This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways. This is about me; just a part of my late teenage life!
Ms Marca Fucking My Old Neighbor My last two year of high school I was dating like it was going out of style and if I didn’t go out something was wrong. That summer of my 17th year I was also modeling at the mall or I was home doing nothing but working on my tan. Mother was always out running and doing something and father worked long hours and I had the place to myself from 10 AM till 5 or 6 PM . When I was around the house I was always half undressed as one of the wives in the neighborhood had told my mother. When I wasn’t in my bikini I had on short shorts and a tub top or a halter-top, just anything to show off my body to whomever happens to be looking and all the men did. As for that fucking bitch who made the smart remark about my dress or like of, her husband did more of the looking than any of the other men did, but more on that prick later. I had been very sexual active since I turned 17 and had enough guys to know what I like and how I wanted it done to me, I love dog style, and the word soon got around school that I was a good date. I always had a date if I wanted one. I was becoming a tiger in bed, or the back seat of some guys car, I never seeming to get enough fucking. “Marca The Cock Tease” as some called me in school, they were the ones who didn’t get a date. The more cock I got the more I wanted and it’s all I can do to get enough as I got older, I was having more orgasms and could reach a climax faster, having 3 or 4 before the guy got his nut off. It seems like the more cock I get, the more I want. When guys would bring me home from a date I would have them pull into the driveway, this way my parents bedroom was on the other side of the house and could not see or hear us. But this gave a perfect view for Mr. Charles Wilson (Chuck to his friends) who lived on the south side of us. He got to see me in action in my date’ s car after 11 PM on school nights and 1 AM on the weekend from his second floor study. Mr. Wilson was about 55 and had a grown son who was married and lived on the other side of the US and Mrs. Wilson was one of those types who always had a project she was doing and was always going to some conference or study group in some seaside resort. When he saw me he always made a point to ask me how I was doing and give me that once over that told me he had been watching me and my date while we made out in the front seat of my dates car. I would look him in the eye and tell him “I’m doing just great, maybe staying out to late, but a girl is only a teen once!” I would turn and walk off and make sure I wiggled my ass for him. When Mrs. Wilson was out of town he would always be in his study when I got home from my date and when the car pulled up in the drive his study light would go out. I could see him stand by the window and look down on us. Depending on whom I was out with determined the type of sex I ended the night on, the worst I ever had was a guy going down on me. I tried to end the night by jerking the guy off or giving him head. So its usually a quick back seat screw or a blow-job plus a bit of sweet talk, then I’ll use his underwear to clean up [I never can remember to take Kleenex!] before I creep into the house without waking my folks. It seems father’s always wants to know who the young man was and what his family is like. Hell I don’t even know his last name, all I know is he’s got a cock and I’ll go out with him again if he knows what to do with it. Its not that I care how many guys I fuck with, will look at it from my point of view, “I stopped counting cock’ s long ago!” One weekend my folks were going to visit my mother’s sister and this was not my thing anymore I had my life I wanted to do my thing ¼ like sex! Mr. Wilson was over the house one day talking with my dad when I barged in and said to Mr. Wilson ¼ ”Mr. Wilson would you baby sit for me this weekend?” He looked at me like I was crazy and my dad just shook his head and rolled his eyes. “You see Mr. Wilson mom and dad are going out of town this weekend and I got things to do and they don’t want me being here by myself. So if you baby sit for them with me I can’t have any guys over nor have any wild parties! Come on Mr. Wilson I’ll be good give you no trouble ¼ I’ll pay you back somehow!” Wilson looked at my dad and with shrugged shoulders. “I can look in on her, hell I’m home alone this weekend anyway.” My dad than began to tell Wilson that he did not expect him to take time from his weekend to keep an eye on me ¼ ”Chuck I can’t ask you to mess up your weekend for her!” Wilson looked at dad and than at me. Hey it’s been years since I had to make a bed check ¼ Marca what are the date rules in your house?” I broke out in a big smile and went next to his chair and stood over him and put my hand on his shoulder. “Mr. Wilson on the weekend I have to be in bed by 1 AM !” (I didn’t say whose bed I would be in.) Dad looked up at me and gave that look of you won again. “Chuck if you just make sure she is safe at home ¼ you know how fathers are when we can’t see them.” “Mr. Wilson I’ll be good in fact I’ll fix you dinner Saturday night.” By this time mother had join the group and was told what was taking place. When I said I would fix dinner for Wilson both mom and dad looked at me like I was crazy. “Marca you never cooked a meal in your life ¼ how in god’s name are you going to fix Chuck dinner?” “OK I’ll call for a pizza and set the table!” With that I left the room as I heard them laughing about me and the crazy things I do. Mother and dad left Thursday afternoon and would not be home till Sunday night. I got home from school and had to get ready for my big date that night. About 6 I called Wilson and told him I had a date and would be home at 1PM ¼ ”I guess you will know when I get in!” I giggled as he said ¼ ”I think I will, you have a good time.” That night I went to a dress up affair that my dates