
 
Becky: By Purplecat 
 
 
Becky Adams wasn't a happy camper; she sat at the table 
alone and listened to the sounds the band called music. Her 
friend Doris was on the dance floor. She danced every dance 
since they came in. Doris was a pretty girl; she was slim and 
well built and the men flocked around her. Doris begged 
Becky to come with her after work. She knew she shouldn't 
have come, but she thought things might be different this time; 
they weren't. None of the men paid the slightest bit of 
attention to her. She was used to men ignoring her but it still 
hurt. When Doris came back to the table, she was excited. 
 
"Those three guys at that table over there want us to join 
them," she whispered. 
 
"Doris, I'm sorry, but I'm leaving; you go ahead and join 
them." 
 
Doris protested but in the end gave up and left to join the 
men. Becky sat in the cab watching the lights go by. They 
were blurred by the tears welling in her eyes. She paid the 
cabbie and slowly climbed the stairs to her two-room 
apartment, where she lived alone. She was used to being 
alone, it seemed like she had always been alone. Her mother 
died when she was two and her father was never around; she 
hadn't seen him but a half dozen times in her life. He left her 
with an uncle and aunt whom she loved dearly but she was 
just a burden to them. She quit school when she was sixteen 
and took a job. She worked hard and got her GED then she 
went to night school for five years studying accounting. Now 
she had a good job and was appreciated for her work skills if 
not her looks. 
 
She slowly undressed; maybe a hot bath would make her feel 
better. When she entered the bathroom and saw herself in the 
mirror, she felt worse. Her five foot four frame didn't carry 
her hundred and sixty pounds very well, she had thick flabby 
arms and legs and a pouch below her navel that hung down 
to her pubic hairs. Her face was pretty except for the double 
chin, and her skin was flawless; it was smooth and snow 
white; she had no stretch marks. Her breast were almost 
non-existent, she wore a size "A" bra but didn't come close to 
filling it. 
 
As she looked at herself in the mirror she came to a 
realization: what she wanted was sex; she masturbated daily 
but she needed a man. She was a twenty-six year old virgin, 
with no prospects for anything other than a finger or a 
vibrator. She was determined to change that. She marched 
out of the bathroom and found her phone book; she found 
what she was looking for in the yellow pages. 
 
She dialed the number and a female voice said, "Esquire 
Escort Service. How may I help you?" 
 
"I need a man," Becky said. 
 
"We charge a hundred dollars an hour, when do you want 
him?" 
 
"Now, just as soon as he can get here." 
 
"Where do you want to go? I only ask that to determine what 
type of vehicle he will need." 
 
"I don't want to go anywhere I just want him to come here." 
 
"I see. We'll have someone there within the hour." 
 
Harry Burns was thirty-five. He had been fucking old, fat, 
and ugly women for years; young good-looking women didn't 
call the escort service. When he rang Becky's doorbell he 
wasn't at all surprised by her appearance. 
 
"Are you the lady that called for an escort?" 
 
"Yes, but..." Becky started. 
 
Harry grabbed her and kissed her pushing his tongue into her 
mouth. He knew that ninety-nine percent of women would 
back out on their first try if they were allowed too. He pulled 
back and looked at her. 
 
"Oh God," she moaned reaching for his lips again. 
 
"Just give me a hundred bucks baby, and I'll take care of 
everything," he said. 
 
She already had the hundred-dollar bill in her hand, she gave 
it to him and he kissed her again. Becky had never been 
kissed by a man or boy; she would have gladly given him a 
hundred for a kiss like that. Still kissing her he began 
removing her clothes, all she had on was a robe and panties. 
He got her robe off, pushed her onto the couch, and then 
peeled her panties down over her fat hips. Then grabbing her 
ankles, he spread her legs wide and drove his tongue deep 
into her pussy. 
 
"Oh my God, yes," she squealed. "Eat me, oh yes eat 
meeeee." 
 
Harry licked and slobbered on her pussy; this fat bitch had 
one fine cunt. While he ate he pulled his pants down and 
freed his hard cock. When he felt her cumming he 
straightened up and positioned his cock at her wet opening. 
 
"Yes fuck me," she wailed. "Take my cherry, hurry put it in." 
 
