Whore For A Night - A story by Ralph

"Shona! I can't believe you did that!" John exclaimed.

"John, nothing happened! We just had lunch together!" Shona replied, indignantly.

"Well I'm sure he wanted to do more than that!" came John's angry retort.

"You're being ridiculous," Shona replied, trying to soothe her husband's temper. "Can we please just go to dinner?" she asked.

"Why didn't you just say, no?" John continued, not letting himself be diverted.  

"Because, he's my boss! I didn't want to upset him," Shona explained yet again with exaggerated patience.

"So what if he asks you to fuck him? Are you going to do that too, just so he won't get upset?" demanded John, raising his voice still further.

"Fuck you John!" screamed Shona as she turned and stormed out of the house.

She slammed the door behind her and ran out into the street, crying. She made her way through the dark streets, not even knowing where she was going. As the night got colder, She pulled her coat about her tightly to buffer the chill wind. But her legs were only covered with a short skirt and a pair of black nylons. Her feet began to hurt as she hobbled down the street in her high heels. Her mind was filled with thoughts. How could he say those things to her? In their little over three years together and after only a year of marriage, she and John had never fought like that before. 'Why did he get so jealous? He was being a complete wanker!' Shona thought bitterly to herself.

"Hey baby!" came a voice, intruding itself into Shona's awareness.

Shona turned her head to see a car pull up beside her.

"How much?" the voice asked.

"Go and fuck yourself pal! I'm not a hooker!" Shona replied angrily.

He pulled up a little closer. "Aww, come on babe!" the man pleaded, "I can pay! How much? Five hundred? A grand?"

Shona stopped dead in her tracks, a thousand pounds? Was he serious? She looked over at the man. He was actually quite attractive, with short dark hair, and a clean-shaven face. 'Maybe I should do it?' she thought to herself. 'That will show that bastard John! And, anyway, he's the one that pretty much called me a whore!' There was a taste of bitter irony to Shona's thought. Of all the men that she had had in her life, John was probably the only one that had no cause for complaint on that score. In their three years together, Shona had never cheated on him with another man, quite the reverse in fact. It had been John who had had a drunken fling with a pretty blonde graduate student at his office Christmas party the year before he and Shona had married. She had been on a placement and John had been her supervisor. Shona had acted hurt when John had finally admitted to his indiscretion but, in reality, she could hardly have cared less. A drunken shag with a blonde bimbo five years younger than he was paled into insignificance compared to some of the things Shona had done in her youth.

At school and at University, Shona had been relaxed about how she had taken her pleasure. Being in a relationship had never prevented her from exploiting her sexuality to the full, being a willing and active participant in any diversion that presented itself. Exclusiveness was not a word that had been in her vocabulary in those days when she had willingly shared her body with countless partners, both male and female.

Things were different now. With marriage had come maturity. Whereas Craig, her long-term boyfriend in school and in the first couple of years at University had known all about Shona's appetites, accepting them and taking advantage of the freedom she granted him to seek his own occasional diversions, John was insanely jealous, becoming upset if other men even stared too long at his attractive wife. Shona still had the hunger that had driven her as a young woman but she was content to give herself only to John. The only exception, she admitted to herself, was her friend, Amanda. Both Jane and Sandra had moved away after University, getting married and starting new lives. She still saw Amanda from time to time but it had been over a year since she had last made love with her friend. No, John had no reason to complain and that simply added to Shona's desire to make him pay for the way he had treated her tonight.

Her angry expression melted away and Shona smiled as she walked over to the car.

"Damn girl! You're hot!" the man said eyeing up her body.

"Fifteen hundred!" She said bluntly, feigning a confidence that, for once, she didn't really feel. She half expected the man to drive away, but instead he just grinned and opened the passenger door. Shona tried to act confident as she made her way around to the other side of the car, cursing herself for her lack of certainty. 'The old Shona would have taken this situation in her stride,' she thought bitterly to herself.

"So, what's your name?" the man asked as she sat down and closed the door.

Without thinking, she blurted out, "Shona." She then realised she should have used a fake name.

"Oooo. Classy!" he said. "I'm Ray."