parents was having at some country club and I dressed as sexy as I could imagine; I had on a dress that clung in all the right places, with a slit up the side. I had on a garter belt to hold up my fishnet stockings, but nothing else underneath. I had put on my makeup and made up my hair, in a way that gave me a totally look of unadulterated lust. I had on a low top that showed my breast and I wanted every man in the place to see my cleavage. I felt hot and my pussy was wet before my date picked me up. At the club we were seated at a table with my date’ s mother and father and 2 other older couples and I had the attention of all the men at our table. I had the attention of all the men in the room. I was trying to act like an older woman, I didn’t have to look like I was older, and my looks had every bitch in the place ready to punch me out. My mother had told when I was 15 that other women will not like me because of the way I look I should get use to it and with each year what she said was becoming true. Small talk among the people at the table was taking place and I was doing such a good job of being charming to the men and answering their question that I had not noticed a tall gentleman walk up to our table and stand behind me. As I looked up I see a hand came down on my shoulder and the gentleman said “Frank I see you have the pretties’ woman in the place at your table!” As I looked back and up at the deep voice I felt a pair of lips brush my cheek and as I pulled back to see who it was I head the man say “Iv known this young lady since she was a child!” “Oh Mr. Wilson, how are you!” Mr. Wilson began to tell everyone that we were neighbors and he had seen me grow up, he left out the fact that he watches me give head and fuck in my driveway late at night. “Marca I will get a dance with you before this night is over, right?” Gentlemen, this is where a pussy has to think fast and put a plan into action and sends a signal to a sharp guy that she can be had. “It’s a week night and we all got school and work tomorrow so we got to dance before 11 PM .” Everyone at the table laugh, but my date he was hoping for a longer fuck and a BJ, not tonight big boy. I’m going to have me some older meat tonight. He just didn’t know it, YET! Dinner was served and I had 2 glasses of white wine and did get to dance with each of the men at my table and my date, he was not a good dancer. At 18 what do you expect he was a boy among men and I grew up that night I was ready to leave this world and go with the big dogs! I had known that I could get men’s attention but I didn’t know how will I could control them, but that night open my eyes to what all I could do. At 10:30 Mr. Wilson came over to the table and said, “Marca do I get my dance, and she is right it is a school night I got to get home!” I smiled got up and took his hand and walked to the dance floor. He placed his hand on the small of my back pulled me up close to his chest and my breast were riding up just under his chin no more than 6 inches away. He looked down at them and gave me that look that told me he liked what he saw. Than he moved into me with the beat of the music and I was blown away. I gasped OH MY GOD. He was huge, I mean he made guys I had been going out with seem small. It felt like he had another arm between his legs and the way he held me close to him I could feel it twitch. My God it was big, the thing had to be 9 or 10 inches and it was all I could do to keep from looking down as we danced around the floor and God knows I wanted to put my hand around it. With my 4 inch high heels on I was 6’2″ and he was about 5′ 11″ and I could look him in the eye and when I did I had that smile on my face that let him know I liked what I was feeling. As we danced I could feel my nipples go hard and my pussy was as damp as it had been all night, I was hot. I looked him in the eye and trying to steady my voice I said to him, “Where is Mrs. Wilson tonight?” “She is on one of her trips she makes every month, be back home on Sunday.” “You know Mr. Wilson I told my mother that this was a special night and I would be out late, very late. So tonight when you’re in your study, don’t look for me to be in my dates car any longer than it takes to give him a good night kiss.” “Marca what are you talking about?” The music stop and I turned to walk to the table and after taking about 3 steps I turn to look back at him and said, “Don’t lock your back door tonight!” I had to hug every man at the table and say good night to all the nice people who had come by to look at me, hell every guy in the place came by and looked down my front, so what else is new. My date was not happy that I had to be home by 11 but I told him we could go out in a few days to the lake and have some serious love making and not have all the old people around, and the dumb shit bought it. We drove up in my drive and he parked the car and I did not see the light on in Mr. Wilson study. I was beginning to think I had over played my hand, but I let the boy wonder get a feel and some nipple to suck on as I watched for the light to come on. You know a pair of big tits comes in handy when you need to keep a guy’s attention and it gives you time to do something else while he tries to cover the nipples and get as much in his mouth as he can. It was about 10 minutes later that the study light came on and I knew he had made it home, just wondered did he go with my plan. “Oh baby don’t get me turned on I got to go in and if you keep doing that I’ll want to pull my panties off.” The dumb fuck I didn’t have any on to began with. “Marca please stay a few minutes I’m so hard I need you to get me off!” “Honey if I don’t go in I’ll get grounded and we can’t go out to the lake next week.” That look on his face, you could see the math going in and being processed. She stays and gives me head for 15 minutes, or we go to lake and fuck for 3 hours. “OK I guess your right.” God where do these guys come from? What a fucking genius this was.
