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As promised Mary set up a date for Joe to visit Marcie. Everything good about his date with Marianne vanished in Marcie's presence.
"Why aren't you getting naked honey?" she asked when she peeled off her clingy cotton dress revealing her saggy forty year old body. Slim, her fake tits defied gravity. The old whore's face looked skeletal fighting age's loss of metabolism. Her butt sagged and her flesh lost resilience over the years. Her broad face still looked beautiful in its perfect symmetry. It just looked somewhat preserved. Her smile seemed real and her twinkling eyes remained. She knew her business better than anyone. She created no illusions. Joe visited her to ejaculate. Her comfort and confidence kept her eyes and smile alive.
Lying back naked on the clean new hotel bed, Joe remained limp. Her hands drenched his meat in lubricant. "What do you do Joe? Do you live here?"
"I'm a lawyer. Yes I do."
"I bet you're a good one too."
"Well, I'm just starting but..."
Her hands expertly generated friction to lift his penis to respectable heights.
"Maybe, but I can see you're an intelligent man."
Once firm enough, she rolled on a condom from nowhere and proceeded to give his cock a warm bath full of magical pressures, masterful felatio.
"Good, hunh?" she said between lip locks. Joe could only nod. Despite her expertise, Joe held back. "Should I climb on?" she asked smiling up at him.
"Okay," groaned Joe. Riding his cock and pretending enjoyment, her inner muscles worked him as well as her mouth had. Her breasts bounced and he reached for one to enjoy.
"Want a taste?" she purred. He nodded and she bent enough to bring the stiff breast close. He fondled a nipple gently while sucking the other one. "Oh Joe, just right!" she murmured. "You have skill."
Her ride quickened and their conjunction moistened. She began finding pleasure with the handsome young man. They sustained the fuck for several minutes. The excitement took a toll on her steady movement, becoming wilder and uneven. The length of time took a toll on her strength.
"Doggy style?" asked Joe.
"Whatever you want honey," she said.
As soon as she got into position he thrust deep and continued thrusting. His balls slapped against her clit while his pelvis punished her loose butt flesh, creating ripples. He reached around and stroked nipples and clit.
"Oh fuck!" moaned Marcie, stiffening and letting loose a flow of cum over his balls, He stayed deep and enjoyed the orgasmic motions playing along the shaft and let them push him over. Despite the businesslike coldness, his ejaculation shook him. It felt as good as most he'd had. But cuddling afterwards felt like a letdown.
"Thank you Marcie."
"Thank you Joe. That was a first in awhile," she hummed, kissing his cheek as she lay in his arms.
"You actually came, didn't you?" he remarked with a pinch of pride.
"Don't let it go to your head," she chuckled. "How do you know Mary?"
"I'm in love with her roommate. Actually I guess I'm love with her too."
"I thought she only liked girls?"
"When Marta and I share her..."
"Of course. That's wonderful. Mary always wanted Marta. You're quite the stud."
Joe chuckled. "What?" asked Marcie.
"I've always been a wallflower."
"I'm sure Marta doesn't regret plucking you off the wall. She's a lucky girl."
"The moment our eyes met, whatever it was, fear, self doubt vanished."
"Why would you doubt yourself? You're handsome and smart."
"I don't know. I just felt like a geek in the presence of women, especially beautiful women."
"You're not. You're a lover and a gentleman."
"I'd get tongue tied and clumsy."
"Waiting for the right woman to stumble into."
"Maybe, but I never stumbled with her."
"Maybe she's a succubus."
"If true, I'd willingly give my soul to her," said Joe.
"So you've got Marta and Mary..."
" ... and Marianne."
"Jesus. So why exactly are you here? I have middle aged men and excitable boys and the occasional gentleman with a seven year itch. Not a young attractive man with three lovers."
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NovelsChapter X George woke up full of welts, and itching all over. His back and neck were stiff from sleeping hunched over. He scrunched up his face, and could feel the dried salt on his cheeks. He rubbed his chin and cheeks with his right hand as he turned his left arm toward the light filtering through the front window, and peered at his watch. It said 3:15. He got up and walked into the house as he tipped the bottle up and chugged his now warm beer. He set the empty bottle on the kitchen...
NovelsChapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
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"...some nine million beings gathered for the funeral of Whoremonger Vip Galbracht. One of the most beloved figures in the Galacto-League, Whoremonger Vip was a true visionary who revolutionized the galactic sex industry seven Galacto-Units ago when he introduced the celebrated Earth Whores, confirming the long-standing rumors that the primitive backwater planet Earth produced the most beautiful and sexually skilled females in the universe. Whoremonger Vip was survived by..." "Off," Jessy...
