Brenda my sexy gorgeous whore girlfriend xx Part 1

A couple of months ago I bumped into an old friend of mine called Stuart Webster who I hadn’t seen for many years and we started reminiscing about our times in the late sixties. Back then I’d dated Stuart’s cousin, a girl called Brenda, for a year or so.

Brenda was a bit older than me, very attractive and with a stunning curvaceous figure. Brenda was a bit different to the other girls I knew in several ways, firstly she was ‘on the game’, well not actually stood on street corners but more, sort of, an escort and secondly she hadn’t really ‘moved’ on to the swinging sixties in all aspects. For instance, although she wore mini skirts and high platform heels, which were very much the style, but she also still wore stockings instead of tights and ‘Marilyn Monroe’ style tight jumpers, with pointy bras which weren’t really in style but certainly made her ooze sex appeal with her gorgeous curvaceous figure. She had a stunning pair of long legs and wore ridiculously short mini skirts which always showed the tops of her stockings and usually her suspenders too.

I was absolutely fixated with her and would do anything for her and I readily excepted that she went with other men for money which was good. Back then a it was almost excepted, certainly around where we lived that certain girls would do that sort of thing. I had an auntie Elsie who’s daughter was a prostitute. Brenda usually only did it on a couple of nights a week and in the daytime worked in the local corner shop serving behind the counter.

Brenda was probably about twenty four and I was about nineteen so she was certainly more ‘street wise’ than I was. I used to love picking her up from her house and always got a thrill wondering what she’d be wearing and whether it would be ‘over the top’ sex wise. I was very rarely disappointed when she opened the door and I felt like a million dollars with her on my arm and everyone staring at her, most women in disgust and all men in lust !!! I don’t think I can ever remember her not dressed as a tart!!!

She was very friendly with another girl called Sandra, another stunner, and they’d usually go out together when they had ‘business’ to do. They worked a couple of the city centre hotels mostly going with older men or business men staying over in the week or the weekend.

When she wasn’t working we’d do all the usual things that courting couples do but always very much oriented towards sex. Brenda, I now realise, was sex mad and probably addicted to it. I could do literally anything sex wise to her, anywhere and at any time, in fact she’d be annoyed if I wasn’t pestering her for sex most of the time we were together. Of course I thought all my Christmas’s had come at once back then. Travelling on a bus was always an experience as we’d invariably sit at the back, but not always, and I’d have to finger her or play with her pussy while she got my cock out and wanked me, often till she orgasmed or I spunked. We even had full sex a couple of times, more than once with people a couple of seats down from us. Even after we’d got off the bus we’d have another cuddle up an alleyway on the way home and if we hadn’t did it on the bus we certainly would up the alleyway. Cinemas were much the same, Brenda going down on me the moment the lights went out.

I forgot to mention that more often than not, Brenda didn’t wear any knickers, and so it was always ‘on offer’ so to speak and she’d take delight if we were sat opposite another man in showing off the fact to him. She’d nudge me and cross and uncross her stockings legs and no knickers pussy as she showed off to him. The only time I’d say she wore knickers was when she was having her periods and I knew when she was ‘on’ as she’d always wank and suck me silly.

Brenda did like sex outdoors and was always on to me to take her out into the countryside and invariably a corn field or a wood. Once we had sex in a field alongside a dual carriageway in full view of the passing traffic but she just didn’t care, not when it came to sex !! You got to remember too that Brenda only had one style of dress whether she was in town or the countryside, tarty !!

I think the reason that Brenda and Sandra got on so well is that they both had the same sexual addiction. Sandra told me once what they often competed against each other to see how many fucks they could each have in a night. Brenda won that completion hands down with a score of nine in one night!!! Sandra was always trying it on with me but I had enough on my plate with Brenda so I tended to steer clear of her. A couple of times though Sandra came with us to the cinema and with Brenda’s permission (and encouragement) I had to play with both there pusses at the same time and they took it in turns to suck me off. I was frightened to death that I’d spunk in Sandra’s mouth instead of Brenda’s. Much the same thing happened on a couple of bus journeys too.

