Hot Wife KatieChapter 20: Katie Visits Wichita free porn video

Mrs. Jackson felt her cotton panties bunched up against her clit as she drove down Interstate-70 towards Wichita Kansas. Any movements caused a shiver to be sent up her spine. The sexy woman’s pussy was hot and wet. She hated long car rides, especially alone, but this was different. The naughty wife had spent a bit more time in front of the mirror adjusting her make up so it was perfectly applied and her hair was curled past her shoulders. She only wore a plain white t-shirt with no bra and her tan small khaki shorts that rode high up her thighs. Her sandals had been tossed onto the empty passenger seat.

As she traveled down the interstate, her fingers slowly rubbed her legs. Her hand slowly crept up her t-shirt and cupped her perfect round breast as she squeezed it gently. She felt the firmness of her chest. Her nipples were hard and almost painful to the touch. They poked out obscenely from her shirt as the air conditioning blew directly on them. As she passed cars or trucks on the interstate she glanced over and hoped they would look back at her.

Ever since the temporary job at Dr. Naz’s, she couldn’t stop thinking about her naughty afternoon. Her libido had been in overdrive since she tasted and swallowed jar after jar of sticky semen. She craved the male nectar and wanted her husband to constantly fill her mouth with his sticky seed.

Fred was off for another conference in Chicago and wasn’t much help in calming her overheated cravings. She appreciated how hard he worked and how he provided for their family. If he was correct and Alan was looking at him to be partner in his financial organization it could potentially be huge windfall for their family. She knew it would allow him to spend more time with her and allow them to live comfortably without the worry of her finding new employment. Katie felt she could suck his cock all day and have him fill her mouth with his cum. She needed and wanted it more than ever.

As she passed by the cars and trucks on the interstate, she slowed down and paced her SUV next to them. On more than one occasion the driver would gaze at her beauty. Naughty and depraved thoughts filled the beauty queen’s mind at what she was doing to them.

She loved teasing men or even boys for that matter, such as those at Fred’s office last week. A few days ago she flirted innocently with her neighbor Joechin in front of his high school and college friends. She saw the way they all stared at her hard body. She couldn’t help but glance at their crotches as she hoped she was making them hard. Katie giggled to herself as Joechin’s new girlfriend tried to pull him away from her. It excited her the way they stared at her hard body.

The sexy mother pulled into a rest stop off of the interstate to use the restroom. She felt the lustful stare of the truck drivers as she walked towards the building. The scantily clad wife spent a little extra time standing outside of her SUV as she stretched and allowed them to stare at her hard body and legs. She seductively bent over in front of two men who were working on their big rig. She looked out of the corner of her eye as one nudged the other. Her breasts hardened under her t-shirt.

When she glanced at the two men an unthinkable thought had entered her mind about walking over and seducing them. She looked towards the sky, “What the hell is wrong with me?” she asked herself as she got back into her SUV and drove back onto the interstate. Still a shiver of excitement went down her spine as her mouth watered.

She hoped a visit with her sister would help ground her to what was important in life than the constant cravings of her husband’s cock. But Katie couldn’t help the depraved feelings that had erupted inside of her. She played on the website Storiesonline in their chat rooms during the mornings and masturbated in the afternoons and didn’t even look for a new job. A few times the person she was chatting with would send her pictures of their hard cocks and they begged for her to return the favor. The hot wife was scared to reveal anything about herself on the website and politely declined to send any photos. She could only fathom their reaction if they knew who she was and if they discovered that she was the reigning Mrs. Missouri.

Even with the naughtiness that clouded her mind; Katie was excited to see her sister Justine. Mrs. Jackson’s nephew Scott was getting married and her sister invited her to the bachelorette party for his new bride. She and Fred obviously were unable to attend the wedding in the Bahamas later in the month because of their strained finances. Katie didn’t want to reveal to Justine about their financial problems.

