Wife Stories : Marie

Introduction

William Harvey, relaxing in the hot tub, moaned at the work Marie was doing. She was under water system sucking on his still working, nearly 60-year-old cock.

His 33-year-old fan came up for air, laughing at the older man. Marie ran her finger's breadth through her curt, blonde hair, slicking it back. She straddled Harvey, guiding his cock into her.

"You know, I'm surprised this affair still works,"Marie smiled, kissing Harvey's balding head, her boob dangling against his mouth.

"It most certainly does. For you and your mom,"Harvey flicked his tongue at Marie's nipple.

Harvey grabbed her shank and motor-boated her tit, causing Marie to titter.

When he was done, he held her, his putz still inside her. She kissed his face tenderly.

"I know I've said it before, but you feel so good,"Harvey whispered.

Marie moaned,"So do you. The best."

"The best ?"

"Absolutely."

"Are you sure ?"the older man chuckled.

"I am."

"What about your ex-husband ?"

"You are so much better than him."

"But I hardly do anything !"

"Still, you're especial and I love you more than any man,"Marie kissed him.

Harvey held her once more, his hand sliding up and down her bare back.

"Have you heard or talked to Doc much ?"Harvey asked, referring to her ex-husband.

"Oh good no ! Haven't seen or talked to him in like a year and a half,"Marie answered.

Harvey brought a breast to his mouth, sucking on the put up nipple."How did it end ?"

"The marriage ceremony ?"

"Yes. You never told us."

"I don't think I can !"Marie laughed, stifling a moan as Harvey nursed from her.

"You can secernate us anything. I'd like to know."

"Promise you won't hatred me. Or him for that matter ?"she asked.

"Don't be silly, sweetie. I could never hate you. Whatever happened was in the past."

"The inside information are very naughty,"Marie bit her can lip, William Harvey switched to her other breast.

"I'm an adult, much older than you, I think I can handle it. say me !"

Marie laughed, sitting up, bringing her lips to Harvey's."You asked for it."


-1-

"As you know, I met Calvin, or Doc being the cognomen he preferred, right after college.

He's around your age, maybe a couple years younger, and was a Dr. at the hospital near the University of Miami. After graduating from their nursing syllabus, I found myself working on the like floor as him.

I was finishing up my nursing internship when I met him. I've always had a thing for elderly hombre and he was so incredibly attractive. He reminded me of a Doctor of the Church I'd see on those halt hospital drama TV shows.

I went out for a drinking that night with a few early interns and we saw him again. We all giggled and tried not to stare, as we all found him attractive. It was all very silly of us. But this was 11 year ago, I still had some growing to do.

Long story unretentive, we spoke, we spoke Thomas More and more, we flirted, we flirted more and more, we dated. That of course, led to more dating, which led to sex. And to a greater extent sex, and Thomas More sex. We were doing it constantly and until you, it was the best sex I ever had in my young, not super experienced life.

This man pushed all the compensate buttons. I'd stay the weekends with him in bed. I was tingling and cumming the entire time.

Our sex life evolved with our love for each other. It was fiery, passionate, a whirlwind of ecstasy.

Within a couple calendar month of meeting me, Doc was tying me up, spanking me, and whipping me. He'd put a collar around my neck during weekends, making me clobber his lump, like a dog. He wouldn't let me tire underwear to exploit or anywhere for that matter. I was his sex hard worker and I loved every second of it."

*****

"Sounds naughty so far,"Harvey said.

"fountainhead it gets tough,"Marie replied."I have to use the f-word. I hope that's ok."

Harvey laughed,"We're adult, remember ? What am I going to do ?"

"Mmm, maybe spank me ?"

"Sure !"

"Anyway, continuing on. Doc fucked me - so much, so knockout, so very good. I loved being this man's slave."

"I see,"Harvey smiled.

"I would do anything for him. And I mean anything,"Marie stared into Harvey's eyes.

"Uh huh, like what ? He pee on you ?"

"Ha !"Marie laughed, biting her hind end lip.

"Mmm, you are a spicy girl,"Harvey grabbed her ass under the hot water.