We got out of the car and I told him I had to go in the backdoor tonight and he walked me to the side gate and gave me a long tongue kiss that was getting me in the mood to do something. I told myself Wilson YOU SON -OF-A-BITCH you better be ready to fuck! I stepped inside the gate and waited for my date to pull out of the drive way. If my mother or father were up watching TV at that time of night which I’m sure they were they could not have seen or heard a car in the drive since our din was on the far side of the house. After he had left I went across the drive to Mr. Wilson’s gate and in to his backyard. My heart was going a mile a minute and I was about to have a climax just thinking about him looking at me as I stood before him naked. I put my hand on the doorknob and turned it ever so slowly and it clicked and it open with out a sound. I had just pushed open a door to a New World and than just as quickly I was closing a door to an Old World I had known as a girl. I had been in the Wilson house many times and knew where everything was and where his study and their bedrooms were. I took off my dress and put it over a chair by the back door. I left my heels, garter belt and stocking on. God my nipples had become so hard that I felt as if they were going to burst. I had put new perfume on in just the right spots and had applied a drop of cherry tasting douche to my pussy lips I wanted him to get the right taste. I climbed the steps toward his bedroom and I wonder how would he be dressed would he be in bed was he hard, would he rape me, would he suck my nipples oh God was I ready for him, God yes I was! At the top of the stairs I saw one room that had a light on in it and I knew he was waiting for me ready to make me see stars. As I pushed open the door I saw the room open up to me the king size bed with the spread pulled back and pillows piled high ready for my head to be placed on them. I saw the night stand with the lamp on dim that put out just enough glow to show my body to him when I entered the room. As the door open completely I saw him setting in a wing back chair with his tux still on and a brandy glass in his right hand. He looked at me as I stood with my breast full firm and hard ready to be sucked and kissed. My long stocking covered legs parted as if I was trying to show him my honey spot and let him see what he had just for the taking. I was his to hold, to have and to love tonight; I was going to be his. I really turn men’s heads without really trying. I’m proud of this fact and like to tease men when ever I can, then I have them take me home and we fuck our brains out while I know he is watching from his bedroom window ¼ ”Mr. Wilson do you like to watch me do it with other men.” He spoke as if he were in a trance ¼ “MY GOD YOUR NOT LITTLE MARCA ANYMORE!” I moved toward him and eased my butt upon the arm of the stately Wingback chair and swung my legs over on to his lap and rested an arm over the back of the chair. I moved my face up next to his face and in a low voice I whispered in his ear, “After tonight you want be Mr. Wilson to me anymore!” He moved his face and kissed me full open mouth and my heart rate had to jump to the point that we both could feel it pumping. I tasted the B&B that he was sipping and he put down the glass and picked me up and carried me to the bed and laid me down and looked at me as I open my arms to him to call him to my breast. He moved to the other side of the room and as calm and cool as he has always been began to undress and hang up his tux. Any other man would had been on me like stink on shit, not this man he had that frame of mind that he knew what to do he was running the show. This was going to be his way! Suddenly I realized with shock what my fingers were doing to my pussy. Oh my god, I was masturbating! How nasty and inappropriate could this possibly be? My heart pounded and the excitement spread all over my soft naked body. And the more excited I became the more my fingers slid deeply and slowly in and out of my freshly wet hot pussy. Oh god, he was looking right at my naked pussy and my finger was going inside it! I briefly gained control of myself and removed my hand, but to my amazement my finger traced quickly up to my mouth and inserted itself there. Involuntarily my pink tongue darted out and licked up the fresh wetness of my juices. Oh how wonderful it smelled and tasted… but oh dear god what was I doing? Tasting my pussy juice! Right they’re in front of him! That was the most private and secret thing I ever did while masturbating, and I had just done it in front of