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22/09/2010
Ms Marca Ch 13
I awakened the next morning a little aroused. Hell after last night I was horny as hell and ready for more. Tim had left for work just a few minutes ago, as I played asleep so as not to face him and question he might have. The time was 09:10 AM. I got up had my shower and did my make up to look like a hot bitch...ready to play.
Peter really slept late. I had not heard him since I woke at just after 7 AM. God what a fucking I got last night! What a fantastic night we had! Peter was an incredible fuck! He was experienced, he knew what he was doing, he had done it before, yet it seemed like he had not done it that often. God he was good…maybe it was his big cock.
I had to go see where he was what he was doing…I wanted some cock, morning cock. I moved down the hall to his bedroom, open the door to see him asleep on his back, just a sheet covering his mid section. I gently slipped into bed beside him and moved the sheet off him, revealing his naked body in all its glory. He continued to sleep. His cock…oh that big beautiful cock resting off to one side across his belly like a sleeping snake, the purple head resting as if ready for action if called on. I lightly placed my hand on the outside of his far leg and gently stroked it. I caressed up his thigh and along the outside of his ass.
I leaned over and kissed him on his limp, but big…god was it big…his happy stick. I licked and kissed the baby maker each time I would pull back and view the monster that had made me feel so good last night. Using only my tongue and lips, I made love to his cock as if it was a precious jewel. I kissed and licked on the love stick and I could not hold back any longer I had to suck it. I place the head in my lips, began to gobble and suck the pink snake into my mouth; running my tongue over and around the head. The next thing I knew I had it getting hard and stiff. Oh, I was going to get my morning treat and not a little Pee-Pee, but a real treat.
I looked up to see him resting on his elbows looking down at me as I sucked the firm sausage; I stopped when I saw him looking at me with a smile on his face. I let the big hard worm slip from my lips, I lowered my head, and with a sly grin, I said good morning. He blinked his eyes, squinting at me. He smiled and I kissed his mouth, lips smacking.
”Marca I got to piss baby…let me up!” I watched him get up and walk to the bath and he turned and looked at me…”I hope I can piss with this hard-on!” It took a minute or two than I heard him pissing in the toilet making that sound of water falling into a pool. I must have really exhausted him last night! I wonder if he is up to it this early in the morning. He came back to bed, and sat down on the edge as I moved up next to him and kissed him on the cheek. “Peter are you rested…did you sleep well?” his hand felt good on my skin as he caressed me, and I closed my eyes. I kissed his lips again, trying to open his mouth.
“No.” He protested, “I have really bad breath!”
“I can taste dick breath, but that was from just a few minutes ago…but so what.” I said, kissing him again. His hand had traveled up to my full hard breast and he gently squeezed it. He could feel my nipple harden in his hand. I could feel myself getting a little wet as his hand massaged my nipples. His hand trailed down over my stomach, running his fingers through my mound. He found the moist folds of my slit, and he lightly ran a finger between them. His middle finger tickled my clit, sending bolts of pleasure up my body.
“Mmmm…” I purred. I could feel my pussy flooding, and I parted my legs a little more. Peter squeezed a leg in between my legs, and climbed on top of me. I opened my legs wide, accommodating him. My breathing deepened and I slid my feet up the bed, giving myself to him. He held himself up on his arms, looking down on me.
“Shit baby you stay horny, are you like this every morning?” I smiled up at him and said…”only when I have a big cock in the house! Some days I have to use one of my toys.”
He laughed and looked back down…”did Tim get any ass this morning?”
I looked up at Peter and putting my arms up on his shoulders to hold him, I said. “Oh no Peter I promised you he is not getting any pussy this week, I am not even letting him touch me…I promise you that my ass was for you and you only this week!”
“Marca, if I find out you are fucking him while I am here…I am out of here that day!”
He was wide-awake now, and he was looking at me lustfully…”Peter he is not going to touch me! Please I will make you this agreement…any time, any place, at your bidding!” My breasts were heaving, and his rock hard penis lay resting in the fold of my pussy. He had to feel my wetness along his shaft. Without using his hands, he ran the head of his cock down the petals of my treasure until he felt the intense heat of my entrance.
