1. The Slut And The Bull


    Date: 11/12/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: traderjack45, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    caressing, then pinching, Sally’s nipples. “We want them to stand up like the mannequin’s,” he said. More people outside the window. They were pointing at Sally and she could tell what they were saying – she is no mannequin; she is a real woman. The clerk caressed her legs; he caressed her thighs. There must be 15 or 20 people now, Sally thought, watching him feel me off. He put his fingers into her slit, found her clit covered with her juices, rubbed her clit. Sally closed her eyes and opened her legs for him. This cute boy clerk slipped his fingers up inside Sally’s pussy. Sally reached for the mannequin for support. Where is Bob, she thought. This boy is going to make me cum. He stood behind her, cupped her breast. There were 30, 40 people watching him arouse Sally. He pinched her nipple. She groaned. He rubbed her clit, and she began to fuck his fingers, her hips humping his fingers in her pussy. “Cum for the crowd,” he whispered in Sally’s ear. “Show them that you are a slut just as your husband said.” She was so close to cumming. Her eyes shut, she let him have her. “You are a slut, aren’t you?” he said. She said, “Yes.” And she came. Her legs trembled, and her knees would have collapsed, but he held her, and as her body was filled with the pleasure of orgasm she could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass through his jeans. And the crowd, now maybe seventy-five strong, applauded for Sally. As Bob walked Sally out of Hustler Hollywood, the crowd crowded around ...
    her, and as they pressed in against her she could feel hands on her body. They all wanted to feel her. “You are very popular, you know,” Bob said to her. “Do you want me to be naked?” Sally asked Bob. “Not yet. But let’s take a picture of you in this crowd, and I will send it to Jack.” So Bob took a photo of Sally in the press of the crows with his phone and sent it to Jack. Jack was lying on his bed again, looking at the naked photos of his wife in the erotica catalog when his phone whistled an incoming text. He opened the text and saw his wife. In the photo Bob sent him, he saw Sally’s breasts and nipples. He could see her pussy that he had shaved maybe an hour ago. He saw the crowd pressing in around her, and a hand groping his wife’s breast. And he knew Bob was doing what he loved to do – showing off his wife in public. And Jack knew it turned Sally on. And he knew it turned him on too. His cock throbbed in its cage. His phone whistled again. A short note – “The crowd applauded your wife when she came for them.” Jack waited for another note. He wanted there to be another note. He wanted to be included in, but Bob was excluding him more and more. Bob was slowly bringing Jack’s wife under his control. And in the process, Bob was exercising more control over Jack. It was not overt, but Jack knew that whatever Bob wanted Sally would do, and because Sally would do it, Bob knew Jack would say okay. Jack went downstairs, got a beer out of the fridge, sat at the kitchen table where ...
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