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Ms. Marca: Part 6 My youth
by Ms. Marca (marca40dd@aol.com)
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This is another instalment about my life and my wild and
wicked ways. This is about me, just a part of my life!
(M+/F, exh, voy, 1st, prost, bi)
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I love to give pleasure to men. I am having a deep-
seated urge to please the men who wants me. Thank God,
I have more men than anyone woman could ever need; I
have many men. (MF, exh, voy, orgy, oral)
My mother had told me when I was growing up that at
sometime in a woman’s life that she will be a whore to
some man and he will be just a john to her. "Honey only
the whores get a Mercedes for Christmas!" The Christmas
I turned twenty I made sure, I had a new Mercedes in
the driveway.
Getting that Mercedes is not about making love to the
man, it is more about giving him pleasure giving him
what he wants that he cannot and most men will not get
at home. Most johns are married. I was not married
during this time, but that did not stop me: good pussy
will get you a Mercedes every time.
Some women see the sex I have as a fantasy or make
believe, but than some would say, I live in a
fantasyland. My fantasyland world is what I do best,
made for just me. I love to give pleasure to men. I am
having a deep-seated urge to please the men who wants
me. Thank God, I have more men than anyone woman could
ever need; I have many men. I am a deposit bank for
semen, God how I love it! I love it in me! I love to
swallow it! I crave it and some days I just cannot get
enough.
MS. MARCA
Adventuress Woman of Sex
Good-bye to my teen years Part 6
Chapter 1
I found that I needed to keep a better way of
remembering who my clients were and what made them the
way they were. I began using a notebook when I was
still in Fort Worth that had some general information
about my men, but I improved on my system after I moved
to California, went into a more personal detail to help
me keep track, and better informed about what my client
wanted and needed. I set up a notebook system to where
I had a two page (8x11) write up on each man. The pages
look something like this.
Anderson, Mark, age 58, 404-555-1234
Date of birth ___________________
Home town_______________________
Business address _____________city__________ St.
______________
President of _______________________________
Has income of $________________________ per year
Auto___________ Make____________ Model ______________
College _____________MBA from _______________
Sports in school________________
Religion_______________________
Republican
X Marine Officer
6"2" 235# blond hair, blue eyes, works out 3 days a
week
Married, 3 children…1 girl…2 boys…4 grand children
Drinks…Gin, wine, beer with peanuts
Meat and potatoes man
Golf and baseball games his thing
College team_________
Pro team ____________
Vacation spots a) ______________ b) _________________
c) _______________
Shit size_____
Coat size________
Pants size_______
Type of underwear ______________
Cologne _____________
Favorite color ___________, _____________,
_________________
Wife…is not into sex after 35 years…no sex with her
Heavy drinking will keep him from getting a hard
Has problem with his cock size…thinks he is small
(penis envy)
Average size …erect 5" x 1+" round, balls on the small
size, grape size
Has no interest in oral sex with me, but likes to have
his balls sucked.
Jerking him… he loves to have me talk dirty to him as I
jerk him off
He has jerked off on my breast
Likes me to masturbate in front of him
Likes early morning fuck spoon style
Will not fuck without a condom
Likes to be on his back and have me ride him
Fucking me on my back…will go off quick if I finger
fuck his butt, middle finger on his prostate
Butt fucking a turn off for him…nasty to him
Finger his balls will cause him to shoot…best done in
dog style position
Spanking his ass as he fucks me is a turn on to him
Have spanked him over my keen…is into being a sub
Likes me in black panties French cut, g-string panties
and black lace bra
High heels a must…whore type looking heels
Sees me, as a Trophy…likes other men to see me with him
and show me off
Knows I will entertain clients of his for a fee (to be
determine)
He pays me $500 a night…will give me a present on each
visit
First meeting was at the Computer Show in Vegas, I was
a booth girl
After four or five times with the man and he had become
a regular I put a picture of him, on the page at the
bottom.
I love being in bed and laying beside and looking at a
naked man. Looking and to feel a man, feeling his
genitalia, his cock and to run my fingers and tongue
over his manhood, his balls. To look up into his eyes
and give him that sexy shy smile as I blow and kiss on
his limp tool. This is part of my never-ending source
of fascination and satisfaction for me. I love seeing
the man’s cock resting on his balls, balls that are
hanging loose and free. I adore picking them up playing
with them feeling the weight of them in my hands as I
think of what lies inside waiting for me to entice out.
Moreover, the sense of power as I see a cock grow and
swell in front of my eyes knowing that I have caused it
makes me feel great. In addition, I love being the one
they come to for their pleasure and to be the one that
makes them feel like a man wants to feel. Some of my
men want to be the dominating type in bed with me and
other want me to be their mommy to them making them be
my little boy. A few of my little boys want me to be my
sex slave and my dark side comes out for them. In other
words, I can be what ever my men want me to be.
One of my main clients whom I met on my trip to San
Fran with Bob was a tall good-looking operator whom
like Bob, had a cock to die for and made me his sex
slave when it came to having sex with him. Jim was the
final piece of the puzzle I was looking for to fit in
my game plan for a reason to move to the Bay Area and
starting on my career in modeling on a full time bases.
Jim was a president and sole owner of a national
company that made electronic accessories for computers.
He was a forty-four year old, married with two children
a boy 14 and a girl 8. Jim was a nice looking, trim
white-collar kind of man; a tall long legged lanky big-
boned type of man. At a younger age had to have played
football. He had black wavy hair with grey around the
temples, which lent to his looking like a man out of
GQ, He was bright, polite and a hard worker. Lean and
just enough muscular style to his chest and stomach, he
looked quite natural naked. Actually, a business suit
did not become him at all.
His lower body was muscular and well toned as he ran
for health reason, which gave him staying power. This
man obviously worked out; but it was not his physique
but his cock that was the most impressive, even soft,
it was magnificent. His cock which curved out and down
in front of him in a great arc, the head was above his
navel, when the cock was at full erection. His genitals
looked long and droopy as if pulled down by their own
weight. His set of balls was like a pair of golf balls
in their sack. Only one of my hands could hold one of
his hairy sperm keepers, they filled my palm and I
loved to rub and squeezed them gently as I licked his
masterpiece.
The phrase "world class cock" ran through my mind, when
I think of Jim. I felt as if I had made a discovery.
When I need to check out a cock to see where it comes
out on my cock inventory I do the following. I will
examine the wonderful cock closely with my eyes and
fingers, raising it up, lifting his balls, and feeling
their weight, tenderly drawing them into my mouth. I
squeezed him to see if I could close my fist around
him.
Most of the time I can go finger to thumb, if I cannot
touch I got a winner. On Jim I could, just barely if I
squeezed tightly. To check out the length I used the
hand method. By holding the cock with one hand, then
with two hands and so on until I reached the head: but
with Jim he was three hands and the big head was will
above my enclosed finger and thumb ring. I finally
began to kiss the head and lick the sides. When I
pressed it against my cheek, the great cock ran from my
jaw and cheek up the side of my head.
The large widely flared mushroom-shaped head was
purplish in color when at full erection and running
down the (9th wonder) of the world were prominently
veined shaft that felt like ridges to my tongue. I can
suck him off pretty good for a while but then my jaw
started to hurt. That will happen when you have one
worth keeping in your bed with you or wherever you
happen to be at the time he wants head. As most of you
know, I always want a cock to play with.
After my move to California, I have had my fill of
brown men, black men, tall men, white men, Asian men,
fat men, old men and just about every possible
combination between them. I have to say that although I
have fucked so many, I am thrilled when one of them
tells me I have a tight hole! I put that down to muscle
control as I have always done plenty of workouts at the
gym over the years. I keep on saying it but I am very
thin! When a man with a big long cock fucks me, I
always think it should be poking up out of my mouth.
You would not know it to look at him be he had sex on
the brain. Jim always wanted to start our sex with me
just one way, that was dog style, and I had this thing
for the doggie as will. "It's best doggy style" he
would always tell me and give me a big smile. It only
took once for me to discover my love for the doggy
style position. I loved the feel of a big over sized
hard cock sliding deep into my pussy as his balls
slapped against me, with my voluptuous tits swinging
wildly in the breeze.
"Well I want the best," I would tell him and quickly
get on all fours; we would do it on the carpet, the
bed, and the sofa or wherever we were at the time that
found him getting horny. I was always horny and ready
to take on that big thing at the drop of a hat. Jim
would always position himself behind me and gently
rubbed the top of his cock around my entrance. Even
though I was soaked, it still took him some effort just
to pop the head in though my tight lips. Then he slowly
plunged all the way in.
Each time was as if it was my first time with him and
his big cock and I started each session by letting out
a low moan. "Oh that's nice, go slow baby," I murmured.
Jim always new my reaction of my body and my movements
and how I used my inter muscles to make my body a sex
machine that would fuck his brains out. Jim new my body
signals and would gently began sliding his monster
inside me.
When he hit bottom I would let him know my clinging my
pussy walls around him and moaning out. "My God, oh yes
your in!" I would gasps for a deeper breath as I took
all of him in. I let out a loud deep moan as it kept
going in and out ever so slow. "God, this is
incredible, touch me way back in there, deeper honey!"
Once he was in the House of Good Pussy, where it was
nice wet and warm; after I had adjusted to his size I
would look back over my shoulder at him and smile
telling him in just so many words to take my ass for a
test ride. I know where the saying came from about the
good cock stud was about to lay pipe, Jim could lay
pipe. His cock seems to pry me wide open each time as
if it was a stranger in my love canal. That very first
thrust to the back of me, I felt pain as if I were a
virgin with my first real cock. He would clamp onto my
hips and slowly withdrew until just the head remained
in my steaming clutches.
He would hold it just with the head in and make me
squirm and try to clamp back on it. I would whimper and
moan trying to get in deeper and he would ask me if I
wanted it in deeper! "Tell me Marca what do you want,
baby you need a big cock to make you happy?" I would
nod my head yes and whimper in a low voice, "Yes please
give it to me, please!"
He loved to slap my ass, and as most of you know, I was
into having my butt spanked as I took it doggie.
WHACKS! WHACK! WHACK! He continued the long strokes, as
I begged him to give it to me as I humped back to meet
his thrust. After a few minutes, he would speed up each
time. Soon he was vigorously humping me like a wild
animal that he had become trying to breed the bitch
under him.
Than he would come to a slow pace making me go crazy,
as I was always near a climax and he knew I was ready
to go off. His cock felt like a log that my father used
in the fireplace. My womb walls would stretch and
expand whenever we fucked making me want more with each
stroke. I would lay my head down on the pillow and
squeeze the sheets trying to clap my pussy around his
masterpiece.
Oh Jesus, I am almost there, I'm almost there, and I’m
almost there!" There was no stopping me. The intense
craving for sexual gratification that had been
pulsating in my womb had now permeated my entire body.
My fingers and toes tingled with every movement, every
breath, and every sound.
"Oh, oh, oh my God, fuck! Do not stop, oh please, more,
never stop, and keep giving it to me, more God Damn you
more! Don't you dare STOP FUCKING?" It was somewhere
between the most desperate plea and the most
dictatorial command. I could have cared less. At this
moment I was a woman without conscience, without
external cares, I was a female beast indulging in the
most precious gift nature had provided.
I had never felt anything so large and yet it felt so
calming at the same time. With the endless stroking of
his cock and I was soon experiencing my first orgasm of
the day. Back and forth he moved, in and out varying
his speed. One moment he was lost in passion pumping at
a hundred miles an hour and the next it was slow and
deep thrusts. Each push forward was another bit closer
for me as his power and strength carried me to heights
I had never known before. Orgasms continued until I
could count them no longer.
He was one of the few men who could take me to the moon
and not leave me out there hanging. God he could screw
me and screw me to the very end!
One of the things I did for Jim and a few other of my
men was sometimes act as hostess when he needed a
woman’s touch at a cocktail party or dinner party for
his customers.
You have to be on your good behavior and at the same
time be as sexy as hell and make them all wish you
belonged to them and not the host of this function. It
is an easy task when no other women are around and you
become the center of attention very quick. I smile a
lot as I lean over the table to serve drinks or trays
of goodies from a silver plate; I feel the red dress,
so short; rise higher upon the backs of my legs. I feel
the hemline ride to expose the commencement of my
buttocks.
I know for certain, that I am being watch and observed
by all. I see eyes glancing at the free show I am
giving, a free show that I know he wants me to give,
show that I, in fact, revel in.
I can be the perfect host for any party, never standing
still for too long, ensuring that the guests eat the
food, drink the wine, the beers. Ensure that their
glasses never become empty for too long. The ice
buckets continually topped up for the cocktail
drinkers. Yes, the perfect host that just happens to be
here to help close the deal if need be.
My mind often drifts back and forth to the times when
the host has requested I wear the sexiest, most
reveling thing I have for the onlookers and make sure
they get a view of my breasts, nipples and of course,
my wonderful ass. Just like now, as I lean further, my
ass cheeks are visible.
I chat merrily away, offering but never drink any
cocktail, talk of the latest fashion, for that is all I
know. Everyone can see that my nipples are firm, poking
the material outwards. The thrill that I have is to
know that underneath the dress, I am totally naked,
naked and free. The thrill I have is I know that under
this calm exterior, under this red, clinging dress that
hides my nakedness, I am sexually excited. I feel my
wet pussy with each step I take; I know that he is
checking me out as is the room of men is.
When I offer a drink to one of the men, I see his eyes
dropping, gazing staring at my hard erect nipples. I
know that all the men are staring at them. I enjoy
their gazes. I also know that their cock is hard, but
other cocks in the room are too. I enjoy the game I
play with them, and I certainly know how to tease.
I certainly enjoy the aspect of teasing just as I did
on my way here to night, when I made a stop at the gas
station. The gas attendant's eyes widen and he smiled
when he saw my body as he cleaned my windows on my car.
His eyes firmly on my breasts, on my nipples who know,
he may have had a glimpse of my sweet pussy too, who
knows, only he knows. I hoped he did.
The host for the party had his main customer as his
houseguest for the night, Kirk Watson, 6 feet 5 inches
tall, but on the fat side grey hair, blue eyes. Eyes
that kept glancing at my nipples going up and down the
front of my dress; his height does have an advantage.
Even more so, as he leant over to place his half empty
glass on the coffee table. Even a blind man could see
my nipples as the top of the dress parted. I knew that
he had a fuller view. I smiled, an inward smile as he
stood back up, watching him toss a few peanuts into his
mouth.
