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27/08/2010
Ms. Marca Ch 10
A few weeks went by and Tim had been home a while...damn when is he going on a trip?
05:45 A.M. – Monday - Tim was waking and I look down to see that the sheet had tented around his little Pee-Pee as he lay on his back. If I keep my eyes shut, he may not want to mess around this early in the morning. All men wake with that piss hard-on and no matter the size, it is standing tall in the dawn’s early light. Oh, if he would just go take his shower and go on to work, I would have a better day. Than I feel the bed, move and I know he is setting up on the edge of the bed.
I peek and see my husband sitting on the edge of the bed, than he, reach’s over and start to finger my pussy, spreading my lips for his morning fun…god I hope it is just for his tongue. Tim leans over, runes his tongue up and down and all over my lips and tease my clit. I grab the back of his head and grind my pussy in his face, smearing my juices all over his face. He pulls back long enough to slide a finger inside of my pussy, and then continue licking, sucking and just plain driving me wild. Finally, I have a small orgasm all over his hand and face.
I feel the bed move and I know he is moving his body over mine using the head of his cock to tease my pussy, this is not going to do anything for me…not at six in the morning. I roll over on my side to face away from him hoping he gets the hint that I am not in the mood. Not, in the mood That quote is not in my vocabulary…will not for his little thing. I feel him lay beside me and spoon me…oh shit, please no not this time of day…this will just making me wild with desire for cock the rest of the day. His hands go to my hip and I'm pulled back against him..the boy is wanting his cock inside of me, Damn if he just had an average size cock this would not be so bad. Finally, I give him his hearts' desire and he enters me in one smooth thrust.
“Oh yes Marca, oh honey you feel so good! Yes, that is so good!”
I whisper to him as his head rest near my face…”Deeper, I want you to take me deeper Tim…stuffs me full with your cock.”
I feel my pussy grip his cock as he move inside of me faster and harder. Feel my pussy get tighter as I start to anticipate a small orgasm, feeling it build, wanting him to go off. Feel my pussy pulsate around his cock as my juices flow all over his little dick, damn...all it is doing is making me wetter and hotter for a bigger one. I love to get it from behind, a big cock pounding my pussy deep, fast, and hard. Will I can see I better help little we-we get this over with.
"Yes fuck me baby make me feel that cock deep. Fuck me faster, harder; fuck my pussy deep until you explode and empty your load in my pussy let my pussy empty you of every drop...oh yes...hard Tim...fuck me harder...!"
Tim, reach forward and rub my back as he shoots his little tea spoon of sperm into my fold. We lay cuddling spoon fashion. Gently he is holding me; I can tell he is not ready to let all the sensations stop, wanting the morning delight to last just a little while longer.
09:15 AM – I woke to find Tim was gone and his early morning poke session had put me back to sleep for a sound rest. I slipped a finger to my fold to find it wet and my clit stiff. My index finger began to roll over and around the clit making me thing of some big cock lover.
“Damn you Tim, you just make me horny when you fuck me like that, I have a sex high all day! Oh, it is Monday…oh yes the third Monday of the month!”
My fingers were now rubbing frantically at that delightful place between my legs as I recalled the last big cock I had. Faster and faster, my fingertip rubbed my tiny clitoris and the vision of the big cock man became clearer.
I suddenly pulled my finger from my clit and rolled over to reach into the drawer of the bedside night stand. Moments later, I was again on my back with one finger back to rubbing my spot while my other hand drove the large dildo deep into the depths of my womanhood. My hand holding the thick latex cock did not move but remained rigid while I began to hump my hips up and down on it in frantic abandonment as the orgasm began to creep through my body. My hips were thrashing about wildly as I humped up and down onto the dildo now embedded deep inside me. My finger was going crazy as I rubbed myself harder and faster until suddenly that wonderful orgasm caused my whole body to shake in pure pleasure as my juices splattered over the shaft of the fake cock, inside me. My moans became louder and my eyes began to sparkle as I trembled in the throes of the eruption inside me.
"God Marca" I thought to myself. "That is a great way to wake up girl."
I lay in bed thinking of my day ahead and knew I had to get up and get to the gym.
10:30 AM – I slunk into a pair of lose fitting walking shorts, that just did cover my ass cheeks, tennis shoes, and my sports bra. You could kind of see my nipples through it, especially if they were hard, but I did not mind, and headed out to the gym. I found that if I got there before 11:30 I beat the lunch crowd that not only would I not have to worry about a line for the stair stepper, but I would also be giving out my morning show.
I guess that I have always felt that if you have it, then why not flaunt it and I do flaunt myself quite a bit. My morning show, every morning they were there. This was a group of young hunks, who came at lunchtime and worked out for an hour. First, they would begin with some light stretching and then advance from the lighter to heavier weights. Every time they would watch me. I had caught them watching me in the past, hell I loved the attention.
Many, if not all the eyes of the men in the room turned toward me briefly before returning to their own labor; they watched me as I bent over at the waist, my beautiful ass pointed toward the center of the room. I went though my 5-minute warm up routine of stretching. I retied my shoelaces slowly, and slowly slid down my sweat pants. Again, people’s heads turned to watch me, and this time they lingered more. I bent over again, the shorts tightening against the curves of my butt, my legs stretching out, as I retie the other shoe. There was no doubt that I was putting on a show for them, but also for everyone else in the room that chanced to glance over. I suddenly realized that my moons of my ass cheeks with these shorts rode up high that they slipped into my fold.