By the time she arrived in Wichita; her panties were soaked with excitement. The short trip to Wichita put a strain on Mrs. Jackson’s finances especially since she had used money that was for bills to buy expensive clothes. Katie stayed at a very cheap motel off the Kansas turnpike as Justine’s house was filled with bridesmaids and Scott’s friends. As the hard bodied mother pulled into the Economy Motel parking lot she knew this wasn’t as extravagant as the ones she usually stays at but with money being tight she didn’t have a choice. It looked like a cheap hooker hotel or one that that would see on the Lifetime Channel as paint was chipping off the sides and an abandoned car was parked in the corner.

Upon checking in she opened the door to her room and it screamed of dirty affair sex. It was a simple room that probably could be rented by the hour. Something inside of her was excited by the prospect of staying in a dingy motel. She planned on spending the next hour playing with her aching slit before calling Justine to let her know she was in town. She tossed her bag on the bed and opened in and quickly realized she had left her dildo at home in the dresser drawer, “Damn it!” she sighed. She had used her hand many times for the past week in conjunction with the toy but tonight she wanted to spread out on the bed and abuse herself.

Katie sighed in frustration and called her sister to let her know she was in town. Justine answered in a panic as she still had so much to do and begged her sister to come over immediately. She regretfully agreed as she fell back onto the bed and stared at the water stained ceiling. Her hands pulled down her shorts as her fingers darted into her cotton panties. They were so wet as when her index finger barely touched her clit and it sent electricity up her spine. The hot wife glanced at the clock and knew she had to get ready.

The temptation to make herself cum was hard to control but she knew it would only enhance her orgasm when she got back to the room after having a few drinks later in the evening. She pulled out her new aqua Mandalay cocktail dress from her garment bag. It was one of the most expensive dresses that Macy’s had but it fit her like a glove. It was knee length with a deep v neckline. Two small shoulder straps held it in place so she needed no bra. The pearls and embroidery stood out on her hard body. A pair of her black high heels completed her outfit.

Mrs. Jackson had charged her dress on her MasterCard that was almost maxed out. She justified it to herself in that she would just return it after the party and get a refund so technically she wouldn’t be out the money.

Katie drove across town and helped Justine finish her errands as the bridal party arrived at her house. Both Scott and Taylor’s friends started out at the house with drinks. Katie couldn’t believe that Scott was getting married. He had just finished college with a degree in finance and landed a great job in Denver Colorado. He had met his bride Taylor at the University of Kansas and they had been inseparable ever since. It seemed like yesterday that he was just a boy begging for attention when they came to visit her and Fred but now he was a young adult. Shortly after a few drinks he and his groomsmen were headed out to their own activities leaving the young bridesmaids at Justine’s home.

Even though they only had a couple of martinis apiece, the young bridesmaids started to get a little silly and began talking about their sex lives. Talk filled their table about their bedroom romps with “bad boys” and anonymous pickups at bars. Katie listened intently to their stories as her panties grew moist as she thought about her own indiscretions albeit they happened after she was married to Fred. Taylor reminded Katie of herself as she was very reserved and didn’t add much to the conversations although it was probably because she was sitting next to her future mother in law. Still the sexy wife had an inkling that she was prudish towards sex, very much like the way she was.

After they finished another round; the matron of honor stood up and demanded the party move to the Circle Cinema to prepare the bride to be for the wedding night. Katie leaned over and whispered into her sister’s ear, “What’s the Circle Cinema?”

Justine cleared her throat, “It’s an adult store,” as her face reddened at the thought of helping pick up a sexual aid for her soon to be daughter in law.

Katie’s breaths quickened, “I probably shouldn’t go. I’m sure I could get in trouble with the pageant people if anybody posted pictures or something.”

Justine rolled her eyes, “Seriously? Get over yourself Katie!” scolded her sister. “Name the last few Mrs. Missouri winners? Or what about Mrs. America for the last three years?”

The reining beauty queen stared aimlessly, “I don’t know.”

“What state were they from? Where did the go to school?” Justin shook her head, “Sorry sis but nobody gives a crap about Mrs. anything.”

