The Wig

The Wig
copyright 2000 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009


Part One

"I need help. I'm in trouble. Please come to my apartment," said the
voice on the answering machine.

Cindy sighed. It was her twin sister Candy's voice on the machine and it
wasn't the first time she had called for help. However, there was a
certain desperation in her voice this time.

The two sisters were physically identical in every way, but not in
personality. Though identical twins they were never that close growing
up. They were both 25, tall, well built, sexy women. Both sisters had
large breasts with big nipples, thin waists, flat stomachs, and nice
full hips. Candy was the wild one. She had died her hair blonde and
become a bit of a tramp, showing off her body, and sleeping around from
high school to the present day. Cindy was conservative. She kept her
brown hair short and styled. She had been a bit of a tomboy in school
and found her womanly figure more of a burden then a gift. She had
married into high society and transformed herself into an elegant
socialite.

Candy had been in and out of trouble for the last couple years and Cindy
suspected her sister had a drug problem. Cindy and her husband had given
Candy several loans over the last couple years. They spoke on the phone
about once a month, but Cindy really new absolutely nothing about her
sister's life.

Cindy threw on her coat and headed on over to her sister's apartment.
Cindy never liked coming to this part of town. It was filled with
prostitutes, pimps, and peep shows. She parked the beamer on the street
and walked up the three flights to her sister's apartment.

Cindy knocked a couple of times and there was no answer. She reached up
over the door and grabbed her sister's spare key. She put the key in the
lock and turned the knob.

The apartment was empty. It was small with only two rooms, but Candy
kept it fairly well decorated. Cindy looked around for a note from her
sister, but there was nothing. She took off her coat and set it and her
purse over a chair. She sat down on the couch to await her sister.

After fifteen minutes or so, Cindy became fidgety and decided to look
around. She walked over to Candy's liquor cabinet and fixed herself a
martini. She walked around the apartment sipping from her drink.

Cindy walked into her sister's bedroom and looked at herself in the big
full length mirror on the back of the bedroom door. She looked at the
beautiful young women reflected back at her. She was wearing an elegant
knee-length white dress that hugged her figure. She was a far cry from
the tom boy she had been eight or nine years ago.

Cindy turned away from the mirror and looked over at the large unmade
bed. Unless Candy had changed, that bed had probably seen a lot of
action. She sighed and felt a longing deep within her. Her husband Larry
hadn't touched her in four months and even then love making had been
uninspiring. They had been married four years. Larry was too busy and
they rarely even saw each other. Larry was the only man she had ever
slept with and she really had no desire to play around, but she did wish
he'd pay a little more attention to her.

Cindy felt a little dizzy and looked at her glass. It was empty so she
went over and fixed herself another one. It felt good to have a few
drinks and no one was around to complain. She returned to the bedroom
and continued her inspection.

Candy had a small table with a make-up mirror on it. Cindy sat in the
chair and looked at her face. Her hair was perfect, not a hair out of
place and her sparse make-up highlighted her deep green eyes. Just past
the mirror she saw the wig.

Cindy smirked and took it off the Styrofoam head. It was a long curly
blonde wig that matched her sister's hair and she had often seen Candy
wearing it. Cindy hesitated and then put the wig on. Jesus, she thought,
I look just like Candy.

Cindy stared at her reflection for a minute and then with a grin,
grabbed some of her sister's bright red lipstick and a applied it over
her more modest lipstick.  She smacked her lips and then stood up to
look at herself in the full length mirror. She liked the look and for a
second considered dyeing her own hair blonde.

Cindy felt a warmth spreading throughout her body from the alcohol and
decided to have a third glass. Martini's were her favorite and it was
nice of her sister to leave all the ingredients out.

Halfway through her third drink, Cindy wondered back into the bedroom.
She hadn't taken off the wig yet, it made her feel daring, like she was
a whole other person.

Cindy opened the closet door and looked at all her sister's sexy
clothes. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw the set of
lingerie hanging on the door. She picked it up and ran her hands across
the soft fabric.

Two minutes latter, Cindy stood by the bed completely naked. She reached
down and stepped into the panties, pulling them up. She walked over to
the mirror and looked at herself. Her nipples were fat and long and they
were completely erect in the cold air of the apartment. The panties were
lacy, white, and they teased the viewer with just a hint of pubic hair
through the fabric. She turned around and looked at the smooth, bare
skin of her rear end. The panties were a thong and they completely
disappeared between her cheeks. They were a far cry from the old lady's
panties she had just taken off.

Cindy walked back to the bed and grabbed the garter belt. She wrapped it
around her waist about halfway between her navel and the panties, the
little clips dangled down about an inch. She put her right foot into one
of the white nylons and slowly pulled it up her leg until she could clip
it on the garter belt. She liked the feeling of the silky material on
her leg and quickly pulled on the other nylon.

The lacy, white bra matched the panties. Cindy put it on, thinking it
was a little tight, which was odd because she and Candy were the exact
same size. Then she realized it was meant to be tight as the bra pushed
her breasts together making her already impressive cleavage stand out
even more.

Cindy walked over to the mirror and gasped at the image reflected back
at her. The bra was as see through as the panties. You could see her
can-sized areola through the material and her fat nipples were poking
out the material about half an inch. She had never seen herself look
this sexy. She even refused to wear a bikini around her pool, even when
she was alone. She briefly wondered what Larry would think if he saw her
like this. Maybe, it could put some steel back into his penis.

Cindy put down her drink and put her hands on her hips. She ran them up
and down her waist and then across her stomach. The outfit made her feel
sexy and it was so long since anyone had touched her that even her own
caresses felt good. She ran her hand down over her crotch and between
her legs, pressing her finger against the material of her panties. It
was wet to the touch and she realized that the booze and the outfit had
her horny as hell.

Cindy caught herself before she got carried away and went to make
another drink. She stumbled once on her way to the liquor cabinet and
giggled, she was definitely a little tipsy. The martinis were having a
strange effect on her. Every single nerve on her body felt alive and
sensitive to the touch.

She fixed herself her fourth martini and promised that it would be her
last. Already, she was going to have to hang out here until she was
sober enough to drive. And where was Candy? Her sister certainly wasn't
dependable and this wasn't the first meeting she had missed, but Cindy
sensed something was wrong this time.

Cindy walked over to the stereo and turned it on, swaying her hips as
the music blared out of the speakers. She danced over to the window and
peeked out making sure her car was ok.  
The music increased in tempo and she felt the blood rushing in her ears
as her heart beat matched the drumming of the bass.

Cindy let herself go and started swaying to the beat. There was
something sensual about the music and she began running her hands over
her body again, across her belly, up over her breasts, and through the
hair on the wig.

"You are one sexy bitch," said a deep voice.