As time drew on, the party guests left, hands shook and
my cheeks and lips had many kiss on them, goodbyes and
thank-you was told to me numerous times. 'You did well
Marca, you did very well' he told me as the remaining
guests dwindle out of the door, leaving just Kirk, the
host and myself. I noticed that neither the host nor
Kirk's eyes were very far away from either my cleavage
or from my hemline.
Yes, the teasing mode was in full swing. I looked at
them and smiled. "May I get you a glass of brandy Mr.
Watson, a night cap?" He smiles and tells me thank you
I would like that. A glass of brandy had been set in
front of Mr. Watson and my host made a toast to me for
the wonderful party I had put together for him.
Following the glass of brandy, I asked to be excused
departed to one of the guest rooms, leaving my host and
Kirk to chat, about business. Even though it was 1:30
in the morning, my workday was just about to begin. How
could I be tired when I slept until 4 PM knowing the
type of night I might have.
I reappeared in a change of dress, a black sheer floor
length nightgown that has a built in see though bra and
black G-string panties and my night slipper are 3"
black heels. "Oh, wows aren’t you the pretty one!" Mr.
Watson said to me as I stand in the doorway to tell
them goodnight.
"Oh Marca please come here so we can see how lovely you
are in that sexy gown!" Nothing, nothing, escaped from
their eyes. I saw them looking at me. "Marca, you look
so good, so hot please set with us for a minute." My
nipples adorning my large full breasts were the object
of both their eyes.
As I sat down near Mr. Watson on the sofa, and
stretched my arms over the back of the sofa, my legs
straightened out in front of me and than cross. My
strong thigh muscles tightened. The gown falls way from
the opening shows all my legs, and my G-
string/womanhood. They both could see my happiness. I
looked at the two of them. A smile formed on my host
lips. I had seen that smile before, the wicked, sexy
smile.
No words spoken from either man as I brought my hands
to my breasts. Kirk and my host both watched as my
fingers played across my leg and lower stomach. They
watched in total silence as I open my legs, crossing
them and showing my g-string. My large breasts firm and
almost naked, my nipples pointing outwards, so firm
were ready for sucking. They both watched as my fingers
stroked my nipples, and as my legs parted. I stand and
say goodnight.
"If anyone needs anything I am at the end of the hall!"
I winked at Mr. Watson as I pass behind the host as I
went out the room. I made sure my hips had that wiggle
to them as I exited the room and once in my bedroom I
slipped out of my gown and into bed under the sheets
nude. It was only a few minutes before my door open and
by the light from the hallway; I could see that Watson
had made his way to my room.
I sat up in bed on one hand and let the sheet fall
giving him a complete view of my 40DD. He stood frozen
in the now open doorway, breathless, gazing at the
vision of loveliness. His eyes took in the sight and
the enticing smile almost simultaneously told me I had
won. He put his hand to feel his cock under his pants.
His groan was from sheer lust.
I smiled, I knew I had him hooked the first time he
looked at me some 4 hours earlier; but this was telling
me I now had him at my disposal with no possibility of
interference. He came to my bedside and I reach my hand
out to his thighs and touch his crouch. Mr. Watson
groaned once again when he felt my hand pull the zipper
of his trousers down and extract his hard, dripping
cock from his trousers. For a big man he was not that
well hung, but he had an average size tool.
"You fucking tease, you have fucked with me and every
man here tonight, all night long! You are nothing but a
fucking teasing whore, Jim said you were mind to have
for the rest of the night, I want to fuck you, you
slut!" He groaned as his hands squeezed my breasts,
pushing the nipples high, as if welcoming his sucking
mouth.
"You think your man enough to give me what I want, are
you just one more cock that is a 2 minute wonder. I
need a good fucking, I want a good fuck, give me that
hard cock!" Sometimes you have to put down a challenge
to the man. Watson’s hands cupped my breasts, silently
admiring their shape and firmness as he squeezed them,
like melons.
"What a great set of fucking tits!" He looked at one
than the other. "Damn, their perfect!"
Gently massaging my breasts, my nipples responded to
his touch. His fat lips, tugging gently on my nipples,
teased them until they hardened. My soft moans were the
only sounds filling the large bedroom. Watson continued
working on my breasts and nipples, making my inner
passions gradually rise.
Slipping his hand beneath my ass, he found my pussy
already secreting juices. His large fat fingers slipped
between my legs, forcing them to part slightly. My
moans grew louder as he leisurely worked his over sized
finger between the folds of my pussy. My perfectly
shaped butt pressed down against the cool sheets,
slightly bucking against his hand. Rubbing his finger
upwards, he brushed against my sensitive clit, causing
me to gasp aloud.
"Just being in that room all night with all those men
all of them horny, with them trying to feel on me! Oh I
am so horny, god how I need you, I need your big hard
cock!"
I pushed him off to the side, onto his back while
holding his cock firmly in my hand; I reached into the
nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom and slipped
it on with just one hand, as only a true expert can. I
straddled him, guiding his cock to my pussy. Easing
down on him, I felt his cock sliding inside me.
Sometimes you need to be a good actor, to make this all
work.
Oh, you, you…my god I can feel you all the way to my
stomach, damn you have it all!"
His hands held my ass as I began to ride him. My body
rising until his cock was barely inside me then
slamming down hard, grinding my pussy into him. My
boobs were bouncing and swinging above his face as I
smiled down at him. "Oh Mr. Watson your cock feels like
it is getting harder!" I fucked myself for several
minutes, hard and fast, then slow and easy. My hands
held his shoulders pinned against the bed. His fat
belly caused my legs to part more in an angle and I had
to ride him with my ass setting on him rather than on
my knees.
"Oh Mr. Watson I am getting there, oh me oh it feels
so…good!" Feeling myself about to cum, I slowed down
remembering I was here to make him happy. Watson’s hips
bucked hard into me, forcing me to have a small orgasm;
however, I made him feel he had caused me to have the
big one. I lower my breast down to his face and
allowing him to kiss and suck my rock hard nipples.
"OH you big cock bastard…fuck me, god damn you fuck me!
OH YES, YES OH YES!"
He pushed me over backwards with my head ending up
hanging over the foot of the bed. His cock fell out of
my wet pussy and he fumbled with it trying to get it
back in. I reach down between us and with one hand on
his ass and with the other I guided his cock back into
my love nest. Taking long, deep strokes, I am sure he
thought they were long and deep, he tried to ravage my
body, fucking me vigorously.
To play the part and give him his monies worth I begged
for more, begging him to fuck me even harder! Watson
was most obliging, not wanting to stop fucking the big
boobs, beautiful woman under him. I reached and held
his balls and they felt like they were going to explode
as they slapped at my ass with each hard stroke.
Gritting his teeth to keep from screaming out, I could
see he felt his load exploding from his cock. To help
him along, I added my two cents.
"OH YES! YES MORE! MORE! GIVE IT UP TO ME! MORE! GIVE
IT TO ME! FUCK ME! OH YES! YES! YES!"
Watson gasped for air, trying to catch his breath; he
collapsed on top of me. I am sure he had filled the
condom to the max, as he kept it inside my lustful
pussy.
Lying on top of me, the two of us tried to get our
breaths. With my arms around him, I held him firmly to
my overheated body. Neither Watson’s strength nor my
own was sufficient to lift him from me; he remained
motionless for several minutes. I stroked and squeezed
his ass and rubbed a finger up and down the slit of his
butt.
I managed enough strength to roll him onto his side.
His cock slipped from my pussy, as I kissed him softly
on the cheek I rubbed his fat belly just before I
rolled the sperm filled condom off, licked, and sucked
the cock head clean. I than glided off the bed, and
headed for the bathroom to clean my wet pussy and
returning several minutes later, I washed his cock with
a warm washcloth.
"If you’d like to sleep here tonight, you’re more than
welcome to." I said, smiling.
"I’d like to but I’ve got to be at work in the
morning." He whispered.
After several moments, he added, smiling. "I guess I
could stay long enough for a short nap."
Cuddling up like spoons with my ass to his limp spent
cock, the two of us drifted off to sleep on the king-
size bed. One thing I had learned was to be up and out
before the customer is awake; it is less embarrassing
for him and the next time we have sex is the time to
wake him the next morning with a BJ.
Chapter 2
Having just turned twenty years old and with an
excellent body; a firm body from working out all the
time. My smooth shapely butt was still out in the open
and my newest lover could not take his eyes off the
round love palaces. This was a wimp, who I could do
just about anything to him and he enjoyed it. At 52, he
was trying to relive his youth and I was the girl who
he had always dreamed about but could never get.
After making a million in the PC business, he could
afford to have a dream girl. A major moneyman that had
used my services before introduced him to me at a
marketing meeting with some investment bankers, and I
was his date for dinner and I entertained him after
dinner for a nice fee.
Seducing him was no problem at all since I was the only
woman he had ever been to bed with since he was married
29/30 years ago. His wife was 50 and a grandmother so I
knew what an older man was looking for when it came to
getting him between the sheets.
I was always taking some man back to his hotel room for
business reasons and I tried to mix business with my
own pleasure. Usually they were married; I enjoyed
taking another woman's property and adding him to my
list of conquests. I looked at it this way; married men
are the best lays. You get a good fucking and they go
home to their wives when you are done with them. No
messy relationships this way and they pay better than a
single man does.
However, I am getting ahead of myself.
It was now about mid morning and did my last check of
my day-timer to make sure I had my only appointment
down right. I was to be at the conference center in the
Sheraton Hotel this afternoon to have cocktails with a
prospective client; a stockbroker that had used my
services before was setting us up. After that meeting
with the new prospect, I had a free evening.
I had time to get some sun so I put on my G-string
bikini and went out to sit on my deck. Just as I sat
down the phone rang. The voice of the personal
assistance for Mr. R.A. Diggs informed me that Mr.
Diggs wanted me to come to the Hilton tonight at 6:30
for cocktails and dinner. Mr. Diggs was one of my main
clients and he had me doing a lot of entertainment for
him. "Ms. Marca... Mr. Diggs said this customer is very
special, you will need to be special to night!"
The sun was high in the mid morning sky as I lay there
letting the world and anyone on the other side of my
high fence admiring my beautiful body, which shone like
copper in the brilliant light. The skimpy bikini I wore
barely covered my body, which had become a dark bronzed
color accentuating every curve
I lay there on my back in a half dream state enjoying
the feeling of the sun on my body. I took off my top to
reveal my firm breasts. I looked around in an after
thought to see if anyone was home in the house that
faced my backyard deck. Being half-naked, and knowing
that someone was looking would arouse me causing my
erect nipples to point skywards. After a while, I
decided to slip off my G-string and fully expose my
body to the sun.
After a few minutes, it was time for me to get
something cold to drink. I went inside and was standing
at the kitchen window when I see a figure of a man from
the second floor of the house behind me looking out his
window with binoculars in his hands. The asshole had
been watching me! I will show him!
I decided that perhaps I would see just how far I could
go in arousing him. After about 15 minutes, I went back
and decided to relax on my deck in my lounge chair and
soak up some more sun. It was time to give him a good
show. I stood up and slowly walked to where I had an
outdoor shower rigged just to keep me cool on days like
this, but today I was going to let it all hang out. I
dropped my top and slipped out of my G-string.
I made sure I let the water splash down on my boobs and
hips as I turned and bent in a seductive manner for the
benefit of my new admire. When I had finished, I walked
back again in even a more seductive manner, this time
when I got back to the lounge chair I slowly and
seductively laid down in the chair and wriggle
seductively in my chair and I know he had his eyes
glued on me. After a few more minutes I stood up and
again, walked seductively to the show, and repeated the
same procedure.
By this stage, my pussy had swollen, and I then began
to rub my hands over my breasts and put my hand down on
my mound and play with my moist and swollen pussy lips.
I turned my head and looked up towards his window. The
look on my face was that of pure sexual lust. I was in
need of a man and he got the message from what I was
doing to myself. I could feel the passion welling up in
me as I fucked myself slowly and deeply with my
fingers. The sight of me sucking hungrily on my big
silver dollar size nipples had to be even more
incredible to him.
I was not finished however. I wanted more and I could
not believe what I did next!
I got on all fours and reached back between my legs
with my right hand, and rubbed my pussy with my ass up
in the air. I was not done yet. I turn and lie down on
my lounge chair, spread my legs and began to
masturbate. I lay there, legs spread in front of him
and played with my clit and pussy lips. I took my time,
knowing what a big turn on it was for me, so he had to
be going crazy. I looked up at windows trying to see
the pure excitement in his eyes.
Finally, moaning with delight I came in one of my
better orgasm that I had in a few days. When I had
finished I could not resist the temptation of licking
my fingers and as I went on to take my shower I waved
at him and smiled and than blew him a kiss.
I had plenty of time to dress. I showered, applied
cologne between my breasts and other appropriate
places, brushed my hair and finished with the
cosmetics. I wore a simple pleated plaid black and
white mini skirt; a white ruffled blouse with white
heels and had on white lace panties and matching bra.
The blouse was open to show some cleavage for the
afternoon meeting it is hard to hide a set of 40DD. I
walked into the bar at the hotel and found Paul my
stockbroker and an older man at a corner table.
I walked up kissed Paul on the cheek and introduced
myself to Mr. Dan Duffy man in his mid 50’s that had
made it in the auto business. He was a car dealer and
was a fast talker and right away, I knew he was going
to make me a deal. I took a seat between the two men
with my back to the wall and my lower body hidden by
the table.
"Marca…Dan's was at one of my hunting trips last fall
and the subject of fine wine and women came up and by
the time the weekend was over Dan said he just had to
meet this Marca that the others all knew!" I gave a sly
smile to the new man and saw that he was interested and
I could see by the way he was dressed and the two rings
he had on that he could afford me.
"Marca he has heard about your reputation from the
other clients I have that you have gone out with and
Dan is eager to try join the team. I laughed and told
both of them. "You think you need to change your/his
luck?" After a few teasing jokes and some appraising
looks, the stockbroker left and we were at the table
alone. A table in the corner and no one could see my
lower body.
This was going to be quick and to the point, for us
both knew I was here to sell him something; just how
long it would take to get him to deliver a deposit…in
me was the question. My stockbroker friend paid me 500
big ones for each new client I took care of, after that
first time; I was to work out my deal direct with my
new customer. I had worked it out with the broker that
the first 500 went into my ICA Mutual Fund account
every time I took care of one of his clients. After
that first visit with his client, I used my personal
money to invest in the fund. Therefore, with that out
of the way it was time to go to work.
