Written by Paul901

Erotic
2 Apr 2006


the continuing story of tom and jaci, where Jaci is becoming a sub slut to Carl and Chris whilst her husband tom descends into humiliation and cuckoldry.

Chris phoned Jaci and told her that Carl was going to take her out. She was to dress smartly as they would be going out for a meal at a smart restaurant.

Jaci bathed, got ready and at 9pm Carl picked her up: he was dressed in a very expensive dark suit. Tom was sat in the kitchen doorway and watched silently as they left.

The meal was enjoyable and Carl had bought a bottle of champagne. After the meal they had danced a little, and then Carl escorted her out the emergency exit into the back alley behind the restaurant. It was dark, dusty, dirty.

There was rubbish everywhere, and dustbins and tramps. They walked round a corner and then, spotting a tramp asleep on some cardboard, Carl walked Jaci over to him.

Carl kicked the tramp awake , who got to his knees.

Carl pushed his own hand inside the top of Jaci’s smart dress and fondled her breast in front of the tramp.

‘When did you last have a woman?’ he asked the tramp.

Jaci was embarrassed and tried to move Carl’s hand. Carl looked at her.

‘Show him your breasts’ he instructed her.

Jaci stood there trembling. Then she undid the hook at the back of her dress and slowly unzipped herself. Carl pulled the dress forward and off, leaving her naked from the waist up, her breasts open to the tramp’s gaze, and anyone else who may come down the alley.

The tramp stared at Jaci.

‘Feel them’ says Carl.

The tramp stood up and approached Jaci. His dirty hands reached out and touched her breasts. It disgusted and excited her at the same time. He pawed her with his huge dirty hands.

Carl kicked Jaci’s legs open and raised the hem of her dress, exposing her tiny black silk panties to the tramp’s gaze.

‘Look at her. Have you ever seen a sight like that before? Rip her pants off so you can see her wet upper class pussy. Go on, she wants you to’

The tramp took hold of her panties, his fingers inside them, touching her, then he ripped them from her body and she gasped, naked, her pussy left exposed.

‘Go on, touch her’ encouraged Carl, ‘feel her pussy, it’s wet and waiting for you’.

The tramp knelt down and traced his finger along her slit. Then he pushed a couple inside her. She held on to Carl’s shoulder as the tramp explored her pussy with his fingers.

‘Are you wet yet? Carl whispered to you.

‘Yes’ she answered, gripping Carl’s shoulder as the tramp finger fucked her.

‘Is he going to fuck me? She asked Carl

‘Oh yes Jaci, he’s going to fuck you’.

Carl shoved the tramp away and dragged Jaci to a dustbin. He pushed her backward over it, her pussy jutting out, the centre of attention, asking for a cock Carl can see it’s wet.

‘Can you fuck her? He asked the tramp.

The tramp undid his belt and took his trousers down. He took hold of his cock and began to wank himself hard.

Carl encouraged him.

‘She’s a slut who just loves cock up her. Look at her cunt. She wants you, she wants you in her now’

The tramp got between Jaci’s legs and rubbed his cock along her slit before pushing straight into her soaking wet pussy. God knows when the last time he fucked someone was, (it’s unlikely he’d ever fucked someone like Jaci; clean, high class, shaven). He was all over her, kissing her neck and slobbering over her tits. She could feel his rough clothes rub against her smooth skin, hear his animal grunting, feel his rough hands pawing at her. A picture of two dogs fucking in a back alley flashed through her mind – just mount me, she thought, fuck me here and now, i want it.

Carl was still egging the tramp on.

‘Can you feel her married cunt clinging to your cock? She likes to get fucked by tramps like you, and then she goes home and tells her husband all about it. it’s what turns her on. Go on, flood the married slut’s pussy’ encouraged Carl, and the tramp climaxed inside her.

He pulled out and his cum ran out of her pussy and down the inside of her thighs. She watched the tramp slink off.

Carl let her clean herself up with her ripped panties and then he put them in his pocket.

‘We’ll give these to Tom when we get back’, he said.

He helped Jaci back on with her dress and walked her through the streets for half an hour.


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