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Ms. Marca: Part 1 My youth
by Ms. Marca (marca40dd@aol.com)

***

This is a story about my life and my wild and wicked 
ways. This is about me, just a part of my life! (M+F, 
exh, voy, 1st, oral)

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A CREATURE OF SEX

My name is Marca I’m 5 feet 10 inches tall and with 
high heels; depending on the shoe you can add another 
three to six inches to my magnificent frame and I can 
make a guy feel useless. I weigh in at around, 130 
pounds that perfectly fit my body from head to toe. I 
have very long and shapely legs that are a golden brown 
leading up to my nice rounded 38 inch hips. My 23 inch 
waist tapers with my flat stomach leading up to a most 
wonderful set of lungs. My breast are rounded and a 
size 40DD that are creamy golden brown contrasting 
against my darker large silver dollar size shaped 
areolas nipples that top off my firm round globs that 
are on the upward slope of my breasts. 

My face is long and the eyes are dark widely spaced, 
with a touch of dark emerald sparkle. My nose had the 
classic shape of a European beauties, yes I had the 
hump took out, the damn thing better be perfect.

My mouth is wide and perfectly symmetrical for my face. 
With full sensuous lips and just the hint of dimples at 
the end of my mouth that manufacture a large smile that 
show my bright pearly white’s. The hair for the most 
part is a raven black color with a gentle natural curl, 
and it hung so it barely grazed my breast and about a 
third down my back. 

Being a tall woman that has developed a body to match 
the height my facial features are, as one horny old 
fart told me, your face is a work of art it is an 
independently lovely feature from all other females. 
Whatever that means but it sounded nice. Some men look 
at me and say I’m large, big women, that may be big to 
a guy who is 5’ 6" 120#. My face is long and the eyes 
are dark widely spaced, with a touch of dark emerald 
sparkle. I noticed the eyes of nearly every man on me 
when I walk into a room as they focus on my body. My 
nose had the classic shape of a European beauties, yes 
I had the hump took out, the damn thing better be 
perfect.

My mouth is wide and perfectly symmetrical for my face. 
With full sensuous lips and just the hint of dimples at 
the end of my mouth that manufacture a large smile that 
show my bright pearly white’s. My smile reflects my own 
happiness as well as radiated joy for those around me 
to receive. The hair for the most part is a raven black 
color with a gentle natural curl, and it hung so it 
barely grazed my breast and about a third down my back. 

My eyebrows and eyelashes are outlined so artfully that 
they could have been professionally applied. In fact, 
my entire face is so perfectly made up that most people 
think I could have come directly from the makeup room 
at a movie studio. It is easy to understand since I was 
a model for over10 years. You learn a lot of the tricks 
when you have some one make you up 3 or 4 times a week. 
I have been told that my body is a perfect 10. My 
grandfather called me a tall or long drink of water 
when I was teen, but that helped to give me a long 
waste and be pencil-thin from my abdomen to my firm, 
proud breasts. One of the other features I have, and 
something to be proud of is my set of fun bags that 
seem to be the center of the universe when I wear the 
right top. My nipples have that silver dollar size to 
them they stand at attention whenever I become aroused. 
My small waist makes my breast seem much larger than 
one would think, but it make the framed shaped tits 
above and my tight protruding ass below give me that 
hour and a half glass look. 


My legs had that muscle tone and shape of a Vegas 
showgirl, and they are long in proportion to my height. 
One nice gentleman told me once that I had legs that 
ran all the way from the floor to heaven. Yes; and all 
men are dying to get into heaven. My arms are thin and 
shapely, and they moved gracefully when I walk, I 
always give that runway walk when I know men are 
looking, make my hips swing to emphasize the good 
things in life. 

As a teen that was developed way beyond my years I had 
no trouble getting a date as young as 13, I was asked 
out more than once but my mother and father said no 
till I was 16. At 15 they let me double date as long as 
I was with a girl that they knew of and had contact 
with her mother and father. That was still no fun 
because I had to be home at 11 and no week night dates. 