“I promise you I won’t let him have any pussy this week!”
I licked my lips as I watched him, my heart pounding in anticipation. There was nothing more incredible than feeling the tip of a well-hung man’s cock touching my pussy. He pushed forward, his mushroom head forcing its way into my moistening tunnel.
“Oh baby let me hold it and put it in…” I sighed, wincing as I arched my head back. My left hand slid down to his waist, urging him towards me. My right hand took hold of his cock and I guide it with out looking down to my love tunnel. I was in heaven, the head of his cock lowered into my tight pussy. He pushed harder, slipping more of his manhood into me.
He was in me half way, but I had not yet had the time to get sufficiently wet to take such a huge cock. He pulled back most of the way out of me, pausing letting me adjust to it. He tried again. This time, sliding nearly his entire organ into me…“Oh yes…sweet Jesus yes, oh yes!” I moaned as my eyes closed as I felt myself fill up. My pussy was gripping him so tightly. He pulled back halfway, and thrust into me again, this time not stopping until his penis touched the back of my needy vagina. My fingers lightly clawed at his back. I could get used to this…having this every morning…oh god having this size every morning! He was stretching me so deep...so wide!
Holding himself up on his arms still, Peter began to thrust in and out of me using long strokes. He was watching my big hard tits bounce with every thrust, and my head arching back in ecstasy. The way his long pole glided along the walls of my pussy had me on the verge of orgasm in no time. He had not even fucked me hard yet!
“Unh…Unh…Unh…Unh…Unh! Oh Peter this pussy is yours anytime you want it baby!” I moaned as his rod slid in and out of my hungry tunnel of love. I raised my feet off the bed, increasing the fantastic feeling in my crotch when I did so. My hands pressed into his ass, urging him onward. He obliged me, sliding in and out of my wet hole a little faster.
I stopped moaning, as my entire body clenching up as the tingling sensation built and built. Through the silence, Peter continued to pound into me. My face was wincing, my hands were squeezing his ass, and my feet were flailing behind him.
“Oh…”I released my orgasm with a loud moan, stretching my legs out far above him as my toes curled and I wiggled them as I felt pleasure run from my pussy to my toes. My thighs were squeezing him so hard he found it difficult to give it to me at the current pace. He still managed to drive his hard organ home, though, showing no mercy. “Oh God yes…oh yes fuck me Peter. Fuck me hard…oh yes!” I gasped, still going off. My heart was about to explode through my chest! He was just so huge! It felt as if his cock was driving right through my stomach!
I was finally able to relax a little, the intensity fading somewhat. My legs came down, loosening their grip on him. Peter bent and kissed me, than he was sucking on my nipples, than back to my mouth; caught up in the moment, I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue inside. Neither of us noticed any morning breath – perhaps we were too into our sex!
He kissed me passionately as he slid his penis in and out of my vagina. Suddenly, to my disappointment, he slid his dick out of me. It seemed to take forever to pull out, inch after inch slid along the inside of my pussy until he finally got the whole thing out. He broke the kiss, rose up on his knees, and shot cream all over my boobs face and tried to get it into my mouth. He jerked his cock moving it near my face and still more ropes of cream splashed on my face and this time into my mouth. It seems he took forever to milk his worm dry and when he did, he fell down on his back beside me. I quickly scrambled on top of him, straddling him.
“No.” he breathed, “I got to meet Tim for lunch and you have worn me out.” If it were possible, I grew even more turned on by his words. “Fuck Marca you’re a mess…go take a shower, while I get a shower. Get me some coffee!” He climbed off the bed and I called out to him as he headed for the bathroom…”after you get home from lunch with Tim, we can go one more time before Tim gets home. After dinner tonight and he is in bed…we can say goodnight in the den again, like last night!” I smiled at him and giggled letting him know I was his pussy whenever he wanted it. He just shook his head side-to-side, mumbling something about fucking bitch and went to take his shower.
It took all my willpower not to rush into Peters arms when he got back to the house a little after two o’clock, but I managed some how to be cool and ask about his lunch with Tim. It was Thursday now - just twenty pulse hours ago, I had my first “date” with him. It was hard to believe that my first sexual experience with him was just yesterday – we had fucked only twice and I was ready for number three! “Peter you feel like a short nap before Tim gets home and we go out to dinner!”
