Chapter 17 Chrissie sees Magic Mike again

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Chapter 17 Chrissie sees Magic Mike againChapter 17Chrissie sees Magic Mike againIt’s difficult making polite conversation with a guy whose wife is quiteobviously getting drilled by someone else in the room directly above butI’ve got firsthand experience being cuckolded and it’s happened rightbefore my eyes a few times. Furthermore, the Australian I was sharing asofa with had married my mother and any man who did that with his eyeswide open would know how unlikely it would be that she would remainfaithful. Nevertheless, I did have some sympathy for him. He had, afterall, been in a plane for over 20 hours and thought he would pleasantlysurprise his wife by visiting.”Look Paul, mommy didn’t know you were coming and decided to invite afriend over last night,” I said. “She’ll be finished soon and Kate and Iwill leave you alone with her.””Wait, I don’t understand, is your mother my wife?” Paul asked with aconfused look on his face. “I thought she was up here visiting her sonwho was recovering from an operation on his chest.””Her son left a few years ago,” Kate replied on my behalf. “Chrissie hasreplaced him and the operation was on his breasts not his chest.””Now I’m completely confused,” said Paul to Kate. “Are you having me on?Is this all meant to take my mind off the fact that my wife is gettingher brains screwed out upstairs? Do you always walk around the housedressed like a slut? At least you should have the decency to put a robeon over your bra and knickers.””This is just my work uniform,” Kate said with a laugh. “Your wife andChrissie here wear the same thing every day. Soldiers, pilots and copshave uniforms too. Why shouldn’t hookers?””What are you talking about?” Paul said, becoming more irate. “My wifeisn’t a hooker. You two may be but not my wife. She’s not some cheap slutwho’ll fuck anybody for money.””You’re right,” Kate said. “She certainly doesn’t come cheap. Punters pay£500 a go for her. They get their money’s worth too. Because she’s maturewe keep her on a light schedule and try to keep her to ten throws a day,but she’s had 11 or 12 on the real busy days.””Chrissie here is our new star performer,” she said, proudly patting myknee. “He’s done 15 blokes in a day and every one of them left with asmile. That’s even better than I’ve ever done and I’ve been in thebusiness for ten years.”The sounds of wild sex died down upstairs and I could hear movement onthe stairs. Luke walked into the living room nonchalantly wearing just apair of boxer shorts followed by mommy who had slipped on an oversize t-shirt. Her innocent look was somewhat spoilt by a trickle of what lookedlike cum on her upper thigh.”Sorry if we made too much noise just now,” Luke said, looking around theroom. “I had a rocket in my pocket when I woke up this morning and I justhad to bury it somewhere.””Hi Luke,” I said, whilst remaining seated. “I want you to meet Paul.He’s my mom’s husband and just came up from Australia on a surprisevisit. I don’t know if you know Kate either. We work together.”Mommy just stood by the doorway with her mouth agape. I had never seenher so stunned in her life. But it didn’t take her long to recover fromher initial shock and I could see her mind working as she struggled withhow to explain herself to the man she had married.”Paul, it’s wonderful to see you, but you should have told me that youwere coming,” mommy said. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood thanks to Lukehere. You know how furious I can get when you do something completelyunexpected. You should thank Luke for relaxing me this morning.”Paul canlı bahis continued sitting with a baffled look on his face, renderedspeechless by my mother’s comments. It looked like he was attempting aretort, but mommy interrupted it.”I said you should thank Luke for putting me in a good mood,” mommy saidin a sterner voice. “Where are your manners? Did you leave them down inSydney? Say thank you to Luke and be nice about it.””Uh, thank you Luke,” he replied in a stammer, his face reddening inembarrassment.”That’s not good enough,” mommy said in a louder voice. “Thank Luke forfucking me this morning and putting me in a good mood so I didn’t getangry at you.””Thank you Luke for fucking my wife this morning and putting her in agood mood,” Paul said in a barely audible voice before turning to facehis wife. “Is that good enough honey?””That’s good enough,” she replied. “Now Luke made my pussy a mess thismorning and it’s got to be nice and clean for all the nice men who aregoing to fuck it today so why don’t we go upstairs so you can make it allshiny and buff it with your tongue. Luke, we’ll leave the door open soyou can come in and get your clothes.””I guess I can’t come back