8 comments/ 386602 views/ 27 favorites Back Booth Backwash By: Dakota_North Philip looked around as the car crested a hill. The bar at the top looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite be sure. Jayne didn't say a word, looking out her window as the night time scenery went flashing by. With a quick glance to his right, Philip eased his Mustang into the next lane. It wouldn't do to smack into someone because he wasn't paying attention. Beside him his lovely wife shifted in her seat, snuggling up against him. "It's OK if you can't find it," she said. "Let me go just a bit further, and if I don't find it, we'll quit," he answered while glancing over at her. The busty blonde looked a bit worn out from their trip, but Philip never begrudged her the right to lean on his arm for support. He was doing this as much for her as he was for himself, and to have come so far with nothing to show for it was unacceptable. With a gentle nudge he steered the car around the next curve, and his eyes lit up. The shopping center ahead on the right was definitely familiar, and he pointed out the landmark. "See, right there. I told you," he said without a hint of smugness. Jayne sat a bit more upright in her seat and nodded as they drove past the neon glow of the strip mall. A few minutes later, Philip flicked his left blinker on and headed down a dark side street. He didn't have long to go before he hauled the car over again, this time turning into a dimly lit parking lot. The building was roughly 'L' shaped, with the open side hidden from the street. Considering what the sign on it was advertising, it made sense because it gave potential clientele some privacy from the road. The pavement hadn't been touched in years, and Philip bounced the car to a halt. Jayne was more alert now, and she took in their surroundings. The lights of the main road could barely be seen in the distance, and there wasn't much more coming from the lamp posts near them. In the darkness beyond she could make out a series of low warehouses and such, they were definitely near some kind of industrial park. The eerie silence told her that no one else was around, at least no one who didn't want to be here. There were a few cars scattered through the darkened parking lot, most were clustered by the door. Jayne got her first good look at the building, it wasn't her first visit to such an establishment. The door had the usual warnings about patrons being over 21, and a gaudy sign advertised the peep shows within. She was surprised to see that the siding on the building looked relatively new, in all of hers and Philip's experiences with these places, they expected them to always look run down. Still, the outer facade was just that, and it was what lay inside that interested them. "You've been here before, right?" she asked. "Yep, found it on my last business trip. They've fixed it up since then," answered her husband. "Everything look OK to you?" "Yes but, not tonight, right?" Jayne looked over at him. "I'm a little too tired to be much fun. You don't want that now, do you?" A smile. Philip didn't even have to answer that one, and they agreed to come back on another night. There was still plenty for them to do on this mini-vacation, finding an adult bookstore like this one just added more spice to it. It wouldn't be their first time visiting such a place together, in fact Philip and Jayne made a habit of it, as long as they were nowhere near anyone who might recognize them. Although they longed to spend an evening at the bookstore, other events kept Philip and Jayne from doing so until the last full night of their vacation. Despite the fact that they'd have to leave town early, they made it a point not to miss out on what was usually a very pleasurable experience for the both of them. After finishing up the last of the things they wanted to do, the couple made their way back to their hotel so that Jayne could change. She always kept a hot little outfit or two around, just in cast they'd find somewhere to play, and tonight was the night. Philip waited patiently for her as she got dressed, entertaining himself with pleasant memories of other nights like this. Depending on the clientele, they could be in for a very hot evening, but times like this were always hit or miss. There had been several occasions where no matter what they did they couldn't get anything started. On the other hand, there were a number of blissful nights that started in the often smoky corridors of a peep show. While Philip was wondering just what lay in store for them, his wife finally emerged from the bathroom. Even though he knew what to expect, his mouth was agape as she picked up her jacket and made for the door. Jayne hooked a finger into the collar of her black leather jacket and turned to her husband. A broad smile covered her face and she gave him her best 'come fuck me' look. She had done up her curly blonde tresses, the look was a little poofy but it kept her hair out of her face. That was quite important, with what she had planned. Her make up was just a little on the heavy side, a blend of colors accenting her beautiful green eyes and bright red lipstick on her luscious lips. Jayne's finger and toenails were painted a matching candy apple red. If her hair and make up were all she had done, Jayne would have been quite tarted up. She hadn't stopped there, of course, and what he saw left Philip's heart racing. A black lace bra was all the top Jayne had chosen to wear, and it was quite skimpy and sheer to boot. From the way her cleavage bulged out at him, Philip knew his wife had deliberately chosen a bra that was at least a size too small, accentuating her already magnificent breasts even more. Her flat tummy was exposed over top of a scandalously short denim mini, that ensemble was held in place by a wide black leather belt. Jayne had fishnet stockings disappearing into her skirt, and the straps of her garters were quite visible when she walked. More of those fishnets and sexy long legs would have been visible, but she had completed her outfit with a pair of over the calf black leather boots. Philip often