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Ms. Marca: Part 7 My youth
by Ms. Marca (marca40dd@aol.com)
***
This is more in the life and times of my wild and
wicked ways. This is about me, just a part of my life!
(MFf-teen, ped, exh, voy, oral, prost)
***
I saw all the men in my neighborhood look at me as if I
were a prize that they all wanted. By the time I was in
high school I started having relation with each of them
one by one and my last year of high school I was having
sex with both my dates and the father. I did have a
steady guy just a few years older than me and was
making him beg just to get a kiss. I had begun to use
my pussy to get the things I wanted and I soon found
out that some men should get it in order to have what I
wanted and others have to wait to get some.
Chapter I
On Saturday morning Mr. Wilson, Chuck our next door
neighbor called the house and my father answered the
phone and under the pretense that he wanted me to pick
out a birthday gift for Mrs. Wilson, he asked if I
would do it one day next week after school, just so he
had it by next Thursday. Dad let me talk to our
neighbor who was 50 something and had grand kids.
"No problem at all Mr. Wilson, I love to shop and I
will have it by than."
He thanked me and asked to speak to dad and I went back
to doing my thing as dad talked with the man. When dad
hung up the phone I told mom that I had something to
do, be back in a couple of hours. That phone call was
Wilson's way of telling me that he was at the apartment
and he had it for the next couple of hours.
Off I went to do just one thing, meet Mr. Wilson at an
apartment he kept for just him and me and fuck his
brains out. My folks, my boy friends, no one suspected
anything was going on between the older men of my
neighbor hood and me. Guilt gave way to excitement and
then I would feel guilty again.
Why did I allow myself to do it? I should just inform
Wilson and the other men I was making a big mistake,
tell them it is over, and never go to that apartment
again. Why did I let them have me like the way I was
doing? Even worse, why did I enjoy it? I dressed and
headed for the door. "I'm out of here," I said as I
made my way to the door.
Dad startled me when he reappeared at the bedroom door
and asked, "Is anything special going on today? You
look and smell extra nice."
If he only knew, "I hope I always look nice daddy!"
I felt so naughty being with a married man being his
slut, but Wilson was nice to me he always had a present
for me when we were together' I guess that was part of
my payment. Mr. Wilson opened and greeted me at the
door. "Come on in, Marca," he said as he closed the
door behind me. I looked around the room and remembered
the last time I was here.
He handed me a Victoria Secret bag, inside I found a
red bra, panties, garter belt, stockings, 5-inch red
stiletto heel shoes, red nail polish and red lipstick.
"Oh Mr. Wilson for me, you always make me feel special!
Can I try them on? I will just slip into the bathroom
and put them on!" This man was building up my lingerie
and underwear drawer faster than I could give it away.
I had more shoes than I would ever need. He loves to
see me in sexy things like this and had me keep them
on, some of them when we had sex.
When I came out of the bathroom, he was undressing and
was down to his shorts. I made like the sexy model on
the runway as she stand at the end of the catwalk
looking at him, there in my new lingerie and shoes.
"Look at you... you're a hot piece of ass, baby," he
said as we embraced in a tongue twisting kiss. I felt
his cock pressing against me as my outfit and embrace
were obviously arousing him.
The ring of the telephone disrupted us but he held on
as he picked up and said hello. After some initial
greetings, he gently pushed down on my shoulder with
his free hand. Following his lead, I slid down on my
knees in front of him. He continued talking on the
phone even after I pulled down his shorts and had him
step out of them.
Finally, I took his cock in my mouth. Nothing is more
exciting than kneeling down in front of a man.
Submissive I was on my knees doing what I love. All I
know is the only thing better than being on your knees
and sucking cock is being on all fours. His penis grew
to unbelievable proportions as I slurped away. I stare
up at the beautiful, turgid length of his cock and open
my lips.
I pulled his balls into my mouth and I suck them one at
a time, gently rolling them inside their sack with my
tongue. I reach up and stroke the soft skin of his
perineum with my fingertip, then move to, lightly
circle, the tight pucker of his ass as I start to lick
the length of his cock. The skin is satiny smooth and
delicately soft over the hard shaft.
I love the smell, the taste and texture of cock. I kiss
and suckle the length until I reach the head. My head
was spinning; I could not help but listen as the
conversation changed to me.
Hey, a man has to have some time to himself with a
special friend! I do not call her my bitch; she is one
hell of a lover...yea that is right. Nice ass on her
and you should see her rack! He said to whomever he was
talking to on the telephone. I could not believe my
ears. You name it... yea... you name it... doggy for
her! Nobody can suck cock better.
I looked up at him after he said that and he smiled
down at me. I continued blowing him looking up into his
eyes as he continued talking on the phone... shit, she
can handle two at once I seen her do it. I cannot talk
about it now... the goddess is blowing me as we
speak...later. What was he getting me into…did he want
to share me or set me up with some other man and him?
Wilson was pushing me to the edge and I loved it. I
pulled off his cock "What name did he call me, the man
on the phone?"
"Oh Marca, he wanted to know if you were a fucking cock
sucking slut!" My eyes went wide and I moaned…Oh, oh
me…as I took him deeper in my mouth. I was still to get
my honey hole filled and I was sure it was not going to
be long before I had his cock getting me off.
He was getting ready to blow.
Every woman fantasizes about getting gang banged, but
hell I had more than my share of two men at once and I
love it and I will and know I will many more times. "OH
yes... suck it harder... suck it you fucking slut...
yea... my cream…yes…swallow it," he said. Wilson was
creaming in my mouth.
I started to gag as he shoved his big cock down my
throat and filled my mouth with his warm semen. I could
feel it ejaculating in my mouth. After swallowing every
drop of his delicious cream, I let his cock slip from
my lips. Wilson was smiling, looking down at me when he
said, "Shit Marca that was unbelievable, the way you
get me off with your mouth." I was so hot! I love it
when a penis ejaculates in my mouth.
Before he goes limp, I better get his cock in me and
hump it. I dropped him from my lips and said, "Lay on
the bed baby so I can do you!" I slipped my new panties
off but left the red garter belt on, as I want to sit
on his hard cock. Seconds later, I was easing down on
his stiff erection. I cannot begin to tell you how good
it felt.
Feeling like the slut that Wilson had called me, I
asked, "Can you believe you're finally fucking me?
Chuck you like me in my new stuff... are you a garter
belt and stockings man? Do you like women in spiked,
high heels... like I'm wearing... hmm?" I teased him.
I removed my new bra and tossed it on the couch. I felt
liberated. He took each of my big breasts in his hands
and began pulling my nipples. He was gentle at first
but that gave way to him grabbing my aroused nipples
and really pulling them hard. I placed my hands on top
of my head to look even sexier as I bounced up and down
even harder now. I was riding that hard baby maker I
was ready. "Fuck me with that fat cock, please harder
oh yes, and give me more cock... harder. Yes! Yes!
Yes!" I cried as I finally got off. The feelings were
almost too intense. My moaning erupted into a loud
scream.
"Oh God Oh, shit! Oh, yes, please! More please, yes,
right there!" My legs were trembling as I flooded his
cock with my juices. He reached up and pulled me down
so he could suck my nipples that by now were driving me
crazy.
When my orgasm subsided, I was still riding and facing
him but decided to turn around and let him look at my
ass as he fucked me. I turned completely around without
getting off his cock. He let out a sigh when he
realized what I had done. Within seconds, he was
feeling my buttocks and then he found my ass hole. He
was just getting one of his fingers in there when I had
a second and more powerful climax. OH GOD YES! YES! GOD
DAMN DON'T YOU DARE STOP!"
All good moments end, unfortunately! However, one thing
was for sure. As he, lay beside me on the bed while I
licked his shrinking cock clean I knew there was no
going back. I would need this kind of fucking for the
rest of my life... In addition, my lack of concern as
to how I would get it surprised even me. I lay on my
back for a minute to get my breath and than went to the
bathroom to Pee and clean up. I came out with a wet
cloth and sat on the bed cleaning his limp over worked
cock.
"Marca you just can't get enough, can you?"
I smiled as I lowered my head and tried not to look at
him and in a low voice, "kind of, I guess." I was
getting off the bed and slipping out of the sexy things
I had on as we talked.
"Do the men in the neighborhood talk about me, Mr.
Wilson? Do the other men talk or say nasty things about
me? Do they talk about how they fuck me? Do they brag
about seeing me at the pool in my bikini and my boobs
accidentally fall out of my top? They think I really
fuck every man I meet if they had a chance. You really
think they would try to stick their big hard cocks in
my tiny little pussy."
"Damn Marca every man in this city would eat a mile of
your shit just to see where it came from. Hell Mr.
Bloch at the end of the street, all he can talk about
when he sees you is how he would fuck you till you
begged him to stop."
Bingo, this sounds like a job for wonder woman that
female super hero who can suck and fuck her way out of
anything. "Oh Mr. Bloch the man down on the corner
around the bend in the road?"
"That is the one honey...you know Bloch?"
"No...I guess I could meet him... if he wanted too...
one more want hurt... you fix him up with me Mr.
Wilson, be sure and tell him how all this works!" Chuck
just smiled and nodded yes.
