I woke up on Saturday horny and ready for the next part of my adventure. In the back of my mind I still harbored nagging doubts about being introduced to Kathy’s anonymous friend, but knowing that I’d be sandwiching him between Steve and Ron allowed me to concentrate on how much fun I was going to have with them. Besides, I rationalized, Kathy wouldn’t be setting me up with another guy unless she believed he’d enjoy it, so maybe even the stranger would be enjoyable. While Kathy prepared breakfast, I showered, shaved and applied my makeup and wig, then completed my transformation with my standard outfit of a teeny, tiny miniskirt and sky-high heels. Looking in the mirror, I couldn’t help smiling at my appearance. “Not bad,” I told myself. “It’s pretty obvious that I’m a whore, but Steve already knows that, so why be shy?”
When I went down to the kitchen, Kathy confirmed my evaluation. “Wow,” she smiled, “you look great! One look at you is guaranteed to make Steve hard!”
“That’s the plan,” I grinned.
“And why is that?” she prompted.
“Because I’m a cunt and I really want his cock,” I answered confidently.
“Excellent!” she gushed. “You’re such a fast learner!”
I licked my lips and smiled back. “Well, I’ve got a good teacher.”
Kathy laughed and replied, “Well, I really enjoy my work, so it makes it easy. Now, eat your breakfast, darling. You’re going to need your strength today.”
I was just finishing my eggs and toast when the phone rang. Kathy started to answer, then stopped and said, “It must be for you. Go ahead and answer.”
When I said hello, I heard Steve’s voice say, “Sounds like my favorite cocksucker!”
“I hope so,” I replied, my heart fluttering.
“Are you ready to show me how much?”
“Oh, yeah,” I moaned.
“Great! Then come on over.”
“Come over?” I gasped. “I, I thought you’d come here.”
“I’m not dressed,” he said nonchalantly, “and I don’t know why I’d bother doing that, just to get undressed again. It’s easier if you just come over here.”
“But, but….” I stammered, “I, I can’t walk through the neighborhood dressed like this! The other neighbors might see me!”
“Fuck the other neighbors,” he said. “If you want my cock, get your ass over here, now. For that matter, I just remembered that you promised to do whatever I said, so even if you don’t want my cock, get your ass over here now.”
“I, I do want your cock,” I gulped. “I do!”
“Then I’ll see you in two minutes?”
“Do I have to?” I begged.
“Are you a cocksucking whore or aren’t you?” he growled.
“I am,” I whimpered.
“Then do it. Get your ass over here and suck my cock. The front door is unlocked.”
I was in shock as I hung up the phone. I looked at Kathy. “He, he wants me to walk over there to do him.”
She grinned. “So do it.” She took my hand and led me to the front door. “You can do this,” she encouraged. “Even if the neighbors see you, they won’t recognize you if you walk over there like you’re proud of who you are.”
She opened the door and the next thing I knew I was standing outside. “Oh, God,” I asked myself, “why did I have to decide to dress like such a whore?” I glanced around and saw with relief that the streets were empty. I hurried along the sidewalk to Steve’s house as fast as I could in my 5” heels, praying that the streets would stay deserted. By the time I got to the door, my heart was pounding, but I managed to get inside without bumping into any of the neighbors. A note inside the door told me Steve was waiting in bed, so I made my way to his bedroom. I found him there, lying on top of the bedspread, naked and stroking his already hard cock. “Hi,” I ventured. “I made it.”
“So I see,” he smiled. “Turn around for me. Show me what you’ve got.” I slowly rotated, letting him admire my legs and body from all angles. “Nice,” he complimented when I was facing him again. “You look better every time I see you.”
“Thanks,” I managed to say.
“You’re staring at my cock,” he pointed out. I nodded and licked my lips self-consciously. “That’s not very polite,” he joked.
“I know,” I said softly. “I’m sorry. It’s just……”
“Just what?” he asked when I didn’t finish the sentence.
I swallowed hard, and fearing that Kathy might check with him to see if I had followed her orders, I replied, “It’s just that I’m such a horny cunt and I want to suck your cock so much!”
“Well, in that case I guess I can forgive you. Why don’t you come over here and do what you came here to do?”
“My pleasure,” I smiled, climbing onto the bed. I curled up beside him with my head on his stomach and took his cock in my hands. My excitement level immediately doubled and I moaned softly. I brought him to my lips and kissed the throbbing head gently. Once again, I felt my body react and my excitement level rise even more. “Oh, God,” I whimpered, “I want it so much!” I couldn’t stand waiting another second; I pulled him into my mouth and started sucking.
“Oh, yeah,” I heard Steve groan over the sounds of my own whimpering slurping, “damn, that feels good.” I spent several minutes enjoying the taste and feel of his cockhead filling my mouth before he arched his back slightly, pressing his dick further into my mouth. I took the hint and started bobbing up and down, working more and more of his rod into my mouth. As he hit the back of my throat, I swallowed, showing off my newfound skill. He groaned again, then stroked my hair and face as he said, “God I love it when you deepthroat me. You’re fucking amazing!”
