Adele: Barely Legal Homewrecker 04

Short description: Wed/Thur: Julia's submission deepens further

Note from the author: This is absolutely not a stand-alone story. This is episode "Adele: Barely Legal Homewrecker". If you haven't already, I encourage you to read that one first or this chapter will not make sense. I know that first one was a long one, but I feel it is worth the read. Both of these stories are very precious to my life and me. I would also like to give Literotica author Goamz86 credit as a co-author and editor on this story. Thanks for reading my stories. I hope you enjoy this one, and please feel free to reach out to me with comments, feedback, or story ideas. Kisses, Melissa

All sexual activity is between adults over 18 years of age.

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The Players:

Adele (The girlfriend): She was the type of woman that men left their wives for, even at her tender age of 18. The temptress was a senior in high school, 5'10" with a face reminiscent of actress Lauren Bacall; smoldering blue/green eyes, straight sandy blond hair that ends about mid-back and a trim figure. Her lithe body was strewn with tattoos and body piercings. Adele's breasts were perfect little tear drop cones, firm b-cups, long slim legs that go all the way up to a firm perfectly heart-shaped ass and a vagina she has waxed smooth. Men were mesmerized and women, while jealous and envious, found it difficult not to fall under her spell.

Julia (The mom): 39-year-old religious housewife, 5'6" with a face all men turn twice to see, wavy reddish/blond hair to her mid-back, deep blue eyes a mature body with slightly sagging full c-cup breasts and a succulent ass her husband loves to smack as he fucks her from behind, and a tightly trimmed pussy. Every one of William's friends considered her the hottest MILF in town.

Beth (The bff): 39-year-old Housewife and mother of three. 5'8", attractive in a girl next door way, brown curly hair to her shoulders, hazel eyes, a body that could stand to lose 20 lbs, d-cup breasts, an ass that fills a pair of jeans past its designed capacity and an untrimmed pussy.

*** Wednesday ***

When Beth woke up the next day, she was so curious about what happened; she immediately began bombarding Julia's phone with inquiries about the night before.

B to J: Woke up a few times last night and immediately thought of you. Worried about you actually. How are you doing this morning, after all that??

Beth sent several more inquiries over the next hour or so before Julia woke up and finally replied.

J to B: I'm ok

B to J: Well, that's actually better than I expected. Any contact from her today, sweet pea?

Beth was actually a little disappointed, hoping Julia would be distraught so she could offer to come over and console her, but her disappointment turned to excitement when she saw Julia's next text.

J to B: No, not yet. Why, do you want me to contact her?

Beth was giddy. Julia was already asking for her advice. She could direct Julia wherever she wanted. She could set Julia up for a great fall and be there to pick up the pieces. Beth wanted to tell her "yes!" in the worst way, but she caught herself. She couldn't be that blatant. She had to play the slow game.

B to J: My question is do you feel compelled to contact her sweet pea?

J to B: What do you mean compelled?

Beth had to think about this. She needed this to be Julia's idea. She couldn't have her thinking that Beth had pushed her to her demise. She thought carefully and responded.

B to J: I mean, is there something inside you that wants to contact her?

Something inside Julia really did want to contact Adele. The sexual thrill of all these incidents with Adele had turned the disdain she once held for this teenage temptress to attraction and desire. She wanted this woman, and she wanted her badly. On the other hand, she couldn't tell Beth this, for fear of being judged by her very conservative friend. So, Julia tried to turn it on Beth. The two were suddenly in a battle of wits that neither one of them would ever admit to the other. They both were being coy, not showing their true feelings.

The sparing went back and forth all day:

J to B: I don't know. I have mixed feelings, what do you think?

Beth had to be very careful here. She took a deep breath and thought out her reply.

B to J: I don't know either, Sweet Pea. I feel like maybe you really do want to contact her. I see that stare she has in that picture you sent me yesterday and I understand how you could be compelled to submit to her. It's like she is looking right through me; I can only imagine what it's like in real life.

J to B: Yes, she is extremely powerful! That look, oh my! So young yet she wields such power and strength! In some ways it's addictive! I feel like a moth drawn to the flame! Knowing she is out to destroy me and my family, and I have never had interest in women, and yet...