He looked at me…”I think I know what type of nap you want and I can hold off until later tonight!” With that, he got up and went up stairs to his room. That hung son-of-a-bitch, I guess my pussy is not good enough for him anymore…FUCK YOU I DON’T NEED YOUR COCK!”
I spent the rest of the afternoon in my bedroom taking a real nap and giving myself a deep mud pack for my face. Tim got home about 5 PM and I had dressed for our dinner out and went down stairs to setup the bar for happy hour before we went out. I was very cool to Peter and I let him and Tim talk about sports, the stock market and anything else they wanted to bullshit each other.
At dinner, I sat there listing to them both and here I was ready to fuck a big ass cock…at this point any cock as long as it was big and hard. We got home about 10 PM, both of them had too much to drink for the second night in a row, and it took me a while to get Tim up stairs and into bed. I undressed and slipped on my robe and in just my house slippers and robe I went back down to lock up for the evening and as I was coming out of the kitchen, I saw Peter standing at the foot of the stairs in his robe. I was going to walk right past him just say goodnight and that was it. As I got with in 10 feet of him, he smiled, opens his robe as if he were a dirty old man exposing his cock to some little girl.
That god damn big cock of his was stiff…not hard, just stiff and it seem to wave at me as it hung down at an angle. He had to see me flinch as I looked at it, oh shit keep walking Marca, do not stop or say a word. I looked away as I went by him and up the stairs.
“I guess I will just have to jerk it off tonight…as you finger fuck your pussy…I know Tiny Tim has no cock for you!” Than he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me, back toward him and lifted me up and over his shoulder. “Put me down you bastard…put me down this minute!” He just kept walking toward the kitchen and I tried to grab on to a door facing, a door, anything to stop him from taking me wherever he was going. I hit on his back with my fist and kicked my feet trying to get away. “Put me down, god-damn you I will tell Tim on you!”
I found myself in the kitchen and he slipped me off his shoulder and all in one smooth move he had my robe off me and tied my hand behind my back with the sash from my robe. I yelled out for Tim to help me and than he stuck a dish towel in my mouth and gagged me with it. Standing in the middle of the kitchen in just my slippers, I watch as he went to the counter and picked up a large pancake flipper…one of my metal flippers. He came back to the kitchen bar and pulled me up next to him and than as he sat down on one of the bar stools he pulled me up over his lap and I felt his cock rubbing up near my lower stomach.
I looked back just as I saw him come down on my butt with the pancake flipper. WHACK…WHACK…WHACK…I tried to cry out but all that came out was muffled sound from the gag in my mouth. I was kicking my legs and trying to get up but I was going nowhere. My ass was on fire as he continued to spank my butt with the flipper. After a few more hard loud WHACKS to my ass, he stopped and told me to look at him. With tears in my eyes, I turned my face toward him and saw him grinning down at me.
“You fucking stuck up whore, you’re going to tell that wimp dick husband of your what; that you sucked my dick that I shot my load over your fucking face!”
He went back to using the flipper on my ass 3 or 4 more times and all I could do was continue shouting into the gag. I shook my head no…no…back and forth I moved it trying to tell him I would say nothing to anyone…just stop spanking me. He stopped and told me to look at him. "I've heard it turns people on getting spanked like that, is that right Marca does it make you want to fuck/suck cock?"
He is right it does turn me on, but that is part of my exhibitionist personality…I feel so naked, having a room of men seeing my large breast bounce and my nipples go rock hard. My body exposed like that, while everyone has his way with me…watching me squirm.
“You want me to stop?” I nodded yes.
“You want me to take the gag out of your mouth?” I nodded yes.
“You want my cock you fucking whore?” I nodded yes.
With that he reached over and pulled out the gag and I let out a deep breath…”Please no more…no more spanking me…please, not with that flipper…that hurt!”
“You fucking whore…when I pay you for sex…you do the kind of sex I want!”
I looked back at him…”Pay, I do not need any money to have sex! Peter I will give you all the sex you want!”
