Allie and Jill wake up especially horny this morning. They planned to be especially horny this morning. They haven't had sex the past two nights, and only once this week. They've been letting their desire build inside them, on purpose. They want to be as horny as they can be, because today is Saturday, and tonight is 'Ladies' Night' at the Club.
Jill remembers a month ago, waking up in this same bed tormenting herself, not sure if she even wanted to go down this path. But once she made her decision, the path has been easy to travel.
She's fallen in love with Allie, and it's been a life-changing month in so many other ways, too. After her first date with Norm, when he paid her to have sex with him; Jill had to confront the reality that if she stayed on this path, she was on the road to becoming a whore. She chose to stay on the path.
Not only has she accepted herself as a whore, Allie has too. Together, they've embraced it, and they're determined to play the game like pros. They're not going to be just whores. They're going to be high-class whores, catering to high-class men.
They had a long talk at the kitchen table Thursday night. Jill told Allie what Norm taught her about identifying their advantages and exploiting the weaknesses of others. They talked about it and mapped out a plan, a kind of business plan, of sorts.
They already knew the sissy bodies they were born with are useless when it comes to fucking girls. But as sissy whores, in a club of wealthy men with a weakness for cock, their bodies are a major advantage. They've both been blessed with larger than average cocks, and these men love big dicks.
All the guys there are married, with families and successful careers. Their night at the Club is about the only time most of them can feed their hunger for cock. When they're partying with other men who think the same way, they're vulnerable.
They've all got a lot of money and they'll gladly pay to have male sex in a safe and discreet place like the Club. Sometimes they try to impress their friends by showing them how big of a tip they put in the girls' tip boxes. It's part of their male ego, to make themselves feel good. The bigger the tip, the more manly they feel. One or two hundred dollars is nothing to them.
None of them is 100% homosexual. They all like women, too. The special mixture of Jill and Allie's sexuality is truly unique; almost unheard of in the 1970s. Having male bodies and female personalities makes them perfectly suited to be human sex toys for these rich men, who are used to buying and having anything they want.
Together, Jill and Allie intend to use their bodies to take advantage of these weaknesses. This is why they've gone without sex the past two nights. This is why they want their bodies to be hungry for sex tonight. They've planned it all out.
The hornier they are, the more they'll want to suck and fuck. The better they suck and fuck, the more money these vulnerable men are going to give them.
This is why they're so excited this morning. They're in love and they're a team. They're thinking together, aligned as one person. They know exactly what they are, where they are, and where they intend to go. They can't wait to be slutty little whores tonight and make a lot of money.
"How are you feeling, baby?" Allie asks as she hands Jill a cup of coffee.
Jill giggles and says, "I feel like a little whore. I can't wait for tonight. I'm so excited."
"Well, I'm feeling pretty damn slutty myself." Allie agrees. "I've done a few of these gang bangs before, but this one feels special. We're in love this time, together we're gonna be their whores tonight, and we know how we're gonna play it. I can't wait to see you all dressed up in your new outfit.
"We're going to be slutty little whores and we're going to love it. The sluttier we are tonight, the more money they'll put in our tip boxes."
"Yeah... I can't lie, Allie. I really want to be a slut tonight. I felt slutty when I woke up, and I'm going to be that way all day I think."
"Me too, Jill. My mind is ready for gang banging. But we better get a move on. My hair appointment is in two hours and we still have to take a shower, shave each other, and eat breakfast."
"Well, shit..." Jill jokes, "I guess that means no fucking in the shower this morning, right?"
Allie laughs and takes her hand, "Noooooo... you dirty little slut. No fucking in the shower today. Didn't I fuck you hard enough the other night?"
They both laugh as they put their arms around each other and head into the bathroom.
In the shower, they're both so horny they really have to resist the urge to fuck. They manage somehow to get their minds wrapped around what they have to do, and walk out the door in time to get breakfast and make Allie's hair appointment on time.
It's almost eleven o'clock when Jorge finishes Allie's hair. While Jill waits for Allie, she remembers she really doesn't have anything nice to carry her clothes in. She's been using Allie's overnight bag on her dates, and it's time she gets one of her own.
Allie suggests they stop at the Super Drug Store on the way home to pick one up. While there, Allie says, "Let's go to the makeup aisle, Jill. I have an idea." She finds the stick-on fingernail section and shows them to Jill. "Let's get some of these, Jill. With these, we won't have to paint our nails and they'll look more slutty than our boy nails."
"Oh yeah..." Jill says, "These are cool. Let's buy the sluttiest ones we can find."
Allie laughs, "Look at these, they have glitter on half, I bet whores like these kinds. Look at the colors. We can get red for me and black for you to match our dresses."
"Yeah... these are the ones. It'll feel slutty with black, glittery nails. Have you worn these before?" asks Jill.
"No, but I'm sure we can figure it out."
"Well, we better buy two sets each then, in case we fuck a couple of them up."
"Good idea, Jill. You're pretty damn smart, for a slutty little whore."
They both laugh as they go to the checkout and head home to get their outfits packed and ready to go.
"What time do you usually go?" Jill asks.