But like all fast thinking females will do, I soon got 
around that problem. We would all 4 go parking at the 
nearest lover’s lane and do our thing most of the time 
the front seat and or back seat was your love nest of 
choice. This was when I perfected the art of oral sex, 
you know like giving a blow job; sucking the sausages, 
gabbling the gabbler, eats the ice cream. Whatever you 
want to call it I was learning a skill that I still use 
today and that early training has made me one hell of a 
cock sucker. 

It didn’t take long until I had a following of young 
studs that were standing in line for a date, lets put 
it this way by the time I was ready to have a date on 
my own I was never without a date. Don’t ask me what is 
on TV on Friday or Saturday night. In fact I don’t 
remember seeing that much TV from the time I was 16 
until I got married at 28. My first blow job I gave 
happen when I was 14. Let’s return to those days of 
long ago, will 20 years can be a life time if you had 
as much sex as I have, and ride with...


MS. MARCA
Adventuress Woman of Sex
My teen years Part 1


Chapter 1



The first time I saw anyone having sex was my mother 
and father. I was 10 and it was in the summer, I had 
waked one night to the sound of someone moaning and 
breathing hard. It seems that their bedroom door had 
open during the night; more than likely mother came to 
see if I was a sleep before getting it on with dad, and 
didn’t close the door all the way when she went back 
in. As I sat up in bed listening to the sound, Oh 
that’s my mother something must be wrong, I got up went 
to their room and looked in to see mother on top of dad 
riding him for all he was worth, moaning telling him 
how good it was. They had a night light by the bed, not 
enough light to see much, but enough to see she was 
enjoying it.

A few days later I ask mother about sex, we had our 
talk and I ask for more details about having a man 
inside you. Mother had this out look when it came to 
telling me about sex as long as I was asking question I 
was learning and she wanted me to learn it from her not 
some girl my age who might tell me something that was 
not true. I remember her saying.

"Marca sex with a man can be the most wonderful thing 
in the world if it is done right, and you have every 
right to enjoy it as much as he does. Remember the more 
you give the more he will give back!"

My mother was a very wise lady; she was also a very 
horny lady. When I was 12 I came home from school early 
one day. I had for got to tell her that this was one of 
those half day for school, teacher work shop or 
something after 1PM. I came in the backdoor and before 
I called out Mom I’m home I heard the sound of her and 
father talking in the bedroom. Hey dad got in town 2 
days ahead of his schedule, great we can go out to eat 
tonight. As I went to my room trying not to disturb 
them, something mother and I had talked about she 
knowing that I knew they had sex and how she told me 
she enjoyed it as much as my father, I should be so 
lucky someday to get to know that feeling. 
As I got to my bedroom door I heard mother call out "Oh 
Ray we can’t do this my daughter might be home soon, 
not here anywhere but my bedroom!" Oh Ray, Oh my God 
Ray that is all you ... oh me!"

First of all my father is not named Ray, Ray was the 
guy who did work for us from time to time, whenever we 
needed something fix. Mr. Fix it was about to start 
fixing mother! I looked in;

Ray was 10 or 12 years younger than mother he had to be 
25. He had an athletic build, with thick hair on his 
chest and belly. "You got a beautiful body," he smiled 
at her. "I guess you're kind of nervous right now 
though, but there's no need. Heck, I will start doing 
the work, later it might take me the rest of the week 
or until your husband gets back in town!" So you just 
lie back and relax and let’s see how much you like it!" 

My God is this rape? Mother sat woodenly for a moment, 
and then just pushed herself back to stretch out on the 
bed. When he pulled off his shorts, grinning at her, 
his half-erect penis looked much larger than what I had 
seen of dad the 2 times I had seem him. Once when I 
walked in on him taking a shower and the other time 
when I walked in on him in the bedroom as he was 
getting dressed. Both times he was not erect, so I had 
no idea about the thing getting that way first hand, 
only a few pictures I had seen.