“Baby tomorrow you will help me pay my lawyer his fee…he is meeting me at the Holiday Inn to have me sign some papers and afterwards you are going to fuck him for some of the fee.”
He untied me and slipped me off his lap and I stood before him nude trying to wipe the tears away that had run down my cheeks. “Peter I got to fuck your lawyer?”
“You got it whore…you big boob over sexed slut! Here suck my cock tonight…I will hold off on getting any ass from you until after the meeting with my legal beagle.”
I just stood looking down at his monster cock that was still stiff…as if in a trance I took a step forward, bent over, took his cock in my mouth, and began a long slow BJ on him.
“Shit old Tim married a whore for the second time…a fucking Nymphomaniac! Suck it bitch…suck your favorite cock…your cock of the week?”
I looked up at him with out taking my mouth off his dick, sucked, and tongued his cock for what seem like a good 15 minutes. My jaw was getting sore and I began to play with his balls to help speed up his climax. At last, I began to feel his balls contract in his sac and I held his cock shaft stiff so that I could take his entire load in my mouth without losing any of it.
“Oh my God, your mouth is like a fucking vacuum cleaner. Don’t stop you big boob cock sucker.” He said between moans and groans of pleasure. His words turned me on even more, causing me to increase my suction. I noticed his knees beginning to buckle so I used my hands to steer him toward the barstool. He collapsed onto it, breathing a sigh of relieve as I continued to devour him like there was no tomorrow.
He tightened his grip on my lock of hair that he still held, bobbing my head up and down with it. I could feel his muscle tensing up against my tongue and knew his release would be soon. He pulled his free hand to the back of my head, pressing down on it. He groaned and used both hands to force me down until my lips pressed against his nuts.
Then he arched himself upward and sprayed his hot semen down my throat. Shot after shot overfilled my throat and mouth. I gagged and tried to pull back, but he held me there. I struggled to try to swallow that mammoth amount of cream, so he would release me. When he finally stopped his orgasm, he let go of my head.
I lifted my face and took several deep breaths. He smiled at me and said, “I think you’ve found your calling in life, Marca. You could make a living doing that. Tomorrow you get to show my lawyer just how good a cock sucker you are!”
We both heard steps on the stairs and Tim calling out. "Anybody here, Marca, you down here honey?" Red faced, I jumped up from between Peters legs and reached for my robe and got it on as Peter stood and closed his robe.
"We're down here, Hon." Tim appeared as Peter sipped a slug of his drink. Then Tim stood before us. "What's happening?"
Peter looked at me, as I just knew I had a red butt and a red face. I knew my own hair was falling into my face and I was sweating from the effort. "I just came down for some juice…to much wine tonight and found Marca in here half naked looking for something to drink!”
Tim looked at me, laughed, and said. “I have been dying of thrust since I got home. Guess we should not go for the cheap French shit anymore!” I poured Tim a glass of V-8 and he moved toward one of the barstool. Just than Peter stood and slipped off his barstool. I was standing so that I could see his robe part and his big dong stuck out from the robe; Tim looked at it the same time and the expression on his face said it all…he was in awe of that big thing and I turned before Tim and I made eye contact.
"Got to get to bed," said Tim. "Tomorrow's a school day and it's past my bedtime."
I saw an opening for me to get out of the kitchen and away from Peter. "Mine too, I need my beauty sleep."
"Marca you get any more beauty sleep and you will have all the men from that country club after you… I hope I am not driving you off, Marca?” Tim looked at me and winked. "Yes, at least finish your juice…you can sleep in tomorrow." He than turned, smiled at me and started back to bed.
We both listen as Tim’s footsteps disappear up the steps and then listened for him to continue to the second floor and our room. "Peter do you think he heard anything?"
"I doubt it…Tim is to dumb to think something is going on between us!”
“God I hope not Peter, but I do wish we had more on than just our robes when he came in."
Peter smiled and looked at me, than open his robe to expose to me his still half-stiff cock. “I saw Tim out of the corner of my eye look at my dick when I got up from the stool…he was always embarrassed at school when I walked around the room letting it all hang out…I guess he forgot how big I am and I still can make him blush!”
to be continue...
