The Dirty Show (2 page)

“Your
pussy’s wet,” Josh announced, his fingers pushing her panties aside to show the
men who were watching. “You fucking slut. You love this, don’t you?”

Janie
flushed, gasping, “Yes! Yes!”

The
slap made her cry out, Josh’s palm coming down hard and fast, making her ass
sting. The next one, on the other cheek, was less of a surprise, but she still
yelped. Then he yanked her panties down to her knees, spanking her again,
again, this time on her bare ass, leaving marks. Her bottom burned, almost as
red as her flushed cheeks, she imagined.

One
of the men, she didn’t know which, had come to stand by her head, stroking his
cock. It was a beautiful sight, thick and straight and circumcised, revealing a
fat, bulbous head. There was precum at the tip. Janie whimpered, feeling Josh
spreading her pussy open from behind.

“See
that hot pussy, guys?” He used both hands, pulling apart her shaved lips, wide,
wider, giving them all a view of her pink. “Doesn’t that just make you want
it?”

The
guy in front of her gave a deep, longing sigh and Janie glanced up to see the
short little science nerd they’d found at one of the dance clubs earlier in the
night. She smiled in delight at the size of his cock—who would have thought he
was hiding such an impressive tool?

“Come
here,” she whispered, reaching a hand out for him. “Let me stroke it for you.”

He
took a step closer and watched as she wrapped her hand around the shaft,
groaning as she started to tug on him, rubbing her thumb over the precum at the
tip. It was nice and slick, but she wanted it wetter, so she pulled him closer,
using his cock to draw him near, and spit on the head, rubbing her saliva over
the knob again and again.

“Ohhhh
fuck!” The nerdy guy was trembling, thighs tight, knees threatening to buckle.
She could feel him swelling in her hand as she stroked and knew just what was
about to happen.

“Yes!”
she hissed, pumping him faster, aiming him. “Come! Come all over me! On my
tits! Do it! Come all over my fucking tits!”

He
groaned and thrust his hips forward and Janie arched her back, watching the
first eruption bathe her nipple, dripping down onto the cement floor. The next
wave was just as strong, hitting her collarbone, the man letting out a low moan
as his climax rocked the room, the first one of the night. It always doubled
the excitement, giving everyone an idea of what the possibilities might be.

“Fuck!
Fuck!” he whispered, shaking his head, eyes half-closed as he looked down at
her, still milking his shaft. “Ohhh I didn’t want to come yet!”

There
was a general chuckle at that, because of course, it was too late.

The
geeky guy faded into the background and more men crowded around, slowly
muscling their way toward her, careful of Josh behind her, still spreading her
pussy, showing them all. Territory was negotiated without words, men with their
cocks in hand surrounding her as she bent over, long blonde hair hanging in her
face, cum sliding down her breasts and falling in white droplets to the floor.

“Go
ahead, guys,” Josh gave them permission, flicking her clit for a moment, making
her cry out. “Take her to the bed. Do what you want. But remember the rules.”

She
didn’t walk over to the bed, which was set at just the right height so they
could all stand around her if they wanted and she could easily reach their
cocks. No, she didn’t move at all. It felt as if a hundred masculine hands were
on her and they carried her over to the mattress, first on her belly, exploring
every inch of her skin, probing fingers between her legs, spreading her thighs,
and then onto her back. She could see them all now, a sea of faces, she counted
ten in the front row, and then started on the back. There was the cowboy—she
knew him even without his hat—the Australian, the dock worker whose typical New
York accent had amused her so much back at the bar, even the nerd was back in
line, and oh god, the taxi driver too! She lost count when someone put his
fingers inside of her and began to pump them in and out, her eyes closing
involuntarily.

Their
words thrilled her as they talked about her like she wasn’t even there,
admiring her tits, her pussy, the soft curve of her belly.
So fucking hot…
oh fuck look at that cunt!... push her legs back… yeah like that… oh that tight
little asshole!...
Fingers, hands, and then, as they grew braver, tongues,
bathing her nipples, finding her clit.

“You
have to fucking taste this, mate!” the Australian insisted, and then they all
did, tongue after glorious tongue taking a turn, running up and down her
baby-soft slit, sucking at her aching clit, some even taking a naughty turn
down around her asshole.