As boldly and easily as if he'd known her all his life, 
he sat and ran one hand up the inside of Mother's leg. 
He kept stroking her leg and talking to her in that 
easy way, then after a minute or so, she lifted one 
knee a little bit and let her legs open more. He 
grinned even wider and cupped his hand over her pubic 
mount. It looked as if he was working his finger in her 
and she stiffened a little, closing her eyes. He kept 
fingering her and after a while, she sighed. 

"Well there," he said amicably, "I do believe you're 
getting a little horny now." Then I realized exactly 
what he was doing: He was not going to rape her she was 
wanting this just like he wanted her. He got up onto 
the bed and knelt between her legs, his penis now 
standing up next to his stomach, this I guess is what 
they call "A completely erect penis!" 

He took her hand, put it on his cock and held it there. 
"Well, hell, it not going to bite you, Baby" he 
chuckled... "It's okay. Get acquainted with it some." I 
tried to look away, but I was getting excited as was my 
mother, but I could see she was not embarrassed as I 
was. I still remember her grasping that rigid, wicked 
looking thing when he took his hand away. She could 
hardly get her fingers around it. 

"Go on," he prompted and she hesitantly stroked it. 
"You can do it better than that," he chided. Wetting 
her palm with her tongue she grasped it again and took 
longer strokes. "That's the way," Ray said in a soft, 
purring tone, "get it nice and hard for your hot 
pussy." 

A minute later, he said, "I'm about ready, how 'bout 
you?" 

She stopped stroking him and then nodded. "Okay, here 
we go, Honey. Put it where it belongs and let's enjoy 
ourselves." He slowly lowered onto her. She cocked her 
knees back as she guided his erection to her, only 
making a slight sound of... oh yes... as he slowly 
pushed into her. He seemed to take an awfully long 
time, riding her with long, slow strokes. 

She lay stiff under him but before he was done, mother 
was breathing in little grunts as he rocked away at her 
pussy. At one point, she drew her knees up higher and 
rested her heels on his butt. Her face was flushed and 
she was holding him tightly by the waist, moving with 
him as he screwed her. 

"Come... on... Baby," he urged. "Let it out!" 

Just as he came, she expelled a long "Oh God yes, yes, 
oh yes, so good!" and lifted up to meet him. 

I slipped back out of my house and ran as fast as I 
could to my girl friends house to wait for 4 PM to roll 
around so I could go home and act like I had not seen 
anything. A few weeks later I asked my mother if it was 
alright to have sex with someone when you love a 
different person. The look she gave said it all. Does 
Marca know I fuck other men! 

"Marca the right answer is no, but that is a question 
that each of us must answer in our own way. Someday you 
will face the same question, just think about it before 
you act, remember who might get hurt when it is all 
over." Mother and I never had anymore chats about sex 
after that, I think she knew I was growing up in my 
mind, hell I had a body of an 18 year old when I was 
14.

At the age of 14 plus 3 months and 6 days I had my 
first sex act. Yes we girls remember these little 
things. Summer vacation had just started and I was out 
riding my bike around the streets in the vicinity of 
our house when a guy came along in a Van and stops and 
asks where 3305 Emerson was, shit that was our house. 

I made some remark; we got to talking and I saw he was 
cute. Totally cute in fact - despite being, as I 
discovered later, almost over the hill old; like 27 is 
old! His name was Bob. I'd never had a boyfriend though 
I'd boasted at school I had, even had a bet on with a 
gaggle of friends who'd get to first base that long 
summer before school restarted. I saw the way he looked 
at me that he was interested, then he asked my age and 
when I told him 18 he smiled and said, "Just the right 
age!" 

Yeah, like, really. Still, it was nice to be thought 
mature already and I had managed to get him to looking 
at me. I told him I could show him where that address 
was and turned my bike around and head for home. Father 
was going to have the house painted and was taking bids 
and he was coming buy to see the job before he gave a 
bid. He got the job! I wonder did mother have anything 
to say who was to paint the house. I saw the way she 
looked at him when he was walking around looking at the 
place.