Beth was getting extremely aroused at her friend's confession. She again took a breath before replying, trying to make sure it would be Julia's idea, not hers.

B to J: I completely understand, sweety What would you say if you contacted her? What do you want to say to her?

J to B: I have no idea, I'll bet she's waiting for me to contact her. That's the smart move. That's what I would do in her position. I'm not even certain why I am drawn to reach out to her? But I AM!

This was music to Beth's ears. Her mind started racing and she began to remember many things from the erotic stories of submission she loved to read in secret.

B to J: If you are so compelled, just text and say hello, see what she says.

Beth couldn't control her horny mind, and she sent a follow up text right after. Julia had been describing what had happened the night before in little chunks. This only made Beth hornier, and she couldn't hold back.

B to J: Whose cum do you think you were eating from her pussy last night babe? Do you think she fucked Billy before she came to see you?

J to B: she implied it was Billy, but No, He was home all night, it was probably some bar rat she picked up. Can we focus please?

Julia was irritated that her friend would even ask such a thing.

B to J: Sorry darlin'

Julia ignored her apology and continued.

J to B: How do I talk to her without pissing her off? She is always so mean.

Beth drew upon her literary escapades and replied.

B to J: to guarantee you wont piss her off, say, "Hello Miss Adele, or Hello Mistress" But that will definitely establish your submissiveness to her.

Beth was instantly worried she had over played her hand. She didn't know Adele had commanded Julia to call her "Mistress" last night. She anxiously awaited Julia's reply. When it came, she was relieved Julia hadn't put her on blast, and then when she read it, she was giddy inside.

J to B: Okay, but do I really want to establish my submissiveness to her? I have already surrendered so much already... I would like to get the upper hand if possible?

Julia was not going to admit that she had already submitted so hard that last night.

B to J: I think if you want to contact her and you want her to reply and not be a bitch, you will have to be submissive, Sweet Pea.

The two went back and forth a few times as Julia vacillated about it all. And Beth tried to guide her toward the "correct" path. Beth played her friend like a fiddle and manipulated her.

J to B: The question is why am I compelled to reach out to her?

B to J: You may not be. I asked and you said you have mixed feelings, babe. I thought you were feeling like you wanted to reach out to her.

J to B: I do, but why? It will only be more demands, pain, and anxiety in my life.

Finally, Beth threw caution to the wind. If she was going to get Julia to submit to her in the future, she was going to have to give her a push, a push toward Adele and her destruction. She just sent the text she was sure would either sober up Julia or push her to finally submit. She sent it and immediately dreaded what the reply might be. Beth was beginning her domination of her best friend. With a giddy smile on her face, she sent a slightly dominant text.

B to J: because I think you have a thirst in you to submit to her now, and you will not quench that thirst until you do. You should just text and say, "hello Miss Adele." Just my opinion.

Julia surprisingly agreed, making Beth relieved as well as happy. The two went back and forth several times about what to say. Julia even made the comment that if she did text her, she should go for broke. She finally just gave in and asked Beth what she would say. Beth took a deep breath once again, drew from her erotic tales of submission and doubled down on her last text.

B to J: If you are going for it, you should say, "Good afternoon, Mistress. How are you?" As much as I hate to admit it, I found last night to be very erotic, and I want to thank you for showing me who I really am. I look forward to Thursday night." Too much? That will establish your relationship going forward.

J to B: OMG!!!! REALLY BETH? That's complete submission! Then she will expect me to welcome her to my bed tomorrow night. And allow her to spend the night. I have never had anyone spend the night in my husband's bed. Even with all the evil I have done.

Beth backed off a little. She didn't want Julia to not trust her. She wanted her to do it on her own. She sent two separate texts in succession.

B to J: 1) You said you were going to go for broke. 2) Ok, how about "Hello Miss Adele, how are you today?" And let's see where she goes from there.

Julia asked Beth which one she would send if she were Julia. Beth admitted to probably the second one. The two spent the rest of the day going back and forth, as Julia stalled repeatedly to actually send the text. Finally, about 4pm she sent a text to Adele that was similar to the second one she and Beth had discussed earlier, and she waited..... and waited..... and waited for Adele to reply.