"We have to meet Tony in the lobby about two-thirty to get the key to the room." Allie says, "I usually just go up and relax for a couple of hours because it's kind of a waste to come back home."
"Cool. It'll be nice to relax a little bit before we go full-on whore."
At two o'clock they have everything they need packed up and in the car. After a quick trip to the bathroom to pee, they hug and kiss each other before they leave for the night.
When they arrive at the hotel, they have to wait for Tony to show up. He's running a little late, and it's almost three when he shows up. When he does, he comes over to greet the girls.
"Hey, you two! Good to see you. Sorry I'm running late. I had to go by the caterer to order more hors d'oeuvres. We've got more coming tonight than I planned.
"Seems word got around how good you girls are. I know at least thirty who are coming, and probably a few more. I hope there aren't too many for you to handle... Wow! Looks like Jill went to the beauty salon. Ain't she cute!" Tony tells them.
"Yeah," Allie says, "Jill's all 'girlied up' and we're in the mood to have fun. There's two of us now, so we should be able to satisfy everyone."
"OK, well, here's the key and your envelope, I'll see you in a few hours," Tony says as he hurries off to his next errand.
When they go out to the car to get their clothes, Jill asks Allie what's in the envelope.
"Oh, I forgot to mention it before. There's a $100 bill in there for each of us, to pay us for the time it takes for us to get ready."
"Cool," Jill says, "We're already making money."
Riding up the elevator to the suite gets easier each time Jill makes the trip. She's getting used to the idea that every time she comes here she gets fucked and she makes money... a lot of money.
She and Allie giggle with each other when they get into their changing room. "It's gettin' close, babe," Allie says.
"I know... When should we start getting dressed?"
"We'll have to go back downstairs to eat before we can start getting dressed. We're going to be fucking until midnight at least, and we can't do it on an empty stomach."
It's about three-thirty now, so they hang up their dresses and lie on the bed for a while before going down to eat at four. Getting back to the room around five o'clock, Jill starts getting butterflies in her tummy as they get undressed. She and Allie put on their fancy panties and go into the bathroom to put on their makeup.
Jill's never made up her face like this by herself before. She's done lipstick and simple rouge on her cheeks, but this time she's doing her eyes, and that's more complicated, at least it is for her right now. She hopes she can remember how Rosy did it.
She messes up her first try and has to wash it all off. When she fucks up a second time, she starts getting pissed. Allie calms her down, and her third try gives her the result she is looking for. Allie finished her face some time ago and has her tits glued onto her chest.
"Do you think my face looks OK?" Jill asks.
"Yes, baby, it looks fine," Allie assures her.
"Are you sure? You're not just saying that, are you?"
"Relax, baby. Your face looks fine. Besides, by the time this is over, you'll probably have cum all over your face anyway," Allie laughs.
"Thanks, Allie, I'm just getting nervous. I should have practiced this at home. Do we put the fingernails on now?"
"We better put our nylons on first so we won't put a run in them with our nails. Come here baby, pull your panties down for me. Let's put some perfume in our ass cracks.
"Good idea. I want my ass smelling sweet before it gets torn up," Jill laughs.
By the time they get their lingerie and fingernails on, it's a little after six and they can hear voices in the other room as the guys start arriving for the party.
Allie gazes at Jill wearing her nylons, panties, and bra, "Holy shit, Jill," she says, "you look so damn hot, and those tits look so fuckin' real. I'm going to have to get me a set of those. I just can't believe how much you've grown into your feminine self since we've been together."
Jill gives her a hug and tells her, "I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, my sexy sister. You look just as hot as I do. I just love you so much!" she says before she kisses her.
"Oh Jill," Allie says, "If we weren't about to get gang banged, I'd throw you on the bed and fuck you right now. I love you so much."
They both get more excited when they put on her dresses. They're feeling sluttier by the second as Jill zips up her black boots and Allie slips into her red pumps.
The voices in the other room get louder the closer they get to showtime. Allie opens the door a crack to take a look.
"Holy shit, Jill," she says, "there must be thirty guys out there."
"Fuck... That's a lot of men. I'm starting to get really nervous, Allie. I didn't think I would, but I'm feeling kinda scared right now," Jill admits.
"Well, it's too late to turn back now," Allie says. "I get scared sometimes too, but as soon as I get out there, it all goes away."
"I hope so. I think I need to sit and close my eyes for a few minutes."
Jill sits in the chair and goes into a quick meditation. She's fully dressed now except for her wig. While she sits, she calms down as she contemplates what she is about to do. She feels her inner girlfriend telling her this is what she was born to do, this is what she wants to do, and this is what she has freely chosen to do.
She feels much better when she opens her eyes and gets excited when she picks up her wig. Allie helps her put it on and brushes it up a little.
"God damn, Jill!" Allie says, "That wig just sets everything off. You are dressed to kill, baby. You could walk down to the lobby like that and no one would even suspect you're a boy."
"Wow, Allie," Jill says, as she sees herself and Allie in the mirror. "I love this! Look at those two sexy little sluts in the mirror. Your scarlet dress goes perfectly with my black mini."
"This is the dress I was wearing the night we fell in love, baby. I feel so sexy in it. I feel like such a slut tonight."