tonight now that your husband is here,” Lukesaid with a hint of disappointment in his voice.”Don’t be silly,” mommy said. “Paul will make us a nice meal after I getoff work. I think Chrissie has a roll out bed downstairs which Paul canopen up in the kitchen so he won’t disturb us. That way it will be easyfor him to wake up and make us coffee in the morning.””Now come here and give me a going away kiss before I let my husbandclean up the mess you made,” mommy said to Luke before turning to herhusband. “Go upstairs Paul and take off your clothes and wait for me.”After mommy and Luke kissed and her husband had scampered up the stairs,Kate caught her attention before she also left the room.”I want to talk to you,” Kate said to mommy with some authority in hervoice. “First of all, I am going to overlook the fact that one of yourclients is getting freebees but you have to understand there are going tobe changes here. First of all, Chrissie and I are moving into the masterbedroom and you are moving your stuff into the guest bedroom. I want thatdone before we come home tonight. Another thing, you know that kinkystuff you have going on with Chrissie? That’s not happening anymore. I’mthe one in charge of him now. You’ve got your hands full anyway now.””One more thing,” Kate added. “Your complicated private life isn’t goingto get in the way of your job. I want you there fresh and sparkling everymorning. The guys you fuck for money are far more important than the onesyou fuck for fun. If I so much as detect anything less than completeprofessionalism on your part, I’m going to have Derek immediatelytransfer you to one of his less than salubrious establishments in theeast end and you’ll be banging whoever walks through the door for 12hours a day until you have to use a mobility vehicle to get to work. Isthat clear?””That’s absolutely clear, Kate,” mommy said, looking thoroughlychastised. “I’m really happy you are going to be here too. Chrissieshould be over the moon to have you in his life. I guess I’ll have to getused to having Paul do all those kinky things Chrissie and I used to do.”After mommy and Luke had left the room we sat together for a while on thesofa with Kate’s arm over my shoulder. Even though I can’t performsexually I still have an intense sexual interest. The sight of Kate’slong stocking clad legs and her taught body bahis siteleri was as beautiful as anythingI had ever seen. Without saying a word I lowered myself to the floor andbegan kissing the tops of her stockings and her bare thighs, while sheplayed with my hair. After a while I looked up to her beautiful face.”I’m sure I’ve got things that will fit you upstairs,” I said. “I’ve alsogot new stockings and clean bras and knickers you can wear. I have noproblem going into the room even though mommy and her husband are thereand getting stuff.””Let’s take a shower first,” Kate said. “There is one question I have toask you first. Is that empty glass by the toilet there for what I thinkit’s there for?””You’re very perceptive,” I said. “But if we go into the shower there’sno reason we have to use the glass.”Five hours later it was early afternoon and I had just cleaned myselfafter a client left, touched up my makeup and put on some new lipstick.It was a busy day and I had lost track already of how many men I had seenor how many intense hormonal rushes had gone through my body. That alonewas more physically challenging than the sex I was having because,although they were pleasurable beyond belief, the frequency of them wasincreasing under Tracie’s new treatment and they were literally beginningto sap my strength. I noticed the ribbon on the door of my room,indicating a client was waiting inside and opened the door to see whatsort of surprise faced me. Lying on the bed was the majestic figure ofMagic Mike, the man with the huge magic wand and a legend in the brothel,and my first repeat customer.I almost jumped on the bed and sat next to him by his waist and tucked mylegs underneath me. I lifted the sheet and took a peak at his prodigiouslove tool. I was glad he wasn’t the first man to see me today. I was atleast somewhat stretched out, as opposed to the last time when he had meas my first client for the day.”Can I please suck on it for a bit?” I asked demurely, holding it in mymanicured hand.”As you said please, how could I refuse your request,” he replied withthe confidence well endowed men naturally had. “Pay attention to my ballstoo and make my cock rock hard because this time I am going to fuck youlike you’ve never been fucked before.”I didn’t fully remember the following thirty minutes. When he first drovehis cock in me I was hit with a rush that almost made me loseconsciousness and turned me into a writhing pleasure machine that meteach thrust of his with one of my