"Charmed," Shona answered dryly. She was beginning to regret her decision and was strangely annoyed with herself for her indecision. "Any chance of a light?" she asked, masking her nervousness by digging her cigarettes from her bag and lifting one to her lips.

"Sure," replied Ray, proffering her a light, "be my guest." Shona inhaled deeply, gaining a measure of calmness as she drew the smoke deep into her lungs.

As Shona smoked, Ray drove to a nearby hotel and parked the car. Shona considered calling a taxi and getting the hell out of there but something held her back. She had to do this! It was John's fault, not hers! Again, she shuddered to think how much she'd changed from the carefree youngster she had been.

"Well, here it is." Ray said opening the door to the hotel room. It wasn't a dump but it was far from five star. There was one bed, some cheap paintings on the wall and a few half empty bottles on the desk beside the door.

"I see you've been having fun already," Shona commented dryly, seeing the half empty bottles.

"Oh the party's just beginning. Would you like a drink?"

"Oh God yes! I... mean yes please."

Ray smiled as he filled a glass with ice. "You seem a little nervous. This isn't your first time is it?" he asked.

"Oh hell no!" Shona lied. "I always need a drink to take the edge off." She pulled her cigarettes from her pocket and lit another, inhaling deeply as Ray poured their drinks.

Ray handed Shona her glass then sat down on the bed. "So, tell me, what do you do?" he asked.

"Excuse me?" replied Shona.

"You know. What do you do? Sexually I mean." Ray responded.

"Oh! Uhhh. Everything, I guess. Everything except kissing on the mouth." Shona replied, suddenly glad she had watched "Pretty Woman" eleven times, cursing herself yet again for her lack of confidence. It had been so long since she had been with anyone other than John that she had forgotten how to handle these awkward first moments.

"Will you suck my cock?" Ray asked.

"Of course," replied Shona with an indifferent shrug.

Can I fuck you in the arse?" he asked.

"Sure, if you really want to," Shona replied, taking another casual puff on her cigarette.

"Good! Let's get started then," Ray said. With that, he yanked his jeans down and took off his shirt. He was standing there, wearing only a pair of boxers. Shona looked him up and down, inspecting his body. He looked like he worked out, with a washboard stomach and a full, defined chest. He had a much better body than John, Shona admitted somewhat ruefully to herself. She wondered why he was paying for sex. She was starting to get a little turned on. This wasn't an entirely new situation for her, after all. She suddenly remembered the time at school when, with her best friend, Jane, she had posed for then fucked a room full of men while they took photographs. She also remembered the time when Jane, Amanda, Sandra and she had gatecrashed a celebration being held by the local rugby team where they had been mistaken for strippers and had ended up fucking the entire team. She had made a fair amount of money on both of those occasions and, she realised, this was really no different. Shona had missed the thrill of feeling a man's cock in her for the first time and now, this handsome stranger was going to pay her fifteen hundred pounds for the privilege of doing what countless men had done before. She had started this to get back at her husband but now she was realising that she really wanted to do this; to please this man but, most of all, to please and satisfy herself!

Taking a final puff on her cigarette, she stubbed it out and quickly knelt down before him. She looked up into his eyes as she curled her fingers into the waistband of his boxers. Slowly she pulled them down his thick, muscled legs, freeing his rigid cock from its confinement. Her eyes fell to his dick and inspected the member. It was long and thick, protruding straight out from his abdomen. It was, she realised, much the same size as John's, a little thicker perhaps and more heavily veined. She felt a momentary disappointment then she shrugged. A cock was a cock and a man was a man after all and Shona knew how to please them.

She wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked it gently. Her other hand moved to his balls and caressed them with her nimble fingers. Parting her lipsticked lips, her tongue slipped out and teased the head of his dick. Ray started to moan as she poked the tip of her tongue into the slit. From there, her tongue slid down his shaft as she moved her hand up his torso, feeling his tight, muscular stomach. Her other hand grasped his cock and pushed it up against his abdomen as she dropped her mouth to his balls.

"Oh, baby! Damn you're good." Ray groaned.