Maybe I was bored with the long holiday already or 
something. I don't know. Anyway, I took to staying 
around the house when he was their doing his work. That 
summer mother was doing something in the morning 
everyday till about noon but the weekend, for all I 
know she might be meeting good old Ray. Anyway mother 
and father both were out of the house and I had the 
place to myself from 7 AM till 1 PM. I made it a point 
to let him see me when I had the opportunity and made 
sure I had on something that was easy on the eye. 

I had a body that was years ahead of other girls my 
age, I was 5’ 6" about 115 pounds and my breasts were 
maturing fast. I had my first bra at 11, my mother had 
told me just 6 months before that I would have my 
grandmother breast both of them had large full chest. 
At this age I was already a 36 C and my hips were just 
coming into shape. 

Bob was a strong guy about 5’ 10" 180 pounds and I 
could see he lifted weights and wore his brown hair 
short. He would start the day off with just his jeans 
on, no shirt and get about 2 hours sun and than put on 
a shirt, some days he wore shorts and this gave him a 
full tan which made him look neat. Virgin or not, I 
really had it for this guy and was hot for him. 

His 3rd day on the job I went out in the back yard to 
work on my tan and wore the smallest bikini I had and 
god did I feel excited when I saw the way he looked at 
me. I had put sunscreen on and he took a break and 
said, "If you need any on your back I’m here to put it 
on." 

I gave him that wide mouth smile and said, "Great!" I 
let him rub some on my back and his hands almost made 
me climax the way he rubbed my back and down on the 
tops of my legs. When I wasn’t in my bikini I had on 
short shorts and a tub top or a halter-top, just 
anything to show off my body to him. After about 4 days 
of this he finally asked me if I would like to go out 
some night get a bite to eat/show? Oh Shit! 

"Houston I Have a Problem!" 

God I had been asks on a date! Shit no way my father 
would let me go any place. I'd needed permission from 
mom and dad to go to the mall with my girl friends! 

"I’m going with a guy sorry I can’t go out with you." 
He just looked at me and said O.K. no problem "he is a 
lucky guy" and he finished for the day and went home. I 
could have died I had just been asked out by a grown 
man I was in heaven, I wasn’t going anywhere but I was 
in heaven. 

The next day or two I kind of stayed away from him I 
was embarrassed that I could not do what I wanted and 
he was thinking I was older. Life is so unfair will at 
that age it was. One Friday night my mother let me go 
with my best girl friends to a carnival that was in 
town that had all the rides and my girl friends father 
was taking about 6 of us. I had to be home at 11 but 
with my friends father along mom didn’t worry.

Dad was home so I couldn't wear a lot of makeup that 
evening. Still I looked irresistible in my little skirt 
and tub top when we reached the Fair grounds we all 
headed straight for the restroom and put on a grown up 
face, more makeup. On the rides I squealed we all did 
and hung onto each other and my skirt rode high so 
anyone could see almost everything and if only they'd 
been sitting opposite they'd have seen teenage panties. 

The next day he was back at the house and when I saw 
him he said that he saw me at the Fair Grounds and was 
that group of girls my friends? They look younger than 
you; I knew I had been found out. 

"Oh that was my church group different ages Jr. high 
and Sr. high girls." "Oh OK I see wonder why you didn’t 
have your boyfriend with you. If I were him I would be 
next to you all the time" My pussy went wet! This guy 
just made me feel like a grown woman and my nipples 
went hard I had my stomach ready to flip. He was 
standing right in front of me in the breezeway between 
the garage and the house and I stepped up and kiss him 
on the cheek and said thank you. 

He put his arms around me and looked around to see if 
anyone was looking and pulled me back into the garage 
and kissed me full on the mouth and French kissed me to 
where my panties were soaked from the flow of my 
throbbing pussy. He kissed me again and now I felt it. 