Harry wasn't surprised that she was a virgin, and it didn't 
bother him, he just pushed into her, sweeping away her 
hymen and unceremoniously began fucking her with long hard 
strokes. Her cunt clung to him like a tight wet glove; he 
looked down and saw he was pulling the inside of her cunt 
out about two inches with each outstroke. Becky screamed 
that she was cumming and beat her fist on his hard chest, 
causing her tiny tits to bounce around on her chest. Harry 
kept fucking her until she had her third orgasm. Then he 
unloaded his balls into her tight hole. 
 
He stood and wiped his sticky cock with her panties, and 
then he removed all of his clothes so she could see his hard 
muscular body. 
 
"You've still got about forty-five minutes, if you want it again 
you'll have to suck me to get it hard." 
 
She had never even touched a cock, and he was telling her to 
suck one. But her desire to be fucked like that again was 
overwhelming so she sat up and put her lips over it and began 
to suck. She liked the texture and knew that most of the taste 
was herself and his sperm. As it began to harden she decided 
she liked sucking cock, and would be glad to keep sucking 
until he shot her a mouth full of sperm. Harry had other ideas. 
He pushed her down on the couch and crawled between her 
legs. When she felt the head at her opening she pushed up 
taking in a few inches of his hard cock. He again started 
fucking her, only this time he was going deeper and fucking 
her harder. 
 
"Oh SHIT, FUCK," she yelled "give it to me, fuck meeee." 
 
Becky couldn't believe how good it was to be fucked, to 
have a hard cock, pounding deep in her belly, and cumming 
on the cock as it stroked in and out; then cumming again and 
again. The feel of his sperm shooting and his cock bucking 
inside of her almost made her pass out. 
 
Harry sat up and looked at her ugly body. 
 
"Lady you have some fine pussy there. If you would lose 
some of that fat you wouldn't be buying cock, you would 
have all you could handle." 
 
"I don't know how to do that, I've been on diet after diet, and 
nothing seems to work," she complained. 
 
"It takes more than diet, it takes determination and exercise, 
lots of exercise. Look at me," he said standing and striking 
several weight lifter poses. "Five years ago I weighed two 
hundred and ninety-five now I weigh one-eighty." 
 
"What did you do to get to where you are now?" she asked. 
 
"I hired a personal trainer." 
 
"My, isn't that expensive?" 
 
"Not really you can meet with them two or three times a 
week. They charge twenty to twenty-five for a half hour. 
They will lay out a regimen of exercise and diet, and all you 
have to do is follow what the trainer tells you." 
 
"That sounds easy enough, I'll give it a try. Do we have time 
to fuck again?" 
 
"I'm afraid not, I've got to be going. If you ever need to be 
fucked later on just call the agency and tell them you want 
Harry." 
 
After Harry left she went into the bathroom again and looked 
in the mirror. 
 
"OK fatso, we've got get rid of you. Starting tomorrow your 
fat ass is on the way out," she said, with determination. 
 
Becky stood in the middle of the small room. Lori Buckley 
walked around her. Lori was a personal trainer and the 
owner of Buckley Gym. 
 
"Would you mind removing you skirt and blouse? I want see 
what you really look like," Lori said. 
 
Becky removed her clothes, and then waited. Lori walked 
around her again. 
 
"Yes, you certainly do need a personal trainer. But unless you 
have some kind of motivation and a personal goal, we'll be 
wasting our time. What is your motivation?" 
 
Becky knew this was a test and if she didn't pass it Lori 
wouldn't take her. She decided to tell the truth. 
 
"Cock, I want cock and the only way I can get it now is to 
pay for it." 
 
"And your personal goal?" Lori asked. 
 
"I want men to run after me. When I go into a bar I want 
every man there trying to get in my pants. My real goal is to 
be fucked anytime I want it." 
 
"Becky I think I can help you. Do you want to start now?" 
 
"Yes, right now, I don't want to put it off for another minute." 
 
Lori started her off by enrolling her in the beginner aerobics 
class. She gave her a seven day diet, explaining that she 
would get a new one every week. The diet would change 
depending on her progress. Once she got into a little better 
shape she would begin weightlifting. 
 
