Lori 2 Becoming a Hotwife

An e-mail came the next Friday. Then she was to leave at lunch and find a specific adult bookstore and to parade herself as if she were there to be a whore for whoever wanted to enjoy her mouth or hand. She only knew one that was down towards the poorer side of the city, a fifteen minute walk from her office. She called to see if the store was even open, and when a man picked up, she was flustered and put the phone down. She looked it up in the phonebook and was sure that it was the place she was thinking of. She left early for lunch and walked a half mile out of her way to get to it, wanting to be sure she would not see anyone she worked around or any others from the downtown complexes. She wanted to be anonymous.

She finally glanced the building from the neon sign in front. She saw that there was a few men milling outside the front. This she found awkward, but accommodated the request by sliding in through the side door and unbuttoning her blouse from the top and then the bottom so one button held her top together and her swelling tits stood on display and she tucked up her skirt so that her ass cheeks were showing. She wanted to call Jim. She wanted Jim to assure her, but she knew that if she was to complete this, it was up to her and not Jim; it was her new interest’s wants, and hers. Lori had no idea if this was the meeting or if this was another request. She pulled the e-mail out and read it before she went further in the stacks of the store.

“There is a porn shop near your work, a place close enough to walk to. Go there at lunch. Show the men there that you want and crave the depravity that they are eager for, show them what you can offer for them, your tits and ass, your bald cunt with your wet lips displayed so that there is no mistaking what a needing neglected wife whore you have become, hungering for men to look and leer at your holes and see you as nothing more than their fantasy cum hole, let them tell you what they want to use you for. Let them see that you are just as eager by touching your cunt, spreading it so that your pink meat shows, letting them see how you enjoy them by running your hands over them. Do this and I will join you shortly.

R.“

Lori stuffed the note into her pocket and strode back to where the jack stalls were, showing porn at a quarter for five minutes. She saw the few stragglers there, men uncertain how to proceed or just bored men trolling to wait for the dancers that began at one, their naked dances set up behind sliding slats that rose and fell as the men feed the coin machines in the wall. She became disoriented, not clear how to proceed but one man approached. He looked at her there, and his grim stare took in the sight of her bare pussy and open blouse. “The bathroom is towards the back.” Lori thought that if this was him, she would run, get out and walk out on her whole intention, she was not confident enough for this, she was a whore but not enough to be this man’s slut, she wanted to believe that at least her tormentor was her equal, even if he was to own her. He had to be more, not the vacant rumpled gangly man that was speaking to her. She edged back and then looked, and others were milling behind him. She looked at his eyes and yet there was nothing knowing there. She had only the words he spoke hitting her, “bathroom, back”. She stumbled back away from the man and only felt along the wall down a hall of doors leading to video booths; the sounds of sucking mouths and screeching howls of fucking blaring through the thin doors. She pushed in the door and while the door closed it had no handle or way to secure it closed and she sat on the toilet and started to amass her thoughts.

She heard even louder the sounds of the videos echoing in the stall, woman clearly getting rammed hard or the gagging throttle of their mouths getting choked by cock meat, the moaning of getting jizz dumped on them. She sat and began to get scared, why, she thought, why did I come here? What am I doing? She closed her eyes and then let herself listen and focus. The crude brutal sounds of the porn videos assaulted her ears and she envisioned the woman getting filled without regard for her needs, gaining her pleasure at some man pumping into her violently and roughly, stuffing her with his fuck meat to get her to cum, wanting the starlet to get her wet nastiness flooding out so that her stud could unload his money shot on her, to drench her ass or mouth or cunt with his cum milk. She kept thinking at that vision as she reached down and ran the length of her finger down between her puffed out twat lips, letting her ring rub up on her clit hood, the tip growing and getting angry and raw. Lori started to saturate her hole, letting her wetness boil up.

She heard the rumbling and then she saw the first cock stuff in through the wall, a crude hole bored open, a shaft that moved into the area, it’s head smeared in a slick wetness, and then another jutted in from the other side, it’s rigid girth bobbing up as it loomed towards her. She never let go of her nub but let her eyes wedge open slightly and opened her mouth and licked at the first cock and then switched over to the other. Only licking at the glans of both the cocks she listened intently as the porn fuck princesses in one of the video booths yelled out for the stud to fuck her hard, stuff his wad up into her. Lori moved her palm against her clit and rubbed herself faster as she sat up and licked farther down one cock and then went back to the other. The men were humping up against the wall separating them and the vibrations rocked the thin barriers of the stall. The door swayed back on its hinges, naturally pulling back on its own weight so that she was partially on view. She caught the eyes of other men looking in, watching as she sat splayed out and rubbing herself off, her mouth alternating between the hard stiff cocks at her mouth. She ignored the men looking at her, only heard their voices as she made out their words. “Suck his cock, yeah, make that dick wet with your mouth…” “Fuck you are nasty little doll aren’t you, hungry for some prick…” “I am going to dump a full week’s worth for you honey, you’ll love it I swear...” “Show us your tits; pull them out for us…” Lori reached up and tore the last button open and pulled her bra open, letting the perverts see how her nipples were thick and full. She started in on the cocks and pulled her hand up to jack one as she sucked the other one, leaning down and trying to taste the balls of both men shoving their jutting cock shafts at her. She could hear the meat of the onlookers being slapped and stroked as she sucked on the two wall cocks.

Her ears and mind was filled with the beating off of the men, her wet sucking mouth and the pounding vocals of porn sluts getting fucked and plunged on the video screens all around her. Each turn she took with the cocks she opened her mouth wider and plugged the invading shaft deeper as she could; knowing that her eyes were welling up and that her mascara was weeping on her cheeks, her saliva coming back out and running over her chin. She thought, if he is here, he will see she is ready for him, ready to become his, willing to do what that took. The first cock began to jerk out, and her mouth began to get a coating of his dump load, the slick white gobs jolting in her mouth and she let up to go back to the other, a wad painting her cheek as she did, then the second cock arched up and she caught a flood of cum pasting across her lips into her mouth and she swallowed quickly letting the dick head spasm his load on her tongue again. The door was wide open now and men where standing jacking at her body as she drank the fresh deposit, snaking the stray strands back between her lips to her tongue with her fingers. Suddenly she was scared and moving up her heel, pushed at the stall door.

Lori was unnerved what she had done, at what she was doing and she pulled her skirt down and tucked her breasts back into her bra, wiped her face with toilet paper, telling herself she was crazy to have done this, she had a good job, a house, what was she thinking. She felt distracted and then dirty for what she allowed herself in for, it was just a fantasy that was getting out of hand. It was filthy and disgusting, showing herself off and sucking cock in a rancid bathroom in a porn shop. She shivered at her actions and stood up on weak legs and then saw to her horror, two more rigid cocks appear in the wall holes and she pulled her blouse together and pushed out through the door, and through the men that groped her as she went back to the side door and ran out into the alley. Everything was mixing around in her mind and she was frightened that someone who knew her would see her in this condition, her face smeared with mascara and her lips swollen from having the men fuck in between her lips. She walked quickly down the alley towards the street, hopeful of getting a cab so she could compose herself and tidy up, for all she knew, cum was still on her face. Jim was her husband, what had he done to get her into this, why was she so intent on being a stranger’s cock whore, even the words repulsed her as she thought them.