Pretend Whore

 

Not long ago my wife decided to surprise me by dressing up and
acting like a whore. She must have had the whole thing planned out
because she sent me to the store for a bottle of wine. My wife
doesn’t drink wine that often so it made me just a bit suspicious
when she insisted that I buy some, but I had no idea what she had
in mind. The trip to the store and back took about a half hour.
When I returned she greeted me looking like some hooker you’d find
in an alley somewhere.

She’d made her face up applying a very heavy base. Wearing long
false eye-lashes, very bright eye shadow, ruby red lipstick and a
blond wig that I had never seen before, my wife stood before me in
only see-through black and red bra with holes that her nipples
stuck through, and a matching pair of crotch-less panties that
revealed her bush and meaty crack. She also wore a garter belt,
black fishnet stockings and to finish off her appearance, a pair of
pink high heels. She looked like something out of a sailor’s dream.

I was speechless when I first saw her. I was dumfounded when she
fell to her knees in front of me and unzipped my pants, taking my
cock out and slowly licking the head until it started to stiffen.
She then sucked if into her mouth like a vacuum and made loud
slurping noises while coating it with her hot saliva. While she was
sucking my cock I took the bottle of wine out of the bag and
unscrewed the cap. By this time she had pulled my pants down to my
ankles, and after removing my shoes she took them completely off
me. As I filled up two wine glasses she remained kneeling between
my legs, cupping my balls and licking them until they were soaking
wet. I wasn’t quite sure what else she had in mind, but I sure as
hell loved what she’d done so far.

After standing up and accepting the wine I offered, we clanked our
glasses together in a toast. She said, “Here’s to being your
whore.” That was easy to drink to. Then she grabbed me by my still-
hard cock and led me in to the bedroom where the lights had been
dimmed to a romantic glow. After a long wet kiss while jerking me
off to keep me hard, she sat me on the edge of the bed, went to the
stereo, put on an album and began to dance lewdly. She was putting
on a show for me, and as I sat there watching her move sensually to
the music, cupping her tits and squeezing them, thrusting her pussy
out at me and grinding her hips. I could hardly believe that this
was my wife. The image that she was creating was driving me crazy
and hot with lust.

Every few minutes, she would bend over and kiss me, stroking my
cock again and again as a tease. I felt as though my dick was going
to explode, and I knew that was just what she wanted. Moving away
from me while continuing to dance, she reached behind her to unsnap
the peek-a-boo bra that barely covered her tits. They bounced into
sight and she shook her shoulders from side to side to make them
wiggle. Then, while sticking her tongue out and running it
tantalizingly across her lips, she held her tits and pinched her
nipples until they were red and swollen – like my cock.

I wanted to grab her and fuck that hairy pussy in the worst way,
but she wasn’t done with her show yet. Turning around so that her
ass was to me, she bent over at the waist and spread her legs wide
so that her whole pussy and asshole were plainly visible. To the
beat of the music she pumped her ass up and down, clenching and
unclenching her brown-eye, and then slid her hand down between her
legs to rub her pussy lips so that I could see the juices gleaming
on her fingers. While continuing to stroke her crack she turned her
head toward me while licking her lips. “This cunt is all yours
tonight,” she said. “I want you to fuck it as much as you like.”

That was all I could take. I leapt up, grabbed her ass-cheeks and
rammed my throbbing cock into her, slamming it in and out until she
was moaning at the top of her lungs. The louder she moaned, the
harder I fucked her. I wasn’t fucking my wife, but some horny slut
who couldn’t get enough cock. I didn’t want to come yet so I pulled
out my cock and with one quick loud slap on her ass I told her to
get on the bed, which she did.

On all fours I knelt over her face and inserted my slippery cock
into her mouth and began to fuck her face, just as I had done to
her cunt. With my balls slapping against her chin I continued to
fill her mouth with my pumping cock, telling her at the same time
to play with her pussy and keep it wet. With muff-led, gurgling
noises emanating from her cock-filled mouth, she lifted both her
long, sexy legs in the air and began to rub clit and pussy until
she made her-self come.

I withdrew from her mouth and positioned myself between her legs.
Guiding my cock into her hole, I sunk it in as far as it would go.
While she begged, “Fuck me, fuck me.” I did exactly that until my
balls exploded and fired a stream of cum into her throbbing cunt.
She came again. At that moment we both cried out from the intense
pleasure of our orgasms, and then lay still as our perspiration
dripped on to the sheets.

We fucked two more times that night. It was a great night of
whoring and I’m waiting for the next time she gets the urge look
and act like a slut.