It hurt the sexy wife’s ego to hear what Justin said but after thinking she knew it was true. She was the reining Mrs. Missouri and she never paid attention to the past winners and figured nobody else did either. Katie thought for a minute and realized that if she wasn’t from Kansas City they probably wouldn’t have even did a news story about her, “Okay I’ll go!” The wedding parties quickly separated into their cars and were driving down the streets of Wichita.

The Circle Cinema was a large concrete circular building and had been the subject of much controversy in Wichita. It screamed hardcore sex even from the outside. It looked seedier than the Strand in Kansas City. The bridesmaids giggled as they walked through the parking lot and into the front doors. Racks of dildos and vibrators were against the walls. DVD’s and hardcore magazines were everywhere and were divided into straight and gay sections.

The young bridesmaid who had suggested this trip in the first place noticed a curtained doorway with the words ‘Video Booth’ in red neon that hung above the door. In a group, the bachelorette party walked into the back of the store giggling at the thought of what occurred in the back of the business.

After the brightness of the front of the store, they were nearly blinded as they fumbled their way around the hallways that lead to individual booths. A lighted emergency exit door along the wall helped illuminate the hallways. Many of the booths were vacant but they noticed that some of the doors were closed. Sounds of hardcore sex movies could be heard behind the walls. The intoxicated young women whispered to each other as they speculated as to whether the men inside were masturbating or having sex with other men.

Katie peeked in one booth that was between two others. It seemed relatively narrow. There was a padded bench against the back and a slot for tokens. She noticed that the TV screen was secured to the wall that hummed with a blank screen. Her eyes focused on two oblong holes, one on each side wall, opposite each other, about waist level. They were lined with a smooth plastic and at least six inches in diameter. She could see the faint outlines of the benches in the booths on either side but neither was occupied.

Justine, who was right next to Katie, grabbed her arm. “Ohhhh gross!” pointing to the openings, “Holes so they can watch each other get off! Come on let’s go,” she hissed. “This place is disgusting!”

Mrs. Jackson was wide eyed at the small peep holes. The Strand in Kansas City didn’t have the booths as it was more of a theater setting. Her knees shook as she remembered watching and being watched with her husband and how exciting it was for them.

The bridal party walked towards the door as one of the bridesmaids purchased a cowboy hat that was draped with condoms that hung down. As she paid, “So... ,” she asked casually, “What sort of clientele comes here? Gay or straight?”

The clerk was an older overweight man with numerous tattoos with a thick grey beard that didn’t seem surprised by the question. “Oh, some of each,” he mumbled. “More couples than you might think. Tonight is ladies’ night though,” pointing to a sign next to the register that showed a set of eyes next to a circular hole, “If you get bored later on,” he grinned widely as he looked at the young lady up and down lustfully.

The party froze as they looked at each other and then burst out laughing. The clerk arched his eyebrow and went back to his newspaper. The group of women quickly left the store, occasionally laughing again when one of them would state, “Ladies’ night.” They giggled all the way to back to Justine’s although Katie wasn’t laughing as hard as the others. She kept thinking about those two holes in the opposite walls of the narrow booth and the picture of the eye watching through the hole.

The night continued on as all the women, including Katie, received their fair share of alcohol. The hot married woman watched as the young ladies played silly games. Eventually the bride to be opened her bridal shower gifts and one of which included a huge black dildo, much bigger than the one she owned. Her mouth salivated and her pussy twitched. Justine noticed that Katie covered her eyes with her hand, “I’m sorry. The girls can be a bit obscene!”

“It’s okay,” Katie mumbled as panties grew moist at the thought of using it on herself. Her panties were a moist mess and her body tingled from head to toe. She wished she would have remembered her own toy that she could have used later on that night.

As the evening started to come to a close; Justine came up to Katie, “Are you sure you don’t want to sleep here? You had quite a bit to drink.”

“I’ll be fine,” as she reached out and gave her sister a hug as her mind raced, “I’m going to be getting up early tomorrow to head home and I don’t want to burden you.” However her thoughts drifted that she will soon be frantically moaning as she fucked her wet slit with her hand and could be as loud as she wanted.

“Okay. I’m sorry you can’t go to the wedding. I’ll make sure to post a bunch of pictures to Facebook!” Justin added.