own. I don’t remember what I said but Ithink I was begging him at one point to fuck me harder. I was almosttaken to the point of u*********sness. When he finally shot his hot loaddeep inside me I was left completely limp and soaked with perspiration.The sheets were wet with my sweat and I was stuck motionless with my headin the pillow and my empty ass in the air.You would think that was it but it wasn’t. If Magic Mike had asked me tokiss him on the lips I would have recoiled and run from the room indisgust. That may seem contradictory, but it isn’t. What I crave iscomplete and utter submission. I don’t want romance; I want to feel usedby someone superior to me, treated like a mere fuck toy which isdiscarded after it serves its purposes. That is what triggers thehormonal rushes in my body. First he took me like a bitch and the nextthing he did was to take it to a different plain. I was in a state ofutter bliss. He not only dominated me. He humiliated me. He pushed abutton in me that only mommy and Kate knew existed.He gave me two hard güvenilir bahis raps on my head with his knuckles, which brought meback to reality. When I looked up his semi-hard cock was dangling infront of my face as he stood on his knees on the bed.”Clean it, you filthy bitch,” he said arrogantly. “Use your tongue to getthat nasty shit off. Take your time and do a good job.”I looked up at it and saw his prick was covered with a mixture of lube,cum and tiny bits of my own excrement that his huge member had drawn out,despite my daily morning enema. I started at the base, using my mouth toclean his cock and forcing myself not to gag as I tasted a combination ofmy own shit and the residue of the men who had previously used me thatday and the lube they coated their dicks with. My breathing became deepas I tried to fight off another strong hormonal surge, but it waspointless. It engulfed me and I felt my chest flush as I overcame therevulsion I initially felt and allowed the hormones to rush through me.My head spun as my reluctance turned to eagerness and I began to lap upthe scum, savouring the taste that only moments ago I revolted against. Iheld his prick in my hand and ran my tongue repeatedly over the shaftmaking sure that it completely clean of my residue and finallyconcentrated on the helmet, taking it fully in my mouth and running mytongue around it and sucking it till it sparkled, gladly swallowing thedisgusting mixture of cum, shit and lube. I looked up at him withsubmissive devotion after I finished my humiliating task and saw asuperior smirk on his face.”I’m not done with you,” he said with a look of superiority. “You are onenasty bitch and I’m going come back again and again until I have fuckedyou out.”He got dressed as I remained on the bed, the taste lingering in my mouth.Once he had put his jacket on he seemed to have an afterthought andreached into his trouser pocket, pulled out a pink £50 note and tossed iton the bed. When the door closed on his departure I shook my head toclear my thoughts and scampered to the bathroom to clean up. The day wasfar from over and I was already exhausted.The rest of the afternoon was a blur until Kate came in my room after thelast customer left. She slipped off her panties and climbed on the bed,straddling my face and smearing her love juices around my mouth and then,with a push of vaginal muscles, ejected the remnants of the cum hernumerous customers had shot into her on my tongue. I could hear herbreathing become as laboured as mine although with my head snuggledbetween her thighs I couldn’t see if she was becoming flushed with thesame sort of rushes I experienced all day. But I could sense it. Herentire body seemed as hot as mine.Finally she lifted her leg and stretched and came next to me taking me inher arms. I instinctively reached for the sheet to wipe her juices off myface but she playfully swatted my hand away.”I want you to smell like me not just to taste me,” she said. “Just letit dry on your face and try not to wash it off for awhile.””Did you get the same rushes I did today?” I asked. “How did Tracie’sshots affect you?””Fuck, I actually got into sex,” she replied. “That’s the first timethat’s happened in years. I felt like I was on fire. I’m just as addictedas you now.””If you still want to watch the tapes of me, then you should see mysession with Magic Mike today,” I said laughing. “It was like I was on adifferent planet. Planet submission in the humiliation universe.””We’ll watch it later in bed together,” she replied. “By the way, yourmommy had a new client today. It was her husband, Paul, and he was thelast to see her which makes me suspect he did his second clean up of theday. Just think of the jism that swimming around in his tummy now.”

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