"Marca that man I was talking to on the phone he would
love to go out with you some night, would you like me
to set up a date?" I looked at Wilson with a blank look
on my face…"are you tired of me Mr. Wilson, is that the
reason you want me to go out with your friends?"
"NO, no, god no my dear, no way, I just cannot keep up
with you anymore. You're becoming too much for me to
take care of." I smiled at him…"Oh I see I guess I do
need more than most women. Oh a date, oh that would be
nice if you want me to. Is he married also Mr. Wilson?"
"Yes he is Marca, I know a few upscale older men would
be more that happy to have a date with a big-breasted
girl that was half their age, hell honey old enough to
be your grandfather and get from her what they cannot
get at home. Honey they have a ton of money to spend on
a beauty like you."
"Mr. Wilson if he is married I think it would be best
if I met him here that way no one would see us…you
think he would have a problem with that!"
"God no way Marca he would love that." I was ready to
head out…"Mr. Wilson these other men...you said would
pay big bucks to be with me? I know several men have
offered me big money to be their party girl for a
weekend somewhere. I've never done that! Oh will I need
to go, thanks for the nice sexy underwear and shoes, by
the way could you let me have a few dollars, I got a
car payment Monday and I am short since I did not go
into work at the mall this morning."
"Oh honey how much is your payment!" He got up and went
for his pants to get his money clip. "I need 300 Mr.
Wilson, but I can get by on a 150 if you got it. I will
pay you back!"
"Here is the full 300 and if you ever need anymore you
let me know. Marca honey, you earned every dollar I
give you!"
"Mr. Wilson I always try and earn what ever you give
me, some say that it is wrong for me to take a few
dollars when I sleep with a man, but I like making them
happy and they all want to pay me. Mr. Wilson what is
your friend's name... Mr. Wilson... you want me to
sleep with?"
"His name is Jack."
"I think he needs to make the next car payment, don't
you Mr. Wilson?"
"Marca he will pay for the date and than some, you can
bet on that…I will let him know it is 300 for the
extra, ok sweetie?"
I said goodbye and headed for the mall to exchange the
sexy underwear for something else. I guess I got a new
client coming on board next week. My price is being set
and not a bad deal to be paid for something I enjoy
doing. God how did I get to this place in my young
life?
Chapter 2
Looking back I can remember mother telling me that I
was growing up and I was developing faster than most
girls my age. By the time I was thirteen I was trying
on her high heels and playing with her makeup, trying
to look older. My breasts were coming on and I had a
set that made 16 year old girls look flat-chested.
Around the house and the neighborhood I would were
shorts and T-shirts and my figure was beginning to get
a lot of attention from the men on the street. Someone
was always having a pool party in their back yard and
being the only teen on the block...I was making a big
impression with all the men at the pool by the time I
was 15.
That summer I began to understand what my mother was
trying to tell me about men looking at me and how I was
the center of attention. In my little bikini with a set
of breast bigger than any other women on the street I
would see their husbands looking at me and I would
smile at them and make sure I put a little extra wiggle
in my step when walked past them. I found myself
enjoying the looks and attention I was getting.
One time the grown ups were play horse in the pool and
I had no partner to be my horse and one of the men (Mr.
Larson) called for me to come be his rider and I stood
in the pool spread my legs and he slips under the water
between my legs and I rode his shoulders as we fight
off the other players...in the end Mr. Wilson and his
wife and Mr. Larson and I are the last two standing.
They called it a tie...but I think we won...my top got
pulled down and my big boobs sprung out as I pulled
Mrs. Wilson into the water with me.
Mr. Wilson some how got his hands on my breast while we
were under the water, it was not just a touch. He felt
me off and pinched my right nipple. I did recover my
top, got it back on before anyone got too upset. Later
I was setting having a coke and I looked at Mr. Wilson
and he winked at me and smiled, I smiled, lowered my
head and looked up at him and ran my tongue over my
lips. I got up and asked, "Can I get anyone a drink
while I am at the bar?"
Mr. Wilson looked up and said he would have one more. I
went got him a beer and returned to hand it to him and
with out being invited I sat down next to him on the
bench table and listened to the grown-ups talk. Mother
later told me that I was too young to be playing that
game with men that age. She knew I was growing up and
doing it fast... too fast for my father.
After that pool mishap I made it a point to let Mr.
Wilson see me and I always spoke to him when he was
over or in his yard. His second floor study was across
from my bedroom window. I made sure he had a view of me
in my panties and bra when I was in my room late at
night. Over the next two years Mr. Wilson became my
audiences late at night as I dressed or undressed in my
bedroom. The summer I became a senior in high school.
My folks went on a 4 day/weekend trip to a business
convention. I was old enough to be home by myself,
however father asked the Wilson's to look in on me...
make sure I was ok.
Mrs. Wilson called Thursday night and I was home ready
for bed by 11. The next night I had a date and the boy
and I parked in my driveway and made out until 12
midnight. Mr. Wilson was looking down from his study
watching the young hunk suck my big nipples and fondled
the other one. I made it in the house just as mother
called to check to see if I was home by midnight like
dad ha
d told me to be.
I went up stairs to my room and the phone rang, must be
Mrs. Wilson calling me...I answered and it was Mr.
Wilson on the phone. "Marca... Chuck Wilson... just
wanted to make sure you're in and ok." I was in my room
and I flipped on the light just as he said... (you're
in and ok...) I knew he was at his study window and
cradled the phone in my neck and shoulder and began to
slip off my skirt and blouse.
"Tell Mrs. Wilson I am sorry to keep you folks up so
late, tell her I am ok, please."
"She went to see our son and the grand kids this
evening, I put her on a plane at 7, she will be back
Sunday night!"
When he said that I unhooked my bra and let it fall to
the floor and faced toward his study window. I looked
toward him knowing he could see me with my overhead
bedroom light on. I heard him taken in a deep
breath...he was watching.
"Mr. Wilson...so you will be checking on me for the
rest of the weekend looking in on me."
"Yes...Marca I will."
I than held the phone in one hand and slipped my
panties off with the other making sure I wiggled and
bent over and bounced my boobs as I slipped them to the
floor and kicked them to the side. I turned side ways
ran my hand over my breast and down to my ass cheeks
and rubbed them as I was picking up my clothes. "Mr.
Wilson...can I ask you something?"
"Sure Marca."
"Could I borrow your air mattress for the pool...ours
has a leak."
"Marca any time...honey...what else can I do for you?"
"That is it...it is late...so I will get it in the
morning...I didn't mean to keep you up."
"Oh I am wide awake, in fact I was thinking of going
down to the pool and having a midnight swim, you could
come over and get the mattress if you like."
"Oh... if you don't mind I will come get it, I need a
minute to get my bikini on."
"Marca baby, you can come just like that."
I looked at his direction and moved my hand to my pussy
and ran a finger over my fold. "My father would kill me
if he knew I was at your place after midnight, bikini
or no bikini."
"Marca, your mother or father need not know and my wife
will never know unless you say something to anyone."
"I'll be right over Mr. Wilson."
I went out our garage and left it open in case my
mother called to check back on me...we had a phone in
the garage by dad's work bench with a loud
ringer...this way I could hear it and get to it if she
called. Nude...barefoot...and horny I open his side
yard gate and walked toward the pool...I was in the
pool when he came down and turned on the pool lights.
He came into the water and walked knee deep to me and
than I stood up to show him I was nude. He stopped
looked at my breast and down to my trimmed hot box.
I stepped toward him put my arms around him and open
mouth I kissed him French style. I ran my hands to his
swim trunks and tugged on them...while we both kissed
each other together we got his trunks off down to the
water level. I ran my hand to his cock and found it
hard. I broke off the kiss and bent down to help his
step out of the trunks and I kissed and licked no his
cock head.
Wilson was about 6 inches and not that big round... I
had boy my age bigger than him... I rose up kissed him
and took his hand and pulled him up the steps toward
the lounge chairs and where the air mattress was laying
on one. I sat down and with him standing in front of me
I took his cock into my mouth.
"Mr. Wilson, do you like watching me suck my boy
friends off in my drive way late at night?"
As my tongue reaches his cock, I lick it so slowly,
softly and gently. I want to build up the intensity of
this blow job, take my time and blow his mind. I'm now
licking and nibbling at his balls, my nose is buried in
his groin, I sniff it in deeply savoring his scent, the
aroma coming from him, is the most arousing, smell I
could ever think of.
There are no words to describe the intensity of the
pleasure I feel at this moment. With my hands I cup his
balls and squeeze them as my tongue slides its way up
and down being sure to taste every inch of his cock,
coating it heavily with my own saliva, he reaches for
my hair and pulls it, becoming more insistent for his
pleasure.
He pulls my mouth up to cover the head of his hard
cock, and I suck it into my mouth. I listen to his
breathing looking for the signs of pleasure I know will
soon pour forth from his lips. He gasps loudly as I
very slowly slide my mouth down his cock, making my
throat relax so that he can reach the back of my
throat.
I moan around his cock loudly causing vibrations to run
over him and this seems to make his body shake as if he
is absorbing the shook of my vibrating tongue. I know
that he is getting very close to erupting in my mouth,
because he has taken over the fucking of my face, by
holding my head still and slamming his cock up and into
me. He fucks faster and harder, I moan louder, without
touching my pussy I know it is soaked and I could
orgasm at any moment without feeling him touch my
aching pussy. My hands are now squeezing and releasing
his balls rhythmically; he really seems to love this
and whispers words of encouragement.