Sandy Gets Blown I can type the scream of a woman having an orgasm: "AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEE". I can type the grunt of a man ejaculating: "NNGGHH, NNGGHH". But I don't know how to type the sound of a mouth swallowing a fresh load of cum and, alas, that's the sound that I wanted to use to start this story. I was about pushing ten the first time that I sucked Frank's cock. He'd had a couple of drinks but he was sober enough to recognize that at my tender age, he should be gentle. He told me...
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Chapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...
Whores and Pimps - Part I By Michele Nylons Malcolm was a middle manager in a small business in a large city. Malcolm led a pretty boring life; he in his forties, single, devoted to his work, he liked to keep himself fit, all of his family lived interstate except for his older sister who lived nearby, and he led a quiet social life. Malcolm had a few girlfriends over the years but never anything serious; he kept himself to himself and rarely socialised outside of a small circle of...
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I get a great view of Josephine’s ass. Bent over pale and lovely. Her big E-Cup breasts dangling down. Long curly red hair pooling below her. It’s rare that I see my wife naked. Her puritanical upbringing had some really strange views. We only had sex once a month. Even then it was through a hole in a sheet. A wife was not to drive her husband mad with lust. That was all about to change. The redhead yells in shock and stands up. Grabbing a quilt from the bed in a desperate attempt to...
Whores and Pimps - Part II By Michele Nylons Michele sat silently in the car as she watched the tail lights of the police car disappear in the distance; the bitter aftertaste of the policeman's sperm still in her mouth. She was confused; the fat cop with his stubby fat cock had forced her to fellate him; but she had become sexually aroused and hadn't even realised it. She sat for a few minutes and decided that the outcome was still better than being locked in a jail cell...
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Velvet: There was a knock on the door as I rode Shawn’s giant, black erection. My ass was impaled on his shaft while I rode him reverse cowgirl, looking at the door and waiting for the friends that he had called to come over and party with us. I had arrived 20 minutes earlier and had caught Shawn just as he had gotten out of the shower. He was getting up at his usual late afternoon time, but one thing I never worried about was his cleanliness. He enjoyed smelling good for his ladies, even if...
Hi.. All. This is Mrs. Preeti Kulkarni from Aurangabad (Maharashtra) narrating of House Warming Party turns Bed Warming from one of my Husband’s far relative who screwed me in a wild way. After successful fucks from winning the Beauty Queen Crown, Suhaag Raat with a BBC in our house and my regular visits to clients for pleasure fucks my Mom decided to rename her residence in the name of my husband Preetam Kulkarni. In the last week of November 2013 all the formalities of the registry and...
The trouble is my whores were spending more and more time at the warehouse fucking and closing deals and I wasn’t getting as much pussy as I’d liked and was getting bored. It’s not that I was unhappy about them being there because that didn’t bother me at all, I knew come the end of the year I’d be moving on with my three whores and a whopping great bank account to boot. I just need to get out and look for some pussy; so I applied for a job with a security firm moving confidential...
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Chapter IX Terry was in the bathroom when Isolde got to the top of the stairs. She rapped her knuckles on the door as she went by, and said, “I’m next.” She heard a muffled, “Okay.” A minute or two later, Terry came out of the bathroom, carrying and drying his hands on the towel. He handed the towel to Isolde, saying, “I guess you will want this.” He went into the bedroom, and lay down on his back on the bed. As he waited for Isolde to finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom (putting in...
NovelsI woke up and looked over at Goldie, she was sleeping soundly. She had a soft smile on her lips. I wanted to kiss her but instead I got up and went to relieve myself. When I returned she was sitting on the side of the bed. I sat beside her and pushed her back and kissed her sweet lips, she tried to pull away but my hand slipped under her gown and between her legs. She stopped struggling and her arms went around my neck. She pulled her face back, ‘Please let me go to the bathroom. I’ll be...
I have this fantasy, I can’t really do it back home as the moral standards are higher. But here, I can get a girl off the street, fuck her senseless and then move along. Use her like a sex toy and then just get on my way. Have you ever wanted to get a slave? Have a tight little cunt to fuck in whichever way you wanted? Well that’s what I’ll be doing this weekend. It’s not long till I find what I’m searching for. Two lovely young ladies sitting at one of the many bars, smoking cigarettes...
Any Resemblance to Actual Persons, Living or Dead, is Purely Coincidental The small town of T counts just 2900 inhabitants. Actual it’s not more than a village, with a limited number of shops, one restaurant and two pubs. As always in such a small, close-knit community, everyone knows each other and this provides an excellent breeding ground for the gossip circuit, an activity that every woman engages in. This has always been, and certainly will ever be, despite efforts of officials to curb the...
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