The voice startled Cindy and she jumped with fright. A big
Italian-looking man was standing in the room holding her sister's spare
key. He had dark skin under black wavy hair and a large scar from his
left cheek to his chin. He wasn't very handsome, but the scar gave him a
dangerous look that she found exciting. Underneath an expensive suit was
what looked like a very well built body.

Cindy looked around for something to cover herself up with. She felt
more exposed before this stranger then she had ever been before her
husband. She grabbed a pillow off the couch and held it over her body,
bending into it to cover her breasts and crotch.

The man laughed and grabbed the pillow out of her hands, tossing it
aside. "Why so shy Candy?" he asked. "It's not like your hiding anything
I haven't seen before. Besides, you know what I want."

Cindy gulped and stood up straight. "Yes," she said, though she had no
idea what he was talking about. Standing before this large man
practically naked had her feeling strange. Her nipples were rock hard
and she could feel her juices dripping down her thigh.

"Good," said the man taking off his blazer. He walked up to her and
rested his hands on her shoulders. He began pushing down with increasing
strength until Cindy fell to her knees  before him. She was staring
right a his zipper.

He reached down and unbuckled his belt, pulling it through the loops.
"You take off the rest," he said.

The man wanted her to take off his pants, but what on earth for? Cindy
just kneeled there kind of shocked until the man said, "Hurry up." His
hands were still on her shoulders and his grip started tightening.

Cindy swallowed nervously and then reached out and unbuttoned his
trousers. Her hands were shaking as she grabbed the tab of his zipper
and slowly pulled down, holding her hands out to avoid contact with his
crotch.

When the flaps of his pants were hanging open, she pulled down his
trousers until he kicked off his shoes and stepped out of them. He held
up his legs and she pulled off his socks. She looked up his legs. They
were hairy and muscular. As her eyes traveled up his body, they opened
wide when she got to his crotch.

The man was wearing black briefs. They were tight and bulging out
obscenely. She could see the outline of a very impressive looking penis
and two large testicles under his underwear.
She looked away from his crotch in confusion. The man looked a lot
bigger then her husband. Larry's had been the only penis she had ever
seen and she didn't know they came in different sizes.

The man was unbuttoning his shirt and when he finished, he took it off,
throwing it beside his pants. His chest was very hairy and he was
covered with muscles. She wished her husband had half this man's
muscles. Larry was short and skinny without a muscle on his body.

"Come on Candy," said the man impatiently. "Take the rest off."

Cindy felt a thrill run through her at the thought of seeing his penis.
The booze was making her play along with this more then she should have.
Maybe, she'd just take a peek and then tell him she wasn't Candy.

Cindy reached up with both hands and grabbed the waist band of his
briefs. The man's large penis moved as she pulled his underwear out and
then swiftly yanked them down.

The fattest penis she could have imagined jumped out of his shorts. It
wasn't fully erect, but it was a little swollen as it hung at half mast
before her face. As she stared at it, the thing grew a little more until
it stood straight out pointing at her face. Larry's penis was built just
like he was, short and skinny. The stranger's penis was impossibly thick
and looked to be twice as long as her husband's, at least eight inches.
The head of the man's penis was even twice as big as Larry's, it was as
big as a golf ball.

"What the fuck you waiting for bitch? Suck my cock."

His shout startled her and she jumped. The man's harsh language
frightened her. Cindy hadn't even imagined performing such a disgusting
sexual act. Did her sister really do this sort of thing?

She was about to stop this from going any further, when the man roughly
grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forward into his crotch. The
man's large penis slid along her cheek until her nose was buried in his
pubic hair. He smelled of sweat, but it wasn't offensive, it made him
smell manly.

"Come on slut, kiss my cock."

Cindy felt a shiver travel up her spine. She had never been treated like
this by anyone and it excited her. She puckered her lips and kissed the
base of his penis. She had never done anything like this, she hadn't
even touched her husband's penis except to guide it inside her during
sex.

She kissed it again and the man relaxed his grip so that she could kiss
her way up his penis, her mind screaming no, but her body responding to
this strange situation. It felt like Niagara Falls between her legs. She
decided to go through with it. The man probably wouldn't believe she
wasn't Candy anyway and besides doing it wouldn't hurt her sister's
reputation any.
She kissed her way up to the tip of his cock and then she felt moisture
on her lips when she kissed the slit on the tip. The thing was oozing
precum. She kissed the tip again and held her lips on the head as she
stared up at the man.
He grinned down at her, a triumphant smirk on his face and said, "Now
lick it."

Cindy slipped her tongue out between her lips and flicked it across the
tip of his cock. The man's penis jerked at her touch and he groaned. She
licked out again this time circling the head of his penis. She moved her
lips down his shaft, licking out and touching every inch. He helped her
by lifting it up so that she could lick down the underside of his shaft.

"Lick my balls slut," said the man.

Cindy only hesitated a split second before obeying the man. Something
was wrong here, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. It was like
all her will to resist as gone, it was easier to go along with his
orders. She held her tongue out and ran it over his hairy testicles.
They were also a lot bigger then her husbands, they hung heavy and low,
filled with semen.

"Enough, now suck it."

Cindy moved her mouth up the shaft and kissed the head again. This time
she pushed forwards, her lips parting as she swallowed the fat head into
her mouth.

Cindy pushed several inches into her mouth and sucked on the tip like a
lollipop. This really wasn't too bad. It was fun even.

"Come on you can do better then that and watch them teeth."

Cindy pushed another inch into her mouth. She felt the head poking at
her throat and she gagged.

"What the hells wrong with you Candy. Your the best cock sucker I know."

Cindy felt a twinge of jealousy when she heard how good her sister was.
She suppressed her gag reflex and swallowed again, this time taking more
then half his penis in her mouth. The head entered her throat, the
flared ridge scraping along the top as she swallowed even more of his
large penis.

She felt the need to come up for air and slid his cock out of her
throat, gasping for air. Her hand automatically began stroking the man's
penis to keep him aroused and hard.

She took a deep breath and swallowed the man's penis again. This time
she began breathing steadily through her nose as she focused on
swallowing the whole thing. She was going to beat her sister at
something if she choked to death on the big thing.

She pushed down feeling the head once again penetrate her throat. This
time she didn't stop at six inches, instead she took a deep breath
through her nose and fell forward until his pubic hair tickled her nose.

"That's better slut, now suck that big cock."

Cindy began bobbing her head along his penis. She increased her speed as
her throat grew accustomed to the large invader. The man groaned from
time to time and he began bucking his hips. His penis seemed to grow
even bigger in her throat. Cindy suddenly realized the man was about to
orgasm. He was actually about to shoot his seed into her mouth. She
hadn't thought that far ahead. The thought horrified her, but as she
reluctantly slid her mouth off the man's penis, he grabbed the back of
her head and held it still as he came in her mouth.