"vertebral column on subject. By anything I meant fulfilling his petition. One of those petition, was that he augment my body - specifically my breasts. I let him. Hence, why I have these big girls,"Marie grabbed her breast, then let them flop in Harvey's face.

"Another request was staying in flesh. He ordered me to puzzle out out six days a week and keep to a strict diet. I complied."

Harvey thrusted his hip joint, driving his cock in farther,"Yes, you look incredible."

"Here's where things began to ravel. Another request, or command, was that I pleasure his Friend. He wanted to share me."

*****

"I was against it at initiative, but then he proposed to me, giving me a huge ball field annulus. I said yes of course, then told him I was his to do whatever he wanted with. He hugged me and told me he was taking me out the abide by weekend.

He bought me a new, aphrodisiac attire and took me to some doctor's nut of some form. He had me dance with his coworkers. I knew some of them just by being at the hospital. Some were aged than him, some were younger. It was a good innocent time.

After the case though, things got far less innocent.

One of his friends, a doctor who was retiring soon, followed us menage. Doc made me dance for him at plate. He liquored me up and ordered me to leach for his friend. I did so. I ordered me to open him a lap dance. I did so. He ordered me to suck the old doctor's putz. I did so.

A blowjob led to sex. My fiancé watched in the corner, sipping his booze while I had sex with one of his friend.

Then it happened again the adopt weekend. Doc would check me ride another supporter.

It became a modus operandi. Every weekend for several calendar month, I was having sex, while Doc watched with other Doctor, lawyers, and admirer of my soon-to-be husband. There were even a few weekends where he would broadcast me to appease with one of his friends, to be used and fucked the total time.

He didn't brain. He liked having me, owning me, ordering me to sleep with his supporter like the sex slave I was. I loved it too, mainly because I loved him.

four months before our wedding day the comply yr, Doc brought a camera into the mix. He filmed me. He directed me, he set up scenes, he set up dig. He would jacklight off and give directions like I was his pornography superstar. Looking over to him, while one of his friends was on top of me, I loved seeing him jack off while filming me. I could take on this part of him, I could sweep up and realize that everyone has voodoo and affair that make them horny. Watching and filming me with former men, apparently, was Doc's.

Two months before our nuptials day, he brought home a different coworker for me to have sex with. A fresh Doctor of the Church, I had only seen a couple times at the infirmary. This changed everything. This led to the end of our married couple.

The doctor was dim. His epithet was Marcus."


-2-

"I was blindfolded, Doc's request, on all fours in our bedroom, waiting.

I heard Doc and Marcus enter the room behind me. Doc was whispering and recapping instruction for this"scene"he was setting up.

I heard a deeply vocalization quietly say"okay"and"uh huh."Then I heard a belt unbuckle, pants unzip, clothing removed.

Doc chuckled and said"damn"somewhere behind me. I wasn't sure as shooting what he was referring to, but when I felt a huge, great mass land on my lower back, I was able-bodied to enter it out.

"Ok, great, ready ? Go !"Doc whispered, starting to film the view he set up.

When Marcus entered me from behind, I nearly screamed. I rose to my deal, gasping for air.

He slowly slid out, and rammed into me again. I cried out, gripping the sheets.

Marcus repeated this a third metre, driving his big black cock into me once more, cryptical than anyone, stretching me, hitting my g-spot. I climaxed.

There was a interruption, the two men no dubiety slightly confused. Marcus, balls deep in me, a quivering quiver, clean cleaning lady, grabbed my waist and pulled out once more. I may receive cum, but he wasn't close to.

He slammed into me again and again and again. I was cumming again and again and again.

I had never been so forte, I never orgasmed so powerfully, so intensely as that.

After an 60 minutes of near invariant orgasms, I rolled to my binding, tore the blindfold off, and pulled Marcus down to me. I didn't get a prospect to look over his organic structure before my natural language invaded his mouth.

My legs locked around him, keeping him on and in me. I was kissing him passionately, moaning, my hands grabbing his fount, keeping his lip on mine.

I broke the kiss and whispered,"Fuck me."

He propped himself up with his big, huge arms and continued his wonderful violation on my pussy. Never had I been fucked like that.

I completely forgot I was being filmed. I completely forgot I was engaged. I pure forgot about Doc.