“Ohhh
please,” Janie moaned, begging, holding her knees back for them, feeling
fingers gently pinch and tug at her nipples. “Oh make me come! Someone make me
come!”

She
didn’t open her eyes, but the guy between her legs fastened his mouth tightly
over her mound and began to lick in earnest, focusing on her clit, his
practiced tongue taking her right to the edge.

“Now!”
she cried, arching, hands holding her everywhere, wrists above her head now,
legs held open. “Ohhhh now! Oh fuck! I’m gonna come!”

Her
orgasm rocked them all, her hips bucking on the mattress, and she shivered as
she felt a shower of cum spread across her thighs, the head of a man’s cock
slapping against her leg. Opening her eyes, she saw the Australian still
suckling at her throbbing clit, the side of his face wet with someone else’s
cum. There was a hush over the room, no sound at all except for the shuttling
of their hands up and down on their hard cocks.

“Oh
that was good,” she whispered, stroking his hair, wiping the cum from his
cheek.

“Pussy
is my favorite thing in the world, lil’ Sheila,” he told her with a wink as he
stood looking down at her. His cock was hard as steel, pointing straight at her
cunt. He sighed. “Just wish I could fuck it.”

“Come
here.” She patted the bed beside her, inviting him up, and he made his way over
to kneel by her head, watching as she took him in her hand and began to pump
his cock. Someone else was tasting her again, oh god, that was so good, so
practiced and sure. She knew that tongue… Shivering, she looked down and saw
her husband’s head between her legs. He was watching her stroke the
Australian’s cock with great interest.

“Faster,
love,” the Australian urged, thrusting his hips forward, aiming. “Make me come.
I want to come all over those gorgeous tits.”

Beside
her a man groaned and exploded, leaving white ropy strands of cum across her
throat. Janie gasped, stroking the cock in her hand faster, reaching out
blindly and finding another and stroking that too.

“Fuck
me,” she begged, looking down at Josh suckling between her thighs. “Oh please!
Give me your cock!”

“You
guys want to see me fuck her?”

The
collective “yes” that went up was both heard and felt, echoing against the
empty warehouse walls and Josh stood up between his wife’s open legs. Janie
gasped as he grabbed her ass, pulling her to the edge of the mattress where he
stood, cock in hand.

“Please,”
she begged, her whole body flushed with heat. “Oh please, please.”

“What
do you want, baby?” He teased her, up and down, slapping her clit with the head
of his cock. “Tell me.”

“Fuck
me!” she begged, her voice hoarse. “Do it! Put that fucking big cock in my cunt
and fuck me until I scream! Oh please! Don’t tease me, baby! I want your cock!”

The
man in her right hand exploded, shooting his cum over her tits in a high arc.
Moaning, he thrust and bucked, and the Australian lost it then too, both of
their cocks jerking in her hands as they soaked her tits with their cum.

Josh
was inside of her, grabbing her hips and thrusting, telling them to hold her
legs back so everyone could see, to spread her pussy lips, to pinch her nipples
and play with her cum-covered tits. Janie whimpered and met him with every
thrust, wanting more, more.

The
Australian had kindly moved aside and another hard cock found its way into her
hand, one on each side again, they were coming in all shapes and sizes and
colors over her, on her, shuddering and letting loose with the wild sound of
their climaxes, the echo trembling her spine against the mattress.

“Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!” That was the chant they took up, each word punctuated with Josh
slamming his pelvis into hers, again, again, again. Janie cried out as the
another cock erupted in her fist, soaking her wrist and arm with hot, sticky
white stuff. It made the perfect lubrication for the next man who nudged his
way in. Glancing up, she saw it was the taxi driver, his cock small and
uncircumcised, but hard as a rock in her hand. She stroked him fast and hard in
time with her husband’s fucking.

“Dios
mío!” the taxi driver groaned and then he was coming so hard he overshot her
completely, splashing the thigh of a man on the other side of the mattress.
Janie watched it slide down his thigh and pool on the bed, feeling her own
climax building, working for it, rocking to meet Josh’s thrusts.