him. I felt so naked and exposed at having my secret let out like this. Oh Jesus, I wasn’t even being subtle now. I was showing off for him. This thought filled me with a delicious apprehension and excitement. I wiggled on the bed letting my pleasure show openly. I caressed freely up and down my smooth gorgeous body. Oh how it felt so good to just let go like that, to let it show, to play openly with my pussy. I wanted to show off my love nest. It pleased me so much to do that. Oh yes, how I wanted him to see me fingering my wet slit. “So you like to watch me play with my wet pussy?” He moved back to the bed and was standing next to me with just his boxer shorts on and I knew under that cloth was a cock that would make me scream and shout how good I was going to feel. He bent down and kissed my pussy lips. “You’re so wet,” he whispered, the sensation of his cool breath against the hot flesh driving me insane. “I love that ¼ Oh, God Marca, you smell and taste so good!” His lips covered my clit again, sucking it in slowly like it was a delicacy. His talented tongue went to work again, rubbing gently against that sensitive nubbin of hardened flesh at the top of my pussy lips. I was crying out at the searing, heavenly sensations that shot through my body. “Oh God Charles, please oh God!” He was taking me towards the most intense orgasm of my young life. Oh I was coming down from what had to be one of the strongest orgasms I had ever had. He looked down at me and smiled and took my legs and turned me over on to my front and in a low voice told me to get up on all fours. He leaned down and kissed my sweat-soaked back, running his tongue up between my shoulder blades, his hand moving to breast and than from my breast to my clit. His fingers went to work slowly, rubbing me where he knew it would send me into orbit. His tongue was licking my ass and French kissed my brown hole. I looked behind me through strands of damp hair, my mouth open in pants, wanting to watch my new, but older lover. This was the best sex I had ever had and I knew at that moment I was going to continue to have him perform on me and this was before he had ever got his cock near my pussy. My God I was his! I had more pussy juice running down my leg as he made my ass climax and I turned over on my backside and told him “Charles please fuck me I got to have it!” He moved up next to me and I yanked down his boxers and as soon as they were off there it was the hardest, thickest, raging cock begging for attention. I reached out and took his throbbing manhood in my hand. I stroked it with both hands and I could hear my on words spill from my lips telling him how beautiful it was. How hard it felt and how much I wanted to love it as I lowered my head to taste the most wonderful cock I had ever had in my young life. My eyes were fixed on it as I rubbed it and I looked up at him and said. “I can’t believe how big you are!” I must have looked frightened because he pulled me close and said I’ve had this cock a long time and know how to use it. I won’t hurt you; I promise you will be able to handle it all when we’re done. I didn’t have any doubts I had already fucked a repairman that had been at the house a few weeks ago and that guy was hung like a pony, but I wanted Charles to think he was the biggest. Shit he was: tonight! I pulled the cock up near my face. Placing my lips just over the head of the thick cock, I sucked lightly. I pulled it back and stared at the head of his cock and studied the slimy juice leaking out. The Pee hole was open and as I squeezed the head with my thumb and finger I could make it open and see the pre-cum bubble up on the hole. I reached down with my hand extending a finger and dipped it in. I swirled it around the mushroom head a bit then lifted my finger to my mouth. I began to slowly suck more of his cock and the feel of his fleshy cock moving slowly into my mouth excited me even more. My nipples were rock hard. I swirled my tongue around and over his shaft in my mouth. I could feel his hot cock start to quiver slightly when I did it. My right fist wrapped tight around the base, I continued moving my hand up until it met my lips and then let it slide back down again. My hand slid easily up and down the length of him as my saliva, mixed with his pre-cum, rolled out of my mouth and down his cock shaft. I had to suck his balls, taking them one at a time into my mouth and rubbing my tongue against them, and sucking gently on them. They were too big to get both of them in my mouth at once. His balls bounced around in the sack as I licked and flicked my tongue