Chapter 35: Wife is a Whore to Save the Arts

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Kristen pedaled her bike from Good Samaritan Hospital in search of her next story.

As she rides, she passes the Ruby Light Theater with a banner out front asking for people to save the local, historical monument. The Committee for the Preservation of Local Arts is putting on a showing of The King and I tonight to save it from being torn down next month. A last hurrah.

Seeing that makes Kristen think about a naughty version of the play. The King and Minge? She’s not quite sure what a minge is, but it sounds dirty to her. She likes the idea and pedals home. In her story, there is a perfect way to save the Ruby Light Theater. It’s so perfect, she wants to squeal in delight.

Annabeth Sander

The preshow jitters washed through me. I warmed up my voice, ready to sing as I played the starring role in The King and I. I loved being an amateur actress in local performances at community centers and small theaters like this one.

It was a shame that the theater would be torn down. The money to maintain it and pay the taxes just wasn’t coming in. People had things they liked more than supporting the arts. Video games and doom scrolling on their phones.

Well, if this was my last time to perform at the Ruby Light, I would give it my all. My husband and son were in the audience. I was so happy about that. At least they were here supporting me and local art. I drew in a deep breath as the places were being called.

It was time to begin.

I moved to position, wearing my beautiful dress. It had a hoop skirt and made me feel so fancy like I was in the old Roger’s and Hammerstein’s movie version of the King and I. I loved watching their musicals from the fifties as a child. Oklahoma, the Sound of Music, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, South Pacific, Carousel, and more.

I drew a deep breath as my cue happened.

I came out singing.

The actress sings about how she wants to be fucked by the King of Siam. She wants to show off her minge and be his whore. She’s wet for his Asian cock. She wants a powerful man like him to use her, but to get to the king, she has to get past his guards.

She knows how.

Annabeth Sander

I sang my opening solo, moving forward through the garden. I was here to teach the King of Siam. It would be a wonderful love story that—

I strutted to the guards, my outfit so deliciously scandalous. I had on a short, ruffled skirt that belonged in a burlesque show. A corset with laces and bows lifted my big breasts into a pair of jiggling mounds. They threatened to spill out. Fishnet stockings clad my gorgeous legs, my heels giving such a sway to my hips as I advanced.

My husband and son were witnessing my scandalous attire. I could hear the gasp from the audience. The faux-scandalized whispers as they were all intrigued by my attire and the sexual lyrics I sang.

“To be the king’s whore, my passion I must pour on these two hunk guards!” I sang, my pussy throbbing hard. Rehearsals had not gone all the way. They wanted us to save the true whorishness for our first live show.

I dropped to my knees before the two of the guards.

“Cocks as hard as jet, my sucking mouth so wet,” I sang as I deftly unlaced them.

Gasps ran through the audience as I pulled out the two guards’ cocks. They might be Asian, but they were hung. My husband was in the front row with our son watching me fist two strange men’s dicks. I was cuckolding Tim. It was so hot. I licked my lips.

“My lips will suck, so my pussy can fuck, a hung and noble king!” I sang before engulfing the first guard’s cock.

“Yes,” he groaned, his cock throbbing in my mouth. “Englishwoman such harlots!”

My boobs jiggled in my corset as the murmurs grew louder. This was how we would save the Red Light Theater. If we put on shows stuffed full of sex, the crowds would come. The best art was pornographic. I suckled hard on that cock, fisting the other one.

My pussy burned. I was freshly shaved, my cunt dripping juices that ran down to the tops of my fishnet stockings. I had no panties on. Those didn’t belong with my costume. I popped my mouth off the first guard’s dick and turned my head to the second.

I saw Tim and our son Brett watching on in shock. I winked at them and swallowed the guard’s dick.

“English whore!” he roared while I suckled on his hard rod.

“White slut!” the other moaned as I fisted his dick.

I bobbed my head, my black hair pinned up in a proper bun. I swept my tongue around the crown of his cock, loving the salty flavor of his precum. It was such a hot delight to do this. I wanted to have all his cum spurting into my mouth. That would be so hot.

My cheeks hollowed with the force of my suckling. I nursed hard on him, bobbing my head and moaning around his cock. He growled as I did that. I popped my mouth off his cock and swallowed the other man’s dick.