Becky went to the gym everyday and worked out, when she 
got discouraged she stood in front of her mirror and repeated 
over and over "Cock, I want cock." 
 
The first six weeks she lost thirty pounds. Becky was happy 
with the results so far. When she looked in the mirror now 
she was quite pleased. She was still overweight but all of the 
hanging flab was gone, her body was smooth and round. Her 
double chin was almost gone, and the beauty of her face was 
starting to come through. Of course, her breasts were still 
tiny. 
 
The men at the office were starting to pay more attention to 
her, especially her boss. Jack Holmes was a widower. His 
wife died two years ago of breast cancer; he was in his late 
forties. Two years without a woman was taking its toll on 
him, he was masturbating more and more often. Becky was 
surprised when he asked her to dinner. 
 
"Why yes Jack I would love to, but I go to the gym right after 
work and I'll be there until seven. You could pick me up 
there at say seven-thirty," Becky said. 
 
Becky had started wearing shorter skirts and dresses to 
work. She liked showing off the legs that she had been trying 
to hide her whole life. She pushed her chair back from her 
desk and saw him stare at her chubby but sexy legs. 
 
"That's great Becky, I'll be there. While we're having dinner 
we can talk about what we'll do after." 
 
Becky knew what she wanted to do, and by the bulge in his 
pants she thought he had the same thing in mind. 
 
"Yes its Friday so we won't have to worry about time," she 
said smiling at him. 
 
During dinner Jack turned the conversation in that direction. 
 
"I guess we could go dancing, or maybe to a movie," he said. 
"It's your call." 
 
"Jack did you really ask me out to go dancing or to a movie? 
Or did you have something else in mind?" 
 
"I guess maybe it was something else," he stammered. 
 
"If it was sex you had in mind. I just want you to know, I had 
the same thought." 
 
"Really, you're not pulling my leg are you?" 
 
"No but if you'll take me to my apartment, I'll be pulling 
something else," she said grinning. 
 
"I'm really surprised, I thought you were going to be a hard 
one to get to. I figured you to be a sort of reserved woman, 
but it seems you're not," he said grinning back at her. 
 
"No I'm not, but I'm no woman of the world either. I've only 
had sex once before and I loved it. I intend to have it a lot 
more in the future." 
 
When they entered her apartment, he sat on the couch. 
 
"Can I make you a drink? I have some bourbon and some 
vodka," she said. 
 
"Yes, bourbon would be nice. I'm a little nervous to tell you 
the truth, maybe that will help." 
 
"Nervous! My heart's beating ninety miles an hour. Look at 
my hands shaking," she said holding her hands out. 
 
She went to the kitchen and made them both a drink. When 
she returned she handed him his drink and sat next to him. 
 
"Damn Becky, I'm sorry I'm acting like a little kid, but I've 
never had sex with anyone but my wife." he lied. 
 
"Jack we need to just relax, we're letting this thing get the 
best of us. What did you and your wife do when you had 
sex?" 
 
"We started out getting naked of course, then we usually had 
oral sex. Then we would have intercourse." 
 
"OK let's do the same thing, only let's call it sucking and 
fucking," she said laughing. 
 
"I want too. How do we start?" 
 
"I'll take off my blouse and you take off you shirt; then I take 
off my skirt while you take off your pants; then it's your 
underwear and my panties." 
 
"How about your bra?" 
 
"That'll be a bonus, but I'm afraid you won't see much." 
 
They stood and began to undress. 
 
"Six weeks ago I wouldn't have dreamed of getting naked in 
front of you, but now I feel quite proud," she said. 
 
"You should be. You're a beautiful woman." 
 
"You ain't seen nothing yet buster, give me another six weeks, 
your eyes will be bugged out on stems and your tongue will 
get hard every time you look at me." 
 
"I've got something that's hard already," he said as he pulled 
off his shorts. 
 
"I'll say, I've sucked a cock before but only briefly, I want to 
suck yours and make you cum in my mouth. I want to taste 
your sperm. Those women in those x-rated magazines I buy 
make it look so delicious, I want to try it." 
 