Katie stumbled out to her SUV and started back to her motel. Her crotch was a moist mess and couldn’t wait to get off. The married woman was so horny. She saw the neon lights of the Circle Cinema down the street, her stomach lurched and her hands got clammy. Without even thinking she turned into the parking lot.

The hot wife sat for a moment in her car, “Just go back to the motel,” she whispered to herself. The thought that she could be recognized seeped into her mind. She imagined everyone snapping pictures of her and posting them online. Her family and friends finding out but she justified it that she could tell anyone that she was only there for a bachelorette party, which was true. But her sister’s voice echoed in her head, “Nobody will know who you are.” The thoughts of being watched through the small peep hole crept into her mind or watching an anonymous man stroke his hard cock. It excited her to show herself off to men. Especially in compromising positions like at the Strand.

Her nipples felt like hard thimbles under her aqua cocktail dress. She squirmed in the seat as she felt her panties ride up against her already wet cunt. “What am I doing?” she asked herself but before she could answer her own question she walked briskly towards the front door.

The clerk looked up at her as she walked in and the sexy wife wondered if he’d remembered her from earlier. A smirk on his face told her that he did. She felt his eyes removing her dress as she walked by the counter.

Several men were browsing the shelves and all of them covertly watched her progress along the aisles, and each undoubtedly wondered why she was in the store by herself. The hard bodied wife made it a point to look at each of them and none had their phones out snapping pictures or frantically posting on Facebook or other social media.

A few of the men were nice looking and clean cut. They probably aged from early 20’s to late 60’s. Some of them were overweight and not attractive, and more to the point creepy, but the hot wife didn’t mind at this point.

The creepier one had oily hair and thick glasses causing his eyes to look huge, a stereotypical pervert that you imagined when you thought about someone who hung out in a hardcore sex store. He continued to stare at her and was already breathing heavily. She should have been offended at his stares as she knew she would have been disturbed but now she loved what she was doing to him as he was turned on by her appearance. A shiver was sent up her spine as she thought of him racing home and stroking himself as he thought of her.

A couple, probably in their late 30’s by the DVD’s, kept looking over at her. Besides the couple in the corner; she was the only woman in the store. Roughly eight men milled around browsing over the movie and magazine selection. Katie felt them eyeing her hungrily. It excited her beyond belief.

She imagined the thoughts that must have been going through the men’s minds as they watched her. She felt exposed, almost nude, on display for them. A tall middle aged black man wearing a designer suit watched her every move intently. He looked like a cross between Denzel Washington and Morgan Freeman and was attractive. Katie felt he looked out of place as much as she did.

The hot wife walked into a corner of the room that was filled the sex toys. A large black dildo stood out among the others and looked to the be the same that Taylor had just received as a gift. She pulled it off the display shelf. She wrapped her fingers around it and they couldn’t even come close to touching. It was thick with veins and had a base of two large testicles. As she held it in her hands she imagined forcing it up into her which caused her breath to quicken. She felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest. Her hands shook as she stared at the price of $95.99. She couldn’t afford it and if she charged it Fred would know what she had been doing. As she placed it back on the shelf she saw the black man smiling at her. The married woman suddenly felt embarrassed as her face reddened.

She looked over and the couple that was by the DVD’s had joined her in the corner of the room. Katie glanced over and noticed their wedding rings. From the wife’s posture it was apparent that she didn’t want to be there and immediately cowered behind her husband. Katie watched as his short wife nervously looked out into the store and made eye contact with a few of the men, “Brad,” she whimpered, “Let’s just go home!”

Mrs. Jackson walked behind them as he looked over at his wife, “Demi,” he sighed, “Just give it a minute or two. Let them look at you.” The couple instantly reminded her of her own marriage and how she was so reluctant to try new things with her husband. She remembered the way Fred had acted in the theater and couldn’t help but compare the couple to her and Fred. A feeling of guilt erupted inside of her knowing she was here by herself.

