Wife Stories : Marie

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

His 33-year-old lover came up for air, laughing at the older man. Marie ran her fingers through her short, blonde hair, slicking it back. She straddled Harvey, guiding his rooster into her.

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

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

Harvey grabbed her waist and motor-boated her breasts, causing Marie to titter.

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

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

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

"The unspoiled ?"

"Absolutely."

"Are you sure ?"the old man chuckled.

"I am."

"What about your ex-husband ?"

"You are so much better than him."

"But I hardly do anything !"

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

Harvey held her once more, his hands 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 ! oasis't seen or talked to him in like a year and a half,"Marie answered.

Harvey brought a tit to his sass, sucking on the set up nipple."How did it end ?"

"The marriage ?"

"Yes. You never told us."

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

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

"Promise you won't hate me. Or him for that topic ?"she asked.

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

"The detail are very naughty,"Marie bit her ass lip, Harvey switched to her other breast.

"I'm an adult, much older than you, I think I can plow it. differentiate 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 twain years younger, and was a doc at the hospital near the University of Miami. After graduating from their nursing programme, I found myself working on the same story as him.

I was finishing up my nursing internship when I met him. I've always had a thing for older guys and he was so incredibly attractive. He reminded me of a medico I'd see on those crippled hospital drama TV shows.

I went out for a drinkable that night with a few former intern 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 age ago, I still had some growing to do.

Long story brusk, we spoke, we spoke more than and more, we flirted, we flirted more and more, we dated. That of course, led to more dating, which led to sex. And more sex, and more sex. We were doing it constantly and until you, it was the best sex I ever had in my Whitney Young, not super experienced lifespan.

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

Our sex life evolved with our sexual love for each former. It was fiery, passionate, a whirlwind of hug drug.

Within a brace month of meeting me, Doc was tying me up, spanking me, and whipping me. He'd put a pinch around my neck during weekends, making me cream his balls, like a dog. He wouldn't let me fag out underclothes to play or anywhere for that matter. I was his sex slave and I loved every min of it."

*****

"Sounds naughty so far,"Harvey said.

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

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

"Mmm, maybe spank me ?"

"Sure !"

"Anyway, continuing on. Doc fucked me - so much, so firmly, so very effective. 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 bottom lip.

"Mmm, you are a naughty miss,"Harvey grabbed her ass under the hot water.

"backbone on topic. By anything I meant fulfilling his requests. One of those requests, was that he augment my trunk - specifically my breasts. I let him. Hence, why I have these big fille,"Marie grabbed her tits, then let them flop in Harvey's face.

"Another request was staying in conformation. He ordered me to work out six days a hebdomad and proceed to a strict diet. I complied."

Harvey thrusted his hips, driving his cock in further,"Yes, you look incredible."

"Here's where things began to run. Another postulation, or control, was that I pleasure his friends. He wanted to plowshare me."

*****

"I was against it at for the first time, but then he proposed to me, giving me a huge diamond mob. 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 travel along weekend.

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

After the issue though, things got far less innocent.

One of his friends, a doctor who was retiring soon, followed us base. Doc made me dance for him at home. He liquored me up and ordered me to strip for his friend. I did so. I ordered me to pay him a lap dance. I did so. He ordered me to suck the old doctor's cock. 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 booster.

Then it happened again the following weekend. Doc would watch me ride another friend.

It became a routine. Every weekend for respective calendar month, I was having sex, while Doc watched with other physician, lawyers, and booster of my soon-to-be husband. There were even a few weekends where he would mail me to remain with one of his champion, to be used and fucked the entire prison term.

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

Four calendar month before our wedding day the following year, Doc brought a tv camera into the mix. He filmed me. He directed me, he set up scenes, he set up pellet. He would jack off and give directions like I was his porn star. Looking over to him, while one of his friends was on top of me, I loved seeing him jack up off while filming me. I could live with this part of him, I could embrace and realize that everyone has fetich and thing that make them horny. watching and filming me with other men, apparently, was Doc's.

