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"Marie's Confession" (m/f, m/f, cons, true) 


WARNING: LITERARY COP-OUT: Marie likes this description from
"Introduction", so we're using it again. 


       Marie and I have been married for two years, after being
together for almost four before that...on and off.  We love each other
totally, and our lust for each other has not diminished at all in this
time, though it's been, uh, redirected occasionally, if you know what
I mean.  More on that in later stories.  I should introduce us.  I'm
27, a graduate student in the social sciences and have been moderately
successful in the music industry as well.  I'm about 5'10, 170 lbs,
with short blond hair and blue eyes.   For the past 6 years I have
worked summers as a bike messenger, so I'm in pretty good shape, with
a fairly thick  7" tool to my credit.  I'm straight hetero, though I
tried being bi-that's how I know now.  But hey, who CARES about
me...you're here for her.  Marie is 26 and truly beautiful.  Men (and
women) notice her face first, with high cheekbones, a wide, smiling
mouth, and big hazel eyes.  She has blond hair halfway down her back
which she always wears loose and slightly curly.  She's 5'9, 140 lbs.,
and 38C- 27-38.  Her breasts are soft and full, nicely shaped but not
particulary firm, which is an asset in bed...she likes to be fucked
very hard, and her tits bob appealingly when she's being slammed on
her back, while they flop around wildly if she's on her hands and
knees--her favorite.  Her nipples are the best- large and dark, the
aureoles the size of a dollar coin, and showing even through
sweatshirts.  Marie's stomach is a bit soft, but I like that.  Her ass
is very well shaped, neither flat nor flabby, and her legs are quite
long and well muscled.  She has a beautiful cunt--she keeps it very
neatly trimmed, with a small delta of dark hair over a mostly bare
slit.  Her labia are very large and protruding, and her clit is the
size of the tip of my first finger.    When she is relaxed, I can
easily fit four fingers inside her (she won't settle for less than
three!), and her puss makes loud squishing noises when you fuck her.
Of course, Marie can also tighten herself up like any 18-year old to
milk my come out once she's had her orgasm.  Sexually, she has few
limits--she loves anal, and her ass is as open as many younger girls'
pussies.  Her sweet mouth is always ready for a blast of sperm, which
Marie swallws with relish.  She loves to masturbate in the shower or
in bed, with me watching, sometimes using her vibrator to plow her
deep loose cunt while she rubs her clit.  Most of all, Marie loves
being penetrated-in her cunt or her ass, by fingers, cocks, or
anything.  She rarely comes unless one of her holes is being filled,
and even when she masturbates she slides three fingers into her gooey
puss.  


       Before Marie and I were married, we didn't have the most stable
relationship--we would be together for a few months, fight about
something stupid, break up for a few weeks, get back together.  One
time Marie decided she was gay--that lasted all of three weeks, but
there'll be a story about it--and another time I fucked the singer in
this other band I was recording with, or something like that.  Anyway,
about four years ago we had broken up for about six weeks.  It was the
usual stupid thing-I had said I wouldn't go on tour, and I did, and
Marie was hanging out with a bunch of assholes from the small town
she's from, people who drink beer out of cans voluntarily and drive
pickups and major in accounting, and trying too hard to be a party
person...that kind of shit.  My band had been on the road for part of
that, so I wasn't exactly sexually deprived (hint for independent
musicians--being in a band does not get you laid.  Having pot,
especially in places where it's $100 a quarter, gets you laid.  Sad
but true.), but when I came back I ran into Marie at the bar the first
night, and we talked and had a good cry and got back together, and of
course, immediately resumed our sex life.


       It was late summer, and Marie was wearing cutoffs, about
mid-thigh but tight, that showed off her trim thighs and shapely ass.
She had on a loose white denim shirt, open a good way, with a sports
bra under it.  Her long dark blonde hair was a bit "bigger" than
usual, and she was more made up than I was used to.  She looked very
hot, and it looked like she'd come to the place with a couple of guys
I sort of knew because they were in another band.  My first thought
was, "Has she been fucking anyone else?"  It bothered me a little at
first, but then I realized I kind of liked the idea, especially once
it was pretty obvious we were back together a few pints later.
Anyway, I knew it was pretty unlikely-while she was a pretty heavy
flirt sometimes, I knew she'd only had sex with four guys (and two
girls) since she was eighteen (she was 22 at the time), and since we
knew each other's best friends, it was hard to hide stuff like that.