The strength and amount of his ejaculate caught her off guard. First the
head seemed to swell impossibly large and then it jerked as her mouth
filled with the man's semen. She tried to spit it out, but the man held
her head still until she was forced to swallow it to make room for his
second load. She swallowed three mouthfuls of sperm before the man
finally released her head. However, instead of backing off, she held her
lips over the tip and tried to suck out even more sperm. She continued
to suck on the man's penis until he pulled it out of her mouth.

"That was your best yet," said the man pulling her to her feet. He began
running his hands over her breasts, hips, and down her belly. "God you
have a hot body. I think I'm going to repay the favor."

Cindy was still in a daze about sucking a stranger's penis and finding
that she enjoyed it, even enjoyed swallowing his semen. The man pulled
her over towards the couch. His deft fingers quickly flicked off her bra
and he became the second man to ever see her breasts. He seemed
fascinated with them, twirling her nipples between his fingers and
stroking them like they were miniature penises. He bent down and sucked
one long nipple into his mouth, gently biting it between his teeth.

The man put his hand back on her shoulders and pushed her down onto the
couch. He kneeled between her legs and started kissing her belly,
slipping his tongue into her belly button. She sucked her stomach in at
each kiss as he moved down under her navel. He kissed her panties
traveling down the side of her pubic hair going lower and lower.

Cindy's breathing had increased and she found her legs were parting for
the man. She had no idea what was going to happen, but she strongly
suspected she would enjoy it.

She jumped when his finger slid across her labia as he hooked her
panties and pulled it aside. She felt his breath on her vagina just
before his tongue flickered out and licked up her labia. Cindy's eyes
opened wide in disbelief. "I had no idea," she muttered.

The man started attacking her vagina. His tongue felt like a snake as it
wormed it's way between her folds into her vagina. Cindy found herself
humping his face in time to the thrusts of his tongue. Her belly was
undulating and she was gasping for air. She gasped when the man started
sucking on her labia, slowly working his way up. She felt strange, like
a pressure cooker slowly building until...

The man's tongue flickered across her clit and the pressure exploded as
she had the first orgasm of her life. She screamed as waves of pleasure
coursed through her body emanating from her womb. Her eyes rolled up in
her head and she almost passed out.

The man was merciless. He didn't even let her recover from the first
orgasm when he gave her another. The man circled her clit with his
tongue and then sucked it between his lips. The second orgasm caused her
to scream again and thrash her body as she humped her vagina into the
man's face.

He let her recover a little before resuming. This time he slid two
fingers into her vagina and began slowly moving them in and out. He
found a spot deep inside her and circled it with the tips of his fingers
until she felt another orgasm building. He leaned down and sucked her
clit into his mouth again. Sweat broke out on her forehead and she
arched her back in ecstasy. Her vagina clamped down around his fingers
and she felt her juices soaking the man's fingers as the biggest orgasm
yet wracked her body.

This time she must have passed out. She awoke feeling exhausted but more
alive then she had ever felt before as if every nerve in her body was
alive. She looked down her body, past her heaving breasts and down over
her belly. Her vagina was spread open, her clit was engorged and
distended to the point where it looked like a miniature penis. It was
soaked with her juices as was her labia and thighs. The man's big penis
was pointing at her labia and it looked like her lips were parting to
receive him.

Her panties were missing and the man was now kneeling between her legs,
holding the base of his penis as he brought it up to her vagina. She
moaned and stared at it in awe as he rubbed it against her labia. "Why
don't you let me fuck you," he said already pushing down on the head.

Cindy thought of Larry and felt a twinge of guilt, but she had to know
what it felt like to have such a big penis stuffed inside her. The man
wasn't waiting for permission. Her vagina stretched wider then it ever
had as her lips closed over the head of his penis.

"I knew after weeks of sucking my cock, you'd let me fuck you.

He pumped forwards with his hips sliding half his penis into her. It was
as much as her husband could give her, but the man was so much thicker,
it felt incredible. Her vagina seemed to love it. It was squeezing his
penis, trying to suck it in deeper.

Cindy knew this was the ultimate betrayal of her husband, but she still
didn't have the will to resist. It was just so much easier to sit back
and let him put his big beautiful penis deep into her vagina. Deeper
then any man had been.

"For a slut you sure have one tight pussy," said the man groaning as he
pushed his penis all the way in. "Its like fucking a virgin."

"Your big penis makes me feel like I am a virgin," said Cindy. She was
in awe of this man and she felt half in love with him.

He laughed. "Don't you mean my cock? You love my cock don't you?"

"Yes, yes," she cried, "I love your big cock."
Then she whimpered as he slowly pulled it out and she felt empty inside.

He held the head just on the entrance to her vagina. "Tell me what you
want."

"I want your cock inside me. Please put it in me," she begged.

"What do you want me to do with it?" he asked.

Cindy grunted in frustration. She was thrusting her hips forward trying
to get his cock in her again. Her frustration brought the words he
wanted to hear into her head. "I want you to fuck me. Fuck my pussy with
your big cock. Fuck me like I've never been fucked before.

"You got it bitch," he said slamming his entire cock into her. Cindy
screamed as his sudden thrust gave her a big orgasm. How had she ever
lived without them?

The man grabbed her ankles and held them apart as he repeatedly slammed
his cock into her pussy. He was smirking down at her and he seemed full
of himself. He thought he was giving a slut the fucking of her life and
the way her body was reacting to him seemed to fill him with arrogance.

'And he deserves to feel cocky,' thought Cindy as his mighty cock
brought her to orgasm after orgasm. Finally after what felt like hours
of good hard fucking, she felt his cock spasm and she came again as his
semen struck places in her pussy so deep she didn't even know she had
them.

He pulled his cock out and shot one last wad across her belly button.
Then he rested his cock on her pubic hair as they caught their breath.

Cindy stared at him adoringly as the man stood up and pulled on his
clothes. The man returned her loving stare with an arrogant sneer as he
reached in his pocket and tossed a zip lock bag beside her. "I'll put
this on your account," he said. "You'd better be at Big Jim's by eight
or else." Then he walked out the door.

Cindy couldn't take her eyes off him until he was gone The stranger had
given her the fucking of her life and she didn't even know his name.

But she knew his occupation. Cindy suddenly felt sick as she looked at
the little vials in the bag. The man was her sister's drug dealer.


Part 2

"I'm worried about Candy honey," said Cindy into the phone. "I’m going
to stay here until she shows up. I might not be home until morning."

"Just remember," said her husband Larry. "Don't give her any more
money."

"I won't," replied Cindy hanging up the phone.

After fucking the stranger, Cindy had showered and changed back into her
dress. She had returned the wig to it's pedestal. She had laid down in
her sister's bed and napped for several hours she was so exhausted
from getting the fucking off her life from her sister's drug dealer.

