A New Friend
Copyright© 2025 by NaturalHammer
Chapter 5: A Bed
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 5: A Bed - Emily finds a new friend, that she is drawn to. Pity is that she's a hooker with a secret.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Romantic Lesbian Shemale Fiction Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching FemaleDom Humiliation Cream Pie Prostitution
“I really don’t know about this. It feels bonkers weird.” how I’d let Cindy talk me into this I’d never know.
Just last week I’d given her a blow job in a public car park. I’d taken drugs whilst at work. I was smoking normal cigarettes daily. I’d had that discussion in work with HR. Then I’d had that chat with Cindy that I’d expected to blow up but it, well it just didn’t. The fact that she’d sent the picture to my work had my mind reeling. I still couldn’t get over it, it felt spiteful and vindictive but also I knew it wasn’t. And god the drugs she’d started to introduce to me. Arrrrrggggghhhhh they were good and bad. Somehow it felt like my world was un-wraveling but in a strange controlled way and I didn’t know what to make of it.
I was still very strongly drawn to Cindy, in a mixed friendship and sexual way. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I wanted to touch her, feel her eyes on me, want her attention. It was like I was addicted to the chaos that surrounded her. But even that wasn’t correct, she didn’t have any chaos, she was about the most in control person I’d ever met. Clear about what she wants and needs, not apologetic to anyone. I think it was rubbing off on me, in a good way. In fact everyone that knew me was asking what I was doing differently as I looked so alert and happy.
Over the last two days she’d been moaning about me watching her work one day, learning how to give a correct blow job. After my efforts in the car, I had room for improvement apparently. I’d said that I didn’t want or need to. As she’d pushed more she said that it would look weird with me just sitting or standing in the room, watching as she worked. So bizarrely, she’d come up with this idea, somehow it had stuck and here I was. Thursday evening, Chris knew I was going to be late and yup I’d put that tiny cheap white thong on that she’d asked me to.
She laughed, I wasn’t impressed and told her, “This is so stupid.” and I started getting back out of the bed. We were in a hotel room, and I was half in and half out of the bed.
She put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me back into it, tutting “It’ll be ok, we’ll work this out. Ummm it’s not how I imagined it.”
My turn to tut and I said, “How the hell did you ever imagine your friend getting into a bed to watch you having sex with your customers?” as I started to shuffle down the bed, pulling the sheet up over my body. My skirt was riding up as I moved and I was fighting to keep it in place. I also felt how lovely my legs felt in these stockings with the bed sheets all around, realising I’d never done this before. Go under the covers with my legs covered sexily like this. She’d told me “do dress up to get into the mood.” We’d discussed it over text and here I was, in the same clothes I’d been in at work all day. A knee length skirt, I wasn’t getting in trouble again, black stockings connected to a garter underneath. That cheap white thong, a matching white bra and a smart white blouse.
“Gimme your heels.”
Oh yer that was probably a good idea. A bit of a fiddle with the buckles, pulling them off, I handed them to her. She put them on the bedside table near my head. Something about that also looked a little sexual. I dunno why, but seeing my strappy leather 3 inch sandals sitting there, almost winking at me.
She then prodded a bit more as I pulled the sheet up, “You sure you don’t want to take some more off?”
“No thank you Ms.” replying to her stupid question, “I still can’t believe I’m doing this.” Looking around the small simple room, “You sure you won’t be on this bed, it’s not that big?”.
She laughed, “One of us may sit on the end of it, but this is a blowjob only session.”
Christ that all on its own sounded bonkers. She was going to suck someone off right there, somewhere in front of me and be paid for it. I was going to watch a prostitute right there in front of me. I was about to ask her, again, how she was going to explain me to them, as her ‘don’t worry they’ll like it’ still made no sense. But there was a knock on the door. My blood froze, was this it?
She simply smiled and stood straight, pushing her tits out and stepping forward towards the door. At the same time under the covers I started to ‘make myself decent’, legs together, skirt pulled down, make sure the sheet covers everything. She opened the door before checking that I was ready and it started.