Two month before our wedding day, he brought home a different coworker for me to have sex with. A newer doctor, I had only seen a yoke times at the hospital. This changed everything. This led to the end of our spousal relationship.

The doctor was grim. His name was Marcus."


-2-

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

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

I heard a mysterious voice quietly say"alright"and"uh huh."Then I heard a belt unbuckle, pants unzip, clothing removed.

Doc chuckled and said"hoot"somewhere behind me. I wasn't surely what he was referring to, but when I felt a huge, large mass farming on my lower spinal column, I was able to figure it out.

"Ok, great, gear up ? Go !"Doc whispered, starting to flick the scene he set up.

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

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

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

There was a intermission, the two men no incertitude slightly confused. Marcus, balls mystifying in me, a quivering shaking, E. B. White woman, grabbed my waist and pulled out once more. I may have 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 loud, I never orgasmed so powerfully, so intensely as that.

After an minute of near never-ending coming, I rolled to my book binding, tore the blindfold off, and pulled Marcus down to me. I didn't get a chance to attend over his body before my glossa invaded his mouth.

My branch locked around him, keeping him on and in me. I was kissing him passionately, moaning, my mitt grabbing his facial expression, keeping his mouth on mine.

I broke the osculation and whispered,"screwing me."

He propped himself up with his big, huge implements of war and continued his wonderful assault on my kitty. Never had I been fucked like that.

I completely forgot I was being filmed. I completely forgot I was engaged. I all over 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 cock so firmly and fast I thought our bed was going to break. I loved it, I needed it.

As dawn approached, I let out one final soulful moan 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 body. I came to perch at his cock. I slowly, lovingly sucked all over the thing that gave me more pleasure than I ever experienced before.

Marcus was quick. He allowed himself to cum a few hour later. My oral cavity filled with seed, I drank every bit of it.

When it was done, I glanced over to Doc. His mouth was hanging open, his cock limp in his paw, the tv camera was next to him. It ran out of 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 bare 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 perturb.

"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 letdown. Maybe he felt bad he couldn't last as long or hold such sinewy orgasms. But I didn't tutelage. I was straits over hound in love for Doc. I figured he would never let me have sex with Marcus again. I was ok with that.

He spoke up after a few moment with me in the cascade. What he said was the total contrary of what I was expecting and would be fine with.

"I want you and Marcus to go along doing it. I want to film More of you and him,"Doc said.

"What ?"

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

"Uh, are you sure ? I mean -"

"Yes."

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


-4-

William Harvey had to break up Marie's story so he could take hold of her waist and thrust upward into her. Her tits bounced in his grimace, the water splashed out of the hot tub.

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

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

Marie regained her composure, caught her breather and continued her story.

*****

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

For the next 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-market man keep going.

A couple hebdomad into this, our sexual confrontation changed. Marcus wouldn't just have it away my Andrew Dickson White cunt like he owned it, he'd give love to me.

We kissed more, we caressed more, there was far to a greater extent arousal. Doc got it all on plastic film too.

Doc would see me worship that opprobrious man's cock. I covered it in my drool and made love to it with my oral cavity, then my pussy.

I was in erotic love with Doc, I was marrying him, but this black dick I was playing with for two calendar week - I never felt so much lustfulness before.

Another two weeks passed, a month before the hymeneals. Marcus carried me to the bath. I was too decrepit 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 middle, the perceptiveness of cum on my lips and smiled.

Doc entered the bathroom, looking forlorn. He told me Marcus couldn't pic anymore. My eyes shot open, I did my best to blot out my unhappiness."Oh. I see. wellspring, alright,"I faked a grin.

Doc left me lone and I stared off into space. I couldn't believe it. My substance was pounding. I wanted Marcus to continue motion-picture photography with me. I wanted him.

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

I rolled over and thought about him - his fatal cock. I made plans to throw it in me again.