As the hours passed, she became more worried about her sister's
whereabouts. The stranger had told her to be at Big Jim's tonight. Maybe
her sister would show up there?

Cindy rummaged around for a phone book, but couldn't find one. Finally,
she called information and asked for an establishment called "Big
Jim's." There was one and it had a local number. She called the number,
a man answered and she could hear music blaring in the background.
Probably a bar, she thought as the man gave her the address.

The address wasn't far from her sister's apartment. It was still in the
seedy section of town and Cindy couldn't afford to be seen there
so she returned to her sister's bureau and put on the wig. The wig
didn't go with her elegant attire so she began rummaging through her
sister's clothes, selecting heels, a mini skirt, and a white halter.
Things she would ever wear in public without the wig to disguise her.
When she put the clothes on, she couldn't believe how much like her
sister she looked.

Cindy decided to take a taxi. The driver knew right where Big Jim's was
and dropped her off in an alley. She paid him and got out of the cab.

There was a door in the alley that she tried to open, but it was locked.
This must be the back entrance to the bar. She was just about to go out
on the street to find the main entrance when a voice said, "Whatsa a
matter, forgot your key?"

Cindy looked behind her and was surprised to see a pretty young girl
pulling a key out of her purse. The girl was dressed similar to herself,
kind of a cross between sexy and slutty. She had large breasts like
Cindy's, but they were a little too perky to be real.

"Where you been hanging out?" asked the girl as she unlocked the door.

"Around," said Cindy following her in to a dark hall.

"Well you've pissed off a lot of people around here, including me," said
the girl. "You'd better go make things right with Big Jim."

"I'm sorry, I haven't been myself lately."

"Here then," said the girl, "take this." The girl handed her a pill and
Cindy swallowed it dry, thinking it was just an aspirin.

The girl had pointed at  door that had an office sign stuck to the top.
'Big Jim must be the manager,' thought Cindy. He might know where my
sister is.

Cindy clenched her fist and knocked lightly. "Who the fuck is it?"
yelled a voice from the office.

"It's Candy," said Cindy.

The door was yanked open and Cindy found herself staring at a greasy
little Italian guy. He was probably her height, though she was taller in
her heels. The man was probably about fifty with silver streaks in his
hair. He had a slight paunch and his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a
very hairy chest and several large gold chains.

"Well, well, well," said Big Jim. "I didn't expect to see your face back
here. I thought you ran off to one of the chain clubs." The man grabbed
her shoulders and shook her violently. "You're costing me a fortune,
bitch," he said before pulling her into the office.

"I'm sorry," she said shaking him off. "I haven't been feeling very
well."

"Well you do sound kind of funny," he said sitting down. "Tell you what
slut, you owe me interest on the money you cost me." He spread his legs,
"Time to make a payment."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Come suck my cock."

Cindy didn't like that idea too much, but for some reason the thought of
blowing two strangers in one day had her pussy gushing.

"Come on slut, we don't have all day," said Jim. "There's worse things I
could make you do."

Cindy slowly walked towards the man. She was feeling funny again and she
wondered what exactly was in the pill the other girl had given her. Her
inhibitions were disappearing as she fell to her knees between the
spread legs of Big Jim.

"I've been wanting this a long time, Candy," said Jim.

Cindy nodded. An impressive bulge was growing under the man's slacks.
Her hands were shaking as she unbuckled his belt and pulled it out
through the loops. She then unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled the
zipper down.

The man raised his hips long enough for her to pull his pants down
around his ankles. When she looked up the tip of a very long cock was
sticking out of his briefs. Her eyes widened when she saw it and his
briefs quickly joined his pants around his ankles.

His cock stood out proudly from his crotch. It was about ten inches
long, even bigger then the man earlier, though Jim wasn't nearly as
thick.

"What do you think? Big enough for ya?"

"It's beautiful," she said staring at it. Before today, she had only
seen her husband's little penis. Now she had seen three and she was
starting to feel cheated. Why did she have to get stuck with the small
one at home?

Cindy grabbed the base. Her fingers barely touched as they encircled it.
She brought her head forward and kissed the tip before licking around
the head of the man's cock.

"Uppity bitch," said Jim. "Too good to give the boss a blow job. Never
thought you'd be sucking my cock did you?"

"If I'd known it was this big," she replied I would have sucked it a
long time ago." It jerked at the compliment just as she wrapped her lips
around the head. She wondered what her sister would think when she
showed up and the boss expected a blow job from her, not to mention her
drug dealer wanting to fuck her again.

"Well your lips sure look good wrapped around my big dick," he said as
he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off.

Cindy's lips were busy slurping on the head of his cock so she didn't
answer, she just nodded, which resulted in her bobbing her head over
several inches of cock and Big Jim groaned with delight.

She relaxed her throat and began swallowing his cock. The guy earlier
had been good practice for her and she easily swallowed eight inches.
Jim's ten inch cock provided her with a new challenge and with a little
extra effort she pushed down until her nose touched his hairy crotch.

Cindy began bobbing her head rapidly up and down his cock. She tightened
her lips and was rewarded by a big groan from Jim as he began bucking
his hips, ramming his cock into her mouth.

She heard another groan of satisfaction and was surprised to find that
it was coming from deep in her own throat. Why did she enjoy doing this
base act? Why did she enjoy being treated like a whore? Why was her
belly growling at the thought of swallowing his hot sperm?

"God damn I knew you would be good," said Jim grabbing the sides of her
head and fucking her mouth. She felt the wig shift a little as he
grabbed it, but it remained on.

Jim's cock was swelling rapidly and with a jerk that she felt deep in
her throat he shot his first load directly into her belly. She wanted to
taste it, so she pulled her head up and caught his second wad in her
mouth, rolling his hot seed around on her tongue before swallowing it.
When Jim was finished cumming, he pulled her to her feet and flicked up
her halter top so that he could play with her breasts.

"That's odd, your areola seem bigger then normal," said Jim just before
he bent down and sucked a nipple into her mouth.

Cindy moaned and grabbed the back of his head as he sucked on her
nipples. One skillful hand was working it's way under her skirt, pushing
aside her panties, and fingering her slit until she started humping his
hand.

Cindy moaned with frustration when he suddenly stood up and spun her
around. Jim roughly forced her down over his desk, mashing her breasts
against the wood and her ass was thrust up above her arched back.
Cindy felt his cock pushing against her labia and with one powerful
push, he thrust his entire cock deep into her pussy where no man had
ever gone before. Cindy screamed as his cock triggered a large orgasm.

Jim held his cock buried in her pussy, moving it around slightly. "I'’ve
decided to collect another interest payment."

"Make me pay," she cried pushing her ass back into his cock. "I love
your big cock. Fuck my pussy."

"I can fuck lots of pussys bitch," he said pulling his cock out. "I'm
just lubricating my dick up so I can fuck your ass. Not many sluts can
take it up the ass like you can."

