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DR. EMMA – CHAPTER 4: SLUT IS ATTITUDEdeletedCHAPTER 4: SLUT IS ATTITUDEOne of the activities I seemed to focus on during my earlier ‘so-called-adventures’ was exhibitionism. Exhibitionism had always been a big thrill for me, but was one of those things that could quickly ruin the career of an otherwise straight-laced female scientist trying to make her mark in the still male dominated world of science. A direct, and almost immediate, benefit of my life change with Mr. W in releasing myself to him and his suggestions was exhibitionism.I knew from early on how he enjoyed my body even when he didn’t feel the ability to perform. Having me undress to prove my commitment to the project, stroking my legs up to my panties while in a non-private situation, confirmed his interest in seeing my body beyond physically enjoying using it. They guys were more blatant about it as they continued to push me to workout with them while naked even when they remained clothed, requiring my swimming workouts to be naked, and encouraging me to remain naked after they fucked me whether it happened to be outside, in the workout room, or anywhere else in the house.So, it didn’t surprise me when I started receiving intimate garments as gifts. Usually, they simply appeared on my bed. Someone had ‘invaded’ my dresser and closet to determine my sizes because I would find lacy sheer bra and panty sets, sheer baby-doll, sheer floor-length negligees, and stay-up stockings. All were of various colors and varied between sheer lace and just very sheer. All the negligees came with matching sheer panties. Some of the baby-dolls were full, some with a single fastening just below the breast so it gapped open in front, and some so they were open in back. All the floor-length were fastened just below the breast so it opened with any movement.Another day, the guys took me into town for some shopping. I came away with several pair of high heels (four inch max. because of my height), sexy workout clothes, mini-skirts, dresses and blouses. One of the dresses was nearly sheer enough to see through and I wondered where it could be worn. The longest skirt or dress was mid-thigh and several were only long enough to extend four inches below my crotch and wouldn’t even cover the tops of the stay-up stockings. They had something in mind for the future but were quiet. What was interesting to me was that they weren’t spending their own money but the credit card they generally used for needs of the estate meaning Mr. W was approving of this. So, with all this new sexy and revealing evening wear, I began appearing in them early in the evenings as we all relaxed after the day. The men all enjoyed seeing me around the house in next to nothing and I enjoyed the attention I received. Sometimes, I would even put on a floor-length gown for dinner complete with jewelry, stockings and heels. That look was encouraged by all three men and sometimes I even added heels when just wearing the baby-doll around the house.Regardless of what kind of sexual attention I might have received during the day, and it was usually some amount with at least one of the guys at the estate with me, my visual teasing in the gowns often led to something additional even if only blow jobs. I had finished cleaning up the kitchen and dishes (we took turns) and I changed into a floor-length sheer, pale blue gown and left the panties in my room. I grabbed the book I was reading and headed down the stairs in a pair of heels, which announced my approach on any of the hard floor surfaces. I read for an hour with another glass of wine, then went in search of someone. I didn’t know what I was feeling and it could have been just a desire for quiet company.I found Robert in the game room shooting pool. He and James were both pretty good and I wasn’t. I understood it was just geometry, but knowing what to do and doing it were different things. I knew that when we played strip-pool, I was going to be naked quickly. Of course, when we played strip-pool, there was more planned than just to see me naked. Developing a fantasy of the barroom pool-table-top-gangbang was unavoidable after several repeats.After one game with him (not strip, that would have meant only one miss), I found James in the media room watching some sports talk show. These guys still had a huge appetite for sports, especially football. I was a neophyte with most sports and I was afraid I would never advance beyond that in their minds, but I continued to try to retain what they explained to me.After giving them both kisses in case I didn’t see them before going to bed, I went back upstairs. Both of them had felt me up casually while we were together, which was now just part of our normal interaction. There wasn’t any frustration or awkwardness. Subtly over time with them, I had become comfortably available to them. Although enticement and flirting continued, it wasn’t a requirement to get into my body and we all enjoyed the variety of situations and encounters that that allowed.This night, though, I was in search of something and it wasn’t until I found Mr. W that I knew what it was. I stood in the doorway to the ‘quiet room’ where any of us could be to think, read, or listen to quiet music. Mr. W was engrossed in some book. He was on the couch, his back into the right corner of it, his shoes were on the floor where they fell, and legs stretched on the couch.I knocked on the frame of the door, “Would I be bothering you, sir, if I came in?”