Hope and Dale seemed to be a beautiful and happily married couple.
Hope was 5’6 with dark brown hair, deep blue eyes, long legs for her height, and ample breasts and hips. Her tailor last measured her at 36D, 26, 36, perfect for an LA girl with Lebanese and Mexican heritage. Often compared to Jessica Alba, she thought she more closely resembled the Mexican actress Carolina Miranda.
Dale was 6 feet tall with curly dark hair and brown eyes, a mix of Greek and Persian professional parents that had settled a long time ago in the Los Angeles suburbs.
Together for five long years, they had a lot in common. High-end clothing, luxury cars, a beautiful house in the hills above Los Angeles, and two careers: he an accountant and she a corporate lawyer.
Despite outward appearances, they kept innocent secrets. Dale, as an accountant, liked numbers and the idea of randomness. He liked to bet: sports, markets, real estate. He rarely lost. It was an innocent hobby, but one that Hope would find reckless and would not “get.”
Hope, as an attorney, liked to study human nature. One hobby of hers was to watch strangers in public places. She could never share this with Dale. He’d find it strange, more becoming of a stalker than a corporate lawyer.
She had another secret: Dale was too perfect: lean, athletic, big arms, but boring. It was the same script. Dinner, a drink or two, time on the couch, kisses, and then boring sex for twenty minutes. Beautiful but boring.
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On a warm Wednesday afternoon in the spring, Hope had completed some paperwork related to the purchase of a company named Acre. The documentation was straightforward and it looked like a standard bid scenario. Several anonymous purchasers and one winner, announced that evening. She reviewed it quickly, signed it and filed it. The terms looked shady but legal.
Someone was about to win big.
Her downtown LA office was quiet from the soon-to-be-completed Acre deal. The hallways lacked the hustle of the past few weeks.
Maybe it was time to even celebrate closing the deal.
She had on a cream skirt and blouse set with a short walnut blazer and mahogany heels. Perfect for a hot day.
It was a perfect chance to get out to the mall and get some coffee. At the mall, one family restrained their small child while an old couple meandered down the hallway. A 7-foot-plus NBA player held hands with a short Asian girlfriend. Hope quickly imagined how they have sex, smiling to herself, and moving on.
A tall man approached her and complimented her on her hair and deep blue eyes. He noted a striking resemblance to Jessica Alba. A lame line (Jessica Alba’s eyes are brown), but Hope took the compliment, smiling and kept walking.
She went to the lingerie store Honey Birdette. She saw the blacks, charcoals, and blues, but settled on a burgundy thong and lace combo that lifted her plump breasts and outlined her butt cheeks. Two hundred fifty dollar impulse purchase completed.
She went to a mall dressing room and changed into her new set, throwing her bag away. She looked into the bathroom mirror, exposing a bra strap out of her shirt and returned to the mall. The burgundy on her tan shoulder drew a warm tone.
Exiting the mall, she walked down a hot concrete street by the Los Angeles River. Just taco stands and a Korean restaurant but nothing dark with air conditioning.
Looking across the street, she saw the darkened entrance to the Pink Palm, a gentleman’s club with a lunch special. A bouncer in all black stood at the entrance. The AC invitingly called her name.
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Hope loved strip clubs for people watching. It amazed her that these girls could dance in front of customers without inhibition. The hustle, the money-making, the conversations all felt so open and ironically honest in a world full of bullshitters. She heard her heels click at the entrance as the bouncer quickly checked her for weapons and then waived the entrance fee.
She ordered a soda from the busty blonde bartender and took a seat at the stage, watching the women dance on the pole while several men ogled them. A dark-haired Latina took the stage. She was about 5’4, black hair, dark eyes, long lashes, with tattoos on her arms and back. Her breasts looked large, about 36D if Hope had to estimate. Her ears had diamond rings and through her g-string, Hope could see a piercing on her clit.
The dancer’s top came off and three Bay Area tech executives rained what looked like a stack of bills. There were a dark-haired one, a light-haired one, and a bald one.