She looked back at the couple as the husband pulled his wife closer. Out of the corner of her eye she watched as he felt up her large breasts in front of everyone. She wore quite a bit of make up with dark eyeliner and bright red lipstick. She looked trashy in her short black skirt and a tight blouse that stretched across her large chest. Katie only imagined it was at her husband’s urging.

Mrs. Jackson glanced over at the drapes that lead to the video booths and strutted up to the cashier. The old man behind the counter had barely taken his eyes off of her or the couple since she had walked in.

“Uhmmmm, could I get,” hushing her voice, “Could I get some tokens?” Katie asked as she slid a ten dollar bill onto the counter towards the big man.

“Sure thing,” he grinned. He took the ten and returned a handful of gold medallions to Katie and winked, “Enjoy yourself.” His hand seemed to linger on hers as he dumped the coins into her hand.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Mrs. Jackson’s heels clicked across the tiled floor as she disappeared past the makeshift door. Once her eyes adjusted, she quickly found the booth she spied earlier. She walked in and closed the door making sure it was latched and locked. The walls were thin with only a plywood panel between her and the persons on either side. A small condom machine hung on the wall behind the door. The sounds of the movies spilled over as did the movements and moans in the backroom.

Her little room smelled musty and dirty. She felt her heels sticking to the floor as she moved around in the tiny space. It felt so wrong and so naughty but her stomach was in knots with excitement. Katie stood there for a minute as the tokens grew sweaty in her clenched fist. She glanced into each hole but nobody was in either booth. She swallowed nervously as she hung her purse on the back of the door, sat down, and slipped a few tokens in the slot.

The screen immediately lit up which illuminated her room. Her eyes squinted as they adjusted to the bright light. The walls were light grey with writing all over them. Pictures, phone numbers, and crude doodles. A movie started that showed a blonde, with more makeup than the other wife in the store, bouncing up and down on a muscular man’s lap as his cock plowed into her shaved cunt.

She hit the channel changer and briefly sampled the selection of videos, which included quite a lot of gay porn, women taking it up the ass, women making love to other women, shemales fucking both and men and women, and a brief shot of a lactating woman squirting her milk onto a man’s face. She stopped when a video of a brunette older woman came on the screen. She was lying next to a pool when two younger men approached and began fondling her. It wasn’t long before she had one cock thrusting into her pussy while she took another into her mouth. The horny hot wife sat there for a few minutes with her mouth open as she watched the two young men fucking the older woman with their hard cocks.

She stretched her legs out as she leaned back against the wall. Her legs were spread slightly and she felt the cool air under her dress tickling her warm flesh. Her panties were so damp, she could feel them sticking to her fuck hole. Her nipples were hard that grew in length and firmness as she watched the woman on the screen.

Katie reached up and ran her fingertips over her full left breast as she continued watching the video. Closing her eyes briefly, she moaned and squeezed her tit roughly. She slid her hand over the dress and let her fingers locate her swollen nipple. She gasped at her touch. The naughty wife rolled it between her thumb and forefinger as she gripped it tightly and pulled on it, twisting it and feeling it swell with excitement. It brought a further rush of excitement. Without thinking she shifted slightly on the bench turning and wedging her body into the corner. As she did, she brought her left leg up, planting her heel against the wall. Her tiny little dress slid up her thighs exposing her thong.

The sexy married mother licked her lips. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she drug her fingers over her saturated panties, feeling the hungry pussy beneath. When she opened her eyes she noticed movement in the room next to hers. Her stomach fluttered with butterflies and she couldn’t wait for her new neighbor to watch her masturbate like she did at the Strand with Fred.

Katie knew whoever was there could probably see her easily from the light from her TV screen, but she couldn’t see him, just the faint outline of a face peering around the edges of the hole. The hot wife’s heart beat rapidly that the pounding could be heard in the small enclosed room. She suddenly felt light headed as she inhaled and exhaled so heavily that it could suck the oxygen out of the small room. Her pussy quivered and her mouth salivated. Mrs. Jackson had become more turned on more than she ever has been in her life.