Cindy's eyes opened wide and as she felt his cock sliding between her
ass cheeks. She thought, 'Oh oh."

Cindy felt Jim slide his long cock down her crack until the head was
touching her rectum. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined people
did this sort of thing. If she had she would have been thoroughly
disgusted with the idea, now she wanted to do whatever would please Big
Jim. As the head began pushing against her sphincter, she knew one
thing, she was glad he wasn't as thick as the man who had fucked her
earlier.

Her sphincter seemed reluctant at first, then it slowly opened for the
invader. Cindy gritted her teeth and grabbed the edge of the desk as her
ass hole stretched open to the point she thought it would rip apart,
then thankfully slowly closed around the head of his cock.

"Gawd damn, you’re tight," said Jim. "This is harder then I thought. You'd
better hang on."

Big Jim put his hands on her cheeks and spread her wide open as he began
pushing more of his cock in. Cindy had never felt so full and he was
only half in. Jim continued his relentless advance deep into her ass and
she was surprised to find that her ass was growing accustomed to his
cock even before she felt his balls gently slap against her thighs as he
buried it to the hilt.

She was breathing heavily from the pressure and Jim gave her a minute to
get used to it. Jim began slowly withdrawing his cock until just the
head was in, then he pushed it back in. He began a long leisurely fuck
of her ass.

"This is the best ass fuck I ever had bitch," said Jim sighing with
pleasure. "Your ass is gripping my cock like a vice. It's like your a
virgin back here."

"I've never had a cock as big as yours before," said Cindy. She was
starting to get into it, liking it even. The only draw back was that her
pussy felt neglected.

"You like my big cock don't you?" asked Jim picking up speed.

"Yes, god yes," moaned Cindy. "I love your cock. Fuck my ass." She was
squirming around his cock wishing she could get a hand between her legs
to finger her pussy.

"Ugh ugh," she grunted. Jim was fucking her ass hard now. It seemed to
last forever, probably because he had come earlier. Finally, Jim gave a
hard thrust and she felt his cock spurt sperm deep into her ass. The
cock spasmed and spit out another large wad and then a third. It was
still oozing sperm as it began to shrivel in her ass and he slowly
pulled it out.

With a loud smack, Jim brought his hand down on her ass cheek and said,
"Hurry up and get changed. You only got a few minutes till your on."

Cindy sighed and stood up, feeling semen squish around in her ass. She
didn't know what he was talking about, but she quickly got dressed. As
she was heading out the door he called, "I'll be expecting another
interest payment every day until you pay me back."

"No problem," she replied picturing the shock on her sister's face when
she saw Big Jim again.


Part 3


Cindy left Big Jim's office and wandered down the hall. Suddenly, a
giant black guy loomed up out of nowhere and grabbed her shoulders.
"Julie told me you were here," he said. "What the fuck were you
thinking?"

"I-I don't know," she replied intimidated by his size. He was the
biggest man she had ever seen. The black guy was probably close to six
and a half feet tall and he bulged with the muscles of a professional
weight lifter.

The black man pulled her into a dressing room. It was filled with a rack
of clothes, a makeup mirror and a cot. "This wasn't supposed to happen,"
said the black guy.

"What?" asked Cindy.

"Nothing," said the black.

They were interrupted by a knock on the door and the girl who had let
her into Big Jim's stuck her head in the door. "Thirty minutes," said
the girl looking at Cindy, "You make sure she's out there Billy."

"I will Julie," replied the black guy rolling his eyes when Julie left.
"You better get changed."

Cindy looked over at the row of clothes. "Here this one," said Billy
taking out a police uniform.

Cindy looked at the outfit. It was a skimpy mock up with shorts, a short
sleeve shirt, a badge, and a belt with a Billy club. She waited, but it
looked like Billy wasn't going anywhere. He just motioned for her to
hurry up.

She didn't even like taking her clothes off in front of Larry, let alone
a black stranger. Cindy turned her back to Billy and pulled off her
halter.

"Seen Big Jim yet?" asked Billy while she stripped.

"Yeah," she replied pulling on the cop's blouse.

"Did he make you blow him?"

Cindy was buttoning on the uniform's blouse. "Yes," she said after
hesitating. Billy scared her and she was afraid of lying to him.

"Just remember, slut," said Billy. "You can put your mouth anywhere, but
your ass and pussy are mine and mine alone."

Cindy's eye widened. Her sister was fucking a black guy! She never would
have considered sleeping with a black man. What would he do to her if he
found out Jim had fucked her ass? She was suddenly conscious that her
ass was facing Billy. Her rectum had to be stretched out and irritated.
She could still feel Jim's sperm squishing around in there. She spun
around as she pulled on the shorts.

Cindy looked at Billy. He was looking a her differently now. Like a
predator looks at prey. He motioned her to look down. She looked down his
large torso. He had unbuttoned his pants and the largest cock she had ever seen was pointing
right at her.

It was probably a foot long, three times the size of Larry's, longer
then Jim's, and even a little thicker then the Italian guys. The whole
thing was as dark black as his skin and it was crisscrossed with bulging
blue veins. The head was bigger then a golf ball and a lot larger then
his rod. He had pulled out his testicles and they were bigger then tennis
balls. His cock was so big, it looked cartoonish.

"Come on Candy," said Billy. "Lets clean that white boys cum outta yo
mouth."

Cindy just stared at  it in amazement until he grew impatient and
grabbed her shoulders pushing her down to her knees. It looked even
bigger close up. He grabbed his cock by the base and ran it all over her
face. "Now slut," he growled. "We don't have that long."  

Cindy's stomach growled. She couldn't help herself. She had to have
Billy's big cock. She pursed her lips and kissed it as it slid down her
right cheek. Cindy stuck her tongue out and tried to lick it, her head
turning to follow his cock until he stopped moving it and held it before
her face.

Billy let go of his cock as she grabbed the base to hold it still as
Cindy ran her tongue over the bulbous black head. "Lick it all," ordered
Billy.

Cindy obeyed, licking down the sides and under it. Billy grabbed the tip
of his cock and lifted it up simultaneously thrusting his big balls into
her face. She took the hint, kissing and licking both of his testicles.
He smelled musky, but it wasn't offensive. Instead, it made him smell
masculine and her pussy started gushing.

Billy released his cock, it smacked her in the face as it fell. Cindy
kissed her way back up to the tip. She kissed the pee-slit and then
began parting her lips. The large size of Billy's cock head presented a
new challenge to her and her jaw stretched wide as she pushed the head
into her mouth. Cindy felt her lips glide up over the large ridge and
then down to his rod as she swallowed the entire head. Billy's cock head
was at least two inches of his foot long cock. It was so big just the
head filled her mouth.