wondered how she maintained her balance with such impossibly high heels, but he couldn't complain about the effect. Jayne's entire body was pitched forward as she towered in those heels, they even gave a little more definition to her relatively flat bottom. If she could be said to have any flaws, her minimal derrière was it. Still, the top heavy blonde was a killer sight, and Philip had high expectations as they drove off into the night. Since they knew which roads to take, the trip to the bookstore wasn't nearly as eventful as it had been earlier in the week. A few more cars were visible in the parking lot, and a mist filled the air as they made their way to the garishly painted door. Philip led the way in, followed quickly by Jayne. Together they paused immediately as the door swung shut, their eyes taking in their immediate surroundings. Philip remembered the place as a smoke filled dive, dark and dank like so many other establishments. What he saw was a relatively clean storefront, and a freshly carpeted floor to boot. Sure the workmanship of the decorating had an overall cheap feel to it, but it was a far cry from the place he had visited earlier in the year. Racks and racks of all sorts of sexual paraphernalia lined the walls, everything from magazines and DVDs to dildos and assorted S & M equipment. In the far corner was an open doorway, and a simple sign that said 'Booths'. Jayne had just started to wander around the shop when a gruff voice called out "Can I help you?" Philip and Jayne turned to see a powerfully built man glaring over at them. He was bald headed and carried an air of authority as he spoke to them. Philip recognized him from his previous visit. His name was Ray, and he owned the place. While his manner could be a lot more customer friendly, Philip understood that the guy must deal with some pretty rough characters. "We're just looking around," he started to explain. "That's fine," came the man's retort. "Just remember, no soliciting in my place." He gestured towards Jayne. "It's OK," she cooed as she leaned over towards him, giving the man a great view of her tits. "I'll be a good girl, I promise." Her smile disarmed him somewhat, and he nodded and went back to his work. Philip decided to hustle Jayne back towards the booths before the big man changed his mind. They didn't notice Ray watching Jayne's skirt covered bottom as she left the room, but if they had, they certainly wouldn't have minded. Indeed, Jayne was getting a lot of similar looks from various guys they passed when they wandered through the darkened corridors of the peep show. Philip was able to do some looking around himself, and he liked what he saw. The video booths were spaced widely apart, the better to accommodate a good sized monitor, and the benches seemed to be wide enough for at least two. The lack of doors was a bit of a drawback, but that just meant that people could wander between booths to check out the action. While they were walking, Philip saw a couple of guys hanging around watching another guy's video, they might even have been involved in a circle jerk. Together, he and Jayne made the rounds of the place, attracting a bit of attention to her and generally advertising that she was not at all opposed to letting a guy sneak a peek at her. Philip guided her towards an out of the way back booth, one that was at the end of a corridor, and there they settled in. Already one guy could be seen meandering down the hall towards them, and Philip settled himself into the far corner of the booth. Jayne was situated at the open end, and they started the video player for themselves. The separate movie channels all seemed to be the same, the monitors were hooked into a master video/DVD system that played the scenes all out on a loop. There was a hot one of blonde girls fucking black guys, and Philip lingered on this for a minute before flipping to an all blow job selection. It was more of a highlight reel than anything else, cutting in to scenes when the guy was just about to climax. Jayne unzipped more of her jacket as they sat back and watched, and she angled herself in her seat so that any bystander could get a clear look at her. In the meantime, she reached over and unzipped Philip's pants, reached a hand inside, and slowly started to stroke. He sighed softly as he felt her warm hand wrapping itself around his cock, but his eyes never left the screen in front of him. There, a petite little blonde was taking a massive black cock into her mouth, a scene that easily commanded Philip's attention. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the form of an onlooker busying himself with his own cock as he watched the scene unfolding. Philip was reasonably sure that the guy wasn't paying as much attention to the video as he was to sexy Jayne. It was hard not to notice her as she sat on the bench with Philip's cock in her hand. Her big tits strained mightily against her bra, and her hard nipples were clearly visible, even in the flickering light cast by the monitor. Jayne knew that Philip's apparent disinterest was a ruse, designed to lure guys in for a closer look, and to make them more available to her. She eased her way out of her jacket, revealing her skimpy bra to all who cared to see. One of the onlookers was already bold enough to unzip his pants while he watched them. He had already started stroking his cock when Jayne slowly turned towards him. Her lips blew him a kiss as she turned, letting the man know that she had seen him but wasn't warning him away. His face lit up when he saw Jayne's eyes fixating on his cock, and he gingerly stepped forward when she beckoned to him. "Do you like what you see, stranger?" she asked as she casually eased a bra cup out of the way. A gorgeous full breast spilled out and Jayne reached for the nipple as the man answered. "Damn straight I do," he said as his eyes bugged out. "And the name's Jeff." "Jeff," uttered Jayne as she absentmindedly fingered her breast. "Why don't you move in closer, I think you'll like this." Jeff didn't need to be told twice. He stepped closer, standing in the doorway of the booth, with his