I didn’t normally go with Brenda when she went into town for ‘business’ as I sort of got a bit jealous and emotional when she went off with another guy but sometimes I bit the bullet and went with her especially if Sandra wasn’t around. One night when I went with her, she soon picked up a guy and quickly disappeared with him upstairs to his room. She wasn’t gone that long and soon came back to sit with me and finish her drink. There was a much older couple, sat opposite us and he, very obviously, couldn’t keep his eyes off tarty looking Brenda (who could?) and, surprisingly his wife or partner didn’t seem to be worried either and, in fact, seemed to be giving me the eye. Soon Brenda was giving it the old crossing her legs thing and probably and hopefully giving the old guy the come on which, as usual, worked a treat. After only a couple of minutes he’d sidled over to us, well Brenda in particular, and got chatting. It transpired that he wanted sex with Brenda but also that his wife was interested in me as well. The wife, I’d say was a bit older than the husband, at least late sixties and probably well into her seventies but she did look good (a bit Helen Miriam ish but a bit rougher) and giving Brenda a bit of a run for her money in the ‘looking tarty’ stakes wearing high heels, a short dress and black sheer stockings. I must say that, initially I wasn’t all that keen but apparently he was prepared to pay top dollar for our services.

Brenda did the deal and we were soon going up in the lift getting to know each other, well one gentleman in particular who, as soon as the lift doors had shut, had his hand up Brenda’s skirt. It didn’t take the wife long either and she was soon checking me out in the cock department to see what she was getting too. The room was huge, I think it was a suite, and had a queen size bed and lots of settees and arms chairs around the room. No sooner had we got in the room, Brenda had the guys trousers off and was sucking on his cock while he was desperately trying to remove the rest of his clothing. The wife soon had me on one of the settees and was undoing my trousers whilst knelt between my legs, gosh she was good, sucked like a dyson. By now Brenda had stripped off completely and was sat on the guys face, both of them enjoying each other to the full while the wife had decided that she’d like to do the same to me. The wife had a really good figure for her age and classy undies on, black, tarty and very french, if you know what I mean. She slipped off her knickers but kept on her bra and stockings and was soon leading me over to the bed alongside her husband. Whereas Brenda was shaved smooth the wife was quite hairy but not excessively so, nicely trimmed I’d say and she was soon sitting on my face. She was very very wet (I’d always thought older women had dry cunts) and she tasted completely different to Brenda but in a nice way and the lips of her cunt were really big, red, swollen and sort of flappy but again in a nice way. Her cunt was much bigger than Brenda’s and I’d thought hers was big. Both of us men and the women by the noise they were both making were enjoying ourselves side by side. After a while the husband said that he wanted to watch his wife get fucked by me while Brenda sucked his, by now, very thick and long cock, much bigger than mine and I don’t think I was ‘that’ small. Anyway it was a pleasure to fuck her and I think I gave her a good seeing too and spunked loads up her juicy cunt which, when I got off her, left her thighs and stocking tops covered in spunk. The husband was, by now, well worked up and even bigger than before. Holding his wife in my arms he started to fuck Brenda alongside us both on the bed. His cock was big and when he, rather roughly I fancy, literally forced it into Brenda cunt she let out a little cry and grasped my hand.

He fucked her for what seemed ages, egged on a bit by his wife, until he spunked his load deep into her. What surprised both me and Brenda the most was that when he got off Brenda he immediately got his wife to take him in her mouth and carried on sucking him off until he was completely drained of cum and clean of Brenda’s cunt juices.

I did have another sexy experience with both Brenda and Sandra at an orgy but that’s another story. We told Sandra all about it a couple of days later and she was so annoyed she’d missed out, not only for the sex but also the nice pay day we both had.