Cindy ran her tongue over the head in her mouth. She was breathing
heavily through her nose, concentrating on the task before her. Being a
bored rich girl, Cindy had once taken some trendy yoga classes. She
remembered her lessons, concentrate, focus on your goals. The head
entered her throat and she suppressed her gag reflex. It felt so thick,
she imagined her throat stretched out shaped like his cock head, like
when a snake swallows a large animal.

Cindy used her yoga techniques, swallowing inch after inch. Billy became
the third man to put his cock in her throat in a day. She had done so
many today she was becoming an expert and Billy's entire cock entered
Her mouth.

He seemed delighted and she wondered if her sister had been able to take
the whole thing. Billy grabbed the back of her head and he began
thrusting his cock, fucking her face vigorously.

He had been fucking her face for five minutes when Julie stuck her head
in the door and said, "Ten minutes." Julie looked down at Billy's cock
and added, "Lucky bitch," before closing the door again.

Billy increased his pace knowing they were pressed for time. After
another five minutes, Billy's cock began swelling up. His grip on her
head tightened and with a loud bellow his cock exploded.

His cock leaped and jerked in her throat, His hot cum slid down her
throat as he slowly pulled it out until just the head was in her mouth.
Wave after wave of semen slid down her throat. It came so fast, sperm
dribbled down her chin, but Cindy tried her best to capture every drop.

"Here take this," said Billy. He threw a pill in her mouth and squeezed
his cock, forcing more sperm out onto her tongue. She swallowed the pill
with a sperm chaser.

Billy zipped his pants up and tossed her a towel. "Lets go," he said
after she wiped her chin off.

Cindy wondered where they were going and why she had put on the police
uniform. The pill was on top of another one she had taken before seeing
Big Jim. They made her feel alive, relaxed, and uninhibited.

Billy pulled her to her feet and led her out the door. They walked over
to another door and Billy cracked it open peering outward. Cindy  heard
voices and rock music on the other side. She wrinkled her nose
distastefully at the smell of cigarette smoke on the other side.

Billy motioned for her to step up to the door. Cindy moved up and peeked
out. She was standing near a raised platform in a crowded bar. Dozens of
men were sitting around staring at the stage drinking and smoking. Two
poles were at opposite sides and in the middle of the stage. The wall to
the right of her door and all around the stage was mirrored.

"And now," said a DJ, she could see at the far end of the bar. "Big
Jim's proudly presents, Julie Lynn"- Julie came out of another door onto
the stage waving at the audience-"and Candy."

Cindy's eyebrows flew up, the men were applauding, and the DJ started
playing rock music. She was looking out the door when Billy shoved her
onto the stage.

Cindy stumbled onto the stage, her mouth hanging open as she stared wide
eyed at all the eager male faces looking up at her. She looked over at
Julie. The other girl was dancing sensuously. Cindy noticed for the
first time that the other woman was dressed as a prisoner, in a black
and white striped outfit, consisting of shorts and a halter.

My god, thought Cindy. She finally knew what her sister did for a
living. She was a stripper!

The crowd was staring at her. Cindy could see Big Jim out in the
audience. He was motioning for her to dance. She turned to make a run
for it, but Billy was blocking the exit, his arms folded across his
chest. She looked over at Julie. The stripper had taken off her halter
and was wearing a matching bikini top.

The stage was weaving funny. Cindy looked down and was surprised to find
her hips were swaying to the music. The drug had loosened her up enough
that she was responding to the music just like she had earlier at her
sister's apartment. She briefly wondered if the martini's at Candy's had
been drugged and then the thought left her as the music took over her
body.

Cindy looked over at Julie. The girl's back was to the audience as she
removed her shorts. She was bent forward so that her ass was showing to
the crowd. Cindy needed to catch up. She unbuttoned her shirt and
stripped down to her own bra. Julie was now dancing around one of the
poles in a black and white striped bikini. Cindy emulated the other
girl's movements. She removed her belt, dropping her handcuffs and a
small Billy club to the floor.

Soon Cindy started dancing around the other pole wearing only her own
bra and panties.  The music stopped and Cindy quit dancing. She leaned back against the
pole breathing heavily. She was confused. She was glad it was over, but
something deep inside her wanted to strip all the way before all these
strange men. There was something erotic abut the idea and she could feel
her nipples hardening. They pushed out her bra turning so hard they hurt
as they rubbed against the bra’s material.

It wasn't over. Another song started and Julie started dancing again.
Cindy followed suit. This time Julie removed her bikini top, throwing it
behind her on the stage. Cindy reached behind her and unhooked her bra.
She tossed the bra to the floor. Her large, firm breasts dropped an inch
as she freed them. She sighed in relief as the cool air hit her exposed
nipples. Exposing herself was liberating. She felt exhilarated in the
fact that more men seemed to be staring at her own breasts then at
Julie's equally large, but fake breasts.

The song hit a beat and the two women turned showing the audience their
asses as they simultaneously removed their panties. Dancing was coming
naturally to her. She knew what to do almost like she was born with the
ability.

Cindy blushed crimson as she danced before the audience completely nude.
Light reflected off her thighs from where it was wet with her arousal
and she knew the audience could tell she was turned on. The song ended
and the women quit dancing.

Another song started. This time, Julie began dancing towards her. They
danced around each other for awhile and Cindy could tell she was doing
something wrong. Julie was glaring at her. The other girl leaned forward
crossing her arms against the pole with her legs spread like she was
being frisked.

"Come on bitch," hissed Julie. "Your supposed to handcuff me."

"I don't understand," said Cindy.

Julie threw her a glare that spoke volumes. The other girl bent down and
grabbed the handcuffs. The next thing Cindy knew, she was handcuffed to
the pole with her arms behind her. The crowd roared.

"Looks like they got a new act," said the dj.

Cindy was handcuffed to the pole with her hands behind her. Julie stood
up and leaned her body into Cindy's, mashing their breasts together.
"What the fucks wrong with you?" whispered Julie in her ear as Julie
began kissing Cindy's neck.

Julie worked her way down. She kissed Cindy's chest and down her large
breasts. Cindy moaned as the stripper’s tongue flickered over her hard,
left nipple. Julie teased her nipple for a moment before sucking it into
her mouth. Cindy couldn't understand why another woman was having an
affect on her like this, but it felt wonderful.

Julie switched to her other nipple and then started working her way down
over Cindy's belly. She kissed Cindy's belly button, slipping her tongue
inside. Cindy sucked her stomach in at the erotic feeling that traveled
up her spine. She was breathing heavily as Julie worked her way down to
her crotch.

Cindy looked out over Julie's head towards the audience. The room was
silent except for the rock music. Every eye in the room was staring at
the two girls on stage. She was still staring at the crowd when Julie's
tongue flickered out over her clit.

