11 June 2010
Copyright© 2025 by Mustang
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - On this day, Dan takes Olivia, Karen, Wendy, Tina, Monica, Bella, and Tiffany to the Quinte Area International Business Conference to pose as prostitutes.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Consensual BiSexual Fiction Slut Wife Wife Watching Interracial Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Oral Sex Safe Sex Voyeurism Public Sex Prostitution
Karen led Monica, Wendy, and Olivia into Barney’s Bar. The interior was almost full to capacity and the girls made their way towards the bar. Several cat whistles followed them, with one asking, “How much?”
“Two hundred and we’re worth every penny!” Karen said, her hand caressing her right breast down her side to her hip.
“What would you ladies like to order?” The bartender asked.
“At least four horny men with deep wallets,” Wendy joked.
“I figure with the sexy dresses you four are wearing, you’re not here to sell Girl Guide cookies.”
“No, we’re offering pussy sandwhiches for sale, if you’d be so kind as to direct any potential customers our way,” Olivia offered.
“I’m sure there must be one or two, or more, horny men interested in some black pussy,” Monica boldly said, pulling her low dress aside to reveal her bare breast.
“I’m sure there is.”
The girls ordered their drinks, followed by a Drambuie chaser. Wendy found a table to share with two men. The men thought they hit the jackpot with four very sexy-looking women sitting with them.
One of them, feeling the drinks he’d consumed, placed a hand on Karen’s knee. He rubbed it, then moved it higher up her leg.
“The higher you move your hand, the more it’ll cost you.”
“Would you like to dance and we can negotiate a price?”
“There are no negotiated prices, but I would like to dance.”
Karen took a sip of her drink, and then his hand led her to the dance floor. She felt his arms go around her bare back as they moved to the slow song. His hand went under her short hem, feeling the smooth skin of her bare ass. She, in turn, groped at his crotch, pulling down his zipper.
Their lips met in short kisses that grew longer and she welcomed his hand inside her dress to fondle her bare breast and his exploring tongue. Her hand found the warmth of his cock and she judged it to be a good size. She rubbed it through his underwear then slid her hand inside the opening and began to stroke it.
“My price is two hundred.”
“Your room or mine?”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m Karen.”
“Hi, Karen, I’m Derek.”
They didn’t finish the song and walked hand in hand to her table. Wendy, Monica, and Olivia eyed the man with his arm around her, cupping her right breast. They also noticed his zipper pulled down.
“What’s your room number, Derek?” She asked, feeling his hand go from her breast to raise the hem of her dress and feel her ass.
“359.”
“Wendy, will you tell Dan I’m going to room 359?”
“Okay. How do you do it, Karen? We barely sat down and you’ve got your first fucker.”
“We’ll all have our own cock soon. See you in a while.”
“Who’s Dan?” Derek asked as they walked hand in hand to the elevator.
“He’s my husband.”
“Your husband lets you work as a prostitute?”
“When he caught me fucking around on him, we didn’t want to get a divorce. He figured that since I enjoy fucking other cocks so much, I should get paid for it. I work a few conventions a year to earn some extra money.”
In Derek’s hotel room, Karen placed her shoulder bag on the table. “Let’s get our transaction out of the way first.”
Derek took four fifty-dollar bills from his wallet and handed them to her. She placed them in her bag. “What do I get for two hundred?”
“At least a fuck, or two if you’re able. I can also give you a blow job here or down in the main room in public by my girls.”
“You know why I picked you over the other three? I’ve never fucked a movie star before.”
“I’m glad my look-alike appearance to Meg Ryan is finally paying off. I have condoms if you want to use one. I’m clean if you’re concerned.”
“I’d prefer not using one so I can lick you after we fuck.”
“I love men licking my pussy after we fuck. Sometimes my husband will watch me with a customer and he’ll lick his cum from me after a fuck.”
Karen had him sit on the side of the bed and knelt between his legs. She caressed and stroked his cock, then added her mouth to heighten his pleasure. She looked at him, establishing eye contact as she felt him growing hard in her mouth.
“I want to taste your cum already.”
“You will.”
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