For the first time a man's thing, hard, pressing 
through his pants onto my belly. I looked down to make 
certain he didn't have something in his pocket. "What 
are you looking for?" he asked, amused. I believed 
women's liberation meant the female ought to be 
forward, certainly not shy, and I put my hand on his 
pants and felt it. 

"I wasn't certain what I felt pressing against my 
tummy." Now he was the one trembling with excitement 
and I saw the thing in the front of his pants leap, 
trying to escape. Free Willy, I thought. Now I could 
see the point of the movie. 

I just kept my hand their and could feel him move his 
crouch toward my hand as if he wanted me to take it. I 
stroked where I thought it was with my forefinger and 
saw him almost collapse at the knees with a look of 
ecstasy on his face that made me smile. "Oh yes that 
feels good" came from him as he rolled his eyes back 
and put his hand on my shoulder and began to push me 
down to the floor. 

I still had my hand on his cock and it was getting 
bigger and here I was on my knees with it in front of 
me. I looked up and he looked down and said "I want 
tell your boy friend if you don’t, no one needs to 
know." I didn’t say a thing and he just unbutton his 
jeans and slide them down to allow his cock to spring 
out in front of me. It was sticking up in front of me, 
my first erection. 

Damn did I do that, erected especially for me, better 
cocks though better living? My hands sweating with 
excitement I reached out and grabbed it. He yelped like 
a terrier as I yanked his thing. He was a big guy, but 
I didn’t know it at the time, my first cock! I took my 
hand gently and put it around his rod and closed gently 
around on top and began to stroke up and down, moving 
the foreskin with it. 

He wasn't circumcised and was enormously long but my 
big hands didn’t have any trouble going completely 
around the shaft, but at the time I though it was 
thick, as I stroked it, I noticed that it was about 2 
hands long and just the head stuck out. My tongue 
flicked out teased the tip. Bob let out a moan and it 
immediately jumped straight up. I was impressed with my 
power to make it grow so quickly not to mention the 
unusual tingling I felt in my pussy as I watched his 
cock get hard. 

"Honey French kiss it!" My tongue flicked the tip a few 
more times, every time my tongue came in contact with 
his cock it would jump, he would moan. I slowly took 
the whole tip in my mouth and swirled my tongue around 
and around like I was working on a large lollipop. 
Bob's hips were beginning to thrust now, so I wrapped a 
thumb and forefinger around the base of his shaft and 
started to stroke it at the same time working his now 
very hard cock in and out of my mouth. He was really 
thrusting now and saying " Oh yeah baby, suck that 
cock, oh baby that's good, so good, suck that cock." 

Bob's talking really turned me on and I really started 
to work on his cock, whenever I would pull back, I let 
my teeth lightly graze the bulb of his cock and then 
swirl my tongue all around the tip. This drove him 
crazy, he grabbed my head, pulling it in to meet his 
hard thrust, slamming that cock into my mouth all the 
time moaning, "Oh yea, fuck yea, suck my big cock." I 
felt Bob's cock start to throb and grow noticeably 
larger in my mouth, then his body stiffen. 

Then "OH SHIT "FUCK IT’S SO GOOD I'M CUMMINNG 
AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH," and with one final thrust he 
exploded in my mouth. I swallowed the first couple of 
blast but then it was too much and some escaped around 
his cock and ran down my chin. His cum seemed a little 
salty but still tasted delicious to me. As I wiped his 
cum off my chin and licked my fingers clean He just 
looked at me.

Then I started it all over again I moved it up and down 
pumping it, getting the feel of it. It felt so strange 
but nice. He moved back and sat back down on a stack of 
boards my father had in the garage and was on his elbow 
and I just kept pumping him with my hand. He was hot 
and very hard and yet smooth, even where it had ridges 
and bumps and especially where the veins stood out 
purple. 