Cindy gasped. She parted her legs some more. The other girl's tongue
circled Cindy's clit and ran down her slit. Cindy's hips were humping
out with each thrust of the girl's tongue. Julie was more skilled then
the big Italian guy who had eaten her pussy earlier. She felt an orgasm
approaching, a big one. It grew and grew until....

Julie stopped and stood up before Cindy. Julie put her arms on Cindy's
shoulders and began pushing down until Cindy yielded, sliding down the
pole. It was Cindy's turn to kiss Julie's body. She kissed down Julie's
chest to her perfect breasts, sucking the girl's nipples into her mouth.
Cindy emulated Julie's actions kissing down the girls belly, sliding her
tongue into Julie's navel. Kissing a woman was nice. Julie's body was
soft and smooth. It was different then being with a man, not better,
just different.

Cindy was now kneeling, still handcuffed to the pole. She needed to cum
bad. Julie had quit just as the biggest orgasm ever was approaching. If
she treated Julie right, maybe the other girl would let her cum.

Julie parted her legs and stepped forward. Cindy leaned down, cupped her
tongue, and ran it between Julie's legs. She teased Julie's clit and
worked her tongue down between the folds of her pussy. Cindy did this
for a couple minutes before moving back up to the girl's clit and
sucking it between her lips. Julie grabbed the back of Cindy's head and
thrust her pussy down over her mouth as she came.

"That looked like a real one folks," said the dj. The audience
applauded.

Julie moved behind her and unlocked the handcuffs. Cindy fell forward as Julie
pushed her from behind. Cindy fell forward on her cheek, her face
staring out at the audience, her ass thrust up in the air.

"I see you've had your ass fucked recently," whispered Julie. "Nasty
bitch." Julie grabbed the fake billy club from the stage. "This is for
all the money you cost me, slut."

Cindy's pussy suddenly expanded as about nine inches of the club was
shoved inside her pussy.

"Oh that can't be legal," said the dj. "I hope there aren't any cops in
the audience."

Cindy could see Big Jim in the audience, but he wasn't trying to stop
the action on stage. He was staring a them as raptly as the rest of the
crowd.

Julie was moving the club in and out for the audience. She knew exactly
what she was doing. Soon Cindy was fucking the club back moaning. If
Julie had a real cock she would be one of the most skilled lovers in the
world.

"Come on bitch," said Julie, "cum, cum for me."
Cindy arched her hips as the orgasm approached. Her pussy clamped down
over the club and she screamed as she came.

"I'd say that was real too," said the dj. "Treat these girls good folks,
you'll never see anything like that again."

The bitch left the club in Cindy's pussy as Julie left to collect her
tips. Cindy couldn't move as she recovered from her orgasm. Money
started flying at her, many were wadded up and aimed at her up thrust
ass. The audience was cheering madly.

Cindy squeezed her pussy muscles, forcing the club out. It fell to the
stage with a thud. She was still panting heavily as she climbed up to
all fours. She was surrounded by tons of money. She had earned it. Cindy
scooped up as much cash as she could. Julie was already heading for the
exit. Cindy climbed to her feet and headed to her own door. She heard a
thud behind her. A customer had climbed on stage and was reaching for
the billy club. He almost made it before a bouncer grabbed him.

Cindy got behind stage and looked at the money. There had to be close to
four hundred dollars in her arms. An amazing amount of money for a few
minutes work.

Suddenly conscious that she was walking around naked she ran back to her
dressing room. Billy was inside. He was lying nude on the cot holding
his hard, foot long cock in his hands. "That was the hottest thing I
ever seen," he said. "Get over here a fuck me."

Billy's body was truly magnificent. Every muscle on his body was
accentuated. His biceps were as big as his waist. He was simply huge,
from his arms to his cock.

"It's time you took a real billy club," he said waving his cock in the
air.

The thought of taking that cock up her pussy frightened her. She
believed, probably correctly, that fucking that monster would ruin her
for sex with her husband ever again. She thought of her husband. She'd
have to go home to Larry soon and this might be her last chance to fuck
a real cock. She remembered the awesome amount of cum it had spurted in
her mouth and shivered at the thought of feeling him blowing his load in
her pussy.

Cindy dropped her money on the make-up table and walked over to the cot.
She straddled his legs and slid up his thighs. His cock was so big she
couldn't kneel over it, she would have to squat.

Cindy climbed to her feet and held her pussy just over the fat, black
head of Billy's cock. She squatted down feeling the head rub against her
slit. She relaxed using her yoga techniques again as she lowered
herself, her pussy lips stretching wide around the head. About an inch
had entered her pussy when there was a loud rapping on the door and a
man entered the room.

"What the fuck do you want?" yelled Billy as she leaped up and tried to
cover herself.

The man was well dressed in a suit and trench coat. He reached in his
pocket and flashed a badge. "I’m here to arrest Candy there for
violating indecency laws on stage tonight."

Cindy gasped in fear. She was scared to death. She couldn't go to jail.
The police would find out who she really was. Her husband would have to
bail her out. It would destroy her upper class life.

"Fuck," said Billy. "How much do you want?"

The cop smiled. "I don't want money, I want her."

"You don't have much of a choice, Candy," said Billy.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.

The cop was staring at Billy's cock with a shocked expression on his
face. He looked back at her and said, "Come suck my dick."

Cindy sighed and climbed off the cot. She walked over to the cop and
kneeled before him. He looked down at her with an arrogant sneer. The
kind of expression men who have power over others get when exercising
that power.

"Come on take it out," he said impatiently.

Cindy's hands were shaking when she reached up and unbuttoned his
slacks. She liked being controlled and at another man's mercy. It made
her wet just thinking that she would have to do whatever perverted act
he wanted. She was discovering a lot about herself today.

Cindy unzipped his pants. She reached in his boxers and pulled out his
hard cock. It was about seven inches long and thin. It was the smallest
she had seen today, but still a lot bigger then her husband's.

She grabbed the base of his cock and held it steady as she kissed the
head. After Billy and Jim, this would be easy. She quickly wrapped her
lips around the head and ran her tongue all around it as she held it in
her mouth. Her tongue licked around his pee slit until the cop groaned
and his knees started shaking. She had wiped the arrogant grin right off
his face.
Cindy bent forward and with ease, swallowed his entire cock down to his
pubic hair. She tightened her lips and began blowing him.

"Gawd damn," moaned the cop. "You're better then I imagined."

Cindy bobbed her head rapidly over the man's cock. He began humping her
face each time she swallowed him. His cock quickly swelled up as he
approached orgasm. He grabbed the back of her head and groaned as he
blew his load into her belly.

His cum was impressive, but nowhere near Jim's or Billy's amount. Cindy
wanted more. She sucked and milked his cock for every drop until it
turned too sensitive and he pulled it out.

"What now?" she asked.

"Now," said the cop. "I want to see you take all that black horse dick
in your pussy."