The pleasure is becoming so intense now for both of us,
I sometimes forget to breathe in my excitement, and
this seems to make me moan louder and harder around his
pulsating cock. With his hands he holds my mouth in
place and slams upward into my throat deep and hard,
and screams that he's cumming.
I concentrated very hard now on staying still and
swallowing every jet of his cum into my mouth, I don't
want to lose a single drop of it, because I want to
impress him with my ability to swallow his, load all
the way down, I suck, pull, swallow. He is shuddering
and shaking and I know that he is very pleased with me.
When I take his cock out of my mouth I admire the
beauty of it. I look up and by the light from the pool
I smile, "Did I do good Mr. Wilson?"
He can't say a thing his cock is still standing
stiff...I lay back on the lounge holding my arms open
as I open my legs for him...he move to one knee and
slips between them, I feel the air mattress give me
more support as he puts his weight on it. His mouth
goes to my right breast and he began to suck my nipple.
I reached to pull his cock toward my pussy. I was going
to tease it at my opening. When out of the blue, "Marca
I don't have any protection."
"You need me to go get a condom Mr. Wilson? I have them
in my purse in my room."
"I just don't want you to get pregnant honey."
"Oh I am on the pill, if you are thinking about aids or
something like that I make all my boy friends wear a
condom, we all sleep around so much, you can't take any
chances."
"Marca, I have never been with anyone but my wife, so I
am not carrying anything."
"I don't need one, Mr. Wilson, let me help you, it is
OK."
I pull him toward me and spread my legs as he slides
down between my big Y, his cock pointing at my pussy as
he moved closer. I closed my eyes and felt the hot head
of his cock as I rubbed it up and down my wet slit. My
juices lubricating it so he could put it in me.
A quick image of Mrs. Wilson entered my mind and I felt
a wave of guilt rush over me. It subsided as the hot
head of his cock rubbed up and down on my aching clit.
I guide his cock to my pussy lips and place the head at
my opening. I hump just a little as I feel it slip in
to the ridge of his mushroom head is in.
I whisper to him, "Suck on my nipples Mr. Wilson, suck
them hard!!" I feel him move forward to suck on them
and feel his cock slip in as far as he can go. Wilson
is not very big and he not a good lover...with just one
woman in his life, shit I had more in one weekend with
boys from high school, than he has in his 57 years.
The walls of my vagina tightened around him, he didn't
respond as I urged him on, grabbing at his ass. "That's
it Mr. Wilson nice and slow, do me Mr. Wilson, fuck
your baby girl, am I your girl Mr. Wilson?" I whispered
into his ear, unable to hold back he did as I
commanded.
I rocked my hips, gyrating in that archaic rhythm,
responding to my urging as I whispered to me, "That's
it Mr. Wilson, get it deep Mr. Wilson, fuck my hot wet
pussy, fuck me good."
With a moan of sheer pleasure and excitement, I spread
my legs wide, letting out a cry telling him I was
having a small orgasm. He sensed my excitement and
drove himself deep inside of me, quivering as he joined
my in ecstasy.
"You cock is beautiful it's hard, oh Mr. Wilson, I love
it like this."
I was actively fucking back at him now. Seemingly in no
hurry, Wilson paced himself. Plunging in and out, he
pulls out until only the tip remains inside me and then
slams back into my depths.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh," I grunted deliriously. "Shit, oh,
fuck. Give it to me. God now your fucking me as a man
should, that's so good Mr. Wilson. Give it all to me."
We were really fucking now, rhythmically, beautifully,
erotically, sweat dripping from our bodies.
"Oh, God," she screamed. "I'm coming again!!"
Lying on top of me, Chuck Wilson who just an hour ago
was nice old man Wilson. Mr. Wilson. At this minute he
was my new lover. He hammered away at me, rubbing the
bulk of his penis against my clit. After a minute of
this, I had one climax after another, experiencing
several long minutes of the most incredible orgasms
I've had in some time. Finally calm, I laid there with
my eyes half-closed and watched him fill me.
"Give it to me," I murmured. A little stronger, I said,
"Give me all your cum!" Then I began chanting it. "Give
me your cum, give me you cum." Somehow I regained
enough energy to wrap my legs around his buttocks.
Wilson tensed and I know he was filling my pussy with
his seed. He screamed, "I'm cumming! Yeah. I'm cumming
in you, shit! You bitch! You're like, oh god!"
Showing no reaction to the vulgar word, I came with him
again and again as his seed pumped into me. After a few
minutes, Wilson rolled off me.
I felt his cock slide out of me as he rolled off and
the flood of his cum pouring out of me onto the air
mattress. I lay their trying to get my breath and than
I set up on my elbows and looked over at him seeing his
cock go limp. He looked up at me and than put his arm
around my shoulder and pulled me to his chest and
kissed my cheek.
"My God Marca! I forgot how good sex could be; you are
out of this world."
"Mr. Wilson, your wife doesn't make you feel this way?"
"Marca we have not had sex in over three years, all I
do is watch you in your bedroom from my study...and
jerk off once a week."
"Wow Mr. Wilson, I guess we better do something about
that...besides I need an older lover who treats me like
a lady, I guess I am your bitch... as you called me...
had some guys at school call me a whore. Mr. Wilson, if
you want I will be your whore."
That was just a few short weeks ago... here I was being
his whore.
Chapter 3
My life was going about like any other young 18 year
old girl just ready to get out of high school that
looked like she was 22 and was making money on the side
not only doing her modeling thing, but also taking care
of a few new friends who had some bucks to burn. Mr.
Wilson got me a date with his friend Jack and within a
few days Jack told a friend and that friend told a
friend…you get the picture…the word had spread. Soon my
fame had spread and it was not long before there was a
stream of older men wanting to use my services!
I had to keep an appointment book to make sure I was
able to keep track of the right friend at the correct
time! Mr. Wilson let me use the apartment for my get
together and it seem that 2 days a week after school I
was meeting one of my new friends from about 4 to 6,
just in time for them to go home to the little woman
and me to make it home to eat and go out on a date.
My mother knew that I was getting on in life when it
came to sex, she just did not know I was sleeping with
men her age on a weekly basis and being a kept woman.
Poor dad still thought I was a virgin and just knew I
was saving myself for my husband. When I knew dad was
on a trip for a few days, I would call one of my out of
town lovers and tell them I was going to be in Dallas
and if they had time, I would make my visit to include
them.
Colin (Whopper) Jones is my best girl friends father.
Colin (Whopper) Jones, a man 55 to early 60 has, lost
his wife a few years ago and has lived with just his
daughter in the same house since we moved into the
neighborhood. He got the nickname Whopper when he was
younger and that he would eat a whopper burger for
lunch. When his daughter and I were about eight, he
would take us on Saturday to get one and I would hear
his friends call him that.
I saw my girl friend at school and told her I would
drop off the purse I had borrowed after school, she
told me she was not going home that she was going to
work and be home about 9PM. She said would call her dad
and tell him I was coming by to drop it off, he was
home from work after 3PM.
I made sure that I was dress to kill, because I had a
date later and was to meet him at his apartment after
7PM. My hair was immaculate, eye-shadow and lipstick a
bit heavier laid-on than usual, and I wore a figure-
hugging gray two-piece suit with a slit skirt and a
white blouse that not only showed my lacy bra beneath
but the tops of my heavy, 39D breasts. I wore no
panties but had on a garter belt and hose, with my 5"
heels. I looked like a $500 whore and felt like one.
When I got to his house, he was dressed in a pair of
slacks and a pull over sweater. He is a man who is tall
6' 5" and must be 275#, just a big man. He looked me
over and told me how great I looked and that I was
still his other daughter. He had me come and gave me a
big hug that gave him a chance to get a good feel of
the merchandise. His eyes locked in on my
cleavage/breast and when I sat down the slit let a lot
of leg show and the look in his eye told me he liked
what he saw. "Marca come sat on the couch, here girl
set next to old Colin!" I sat down next to him, he
reaches over and pulled me close toward him as he felt
my leg; I was right up next to the dirty old man.
We chatted about everything under the sun and about his
daughter and me growing up. He reminded me of the wild
things we girls did when we were pre-teens. Than he
asked me something that I knew, he was trying to lead
the conversation to sex. "So how is that college boy
friend of yours doing?" I told him things were great
and we were very happy.
"Marca I have a question, does the boy know or have
enough to take care of my little girl?"
"Oh Mr. Jones you're bad, my boy friend and I have a
great thing going, I'm very happy, and besides I kind
of play the field!" Oh, so that boy cannot take care of
you… he is a little short in the tool department.
Oh. Mr. Jones you are so bad I said with a sly grin on
my face. He laughs and reached over and kissed me on
the cheek and put his hand on my leg and just left it
there. I looked up and returned the smile and the next
thing I knew he was rubbing my upper leg and telling me
that a woman cannot be happy unless her man can maker
her happy in bed!
"Marca I know about Chuck Wilson and you; is he any
good can he show you the stars with that cock of his!"