cock only inches away from Jayne's face. A quick glance told him Philip was obviously all right with this, in fact the man sitting there had started to slowly stroke himself as Jayne turned her full attention to Jeff. Without another word, the pretty blonde parted her lips and wrapped them around the swollen head of Jeff's cock. His first reaction was to close his eyes and tilt his head back as he felt his stiff shaft sliding into the blonde's mouth and down her throat. Jayne's first suck drew his attention back to where he was, and Jeff opened his eyes again. They darted over to where Philip was sitting, but as soon as they did, Jeff realized that Jayne's man was clearly enjoying this. His own cock was exposed, and he was stroking himself ever so gently as he watched Jayne going down on Jeff's cock. She alternated glances at both men while she sucked, but concentrated her efforts on Jeff. His cock glided between her pouty lips over and over as she finally brought a hand to his shaft. Once there, she immediately started stroking him, gripping on tight and using a bit of a twist as she pumped his cock into her mouth. Jayne knew that anyone coming down the hall would see what she was doing, the very idea turned her on even more. As much as Philip enjoyed watching his wife sucking another man's cock, Jayne got off on knowing she was performing for an audience. She brazenly pushed her veil-thin bra cups down and out of the way while she gave Jeff his blow job. Her tits had been near to spilling out anyway, and Jayne knew that this would definitely attract more attention. Besides, the cups were so sheer that she was sure any man who so much as glanced in her direction got a great view of her nipples. Jeff sure was enjoying the unobstructed view, in fact he had managed to reach out and fondle her while she sucked away at his cock. Her big tits looked magnificent as her tight bra straps pushed them tightly together. Jeff gazed into her deep cleavage before taking a heavy breast in his hand, squeezing and caressing it while Jayne sucked him harder and harder. He brought his fingers to bear on her nipples, making her squeal out loud for a moment. Then, with renewed passion, she started sucking on him really hard. Her hand flew over his saliva slickened shaft, her mouth pumped up and down on him. Jayne's head rhythmically moved back and forth, faster and faster. Philip's eyes lit up as he watched her sucking Jeff off. Her eyes were riveted on that beautiful cock as it slid so easily into her mouth, over and over again. Jeff leaned back a bit, thrusting his cock deeper into Jayne's waiting mouth when suddenly he groaned. "Oh yes, baby!" he rasped as he slammed his hand onto the back of Jayne's head, forcing her all the way down on him. She went down on his cock quite willingly, but managed to pull herself back just a bit when he finally exploded. The tip of his head was resting just inside her mouth, right over her outstretched tongue when he came. Her hand pumped his cum into her mouth, and she let the sticky hot load swirl around on her tongue before swallowing it down. Jayne kept stroking Jeff's cock, milking every last drop out of his balls before she licked her lips with that cum coated tongue, and went down on his rapidly deflating shaft to suck down all he could give her. She lingered on that last stroke, sucking him long and hard, pulling him deep into her mouth before finally letting go. Jayne gave his cock a quick little kiss before she withdrew, and a sticky strand of cum joined her lips to him for an instant. Her parted lips allowed him to see the last of his jizz coating her tongue before she swallowed that down too. A wink and a blown kiss was her way of bidding him farewell before she turned to Philip once again. Jeff was walking away and zipping up his pants as Jayne eased herself down off the bench. She half checked the floor to see if any of the booth's previous occupants had splattered cum on the floor before she positioned herself on her knees. Philip's legs were spread apart to accommodate her, and while he stuffed another dollar into the video machine, Jayne stuffed his cock into her mouth. He hadn't stroked himself hard enough while watching to get himself fully erect, but one suck from his wife's sexy mouth changed all of that. It certainly didn't hurt that he knew she had just sucked off a stranger and swallowed down the man's cum. He let his hand play with her slightly disheveled blonde hair as she started sucking him, but his eyes were fixated on the video in front of him. Jayne knew he loved to watch, and she didn't begrudge him his little fetish. On screen a hot brunette was sucking off a couple of guys at once, which was something Philip dearly loved. He was wondering if he could manage to get Jayne to do something like that tonight when fate intervened on his behalf. "Damn, that looks good," said a gravely voice. Philip looked out of the doorway to the booth to see a careworn looking black man standing there. The man's bright eyes shone with glee as he watched Jayne giving Philip a messy blow job. Saliva ran down the shaft of Philip's cock. but Jayne would bob down quickly and suck it up again. She interrupted what she was doing to wink at the man, and raise an eyebrow at him. He saw the gesture, but was more stunned when she tossed her head quickly to the side, motioning him to come into the booth. The newcomer looked over at Philip, who slid over a little and gestured at the room on the bench. Without further hesitation, the man stepped in and made himself comfortable. "How ya doin?" he asked Philip. Without waiting for an answer, he turned to Jayne. The busty blonde was already working on his zipper. Her tits were mashed up against his thighs, and he reached out to fondle one. Jayne gave the caressing fingers a kiss before she sized up the man's dark cock. A smile came across her face. "You like that, baby?" he asked. In response he got a series of quick nods. "That's good. You just be sure and treat ol' Dwight just right now, OK?" Anything else he would have said was lost in his low moan as Jayne's hot mouth took his cock