Cindy nodded and returned to the cot. Once again she positioned herself
over the head of Billy's cock. She squatted feeling the head pushing in
as she lowered herself. Her pussy stretched around the plump head to the
point she thought it would rip. She sighed in relief as her pussy lips
closed around the knobby head.

"You so tight," groaned Billy.

Cindy slid down more of Billy's thick rod. She was huffing and puffing
at nine inches.

"More," yelled the cop.

Cindy dropped another inch. Her legs were hurting from squatting over
him. She felt like she was being impaled. Her pussy was working his
cock, lubricating it, making it easier for her. "No more please," she
begged looking over at the cop. He had removed his clothes and was
tugging on his limp cock.

"I want to see you take it all," said the cop as his cock started
hardening again.

Billy was smirking at her. "Yeah, take it all bitch. You haven't had any
problems before."

Cindy lifted herself up to the tip and let herself drop. She screamed as
she took all twelve inches. She remained still waiting for the pain to
fade. She could feel her pussy stretching out, shaping itself to Billy's
cock. She'd never be able to feel her husband again.

"Now ride that big black cock," said the cop.

Cindy did, moving slowly at first and increasing speed. Billy filled
every square inch of her pussy. It felt incredible. Every nerve in her
pussy tingled with pleasure. She loved it.

Cindy turned to look at the cop from time to time. She liked being
watched, she liked being told what to do. The cop was squeezing his cock
as he watched the live porno before him.

"Suck on her titties, boy," said the cop.

Billy leaned up and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. She came
as he gently bit her nipple. Cindy moaned and thrashed around on his
massive dick. Her pussy squeezed it tightly, spasming around his cock.

Cindy looked at the cop as she recovered. He was tugging on his dick.
"Don't stop fucking him, bitch," said the cop.

Cindy started bouncing again. She looked over at cop. He was standing up
now while rubbing spittle into his cock.  Cindy looked back down at
Billy then over at the cop. He was gone. Then she felt something poking
at her ass.

Startled, Cindy looked over her shoulder. The cop was pressing down on
his cock pushing it into her ass hole. Her ass closed around the head
and the cop pushed his entire cock into her ass.

The two men began fucking her, their rhythm off at first but soon they
developed a pattern, fucking her together, then alternating strokes. It
felt incredible having both her holes filled with cock at the same time.
She felt their cocks rubbing against each other separated by just a thin
layer of flesh. Cindy loved double penetration, loved satisfying two
cocks at once. She only wished for a third one in her mouth.

The cop came first. She felt his sperm fill her rectum. Billy was
fucking her now. He held her thighs open as he bucked his hips, slamming
his massive cock into her well used pussy. The cop's cock shriveled in
her ass and plopped out as Billy's thrusts forced her ass up.

Billy's cock swelled up and exploded. His sperm sprayed deep into her
womb triggering her largest orgasm yet. Cindy's eyes rolled up in her
head and she collapsed on Billy's chest.

"It looks like a huge sperm filled cavern," Cindy heard the cop say as
she slowly woke up. She was lying on her back with her legs spread open
and the cop was staring at her pussy. Billy was sitting next to her
still naked. The cop was fully dressed.

"Am I off the hook?" asked Cindy as she sat up She tried to close her
legs, but they were sore and felt better spread apart.

"Not yet," replied the cop writing something down on a business card.
"Be at this address at 9:00pm Saturday. It's a bachelor party for
another cop. Your the entertainment. It pays $500 and we get full access
to your body."

Cindy stared at the business card as the cop turned and left. "Better
get cleaned up," said Billy, "You’re back onstage in ten minutes.

Cindy went onstage, alone this time, and stripped for a couple songs.
When she finished, she had made close to $100 and Billy was hard again.
He fucked her all night until dawn when the bar closed.

Cindy returned to her sister's and took a shower. There was still no
sign of Candy. Her sister was a slut, but Cindy no longer looked down on
her, she envied her.

Cindy crawled in bed with her husband just before it was time to get up.
She leaned over,  kissing him on the forehead. Larry put his hands on
her shoulders and pushed down. He pushed her down his chest, stomach,
and to his little penis. Larry was naked. He never slept naked?

He pushed her right into his penis and she nuzzled it before sucking it
into her mouth. The little thing quickly turned hard and he came after just a few sucks.
Sucking off Larry was unrewarding as was the tiny amount of sperm that
trickled out of his penis.

"What's gotten into you?" she asked.

"I like having you suck off my cock," said Larry sleepily.

"What do you mean?"

"Your mouth was like a Hoover last night when you blew me for the first
time. I liked it."

"Yes," she said confused. "I just had to suck on your big dick again,
Larry."

"How come you didn't go to the bank?" he asked.

"What's that?"

"You said you needed our check book to make a withdrawal."

Realization suddenly dawned on her and she said, "Oops I forgot." Cindy
jumped up and threw on her clothes. She ran to the bank only to find
$20000 missing from their account and the bankers asking her what she
was doing back this soon after leaving.

Candy had ripped her off. Cindy grew despondent. She was crying as she
climbed into the bmw. She needed to make money fast and there was only
one way she knew how. Cindy looked in the rear view mirror at the wig
sitting on her back seat. She would show up at Big Jim's tonight and see
How much she could make. There was also the bachelor party on Saturday.

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Candy climbed in the car and threw the briefcase full of money on the
back seat. She ran her hand through her short styled brown hair missing
her long blonde hair.  "How'd it go?" she asked the driver.

"Like a charm," said the Billy. "The martini's worked. Your sister
passed out and spent the night at your apartment." The black man reached over and placed his hand on Candy’s thigh.

Candy lifted his hand and removed it. “Not gonna happen big guy. We’re business partners and that’s it.
I don’t do black guys and that monster of yours would kill me. You’d have a better chance of fucking my prude of a sister.” Candy laughed.

Billy grinned and kept driving.

The End

Author’s note:  Inspiration for this story came from a movie titled "Mirror
Images," Staring Jeff Conaway and Delia Sheppard. It may be found at
your local video store.

The revised edition of this story contains a new ending. Originally, Candy and Billy were lovers, but as I reread it, I thought having Billy trick Cindy into believing her sister and he were lover’s so that he could fuck her was a better ending. It added another layer of duplicity.

Following is the original ending:

Candy climbed in the car and threw the briefcase full of money on the
back seat. She ran her hand through her short styled brown hair missing
her long blonde hair.  "How'd it go?" she asked the driver reaching over to unzip his pants.

"Like a charm," said the Billy. "The martini's worked. Your sister
passed out and spent the night at your apartment."

"God I missed your cock," said Candy as she pulled out his foot long
black monstrosity. "My sister’s worse off then I thought.  Her husband's
penis is tiny and he came after five sucks. How did you get through the
night without my pussy?"

"Oh I managed," said Billy as Candy wrapped her talented lips around the
head of his cock."

The End