“Oh, Emma, how wonderful. Please, come and sit with me.” He turned his feet to the floor and patted the couch right next to him. As I stepped toward him with a big smile on my face, he said, “You look divine. But, when don’t you? You know you are quite wicked to tease us this way, but you also know we enjoy it so.” I giggled girlishly, which was quite a contrast with the way I was exposed. I sat and with his guidance I ended right next to him. His arm was around me as I cuddle into his shoulder. “Is everything okay?”I turned my head and raised my lips for a kiss, which he readily gave me. “No, sir. Nothing like that. I just felt like being with you. Is that okay?”“Of course, it is. I have to say you have wiggled into my protected world quite completely. I missed you while on my business trip.” He hugged me tighter and his hand brushed my breast, which he pulled away quickly. I captured it before it moved too far and replaced it firmly on my breast. He is still old school in many ways and is the only one of my men who I usually had to seduce. But he relaxed quickly and gently fondled the breast in his hand. “How are you doing with all this? This has been a big change for you, I hope not too much so.”I wiggled a little into him and squeezed his hand into my breast. “Oh, sir, I don’t know if I can express how wonderful I feel about my life now. You made it possible for me to realize what I thought was only a wish. I get to continue my work and I am only now seeing what a slut really can be like and I know I am only seeing the beginning. So … thank you.”He thanked me in return. Our conversation became easy, talking about my progress, his most recent trip, and how the company was doing. I asked him how he was doing and he expressed illegal bahis some fatigue and tension from the trip. I asked him if I could give him a body massage that, even though we both knew it wasn’t professional quality, it might help.He chuckled, seeing through me. “Naughty girl.” But he agreed. This was a game we sometimes played. Unlike the guys (definitely unlike them!), I often had to seduce or maneuver Mr. W to have him naked in my arms. My giving him a massage was a good ploy to getting him naked and aroused.I had stripped out of my negligee when I went to my room for towels and oil for the massage. I always started briefly on the shoulders, arms and back before going to the feet and legs and working my way to return to the back, shoulders and neck. As I worked on his upper thighs, I made sure to spread his legs so I could work the insides, which was true, but also to stroke his scrotum. Throughout much of it, I made sure I was able to move my pussy over one leg or his butt.When I finished with his back, I patted his butt for him to roll over. When he did, I commented, “Oh my, you are tense, sir.” As often happens as I touch him and he feels my body on his, he turns over with an erection, something he doesn’t take for granted, any more. He smiled knowing the game but encouraging my playfulness. “Definitely the stiffest muscle I have found tonight. Better spend some time on this …” I fucked him slow and leisurely. I was in no hurry, just wanting to feel him close, again. He seemed content with the pace and spent time playing with my breasts as I sat on him moving up and down. He thanked me, again, for the gift of the project. I leaned down to kiss him, “Sir, the only thanks I need is for you to do this, fuck me and give me your seed.” He crushed my mouth in a kiss and I knew he was getting close so I worked my pussy muscles and ground him into me. We did cum and nearly together. My heart swelled as I felt his seed spread through my pussy as I continued to gently continue the fucking motion. As I well understood now, some fucks are gloriously intense and others fill your heart with joy.I settled on top of him, my head resting on his chest, wanting to feel his cock inside me for however long it could be there. I even used my pussy muscles (yes, the guys even have me doing kegler exercises around dildos, vibrating eggs, and Ben Wa balls) to try to keep him stimulated.He was stroking my back and broke the quiet, “I