When you’ve been a gentleman’s companion for as long as I have, you realise a lot of guys coming to see you have wives or girlfriends. They want to fulfil a fantasy or do things their wives don’t, without the stress of having an affair. Some even discuss how much they love their wives. My job is to smile, listen, open my legs and be discreet.
I’d been seeing a lovely guy professionally for about a year. An older guy, we’ll call him Rick for the sake of his anonymity. Rick liked an hour a month of pretty vanilla Girlfriend Experience every two weeks. Regular as clockwork. An easy client to satisfy and a very enjoyable time for us both.
Rick was booked in for an hour one Saturday night. I quickly had one final check in the mirror. I was freshly douched, my long blonde hair in a high ponytail. I wore a little red dress, some sheer red panties and a strapless red bra.
My doorbell rang, and my tummy turned over. Like a factory whistle, it signalled it was work time.
“Hey beautiful,” Rick said, gripping my round butt cheek. I kissed him on the lips and his tongue slipped into my mouth. I let him in and shut the door quietly. My large 36D breasts were squeezing out over the top of my dress. Rick whistled, looking me up and down, like a lion watching a gazelle. I twirled around so he could admire my ample curves.
“Thank you, sexy,” I said, as he handed me a wad of cash. I put it on the side; it’s not nice doing the money part. It turns some guys off; they like the illusion. Get the money upfront though. Every time.
“Wow look at you like a Barbie doll,” he said I led him to my bedroom. He had on his usual jeans and t-shirt, his balding sandy hair combed back neatly. He always smelled nice, of old-fashioned aftershave. I had made my bed with black sheets; a candle was burning. I was looking forward to a nice tranquil hour of sloppy blow jobs, a quick hard fuck and a facial. Rick always liked to do the same thing, which is fine by me.
We sat on the bed, French kissing, his hands feeling my willing body. Ricky stopped and began to undress. I sat on the bed, opening my legs seductively, waiting to get to work swallowing his cock.
“I was wondering if we could have a threesome with me?” He said, pulling his boxers down.
“Yes, darling, I love a sexy bit of girl-on-girl action, there’s a girl I duo with regularly, Vanessa, I can see if she’s available,” I said. Tempting him, I tickled my nipples. Girl on girl was easy money, and he loved my big juicy tits.
“No, not a duo, with my wife. I don’t want her to know you’re a professional,” Rick laughed, “just like a role play we just met and you know, let her seduce you,” Rick said as he squeezed handfuls of my breasts. His eyes fixed on my ample cleavage.
“We will all have a lot of fun, that’s for sure,” I said, feeling my juices start to flow, but a bit wary of a client’s wife’s situation. I’d heard a few stories about wives freaking out on Vanessa when she’d gone with couples, so I was a bit unsure, but Rick was a good customer and a lovely guy. I needed to concentrate on his hard dick in front of me.
“We’ll talk about it later, I need to get at these tits, babe,” Rick said, ripping my top down. As he pushed his face into my cleavage, rubbing my breasts around his face, I still had doubts.
—-X—-
A couple of weeks later, Ricky called me saying he’d like to book the role-play with his wife. He told me to meet him at The Bull Hotel in town, dress casually, and pretend that I didn’t know him. No lingerie, no high heels; his wife, Beth, needed to think I was just there. He assured me his wife was bi and it was her that was hot for some pussy.
I got dressed up in my normal clothes for a change. I did my blonde hair up in a high ponytail, a little make-up, some high waist black leggings and a blue crop t-shirt. I didn’t bother with a bra or panties, as this was supposed to be impromptu. I wore some flat ballet pumps and headed to The Bull.
The hotel wasn’t far from my flat and it was warm so I walked around. I got a few doubts on the way. What if she freaked out and started screaming and stuff like Vanessa said the girlfriend did on her that time? I pushed my doubts down and decided it was easy, really: get the money upfront and if she freaks out, leave.