She sat on the couch and he stepped up to her his hard cock 
waving in her face. It was longer and thicker than Harry's; she 
grabbed it and stuffed it in her mouth. She sucked, licked, 
and gobbled it. He was already so excited by the turn of 
events he started cumming. He pumped stream after stream 
of thick cum into her mouth. She slurped it all down, and then 
she pulled it out and smacked her lips. 
 
"Umm, delicious," she said. "I don't think I'll be getting 
enough of that anytime soon." She put it back in her mouth 
and sucked some more, but it was already getting soft. 
 
Jack pushed her back on the couch. 
 
"Don't worry baby, it'll be right back again as soon as I get 
my tongue in that sweet little pussy of yours." 
 
He sucked her through two orgasms, when he got up and sat 
beside her his cock was hard again. He started to push her 
back on the couch. 
 
"No Jack. I want to go to bed," she whispered. 
 
"Where is your bed?" 
 
"We're sitting on it." 
 
They stood and she pulled out the hide-a-bed, and crawled 
on it, she lay on her back and lifted and spread her legs. 
Holding her arms up to him. 
 
"Come on Jackie, fuck me." 
 
He wasted no time getting between her legs; she grabbed his 
cock and positioned it at her opening. Jack kissed her as he 
slowly sank into her. She moaned into his mouth. He pumped 
her with slow long strokes, enjoying the feel of her tight cunt 
gripping his cock; she was meeting each stroke with a thrust 
of her own. He sent her into the spasms of another very 
powerful orgasm. 
 
"Ohhhh, yesss! yessss!" she moaned. 
 
Jack kept fucking her. He could feel his own orgasm building 
somewhere deep in his balls. He started fucking harder and 
faster, just as he felt his sperm rise up through his cock and 
squirt into her hole. She went wild; she pounded his back 
with her fists and twisted her head from side to side while 
making noises that no one could understand. He kept fucking 
her until she relaxed. His cock softened and slipped out of 
her. He rolled over onto his back; they lay side by side both 
breathing hard. 
 
"God!!!! That was good," she breathed. 
 
"Yes, wonderful," he agreed. 
 
They were silent for almost five minutes before she broke the 
silence. 
 
"You are spending the night, aren't you?" she asked. 
 
"Do you want me too?" 
 
She turned on her side facing him and took his soft cock in 
her hand. 
 
"You know I do, I want to take a nap and then fuck some 
more." 
 
He turned, facing her and put his arm around her. 
 
"OK, you talked me into it," he said and kissed her. 
 
They fell asleep in each other's arms. They woke up some 
time later and fucked again. When she awoke the next 
morning she got on her hands and knees and sucked his soft 
cock. He woke up when he felt her wet mouth on him. She 
sucked him to a great cum. After he ate her pussy they 
fucked again. They lay in bed relaxing and napping, Jack sat 
up. 
 
"I'm afraid I have to be going," he said. 
 
"Oh, no, do you have to? Please don't go." she begged, 
disappointed. 
 
"Yeah I should go check my answering machine. My friends 
and relatives will be wondering what happened to me, and I 
must go feed my cat," he explained. 
 
"Will you come back later? I was hoping we could fuck the 
whole weekend." 
 
"I have an idea. Why don't we take a shower and go get 
something to eat? Then you can go with me to my house and 
spend the night with me. I have a king size waterbed; you 
ain't lived until you fuck on a waterbed." 
 
After they showered she gave him another blowjob and they 
began to dress. She put on a pair of tight shorts and a loose 
fitting blouse, hoping to disguise the fact that she had no tits; 
the shorts enhanced her firm wide ass and showed off her 
plump but sexy legs. When she came out of the bathroom, 
Jack was dressed and waiting for her. 
 
"You really look sexy," he said. 
 
"Why thank you Jack, no one has ever said that to me 
before," she said blushing. 
 
They spent the rest of the weekend in Jack's waterbed, only 
getting up to eat and get drinks. He took her home late 
Sunday night; she invited him up for a nightcap. Jack sat on 
the couch while she made them drinks. When she sat next to 
him she looked at him and smiled. 
 
"I've really enjoyed myself this weekend, it's been the best 
I've ever had. Now I'm wondering if you would do me a 
favor?" 
 
"Yes, how could I refuse you? After everything you've done 
for me this weekend." 
 