Marcus ramming into me over and over was all I cared about and wanted.

We went on for hours. I rolled on top of Marcus and bounced up and down on his hammer so hard and libertine I thought our bed was going to break. I loved it, I needed it.

As daybreak approached, I let out one terminal soulful groan as another orgasm washed over me. I collapsed on top of Marcus, heaving and panting. He still hadn't cum yet.

I caught my breath and slid down his sweaty physical structure. I came to rest at his cock. I slowly, lovingly sucked all over the thing that gave me more pleasure than I ever experienced before.

Marcus was fix. He allowed himself to cum a few instant later. My mouth filled with semen, I drank every bit of it.

When it was done, I glanced over to Doc. His mouth was hanging open up, his cock limp in his paw, the camera was next to him. It ran out of assault and battery power minute ago.

I snuggled in Marcus'arm. I watched Doc slowly stand and leave the bedroom, not saying a word.

Marcus and I slept for a little piece, then he kissed my forehead and left. I stayed naked and hopped in the shower. Smiling at the incredible night, Doc joined me.

I wrapped my arms around him, kissing him, thanking him. He seemed distracted.

"That was amazing,"I told him, nibbling on his ear.

"Yeah,"he said.

I could see something on his face. I thought it might be disappointment. Maybe he felt bad he couldn't finis as long or give such hefty orgasms. But I didn't charge. I was head word over heels in love for Doc. I figured he would never let me hold sex with Marcus again. I was ok with that.

He spoke up after a few min with me in the shower. What he said was the totality opposite of what I was expecting and would be fine with.

"I want you and Marcus to keep doing it. I want to film more of you and him,"Doc said.

"What ?"

"You heard me. I've never seen anything so wild and beautiful. You and Marcus."

"Uh, are you sure ? I mean -"

"Yes."

I nodded and went to my knees, sucking Doc to life, then sucking him dry. I would do anything he told me to do."


-4-

Harvey had to break up Marie's story so he could grab her waist and push up upward into her. Her knocker bounced in his face, the water splashed out of the hot tub.

Marie climaxed on Harvey, falling into a kiss."I love you,"she whimpered into his mouth.

"I love you too,"Harvey replied, cupping her ass."donjon going, I want to acknowledge more."

Marie regained her composure, caught her breathing place and continued her story.

*****

"Marcus and I were sleeping together daily. The weekends were the most acute, sleep deprived, orgasmic times of my life so far.

For the adjacent month, Doc and I rarely had sex. It was mostly Marcus and I with Doc filming until the battery died, then watch me and this black man sustain going.

A brace week into this, our sexual brush changed. Marcus wouldn't just fuck my ovalbumin pussy like he owned it, he'd attain love to me.

We kissed more, we caressed more, there was far more foreplay. Doc got it all on picture show too.

Doc would look out me revere that black man's pecker. I covered it in my twaddle and made beloved to it with my mouth, then my pussy.

I was in love with Doc, I was marrying him, but this blacken prick I was playing with for two calendar week - I never felt so a lot lust before.

Another two weeks passed, a month before the wedding party. Marcus carried me to the bathtub. I was too frail to walk.

He gently placed me in the warm water and left. I heard Marcus and Doc chatting outside the bathroom. I couldn't tell what they were saying. I closed my eyes, the taste of cum on my lips and smiled.

Doc entered the bathroom, looking forlorn. He told me Marcus couldn't film anymore. My optic shot open, I did my best to hide out my sadness."Oh. I see. Well, alright,"I faked a smile.

Doc left me alone and I stared off into space. I couldn't believe it. My heart was pounding. I wanted Marcus to keep filming with me. I wanted him.

It took me forever to get to slumber that dark, even though I was exhausted from Marcus'expert fucking abilities.

I rolled over and thought about him - his black tool. I made plans to have got it in me again.

A dyad solar day later at the infirmary, I made my way up to Marcus'flooring. I said hello, smiled, and said I just wanted to speak to him.

We slipped into a small group discussion room. I asked why he no longer wanted to picture show. He said his marriage was suffering and he needed to focus on it.

I was floored, I had no estimate he was married.

"So, we can't, you know, meet up ?"I asked.

He shook his head word,"She thinks I've been working late all this time."

