Double Life ---Part 5 by Headhunter
The three business men clapped and cheered. Jones began giving Jennifer instructions on how to move and disply her naked body, like he had with the Security Chief. She was ordered to do kneebends, fondle her own breasts, spread her now very wet cunt lips with her bright red fingernails, bend over with her ass towards the men, pull her cheeks apart exposing both her pussy and asshole.
Finally, she was told to lay on her back across the desk and finger herself to an orgasm. "Gentlemen," announced Jones, "you see how sexy our American sluts are, now you will see how hard they cum, even when giving themselves pleasure. This wife is very uninhibited, she likes to play with her fucky fucky hole and show everyone how good it feels." Jennifer was beside herself with lust, the three sets of eyes that devoured every inch of her body now inflamed her rather than inhibited her. She spun on the desk to give the men the best view and spread her legs as wide as possible. Running her hands down her body, she shook her own breasts hard to make them jump, then her fingers drove across her stomach to her clit. Strumming the little bud with one hand, the fingers of her other hand wormed their way into her now dripping love hole.
Soon she was writhing and bucking uncontolably on the desk top. As her self administered orgasm hit, her hips jerked up off the desk and she humped at the air as if an invisible lover was fucking her. As the orgasm subsided the men began to talk quietly. "You have im- pressed us with your control of your employees. We are sure that a man like you will be good for business, we will sign that contract now," stated Mr. Lee. Ready for the deal Jones pulled a contact from his pocket. He glanced around the office, Jen was stilled draped over his diesk breathing hard and drops of cunt juice were splattered all over the desk. Finally, Jones just shrugged his sholders and spread the contract out across Jennifer's beautiful naked body. "Stay still, Jen, " Jones laughed, "We still have business to conduct using that sweet body of yours." The Japanese businessmen stepped forwards and began signing the various lines on the contract. Using Jennifer as the writing surface. While one would sign the other would fondle the parts of Jennifer that became exposed as the paper was moved. Jones also signed and fondled. When the contact was complete Jennifer was becomming aroused again from all of the attention. Mr. Haki held Jones' pen after the last signature. "Your pen?" he asked. "Put it into my new desk set", replied Jones, pointing towards Jennifer. Haki replaced the cap on the thick executive pen, moved to Jennifers legs and easily inserted it into her wet and gaping snatch.
The three men laughed, shook hands and and began to leave the office. At the door they turned and looked at the desk, Jennifer was slowly stroking the pen in and out of herself, oblivious to anything else. Lee said, "Yes! American housewife sluts love sex and love to be used." The three men exited the office together leaving Jennifer in the middle of yet another orgasm.
The next day Jennifer was told to come to Mr. Jones home later in the week, she was also told to buy some clothes like hookers wore and to get some cheap jewlery and ear piercings.
At home Jenifer all but ignored her ****** and at her office she was unable to concentrate on getting her regular work done. Her mind was becoming obsessed with sex. At night, after her ****** was asleep, she would lock herself in the bathroom, fondle her breasts, finger her asshole and masterbate for hours on end. Most of the time her solo-sex sessions were done while looking in the mirror to see how she must look to others. She realized that she looked damn good and that men would like what they saw.
On the day that Jennifer was to go to Mr. Jones house, the Security Chief came to her desk. He didn't say a word. Instead he picked up the picture of Jen's ****** from her desk. Looked at it for a minute, then removed it from the frame. He put another picture in the frame and set it back on her desk. Now staring back at Jennifer was a 3x5 color picture, obviously taken by Jones. It clearly showed Jennifer leaning against a desk, completely naked. It was a close up, so you couldn't tell where she was, but you could see her red nipples and shaved pussy. "Leave this on your desk for everyone to enjoy, Mrs. Frost," said the Chief. "You sure got a nice body, for a mother of two." As he walked away he crumpled the ****** photo in his hand and deliberately tossed it into a trash can.
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So here she was, Jennifer thought to herself, in this room full of men. There were some familiar faces staring expectantly at her in this room. That made it even worse, or maybe it made it better. It would all finally be in the open. Actually she would all be in the open, she wanted to do it, she wanted to display herself, to do what these men wanted. To turn her back on what was good and decent in her life, in favor of being debased.
