Wife floor : Marie

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

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

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

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

Harvey grabbed her waistline and motor-boated her white meat, causing Marie to giggle.

When he was done, he held her, his cock still inside her. She kissed his look tenderly.

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

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

"The best ?"

"Absolutely."

"Are you sure ?"the quondam man chuckled.

"I am."

"What about your ex ?"

"You are so much in effect than him."

"But I hardly do anything !"

"Still, you're exceptional 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 goodness no ! seaport't seen or talked to him in like a twelvemonth and a half,"Marie answered.

William Harvey brought a breast to his oral cavity, sucking on the raise pap."How did it end ?"

"The wedding ?"

"Yes. You never told us."

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

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

"promise you won't hate me. Or him for that matter ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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


-1-

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

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

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

I went out for a drink that night with a few other 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 years ago, I still had some growing to do.

Long story short, we spoke, we spoke More and more, we flirted, we flirted to a greater extent and Sir Thomas 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 vernal, not super feel biography.

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

Our sex life history evolved with our dear for each early. It was fiery, passionate, a whirlwind of ecstasy.

Within a pair off months of meeting me, Doc was tying me up, spanking me, and whipping me. He'd put a choker around my cervix during weekends, making me drub his balls, like a dog. He wouldn't let me wear underwear to turn or anywhere for that matter. I was his sex slave and I loved every min of it."

*****

"auditory sensation naughty so far,"William Harvey said.

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

Harvey laughed,"We're grownup, commemorate ? What am I going to do ?"

"Mmm, maybe spank me ?"

"Sure !"

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

"I see,"William 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 lady friend,"Harvey grabbed her ass under the hot water.

"spine on topic. By anything I meant fulfilling his requests. One of those request, was that he augment my body - specifically my titty. I let him. Hence, why I have these big girls,"Marie grabbed her titmouse, then let them flop in Harvey's face.

"Another request was staying in shape. He ordered me to work out six mean solar day a hebdomad and keep to a strict diet. I complied."

Harvey thrusted his articulatio coxae, driving his dick in further,"Yes, you look incredible."

"Here's where thing began to unravel. Another postulation, or statement, was that I pleasure his friends. He wanted to ploughshare me."

*****

"I was against it at 1st, but then he proposed to me, giving me a huge diamond ring. I said yes of course of study, then told him I was his to do whatever he wanted with. He hugged me and told me he was taking me out the following weekend.

He bought me a new, aphrodisiac dress and took me to some doctor's ball of some sort. He had me dancing with his coworkers. I knew some of them just by being at the infirmary. Some were senior than him, some were new. It was a practiced innocent time.

After the event though, things got far less sinless.

One of his protagonist, a doctor who was retiring soon, followed us family. Doc made me dance for him at home. He liquored me up and ordered me to rifle for his friend. I did so. I ordered me to give him a lap dance. I did so. He ordered me to blow the old doctor's shaft. 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 following weekend. Doc would determine me ride another friend.

It became a bit. Every weekend for several months, I was having sex, while Doc watched with other doctors, lawyer, and friend of my soon-to-be husband. There were even a few weekends where he would send me to stay with one of his champion, to be used and fucked the entire fourth dimension.

He didn't idea. 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 calendar month before our marriage ceremony day the be class, Doc brought a camera into the mix. He filmed me. He directed me, he set up picture, he set up scene. He would jack off and give focusing like I was his pornography star. Looking over to him, while one of his protagonist was on top of me, I loved seeing him jack up off while filming me. I could accept this part of him, I could sweep up and gain that everyone has hoodoo and things that make them horny. Watching and filming me with former men, apparently, was Doc's.

Two calendar month before our wedding day, he brought home a unlike coworker for me to feature sex with. A novel doctor, I had only seen a yoke times at the hospital. This changed everything. This led to the end of our marriage.

The doctor was bootleg. His gens was Marcus."


-2-

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

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

I heard a deep articulation quietly say"alright"and"uh huh."Then I heard a whang unbuckle, pants unzip, clothing removed.

Doc chuckled and said"damn"somewhere behind me. I wasn't sure what he was referring to, but when I felt a huge, heavy pile landed estate on my lower back, I was able to figure it out.

"Ok, bang-up, ready ? Go !"Doc whispered, starting to film the scene he set up.

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

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

Marcus repeated this a third gear fourth dimension, driving his big blackness cock into me once more, inscrutable than anyone, stretching me, hitting my g-spot. I climaxed.

There was a pause, the two men no doubt slightly confused. Marcus, balls deep in me, a quivering shaking, Theodore Harold White woman, grabbed my waist and pulled out once more. I may sustain 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 hour of near unvarying orgasms, I rolled to my back, tore the blindfold off, and pulled Marcus down to me. I didn't get a chance to look over his body before my tongue invaded his mouth.