It was a bit of a dive but it was Rick’s wife’s night. As it was dimly lit and quite crowded, I looked around for Rick and his wife. I spotted them in a side booth, and made my way to a bar stool where they could see me.
Rick was sat with his wife against the wall. She was a brunette, short curly hair, mumsy-looking woman at first glance. Okay, I thought, I could do this. Just eat the pussy up and leave.
I ordered a drink and sat at the bar, the barman eyeing me suspiciously. They got a lot of working girls in here. I was one of them, I chuckled to myself. I did come in here occasionally to meet clients in their rooms, sales guys and engineers, but I never sat at the bar. He stood cleaning glasses next to me, staring a bit too much. He probably liked my big tits too.
Rick was talking to his wife, their heads together. I just scrolled Instagram, pretending to watch the door for my imaginary date. After about twenty minutes, Rick’s wife got up to go to the ladies. She was short and plump, wearing a long white flowy smock dress. I noticed it was slightly see-through. Her flat cork sandals padded across the paisley carpet and as soon as she was gone, Rick rushed over.
“You ready then? I said I’d come and ask you to join us, she thinks you’re hot as fuck but just play it cool like you’re coming to chat,” he blurted out. He looked a bit red and sweaty. He had a stripy shirt on and trousers, done up for their night out.
“OK, let’s get some drinks and sit down over there,” I said. I felt the butterflies in my tummy start; they always came on the first time with someone new. Especially with a client and his wife. I’ll admit, I was nervous.
“I like that crop top, wear that the next time I come and fuck you,” he whispered.
He’d moved away from me slightly, so the whisper was loud. Gratefully the barman just served Rick three drinks, shook his head and left, not wanting to get involved.
“She’s coming back now,” I said, smiling over at her as she weaved through the bar and sat down.
“Come on then, let’s go,” said Rick; we walked over as his wife sat down, smiling at us.
“Beth, this is Jess, she’s been stood up,” Rick said. I smiled like I was a bit disappointed but Beth was staring at my chest.
“Aww, that’s a shame, don’t sit on your own, come and have a drink with us, it’s our anniversary,” said Beth, patting the seat next to her.
“Congratulations. How many years have you been married?” I asked, trying not to think about how many times her husband had cum in me.
“Seven years,” Beth said proudly.
“That’s lovely,” I said. Rick gestured to me to go into the booth first. I wiggled in, letting Beth get a view of my peachy round ass. I sat next to Beth, and Rick followed and sat next to me. I was in between them.
We had a bit of casual chat about random things, and the drinks flowed. Beth was drinking quite a bit, but Rick and I were on soft drinks.
Soon enough the talk turned sexy. Beth was starting to get a bit flirty with me. Her hand kept touching my thigh under the table. I responded, moving closer to her. My braless boobs brushed her arm. My nipples were hard and visible under the thin t-shirt fabric. Rick was shuffling closer, squashing me between them.
Beth started talking about how she and Rick had been to a strip club for their last anniversary; she was tipsy. We were all hot for each other. I wanted Rick to watch us. This was going to be fun.
“And we got a lap dance off this girl with great big knockers and I grabbed them and they were hard as rocks, weren’t they, Rick?” Beth said, looking at my chest.
“They were, we had a few dances that night off some big-titty girls though, didn’t we?” Rick laughed.
“Are yours real?” asked Beth, pointing at my tits.
“Yes, they’re a hundred per cent real, sweetheart,” I said, winking at her. She giggled and I felt Rick’s hand sliding up my thigh and resting in my crotch.
“We like big boobs but not those fake ones,” Beth blurted out, giggling again. I felt her finger tickle my thigh.
“Do you like mine then?” I asked, putting my hand on Beth’s wide thigh under the table, letting her know I was up for it. “Do you want to play with them?” I whispered in her ear.
“I’d like to play with them,” she said, looking me straight in the eyes. I thought she was going to start snogging me in the middle of the hotel bar. Her finger traced up my side and under my crop top. “No bra, ooh, you are a naughty girl, aren’t you?” Beth whispered, her cheeks flushing.