"This may sound strange to you but I want you to tell 
everyone at the office how easy I am. Tell them how I sucked 
your cock, and what a slut I am. Tell them I'll fuck anyone 
and everyone; all they have to do is show a little interest." 
 
"Will you really do that?" 
 
"Yes, I will. I've been a virgin all my life and I missed out on a 
lot. Now I want to make up for lost time. I want to just fuck 
a lot of people and enjoy myself. After the new wears off I'll 
ease off some, and will only fuck certain people. You'll be 
one of those if you want to." 
 
"OK I'll do it. I'll even send some friends of mine around if 
you want, but there is a condition. You must promise you will 
fuck me at least one night every weekend." 
 
"Shit that's easy. I planned on doing that anyway. I'll throw in 
a daily blowjob at the office. I planned on doing that too," she 
said laughing. 
 
Jack had no problem sharing her with other men; he and his 
deceased wife had always been swingers. After her death he 
had no one to share with others so he had just dropped out 
of that scene. But now that Becky had come along he was 
thinking about getting back in to it. He explained this to her. 
 
"That's wonderful," she said. "I'd love to be your swing 
partner. Whenever you need me just let me know." 
 
The men at the office suddenly began paying more and more 
attention to her. She dated several men the next week, and 
always wound up at her apartment fucking them. 
 
At the end of the next six weeks she weighed a hundred and 
seven pounds. When she looked in her mirror she saw a 
beautiful woman. Her body was smoothly muscled and her 
skin flawless. "Now if I only had some tits," she thought. She 
bought herself a pair of plastic breast enhancers, which filled 
out her bra. But all of the men she knew were aware that she 
was wearing them. By now she had fucked almost every man 
at the office, most of them several times. There wasn't a day 
that went by that somebody didn't fuck her, and of course 
she gave Jack a blowjob every morning. 
 
Her new wardrobe consisted of tight short skirts that showed 
off her shapely ass and legs and loose fitting blouses. The 
other women at the office looked down their noses at her. 
When they talked about her between themselves they 
referred to her as the slut. Becky knew this and was proud of 
it; she was just doing what they all wanted to do but was too 
chicken shit to do it. However Doris was still her friend, and 
they still went out and picked up men occasionally, most of 
the time Becky had a date. 
 
One afternoon she was having trouble balancing her books, 
they were only off a few dollars but she worried about it all 
through her exercise session. When she finished, she called 
and canceled her date for that evening and returned to the 
office. She was engrossed in the books when she heard a 
noise; she looked up and saw, Jeremy Saunders watching 
her. Jeremy was a young college student who was working 
his way through school by cleaning offices at night. 
 
"Is that you miss Becky?" he asked. 
 
"Yes it is," she said smiling. 
 
"I thought that was you, I haven't seen you in a long time, I 
can't believe how different you look." 
 
"Do you like?" she asked, standing and turning around for 
him. 
 
"Yes very much. You're beautiful," he complimented. 
 
Becky's eyes narrowed she hadn't been fucked in almost 
twenty-four hours, and here was a perfectly good cock 
standing right in front of her. 
 
"Jeremy, I was wondering. Is it true what they say about 
black men?" 
 
"You mean about the size of there ah, penis," he said grinning. 
 
"Yes that's what I mean," she grinned back at him. 
 
"Well I don't know about all black men but in my case it's 
true." 
 
"Would you mind if I checked that out for myself." 
 
"No ma'am I sure wouldn't mind one little bit." 
 
"Let's go into Jack's office. He has a couch in there and I 
want to be comfortable while I check it out. 
 
She led him into the office and sat on the couch. 
 
"You stand right in front of me so I can get a good view." 
 
He was wearing sweat pants with no underwear. She untied 
the drawstring and pulled them down. His long thick hard 
cock sprang out at her. 
 
"My God, you sure weren't lying. This thing is huge. It must 
be at least ten inches long and as thick as my arm," she said, 
as she took the head into her mouth and started sucking. 
Jeremy grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth. She 
pushed him away and looked up at him. 
 
"If I finish you off, will you get hard again soon." 
 
