wife tarradiddle : Marie

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

His 33-year-old buff came up for air, laughing at the older man. Marie ran her finger through her abruptly, blonde whisker, 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 headland, her tit dangling against his mouth.

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

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

When he was done, he held her, his turncock still inside her. She kissed his face 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-husband ?"

"You are so much dear than him."

"But I hardly do anything !"

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

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

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

"Oh goodness no ! harbour't seen or talked to him in like a year and a one-half,"Marie answered.

Harvey brought a bosom to his mouth, sucking on the erect 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 severalize us anything. I'd like to know."

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

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

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

"I'm an adult, much sometime than you, I think I can care it. assure me !"

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


-1-

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

He's around your age, maybe a twain years younger, and was a Doctor of the Church at the hospital near the University of Miami. After graduating from their breast feeding political platform, I found myself working on the same floor as him.

I was finishing up my nursing internship when I met him. I've always had a affair for sr. guys and he was so incredibly attractive. He reminded me of a doctor I'd see on those halting hospital drama TV appearance.

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 year ago, I still had some growing to do.

Long story short, we spoke, we spoke more than and More, we flirted, we flirted more and more, we dated. That of row, led to more geological dating, which led to sex. And more 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 right release. I'd stay the weekends with him in bed. I was tingling and cumming the intact time.

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

Within a brace months of meeting me, Doc was tying me up, spanking me, and whipping me. He'd put a choker around my neck during weekends, making me lick his balls, like a dog. He wouldn't let me wear underclothes to go or anywhere for that matter. I was his sex slave and I loved every minute of it."

*****

"Sounds naughty so far,"Harvey said.

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

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

"Mmm, maybe paddle me ?"

"Sure !"

"Anyway, continuing on. Doc fucked me - so much, so severe, 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 missy,"Harvey grabbed her ass under the hot water.

"Back on topic. By anything I meant fulfilling his asking. One of those petition, was that he augment my trunk - specifically my chest. I let him. Hence, why I have these big girls,"Marie grabbed her titmouse, then let them fall flat in Harvey's face.

"Another postulation was staying in contour. He ordered me to work out six sidereal day a week and keep to a exacting diet. I complied."

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

"Here's where matter began to unravel. Another postulation, or command, was that I pleasure his friend. He wanted to share me."

*****

"I was against it at first, but then he proposed to me, giving me a huge diamond tintinnabulation. 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 keep up weekend.

He bought me a new, sexy wearing apparel 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 hospital. Some were senior than him, some were immature. It was a effective innocent time.

After the event though, things got far less sinless.

One of his Quaker, a physician who was retiring soon, followed us home. Doc made me saltation for him at dwelling. He liquored me up and ordered me to strip for his booster. I did so. I ordered me to give him a lap dance. I did so. He ordered me to suck the old doc's prick. 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 friends.

Then it happened again the pursual weekend. Doc would watch me sit another friend.

It became a routine. Every weekend for several month, I was having sex, while Doc watched with other doctors, lawyers, and acquaintance of my soon-to-be husband. There were even a few weekends where he would broadcast me to detain with one of his admirer, to be used and fucked the entire meter.

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

Four calendar month before our wedding ceremony day the following year, Doc brought a camera into the mix. He filmed me. He directed me, he set up scenes, he set up shots. He would jack off and pass centering like I was his porn headliner. Looking over to him, while one of his booster was on top of me, I loved seeing him jack off while filming me. I could accept this part of him, I could embrace and pull in that everyone has voodoo and things that make them horny. observation and filming me with former men, apparently, was Doc's.

Two calendar month before our hymeneals day, he brought home a unlike coworker for me to stimulate sex with. A newer doctor, I had only seen a couple multiplication at the hospital. This changed everything. This led to the end of our marriage.

The doctor was black. His name was Marcus."


-2-

"I was blindfolded, Doc's petition, on all four-spot in our bedroom, waiting.

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

I heard a recondite representative quietly say"alright"and"uh huh."Then I heard a whang unbuckle, trouser unzip, clothing removed.

Doc chuckled and said"darn"somewhere behind me. I wasn't for sure what he was referring to, but when I felt a immense, heavy mass dry land on my lower rear, I was able to figure it out.

"Ok, great, ready ? Go !"Doc whispered, starting to movie 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 time, driving his big blackened peter into me once more, deeper than anyone, stretching me, hitting my g-spot. I climaxed.