inside. She let her tongue run along the circumference of his shaft before tightening her lips around him fully. Dwight's manhood seemed to come to life in her mouth, growing to its full length and girth rapidly as he felt her sucking on him. At first she concentrated her efforts on Dwight's cock, sucking and stroking him as he hardened up. Once he was fully erect, Jayne started bobbing her head up and down on him. Her strokes slowed down a little from when she first started sucking him, but she kept a firm grip on him with her hand. Jayne's other hand found its way to Philip's cock, and she started stroking him as well while Dwight's cock plunged deep into her mouth. She managed to concentrate on sucking that hard black shaft as long as she could, but Jayne could sense that both men wanted something more. Always one to please, she switched her mouth over to Philip's cock and sucked him long and hard before returning her attention to Dwight. In the meantime, Jayne made sure that she was stroking Dwight's cock, and from the grin she could see on his face, he rather enjoyed watching her sucking on Philip as well. Luckily for Jayne, the two men were sitting close enough together that switching back and forth between them was quite simple. She was able to choose between them several times, letting a streamer of her own spit join her lips to those cocks as her head darted back and forth. As Jayne switched between guys, she lingered longer and longer each time. Her head bobbed up and down over each of them, her hand flew over the pair of hard shafts. Both men were oozing pre cum from their cocks, and Jayne sucked up the sticky sweet secretion. From their groaning she could tell that her oral expertise was having its desired effect on them, and she loved it. Just to tease them, she slowed down with her sucking a bit. First she did it with Philip, then she switched over to Dwight's throbbing cock. Her hand was still gliding over his shaft, and she started going down on him deliberately, sucking him into her mouth lovingly. He responded to her long, slow suck by easing his own hand onto his cock in place of hers, and stroking himself rapidly. Jayne toyed with him even more, pulling her mouth off of his cock completely. She didn't pull away, instead she used her lips and tongue to stimulate the bulbous head of Dwight's cock while he stroked himself faster and faster. Philip was watching intently and stroking his cock at the same time. He was savoring the sight of his hot blonde wife taking in yet another cock, and he tried desperately to hold his own orgasm off until she finished with Dwight. Back Booth Backwash "Mmm, you want to cum, don't you baby?" she intoned breathlessly as she kissed Dwight's ebony shaft. "Oh fuck yes," he groaned back. Dwight's strokes grew even faster. "You want to cum, you want to cum in my mouth?" teased Jayne even further. Before he could reply, Jayne went all the way down on him again, sucking his cock harder than she had done earlier. "Oh yeah! Oh yes!" moaned Dwight as his cock spurted off into Jayne's hot mouth. His body trembled a bit as he fired off his wad, pumping his hot cum directly into the sexy blonde's mouth. His black cock was jammed deep inside her mouth as he spewed, and he felt her throat muscles contracting as she swallowed down his semen. After a few spurts, she opened her mouth and pulled his cock away, allowing Philip to watch the last of Dwight's cum shooting onto Jayne's tongue. That was enough for him, and Jayne knew it. Before she had even swallowed down the last sweet drops of Dwight's cum, she was over on her husband's cock, her open mouth poised to take him in. Had she been a titch faster, she would have made it, and been able to take all of Philip's cum into her mouth. He let go just as she reached him, splashing the first globs of his cum all over her face. Jayne shut her eyes instinctively and managed to catch her husband's second spurt in her mouth, the hot liquid shooting all the way to the back of her tongue. There, it mixed with the remnants of Dwight's hot cum Jayne kept the sticky concoction in her mouth as she went down on Philip's cock and sucked out the last of his cum. She opened her mouth slowly and seductively when she finished, letting the two men see their mingled jizz as she swirled it around in her mouth before dutifully swallowing it all down. Jayne gave them each a few more sucks to clean their spent cocks off. When she was done, Jayne brazenly stepped out of the privacy of their booth to let Dwight go about his merry way, and she looked around before straightening herself out. Jayne's skirt had hiked up while she was on her knees, and now it left half of her bottom exposed. The tops of her fishnets and her garters were in plain view now, and her breasts jutted out over the top of her displaced bra. She had one of her tits in her hand, and was about to force it back into her bra when she noticed another man eyeing her up. Jayne greeted him with a smile, and the man casually made his way over to her. She was pretty sure he'd been watching her little suck show from before, for he stepped past her and into the roomy booth without any further invitation. Philip had already stuffed his cock back in his pants, and made room for the man, stepping out of the booth himself as Jayne stepped in. Her hands were on the bottom hem of her skirt, and she was about to tug it back into place when the man spoke up. "You don't need to bother yourself with that," he said, and she smiled back at him in return. "Anything you say..." she started to say, leaving him to finish. "Hank," he whispered as she stepped in closer to him. "Well, Hank," cooed Jayne. "How about I bother myself like this?" Jayne's hands pulled her skirt up even higher, revealing herself fully to him. Hank sat back with his eyes fixated on her crotch, taking in the sight of her lovely pussy. Jayne was visibly wet, clearly aroused from having sucked off three cocks already that night. Her pussy hairs were neatly trimmed into a tiny little patch that was just a shade darker than the blonde tresses that framed her face. Hank had already