Hearing him talk was a huge turn on. John almost never talked during sex any more. It had been a long time since anyone had complimented her on her cocksucking talents. Shona knew she was good and it always turned her on when a man showed the proper appreciation of her abilities. From Ray's strangled gasps, it was clear to Shona that she hadn't lost any of her hard earned skills in that department. She and Jane had been the best cocksuckers at St. Mary's and, unless she chose otherwise, no man had ever been able to endure more than a few minutes of attention from her hot, talented mouth without shooting their load down her throat.

"Fuck... That's so good," Ray moaned as her lips closed around his tight sac. Shona began to moan, humming on his balls, as her hand moved around to feel his tight, muscular arse. She lapped at his balls with her tongue some more before moving up to the bottom of his shaft.

Up and down she licked him getting his prick nice and wet. When it was glistening with a warm film of her saliva Shona took it into her mouth, closing her lips around the swollen head. Slowly she pushed her mouth all the way down, until she could feel his balls pressing against her chin, the head of his cock nestled in the back of her throat. She had to relax her throat to prevent herself from choking as she took him in. Ray rested a hand on her head as she bobbed up and down on his dick. "Oh fuck... Oh fuck..." he gasped. As she began to stroke his shaft with her hand, she started to suck faster.

"Oh, fuck yeah! I think I'm going to come soon." Ray groaned from between clenched teeth.

Shona moved her head faster as she rubbed his balls.

"Did you hear me?" Ralph said. "I... I said I'm... I'm going to... Oh, God! Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!"

Shona closed her eyes in ecstasy as Ray pumped a huge load of hot cum into her mouth. She gulped it down greedily and quickly sucked his cock dry.

Ray slumped back on the bed. "Wow," he said. "I didn't know you girls swallowed."

"We don't," she replied. "But you're special."

Ray laughed. "Oh really?" he panted

Shona smiled and walked over to him. "Yes, you are. And you're right. This is my first time." She saw a look of surprise flicker across Ray's face then added, "Tonight, that is." Shona winked and gave him a coy smile.

Since Ray had just blown his load, Shona had to keep herself busy until he was hard again. Turning around she looked over her shoulder and smiled seductively at him. She then began to run her hands down her body in an erotic fashion. She heard Ray mutter something as she slipped one of the straps of her dress down over her shoulder. As the other strap slid down her smooth skin the top fell down to her waist. Soon she was standing before him dressed in only a bra and knickers, with a pair of black thigh high tights and high heels. She noticed that Ray was starting to get hard again and she smiled, complimenting him silently on his powers of recovery. John wouldn't have been ready again for at least another hour.

As Shona started to take off her shoes, he stopped her. "No," he ordered. "Leave those on. They make you look so fucking sexy." Shona suppressed a sigh. John never told her that anymore.

With a sexy smile, Shona unfastened her bra and tossed it aside. Ray stared at her beautiful large breasts, whistling his approval as she took one in her hand. Looking into his eyes, she flicked her tongue out, licking her nipple. His cock was definitely showing signs of recovery she noticed.

Turning around, Shona bent over, showing him her firm arse . She then slowly slid her lacy, black knickers down her legs. As she stood up she turned and smiled at Ray. "Lie down," she told him, purring seductively.

Ray did as he was told, lying back on the bed, his dick now at full attention once again. Spotting an open packet of condoms on the desk beside her bed, Shona took one from the packet and unwrapped, hiding her distaste with a wicked smile. She had always hated condoms and, in her youth, had never used them when she could possibly avoid it. She toyed with the idea of not using one now but, however nice Ray seemed, he was still a man who was willing to pay for sex and she still had John, if not herself to think about. Reluctantly, she decided that it wasn't worth the risk.

Shona moved around to the end of the bed and started crawling up his body, landing soft kisses up his stomach and chest. She took his fully erect cock in one hand and started to roll the latex sheath gently along its length. Ray moaned at her gentle touch. Shona began to move upwards once more. When her pelvis was lined up directly above his, she reached down and grabbed his rubber encased cock. She slowly lowered herself down onto his dick and a gasp of pleasure escaped her lips. Her pussy lips parted and his cock slipped inside, filling her hot hole. Shona wiggled her hips and nestled down onto his pole, allowing him to fill her completely.