on them. They hung only an inch or so in the sack, but they bulged out to the sides. I wanted his cum I wanted him to shoot it on me in my mouth. , I started bobbing my head up and down at a feverish pace letting him fuck my face. I took the length of his cock down my throat, then brought my mouth back up sliding my tongue around the sides, and then slammed back down again. His hips started to move again and this time I didn’t stop him. He started a fucking motion in and out of my mouth. My face would come down and his hips would thrust up to meet it, then back we both went. His cock sawed in and out of my mouth moving faster and faster. With a grunt of satisfaction, Charles began to cum. “God, I’m about to go off! Marca do you want me to take it out!” I pulled my mouth off his cock for just long enough to gasp “God Damn it, just fuck my face! Fuck me, no way!” With that said he continued to pump for just a few seconds and I felt him stiffen and the first of his jets of sperm hit the back of my mouth. At first it looked as if I would suffocate. His cock head swelled in my mouth and I could clearly feel his hips jerked once then twice as he let out a deep, guttural groan. I swallowed over and over again, as quickly and as deeply as I could. But I couldn’t keep up with the density and speed of my older lover’s thick, cream. I coughed; I choked as stream after stream belched with enormous force into my mouth and trickled from the corners of my lips to drip onto my upturned, hot rock hard tan nipples. My mouth clung to his cock as it softened in my mouth. I didn’t want to let it go and kept sucking and licking. I wanted it to grow again in my mouth. I wanted the pre-cum to start flowing out again and wanted him to once more cum in my mouth. He fell on the bed beside me and said. “Marca I got to rest give me a few minute oh God your something else!” I looked over at his alarm clock and saw it was almost 1 AM . Shit I got to get home and I wanted to fuck, goddamn living at home. “Charles when will your wife be home?” He looked up at me and said “Sunday night why!” I looked off in space as if I was trying to solve the cure for cancer. “I’m going to a party tomorrow night but I’ll be here at 11 and can stay till 1 again so let’s skip the pussy eating and cock sucking shit and go straight to the fucking.” The look on his face was one of shock and yet he was dumb founded. “Charles I got a better idea why you don’t call off that golf game tomorrow and tell them you’re taking a day off ¼ you just may need to get some rest!” With a big smile I took hold of his limp cock and said “your going to need a lot of rest before this weekend is over.” Then I whispered into his ear, “I want you to make love to me all weekend ¼ I want that beautiful big hard cock in my pussy or my mouth, until your wife or my folks get back home, and/or it could be until I wear you out. Whichever comes first, I’ll let it be your call.” I left him in bed as I went out the door putting my dress on to make it across the backyard to my backdoor and be the good girl that daddy wanted me to be ¼ I had an idea my mother would call at 1 or a few minutes after to check on me. I wonder if Chuck can fuck without stopping for a couple of hours… but than again he’s not 18. More to cum….
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Ms Marca Fucking My Old Neighbor
Part 2 This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways. This is about me; just a part of my late teenage life! Ms Marca Fucking My Old Neighbor The next morning I was up and at it by 10…ok so I had a good night sleep. I had to check on my new lover to see if he had got in his 8 hours; the man should have after what I gave him last night. I went out my backdoor and across the Chucks drive and to his kitchen door and called out…” Hello is everyone up and at it this beautiful day!” As I open the door I saw Chuck setting at his bar reading the morning paper and drinking a cup of coffee. The look on his face told me I was not wanted.. .he was not a happy camper. “Marca we got to talk and we have got to lay the cards on the table.” I stood with my hands behind my back as if I was hiding something from him. “If you want to Chuck I love talking to you. ..I like it better when you tell me the things you told me last night!” As I said this I moved toward him and slipped my hand up to his shoulder and kissed him on the cheek. In a low whisper…” I wanted to stay all night with you, but you knew that when I went home.” He turned and grabbed me by the arm almost hurting me and pulled me toward the sofa in their den. “God