"But, but, I mean, we could meet up in underground,"I suggested.

"I can't celluloid, sorry,"Marcus turned to pass on. I had to think fast.

"We don't need to motion picture. Just have sex. We can here somewhere, you know ?"I blurted out, not thinking of Doc.

"No,"he said.

"Wait !"I thought fast again. I tore my chaparral away from my chest, revealing my big tits. Doc wouldn't allow me to wear a bra either.

Marcus shook his head, glancing over my strip breasts. He shut the door and approached me.

mo later, he pinned me against the bulwark in the small group discussion room. I was straddling him, he was pumping that big peter in and out of me.

"Yes ! Yes !"I was cumming. No one was watching us, no one was filming us.

He slammed me on the conference mesa and kept going. We stared into each other's heart with more fiery passionateness than I ever did with Doc. I felt no guilt trip, only pleasure as another orgasm came over me.

"filling me, fulfil me,"I said, wanting his semen inside my pussy, instead of my stomach. I felt this would be the last clip I saw Marcus. I was right.

After he filled me to the brim, he pulled out of me. His cum pooled at my crotch, outside of my pussy. He got his wearing apparel back on and left without saying goodbye.

I let out a soulful moan and smiled. There was a large consortium of ejaculate on the table. I had to clean it before someone saw it. I did - with my rima oris. I licked it up like a cat at a bowlful of milk.

I was worried about the wet spot of cum on my scrub the eternal rest of the day. Luckily, they were dark in color - dark how I was starting to prefer my gloss of cock."

*****

"Ahhh, baby,"Harvey gripped Marie's ass."You are very naughty."

Marie laughed, feeling the older man's cock twitch inside her. She gathered up some hot water with her paw, and playfully dumped it on Harvey's head.

"You have no idea."


-5-

"The calendar week dragged on. Doc filmed me with a few of colleagues once again. It was nothing special. I faked the orgasms.

Doc and I had sex pretty often before the wedding. It, too, wasn't anything amazing. I faked those orgasms too.

I thought about Marcus some, and bleak cock in general. When I masturbated, I climaxed to thoughts of black men taking me.

I also snuck on Doc's laptop computer when he fell asleep. I'd hitch on there for hours, again sleep deprived, watching the telecasting he had of me and Marcus. I loved watching a opprobrious man take me.

Then on the day of the wedding -"

"Oh no,"Harvey interrupted her. Marie smiled and nodded.

"Oh yes. My dependency - for deficiency of a better term - became fully realized.

There I was, in my wedding apparel, on my knees, sucking the cock of one of the black employees at the location. He was probably 18.

"Ah yeah, ashen beef,"he said, gripping my head, messing up my hair.

I sucked him dry. He pulled his pants up, grabbed his hors d'body of work tray and left. I fixed my hair, popped a breather flock, and walked down the aisle to my husband.

As the receipt was dying down, multitude were leaving, not as many couples dancing, I found the same employee cleaning off one of the board. I winked at him.

He fucked me in the fair sex's restroom. My wedding dress was hiked up over my bare ass, and he was behind me.
He filled my kitty-cat with cum. I bent at my knee and it dripped out of me into the toilet bowl.

On the airplane, on our way to our honeymoon name and address, I joined the mile-high society with a black passenger while Doc slept.

Doc and I were kissing on the dance floor at the resort that Nox."I love you,"I told him. He held me snug. I looked around the room for something I lusted for.

"Did you bring the camera ?"I smiled at Doc.

"Ha, no. Just me and you on our honeymoon,"he laughed.

"Aww,"I pouted."Hmm, maybe you could've filmed me with him ?"

I pointed to a Negro man dancing with, I assume, his new St. Brigid.

"Sure,"Doc smiled, holding me close. I watched the smuggled man dance, his hand on his wife's butt.

Doc and I had sex that night. He wasn't the maiden man I had sex with as a tie woman.

The next day I saw the black guy and his black wife again. They were on the beach. I couldn't take my center off his big, muscular body.

He knew it. He saw me checking him out a few times. I smiled and waved. He knew what I wanted.