A chorus began singing, “A whore at heart, her thighs will part, a lusty and dripping cunt eager for the King’s hard blunt. Now she sucks their cocks to empty their rocks and fulfill her wanton desires.”

I loved the serenade as I went back and forth from cock to cock. We would have to improvise this part. How long would the men last? The director wanted me to get them to cum on my face at the same time. I was eager for that challenge.

I wanted them spurting their cum across my features. That would be so hot. I nursed with all my might on those big dicks. I suckled so hard, eager for his cum to spurt out of his dick and flood my mouth. That would be so hot.

I suckled hard on him. I nursed with all my might, my tongue dancing around his cock. I wanted to have all that spunk flooding my mouth. It would be just so good to have all that spunk spraying over my face.

“White whore!” grunted one guard.

“Yes, yes, suck my cock,” the other moaned.

“Mom?” my son gasped.

I was so glad he could see me being such a slut along with my husband. They would know how dedicated I was to being an amateur actress. I knew the video of this show would bring in so many views on PornHub. The first musical to be a hit on the website.

My cheeks hollowed. Drool ran down my chin. I shuddered. It wasn’t really cheating because it was acting. I was just pretending to be a cock-hungry whore. My pussy was wet because this was method acting. I wanted to have all that cum spurting from their cocks and splashing my face. “Cum on me!” I moaned, double-fisting them.

“Shower her face in white, drench her in salty delight!” the chorus sang.

“Yes!” one guard groaned as I pumped my hand up and down both their rods.

“White whore!” the other roared.

They came.

Twin streams of their salty cum splashed across my face. I closed my eyes and opened them wide, proving that we were performing real sex. The money shot soaked me in jizz. I shuddered in delight, my heart pounding as they sprayed me down in cum.

“Now a cuntrag, a naughty slag, they spray her down!” the chorus sang.

I loved their words as I was a slag. A wanton slut reveling in having all that cum splashing on my face. I caught as much of their jizz on my face as I could enjoy. It was so much fun to have them drenching me while my son and husband watched.

I felt their shock and their lust. Everyone was getting hard or wet because of me. An entire audience aroused by my slutty behavior. I savored having their spunk splashing on my features. I was so ready for the next scene.

I loved how they soaked me in their spunk. They drenched me in all their cum. I fisted their cocks, squeezing out every drop of cum that they had onto my tongue. I caught their salty jizz and moaned my delight. Their seed dripped down my face.

“Now go, you White ho,” one of the guards said, waving his hand.

“You are a slut, a worthless cunt,” the other said. Not the best rhyme, but we threw this together in a hurry.

“I must see the king, my pussy a wet ring, that must slide down his mighty cock!” I sang and rose to my feet. I tugged on my laces. “My breasts are round, and my lusts abound, for the king’s wondrous rod! So let me by, so that I might try, to tame his hard dick.”

Then I charged between them. I pushed by them and rushed toward the side of the stage. The stage went dark while the chorus sang about how I would please the king with my naughty quim. The director was there, throwing me a towel.

“Mmm, no, let me lick it off,” said the director. Tonya Green was a local preacher’s wife and the mastermind behind this entire thing.

She licked the cum off my face, her belly round with her husband’s child. I shuddered at the delight of having a woman stroke her tongue over my face. She gathered up the cum and kissed me, thrusting it into my mouth. At the same time, her hand tugged on the lacing of my corset so it would be easy to take off. I had to show off my big and beautiful breasts in the next scene.

“Ready,” a stage hand hissed.

I broke the kiss with her, savoring the taste of cum on my lips. I wiped the rest off with the towel and threw it to her. She licked the jizz off the fibers as I moved to my position. My costar, Jason Lee, was in the bedroom set wearing only his pantaloons. He was hired for having the biggest cock on an Asian man.

He dwarfed my husband. I didn’t know a Chinese man could have such a huge cock, but he was one in a million. I was so wet to get out there and mount him. The curtains rose. He was staring at a book.

“Et cetera,” he said, shaking his head. “This phrase, et cetera, it vexes me.”

“Perhaps, I can be some assistance, my King,” I purred as I strode out in my corset, my tits about to pop out. The laces strained to hold it close.