damn it you little bitch you set down keep your fucking mouth shut and listen… I’ll do the talking!” He began to walk up and down the room and around it telling me what we/he had done last night was wrong, it was unlawful to say the least, it was stupid, and he was crazy to have done that. He was right about it being unlawful it was rape with me being just 17. “Damn Marca your mother or father has been my best friends for over 10 years and what would they say if they knew you/us had sex last night.” I looked up at him and did that sexy smile…” Chuck my father thinks I’m still a virgin!” He looked at me with fire in his eyes this was one mad man. He came toward me and took hold of my arms and pulled me to my feet…” You think this is funny, you little slut you have me in trouble and here you are making like it is some kind of joke! I don’t give a damn what you father thinks his little princes is, he has a fucking whore in his home… and I fucked her last night!” “Is that what I’m Chuck a whore.. .as you called me a fucking whore? Here you want to see your whore… see what I have to sell? You SON -OF-A-BITCH… look at me see what I gave you last night, you didn’t pay for it!” I began to pull off my top to expose my breast. “Here look see what you had last night and tell me I was your whore… your fucking whore.” I dropped my top to the floor and began to unbutton my cut off jeans and had them half way down my thighs when he slapped my face. “You fucked up bitch! Put your blouse back on, pull your shorts back up and do it this minute!” I wiggled out of my shorts and stood in just my thong. “Why don’t you slap me again it must make you feel good. ..I never had any man tell me I didn’t make him feel special when I made love to him… but than they didn’t see me as a whore!” I reached for my blouse and down to pick up my cut-offs. “I’ll never tell anyone what I did… you don’t have to worry about the law coming after you. You can watch me from your window and just remember each time I look up and look at your window.. .it could be you holding me, touching me, kissing these breasts, sucking my nipples like the lover you were last night.. .it could be you that I could be touching!” I took 2 steps forward and put my arms around Chuck’s neck and kissed him a deep French kiss. He could feel my nipples becoming rock hard as they rubbed against his chest. As I pulled back from him I put one hand to his face and looked into his eyes and said, “I would have loved to make you feel wanted.. .to feel like a man. ..I just wanted to be your whore. ..I just wanted to fuck your brains out!” As I said that I moved my other free hand to feel his cock that was springing to life and I was hoping it was about to become just one more of my victim that would be added to a long list of men in my life. A life that was already developed way beyond my years. “You fucking bitch!” Suddenly he slapped me again and shoved me down in front of him and pulled out his limp cock… took his free hand gripped my head to hold it still and than pulled on his old cock. It just hung down limp and it was bigger limp than some guys I had who were rock hard. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes and running down my cheek and than I took both hands and placed them on his tool and licked the Pee hole on his cock head, he began face fucking me and as he looked down at me he said, “You fucking whore I can’t say no to you… I’ve gone to far… its too late to back out of this, your going to suck my cock till I cry uncle your too good of a cocksucker, so eat this old mans cream.” Then he looked deep into my eyes as he fucked away into my mouth between my puckered red lips he said “Isn’t that right, slut? Are you thirsty for some of my old hard cock juice? Come on… tell your old neighbor what you want.” He then pulled my head back by my hair until his cock head popped loose from my vacuum like grip, with a loud slurping pop. As I moaned and licked my lips, I answered his question by grabbing his massive thick pole with both of my hands tipped with bright red nails, and began jacking it off and talking straight to it. ” MMM , you’re juice tastes so good. Let me have it. I want your old cock. Do all old guys cocks taste this good?” With his pre-cum coating my entire face below the nose, I begged in the most sensuous tone “Please let me eat it now, Mr. Wilson. I want you to fill my stomach and cover my face with your sweet warm cream.” Knowing he had seen me countless times below his window giving head and fucking my many boyfriends I wanted to give him a blow job to beat all blow jobs.
