Chapter 6

Judy woke up early the next morning. Her husband Lou was still asleep. He always stayed in bed late on Sundays, and that gave Judy a chance to shower before he found out what had happened to her last night.

She stayed in the bathroom a long time, washing off the sticky smears from her body, soothing her sore body with the warm jets of water. She turned her back to the faucet spray and rubbed her hands over her ass. She could still feel the pain from where they whipped her last night, but it wasn't too bad. She knew the pain would go away in a few days, and the marks would fade. Her husband wouldn't ever notice them either. He hardly ever took her from the back.

Her hands slid up and down her ass cheeks, spreading lotion over them as the water ran down her skin. As she rubbed herself she thought of everything that happened to her at the party. All that cock. Sticking in every hole of her body. And she grew excited. Her hands slid up and down her thighs, pulling them wide. Then she slid her fingers down to her cunt, rubbing her clit. She felt like a whore now. All she cared about was sex, hard sex that made her into a slave.

Too bad about Lou. He would never appreciate what she wanted, how she wanted. She could really get off on having him do to her what so many other men did. She could try, though. She could act like his whore tonight and see if that turned him on. If not, she always had other ways to get her kicks.

Judy spent the day cleaning up the house, acting like a tame wife, waiting on Lou for anything he wanted. And then, when they climbed into bed, she tried to get him to do her the way she needed it.

"Lou?" she said, sliding her hand down the front of his body, pulling on his cock, getting him nice and stiff.

"Yeah?" he said. He lifted his hips, pushing his hard cock in and out of her fingers.

"Tie me," she said.

"You know. Tie me to the bed. Pretend that I'm a whore. We can really get into it."

"Knock it off, Judy," he said. "Man, you've been acting so strange lately. Always going in for this weird shit."

"Just something different," she said. "That's all I want. Come on, baby, it'll be good."

But she could tell by the look in his face that he didn't want anything at all like that. Instead he just climbed on top of her and started pushing at her with his prick.

Judy opened her legs for him, and she acted like she was turned on, but nothing was happening for her. It was too tame, too boring.

Lou shoved it in and out of her cunt, sliding his hands over her tits, really giving it to her. But she didn't get off at all. She waited until he shot his load into her pussy and then she cried out, faking her orgasm. When he rolled off of her and went to sleep she used her fingers to finish herself, pretending that it was Mark ramming his cock into her, raping her. And then she came, thrashing, up and down on the bed, moaning low and long as the cream poured out of her slit in hot gushes of pleasure. She ran her fingers all over her thighs, smearing her skin with the juice from her cunt.

As she drifted away into sleep, Judy kept thinking to herself that from now on Lou wasn't enough for her. She would have sex with him to keep him happy, but her real kicks would come from other men, the kind that knew how to treat, her right.

The next few nights Judy worked at the restaurant she kept on throwing herself at Mark, practically begging him to drag her into his office. But it didn't work. Mark had a lot of girls to choose from, mostly the young waitresses who worked for him, and he didn't need Judy as much as she needed him.

She found herself thinking of nothing but sex nearly every minute of the day, wanting it more than anything else. And she didn't want to wait for Mark to give it to her. She couldn't wait.

By the middle of the week Judy was flirting with most of the men customers that came into the restaurant. She had a few chances to score with some of the men but she always managed to hold back. She wanted the right man, someone who would really dish it out to her.

She had the whole night to find what she was looking for.

Finally, about an hour before closing she knew she was in luck. There were three men sitting at one of the better tables in the front of the restaurant. They'd been in here for hours, and she served them drink after drink. But only now could she see what they were really like. They were getting pretty drunk and every time she came to the table at least one of them made a pass at her.

Two of them were older men, businessmen, but the third was about twenty-five, and he was really good looking. He was dressed in an expensive suit like the others, but she could see that all he cared about was having a good time. The way he stared at her she knew he wanted to have that good time with her.

When she went back to their table to bring more drinks and pick up the empties she leaned way over the table, placing her tray right in the middle. Then she stretched her arms to pick up the glasses. She could feel her short black skirt hiking up to her ass and she knew she was really putting on a show for the young guy.

Judy felt a hand sliding up over her stocking, squeezing the back of her thigh. She gave him a shock by opening her legs farther apart, instead of moving away. Now his hand slid up to her crack, rubbing her ass. So far his friends weren't aware of what he was doing to her so she took her time clearing off the table, letting him feel her up.

Then she stood and faced him, holding the tray just under her tits. Her nipples were hard already and she was turned on just by watching his eyes stare at her huge jugs. "Would you like something else?" she said, and then she grinned at him.

"Yeah," he said. "We're, uh, just passing through town, and we're looking for some action. You know? How about having a little party with me?"

"Think you can handle it?" she said. "I need it a special way. I need it hard."

"Any way you want it, honey," he said.

"Alright," Judy said, practically creaming in her panties. She could sense that he would give it to her the way she needed it. "Pick me up in an hour. I'll meet you in the parking lot."

"Wait a second," he said. "What about my friends? Can you get a couple girls for them?"

"You don't need anybody else," she said. "I'll take care of all three of you."

Judy walked away from the table then, laughing when she heard him telling his friends about her.

Judy finished up a few minutes early and then went out to the parking lot. A long shiny black car pulled up in front of her, the back door whipping open as the driver screeched the brakes. Judy climbed into the back seat, and sat next to the youngest guy as the driver put the car into gear.

The two men in the front seat acted like kids as they drove off, sneaking looks at her every now and then, as if they couldn't believe their luck in getting a hot bitch like her.

All three of them had wedding rings on so she figured they were lying to her when they gave her their names. The good looking one, the only reason why she agreed to take on the other two, called himself Larry. The bald guy driving was Bill, and the other one, a huge curly haired guy, said his name was Mike.

Judy couldn't help laughing to herself. She thought of their wives sitting home while they were on their business trip. And now she had all three of them ready to give her some rough action.

She didn't waste any time. Even while they were still on the main road leading to the strip of motels on the edge of town, she slid her hand onto Larry's lap. Her fingers squeezed his cock and she could feel it stiffen in her grip.

"Mmmmmmm," she said, rubbing it back and forth, "it's big, but I hope you know how to use it." His prick bulged out of his tight pants, growing longer and harder with each stroke of her hand.

"Go ahead, baby," he said. "Let's see if you're all talk or not."

Judy leered at him. "Sure, baby, anything you want." She unzipped his pants really slow, making sure the guys in front could hear her do it.

Mike turned around to watch as she reached into the opening and pulled Larry's thick meat out of his pants. "Ahhhhhh," she said, opening her mouth wide as she bent her head down. With her fist she kept his cock pointed straight up in the air, sliding her fingers up and down the long shaft while she led the sticky cock to her lips. She eased it into her mouth, sucking on the tip of it, really loud, slurping it as hard as she could.

"Mmmmmph, Mmmmmmmm " she moaned, sucking him off, playing with his nuts, stuffing her mouth with cock. It grew thicker inside of her sucking mouth, prodding at her throat.

Then she bobbed her head up and down, swallowing his meat all the way, pumping it with her fist while she tongued and sucked his prick. He pushed down on her blouse, peeling the skimpy satin material down her shoulders. Her creamy tits flopped out into the open, swaying back and forth while she blew him.

"Oh, man," Larry said. "Look at the set on this bitch!" He grabbed for her tits, and crushed them in his fingers, lifting them up and down while he fucked her slurping lips with his dick.