As she watched the hole; her fingers rubbed her nipples through the cloth of her dress, then pinched them. After a few minutes she slowly pulled her straps off her shoulders and pulled her dress below her breasts. Katie inhaled deeply forcing her chest to expand as she allowed the unknown stranger to stare at her beautiful naked tits. Her high heels knocked loudly on the floor as she shifted her legs.

The married woman moved very slowly as she pulled up her dress further up onto her hips. She stared at the screen and glanced out the corner of her eye towards the peephole. She slowly moved her hand onto her crotch as she rubbed her cunt through her thong panties. The thought of the man watching her made her unbelievably hot and the crotch of the thong was sopping wet. She stuck her hand down the front of it, at first cupping her pussy with her hand, then curling her middle finger inwards and probing deep into her well lubricated vagina. She slid the small fabric to the side and turned her body towards the hole so the eye could see her. The knuckle of her middle finger rhythmically finger fucked herself while she watched the sex video that played.

Katie took her hand out as she stood up and slowly lowered her thong. When she had lowered it to her ankles, she stayed there for a couple of seconds, bent over, then stepped out of the underwear. The hot wife stayed bent over, though, and moved her legs a little wider than shoulder width apart. She put her hand between her legs and started finger fucking herself again, curling it so that the man next door should be able to clearly see her glistening finger as it pushed in and out of her married cunt from behind.

The hot wife had become absorbed as she rubbed her pussy, she lost track of the movie and it timed out. As the movie stopped her cubicle went dark, and through the darkness, she could see a small ray of light coming through the wall that separated her booth from the stranger that had been watching her. She turned and knelt on the cold sticky tiled floor.

Katie cautiously put her eye to the hole and saw her neighbor holding his firm erection in the grip of his fist. While he watched the sexy wife through the hole; he pushed down his pants around his thighs and pumped on his stiff tool while grinning at the stunning married woman. The hot wife quickly dropped a handful of coins into the slot so the machine wouldn’t shut off and returned to watch the man next to her.

With her face now illuminated from the glow of the screen; the hot wife watched him as he stared back at her as he pumped his meat and rubbed his hand over the purple head of his cock. The strangers cock was smaller than Fred’s but the head looked thick. Her eyes strained to see it. Her own hand returned to her crotch as her fingers quickly slid in and out of her dripping pussy. She pinched and pulled on her aching nipples with her other hand. She was sweaty all over and hot inside and out. As much as she was excited at Dr. Naz’s, Skyping with Toby, or at the Strand; what she was doing now was tenfold more.

Her tongue licked her lips seductively. She only hoped he could see what she was doing would help get him off so she could watch him explode on his hand.

The man suddenly stood up and shoved his penis through the hole in front of her. Startled, Katie quickly pulled her hand from her crotch and the first thought was to run from the room. Bare kneed on the sticky floor she cowered into the corner. Mrs. Jackson felt her breath had become quicker by the second as she stared at it. It hovered in the air in front of her freckled face as she looked at it wide eyed.

Instead of running away she found herself looking closer at the cock that had been shoved in the hole. The head was thick but the shaft was not long. Her throat tightened and her hands trembled. Katie wrung her hands together in her lap. She glanced down as she felt the solid metal ring around her finger. Her diamond wedding ring shined from the small light around the hole but her eyes slowly returned to the cock that hovered in front of her. Time seemed to stand still at this point.

The cock moved in and out as though its owner begged for attention. The married woman couldn’t take her eyes away from it. What the owner lacked in length made up in girth. A drop of precum erupted from the tip as the cock shivered in front of her. The hot wife’s throat ached. Her mouth watered uncontrollably. The married woman’s hands wrenched, over and over, wanting to wrap her long delicate fingers around his girth.

Mrs. Jackson was unable to breathe. Her chest hurt. It was against every moral fiber in her body but she tentatively reached out and raked her long painted nails up the bottom of the anonymous cock, then slowly rubbed the tip of her index finger across the slit, smearing the sticky precum. She pulled it away as a thick string followed from the tip. Without even thinking the sexy wife placed her finger into her mouth. Her taste buds exploded in excitement.