       Compared to the description I gave at the beginning, Marie was
about ten pounds lighter at this point-her tummy was a little firmer
and her tits were a little smaller.  Her pussy was a bit tighter than
it is now, but she wasn't quite as skilled with it, and she was
usually so eager to get fucked that she'd only suck a cock to stiffen
it up.  Up to this point she hadn't been as interested in shaving her
pussy as she is now, and her pubic hair covered her whole pussy though
her triangle was small and neat.  


       So we had a few drinks, decided the band was terrible and it
was time to leave.  She didn't say goodbye to the guys she'd come
with, which gave me a shallow pleasure.  When we got into my car Marie
kissed me hard, open- mouthed, with her tongue snaking towards my
throat.  "My place," she said, breathlessly brushing her long hair
back from her forehead.  When we got in the door of her apartment she
quite literally dragged me towards the bedroom and pushed me down onto
the bed.  The moon and streetlights made it sort of a half- light
inside, and Marie stood in front of me by the bed and stripped, not
extravagantly but deliberately, first her shirt, then her shorts,
showing off high- cut black panties matching the bra she wore, neither
of which I had seen before.  She pulled the bra up, exposing her round
soft tits, and slid her hands up her sides to squeeze her breasts with
a purr of contentment.  Then she turned around and slipped down her
panties, stepping out of them, and I took the opportunity to lose my
shirt.  Her ass looked nice and firm, slightly longer than it is wide,
smooth and taut.  Then she turned around and crawled into my lap.  I
reached between her thighs with one hand and found a surprise-except
for her small delta, Marie's puss was totally hairless, smooth and
soft.  She'd never done that before.  She chuckled huskily.  "You like
that?"  "Oh, yeah," I replied, fingering the wet slit and tugging on
her prominent clit with my thumb and finger, making her gasp slightly.
"Me, too."  She pressed her hands on my shoulders, laying me down on
the bed, and yanked down my cutoffs, fumbling with the belt.  Finding
me hard, she immediately moved to get on and ride my cock, but I had
other ideas.  I put my hands on her hips and pulled her up my body.
Marie quickly understood and scrambled up to straddle my face.  Her
newly hairless cunt was a delight-her large labia, prominent clit, and
open hole had always made her great to go down on, and now all of her
fleshy girl parts were pink and unobstructed  Oh yeah, this was a good
thing.  Marie's pussy settled over my face and I licked at her clit
first, teasing it out from under its little hood first and then
feeling it tuck back inside as she got more excited.  Her thighs were
starting to quiver as I pulled her hips up slightly so I could thrust
my tongue up into her very wet hole.  This penetration made Marie
squeal and wriggle, driving her hips down further.  Then she suddenly
scooted down to straddle me.  Taking my shaft in her hand, she settled
the head into the moist embrace of her hole, then drove her hips down.


       It felt so good to be buried in Marie's soft pussy again.  I
knew how much she liked to be fucked like this, starting out sitting
upright, her tits bobbing as she rode, then lowering her torso,
leaning forward, so I could take her perfect nipples in my mouth.  In
this position I raise my hips a little so that Marie is basically
getting it doggy-style, but she's still on top.  "Faster!  Fast!" she
whimpered, and I reached back and held onto her taut ass cheeks as I
obeyed, driving into her hard and fast, her tits bobbing in my face.
Marie came suddenly as she sometimes does, suddenly freezing in place
with a burst of breath through clenched teeth, and then her thighs
trembling uncontrollably, her pussy ripples its muscles and lets loose
a rush of wetness.  I was surprised to find myself coming almost
immediately after, emptying my sperm into the depths of Marie's hot
cunt.