I stood again, and turning toward the room, again looked at them, pure, raw seduction in my stare. As I climbed up onto the Stair master, I reached forward to the controls. I could feel the side of my left breast go firm, the nipple hard. I was working up a significant sweat on the Stair master, and my top was clinging to my back. When I stepped from the machine, some 15-minutes later and turned again toward the room, my chest was glistening, and my top was clinging to my breast, my nipples standing firm and erect. I knew full well, the effect I was having on them and the room.
I moved in the direction of the weight-machines. I stood straddling the seat, and stretched around the machine to adjust the weights. My shorts, again rode up, showing the crescent moons of my ass. The sight had to be amazing, and I hoped caused them to become even more aroused. Before moving back around to sit down in the unit, I reached back with my right hand and drew it up along the back of my leg
I moved to another station, I think all the men in the room did, and even some of the women. The men seemed too clustered around me, with the equipment farther away virtually empty. I moved over to the Hip Abduction machine. A few minutes into my workout, I realized that half the room had walked by the front of my machine. I realized that I had not worn any underwear under my shorts. The glimpses of my lips were brief and vague, but there was no mistaking what was visible. I think they could even see a glistening, be it of sweat or something else. After a hard hour plus work out, I looked up briefly as I walked by, the three studs on my way to take a shower to see them staring at me. Perfect understanding was shared between us, and without a word said they new and I new that my public display was all for them.
1:15 PM – It was a late lunch and a trip to the mall to pick up some things for Tim.
2:20 PM – I drove into my drive and was getting out of the car when the water service, company truck drove up. My big stud, the water service man Mike was bring me my two jugs of water and my afternoon delight. I had water delivered twice a month, on the first and third week of each month. The only reason we had water delivery service was Mike. One of my horny girl friends sent him over one morning to show me her new stud she was fucking. An hour after he got here I had signed up for water and his twice a month fuck from me. My girl friend never knew I was doing him. She and I are real good friends!
The moment he had his water jugs changed out, I felt Mike rubbing his hands up and down the outside of my thighs. I let him caress my body and my breasts for a few minutes then I turned around. Mike moved back from me and said damn you look good in those workout shorts. I smiled sexy like and said thank you. At that moment, he had on his company uniform with the top two buttons open on his shirt. God seeing him in that made my head whirl. He looked so sexy. Six foot five, two hundred fifty pounds and a body builder on top of all that just made my head spin.
Mike kissed me pushed me against the counter and roughly brought his hands up the outside of my thighs bringing them up to my waist. Then he picked me up and put me on the counter, never taking his mouth from mine. He removed his lips from mine and started licking all the way down my neck, making me as hot as his breath.
“Oh Mike I have been horny all weekend…god I need you, need you bad!”
I felt the moisture growing all over my pussy. Mike pulled my sports bra up over my head and my 40DD fell out in front of his face. He worked my nipples in and out of his mouth. He bit them hard enough to make me yelp in pain, and as he did it, my pussy got hotter and wetter. Mike flicked his tongue against my nipple and ripples shot through my body from the nap of my neck to the tips of my toes.
“Please fuck me, please I need it, I need it bad!”
Mike must have realized I was going crazy. He began to lick further down my body, making me moan with every flick of his tongue. He got to my stomach and licked at my belly button, then worked his way down my thighs. I felt ready to explode, but his teasing continued. Mike ran his tongue down the inside of my thigh; his hot breath near my honey pot made me shiver in anticipation. Mike looked up at me and smiled ever so cocky. He licked all the way down to my ankle and kissed the top of my feet. Mike moved over to the other leg and repeated the process but going up this time. This time he took time with his tongue around the back of my knee, which made me jump again.
I reached down and pulled my shorts past my ass, trying to slip them off so I could get on with what I had hurried home for and believe me it was not for a glass of water. Mike pulled my shorts off my legs and flipped them across the kitchen toward the backdoor. He got up and pushed me further back on the counter somewhat roughly, and spread my legs as far as they would go. He pushed two fingers in me hard making me cry out in pain and pleasure. Then he opened up my lips and used his teeth to pull at my clit, making it hard. Mike used his tongue and licked me hard and fast while fucking me hard with his fingers.
“Yes, god damn it yes, oh yes baby, keep going, yes!”
I was ready to climb up the kitchen cabinets, and I would have if his strong biceps were not holding me down. I felt my body tense up and I felt sparks racing through my body. Mike felt it to because he slipped another finger in and started going faster and harder. That was all I needed and I came with such a force that my body started shaking uncontrollably. Mike was having a hell of a time trying to hold me down. He did not stop though he whispered into my drenched pussy that I was going to get everything a bad girl like me deserved. He looked up at me and said.
“Baby, you that horny you cannot get enough from hubby!”
Mike continued licking and probing me with his fingers. I could not take much more. Every time he licked, I bucked. It took almost all his strength to hold me down. I finally could not take anymore and I came hard then I had this morning with my dildo...shit don't even think about what Tim did for me. My body was shaking with pleasure, I had goose bumps all over my body and my nipples were so hard they hurt. Mike removed his fingers, as he did I felt a gush of juice flow from me freely.
He takes his finger and gently begins slowly flicking it over my throbbing clit as he breathes harder. With the other hand, he reaches and pinches my nipple, squeezing it with his thumb and middle finger and he runs his pointer back and forth over it. My body shakes wildly as he continues the torture on my body. "Please baby! Fuck me, lick my pussy, do something!"