undone his zipper, freeing his partially erect cock while he let his eyes roam all over her body. She stood in front of Hank for a moment, spreading her legs to let him get a closer look at her full pink cunt lips, then she squatted down in front of him. Her pussy spread a little when she did, revealing a lusty red opening that matched the color of her mouth as she parted her lips and slowly started to suck him. Hank eased back onto the bench as the busty blonde went down on him. Her eyes roamed over his body as her head bobbed up and down on the man's cock. It was quite obvious to Jayne that he was leering at her exposed body while she sucked him, and she made no effort to cover herself up. Hank clearly had the better end of that bargain, Jayne had quickly decided that he wasn't really all that much to look at. After all, he was kind of scummy looking, the stereotypical patron of such places. Still, it was his cock that she was after, and she hurriedly pumped it in and out of her mouth. In that department he certainly wasn't lacking, and Jayne wasn't all that picky anyway. She had come here with one goal in mind, and she'd already accomplished that twice, giving two strange men a blow job to remember. Besides, she knew that her own Philip really got turned on watching her, so the sucking on yet another cock was something she was quite open to. To be fair, she was sucking on Hank's cock a little harder than she had done any of the others, letting it pump in and out of her mouth with a little popping sound each time it escaped from between her lips. Jayne's cheeks were puckered in as she sucked, giving Hank as quick a suck off as she could manage. That was due more to the fact that he had already motioned a friend over to watch than anything else, and Jayne had already made up her mind that she'd give both of these guys what they wanted. Her hand stroked Hank's shaft as his buddy Artie came over to get a closer look, and before Jayne continued, Hank had pressed his cock into the deep valley between Jayne's tits. That drew a smile from her as she squeezed her tits together, tickling Hank's thighs with her hard nipples while she bounced herself up and down around him. His slick cock slid nicely in her tight cleavage, and periodically Jayne would lash out her tongue to tease the tip of his head while he titty fucked her. It wasn't as satisfying to her as an all out blow job, but it just seemed right to do at the time. Hank was even helping out, letting his hands press her breasts tightly together around his cock while he pinched her nipples. Jayne couldn't help but respond to the gentle pressure he was applying to her sensitive breasts, and although she would have been content to let Hank get off on her like that, and shower her gorgeous breasts with his cum, it soon became apparent that Hank had other ideas. He was still squeezing her tits together when he let his hands drift down to Jayne's sides, and gradually he guided her up even more on him, until only her hands were left on his cock. Jayne's breasts were drawing tantalizingly close to Hank's mouth, and as Philip and Artie gleefully watched, he pulled them all the way down to his mouth. Jayne moaned and gasped as she felt the man's hot mouth taking her breasts. He nuzzled her a bit, then went all out, sucking and slurping on her tits as hard as he could. Hank shook his head violently from side to side as he sucked on her, taking in as much of each lovely breast that he could manage. Jayne was obviously more than a mouthful, which forced Hank to use his hands as well while he went after her breasts. He sucked her long and hard, using his tongue and teeth to pay extra special attention to her fine nipples. Strong hands squeezed and tugged at Jayne's breasts. Her moans grew louder and louder as she luxuriated in the feeling of the man sucking her tits. Jayne's hands had left Hank's cock temporarily now as well, but they soon found their way to the dampness between her legs. For a while there, she had been content to rub her thighs together, but now she needed her fingers down on her pussy as well. They found her snatch to be quite wet, which was to be expected from her heightened state of arousal. In a moment, one finger slipped easily inside herself, followed by another as Hank renewed his efforts on her tits. Jayne felt Artie's hands reaching out to touch her ass, and the man was soon pressing himself against her. She ground her hips back at him as she felt his hard cock straining against her pants, then gasped as Hank took another tit as deep into his mouth that he could. That got her to stand bolt upright, just inches away from both men when she breathlessly exclaimed, "Hank, I want you to fuck me. Now!" Philip silently nodded his approval as Jayne took Hank's hand in her own and helped him up off the bench. Artie stayed were he was at the doorway to her booth as she got down on her knees in front of the now standing Hank. With a well practiced move, Jayne tore the wrapper off of a condom, then slowly unrolled it down the length of Hank's shaft. He was about to protest its use, especially after watching her suck off and swallow the other guys, but she stopped him when she placed a wet finger against his lips. It tasted of her hot cunt juices, and she turned around before him, offering her ass up to him as she got down on her hands and knees. Hank wasn't one to pass up on a hot pussy, no matter what the circumstances, and he grabbed her by the butt and eased himself into her. Jayne would have moaned even louder as Hank's cock penetrated her soaking wet cunt, but by now Artie's cock was filling her mouth. She let her body rock back and forth between the two men, feeling both of their cocks filling her up as they settled into a rhythm. Hank's thrusts into her from behind pushed her forward, making Jayne go down deeper on Artie. At the same time, Artie would allow his hips to buck forward, fucking her mouth and pressing her onto Hank's cock even more. Their pacing was steady, each man wanting to make this last as long as it could, and they were coaxed to speed up only by Jayne. She was getting hotter