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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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