My ramification locked around him, keeping him on and in me. I was kissing him passionately, moaning, my workforce grabbing his face, keeping his mouth on mine.

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

He propped himself up with his big, immense arms and continued his wonderful Assault on my pussycat. Never had I been fucked like that.

I completely forgot I was being filmed. I completely forgot I was engaged. I discharge 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 hard and debauched I thought our bed was going to smash. I loved it, I needed it.

As sunrise approached, I let out one final soulful moan as another sexual climax 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 consistence. I came to rest at his cock. I slowly, lovingly sucked all over the thing that gave me more joy than I ever experienced before.

Marcus was ready. He allowed himself to cum a few minutes later. My oral cavity filled with semen, I drank every bit of it.

When it was done, I glanced over to Doc. His mouth was hanging spread out, his turncock limp in his hands, the television camera was next to him. It ran out of battery exponent hours 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 spell, then he kissed my forehead and left. I stayed defenseless and hopped in the exhibitioner. Smiling at the incredible Night, Doc joined me.

I wrapped my blazonry 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 death as long or fall in such powerful orgasms. But I didn't care. I was head over heels in love for Doc. I figured he would never let me stimulate sex with Marcus again. I was ok with that.

He spoke up after a few hour with me in the rain shower. What he said was the total opposite of what I was expecting and would be amercement 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 rampantly and beautiful. You and Marcus."

"Uh, are you sure ? I mean -"

"Yes."

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


-4-

Harvey had to break up Marie's taradiddle so he could grab her waist and thrust upward into her. Her tits 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."livelihood going, I want to know more."

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

*****

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

For the succeeding month, Doc and I rarely had sex. It was mostly Marcus and I with Doc filming until the bombardment died, then watch out me and this black man keep going.

A couple weeks into this, our sexual encounters changed. Marcus wouldn't just fuck my whiteness kitty like he owned it, he'd make love to me.

We kissed more, we caressed more, there was far Thomas More foreplay. Doc got it all on pic too.

Doc would take in me worship that blackness man's hammer. I covered it in my drool and made dearest to it with my mouth, then my pussy.

I was in love with Doc, I was marrying him, but this Shirley Temple Black dick I was playing with for two weeks - I never felt so a great deal lust before.

Another two hebdomad passed, a calendar month before the wedding. Marcus carried me to the bathtub. I was too washy to take the air.

He gently placed me in the warmly water and left. I heard Marcus and Doc chatting outside the john. 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 picture show anymore. My eye shot open, I did my secure to veil my sorrowfulness."Oh. I see. Well, alright,"I faked a smile.

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

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

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

A twain days later at the infirmary, I made my way up to Marcus'floor. I said hello, smiled, and said I just wanted to talk to him.

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

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

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

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

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

"I can't picture show, sorry,"Marcus turned to leave. I had to think fast.

"We don't need to plastic film. 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 pectus, 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.

Minutes later, he pinned me against the rampart in the modest conference room. I was straddling him, he was pumping that big dick 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 group discussion mesa and kept going. We stared into each other's eyes with more fiery passion than I ever did with Doc. I felt no guilt, only pleasure as another orgasm came over me.

"filling me, fill me,"I said, wanting his seminal fluid inside my pussy, instead of my stomach. I felt this would be the last time I saw Marcus. I was right.

After he filled me to the brim, he pulled out of me. His cum pooled at my genitals, 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 pool of semen on the table. I had to strip it before someone saw it. I did - with my backtalk. I licked it up like a cat at a roll of milk.

I was worried about the wet blot of semen on my scrubs the rest of the day. Luckily, they were dark in color - dark how I was starting to prefer my color of cock."

*****

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

Marie laughed, feeling the aged man's dick twitch inside her. She gathered up some hot piddle with her handwriting, and playfully dumped it on Harvey's head.

"You have no idea."


-5-

"The workweek dragged on. Doc filmed me with a few of fellow once again. It was zippo particular. I faked the orgasms.

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

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

I also snuck on Doc's laptop when he fell asleep. I'd arrest on there for hour, again sleep deprived, watching the video recording he had of me and Marcus. I loved watching a black man necessitate me.

Then on the day of the wedding -"

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

"Oh yes. My dependence - for deficiency of a serious term - became fully realized.

There I was, in my wedding dress, on my human knee, sucking the peter of one of the total darkness employees at the location. He was probably 18.

"Ah yeah, white gripe,"he said, gripping my head word, messing up my hair.

I sucked him dry. He pulled his trouser up, grabbed his hors d'work tray and left. I fixed my haircloth, popped a intimation mountain, and walked down the aisle to my husband.

As the reception was dying down, the great unwashed were leaving, not as many span dancing, I found the same employee cleaning off one of the tabular array. I winked at him.