Jen was lead to the center of the room by Jones. "I told Mrs. Frost to dress like a cheap whore tonight, don't you guys think she did a good job?" Cheers went up from the men at the party. "Most of you know Jennifer from work or from the community, and I have promised that you won't tell anyone about her show tonight, OK?' Laughter erupted from the men. "OK Jen, up on the coffee table her and lets get started." Jennifer looked around the room, music started playing and men started clapping and cheering. She was the center of attention. All of these men were here to see her, to make her do things, make her do bad things. A thrill of excitment ran up her spine.
Jennifer stepped up onto the table, men started chanting, "Take it off! Take it off!" Jennifer had never done a strip-tease before and didn't know what to do. She tried to sway to the music, but the men became more insistent in their calls for "skin, skin, skin." Impatient with Jennifer's uncertain dancing, the Security Chief stepped forward, grabbed the pinned hem of Jen's short skirt, and ripped the material away from her body. The dress tore and Jen was pulled off balance. As she tumbled, a multiture of male hands and arms grabbed her. She was lifted high above the converging, lust crazed crowd. She found herself body- surfing like kids do at rock concerts. She also felt hands grabbing her everywhere. She was helpless, and the unruly mob of men began ripping all of the clothes from her body. Jenninfer was helpless and at their mercy. In moments jennifer was completely nude. She had a fleting concern about her clothes, they were destryed. How could she go home when t his "party" was over? How could she explian it to her ******? But the dozens of hands soon made her forget. She was flipped over face down and held near the ceiling by the mob. Hands grasped her tits and stretched them towards the floor. Her legs were forced apart and fingers probed the juncture between her legs. She lost all thpughts except the feeling of the grabbing, pinching, groping hands.
"God Damn it," a male voice called out from below. "Her cunt is juicing so much that its dripping on me." Jones said, "Put her back on the table and lets she what she can do with some dildos." Jennifer felt herself being lowered. Hands lingered on her tits and ass, as she found her balance on the coffee table. The men backed away and Jones stepped forward holding a number of flesh colored plastic penises.
Jones handed her a six inch plastic phallus and said, "lay back and fuck yourself with this Jennfer." She looked at the tight circle of male faces that surrounded her, took the fake cock and began rubbing it up and down her wet slit. In moments it half of it disappeared into her. it was like it had a will of its own. Jennifer was so wet that it actually slid all the way into her, and she lost her grip. "Damn, did you see that! What a hot box! The thing disappeared inside her man!" was the chourus of exclamation from the audience. "Well Jennifer, it looks like you need something bigger," siad Jones with a note of triumph in his voice. "Stick this up that bald pussy of yours!" He handed her a 10 inch flexible dildo with rubber balls attached to the base. Jennifer dug the normal sized fake cock out of her pussy and replaced it with the larger model. holding the balls she layed back and began to stroke the fuck tube in and out of herself with a steady rythum. "Look at that. She sure can take a cock. I wish that was me in there!" was the new chorus.
Some of the men behind Jennifer couldn't see the cock disappearing and re-appearing. They couldn't see how Jennifer's now red and engourged pussy lips stretched to acommadate the wide girth. They couldn't see how the plastic tube glistened with wetness. Jones siad, "Jennifer some of your fans can't see your slut act very well. Take that out and stand up a minute. Jennifer complied but immediatly missed the fullness in her belly. Jones took the last dildo a 13 inch monster, thick as a drink can, with a suction cup base, and attached the suction cup to the table top. He said, "squat down on this, then everybody will be able to see what a horny, cock hungry housewife you really are."