understand you got to know Duke a little better.” I giggled and admitted it. “Only his tongue, sir.” He wanted to know all about it so I gave him the whole story in very graphic detail. The description has an interesting effect as I feel his cock growing inside. I sit up on him and begin grinding my pelvis over him, then raising and lowering my pussy over his revived cock.A soft moan escaped my lips, I stopped and sat completely on him, his cock deep inside. My hands on his chest, I looked down at him. “Will you tell me something, sir?” He nodded, his hips flexing up. “You bought them only months ago?” He nodded. His hips flexed and his cock moved inside me, again. A smile on his face. “That was when we started talking. That was when I confessed my desires. You knew we would be right here?”He smiled at me. “Right here as in you sitting on my hard cock in my bed?” I gave him a pretend dirty look but my ass started rising and lowering, again. That drew a new gasp from him. “The dogs were … only for … protection. The … timing was … because I … hoped you … would be … here.”I kissed him and increased my speed of fucking, “You didn’t … get them … to fuck me?”He pressed up into me and I gasped, “Actually … it never … crossed my mind. I was … concerned … when Robert … mentioned what … happened.” After our orgasms, I was again lying on his chest, my pussy again squeezing his cock inside me. This time I wasn’t as hopeful about him regenerating much less that he had more cum to give me. His hands were again stroking my back. I could distinctly hear his heart beat with my ear resting on his chest and it was slowing down nicely. He was indeed a very healthy 68.Tears well in my eyes with emotion and several fell to his chest. He reacted and raised my chin to look at me, questioning why I was crying.“Joy, sir … sorry. I am just so completely happy and grateful for what I am able to experience every day here.” I smiled at him and kissed his lips by stretching to him. “This isn’t like me … but not much of all this is like me and it is wonderful, exciting, thrilling … did I say wonderful?” He laughed and hugged me tight. “Thank you for gambling back then.” He chuckled. “I’ll want to do everything you want me to do, sir … anything. I trust you and the guys that much to respect me, now.” I hugged him tight. “Thank you for opening this to me.”“Anything could be a lot of different things.” I reaffirmed it. It did open me up to unknown things, but they had proven my trust in them. I knew I didn’t need to worry.I put my head back onto his chest, hugged him tightly, my pussy clutching his soft cock, my heart beating faster. “Thank you, sir.”Saturday came and I could think about nothing except cocks and fucking. I walked down to the kitchen in a short robe tied at the waist. When I saw the three men sitting at the table drinking coffee and talking, I became wetter. I moved to the cabinet for a mug, but James came up to me, untied the sash, and removed the robe.“No clothes today.”I brought my mug of coffee to the table and Robert stopped me, slipped a finger in my crotch and I found my thighs separating for him. He touched my pussy and smiled. “Yep, just like we thought. She’s already dripping.”God! They had been talking about me! I had taken big steps coming to this, but this was another, I realized, as I saw what was in their eyes. It was subtle, but it was there. I was still respected. I was still Dr. Emma Trent. But, now … now their sexy Em was becoming their slut and it excited them. Even Mr. W had the look. And that excited me. Months ago, he couldn’t get an erection, much less cum. Now he was awaiting his participation in a day that had no other intention but of fucking me. I might orgasm without being touched.We all pitched in to prepare for the activities they had planned for me. The patio grill was readied. I prepared a dozen large hamburger patties, toppings, and sides to go with brats and chicken breasts. As the items were moved out to the patio, I wasn’t sure who was going to eat all this. I think their idea of spending the afternoon and whatever more time fucking me or watching me was going to their heads. Both of them.The patio had several coolers ready, one for the food and another for beer. I noticed a number of cushions thrown out onto the grass and immediately knew that was for me, if I wanted it.I returned upstairs to the kitchen to see if everything was out. As I stood at the island counter, I suddenly felt someone against my back, one hand wrapped around me fondling a breast while the other hand slid down my stomach to my mound. I parted my legs and welcomed a finger sliding along my wet pussy slit.I heard Mr. W’s voice in my ear, “Everything ready?”I put my head back onto his shoulder and illegal bahis siteleri gasped, “Oh, God … I know I am …”He chuckled and turned me in his