"Mr. Duffy what did all the other men say about me? I
just hope you do not believe everything they say, did
you?" He moved closer to me and took my hand in his,
and held it in my lap. "They said in so many words that
you were the best looking woman…God knows they were
right about that and you knew what to do with…This!" He
responded as he boldly, yet nervously, pulls my soft,
willing hand over the obscenely large bulge in his
pants. "It seemed like I was the only man at the camp
who was not getting any this in that hot pussy of
yours." My eyes went wide as I felt his bulge and my
mouth open to form a big O-ring as if I was about to
suck it.
Loving his up-front, direct approach, I grin wickedly
at him and mischievously respond, "Well…you just did
not get on my list. These things take time...I'm not a
total slut you know, I only play one when I entertain!"
With those words, I smile at him, and stroke his cock
harder through his pants. I looked around the room to
make sure that no one was looking and began to put the
hand moves on the outside of his pants. "OH…good
heavens I do think this thing is growing, I do
believe!" Dan is a bit surprised at my boldness but he
quickly gets over it and slides his arms around me to
pull me in close.
"Mmmmm," I moan as he plants one of his large hands on
my leg and rubs it up toward my thigh, "I think you
like me. I could get to like this big boy also!" He had
his hand at my panty-covered pussy and was rubbing my
fold though the cotton material.
"Damn, Marca," he hisses, "every man at the camp
fucking adores you; and I can see why, you look so
fucking sexy, especially in that damn dress." I wonder
how many men Paul had at his camp and did I do all of
them?
"Oh Mr. Duffy…I look sexy in this little mini skirt, in
this old thing? You should see me out of it," I respond
as I teasingly, tantalizingly lick at my hot lips, when
my hand still on his tented crouch as I lean over and
whisper in his ear. "Totally out of it bent over the
side of a king size bed with my tight ass way up high,
weaving back and forth in the air, making little
circles. With me looking back over my shoulder with a
"fuck me" look on my face. That's what you should see!"
"Oh, fuck yes; I want to," he replies haltingly, "I
want to see what some of what the other men have been
seeing." His hands slowly slide down my legs and around
to my ass and he begins to squeeze my firm ass. Dan
figures he wanted to take this up stairs to his room,
so he signals for the bar tab and I tell him that it
might be best I meet him and not be seen going up
together. I quickly glance around to make sure no one
observes as I slip out of the bar and to the elevators.
I got to his room and was at the door no more than a
minute or two when he got off the elevator and had Paul
with him and both had that look on their face and
hurried me into the room, the boys were horny. I
giggled as they hustled me into the room, I looked at
Paul and said, "Both of you was not part of the deal!
So are there others or a few other things?"
"Really," Dan said. Intrigued by what I said, his hand
sliding down and rubbing my back. "Nice, this is
fucking nice. What other things?"
"Well," I said as I leaned my head to one side and
sighed as Dan's hand moved to my neck. "Just other
things, you know as in what else!"
His fingers felt so good that I did not even notice my
skirt fall to the floor or my blouse slip off as the
straps of my bra sliding down over my shoulders and
onto my arms. It seemed the natural thing to do to just
lean my body back into him and let him work. I felt his
lips on my neck and moaned as he was placing kisses on
my neck. His hands had stopped rubbing my shoulders and
were now cupping my tits. I gasped as he rolled my
nipples between his fingers. He whispered in my ear
"God you got big breast!" and I lowered my arms in
obedience to his command. With my arms down, he lowered
my bra, exposing my breasts for both he and Paul to
admire.
His hands returned to my boobs as his lips returned to
my neck. A glance in Paul's direction seeing him
fidgeting in a chair as his hand dropped and began to
rub his erection through his trousers. Dan had seen it
too and whispered in my ear again. "Give him a blowjob,
I’ll pay for it! Get him taken care of and out of
here!" I smiled and bent over in front of him. His legs
opened as soon as my hands reached for his zipper, he
softly whispered, "Yes."
I freed his erection from the confines of his trousers
and leaned my lips down to the head of his cock. As I
let Paul's dick slip into my mouth, I felt Dan's hands
working my panties down my thighs and to my knees. I
lifted my feet up so that he could pull them the rest
of the way off. Somehow, my white heels remained on,
other wise I was naked with the two men.
Paul gasped as I sucked harder on his cock and I moaned
inwardly as I felt Dan's fingers work magic on my slit.
Oh, shit! Goddamn that felt good! I raised my mouth off
Paul’s cock and mouthed to him, (you own me.) "Oh yes I
will, you are so good Marca, oh yes!"
My legs opened and I felt something rubbing up and down
the length of my moist pussy lips. As if I had never
had a cock rub my slit, however it felt bigger than
most men with whom I had worked on, or who had worked
on my pussy before. I wanted to turn and look, but Paul
held my head down on his cock. I licked sucked and got
into the BJ I was doing, they did not give me the
nickname in high school as Marca the human Hoover
vacuum cleaner for nothing.
I licked his cock from the balls all the way up to the
tip and then let my tongue circle the tip, Paul was
moaning so I guess I was doing o.k. I opened my mouth
and let the tip pass my lips, his cock slipped into my
mouth easily and I let it go in as far as it could. I
felt so sexy doing this; Paul moved his hips so that
his cock moved in and out of my mouth on its own. I
took one hand and held his hairy balls, they filled my
palm and I rubbed and squeezed them while I continued
to suck and lick his dick.
He tightened his grip on my locks of my hair that he
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 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." I laughed and replied, "I found that out years
ago and the hours are not bad!" I swallowed and gulped
on him and kept swallowing as he leaked sperm down his
limp cock, damn the boy was horny. I continued to suck
for all I was worth trying to get the last drop out of
him. His semen tasted different this time. He must have
been on a rich food and heavy drinking thing, diet has
something to do with how semen tastes. As I finished
sucking Paul, I felt the most mind-bending stretch I
had ever imagined as Dan's cock started it journey into
my pussy.
He had worked the head in as I finished and Paul let
his hands fall off of my head so that I could lift up
and scream, "Oh my God! That is not real, you are
fucking big!"
Paul looked over and I heard him gasp as he looked at
Dan’s tool.
Dan continued pushing the head in, than with about an
inch more into me; I screamed again. "Oh shit! Oh my
god you…fucking shit! It is too fucking big! Stop.
Stop. DAMN IT!"
He stopped, but did not pull out, so I whimpered,
"Please. Take it easy you think I am some cow to just
fuck?" I look at Paul and give him a hard firm look and
motion with my head for him to go. He just sat dumb
founded looking at Duffy’s cock. "Paul you need to go
get a drink!" Still bent over at the waist and my eyes
locked on Paul’s as he stood and pulled his pants up
and headed for the door. "I’ll take good care of Mr.
Duffy, call me tomorrow baby!"
The door shut and I looked back and said to the big
cock that was trying to get in me. "OK, where were we!"
He looked down at my ass and said in so many words.
"Shit I get so excited some times I forget that I am
this big, I'll go slowly; I'm big, but they all said
you were the girl that could take it, if any pussy
could!"
The feeling of my pussy stretched like that is
indescribable. It felt like someone had shoved his
whole arm inside me. Then, Dan began to inch his way in
and out of me. He pulled back about an inch at first.
Then he pushed it back in some. He did this ten or a
dozen times before, he pulled out a little more than an
inch and pushed it back in going deeper each time. Then
with each stroke, he pulled out a little further on the
outstroke, until finally only the tip left still inside
me.
I looked back between my legs and saw two monsters
hanging in a sack that look like an over stuff sock.
"Good god you’re unbelievable!" He had taken hold of my
hips and began that slow stroking my slit as all his
big, long cock bastards will do that know how to fuck.
This motherfucker knew how to fuck and he knew it too.
A man with a big cock will do the slow motion on you
until he feels you hump back at him and he knows you
want the train ride and he has the engine in you ready
to roll.
"Fuck me!" I pleaded, and he rammed his hard cock into
me. I screamed out, my pussy just got a full cock
fucking, and it felt like a telephone pole was fucking
me. He kept going and an extremely powerful orgasm
started ripping through my body, so powerful that I
might pass out for a minute. I looked back over my
shoulder at him and puckered my lips as if I wanted a
kiss from him and sucked air and moaned though my
teeth.
"God damn Dan, you are fucking good!" I grunted. "Hold
still and feel this big boy!" Than I began to work my
pussy making it clamp on to his big pink snake, milking
him and squeezing it with just my pussy.
"Shit Marca, you are so fucking good, so tight, you
make any big cock seem good! Goddamn they were right
you could fuck! Holy shit how you are doing that, you
are sucking my cock with your pussy better than some
women can suck with their mouth!"
I reached back and put a hand on my hip and flexed my
right leg, making my pussy throb, and began to work his
cock with my pussy jaws. He said he thought the girls
who normally he used gave out great sex, but now he
knew they were merely amateurs. I thanked him for the
compliment "I get a lot of practice and by the way I am
no amateur, this is the reason I get the top dollars
for my services!"
We rocked back and forward and with a dual motion, he
made a grab for my long black wavy hair, yanking it
back at the same time as giving my ass cheeks a hard
slap, a whack. I looked back at him as I screamed out
loud "am I your dirty bitch" … With that, he came with
his next thrust.
Then as if he had lost control, he slams into me fast
and hard...he is creaming my pussy with his load of
warm cream, as I call out to him. "Fuck me, fuck me
like a bitch dog, and fuck my pussy!" Filling my pussy,
wetness of my juices and his sperm was running down my
thighs. I feel his hands stroking and petting my ass,
spreading me open and fingering my pussy again. He
slips a finger inside my ass to savor the wet hole.
"You! You're a fucking bitch dog! A bitch in heat! They
said you can't get enough cock can you?" My eyes widen
as I look at him fingering my ass. "Dan, no way, you
are much too big for that!" I push him back on the bed
and tell him to relax and I go to the bath to give
myself a quick, but hopefully a good douches and clean
myself.
I return to the bed and wash his big limp tool with a
damp washcloth at the same time cleaning his balls. I
stand and slip on my skirt and blouse and put my
panties and bra in my purse. He told me to open the top
drawer of the nightstand and get 500 out of his money
clip, that was for the BJ with Paul and a tip for me
from him even if Paul was to pick up the tab.
"That was the best... Marca." I look down at him and
smile. "It has been a real pleasure doing business with
you Dan! Thank you, for the nice tip. We will have to
do it again, soon."
"Yes, we will. This is going to be a long and fruitful
business relationship. Just how do I go about seeing
you again?"
"Here is my card and my answering service will take you
number and I will return the call within 3 hours. A
morning or afternoon session is 400 after 6PM is 500
and all night is 750. If you have clients, it is a one
time thing of 500, but no over nights on the first date
unless I say so."
He looked at the card as he sat up on his elbows and
looked me over one more time and I could see the wheels
turning him thinking of how he could put my services to
work for him. "Baby you do anything, or do you have
some things that for off limits? You got any girl
friends you work with for a group party?"
Looking down at him, I smiled and told him the
guidelines of my group actives. "I do only two men at a
time and no more than 6 or 7 in a group and I work
alone! I don’t need any help when it comes to handling
sex with a man, or a couple of men!"
I bent over and kissed him on the cheek, and squeezed
his limp snake. I said to him. "I may need to make you
a special deal since you are packing something that
makes me happy. Bye baby call me!" Out the door, I went
and headed for the parking garage. I got into my car
and saw that I had over two hours before I had to be at
the Hilton and I had my dress and heels I was wearing
for cocktails and dinner in the trunk. I thought it
would be best to go to the Hilton and be early, and not
fight the freeway later.
I had to put on my other dress before I got to the
hotel, so some 3 or 4 miles before I got there, I
turned onto a dark street and pulled to the curb. I put
the car gently into park, then twisted in my seat,
spreading my legs more in the process and letting my
right breast fall completely out of my blouse. I felt
like maybe this was not a good place to change.
However, I had to slip on my new dress and I moved my
hand up to my fresh black panties and fingered the
fabric.
I suddenly felt my seatbelt release, and then, I
reached down and reclined my seat. My left hand fell to
the floor of the back seat. My right hand, which had
been on my breast, slipped to the other side, and was
pulling my blouse even more open as it went. I tossed
the blouse and skirt into the back seat and placed my
dress for the evening on the back of the passenger
seat.
I looked out the car window and realized that there was
someone passing the car. An elderly man was standing
nearby and appeared to be trying to sneak peaks in at
me. The street was almost dark, and I did not think he
could see me.
I could see that the elderly man was standing closer to
the car now. He was leaning against a signpost, and not
looking directly at me, but I knew that he was aware of
what was going on. Just an old man, I did not care if
he saw me. I finally felt my hand in the dark grasp the
waistband and pull the panties up over my long tan legs
to my knees. I raised my hips up, giving the man
outside the car a spectacular view in the process. My
breasts tilted up toward the streetlights behind him
and my pussy almost even with the bottom of the window.
I saw the old man smile as he watched. Damn he could
see me and this just sent me off and made my nipples go
rock hard. I had always considered myself an
exhibitionist before my customers, but this little
striptease for this stranger turned me on even more. I
stopped and let my panties fall back to the car floor.
With my panties now down around one ankle, I spread my
legs even more for the old man. Than he lowered, his
hand to his crouch and unzipped his baggie old pants.
He pulled out a limp shriveled up old cock and began to
jerk it with just his two fingers and his thumb. Our
eyes made contact and he gave me a smile that told me I
was making him happy. I turned the map light on in the
car and this gave him a perfect view of my pussy and
boobs.
I moved my body over to the passenger side of the front
seat as my fingers found their way to my fold; I raised
my legs up off the floor and spread them as wide as I
could in the car. I moved my right hand down and shoved
two of my fingers into my soaked pussy, moaning as they
penetrated my love tunnel. The feeling of my fingers
rubbing inside my own pussy and the old man jerking as
he watched me sent me over the edge.
"OH... OH... OH, GOD! OH...GOD! OH! OH!" I cried out as
the waves of my orgasm rode over me like a warming
fire. I let my hand fall to my side as the old man in
the fading light look on at my body and he watched as I
used more baby wipes to clean my pussy and wipe up the
juices off the seat. I slipped my panties back up my
long legs and said to hell with the bra than I wiggled
into my mini cocktail dress. I sat up, pulling my top
down and flashed him my boobs one more time as I waved
and smiled at the elderly man as I pulled away.
