Pauline The Slut - Part 26: My Husbands Whore 

 
I didn't see my husband for a few weeks after the film shoot. I was still in bed one morning when the phone rang. "Get out of bed slut and put on one of your babydoll outfits. There are some workmen coming over to do some work on the house. They'll be there for two days. Make sure you feed them and let them use you however they want. They promised to reduce the bill if you proved to be a good slut. Don't disappoint." He hung up. 
 

Just after 9, 3 men arrived. "Wow, your husband wasn't joking. You are a cock hungry slut." Their boss said as he grabbed me and ran his hands all over my body. "You two bring in the gear. I'm going to start this job with a fuck." He dragged me into the lounge while the other two brought their gear upstairs. He followed them upstairs when he was done. 
 
There was a lot of noise coming from them and I was curious as to what work they were doing. I went upstairs. They were working in one of the guest bedrooms. I went to the door to peak inside. Before I could see anything one of them came out. He took me to my sons bedroom pushed me to my knees and had me suck his cock. Before he headed back to work he said "We'll be stopping for lunch at one and dinner at five. Make sure there's plenty to eat." 
 

Throughout the two days they would continually come to use one of my holes. Whenever they all left the room the door was locked so I never got to see what they were doing. On the final evening a truck arrived and all the old furniture from the bedroom was taken away after I gave the driver a blowjob. 
 

My husband arrived the next day to inspect the work. I wasn't allowed into the room. My husband seemed satisfied with what he saw. He left without saying a word. 
 

The next afternoon Beth phoned, "Slut, Put on your black cocktail dress and be at the restaurant in the Four Seasons at 9. Eat before you arrive." I arrived as they were finishing their meal, my husband, Beth and a man I'd not seen before. 
 

"This is your slut for the night." my husband said to him "she will do anything you want, treat her as if you own her." Then turning to me "This is Mr Eiffer, we have signed a very big contract today and you are to make sure he is well rewarded. Do not disappoint. If you fail to please him your sisters video will be sent to everyone." 

 I was still shocked by what my husband had said when Mr Eiffer took me to his room. When we got in the elevator he turned me around and pushed me up against the wall. He shoved a finger up my ass and then a second. By the time we got to the 14th floor he was forcing three fingers in. 
 

As soon as we entered his room he threw me on the ground and fucked my ass roughly for about 10 minutes until he came. He then grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head down to clean his cock. I was then dragged to the bed and he started fingering my ass again. His cum provided plenty of lubrication for him and he soon had four fingers inside me. My ass felt like it was being ripped apart as he pushed his whole hand into me. I started to scream until he pushed my head down into the pillow. 
 

"How's that slut? Like getting your tight asshole fisted?"  
 

He pushed deep into my ass before pulling halfway out and then punching back in again. I had never experienced such pain. He continued punching away until I almost passed out. Having completely wrecked my ass he ripped his fist out and started fucking it again. I was pushed down to clean his cock after he filled my ass with cum. 
 

"You better be gone before I wake up slut." He then turned over and went to sleep. 
 
Two days later, Beth and my husband arrived at the house. "Shower and put on some makeup on. You don't need any clothes. Be as quick as you can." 
 I went upstairs returning downstairs to find Beth and my husband drinking coffee in the kitchen. 10 minutes later the doorbell rang. "Answer that slut and bring them into the study. I went to the door naked. There were two men, one elderly, close to 70 and the other about 40. They were dressed in expensive suits and had briefcases. I led them to the study. 
 
"Good morning Mr. Trent, Mr Rosberg. Thank you for coming out to my house at such short notice. I really appreciate it. I think you have met Beth before." They both said hello and shook hands with Beth. I was ignored.  
  

They both opened their briefcases and placed some papers on the desk. My husband signed several documents and Mr Trent witnessed his signature. Then I was handed a pen. "Sign slut." I looked at my husband, puzzled. He took out his phone. "I must send a message to my son and daughter." he said to no one in particular. I knew instantly what he meant. I took the pen and signed. Mr Rosberg witnessed my signature. All the documents were put back in the briefcases. 
 

