1. One Trick Penny - Chapter 1


    Date: 3/14/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KrystalClear, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    me to accept money? What do you think I am?” “You’re my wife but I’m willing to pay for something you don’t want to do right now. It’s like paying for any other kind of work.” “You don’t pay me to cook or vacuum the house.” Dave gave me a sarcastic smile, and I could see where this line of argument was going. I currently wasn’t in a job and since Dave made very good money, there was never any pressure to work. Still, I did get an allowance and did the shopping and housework. I decided on a different tact. I’d do the old guilt trip. “Alright, oral for two hundred bucks. Cash.” He stood, went to the dresser and pulled a series of twenties from his wallet, before dropping them on the bed. He lay back down and waited for my response. At first, I thought of throwing the cash back in his face and storming out to the living room. However, I decided to match his game and play martyr. I got between his legs and pulled his shorts down without another word, inserting his cock deeply into my mouth as possible. He reached down to squeeze my breasts, but I pushed his hand away. With his erection working its way down my throat, I managed to mumble, “Uhh ahh.” “OK. Twenty-five to play with your tits.” I was starting to get pissed and decided to see how far he'd go. I pulled his manhood from between my lips and said, “More.” “Fifty to handle to the tattas.” “Deal.” His cock reentered my mouth, and he began to rub my boobs. We went on in silence for ten minutes, and though I hated to admit ...
    it, I was starting to get into the act. Dave announced he was about to cum in a loud voice he hadn’t ever used before. The spunk shot down my throat like a freight train through a tunnel; easily one of the most powerful blasts he’d ever produced into my mouth. I managed to swallow a lot, but the rest remained in my mouth, and I used my tongue to dribble the rest back onto his still stiff penis. “Fuckin’ damn it. That was the hottest sex we’ve ever had,” he exclaimed as he lay back prone on the mattress, breathing hard. I stood and took another fifty from his wallet. I held the cash up, not realizing a bead of cum was still on my chin and dripping onto my boobs. “Is this what you want? To see me as a whore? Is that how you think of me?” I realized I didn’t sound wholeheartedly convincing in my condemnation of our little business arrangement. Worse yet, Dave had the biggest shit-eating grin across his smug face. He didn’t say a word, he just continued to smirk in the direction of my crotch. I looked down to see my panties soaked with my own juices. I turned beet red and dropped the money. “I can’t do this. I can’t accept money for sex.” “Why not? You earned it and you have to admit, Stella; this was the hottest sex we’ve had in months.” It took another half-hour of convincing, but in the end, I accepted the money, and we wound up fucking our brains out for the next two-hours; all for gratis. I lost count of the number of orgasms I had; definitely a personal best. I hated to admit ...
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