Chapter 3
I made it to the Hilton parking garage and did the
self-parking knowing I might be staying over night, if
he got lucky, whoever he is. I went to the roof and
parked in one of the coroners as only one car could
park beside me. I put my things in the trunk, slipped
back in the front seat to bring out my make-up case and
do my face, my hair, and touched up my nails, fingers
and toes. I used baby wipes on my pussy and ass one
more time to make sure I was clean and applied perfume
to just the right places.
I arrived at a huge hotel suite looking like a $500
hooker. I knew I would be entertaining a client and was
looking forward to it. I got the introduction to a Mr.
Frank Wentworth and was his date in the hotel dinning
room for dinner with the other men. Frank was a
handsome man in his mid-fifties, about six feet tall.
His brown hair was starting to turn grey, giving him a
distinguished appearance.
He kept himself in excellent shape by working out at
the health club at least three times a week. Frank had
been married to his wife for thirty years. While they
loved each other, very much their sex life had dwindled
to almost nothing over the last few years Frank's
company had become his mistress, and he worked very
long hours to ensure that it remained successful.
He is very easy on the eyes, my excitement have my
nipples hard. Oh no, should I have worn my bra to cover
my nipples but than I like letting him see how much he
excites me? I give up let him look. I want him to see
me and try to guess what I am feeling without saying a
word he winks at me. My smile confirms my attraction. I
can hardly take my eyes off him. He carries himself
with a lot of confidence. Mr. Wentworth has my
attention this evening.
My nipples become hard. As I turn around to see where
he was, I found him right at my side looking straight
at my nipples. I tease him by make my breasts giggle as
I walk to the table for drinks. He fell into my trap of
thinking he was talking me into going to bed with him
and I did remind him that he was a married man. When my
hand accidentally touched his cock at the little table,
we were at after dinner having a drink; will he saw how
excited I got over knowing he was a real man as I
expressed my feelings about what he had down there.
As I put my hand down on his leg and leaned over to
whisper something to him, I had place my hand down on
his upper thigh and my fingers feel on the inside of
his leg and I felt his shaft on the inside of his
pants. My eyes when big I stop talking to him, my mouth
fell open as I looked at him and than very slowly down
toward the big thing and I gasped an "OH MY…OH!" My
hand froze to his thigh and I ran my fingers up and
down it.
My face turned crimson, and my mouth dropped open but
no words came forth. My breathing quickened noticeably,
and I started to squirm in my chair. My pussy knew
right away it was about to be invaded by a cock this
size started making my juices flow even more. He felt
embarrassed since he was not use to anyone doing that
so I had to change my attack.
I put my free hand up to my mouth as if to hide my
speech, but I held fast to his big tool with my other
hand and fingers. "Oh I am sorry I should keep my hands
to myself, I did not mean to do that... it just kind
of…will it shocked me Mr. Wentworth…I am not around men
with something like that, a man such as you." I than
began to blush and looked down at the table as if I had
been found out that I had been naughty.
He smiled and looked at me and his eyes went to my
boobs where they had been all night, my timing was
perfect for at the moment my nipples went hard and
poked though the thin material of my top. I saw him
look and I made eye contact with him, gave that
sheepish smile, and whispered to him. "I get excited
when I think about something like you have!" I squeezed
it just enough to let him know I was still holding it.
I let out a deep breath and made a low moan sound as he
continued to look at my hard nipples poking though the
dress. "Please Mr. Wentworth, you are staring at my
breast; everyone is watching me/us!" He smiled and
slipped his hand down on my leg, I spread it some so he
could run his hand up my thigh, which he did, and I did
nothing to stop him. He was getting bold, he had it at
my panties, and I knew he could feel the dampness of my
crouch.
"Oh Mr. Wentworth, oh that makes me crazy!" I clamped
my legs together and had his hand in and near my
happiness. One of his fingers found my rubbing spot,
though my damp panty covered pussy, my hot wet pussy!
"Oh my you keep that up and you are going to make me
wet my G-string panties!"
Than I put my shaking hand, back down on his leg and
ran it over his now stiff cock. "Mr. Wentworth I think
we should dance, I would love to dance a slow one with
you!"
Mr. Wentworth and I started to dance and he turned out
to be a marvelous dancer so when he did not break away
after the first dance, I danced another one with him. I
knew by the way hr was running his hands over my ass
that he liked the way I was following him. By the third
slow number in a row, he was pulling me into his
manhood and it was at full attention and standing tall.
I was breathing fast and take-in deep breaths when he
asked me if I was OK. I looked up at him and said. "Mr.
Wentworth I feel I really should be going saying
goodnight." He looked at me with a disappointing look.
"My dear I though you were having a good time!"
I put my head on his shoulder and whispered to him. "Oh
can’t you see what your doing to me, you have me so
turned on from your hands on my backside and I can fell
your manhood Mr. Wentworth, oh god it feels so big I
think I going to pass out just thinking about it!"
He looked to see if the others were still at the table
but they knew to head out when I took him to the dance
floor. All but the headman and he had to pay me my fee.
When he saw me look his way and nodded, he knew I had
made a move and I told Mr. Wentworth that if he did not
mind I would go back to the table get my purse and say
goodnight and go to his room and lay down, that way no
one knows anything about my excitement tonight.
He went for that hook line and sinker. On the way back
to the table, he handed me the key to his room. I sat
down and got my purse and told the two men it was late
and I needed to call it a night and my money man
slipped me my 5 big ones under the table just as I was
getting my car keys out of my purse.
I gave a quick wink to Wentworth and kissed him on the
cheek, making a point to tell him how much I enjoyed
the evening and hoped he would call me the next time he
was in town. I did that runway walk out of the bar and
to the elevators.
I was so horny when I left the small club thinking what
a cock I was about to have for the rest of the night. I
had my clothes off and did a quick douche and re
touched my make-up and slipped in bed with just a smile
on. I had let the door be ajar so Mr. Wentworth did not
need a key to get in and with the lights out; I was
under the sheets and ready for the big boy.
Around 12:00 midnight, I heard him make his way into
the hotel room and on into the bedroom and I
immediately pretended to be a sleep.
"Marca…are you in here?" He quietly called as he
approached the bed. I could see his silhouette from the
light from the small living room connected to the
bedroom.
"Oh I must have fallen asleep!" I saw him standing by
the bed and I moved as if to send the signal for him to
set on the edge of the bed. I could smell his cologne
as he took a seat next to me and I turned on my side
with my hip up high giving him a hint of how my long
legs might look uncovered. I was able to get my arms
out from under the sheet, but kept my boobs covered. He
looked down at me and than reached and turned on the
lamp by the bed.
As he did this, he moved and snuggled against me. His
hands slid down my body and settled on my butt. He
groped and squeezed my ass cheeks through the sheets.
He could not feel any panty lines under the sheets and
this caused his stirring cock to spring immediately to
hardness; his pants could not hide that fact. I could
see this and giggled. We looked at each other for a few
more minutes and then he broke the stillness.
"You know Marca this group tried to fix me up with a
whore on my last trip here and I told them no way, I
have never and will not have sex with a whore, but when
they said they had a high-class escort, not a hooker
and when I saw you I knew I would be pleased. I am so
happy to know they got you as my date and not some
hooker. I was very pleased to go out with you!"
I smiled at him and told him. "I guess I am not a very
good hooker, because she would not let a man make her
get all wet in her panties when she felt of his
manhood!"
I than told him I needed to get up and dressed so he
could get to bed. "Mr. Wentworth would you get my
panties from the bathroom I had to wash them out
because of the mess I made when we were dancing!" he
laughed and got up and went to the bath while I jumped
up slipped on my 5" black FMP and picked up my dress as
if I were ready to put it on.
When he came out of the bath, he found me a few feet
from my dress that was on the big easy chair in the
corner of the room. He froze as he saw me; his eyes
took all of me in. I placed one hand over my pussy,
crossed my big boobs with the other, and gave that sly
smile.
I could feel my body reacting to him as we looked at
each other. My nipples were tingling from the
stimulation of my right hand on them. My pussy was
starting to moisten again and I could feel my face and
chest beginning to flush from the excitement. I could
feel the emotional thrill of the situation throughout
my body and I enjoyed the feeling.
He just kept looking at me and I looked at his left
hand that had my panties and stepped over to him and
took them. "Oh they are still wet; I guess I can go
home without panties tonight!" I was standing with
nothing on but my heels and right in front of him ready
for him to touch me. "Oh Mr. Wentworth I needed to tell
my escort service that you enjoyed the evening! How was
your date?" He than reached out and put his arms around
me and pulled me to him.
"I had a wonderful time…I do not want the night to end,
stay with me!"
We kissed and touched one another and I could feel the
growing hardness of his cock against my tummy. He felt
my breasts and I could feel my arousal grow as he felt
me up. He broke off the kisses and guided me toward the
bed. He pushed me and sat me on the bed and he stood up
and reached for his wallet.
"Mr. Wentworth I was paid already to be your date, I
don't …" I started to protest, to tell him I was
enjoying myself so much that he didn't need to pay me
when he cut me right off. (Just what I wanted him to
think.)
"Marca, before you say it, let me say that I agree. A
complete date with you is not like anything I have ever
had. I have a question for you, how much do you get
paid to have a date, just dinner and talking." I
uncovered my boobs, letting him see the big nipples up
close and I looked him in the eye and said. I get 400
Mr. Wentworth!" He smiled and told me. "I will pay you
$400 for tonight and every night you will go out with
me." He smiled and handed me 4-one hundred dollar
bills. I did not reach for them right away but instead
tried to finish my sentence.
"What I meant to say Mr. Wentworth was that you don't
need to pay me for tonight. To me this was a real date
with a real man." I was hoping that he would understand
that I wanted to have sex with him, and I had to act
not like a whore but as a newfound friend.
"No Marca, let's keep this strictly business. A deal is
a deal and you should remember that your time with me
is what you do for a living." I took his hand and
pulled him to the bed and I fell back on the pillows
allowing my legs to open and spread as I pulled them up
and apart and to show, my full open slit.
"Oh Mr. Wentworth you make me feel so special…please
tell me yes…are you going to sleep with me, please show
me your manhood I can not take this anymore you are
making me go crazy!"
I began to rub my nipples and with my other hand my
fold. He stepped back toward the bath and quickly
undressed with his back to me. When Wentworth turned
around, I gasped. I always get a big rush each time I
see a cock so big. I must have been staring just a bite
to much because he glanced down at his hard cock then
looked at me. "You like the looks of this!" he said,
boldly gazing at his unbelievable tool. I could not
find my voice. I pointed at it, How, I stammered. "My
God just how big is it?" With a smirk look on his face,
he lifted it up and pointed it at my face. He stood
before me naked with his big fat stomach falling over
that monster he had between his legs that was coming to
life.
"Mr. Wentworth I have never been with a man like
you…you want hurt me will you?"
He smiled and shook his head no, than I reached out and
looked up at him as if I were a virgin and said to him
as I took his cock in my right hand, "Can I touch
it…please!" He watched intently, as I slowly stroked
his massive tool. I stroked it softly over its entire
length, than wrapped my fingers around it, then I
wrapped my left hand around it as thou trying to gage
its size.
I slowly slid my hand down and cupped his balls, then
wrapped my hand around the head. Looking up at him I
asked…"How can any women take this it scares me to
think of this trying to get in me, how in the hell do I
get this inside of me!" He laughed as I kissed the head
of his love tool.
Wentworth watched intently as I leaned forward and
kissed it, than began sucking on the area where the
bottom of his giant opening met the sensitive skin
under the massive head. Large amounts of pre-cum coated
my lips and nose. I took the head into my mouth. I
slowly let it slip out, licking it as it fell from my
lips.
"Oh me Mr. Wentworth I can not believe I am doing
this…you must think I am that hooker they tried to fix
you up with!"
Before he could answer, I began to kiss and lick on the
big thing. "God, oh me, taking this, will require a lot
of practice! We may need to see each other again for me
to practice doing it right." I went right back, this
time taking nearly 6 inches. My lips parted and my
tongue slithered out and started slowly licking his
cock from his balls up to the head, just as if I was
eating an ice cream cone. Then I would swirl my tongue
around the head, paying extra attention to the
sensitive area underneath the head, before resuming the
trip back down to
his balls.
My large brown eyes watched Frank's facial expressions
as I gently sucked on the purple knob. It was obvious,
that he was thoroughly enjoying the oral attention I
was providing. More moans of pleasure issued from his
mouth. The sensations that my mouth produced, and the
sight of my full ruby red lips wrapped around the head
of his cock caused his cum to start boiling in his
balls. "Oh I can not believe this oh Jesus Christ…yes
baby, suck me, you're so good," he moaned. Than just
out of nowhere he shouted, "I am... oh yes!"
The first massive spurt chocked me and I pulled back.
The next one hit my chin, face, neck, hair and the rest
of his load shoots into my open mouth. I opened my eyes
just in time to see a great wad of semen splash
directly into my eyes. I opened my mouth to say
something and ended up swallowed as much of his cream
as I possibly could. It tasted slightly different from
some others I have had, more sweet than most men I
suck. Later I found out he was diabetic. That was the
reason it may have tasted that way.
I fell back on my elbows as his sperm shot like ropes
all over me and the salt was causing my eyes to burn
and tear up. When he finally stopped, I turned my face
up at him with my mouth open so he could see the Gump
running down my face on to my breast.
"Wow Mr. Wentworth I bet your wife can not get enough
from you?" I tormented him as I saw though my sperm
covered eyelids his cock head and dripping cream from
it.
"Who?" he hesitated a second, almost as if he forgot he
had a wife. "My wife…no, no, fuck her, fuck my fucking
wife, the sexless bitch!" (She just lost him to me...
bye, bye!) Looking up still with cream on my face, I
told him.
"I want to be your sexy bitch…I want YOUR cock, all
your cocks in me. I need lots of cocks, I'm bad, I'll
be your slut, and I’ll let you fuck me anytime any
place with that big cock, I’ll be just like a whore!"
"I’m no young pup anymore you know."
"You could have fooled me," I giggled, as globs of
cream ran down my face and some I licked off my lips
and wiped up with my fingers from my eyes and chin.