"You hot little fucking housewife...you my slut...you wants it bad, I can see that you need it bad! Well you can't have it." He straddles my body, his hard cock aimed at my lips. He plunges all 8 inches of his rock- hard cock into my mouth, making me gag. As he violently fuck’s my throat, he reaches back and once again begins teasing my sore nipples. Smack! He slaps one of my tits. "Suck it harder for me, slut." I tongue his entire cock, sucking harder and harder on it.
He pulls out of my mouth and once again retreats down to my soaking wet pussy. He begins flicking his tongue back and forth over my swollen clit. My body jolts under his grip
"Mmm you like that huh? I bet you really want my cock now! Tell me what you are. Tell me you're a cock craving whore."
"Oh Baby I am your cock craving whore! Please fuck me. I need your cock so bad!"
God was I drenched and so were his fingers.
Mike stood up and his face was completely soaked with a combination of my nectar and sweat. It apparently took a lot of energy to hold me down. Through my quivering lips and clamped teeth, I asked him if he was all right. He said yes, laughed and asked if I was. I quit shaking and answered him with a deep breath and a wow. Mike smiled at me and said so you think your done do you. I tried to jump off the counter as fast as my wobbly legs would take me, but Mike caught me in his arms as my feet almost hit the floor.
Mike placed me back on the counter and with one arm he held me and with the other he stripped off his pants, he kind of had a hard time trying to get the boxers over his large erect member. When he finally did his cock bounced and my mouth watered. I knew it would be awhile before I taste his sweet cream again. My god he was big, no wonder I needed that big monster, it would make me calm and content for the next few days.
The counter was just low enough for him to stand and reach my still drenched pussy.
Mike slid the head of his member up and down my slit, every time he hit my hard clit it made me squirm under him. I was still very sensitive. I begged him not to tease anymore. He only smiled and used his head to flick my clit again, with every touch I was getting hotter and hornier. I finally could take no more and begged him to make love to me. Mike asked me if I really wanted it and I screamed.
“Oh please yes, please give it to me you know how much I look forward to your visits!”
” Baby, your husband, he is not giving you any cock these days?”
“Oh he tried this morning…god what a waste of time that was, he just cannot do anything for me, and you know that!”
Mike inched his way closer and closer to my hole and dipped the tip of his cock in me and he kept going back and forth just with the tip. I tried to pull him in deeper, with his knees against the counter; there was nothing, I could do to budge him. I could not take much more of this. I had never wanted a man in me as bad as I did at this moment. Then as though he could read my mind he thrust into me as hard as he could, making my head hit the wall behind me. I did not feel any pain all I could feel was his hard member slamming in and out of my tight wet pussy. It felt so good; I knew it would not be long before I had another mind-blowing orgasm. I felt my body tense up and the warmth coming and Mike felt it too and stopped. Oh, God was this torture. Mike pulled out of me and pulled me off the counter.
“No, no you got to give me some I beg you give me some cock!”
Mike ripped his shirt off, turned me around, and pushed me face first towards the counter. He bent me over and my bare breasts hit the cold counter making my nipples hard and sent cold shivers up my body. Mike teased my pussy a little more with the head of his cock and slammed it in to me causing my ribs to hit the counter. My eyes watered from the pleasure. Sure enough, all I could feel was his long shaft going harder and deeper into me. I could feel every inch of him and he was hitting the pleasure spot deep in me. I cried out when I felt the surge run through my body again and like before Mike stopped. He stuck his cock back in my pussy and trusted a few more times just to get himself covered in my juice as he fingered my ass making sure it stayed wet and slick too. He removed his finger and cock in unison.
“Fuck me baby, fuck me you big stud, fuck your Monday whore!”
Mike teased my tight hole with the head of his cock and arranged me on the counter so he could get a straight entrance in. Mike pushed himself in me surprisingly easier considering how rough he was earlier. He moved in deeper and deeper stretching my pussy to fit around his hard, thick cock. It started to feel so good my pussy was responding with lots of moisture.
Mike grabbed a hold of my tits and thrust deeper into me. I wanted him as deep as he could go so our bodies were coming together simultaneously. I felt it coming and I knew this time it was going to go all the way, I started pushing harder and harder into him and he into me. I finally let go and I came hard. Mike continued to pump me hard until he moaned loud and trusted one last time and emptied his load deep into me.
We stood there for a few minutes trying to catch our breaths. Mike kissed my neck and laid his head on my back, and pulled out of me. "That has got to be the best fucking sex I have had since I was here two weeks ago.”
I giggled, "Give me a few minutes and we will do it again."
He laughed as he pulled his cock out of me, "thank you but I have to go and you will just need to be content with our Monday afternoon sessions." We went to the bathroom to clean up and I sent him on his way.
3:45 PM – Put some things in the washer, cleaned up the bathroom and made the bed. I started putting on my make up and getting ready for dinner at the club with Tim. I was to meet him at 6:30 P.M. I stood in front of her full-length mirror, admiring my nude body. I looked down at my legs, my long legs that were my father’s gift to me, my stomach, relentlessly flattened by thousands of sit-ups at the gym. I gently caressed my breasts, teasing my soft nipples with my fingertips until they hardened into tight brown points, and I cooed softly with delight. They did not stick straight out, they still looked ripe and heavy, and their weight gave them just the right amount of jiggle when I walked. The thrill of seeing men stare with lust at my tits more than mitigated any embarrassment might feel. She could not wait to feel that delicious sense of power I have over men.