The dancer got on her knees and put perfectly formed natural breasts in the bald man’s face while the other two laughed and gave a high five. One of the other men smacked her ass while the third one ran his hands through her hair. The dancer shook her tits but and then slipped her g-string onto the floor. She mouthed the lyrics to a Doja Kat song with deep bass playing overhead, keeping eye contact with the bald man.
The dancer came down from the stage and straddled the bald man, rubbing his head and smiling at him, their eyes connecting.
Hope felt her own nipples pulse and a feeling in her stomach quickly rise as she saw the dance. She spread her legs and took a sip of her soda, touching her thighs. She felt her new burgundy thong starting to get moist from sweat and a deep tingle in her pussy.
The dancer turned to Hope and asked her sweetly if she wanted a dance. Hope thought of Dale and how crazy this secret was getting. The dancer sweetly told Hope her name, “Nina,” and came closer.
Hope nodded. The dancer climbed on Hope’s lap and lifted her cream colored skirt to expose more of Hope’s thighs. Connecting the flesh of their thighs, the dancer bit Hope’s ears and shook her hips to the bass overhead.
“You look familiar, are you on tv?” the dancer asked Hope. Hope smiled as she breathed a sweet smell of the dancer’s fragrance.
The three men watched, with the dark and light-haired ones staring at Hope intensely and the bald one checking his phone.
Hope’s nipples were tingling and she was wet, feeling a moist drop roll from her crotch down her thigh. She pulled her blazer to the seat and let the dancer pull down her blouse to expose the top of her chest and burgundy bra. The dance started slow. Nina rolled on Hope’s thighs and leaned her brown nipples to Hope’s mouth. Hope touched a nipple with her nose and then leaned back. Nina put her arms around Hope’s back, leaning her sweaty breasts onto Hope’s face. Nina put a tongue to Hope’s ear and whispered, “VIP for $500?”
Hope looked up into Nina’s eyes and nodded. Nina kissed her ear and put on her top and bottoms.
Standing up, Nina held Hope’s hand while Hope looked at the three men in their chairs. The light-haired man asked the dancer the cost of a group show. Nina asked Hope if she wanted a group experience to which Hope silently nodded.
“It’ll be 500 for each of you,” Nina replied. The men fished through their wallets and formed a line to follow Hope and Nina through a hallway into a dark room with couches and blue, purple, and pink lights overhead.
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The song had changed to a deep bass and a slow underlying thump Hope could not place. Nina lined the patrons in four lounge chairs in a circle. Leaving her outfit on, she took turns slowly dancing for the light haired man, the dark haired man, the bald man, and then Hope. Her moves were slow and rhythmic, enough for Hope to get lost in a trance of beats. Her dark hair waved while her hips shook to each beat.
Hope felt the beat pulse in her nipples and crotch as Nina got to her. The woman was beautiful. Dark hair, dark eyes, big tits, ample hips, Hope leaned back into her chair listening to the beat. Nina hiked Hope’s cream colored skirt past her thighs and her top well below her shoulders. Hope’s burgundy bra and thong were exposed; Hope felt the cool AC of the room on her sweaty body.
Nina kissed Hope’s neck, whispering, “You seem so high class, what do you do?”
“I’m a corporate lawyer,” Hope whispered back.
“That’s a sexy profession,” Nina said with irony.
“Not as sexy as yours,” Hope responded.
“You got a man?” Nina asked.
Fuck, Dale, thought Hope.
“No,” Hope nonchalantly responded.
Nina told the men in the room, “It’ll be another $1000 to go all the way.”
The dark and light-haired men fished through their wallets again while the bald man looked into his phone one more time.
Nina addressed Hope, “Will that be okay with you, sweety?”
Hope, in her chair, skirt pulled up and blouse pulled back, nodded again.
Nina put a silk blindfold on Hope. Hope felt the smooth fabric cover her eyes as some sweat dripped down her shoulders and thighs. Hope’s nipples were pulsing, and her pussy felt a deep heat inside it.
Hope felt a nipple go in her mouth as a feminine hand pulled her thong off. The hand reached two fingers to her pussy lips and rubbed the edges lightly to spread wet drops around the exterior. Hope felt a set of lips touch hers and touched her nose to Nina’s nose.
