This night started like many nights. I came home from my shop to find Tina horny, as usual. My wife is a small woman with oversize breasts, a firm well-rounded ass, and shapely legs. Tonight she’s wearing her pink wig and a silver micro-mini dress.
The dress reveals more of her 34DD breasts than it conceals and if she bends over, her pussy is fully exposed. Of course, she isn’t wearing any undies. Pink lace top thigh-highs and clear plastic spike heel ‘fuck me’ shoes complete her ensemble. Because the night is cool, she carries a coat but doesn’t put it on.
Tina tells me she ‘needs’ hard cock and the sooner the better. She wants me to drive her to Oakland (we live in Hayward) where she’ll find more than one horny truck driver to fuck. My wife is well known in the produce warehouse district.
In Oakland, before we get to the produce district, she tells me to stop and park. She sees a semi-truck parked on the street. The telltale glow of a flickering television shows behind the curtain that separates the cab from the sleeper. It’s likely the driver is watching a porn movie in there.
Tina tells me to move the car about a block away from the truck, which I do. She gets out and struts her stuff down the street. Watching her walk away from me, eager to give her married pussy to a total stranger, I’m terribly turned on.
She knocks on the passenger side door of the truck. I can’t hear what’s said but I can see her clearly. She and the driver exchange a few words, the door opens and the driver helps her climb in. They go into the sleeper right away.
I’m horny as hell, myself but I’m not allowed to fuck my wife until she’s sated her appetite for strange cock. That sometimes takes all night. All I can do is play with myself and mentally picture my beautiful wife, making love with the faceless trucker. Perversely, I hope he’s hung like a horse and is rough with her.
Less than an hour passes and I see movement in the cab of the truck. Tina and the driver are talking. Then she kisses him, opens the door and climbs down. She walks quickly back to the car and gets in. She’s obviously pleased and excited. I don’t have to wait to find out why.
“Guess what,” she says. But before I can guess she tells me, “I’m a whore now.”
My pulse speeds up and I say, “Really? Tell me about it.”
She tells me the truck driver insisted on giving her half his cash after fucking her. My wife had just been paid eight dollars.
“Eight dollars?” I exclaim, “that must make you the cheapest whore in Oakland.”
“I know”, she says “How do you like being married to the cheapest whore in town?”
“I don’t like it, I LOVE it,” I tell her.
My fingers are sliding into her cum filled pussy and I can’t wait to get my tongue in there. She opens her legs for me. That’s the signal permitting me to clean the trucker’s cum from her dripping cunt and I don’t waste a second lowering my head to savor the combined love juices of my whore wife and the ‘John’ who had just fucked her. I have a huge hard-on but know it’s not yet time for me to find the release I crave.
I spend as long as she’ll let me, licking glistening rivulets of the truck driver’s seed from where it ran down her lovely thighs, working my way up to the source. I suck her engorged clitoris that looks like a miniature penis. Her hips are rocking in response to my oral stimulation. I know that other men will reap the rewards of my efforts soon.
Tina stops me before she ejaculates again. I ask her if she wants to go to E. 14th Street and stand on a corner like the other Oakland whores?
“Mmmm,” she smiles and nods affirmatively.
I’m shaking with excitement now but I have to drive. I control my rapid breathing and force myself to relax. A whore wife is this cuckold’s dream come true.
On the way to E. 14th, we discuss her new avocation. I tell her there are two things men worry about when cruising for sex with a street hooker. One is the danger of propositioning a police decoy. Tina says the solution for that will be for her to be topless.
“No decoy cop is going to stand on the corner with her boobs exposed,” she says.
Tina is a true exhibitionist. She loves showing her big melon sized breasts in public so that’s an ideal solution to allay men’s fear of getting arrested by a female cop.
“What’s the other worry?” she asks me.
“That would be picking up a transvestite,” I tell her.
Some men are OK with that and some even prefer a ‘chick with a dick’ but for most guys, it’s a real turnoff to find their date has a big cock under her skirt.
Tina gave a lascivious chortle and said, “Well I guess I’ll just have to stand on my corner naked. That way guys can see exactly what their five dollars will buy.”
“Five dollars?”
“Umm-hmm, your wife’s gonna be the cheapest piece of ass in Oakland. And the busiest,” she added.
Just before E. 14th, she tells me to pull over. On the corner is a small auto shop that was a gas station in the distant past. The parking area has a few cars in it and the driveway isn’t chained so I pull in and park. Tina strips off her dress, picks up her coat and struts to the corner.
She puts her coat on and stands under the streetlight. Traffic is light but in a moment I see headlights approaching. I watch Tina hold her coat wide open, giving whoever is in the car a real eye full. God, she’s beautiful I think to myself. The guy driving the car must have thought so too. I hear the brakes squeal and now I see there are two men in a big, older sedan.