       We lay there for a while, touching, telling her weird tour
stories, listening to her story about her new lousy nanny job, and
catching up on lost time.  I dozed for a little bit.  Early in the
morning, just before dawn, Marie woke me up by stroking my cock.  I
looked down.  She had kicked the sheets off and was masturbating
herself, her hips rising to meet her hand.  Her eyes were bright and
her lips slightly parted, and I knew what she wanted.  I got in
between her thighs as she pulled a couple of pillows under her back,
so that she was semi-sitting.  Without any preliminaries, she worked
my semi-hard cock into her cunt, where I quickly expanded to my full
size.  Her newly shaved pussy looked lovely, her loose pink lips
stroking the shaft, and felt even better.  We both love how it feels
"the second time", and Marie tries not to go to the bathroom or clean
herself out if she thinks we'll fuck again soon.  This has sparked a
few fantasies, let me tell you.   I held myself up on my arms, so that
we were only touching at our hips, Marie's cunt making moist sucking
sounds as I slid back and forth.  She felt close and warm, but not
tight, and there was a sort of gooey slimy feeling, obviously from my
come a little earlier, that was really getting me off.  Marie was
working her hips slightly, but mostly she was just leaning back and
enjoying being fucked, letting me do the work this time.   Her eyes
were closed and she had a slight smile, occasionally licking her lips
or giving a faint moan.  Her tits were sloping down her chest, swaying
slightly when she moved.  In the time we had been together so far,
Marie had gone from a 34B to a 36C (38 now), and now looked full and
womanly, especially with her lovely nipples.  They were without a
doubt the best I had ever seen or tasted.   I was totally tripping on
Marie, the feel and the look of her, my world focusing down to her
pussy and her face...


       Then I suddenly realized Marie was very still, and had opened
her eyes, fixing me with a strange amused look.  I felt a little
squeeze of her pussy muscles, something she was just learning to do
well.


       "Can I ask you something?" Marie was very still, and had a
strange expression.  Sometimes, sex carries her away, and she gets
very odd ideas, some sexual, some not.  I figured this was one of
those times.  I stopped moving too, leaving my cock planted halfway
into her warm puss.  Glancing down, I saw she was absolutely shining,
soaking wet, a little dark spot forming on the sheets.  "Go ahead," I
whispered, kissing her hairline and then pulling back to look in her
eyes.  She got a wicked smile, and I got the sense she had just
crossed some kind of bridge in her mind.  "What would you say if. . .
?" Marie settled her hands behind my neck.  We were still only
touching at our thighs and our join.  Her voice lowered, and had a
sudden confidence, but still just above a whisper.


       "What would you say if I told you I had a cock in my pussy last
night?"  My brain kind of choked on that one...maybe it was true,
maybe she was just wondering what I'd say...


       "Well...did you?"  I was trying to stay cool, but this was
bringing up a whole rush of weirdness and I think my voice quavered a
bit.  Marie cocked her head slightly and licked her lips.


       "Uh-huh.  Right here.  In this bed." Her voice was slow and
deliberate.  "And in my mouth, too.  I sucked it, and I took it in my
pussy, and and it came inside me."  My first crazy thought was 'did
she change the sheets?' which I knew she would have, she's weird like
that.  "What do you think about that?" she said.  There was a big
silence there.  Then I realized what was going through my head.  Marie
as a sexual being, the thought of Marie just fucking, not fucking me,
thinking about her body doing all its wonderful things, her nipples
getting hard, her thighs sweating, her mouth working on a thick tool,
her pouty labia getting all puffed and swelled, her soft wet sex
stroking a hard cock, was making me so totally turned on I barely
realized what was happening.  "And I got my pussy eaten a little bit,
too.  I laid right here last night and had sperm pumping into my
cunt."  She never said cunt, referring to hers, unless she was totally
turned on .  I could tell from the tenseness of her body that she was.
All this pretty much made my mind up for me.


       I thrust my hips forward, ramming my tool into Marie's slick
dripping sex, and I felt her legs lift up behind my back.  I felt a
low, subsonic groan deep in her throat.  "I think maybe you'd better
tell me all about it," I said, and kissed her hard and deep.  We
stayed like that, me fucking her slow and deep as she lay still and
told me the story.  She'd been at a bar, not one of the ones I'd go
to.  She was with a couple friends, girls, and they got her very drunk
and sort of steered her towards this guy who'd been looking at her.
She didn't describe him at all, and claimed she wasn't even completely
sure she remembered his name.  She said he'd driven her back here,
felt up her thigh in the car, and a combination of vodka and
deprivation made her decide to bring him up.  The setting established,
Marie seemed to loosen up and get into it, the words flowing in short
bursts, slower when she got to a really explicit part, her hips
thrusting to make points 


