Chapter 44: The Preacher’s Daughter Is Used on Her Porch

Portia Charleston – Day Twenty-Eight

$5000 a day.

That was how much my very rich husband was paying Tony so I could be his sex slave. How many women could say their husbands paid that much for the greatest man in the universe to use them? Only me. I was that special.

Tony slapped his hand down on my cunt, “Well, slut, I doubt you’ll ever see your husband again unless he doesn’t pay.”

“You better pay,” I said to the old man I married. I was such a gold-digger, but this was even better. Who cared about money when I could be used by Tony regularly?

“I will,” my husband said, smiling.

The best part of this was I didn’t have to give my husband a blowjob or, worse, my pussy tonight. Nor did I have to continue sneaking around with my lovers, hoping I wouldn’t get caught just to satiate my horny pussy, and no more worrying that my husband will cut me out of his will.

I heard about that story of that one gold-digger who married a coffin codger and he had the gall to leave all his money to some animal rights group, cutting her out of the will. Of course, she was bad at it. She went on vacation during his funeral and got knocked up by some guy she met on the beach.

Complete trash. I was such a better gold-digger than that. Her husband wouldn’t pay $5000 for her to be used by Tony.

We strolled through the restaurant. I was naked and happy. His girlfriend was on his arm. She was a cute thing. A young blonde snuggled up to him. She clearly got her claws into him early. Smart of her. Can’t accuse her of being a gold-digger. Probably knew him before he became him.

God, my pussy was so wet.

Outside, a limo waited. A dusky-hued woman stepped out in thigh-highs and a gold collar about her neck. She opened the door with a big smile. She glanced at me as Tony—no, no, I was his sex slave now, so it was Master—helped Jenny into the car.

“Who is she, Sahib?” she asked, this hot gleam in her eyes.

“Newest sex slave,” he said. “Mrs. Charleston.”

“Mmm, she’s yummy,” said the chauffeur as I stepped into the car.

“And going to make us rich,” said Tony. “I didn’t expect to get the opportunity to put my idea into motion. I was going to research rich guys and find the ones with the hottest wives to do this, but...” He grinned at me. “I got lucky tonight.”

“You did, Master,” I purred, sitting in the limo across from him and Jenny.

“That’s wonderful,” cooed the chauffeur. She shut the door. She soon was in the car. No divider was up. Well, she was his sex slave, too. “So, where are we headed, Master?”

“Why, I have to return Jenny home before her curfew,” Tony said in a slightly mocking way. He was only pretending that mattered. He patted her belly. “She’s pregnant with my child. So is her mother. And my mother, too.”

“That’s wonderful, Master,” I said, my hands shooting to my belly. If he bred me ... Oh, that would mean I was fully used.

“Now,” he said, “eat out my girlfriend. She needs to have her pussy devoured.”

“Oh, I do,” the cutie said, hiking her skirt. She spread her legs, exposing a trimmed, black bush. Her green eyes sparkled. “Just dive in and feast.”

I shuddered at those words and crawled toward her across the space. I reached her, licking my lips. I wasn’t a carpet muncher, but this was being used, so I was glad to do it. I buried my face into her trimmed bush.

I tongued her. I licked at her with passion. She gasped as I did that. I stroked up and down her hot flesh. I was just so happy to do this to her. To lick at her with such passion. She groaned as I did that. Her back arched. It was hot to do that to her. I licked and lapped at her with all that I had. She groaned, her thighs squeezing around my head.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s it!” she moaned. “That’s so good!”

“So hot,” Master said, slapping his cock down on me. “Mmm, I have to fuck that cunt again. Don’t I, Mrs. Tlaib?”

“Absolutely, Master,” purred the chauffeur. She was hearing all of this. Maybe even seeing it in her rear-view mirror.

Hot.

Master’s dick nuzzled into my shaved cunt. I moaned into the cutie. I tongued her with passion. I stroked through her hot flesh as his cock buried into my snatch. He plowed deep into my cunt. It was so good to have him in me.

I was so happy to have all that big dick in my snatch. It was incredible. I loved every second of him fucking me. He buried into me with such force. It was a wild treat to have him burying over and over into my twat.

I lapped at his girlfriend’s snatch as Master fucked me. He rammed his huge cock in and out of my cunt. He was so good at that. He was so skilled at it. He knew just how to make me feel amazing with his mighty rod.