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I awakened the next morning a little aroused. Hell after last night I was horny as hell and ready for more. Tim had left for work just a few minutes ago, as I played asleep so as not to face him and question he might have. The time was 09:10 AM. I got up had my shower and did my make up to look like a hot bitch...ready to play.
Peter really slept late. I had not heard him since I woke at just after 7 AM. God what a fucking I got last night! What a fantastic night we had! Peter was an incredible fuck! He was experienced, he knew what he was doing, he had done it before, yet it seemed like he had not done it that often. God he was good…maybe it was his big cock.
I had to go see where he was what he was doing…I wanted some cock, morning cock. I moved down the hall to his bedroom, open the door to see him asleep on his back, just a sheet covering his mid section. I gently slipped into bed beside him and moved the sheet off him, revealing his naked body in all its glory. He continued to sleep. His cock…oh that big beautiful cock resting off to one side across his belly like a sleeping snake, the purple head resting as if ready for action if called on. I lightly placed my hand on the outside of his far leg and gently stroked it. I caressed up his thigh and along the outside of his ass.
I leaned over and kissed him on his limp, but big…god was it big…his happy stick. I licked and kissed the baby maker each time I would pull back and view the monster that had made me feel so good last night. Using only my tongue and lips, I made love to his cock as if it was a precious jewel. I kissed and licked on the love stick and I could not hold back any longer I had to suck it. I place the head in my lips, began to gobble and suck the pink snake into my mouth; running my tongue over and around the head. The next thing I knew I had it getting hard and stiff. Oh, I was going to get my morning treat and not a little Pee-Pee, but a real treat.
I looked up to see him resting on his elbows looking down at me as I sucked the firm sausage; I stopped when I saw him looking at me with a smile on his face. I let the big hard worm slip from my lips, I lowered my head, and with a sly grin, I said good morning. He blinked his eyes, squinting at me. He smiled and I kissed his mouth, lips smacking.
”Marca I got to piss baby…let me up!” I watched him get up and walk to the bath and he turned and looked at me…”I hope I can piss with this hard-on!” It took a minute or two than I heard him pissing in the toilet making that sound of water falling into a pool. I must have really exhausted him last night! I wonder if he is up to it this early in the morning. He came back to bed, and sat down on the edge as I moved up next to him and kissed him on the cheek. “Peter are you rested…did you sleep well?” his hand felt good on my skin as he caressed me, and I closed my eyes. I kissed his lips again, trying to open his mouth.
“No.” He protested, “I have really bad breath!”
“I can taste dick breath, but that was from just a few minutes ago…but so what.” I said, kissing him again. His hand had traveled up to my full hard breast and he gently squeezed it. He could feel my nipple harden in his hand. I could feel myself getting a little wet as his hand massaged my nipples. His hand trailed down over my stomach, running his fingers through my mound. He found the moist folds of my slit, and he lightly ran a finger between them. His middle finger tickled my clit, sending bolts of pleasure up my body.
“Mmmm…” I purred. I could feel my pussy flooding, and I parted my legs a little more. Peter squeezed a leg in between my legs, and climbed on top of me. I opened my legs wide, accommodating him. My breathing deepened and I slid my feet up the bed, giving myself to him. He held himself up on his arms, looking down on me.
“Shit baby you stay horny, are you like this every morning?” I smiled up at him and said…”only when I have a big cock in the house! Some days I have to use one of my toys.”
He laughed and looked back down…”did Tim get any ass this morning?”
I looked up at Peter and putting my arms up on his shoulders to hold him, I said. “Oh no Peter I promised you he is not getting any pussy this week, I am not even letting him touch me…I promise you that my ass was for you and you only this week!”
“Marca, if I find out you are fucking him while I am here…I am out of here that day!”
He was wide-awake now, and he was looking at me lustfully…”Peter he is not going to touch me! Please I will make you this agreement…any time, any place, at your bidding!” My breasts were heaving, and his rock hard penis lay resting in the fold of my pussy. He had to feel my wetness along his shaft. Without using his hands, he ran the head of his cock down the petals of my treasure until he felt the intense heat of my entrance.