I came up, gasped for air and murmured, “I love it too. I really do!” I buried him back in my mouth, plunging him down my throat until my lips were wrapped around the base of his cock. I let my fingers play along his balls and sucked as long as I could until I had to come up for oxygen. After a few quick breaths, I kissed his balls and then plunged him back into my throat. As I did, it briefly occurred to me how much I wanted him and how deliriously turned on I was. “I’m even more of a cunt than I thought,” I realized. “I really love this!” Unfortunately, it took only a few minutes of devouring Steve’s cock to push him over the top, and, before I knew it, his dick was pulsing and filling my mouth with his hot sperm. Even though I was a little disappointed that he was cumming so quickly, I gratefully swallowed every drop, milking him gently as he softened. When he was completely spent, I kissed his limp dick gently, rolled over and looked up into his face. “Thank you,” I whispered. “That was so-o-o-o delicious. Thank you so much!”
“Anytime,” he laughed. “So, was it worth walking over here?” I nodded and he smiled. “Then you won’t mind doing it again tomorrow morning?”
I gulped. “Can’t you come to my place?”
“I can,” he shrugged, “but I’d rather you show me how much you want my cock by coming here. You do want it enough to do that, don’t you?”
I took a deep breath, inhaling the taste of his semen that still coated my tongue and lips. “Yes,” I whispered as I nodded.
“Good girl,” he grinned. “Let me call Kathy and make an appointment so she doesn’t schedule you with anyone else.” He reached over, picked up the phone and dialed. A second later, he said, “Hi, Kathy, it’s Steve.” He paused, grinned and said, “She was terrific! You’ve done a great job training her.” He paused again, then replied, “Yeah, as a matter of fact she did say that. As a matter of fact, she seemed proud of being a cunt.” He listened for a few seconds while grinning at me. “Yeah, I’m loving having two whores living next door to me…especially since the one here now has agreed to come back and blow me again tomorrow morning. Is that OK with you? Yeah, I thought it would be. Great! Thanks.” He hung up and grinned at me. “All set. I’ll expect to see you tomorrow morning. Don’t wait for me to call, just come on over whenever you’re ready.” I nodded and forced a small smile. “Oh, and Suzy?” he said as I started to crawl out of the bed. I stopped and looked back at him. “Don’t dress so modestly tomorrow,” he grinned.
“Modestly?” I gasped looking down at my short skirt.
He laughed. “If you’re going to be a whore, you need to get used to looking like one. You should at least wear stockings and a garterbelt if you’re going to wear a skirt that long.”
“This is long?” I laughed. “You must be kidding!”
“I’m not,” he said seriously. “That skirt is at least eight inches below the bottom of your ass. With legs like yours, that’s about six inches too long. When you come over here tomorrow, either wear a shorter skirt or wear a garterbelt with that one. If you want to be a whore, prove it. Understand?”
“Yes,” I gulped nervously.
“Good,” he grinned. “Now, you’d better get your sweet little ass home. Doesn’t Kathy have plans for you?” I nodded and stood up. “By the way,” Steve said as I moved toward the door, making me stop and look back at him. “I don’t want you to leave thinking that I didn’t enjoy your visit. That was a great blowjob. You’re becoming a first-class cocksucker, and I’m sure you’ll eventually be a really good whore. Just keep working on it.”
“Thanks,” I smiled weakly. “I will.” My brain was racing as I made my way out of Steve’s house and started walking home. His encouraging words had made me feel nice, but, at the same time, his demand that I somehow dress even more revealingly was troubling. As I walked, I realized that doing it would not only mean a shopping trip to buy what he wanted me to wear, it would mean walking through the neighborhood looking even more like a whore. As that thought settled in, my mind jerked back to my surroundings…I had been so preoccupied by Steve’s demand that I hadn’t even thought about where I was. For the first time since leaving Steve’s bedroom, I looked around. When I did, my heart almost stopped beating: the street that had been deserted when I walked to Steve’s was now teeming with activity! Three of the neighborhood men were out mowing their lawns, and at least two women were working in their flower gardens. Even worse, each of them was staring at me! Snapping out of my trance, I picked up my pace, hurrying to my front door as fast as my heels would allow. I grabbed the doorknob, thankful to be able to escape the stares, but my torture wasn’t over yet—the door was locked! Helplessly, I rang the doorbell over and over, praying that Kathy would answer the door quickly. Of course, she took her time, making me stand there at least 30 seconds (which felt like 30 minutes) before she finally opened the door and let me in.
She was giggling wildly when she asked, “So how was it? Did you have fun?”
“I did until after the blowjob was over,” I told her, “but not after.”
“What does that mean?”
I explained Steve’s demand to her and then related how uncomfortable I was once I realized the neighbors were all staring at me as I walked and waited at the door.