Sharing Gina

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Chapter 16

Family

Emily was having the time of her life. She had heard about this place from one of her clients in LA, and if she didn't know him as well as she did, she would have dismissed what he claimed as bullshit. While it wasn't the best sex she ever experienced, being at the mercy of any man who wanted her had it appeal. She had attended orgies before, but this place was on a whole other level. The person who conceived this idea must be a genius. It was a brothel for the mainstream, not a little seedy back alley place. While it didn't have 'brothel' in bright lights on the outside of the building, the impact it was making on the city might as well have been.

She set her rate at a thousand dollars, full sex only--three thousand for bareback. She was confident that few would be able to afford those rates, and those that could would be desirable mates. She was surprised to have three dates lined up within ten minutes of becoming a provider. All three of her dates were with club members, all paid for bareback as well.

She enjoyed her first client of the evening; he was attractive and well-suited for satisfying her desires. She enjoyed the good fucking he gave her. Her second date was ok, nothing special, but he got the job done. It wasn't until her third date that she began to rethink things.

He was overweight, balding, had bad breath, and had body odor to boot. If he showed up for a date with her in LA, she would have turned him away, as she did with any man that she wasn't attracted to. He repulsed her, but the club's rules required her to service all clients or face banishment.

She almost turned him down, but in the end, she decided to honor the agreement she had signed when she signed up to be a provider that night. It turned her stomach, but she provided him with excellent service, accompanied by a smile --a fake smile, but a smile nonetheless.

Immediately after her third date of the night, she approached the front desk and asked the staff to make her unavailable for the rest of the evening. Unfortunately, someone had already booked her a fourth date, but they assured her that after her last client, she would be unavailable.

The doorman she met earlier approached her.

"I'm here to collect on that blowjob," he said. "I'll escort you to your final date of the evening after," he told her.

What old, smelly guy would she be coerced into having sex next, she thought. She was sick to her stomach just thinking about it. She seriously considered refusing, but was afraid that if she did, word would get around and it would negatively impact her reputation in LA. In the world of the escorting business, reputation was everything; it could make or break you.

One final date that I'm out here, she thought. The doorman, Todd, was good-looking, at least. She didn't mind sucking his dick at all. She provided him with excellent head, and when he came in her mouth, she didn't swallow as she usually did.

She stood and gave him a deep kiss. It wasn't until she forced his cum into his mouth during their kiss that he realized she didn't swallow.

He stepped back, disgusted, "Bitch!" he yelled.

She laughed at him, "I never said I would swallow," she teased.

He raised a hand to strike her. She glared at him with a smirk, almost daring him.

He had second thoughts and lowered his arm.

'Shit, ' she thought, she almost had an out. If he had hit her, she planned to really fuck him up. She would then have a valid excuse not to service that last client after they threw her out of the club.

"This way," Todd said. He almost grabbed her arm, but thought better of it. She seemed to be looking for a reason to make a scene. Instead, he gestured to her to follow him, and she did.

Todd led her across the club to a nondescript door on the far side of the club's open space. He entered, and she followed him up to the second floor to a door with a keypad. She paid attention to the code he entered on the door before opening it. It might be helpful in the future; she always had an eye for catching details.

She was informed about the private rooms that some of the club's premium patrons preferred when she signed up, but she was told it was rare to be selected, especially on a newbie's first night. Looks like she would see who thought she was so special.

When she entered the room, she was expecting to find a client waiting for her on a bed. Instead, she found herself in an office. A naked man was seated behind a clear, see-through desk, which appeared to be made of glass or clear plastic. A nude woman was kneeling at his feet behind it, fondling his junk.

"Ahh, you must be Emily," He said. "My name is Marty. And I believe you know Anthony," Marty waved his hand to his right.

Emily looked to her right, sitting on a sofa along the wall was her Husband, Anthony, sitting between two naked women, one in her twenties and the other, who looked like she was in her forties, both had on stripper high heels, at least four inches high. The older woman's shoes were red, and the younger woman's shoes had a metallic sheen. He was making out with the younger woman; the older woman looked embarrassed to be there.