Hope reached her hands out to the dark room and felt two belt buckles within arms’ length. She felt the belts getting unclipped and slacks quickly dropping. Her hands felt the legs of two muscular men. One was pretty hairy and the other not as much. Cocks came out and were guided into Hope’s hands. Hope started stroking with both hands.
She heard a comment, “How come I got her left hand?” by one of the men, laughing to the other, “and, this one’s got the ring on it!”
Hope stroked faster and realized one of the men was much larger than the other. She estimated 7 inches in her right hand and 6 inches in her left hand. The bigger one was far thicker, but the other one was so hard it felt like it was made of stone.
Hope felt two feminine fingers go into her pussy as a nipple went into her mouth. Hope mouthed a muffled moan as the fingers repeatedly entered to the beat. Hope stroked the two cocks to the beat, surprised by her ambidexterity. She reached out to feel the men’s balls. The guy with the big dick also had big balls. This observation was not very ironic to Hope. Hope moaned as the fingers continued to enter and she felt a keep kiss on her neck.
She felt a third body lean on Nina and felt Nina’s sweaty body push her deeply into the lounge chair. The third man had gotten behind Nina and was about to enter her doggystyle. Hope felt her pussy touch Nina’s as Nina was pushed into her. Hope felt Nina’s pussy get lightly penetrated by the tip of a very fat cock. She could tell how big it was because of how much Nina’s hips had to stretch to take it. Hope felt some juice drip from Nina’s pussy to her own pussy as Nina bit Hope’s ear.
Hope continued to stroke the two cocks. One of them was huge and the other felt like made of stone. Like a stone dildo.
Hope felt Nina get pushed into her with the overhead beat. The man had pushed in and then gone deep quickly. His fat cock pushed in and out in rhythmic rolls. She could feel his hands on Nina’s hips and hear Nina squeal while Nina bit Hope’s ears. The two fingers had expanded to three fingers in Hope’s pussy. Hope felt the fingers come in with each thrust of the man into Nina.
Still in the silk blindfold, Hope leaned her head back and felt the big dick leave her hand. She felt a male hand on her head and the large head of her cock to her lips. Hope kissed the tip and then took the shaft into her mouth.
Nina’s hips were rocking and she was squealing. Hope sucked the shaft that was in her mouth.
Then, Hope felt a cock tip go into her pussy, right next to the female fingers. It slid in easily and stretched her out. Hope leaned back and felt the alternating penetration and a push from Nina, as the man took turns on the two pussies.
Hope moaned. Nina squealed as she shook her hips. She screamed a name that Hope had not heard and her hips and thighs wobbled.
“Hit me deep, baby, hit me deep,” Nina squealed.
Hope whispered to Nina, “Is he deep? Are you cumming?”
Hope smacked Nina’s ass hard. The sound reverberated through the room.
Nina whispered, “Yes, baby, yes.” Nina shook in ecstasy as she dismounted Hope and stood behind her, caressing her chest from behind.
Nina whispered, “What turns you on, baby? People taking turns on you?”
Hope nodded.
Hope felt a very thick cock go into her pussy. Taking awareness of her senses, she felt Nina caressing her from behind, a long thick cock in her mouth, a fat cock in her pussy, and a stone hard cock in her left hand.
The fat cock penetrated Hope for about 20 pulses, stretching her. She relaxed into the pulses feeling the stretch with each thrust. After 20 pulses, Hope felt the cock pull out of her pussy and move to her right hand. She gave it long methodical strokes.
A longer, thick cock next entered Hope’s pussy. It went in easily and pushed with speed. Hope reached out and grabbed a muscular back pushing into her.
The cock hit deep, much deeper than the fat one. It hit so deep it shook her abdomen. Hope felt her pussy stretch while it dripped on this cock. The cock penetrated for another 30 to 40 pulses, pulling out and being guided to Hope’s mouth. Hope wrapped her lips on the wet cock as she jerked the fat one.
Hope’s pussy was on fire.
She felt the long thick cock pull out of her pussy. She took a breath to anticipate what was next.