arms, covering my mouth with his, our tongues finding each other’s, my moans drowned out into his mouth. He released me, took my hand in his and led me out of the kitchen for the downstairs. “Then let’s go do something about that.”He led me out onto the patio where James and Robert were waiting. He stopped me facing the guys, then he moved over to stand next to Robert and James. I was the only one naked and they all had their eyes fixed solely on me. It was unmistakable.Mr. W’s voice took my attention back. “Are you ready, Emma?” I looked at him and nodded. “Are you sure, dear? In the next moments, you will be used like the slut you so desired but didn’t attain before. The three of us in front of you are going to try to keep you fucked or using your mouth. You and I have already discussed this but everyone should know the details. As a slut, you take care of each of us. As our slut, we take care of you. You will be available to all of us at all times that you are needed for our satisfaction.” I shivered. All of them at once. Always available throughout the day. I shivered, again. “There are few rules for us. Most important of any rules for us is that even a slut needs to be respected for her to be fully willing and, most important of all … to keep our slut safe.” The more he said the word, slut, the more it began to sank into me. My pussy was dripping … seriously, dripping. I could feel the fluid slipping down the insides of my thighs. I saw James lean to Robert and they both looked down at my pussy and thighs. He came back to me and stood behind me. His hands cupped my breast and asked, “Are you ready for us to show you what a slut might expect?” Even he could keep a smile off his face and the guys couldn’t hold theirs back, either. He finally started laughing and joined by the guys. Me? I was too much in a state of lust. He may have played it too far, but it turned me on like I hadn’t been and part of it was that whether he was playing it or not, what he was really doing was opening me up to the next stage of much more fucking.He turned me around and hugged me. The guys came up to us and suddenly there were three pairs of hands on my body. My breasts and nipples were being fondled, my ass stroked, and my pussy probed. Mr. W kissed me, then, “I put too much on at the end, but everything I said was sincere. Everyday. I know the guys won’t let you get by with just one of them.”I turned around to face them, my hands dropping to stroke the front of their pants. “No way would I want you experience and limits pushed further. The guys have agreed to help you.” I had to giggled at that. Like they hadn’t been so far.The three men stripped out of their clothes and it was clear the christening of a new attitude was beginning. I wondered, for only a moment, how this was going to happen. Almost immediately I let my mind drop it. This was another lesson for me: be content to experience what is presented and don’t fuss about it.They were practical, though. Mr. W lay on one of the outdoor chaise loungers, his cock stiff and ready on his body. I moved to him, bent over to kiss his cock head, take it into my mouth, and briefly suck it. He was already hard. Robert and James had jokingly described the way a good slut prepares a cock for fucking and sucking it to climax was important to allow for a longer second time for fucking. I remember tilting my head at them and they laughed, admitting it was some massive ego guys tended to say as a ‘cock worship’ thing. We weren’t into that … I certainly wasn’t. I liked cock, though, and I liked to suck it and have it in my mouth and I truly like the feel of cum in my mouth and would always swallow.That did generate something in my mind, though. The guys had been continuing my training for anal and deepthroat. Anal, with the toys, didn’t take as long as I had expected given their size but deepthroat had proven to be another story. Their size completely blocked up my throat and I was having a psychological issue with panic. But Mr. W was smaller. I settled next to him on my knees and pressed down over his cock, working my mouth up and down, taking his cock deeper and deeper. I heard Mr. W gasp and moan as his cock head slid into my throat and I sensed motion around me even though I was trying to focus on this specific task. Finally, my nose was in his pubic hair and I flex my throat several times before pulling back up, gasping a bit, and driving back down.