Adele never did. Julia could see she had read it, and her anxiety grew and grew as the hours ticked away and she consumed more wine. The whole time she waited, Beth asked over and over if there had been a response.

By 8:00 Julia was extremely desperate to hear from Adele and she now needed to see her too. At Beth's urging, and with all her liquid courage flowing, Julia began sending a barrage of texts asking, then urging, then begging to see Adele.

At almost midnight, there was finally a reply. Adele gave Julia the name of a bar on the other side of town and told her she had 10 minutes to get there, or her offer would be rescinded. There was no time for an Uber so against better judgement and the law, Julia jumped into her minivan half-lit on wine and hightailed it across town.

When she arrived, she texted Beth and told her where she was and what was happening. Beth wished her good luck and Julia went inside.

When she got inside, it didn't take long to realize this was no regular bar. Every person there was a female, and many of them were engaged in lesbian activities. Julia was instantly uncomfortable. She scanned the room looking for Adele. Finding her didn't take long either, as she noticed a buzz of activity near the bar, and of course, just like in Julia's home, Adele was in the center of that buzz. When Julia got close enough, Adele spotted her, drawing the attention of everyone around.

"There you are." Adele greeted her. "Girls, this is the dirty little cum whore I told you has been texting me all night begging to see me." Adele told the crowd.

Julia was instantly embarrassed. Seeing Adele as she was dressed also made her completely self-conscious. Julia had been in such a hurry to get there; she hadn't really had time to get dressed up. Julia looked very nice in a pair of jeans that accentuated her ass, and a tight sweater with a deep "V" collar. That with her push-up bra, made her breast prominent. She had on some ankle boots with a 3" heel and her hair was in a high pony.

However, Adele, as always, looked stunning, and Julia's pussy spontaneously soiled her lace panties with her arousal. Adele had her hair down and her makeup applied perfectly. She wore a short black leather mini skirt, a black lace top, off the shoulder with no bra; nipples like fine points of a diamond were completely visible through that top. She had black fishnet thigh highs and black leather boots to her knees. Julia never wanted someone more. Then there were those eyes. They looked right through her. Julia could see that no one would refuse her in this bar. She was the youngest one there and she was still the queen. Julia stood in stunned silence.

"She may look like a perfectly sweet southern belle, but she will suck the cum from a pussy like no other, isn't that right, slut?" Adele asked in front of everyone as they all cheered.

Julia immediately replied, "Yes Ma'am."

"And now she is begging me to spend the night with her tomorrow in her husband's bed, right, whore?"

"Yes, Ma'am." Julia repeated. To the cheers of the crowd again.

"Shall we see how badly she wants that?" Adele asked the crowd. They all answered in the affirmative.

"You want to taste my pussy again?" She asked Julia.

Julia nodded.

"How badly?"

"So badly, Miss Adele." Julia told her and the crowd.

"Show me! Lick my boots!"

Julia hesitated for a moment, looking at Adele with pleading eyes.

Adele didn't hesitate. She pointed to the exit, "Get out!"

Julia dropped to her knees without hesitation this time and began lathering the temptress' boots fervently from toes to knees. The whole time she was doing this, Adele carried on several conversations and degraded Julia repeatedly, instructing her to continue. This only made Julia hornier and hornier. It was at least 20 minutes later that Adele finally commanded her to stand.

Julia obeyed. Her mouth was bone dry, and she was sure her tongue was as rough as a house cat's. She eagerly accepted the shot of tequila that Adele offered, even though she hated the taste. Adele offered another, and then another. Some of the other patrons offered drinks of their own and Julia accepted without hesitation. It was not long before she was shit faced dunk; exactly how Adele wanted her.

"You still want me in your husband's bed tomorrow?" Adele asked.

Julia hungrily replied, "Yes, pfleeeezzze."

"OK......." Adele replied.

Julia's eyes lit up with joy.

"However, before that happens, you will do something for me." Adele told her.

"Anything." Julia drunkenly mumbled, a bit reluctantly.

"Since you like young cock so much, I'm going to whore you out to the football team." Adele informed her to another raucous cheer from the entire bar.

Julia's face went blank, suddenly sobering up a bit.