"I would also like you to meet my Gina, my wife, who is Anthony's sister and Anthony's mother, Joanne," he said.

"Hi, Hun," Anthony said with a smile, "I found two pussies to enjoy tonight, just like you asked me to."

Emily was surprised, "You mean your Mother and Sister?"

"Yep," Anthony said, smugly. It wasn't often he was able to surprise his Wife, especially when it came to sex. Usually, it was always she who surprised him. He was somewhat proud of himself; he could leave her speechless for once, even though it was incest after all.

She was speechless for a moment, but quickly recovered.

"You never told me your family was so intimate," she said.

Just then, the door opened, and an older man with a young woman entered the room, both of them nude.

"Ah, Scott, glad you could make it," Marty said.

"Daddy!" Gina said loudly with love.

Scott walked over to his daughter and began to fondle her breasts. Anthony looked at his father in complete surprise.

"Dad?" Anthony said in shock.

"You've been enjoying my best friend, Olivia, again?" Gina asked.

"Very much so," he said, "but I prefer your pussy. No woman is tight than you, my slutty daughter."

Gina dropped to her knees and began to suck her father's dick.

"Scott, this is Anthony's Wife, Emily." Marty said, "Emily, his Scott, Anthony's father."

Scott looked at his son, "So you fuck your Sister yet?"

Anthony nodded with embarrassment.

"And your mom?" he continued.

Turning redder, he nodded again.

"Wonderful. Now that the whole family has shared bodily fluids, I think it's only fitting that we welcome Emily into the family properly," he said, turning to face her. Gina was on her knees, still bobbing away on his dick.

Anthony took Gina's position as an open invitation to help himself. He grabbed her waist, pulled her up into position, and slid his hard dick into her inviting pussy. She was still bent over bobbing away on her father's dick, as he began to pump his dick into her tight, sweet, wet pussy.

In the past, he fucked to please his partner as he was well trained by his Wife, but not today, perhaps not ever again. He pumped away for his pleasure, not hers.

Emily looked on, more than a little taken aback by the turn of events. She was usually the one who surprised her husband, not the other way around. She wasn't sure if she liked the way the tables had turned.

Turning her attention back to Marty, "I'm surprised my Husband left home if this is what family life was like," she said.

"I agree, but incest is a recent family activity, within the past year in fact, but your husband looks like he's adjusting ok with the revelation," Marty said with a smile.

"What led you two to my doorstep? And how do you like my club so far?" he asked.

"I heard about it from one of my regular clients, and it sounded like something I might be interested in, so I wanted to check it out. I enjoy trying new experiences, especially when it comes to sex," she said.

"Client? So you're a prostitute?" Marty said with interest.

"Strictly as a side hustle, with my husband's knowledge and approval," she said, bending the truth.

"And how do you like my operation?" he said, stepping around his desk, as he approached her.

"At first, I was impressed, but I keep a select clientele. If I'm not physically attracted to them, I pass. The last pig I had sex with turned my stomach; I don't think this free-for-all lifestyle is for me," she said.

Marty reached out and touched her face under her chin, "Real Sluts have sex with any dick or pussy presented, what kind of Slut do you think you are anyway?"

"A selective one," she said, brushing his hand away. They both stared at each other. He was trying to establish his dominance over her, and she was staring back, defiant.

Marty realized Emily was no pushover; he would have to establish his dominance over her more subtly.

"I like you're piercings, but no tattoos?" he asked.

"I'm not opposed to them, but haven't decided what to decorate my body with," she answered.

"Well, you should start with a Tramp Stamp, it was the first tattoo I gave my Wife, it helped her to embrace her true calling in life," he said with a smile.

She was silent for a moment, the only sounds were moans of pleasure as Gina sucked her Father's dick and her Brother slapping into her ass as he fucked her from behind.

"Am I here to chit chat or I'm I here to fuck?" she asked

"Ah, yes, I have something special planned. If you accompany me, I'm sure you will be pleasantly surprised," he said.