I don’t really know what I expected but it all did happen in a blur. He hardly said anything. She explained me away as a friend that wanted to watch, he didn’t even shrug. He handed her money before the door was even closed. They moved more into the room, confirmed that she was going to suck him off, and she dropped to her knees. His cock was soon out and straight into her mouth. She swallowed the entire thing instantly, which he loved. In what seemed like seconds he was moaning deeply to her. He glanced my way once, then continued with his eyes closed.
It was obvious when he was coming, but only from his sounds and movements. I saw no cum from him at all. Cindy, with absolute professionalism, swallowed it all, then licked him clean before she tucked his cock away.
I was surprised at her sort of customer service check at the end. Hearing her ask him if he was satisfied and would he want to come again was almost comical. His replies confirming that she’d done a wonderful job and, yes, he was coming back again. The entire interaction couldn’t have lasted more than 4 minutes, I wanted to check my watch but didn’t dare move.
I had questions but they were going to have to wait. As the door opened for him to leave another man was already there waiting. They stepped past each other with the new man closing the door behind him.
As soon as the door was closed again, I realised that I hardly even noticed what the first man even looked like, let alone his cock. I was still in shock that this was happening right before my very eyes. This time I tried to take more in but his smirk in my direction when Cindy explained that I wanted to watch tripped me up. His cock was in my friend’s mouth again before I’d even noticed. Was time different in this room, how I was missing so much?
It soon slowed down when I noticed his eyes locked onto mine as Cindy sucked away. I wanted to pull the cover over my head and hide like a child does when caught doing something naughty. However, there was something about his smirk and eyes that almost hypnotised me.
It caught my breath when he spoke directly to me, “You like perving on men getting their cocks sucked, do you darling?”. Cindy made a noise, that may have been a chuckle but with her mouth full of cock it was hard to tell what she said. He closed his eyes a second, revelling in the feelings before looking back at me. “Ohhh Cindy you really are masterful at this.” his hand now lightly resting on her head.
I watched his eyes open wide and his mouth gape as I could see his orgasm approaching. My gaze was fixed on his face and the noises his throat was now making were quite a spectacle. There was something so perverted about watching another human orgasm. Sharing in their most intimate moment. I watched the skin on his face tighten, his eyes almost glazed over more and a deep groan emanated from him as he was obviously now spurting this cum into my friend’s throat. I watched his head, neck and back almost spasm as he released his seed to her.
It was quite a sight to share, one that had my nipples tingling and my pussy throbbing. Time sped up as they tidied up. Again hardly anything was said though he clearly liked knowing I was watching. A little wink from him in my direction as he completed his customer service survey, and then he left.
I was relieved that when the door opened there was no one barging in instantly. Cindy closed the door, turned to me, and leaned against it with a very big grin on her face. I didn’t know what to say, I had so many questions. She answered some of them, before I even asked them, “I love knowing that I’m helping them. Relieving their stress. Giving them a good, quick time. No wifey bullshit, doing it because she has to. I feel powerful, like I guess a doctor, helping someone at their time of need.”
I got it nodding, I opened my mouth to ask a question but there was a knock on the door that caught us both out. Cindy didn’t move a second, giving the time to ask “How’d they know to come here and...”
She smirked, “A friend is helping me at the moment. This is all for you Emily.”
I was confused and about to ask more, but she grinned and turned, opening the door. In stepped another man, this one was also interested in the weird head in the bed, he kept looking over at me. Not starring as much as the last one but he did keep looking at me.
Cindy was again expertly bringing him close when there was a knock on the door. An impatient next customer? Neither of them paid the knock any heed, instead simply continuing until Cindy had her third load of cum in her stomach.
As she was onto the fourth cock, I started to wonder about Cindy. It was amazing at how smoothly she was working through them but I wondered how turned on she was, if at all. I started to notice more. With this man Cindy’s one hand was on his ass as the other cupped his balls. She wasn’t just sucking his cock, she was quite active with the entire process, like she was really enjoying it. Or was it all an act to make them cum quicker? If she was feeling anything like me, she would be really turned on. It was sexy as fuck watching your friend plough through these 4 men in mear minutes.
02 - Fifth
When the fifth man came in I knew something was going to be different. He was instantly more assertive. The other four had allowed me to relax but my guard went up when he almost immediately demanded to see my body. Cindy moved him on in seconds with a “You knew the game when you came here, now behave.” He nodded and smiled, looking between both of us.