"Yeah, any senior with twenty bucks will get to fuck that used up fuck hole of yours and fill it with their spunk." Adele's face lit up at the idea of completely humiliating this 'pillar of the community.'

"But, Miss, I can't, my son is on that team, I have known so many of those players since they were just boys. Please, anything else." Julia begged.

Again, Adele pointed at the exit, "Get out!"

"Please, I want you so badly Miss, but I just can't do that, please?" Julia pleaded.

"I said get out."

Julia pleaded again, but Adele was unwavering, just silently pointing at the door. Julia dejectedly left the bar. Once in the parking lot she realized she was in no condition to drive. She called Maritza and asked her to come pick her up. Twenty minutes later, her maid's husband dropped off her maid. Maritza asked Julia for her keys and drove the two of them home in Julia's car. Maritza gave her that disapproving look again but didn't say a word the whole way home. Julia thanked her and went to her room.

She soaked in the tub until she was sober. The whole time she kicked herself for refusing to obey Adele. She knew she should not do what she asked, but she also knew Adele would not allow her to refuse her commands too many times. She promised herself if she were given another chance, she would not fail her goddess again.

*** Thursday ***

This day played out almost exactly as the day before. Beth began the email blasts first thing in the morning, wanting to know what had happened the night before. The difference this time was, unlike the day before, Julia didn't take the same amount of coercion from Beth to come around to the fact that she needed to apologize to Adele and beg for forgiveness.

Julia's need to please Adele, and ultimately to have her as a lover grew exponentially every time she interacted with her. Their meeting the night before only confirmed how much the needy MILF wanted the sexy 18-year-old. The fact that this morning she was madder at herself for letting Adele down than she was mad at Adele for demanding she service her son's football team, only confirmed it.

Julia told Beth of her failure the night before. She also told her what Adele had asked her to do. She even told her she felt sick. Not because of what Adele demanded she do, but because she had failed her "Mistress".

Beth acted sympathetic, but inside she was buzzing with excitement. She was sure Julia was heading for her destruction, and she would be sure to be there to pick up the pieces. As the two texted back and forth, Beth just supported Julia's intentions to apologize and do whatever the alluring femme fatale wanted.

The two mature moms crafted an apology and Julia sent it. Julia's only goal now was to have Adele as a lover in her own bed that night while her husband was out of town. She was seeing the relationship in a very different light than Adele for sure. Julia was falling for her and Adele was toying with the mother of her boyfriend, like a cat with a mouse.

J to A: Hello Miss Adele, I wanted to apologize for disappointing you last night. I would love the chance to make it up to you tonight. I would love to have you in my husband's bed as you suggested the other night. I will not disappoint you again, I promise.

It was over an hour before the "delivered" icon changed to "read" on Julia's phone. Of course, Adele did not reply all day, and as the hours moved on, Julia's anxiety, just like the day before, grew rapidly. It grew to the point that she couldn't help herself. About 8:00 she got dressed, hopped in her minivan and began driving around town.

Julia had been texting with Beth all day wavering about what to do, and Beth just kept nudging her in the direction of submission. Beth even told her once to text Adele and ask her if she could meet her at the lesbian bar again tonight and serve her. Julia didn't send that text, but the suggestion was a big motivating factor in what Julia was doing right now. The two friends were texting the whole time Julia was wandering around the town. With Beth pushing her, Julia finally did the unthinkable.

J to B: Do you want me to fuck the football team? I'm sitting outside the bar.

Beth was surprised, but so fuckin happy.

B to J: I want you to do what you want to do, but I do think it's for the best to do as Adele wants, Sweet Pea. Have you texted her to let her know you want to meet her?

J to B: No! I can't. What would I say?

Beth noticed she said she couldn't, but in the same text asked what to say. The two went back and forth for a while like this when finally, about 9:00, Beth got more aggressive.

B to J: You still haven't texted her to tell her you are there and want to serve her?

J to B: No, I have not. What should I text her?....... I just saw her!!!!....... She's outside for a smoke!

Beth saw a golden opportunity and went for broke.

B to J: You need to run up to her and kiss her shoes and ask for forgiveness.

J to B: NO WAY!!....... but I will text! What should I say to please and show respect and obedience?

