Housewife Whore: A Slutty Wife Erotica Story

The problem with most of the wives in her neighborhood is that they just won€t put out. Others see it as normal, but she sees it as opportunity. For three hundred dollars, anyone can have her and they can have her any way they want her. Deep throat? No problem. Anal sex? No problem. Double Penetration? You got it! She€s a housewife whore on a mission to please every man in the neighborhood!

Warning: This ebook contains very graphic depictions of sexual activity during slutty wife sex encounters. It includes oral sex, deep throat, semen swallowing, double team sex, sex for hire, anal sex, and double penetration. It is intended for mature readers who will not be offended by explicit descriptions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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It all started innocently enough and of all things at a neighbourhood barbecue. I was in the house and was coming out of the bathroom, when I heard two guys talking about their sex lives. I knew the voices, but I just couldn€t place a name to the voices. One guy said €œI haven€t gotten any play since the kid was born€ and the other guy said €œWell, I€m getting it, but it€s the same old missionary position and nothing else€ They both said in unison €œI would pay to get laid,€ and then they laughed and went their separate ways. I saw one of the guys as I walked by. His name was Jake and he just had a kid, so that was probably the guy not getting any.
I went up to him at the BBQ where he was flipping burgers and said €œI heard what the two of you were talking about.€
He flipped a burger into the pool. He looked around and said, €œPlease don€t tell Gillian what I said.€
I smiled and said, €œI won€t tell, if you don€t tell.€ He got a confused look on his face and I said, €œIf you pay me 300 dollars, I€ll fuck your brains out€
He coughed and said, €œReally?€
I said €œJust name the time and place.€
He said €œLet€s do it now.€
I smiled and said, €œCome to the back of my house in a half hour,€ and then I left him with a dumbfounded look on his face. I told my husband that I wasn€t feeling well, but insisted he stay and enjoy the party. I went back home and waited in the kitchen.
A little while later, the back door was knocked on and I opened to find Jake and Carl standing there with shit eating grins on their faces. Jake said €œI hope you don€t mind, I told Carl and he wanted to join us.€