Jennifer looked down and her eyes widened. But she gamely squated and began to rub the life-like cock head between her labia. The head slipped into her very easily. "Do you think she can take it all? Man, her cunt will be the size of Grand Canyon when she is done with that thing! Shit, look at it going into her!" were the exclamations. Jennifer lowered hersef further. She could feel herslef stretching and there was some discomfort. She paused. "You got two babies out of that hole, take it all Jen", yelled Jones over the cheers of the men. Jen began lowering her self again. Half-way, three quaters of the way, finally her buttocks came in contact with the table top, it was all the inside of her. The men fell silent in disbelief. Then Jen slowly began to lift and lower herself. The room erupted in male cheers. "Go, Go Go, Jen, Jen Jen, Go Jen, Go Jen, Go Jen GO!" After a minute Jennifer had loosened up enough that she was able to move very quickly up and down. "Hold me I'm cumming," she screamed. Arms reached forward and supported her. The suction cup came loose and jennifer flopped onto the table. Dildo burried deep. Her body began thrashing about uncontrollably. After she recovered, Jones said, "hey Mrs. Frost since you like to fuck furniture, why don't you go for something bigger, like the dining room table? He snatched the dildo from her pussy. It make a loud sucking sound as it popped loose. Jones led the men, once again carrying and groping Jennifer to the dining room. He stuck the dildo onto the center of the table. The men dropped her on the table next to it. Jennifer eagerly began to fuck the dining room table. Flashbulbs began going off and the sound of a video camera could be heard. After a few minutes someone yelled, "How about the refigerator?" Jennifer was carried to the kitchen, and the dildo was stuck on the door . This time Jennifer bent over and backed herself onto the huge sextoy. Laughter erupted when as she began to thrust, the refigerator door opened and closed. One man laughed, "I'll help this Frostfree GE, get some pussy." He held the door shut so Jennifer could get a stroking rythum going. "How about the TV?"
She was carried back to the living room. The dildo attached to the screen at the right height. This time as she backed towards the plastic member, the Security Chief slipped between her and the TV knocked the dildo away and with out Jennifer realizing it dropped his pants. As Jennifer backed up the Chief smiled as her stretched pussy engulfed his rigid cock. As impressive as the Chief's member was, Jennifer knew something was different. But it was to late. The Chief grabbed her hips. As she tried to pull away he danced across the room holding her tight. He was so aroused that this simple movement led to him dumping a huge load of cum into Mrs. Jennifer Frost.
Jennifer realized what had happened. Up until now she had at least been able to rationalize her behavior by the fact that she hadn't really been unfaithful to her husband. She hadn't actually fucked anyone else. Now she really was an unfaithful slut. Once the men at the party saw the Chief screw Jennifer, they weren't to be denied their opportunity. The Gand-bang had started.
The three business men clapped and cheered. Jones began giving Jennifer instructions on how to move and disply her naked body, like he had with the Security Chief. She was ordered to do kneebends, fondle her own breasts, spread her now very wet cunt lips with her bright red fingernails, bend over with her ass towards the men, pull her cheeks apart exposing both her pussy and asshole.
Finally, she was told to lay on her back across the desk and finger herself to an orgasm. "Gentlemen," announced Jones, "you see how sexy our American sluts are, now you will see how hard they cum, even when giving themselves pleasure. This wife is very uninhibited, she likes to play with her fucky fucky hole and show everyone how good it feels." Jennifer was beside herself with lust, the three sets of eyes that devoured every inch of her body now inflamed her rather than inhibited her. She spun on the desk to give the men the best view and spread her legs as wide as possible. Running her hands down her body, she shook her own breasts hard to make them jump, then her fingers drove across her stomach to her clit. Strumming the little bud with one hand, the fingers of her other hand wormed their way into her now dripping love hole.
Soon she was writhing and bucking uncontolably on the desk top. As her self administered orgasm hit, her hips jerked up off the desk and she humped at the air as if an invisible lover was fucking her. As the orgasm subsided the men began to talk quietly. "You have im- pressed us with your control of your employees. We are sure that a man like you will be good for business, we will sign that contract now," stated Mr. Lee. Ready for the deal Jones pulled a contact from his pocket. He glanced around the office, Jen was stilled draped over his diesk breathing hard and drops of cunt juice were splattered all over the desk. Finally, Jones just shrugged his sholders and spread the contract out across Jennifer's beautiful naked body. "Stay still, Jen, " Jones laughed, "We still have business to conduct using that sweet body of yours." The Japanese businessmen stepped forwards and began signing the various lines on the contract. Using Jennifer as the writing surface. While one would sign the other would fondle the parts of Jennifer that became exposed as the paper was moved. Jones also signed and fondled. When the contact was complete Jennifer was becomming aroused again from all of the attention. Mr. Haki held Jones' pen after the last signature. "Your pen?" he asked. "Put it into my new desk set", replied Jones, pointing towards Jennifer. Haki replaced the cap on the thick executive pen, moved to Jennifers legs and easily inserted it into her wet and gaping snatch.