"John!" he called, "If you can pull yourself away from your Daughter, you can sample the goods," he said.

"Absolutely," John replied.

Pulling his dick out of his daughter's mouth and stepping back. "Sorry, honey, I have to complete the circle of incest. I'm sure you understand."

Gina gave him a disappointed look.

John turned his attention to his son. "I'm sure Anthony will give you another good fucking, isn't that right, son?" he said.

"Only the best for my sis," he replied with a smile, quickening his pace.

Marty yelled out, "Olivia! Joanne! Susan! Get your asses downstairs and earn me some money, you lazy whores!" he yelled at them.

All three women quickly left the office and headed downstairs, with Marty and John following close behind with Emily. Only Gina and Anthony were left to their own devices in his office.

Marty and John led her out of his office and down the hall to a door a hundred feet away. He opened it without knocking. And escorted her inside.

The room reminded her of a bachelor's pad; four Black men lounged on couches in casual clothing, playing a video game on a large flat-screen monitor on the wall. They all looked up when they entered.

"Gentleman, this is Emily. I brought her over for your special attention," Marty said with a smile.

All four of them stood up and looked at her hungrily. The video game was forgotten.

"Emily, I would like to introduce you to some of my friends: Tai, Noah, Ace, and Kole. Why not end your night with a gangbang, John and I will start, and these fine gentlemen will finish," Marty said.

Emily thought this could be fun, a gang bang, not her first, but it would be a good way to end her night. She was already counting her take in her head. At three grand a fuck, her take was 40%, $7,200 on top of the $3,600 she made earlier that was over ten grand for a night's work. Not bad.

Marty led her past the furniture near the TV and over to a round bed in the center of the room. He asked her to climb on top of him while John took his position behind her. He slid his dick into her smooth, wet pussy and enjoyed as she took her time riding him. After a few minutes, John lubed himself up and entered her from behind, fucking her up the ass. The four Black men gathered around, got undressed, and waited for their turn. It didn't escape Emily's attention that all four of them were well hung. She was looking forward to feeling their huge cocks inside her.

Marty came first, John came in her ass not long after, Emily didn't have an orgasm, but was close, very close. As soon as Marty and John pulled out, two of the Black men moved to take their place. Marty stopped one of them and pulled him aside. He had an irritated look on his face, but Emily didn't notice; another man filled the gap. So began another round of fucking, and she came almost immediately. She was very vocal in letting everyone in the room know she was enjoying herself immensely.

"Oh god, yes, Fuck me!" she cried as a wave of pleasure struck her.

Marty pulled Tai aside. He had a disappointed look on his face, like 'What the fuck!' Marty ignored it.

"Bang her until you break her," He told him. Tai smiled back, and he thought, 'This is going to be fun.'

Not every woman was worthy of Tai and his posse's special attention, but those that were would get fucked mercilessly as long as it took to make them into big Black cock loving whores. Marty reserved Tai's special talents for only the most attractive woman to add to his stable of whores for business.

The last victim was converted with her husband's full knowledge and approval. She was turned from an occasional visitor to his brothel into a top-earning whore, both to Marty's and her Husband's benefit. She was initially resistant to the idea, but once they had her in their grips, it was too late for her to resist. She was more than a little bruised and battered during the process, but in the end, they converted her into just another Black cock loving whore. Her husband was a little upset by the amount of abuse his wife endured, but Marty was able to appease her husband with a larger cut of the profits she earned.

"Be careful not to damage the merchandise like the last one," he warned him. "She's Gina's Sister-in-law, and her brother will not be happy if she's returned in the condition like the last one."

"I'll make sure the guys understand she's to be handled with care as we fuck her over and over, as long as it takes," Tai said with a smile.

"Excellent!" Marty said. "I'll be back in a couple of hours for another turn with her," he said.

This raised Tai's eyebrows. Marty never participated in their fuckfests. The reason he gave to Tai was that, just in case things go sideways, he had plausible deniability: legal shit and all.

"Her husband on board with this?" Tai asked.

"He's infatuated with his sister, so long as I keep him busy with her nice wet pussy, he will not interfere," Marty said.