As I predicted, I saw him again that nighttime. Doc and I were walking around the resort holding hands. We walked past them. He nodded at me. I saw him check me out. I looked over my articulatio humeri, he was grinning me.

Doc and I were on the beach that nighttime, kissing, holding. I saw the black man approach, walk by us, and"accidentally"drop a small-arm of paper near me.

When we left, I grabbed it."way 685, 2am"was all it said. I smiled and put it in my purse.

Doc and I had sex again, he was asleep by midnight.

I didn't even bother putting on a bikini or clothes. I left our elbow room, butt naked, and walked over to elbow room 685 at 2am.

He opened the door, quietly stepped out, not caring or making a hassle that I was nude. He put his arm around my waist and we took a base on balls.

A couple minute later, he was easing his now naked eubstance, into one of the hot bathing tub scattered about the resort. It wasn't much different than this hot tub we're in now.

A minute later, no words exchanged, I was guiding his immense cock, into my hungry cunt, straddling him - just like I'm straddling you.

After some smooching, a second later I was squatting up and down on it, just like this. Water was sloshing out, just like this. I was cumming, just like, just like - ahhhhh !"

"This ?"William Harvey smiled, watching Marie climax on his hammer.

"Yes !"

"So how foresightful were you married at this stop ?"Harvey asked.

"After I came down from the orgasm, he asked me the same thing.'How tenacious you been married ?'”

"This is day two,"I answered, grinding my hips against him.

"Same for me. I've always loved clean pussy. Saw you looking at me, figured I'd get up in you before we leave,"he said. I nodded and kept grinding against him.

"Damn. Work that snatch, baby. Ride that dick,"he said, gripping one of my asscheeks with his strong, black hand.

"Uh huh,"I cried out. I loved it.

We had sex until dawn. We met up again the next dark at the same hot tub. We did this a week straight. Doc and I left on the Same day the total darkness man and his wife left. We even arrived at the airport the same time. I managed to cabbage off with him and sop up his cock one last time.

I never got his name. He never got mine."


-6-

"I had a burning desire - a charge of sorts. I needed Shirley Temple cock. I wanted to use Doc's desire to moving picture me as an excuse.

I went along with his ally a few month. He'd movie me with them, I'd fake coming and so on. When Doc was asleep, I'd sneak on his electronic computer again and jerk off to videos of Marcus and me.

I wanted Negroid men so badly. So I went out and found some.

I took Doc with me, saying we could chance a youthful person than the previous men he was filming me with. I first picked a white guy at a nightclub, acting really interested, but made up an self-justification that he couldn't do it.

Then my second option was a random inglorious guy,"Ooh maybe him ?"I asked Doc innocently.

He laughed and nodded his head."Sorry about Marcus,"he admitted.

"Huh ? Oh rightfulness, yeah. It's ok, steady,"I said, traipsing off to the black guy in the club.

He fucked me so good that night. Not Doc, Terrence, terrycloth, I can't remember his name.

He went on and on, making me cum non-stop. It's what I wanted and needed. The television camera batteries ran out ; Doc was at a red ink for words at my performance.

The next cockcrow, I was washing off all the perspiration and semen, when Doc joined me in the shower. He grabbed by fundament."You really get into it with them."

"Oh the blackamoor cat ? Yeah, I guess,"I shrugged, playing it off."I guess it makes for a good video right ?"

"Absolutely. You have no idea how sexy you look."

*****

"He's got a detail there,"Harvey said, thrusting upward once more.

"Th-thank you !"Marie was climaxing again.

"Wow, oh yes,"she shook."I love it. I love you."

"But I'm not black, silly,"he smiled.

"Shut up,"Marie kissed him tenderly.

"So that's how you got Doc to film you with disastrous men again ?"

"Yep. I won. I had a house, a wedding, clothing, and hubby with an unusual hoodoo - watching and filming me have sex with early men. Those men just so happened to be fateful. An supply bonus."

"Alright. I'm getting tired. I'm old, remember ?"

"Oh please,"Marie rolled her eyes.

"Doc filmed you with black-market men, how does this tie into the divorcement ?"

Marie took a deep breath and continued her tale.

*****

"Six days passed. Six years of marriage. Doc made so much money, I didn't have to sour. I spent my days, exercising, sitting out by the pool, and having sex with black men.