The car stops and Tina, coat still open, walks quickly to the passenger side. She stands next to the door and bends down to negotiate. A large, black hand reaches out and fondles her breasts. She cooperatively steps closer to the car and puts her head and breasts through the window. Knowing my eyes must be glued to her, she gives her butt a sexy shimmy for my benefit.
A minute later Tina pulls her torso back out of the window and the door opens. She drops her coat on the sidewalk and climbs in. It looks to me as though she’s sitting on the passenger’s lap. The door closes and a minute or two later the car pulls away from the curb.
I jump out and rush to the street, in time to see the car turn right at the next block. I run to the corner and peer around the building there. Relieved to see the car parked in the darkness of the side street in the middle of the block. The door opens and Tina gets out, followed by a young-looking black man.
She opens the back door and gets in. Through the rear window I see the light glinting off her five-inch heels. Her legs are spread invitingly for the man, who drops his pants and climbs in on top of her. I can now see the driver is still in his seat but has turned his head to watch the action in the back seat.
Tina’s feet are bicycling and kicking in the air. I know my wife is getting fucked and I want a better view. I decide to run around the block and approach the car from the front, like some guy just out for a late-night walk. The men in the car might not even notice me if I just walk on by.
I walk back and pick up Tina’s coat from the sidewalk and deposit it in my car, then forcing myself to go slow, I walk around the block. Again, I peek around the corner. Now the car is facing me and I’m glad I was cautious. The scene has changed. The men are trading places.
I now see the driver is also a young twentyish black man. When he lowers his pants I’m thrilled to see his erect cock is huge. Much bigger than mine. He mounts my wife, the other guy gets in the front and turns to watch.
Now, I’m unobserved and I walk nonchalantly toward the car. I slow my pace even more as I get close. The rear passenger door is open, making room for the guy’s feet. For the time it takes me to slowly walk by I have a wonderful view of his big black cock plunging in and out of Tina’s tight pussy.
She’s writhing in ecstasy, her heels digging into his butt, her ass rising to meet his every thrust. She’s moaning, ‘Yesss, Oh my God, harder, fuck me harder’. And then I’m past the car and soon her cries fade as I walk out of hearing range.
This is one of the very best nights in our marriage and I just know it’s going to get better. As turned on as I am, I just hope I don’t ejaculate in my pants before it’s my turn to fuck my whore. I take deep calming breaths and return to my car but I’m too excited to just sit there and wait.
I walk across E. 14th and sit on a bus stop bench to wait. I’m not there long before I hear car doors closing and then the car driving away. Before I see her, I hear Tina’s spike heels clicking on the sidewalk.
She appears, turning the corner, lovely as ever in her nudity, under the street lights. It’s late now. The bars have just closed for the night and there’s a little more traffic, with the drinkers heading for home. A car passes, the driver staring at Tina, He slows and makes a U-turn and stops next to her. From his erratic driving, I guess he’s drunk.
Tina opens the door and gets in. They kiss passionately and I can see his hands are busy. She leans her head back while he fondles her.
I cross the street and stand in a doorway slightly behind the car. I see him pay her and her head disappears from view. He’s an older man, maybe in his fifties, also black, which is to be expected in this area of Oakland.
My wife’s head is bobbing up and down in his lap. She enjoys taking a big cock deep into her throat. I once overheard a man in a bar telling a friend that Tina “is a world-class cock sucker.”
Tina sits back up and straddles the man as he slides into the passenger seat. He can’t see me but she’s facing back and sees me. She keeps her eyes on me as she moves up and down on his cock. She likes an audience, even if it’s just me, and I can get so excited watching my gorgeous, nympho wife making love with other men, I sometimes can’t keep from cumming in my pants – or hand.
With all the man has had to drink, it’s taking him a long time to cum. I know that Tina is working hard. She leans back to the dashboard so I can see the man is pulling her distended nipples and giving her voluptuous DD breasts a real mauling. Obviously, she doesn’t mind and I hope he doesn’t bruise them.
Finally, with a shout, the man ejaculates into my wife’s cunt. She stays on him, holding him close and lovingly whispering into and tonguing his ear until his cock softens and falls out. She opens the car door and backs out. She leans in and cleans his love juice slimed cock with her mouth, then stands up and closes the door.
Without a word, Tina walks past me and I follow her to our car. She kisses me hard and I can taste the manly flavor in her mouth. She bends over the front fender and commands me to get on my knees and clean the juices leaking from her cunt. I eagerly comply, licking and sucking the flavorful and copious cum of strangers for the second time tonight.
It’s very late now, or maybe I should say very early but my wife isn’t through with her first night as a cheap street whore. There’s very little traffic at this hour but she stands on the corner anyway. She’s not bothering with her coat either.
In about two hours or so the sun will be coming up and the street will be busy with people heading for work. Knowing my wife, she’ll be perfectly happy to stay on the corner, nude in broad daylight.
To be continued.