       "We didn't say anything at all.  I got in the door and grabbed
his crotch.  He was hard already, so I got down on my knees right
there in the hall and took him out.  He was a little longer than you,
but thinner, he didn't fill up my throat as much.  He stepped out of
his jeans and I got my shirt off and sort of pulled my tits out of my
bra and squeezed them while I sucked him.  He pulled me up and we got
into the bedroom.  He kissed me a little but I just wanted to get at
it.  I stripped like I did for you tonight and he took off his shirt.
I stood by the bed and told him to lick me, and he did, mostly on my
clit but a little in my hole.  He fingered me and I was really really
wet, and he had two fingers in me, but he wasn't moving them.   Just
licking me.  Then I got on the bed on my hands and knees and he got
behind me and put it in.  I was really relaxed, and drunk, so I didn't
squeeze him, so I think I was kind of loose...I could hear my pussy
squishing.  My breasts were hanging down and bouncing, and I told him
to fuck me faster so he really started to slam me.  I looked over in
the mirror and I felt like such a slut,  I pretended for a minute that
he was paying me for my cunt and my mouth.  I turned around and took
him in my mouth again, and tasted my pussy on him, and my pussy just
felt so empty I laid down on my back and spread my legs really wide.
He started to fuck me again,  really hard and fast, I knew my breasts
would be bouncing on my chest and I felt really slutty again.  I
reached down and started rubbing my clit and sort of came a little
bit.  He stopped, I think because he could feel my pussy moving."


       She paused.  Marie was glistening with sweat now.  She had a
big smile.  I was thinking mostly about her pussy being filled and
getting hot and wet and coming, doing little fluttery squeezes on the
cock inside her.  Then she sort of laughed.  "Now it gets weird...  " 


       "How?" I asked.  The part about being paid for her cunt and
mouth was a totally new one on me, and I had never heard her say
'slut' before, except as an insult.  I was so turned on, I was glad
I'd come once already tonight or I would have blown it long ago.


       " I guess I passed out..." She started to speak slowly and
sensually.  "I woke up, at, like, four, maybe an hour later.  I was
still naked, laying on top of the sheets.  I was starting to sober up,
and it all came back to me, getting fucked hard and fast.  He was
gone.  I reached down between my legs and I was wet...I realized it
was all come.  There was come dribbling out of my pussy.  I felt all
full and slimy.  He'd kept on fucking me and come in my pussy, more
come than I knew there could be.  I put a finger inside myself and I
was totally full of  sperm.  I stood up and went to the bathroom, and
it started to dribble down my thigh.  I got in the bathroom and was
going to clean myself out, but I looked in the mirror and I looked so
sexy...my hair was all messy, my makeup was half off,  my pubic hair
was all coated, and I had come on the inside of my legs.  I started to
finger myself right there, and I came really hard in about a minute.
Then I got in the shower, and cleaned all the come out of my cunt, and
then I made myself come again wth the shower head."  I thought about
that.  I'd watched her do it before.  The idea of Marie, doing it
after having been fucked, after having her unconscious body filled
with come because her pussy was just too good to leave, was just too
good.  It suddenly rushed out of me, and I shoved my cock deep into
Marie, shooting my load into her sex, the second come she'd taken that
night...and the third in two nights, I thought deliriously.  The idea
of Marie as this tremendously sexual creature, not just to me but in
her own right, was filling my brain, and the thought that this very
same pussy had been enjoyed last night by another cock, spread and
fucked and filled with come, drove me wild.  


       We sort of fell over sideways, and I slipped out of her.  She
reached down and touched herself, bringing her glistening fingers up
to her mouth.  We talked for a while, about how she'd woke up in a
terrific mood this morning and decided on an impulse to shave her
pussy.  I'm glad I was the first to get that.  Marie said she wanted
to tell me...in a more conventional fashion...  because she thought I
should know, but then she got really strangely turned on by the idea
of telling me like that, and giving me the story, and she couldn't
resist.  Later, I reciprocated by telling her a very nasty story about
a girl I'd had on tour, and she fingered herself to another orgasm.


       The whole episode got me thinking about fantasies, real life,
etc., and how the brain is the most important sex organ...blah blah.
I'm sure what you all want to know is does she still sleep around, and
the answer is definitely no...some fantasies are best left that way.
But boy, they can be great...






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