B to J: If you're not going to actually go up to her outside, just let her know you are outside the bar and would like to meet her at the bar, to serve her however she wants you to

J to B: Ok, I will

B to J: Tell me what you texted after, Please

J to B: I said hello Goddess, I am outside the bar. I came to humbly submit and serve you ANY way you wish. *Crawling to you on all fours*

Beth was literally jumping up and down in her bedroom as she read the last text from Julia. She calmly replied.

B to J: Nice. I approve.

But then pushed a little harder

B to J: You should go up to her inside or out and grovel at her feet. That's a no brainer.

J to B: I don't have the guts

B to J: All I'm saying is That's what you should do as a good sub.

J to B: Yes, I agree. I am falling apart; I feel like a snot nosed kid. Why is that?

B to J: Because you saw her and it's making you want to obey. What is she wearing today??

J to B: Red mini dress

B to J: What kind of shoes?

J to B: Red platforms probly 6 inches

B to J: Sounds hot.

J to B: So hot! She just texted this: I AM so very disappointed in you as a sub. YOU are a pathetic little worthless used up piece of sludge not worth a mercy fuck. If you come into the bar, you should be prepared to go to the bathroom stall and wait. ANY woman in the bar can come to be eaten out. And then we will go, and I will whore you out to all the seniors on the football team, bareback. As a fat old bitch past your prime you don't even deserve all that young hard cock. If you complete all the tasks you get to service what's in the picture below. You have 3 minutes to decide, whore!

There was a picture of Adele naked, sitting in a position with her knees pulled up to her chest. It was very sexy, but none of her private parts were visible. Of course, Beth encouraged her to go in, and finally with no time to spare, Julia told Beth she was going in. It was over an hour later that Julia finally sent another text to Beth.

J to B: They are pressuring me to take pills. I am in the bathroom. She told me I was to go to the last stall and not touch myself, and service anyone who comes in here.

B to J: There you are! I have been worried sick! Yeah, I wouldn't do that.

J to B: Do what, the drugs or the service? I told them I would submit without the need for pills. They made me drink lots of shots though.

B to J: Thats different, I never took drugs so that's a flat no for me

J to B: Me either, I can't stand this, I feel the need to run!!! I dont think I can do this! She is destroying me Ohh My gawd

B to J: Then run. You have free will sweetie. But I think youre just getting cold feet. But dont let them make you do what you dont want to do. I want you to keep in mind, sweet pea, that if you run or don't do exactly as ordered, you will lose your mistress forever.

Beth was dripping wet as she manipulated her friend.

J to B: too late, here comes the bride

That was the last communication between Beth and Julia for the entire night. Beth was so excited and at the same time worried about her friend. However, the worry didn't stop her from masturbating three times over the course of the night thinking about what Julia might be doing and how Adele was going to destroy her and leave her for Beth to take advantage of the remains. Beth would find out the next day what really happened to Julia, and it was unbelievable.

***

When Julia said "Here comes the bride" to Beth, she was referring to a bride to be, who was out with her maid of honor. The maid of honor was friends with Adele, and it soon became obvious to Julia that Julia was not the only sacrificial lamb in the bar that evening. They were lubing up the bride as well and taking advantage of her too.

The bride was the first one to enter Julia's stall. Both women were trembling. It was a first for the bride and only the second woman for Julia. Being quite a bit older than the bride, Julia had a bit more confidence than the young girl and willingly reached up under the young girl's skirt and slowly removed her silk panties.

Julia noticed she was young and pretty. Julia figured she was trying to do this to have fun before marriage. Either that or maybe her maid of honor was her domme, like Adele was Julia's.

The bride was drunk and wet. Julia wanted to please her mistress, and she eagerly went down on the young woman 'til she climaxed. It was much more thrilling than Julia had imagined it would be. This revved up Julia's arousal and made her willing to do as she had been told, with no hesitation. The bride exited the stall and the bathroom, and one by one, a parade of women soon visited Julia in her stall.

When Beth asked her the next day how many had come to the stall, Julia tried to remember, but she really didn't know. She had lost count after 3 or 4. There must have been 7 or 8.