The three men laughed, shook hands and and began to leave the office. At the door they turned and looked at the desk, Jennifer was slowly stroking the pen in and out of herself, oblivious to anything else. Lee said, "Yes! American housewife sluts love sex and love to be used." The three men exited the office together leaving Jennifer in the middle of yet another orgasm.
The next day Jennifer was told to come to Mr. Jones home later in the week, she was also told to buy some clothes like hookers wore and to get some cheap jewlery and ear piercings.
At home Jenifer all but ignored her ****** and at her office she was unable to concentrate on getting her regular work done. Her mind was becoming obsessed with sex. At night, after her ****** was asleep, she would lock herself in the bathroom, fondle her breasts, finger her asshole and masterbate for hours on end. Most of the time her solo-sex sessions were done while looking in the mirror to see how she must look to others. She realized that she looked damn good and that men would like what they saw.
On the day that Jennifer was to go to Mr. Jones house, the Security Chief came to her desk. He didn't say a word. Instead he picked up the picture of Jen's ****** from her desk. Looked at it for a minute, then removed it from the frame. He put another picture in the frame and set it back on her desk. Now staring back at Jennifer was a 3x5 color picture, obviously taken by Jones. It clearly showed Jennifer leaning against a desk, completely naked. It was a close up, so you couldn't tell where she was, but you could see her red nipples and shaved pussy. "Leave this on your desk for everyone to enjoy, Mrs. Frost," said the Chief. "You sure got a nice body, for a mother of two." As he walked away he crumpled the ****** photo in his hand and deliberately tossed it into a trash can.
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So here she was, Jennifer thought to herself, in this room full of men. There were some familiar faces staring expectantly at her in this room. That made it even worse, or maybe it made it better. It would all finally be in the open. Actually she would all be in the open, she wanted to do it, she wanted to display herself, to do what these men wanted. To turn her back on what was good and decent in her life, in favor of being debased.
Jen was lead to the center of the room by Jones. "I told Mrs. Frost to dress like a cheap whore tonight, don't you guys think she did a good job?" Cheers went up from the men at the party. "Most of you know Jennifer from work or from the community, and I have promised that you won't tell anyone about her show tonight, OK?' Laughter erupted from the men. "OK Jen, up on the coffee table her and lets get started." Jennifer looked around the room, music started playing and men started clapping and cheering. She was the center of attention. All of these men were here to see her, to make her do things, make her do bad things. A thrill of excitment ran up her spine.
Jennifer stepped up onto the table, men started chanting, "Take it off! Take it off!" Jennifer had never done a strip-tease before and didn't know what to do. She tried to sway to the music, but the men became more insistent in their calls for "skin, skin, skin." Impatient with Jennifer's uncertain dancing, the Security Chief stepped forward, grabbed the pinned hem of Jen's short skirt, and ripped the material away from her body. The dress tore and Jen was pulled off balance. As she tumbled, a multiture of male hands and arms grabbed her. She was lifted high above the converging, lust crazed crowd. She found herself body- surfing like kids do at rock concerts. She also felt hands grabbing her everywhere. She was helpless, and the unruly mob of men began ripping all of the clothes from her body. Jenninfer was helpless and at their mercy. In moments jennifer was completely nude. She had a fleting concern about her clothes, they were destryed. How could she go home when t his "party" was over? How could she explian it to her ******? But the dozens of hands soon made her forget. She was flipped over face down and held near the ceiling by the mob. Hands grasped her tits and stretched them towards the floor. Her legs were forced apart and fingers probed the juncture between her legs. She lost all thpughts except the feeling of the grabbing, pinching, groping hands.
"God Damn it," a male voice called out from below. "Her cunt is juicing so much that its dripping on me." Jones said, "Put her back on the table and lets she what she can do with some dildos." Jennifer felt herself being lowered. Hands lingered on her tits and ass, as she found her balance on the coffee table. The men backed away and Jones stepped forward holding a number of flesh colored plastic penises.