"You know Mr. Wentworth, for as long as I can remember
I have never enjoyed oral on a man, but with you there
is something very sexy about taking your big cock in my
mouth and sucking on it until it explodes. I think I am
going to enjoy oral on you, if you let me!"
I got up went to the bath and took a shower to clean
the shit off me and get ready to fuck his brains out
just thinking about that big cock was making me wet and
not from the shower. When I came out of the bath, he
was on his back with a limp Sausage and fast asleep. I
got in bed with him, fell asleep, and knew I would wake
during the night and have some of that big boy after it
rested.
I allowed Wentworth to have intercourse with me later
that night. Tell you the truth is was not what I
expected, he is a lousy fuck, no other way to say it.
First off, he rushed everything, no real foreplay, and
no oral at all. For that matter, he never has had oral
with anyone, so he said. I usually have an orgasm
during intercourse to. That is if the man does not
ejaculate too soon. That is the other problem with
Wentworth is that he ejaculates to quickly, a problem
he still has to this day.
Mr. Frank Wentworth became a regular and his premature
ejaculation worked to my advantaged after all; I do not
have to work that hard for 4 hundred when he spends the
night. He was a monthly client and required no extra
work other than a hand job to get it hard and about two
and if I was lucky five minutes of a big cock in me,
that did nothing but make me get horny. I found out
that first night that his rap sheet I would work up on
him would have a special line.
BIG COCK NICE ONE AND VERY LARGE HEAD! BIG SET OF
BALLS! VERY HEAVY SAC. BAD NEWS! PREMATURE EJACULATION!
CANNOT LAST two MINUTES!
He had come by late last night, took me out for a late
night dinner and we got back here for his 10 minutes of
sex and than he rolled over, and went to sleep. When I
woke, he was up and getting dressed and talking on the
phone about some deal he just had to have.
He looked down at me as I open my eyes and smiled as I
squirmed on the bed and let the sheet slip off my ass
and boobs to show him what he could have. He hung up
the phone and told me he had to get out of here and to
the airport to make it home in time for a party his
wife was giving. However, he kept looking at me!
I said, "You like what you see, to bad you don’t have
time to enjoy it!"
I began caressing my beautiful bare buns with one hand
and fingered my right nipple with the other hand.
I softly ran my fingers up and down my butt crack and
added, "Look at my tan line. It is barely visible. You
would think I spent a day at the pool without wearing a
bikini."
I said, "You normally like to stay a while with me but
today you can't wait to get out of here! Why are you
suddenly interested in hanging around now? Is it
because you like looking at my bare butt?"
He did not answer, but it looked like he was really
getting excited. I decided that this was a perfect time
to punish him for ignoring me. I was going to turn him
on and then leave him high and dry. That would teach
him to pay more attention to me!
I patted and rubbed my round butt cheeks a few times
and said, "look how smooth and firm my sweet firm ass
is. Do you think my butt is better than what you have
to hurry off to?"
He managed to say, "No, you've got a great butt."
I said, "Well then maybe I have some other features
that are keeping you from leaving."
I reached up, gently squeezed my big boobs and said,
"Well, maybe you don't want to go on your business trip
because you like looking at my breasts. You probably
like seeing my cleavage when I push them together. They
feel so nice and full in my hands when I squeeze them.
I'll bet you like my boobies because they're bigger
than what you have at home."
He mumbled, "you got perfect breasts, they look better
than hers."
I wanted to tease my new lover to the max before
sending him out the door without giving him any
release. I continued the torture by gently placing my
fingers on my big tits and then I began making soft
circles over my red round nipples.
I said, "You think my breasts are better that her
breasts? Come on big man, you can be honest with me.
Take a good look at my nice firm boobies. They're
perfectly shaped and I bet her nipples are little cute
ones, wouldn't you agree?"
As my nipples began to harden under my gentle touch, he
replied, "Well, you’re breasts are excellent, you have
such big firm breast and I know they are better."
As he continued to gawk at my naked body, he developed
a large bulge in the front of his pants. I decided to
torture him a little more as I slid my hands over my
flat stomach; next, I began to rake my fingernails
through and around my fold.
He started to perspire as he ogled my sweet snatch, but
he managed to mutter, "God I love your pussy, Marca."
I just laid there with my legs slightly spread apart
and ran my finger in circles around my pussy lips. As I
continued running my fingernails through my mound I
said, "Now don't answer so fast. Take a good hard look
between my legs. Are you sure you don't like her pussy
better than mine?"
He stammered, "…no" and then he tried to reach down
between my legs.
I slapped his hand, pushed it away and said, "You're
not going to touch me when you got to hurry home to
her. Besides that, you do not have time. You have to
leave on your business trip!"
He did not move. That statement really frustrated him.
He was so excited that he was trembling. My plan was
obviously working because the bulge in his pants looked
bigger than I had ever seen it before. He needed some
action soon or he was going to bust.
I decided to continue punishing him with my plan of
letting him see, but not touch. After moving my hands
down between my legs, I spread them further apart. I
began softly caressing my inner thighs and occasionally
touching my pussy lips, which made me twitch. I think I
was finally starting to enjoy myself.
I asked, "Honey, don't you just love my tan legs? They
are so smooth and muscular. It makes you just want to
spend the whole day between them. I did enjoy the way
you ate it last night and I bet my juice was a perfect
treat to end the night!"
My new lover had an unobstructed view as I ran my
finger up and down my moist slit. It was so warm and
inviting. He wanted to get involved in the activities
so badly, but all I would let him do is watch. That was
too bad for my lover boy, because the action was really
starting to heat up.
I said in a sweet, girlish voice, "Aw, look at my
pussy, it is getting all wet. It is so wet that my
finger just slides right in. Watch how my finger goes
in and out, in and out, in and out. It just keeps
getting wetter!"
I looked up at him and said, "Say, it's getting late.
You have to leave for your business trip. I think you
better hurry home to her, she will be ready to give you
some tonight!"
He began to whimper and said, "No, I can't leave now. I
am so hard it hurts. Please Marca; you've got to help
me out!"
I said, "Sorry you had plenty of chances to be with me.
Now it is my turn. I have my toys to help me. See how I
playing with my own boobs while I move my finger in and
out of my pussy? Look how I squeeze my nipples and
pulls on them. That feels really good."
Directing his attention back to my pussy, I said, "Look
down here, watch how I responds when I leave my finger
inside of me and make little circles. It caused me to
moan with pleasure. See that, that is my clitoris. I
like to call it my love button. Watch what happens when
I continue moving my finger inside of my pussy while I
touch my love button with my other hand. I squirm
around like a little puppy.
I heard him unzip his fly and I looked back to see him
free his erect penis from his pants.
I said, "Put that thing away and get out of here. Go on
your business trip. Leave me alone."
He was begging me to give him some action, but I
refused. I was really driving him crazy. I pulled my
finger out of my juicy pussy, pointed towards the door
and once again, I told him to leave.
I said, "Well if I had a tongue, I’ll just have to call
some one to give me his tongue down there!"
He said, "Oh yes. I’ll do it, please let me do it!"
My butt was up in the air and with my knees spread,
exposing my pussy to my lover. He tried to put his
penis inside of me from behind, but I pushed him away.
I told him that he had to go he could not touched me
for days, so he should just take a good look at what
he's missing. I explained to him that he should think
about my naked body he was watching, while he was on
his trip. Because watching was all he was going to get
to do today.
He was whining, "I'm sorry, Marca. Please let me put it
in. I am begging you, "but I just ignored him.
I turned my attention back between my legs and I could
feel the tension building inside of me. As I licked my
nipples and moved my finger around inside of my wet
pussy, I squirmed on the sheets and started to thrash
about. My eyes shut and I was moaning uncontrollably.
The tension kept building and building. I could tell
that I was going to explode any second, so I pushed my
fingers deep inside of my sweet snatch several times.
Then I went back to licking my nipples while moving my
finger in and out of my pussy. I got into a rhythm and
I could tell that I was in the right spot by the way
that I was tensing up. Finally, I could not hold on any
longer and I bought myself to a dramatic climax.
Suddenly I felt something land on my back. I turned
around to see my lover getting himself off while he
watched me. As I witnessed him shooting warm spurts all
over me, I started to laugh. However, my lover did not
feel any shame at all. He just zipped up his pants,
kissed me on the cheek and said goodbye. Now I was not
sure if my punishment was effective or not. I rolled
over and went back to sleep.
Chapter 4
After almost a year in the bay area, my business was
growing and I had picked up a few good clients. Most
were over night stays who wanted something they were
not getting at home and a few just wanted me to be with
them, they wanted a looker. One of these better paying
customers was an old fart from Reno and I made sure I
got over to see him when he was horny, this old boy
paid better than anyone I had at the time.
The drive from San Fran to Reno is a good four hours
long, depending on traffic and I made that trip once a
quarter for a weekend I had with a special client. I
made sure I did the trip in mid morning after the rush
hour was out of the way so that I could relax and play
games with the truck drivers. If it were a nice warm
day, I would go with the top down and made sure I had
pulled my skirt up to just below my crouch and loosened
the first three buttons of my blouse.
The truckers loved this game as much as I did. I would
slow down just as I came along side one of the big rigs
and they would keep pace with me for a few miles while
I ran my hand up and down my leg and touch and pinched
my nipples.
Their air horns tooted their thanks for the show I gave
them. Sometimes, if they saw me pull over at a rest
stop or a service station, they would pull in too, some
being bold and come over to talk to me, and try to get
their own up close and personal way with me.
They would some times even ask me for a date, when all
they had to do was pull out 300 big ones and I would
make time for a hour in the cab and they could get all
the feel of my tits and even drop a cock in my pussy
for that price. I made that trip to Reno 4 times a year
for 3 years and I only did two truckers in all that
time. One of the men, that I spent an hour with said he
could not come up with the 300 but he had a load of new
color TV’s with remote controls.
I left Cisco just off I-80 that afternoon with two TV’s
in my back seat, not bad for a BJ and a quickie with a
nice young hung one, and he was not Chinese. I later
sold one to a neighbor for 200 and kept the other until
I left California a year later.
The day I got my two free TV’s, will not free, but you
get the idea…I was doing the speed limit going west on
I-80 and letting the truckers get a look and when they
honked I would wave and speed on to the next one. I
pulled over off the I-80 at Cisco, had to Pee, and did
so at a rest area. When I came out of the restroom, I
saw this big cowboy looking dude standing by my Buick
Rivera. He had an erection his jeans could not quite
hide.
He had his eyes locked on me the minute I headed for my
car and he took in my full body as I made it do that
catwalk toward him. I had on 5" heels knee high boots,
a very tight mini blue jean skirt, and a blue sweater
that fit me like a second skin and when my jean jacket
fell open, you could see I left the bra off today. As I
got closer to my car his eyes took in my high beams and
they went rock hard as he smiled when he saw my nipple
reaction to what was happing.
Man, I just want you to know that you were making every
rig on the I-80 talk about you the past hour or so." I
smiled and put my hands on my hips and gave him that
head cocked pose "I hope I was good, or did someone
complain?" He laughed on that one, and asked did I have
time for a cup of coffee. "Sorry I got to get back to
the Bay area; I got to make a living."
As I went to my door and just out of his, reach. "How
much is it to be good, real good to me?" I stopped and
just looked him over and said but three things to him;
"I go by the hour…I only have an hour…make me an offer
and we are on your hour!" He looked around to see if
anyone was watching and in a low voice said 100 bucks.
"Cowboy that will get you 20 minutes, sorry but no
cigar!"
I open my door to get in and he came back with the
offer for a new color TV, telling me they were worth
500 each. He had my attention and he opens the truck
up, showed me one open, and is out of the box. I told
him to put it in my back seat and make sure it was out
of the box it came in. He had paid up front I climbed
up in his cab and he put the TV in my back seat. His
name was Russell. He was about 35 and he had been
driving rigs for the last ten years. Goddamn this boy
had such big hands I wondering about the rest of him.
His girl friend was at home and waited each week for
his return where, as he put it, she fucked him like a
"bitch in heat" when he got home. He said he was 3 days
out from home. Lying against the passenger door, I
listen to his chatter as I spread my legs just in front
of the gearshift. He licked his fingers then stroked my
pussy lips under my panties and separated my lips. He
poked his thick finger into my juices. I slipped off my
skirt and panties and he smiled. "I wish I had that for
my dinner tonight!" he said as he touched the bare skin
that lay before him.
He held that finger to his nose and sniffed. Taking a
deep breath, he sighed and let it go. Then he licked my
juices off his hand and inserted the finger again. This
time he pumped it in and out. My pussy lubricated
itself and my clit came to attention. Russell was
considerate. He pinched my clit between his large
fingers and tried to move them up and down to make me
climax. I could not tell if he was use to really
pleasing a woman. He was crude but I had to give him an
"A "for effort.
I watched his dick grow in his crouch. He sat far
enough back in the seat that there was plenty of room
between the wheel and his body. I sat up pulled my
sweater up over my head and sat before him with just my
boots on. I let him take in my big boobs and see my
silver dollar nipples go rock hard. "Oh fuck, yes,
those are great, a perfect handful; just like I
imagined." His mouth finds one of my sensitive nipples
and he begins to suck, tug, and bite on my soft flesh.
I squirm and wiggles like a bitch in heat as his bold
hands explore my suddenly too-hot mound.
Crawling over the seat, I unzipped his fly and pulled
out a hefty piece of meat. I looked in his eyes and
licked my lips. He reached down to unbutton his jeans
and slid them and his boxers down to his ankles. I
opened wide and licked the pre-cum that rested on the
head of his cock. My mouth slid down the length of his
massive tool. It lodged deep in my throat. I lingered
there for a short minute. Russell's hips pushed in a
little deeper. His large hand held my head in place.
I thought he was going to hold me there forever. Soon
he released the pressure and allowed me to take
control. I came up for air and then ran my tongue in
and out of his urethra opening.
Pulling my lips tight, I fluttered up and down on his
smooth head. He moaned his pleasure and whispered,
"Please don't stop. I haven't had anything this good in
forever!"
I quickened my pace and plunged deep on his long shaft.
Once it was in my throat once again, I slowed the pace
to give him the maximum pleasure in the smallest space.
When his knees started jerking, I quickened my pace and
moved to his inflamed head. I massaged his sac and
stuck my finger into his prostate. At that, he jumped
slightly.