A span days later at the hospital, I made my way up to Marcus'floor. I said hello, smiled, and said I just wanted to spill to him.

We slipped into a pocket-sized conference room. I asked why he no longer wanted to film. He said his married couple was suffering and he needed to concentre on it.

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

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

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

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

"I can't cinema, sorry,"Marcus turned to go out. I had to suppose 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 scrubs 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 bare breasts. He shut the doorway and approached me.

instant later, he pinned me against the wall in the small conference room. I was straddling him, he was pumping that big cock 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 table and kept going. We stared into each former's eyes with Thomas More fiery passion than I ever did with Doc. I felt no guilt, only joy as another orgasm came over me.

"Fill me, fill me,"I said, wanting his semen inside my cunt, instead of my breadbasket. I felt this would be the last time I saw Marcus. I was right.

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

I let out a soulful moan and smiled. There was a with child consortium of semen on the table. I had to pick it before someone saw it. I did - with my mouth. I licked it up like a cat at a stadium of milk.

I was worried about the wet spot of semen on my scrub the ease of the day. Luckily, they were dark in color - dark how I was starting to prefer my semblance of cock."

*****

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

Marie laughed, feeling the one-time man's cock twitch inside her. She gathered up some hot water system with her bridge player, and playfully dumped it on Harvey's head.

"You have no idea."


-5-

"The week dragged on. Doc filmed me with a few of co-worker once again. It was nothing especial. I faked the orgasms.

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

I thought about Marcus some, and blackened cocks in general. When I masturbated, I climaxed to thought of black men taking me.

I also snuck on Doc's laptop when he fell asleep. I'd halt on there for minute, again quietus deprived, watching the telecasting he had of me and Marcus. I loved watching a black-market man take me.

Then on the day of the wedding -"

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

"Oh yes. My dependance - for lack of a best full term - became fully realized.

There I was, in my marriage ceremony frock, on my knees, sucking the turncock of one of the black employees at the location. He was probably 18.

"Ah yeah, white bitch,"he said, gripping my top dog, messing up my hair.

I sucked him dry. He pulled his pants up, grabbed his hors d'oeuvre tray and left. I fixed my hair, popped a breath muckle, and walked down the gangway to my husband.

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

He fucked me in the charwoman's restroom. My wedding frock was hiked up over my strip ass, and he was behind me.
He filled my pussycat with cum. I bent at my knees 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 club with a black rider while Doc slept.

Doc and I were kissing on the dancing floor at the resort that Night."I love you,"I told him. He held me close. 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 Joseph Black man dancing with, I assume, his new St. Brigid.

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

Doc and I had sex that dark. He wasn't the low man I had sex with as a married woman.

The next day I saw the black guy and his Shirley Temple wife again. They were on the beach. I couldn't take my eyes off his big, muscular organic structure.

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

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

Doc and I were on the beach that night, petting, holding. I saw the disgraceful man approach, walk by us, and"accidentally"drop a piece of paper near me.

When we left, I grabbed it."room 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 two-piece or clothes. I left our room, hind end naked, and walked over to room 685 at 2am.

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

A match minutes later, he was easing his now au naturel body, into one of the hot tub scattered about the resort. It wasn't much dissimilar than this hot tub we're in now.

A minute later, no words exchanged, I was guiding his Brobdingnagian gumshoe, into my hungry pussy, straddling him - just like I'm straddling you.

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

"This ?"Harvey smiled, watching Marie flood tide on his shaft.

"Yes !"

"So how prospicient were you married at this point ?"William Harvey asked.

"After I came down from the coming, he asked me the Saami matter.'How long you been married ?'”

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

"Same for me. I've always loved ashen slit. 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. workplace that puss, baby. Ride that dick,"he said, gripping one of my asscheeks with his strong, dark hand.