“Ohhhh … Emma … dear … girl … when did … you learn … ohhhhhhhh …” Mr. W was gasping his words out surrounded by moans and groans. My first deepthroat! Another step in slutdom achievement. “Ohhhhh … so good … but …” His hand raised my head. His cock slid out of my throat, along my tongue, to my lips which sucked off the juices. I looked at him with pride and accomplishment. “My dear … my dear Doctor. You … are an amazement, but I want your pussy.” I gave his wet cockhead another kiss and stood up. The guys were right there and had been watching my efforts, drawn by Mr. W’s responses. I stood before them, breathing hard, wiping saliva from the corners of my mouth, and I realized I was beaming at them. Two large, muscled, black men with hard 10” cocks sticking out from their bodies and all I saw was the pride in their eyes. Robert put an arm out and I rushed into his arms, feeling his big cock pressing into me. He kissed my forehead and whispered, “I knew you would do it.” I then relished James’ display of genuine pride for me, too.I stepped away from them and refocused on Mr. W. I straddled the lounger and moved to his hips. I raised his cock and settled my pussy over it, slowly lowering myself over the length. His cock was wet from my mouth and throat and my pussy was literally dripping juice. His cock slid in smoothly. We both sighed. My first cock, but I had the excited knowledge it would be many more than that.Mr. W’s hands were firmly clutching my breast, which was the only reason they weren’t flopping up and down as I bounced on his cock. I opened my eyes and saw him looking intently at me. I smiled. I bent over and kissed him hard, my tongued aggressively invading his mouth. When his tongue came out in response, I lightly trapped it in my teeth and sucked on it. He raised his hips into my bouncing effort and he moaned into my mouth.I pulled back, his fingers now pulling on my nipples, my own hand moving to rub my clit. I was determined to share this first fuck completely with him. His moans and cries pierced my foggy brain and my own words floated out and back to me like some enchanted encouragement, “OH GOD … OH FUCK … Yessss, pleasessss … I … want … your cum … me … with me …” He did. A milli-second before my pussy exploded and flooded me and his cock, he came with a spurt of seed I felt inside me. I continued to ride him. He continued to somehow hold his hip off the lounger to be deep in me. We both gasped, grunted, moaned and groaned. When his hips settled back down, I collapsed to his chest. I whispered around kisses to his bare chest, “Thank you … thank you … thank you …”He canlı bahis siteleri hugged me tight, his breath still heavy and ragged, “Oh, my dear Doctor Emma Trent … slut …” I giggled, “you are an amazing woman and I am so very thankful I had the wisdom to see we might help each other. I may never be able to show how much you mean to me.” I reached up and kissed him on the lips. “And forgive me for my never-ending concern about you, always asking the same ‘are you okay’ questions.”I raised up to a sitting position, contracting my pussy over his shrinking cock. I reached out to the guys standing nearby and squeezed their hands. “The honest concern you three have always shown me is why I have unconditional trust … and lust … in all of you. I will do anything, ANYTHING, for you.”I kissed Mr. W once more, raised up off him, then bent over at the waist and began licking and sucking his cock. Something else Robert found on the internet that a slut cleans off a cock after using her. That one sounded good to me. I liked cock in my mouth, very much, and the mixed taste of man cum mixed with my own juices was somehow very exciting.While I was bent over, fingers slid over my just used pussy and another cupped a hanging breast. Before I could finish cleaning Mr. W, a big cock was pushing into my pussy. My shoulders were lifted and I was walked to the side where James was leaning against the back of a patio chair, his cock seemingly calling my name. I was walked to him by Robert while still full of his cock. His hands on my hips, he moved me with short steps and bumping me forward, each awkward step jerked his cock.“Oh, Emma … they do have fun with you, don’t they?” Mr. W seemed particularly amused by the way I was being moved but I was unable to respond as James’ cock bumped my lips and half of it slid into my mouth.To ease the stress of being bent over, I put my hands on James’ hips and settled into sucking and being fucked. It was heaven, at least a pervert form of heaven. A big cock stuffed in my pussy that was thrusting into me harder and harder, deeper and deeper, and an equally big cock in my mouth. James wasn’t fucking me, merely there for me to suck. Since he was being relatively passive, I focused my attention to my pussy and Robert’s cock inside it. He was pounding me hard with long strokes that nearly pulled his entire cock out of my pussy before slamming back inside. His cock head was reaching very deep inside me, though we had learned that this was not the best position for the deepest penetration. But he seemed content to stay in this position and it might be that he knew this wasn’t the last time by far that he would have his cock in me today.