“Whoever stood you up was crazy,” Rick said, winking at me. I smiled at him like it was our private joke.
The barman, who was still watching us, rang the bell and the other customers started to go to their rooms.
“We’ve got a room, why don’t we have a few drinks up there and you can take your t-shirt off? You don’t mind, do you?” Beth said, looking over at Rick.
“You ladies carry on,” Rick said, grinning at me and squeezing my thigh.
We made our way up the back stairs, Beth leading the way. Rick was pinching my bum as he followed behind. He slid his fingers between my legs, feeling the crease through my leggings, all the way to their room on the first floor.
“I’ve gotta go for a wee drink going straight through me,” Beth giggled. She went into the bathroom and shut the door.
It was a basic room; I’d been here a few times. Wooden double bed screwed to the wall, a built-in desk and tv and a chair. Green carpet, white sheets and a little en suite bathroom near the door. You know the type of place. The beds don’t bang off the wall.
I sat on the bed as Rick quickly got his wallet out and gave me the 400-pound fee we’d agreed on. I stuffed the money in my purse and put it on the bedside table. We kissed quickly with tongues.
“I’ll come and see you next week, this is great, she’s loving it,” he whispered to me. He hurriedly started getting some drinks out of the minibar as he heard Beth come back out of the bathroom. She was in only her white bra and panties. She sat next to me.
“Why don’t we get a bit more comfortable?” Beth said, putting her hand up my top and brushing my breasts. She was looking at Rick. He hadn’t lied; his wife was hot for some pussy. “Take your top off. Let’s play.”
I pulled my t-shirt off over my head. Beth stared at me for a second and looked at Rick.
“Hasn’t she got great big tits, Rick?” Beth said.
Rick stood by the mini bar, smiling, and nodded.
“Great tits, I bet she wants you to suck them hard nipples,” Rick said. I sat leaning back on the bed displaying myself, and Beth began to feel my breasts, her fingers brushing my nipples, sending a thrill to my pussy. She was kneading handfuls, nibbling at my huge areolas. My nipples were getting hard as she stuffed her face between my massive tits, just like Rick did every week.
I put my hand on her thigh and she leaned in to kiss me. Our tongues were licking at each other, our hands feeling each other. Beth’s small hands were kneading at my breasts. She was pulling and twisting my nipples, and licking my mouth. She pulled her shift dress off but she kept her bra and knickers on. We were so turned on by each other, I was so wet.
“Let me lick you out. He likes watching, he won’t touch you or anything, just me and you, girl on girl?” said Beth. Her fingers gripped my leggings waistband, tugging it down.
“You’re so naughty, Beth,” I said, giggling now too. I helped her pull my leggings down as I shuffled up the bed. Beth pulled them off and threw them on the floor. She buried her face between my legs.
I lay back, enjoying her tongue licking around my slit; it felt really good. Her fingers began to tease my clit. I moaned appreciatively. Rick stood at the side of the bed rubbing his cock, watching his wife munching on my pussy. I smiled at him.
Three of her fingers began moving in and out of my wet hole. I got close to orgasming she was so very good; I held back.
I felt my hole stretching as she spread her fingers inside me. Then she began working her little finger in, teasing my clit with her tongue. She pumped me quite hard and I felt juice pouring out of me onto the sheet.
“That’s so good, darling,” I breathed. I was panting hard, trying to contain my orgasm, holding my legs high in the air. Beth sat up, my juice round her lips.
She began pushing her four fingers further inside; her thumb wiggled in gently. As she grinned at me, I felt her whole hand inside me, forcing its way up me.
I lay on the bed gasping. Being fisted by a woman is a lot easier than being fisted by a man but the stretching is still painful at the start. I held my legs higher, the pressure on my pussy releasing as the stretch became pleasurable.
Rick was standing behind Beth’s shoulders, stroking her hair out of her face. He watched intently as her hand pumped me hard. My tits were wobbling as my body felt the force of her whole hand pounding inside me.