She felt a stone-hard cock enter her pussy. This one was unexpected as it curved upward and into her. It was so rigid it didn’t feel human. The head pushed through her wet pussy, lightly dragging on her pussy walls. This one was deep and powerful with slow deep thrusts. This one was something she had never experienced. It was going so deep.
The other amazing thing was that every thrust from this cock felt exploratory. The cock was exploring every tiny part of her pussy and pushing in. There was something warm, gentle, but firm about this cock.
“Cum for us,” Hope heard Nina whisper in her ear.
Hope felt a thrust and the silk on her blindfold. She felt Nina behind her and cocks in her mouth, pussy, and hand. It was a lot, and her pussy was on fire. In heat, she shook into the chair as she felt Nina’s hands on her nipples and the cock curving into her pussy, exploring her and penetrating her soul.
Hope heard a voice say, “Can we paint her nipples?” She nodded, knowing what that meant.
The man pushing into her pussy told the group, “Guys, I don’t think we should nut. It’s bad luck to nut before a transaction closes.”
The other two men laughed as the man who spoke pushed his stone hard cock into Hope’s pussy, dragging the tip through with each thrust.
“Don’t be so superstitious, Ali, you have too much cultural baggage,” the bald man said condescendingly to the man inside Hope’s pussy.
Hope felt the tip of the fat cock touch the tip of her left nipple and pull away. She heard a deep moan while Nina kissed her ear. The man continued to moan as Hope felt splashes of warm, sticky liquid hit her nipples. This was definitely the bald guy. This was the boss.
Hope continued to suck the cock in her mouth. She felt a hand grab her cheeks as he thrust into her mouth. He told her how good her tongue and lips felt and pushed in, holding the head against her tongue. Hope opened her mouth and felt splashes of warm thick liquid hit her lips, jawline, and bust.
“Fuck,” the man exclaimed, “fuck, that feels so good, baby, fuck.” Big cock was the guy with the light hair. Clearly, the white guy was number two. Clearly, he had no understanding of how to talk to women.
The man with the stone cock then tenderly asked Hope how she felt and grabbed her hips. He pushed his cock in deep into Hope’s soul. He was like 6 inches but went so deep. He was harder than the others. This was clearly the dark-haired, brown-skinned guy, number three who does all the work.
“Do you feel good, sweetie?” he asked as he pushed in.
Sweetie? Hope thought; she pulsed and shook with the tender tone.
Hope nodded to the man and felt explosions in her pussy as the man hit it deeply with his same consistent rhythm and rock hard depth. She felt two female fingers still caressing her nipples, rubbing warm liquid across her bust and into her burgundy bra. Hope’s hips shook, and thighs wobbled.
The man held his stone-hard cock inside her pussy as he held her hips. Hope smiled. The man shook, and Hope could feel his rigid cock quake inside her as he shot five repeated streams of warm thick liquid into her. Her pussy quivered with each drop of thick liquid pushed into her. She felt his head release one more load and then pull out. She felt semen drip out of her pussy onto her thighs. She felt him give her a kiss on her forehead. A huge fucking load larger than one she had ever experienced before.
When Nina removed the blindfold, Hope looked around the room. Pink and purple lights lit up streaks of semen on her chest, and thighs. She was still quivering, still cumming from getting fucked properly and deeply. Her burgundy thong was on the ground between her heels.
Nina gave Hope a light kiss. Nina licked Hope’s bust and jaw and thanked the men. She made a point to spread their semen between her and Hope.
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The men got quickly dressed. Only the dark-haired one looked into Hope’s eyes. There was a connection. Hope’s pussy quivered again at the thought of how he used her.
The men all got onto their phones. In a flash, the men’s stress level went from 1 to 10. Something about the transaction was off.
“Fuck,” exclaimed the bald one, “I told you we could lose the Acre deal, this fucking sucks, what are we going to do? I may have to lay you all off.”
Hope, intrigued, continued to listen.
“I told you it was bad luck to nut,” said the dark-haired one.
“Ali, you are a superstitious asshole,” said the light-haired one.
“You’ll all be out of jobs tomorrow,” the bald one barked.
They left in a huff.
Nina looked at Hope with a smile. Hope looked through her purse, but Nina told her she would comp the experience.
“You did good, girl,” Nina told Hope with a hug.
