AM WHORE (X) In the city

Hello, first of all I will introduce myself for those who do me I have read yet. My name Irati, I have 28 years (I’m 80) and I live in a large city in Spain, although I am from a village in the north. To be honest I’m not a particularly pretty girl, rather heap, and I have big breasts, I have further developed the hip with a meaty ass and upturned normally is attractive to men (in fact it is my judgment weapon when I want to catch a male).

This is the continuation of my series of stories I AM FUCKING, still do not know when I will decide to end it. I recommend that before you read it, you read the above. We also want to thank the number of readings that have had my other stories, and how not comments, both flattering and critics. In the second, I accept the criticism if they are constructive, as it has been until now. This is my style, my way tale experiences and I guess will evolve as an author of short stories, like my life has changed, perhaps for good, or maybe worse. Anyway it never rains please everyone.

In my last story (Knowing John) tell you how I met John, a man I roughly half his age and was one of my clients at the club. After several visits I made, which cast a powder so tender and wild, I ended up in love with him, and he took a fancy to me, so I offered to go to town with him. I ended up accepting his proposal and went to the capital of the province, I settled in his apartment where he lived alone and I started to household chores and help out in the disco-pub he owned. The first few months everything was great, I was adjusting to life in the city. In the mornings I spent to keep the house as he did business outside and then in the afternoon we went out and worked in the bar. On weekends I had to also work at the bar serving drinks, but he compensated me holding my breaks once or twice a month at different places in northern Spain, such as Asturias, Cantabria, La Rioja, Navarra … My life had changed completely: I changed the air, he was true to one man (although I must say that his manhood contributed much to it), and had this constant feeling of fullness to which many call happiness. Their friends treated me very well despite my youth, and not long before I feel fully integrated. His family did not know because he was not there, but from another part of Spain, but never had curiosity: the two had in common be banned from our own families, and that united us much

&lt. ;p> At first I did not know I was curious to know what constituted those businesses that had John out there, but that curiosity was increasing as dawned on me that we were living well above the possibilities that we could offer the bar, although it was not us badly, did not fit me to give us many luxuries: the flat where we lived had more than 100 square meters in the city center, allowed ourselves enough whims home, Juan had two good cars, and although I did not hold too much on clothes (I never liked to dress as a “good girl”), he was quite expensive suits and clothing.

But after three years they began to happen strange things. They began to disappear things around the house, John sold one of their cars and that’s when I came to my curiosity, because the bar was working as usual, so one day I decided to follow him to see what he was up issues. One evening I left the bar in the hands of one of the boys who had hired Juan alleging that I was not well, and instead of going up to house waited in a corner to come out Juan by the portal. When he left I followed him until he came to a doorway, where he got. I waited about ten seconds to get me to keep him in sight and saw him climb the stairs to the fifth floor without elevator. I went after him careful not see me or hear and saw him enter one of the houses. Once closed, I climbed the stairs and peered past his ear. From outside I heard him take a pretty strong anger, plus a wailing woman with Brazilian accent. The voice of another foreign woman as plantándole face and a strong voice also heard but also calmer than that of John, who came from another man. I was poking his ear so focused on distinguishing what they said they did not realize that the other man had stopped speaking, and as I heard John say something like:

He does not know how much I regret what happened, I hope to make up for this,

Again I heard the other man say:

‘This will be difficult to compensate, we must also already too ….

And to my surprise the door opened, and I saw up close the man whose voice had been listening. We stared in surprise and said in his loud voice:

-Who The hell is this bitch?

And there appeared to Juan saying

-What Zorr..oh … go. Why are you here – he asked

. I did not know what to say, I had been locked, and noticed how the man looked at me curiously. It was a short but very stout, balding guy with sideburns. I looked up and down as if something interested me, even asked me to give me back. I said:

-Than?No way, and what will be your bitch …

but before you finish, Juan interrupted me.

It’s better you do, please trust me.

I looked at him with a face of not understanding anything, and was unable to move until a bald man cry that scared me to death.

That you turn around, cojones! Do not you understand me or want me to tell you in another language !!

I looked at John but he was looking down. I walked around letting the man looked at me, and even dared to touch my ass, and said:

Yes, with this you will not pay anything you owe us, but at least gain time. Keep this in mind as a personal favor mine. Now doll, you’re coming with me to the room.

John protested that I was not one of his girls, but the man turned to him and said quietly, but forcefully:

‘I see, so this is your girlfriend, right? I think you’re not in a position to protest or demand anything. We’ve had enough patience with you, so I think he will drill the ass while you view this as I do. And if you want me to give you the time you ask, this is repeated a few times in the coming weeks.

He grabbed my arm and led me down the hallway of the house. We stopped by the side of a room and there were the two girls who had heard from the doorway. One, of a similar age to mine, was crying with ice on the face, which was swollen and the other, slightly larger, the was calming. The man grabbed my hair, I did look at them and said:

You’ve seen what happens to whores impertinent? It has brought a host because it was believed that his ass had more rights than my bazooka. If you’re good and you give me yours without question, will not pass anything wrong ..

I did not understand what was happening, I asked:

-Who are you? Why are you doing this to me

He said it was not he who had to answer to me, and put me in a room, pushing his head as I let go of the hair. I sat on the bed and he pulled the pants dick. In life seen anything like it, it was the ugliest and largest cock she had ever seen. I looked horrified and he laughed. He told me to suck and I did. I was not a long time, because what he wanted was metérmela ass. He was a guy who enjoyed hurting women, and nature had given him the perfect weapon for this. I put on all fours and began his session black & deker. I thought I was dying, and the man told John:

You like to see this? At that makes you horny hole to see how your dog? Ass often has, glad I fuck him eh? Why not me you mentioned before? We could have gotten very good deals with it.

Juan did not answer, but neither seemed to weigh too much. I could not believe what I was hearing. They were too many humiliations together. A man I was fucking ass while my partner was ahead without saying “a peep” discovering then that John did not know what businesses with a kind of mafia, business I imagined what they were seeing those two girls in the house. And to top it was also seeing how the man was right in that Juan was getting horny watching the scene, losing what little dignity he had left. The man made him one of the girls brought to the room and to suck dick to calm the fever that was causing him to see how he was giving me the ass. After a while of this ridiculous and humiliating scene, I saw tears in the eyes of Juan cum in the mouth of the girl, without looking away from me, for so it had ordered the other man, and that seemed to give morbidity because then he ran into me in the middle of a small seizures and grunts. Once he finished, he gave me a slap on the ass, he got up from the bed, his pants and underpants and got left. Passing next to John, he stood and said:

-date With a song in the teeth for having found a way to bring our positions. With her things change, I can break some throws in your favor. But we do not touch the balls, you’d better give us what is ours-and turning to me, he went on. Until next Miss, which I think will be very soon.

When he left, Juan grabbed me and took me home. No cross word till the next day, but I showed very cold to him. That was the beginning of a story that take long to complete.