“I promise you I won’t let him have any pussy this week!”
I licked my lips as I watched him, my heart pounding in anticipation. There was nothing more incredible than feeling the tip of a well-hung man’s cock touching my pussy. He pushed forward, his mushroom head forcing its way into my moistening tunnel.
“Oh baby let me hold it and put it in…” I sighed, wincing as I arched my head back. My left hand slid down to his waist, urging him towards me. My right hand took hold of his cock and I guide it with out looking down to my love tunnel. I was in heaven, the head of his cock lowered into my tight pussy. He pushed harder, slipping more of his manhood into me.
He was in me half way, but I had not yet had the time to get sufficiently wet to take such a huge cock. He pulled back most of the way out of me, pausing letting me adjust to it. He tried again. This time, sliding nearly his entire organ into me…“Oh yes…sweet Jesus yes, oh yes!” I moaned as my eyes closed as I felt myself fill up. My pussy was gripping him so tightly. He pulled back halfway, and thrust into me again, this time not stopping until his penis touched the back of my needy vagina. My fingers lightly clawed at his back. I could get used to this…having this every morning…oh god having this size every morning! He was stretching me so deep...so wide!
Holding himself up on his arms still, Peter began to thrust in and out of me using long strokes. He was watching my big hard tits bounce with every thrust, and my head arching back in ecstasy. The way his long pole glided along the walls of my pussy had me on the verge of orgasm in no time. He had not even fucked me hard yet!
“Unh…Unh…Unh…Unh…Unh! Oh Peter this pussy is yours anytime you want it baby!” I moaned as his rod slid in and out of my hungry tunnel of love. I raised my feet off the bed, increasing the fantastic feeling in my crotch when I did so. My hands pressed into his ass, urging him onward. He obliged me, sliding in and out of my wet hole a little faster.
I stopped moaning, as my entire body clenching up as the tingling sensation built and built. Through the silence, Peter continued to pound into me. My face was wincing, my hands were squeezing his ass, and my feet were flailing behind him.
“Oh…”I released my orgasm with a loud moan, stretching my legs out far above him as my toes curled and I wiggled them as I felt pleasure run from my pussy to my toes. My thighs were squeezing him so hard he found it difficult to give it to me at the current pace. He still managed to drive his hard organ home, though, showing no mercy. “Oh God yes…oh yes fuck me Peter. Fuck me hard…oh yes!” I gasped, still going off. My heart was about to explode through my chest! He was just so huge! It felt as if his cock was driving right through my stomach!
I was finally able to relax a little, the intensity fading somewhat. My legs came down, loosening their grip on him. Peter bent and kissed me, than he was sucking on my nipples, than back to my mouth; caught up in the moment, I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue inside. Neither of us noticed any morning breath – perhaps we were too into our sex!
He kissed me passionately as he slid his penis in and out of my vagina. Suddenly, to my disappointment, he slid his dick out of me. It seemed to take forever to pull out, inch after inch slid along the inside of my pussy until he finally got the whole thing out. He broke the kiss, rose up on his knees, and shot cream all over my boobs face and tried to get it into my mouth. He jerked his cock moving it near my face and still more ropes of cream splashed on my face and this time into my mouth. It seems he took forever to milk his worm dry and when he did, he fell down on his back beside me. I quickly scrambled on top of him, straddling him.
“No.” he breathed, “I got to meet Tim for lunch and you have worn me out.” If it were possible, I grew even more turned on by his words. “Fuck Marca you’re a mess…go take a shower, while I get a shower. Get me some coffee!” He climbed off the bed and I called out to him as he headed for the bathroom…”after you get home from lunch with Tim, we can go one more time before Tim gets home. After dinner tonight and he is in bed…we can say goodnight in the den again, like last night!” I smiled at him and giggled letting him know I was his pussy whenever he wanted it. He just shook his head side-to-side, mumbling something about fucking bitch and went to take his shower.
It took all my willpower not to rush into Peters arms when he got back to the house a little after two o’clock, but I managed some how to be cool and ask about his lunch with Tim. It was Thursday now - just twenty pulse hours ago, I had my first “date” with him. It was hard to believe that my first sexual experience with him was just yesterday – we had fucked only twice and I was ready for number three! “Peter you feel like a short nap before Tim gets home and we go out to dinner!”
