I was a good Catholic girl and did not allow
sex before marriage, despite having had many boyfriends.
Therefore I was shocked when my husband showed me a contact
magazine, and showed me that a man was offering to buy
used panties from any married woman in London, where we
live.
We were however short of money, and hubby, Walter, said what
harm could it do to sell my panties, so he persuaded
me to let him answer and arrange a meeting, in a local
Saloon bar.
We met the man, and he seemed very nice, and paid me
compliments on my looks, and we had a few drinks, and I
become quite excited by the idea of this man owning
my panties, to do with, however he wanted, however naughty.
Eventually, as we had more drinks, I grew bolder,
and when he invited us back to his place, I readily
agreed to go along with the plan.
When we got to his place, which was lovely and warm,
he asked me to go and wait in his bedroom, while he
had a word with my hubby.
When he came into the bedroom, shutting the door with
Hubby still in the living room, he said it was all
arranged, and he would now pay me to lift my skirt, so
HE could remove my panties.
Well, I was a bit merry by now, a bit confused, and very
excited, as no man had ever seen me without panties
before, except hubby!
So, he gave me the agreed money, putting it on the
bedside cabinet where I could see it, and said "Right
Lily, lift your skirt, so can see what have I have paid
for".
So, with my heart all a flutter, I slowly lifted my skirt,
up above my stocking tops, up higher to my waist, so
he could see my lovely lacy panties.
"Beautiful", he said "What fantastic legs and creamy
white thighs and what lovely underwear".
My heart was pounding, and I tried to stand still,
even when he began to run his hand up my legs, past my
stocking tops, and then started to gently feel my
pussy lips through my panties.
He then hooked his thumbs into the elastic top of my
panties and quickly pulled them down, and his eyes
glowed as he looked at my naked pussy.
"You are all wet and waiting," he said.
"Lay on the bed and part your legs, so I can take the
panties off over your shoes, and close your eyes."
So, I did as I was told, but then realized he was now
kneeling between my legs on the bed, and telling me to
slowly open my eyes.
He was touching my wet pussy lips with one hand, and
rubbing his big naked cock with the other, and I
nearly orgasmic there and then.
"Listen now, Dear", he said, "Your hubby said I can
fuck you if I give you double the money we had agreed,
so you are now going to become my Whore; do you
understand!
"Yes, Sir", I barely managed to reply, longing to
feel his enormous cock inside me.
With that, he put the extra money on the bedside cabinet,
urgently ripped my blouse open, pushed up my bra, and then
lowered himself onto me, pushing his hard naked cock
right up me.
He started to pinch my nipples, as he vigorously
thrust in and out of me, then began to whisper in my
ear "You are a Whore, aren't you, a fucking Whore.
Tell me to fuck you, Whore, answer me NOW Dammit".
I loved it; I had never been so aroused in my life, so
answered "Yes Sir, I am your Whore, your fucking
Whore, fuck me, Sir, fuck me, pleeeeese".
He fucked me harder and harder, pinching my nipples
harder, and as I orgasmed yet again, I felt he was
spunking deep inside me!
When he stopped, he cuddled me for a while, and then said
"Fantastic, I want to see you every week from now on; you are the
best prostitute I have ever had".
As I slowly dressed, I thought "Yes, I suppose I am a
prostitute now, having had a man fuck me for money; and
yet I had loved it. I will definitely come back next week
for more, and every week that he wants me. Fancy
being 'paid' for having the best time ever of my
life, the best fucking EVER!"
On the way home in the car I told hubby exactly what
had happened, but he knew as he had been listening at
the keyhole, and even had a great view of us on the
bed. He was as excited as I was. What a wimp he
really is, I decided!
As walked into our house I could feel all of the guy's
spunk running down my legs, as I had no panties on,
and could not wait to get hubby in the bedroom and
make him see all the other guy's spunk running out of
my used cunt.
Hubby became very aroused and had his little hard
dick out wanking hard, and went to enter my used
pussy, but I stopped him and said "I am a paid Whore
now, so YOU too will have to pay if you ever want my
favours, dear"
Hubby quickly emptied his wallet, giving me all his
money and started to fuck me and was shocked but
delighted to hear me say "I am a Whore, a fucking
Whore, fuck me wimp, fuck me, but PAY me, every time".
So started a new phase of my life, earning money as a
prostitute, and soon making hubby wear a condom when
he fucked me, and eventually denying him access to my
body at all, but telling him how I loved much bigger
cocks than his tiny one from now on.
Yours, ex-prostitute Lily xxxxx