Jones handed her a six inch plastic phallus and said, "lay back and fuck yourself with this Jennfer." She looked at the tight circle of male faces that surrounded her, took the fake cock and began rubbing it up and down her wet slit. In moments it half of it disappeared into her. it was like it had a will of its own. Jennifer was so wet that it actually slid all the way into her, and she lost her grip. "Damn, did you see that! What a hot box! The thing disappeared inside her man!" was the chourus of exclamation from the audience. "Well Jennifer, it looks like you need something bigger," siad Jones with a note of triumph in his voice. "Stick this up that bald pussy of yours!" He handed her a 10 inch flexible dildo with rubber balls attached to the base. Jennifer dug the normal sized fake cock out of her pussy and replaced it with the larger model. holding the balls she layed back and began to stroke the fuck tube in and out of herself with a steady rythum. "Look at that. She sure can take a cock. I wish that was me in there!" was the new chorus.
Some of the men behind Jennifer couldn't see the cock disappearing and re-appearing. They couldn't see how Jennifer's now red and engourged pussy lips stretched to acommadate the wide girth. They couldn't see how the plastic tube glistened with wetness. Jones siad, "Jennifer some of your fans can't see your slut act very well. Take that out and stand up a minute. Jennifer complied but immediatly missed the fullness in her belly. Jones took the last dildo a 13 inch monster, thick as a drink can, with a suction cup base, and attached the suction cup to the table top. He said, "squat down on this, then everybody will be able to see what a horny, cock hungry housewife you really are."
Jennifer looked down and her eyes widened. But she gamely squated and began to rub the life-like cock head between her labia. The head slipped into her very easily. "Do you think she can take it all? Man, her cunt will be the size of Grand Canyon when she is done with that thing! Shit, look at it going into her!" were the exclamations. Jennifer lowered hersef further. She could feel herslef stretching and there was some discomfort. She paused. "You got two babies out of that hole, take it all Jen", yelled Jones over the cheers of the men. Jen began lowering her self again. Half-way, three quaters of the way, finally her buttocks came in contact with the table top, it was all the inside of her. The men fell silent in disbelief. Then Jen slowly began to lift and lower herself. The room erupted in male cheers. "Go, Go Go, Jen, Jen Jen, Go Jen, Go Jen, Go Jen GO!" After a minute Jennifer had loosened up enough that she was able to move very quickly up and down. "Hold me I'm cumming," she screamed. Arms reached forward and supported her. The suction cup came loose and jennifer flopped onto the table. Dildo burried deep. Her body began thrashing about uncontrollably. After she recovered, Jones said, "hey Mrs. Frost since you like to fuck furniture, why don't you go for something bigger, like the dining room table? He snatched the dildo from her pussy. It make a loud sucking sound as it popped loose. Jones led the men, once again carrying and groping Jennifer to the dining room. He stuck the dildo onto the center of the table. The men dropped her on the table next to it. Jennifer eagerly began to fuck the dining room table. Flashbulbs began going off and the sound of a video camera could be heard. After a few minutes someone yelled, "How about the refigerator?" Jennifer was carried to the kitchen, and the dildo was stuck on the door . This time Jennifer bent over and backed herself onto the huge sextoy. Laughter erupted when as she began to thrust, the refigerator door opened and closed. One man laughed, "I'll help this Frostfree GE, get some pussy." He held the door shut so Jennifer could get a stroking rythum going. "How about the TV?"
She was carried back to the living room. The dildo attached to the screen at the right height. This time as she backed towards the plastic member, the Security Chief slipped between her and the TV knocked the dildo away and with out Jennifer realizing it dropped his pants. As Jennifer backed up the Chief smiled as her stretched pussy engulfed his rigid cock. As impressive as the Chief's member was, Jennifer knew something was different. But it was to late. The Chief grabbed her hips. As she tried to pull away he danced across the room holding her tight. He was so aroused that this simple movement led to him dumping a huge load of cum into Mrs. Jennifer Frost.
Jennifer realized what had happened. Up until now she had at least been able to rationalize her behavior by the fact that she hadn't really been unfaithful to her husband. She hadn't actually fucked anyone else. Now she really was an unfaithful slut. Once the men at the party saw the Chief screw Jennifer, they weren't to be denied their opportunity. The Gand-bang had started.