I sucked and rolled his balls around in one hand as I used the other hand to jerk his cock as I sucked and licked his long hard shaft. I looked at it for a minute and in all honesty can say that every time I see a cock, and it is seldom and not often enough, I mention to myself how fucking striking it is, and to a man, it just can’t be understood how rare to see a beautiful cock… a nice, thick, hard-on. This man had one. I held him in my hand and I can tell he likes the way my hand feels wrapped around his dick, his jaw clenches every few seconds, one of his hands on my shoulder, near my neck, the slightest pressure, and having his hands on my body, makes my knees week, while I’m on them. I have always loved the act itself, going down on a guy, but the subservient nature of this, with him, made me very wet, in an instant. I pulled back and placed my hands on his pelvic bones to get my control. He lightened his hold on my head and let me take the lead. I drew back and sucked only the thick head. The pre-cum was salty on my tongue. Its taste delighted my taste buds. I was like a kitten sucking its mother’s nipples. I wanted to be fed the divine milk he had to share. I pulled off of him hand he looked down at me. “Give me your cream! Chuck give your whore your cream. ..I want to be your whore!” Just as he was about to compile, his dick began to spurt thick white glob of warm cream onto my outstretched tongue. I held my tongue still as he painted it and my face with spurt after spurt of what looked like hot paste. What I didn’t catch right in the mouth, I scooped up with my fingers and licked them off, with loud smacking noises and moans of pleasure. Then he ordered “lick my juicy old cock clean, my whore slut”, which I did with pleasure, all the time moaning ” MMMMM, so good. Here’s some more”, as I’d find another wad of cream to stick my tongue into. Finally, when I decided that I had lapped up all of the cream that had escaped my mouth; I rocked back on my knees, looked up at him with his juice residue on my face and said “I could get addicted to this old cock and its cream real quick. Damn, I can’t believe how good it tastes. I guess I better go now, before I get you in trouble and it looks as if you don’t want me around.” “Marca you are just a fucking whore. He grabbed my ass and pulled me to him, sticking his tongue into my sperm coated mouth. When I began responding to the passionate kiss, which took about 2 seconds, he pushed me back and told me, “stay where you are… you cock hungry bitch, your not going anywhere until I say so. Now slut, turn around and show me where you want me to put this, next load”, as he grabbed his cock. I turned around, bent over the arm of the sofa and reached back to spread my ass cheeks to reveal my perfectly shaped tan ass. My white G-string thong was down around my knees he had a perfect view of my wet bald pussy. I knew by the look on Mr. Wilson’s face that he couldn’t believe his good fortune to have such a beautiful girl/woman wanting to be his sex object. I then looked back over my shoulder at my new/old lover and began begging him “fuck me deep and hard with your big beautiful cock. Make me go off with it. Please, Chuck I’ll give up on my young boy friends if you turn me into a cock craving whore.” Now, oh yeah, fuck that tight pink pussy long and hard. I want to go off around your cock. Make sure that you shoot your next wad deep in my pussy. “God Damn you Marca…you whore slut.” I looked back smiling at him… “Fuck me until you shoot your big baby making load deep in this tight pussy. Is this a girl you’re fucking old man…or is this a woman who is making you feel like a young stud… fuck me… damn you fuck me!” I reached back between my legs and took hold of his balls with both hands and pushed my ass back on to his pole until it was buried all the way to the balls in my sloppy wet love nest. As soon as he hit bottom, he pumped it in and out about five times and I came screaming. As he blasted my pussy full of another load of fuck juice, I moaned, “Oh, God! What’s happening to me,” and flopped forward on the sofa, shivering in excitement. “I need more. Give me more, Chuck! I’m not going home until I get some more cock. That was the hardest I’ve ever cum in my life and that only took a couple of pumps.” “You’re a fucking nymphomaniac… don’t you ever get enough. ..I can’t do it anymore.. .go home please leave me alone.. .oh God what have I done!” I picked up my shorts and slipped them on and my blouse and used my thong to wipe off my cream covered face as he sat looking at me as if I were a witch who had cast a spell on him. As I was walking out the door of his kitchen I looked back and called out to him. “Mr. Wilson you know I’m you’re whore now, and when you call me… and you will call me, all men breakdown and do… I’ll bring this ass over here to empty out your balls. As soon as you agreed and do things my way, I’ll show you some action that will make you realized that I can and will release the nymphomaniac in me.” Before he could object, or say jack shit I told him I wanted to eat out tonight at some place nice. I expected to be treated like a lady before I turned into his whore at the end of the evening.” Don’t fight it; I can handle all of you. ..I just need a lot more practice!” Then I looked over my shoulder at my new lover as I walked out the door and winked at him, “Yes, Mr. Wilson. Call me soon, call me anytime.” I went home and had a long hot shower, and spent sometime working on my tan and talking on the phone with my girl friends. Later that afternoon I had manicured my nails, pedicure my toes, and did my hair up to look older for my dinner date. The phone rang about 3 and I answered it “Yes Mr. Wilson…can I help you?” Nothing but silence for what seem like minutes…” How did you know it was me?” I lay back on the bed and in my deep sexiest voice…” I’m as horny for you as you are for me… I’ll be ready at 7…I’ll be over about 10 after… bye.” More to cum….
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