"Slut, bring Mr Trent upstairs and thank him for coming out to us this morning." Resigned to what lay ahead I brought Mr Trent to the bedroom. He took off his clothes and folded them over a chair. I lay on the bed and he got on top of me. No preliminaries, no demands, he just fucked me. He then got dressed and went back downstairs. 
 

I was just about to head for the shower when Mr Rosberg came in. He stripped and forced me to my knees. He forced his cock down my throat, chocking me. He relaxed his grip allowing me to get a breath before fucking my throat again. He then threw me face down on the bed and fucked my ass. 
 

After I showered I went downstairs, everyone had gone. 
 

Two days later a removal truck pulled up outside. Three men unloaded some furniture and boxes. As they were bringing the boxes into the house Beth arrived. She told the men where the furniture and boxes was to go. She then said something to them that I couldn't hear. She turned to me. "Fuck these men real good when they've finished." She then left. 
  

After an hour or so the men brought me up to my bedroom. It wasn't long before there was a cock in each hole. I heard a car outside. I guessed it was Beth coming back to check on me. I decided to work really hard at pleasuring the three cocks in my holes. I sucked and moved my body to meet the cocks, letting out moans of pleasure. 
  

There was a scream. "Mom, what are you doing." It was my daughter, Therese. She turned and ran down the stairs. I tried to get up but the men held me in place "We're not finished with you." one of them said. I heard the door slam shut and her car head off. 
 

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Pauline Exposed And Humiliated

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II confess i read my moms journal when i shouldnt of. ill tell you about it now

am looking for some advice from a bunch of random people as i feel you might be more honest.
Im 28, i barely get by in life and live on my own. I see my mother all the time, but she is real real poor.
shes incapable of working a job and heavily in debt. She lost her husband and he left us with all these bills.
My mom has been depressed for awhile and hasnt eaten out or gone out in awhile. I have tried helping but theres just no way i can make her happy.

A few months ago, my mom met this guy she was seeing and she told me how excited she was to see him. She was truly in love and was so happy and i liked seeing her like that. i met the guy and was happy when i noticed how sucessful the guy is. He is super rich, clean etc, and i was proud of my mother for meeting a man who seemed nice and was taking care of her. My mom was happier, was dressing super nice, had bought a new laptob etc, gone out to nice dinners and everything was ok.... but in the back of my mind i was really wondering "why is this guy being so nice to my mom,hes younger and can clearly spoil any model and get interest" I dont mean to sound rude toward my mom she looks fine i guess but he can do better, but thats not what this isabout, its just gone past my mind thinking what he sees in her. MY suspicions were correct finally when i came across my moms journal.

I shouldnt of read it, but my moms always been a writer. She always expresses her feelings and writes her thoughts down. Very outsoken. So i read the 1st page where she started talking about her new boyfriend, basically it started out with her saying she thought she found the right guy etc and loves him, he treats her so good blabla.... and at the end of it she said something about withholding sex to find out if shes feeling it a few dates later after finding out what kinda guy he is. I read by a few pages and she confesses that she is heads over heals for him and decided to just give him "oral sex" she claims that he said it was the best he ever had and everythign was ok.. I kept reading and one of the latest pages expained what i thought all along and it makes me sad, and i dont know what to do.

The page stated with"i feel like a sexslave" it starts where she talked about"i just wanted to make him happy" to "he wants it all the time". My mother wrote about how the guy will just sit and watch a football game, or stay on the computer for 2-3 hours and call her over to suck his cock. He never wants sex, he just works online alot and watches movies, and tv and sports and just wants to sit back and get his dick sucked. My mother wrote that she blew him for 3 hours before, then ate dinner and blew him another few hours. She said she feels worthless. She said she tried telling him that she wanted to tone it down but the guy said"you are my toy you do what i say" and told her if she stops then hes leaving . My mother wrote, besides the blowjob thing, when we're out and stuff everything is fine its just his constant need for wanting her to blow him is way too much and he doesnt care she doesnt want to. Sheclaims she wants to stop but doesnt want to lose the godo moneyfree life.

i dont know what to do? the guy is a blowjob maniac i guess but hes not abusive or anything physically. he/along with myself enjoy a good cockworshipper but shes just not into it so often.