"Mr. Jones you should not ask question like that!"
"Honey he told me you were a fine lay best he had!" All
I could do was smile, closed my legs a little, and
squeeze his hand between them. How many times did you
go out and meet him? Just one or two times a month!"
He still had his hand on my leg and was rubbing me slow
and getting up near my pussy; he than bent down and
kiss me on the lips and he put his other arm around me
and felt my tits as he kissed me. As he rubbed my
breast, I open my mouth and let him tongue me and we
were kissing with open mouths as if I was quite
desperate to get right into it while Colin unbuttoned
my blouse.
I helped him push my blouse and bra aside, and Colin
brought out my nice big tan creamy tits, cupping them
and sucking each nipple. I made my back arch to thrust
them into his face, and my left hand went down to his
crotch to squeeze the obvious bulge there.
"That's what keeps them coming back for more," he
boasted. I had never felt such a beauty; even with my
eyes closed, I could feel that he had one hell of a
cock on him, one hell of a size. Limp in his pants it
must be a full three hands full, and rounded thick as a
large banana. When erect, Chuck Wilson cock is smaller
than and nowhere as thick as his was limp.
I was very envious and had to admit it was a champion
piece of equipment. He was three times my age but god
his cock was twice the size of what I was expecting.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to touch
it!" Ever proud of his equipment, Colin immediately
stopped nuzzling my breasts, stood up and pulled down
his pants and underwear. Out popped his prick.
I grasps in wonder and shock. The magnificent tool hung
down what seem like half way down his leg, it was like
a flagpole, and God that plum-sized head. It looked
magnificent. "Twelve inches long and six inches
around," Colin said arrogantly. "It's been measured
quite a few times." I did not doubt him, and if you get
a ruler and see just what a size Twelve inches is,
well, it is some length!
"OH MY GOD! YOUR COCK IS UNBELIEVABLE! OH MY GOD!"
That was all I could say and my eyes were fix to it.
That big snake looked me in the eye and his head was a
reddest/purple. His balls were as big as golf balls;
all I could say to myself, as I looked at them you are
so damn big. I said as if in a stupor. "It's so big,"
I just sat looking with my mouth open and taking in the
full size and seeing every part of this WHOPPER. "Mr.
Jones I know why they call you WHOPPER and it's not
because of that hamburger!" "Don't worry love," Colin
promised her. "It will all go in, and you'll love every
inch. I'll make sure you do. You have to tell me is
Wilson or any of the other cocks you fuck anywhere near
this size?"
"OH SHIT I DON'T THINK ANY MAN IS THAT SIZE!" With that
he smiled and began to stroke that big tool, when he
pulled it up I could see his balls just hanging lose in
that over sized sack and the weight of them made his
sack hang 4 or 5 inches down. My pussy was dripping and
it was all I could do not to reach out and touch him,
let alone want to suck it.
He lowered me back on the couch, intending no doubt to
shaft me there and then. "No, not here, let's go to the
bedroom," I said, almost in a hoarse whisper. He helped
me up and we went to his bedroom. There we stood apart
only long enough to throw off our clothes. I
practically ripped off my clothes, uncovering my naked
body without a qualm to this old man who I had knew as
a young girl and was her girl friends father.
I flopped back on the bed, legs apart and breasts
rolling in my hands, shamelessly offering up my shaved
pussy to Colin. He was obviously no novice. For long
moments he kissed my mouth, fondled my big tits, and
fingered my pussy, all the while making me writhe below
him, my hand grasped about his great weapon.
"Put it in, put it in," I begged. "Fuck me, shove it
right up me." I actually tried to pull him into me
grasping his prick and guiding it to my pussy-lips.
"Not so fast little girl," Colin cooling stated. "Have
you ever had a cock this big inside you?"
"Not in the last 48 hours," I responded impatiently,
knowing full will that I had fucked a few big men that
might come close, but not much more!
"Well, than you know you just can't shove it in if
you're not use to its size and that little cock your
dating is not going to fit in this pussy of your when I
get though with you today. You have to take your time
and prepare your pussy so it will stretch out. He got
down on his knees, crawled between my legs, and started
to lick me pussy. It was already soaking wet from
Marca's natural juices.
Colin started to roll over on top of me, and he placed
his cock at the entrance of my pussy and leaned into
me. The plum-sized head nudges my pussy and enters
enough to force the lips apart. I in turn groaned as if
eternally grateful and locked my legs behind his back,
raising my hips. "Just relax, baby," Colin suggested.
"You've just got the head of it in. There is a lot more
to go."
His cock head was so wide that it is was a struggle
just to keep it from falling out. Colin just lay on top
of me resting on his elbows, waiting for my pussy to
adjust. After a minute or two, a little more sank in
and then a little more.
"That's it, baby, that is two inches in there, only ten
more to go!" All the while, I was gasping for air and
tightening my leg muscles around Colin's back.
"Oh god, oh god," I was sucking this snake into my love
hole with just the pussy muscles I had developed over
these past few months, as if I were sucking a cock into
my mouth. I whimpered repeatedly.
Colin began a slow back-and-forth movement, allowing
only an inch or so at a time to penetrate me, teasing
me by taking advantage of my desperate condition. Then
he would withdraw again right to the knob, making me
groan and cry out, "OH FUCK ME, PLEASE FUCK ME,"
clutching at his buttocks and heaving myself up to get
more prick, which had me delirious. "Oh, shove it in
me, please, please," I whined. "Fill my slit. Do it,
just keep it going!" A few more inches worked their way
inside me.
Colin calmly gave his progress report, "There is only
five more inches to go. I bet I am in deeper than your
little prick other lovers has ever been. How does it
feel?" "Oh God, it feels wonderful, keep going," I
demanded. "Is this virgin territory?" Colin teased.
"Oh God, YES, HE HAS NEVER BEEN IN THAT DEEP!"
Not many men have or could ever dream of going that
deep in me! Colin, please, please, shove it all in!" I
was almost sobbing for his full length, groping him to
get more up my pussy. "Darling," I called him, urging
him on. "Fuck me harder. Come on. Fuck me." Then
growing desperate, I changed me tune, cursing his
teasing ways. "Shove it in me, you big cock bastard!"
"Fuck my whore hole with that big prick of yours. Put
it all in my pussy, damn you!"
"Take it all damn you fuck me you big cock bastard!"
Colin came back at me, as he laughed down at me. "That
is the slut whore I've been told you are," and with
that he was in me to his balls.
I gasped as if marvelously feeling of fullness,
spreading my thighs opens until they were flat on the
bed and adjusting my hips in a shuffling movement, as
if getting myself adjusted with that huge prick
imprisoned up me.
Colin hardly moved, while below him I writhed slowly
with that monster cock deep inside me. Me cheeks puff,
I gasped and my eyes rolled as I had an orgasm that
stretched my legs and curled my toes.
Still Colin barely moved his hips, looking down upon me
with huge satisfaction as I continued to writhe below
him. While letting me relax for a little bit, he
degraded me by telling me; "you're a natural born
fucking whore, I always though you liked cock, but man
you do like to fuck"! Wilson told me you could not get
enough of a real man's cock can you. "Oh Colin I'll
come back and fuck you any time you like. Just don't
stop, please fuck me!"
He just did not fuck me... he FUCKED ME! I had no idea
men could fuck this way, with such force and wildness.
He was hammering my, rag-doll ass right into the
mattress! With a muscular ass and powerful legs, and
his staying power he can screw me anytime; He is the
type of man other men would truly be envious of, if not
jealous.
I looked up at him and said, "Maybe we can work out
some kind of arrangement. I think I can fit you into my
schedule." The way I was talking letting him know that
this was nothing new for me; I hinted that I enjoyed
providing service for some big cocks without my boy
friend knowing.
I in turn just lay below him positively luxuriating in
the big prick embedded in me pussy. "Oh yes, I love you
cock. It's so big," I sighed and moaned softly. I
rolled back with every inch soaking inside me. Colin
slowly withdrew from my pussy, his prick coming out
with an easy sliding movement, still iron- hard,
glistening from pussy-juice, red, and looking angry.
My dilated pussy gaped open like a cave, the lips
shaped to Colin's girth. "See, all pussy's adjust to my
size," Colin answered. "I've never found a woman who
couldn't." Just then, I opened me eyes and looked at
him with bewilderment. "Did you go off already?" I
asked.
"I only come when I want to," Colin said. "So, don't
you worry about that? I was just letting you see the
difference between all the other little pricks you mess
with and what you do need to have/feel between your
legs. Just look at what you had up you."
"Never mind about them," I snapped testily. "Put it
back in. I was just getting used to the feel of it."
Obligingly Colin slid his prick back in me as easily as
it had come out and again I sighed and wrapped my long
legs around his back.
"Once ye woman get and try a big cock, thou shall never
be satisfied with a smaller one." (From the book of
Marca: Chapter 6 verse 24.)
This time Colin was giving me what I wanted by
thrusting rhythmically into me. I reached around and my
hands gripped his ass cheeks to pull him to me and lift
my body off the bed to meet his thrusts. This time he
did not tease me and we humped energetically, both of
us groaning and gasping with pleasure. I seemed to come
time after time in a series of great shudders. Several
times Colin's balls and ass cheeks tightened up, and I
thought for sure that he was going to cum in me, but he
never did.