He looked at me…”I think I know what type of nap you want and I can hold off until later tonight!” With that, he got up and went up stairs to his room. That hung son-of-a-bitch, I guess my pussy is not good enough for him anymore…FUCK YOU I DON’T NEED YOUR COCK!”
I spent the rest of the afternoon in my bedroom taking a real nap and giving myself a deep mud pack for my face. Tim got home about 5 PM and I had dressed for our dinner out and went down stairs to setup the bar for happy hour before we went out. I was very cool to Peter and I let him and Tim talk about sports, the stock market and anything else they wanted to bullshit each other.
At dinner, I sat there listing to them both and here I was ready to fuck a big ass cock…at this point any cock as long as it was big and hard. We got home about 10 PM, both of them had too much to drink for the second night in a row, and it took me a while to get Tim up stairs and into bed. I undressed and slipped on my robe and in just my house slippers and robe I went back down to lock up for the evening and as I was coming out of the kitchen, I saw Peter standing at the foot of the stairs in his robe. I was going to walk right past him just say goodnight and that was it. As I got with in 10 feet of him, he smiled, opens his robe as if he were a dirty old man exposing his cock to some little girl.
That god damn big cock of his was stiff…not hard, just stiff and it seem to wave at me as it hung down at an angle. He had to see me flinch as I looked at it, oh shit keep walking Marca, do not stop or say a word. I looked away as I went by him and up the stairs.
“I guess I will just have to jerk it off tonight…as you finger fuck your pussy…I know Tiny Tim has no cock for you!” Than he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me, back toward him and lifted me up and over his shoulder. “Put me down you bastard…put me down this minute!” He just kept walking toward the kitchen and I tried to grab on to a door facing, a door, anything to stop him from taking me wherever he was going. I hit on his back with my fist and kicked my feet trying to get away. “Put me down, god-damn you I will tell Tim on you!”
I found myself in the kitchen and he slipped me off his shoulder and all in one smooth move he had my robe off me and tied my hand behind my back with the sash from my robe. I yelled out for Tim to help me and than he stuck a dish towel in my mouth and gagged me with it. Standing in the middle of the kitchen in just my slippers, I watch as he went to the counter and picked up a large pancake flipper…one of my metal flippers. He came back to the kitchen bar and pulled me up next to him and than as he sat down on one of the bar stools he pulled me up over his lap and I felt his cock rubbing up near my lower stomach.
I looked back just as I saw him come down on my butt with the pancake flipper. WHACK…WHACK…WHACK…I tried to cry out but all that came out was muffled sound from the gag in my mouth. I was kicking my legs and trying to get up but I was going nowhere. My ass was on fire as he continued to spank my butt with the flipper. After a few more hard loud WHACKS to my ass, he stopped and told me to look at him. With tears in my eyes, I turned my face toward him and saw him grinning down at me.
“You fucking stuck up whore, you’re going to tell that wimp dick husband of your what; that you sucked my dick that I shot my load over your fucking face!”
He went back to using the flipper on my ass 3 or 4 more times and all I could do was continue shouting into the gag. I shook my head no…no…back and forth I moved it trying to tell him I would say nothing to anyone…just stop spanking me. He stopped and told me to look at him. "I've heard it turns people on getting spanked like that, is that right Marca does it make you want to fuck/suck cock?"
He is right it does turn me on, but that is part of my exhibitionist personality…I feel so naked, having a room of men seeing my large breast bounce and my nipples go rock hard. My body exposed like that, while everyone has his way with me…watching me squirm.
“You want me to stop?” I nodded yes.
“You want me to take the gag out of your mouth?” I nodded yes.
“You want my cock you fucking whore?” I nodded yes.
With that he reached over and pulled out the gag and I let out a deep breath…”Please no more…no more spanking me…please, not with that flipper…that hurt!”
“You fucking whore…when I pay you for sex…you do the kind of sex I want!”
I looked back at him…”Pay, I do not need any money to have sex! Peter I will give you all the sex you want!”