He spun and said, “You? How did you get in here, Anna? You are...” He stared at me. “You are dressed like a courtesan. Have you no shame?”

“None,” I moaned and tugged on the last lace.

The corset fell away, my naked breasts revealed for all to see. A groan ran through the crowd. My son leaned forward in his seat, staring so wide-eyed at my tits. He was fourteen. Just becoming a man. I was so thrilled he was here to witness my naked tits.

The king stared at my breasts and said. “Be careful, woman, for this is Siam. I am king, and here I take what pleases my eye.”

“And do I please your eye?” I asked, my pussy dripping. His cock tented the front of his pantaloons. He was so huge. I wanted him in me. “My quim is wet, an itch besets beneath my minge.” He boldly shoved his hand between my thighs and cupped my married pussy. I gasped as he thrust his fingers into my cunt. I could not help but glancing at Tim who watched with flushed cheeks in the front row. I moaned like a whore as the king worked his fingers in and out of my cunt.

“A wet hole demands a naughty toll,” the King sang as he fingered my pussy. His thumb found my clit.

“Yes,” I moaned, smuggling to remember my lines. “Oh, fuck, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. Rub my clit. I mean ... Your thumb does stir ... stir ... I don’t care. Just let me ride your big dick. I need you in me. My fucking married cunt needs to have your big, Asian dong in me!”

I attacked his pantaloons, shoving them down. I pulled out his cock. The women in the audience moaned their envy as they saw that beautiful dick that I got to play with. My husband had to see how he dwarfed him. I didn’t care about the play. I just had to have that dick in me.

He pulled out his fingers from my cunt and held them up to the audience. They gleamed in the stage lights. Then he suckled on them, tasting my cunt. I trembled there, my pussy weeping juices. I was so wet. My fingers pinched my hard nipples.

“Fuck me!” I moaned.

He spun around. “I am king here.” He dropped to his knees. “If I wish to eat your minge, then I shall.”

“Eat me!” I gasped as he buried his face into my shaved twat. “Devour my quim and ... and ... Oh, that’s it. I’m so fucking wet from sucking off those actors. I mean, guards. I’m just a married slut. Ooh, that’s amazing!”

My passion echoed through the Ruby Light Theater as that hot tongue slid through my folds. I trembled as he licked my clit. He brushed that naughty bud. I shuddered as more sparks shot through me. He thrust his tongue into me and stirred me up.

I groaned as he did that. It felt so good to have him flicking his tongue around in my snatch. My eyes rolled back in my head as he feasted on me. He drove me wild with his tongue. It was so good to have him stirring me up.

I shuddered as he licked me with all that he had. I groaned, my entire body shaking from the joy of his tongue stroking through my hot flesh. He lapped at me with such passion. His tongue was so bold as he lapped at my married cunt.

I smiled at the audience—at my watching husband and son. I groaned, my big boobs jiggling as that hot tongue stroked through my folds. He brushed my clit again and again. I loved how he feasted on me with such passion. He was so good at it.

“I’m going to drown you, my King!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, just drown you in my pussy cream!”

“Good,” he growled. “Et cetera!”

He plunged his tongue into my pussy and swirled it around in me. I groaned as he did that. It felt so amazing to have him licking and swirling through me. I groaned at the way he slid around in me. It was just such a wonderful moment. I loved every wonderful second of his tongue flicking around in me. He drove me wild.

I rose toward that moment when I would cum on his face. I wanted to drown him as I ground my shaved twat on his face. He tongued my quim and ate my minge. I wasn’t sure what a minge was, but I liked thinking it was a naughty name for my juicy cunt.

“Oh, oh, the King loves my minge!” I gasped. “Your Majesty!”

“My White slut!” he growled and suckled on my clit.

“Your White slut, your Majesty!” I squealed, my tits bouncing as my body bucked from his powerful suction.

My bud burst with sparks. What he did to me drove me wild. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. It was so good. I would have a huge climax. I could not wait to burst on him. I would drown him in my pussy cream.

That would be so amazing. I could not wait to have all that pleasure bursting in me. I groaned as he suckled on me. He nursed on me with all that he had. My pussy clenched as I gripped the back of his head. I stared at my husband and son.

At Tim and Brett.

I smiled at them as the king suckled hard on my clit.