There was a suspension, the two men no dubiety slightly confused. Marcus, balls deep in me, a quivering palpitation, livid woman, grabbed my waist and pulled out once more. I may get 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 never-ending orgasms, I rolled to my back, tore the blindfold off, and pulled Marcus down to me. I didn't get a chance to await over his dead body before my tongue invaded his mouth.

My legs locked around him, keeping him on and in me. I was kissing him passionately, moaning, my hired hand grabbing his nerve, keeping his mouth on mine.

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

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

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

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

We went on for hr. I rolled on top of Marcus and bounced up and down on his cock so gruelling and tight I thought our bed was going to dampen. I loved it, I needed it.

As dayspring 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 rest at his cock. I slowly, lovingly sucked all over the thing that gave me more pleasure than I ever experienced before.

Marcus was ready. He allowed himself to cum a few second later. My sass filled with ejaculate, 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 hands, the camera was side by side to him. It ran out of shelling power hr 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 while, then he kissed my forehead and left. I stayed au naturel and hopped in the shower bath. Smiling at the incredible night, Doc joined me.

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

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

"Yeah,"he said.

I could see something on his fount. I thought it might be letdown. Maybe he felt bad he couldn't net as long or hand such powerful orgasm. But I didn't care. I was headway over blackguard in erotic love for Doc. I figured he would never let me throw sex with Marcus again. I was ok with that.

He spoke up after a few minute with me in the exhibitor. What he said was the total opposite of what I was expecting and would be mulct with.

"I want you and Marcus to proceed doing it. I want to moving picture More of you and him,"Doc said.

"What ?"

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

"Uh, are you for certain ? I mean -"

"Yes."

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


-4-

William Harvey had to interrupt Marie's news report so he could grab her waistline and thrust upward into her. Her tits bounced in his face, the urine 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,"William Harvey replied, cupping her ass."Keep 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, sleep deprived, orgasmic meter of my life so far.

For the next calendar month, Doc and I rarely had sex. It was mostly Marcus and I with Doc filming until the battery died, then look on me and this total darkness man keep going.

A couple hebdomad into this, our sexual encounter changed. Marcus wouldn't just fuck my white pussy like he owned it, he'd make honey to me.

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

Doc would watch me worship that smuggled man's turncock. I covered it in my drool and made love life to it with my mouth, then my pussy.

I was in love with Doc, I was marrying him, but this inkiness pecker I was playing with for two week - I never felt so practically lust before.

Another two weeks passed, a month before the nuptials. Marcus carried me to the bathtub. I was too imperfect to walk.

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

Doc entered the bathroom, looking forlorn. He told me Marcus couldn't movie anymore. My eyes shot open, I did my well to obliterate my sadness."Oh. I see. Well, alright,"I faked a grin.

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

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

I rolled over and thought about him - his Black person cock. I made plans to have it in me again.

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

We slipped into a small conference room. I asked why he no longer wanted to film. He said his marriage was suffering and he needed to centre on it.

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

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

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

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

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

"We don't need to 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 scratch away from my thorax, revealing my big breast. Doc wouldn't earmark me to wear a bra either.

Marcus shook his caput, glancing over my bare breasts. He shut the doorway and approached me.

transactions later, he pinned me against the rampart in the small conference room. I was straddling him, he was pumping that big putz 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 board and kept going. We stared into each other's eyes with More fiery passionateness than I ever did with Doc. I felt no guilt trip, only pleasance as another sexual climax came over me.

"Fill me, fill me,"I said, wanting his seed inside my slit, instead of my stomach. I felt this would be the endure sentence 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 dress back on and left without saying goodbye.

I let out a soulful moan and smiled. There was a large kitty of seminal fluid on the mesa. I had to clean it before someone saw it. I did - with my mouth. I licked it up like a cat at a bowlful of milk.

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

*****

"Ahhh, child,"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 manus, and playfully dumped it on Harvey's head.

"You have no idea."


-5-

"The weeks dragged on. Doc filmed me with a few of colleagues once again. It was zero 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 black hammer in general. When I masturbated, I climaxed to thoughts of pitch blackness men taking me.

I also snuck on Doc's laptop when he fell asleep. I'd check on there for hour, again rest deprived, watching the videos he had of me and Marcus. I loved watching a black man study me.

Then on the day of the marriage ceremony -"

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

"Oh yes. My addiction - for lack of a proficient term - became fully realized.

There I was, in my hymeneals dress, on my knees, sucking the pecker of one of the sinister employees at the location. He was probably 18.

"Ah yeah, white kick,"he said, gripping my straits, messing up my hair.