My first confession here, and yes, I am new to this place. How I found it, and how I ended up here is a long story, which I can begin to explain by saying that I have always been very sexually active. You can't say that I was promiscous, but I always looked at sex as something normal, healthy and generally a thing no one should be ashamed of.

I am 38 now, female, married for almost 15 years, mom, and. a good wife. My husband is a love of my life, I am still very much attracted to him, we have good sex, and, there is not a single reason I should be unhappy. But...

My sex drive was always higher than his. At the start, when we went at each other like rabbits, I was fully satisfied, I gotta admit. But, since many years have passed, our sex is not as frequent as it once was, and that pushed me to self pleasuring, on a frequent schedule. And, long story short, I somehow ended up here, not for the porn, but for the written word, that can be mostly awful, and clearly made up, but it can be very enticing and exciting to see and read about the experiences and turn ons by others.

So, I guess this is where my story actually begins. I have always been flirty and I have been told more than once, that I am charming, as generally a very socially oriented person, but in the past few years, I have been using flirting as a kind of a vent, fully knowing that it won't lead nowhere, but still practicing it, for the fun of it. Combine that with, always growing self awareness, and the fact that I understand that time passing by is not getting me any younger, a compliment here and there makes me feel warm on the inside.

To be clear, I am objectively aware that I am above average looking for my age, but still, we all have our inner doubts, and we all enjoy our doses of serotonin.

So, in July, I went to a short holiday to Greece, with my mother and my offspring (as I understand the other word is forbidden here), as my husband was prevented to go at that time, because of work, and we also planned another little trip in August, when only we will go to the seaside.

First day, I have noticed a guy working at the kitchen bar, looking at me. It was a small hotel beach, in Rhodes, with a restaurant / caffe on the beach, and an open kitchen, looking at the beach. We chose a place right underneath it, at the top of the beach, and I caught him looking. It is not the first time someone gawks at me in a bikini, so, I forgot about it instantly. That same day, when we went to lunch at the same place, when our orders came, I saw that only my salad had eatable flower decoration on it. When I figured that out, I instinctively looked at the direction of the bar, and he was looking back, with a smile, obviously waiting for my reaction, and if I will figure it out.

That is where our game began. I thought nothing of it. He was a semi/handsome man, in his 20s I would say. Tomorrow, we located again at the top of the beach, and I deliberately started teasing him. You know, nothing special, turning the subbed so he can see me, moving my bikini so I can tan my bottoms. Again, flowers in the salad, plus, the waiter brought a rose in a little vase, only to our table.

Same the next day, as I got a little more daring, when the other two were in the water, I got my top off, to catch a few rays, while also checking if he is looking. He was.

The next day, I was deliberately standing in his sight, while oiling myself to prevent sunburns. I did it slowly, and I did it in a cheeky, sensual way. I also made eye contact for a few seconds, while doing it. And it was exciting, I must say. Not the fact that I wanted to do anything with him, but the fact that he was obviously attracted to me, and that he enjoyed this play, more than I did.

On the 4th or 5th day, I decided to drink my cocktail, standing at the bar, and as the caffe bar, and kitchen bar are continuing to one another, I chose the place at the division of these two sections. He was clearly sweating, not just from the heat, as I saw he was battling with himself if he should talk to me. For a moment, I thought that the kitchen staff is forbidden from talking to the guests, but that wasn't the case, he was just nervous. Then, I realised, he is maybe 24 or 25, and I might look scary to him, as I forgot that I am an "older lady" for him, and that made me feel bad, maybe I have over done it.

But, he found the nerve, and started talking. He was asking me, in bad English, these profane questions: where I am from, am I enjoying the holiday etc. I acted uninterested at first, but he didn't give up. The next day, I started flirting, you know, for flirting sake and my dose of serotonin, and that soften him up a bit.

How I felt? I felt wanted, and one day I even got a little horny, and sent my husband an unsolicited topless photo.

So, I guessed that will be it, even as our flirting game continued.

On day 8, I went out at the evening to the city of Rhodes, since the hotel is not far from it, by taxi, and just wandered around. My trip companions weren't up for it, so I was alone. Just walking, looking at the shop windows etc. And guess, what, around 9p.m., when I was gawking at some silly local made sandals, I heard a silent "hello".

