Recap: He supported himself with his hands as his cock softened and slipped from my abused, stretched-open asshole. He went to the bathroom to take a shower. I dragged myself out and went to join him.
Part 3:
I showered and sucked his cock until he dumped a fresh load into my mouth. I then soaped him up, and he did the same for me. He got out, dried, and dressed, leaving the room.
I got out and entered the room. Mom changed the sheets and asked if I was okay. I hugged her and said, "Yes, mom."
Mom asked if I wanted a break, and I replied, "Not right now, Mom." She turned and left. A few minutes later, Abdul walked in and disrobed. He was like a chiseled god. Well-built and well-hung! His cock was uncut, the foreskin hanging like a shedding snake skin. It was a mesmerizing site for me. I went to him, and he pushed me to my knees.
By now, I am used to this. I took his flaccid cock in my hand and liked the foreskin before pulling it back and licking the crown of his cock. I started sucking on it until it was fully enraged and stiff as a board.
Next, he instructed me to lean over the bed as he moved behind me. I thought he was going to ass fuck me, but he pushed into my cunt with one swift thrust.
I grunted in shock as he filled my cunt. This was the third man tonight to plunder my whore cunt. He set a rapid pace, fucking me from behind as I fingered my clitoris to try to keep pace with him.
He wasted no time filling my cunt with his sperm. He then pulled out and wiped his cunt-creme-coated cock on my ass and went to clean up. He left before I could get into the shower. This mild-mannered, arrogant fuck was all business. "Wam bam, thank you, mam."
He was the first of what I suspect will be many to use me as a cum bucket, a true whore. I felt cheap, dirty, and degraded. I showered and cried. Why did I think this was going to be glamorous?
Mom again came in and changed the sheets. She looked in on me and asked if I was okay. I looked at her and said, "Yes, Mom."
Mom said, "Only three more; should I send the next one in?"
"No, momma, I need a break."
Mom replied, "Okay, sweetheart, we'll take fifteen minutes."
For a moment, I thought, wow, I'm the one getting used as a cumbucket whore. I shrugged it off because I know I begged my mom to set this up. I decided because I wanted to make money. I wanted to become a whore.
I drew a tub of water with bath oils and Epsom salts. I sank into it and relaxed for about ten minutes.