It did not take me long to dress. Black lace thong panties, than a black mini-skirt cut 6-inches above my knees. A pale blue silk blouse that brought out my eyes, almost sheer enough to, almost see my nipples. I left the first three buttons undone, enough to show the first cool inch of my deep cleavage. I stepped into my 4-inch black high heels. I looked gorgeous, hot, sexy, provocative, a head-turner.
I drove my Buick Park Avenue across town, to the club, as I pulled into the drive I said in a low voice (show time!) I was ready.
6:45 PM – I loved, LOVED, to show my body to men, boys, anyone who would look at me and drool I could not do it as often as I liked, the risks were too great, to my reputation and to Tim’s, to our marriage. Damn I just could not resist. I walked into the club and headed to the bar to find Tim setting with two other members at one of the tables by the window. I made my way over to Tim and the other two men and was introduced to the by Tim and got my kiss on the cheek from my better half. Oh yes, the loving couple, and all the men envied Tim for what he had next to him.
I found myself facing the other two men in business suite across the small table from Tim and me, as both were facing in my direction. I looked across at the two and noticed each of the men glanced over at me, taking in my long legs. When I sat down I had to remember to cross my legs, other wise my thong would show and the sweet spot was open for all to see because the dress was just too short.
I made sure that I took my time and did it very slowly when I crossed my long legs and the short skit hiked up almost to my thighs. I grinned to myself as I made sure they were watching and slowly uncrossed my legs, leaving them open just long enough for them to see what they were looking for. With the thong on, they could not see anything, but men still want to look and dream about what if! No one could see what I was doing unless; they were setting at either of those two chairs. They tried to look away but their eyes kept coming back for a peek and every time I uncrossed my legs two sets of eyes were glued to my crotch, as I eased my legs open a little bit more.
Oh, me…oh shit…Marca you can get in some big trouble…deep do-do this way. I have always been a tiger in bed…never seeming to get enough fucking. Lately, it is all I can do to get enough. It seems like the more cock I have the more I want. The waiter comes over to tell Tim our table was ready.
I looked up and smiled, said how nice it was to meet them, nodded and gathered my things up and headed toward the dinning room and our table.
10:30 PM – I was just slipping on my nightgown after washing my face and making myself ready for bed. The two glasses of wine was going to allow me to relax enough to get a good night sleep. I come out of the bath to see Tim reading some thing and he looks up just as I make my way to my side of the bed. As I pull the sheet back, he turns off the light and slips his arm around my shoulder as my head falls on the pillow.
Tim kisses me on the cheek and than begins to tell me how wonderful I am, how great I look, how I make him feel special when I am with him. “Marca…my business associates told me you are the prettiest woman they had every seen…I am the luckiest man on the face of the earth, I love you so much!” My hand move down to his thigh and I felt him lower his mouth to my breast. “Oh Tim, it is I, who is the luck one, where would I be without you!” His mouth locked on to my nipple and he was sucking like a baby after dinner. I moved my hand to his crouch…his little thing was firming up, bless his heart, god had not given him a penis, to please any woman. The sad thing is, I think he knew it.
I took hold of his the little worm with my index finger, thumb, and began to stroke it. I moved on to my side to give him better access to my nipple and I could jerk him faster, to get this over with quicker.
“Oh Tim, your business friends they did think I was pretty?”
He just nodded and moaned as he sucked my nipple. Looking down on his genitals, they appeared even smaller than I had remembered. They seemed, over the last few months of my involvement with my hung friends, to be literally disappearing.
As I had over the past year, I tried to play with Tim’s little nub of a penis by first clasping it between my thumb and forefinger and gently pulling on it. I would almost start laughing as I did this, because the way the little thing would stretch reminded me of old rubber band. God, he is so little, I caught myself thinking.
“Tim, they kept trying to look up my dress the dirty old men…!”
His little dick throbbed in my fingers when I said that, wow this turns him on knowing they were looking up my dress trying to see my pussy.
“Oh Tim, your so hard baby, wow I cannot believe how hard you are, oh Tim go off baby shoot it hard…!”
After 2 or 3 minutes, he began grunting and going through the usual gyration of his orgasm. I found myself annoyed. All this grunting and bluster about what I knew was a drip of semen. When I had given him oral sex in the past, I found I often did not even know when he came—except for all the grunting and writhing around—because his sperm was so minimal. Tim would go off and I would get a tissue from the nigh stand and wipe up his little mess and say. “All finish honey…was it good...?”
“Oh god Marca, yes…damn was it…!”
“I was just ready to suck on you, when you went off…you had a big load tonight…!”
“Marca, I am sorry they tried to look up your dress and embarrassed you like that…!”
“Tim, I was turned on when they looked at me, knowing they were thinking how much they envy you…!”
“Marca, you telling me all that and you touching me, made me get so hard; I cannot remember when I was that hard…! Honey, what about you, I need to make love to you…!”
“Oh, I will make you work over time come this weekend…you need to sleep baby, you need your rest…night honey, I love you…!”
Tim mumbled I love you to me and was out in a matter of minutes; I lay in the dark thinking to myself…thank god I had Mike today! Than my mind race to Tuesday…what did I have going for tomorrow?
11:05 PM – Night everyone, sleep well…!
to be continued....