After what seemed like an hour, Colin allowed himself
to climax. God, this dirty old man had amazing self-
control! Colin fell on top of me; we lay limp and
gasping for air, almost steaming with the exertion.
Colin's cock still embedded in my hot pussy, he looks
down at me; "I take the little blue pill, this snake
should be hard for a while!" He started to move in and
out. As he did, I could feel drops of his sperm being
forced from my pussy and dripping down the crack of my
ass. His cock never went limp; he had a full erection
all the time we fucked.
Colin grabbed me and rolled over on his back bringing
me with him. I mounted over him with my tits dropping
in his face, squatting over his prick and moving above
it, or rather squirming with it up me and showing signs
of great pleasure. I can only describe it as like a hen
settling herself over a nest of eggs, as least that was
the thought that came to me as I took that big cock in
my pussy. It seemed that every time I lowered myself
onto his Dick, more sperm leaked out and ran down his
cock and over his balls.
I was crying out how good it was how his cock felt like
a fence post in my pussy. For almost the next hour, we
continued to fuck, changing positions several times. I
lost count of how many times I got off. When Colin came
in me again, we just lay side by side with his cock
still inside me; we had been at it for about two hours
straight.
We kissed and chatting away about how great, our
session was. Colin started to rise from the bed, but I
grabbed him and asked him if he would like to do this
every Thursday? It was obvious I wanted to fuck him
repeatedly. I think I will be a regular visitor to his
house and keep my pussy satisfied in a way that only a
big cock could do.
I have told myself size is not the over riding factor
when it comes to love or love making; but that fucker
had better be big when it comes to just raw sex. I have
heard people of both sexes make statements like "it's
not the length of the wand, but the motion of the
magician."
While this might have some truth to it, I wonder if
these people have considered the situation, in which
the oversized prick comes with an experienced lover
attached to it. Based on my personal experience, I
would say the outcome is pure glowing satisfaction.
"Marca...Chuck tells me he gives you 300 for the
afternoon."
I just nod, and smile. "Marca honey... 300 it is, but
just once a month. That is all I am good for."
That set up Colin Whopper Jones and soon the black
appointment book had names and phone numbers of all my
men from my street. The last name I added to my book
just before I left high school was Mr. Larson who lived
across the street from us.
Chapter 4
Within a few days of my visit to Mr. Colin I ran into
one of the other neighbors from out street a Mr.
Larson. He was at the mall on a Saturday that I was
modeling, we were doing back to school fall stuff and I
saw him in the crowd looking on. After the show he came
up and spoke to me and than let me have the big news,
"I saw Colin the other day, he told me you might need
to earn some extra money this summer, I have need for a
young lady from time to time, same as Wilson does."
Oh shit he knew, damn that Colin, last BJ he gets, will
for a week or two. I look around to see if anyone was
around that knew him, I knew I was blushing, god he
knew what I had done. I could die. He took my hand and
said to me, "Marca, honey why don't you come over to my
where I have my place and lets talk, one day next week,
say some afternoon."
I looked at him, damn this man was my fathers age, hell
they all were, "OK, it might be fun, your house when?"
He looked around this time and said. "Marca I was
thinking of the apartment where you meet with the
others, call my office Tuesday morning and we can talk
more than." Shit I was going to get more than just a
cock in the mouth, this man was going for the gold. I
call the man on Tuesday and give him the directions to
my hide away apartment on the other side of town.
On the dot at 11AM he was at the door, nice to know he
is a man who keeps a schedule. I open the door still
standing behind it and smile as he comes in and he
turns to look at me as I close the door. I stand back
letting him take in all of my body. Dressed in a black
mini dress that was very low cut showing off just
enough cleavage of my breasts and my 6"spike heels that
seem to make my legs a mile longer than they were and
very shapely.
"Larson you are just about the last man on our street
not to make a pass at me. Men come onto me whenever
they have the opportunity to get near me." He moved
toward me and put his hands on my arms. "Marca most men
who know you call you a cock tease; but they cannot say
no, they find your beauty intoxicating. If you had a
husband, he would be the envy of the neighborhood!"
"So what did Colin tell you about me?" He told me what
a knock out you are, we all know that. I was going to
be the bad ass whore today, he wanted to play it was
going to cost him, I wonder if I could pull it off?
"You know Colin paid me, paid me big time for two
hours, of pure sex, as he called it." The look on
Larson's face, I had him off guard. I put my hands
behind my back and unzipped the dress, letting it falls
to my feet. I stood in a black bra, black bikini
panties and the black 6" heels I look the part of that
whore he, he was going pay for.
"My God Marca you are more beautiful than you were the
other day, more than I have ever seen you!" I walk past
him toward the bed room. "It is 300 big ones and that
is for the next two hours and we are on your ticket!"
I went to the bed bent over and pulled back the top
sheet and looked around to see him pulling out 3 Ben
Franklin's; I took it from him before he had a chance
to offer it to me and looked at him…"don't you think it
would be best if we did this with you naked! Oh and I
think I can drop the Mr. Larson and call you Matt." He
began to undress. Damn I'd pulled it off.
I went and put the money in my purse and sat on the
edge of the bed with my legs crossed and leaned back on
my elbows. "Come stand in front of me Matt! Drop your
pants." He unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants, and
pulled his cock out of his underwear. "No, no drop your
underwear too." I said.
It was not soft, but it was getting firm, he was at
least 5 or 6 inches. Standing there in his altogether.
"Matt this could be the start of something big; it
looked nice, "how big does it get?" It was beginning to
twitch. "Bigger I know that!"
"I guess I better get busy and see just what I got
here. I look up at him just before I take it to my lips
to kiss it and lick. "But just how big is the big
question?" I cupped his cock with my hand and gave it a
gentle squeeze. I smiled, "Very nice." I squeezed him
again, and then tugged slightly.
"Keep doing that Marca and you'll find out."
I held his large swollen cock in my hand, I could feel
that large vein running underneath the length of his
cock, and I wanted to suck it. "Matt I want an honest
answer…do you fuck around on your wife?" He just shook
his head no. "Good I want need to use a condom unless
you want me to?" He shook his head no again. "With
these young ass holes these days you got to wear one."
I said as I lifted up his long hanging tool.
Now I put my mouth over his cock and started my
sucking. I moved my lips up and down the length of his
cock and jammed it deep down into my throat. I had a
hard time getting more than half of him into my mouth.
Matt leaned back and than would shaft into me and
enjoyed my talents.
"Oh, that's good… keep going…yea…"
I sucked him and pumped him with my hand. After about
15 minutes, Matt's breathing became very shallow.
He started to moan, I felt his cock begin pulsating,
and I knew he was going to shoot a load in my mouth.
His knees sank a little as his legs weakened, shooting
his come into my mouth. I could not handle it all, and
I quickly withdrew my mouth and jerked him off as his
cum shot out of his cock.
"I'm going to come, yea! I'm going to... oh!" I pumped
him furiously as he continued coming, then pulled him
back into my mouth.
When he finished, I slowed and then popped him out. I
looked up at his glazed face, myself smiling and Matt
looking blankly.
"That was fantastic Marca, damn girl Colin was right."
He said as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth. I
licked him clean all over, I was not through with him
yet so I wiped him with a towel and began sucking his
cock again. I got him on the bed and told him to rest
for a few minutes; it would be his turn next, and I had
some pussy-licking coming to me if he wanted his cock
inside.
I played with his semi limp cock and we chatted about
me and my sex life as I played with his balls and piss
tube. "I and every man on the street enjoyed looking at
you, and specialty your tits, I could tell you enjoy
showing them off for everyone's pleasure? Everybody had
been looking at your big nipples and you did nothing to
hide them in that halter-top, but you know that? "You
like showing off your tits don't you?"
I eventually say a breathless "yes."
He seemed eager for more so I got on my knees and bent
over. He got on his knees, behind me, and started
licking my pussy and long licks over my asshole: I
jumped when his tongue licked my brown rosebud. He
licked it all around and stuck his tongue in my pussy
and asshole; and licked around the inside my ass trying
to French kiss it; I let out a long oh, oh. I was
trying to make this just business today, had planed on
not getting my emotions involved today; this was just
raw sex.
Matt gripped my ass cheeks and spread them open. I felt
his tongue darting into my asshole and then down along
my pussy. He alternated sucking and probing my asshole
and pussy. After a few minutes of this, he had me
wiggling my ass as if I was trying to clamp on to his
tongue. I tried to look back to see him but he was
hidden by my ass, oh he was getting to me. "Oh God yes,
you can't believe how I feel, yes!" I whined.
Matt rose up slid his cock along my wet pussy, teasing
me. "You like my tongue up your ass baby?"
"Oh Matt yes, yes…why not get that cock of yours in my
pussy!" I reached my hand back between my out stretched
legs and with two fingers open, my pussy lips to him
show lots of pink. "Slip it in Matt, right here." He
just lowered his head and went back to licking my ass
and sucking my pussy as I held it open for him. "Oh
Jesus fucking Christ, suck it yes suck it!"