That was the best part.

I groaned, gripping his cock as he plowed to the hilt in my twat. I savored every second of his rod fucking into me. I groaned, savoring this delight as he plowed into me. I enjoyed the force of his cock plowing into me.

His nuts smacked my clit. I moaned into her pussy. My tongue fluttered up and down her tangy snatch. I stroked through her folds. She moaned and gripped the back of my head. She was so dominant, too.

She held me to her pussy.

I groaned, lapping at her cunt with force. I squeezed down on his cock as he fucked into me with force. He plowed deep and hard into my twat. I groaned with such passion. It was wild to have that dick hammering me.

“Master! Master!” I squealed.

“Damn, that’s good,” he groaned. “Yes, yes, I am going to enjoy owing you, bitch!”

“I’m your bitch forever!” I moaned.

“So long as he pays.”

“He will. And win he dies, his fortune will be yours!” I wiggled my hips, stirring my cunt around his dick. He plowed into me with such force. “Ooh, that’s it!”

He grunted, fucking me with force. He buried into me with all that he had. It was so good to have him thrusting into me. I gripped his dick. I enjoyed every second of that hard cock churning up my twat. I rubbed my face into Jenny’s snatch.

I tongued her with passion. I licked up her tangy juices as my orgasm built and built. My clit burst with sparks. It was so much fun to do that. I loved every second of it. That was so good to have him fucking me like this.

“Ooh, just keep licking my clit,” Jenny moaned.

“Drown her!” Master growled.

“I will!” She smiled at him. “Ooh, ooh, she’s such a lovely sex slave. Use her! Flood her cunt with cum! Because...” She gasped as I suckled on her clit. “I’m cumming!”

The cutie drowned me in her underage pussy cream. I lapped up her delicious juices. She moaned, her head tossing. My cunt gripped his cock. I held him tight as he buried into me with everything that he had. I was so close to bursting.

His balls slapped into my clit.

“Master!” I squealed, cumming so hard on him.

My pussy writhed around his big dick as he fucked me. I tongued that twat. I licked that wonderful snatch. I feasted on her with passion as the waves of rapture swept through me. I came so hard. I loved every second of it.

“Shit, shit, shit!” he growled and erupted.

Master used my pussy as a cum-dump.

My orgasm intensified. The pleasure swept through me. So strong and wonderful. I groaned into her pussy as I milked his cock. I worked out all that cum. I savored that jizz flooding my snatch. He erupted into me again and again.

He filled me up with so much spunk. He flooded me with all that jizz. It was an incredible rush to have him spurting into me. He flooded me with so much spunk. It was wild to have all that jizz pumping into me.

“Fuck,” he grunted, dumping his load into my twat.

“Master!” I whimpered as he filled me up with his jizz.

It was an incredible thrill to have all that wonderful spunk in me. I shuddered, savoring the passion of this moment. My pussy milked his cock. I worked it out of him. He spurted a final blast of his jizz into me.

That was so wonderful. I was so happy to have all that spunk in me. I trembled, my cunt rippling around his cock. I tongued at the whimpering girl’s twat. I lapped at her, savoring every second of this moment. I was so glad to be his.*** Tony Carter It was definitely my lucky day to be paid to own Mrs. Charleston.

I wondered if I should have charged more. $35,000 a week sounded like such a great amount, though. An impossible amount. I mean, I had never had more than a $100 at a time, and now ... I would have that.

Technically, people just wanted to be used. I could just tell a person to give me their house and pay the bills. It was just hot.

“Mmm, Master,” Mrs. Charleston purred. She was straddling me, facing away from me. She gripped my dick and pressed me between her butt-cheeks. “Your cock feels so good in my asshole. We have to make sure my husband is getting his money’s worth.”

“Just imagining how often my cock fills your holes?” I asked.

“Yes,” she moaned and pressed her asshole down on my cock.

It felt so good to have her anal ring pressing on my dick. The velvety flesh slowly stretched over my crown. She moaned as she devoured my cock. She took more and more inches of my flesh. It was so good to have her sliding down me.

She shuddered as she bottomed out on my cock. Her butt-cheeks rested on my legs. I groaned, savoring having all that wonderful flesh around my cock. She clamped down on me, purring in delight. She wiggled back and forth, stirring herself around me.

“Master,” she groaned.

“I know,” I panted, savoring that hot flesh about me. “Shit, that’s good. That’s really, really good!”