"Ohhhhh, no one ever done that before; what was it?" he
asked.
"Just a little pleasure button," I assured him. Then he
was silent and allowed me to bring him to conclusion.
As his thick seed pumped into my mouth, I swallowing
the last of his sperm, I said, "Wow, I did not know if
I would be as effective in here as I am in a hotel
room, this is new the same I guess just without all of
the elements I know."
I sat up and lay back against the door. His fingers
swam in and out of the fluids in my pussy until he made
it get up again. I looked at the clock on the dash and
saw I had been in the cab less than thirty minutes.
Still had to time to earn the other half of that TV I
told myself, but I think the way he was looking at me I
had already paid. His cock was still semi firm and I
reached over and began to stroke it and it did not take
much to get it back to life and his kissing on my
nipples seem to help the cause, cause I was horny and
needed a cock in my love nest.
After 48 hours in Reno on a mission of service, the old
small cock fart that I did every third month. I was
ready for some younger good cock; I just did not know
how much I wanted it until I had his in my mouth. I was
ready to pay him to get some, which will teach me to
stop and tease a big cock son-of-a-bitch with a cowboy
hat on. "You want my cock again, don’t you baby. I bet
you want it some other place this time."
"Yes, I need your cock, you got me horny and I need it
again." I giggled. "I want you to fuck the shit out of
me. He pushed and turned me over into a doggy position
on the passenger seat of the truck. "Gat damn that's a
pretty ass you got there. I need to get a better look
at that." I looked back at him and saw his big hands
rub my ass cheeks and felt his fingers rub my slit.
"Use me as your…I’ll be your fucking whore." He had
just paid me, in the take it out in trade style, so
technically I was his whore. "I want that hot wet pussy
of yours!" He said. I groaned and cried out, "Fuck me,
fuck me, and fuck…me."
"My pussy needs attention right now, what do you think,
can you get that thing hard enough to fuck me."
Spreading my legs wide I beckoned for the big boy to
fuck me before I had an orgasm waiting for him to get
it in. He knelt between my legs, leaned down, and
kissed my pussy. He made little circles on my clit with
his tongue. I clinched my fists and stiffened, "Oh my
god, I am going to go off!" I cried. He held on as my
hips bucked as wave after wave of orgasm swept over me.
"Come on ride it cowboy ride this wild mare, give her
your best ride you ever gave a pussy!" He took hold my
hips and was groaning and wheezing as if he had to hold
his breath, but could not. "Oh you like a fast cock
baby or a slow make you hump fuck!" Than he slapped my
ass and gave a whacking to my ass cheeks that made me
moan and hump back to meet his big rough hands that hit
my ass and to meet his long hard, but smooth snake that
made me beg for more. The feel of his hands gently
massaging my ass cheeks, was incredible!
"Will what we have here I think this slut likes to have
her butt popped!" One more whack to my ass came from my
cowboy. "Yes’s" I breathed. He started out with little
slaps, always in different spots...on each ass cheek,
high and low, and even on my thighs. His spanking grew
in intensity...harder slaps, that echoed thru the cab.
I was writhing in ecstasy and pain on all fours, as he
made one slap after another, sharp and fast....making
my drenched pussy, sloppy wet, but screaming for
something more, something deep inside me.
"You like it like this don't you; you like being
treated like the whore you are?"
"OH GOD YES! Yes... I love it, treat me like a little
slut."
He pulled his head back, sat up, moving faster he
started to pound my ass with his open hand, slap after
slap; the other hand on my hip began to caress my round
ass, than he would move it to my hair pulling on it
each time a little harder. Suddenly what I have always
wanted from a man hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew
at once I needed to have a man dominate me, and
spanking was the way I wanted it.
I felt a stinging "whack" on my ass, "mmmmmm I moaned,
yes... Yes... spank me," I told him. Repeatedly he
spanked me, turning my ass a bright pink, pulling my
hair, I need you to fuck me, fucking me harder and
harder, hard as you can. I was having the climax of my
life. With eyes closed, I gripped the cab door tighter.
"I bet you think your daddy should being spanking you
because you been a bad girl, fucking all these men!" I
snapped my head around and he looked into my eyes, and
slid his fingers, expertly across my hungry clit. The
most incredible thing happened! I had one hell of an
orgasm, within seconds! I came hard, as he supported my
weakened body, racked with wave after wave of hot hard
throbbing! He managed to keep me upright on all fours
thru this explosion, withdrew his wet hand full of my
pussy juice. "You bastard, fuck you I don’t need to
hear about my daddy!" With that, he gave three hard
whacks back across my ass.
This time, as he laid into me, I was squirming on my
knees and holding onto the door, feeling my juices
running on to my inner thighs...surely, he had a view
of this. Than fast, he began spanking me hard with the
hand wet of my juices! These hard spanks had me half-
humping back and me grinding at his cock just inches
from my nest. "Oh yes spank me spank me good make me
know I had a spanking!" All the while telling me how
beautiful, my ass looked, red, hot..., and how pink and
puffy my pussy lips were! I was crazy with desire!
"Come on cowboy get in my saddle and ride this wild ass
I got!" Looking back at him, I gave him the look of a
woman in distress and one who needed it bad. "You can
not keep it hard I guess, just nothing to fuck me with?
God I need a cock in me now!"…I told him in a whisper.
He, kneeling between my legs, had lost most of his
hardness; even so, it is still more cock than I had in
the past 72 hours.
I reach back between my legs to help him, to guide his
quickly fading cock toward my pussy. I place the head
at my opening. He slowly places the head at my slit and
pushes its way into the well-lubricated opening. He
pulls out, moves his knees a little, I can feel it, and
he is getting it stiff again. This time the head plus
about two inches of cock slide in. The lips cling
tightly to the cock. He pulls a little out, I rotate my
hips, and then he slowly pushes about half of it in. My
ass was on fire and my pussy was going crazy, he had
hit my on button when he spanked me!
"Shit, you are a fucking nymphomaniac, I bet you could
fuck the Giants after every game and still could take
on the visitors!"
The idea of a participating in a gang-bang aroused me
each time I was with a group of men or thought about
it. "Oh please not that, I can not do that!" Knowing
deep down that I would love to have as many cocks as I
could get, big cocks one right after the other giving
it to me. To have, say, 10 hard cocks take turns
fucking me, filling my pussy with their cocks. That
would be an all night event!
He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my dripping
slit. I shivered in response. "Oh, give me that hard
fucker, shove it into my hole, soon to be your hole!"
He thrust hard, pushing the full length of his cock
inside me, making my tits bounce back and forth. He
began fucking me with long, hard strokes of his cock,
each one burying its full length inside me. I pushed
back against him to meet each inward thrust of his
dick.
"Mmmm, you hot little bitch, fuck that fat dick, baby!
Show me how much you love to fuck a big cock."
"Oh yes I love it, I need it. I love fucking your fat
cock! Fuck this bitch, cowboy!"
"Look at your tits bouncing, I love watching those big,
beautiful tits move as we fuck."
"Fuck me, fuck my pussy and give me your hot fucking
load!"
Grasping my hips tightly, he began thrusting harder and
faster. The head of his cock pounded against me inside,
his balls slapping against my pussy lips as we fucked.
"Oh, baby, you're about to get this hot load."
"Give it to me! Squirt your hot fuck juice into me!"
He groaned as he pulled me back against his hips hard,
burying his cock deep in me as the lava streamed up the
length of his shaft and burst into my pussy.
"Oh fuck, I'm going to go off!" I squirmed and pushed
back against him. "Oh you fucking bitch, yes, yes!"
Three consecutive sharp thrusts of his cock culminated
with an explosion of pussy inside me. "Oh, you sweet
little fuck, so good, you are so fucking hot!"
I slid forward. I was flat on the door and his body
pressed against mine, his cock still deep inside me. He
kissed my shoulder, my cheek and my temple.
I looked back into his eyes, drinking in the picture of
him draped over me. I turned and said to him. "I think
you better follow me home and help me unload my new
TV!" This was a younger stud that I did not think I
could ever get enough of him fucking me.
Chapter 5
Russell and I kept an on going fuck fest whenever he
got to the Bat Area. He would make it in about once a
month and stay over a day and sometimes two. On one
trip, he saw that I had a few clippings lying around
that had pictures of furniture, bedroom and dinning
room furniture.
"Marca you looking to buy some stuff for your place?" I
told him I was ready to make this place into a show
place for my guest. In addition, I told him I had a gig
at the National Home Furniture Show in North Carolina
later that month and I wanted to see what kind of deal
I could get when I worked the show. Russell said he
would work out a special deal for me to bring my stuff
from the factory in North Carolina to my place, his
type of deal I could go for.
I had a few hot dates before I made my trip back east
and I made sure I did a two-night stand in Chicago with
Mr. Bernard. Bernard was not into his watching phase on
this trip all I had to do was sleep with the old limp
dick and jerk him off each night.
Our late night dates were over by 10 and home in bed by
11 and I had him a sleep by midnight. I got some rest
those two days. I got into North Carolina on Monday
night late and went right to my hotel ready to meet the
agent who had me the job the next morning early. This
was an old friend, who I had been working with since I
was 17; he never knew how old I was.
He once told me and I quote. "Marca you have the body
of a porn-star. Not a model, you have too many curves
in the right places, and your face makes men want you
to be bad to them and on top of all that it is prettier
than any model's I had seen before. Baby you got top
porn-star qualities."
After that said he got me a week’s work at the big Home
Show in Chicago, I fucked his brains out for two days.
His and the half dozen customer I was asked to service
for the company I worked for that week. He still calls
me about once a month trying to get me to do a show
somewhere in the world, I just think he wants some ass.
In his own words, you are just a fucking machine, damn
fine ass!
Being a model for a trade show is obviously a lot of
fun, it can be. Any one who says otherwise has no idea
what they are talking about; however there are times
when the situations that a models can get into can be
humiliating and degrading. In some ways, that is part
of the fun but on the other hand: sometimes there are
circumstances you can live without you just try to
forget
I was to meet the company man at that same breakfast
meeting with the agent and god help me I found where
the hicks were; did I meet a good old boy! That man
acted as if he had never seen a woman before, will a
woman that looks like me, he kept asking the same dumb
question over and over…"so you’re a model?"
Later that morning I went to see the exhibit hall and
picked up my dress to wear at the booth. Dress my ass,
they had me in a pair of 5 inch black heels, and a
black leotard, you got it and the damn thing had a low
cut front and it was all hanging out for the world to
see almost; I had lots of cleavage showing. You want to
see what the body looks like and without being nude,
just put on a leotard and you can show the world. Hey,
they pay me to do some weird things and dressing like
this is just part of the job. That afternoon one of the
wheels came to me and asked would I pose for some
photos they wanted posted at the entrance to do some
advertising for the show. Sure what not if I get the
proofs!
I went up to a room on the top floor of the hotel and
met the photographer and two men who were setting up
the equipment for the shoot and I took 30 minutes to do
my make up and get into a gown they had picked out for
me to wear.
"You must be Marca, I am Don Beamer and I will be
taking the pictures to day, may I say that you are
better looking than they said, and I see a lot of
models!" I smiled and thanked him and went about my
redo on my makeup. When it was time to shot, I was to
pose on a sofa in a sexy black gown with a set of
pearls on. A very low cut gown that had them showing.
After one roll of film (36) all of which were G-rated
Don said.
"Marca I want you to make love to the lens and make
them want you! I want you to perform for me," his soft
voice spoke. I knew what he meant by this and I softly
smiled.
I had made love to the camera many times before. He
said he loved to watch a woman make her self-sexy, said
that it made her look even more beautiful. In my case
that would be impossible, some talker, real smooth. I
put my trust in him and did as he request and lifted my
dress up where my long legs were exposed.
I did not know who was looking on other than the two
crewmembers and Don or what was going to happen, only
that I was doing what he told me to do. My black lace
panties showed themselves to the room since my dress
had been open to revel, my long legs. My nipples became
hard when the chill of the cool air in the room touched
them and became even more so and showed though the
material of the dress.
"Marca, just act as though it is only you and me," I
turned just a little and my right boob fell out of my
top and I head a few mumbling voices and I tried to
make out what they were saying. I had no idea how many
or even who were there. Don quietly whispered making my
assumptions true. There were other people there. "So
you have other who wanted a peek?" I heard him laugh
and mumble something and he spoke quietly, "Because I
want them to see how beautiful you are."
That did it for me. They wanted to see a show, see the
candy in the candy store, and see the prize up on the
top shelf! I was indeed a prized possession. I made
sure the world knew it; I made sure everyday as I
dressed in fancy clothes and paraded myself around all
sorts of places making sure everyone knew that I was
the most beautiful woman on the earth, or at least I
wanted to think so.
I did nothing to hide my boob that had fallen out,
acting as if I did not know it was exposed. I could
feel eyes on me as though they were hot searing irons.
I spread my legs giving them a full view of the black
lace panties. All this time Don is snapping frame after
frame telling me how good I look; how hot I was making
the lens.
I the pinched and caressed my nipples slowly as the
other hand worked its way down to my panties. The soft
lacey fabric was warm to the touch from my shaved mound
lying against it all day. I rubbed my mound through the
panties and began to feel myself getting slightly wet.
I could still feel the eyes on me, just past the hot
lights that made it impossible to see them.
They were here to watch me. They wanted to see me
perform. They wanted to see me be naughty. I was the
one who was giving them the pleasure they wanted. This
excited me very much and I slowly stood to my feet
sliding the lacey panties from my form followed by the
black dress. I then sat back down with my bare ass on
the edge of the sofa and I leaned back so that my
audience could get a good view of my body, my wetness.
As I started to rub a little more at my pussy, I heard
moans and a few sighs of relief. They liked me. They
wanted me. I parted my sweet pussy lips and began to
rub my clit in small tight circles. My clit throbbed
against my fingers and I softly moaned. "Oh yes, oh god
yes!"
I fingered my clit faster and my breathing began to
rise. I could not slow myself down. The thought of all
those people watching me was the biggest turn on for me
in weeks. I trusted two fingers into my pussy and began
pulling them out and pushing them in. It felt like a
small cock gliding in and out of me.
I would come soon and I hope that those who were
watching would to. I moved my fingers faster and faster
getting my sweet juices all over them. My back arched
and I began to come all over my fingers. "Oh God yes I
am coming! I am coming!" Just at the same time, I heard
a few more growls and moans and realized that my
visitors were just as excited as I was. It was such a
rush that I came all over my hand and fingers.