“OH, GOD! … I love your cocks! … Hmmmmm … you fill me so … open me wide …” It just poured out of my mouth, but only after taking my mouth from James’ cock as I panted with a nearing orgasm.I ground my pussy back into Robert and my it clutched around the pounding pole inside me. Robert must have felt it, too, when he leaned forward to grab a breast and nipple. I cried out and came. My legs shook under me and I fell forward into James, my arms clutching his waist for support with my face pressed into his erect cock. I gasped, shuddered, and moaned as the orgasm continued to crash over me as Robert continued to thrust at my pussy until he too pressed hard and deep into me. One after another his spurts of cum flooded my pussy with his seed. He slowed to an easy, smooth in and out motion as his cock leaked the last of his cum.My breath was just easing when Robert pulled out of me. With cum leaking from my pussy, I felt myself being moved to another lounger that was laid flat. I laid on my back to find James right behind me, spreading my legs to drop over the sides of the chair, and crawling to take his place between my wide spread legs. His cock found my gaping, messy pussy like it had eyes of its own. It slid into me and I gasped. The third cock in quick succession. He thrust forward and was deeply embedded. Despite the cum of two men already inside me, I could still feel his cock reopening my pussy.I felt something wet and slimy against my face and turned with an open mouth knowing Robert’s cock was there. As I turned my head, I spotted Mr. W sitting on the edge of his chair watching intently as one cock thrust into my pussy with increasing demand and another was slipped into my mouth. Our eyes met for just a moment before Robert moved in the way. In that moment, though, I saw him smiling and giving me a wink. I tried smiling back, but I had no idea what it might have looked like with a full mouth.James patiently waited while I recovered from yet another orgasm. I turned around and sat on the lounge, three loads of cum leaking from my gaping pussy. I reached for his cock with open mouth and he guided it inside. I licked and sucked on his cock to clean it of the mixed concoction of semen and my cum juices.Mr. W approached with three bottles of beer for us. He was still naked leading me to suspect he was planning to have another go with me soon. I pressed the cold bottle against my forehead and sighed. The sweating bottle gave some relief to my sweating face. The cold liquid inside helped clean out my mouth and sooth my throat after continuing to try taking those big cocks into my throat.The respite isn’t long, though, and I am soon used by all three men in quick succession. Afterwards, I am content to simply allow the aftershocks of six tremendous fucks wash over me. My brain feels like half of it is mush and I am not certain my legs would fully function. I lift my head for bearings. James collects me, Robert moves a lounge into the shade on the patio, and Mr. W grabs me a cold water.They sit around me as I drink the water in gulps. My face is slimy from cleaning spent cocks of combined fluids. My pussy is gaping and leaking. My legs shine from the fluids that escaped my pussy. I must look like a dirty whore …I am being gently and comfortably touched by all of them. I check their faces and only find smiles and looks of approval. Mr. W’s voice cuts through to me, “You are so beautiful, my dear girl. I have never seen anything so exciting. But, how are you feeling?”“Like a slut.” I looked up at them with a smile and they laughed.Robert managed through his laugh, “No argument about that, Em.”I looked at their faces, then their crotches. Robert and James were still semi-hard from watching me with Mr. W. Robert was closest so I took hold of his. “And a slut needs lots of cock.”Mr. W brought me a beer. “Here, why don’t you hold onto this instead … for a while, anyway. Am I to understand, you aren’t done?”“Sir, you said my responsibility as your slut was to satisfy. These cocks tell me my duty isn’t over and I know I want to experience being truly used.”He shook his head but was smiling broadly. “Let’s get this woman something to eat. I think she is going to need her strength.”We took a longer break of eating and drinking. None of us bothered to dress. Afterward, Mr. W was watching as I received a double penetration from Robert and James. I had successfully taken their big cocks in my ass but this was my first DP by them. I had never felt so full of cock! That is until Mr. W appeared in front of me with his hard cock pointed at my mouth. I smiled and opened wide. I was told there is a name for that … air tight. And, I knew weren’t done with day … not by a long shot.* * CHAPTER 5: BIG COCK DNA will follow * * Thanks for reading.
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