“Baby tomorrow you will help me pay my lawyer his fee…he is meeting me at the Holiday Inn to have me sign some papers and afterwards you are going to fuck him for some of the fee.”
He untied me and slipped me off his lap and I stood before him nude trying to wipe the tears away that had run down my cheeks. “Peter I got to fuck your lawyer?”
“You got it whore…you big boob over sexed slut! Here suck my cock tonight…I will hold off on getting any ass from you until after the meeting with my legal beagle.”
I just stood looking down at his monster cock that was still stiff…as if in a trance I took a step forward, bent over, took his cock in my mouth, and began a long slow BJ on him.
“Shit old Tim married a whore for the second time…a fucking Nymphomaniac! Suck it bitch…suck your favorite cock…your cock of the week?”
I looked up at him with out taking my mouth off his dick, sucked, and tongued his cock for what seem like a good 15 minutes. My jaw was getting sore and I began to play with his balls to help speed up his climax. At last, I began to feel his balls contract in his sac and I held his cock shaft stiff so that I could take his entire load in my mouth without losing any of it.
“Oh my God, your mouth is like a fucking vacuum cleaner. Don’t stop you big boob cock sucker.” He said between moans and groans of pleasure. His words turned me on even more, causing me to increase my suction. I noticed his knees beginning to buckle so I used my hands to steer him toward the barstool. He collapsed onto it, breathing a sigh of relieve as I continued to devour him like there was no tomorrow.
He tightened his grip on my lock of hair that he still held, bobbing my head up and down with it. I could feel his muscle tensing up against my tongue and knew his release would be soon. He pulled his free hand to the back of my head, pressing down on it. He groaned and used both hands to force me down until my lips pressed against his nuts.
Then he arched himself upward and sprayed his hot semen down my throat. Shot after shot overfilled my throat and mouth. I gagged and tried to pull back, but he held me there. I struggled to try to swallow that mammoth amount of cream, so he would release me. When he finally stopped his orgasm, he let go of my head.
I lifted my face and took several deep breaths. He smiled at me and said, “I think you’ve found your calling in life, Marca. You could make a living doing that. Tomorrow you get to show my lawyer just how good a cock sucker you are!”
We both heard steps on the stairs and Tim calling out. "Anybody here, Marca, you down here honey?" Red faced, I jumped up from between Peters legs and reached for my robe and got it on as Peter stood and closed his robe.
"We're down here, Hon." Tim appeared as Peter sipped a slug of his drink. Then Tim stood before us. "What's happening?"
Peter looked at me, as I just knew I had a red butt and a red face. I knew my own hair was falling into my face and I was sweating from the effort. "I just came down for some juice…to much wine tonight and found Marca in here half naked looking for something to drink!”
Tim looked at me, laughed, and said. “I have been dying of thrust since I got home. Guess we should not go for the cheap French shit anymore!” I poured Tim a glass of V-8 and he moved toward one of the barstool. Just than Peter stood and slipped off his barstool. I was standing so that I could see his robe part and his big dong stuck out from the robe; Tim looked at it the same time and the expression on his face said it all…he was in awe of that big thing and I turned before Tim and I made eye contact.
"Got to get to bed," said Tim. "Tomorrow's a school day and it's past my bedtime."
I saw an opening for me to get out of the kitchen and away from Peter. "Mine too, I need my beauty sleep."
"Marca you get any more beauty sleep and you will have all the men from that country club after you… I hope I am not driving you off, Marca?” Tim looked at me and winked. "Yes, at least finish your juice…you can sleep in tomorrow." He than turned, smiled at me and started back to bed.
We both listen as Tim’s footsteps disappear up the steps and then listened for him to continue to the second floor and our room. "Peter do you think he heard anything?"
"I doubt it…Tim is to dumb to think something is going on between us!”
“God I hope not Peter, but I do wish we had more on than just our robes when he came in."
Peter smiled and looked at me, than open his robe to expose to me his still half-stiff cock. “I saw Tim out of the corner of my eye look at my dick when I got up from the stool…he was always embarrassed at school when I walked around the room letting it all hang out…I guess he forgot how big I am and I still can make him blush!”
to be continue...
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