Tai gave Marty a nice, big smile. "You can count on us, even if it takes a week, we will break the bitch," he replied.

Tai, Marty, and John watched her for a few minutes as Emily was getting double penetrated by two big Black cocks, and from her moans of pleasure, loving every minute of it. John excused himself, telling them that he had his eye on a brunette downstairs and wanted to enjoy her.

Marty looked on for a few more minutes before also excusing himself. He had a few last-minute business items to attend to before returning to spend more time with Emily.

Emily was having a wonderful time; she was in fuck heaven. Not every guy with a big dick knew how to use it, but these two Black guys not only had big dicks, but they also knew how to use them. As one guy pulled out of her pussy almost all the way, the other would thrust himself all the way into her ass. When the other one pulled out of her ass, almost to the point of his dick popping out, the other guy would thrust himself into her pussy. Each took nice long strokes, perfectly timed, utilizing every centimeter of their manhood to maximum the pleasure she was receiving.

Just as she was getting used to the pattern, they changed it up, sometimes speeding up, other times slowing down, but keeping in perfect synch. They both started to push into her at the same time, stretching her pussy and ass to her limits. It felt fantastic; it wasn't often she felt so full. She was also disappointed when they both pulled out at the same time, only to be reminded why when they both thrust into her again, using considerable force. She was having orgasms every few minutes, then as she felt the guy assaulting her pussy cum, she had another powerful orgasm, actually squirting this time. She could feel the guy cum shooting into her pussy, coating her insides. It was a real turn-on, knowing it was her body that gave him fulfillment.

The first two seamlessly tag-teamed out, and the next two took their place. The guy Tai was even bigger than the last guy that fucked her pussy, not that she had time to dwell on this fact, as the next two Blacks were using both her holes, the guy that just came into her pussy shoved his dick into her mouth.

"Clean it slut," he ordered her.

She was turned on by the control they had over her; they were all large men, muscled and powerfully built. Emily wasn't a weak woman; she kept herself in shape, with strong arm and leg muscles, and her flat stomach showcased her six-pack abs. Still, she was little more than a rag doll or fuck toy to them; she was no match for their combined strength, and she couldn't resist them even if she wanted. Not that she wanted to, she was enjoying this orgy. They forced her into whatever position they desired for their maximum pleasure.

He forced her to suck his dick clean. He held her head and controlled the bobbing of her head as she sucked his cock clean. Once satisfied, he released her and walked away, as if discarding trash that no longer interested him.

A lesser woman would have been turned into a big Black cock loving whore by now, but Emily wasn't that woman. She saw firsthand the results of submitting to a man, her Bible thumping, racist Father. He would often hit her mother for the most minor infractions, all the while quoting Bible passages to justify his actions. She swore at a young age that she would not submit to any man; instead, men would submit to her.

After another half an hour of pure bliss, Tai and Ace finished filling Emily's ass and pussy with yet another big load cum. As they pulled out of her holes and walked away, she collapsed onto the bed. Cum freely oozed out of her over-stretched pussy and ass. It would take at least a day or two before she recovered her tightness again, she thought.

She was spend, she had her fill of sex and pleasure for tonight. She really missed the nights when she and her husband went swinging. She missed the late-night parties, swapping with friends, and non-stop orgies of pleasure. Lately, it was all about satisfying clients and earning money. It was time, she thought, to think about herself again. When they got back to LA, she was going to put her escorting business on pause and get out on the town with her Husband again.

This trip to New York ultimately proved beneficial in the long run; she thought it helped her regain her priorities. She sat up and started to get out of bed, cum still flowing out of her pussy and down her thighs. She had satisfied all six men, and it was now time to call it a night, collect her profits, return to her hotel, and get some rest.

As she stood up, one of the Black men grabbed her by the arm. Ace was his name, she remembered. "Time for another round," he said.

"I had my fill, you guys rocked my world, but I had enough for tonight," she said with a smile.

"I wasn't asking slut," as he forcefully dragged her back onto the bed by her arm.