Sally Settles a Debt

“I love being blown by an experienced woman,” gasped ****. “Now suck it whore.” Obediently Sally took his hard cock into her mouth and began sucking. **** grabbed my wife by her short blonde hair and held her head as he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. Sally gagged momentarily as the tip of his cock slide into her throat. I looked over and I could see the cameras taking in all of the action.

“As much as I’d like to cum all over your pretty face, this is a job interview and I need to see what other talents you have. Slide those pants off and let’s fuck.”

Sally stopped sucking and stood up. She kicked off the “fuck me” pumps and slowly pulled down her black pants. She didn’t have any underwear on and already there was a little moisture glistening in her pubic hair. She knelt down on her hands and knees, spread her legs, and wiggled her ass.

“Come and get it. Slide that hard cock of yours in my wet pussy.”

**** knelt down between her legs as Sally parted her thighs even more to accommodate him. Using one of his hands, he put his hard member against her pussy lips. Then slowly but surely he slid his big hard cock into my wife.

“Ohh, you’re so big,” she exclaimed. “Fuck me with that hard cock of yours.”

Sally pushed back against **** as he pushed forward. His dick buried itself to the hilt inside her body. He grabbed her by both sides of her ass and penetrated as deeply as possible. She responded by rotating her behind, rubbing the cock head inside her on all sides. Then he pulled back slowly, withdrawing his cock until its head was just inside her pussy lips. The he plunged back in. Slowly he increased his speed, pumping his cock in and out of my wife. She leaned forward on her elbows, allowing him even deeper and more direct penetration.

“It’s time for the interview to continue. Your pussy is nice and tight for a woman of your age. How old are you?”

“Fifty,” gasped Sally as she looked up and into a camera that was now hovering over head.

“You’re a fifty year old slut aren’t you?“

“Yes.”

“I didn’t hear you. Say it for me and loudly.”

“I’m a fifty year old slut.”

“That’s right. I see you have a wedding ring on. Does your husband know you’re here?”

“No.”

“Why do you need the money?”

“We owe money. I need the money to pay off our debt.” That wasn't exactly play acting.

“So are you willing to fuck strangers to make that money?”

“Yes, and because it feels good.” That also wasn't exactly play acting.

“I can see that you’d like to make money doing something you enjoy. So let’s see how good a whore you can be. Bill, come over here.”
The burly bouncer who had been hanging around off camera entered the picture.

“Sally, I want you to suck Bill while I fuck you. Would you enjoy that?”

“Yes, I like threesomes. I like having a cock in my mouth and another in my pussy.”

With that Bill pulled off his clothes and knelt on the rug in front of Sally. She took his cock in her mouth and was soon bouncing between the two of them, moaning every time thrust into her.
At this point I noticed flashes going off. Some of the crew had left the cameras rolling and were taking photos. They were probably gong to jerk off to the photos later when they went home.
**** began to grunt and thrust even more rapidly.

“Give me your cum. Shoot inside me,” urged Sally.

With an exclamation he pushed deep into Sally and held her ass tightly against him. It was obvious that his cock was shooting his hot semen into my wife. For a few moments they stayed connected as he poured his load into her. Then he slowly pulled out. As his large cock popped out of her cunt, a few drops and then a stream of cum poured out. Once again flashes began as the crew got pictures of my wife’s creampie.

“Do I get the job,” asked Sally as she turned back to look at ****.

“The interview isn’t over yet. You’ve gotten Bill all hard and excited. He can’t go home to his wife that way. She doesn’t fuck him much any more. If you don’t finish him off, he’ll just get a bad case of blue balls. And I have a couple of other employees who deserve a nice bonus. Besides, if you are going to do any hooking for me, I need to know if you have good endurance. I think you’ll be in demand with our guests.”

“No problem,” said Sally as she rolled on her back. “Come on and fuck me Bill. I hope you don’t mind sloppy seconds from your boss.”
Bill didn’t say anything. He just got down on his knees, holding his hard cock. Sally spread her legs and soon he was on top of her, pumping away. He was young and muscular, slamming his cock rapidly and deeply into her pussy. Sally’s legs, spread wide and high in the air, shook with every thrust.

In the background the man in the janitor’s outfit was taking off his clothes, as was the bartender.

“I’m cumming,” said Bill. As he said it, he pulled out his cock and shot his cum all over Sally’s belly. One long stream even hit her right tit. A cameraman moved in close for the money shot while flashes went off once again.

“Someone fuck me doggy style,” my wife said as she rolled over on her knees.

“Who’s next?” asked Sally.

The janitor, now naked, walked up and knelt between her legs. Soon his hard cock was plunging in and out of her well-used pussy. The bartender knelt in front of Sally and shoved his cock in her mouth. She drooled and slurped as she sucked, bouncing back and forth between the two cocks.

Finally the bartender groaned and pulled his cock out of Sally’s mouth. He pumped it a few moments and then shot a stream of cum onto her forehead and hair. A couple of more streams covered her check and rolled down her chin. In moments the janitor groaned and slammed his cock hard into her pussy, filling it with his sperm.
As the janitor pulled out, Sally fell down on her belly, her legs still spread. She laid her cheek down on the rug and relaxed. A bit of cum leaked from her pussy. A cameraman zoomed in on her back, pannng down to the drops of semen falling from her cunt onto the rug. At the same time another cameraman got a closeup of the cum on her lips and cheek.

“That was excellent,” said ****, “you’ve got the job.”

“When do I start?”

The cameraman once again panned from her face to his.

“You just did,” replied ****.

“That’s a wrap,” hollered the director. Sally’s film debut was completed and my debt was ended.

I talked to **** while Sally washed off in the women’s bathroom. He was clearly pleased with her performance and the footage that had been gathered.

“Your debt is forgiven. You know this is going to be part of a matures porn series. I am very pleased with your wife’s performance. I’d like to have her be the star of a several more movies.”

“That’s okay. She did this to get me out from under my debt to you. I don’t imagine she’d be interested.”

“Just ask her would you?”

“Sure.” Of course I didn’t ask her. She had been upset enough when I brought up shooting this movie that I wasn’t about to set her off with such a request.

Well, this past winter we flew to Cancun. I still hadn't saved up enough money for the trip but Sally told me she had gotten a Christmas bonus at work. She paid for everything and we had a really good time.

A few days ago I was browsing the internet and followed a link to a matures site. There was Sally, on her hands and knees, fucking and sucking two men while several more waited their turn. But something wasn't right. The setting was different and I didn't recognize the men. Christmas bonus my ass. My wife had become a porn star.