Julia recalled being so drunk and horny. No, strike that, she had been IN HEAT! TOTAL HEAT! The whole time. She remembered thinking she wanted it over and went as quickly as possible so she could service her Mistress!

She told Beth she remembered thinking "Tonight, she would do whatever Adele demanded, as long as at the end of the night she was lying next to the sexiest young woman she had ever known."

Most of the women who Julia serviced were pretty and young. They were all "dykes" as Julia referred to women like this in the past. They belittled and berated her, calling her a white trash whore along with other things. To Julia's surprise, the treatment from these women made her come over and over. However, the attraction to the service she was providing was soon lost when the last woman entered the stall.

This one was an older rather large unclean woman. She was extremely dominant and treated Julia like a complete whore. She made Julia lay her head back on the toilet and then lifted a leg over her head and sat on her face. She moved the rolls of fat out of the way and smothered her. Julia thought she was disgusting. The smell was putrid, and she came hard on Julia's face twice before lifting off her and leaving the stall with a few more degrading words. Julia was so disgusted, she almost vomited.

Julia was collecting herself when she heard the door open again. She quickly prepared to service another woman, when in stepped Adele. Julia was in Heaven. She looked edible. After the last woman, Julia needed this. She was ecstatic for this moment. Finally, she would again be allowed to lick the sexy teen goddess.

"Remove my thong, Slut." Adele demanded.

Julia slowly pulled down the red thong and Adele's beautiful swollen clit came into view. She stepped out of the underwear and raised one foot onto the toilet seat. Julia never thought she would view a vagina as paradise, but this was her salvation. The moment consumed Julia, and she craved Adele with all her lust.

Adele hovered above and said, "Come have your dessert little birdy."

Julia looked up at the most perfect labia she could ever picture. Moving closer she opened her mouth and extended her tongue getting ready for her dessert, but then Adele began to laugh hysterically, and a gush of urine fell onto Julia's face and into her mouth.

"Keep your mouth open, you useless pig. Your mouth looks like a drive-through window for oral sex" Adele snapped in a low authoritative voice.

Julia fully complied. By the time Adele finished, Julia's mouth was full, her face covered in piss and tears streamed down her face. She sat there with her mouth open as Adele came down and looked right in Julia's eyes and smiled.

"Bottoms up!" She commanded.

Julia shook my head hard, but that stare, those eyes of steel, caused Julia to surrender and swallow. The taste was bitter and acidic, and the strong smell made her almost sick. Julia could taste her own sweat from her heat and the brine from her tormentor's urine.

Adele leaned back, allowing Julia to catch a breath, then backed her pussy away from her face, getting herself wetter by the second. "You're making Mommy so moist," Adele told her as she spread her pussy to show Julia.

Julia saw the pinkness of her vagina, which emanated volcanic heat, making her piss burn as it coated Julia's face. However, even after all that, Julia reached her tongue up to attempt to clean her Goddess' pussy.

"Not a fucking chance, you filthy cunt." Adele snapped as she pushed Julia's head away and laughed, using toilet paper instead.

"Clean up slut, you have ten minutes." Then walked out.

Five minutes later Julia appeared in the bar. Adele ordered her to her car and told Julia to follow her. A few minutes later the two of them were parked in the darkest corner of the local Wegman's grocery store. It was just after midnight and the store was closed, but there were still a few employees milling around inside.

"Why are we here?" Julia inquired, already knowing what Adele expected.

"You are going to make me some money, whore." Adele informed her. "And here comes your first customer."

Emerging from the front door of the store was a large black man. As he got closer, Julia could see it was Gerald, the senior linebacker from Billy's football team, and the one who Billy said was talking about fucking her while in the shower with him not too long ago. Julia got a little smirk on her face.

"I heard you like dark meat." Adele quipped, noticing Julia's expression.

Julia's face instantly went blank. "There was that comment again! She must know about my other dirty secret." She thought.

Gerald approached the women and said hello to both. Adele held out her hand. Gerald handed her a $20 bill. Adele opened the sliding door to Julia's minivan, and Gerald crawled inside.

"Whore?" Adele said to Julia as she gestured for her to follow Gerald inside.