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A few weeks went by and Tim had been home a while...damn when is he going on a trip?
05:45 A.M. – Monday - Tim was waking and I look down to see that the sheet had tented around his little Pee-Pee as he lay on his back. If I keep my eyes shut, he may not want to mess around this early in the morning. All men wake with that piss hard-on and no matter the size, it is standing tall in the dawn’s early light. Oh, if he would just go take his shower and go on to work, I would have a better day. Than I feel the bed, move and I know he is setting up on the edge of the bed.
I peek and see my husband sitting on the edge of the bed, than he, reach’s over and start to finger my pussy, spreading my lips for his morning fun…god I hope it is just for his tongue. Tim leans over, runes his tongue up and down and all over my lips and tease my clit. I grab the back of his head and grind my pussy in his face, smearing my juices all over his face. He pulls back long enough to slide a finger inside of my pussy, and then continue licking, sucking and just plain driving me wild. Finally, I have a small orgasm all over his hand and face.
I feel the bed move and I know he is moving his body over mine using the head of his cock to tease my pussy, this is not going to do anything for me…not at six in the morning. I roll over on my side to face away from him hoping he gets the hint that I am not in the mood. Not, in the mood That quote is not in my vocabulary…will not for his little thing. I feel him lay beside me and spoon me…oh shit, please no not this time of day…this will just making me wild with desire for cock the rest of the day. His hands go to my hip and I'm pulled back against him..the boy is wanting his cock inside of me, Damn if he just had an average size cock this would not be so bad. Finally, I give him his hearts' desire and he enters me in one smooth thrust.
“Oh yes Marca, oh honey you feel so good! Yes, that is so good!”
I whisper to him as his head rest near my face…”Deeper, I want you to take me deeper Tim…stuffs me full with your cock.”
I feel my pussy grip his cock as he move inside of me faster and harder. Feel my pussy get tighter as I start to anticipate a small orgasm, feeling it build, wanting him to go off. Feel my pussy pulsate around his cock as my juices flow all over his little dick, damn...all it is doing is making me wetter and hotter for a bigger one. I love to get it from behind, a big cock pounding my pussy deep, fast, and hard. Will I can see I better help little we-we get this over with.
"Yes fuck me baby make me feel that cock deep. Fuck me faster, harder; fuck my pussy deep until you explode and empty your load in my pussy let my pussy empty you of every drop...oh yes...hard Tim...fuck me harder...!"
Tim, reach forward and rub my back as he shoots his little tea spoon of sperm into my fold. We lay cuddling spoon fashion. Gently he is holding me; I can tell he is not ready to let all the sensations stop, wanting the morning delight to last just a little while longer.
09:15 AM – I woke to find Tim was gone and his early morning poke session had put me back to sleep for a sound rest. I slipped a finger to my fold to find it wet and my clit stiff. My index finger began to roll over and around the clit making me thing of some big cock lover.
“Damn you Tim, you just make me horny when you fuck me like that, I have a sex high all day! Oh, it is Monday…oh yes the third Monday of the month!”
My fingers were now rubbing frantically at that delightful place between my legs as I recalled the last big cock I had. Faster and faster, my fingertip rubbed my tiny clitoris and the vision of the big cock man became clearer.
I suddenly pulled my finger from my clit and rolled over to reach into the drawer of the bedside night stand. Moments later, I was again on my back with one finger back to rubbing my spot while my other hand drove the large dildo deep into the depths of my womanhood. My hand holding the thick latex cock did not move but remained rigid while I began to hump my hips up and down on it in frantic abandonment as the orgasm began to creep through my body. My hips were thrashing about wildly as I humped up and down onto the dildo now embedded deep inside me. My finger was going crazy as I rubbed myself harder and faster until suddenly that wonderful orgasm caused my whole body to shake in pure pleasure as my juices splattered over the shaft of the fake cock, inside me. My moans became louder and my eyes began to sparkle as I trembled in the throes of the eruption inside me.
"God Marca" I thought to myself. "That is a great way to wake up girl."
I lay in bed thinking of my day ahead and knew I had to get up and get to the gym.
10:30 AM – I slunk into a pair of lose fitting walking shorts, that just did cover my ass cheeks, tennis shoes, and my sports bra. You could kind of see my nipples through it, especially if they were hard, but I did not mind, and headed out to the gym. I found that if I got there before 11:30 I beat the lunch crowd that not only would I not have to worry about a line for the stair stepper, but I would also be giving out my morning show.
I guess that I have always felt that if you have it, then why not flaunt it and I do flaunt myself quite a bit. My morning show, every morning they were there. This was a group of young hunks, who came at lunchtime and worked out for an hour. First, they would begin with some light stretching and then advance from the lighter to heavier weights. Every time they would watch me. I had caught them watching me in the past, hell I loved the attention.
Many, if not all the eyes of the men in the room turned toward me briefly before returning to their own labor; they watched me as I bent over at the waist, my beautiful ass pointed toward the center of the room. I went though my 5-minute warm up routine of stretching. I retied my shoelaces slowly, and slowly slid down my sweat pants. Again, people’s heads turned to watch me, and this time they lingered more. I bent over again, the shorts tightening against the curves of my butt, my legs stretching out, as I retie the other shoe. There was no doubt that I was putting on a show for them, but also for everyone else in the room that chanced to glance over. I suddenly realized that my moons of my ass cheeks with these shorts rode up high that they slipped into my fold.