As Hope exited the club, she realized the sun had moved significantly through the sky. It was late afternoon. With nothing to do, Hope returned home.
As she got home, Fuck, Dale, thought Hope. She went to the bathroom mirror to check her blouse and bra. Stained but acceptable. Her makeup was messed up and her hair was roughed up. Her thighs were red. Her face and bust were flushed.
She got out of the bathroom and saw Dale in the hallway.
“My dear!” he exclaimed, “how was your day?”
My dear, such an Arabic pet name, thought Hope to herself, so boring and so consistent.
Hope was a little annoyed that Dale could not sense anything was wrong. Her body was literally still tingling from the last hour. She had gotten fucked by three guys and a stripper. She felt waves of current going through her body as if electrified. But, Dale noticed nothing out of place.
“It was intense,” Hope responded a little quietly, avoiding eye contact, “there was a tight deal deadline but I handled it.”
Hope changed the subject, “How was your day, Dale?”
“Amazing, my dear! I put a bid on this company Acre. You know I like numbers. My odds were 1-100. I put a $100k deal and we are now walking away with ten million dollars!!!”
“I killed it, my dear. No, we killed it,” Dale exclaimed.
A knot tightened in Hope’s stomach while her body continued to tingle. She quickly thought about how deep the men went into her, about the splashes of warm liquid all over her body and Nina’s voice in her ears.
“Dale, no I did not know you liked numbers” hope exclaimed intensely, “did you literally invest $100,000 into some venture without telling me? How long were you lying to me about this? When were you gonna tell me if this didn’t go through?
Dale looked into her eyes and dropped his eyes.
Hope continued, “What other things are you lying to me about, Dale? Are you hiding money? Is there other stuff that I should know about?”
Dale responded, “You’re right, that was really fucked up to lie to you about this. Is there something that I can do to make this up?
Hope responded coldly, “no, I think you’ve told me everything about this. I am really upset about the fact that you took our money and put it into something without telling me.“
“I will make it up to you, honey. I bought you that new S-class Mercedes that you were eyeing,” Dale responded. He then handed her a box, which she opened and it contained a beautiful golden Cartier necklace. He put the necklace delicately on her neck.
Hope forgave Dale. She moved into his arms for a hug. He mentioned how good she smelled. And she looked up into his brown eyes for a kiss.
He complimented her on her burgundy lingerie and cream colored top, asking if she dressed up for him. She nodded.
He lifted her and took her to the couch, where he kissed her deeply, spread her legs in missionary position, and put his cock into her pussy deeply. He was as big as the biggest one from earlier. He poked the tip in quickly and penetrated deeply and immediately. She was still a little sore from earlier hut likes the attention.
She looked into his inquisitive eyes and felt his big cock slam her. Same position, same big dick stretching her out, same angle and rhythm as last time. Same deep thrusts, deep and stretching her wide.
She felt a nudge on her left hip as Dale’s right hand flipped her so she was on fours. He slid into her pussy, slamming it deep and filling it. She felt a stretch and a squeeze as her back arched to receive his cock. His balls pushed against her labia. His huge hands held her hips.
What a nice surprise.
Her pussy lit on fire as she shook again.
“Cum for me, my dear,” Dale said as he pushed in.
She let out two moans as he shot streams of semen into her. It was a huge load, seeping onto her thighs. Her mind oscillated between Dale’s eyes and the brown eyes of the man from the VIP room earlier. It was enough to send tingles from her pussy up her spine into her neck. She felt waves of energy as she came again.
“I love you, my dear,” Dale said as he kissed her, looking into her beautiful sky-blue eyes. He pulled his cock out and laid it on her thigh. He was huge.
“I love you too,” Hope said quietly, kissing Dale on the lips and giving him a hug.
“Dale, I have something to tell you too,” Hope said to Dale.
“Yes, anything, my dear,” Dale responded.
“I had a very interesting day and met some interesting people,” Hope said to Dale.
“You know how much I love hearing your stories; I can’t wait to hear it tomorrow,“ Dale responded before going to sleep.
Hope closed your eyes, and realized how lucky she was and how beautiful of a life she lived.