I sucked him dry. He pulled his pants up, grabbed his hors d'work tray and left. I fixed my pilus, popped a breathing space tidy sum, and walked down the aisle to my husband.

As the reception was dying down, people were leaving, not as many couples dancing, I found the like employee cleaning off one of the tables. I winked at him.

He fucked me in the charwoman's public toilet. My wedding clothes was hiked up over my bare ass, and he was behind me.
He filled my puss with cum. I bent at my articulatio genus and it dripped out of me into the crapper bowlful.

On the plane, on our way to our honeymoon destination, I joined the mile-high nightspot with a melanize 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 sinister man dancing with, I assume, his new bride.

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

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

The succeeding day I saw the black guy and his pitch-dark 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 hands. We walked past them. He nodded at me. I saw him contain me out. I looked over my shoulder joint, he was grinning me.

Doc and I were on the beach that night, kissing, holding. I saw the black man approach path, walking by us, and"accidentally"drop a slice of newspaper publisher 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 dress. 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 fuss that I was nude. He put his arm around my waistline and we took a walk.

A couple minutes later, he was easing his now raw organic structure, into one of the hot tubs 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 shaft, into my thirsty pussy, straddling him - just like I'm straddling you.

After some snuggling, 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 climax on his hammer.

"Yes !"

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

"After I came down from the sexual climax, he asked me the same affair.'How long you been married ?'”

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

"Same for me. I've always loved white kitty-cat. 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 puss, baby. Ride that dick,"he said, gripping one of my asscheeks with his strong, mordant hand.

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

We had sex until break of the day. We met up again the side by side Night at the Lapplander 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 clip. I managed to sneak off with him and draw his cock one lowest time.

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


-6-

"I had a electrocution desire - a deputation of sort. I needed black cock. I wanted to use Doc's desire to film me as an excuse.

I went along with his friends a few month. He'd film me with them, I'd sham orgasms and so on. When Doc was asleep, I'd sneak on his computer again and fuck off to video of Marcus and me.

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

I took Doc with me, saying we could find a new person than the older men he was filming me with. I first picked a white guy at a night club, acting really concerned, but made up an self-justification that he couldn't do it.

Then my irregular choice 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 wing, yeah. It's ok, sweetie,"I said, traipsing off to the opprobrious guy in the club.

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

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

The next break of the day, I was washing off all the sweat and seminal fluid, when Doc joined me in the exhibitor. He grabbed by rear."You really get into it with them."

"Oh the Negro guys ? Yeah, I guess,"I shrugged, playing it off."I guess it makes for a good video recording right ?"

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

*****

"He's got a period 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 melanize, silly,"he smiled.

"Shut up,"Marie kissed him tenderly.

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

"Yep. I won. I had a mansion, a marriage, clothing, and husband with an unusual fetish - watching and filming me have sex with other men. Those men just so happened to be total darkness. An tot up bonus."

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

"Oh please,"Marie rolled her eyes.

"Doc filmed you with total darkness men, how does this tie into the divorce ?"

Marie took a cryptical breath and continued her tale.

*****

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

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

I'd go out clubbing with acquaintance and meet one. I'd go to the beach and foregather 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 happy with filming porn with black 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, interpersonal chemistry.

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

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

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

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

"I created a fiend,"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 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 affair led to another, it got out of mitt. 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 regretful. You're much younger than me. You'll be very well. But I need to strike on. I'm going, you can outride 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 house to fuck me.

It was my fracture too. I was too much in honey with him. I went along with whatever perverse sexual fantasy he had. In the physical process I became addicted to a juju of my own - Shirley Temple Black men.

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

We haven't spoken or see each other since. I heard a rumor from a sometime coworker, that he's dating a endearing older woman. She's a superordinate at the infirmary. I'm felicitous for him."


-7-

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

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

"Your habituation though. Still have it ?"

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

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

"Speaking of TJ,"Marie looked over her berm into the back bedchamber, 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 bombastic breasts, then hair.

"Hi sweety !"Janet, Marie's mother appeared from the backward 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 charge of your father 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 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 decrease to the story.

They gave one another a friendly buss, she slid his cock in, and got to work.

"Mmm,"she moaned, resting her bridge player on his dresser."I love it."

She closed her eyes, enjoying a grand treat of black hammer.

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

Marie thanked him in her mind for introducing her to mixed sex. While things didn't turn out great, she was thankful to have a supportive kinfolk.

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 consult with her about how to flux the affair she lusts after with the somebody she loved ; how to better have her bar and eat it too.

The end .