After a few minutes of getting my breath I stood,
picked up my dress, panties, and slipped them on and
headed for the door; I stop at the door, turned and
told the room. "I loved to be watched and that maybe
while I am in town I can perform for you in some other
way, but next time it will cost you big time! I am in
room 1022 and bring money, because I do not take
American Express or any other card."
I went back to my room and knew I had time to get in a
short nap before my dinner date with the three top
wheels of the furniture company that had hired me for
the show. I was lying naked in bed on top of the
bedspread, enjoying the crisp fall breeze blowing
through the open window and over my body. The perfume I
had selected and applied to my neck and back of my
knees filled the room with sex. My mind wanders,
considering whom I was to bed tonight from the company
and how I might amuse myself tonight.
Suddenly I hear a loud knock on the door. Startled, I
jump out of bed. What, the hell, cannot people see I
had put out the DO NOT DISTURB sign? I grab my short
black sheer robe and throw it on, quickly tying the
belt in a loose bow. The robe covers all my assets,
just barely but you can see right though the thing.
As I make my way to the door, I hear another impatient
knock. I peek out of the peephole and see an older man,
one that might be in his 50’s. I take brief note that
he is not that bad looking, I saw him in the lobby this
morning on my way to breakfast, I think, but I cannot
be that sure. He smiles charmingly, knowing I am
probably peeping at him before I open the door.
I open the door just a couple inches, while hiding my
barely covered body behind the door. "Yes? Can I help
you?"
"Yeah, I'm Mike Smith." Seeing no reaction from my
face, he continues, "I am the Vice President of Public
Relation with the firm. We need to talk." He continues
smiling in an almost unsettling way as I frantically
search my brain for what he would want from me. I
remember him vaguely. I had seen him in the lobby.
"Ummm...Mike, right, yeah. What can I do for you? I'm
not exactly prepared for company." I stare into his
face, trying to imagine what all this was about, but
his body language gives no clues. "We need to talk and
it is best we do it in your room!" He leans toward me
and adds in a quiet voice, "It is about your extra
duties, for some of our best clients." I look toward
the hall to see if anyone was walking by as if I should
give a shit.
I unchain the door and invite him in. He looks very
handsome; tall slim and well dressed in his dark suite
and red tie. He steps inside and sees me in my entirety
for the first time. I close the door and turn around to
find him looking me up and down. I felt pretty, sexy
and confident that whatever he ask for I can handle, in
away I was giving him a preview of what the client
might be getting. I could charm any man in this outfit.
His gawking continues, and the silence becomes a little
unsettling. Finally, I break the silence by clearing my
throat. "So tell me, what is all this that I need to
know about your special clients?" He smiles knowingly,
but allows me to continue. "Here, how about you sit on
the couch and we can discuss it."
He strolls over confidently, and plops on the couch as
if he was paying for the room, oh he was! I sit down
facing him, and as his eyes wonder, I suddenly realize
just how sheer my robe really is! My, breast, legs, you
name it is fully on display, even as I try to cover
them up. The silence between us continues as I try
desperately to cover up my indecent exposure. "OK,
here's the deal sweetie. You take care of our best
customers any way they want and you make a little extra
for each one that you sleep with. I also heard rumors
that you are open to two or more sex partners at a
time?"
I look at him, smile and said. "So what do you think I
am worth per each customer to make him feel like a
man?"
Looking straight at me, he continues on, "So how about
we cut through the bullshit here and you just do
exactly as I say, so I do not have, or we have any
misunderstanding come the end of the week." I put up a
finger to stop him from going on.
"First of all Mr. Smith I get paid before I do the
work, after all I am a whore that was what you told my
agent you wanted this year to be your booth girl, one
that could fuck the black off a nigger, as you put it
to him!" The look on his face turned the tables to my
side I had the best hand at this table now. "Oh just
for your information I am of mix race, I am one of
those niggers you talked about; I know it does not
show, but I have enough black blood in me to put me in
that column. By the way you feel about us and the looks
of things I can see you will not be getting into my bed
this week!"
He just sat there stunned and I gave him that sexy
smile that told him I won and you lost. "Mr. Smith I
can see we are off to a bad start, can I get you a
drink and we talk about this in a more calm fashion,"
He took a deep breath and said yes. I stood looked down
at him as he took in my body and than I hit him with
one more stunner. I slowly peel off my robe, his eyes
burning into my body.
My 40DD breasts stick out with my nipples hardened from
the cool air. My pussy is on display without even pubic
hair to cover me, I like my pussy shaved all the time,
so do my clients. It is not that I am not proud of my
body, I am, but I hate a bitch, but I is one,
sometimes, and be a tease but he needs to be teased and
I love it. I walk toward the small bar, certain that
his eyes were on my ass with each step I take.
I fix him a gin and tonic and I have a glass of wine,
my mind reeling. Just what he thinks I will do, I think
about the possibilities. He is rather nice looking,
under different circumstances, my mind begins to
wander, and I can feel the beginning of a tingle in my
pussy.
I turn and walk back with drinks in hand and naked
except for my heels I lean over, handing him his drink.
He watches as my breasts jiggle and push together as I
hand it to him. I stand up, watching him take a sip. He
slurps some loudly, and smiles his approval as his eyes
again begin to wander over my body.
"Shall I have a seat over their! Pointing to the other
side of the room; or here next to you!" Let's talk
about what you can do for me." I sit at the other end
of the couch, my knees together, my arms crossed over
my breasts in a false sense of modesty. "Oh come now,"
he says in an almost charming way, "Come over here, I
am not that bad." I look at him, give a smirk smile,
and stay where I am.
He continues to sip his drink, staring at me. He does
not even try to act casual about his looking at me, as
he stares directly at my breasts and my lap, with my
shaved mound peeking up over my thighs. He slowly,
agonizingly continues sipping that drink, and my
nipples have grown rock hard and he can see I am
aroused, being nude with him. Finally, after an
eternity, he takes the last sip of his drink.
He looks up into my eyes, and says matter-of-factly,
"How much for a night of sex, all night one on one!" My
eyes widen, but I am somewhat prepared for this. I get
500 for the night, 300 for two hours, so it is best to
do the all night thing you get your nut off two maybe
three times for a better deal!" That shut the
motherfucker up, left him speechless. "Oh yes and I get
150 for a quick BJ!" He just sat there stunned. "Mr.
Smith you have a 150 on you?" He looked at me and
nodded yes; I stood up walked over to him and held out
my hand and he took out two 100-dollar bills and I took
them.
I went to my knees and looked at him. "I will make this
worth 200 just for you." I unzipped his fly and before
he knew what had happen to him I had his cock in my
hand. "Actually Mr. Smith you are in for a special
treat, I am very good at sucking cock, I was crowned
Miss Cocksucker of 1982-83-84-85 after that they would
not let me run anymore, so this will be easy, I think!
I will take my time and not suck you off as quickly as
I normally do, you will get your monies worth!"
He still did not know what had happen to him, but I got
him to lean back on the couch, spread his legs. I look
at him, he looked at me almost expecting more
instructions and information form me. "Ok big boy let
me get my lips around your pure white Pee-Pee and show
you what that little bit of a nigger in me can do."
I quickly, skillfully, begin to undo his pants and tug
down the zipper. He lifts his hips so I can ease his
shorts down over his semi-hard cock. I pull his pants
and boxers from his ankles, and glance up into his
eyes. He has no idea what has just happen to him or
what is going to happen. I reach out and hold his cock
in my hand, then begin pumping it up and down a little,
feeling it getting bigger already. He has a nice cock,
but I am not about to tell him that. I lick the head
and he moans quietly. I get the head wetter and begin
pumping his cock up and down with my hand, feeling it
slick in my fingers. He sees what I am doing, and tries
to say something.
"You know for a white man you got a cock that will do
for butt fucking, I can take a medium size cock up the
ass, in fact, and I could fuck this one twice a day in
the poop-shut!"
He looked at me as I pumped his hard rod and said to
me. "You do anal sex?" I smile up at him just as I was
about to put a lip lock on his pecker. "Will for
special men that I kind of have a thing for I will and
if they, will…He looks at me hanging on to each word…if
they what Marca? "If they have 600 bucks, honey my ass
is like pure gold, it is very expensive it will cost
you big time!"
I put my hands on his thighs and reach down with my
lips, grasping the head between them. I slowly slide
his cock into my warm mouth, and he groans again. I
glide his cock about half way into my mouth, in and
out. This would be enough to get most any man off, I
think. "Yeah, you…you are good, oh shit yes!"
His cock slips from my lips as my tongue delves down to
his balls, licking them gently up and over. I lick
straight up the shaft of his cock to the head and again
take his cock into my mouth. By now, his cock is hard,
and so hot in my mouth. I can feel him throbbing
against my tongue as I slide my lips quickly up and
down. He has no idea if I am trying to rush it and make
him cum quickly, which I am.
I can feel my nipples hard and starting to ache. I can
even feel my pussy start to leak on my legs folded
under me. Oh god, please, do not let him find out how
much this is exciting me. I cannot believe my body
would betray me like this. I look up at him, my mouth
full of cock, and watch him as he rolls his eye back
into his head and raises his head back as far as it
will go. He than pulls my lips off his cock, and the
head falls out with a plop.
"OK, enough of that oh shit! I have to fuck you oh
Jesus yes I have to have your pussy! I have to admit,
you are on hell-of-a cocksucker!" I just stare at him
thinking, smiling and I held out my hand. "That will be
500 big one if you do not mind!" Before I have time to
look, he has his money clip in my hands telling me to
take what I want. "Please I want your pussy; I want to
get a closer look at that ass of yours."
I turn around slowly; I get on all fours on the
carpeted floor, my ass facing in his direction. From
behind me, I can hear him groaning and huffing as he
gets on his knees and moves up behind my ass, and
reaches out with both hands to my ass. I nearly jump,
feeling his hands roughly running over my cheeks. "Oh
yeah, this is a great ass."
One of his hands runs up to the small of my back and
pushes down, directing me onto my elbows with my ass up
in the air. He continues fondling my ass cheeks, his
hard cock occasionally slapping against the back of my
thigh. I feel his knees push between mine, forcing me
to spread my legs wide. I can only imagine how this
must look to him, I am sure he can see everything,
including what a 500-dollar pussy looks like!
Just as I almost start to enjoy his hands caressing me,
out of nowhere he smacks me hard on the ass. I jump up
and yelp, "Wow!" He starts smacking me in earnest now,
between long periods of fondling my ass cheeks. I can
feel the fire on my bottom, and even as I enjoy the
spanking, I would never let him know I do. I can feel
even more pussy juice running out onto my thigh. "This
spanking is because you are a whore and you need this
for your sinning ways!" I look back at him laughing.
"Little white dick you’re spanking my butt because it
is so spank able, you cannot help myself."
He stops spanking, and I feel his cock head at my
pussy, ready to slide in. I feel him positioning his
cock at my pussy, holding it right at the entrance
without moving it inside. I start pushing my thighs
back toward his cock, loving the feeling of him
slipping in.
He reaches under me and pinches my clit with his thumb
and forefinger, and then bends over, his voice just
behind my ear. "I want more of you I got to have you
tonight, whatever it cost!" I try to move my hips to
grind my clit into his hand. He slowly, tantalizingly
rubs over my clit, and insistently asks me again,
"Please whatever it takes!"
Still I do not say a thing, I am as excited as he is,
and I would fuck anyone, anything at this point. I am
so ready to be fuck, hell someone fuck me!
"Yes, you can have me tonight, you small dick white
boy, but you will eat my ass tonight if you want to
fuck it again, you understand?"
I hear a low moan of a yes…I understand. With that
said, his hands grab my hips and his cock slams into
me, my pussy so wet that it slides in with one thrust.
We moan together, the feeling of his cock inside feels
amazing. Holding my hips tightly he begins slamming in
and out of my pussy, and I can feel his balls slapping
my pussy repeatedly.
As he fucks me, I can feel his hands on my hips, then
on my ass. I feel his cock going in and out of me a
mile a minute, repeatedly, not even stopping to let me
catch my breath. His thumbs pull my ass cheeks apart,
and I am so exposed. He starts to trail a thumb down my
crack, still slippery with my juices.
Up and down, his thumb rubs, and every time he lightly
presses over my other tight hole, my pussy clamps down
on his cock. I feel him take his hand from me and hear
him loudly slurp saliva onto his thumb. He brings his
thumb back to my crack as he continues to slam his cock
into me repeatedly.
I feel his thumb on my ass, and then gasp as his thumb
gently slides inside me. The feeling is incredible,
being filled in both holes, and I am in heaven. Gently
he begin to move his thumb in and out in time with his
cock moving in and out of my pussy, occasionally
pulling more juice up from my pussy to my ass. Unable
to stop myself I reach down between my legs and feel
for my aching clit.
"Oh yeah baby, fuck this hoe! Make my pussy squeeze
your cock, yeah."
I start to move my fingers over my clit, knowing I am
close. He slams even harder into my pussy and then
pushes his thick thumb deep inside me as I cum. "OH
GOD!" I feel my pussy grabbing his cock, squeezing hard
as if it was a vice. The feeling washes over me as he
stops fucking me, and stays very still with his hard
cock still inside me.
When I come to my senses, still panting, I realize he
has stopped, and his cock slides out of my pussy. Shit,
did he go off? He stands up and I turn over. We are
both still out of breath, and I can see cream dripping
from his cock. I look down and see cream, not much but
a little running out and down the crack of my ass.
I stand up from the floor and look to see more cream
run down my leg. "You know your not bad for a little
dick white boy, in fact I would have to say, god that
was amazing! Oh, yes when you come back tonight, it
will be 600 for all night! Oh yes one other thing, I
will do the spanking tonight!" With that, I went to
take a shower.
That night and the rest of the week I did my thing and
made two new clients, that might turn into something
down the road. I spent two extra days in order to do
some posing with their furniture and ended up on a few
pages in the new catalog. I walked away with a little
over six grand for the week and bedroom furnishing for
two rooms, a dinning room and a very nice sofa. I will
pay for, all this, out of a series of trips I will make
with the president of the company and the chairman of
the board.