"Matt please put it in me, get into me!" I said, "Don't
you want some of my ass?" He stopped licking, grabbed
hold of his cock, and pushed the head of his cock in
just past my fold. "Keep pushing Matt…just a little
more…please…put a little of it in." I said, "Get some
of it in…please just a little…part of it in."
Than he began to talk to me…your mother told my wife
you got a steady who is a college man does he fuck you
like this? "Damn you Larson he stays out of this!" I
looked back at him. "You Fucker…I don't like to be
teased." He pulled back and rested on his knees, and
slapped my ass. "Than your not getting, any cock!" He
pulled it away from my slit. "Oh Matt don't do this to
me please…what do you want to know?" He knew I was
broken, I was not a prostitute I was a Nymph a
professional prostitute would never let their feeling
for sex get in the way of just fucking.
"Oh fuck me please," I begged.
"Are you a slut…you my slut?" he asked.
"Oh god yes," I replied, "I am your young whore."
"Are you tired of your boy friends puny little cock? Is
that the reason you need a real men's cock? Colin and
Chuck tell me you can fuck them all day long and Colin
said you fucked him for longer than any woman has ever
ridden him!" I looked at him, "Oh Colin, oh god yes he
does make me, he has away of making me…well as he tells
me… how I am good at expressing my passionate love when
he fucked me from behind which is by far my favorite
position, I can make my pussy muscles work better when
I am on all fours. I love feeling him deep inside my
pussy, slowly sliding in and out of me as he holds onto
my waist."
I felt him grip my waist and push just a little more,
he breathed deeply as he slid into me. My walls of my
pussy clamped on his shaft trying to hold him in I was
puckering my ass making my pussy suck his tool.
"Damn Marca your pussy is like a mouth, my wife can't
suck my cock that good!"
I looked back at him and smiled…You getting your monies
worth?"
"Yes, oh shit fucking yes! I see why Colin said it took
a big cock to ride your ass." I humped back at him as I
looked over my shoulder at his facial expression.
I was massaging his cock with my pussy muscles. When
that happened, he began to cry out, "oh baby, keep
doing that... milk me with your pussy... that feels so
fucking good."
Now he started humping faster…oh this is so good…and
soon he began moaning and I could feel his cock
pulsating in my pussy as he was getting near a hard
blow; it was just a matter of minutes before he would
ejaculating his juice in my pussy. I winced slightly as
he began to slap my ass cheeks while he fucked my love
nest with long hard strokes. "Oh yes, is that pussy
good baby?" I wiggled and shook my ass as he pumped my
rump.
"Hold on baby, ride my wild ass! Oh my God…Oh Jesus,
Matt harder, fuck me harder; I am almost there, I'm
almost there, and I'm almost there." I felt him
tighten. His cock seemed to swell even more and with a
final thrust, he came inside me. I could feel his
pulsing and with each, it sent tiny shivers throughout
my body.
We both lay there exhausted and gathered our strength
for another round. "Marca my god that out of this world
I don't think I can get it up for a week!" I rolled
over held his lifeless/limp Winnie and told him…"Go
wash that baby maker and I can have it standing in
about 15 minutes!" After a minute of ideal chat, we
both got up, I had to Pee and he washed his limp
pecker.
He came back to the bed and laid on his back I went
right to his chest and mounted him and straddled him
playing with his lovely cock, telling him how I love to
suck and fuck men since I was 14, had to lie just a
little. Soon I had it standing up. I rose up on my
knees, held his big cock, and guided it into my love
nest.
Slowly but eagerly I lowered myself down on his
throbbing cock, both of us gasping as the tip of his
cock entered me as I slid the full length of his
erection into my wet pussy. He arched into me, driving
his cock into me. He placed his hands on both cheeks of
my ass and raised me up and down on his cock.
I bent over and started kissing him while he continued
rising and lowering me on his cock. I felt his hands
tightening on my ass as he began moaning and pushing
his cock deeper into my wet hot honey pot. "Suck my
nipples Matt, kiss them you don't have anything like
this at home do you baby!" He buried his face into my
breasts, licking and sucking hungrily at my nipples.
I rode him slowly, Matt's cock felt so good inside my
pussy, I could feel my lips sucking him in deeper as he
drove further and deeper into me. His hands were on my
ass as I rode him. His fingers still slick with my
juices started gently enter my rosebud, pressing up
into me until he felt his finger slip through my tight
ring.
"Oh God YES!!" I screamed, oblivious to the people of
Tarrant County or anything else other than Matt. He
continued to finger fuck my ass as I rode his cock. I
drove heavily down onto his fingers and his cock,
feeling myself pushed close to the edge. We fucked each
other frantically, our tongues clashing, our breath
panting into each other's mouths.
"Marca!!" he screamed into my mouth as he felt his
orgasm explode, his cream spurting deep inside me. His
body shuddering and driving into me just as my body
began to buck and shudder as wave after wave of orgasm
crashed around me. Screaming for him, clinging to each
other, kissing passionately as our bodies trembled and
bucked as we came together.
"You have not fucked your wife for the last three
months, will she had better mark that day down on her
calendar; because you cock belongs to me after this."
Gasping and panting we held each other, I sat on top of
him, his cock still buried deep inside me, feeling his
warm cream sliding out of my pussy and onto his thighs,
all the time my head on his shoulder. "Oh God Marca do
you make all men feel this way?"
At last, we recovered and got ourselves together. He
asked me if he could visit me again and I said, "Yes,
when I say you can and you already know what the price
is."
Chapter 5
By the time school was out I was doing a john a day and
within two weeks of high school behind me I was turning
two tricks a day. I was working at the Mall in the
morning from 9AM to 2PM. Meeting someone at the
apartment around 3 and a date that night until
midnight. That time of month came on to soon and I
needed the rest. That week I worked at the mall and
came home to set by the pool and rest that over used
pussy. My dates that week were my high school friends
and they got a good night kiss and a hug at the door, I
was in bed by 11 PM.
I was 18 years old and a senior in high school. I lived
in an affluent area just outside of Fort Worth. I was
your average, all-American girl next door. Will other
than fucking all the men on the block, I was almost
average.
I had good grades, will maybe not that good and I was
popular and involved in cheerleading, I had a squeaky
clean reputation and did other school actives until my
senior year and I went for my modeling career. I was
not as sweet and innocent as I seemed my last years in
school.
One afternoon after getting off from the mall I went by
the apartment and checked any messages that were left
on the phone that Wilson had set up for me. The second
message was from Wilson's friend Jack who I had been
with twice. "Marca, this is Jack. I need you to give me
a call at the office. Honey I need you to go out with a
VIP from my home office. Marca baby, you gotta help me
out on this. I'll make sure you get taken care of. You
name the price honey. I need for you to do this... for
old Jack... call me."
Damn! A week night. Dad was home. How in god's name do
I spend the night out? Shit. I will just call Jack and
tell him I am booked for the week. "Jack ... Marca ...
you called me?"
"Oh thank god Marca you called honey, I got the CEO of
our company in town and I need you to have dinner with
us."
"Jack I got a date, you know I can't break a date,
that's not my style."
"Marca, I'll put 10 big ones on you to be with him
tonight."
"Jack, did you say 10 big ones! A 1,000 dollars?"
"Honey, you got it. Be at the Worthington Hotel at 8PM
in that fancy dinning room they have. Look sexy baby, I
got to go. Eight, don't be late."
I drove home and my teenage mind was going a mile a
minute trying to come up with some story to be out of
the house all night. I got home and found mother mad a
wet hen, seems dad had pissed her off. Doing something
that I guess husbands do. She was on the phone with dad
and than the shit hit the fan. "GOD DAMN YOU! Just
don't come home until you learn." She hung up and
stormed out of the den toward her bedroom.
This is not the time to ask mother to let me stay out
all night long. I went to my room and was setting at my
make vanity; putting on some new makeup I had got from
the mall, when mother comes in. "Marca your father will
not be coming home tonight you want to go get a bite to
eat? I need to get out of the house."
"Mother I would love to... but uh, I got a date.
Sorry... oh... I may be a little late tonight."
Mother looked at me and with a far off glaze she said,
"He wouldn't happen to have a friend would he?"
Mother is 17 years older than me which makes her 35.
She's got a body like me, just not as big in the bust
as me. "Mother, you need a night out. Is it that bad
with dad?"
My Mother just walked out to her bedroom and I called
Jack at his office. "Jack I am bringing a girl friend.
Lets have a nice dinner for four and we take it from
their."
"Marca is she pretty? She your age? Twenty-five,
twenty-six?"
"Jack she is very pretty, she looks a lot like me,
she's 28... see you two at 8."
I went to mother's room open the door as she stood
looking out the window at the back yard.
"Mom...you have a date...lets get ready. Girl's night
out. No one knows our business."
Mother just smiled and we went off to her bedroom
holding each other giggling to each other about girl
stuff. It was early and we had more time than we needed
to get ready for our wild night out. I was going to
slip out a few things as we got dressed how the evening
was going to go, did not want to shock mother before I
had to. After my shower and washing my hair, under the
blow dryer, mother came into my room and asked.
"Marca what are you wearing honey." She looked at me
setting on my vanity chair with my legs up and spread.
Her look was frozen on me and her jaw was set open,
lost for words.