However that was short lived as he then demanded to see Cindy’s cock. She had no problem with his request and stripped her skirt off in seconds, pulling her panties to one side allowing her cock to spring free. He was very pleased and had her sit on the bed as his hands moved around her cock. It was a complete mind fuck watching a grown man running his hands around your girlfriends cock. It was like the laws of physics were being broken or something. I think I actually felt a little jealous watching him playing with it.
His manipulations were making it grow and pulse, this was very different from the other simple blowjobs from moments ago. It was actually extremely arousing and I was wondering what was going to happen when Cindy started to fish his cock out. He laughed, and then really surprised me when he started to bash his cock against hers, in a kind of sword fight. His was smaller but still impressive, I caught myself swallowing hard and licking my lips as he looked at me whilst doing that. His eyes then opened wide and he smiled, Cindy then starting to lick his cock.
She quickly leaned forward and started to swallow him, whilst at the same time her own cock was bobbing between them both. It was a sight that was being burned into my mind. He must have been able to detect the impact it was having on everyone in the room as he tried pushing his luck. “Ugghhhh good” patting Cindy’s head, then to me “Show me your body. Ummmm”
I shook my head a no, and my gaze went back to Cindy’s efforts. His cock now gone, instead a very obvious bulge in her throat. I felt the bed sheet move!
He had some of it in his hand and was pulling. I grabbed the top of it and pulled it tight. He grinned, clearly enjoying the game that was starting. I don’t know if Cindy detected it but suddenly he moaned, “Ohhhh fucccckccc” and his hand let go of the sheet. I could actually hear Cindy’s throat and mouth humming or moaning on his cock. Clearly he was loving whatever it was that she was doing. “Ohhhrrggggg fffucccc” and his hips started to jerk. He was coming. His eyes closed as he, like the others, spewed the contents of his balls into my friend.
It didn’t take long, but clearly he loved it. His eyes opening as he announced, “Fuck, how’d you do that? My god.”
I could see Cindy smirking as she licked him clean. As she tucked his shrinking cock away he asked me if I liked watching that. I didn’t interact with him, instead holding the bedsheet tighter in case he tried something. Even though I was clothed I didn’t want to join this session in any way other than just watching.
He saw himself out, with another 5 star review. As he closed the door Cindy stood with her cock bobbing in front of her. Looking down at it then back at me she smiled, “I have a bit of a problem.”
“I see” I wondered what was next but of course there was a knock on the door again.
I watched her do something amazing. She took her cock and almost bent it into her thong. That’s when I noticed that it wasn’t really a thong. I mean it was from the side and back but the front coverage was bigger and went higher on the hips or something. It was a lot more material than the thong I had on right now. I was amazed as I watched her tuck her cock into it, tightly up on her right hip but covered. It ended up as something that was there but hidden, an obvious bulge, one that you knew what it was but it wasn’t on display.
I was shocked at how easily she managed to put her huge, hard cock away. She simply skirmed and stood, her back to me, her ass cheeks on display, “Doesn’t it hurt to do that?” I had to know.
“Not at all honey.” and she opened the door to her next customer.
03 - Break
Somehow, she managed another three blowjobs before announcing that she now had a scheduled break. She had a drink from a bottle on the side and I managed to sit up in the bed, happy to move a little.
“Did you like watching me?”
“I mean, yer, it was crazy.” I didn’t actually know what to say. She was standing there in her heels, thong and t-shirt with eight loads of cum in her belly. Crazy was the only way I could describe it. “Do you enjoy it?”
She answered by allowing her cock to spring free and up, with a little help from her hand. “What do you think?”
I sniggered, “That’s a yes.” I couldn’t take my eyes off her cock. I realised that I wanted it, that I wanted her. She stepped towards me, very aware of what I was staring at. I loved watching it bob and bounce as she moved. I was drawn towards it also, moving forward on the bed. She stopped short and I reached forward for it, but she backed up so that I could reach it. I pouted, “You tease.”
“Oh god, Emily you wouldn’t believe the self control I have to have right now.”
I didn’t understand, “What?”
Sighed and I saw her cock twitch at the sky, “I’d love nothing more than to ram my hard cock up inside your tight married cunt right now.”