They found out I love to deep-sea fish. I told them I
had the boat all lined up and it had all the food,
booze, fishing gear, and hot running woman on board. If
I pay for the 3 days of fishing and you get me for your
pleasure I get my house furnished. That was an easy
deal on my part. I just have to fuck that big dick
captain for three days after I send them home. That
will be a long week. Will part of it will be long and
hard. Damn someone has to do it, the things I do for;
will for me stupid!
Chapter 6
I made a side trip home to Texas after that trade show
in North Carolina, to see my mother and dad; and whom
else I might look up while visiting for a few days. I
had only plan to stay for the weekend, but dad wanted
me to hang around longer, it seems father and daughter
were growing together again as we were when I was about
6 or 7.
It seems little girls go away from their fathers until
they are grown and than your back as the second woman
in his life. Father wanted me to have lunch with him at
the club while I was in town, as my mother told me he
wanted the boys to see what a beauty he had as a
daughter and brag on my success. Oh shit, but what are
you to do when good old dad wants to show you off; you
are dressed up and put on a show.
I was to meet dad at the club at 11:30AM, he said he
could only be gone until 1PM, he had a meeting at 2PM.
I guess I better look my best , like I do everyday, but
this time I was not out to pick up a john or even let
some guy get luck. I was having lunch with my father. I
started with my usual routine. First a shower, then
make-up, and a brief browse through the clothes I had
packed for the trip. I knew exactly what I wanted to
wear. I reached in and took out my white ruffled v-neck
blouse.
I then took out my tight white skirt; that was just
long enough to reach the middle of my thighs. I than
slipped on a pair of white lacey panties that just
cover my bald smooth pussy. I decide on a white see-
thru bra, but with the blouse, there was nothing to see
though. It would show just a little nipple at the top
should I let my blouse slip open. I put on the 39DD
special made bra; it was hard to get on. I managed to
shove my 40DD tits into the cups. They were really
busting out! I slipped on my blouse, and headed off for
lunch.
When I got to the club, I let the valet parking service
park my rent car. I noticed a few guys staring, and I
thought I would tease them a little, so I my legs part
wide when I swung my legs out of the car to step out of
the front seat. I slowly bent over to pick it up my
purse that was on the passenger side of the car. As I
bent over, I could feel my skirt rise and a cool breeze
blow between my legs. I felt the cool air hit my mound,
and it made me a little excited. I knew this was going
to be a fun day.
My father had called and told the club that he was 10
minutes late and for me to have a drink in the dinning
room at his table. One of the waiters took me into the
dinning room and I slowly sat down at a table for four,
trying to make my skirt not rise as much as could have
let it. It was just a minute or two and my father with
two other men showed up at the table. Father kissed me
on the chin and the other two shook my hand as dad did
the introductions. One man was Frank Finley; I had met
him when I was in high school.
I had taken a seat opposite the two older men in their
late 50's. I was wearing white 3-inch heeled sandals
that made my white outfit complete. I was aware that I
showed the cleavage of my breasts and occasionally when
I uncrossed my legs, a glimpse of my panties might
appear. The men were constantly looking at me. Their
looks were making me want to flirt, but god these were
my father’s friends.
I did get excited at their eyes locked on me. I found
myself breath faster in the excitement of
exhibitionism. I had to bite my lower lip to make sure
my breathing was not too obvious. I remembered I had
undone the top two buttons on my blouse. One of the men
was glancing at my 40DD and we made eye contact, and I
smiled back at his startled look.
I was looking straight at him and I think he could just
begin to see the curve of my breast now. He looked
confused, did not know where to look, but he saw that I
did not mind him staring. He shifted a bit in his chair
to get a better view. The other man was talking to my
father, but glanced up at this movement and saw me. He
did not look down again.
They both were looking at the cleavage of my breasts
excitedly. They tried to carry on a conversation with
dad and listen to his story he was telling them; but I
could see that they had other things on their mind.
Their breathing was getting heavy, and I figured they
both had to be getting a hard-on by this time. They
boldly stared at the treasure of my breasts and
swallowed hard. I was being excited too and wanted to
show them more. However, how could I in this restaurant
with my father next to me?
I rested my elbow on the table so that my arms pressed
on my breasts and made them bulge even more. I then
smiled at them and let them know that I was aware of
their stares. I looked around to see if dad or anyone
was watching our little game but all were busy. At
last, one of the men turned the conversation to me.
"Marca your father has told us about your modeling and
he showed us the calendar from the boat company, have
you done anymore like that?" All eyes went to me even
the waiter stop as I was about to answer and wanted to
know what all I had done. "I was just in North Carolina
and did a spread for a furniture company and will be in
the new catalog and I have a session later this month
to do just one month for a new calendar, Miss July I
think, for a tool company."
The young waiter, college kid asked. "What will you
have on?" I smiled up at him, knowing he was looking
down my blouse and had a better view of my cleavage
than anyone had, at the table.
"I think they said something about a bikini, yes a
string bikini I believe!" All of them except my dad,
seemed quite conscious of the effect I was having on
them, as my breast became the center of attention at
the table, my cleavage was in view for the world. They
could almost see the edges of my nipples where the
neckline of the blouse so very low.
"So Marca, have you been in town long?" One of the men
asked, only half looking at my face.
"Just got in yesterday and be here for a few days, have
a photo session next week in LA." I paused, noticing
his attention was on my cleavage. I gave him a tiny
smile and stuck out my breast as I sat back in my chair
giving them, more to see.
In real life, I have two clients in LA that I will do
back to back for a cool 500 each. Than back to the Bay
area, start all over again. Hey a job is a job, I just
do my on my back or on all fours…ok so I ride the
motherfucker sometimes.
After an hour of this talking and lunch, I had to Pee,
so I excused myself and stood to go to the ladies-room.
Frank Finley said that he too needed to visit the men’s
room and went with me. We had to go down a long hall
that led to the restrooms and when he open the door to
the hall he allowed me to enter first and placed his
hands on my backside and ran it down my ass as I went
in.
I looked back and just out of habit, I smiled. He
looked at me and than hit me with a bombshell. I need
to talk with you about something important," he said,
with a smile. "I know this may be a bad time, but..."
He looked right at my boobs. "Marca one my very good
friends is your neighbor Chuck Wilson, and old Chuck
has told me some very wild things about you and what
300 dollars can get me!"
I looked at him and he knew I had pussy for sale and
had a price that would agree to, just to keep it from
my father. "What do you want?" He gave me that shit
grin men can get and said. "The rest of the afternoon
at a friend’s apartment; you know I've found you
attractive since you were a teen coming to the club."
"Mr. Finely, I had noticed that a long time ago."
"Those tight tank top you wore and cut-off jeans..." He
smiled at the memory, clearly something he had gone
over many times.
"Yes, I remember, I wore them, but only at my house."
He just smiled.
"Until I saw you today, I thought some guy was a lucky
man." He stepped closer, to stand right in front of me,
"You know my wife left me."
"I remember that, too. I was still in high school, or
was it before?" He had his eyes fixed on my boobs.
"Marca open up your blouse and pull down your bra, show
me your tits!"
I thought, OH MY GOD! A woman can get away showing off
a little, in my case showing off a full set or half of
what I have is a lot; a man does something almost as
bad as this ends up arrested, than labeled a pervert! I
asked him if he was trying to get me arrested for
indecent exposure.
"Just give me the address and I will meet you 30
minutes after my father leaves!"
I found the apartment over on the east side of Fort
Worth, near the NBC TV station channel 5. I parked and
went to apartment 52 and knocked, he was Johnnie on the
spot, ready for me as if it was his first date. I went
into the apartment, and he fixed me a glass of wine and
we began with small talk. , "So Mr. Finely you like to
watch me when I was a teen, at the pool in my bikini?"
He said, "Oh, yeah."
I pressed it. "You get turned on watching me kiss all
the boys at the pool?"
Finley was sexually turned on, it was almost unfair to
talk like this, but he was telling me something and it
just surprised me. I asked, "It turns you one when
Wilson told you about him fucking me?"
He responded again, excited, "Oh, yeah, that really
gets to me."
"So," I said, "you got turned on thinking of me giving
Wilson head and him eating my ass out?"
He said, "Are you kidding, of course it did. It was
like watching you in my mind in a porn movie or
something. I was the one doing it to you I was the one
who had the big cock in you." His words were crude. I
knew he was just using those words as a way to
intimidate me. However, it was turning me on. "And I
suppose you had the big dick to back up all this talk?"
He grabbed me and turned my head to the side.
I let out a gasp, as I stared at a dick twice as big as
any I had seen in months. "Does any of your lover’s
have a dick as big as this?" With my eyes glued to the
tip of his dick, I shook my head no. "Do they make you
suck it like this?" with those words, he pushed the fat
pink head between my lips. "Suck it! Find out what a
real man's dick taste like."
I began to suck on his dick. At first, all I did was
let my tongue lick across the head. I did not attempt
to take any more of him in my mouth, other than the
tip. He was forcing me and I refused to give him the
pleasure of acting as if I wanted it.
There was no denying the feeling that was spreading
between my thighs; my pussy felt like it was pulsing so
hard that surely Finley could hear me squishing. My
eyes were shut tight I was not going to give him the
pleasure of looking up at him. "Open your eyes, slut! I
want to see the tears fall when I push this dick down
your throat. I said suck it, not lick it to death."
I began to suck as fast and as hard as I could. "Oh
what the fuck I want you ass, I can get a BJ anytime.
Get your ass up, turn around!"
The next thing I knew I bent over the back of the sofa
with my stomach resting on the back of the big head
rest and my feet off the floor. I had to extend my arms
down to help support my upper body. He mumbled
something to the effect…"I'm not going to waste time
taking you to bed." I held onto the sofa as I bent over
it at the waist. He had me lined up, secured in place
and ready for the taking.
I felt him lifted up and pushed my skirt over my hips.
Then, my panties left my ass and down and off my legs;
my thighs pushed open. I felt him pushing the tip of
his dick against my slit. I hoped he would go easy. I
knew better than to tell him to go slow. When I felt
the head begin to push pass my pussy lips, I gasped. It
felt like he was pushing a beer can up my pussy. I
began to struggle with fear. When the head of his dick
lodged securely in my fold, he just stood there letting
me adjust. When I began to breathe easier, he slowly
began to move his hips. "Oh Frank, Oh shit, you're
huge. Oh, fucking right…god it is huge! I looked back
and up at him. Easy, god damn-it, take it easy we both
can enjoy it! Please, take it easy!"
I began to feel the sex in me explode, oh, god this was
good, the bastard was a good fuck and he knew he had
the cock to fuck any woman and make her want it. I
started to dance my feet on the floor just my toes
touching and wiggle as I felt him slide in and out. My
walls were expanding to a size I did not know existed.
"Oh god Frank this is good, yes more, oh yes give it to
me! Fuck me! Show me how fucking good your dick is.
Please, I beg you take it slow. I don't want to have to
explain to my next client why my pussy is ripped to
shreds." Frank snickered as he began too slowly stroke
my pussy. I squeezed, bearing down hard to keep him
deep in me, he groaned as he felt me squeezing.
"You know Marca, I enjoyed looking at your tits today
did you enjoy showing them off for all the men to see?"
I just grunt as he pushed harder saying, "everybody has
been looking at your big nipple tits for years you know
that don’t you?" I let out with another grunt and get
more thrusting action from him.
"You like showing off your tits don’t you?" I turn my
head toward him and say, a breathless "yes."
"You enjoyed men looking at your tits didn’t you?" All
I can mumble is a weak "Yes"
"You are a dirty whore, a wild ass fucking good time
girl, aren’t you? That was what Wilson and Larson
called you!" All I can do is nod yes
"You know they all want to fuck you don’t you? You
going to call them, and get them to come over and you
fuck them for old time sake?" Oh please do not tease me
Frank, please give it to me keep humping me!" He
slapped me across the ass with the full force of his
right hand. "I asked you a question…will!" My ass
wiggles just from the reaction of the slap.
"Yes, yes I will fuck them, I will fuck them all!" I
moan as he speeds up his movement in and out of me.
"I am going to give you a really good fuck now for
showing off today," and he start to thrust into me
vigorously.
"You turned me on so much out there and all the men
around us! Would you have liked to fuck that young
waiter?"
"I would fuck anyone who has a cock like yours and
everybody could watch and see my tits joggle as you
fuck me." This really excites me as I am groaning with
every thrust.
"You are a dirty fucker and you know what happens to
dirty fuckers like you don’t you?" I shake my head no.
"Will Marca I think you better stay in Cowtown a few
extra days and get some good cock to hold you over!"
"Yes" I whisper.
"What are you Marca?"
"A dirty whore fucker" I whisper again.
Damn I could not believe the feeling. My pussy was
crammed tight with hard, fat dick. I could feel my
juices running down my legs; every time he pulled back,
I felt the flow start to run. "Oh, Frank…Oh fuck! This
is the best dick I ever had. You know I am coming back
for more." Franks sweat pored off his body on to my
back; he was holding onto my hips as he methodically
stroked my love nest. I was making my pussy milking his
dick; I had gone off about three times already.
His hands held my hips and than he would run them over
my ass still giving me a slap from time to time to let
me know who was running the show. Then he started for
real... slamming in and out like a jackhammer. He went
faster and faster. Then I stared coming again. My pussy
and asshole seem too squeezed in unison like a vice
holding a rod of steel.
He had to be feeling that. He moaned louder. My
convulsions continued along with his battering ram
slamming into me, than his pace slowed; my orgasm
paused as he shifted gears; his strokes lengthened; the
feeling became even more intense; my orgasm started up
again.
If I had any breath, I would have screamed. I became
light-headed and floated within my body, sampling all
of the sensations and noting them one by one. Somewhere
along the way, I felt my legs open even farther and my
feet went up off the floor, as I seem to balance on the
sofa, as he would give me a slap on my ass.
His moaning turned deafening, he slammed harder and
harder, faster and faster, trying so very hard to
come... but it seems he could no.
He changes his motion and speed... longer strokes; he
moaned again and his long strokes continued. My god I
had not been fucked like this in ages, oh shit he is
good. He sped up, keeping the long strokes, than I felt
that jerk in his hands as they held my hips he was over
the edge, he had reached the mountaintop, his point of
no return! Thank God, I may not have lasted much longer
before I passed out. He had his victory; it had taken
him since I was 15 to claim the spoils of war, his
prize.
I felt wet sloppy squirting of a fire hose inside my
stretched love tunnel. His cream had found a home. That
moment lasts an eternity.
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
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