Just as Julia was about to step inside the van, Adele grabbed her blouse and ripped it wide open. Buttons flew and material ripped. Julia stood there for a moment, looking at her exposed undergarment, then she climbed in the van and Adele closed the door behind them.

The first-row seat of the van was already collapsed under the floor, so there was plenty of room for Julia to kneel in front of Gerald as he sat on the second-row seat. Julia instantly pulled out his already hard cock and began fellating him. He had a pungent sweaty smell when she unbuckled his pants and unzipped him, as he had come straight from football to work his 6-hour shift. Julia didn't mind at all. She licked and sucked his raging hard black cock and relished the control sucking cock afforded her. It wasn't long before Gerald had his hands on her head, robbing her of that control as he shoved it down hard on his cock. His cock was not the biggest black cock she had ever had, but it was nothing to scoff at. It hit the back of her throat several times and it turned Julia on like it always did. She was sure Gerald was too new at this to really give her what she wanted, so she told him what she wanted.

"Fuck my mouth, Gerald! Tell me what a slut I am!" She told him.

Gerald obliged and soon he was calling her every degrading name in the book. Julia was trying her best to please her new mistress, and she wanted Gerald to let Adele know he was pleased when they were done. She sat up on her haunches and took off her ripped blouse and then her bra. Standing and bending at the waist, she removed her panties as well. Still in her heels, stockings and short leather skirt, Julia lifted her skirt over her hips and mounted Gerald reverse-cowgirl style. She leaned back against him, grabbed his hands and placed them on her full sagging breasts.

Gerald roughly grabbed her baby milkers, noticing the softness of them, as he thrust his hips upward hard and fast. Adele watched with lustful interest as she spoke loud enough for the occupants of the van to hear through the closed door.

"Make sure you come inside the used-up slut."

Julia shook her head and screamed, "Noooooooo!", but knew her mistress would do what she wanted. Julia rotated her hips like a good whore, and it was not long before Gerald was dumping his load inside her mature, unprotected pussy.

When he was finished coming, Julia rose from his lap and cleaned his cock with her mouth, as his cum drained from her used cunt and onto the floor of her family minivan. Gerald reached into his pocket and handed Julia another $20.

"Thanks Mrs. Landers, you were great." He quipped, before pulling his pants up and sliding the door open.

Julia was on her knees holding the $20 bill when she noticed the line of seniors from the football team standing next to the van. Adele leaned into the van and ripped the bill from Julia's loose grip.

"Thanks for the tip!" she said laughing at Julia, and then she turned to the line, "Next!"

Another one of Billy's teammates handed Adele a twenty and crawled into the van, "Hello Mrs. Landers." He said, unbuckling his pants and sitting on the seat Gerald had just vacated.

The parade of 18-year-olds continued for the next 3 hours. When it was all over, Julia was used up. There was more cum on the floor of her minivan than a room at a whore house. Adele stood next to the van with over $400 in her hand.

"Thanks, you fuckin tramp, maybe I'll go buy some lottery tickets." She quipped. Adele's family was so rich she never wanted for anything. The $400+ dollars was chump change. The fact that she even kept it and waved it in Julia's face was only to show Julia what a whore she was.

Julia was exhausted but was proud of herself for doing what it took to please her Mistress. She was sure she would finally get to have Adele in her bed now that she had done everything Adele demanded. However, she was wrong.

"Can we go home now? I want to be with you, Mistress?" Julia asked timidly.

"Are you fuckin', kidding me? Look at you. You're a used-up fucking whore. Why would I ever touch you?" Adele scoffed. She reached into her purse and pulled out a permanent marker. She proceeded to mark Julia's body with profanity and dirty names. Then she grabbed Julia's bra and panties, slammed the van door shut with Julia inside, and walked away.

Julia immediately began to cry. She was beyond exhausted, she cried uncontrollably for quite some time, until she fell asleep on the floor of her van, still parked in the grocery store parking lot. She woke up about 5 am and drove home in shame. When she got home, she walked into the house. Maritza was already awake and sitting at the kitchen table having her coffee. She read the moniker on Julia's forehead. It read "Whore"

"That's about right." she cracked.

Julia just lowered her eyes and went to her room to clean up and get some sleep.

Coming soon, Pt 5: Friday