"Fuck, you feel so good!" Ray moaned, placing his hands on her hips.

"Your cock feels good in me too, big boy," Shona said with a smile. She placed her hands on his chest as she bounced up and down on his thick rod. She loved the feeling of his cock inside her. She loved the feeling of her tight cunt accommodating his thick shaft, the way her folds stretched around his dick as it slid in and out. Riding this total stranger's cock, she felt deliciously alive in a way that John hadn't made her feel in a long time.

"I love your cock!" Shona said through clenched teeth, "I love feeling it inside my cunt! I love the way it fills me!"

"Oooo, you have a dirty mouth!" Ray said. "I love it!"

Shona lowered her body, pressing her large, firm breasts against his chest as his hands grabbed at her arse . She could feel his strong fingers pulling her cheeks apart as she pumped her body down onto his cock.

"Am I a good little whore?" she whispered seductively into his ear.

"Oh yeah, baby. You're a good little whore!" he groaned. "You're the best fucking shag I've had in a long time!"

"Mmmmm, you too," Shona purred, clenching the walls of her cunt tightly around his thick shaft, slightly surprised as she realised she was telling the truth.

Suddenly, Ray grabbed Shona's body and held her close as he rolled over. He was on top of her now as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bed. Shona smiled up at him as he started to pump his hard cock into her. As he held her hands, he felt the cold metal of her wedding ring. Surprised, he looked down at her.

"You're married?" he asked, surprise in his voice.

"Right now, I'm not," Shona replied. Right now I'm your dirty little whore! Now fuck me, Ray. Fuck me hard!"

The fact that Shona was married seemed to turn Ray on even more. He began to increase his pace, pinning her to the bed with long, hard thrusts. Releasing her hands, he grabbed her ankles, forcing her legs out wide. He drove into her hard, before pushing her legs up by her head. In her mind Shona was thankful for the fact that, at school she had had gymnastic lessons and now practiced yoga to keep herself supple. Ray held her legs open as he fucked her tight pussy repeatedly. His face was frozen in an intense grimace as he rotated his hips, grinding his cock in and out of her hole.

After a few more minutes Ray pulled out and allowed Shona to put her legs down. Not wanting to waste a second, she hopped up and bent over in front of him. "Take me from behind, Ray. Fuck me like the dirty whore I am!" she said over her shoulder.

Ray wasted no time in sliding his erect dick into Shona's wet pussy, filling her once again. Soon the room was filled with the sounds of Shona's moaning, and the quiet slapping of Ray's balls on her soft skin.

"Harder!" Shona shouted. "Fuck my cunt! I want to feel it!"

Ray obeyed her request, pumping his dick in and out even harder. Shona's pussy was getting wetter by the minute. His hands were gripping her hips as he fucked her.

"Would you like to fuck my arse now?" Shona enquired, gripping his cock with the walls of his cunt, milking it with her well trained inner muscles.

"Oh fuck yes!" Ralph groaned, "I want to stick my cock up your arse right now now, you hot little slut!"

Ray pulled out as Shona put her hand back between her legs, dipping her fingers into her wet pussy. Taking her wet hand, she rubbed her fingertips against her arsehole, smearing her juices around and pressing one into her puckered rear entrance. She slowly slid it inside, lubricating her tight, rear hole as Ray watched. When she was nice and wet, Ray pressed the tip of his thick cock against her tiny puckered arsehole.

"Mmmmm, put it in," Shona cooed, "Fuck my arse!" She could feel her tight hole stretch around his cock as he entered her. She gritted her teeth, stifling a moan as she felt his thick rod travel slowly up her back passage.

'This'll show John!' she thought to herself. 'His sweet, faithful little wife, getting fucked up the arse like the whore he thinks she is!'

"Fuck! That's tight," Ray moaned, interrupting Shona's thoughts. He slowly worked his dick all the way in before he started to pull it out again. The full feeling in Shona's back passage diminished as he pulled away. When he was almost all the way out he pushed his hard cock back into her tight arse.

"Oh yes!" Shona gasped.

"You like that huh?" Ray asked.

"I love it!" Shona moaned "I love having a cock in my arse!"