Doc only knew about the dozen or so regulars he filmed me with. There were many, many more that I met.

I'd go out clubbing with champion and adjoin one. I'd go to the beach and suffer one. During the day, while Doc was at work, I was in bed with them. There were so many.

Then thing changed. Doc changed. I was perfectly well-chosen with filming porn with pitch-dark men for him. But he grew tired of it.

He stopped filming me with pitch-black men and with men in ecumenical. We had sex more often, but there was something missing. A twinkle, passion, chemistry.

On day, I was having sex on the couch, riding a melanise shaft, cumming as common, when Doc got home early.

I turned, saw him standing there. He looked so old, defeated. He sighed, nodded his head and went to the bed room.

I got off the black guy I was riding, his big cock, popping out of my twat when I stood.

I entered the sleeping accommodation, not sure of what to say. I opened my mouth and he shushed me. I stood there nude, watching him pack.

"I created a demon,"he said.

"What ? No, Doc, listen I -"

"My previous wife, years ago, was into being filmed. She loved it, got off on it. She's the one that asked me to get down doing it. I became addicted to filming and watching. But I should've stopped when she passed away."

"Doc,"I started crying.

"No,"he held up his hand."This is partly my geological fault. I shouldn't have continued this fetish. One matter led to another, it got out of hand. I just,"he shook his head.

"What ? What is it ?"

"I'm sorry. I don't want to be married to you anymore. I'm so sorry. You're much younger than me. You'll be amercement. But I need to incite on. I'm leaving, you can stay here. But it's over."

I didn't know what to say. He was right. He created a monster - me. It happened the second he brought Marcus habitation to fuck me.

It was my fault too. I was too much in love with him. I went along with whatever reprobate sexual fantasy he had. In the process I became addicted to a fetish of my own - lightlessness men.

He left. I cried, feeling horrible. I kicked the opprobrious guy out, and showered alone. I didn't see Doc again until lawcourt. He got everything. I was ok with that, because I was planned on moving home, then here, eventually.

We haven't spoken or see each early since. I heard a rumor from a quondam coworker, that he's dating a lovely sure-enough woman. She's a superior at the hospital. I'm happy for him."


-7-

"That's some tale,"Harvey said, Marie still straddling him in the hot tub, his tool still inside.

"I know. I turned out very well though. I'm here with you. We're all alright now."

"Your dependency though. Still make it ?"

"Not as very much. Since I have you now. But every once in a while TJ from down the street and I will attend out and have sex."

"Ah so that's where you were the other nighttime. I thought you were walking on the beach,"William Harvey said.

"Speaking of TJ,"Marie looked over her shoulder into the endorse bedroom, near the hot tub."I think Mom is almost done with him."

Marie stood, William Harvey's cock sliding of out of her. She grabbed a towel, rubbing her orotund breasts, then hair.

"Hi sweety !"Janet, Marie's mother appeared from the book binding door, naked and smiling.

"Whew, that man is so secure,"Janet said, referring to TJ in the bedroom."He's all yours, Marie."

Marie hugged her mother."Thanks."

"You take care of your don out here ?"Janet asked, getting into the hot tub with Harvey.

"Oh yes, we've been having a nice chat,"Marie said."Goodnight Dad."

Marie smiled, watching her mother straddle her Church Father, just like she was. She sighed and headed in doors.

TJ was naked and waiting. The vast pitch blackness man smiled as Marie undid her towel, letting it strike to the flooring.

They gave one another a friendly osculation, she slid his hammer in, and got to form.

"Mmm,"she moaned, resting her hands on his bureau."I love it."

She closed her centre, enjoying a wonderful treat of Black cock.

She bit her bottom lip, grinding faster and faster. She thought of her ex, Doc, hoping he was happy.

Marie thanked him in her question for introducing her to interracial sex. While things didn't turn out smashing, she was thankful to consume a supportive family.

She thought about her parents, outside having sex, while she had sex with TJ.

Marie giggled when TJ rolled on top of her. She lusted for black cock, just like her mother Janet. If she ever married again, she would confer with her about how to combine the thing she lusts after with the mortal she loved ; how to better have her bar and eat it too.

The end .