I reached for my razor and shaving gel. I had a bowl of
water on the night stand ready to rinse the blade when
and as often as needed. Closing my eyes, I sprayed the
gel onto my mons, the coolness making me smile. Parting
my legs, I began to smooth the gel over my pubic area,
right down to my ass crack, loving the way the gel
almost fizzed into foam. The razor poised, I held my
skin taut and started to slowly trace the razor from my
ass right to the top of my pubic bone, long slow, firm
strokes of the razor gliding over the lips of my
powerful pussy lips, not missing one single hair.
After rinsing the foam away, I applied a handful of
moisturizer to the smooth skin, my fingers rubbing in
the moist cream, the softness, the surface like satin
to the touch. Shaking my head, I sat up, and swung my
legs off the vanity table. I winked at mother with a
mischievous grin spreading my mouth wide. I was so
excited, so full of thoughts about what I had planned
for the night.
"What am I wearing. I am thinking about only dressing
in a black lace bra, with black silk garter belt,
stockings and 5-inch high heels, not sure of my dress.
I feel like being a slut tonight, some guys hoe."
"Marca, no panties."
"Not tonight mother, these are not young guys we are
having dinner with you noticed I shaved it real
smooth."
I smiled at her and she returned the smile and went
back to her bedroom.
I ended up wearing a sleeveless black ruffled V-neck
dress that showed some cleavages, just enough to get a
man's attention. This dress allowed me to slip out of
it quick and easy. Mother and I were two hot looking
women when it was time to go.
Mother drove her car and on the way I told her that we
should not let anyone know we were mother and daughter,
that makes you seem older than I told them you were.
She got a kick out of that and agreed. Tonight she was
my good friend Dot, short for Dorothy. We got to the
hotel and went to the bar... we were just 5 minutes
late, not bad for two women. Standing at the opening to
the bar lounge, looking for Jack I could feel every eye
in the place looking at us.
I didn't see them so I headed to a small table in one
corner with...Dot behind me. Taking out chair and
getting a wine order...mother turned to me and said.
"Marca, I had forgotten the power of sex that we can
have over men. I still feel my sexual need after
several years of marriage. For a minute I panicked even
if my body instinctively drew the idea of me pretending
to be... like you said, some guys whore." I looked
around at the men standing at the bar paying all that
attention to us. They were business types mostly,
slugging back a few quick whiskeys before heading back
to their wives and children.
"Marca your father married an exhibitionist."
"Mother you gave birth to one."
Just than I crossed my legs and let my dress ride up to
mid thigh. I looked up at the bar to see who was
getting a thrill and saw this older gentleman looking
at me, I smiled at him and he returned the smile.
I crossed my right leg over my left leg to give him a
look at a lot of thigh. I soon began dangling one of my
heels from the end of my toes on my right foot, and it
wasn't long before I had him mesmerized. It was
intoxicating to know I had his attention. I could see
his eyes were directed at my legs. Feeling much bolder
from this show, I slowly moved my right leg further
away from my left leg, and in so doing I knew that he
would be seeing further up between my legs. I really
wanted to treat him to a view of what to most women is
their forbidden territory.
I get very bold once I know I had him watching, and
tend to do rather whore like things. I get excited when
I know I'm making guys really horny and wanted to give
him an experience that he would long remember.
I ran my finger up and down the stem of my wine glass,
stroking softly on its shiny surface, caressing it with
the pads of my fingers tips, my nails occasionally
making contact. I licked my lips as his gaze came back
to my face from the wine glass I was stroking.
I spread my legs and watched the older gentleman's face
as my skirt rose up my long luscious legs. He raised
his glass toward us and I heard mother giggle and out
of the corner of my eye I saw her nod.
I looked as mother smooth her skirt. I watched our
admirer, walking stiffly as he adjusted his rather
sizeable bulge, approach our small table. "Allow me to
introduce myself," he said extending his hand. "My name
is Charles and I've certainly been enjoying you lovely
ladies as you set here." I look up and smile at
him..."nice to know we have made you smile. I have
enjoyed it as much as you have."
"Would you ladies allow me to buy you a drink. I am
waiting for my business associate to join me for dinner
and he seems to be running late." Mother looked at me,
she did not know the plan and I smiled up at the old
guy and said.
"Oh, I'm sorry; we are to meet two gentlemen here."
He reached and took my hand and smiled at me as he
brought my hand to his lips and gently kissed it,
letting his tongue lick my finger in the process. I
smiled and looked deep into his eyes as he walked away.
Mother looked at me and said, "Honey that old fart is a
gentleman, but he has the hots for you."
"Mother did you see that bulge in his pants?"
"Marca, you were looking at it too?" We both giggled
and looked around to see who else was getting a thrill
out of our slut ways. "Marca, all this flirting and
flashing is having a pleasant effect on me,"
"Mother I am so horny, Charles even looks good to me."
"Marca remember this is our secret night out, only you
and I will ever know what happen." She winked at me and
I knew we were out for the evening, maybe even into the
next morning, who cares.
I look up and see Jack coming into the bar and he spots
me and waves and looks around I guess for the VIP I am
to meet. "Mother, I mean Dot. That's your date for the
evening."
Just than Jack walks up to the old man Charles shakes
his hand and motions in our directions. "Marca, guess
who your date is for the evening?"
The two men come over and I hold my hand out for the
old man to take and he kisses it again. "I knew you
could not take no for an answer, I told Dot you would
be back." Jack looked at each of us with that blank
look on his face...have I missed something. Mother
(Dot) spoke up and said.
"Jack don't pay any attention to Marca, she is always
pulling some guys leg."
Charles than began to tell Jack what had happen before
he got to the bar and Jack explained to Charles why he
was late, something to do with work. Charles had sat
down next to me and the small table caused our knees
and legs to touch each other. A new round of drinks
were ordered and Charles said to Jack.
"You said she was one of the most beautiful women I
would ever see. My god man, I will never doubt your
word again. You two ladies are very beautiful; your
eyes... are you sisters?"
Mother spoke up and said. We both have the same
hairdresser and they bought it. I could see that they
were both impressed with who they had setting next to
them, like two studs in a full of horny cock's and they
were the cock of the walk. We had more small talk than
went into the dinning room and I got to be the Queen
Bee since I was with Charles, he being the VIP.
We sat a table of four with our backs to the wall. Dot
(mother) faced me and Jack was on the other side facing
Charles. When the waiter came and asked if we wanted a
drink everyone ordered buy mom. "I better pass, I am
driving."
Jack looked at me with that look of, "hey you got my
money... what do I get?"
I winked at Jack to let him know things were cool. Then
he spoke up, "I hoped we would have breakfast before
you ladies needed to be anywhere. A very late
breakfast."
Everyone looked at mom and she smiled, "In that case
I'll have Gin & Tonic."
Let the good times roll.
We had dinner, wine and my first after dinner drink and
talked and talked. They were very interesting men. Jack
I knew real well and they told us wonderful stories
that kept both us entertained. I laughed often and
Charles had me feeling so relaxed I forgot any
anxieties I might have had earlier in the evening. We
talked about the people in the news and stars and I had
a great time with him. He held my hand often and at
times would look into my eyes like a lover.
At 10 the small combo started playing back in the
lounge and Jack ask my mom if she would like to return
to the lounge and dance. We got up and all four left
for the lounge. (Mother0 gives me that look that all
women knows what it means and I immediately inform the
gentlemen that we need to see the powered room before
dancing Once in the ladies room. "Marca, that man is
older than your father, you're not going to... are
you?"
"Mother, I could be out with some 19 year old who could
buy me a pizza and a glass of wine. After that I'd be
out by Arlington Lake fucking him in the back seat of
his rundown Ford."
"Charles had already started talking to me about seeing
his winter home in Mexico. The other girls can have the
Ford; I am fucking his brains out and get the limo."
Mother looked at me with tears in her eyes, "You're not
my little girl anymore are you?"
We hugged and I asked, "By the way Dot, you need a
condom?"
"Oh Marca I didn't think about that!"
I open my purse and said, "Here take two. No you better
take three, Jack is always good for two rounds and
he'll want it in the morning too."
"Marca honey, what about you."
I've got three, I always have lots with me at all
times, besides, I'm only letting Charles have it once
tonight. After he ask me to Mexico again, he may get
some in the morning. Oh don't be shocked if Jack slips
you some money. I told him we were both broke and we
still have two more days to payday."
"Marca, that makes us whores."
"Dot, if I talk him into a trip to Mexico, you want to
come?"
"I-I don't know, with Jack?"
"If you go you can keep an eye on me and make sure I am
not messing up."
"YES! Damn right I am going to keep an eye on you."
"Mother, then I guess we're whores. Blot you lipstick,
we've got two horny gentlemen waiting for us."
Just as we got to the table Charles asked me to dance.
He stood up and offered me his hand and I took it. Jack
stood and took Mother's hand and off we went to the
dance floor. Let the fun begin I thought. It was
crowded and he held me very close, so close I got that
nice bulge on my front right off the bat. My breast
presses into his chest. I know he can feel it. I lay my
head against his. He can really dance well.