“Gonna
come,” she gasped, letting go of both cocks in her hands and reaching for him.
Josh pulled her up, letting her wrap her cum-covered arms around his neck. He
grabbed her ass as she sat on his cock, driving into her, her sticky belly
pressed to his, and it was as if everyone else disappeared. There was no one
but them, their mouths locked in a desperate, last-minute kiss.

When
she came, she wrapped her legs around his waist, impaling herself as deeply as
she could on his cock, her pussy clamping down on him with such sweetness there
were no words, just a long, shuddering sigh into the crook of his neck. He held
her, rocking her, until she could speak again.

“How
many more?” she whispered, not opening her eyes.

He
chuckled, whispering back, “As many as you want.”

“All
of them.” She smiled, glancing around at the surrounding men. Many had come
once already and were hard again. Some were missing—probably sitting back and
watching, or perhaps they’d slipped out.

“Hungry
little cock whore.” He kissed her neck, putting her back down on the bed. “Roll
over, baby. I’m going to fuck your ass for these guys. Let’s give them a
really
dirty show.”

Janie
moaned but she did as she was told, turning to her belly and putting her ass in
the air. That alone set a few of the men off. She felt them jerking and coming
over the small of her back, up over her ass, christening it before Josh even
had a chance to.

“Rub
it in, baby,” Josh instructed, and Janie reached back, sliding her hands
through the sticky mess, making her ass glisten with cum. She glanced back and
saw him squeezing lube onto his cock. She had no idea where the stuff had come
from, but Josh had planned this, and he was always prepared.

“Want
to see me fuck her ass?” His question was met with a resounding “yes!” God,
there were so many of them. More than a dozen, she was sure of it. Janie
pressed her cheek to the mattress, turning her head, and saw one of the
security guards had a hand cupping his crotch, rubbing at his jeans. She’d even
made
them
hard, she realized, and the thought made her mouth water.

“Ohhh!
Oh god! Baby!” Janie squealed, feeling Josh press the head of his cock against
the tight ring of her asshole. She tried to relax, taking deep breaths, as he
eased his way in. This was something they didn’t do often and it took a while
for her body to remember.

“Easy,
girl.” The voice beside her made her turn her head and she found herself face
to face with the cowboy. “That’s it. Easy. Good. Let it happen.”

“Oh
god. It’s so big. So … tight.” She panted, meeting the cowboy’s eyes—he was
lying on the bed beside her—feeling his big hand moving in her hair.

“It’s
okay.” He stroked her as Josh pressed his way in deeper, past the first tight
ring of flesh. “That’s right. Just like that. You can take it.”

She
moaned, biting her lip, feeling her husband’s cock slip deeper inside her ass.

“Do
you like it in your ass, baby?” Josh’s voice, behind her.

“Yes,”
she whispered to the cowboy, glancing down to see his cock fisted in his hand.
He hadn’t come yet. “Oh yes. Fuck my ass. Please! Fuck my tight little ass!”

The
cowboy groaned, and so did many of the others, as Josh began to fuck her, his
balls keeping time with every thrust.

“Come
here,” Janie whispered to the cowboy, reaching for his cock. She wanted it. Had
to have it. He moved so she could take it in her hand, but that wasn’t enough.
Janie slipped her lips over the head, taking as much of him as she could into
her mouth. He moaned and let her suck him, his head going back in pleasure.

“Oh
fuck ma’am,” he growled, thrusting faster, deeper into her throat. “You’re
going to make me come! Oh! Ohhhh!”

Janie
didn’t stop, although she knew she should have. Instead she continued, her head
bobbing up and down in his lap, as he flooded her mouth with heat. She
swallowed him, greedy, eager, feeling his body shudder with every wave of his
climax.

“Yeah,
that’s it!” Josh panted, still fucking her ass, filling her to bursting. “Ohhh
I’m gonna come! Oh god! I’m gonna come so fucking hard!”

Janie
whimpered as he pulled out, feeling the first hot blast of his cum against her
still slightly gaping asshole, and his orgasm was like the trigger for a row of
dominos falling. Everywhere around her men were coming, spraying her sides, her
back, but mostly her ass. They’d all been crowded around, watching her get
fucked, and now they exploded like firecrackers.

She
rubbed the cowboy’s cock over her swollen lips, smiling up at him and he smiled
back at her, his gaze soft and full of wonder.