He didn't say anything; he just shook his head vigorously. She 
went back to sucking, she had become an expert at sucking 
cock; she let him push the long thing completely down her 
throat. He began thrusting in and out of her throat bouncing 
his balls against her chin with each thrust, she felt him stiffen 
and knew he was about to cum, she pushed him back and 
grabbed his cock with both hands and let it fill her mouth. She 
drank it down. She continued to suck and felt his cock start 
to soften, but suddenly it started to harden again. She backed 
off and looked at it. 
 
"Now let's see if I can fit this thing in my cunt," she said, 
laying back and stripping her panties over her hips and down 
her legs. She raised her legs and spread them wide. "Give it 
to me, stick that monster in and fuck me, hurry." 
 
Jeremy dropped to his knees and she grabbed his cock and 
stuck the head in, he pushed it into her with some difficulty. 
 
"Shit, you've got a tight cunt. I've never fucked a white pussy 
before." 
 
"FUCK, it hurts. God the fucker is so fucking thick and long, 
it's killing me," she screamed. 
 
"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, concerned. 
 
"STOP!!! Are you fucking crazy? If you stop I'll fucking kill 
you. Give me all of it, fuck me harder. Oh God it's stretching 
me so fucking much, Ohhhhhhhh, I'm cumminggggg." 
 
He was plunging his long black pole into her to his balls. He 
knew he couldn't last long. Her cunt, being so tightly 
stretched around it along with the contractions of her orgasm 
were bringing him quickly to another cum. He felt his sperm 
boil up out of his balls and blast into her clinging pussy. There 
was no room for it, when he plunged in all the way it squirted 
out around his cock coating his balls and running down the 
crack of her ass. 
 
"YES, YES, fill me with your cum, Oh God its so goooood." 
 
He remained in her until he felt her contractions stop. Then he 
slowly pulled out. There was a loud "pop" when his cock 
came out. He stood up and sat next to her. Becky wasn't 
sure if she had cum once or ten times. 
 
"God, what a fuck, I never realized pain could feel so fucking 
good. When you pushed that fucker in, I thought you were 
going to rupture something and when you pulled back, I 
thought you would pull my insides out," she panted. 
 
"Yeah, you've got one tight pussy. I thought you would pull 
the hide off it." 
 
"How long will it take you to get it up again? I want some 
more of that big fucker." 
 
"Why don't you finish up what you were doing, while I finish 
cleaning up the offices, I should be finished in about a half-
hour. I'll meet you back in here." 
 
Thirty minutes later Becky went back to the office and 
removed her clothes. When he came in she was stretched out 
on the couch rubbing her clit. He kicked off his shoes and 
removed his t-shirt and sweat pants. She watched his long 
cock wave around and he took in her nude form. 
 
"You've got one hell of a nice body, but I think somebody 
stole your tits," he said grinning. 
 
"Shut up and fuck me, smart ass," she grinned back at him. 
 
After they fucked, they sat up and relaxed for a while. 
 
"That was just as good as the first time, I think I'll be working 
late more often," she said. 
 
"Fuck, you can come by every night if you want too." 
 
"I don't think so, a steady diet of that thing would have me all 
stretched out of shape. You'd spoil it for everybody else. I 
think once or twice a week will be enough." 
 
The first thing she did when she woke up the next morning 
was to push a finger in her pussy; she was relieved when she 
found it was as tight as ever. She was surprised when she got 
to work that morning; there was a large glass jar with a sign 
taped to the inside, and there was twenty-five dollars inside it. 
The sign said "Boob job for Becky," she laughed about it, but 
she let it sit there all day. At the end of the day there were 
several more five's and tens in it, before she left she locked it 
in a file drawer. 
 
That evening as she was fucking her date she noticed that he 
paid no attention to her breast. Thinking back she couldn't 
remember anyone who had. Maybe the jar was a good idea. 
She was sure it was Jeremy who put it there, he was the only 
one who ever teased her about the size of her tits, She would 
go by one evening and thank him properly. 
 