“It is, Master!” she moaned. “Now I get to slide up your cock.”

She slid up me as her asshole gripped my dick. The limo hurtled down I-5, lights flashing through the windows. I gripped Mrs. Charleston’s hips, savoring her anal sheath climbing up my cock until I almost popped out of her backdoor.

She plunged back down me.

“Master!” she squealed, her bleached-blonde hair flying over her shoulders. “That’s so good, Master!”

“So fucking good,” I growled, reveling in her hot flesh riding me. It felt so good. I loved every second of it. She was such a good slut. It was incredible to have her riding me like that. “That’s amazing!”

“So amazing, Master!” she moaned.

She plunged her anal sheath down my cock and slid back up me. She held me with that delicious flesh. I would have a huge cum in her. Just a wonderful explosion of spunk into her hot anal sheath. She moaned, tossing her head.

That wonderful anal sheath climbed up and down my cock. She massaged me with her flesh while Jenny watched. My girlfriend smiled at me as she sat across from us. She was such a cutie. I was going to marry her.

I would use every woman, especially at our wedding, but I would marry her. She would be my wife, one of the mothers of my children.

I savored Mrs. Charleston riding me. My newest sex slave moaned. I grunted, savoring that anal sheath sliding up and down my cock. It was such an incredible moment to have her riding me. It was just a wild treat.

“Fuck, Mrs. Tlaib,” I groaned. “We have to stop at a sex shop. Got to get her a collar.”

“Of course,” Mrs. Tlaib said. “Siri, nearest sex shop to buy filthy stuff!”

“Freedom Books,” the voice on her phone said.

I just savored that anal sheath sliding up and down my cock. It felt incredible to have her massaging my dick. It was a beautiful thing. I groaned, reveling in that tight asshole climbing up and down my cock.

My nuts swelled with the need to cum in her. I wanted to dump all my jizz into her. That would be so good. She whimpered, her head tossing. She plunged her cunt down my cock and slid back up me. She felt incredible massaging me like that.

I groaned, rising toward that moment when I would erupt. I would flood her with all my spunk. Just pump blast after blast of my cum into her flesh. She gripped me with her hot flesh. I groaned, my face contorting with delight.

“Master! Master!” moaned the slut. “Oh, oh, Master!”

“Just ride me,” I grunted. “Damn, your such a whore! Such a wicked trophy wife!”

“Yes!” she moaned, clamping her asshole down around my dick. “I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum so hard!”

I loved hearing that as her hot flesh worked up and down my dick. She gripped me with all that passion. She was so tight. She massaged me with all her flesh. She drove me wild. I hurtled toward my climax.

I would dump my load into her.

She whimpered, her butt-cheeks jiggling as she slammed her asshole down my cock. I loved the warmth of her bowels. I slid my hands around her and cupped her big, fake titties. I kneaded those silicone-enhanced boobies, loving how much fun they were to squeeze.

“Master!” she moaned as I kneaded the trophy wife’s tits. “Yes!”

Her asshole plunged down my cock. She squirmed on my lap, her anal sheath writhing around my cock. It felt so good to have her doing that. She nursed at me. I groaned as she suckled at me. The need to cum swelled in me.

“Flood me, Master!” the whore gasped.

“Yes, flood her,” whimpered Jenny, her voice so throaty.

“Fuck!” I growled and erupted.

I flooded my sex slave’s asshole with my cum. The pleasure shot through me. I grunted, dumping blast after blast of my jizz into her bowels. She writhed around me, suckling at me. The pleasure shot through me. I groaned, enjoying every second of it.

The heat washed through me. It was so incredible to dump my load into her anal sheath. She spasmed about me, nursing out all the cum in my balls. I loved how she moaned, her bleached-blonde hair swaying around my face.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so good.”

“Yes,” I growled, erupting into her anal sheath one last time. “Fuck!”

I felt so good. I had her asshole filled up with cum. She squirmed on me, whimpering as she did. I was glad that she enjoyed it. What a wonderful experience, but now my cock was dirty. I rubbed at her thighs.

“Mmm, did you say we were going to Freedom Books?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s a sex shop.”

“Kinky,” she purred and climbed off my cock. “Do you wish me to suck you clean, Master?”*** Portia Charleston Would Gina be working tonight? It might be interesting at the adult store.