I stood again, and turning toward the room, again looked at them, pure, raw seduction in my stare. As I climbed up onto the Stair master, I reached forward to the controls. I could feel the side of my left breast go firm, the nipple hard. I was working up a significant sweat on the Stair master, and my top was clinging to my back. When I stepped from the machine, some 15-minutes later and turned again toward the room, my chest was glistening, and my top was clinging to my breast, my nipples standing firm and erect. I knew full well, the effect I was having on them and the room.
I moved in the direction of the weight-machines. I stood straddling the seat, and stretched around the machine to adjust the weights. My shorts, again rode up, showing the crescent moons of my ass. The sight had to be amazing, and I hoped caused them to become even more aroused. Before moving back around to sit down in the unit, I reached back with my right hand and drew it up along the back of my leg
I moved to another station, I think all the men in the room did, and even some of the women. The men seemed too clustered around me, with the equipment farther away virtually empty. I moved over to the Hip Abduction machine. A few minutes into my workout, I realized that half the room had walked by the front of my machine. I realized that I had not worn any underwear under my shorts. The glimpses of my lips were brief and vague, but there was no mistaking what was visible. I think they could even see a glistening, be it of sweat or something else. After a hard hour plus work out, I looked up briefly as I walked by, the three studs on my way to take a shower to see them staring at me. Perfect understanding was shared between us, and without a word said they new and I new that my public display was all for them.
1:15 PM – It was a late lunch and a trip to the mall to pick up some things for Tim.
2:20 PM – I drove into my drive and was getting out of the car when the water service, company truck drove up. My big stud, the water service man Mike was bring me my two jugs of water and my afternoon delight. I had water delivered twice a month, on the first and third week of each month. The only reason we had water delivery service was Mike. One of my horny girl friends sent him over one morning to show me her new stud she was fucking. An hour after he got here I had signed up for water and his twice a month fuck from me. My girl friend never knew I was doing him. She and I are real good friends!
The moment he had his water jugs changed out, I felt Mike rubbing his hands up and down the outside of my thighs. I let him caress my body and my breasts for a few minutes then I turned around. Mike moved back from me and said damn you look good in those workout shorts. I smiled sexy like and said thank you. At that moment, he had on his company uniform with the top two buttons open on his shirt. God seeing him in that made my head whirl. He looked so sexy. Six foot five, two hundred fifty pounds and a body builder on top of all that just made my head spin.
Mike kissed me pushed me against the counter and roughly brought his hands up the outside of my thighs bringing them up to my waist. Then he picked me up and put me on the counter, never taking his mouth from mine. He removed his lips from mine and started licking all the way down my neck, making me as hot as his breath.
“Oh Mike I have been horny all weekend…god I need you, need you bad!”
I felt the moisture growing all over my pussy. Mike pulled my sports bra up over my head and my 40DD fell out in front of his face. He worked my nipples in and out of his mouth. He bit them hard enough to make me yelp in pain, and as he did it, my pussy got hotter and wetter. Mike flicked his tongue against my nipple and ripples shot through my body from the nap of my neck to the tips of my toes.
“Please fuck me, please I need it, I need it bad!”
Mike must have realized I was going crazy. He began to lick further down my body, making me moan with every flick of his tongue. He got to my stomach and licked at my belly button, then worked his way down my thighs. I felt ready to explode, but his teasing continued. Mike ran his tongue down the inside of my thigh; his hot breath near my honey pot made me shiver in anticipation. Mike looked up at me and smiled ever so cocky. He licked all the way down to my ankle and kissed the top of my feet. Mike moved over to the other leg and repeated the process but going up this time. This time he took time with his tongue around the back of my knee, which made me jump again.
I reached down and pulled my shorts past my ass, trying to slip them off so I could get on with what I had hurried home for and believe me it was not for a glass of water. Mike pulled my shorts off my legs and flipped them across the kitchen toward the backdoor. He got up and pushed me further back on the counter somewhat roughly, and spread my legs as far as they would go. He pushed two fingers in me hard making me cry out in pain and pleasure. Then he opened up my lips and used his teeth to pull at my clit, making it hard. Mike used his tongue and licked me hard and fast while fucking me hard with his fingers.
“Yes, god damn it yes, oh yes baby, keep going, yes!”
I was ready to climb up the kitchen cabinets, and I would have if his strong biceps were not holding me down. I felt my body tense up and I felt sparks racing through my body. Mike felt it to because he slipped another finger in and started going faster and harder. That was all I needed and I came with such a force that my body started shaking uncontrollably. Mike was having a hell of a time trying to hold me down. He did not stop though he whispered into my drenched pussy that I was going to get everything a bad girl like me deserved. He looked up at me and said.
“Baby, you that horny you cannot get enough from hubby!”
Mike continued licking and probing me with his fingers. I could not take much more. Every time he licked, I bucked. It took almost all his strength to hold me down. I finally could not take anymore and I came hard then I had this morning with my dildo...shit don't even think about what Tim did for me. My body was shaking with pleasure, I had goose bumps all over my body and my nipples were so hard they hurt. Mike removed his fingers, as he did I felt a gush of juice flow from me freely.
He takes his finger and gently begins slowly flicking it over my throbbing clit as he breathes harder. With the other hand, he reaches and pinches my nipple, squeezing it with his thumb and middle finger and he runs his pointer back and forth over it. My body shakes wildly as he continues the torture on my body. "Please baby! Fuck me, lick my pussy, do something!"