Ray started to increase the tempo of his strokes, as Shona moaned in time with his thrusts. Stabbing his cock into her tight real passage, he felt his climax approach, pressure building in his balls. "Where do you want me to come?" he asked.

"I'm your whore! You can cum anywhere you want!" Shona replied as he drove his thick rod deeper into her bowels.

"I want to come on your face!" he gasped, his cock plunging rapidly in and out.

"Do it!" Shona cried, lost in sensations of having a cock that wasn't her husband's deep inside her forbidden hole. "Fuck me... Fuck my arse and cum all over my face!"

Ray grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back as he shoved his dick into her hard. Unable to take much more, he pulled his cock out of her arse. Ripping off the condom and tossing it to the floor, he pulled her head towards him. He was holding her by the hair as he jerked his dick in front of her face. Shona looked on in anticipation while hoping he wouldn't want her to take his cock in her mouth.

Suddenly, a gob of hot cum shot out, hitting Shona between her eyes. The next one fired ino her open mouth as the first trickled down the bridge of her nose. Shona shot her tongue and tasted his cum on her lips, savouring its rich, salty taste as he fired a few more shots into her hair before emptying the last of his load over her breasts. By the time Ray had finished, Shona's hair, face and breasts were a mess of cum. Shona knelt on the bed, happily licking away any of his rich fluid that her tongue could reach.

As Ray lay on the bed, breathing hard, Shona got up quickly and went to the bathroom to clean herself up. When she returned, Ray was getting dressed. She put her clothes back on feeling more exhilarated than she had done in years. Shona suddenly realised how much she had missed the freedom of her younger days.

"Shona," Ray said, You are one truly fantastic fuck. You've more than earned this," he added, tossing her a roll of notes. "I need to phone a friend, so I hope you can find your way out."

Shona picked up the money and grabbed her coat. Without so much as a word, she walked out of the room. As she sat in the taxi, puffing dreamily on a cigarette as she made her way home, Shona's reverie was interrupted as the message tone of her mobile sounded in her bag. The message was from John. 'I'm sorry. Come home. I'm missing u. Luv, J xx' the message read. She reread her husband's text several times and feeling of guilt started to overcome her. She had wanted to get even with him, that was the only reason she'd let herself get into Ray's car. She'd have been lying to herself if she's said she hadn't enjoyed her evening but, as the taxi drew closer to home, the enormity of what she'd done began to sink in. How could she face her husband after what she had done?

Her feet seemed sluggish as she walked up the front steps to her house. As she went to open the door, it swung open. John was standing there before her.

"Shona!" he said, pulling her close into a hug. "I was getting worried about you. I'm so sorry."

"So... so am I," she replied as a tear formed in her eye.

The couple went inside and John kissed his wife, unaware that, little more than an hour before, she had eagerly swallowed another man's sperm. Shona had a long, hot shower and snuggled into bed with her husband.

They made love. Shona clung to John as their tender, almost apologetic passion consumed them. She cried as, at the height of her orgasm, John released his seed deep inside her body.

"Are you sure everything is okay Shona?" John asked as he held his wife in his arms, occasionally kissing her neck as they basked in the afterglow of their shared release.

"Yes, I'm fine hon." Shona lied, still torn by the events of the evening.

"Good. I wouldn't want you to be upset when we meet Ray tomorrow," he said.

Shona bolted upright. "What did you say?" she asked, trying to hide the alarm she suddenly felt, a cold chill running down her spine.

"Remember? My friend from college, I told you about it a week ago?" John replied.

"Oh yeah. What did you say his name was?" Shona asked, trying to sound casual.

"Ray," answered John. "He just got into town tonight. In fact he called me just before you got home. Can you believe he actually picked up some tart and paid her fifteen hundred quid! Said she'd given him the best blow-job he'd ever had." John chuckled, oblivious to Shona's distress. "He always was a randy bastard," John added in a slightly envious tone.

Shona swallowed hard as she lay in the bed next to her husband. John soon fell asleep and was snoring softly as she lay awake staring at the ceiling and nervously nibbling on her fingernails. 'How in the name of hell am I going to get myself out of this one?' she thought anxiously to herself.