It was him, with a grocery bag, smiling at me. My heart started beating faster, I wasn't expecting him out of the hotel. He politely asked me for a coffee, and I agreed.

What followed was very hard for me. The poor guy outright admitted his feelings for me, like a high school kid, started talking how he works those seasonal jobs during the summer, that he is from continental Greece, etc, etc... That is when I asked him about his age. 21. I felt like the crappiest person in the world. I found an excuse why I have to rush back, mumbled about seeing him tomorrow, and fled.

I thought about how I must've done harm to this young man, and that this time I went overboard, by teasing him into thinking that something could have happened. I really felt bad. Tomorrow, I chose the sunbeds lower, by the sea, so I could avoid him. When I went for a shower, since the showers are at the top of the beach, I caught him looking at me. His face... He was obviously aware that the charade is over.

On our last day, I was laying at the beach, with these thoughts racing through my mind. And at one point, it was after lunch, I just got up, and started walking towards the bar, not knowing what I actually want to say. To apologise?

As I approached, his smile was there. And I just blurred out "I wanna say bye, I am leaving tomorrow"

He was still smiling, and said something like "I liked having you around, looking and talking to you"

And that is where I snapped. "you have a place where I can give you a goodbye kiss"

Regreted saying that, the moment I said it. It looked like he was about to choke on the words not able to come out of his mouth "bed room, around corner"

As I walked to the "bed room", I had the urge to run away, but I thought, you made your bed, so now...

As I got around the corner, I realised that it was a room with spare sunbeds, not a bedroom. He was there, in his apron, breathing heavily. When I got in, and closed the door, we were in a complete dark for a few seconds, before he reached for the light. In those few seconds, a year passed in my mind.

I have never cheated on my husband. Never. My, before mentioned sexual appetite has only been fed by myself, in moments between encounters with my husband. I thought I would never cheat on him, since he really didn't deserve it, but on the other hand, I just wanted to give something to this young man, who I used maliciously, for my own fun, not fully understanding the scale of his feelings. I wanted to have sex with him, at that moment, I did, but from the bottom of my heart, I felt ashamed for wanting to cheat. So when that light came up, I got on my knees, and gave him a blowjob.

He was confused, and obviously very horny. I think he wasn't really experienced, since he was just standing there, stiff, while not touching me at all, except for a few light, gentle touches of my breasts, over the swimsuit. He didn't last long, maybe a few minutes, and he really wanted me, judging by the amount of cum, that I wasn't able to swallow by a single gulp.

When I got up, trying to hide the tremor in my legs, I acted all normal, and kissed him on the cheek. And just went out.

I can't remember the last time I was that wet.

Now, two months later, I am still haunted by this. On one hand, I feel terrible for cheating on my husband, and on the other, I can't stop thinking about that whole event. And if you are asking, no, there is no way this or anything similar will happen in the future. I am out of the flirting game, for good.

I'm looking for a video I saw on hear a couple tears ago, a guy got his mom to give him a blowjob and audio recorded it and them talking about it before hand and you could tell it was real. The screen was black for most of it, and I remember him saying his mom was a ex army vet, and for some reason part of the video he used a girl riding a giant teddybear.

so i stopped by my parents house a bit ago and they didnt hear me come in. i walked by their room and clearly heard my mom giving my dad a blowjob, and him cumming. not sure how i feel about that

I shall title this confession post:

When Your Hooker Has A Surprise For You (And It's Not a Penis)

I have made a post or two about a blonde MILF hooker (escort, technically) I've been seeing on occasion by the name of Savannah.

The last confession about her that I posted was after going to a strip club. I was drunk, horny and had her roleplay as a stripper that takes me into the vip. That night we sucked, we fucked and in the heat of the roleplay when I wanted to fill her up... she sank into her roll and told me that she wasn't on birth control and that if I wanted to cum in her I would have to fuck her in her ass (she's actually fixed).

She ended up riding me reverse cowgirl with my dick buried deep in her ass. I took in every moment, slowly climbing to a huge orgasm, filling her shitter with my seed. I didn't think I could cum as much as I did. I will never forget the feeling as I erupted deep in her, I wish I could properly describe it.