“Ohhh ggawwwwdddd” just hearing her say that, melted my soul.
“But I can’t”
“Oh god, Cindy, what?”
“Men ... we, I, we lose a lot of drive after a cum.”
I instantly understood but didn’t care, “That’s ok. I don’t mind.” and I pushed my boobs together for her.
She closed her eyes, “I need to do this today, Emily.”
I completely didn’t understand, I reached forward and managed to touch her cock before she opened her eyes and jumped back again, with a grin on her face. “Oh you are a naughty girl.”
I giggled, “Ummm Cindy I want you.”
“I know you do. Tell me.” and she put her hands on her hips and thrust her hips towards me.
I moaned at her teasing, “Oh god, Cindy, I’m soaked. I want to feel your cock inside me. I want you.” I was kneeling on the bed and starting to spread my legs, my skirt pulled tight. I was very aware of that I was begging my girlfriend to fuck me. Here I was a married woman, a mother, begging my transvestite girlfriend to fuck me.
“Have you sorted your birth control like I asked you?” again she slowly twirled her hips.
“No” I pouted, “I haven’t yet. But it’s ok.”
She smirked, “You don’t want another baby do you?” I gasped, she was there again. Like during that walk, teasing me. No I didn’t want or need a baby. God just imagine if she did knock me up. Oh god. She picked up on my pause, “You want me to seed your womb again Emily?”
“Ohh gaawwdd” I moaned to her. The way she said it. ‘Seed my womb’ and ‘again’. She was right, she had only a few weeks ago put two loads of cum into me. God as I thought of that I moaned again, my legs spreading more automatically, “Ohhh gawd Cindy.”
She laughed, “You naughty, naughty mommy.” I pouted at her, she loved that. Then her face changed as a thought obviously washed over her. “Maybe the next man to walk through that door should have a chance.”
“What?” I blurted out, confused at what she was saying.
She stepped towards me, her cock bobbed and I nearly reached out for it. But she stepped too close, her cock touching my cheek. I moved my mouth to accept it. But that was not her plan, “No” and she moved her hips to move it away. I stopped moving my head, stopped trying to capture it in my mouth. Even though at the same time my pussy throbbed at the proximity of this huge piece of meat. She then pushed her cock against the side of my cheek again. I could feel its damp head against my skin, I could smell it.
She then reached for one of my breasts and cupped what she could of it. “How would you like me to offer your body to one of these men?” I didn’t get a chance to react as she continued. “They would pay a lot to fuck you Emily.”
I gasped instantly at that, “Gawwwd, No.”
She squeezed my boob and moved her cock head lightly across my lips. “Yes, Emily. They would love a whore like you.”
I shook my head, “No Cindy. No”
Her hips moved back as she leant forward to kiss my lips. “Yes Emily.” She kissed me lightly.
There was a knock on the door. She ignored it for a moment. “Yes Emily. You would make a very good whore for me.”
That sentence blew me away. Confusing the hell out of my horny, lust filled mind. Obviously it was a NO. Go to hell. What the FUCK. But my soul pulsed at being a whore for Cindy. I felt it somewhere in my core. My stomach flipped, my heart jumped, my nipples pulsed, and my pussy gaped.
She knew the effect she had on me and stood up moving back. She started to put her cock back in the thong thing as before. I was still there kneeling, my legs spread, my own thong no doubt on display. I bet it was showing my horny dampness to anyone that cared to look. Cindy picked up her skirt from the floor and stepped into it. As she pulled it up her amazing legs she pointed out, “I’m about to suck another cock. Unless you want him to slide into your clearly dripping cunt you’d better make yourself decent.”
I didn’t move, still in shock. But when she opened the door with her head turned looking at me. I sprung into action. I had to. Grabbing the bed sheet and pulling it up I bounced down the bed in one move, instantly laying down and trying to cover everything. I watched the man enter the room, both of their eyes on me fighting with the bed cover, trying to secure my dignity.
He simply stepped in, his eyes fixed to me as I realised that I wasn’t completely hidden. I attacked the cover more and quickly my leg and hip were now covered. What had he seen? What did he think?