In a few minutes, I feel him beginning to get hard and
pressing against my thigh. His chest is massaging my
breast. I am beginning to get turned on. Suddenly I
notice that I have pressed my pubic bone against his
thigh. I hadn't even noticed when I did it! We stayed
on the dance floor and the band did one more slow
number. This time while he holds me close, Charles's
hands find their way all the way to my ass. Again he is
hard and my pubic bone presses against his thigh. I
feel wet between my legs. My head is against his and I
am breathing on his ear. He holds me tighter and our
bodies seem to blend together.
I got completely lost in the rhythm of the danced and
felt his hand going lower on my hips and he looked down
at my cleavage sizing up my breast. I noticed people
around the dance floor were watching Mother and me. We
were the two best looking women in the place and every
male had his eye on us. Charles finally held me on the
ass with both hands as if he was trying to pull me on
to his cock, which was getting harder by the minute. At
one time I pulled my head back and smiled at him.
"I like the way you dance, are you this good all the
time or is this the only thing your good at?"
"Oh Marca lets go up to my room...I want to hold you
and kiss you."
"If you ask Dot to dance one dance...than we will say
good night to them."
While Charles and mom were on the dance floor. Jack and
I did our business, he slipped me 10 Ben Franklins then
ask me how much for Dot. "What do you want to give her
Jack?"
"Marca, she's nowhere in your league, so how about
$200?" Poor mom, if she only knew where she stood.
"By the way Jack, Charles has asked me to go with him
to Mexico for a weekend, is that all bull shit?"
"Hell no, while you girls were in the ladies room he
told me to plan a trip next winter...same time when his
wife goes to New York to see her family. Hey baby he
wants to see you before that so be around whenever he
comes into town." I smiled at Jack, "Let's talk next
week at the apartment."
Charles and mother returned to the table and took a
seat, than Charles put his hand on my leg and like a
teenage boy saying it with that look... please can we
go. I turned to Dot and Jack, "If you two will forgive
us, we will say goodnight and meet you in the coffee
shop around 9AM."
I stood and took Charles hand and pulled him out of the
bar, turning to smile at mom. That elevator ride seem
like it was an hour, but was just a few minutes. God I
was hot to trot. He opened the door to his room 936, a
setting room with the bedroom off the side.
He smiled and moved forward and kissed my cheek. I
turned and smiled at him and he kissed my lips. He
leaned up against me, pushing me towards the door and
kissed me again, his body hard against mine. I could
feel a growing bulge in his pants. I felt the wet
feeling spreading between my thighs. I pulled away from
him, breathless. "Charles...do you want to have a night
to remember?" I asked.
"I'd like that very much," he replied and kissed me
again, while slipping the DO NOT DISTURB...sign on the
door behind us. I took his hand and guided him to the
chair in the bedroom.
I stepped lightly across the room while undoing my
zipper on my dress. In the beginning, the act was
something new, something daring yet secure. My dress
fell to the floor, and I approached Charles setting in
the chair across from the bed in my heels, bra, garter
belt, and stocking's. I ran my fingers through her jet
black hair with my left hand, while fingering the waist
of my purple lace garter belt with the right. I moved
my hand up my stomach, covered in goose bumps, even
after all this time. The strap of my lace bra slid off
my shoulder as I took the clasp between my fingers.
With a soft snap, the pressure that confined my over
sized breasts released, and I let the bra fall down my
back.
Charles studied me as I stood in front of him. My large
full breasts were firm, I smoothed one to my chest with
my palm, and he watched it bob back into place. My long
legs were still sleek, smooth from my skill I had with
my razor. I turned my back to him and slowly ran my
hands down my ass cheeks, past my thigh to my shiny
black high heels. I always enjoyed the feel of the air
on my bare bottom, and I lingered a moment, enjoying
the sensation. With a deep breath, I stood back up and
faced my new lover.
With a slight smile, I ran my hands up my thighs, over
my belly, settling on my breasts. I pinched my swollen
nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and began to
rub them gently. A soft moan of pleasure escaped my
lips, that passion was back with a vengeance. My right
hand moved back down, pressed two fingers to my baby
smooth crotch, and my back arched involuntarily.
I was in rapture, masturbating in front of my new
conquest, this stranger. I worked my fingers around in
slow circles, eyes closed, breathing heavily. I turned
around again and fell to my hands and knees. My left
hand moved around to rub my ass cheeks, spreading it
slightly for his viewing pleasure. I braced myself with
my right hand, and moved the left between my legs,
rubbing vigorously. I bucked up and down with the
motion, lost in ecstasy.
I was so wet that I could feel it on my thighs,
trickling down slowly. For the grand finale, I thrust
my middle finger inside, and pumped it with a cry of
passion. I was on the edge of orgasm, and I upped my
pace to a frantic level until it overcame me, like an
explosion of white light. For a few long seconds,
nothing existed but pure pleasure. My senses began to
creep back, my own distant cries sounded strange. I
looked up with a sly smile on my face and in a low hush
voice said.
"Charles honey, I need for you to eat me. Come lick my
sweet juices from my thigh and my hot baby smooth pussy
will be yours."
He placed himself between my thighs and kissed my damp
snatch. I sighed with pleasure. He licked the length of
my slit, tasting my overflowing juices. Then he let his
tongue slip inside. He teased my clit with his tongue
and then he circled my hole. He dipped deep inside my
wet hole and made a happy sound. He dipped in again and
again. He was tongue fucking me. I writhed underneath
him and he held me in place.
Then he let a finger slip inside my pussy. He wiggled
his finger around and I cried out with delight. His
lips homed in on my clit and started sucking on it,
repeatedly flicking his tongue across it. I was in
heaven. I'd had been eaten many times before and it had
never been like this. Charles seemed to know
instinctively how to please me, where my pleasure spots
were. I pulled at my tits and thrust my head from side
to side. Soon I gave up and gave in to his mouth. I
cried out as I came all over his face.
He pulled me up to him and kissed me deeply, letting me
taste my cum on his lips.
"You tasted great, baby you're my baby?"
"Yes, I will be your baby... but you're not my daddy,
you're my lover. I won't take anything less." Charles
stood and undressed down to his boxer shorts. He was
not a will built man, at his age what man was.
He moved toward me and bent down to kiss me, at the
same time squeezed my right breast with his left hand,
rolling my nipple, which was hard and distended. His
tongue darted in and out of my mouth, mine following
into his mouth, hungrily exploring every inch. My arms
were around him and I gently ran my long nails up and
down his spine. He sat up to admire my body and I took
hold of the waistband on his shorts.
I slowly pulled his shorts down and I glimpsed at his
erect manhood for the first time. He was huge, about
nine inches and as thick as my wrist. My jaw dropped
looking at it and when I looked at him he had a huge
grin on his face. He stepped out of his shorts and took
my hand. He sat next to me on the bed and slipped his
arm around me. Our lips met passionately as he ran his
hands up and down my body. He stroked my thighs and my
stocking covered legs parted involuntarily inviting
access to my shaven pubic area.
He began to kiss my neck and ears, which really turns
me on, and we lay back on the bed, my legs dangling
over the side. Charles found the entrance to my love
nest and as his lips moved to my left breast, his
finger penetrated me. I moaned softly and he bit my
nipple. I've very sensitive nipples and this drives me
wild. His finger found my clitoris and he rubbed me to
my first climax. He pushed my knees up to my chest,
than Charles moved up, my legs over his shoulder. His
cock was at the entrance to my cunt and as he started
to enter me I came immediately. Oh fuck that damn
rubber.
His cock inched his way into me and I grabbed hold of
it, digging my nails into his back. I screamed out in
ecstasy as I managed to take his whole length and we
stayed like that for a moment. He released my legs from
his shoulders and I wrapped them around his back. We
kissed hungrily before he began fucking me for all he
was worth.
I lost count after my third orgasm Charles fucking hard
and fast and then slow and gentle. I'd never been
fucked like this before and I realized what deep
penetration was all about. After humping me for about
half an hour Charles exploded inside me just as I was
reaching yet another orgasm. My hands were holding the
cheeks of his ass, kneading them with my long red
fingernails, until we collapsed into each other's arms.
I awoke about 7.30 the next morning. Rob had not moved
an inch since the night before. I had slept in my
garter belt, stockings, and heels while he was stark
naked. Damn what a wild fuck we had.
I took a shower and dried my hair. The noise from the
drier stirred Charles from his slumber. I sat at the
small bathroom vanity fixing my face trying to look
more than just half awake. Charles put his arms around
me and kissed my neck. "Oh Marca, I slept so sound last
night. How did my baby sleep?"
"Your baby slept without a care, but she woke up
horny." He kissed my neck and into my ear. He was
really turning me on with his mouth, alternating from
my ear to my neck and then to my ears. I could feel his
erection and I wanted him inside of me. I turned around
on the small stool as Charles stood up and in the light
of the bathroom I saw his love stick coming to life.
I gently kissed the blood-engorged end before taking it
into my mouth. I took as much of his cock as I could
into my mouth and sucked on it at first gently and then
hard and frenzied. My tongue moving from side to side
and my teeth gently biting.
Charles could not hold back for very long and told me
he was about to come. He exploded into my mouth seconds
later. I swallowed as much as possible but there was so
much it dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin.
Charles said my blow job was the best he'd ever had.
After our shower my second in less than an hour, I told
him to go on to meet Jack I would do my hair and get
dress and see him after breakfast.
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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