The Jar gradually filled, the men were all contributing weekly, 
she even saw Doris put a five in one day. When it was full 
Becky emptied it onto her desk and counted the money, she 
had twenty-seven hundred and thirty-five dollars. She called 
and made an appointment for the next morning. The doctor 
was nice; she decided immediately that she was going to fuck 
him. He showed her some before and after pictures of other 
women he had done breast enhancement surgery on, and 
explained the different techniques that they used. They could 
make an incision at the base of the pectoral muscle and insert 
the implant under the muscle, or they could cut around the 
areola and remove it and the nipple then insert the implant 
through the opening on top of the muscle. The areola would 
then be reattached. He recommended the latter because it 
took less time to heal and the scar was almost imperceptible. 
The size was limited by the size of the breast before surgery; 
he recommended she go with a size "C" then if she wanted to 
go bigger later she could. She thought size "C" was fine. He 
went on to tell her that he had a patient cancel her 
appointment for the next day and he could do it then. This 
excited her. She never thought it would happen this quickly. 
 
"How much will it cost?" she asked. 
 
Twenty-eight hundred, is my standard fee," he answered. 
 
I only have twenty-five hundred." she lied. "Do you think I 
could pay the rest another way?" 
 
"What did you have in mind?" 
 
"I thought you could come to my apartment on a house call 
three or four times. Would that cover it?" she said smiling. 
 
"Yes I think that would cover it nicely," he said grinning. 
"How about tonight, would that be convenient for the first 
call?" 
 
"Tonight would be just fine. But I have to warn you I won't 
have big breast tonight." 
 
"Ms Adams, I'm a ass man, and from where I'm sitting it 
looks like you do just fine in that department." 
 
A month later she was completely healed. She spent a lot of 
time looking in her mirror admiring her new tits. They were 
perfect; she loved them. As did all of the men that she dated. 
She changed her wardrobe, her blouses were now low cut 
and revealing, She was proud of the fact that her new tits 
never saw the inside of a bra. She went back to the office 
one evening and showed them to Jeremy, She thanked him 
several times for the jar. 
 
She spent Saturday night and all day Sunday at Jack's. When 
he took her home late Sunday he sat on the couch while she 
made them a nightcap. When she came in and handed him his 
drink he downed in one gulp. 
 
"My, do you want another?" she asked. 
 
"No I'm just trying to build up my courage. We've been 
screwing every weekend for over six months; I've come to 
realize that I love you very much. I want you to be my wife," 
he said taking a ring box from his pocket and handing it to 
her. 
 
"Jack, I love you too, but you don't want to marry me. I'm a 
slut; just about all I think about when I'm not working is cock. 
I could never be faithful to you; I'd still be fucking anybody 
and everybody that comes along. Do you think you could live 
with that?" she said holding the box out to him. 
 
"Yes, I know I could. My wife used to do the same thing; she 
was a slut too. After she fucked someone she always came 
home and told me all the details. I loved it; we always wound 
up in bed fucking each other's brains out. It really turned me 
on to hear about her screwing around. You don't have to do 
anything different than you do now, except tell me all about it 
when we're together." 
 
"You mean I can just bring somebody home and fuck them 
with you right there?" 
 
"That's what she did. If you'll let me know in advance I'll stay 
out of the way." 
 
"Tell me about the craziest thing she ever did." 
 
"I don't know if the craziest but it's my favorite. I came home 
from playing golf one weekend and found her in bed with two 
black men. They delivered our new waterbed and after they 
got it set up she stripped off and told them she wanted to try 
it out. When I came in, they were both fucking her one in her 
cunt and the other in her ass. She was screaming her lungs 
out. I got so horny that I pulled my cock out and stuck it in 
her mouth; she sucked it like a crazy woman. The two black 
men and I shot our loads at the same time. After they left, she 
dared me to lick their cum out of her holes. I was still so 
horny that I did it, from then on, after she fucked someone I 
would eat their cum out of her. She loved it. 
 
"I bet she did, it sounds wonderful," she said as she opened 
the ring box. "Oh Jack it's beautiful," she said, smiling. 
 
"How about it Honey, will you marry me?" 
 
"I will if you promise to eat me out every time I fuck 
somebody." 
 
"I promise," he said, smiling as he slipped the ring on her 
finger. 
 
"Jack, I've never been fucked in the ass; I'm still a virgin 
there." 
 
"Well fuck, let's remedy that right now." 
 
The End

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