How I Became a Whore or How I Became a Macho — 6

Lena, Nastya, and Yulia were sitting in the main relaxation room. They were chatting cheerfully, clinking their wine glasses loudly, discussing, as I could clearly hear, their boyfriends and men.

Meanwhile, I was sitting in the massage room, waiting for a new client like a common whore, though whores are usually at a table and are just taken away to get fucked, while I was waiting in complete solitude.

"Hey, you!" shouted Nastya, and I understood she was calling me.

I walked quickly, slightly hunched over, covering myself with a towel, and entered the relaxation room, not daring to look any of them in the eye.

"Get on your knees in front of me," Nastya pointed at the floor in front of her feet with her index finger.

Her legs and chest were covered with a towel, one leg crossed over the other. She sat like the mistress of the situation, and her gaze was cold and piercing.

I obeyed and knelt down. She extended her right foot to me.

"Kiss it," she ordered.

I brought my lips to her foot and kissed her big toe.

"Suck it," Nastya said just as coldly, with a hint of mockery.

"Suck it like a whore sucks a cock."

I grabbed her foot with both hands, squeezing and holding the other toes with one hand, leaving only her big toe for myself. I enveloped it with my lips and began making sucking motions, helping with my head.

They all laughed at me in unison, commenting on the scene.

"What a good pacifier," said Lena.

"Here's another cock," she extended her foot to my mouth, sticking out her big toe.

I continued holding Nastya's foot with one hand and took Lena's foot with the other.

Taking Nastya's toe out of my mouth, I enveloped Lena's toe with my lips and began sucking it the same way.

They laughed again, and I kept sucking one toe and then the other, like a whore sucking two cocks alternately.

"Open your mouth, whore!" Nastya started shoving her whole foot into my mouth, pushing in all her toes.

"Deeper! Swallow it deeper!" She pressed her foot into my mouth.

I had already let go of Lena's foot and was holding Nastya's foot with both hands again. My mouth was wide open, and I, almost choking, even seemed to help Nastya push her foot deeper into my mouth. I gagged a little when her toes touched my palate and even, it seemed to me, my tonsils.

"Suck, bitch! Suck!" I heard her voice. "Suck, you slut."

"Do you like it?" Nastya asked rhetorically.

"That's it, bitch, suck like that, deeper." My mouth was on the verge of tearing, and I was no longer trying to help shove her foot into my mouth; on the contrary, I was trying to control the depth to which Nastya was still trying to push her foot into my mouth with thrusting motions.

Tears appeared in my eyes, not from hurt but from the pressure and nauseating urges. Meanwhile, I was already pulling her foot out of my mouth myself and, smacking my lips, would open my mouth wide again, sucking on it, trying to shove her foot into my mouth myself and, of course, trying to please her (probably even hoping for a bonus).

"That's about what it's like to suck his huge cock," Nastya addressed her friends.

"Tell me," she then turned to me, "isn't it just fucking insane?"

With tears in my eyes, without removing the foot from my throat, I nodded affirmatively, as if to say I understood her.

"Alright, that's enough," she pulled her foot out of my mouth. "Fuck off!"

"Wait," Lena stopped me.

"Do you want to continue sucking my foot?" Lena squinted.

I nodded affirmatively and dutifully knelt before her feet, sitting back on my heels, and took Lena's foot as I had taken Nastya's before.

I began sucking each of her toes, licking between them, running my tongue through them.

"Wow, that's great," Lena watched me, sipping her glass of wine. I admit, I also wanted a sip of that magnificent wine.

"You're really hungry for sex, aren't you?" I heard Yulia's velvety voice again.

"Oh, yes," Lena answered contentedly.

"Massage it at the same time," she said to me.

I began massaging the calf of that leg with one hand while holding the heel with the other.

Then she switched legs, and I set about massaging, sucking, kissing, and licking the other foot, while the girls, as if nothing had happened, continued discussing Nastya's boyfriend, who had supposedly completely worn her out with his huge dick.

Lena, as if hearing my thoughts, brought her glass of wine to her knee and, asking if I wanted wine, began pouring it. The wine streamed down her leg from her knee, getting on my lips and into my mouth.

I licked her leg, trying to drink the wine. She smiled and, playing a little, poured more wine, even trying to get it into my open mouth by the end.

"What an obedient little whore we have! Right, girls?" Lena said. "I'm literally getting wet again."

"Oh, Lena, just go already and give it to him in the mouth again, or whatever you're doing there. Just come already, you insatiable slut," Nastya addressed her with dissatisfied irony.

"You're fucking twisted," Yulia chimed in.

"Oh, oh," Lena grimaced, a little offended.

"Let's go," she gestured for me to follow her back to the massage room.

I stood up and followed her. Before entering the massage room, Lena stopped and thought for a moment.

"Come on," she turned around, took me by the hand, and led me to the steam room.

"You'll lick me in the steam room! I've never been licked there before."

We went into the steam room, where it was quite hot. She sat on a step, threw off the towel, and invited me for another lick, spreading her legs wide like a slut.

Her pussy in the steam room was, of course, flowing, not just with juices but also with sweat, but it wasn't disgusting. While licking, I stroked her thighs, stomach, and breasts. My hands slid over her sweaty body as if over oil, as if I were soaping her up.

It felt pleasant to my hands, and I imagined how pleasant it must be for her when my hands slide over her body.

She leaned her back against the wall, already throwing one leg onto the bench and placing the other on my shoulder, hooking it behind my back.

I felt her pressing me to herself with her heel. Her head tilted back, and she breathed languidly in the heat of the steam room.

"Fuck, that's good," Lena encouraged me.

"You lick fucking amazingly, bitch, well done!" Then she pushed me away, jumped off the shelf, stood up, and turned her ass to me, spreading her cheeks apart.

"Lick my ass now, whore!" Already feeling no disgust, I pressed my lips to her anus.

Playing with her anus with my tongue and lips and realizing it had relaxed a bit, I inserted my tongue into it, penetrating to the full depth, feeling that incredible sensation of those elastic and smooth anal muscles.

I began fucking her with my tongue like a woodpecker pecking wood, still stroking her sweaty, slippery-from-sweat body.

Meanwhile, I inserted my thumb into her vulva and began pressing on the vaginal wall, massaging inside her womb a little. Sometimes I would pull it out and tease her pussy and clit.

"Oooh," Lena began breathing rapidly.

"Biiiiitch," she drawled, coming and barely staying on her feet, grabbing onto the bench.

My hand was simply drenched in a white-transparent fluid mixed with sweat, cum, lubrication, and my saliva.

"Get me out of here, quick," Lena leaned on me.

We went out and lowered our bodies into a small pool.

At that moment, I saw Yulia and Nastya heading back to the steam room again.

"So, how are you, Lena? Still not satisfied?" Yulia asked her.

"He just polished my ass! I'm in seventh heaven, fucking hell," Lena bragged, rolling her eyes.

"He's quite something with you," Nastya said playfully, already with drunken notes in her voice.

"He's with *you*!" Lena said, smiling at her and then turning her slutty gaze on me.

"Thanks, Nastya! I owe you one if anything," she winked and dunked her head under the water in the pool.