“My King!” I howled and came on his lips.

My moans reverberated through the Ruby Light Theater. The audience groaned with me as the waves of ecstasy swept through me. I gasped out my delight, savoring that wonderful bliss surging through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I loved the feel of all that bliss rushing through me.

I tossed my head, enjoying each moment of my orgasm. I groaned out the delight. It was so incredible to cum like a whore. Just so wonderful to burst with all this bliss. My eyes rolled back in my head.

It was just a perfect joy.

I was an amateur porn actress now.

“I want your mighty rod in my minge, your Majesty!” I moaned as he licked at my folds.

“Yes!” he growled and ripped his face from my snatch.

My orgasm crested through me as he grabbed me around the waist and threw me over his shoulder. I squealed in delight as he stood and carried me to the prop bed. He tossed me down on it, my tits bouncing and slapping together.

He flopped down beside me and growled, “Ride my pole with that hot hole!”

“Your Majesty!” I moaned and rose. I threw my leg over him and faced toward the audience. I would ride him reverse cowgirl. “Finally, I get my heart’s desire, and quench my twat’s fire, with your massive cock, as hard as rock.”

I pressed his cock against my cuckolding pussy. I shuddered, knowing my husband and son were staring right at me. I plunged my adulterous cunt down the king’s cock. My boobs slapped together as I moaned out with such passion.

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re so much bigger than my husband!” I squealed.

“Every White whore is a size queen,” the king growled and slapped me on my ass.

CRACK!

The sharp sound echoed through the theater. I loved it as I slid my cunt up his cock. I squeezed my cunt down on him, savoring that delight. I rose up and up him, my pussy clenching down his cock. He growled out in delight.

CRACK!

I plunged my cunt down his cock, savoring the burning sting melting through my butt-cheek. My clit ground into his crotch. His pubic hair tickled my bald twat. I shuddered, my married snatch sliding back up his massive rod.

He had such a mighty miter. A thick and long rod.

I rode the king’s authority, my pussy squeezing around him. He groaned as I did that, my pussy massaging him. It was so amazing. My tits bounced and slapped together. I whimpered, my head tossing from side to side.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, the audience all watching me with breathless anticipation, even my husband.

He was watching with clenched fists, his eyes boring in on me as I rode that big dick. I loved having that cock in me. It was just so good. I whimpered, hurting toward that moment when I would cum. I wanted to spasm around this mighty rod.

CRACK!

“Ride me, court whore!” the king growled, my butt-cheek stinging.

“Yes, yes, court whore!” I moaned. “That’s me!”

“Only position fitting for a White trollop!”

“Yes,” I squealed, riding his cock as hard and fast as I could.

My boobs slapped together as I worked up and down him. I loved all those eyes on me. I savored everyone staring at me. I wanted them all to fuck me. I wanted every cock in the theater to pound my pussy, especially Brett’s.

My darling son’s.

I licked my lips as he stared at me with such lust in his eyes. He was seeing that his mother was an amateur whore. I would do anything to save the Ruby Light Theater. Anything and everyone. I smiled like such a slut, so proud of myself for being a cuckolding whore.

My pussy melted around the king’s thick shaft. I came closer and closer to cumming. Closer and closer to bursting on him. It would be so amazing to have all that ecstasy sweeping through me. I squeezed my cunt down on his cock.

He growled as I rode him. I worked my pussy up and down him as fast as I could. My tits heaved for the delight of the audience. They were all witnessing just how much of a slut I could become. I loved every second of it.

“I’m going to cum so hard on him,” I moaned. “I’m going to just burst. Oh, my minge loves his mighty rod!”

“Such a tight fucking cunt!” the king growled.

CRACK!

I squealed again, loving that burning spank. I plunged my cunt down his cock and gasped as my orgasm burst in me. My pussy writhed around his dick. The waves of heat swept through me. I shuddered, loving every second of this.

It was just so wondrous.

“Cum in me!” I moaned as my cunt writhed around his cock. “Flood me with your kingly seed, your majesty!”

“Whore!” he roared and erupted.

The audience burst into thunderous applause and his jizz flooded my quim. They rose, my husband and son included, all clapping their hands together. I reveled in it as my pussy milked that spurting cock. The waves of ecstatic joy washed through me.