"We might feel like sluts Allie, but we're not really sluts tonight. Sluts do it for free, but whores do it for money. We're whores Allie, high-class whores ready to fuck high-class men for high-class tips. I feel like a slutty little whore now and I'm ready to get fucked!"
"Me too, baby. I'm ready to be a slutty, high-class whore with you... Now, remember what we talked about... When you're sucking them, try to make as many of them cum as you can. We don't want 'em all fucking us with fresh cocks and tearing up our assholes at the end. We're going to get fucked enough as it is. There's a lot of guys out there."
"I remember," Jill says. "We have a plan, and we know what we're doing. I'm still a little nervous, but I'm ready to go. Let's do it."
"OK, baby, here we go."
Allie hugs Jill and they embrace in one last, long kiss before they go out. With their arms around each other's waist, Allie opens the door. They are greeted with cheers and applause as they step into the main room together. Their minds instantly go into slut mode as they gaze out into a room filled with dozens of horny, rich men.
The girls hug and kiss each other in front of the guys, giving them a little show by rubbing each other's asses as they embrace. Then they go separate ways as men surround each of them.
Jill's nervousness soon leaves her as she interacts with the men around her. They're all telling her how hot and sexy she looks, and she adores the attention. She's busy going from guy to guy, hugging and kissing them as she goes. As they touch her, she feels her inner girlfriend guiding her to touch the guys as much as they're touching her.
A few of the guys she recognizes, but most of them are new faces. As she works her way towards the center of the room, she looks around for Allie, but she can't see her. She's wondering if she's already on her knees sucking cock. Not seeing Allie anywhere, she knows she's on her own.
She hugs the men tighter now and her kisses become deeper as horny hands roam all over her body. She's getting turned on as she lets her inner girlfriend guide her moves. She sees Gary, the first guy she sucked and fucked at the last meeting, and gives him a hug and kiss. "Hello Gary," she says, "I had a feeling you'd be here."
"Oh shit, I couldn't miss it, Jill. You look so fucking hot tonight. You don't even look like the same person. If I didn't already know you, I wouldn't guess you're not a girl," he says.
"Why thank you, Gary. I feel like a different person. You guys make me feel this way."
Gary pulls her close and whispers in her ear, "Do you think I could get a private date with you next week?"
"I think you can," she whispers back. "I'm living with Allie. Roger can give you the number."
"Sweet. I have Allie's number. I'll call you next week."
Jill reaches inside his pants and grabs his bare cock. "I'll kiss this for you later," she whispers, then moves to the next guy. She's getting hornier each time she kisses someone and touches another hard cock.
"Whew... I'm starting to get a little hot... if ya know what I mean," she says loudly, "If someone can help me out of my dress, we can get down to business."
She immediately gets several eager volunteers to unzip her dress and lift it over her head. Feeling all the men's hands roaming over her bare skin sends erotic shivers through her body. She's feeling like a powerful queen as these sex-hungry men expose their weakness in front of her.
A pair of arms grab her from behind and she lets herself fall back into whoever it is. She grins ear-to-ear as hands start fondling her cock through her see-through panties. She loves being the center of attention as the guys take turns licking her cock head as it protrudes over the top of her panties.
Someone pulls the front of her panties down below her balls and two guys start licking her cock. Jill sees an opportunity to exploit their vulnerability, so she teases them, "Do you guys wanna suck my cock? Huh? You think you can make me cum? C'mon boys, here's your chance. Who wants to suck my girl-cock?"
With her hard cock exposed in full view, she has them under her control as they eagerly get on their knees, waiting for their turn to wrap their lips around her superior cock. She's getting really turned on but strangely, not in an erotic way.
For a few brief moments, she remembers how other males had always laughed and shit on her when she was in her teens. It turns her on now, seeing these very successful and powerful men on their knees in front of her, worshipping her femininity and her cock, which is bigger than most of theirs.
As they all take their turn kneeling before her and putting her cock in their mouths, she maintains a very stiff hard-on, but never even comes close to cumming. After about twenty minutes, she lets one more guy suck on it, then she decides it's time to satisfy her own hunger for cock.
She grins at them and says, "Who wants their cock sucked...? I've been thinking about sucking cock all day."
As soon as she drops to her knees, three or four cocks pop in front of her face.
"Ooooh... They all look so good," she teases. "Which one shall I suck first?"
She doesn't really care which one she sucks first. She knows she'll be sucking them all before the night is over. She just closes her eyes and puts her mouth over the one in her hand and goes down on it. As she sucks, all the guys around her drop their pants and start stroking themselves.
The first cock she sucks is a nice-sized one that easily fills her mouth. She's feeling more turned on as her tongue glides up and down it. Taking his balls into her mouth brings a series of 'Ooos' and 'Ahhhs' from the admirers standing around her. She thinks to herself, 'This is a nice cock.'
She's really enjoying herself now but remembers what Allie reminded her of before they came out. She can't allow herself to enjoy each one for too long. She remembers she's a whore tonight, and she's simply working a group of men. Her purpose is to get as many off in her mouth as she can, so they won't be tearing her ass up later.