"You hot little fucking housewife...you my slut...you wants it bad, I can see that you need it bad! Well you can't have it." He straddles my body, his hard cock aimed at my lips. He plunges all 8 inches of his rock- hard cock into my mouth, making me gag. As he violently fuck’s my throat, he reaches back and once again begins teasing my sore nipples. Smack! He slaps one of my tits. "Suck it harder for me, slut." I tongue his entire cock, sucking harder and harder on it.
He pulls out of my mouth and once again retreats down to my soaking wet pussy. He begins flicking his tongue back and forth over my swollen clit. My body jolts under his grip
"Mmm you like that huh? I bet you really want my cock now! Tell me what you are. Tell me you're a cock craving whore."
"Oh Baby I am your cock craving whore! Please fuck me. I need your cock so bad!"
God was I drenched and so were his fingers.
Mike stood up and his face was completely soaked with a combination of my nectar and sweat. It apparently took a lot of energy to hold me down. Through my quivering lips and clamped teeth, I asked him if he was all right. He said yes, laughed and asked if I was. I quit shaking and answered him with a deep breath and a wow. Mike smiled at me and said so you think your done do you. I tried to jump off the counter as fast as my wobbly legs would take me, but Mike caught me in his arms as my feet almost hit the floor.
Mike placed me back on the counter and with one arm he held me and with the other he stripped off his pants, he kind of had a hard time trying to get the boxers over his large erect member. When he finally did his cock bounced and my mouth watered. I knew it would be awhile before I taste his sweet cream again. My god he was big, no wonder I needed that big monster, it would make me calm and content for the next few days.
The counter was just low enough for him to stand and reach my still drenched pussy.
Mike slid the head of his member up and down my slit, every time he hit my hard clit it made me squirm under him. I was still very sensitive. I begged him not to tease anymore. He only smiled and used his head to flick my clit again, with every touch I was getting hotter and hornier. I finally could take no more and begged him to make love to me. Mike asked me if I really wanted it and I screamed.
“Oh please yes, please give it to me you know how much I look forward to your visits!”
” Baby, your husband, he is not giving you any cock these days?”
“Oh he tried this morning…god what a waste of time that was, he just cannot do anything for me, and you know that!”
Mike inched his way closer and closer to my hole and dipped the tip of his cock in me and he kept going back and forth just with the tip. I tried to pull him in deeper, with his knees against the counter; there was nothing, I could do to budge him. I could not take much more of this. I had never wanted a man in me as bad as I did at this moment. Then as though he could read my mind he thrust into me as hard as he could, making my head hit the wall behind me. I did not feel any pain all I could feel was his hard member slamming in and out of my tight wet pussy. It felt so good; I knew it would not be long before I had another mind-blowing orgasm. I felt my body tense up and the warmth coming and Mike felt it too and stopped. Oh, God was this torture. Mike pulled out of me and pulled me off the counter.
“No, no you got to give me some I beg you give me some cock!”
Mike ripped his shirt off, turned me around, and pushed me face first towards the counter. He bent me over and my bare breasts hit the cold counter making my nipples hard and sent cold shivers up my body. Mike teased my pussy a little more with the head of his cock and slammed it in to me causing my ribs to hit the counter. My eyes watered from the pleasure. Sure enough, all I could feel was his long shaft going harder and deeper into me. I could feel every inch of him and he was hitting the pleasure spot deep in me. I cried out when I felt the surge run through my body again and like before Mike stopped. He stuck his cock back in my pussy and trusted a few more times just to get himself covered in my juice as he fingered my ass making sure it stayed wet and slick too. He removed his finger and cock in unison.
“Fuck me baby, fuck me you big stud, fuck your Monday whore!”
Mike teased my tight hole with the head of his cock and arranged me on the counter so he could get a straight entrance in. Mike pushed himself in me surprisingly easier considering how rough he was earlier. He moved in deeper and deeper stretching my pussy to fit around his hard, thick cock. It started to feel so good my pussy was responding with lots of moisture.
Mike grabbed a hold of my tits and thrust deeper into me. I wanted him as deep as he could go so our bodies were coming together simultaneously. I felt it coming and I knew this time it was going to go all the way, I started pushing harder and harder into him and he into me. I finally let go and I came hard. Mike continued to pump me hard until he moaned loud and trusted one last time and emptied his load deep into me.
We stood there for a few minutes trying to catch our breaths. Mike kissed my neck and laid his head on my back, and pulled out of me. "That has got to be the best fucking sex I have had since I was here two weeks ago.”
I giggled, "Give me a few minutes and we will do it again."
He laughed as he pulled his cock out of me, "thank you but I have to go and you will just need to be content with our Monday afternoon sessions." We went to the bathroom to clean up and I sent him on his way.
3:45 PM – Put some things in the washer, cleaned up the bathroom and made the bed. I started putting on my make up and getting ready for dinner at the club with Tim. I was to meet him at 6:30 P.M. I stood in front of her full-length mirror, admiring my nude body. I looked down at my legs, my long legs that were my father’s gift to me, my stomach, relentlessly flattened by thousands of sit-ups at the gym. I gently caressed my breasts, teasing my soft nipples with my fingertips until they hardened into tight brown points, and I cooed softly with delight. They did not stick straight out, they still looked ripe and heavy, and their weight gave them just the right amount of jiggle when I walked. The thrill of seeing men stare with lust at my tits more than mitigated any embarrassment might feel. She could not wait to feel that delicious sense of power I have over men.