and hotter each time a different cock pounded into her, and her hands flew over Artie's shaft while she sucked him. From behind, Hank was bumping up against her ass, and Jayne would grind herself against him each time she felt his cock ramming into her. Hank soon found himself bending over her, reaching around beneath her to grab her tits while he fucked her, and his position gave him a unique angle to watch Jayne sucking off Artie Long powerful thrusts became short, urgent jabs as he pumped his cock in and out of Jayne's wet snatch, fucking her viciously as she moaned and murmured her pleasure. Hank might have been able to last a little longer had she not sucked his cock so well, but the combination of her hot cunt sucking his cock in while he saw her mouth do the same to Artie proved to be too much for him to take. Hank gasped and groaned as his cock jackrabbited into Jayne's pussy one last time before his balls exploded. His cock gushed out a torrent of cum into the tip of his condom, filling the little reservoir with his gooey jizz. He arched his back and slammed into Jayne again and again, pumping more and more of his cum out each and every time. From the heat he could feel around his cock, Hank knew Jayne was cumming as well, her moans stifled out by Artie's shaft thrusting deep into her throat. A moment later and it was too much for her as well, and she tossed her head back, freeing Artie's cock from her mouth so she could cry out. Loud and long she screamed, feeling Hank's cock pounding into her for the last time, moaning out loud as he reamed her pussy good. Her hands still stroked Artie's slick shaft, and she could tell with a look that it wouldn't take long for him to get his rocks off either. Jayne thought quickly as she eased herself back against the bench, taking both cocks in her hand and maneuvering the men in front of her. "Don't...don't waste it," she begged of Hank as she unrolled the condom off his spent cock. To Artie she tossed another one, which he instantly tore open and placed on his rigid cock shaft. Jayne's delicate fingers helped him to unroll the thin latex before she positioned herself on the bench itself. Hank's used condom had ended up there, laid out carefully on the wood as Jayne opened her mouth for him. He shoved his cum slick cock between her lips as she spread her legs for Artie, who obligingly pressed his cock against the moist opening to her cunt. Jayne moaned out loud as she felt it entering him, then Hank's cock filled her mouth once again. Her legs were spread wide, splayed apart to expose her pussy to Artie's cock, and he eased himself into her slowly. Jayne sucked Hank's rapidly softening shaft, eliciting a little more life out of it before he deflated completely. She wished she could have sucked him hard once again, but that wasn't going to happen this night. Instead Jayne contented herself with sucking down the remnant of cum that the condom had left smeared all over Hank's shaft, and she savored every last drop. As soon as she was done though, all of her efforts were concentrated on Artie, leaving Hank and Philip to watch him fuck her. He was a younger man than Hank was, and although he appeared to be a little rough around the edges he surely knew how to treat a lady. That may have been an exaggeration, for no lady would have sucked and fucked total strangers the way Jayne was doing, but Artie knew how to treat a nasty girl as well. Jayne's skirt was well bunched up under her ass as Artie lifted her legs onto his shoulders, and his hands gripped her thighs tightly as he fucked her harder and harder. Those ponderously large breasts of hers jiggled wildly as he pounded into her, all pretense of gentleness gone. Artie was fucking her now, fucking Jayne wildly, like any good slut deserved. She moaned and screamed, feeling his cock pumping its way deeper and deeper inside her hot little box. Hank had done a good job stretching her out, now it was Artie's turn to ream that nasty little fuck hole. Jayne was quite well lubricated by her own juices, and while Artie would have preferred fucking her bareback, the thin rubber helped him last just a while longer. For that he was grateful, Jayne's pussy was quite accommodating, but as she screamed out loud with another spine tingling orgasm, Artie knew his time was up. He had fought it off as long as he could, but watching this big titted slut beneath him sucking and fucking his friend had done him in. Artie grabbed onto her tighter, sending his cock plunging deep inside her well fucked cunt before the inevitable happened. He pushed himself into her fast and hard as he came. Artie's balls constricted tight, just as Jayne's cunt coiled itself around his shaft, milking him for every last drop of cum she could manage. All of it was contained within his condom, of course, but that didn't reduce the sensations Artie was feeling. His release seemed as if it was his hardest ever, his cock shooting his cum over and over inside Jayne's willing pussy. Artie pulled himself out of her as soon as he was done, reluctantly easing himself out of Jayne's wonderful pussy. Still, the three men watched her as she reclined on the bench, catching her breath after all her exertions. The pale white skin of her upper body flushed a light pink as they watched her, and those heaving breasts still looked so inviting as she gasped for air. Like she had done with Hank, Jayne took control of his cock as he tugged his condom off, and she laid it out carefully next to the other used rubber on the bench. Artie gasped as she sucked his cock clean, letting his cum mingle with Hank's on her tongue before she swallowed it all down. As quickly as they had arrived, Hank and Artie abruptly left while Jayne started to straighten herself up. She didn't have to get all the way dressed again, but she did put her bra back on and tugged her skirt back into place. Jayne's well fucked pussy was very wet, and she paused for a moment to let her fingers slide into her slick cunt. Philip watched approvingly. He hadn't expected things to go this far, at least not in a place like this, but he wasn't complaining. Jayne's