Tonight was my 8th time going to see her (I believe). I wanted to cum in her ass again, so I told her I wanted that same roleplay.

After seeing her many times I've come to accept that she is always "running late". She leaves me sitting in the driveway while she is preparing for our time. She actually cares about what I want and I have no problem waiting for her to put on outfits, makeup... whatever. I've come to expect the wait.

Same thing this time, no surprise. As per usual she told me that she was getting ready and it was worth the wait.

Then she tells me that she was ready and I went to her door.

I walk in to find her and another, younger hooker dressed up like strippers with a chair in her living room for me to sit in. I'm in shock as I realize that she was setting me up with this girl as well. I didn't bring enough to pay both, but then I gathered that they expecting nothing additional in return. I was in awe of this young, skinny, sexy brunette who keeps starring at me up and down. She seems excited, but I was the one in heaven.

They gave me a hot double lapdance and made out with each other. The young hooker started kissing on me. As things heated up Savannah, taking to her character, says we need to go in vip if we want to keep the fun going because they will get in trouble on the floor. Before long they both have me by a hand and are dragging me into the vip (bedroom). They undress me before Savannah gets down and sucks my cock while the younger girl made out with me and rubbed my balls. After while she joined Savannah and they took turns sucking me taking little breaks to make out.

I laid down on the bed and my [new] favorite hooker jumped straight to sucking me off. She gave a much better blowjob than Savannah. A lot more tasteful use of suction and tongue.

As she did so, Savannah played with and nibbled on my nipples before looking me in the eye and told me that I need to pick one of them to fuck from behind.

I thought about it and had to clarify... pick one to fuck "first". I was correct, they both wanted to fuck. I was getting ready to fuck Savannah when she stops me me. "One thing different this time..." she reached for a condom and told me we were going to be using rubbers.

Savannah and I had not used a condom since our second time together. By the third meet I was exploding deep in any hole I wanted... down her throat, in her pussy, and in her ass. I wasn't excited about using one but I agreed.

Two naked whores in front of you, you don't complain.

The brunette put the condom on with her mouth and I was staring down Savannah who knew I wanted her. Before I could fuck Savannah the younger one was already telling me that she wanted to go first. She hadn't got the vibe that I was ready to fuck savannah first, but I liked that she was eager to fuck me. I looked at savannah as the brunette took position bent over with her ass in the air, face in Savannah's pussy. She liked to keep her legs together for doggy style, so I slid between her skinny thighs and started fucking her pussy from behind.

It was a beautiful sight, as I'm sure you're imagining right now.

But the rubber was having negative consequences. After a little while I was having a bit of difficulty staying fully erect due to not being able to feel her pussy around my cock. Savannah knows this is not normal and she looks up at me saying "your dick just doesn't like condoms, does it?".

No, no it doesn't.

Savannah tells me that I can take it off and she would fuck me. Apparently the condoms were just for the younger girl.

I get ready to pull it off when I hear the younger one talking to Savannah saying that it was okay and that she wanted to take it too. I could see Savannah giving her a serious look as she says "are you sure...? I guess if you want to, you're the one who knows your cycle." I hear this and before I even have confirmed that was fucking her raw also I had the rubber off, was at full erection and positioning to fuck her, completely ready and go.

This sexy skinny brunette with a beautiful tight ass looks back at me as I line up to enter her bareback. With the look of approval, I slide in and feel everything. She was way tighter than Savannah and I truly loved the way her pussy gripped my hard cock as it began to get more and more wet.

After while I had her pushed down flat on her stomach as I pounded away, making her squirm under me as she came. Her pussy overflowed , contracting in all different ways. I pushed myself to the edge a few times. I began pulling out to where just my head rested inside of her opening, in order to control my orgasm.

There were definitely a few times that cum was leaking out of my overe-stimulated dick into her pussy. After pulling out to my head a few times I remark at how badly her pussy makes me want to cum. Savannah tells me to make sure that I don't and tells me to save it for her.

She obviously didn't want her younger hooker friend to get knocked up.

I fucked her for another 5 or 10 minutes before telling Savannah that I wanted her to ride my dick.

