I Am My Husband's Whore: Chapter 1. From the Beginning - Sex Stories

I Am My Husband's Whore: Chapter 1. From the Beginning

My name is Emika. I'm half Japanese and half Chinese, and I grew up in Japan. My mother was a very traditional Japanese wife, meaning her duty was to her husband and family. She obeyed my father's every command. Only after my Chinese father passed away would I learn exactly what that role entailed.

I loved my parents. My father was a gentle, loving father to my younger sister and me. He owned a large manufacturing plant, and we girls wanted for nothing, being considered wealthy by our peers. In my eyes, our family was a typical, loving, and loyal household. After my father passed away when I was seventeen, I went to live in Tokyo to attend college.

My mother continued to attend my father's office, I assumed to run the business, but it was only when my mother fell ill that I learnt the truth about my parent's relationship and, in particular, my mother's role as my father's wife.

I had just turned twenty-one and finished my business management degree when my mother became ill, and she asked me to return home to take over her role in the family business.

Arriving home in Hanshin would change my life. Mother had early stages of breast cancer and could no longer attend to the company business. As the eldest daughter, it was my job to take over the family business. Only my role in the business would be very different than I imagined.

"Emika, my beautiful daughter, it is time for you to learn your role in the family business. I have asked Mr Tommiko, the company CEO here today, to show you what your role will be in the company," My mother said to me as she introduced me to Mr Tommiko.

I had met Mr Tommiko before when my father was still alive when I had gone to the factory with him on a rare occasion. But I was intrigued why Mother was dressed in her business attire at home to introduce me to Mr Tommiko.

Mr Tommiko snapped an order in Japanese to my mother, and she immediately jumped to attention before walking over to him falling to her knees in front of him. She then reached up and unzipped his pants and fished out his soft brown uncut cock. Holding it, she kissed the end before sliding her fingers along the soft shaft. With his foreskin rolled back, she took the pink bulbous head between her lips.

"Mother, what are you doing? Stop that immediately! You are the company owner. You're not a whore!" I screamed at my mother.

Grabbing mother by the arm, I tried to pull her away only to be struck across the face by the back of Mr Tommiko's hand. Sending me backwards, landing on the floor on my butt. A tear ran down my face, but I noticed that mother never even looked at me and continued to slide the pig's cock in and out of her mouth.

"Mother, please, what are you doing? Stop, please, I beg you, just stop," I screamed as tears flowed down my cheeks.

"Your mother is doing what she needs to do to continue your family's business. Your mother is the company whore, and very soon, that will be your role if you want to continue ...