I let out a squeal as my orgasm exploded, ripples pulsing through my body. My gash squeezed tight around Beth’s hand, swallowing it inside. Juice squirted from my hole onto Beth’s arm and chest. She pumped harder up to her wrist as I squealed on the bed.
“Fucking great, Beth. She loves it,” said Rick; his hard cock was in his hand. He rubbed it up and down as Beth withdrew her hand. She lay back on the bed, my wetness all over her. She pulled her white thong off and opened her legs.
“69 with me,” she said, holding out her arms to me.
I turned round, straddling her face, my fat ass cheeks pointing at the wooden headboard. I lowered myself onto her mouth and she licked frantically. She was greedy for pussy. She gripped my hips and pulled me further onto her face.
I began to gently separate her lips with my fingers, licking her clit in long firm strokes. She tasted fresh and clean; she had some pubic hair shaved into a strip, whereas I like to be waxed. The customer is always right. She was soaking wet and horny for me clearly, as Rick had said. I slipped my middle finger in and began to pleasure her G-spot. Her hands were round my thin waist, her mouth licking and chewing on my hole.
My boobs were squashing into Beth’s tummy. I pushed back a little, grinding my pussy into her face. Her tongue felt so good flicking my clit, my juices flowed out. It felt like four of her fingers were stretching my hole; she was yanking downwards, pulling me onto her fierce tongue. I was desperate for a big fat cock in me. I slipped another finger into her gash, fingering Beth gently as she bit at my lips and yanked my hole. All the while I teased her clit with my tongue, my saliva mixing with her juices.
I stopped licking, and with my fingers still deep in his wife, I grinned at Rick; I almost forgot he was there. He was watching us and wanking hard now. He came and knelt on the bed between Beth’s white, plump, spread thighs. I held her lips open as Rick entered her. Watching Rick’s cock fucking Beth’s hole was so horny I wanted him to fuck me next, but I wasn’t sure if she wanted me to fuck him or not. She had said ‘girl on girl’ so I didn’t touch him. My hole gaped open desperately.
Beth was making moaning sounds so I licked her clit harder to match Rick’s strokes, his pelvis banging into my cheek. I gripped her lips, pulling her open for my tongue and Rick’s cock. Her frenzied licking and fingering slowed down as she began to cum. Her dimpled buttocks trembled.
“Stop. Stop,” she gasped. I froze. Was Beth about to freak out? We both stopped; she was panting and shaking. I turned slightly and saw the convulsions of the orgasm rippling through her. “Stop, I need a minute. That was so good.”
I climbed off her face and sat on the bed. Rick was still hard, sitting on the edge, waiting, stroking his cock and watching his wife’s orgasm. She leaned up on her elbows, looking at us.
“Why don’t you two play and I’ll watch? If you want to, Jess?” Beth said, looking at me. “I want to watch you with her. It will get me going again,” she said, looking at Rick.
“It’s OK by me,” I said like he hadn’t already cum in me loads of times. I was so hot for his cock in me, but I tried not to appear too eager. I lay next to Beth with my legs open, our thighs touching.
Rick crawled over Beth, kissing her stomach, and got on top of me. Beth turned on her side and pulled my nipple, watching me with her husband. Rick reached between my legs and started rubbing his cock around my dripping hole. He pushed inside me like he had before, but his wife watching us turned me on so much that my tight ring of flesh inside began to grip tightly onto Rick’s dick.
“Don’t, you’re gonna make me cum,” Rick gasped. I relaxed, holding back my orgasm, widening my pussy tunnel for him.
Beth rolled onto her back.
“Cum in me. I want you to cum in me,” she said, opening her legs.
Rick pulled his dick out of me and pushed three fingers into the gash, as he moved over to sink his dick in his wife’s hairy pussy again. I pulled my knees back; he was going to make me squirt. I pulled Beth’s face to mine and as we began kissing, my squirt exploded all over the bed.