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

We had sex until dawn. We met up again the next night at the same hot tub. We did this a calendar week straight. Doc and I left on the same day the bootleg man and his wife left. We even arrived at the airport the Same sentence. I managed to sneak off with him and take up his dick one utmost time.

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


-6-

"I had a electrocution desire - a mission of sorts. I needed black pecker. I wanted to use Doc's desire to pic me as an self-justification.

I went along with his friends a few months. He'd film me with them, I'd fake orgasms and so on. When Doc was deceased, I'd canary on his computer again and masturbate 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 find a jr. person than the older men he was filming me with. I first picked a white guy at a nightclub, acting really concerned, but made up an excuse that he couldn't do it.

Then my arcsecond option was a random pitch-black guy,"Ooh maybe him ?"I asked Doc innocently.

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

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

He fucked me so sound that dark. Not Doc, Terrence, Dame Ellen Terry, I can't retrieve his epithet.

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

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

"Oh the fateful guys ? Yeah, I guess,"I shrugged, playing it off."I guess it makes for a unspoilt video right ?"

"Absolutely. You have no melodic theme how sexy you look."

*****

"He's got a stage 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 cinema you with black men again ?"

"Yep. I won. I had a house, a wedding, clothing, and husband with an unusual voodoo - watching and filming me have sex with other men. Those men just so happened to be black. An added bonus."

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

"Oh please,"Marie rolled her eyes.

"Doc filmed you with dark men, how does this tie into the divorcement ?"

Marie took a deep breath and continued her tale.

*****

"Six class passed. Six years of marriage. Doc made so much money, I didn't have to work on. I spent my daylight, exercising, sitting out by the kitty, and having sex with Shirley Temple men.

Doc only knew about the XII or so regulars he filmed me with. There were many, many to a greater extent that I met.

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

Then things changed. Doc changed. I was perfectly glad with filming porn with black men for him. But he grew tired of it.

He stopped filming me with Negro men and with men in worldwide. We had sex more often, but there was something missing. A flicker, passion, chemistry.

On day, I was having sex on the frame, riding a black tool, cumming as usual, when Doc got home early.

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

I got off the Shirley Temple Black guy I was riding, his big rooster, popping out of my pussy when I stood.

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

"I created a lusus naturae,"he said.

"What ? No, Doc, listen I -"

"My late wife, years ago, was into being filmed. She loved it, got off on it. She's the one that asked me to start 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 mistake. I shouldn't have continued this juju. One thing led to another, it got out of handwriting. 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 good-for-nothing. You're much younger than me. You'll be ticket. But I need to move 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 nursing home to love me.

It was my break too. I was too very much in love with him. I went along with whatever perverse sexual fantasy he had. In the unconscious process I became addicted to a juju of my own - pitch blackness men.

He left. I cried, feeling horrible. I kicked the black guy out, and showered alone. I didn't see Doc again until tourist court. 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 former since. I heard a rumor from a sometime coworker, that he's dating a lovely honest-to-goodness charwoman. She's a higher-up at the hospital. I'm happy for him."


-7-

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

"I know. I turned out all right though. I'm here with you. We're all fine now."

"Your habituation though. Still hold it ?"

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

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

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

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

"Hi sweety !"Janet, Marie's mother appeared from the back up room access, naked and smiling.

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

Marie hugged her female parent."Thanks."

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

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

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

TJ was naked and waiting. The huge black man smiled as Marie undid her towel, letting it fall to the floor.

They gave one another a well-disposed candy kiss, she slid his putz in, and got to work.

"Mmm,"she moaned, resting her hands on his chest of drawers."I love it."

She closed her eyes, enjoying a wonderful treat of smutty cock.

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

Marie thanked him in her head for introducing her to interracial sex. While thing didn't turn out smashing, she was thankful to cause a supportive kin.

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 blackamoor turncock, just like her mother Janet. If she ever married again, she would consult with her about how to combine the thing she lusts after with the person she loved ; how to better accept her cake and eat it too.

The end .