The atmosphere inside Sonia and Rohan’s flat was charged with expectation as they were getting ready for Nia’s 6th birthday party. Balloons floated against the ceiling, a cake covered in pink frosting rested on the dining table, and the living room hummed with the excited talk of Arjun (8) and Nia (6), who ran around, looking forward to their friends and relatives arriving. Sonia, 33, was in the bedroom, naked, her 34DD breasts heavy and dripping milk, nipples dark and hard, her vaginal hair shaved into a sharp arrow pointing to her swollen, glistening clitoris. Her flesh was a painting of lust, etched by a year of existence as a full-time whore, her flesh usually smeared with cum and milk.Rohan, 35, came in, grasping a black leather collar that had the word “WHORE” engraved in silver. “Wear this today,” he said, his voice raw with lust. “Proceed naked from the party. Screw anyone you can—neighbors, teenagers, whoever—when opportunity arises.”. Let them use you, even with family around.” He fastened the collar around her neck, his fingers brushing her leaking nipples, a bead of milk dripping onto his hand. “You’re my perfect whore.”Sonia’s core clenched, her clit throbbing at the audacity. A birthday party, her daughter’s, surrounded by family and neighbors, and she’d be naked, collared, and fucking strangers. “You want me covered in cum while Nia blows out her candles?” she breathed, straddling him, her pussy bare against his jeans, milk dripping onto his shirt.”Exactly,” Rohan snarled, lapping up a drop of milk from her breast. “I’ll watch, clean you up afterwards, and fuck you when they’re finished.” Arjun charged in, Nia bringing up the rear, laughing, “Mom’s naked again! ” Nia pointed at the collar, “What does it say? “Just a necklace, sweetie,” Sonia smiled. Arjun smiled, undeterred, “Mom’s always like that.” Sonia’s depravity was free to flow unchecked.
The apartment was packed with guests: neighbors and family members, including Sonia’s parents and Rohan’s mother (his father was due later). Sonia strode among them, bare, the “WHORE” collar shining around her neck, breasts jiggling, milk spilling onto the floor, clit visible with each step. Most of the guests looked away, used to her nudist habit, while others gawked, whispering. Arjun and Nia tore around, playing with friends, unaware of their mother’s condition, their laughter a perpetual background. Rohan mixed about, his gaze following Sonia, his desire veiled behind a friendly smile. She met the eye of Aryan and his friend Rahul who were sitting by the kitchen. “Want assistance with the snacks? “she hissed, taking them to the pantry, out of earshot but perilously near the party. Her breasts dripped milk, spotting the floor, as she knelt, unzipping Aryan’s pants, sucking his dick, her tongue caressing. Rahul observed, jerking himself, then got his turn, fucking her face, cumming on her, white ropes trickling down her cheeks.”. Aryan picked her up, bending her over a shelf, his cock slipping into her wet pussy, her clit rubbing against him, her groans stifled to keep it quiet. He came on her clit, covering her arrow of hair, milk dripping from her breasts as she shuddered in orgasm. Sonia reappeared, cum shining on her face and pussy, milk seeping, and joined the party, pouring drinks as if nothing untoward had occurred. Guests gazed, but her parents, preoccupied by Nia’s games, failed to see.