I heard Rick grunting as he released his spunk into his wife. Beth’s tongue licked inside my mouth.
“Ahh, that looks so good, girls,” Rick said as his cock throbbed inside her. I was soaked in squirt, my pussy twitching. He pulled his fingers out of me and kissed Beth. “That was great, baby.”
I got up to leave them to it and went to the bathroom to clean up.
“I’ll give you two a moment,” I said, picking up my clothes and bag.
In the bathroom, I could hear them talking, quietly. My pussy gaped open from the fisting. I neatened up my ponytail and wiped it up on a towel. I pulled on my leggings and crop top. My hard nipples were sticking out. Beth had been hungry for pussy; I didn’t know why I was worried about it.
I went out of the bathroom and Rick had a robe on. Beth had her knickers back on; she hadn’t taken her bra off.
“I’d better be going,” I said, putting my bag over my shoulder. “That was a lot of fun.”
“Why don’t we swap numbers,” Beth said, going in her bag for her phone. I had no idea what to say and looked at Rick. He shook his head. So I gave her one digit wrong. I put her number in my phone with no intention of calling.
“That was so much fun, I’ve always thought I was bi,” Beth said. She patted the bed and I sat next to her. She kissed me again, feeling my boobs under my t-shirt. “Your nipples are still hard, you’re still horny for me,” she said, lifting my top and devouring my nipple. She was cupping my heavy breasts with her hands, pushing them together. Rick was watching her play with me.
“I have to go,” I said, pulling my t-shirt down. “It’s getting late.”
“Aww, it’s been a great night,” Beth said as I shut the door.
Rick was the customer and she was still his wife. After all, this had cost her husband £400; she thought I was there for free.
I don’t do anything for free.
—-X—-
I was busy the next week, so I didn’t have time to wonder how Beth and Rick were after our night together.
Rick texted me for his usual Saturday night appointment. I was looking forward to our usual fun together.
I dressed in black lingerie, a cupless bra and crotchless panties, checking the mirror before he came. The bra made my breasts look huge and I knew the little black panties would drive him crazy.
The doorbell rang, work time.
“Hey, gorgeous. Wow, like the outfit, sexy,” Rick said. He pressed a stack of notes into my hand which I put on the hall table. I turned round and bent over to put the money in my drawer and he grabbed my bum with both hands from behind, squeezing my cheeks.
“Thanks, darling, you’re feeling frisky today,” I said, his fingers pushing into my crease.
“I’ve not been able to stop thinking about fucking you. Nor has Beth,” he said, leaning close to my ear.
“She likes my pussy too, does she,” I said, pushing my round ass at him. I opened my legs, showing him my delicious crotchless panties.
“Not as much as I do,” he said, getting his cock out. He spat on his dick and pushed my head forward. He slipped into my juicy, ready pussy and started pumping me in the hallway from behind. Reaching round to grab hold of my big breasts, he fucked me hard right there and came in me very quickly, long hard throbs pumping jizz into my slit.
“Babe, let’s go and get on your bed,” he panted, “I just couldn’t help that.”
I was very surprised but I’ve been fucked in my hallway by customers who couldn’t wait. Rick wasn’t usually one of them, though.
I lay on my red silk sheets, feeling the sticky cream oozing out of my pussy. Rick took his jeans and t-shirt off and jumped on the bed next to me in his boxers.
“You did a great job with the Mrs, by the way,” Rick said, sipping the bottle of cold water I’d put out for him.
“Thank you, darling,” I said as he began to stroke my nipple. I turned on my side to face him, so he could suck and play with my breasts for a while. I don’t apply any limit to cumming in me, so if he was able to, he could fuck me again.
“I’m fucking obsessed by those tits,” he said. His fingers sank into my flesh. “Just us from now on, though, I like my sexy big-titty doll to myself. I’m getting hard again, ride me.” Rick said, lying back on the bed.
As I climbed on, and he slipped into my creamed pussy, I was really glad my first husband and wife had enjoyed our threesome.