I knelt before Master, his cum dripping out of my asshole. I opened my mouth wide and engulfed his dirty dick. The sour flavor suffused my taste buds. I groaned, sucking hard on that big dick. It was so much fun to blow him like that.

I worked my mouth up and down his cock. I suckled on him with all that I had. He groaned as I did that. It was so much fun to work my lips up and down him. My cheeks hollowed as I blew him. He groaned as I did that.

I enjoyed suckling on him with everything that I had. It was a beautiful thing. I whimpered, my cheeks hollowing as I suckled on him with such passion. He groaned as I worked my mouth up and down his dick.

“Shit, that’s good,” Master groaned, his fingers sliding through my hair.

“So hot, Master,” Jenny said.

I suckled and slurped on his cock. I loved blowing him. The sour flavor of my asshole slowly faded. I polished him clean, my tongue dancing around his cock. It was such a shame that the delicious flavor was fading so fast.

But that didn’t stop me from suckling on him with all that I had. I blew him with all my might. He groaned as I did that. It was a lot of fun. He tasted so good even without my sour asshole. I stared up at this young man.

My Master.

I was such a lucky trophy wife.

More cum dripped out of my asshole and ran down to my pussy. I trembled here as I suckled on him hard. I blew him hard. Jizz dripped out of my cunt, too. I was such a whore. I suckled with every bit of force I had.

He groaned as he rose toward his climax He would just spurt all that spunk into my mouth. It would be incredible to gulp down his cum. I could not wait to swallow it all down. He groaned as I worked up and down him.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he groaned. “Such a whore!”

I was so proud that he recognized my skill.

I put my all into blowing him. This was how I gained a rich husband. My oral game was on point. I loved blowing him. I suckled on him with everything that I had. I nursed with passion on him. I wanted his cum to flood my mouth.

I hungered for that delight. I wanted to have every drop of his cum pumping into my mouth. That would be incredible. I suckled and slurped on him. He groaned as I did that. His cock twitched in my mouth. He had to be close.

“Ooh, ooh, just flood that slut, honey,” Jenny said.

“I’m getting there,” he groaned. “Shit, I am getting there. That’s it, Mrs. Charleston. Such a slutty trophy wife!”

The sluttiest!

I wanted to cuckold my husband every day for the rest of his life. I wanted to be used by Tony. I suckled on him hard. I loved his big dick in me. It was so good to work my mouth up and down him. The salty flavor of his precum grew.

He groaned as I suckled on him with all my might. My cheeks hollowed with the need to make him erupt. He shuddered on the bench as I suckled hard on him. I slurped with such passion on his dick. It was incredible.

“That’s it!” he roared. “Fuck!”

He erupted.

Master’s cum flooded my mouth. He pumped blast after blast of his jizz into my mouth. I gulped it all down. I swallowed it with passion. It was so good to have that spunk spurting into my mouth. I groaned in delight, enjoying every second of this.

He spurted over and over again. He flooded me with all that spunk. It was an incredible moment. I loved all the jizz pumping into my mouth. He gulped it down as I felt so wild. This was such an incredible night.

I was so thrilled to be his.

“Yes,” Master grunted and erupted one last time. “That’s so good, slut. Damn.”

I purred around his cock and kept suckling. I was thinking about the naughty things that I would do if Gina was at the sex shop. It would be a hot surprise for Master. I kept nursing on him as he groaned in delight.*** Jenny Bishop I had my curfew, I supposed. Maybe Dad asked for me to be home early. I wasn’t sure.

“I had a wonderful date,” I said as my boyfriend escorted me to the front door. “Mmm, this is where a good girl would give a good night kiss and head inside.”

“That’s right,” he said. “And you’re a good girl.”

I smiled at him. “I am.”

I closed my eyes and lifted my lips to be claimed by his. He stroked my cheek. A shiver ran through me as he did that. The heat of his touch was amazing. Then his lips claimed mine. I shuddered as he thrust his tongue into my mouth.

It was so wonderful to be kissed like that. I quivered against him, his hand sliding around me to my back. He slid up me until he reached the zipper to my dress. He tugged it down. My pussy clenched. I hoped he wanted to use me one last time.

He broke the kiss and stepped back. I didn’t hesitate to shrug out of my dress and let it fall to the ground. I stood there naked, my round small breasts quivering. The street lamp fell over me. I trembled in delight. His cock was out, too, thrusting from his fly.