The door closed, Cindy was laughing, he was confused. She quickly introduced her friend that was here to just watch. He asked Cindy if she was sure. They both looked at me with a raised eyebrow. And for the first time I spoke to one of Cindy’s customers, “No”.
He smiled, and sharply asked me, “No? You’re not ready but want to join in anyway.”
Oh god I hadn’t meant that. I quickly shook my head. “No I don’t want...” Cindy’s eyes were glinting like jewels, I knew what she wanted. That scared me, “I just watch.”
He chuckled and didn’t push it any further. Turning to Cindy, where they quickly got back down to business. Within minutes she had money in her purse near me and a bare cock again in her mouth. While I lay there stewing in my own juices. My pussy was almost screaming at me to let the cock into it. My nipples were crying out for attention. No, no, NO. I kept telling myself that I would NEVER do that. Never to my daughter, my husband or myself. That wasn’t me. That would never be me.
05 - Challenge
Two more men down and there was a sort of break. “I don’t have long of a break babe. Are you still horny?” I simply nodded from behind my safety blanket. She smirked, “Good.” Then she paused and looked at me. “Will you give me your panties?”
Oh god, I’d not expected that. “Errr why?”
She simply repeated, “I want your panties right now.”
I nodded and she held out her hand. Oh god, they were soaked, she’d feel them for sure. Was I really about to do this for her? If I was, why the fuck was I going to do that? However here I was carefully wriggling them down my thighs. Being aware of the garter belt as I did so. Sliding them down, whilst staying under the covers. Again the knock on the door was there. She simply waved her hand at me. I quickly launched them at her, instantly regretting it. Why the hell had I done that?
My regret only grew as she stepped towards the door bringing my thong up to her face, sniffing it. “God Emily, you are a juicy little creature.” I died inside. She fiddled with them, turning to face the door. Then opening it slowly as she faced me and simply licked them. I didn’t die this time, I melted again. Her eyes twinkled at me as she tasted my pussy secretions. The juices that my body used to get me ready for what it thought would be her cock.
He walked in and looked between us, his confusion obvious. I continued to hide under my protective covers, now very aware that my pussy was only protected by this bedsheet. I could feel that I hadn’t even pulled my skirt back down in the flurry. I was suddenly more horny and scared at the same time.
Cindy closed the door behind him and stood next to him with my thong still in her hand at her face. As before, “She’s my friend, just here to watch.”
His head on a pivot between us both and the underwear in her hand. He nodded and then revealed some of Cindy’s plan, inadvertently I guess. “Yer I know, she’s your project. I’m not to worry about her. Here’s the £50 for the best blow job of my life?”
I’m her project? He was the first one to say something like that? What does that mean? A project is something that has a goal to it, a point. What was Cindy’s goal for project me? I watched, whilst wondering as she put the money away and, throwing my thong onto the bed right next to him, got down on her knees.
I was used to her next moves but I knew this was going to be different. I knew that she was trying to push me towards something. He started, unwittingly helping her, “They yours?” he nodded at the tiny white thong on the bed as Cindy’s tongue started to swirl around his cock head. My white thong, the one that she told me to wear.
No one answered him, instead, Cindy continued to use her mouth for what he’d paid for. She then answered him by using a free hand to lift her skirt to show him her cock cover in her own underwear. He looked across at me, “Ummmmm” just as his cock started to disappear into her mouth. “They yours, Watcher?”
I ignored him, instead watching Cindy applying her trade. However I was taken aback when she managed to answer him, through a gap in sucking, “Yes you can if you want.”
It wasn’t an answer to his question and I didn’t really know what she was saying but he clearly did. Simply reaching to the side he went to pick them up. But I wasn’t having any of that. Somehow I moved as quick as a superhero, sitting up, leaning forward, retrieving them and laying back down, covered up before he got to them. He chuckled at my move, Cindy sort of smirked at me, even with his cock now deeply buried in her mouth.
I felt a small win there. Part of my decency saved from my naughty, naughty friend. However I also felt the sheer dampness in my hand, god they were wet, god I was so ready for sex. Arrrrrgghh all that thought did was worry me more.