It did not take me long to dress. Black lace thong panties, than a black mini-skirt cut 6-inches above my knees. A pale blue silk blouse that brought out my eyes, almost sheer enough to, almost see my nipples. I left the first three buttons undone, enough to show the first cool inch of my deep cleavage. I stepped into my 4-inch black high heels. I looked gorgeous, hot, sexy, provocative, a head-turner.
I drove my Buick Park Avenue across town, to the club, as I pulled into the drive I said in a low voice (show time!) I was ready.
6:45 PM – I loved, LOVED, to show my body to men, boys, anyone who would look at me and drool I could not do it as often as I liked, the risks were too great, to my reputation and to Tim’s, to our marriage. Damn I just could not resist. I walked into the club and headed to the bar to find Tim setting with two other members at one of the tables by the window. I made my way over to Tim and the other two men and was introduced to the by Tim and got my kiss on the cheek from my better half. Oh yes, the loving couple, and all the men envied Tim for what he had next to him.
I found myself facing the other two men in business suite across the small table from Tim and me, as both were facing in my direction. I looked across at the two and noticed each of the men glanced over at me, taking in my long legs. When I sat down I had to remember to cross my legs, other wise my thong would show and the sweet spot was open for all to see because the dress was just too short.
I made sure that I took my time and did it very slowly when I crossed my long legs and the short skit hiked up almost to my thighs. I grinned to myself as I made sure they were watching and slowly uncrossed my legs, leaving them open just long enough for them to see what they were looking for. With the thong on, they could not see anything, but men still want to look and dream about what if! No one could see what I was doing unless; they were setting at either of those two chairs. They tried to look away but their eyes kept coming back for a peek and every time I uncrossed my legs two sets of eyes were glued to my crotch, as I eased my legs open a little bit more.
Oh, me…oh shit…Marca you can get in some big trouble…deep do-do this way. I have always been a tiger in bed…never seeming to get enough fucking. Lately, it is all I can do to get enough. It seems like the more cock I have the more I want. The waiter comes over to tell Tim our table was ready.
I looked up and smiled, said how nice it was to meet them, nodded and gathered my things up and headed toward the dinning room and our table.
10:30 PM – I was just slipping on my nightgown after washing my face and making myself ready for bed. The two glasses of wine was going to allow me to relax enough to get a good night sleep. I come out of the bath to see Tim reading some thing and he looks up just as I make my way to my side of the bed. As I pull the sheet back, he turns off the light and slips his arm around my shoulder as my head falls on the pillow.
Tim kisses me on the cheek and than begins to tell me how wonderful I am, how great I look, how I make him feel special when I am with him. “Marca…my business associates told me you are the prettiest woman they had every seen…I am the luckiest man on the face of the earth, I love you so much!” My hand move down to his thigh and I felt him lower his mouth to my breast. “Oh Tim, it is I, who is the luck one, where would I be without you!” His mouth locked on to my nipple and he was sucking like a baby after dinner. I moved my hand to his crouch…his little thing was firming up, bless his heart, god had not given him a penis, to please any woman. The sad thing is, I think he knew it.
I took hold of his the little worm with my index finger, thumb, and began to stroke it. I moved on to my side to give him better access to my nipple and I could jerk him faster, to get this over with quicker.
“Oh Tim, your business friends they did think I was pretty?”
He just nodded and moaned as he sucked my nipple. Looking down on his genitals, they appeared even smaller than I had remembered. They seemed, over the last few months of my involvement with my hung friends, to be literally disappearing.
As I had over the past year, I tried to play with Tim’s little nub of a penis by first clasping it between my thumb and forefinger and gently pulling on it. I would almost start laughing as I did this, because the way the little thing would stretch reminded me of old rubber band. God, he is so little, I caught myself thinking.
“Tim, they kept trying to look up my dress the dirty old men…!”
His little dick throbbed in my fingers when I said that, wow this turns him on knowing they were looking up my dress trying to see my pussy.
“Oh Tim, your so hard baby, wow I cannot believe how hard you are, oh Tim go off baby shoot it hard…!”
After 2 or 3 minutes, he began grunting and going through the usual gyration of his orgasm. I found myself annoyed. All this grunting and bluster about what I knew was a drip of semen. When I had given him oral sex in the past, I found I often did not even know when he came—except for all the grunting and writhing around—because his sperm was so minimal. Tim would go off and I would get a tissue from the nigh stand and wipe up his little mess and say. “All finish honey…was it good...?”
“Oh god Marca, yes…damn was it…!”
“I was just ready to suck on you, when you went off…you had a big load tonight…!”
“Marca, I am sorry they tried to look up your dress and embarrassed you like that…!”
“Tim, I was turned on when they looked at me, knowing they were thinking how much they envy you…!”
“Marca, you telling me all that and you touching me, made me get so hard; I cannot remember when I was that hard…! Honey, what about you, I need to make love to you…!”
“Oh, I will make you work over time come this weekend…you need to sleep baby, you need your rest…night honey, I love you…!”
Tim mumbled I love you to me and was out in a matter of minutes; I lay in the dark thinking to myself…thank god I had Mike today! Than my mind race to Tuesday…what did I have going for tomorrow?
11:05 PM – Night everyone, sleep well…!
to be continued....
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