He fucked me in the women's restroom. My wedding party clothes was hiked up over my desolate ass, and he was behind me.
He filled my pussy with cum. I bent at my knees and it dripped out of me into the stool bowl.

On the aeroplane, on our way to our honeymoon terminus, I joined the mile-high night club with a black passenger while Doc slept.

Doc and I were kissing on the dance 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 pitch-black man dancing with, I assume, his new bride.

"Sure,"Doc smiled, holding me faithful. I watched the black man dance, his hand on his married woman's butt.

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

The adjacent day I saw the black guy and his contraband wife again. They were on the beach. I couldn't take my eyes 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 night. Doc and I were walking around the resort holding custody. 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, kissing, holding. I saw the black man approach, walk by us, and"accidentally"drib 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 bikini or apparel. I left our room, butt naked, and walked over to room 685 at 2am.

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

A couple instant later, he was easing his now naked consistence, into one of the hot tubful 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 huge dick, into my hungry slit, straddling him - just like I'm straddling you.

After some kissing, a moment 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 ?"Harvey smiled, watching Marie orgasm on his pecker.

"Yes !"

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

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

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

"Same for me. I've always loved blank 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. piece of work that pussy, baby. Ride that shaft,"he said, gripping one of my asscheeks with his hard, calamitous hired man.

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

We had sex until first light. We met up again the next night at the same hot tub. We did this a week straight. Doc and I left on the same day the black man and his married woman left. We even arrived at the aerodrome the same time. I managed to hook off with him and take up his cock one stopping point time.

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


-6-

"I had a burn desire - a mission of sorts. I needed black rooster. I wanted to use Doc's desire to film me as an excuse.

I went along with his friends a few calendar month. He'd photographic film me with them, I'd fake orgasms and so on. When Doc was numb, I'd sneak on his computer again and masturbate to videos of Marcus and me.

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

I took Doc with me, saying we could regain a jr. person than the aged men he was filming me with. I first picked a Edward White guy at a nightclub, acting really concerned, but made up an apology that he couldn't do it.

Then my second base choice was a random Shirley Temple 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 opprobrious guy in the club.

He fucked me so good that Nox. Not Doc, Terrence, Terry, I can't think back his name.

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

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

"Oh the black hombre ? Yeah, I guess,"I shrugged, playing it off."I guess it makes for a near video recording right ?"

"Absolutely. You have no theme how aphrodisiacal you look."

*****

"He's got a stage there,"William Harvey said, thrusting up once more.

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

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

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

"Shut up,"Marie kissed him tenderly.

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

"Yep. I won. I had a theatre, a marriage, clothing, and hubby with an strange fetish - watching and filming me have sex with other men. Those men just so happened to be black. An added bonus."

"Alright. I'm getting wear out. I'm old, call back ?"

"Oh please,"Marie rolled her eyes.

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

Marie took a thick breath and continued her tale.

*****

"Six years passed. Six years of marriage. Doc made so a good deal money, I didn't have to work. I spent my days, exercising, sitting out by the pocket billiards, and having sex with black men.

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

I'd go out clubbing with friends and fit one. I'd go to the beach and get together one. During the day, while Doc was at piece of work, I was in bed with them. There were so many.

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

He stopped filming me with black men and with men in general. We had sex more often, but there was something missing. A spark, passion, chemical science.

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

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

I got off the blacken guy I was riding, his big prick, popping out of my slit when I stood.

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

"I created a monster,"he said.

"What ? No, Doc, listen I -"

"My old married woman, class 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 fault. I shouldn't have continued this fetish. One thing 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 distressing. You're much younger than me. You'll be fine. But I need to move on. I'm departure, you can outride here. But it's over."

I didn't know what to say. He was right. He created a behemoth - me. It happened the irregular he brought Marcus household to fuck me.

It was my geological fault too. I was too much in erotic love with him. I went along with whatever perverse sexual fantasy he had. In the mental process I became addicted to a hoodoo of my own - black 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 hearsay from a quondam coworker, that he's dating a lovely older woman. 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 putz still inside.

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

"Your addiction though. Still cause it ?"

"Not as much. Since I have you now. But every once in a piece 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,"William Harvey said.

"speechmaking 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, Harvey's cock sliding of out of her. She grabbed a towel, rubbing her expectant knocker, then hair.

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

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

Marie hugged her mother."Thanks."

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

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

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

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

They gave one another a friendly kiss, she slid his cock in, and got to figure out.

"Mmm,"she moaned, resting her handwriting on his chest."I love it."

She closed her eyes, enjoying a marvelous dainty of black cock.

She bit her tooshie 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 mixed sex. While affair didn't turn out great, she was thankful to have 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 lightlessness 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 soul she loved ; how to better let her bar and eat it too.

The end .