He then started to cum in her mouth, his body betraying him, his eyes closed. As before their transaction was quickly complete and guy number, whatever replaced him. I again had to marvel at Cindy’s professional work ethic. She was simply a blowjob machine. And wow did she know how to use it. Clearly every man was exceptionally impressed, I was impressed. I wondered if she was ever going to teach me anything like that. It then dawned on me that this in itself was teaching me.
I was shocked at that thought. I was learning a lot right here, right now. Christ, was that her plan all along, to get me to learn the ways of a hooker? I shivered at the thought. I also instantly reconciled that thought, with the fact that although she was wasting her time, Chris would benefit. I then started to really pay attention to her cock sucking technique. Her hands were busier, her lips looked tighter and obviously she had no problem deep throating anyone. All things that I simply didn’t do, or know how to do. But they were things I could and would work on.
I then pictured Chris, my loving husband. God why was he ok with me being friends with this woman. This hooker woman with a huge cock. Again I shivered and this time squeezed my legs together, feeling the warmth and dampness down there. Cindy was such a tease, but I really did love being with her. I let my hand travel under the bed sheet a little towards my pussy. I didn’t even realise I’d done it until I felt the tickle of my public hair under my fingers. I didn’t want to part my legs to feel my pussy. I mean I did for sure but I knew that at the very least Cindy would pick it up.
Instead I let my fingers twirl lightly with my hair down there as I watched Cindy swallow more cum. When this one left, a new woman walked into the room closing the door behind her.
06 - Not Fair at All
The woman barely looked at me. But Cindy did, she grinned, “That’s it Emily my love. What did you think?”
Suddenly this was very strange, I couldn’t open up and share with my friend, not with this stranger here. Who was she and why was she here? Cindy saw my eyes on the other woman and simply laughed. She then ignored my obvious confusion and stunned me by wriggling out of her skirt and then pulling her thong down. Her cock jumped up and out, like a flag pole with a message to deliver. I was very ready for it, oh god I was.
Clearly there was another something at play here as the other woman closer to Cindy moved and wrapped her hand about Cindy cock. That was my cock. What the fuck was going on. I opened my mouth to say something, but I instantly didn’t know what to say.
Cindy could see my distress and turned a little more to face me, to allow me to see this other woman’s hand clearer. “Throw the bed sheet back Emily. Let’s have some fun.”
What, the three of us? Who was this other woman? Was she an actual woman or was she like Cindy? I also didn’t really want to show her my pussy. I wanted Cindy to want me. Just me.
The woman was younger than me, her head completely shaved, which made her heavy makeup stand out even more. Her left arm was a canvas of tattoos, each design flowing into the next, telling a story I couldn’t decipher. A small, silver piercing glinted on her nose, adding to her edgy look. She was dressed in a short, leather dress with tiny straps, it barely covered anything. On her feet were stiletto heels, giving her an imposing presence despite her youth. Her appearance was both intimidating and confusing, especially in this intimate setting. Her touch on Cindy’s cock was bold, almost possessive, craving, and it stirred a mix of jealousy and curiosity within me. Who was she and why was she here? Her gaze barely acknowledged me, yet her presence was overwhelming, shifting the dynamic of what I thought was just between Cindy and me.
Cindy turned slightly, presenting herself more fully to this woman, and to my horror, a small, knowing smile played on her lips as she watched me watch them. “Now Rose,” Cindy’s voice was a low purr, a tone she’d never used with me, “you know what to do.”
Rose was a professional. There was no hesitation, no fumbling. With a practiced ease that made my clumsy attempts in the car feel pathetic, she lowered her head. I noticed several piercings in her ears and a wedding ring on her finger, adding layers to her persona I hadn’t expected. With a gentle kiss to the tip, her lips moved with a yearning to please as she began to take Cindy into her mouth, inch by steady inch. Her actions were not those of dominance but of someone seeking approval, craving Cindy’s response. It wasn’t a blowjob; it was worship.
My body was rigid under the sheet, a storm of fury and betrayal brewing inside me. This wasn’t fair. This wasn’t our game.
“She’s a little tense, isn’t she?” Cindy murmured, her eyes still locked on Rose’s shaved head as it bobbed rhythmically.
Rose didn’t even look up. Her voice was muffled but clear as she pulled away from Cindy’s cock. “They always are, the first time they realise it’s not about them.”