actions left him longing for her, and he wanted to go. Jayne slung her jacket over a shoulder, took Philip by the hand and they turned to leave. The darkened passageways revealed no more prospects, so they headed for the main entrance. They didn't make it far though, as a gruff voice called out to them from an open doorway. "You two. In here. Now." Jayne and Philip were puzzled by this, but ducked their heads in. The man they had encountered earlier, Ray, was in there. He stared at them with a stern expression on his face. "I thought I told you no soliciting. What the fuck were you doing back there?" Philip spoke up. "Now just a minute. We weren't charging for anything, what she did was free." "Is that so? You fucking slut. You were really doing that?" Jayne nodded. "There's nothing wrong with that." Ray fumed. "There's plenty wrong with it if you get my place shut down. Do you think I want the fucking vice squad in here?" "We're sorry," offered Jayne as she sashayed over towards Ray. In the process, she dropped her jacket to the floor. She could see the gruff man's eyes lighting up as he took in the sight of her gorgeous breasts straining against her bra. His features seemed to soften a bit, and Jayne knew that something else was probably hardening at the same time. She could hear Philip closing the office door behind them as she stepped over towards Ray. Jayne could feel the weight of her husband's eyes, and she knew from experience that he was looking forward to seeing her perform one last time. Ray's eyes were on her as well, and he reached out to her just as she got to him at the desk. At first, his hand merely caressed her breasts through the thin bra. Then, without warning, Ray grabbed the front of it and pulled, ripping it off of her. Jayne gasped in surprise, and looked over at Ray with wide eyed shock. Philip was about to rush over to her aid, but she motioned him to stay back. By this time, Ray had taken her tits in his hands and was squeezing them hard. Rough fingers pinched at Jayne's nipples, making her squeal with delight as he pushed her back towards his desk. He was a fireplug of a man, short but powerfully built, and he lifted Jayne onto the flat surface without any difficulty. She kicked her legs a bit as he sat her down, then she picked her hips up a bit so he could shove her skirt out of the way. Ray then took her thighs and pushed them apart, exposing Jayne's dripping wet pussy. He looked down at her there, then into her eyes. The question went unspoken. "Two, so far," said Jayne. "And I sucked off a couple more." That line was delivered with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. Ray slipped two thick fingers inside her, making Jayne gasp. After probing her cunt a bit, he withdrew and examined them. Jayne continued. "There's nothing there, they used condoms. Which I've still got somewhere...Oh!" She gasped because Ray's mouth had taken her breasts, sucking greedily and hungrily on both of them as his hands resumed squeezing them. Jayne responded by wrapping her legs around his back and pulling him in tighter against her. He switched sides often, pulling and tugging at her nipples with his teeth. Ray was sucking on her tits roughly, just as he was squeezing them. This was no instance of a lover gently suckling his lady's breasts, rather it was the vicious, almost animal lust that consumed her. Jayne was actually helping by pulling him down onto her, mashing his head onto her tits and into her cleavage. This was far different from the almost tentative beginning with each of the other men who had her this night, and Jayne surrendered to it. Her pussy juices flowed freely, moistening her swollen lips in preparation for what she knew Ray had to want next. Philip was leering at the two of them from the side, watching as his wife was so passionately taken. Ray had to know this, but he didn't care. After a few more minutes of sucking Jayne's tits, he pushed himself off of her while pulling her closer to the edge of the desk. Her legs stayed spread apart for him in eager anticipation. Back Booth Backwash Jayne didn't have long to wait, for as soon as Ray had her where he wanted her, he thrust himself inside her. She had anticipated sucking on his cock, but he would have none of that as he pounded his bare cock deep into her waiting snatch. Like its owner, Ray's cock was thick and hard, and it tore its way deep inside Jayne's hot cunt. She screamed out loud quite happily as she felt him tearing into her with reckless abandon. None of the men she'd sucked or fucked had been so well endowed, not even her own husband. Indeed, Ray's thick cock was a tight fit, even for Jayne's well fucked pussy, which made everything all that much better. Taking his cock probably would have been painful if Jayne hadn't been so wet to begin with, and fucking those two other guys earlier had to have helped. As it was she moaned and cried out with each powerful thrust of the big man's cock deep inside her. Her hot wet pussy was wrapped tightly around him, with no barrier between his massive shaft and her velvety soft pussy. Ray was pressing tightly against her, mashing her tits down against his chest and pushing her thighs and pussy wide open for him to fuck. Jayne's entire body jiggled from the force of each of his thrusts. His hands were clutching her tightly on the arms, his grip so strong that the next morning she would find bruises. She didn't care. The feeling of his cock filling her pussy was too good to be true, Jayne wanted him to fuck her forever. A glance over at Philip revealed his obvious delight at watching his slut of a wife being treated so indelicately, and Jayne had to smile at this. What she was doing, what he was watching was what they truly loved, and Ray knew it too. His cock hammered into her over and over again, building up speed and strength each time he rammed it home into her. He knew he wasn't the first to have her that night, and doubted that he'd be the last. Her wet pussy beckoned to him, and he felt his balls straining to let go inside her. A couple more thrusts would do it, and they were the hardest, strongest