I slid out from behind her young friend who was panting, covered in sweat (both her own and sweat i was dripping down onto her) and laid down on the bed. Savannah took position and slid onto me. I began thrusting upwards, pulling her down as I pounded up into her. I made her squirt on me and her friend remarks at how hot this was to watch. I fucked her into three squinting orgasms, completely soaking me. Her friend assumed position at some point during this to lick my balls. Next thing I know I feel my orgasm building... I smack her ass as I grow closer and closer, finally throwing my arms around her back, digging my nails in and flood her pussy with my jizz. I lay there with my pulsating dick buried in her as her friend cleans the leaking mess, remarking at how she was content and that was "the biggest dick she had all day". It being just before midnight, this gave me a nice boost. After 5 minutes or so Savannah climbs off.

We began to talk as I tried to get dressed. It turns out that she asked her friend to join us for two reasons: she loved my dick and told her friend how much she appreciated me for being cool, and having a dick that was "something special". I first heard those words come out of her mouth the first time we met and I made her cum over and over, nearly to the point of her passing out. Also, it wasn't a good day for her when it came to anal and she thought this might make up for it.

It did.

Savannah mentioned one thing that caught me off guard but really turned me on.

The first time we fucked bareback I tried to get her roleplay mom/son with me. She wasn't comfortable with it, but agreed to stepmom/stepson. After we got together for it, I didn't think she was that into it... but on this night she mentioned how much it turned her on and that she didn't expect it to.

I think it might be worth trying to convince her to do mom/son. Maybe mom/son/daughter, if that sexy young thing can get kinky with us.

What I do know is that I will at least definitely be filling my stepmom's ass with a nice big load very soon here. I really want to see if I can push her boundaries even more and go full mom/son.

Anybody knows what happened to this video: Mom and Son Blowjob - Incest in Chicago ???

This was the link: http://motherless.com/g/incest_in_chicago/B77200A

I have to confess that my mother is a piss-loving cumslut. My dad has always been straight and vanilla. So my mother turns to me for her dark and filthy desires. Whenever my dad is out of town for any reason, I come over to give my mom what she craves. Here she is taking my piss on her tits and in her mouth. She then sucked me clean and gave me a blowjob only a mother can give.

Mother & Daughter combo. Left is mom, Right is daughter. Mom was a dirty closet freak. Every night would stroking my big cock, ride that dick, spread her legs apart and let me stretch open that pussy and fuck her deep until she came on my cock, then she would suck in clean and let me cum in her mouth, or fuck her more until I filled her pussy up. All while talking dirty to me, and sexting with me all day at work. Gave the sloppiest blowjobs and man her pussy would get so wet! Had a few vids but lost em! Pissed! I’m still trying to find them!!!

1. A woman in labor is screaming profanity at her husband from her hospital bed. He says, "Hey, don't blame me! I wanted to stick it in your ass but NO, you said that might hurt!"
2. I spent $5,000 on a boob job for the wife. She was delighted. I spent another $2,000 on a nose job for her. She was ecstatic. I spent $2,000 on liposuction for her and she couldn't thank me enough! But I spend 50 bucks on a blowjob for myself and she goes fucking nuts!!! Women, I can't figure them out!.
3. A mother in law said to her son's wife when their baby was born: "I don't mean to be rude but he doesn't look anything like my son." The daughter-in-law lifted her skirt and said: "I don't mean to be rude either, but this is a pussy, not a fucking photo-copier."
4. Little kid catches his mom and dad having sex. He says, "What are you doing?" His father says, "We are making you a little brother." The boy answers, "Why don't you do it doggy style, and make me a puppy!"
5. "I'm fed up with the excuses women come up with to avoid having sex, like; "I'm tired, I'm washing my hair, I've got a headache, I'm your sister in law."
Dear Dr. Phil,
I was watching my next door neighbor's wife sunbathing topless from my bedroom window. As I was jerking off I turned to notice my wife was just standing there, arms folded, watching me. Is my wife a pervert?

scene where brother convices sister to give him a blowjob for cocaine, i think the brother is a nazi sympathizer or something like that. then the mom comes home and the sister runs out.