thrusts that Jayne had ever endured. With a guttural grunt, Ray slammed his cock deep into Jayne one last time, then he gasped as he felt the first wave of relief as he came deep inside her. Sticky globs of semen filled Jayne's cunt up for the first time that night. It flowed deep within her, coating the insides of Jayne's pussy with its pearly white goodness. Jayne screamed out in delight as she felt the man cumming inside her, bringing her over to an intense orgasm as well. Ray continued to pound his cock into her, draining his cock into her nasty little pussy. She had been so hot, so wet, so great a fuck, but now she was all used up, at least for Ray. Unceremoniously, he pulled his spent shaft out of her soaked cunt, pausing only to eye up the cream pie he had left her. His jizz and her own secretions dribbled out of her onto the desk, and Jayne reclined back on her elbows to catch her breath for a moment. Her body was still trembling from the force of his fucking her, she was so highly aroused. Ray snorted over at Philip, who immediately took his place between Jayne's spread thighs, obviously enjoying the sight of another man's cum dripping from his wife's hot pussy. He pushed her legs apart to get a better look, at the same time Philip was unzipping his pants to let his stiffly erect cock free. Jayne braced herself for the next fucking she knew had to be coming, but she also motioned for him to wait, just for a moment. "I know what you really want to see," she cooed as she produced the two spent condoms from before. Each of them still contained a creamy white glob of cum inside, and while Ray and Philip looked on, Jayne brought the open end of each to her mouth. She tasted a little of her own pussy that had been smeared across the outside of them, then she slowly poured the contents over her lips. The gooey cum ran over those full, luscious lips before she probed her tongue out to taste the mixture of two different men's seed. Some of the fluid dripped down the sides of her face, the rest coated her lips and tongue as she squeezed every last drop that she could out of the two used condoms. Before she was finished, she literally had them both inside out and was sucking them clean, but by this time Philip's cock was buried deep inside her cunt. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah, baby!" she cried out as her husband pounded his cock into her well fucked pussy. "Oh God, you want it, you know you want it!" continued Jayne as Philip's cock slid in and out of her. His pace was furious, his thrusts unrestrained as he fucked her right there on the desk. Ray's cum seeped out of her cunt, puddling on the desktop as her husband's cock pumped in and out of her. Cum from the condoms was smeared over her face, and faint bite marks from Ray decorated her breasts. Jayne looked for all the world like a cheap little slut, a well fucked whore, and Philip loved it. Over and over again he bucked back and forth, pumping her cunt harder and harder. "Fuck me, fuck me baby!" called Jayne. "You're a Goddamned slut!" answered Philip with a smile. "I'll fuck you like one!" "Oh yes! Oh yes! Fuck me like the slut I am!" answered Jayne in between breathy gasps. "Fucked three guys tonight, and sucked just as many down, don't you really want that pussy? That pussy that's been so well fucked tonight?" "Fuck yes!" was Philips reply. The rest was drowned out with his own grunts as he continued fucking her, harder and faster with each and every stroke. Ray's cum coated the shaft of his dick, but Philip didn't care. He knew Jayne would gladly suck him clean again when he was done. For now, all he wanted to do was fuck that hot pussy between her legs, feel its wetness drawing him in, and feel his balls explode deep inside her. "Oh God Philip! Fuck me! Fuck me!" screamed Jayne. Her body quivered each time his cock slammed into her, and she sank down lower on the desk, forcing his cock deeper and deeper into her pussy. "Harder, harder...Oh my God!" yelled an ecstatic Jayne as she came. Her pussy flooded with her juices, leaving a nasty looking mess of cunt juice and Ray's cum in a pool on the desk. It slickened Philip's shaft even more, letting him drive down as deeply as Ray had inside Jayne's pussy. In and out of her he thrust his cock, over and over again. Sweat beaded on his brow as he slammed deeper and deeper inside of her. Philip reached out to touch the side of Jayne's face as he finally gasped, puffing for breath as he came deep within her. His cum mingled with that of Ray from before as he felt the spurts of his cock filling Jayne's cunt with his cream. He pulled out of her just as he finished cumming, letting her slide down off the desk and onto the floor. There she started sucking him once again, cleaning every last drop of cum off his cock. The taste of Jayne's own pussy juices mingled with both men's cum in her mouth, such a heavenly concoction she had never tasted before. Philip managed one last spurt inside her mouth before Jayne finished sucking him, and then he sat down to catch his breath, while Ray watched Jayne's body collapse on the floor as she did the same. She didn't lay there for long, just enough to recover after getting fucked so hard, so fast. Jayne never dreamed of a night ending this way, she would have been content with just sucking a couple of guys off. Here she was now, picking herself up off the floor of an peep show parlor, her cunt reamed out by no less than four cocks already, and the taste of several men's cum still fresh on her tongue. Even as she straightened her outfit out as best she could, she knew that back in the hotel she'd get even more of a fucking from Philip, and the very thought excited her. It had been quite some time since she'd been shared like this, and she fervently hoped it wouldn't be the last time as well. In fact, as they were leaving, the pretty blonde wondered how much convincing it would take for Philip to stop off at their hotel's bar on the way to their room. After all, there might still be one or two guys down there having a nightcap, and Jayne herself looked forward to another cocktail as well.