It took about 15 minutes to get him moaning for more, 
he became so excited he collapsed back onto his elbows 
and gave a cry and his hips bucked. I was staring at 
the thing in my hand and felt the head swell like a 
balloon and pulse and gigantic jets of white cream shot 
high into the air. So suddenly I jumped in surprise and 
let it slip out of my hand he moan-yelped and it sprang 
and gyrated around like an out-of-control fire hose, 
spitting his white stuff over everything including my 
cheeks. 

"I can't believe I'm doing this" I heard myself say 
like in a dream or as if it was someone else. It was 
like totally unreal. I felt weird but wonderful. A 
success! My first time and I did it right, more or less 
though I still couldn't seem to believe I was here now 
and had actually rubbed a man's cock till it ejaculated 
like the teacher explained in sex-Ed class. It was ever 
so funny to see him lying back panting and looking 
dazed and I kind of giggled and felt amazed at the 
sense of power I had over him to make him do what I 
wanted, just like a little puppy. 

"That was great Marca," he panted. I smiled and reached 
out and took hold of it again and he groaned and said 
"honey it is OK you don’t need to I need to rest for a 
minute!" "Well I didn’t need to rest, I wanted to keep 
playing!" This time I put my mouth on the head and 
licked it and felt it jerk and he just lay back on his 
back and I went to sucking him and running my mouth up 
and down his semi hard shaft. 

"Oh please; Marca no more... I can’t do it anymore!" 

I didn’t stop and it didn’t take long for it to get 
hard and stiff and I had my hands and mouth all over 
his hard cock. I ran my mouth down over his balls and 
licked and sucked on his sac and got both his balls in 
my mouth and tongued them. He began to moan and hump my 
face and jerk when I had his balls in my mouth. I went 
back and forth from his balls to his cock and would 
suck and lick it and run my tongue into his P hole.

I like this; this is fun; I could get use to doing this 
and I could see he liked it also, for he was moaning 
and humping and groaning with each long stroke I made 
on it with my mouth. I would pull my mouth to the head 
and sucked it like it was a straw and I was trying to 
get the creamy good stuff out of his ball sac. He began 
to jerk and hump my mouth and I could feel the head 
throb and he let it fly, this time it went in my mouth. 
I gulped it all and took every ounce he had and I 
milked his shaft and squeezed the last drop and licked 
it clean and licked my lips made sure I got every drop. 

When he had gotten his breath and recovered the first 
thing he asks me was if I did that to my boyfriend on 
every date? I just smiled and said, "What do you think" 
The next week my mother was home all day and I didn’t 
think she knew, but she did keep an eye on me that was 
not her usual way, but than a tall 27 year old guy was 
not around the house all the time. I never saw him 
after that but I never forgot my First Blow Job.


Chapter 2


The rest of the summer I was horny, having just had my 
first taste of sex, and that is no pun, boy did I have 
a mouth full, I wanted more. One of the high school 
guys who lived a few blocks away had a sister my age 
and she had told me he though I was hot. Bingo! Let me 
show the boy how hot I can get in the good old summer 
time. 

I went over to her house one day knowing she was not 
home, just him and to make a long story short I sucked 
his Winnie off in his father’s workshop. Not once but 
twice that afternoon. Only reason we stopped, I had to 
get home for dinner, I did have an appetite that night. 
The next night he called and ask me out on a date, I 
had to tell him no, but we did get to visit his 
father’s workshop a few more times before September.

That fall I went to high school (9th grade) and it 
didn’t take long for the word to get around that I was 
a player. I just couldn’t go out and play. I was asked 
to a formal Christmas dance at the country club that 
year by a guy who lived not far from us. His mother and 
father were big wheels at the country club and I was 
growing up faster than my mother or father wanted me 
to. I begged for weeks for them to let me go. 

The mother of the boy called my mother and talked about 
me being her son’s date, he was 16 just got his drivers 
license and we would be with his mother and father at 
the dinner and dance and I would be home by 11. But the 
main thing that won mother over was I would be where 
his folks and they would see to it that we would not 
have any drinking by us. Fuck that drinking, I had a 
date with a guy who had a car and I was going to show 
him why my close friends called me by my nick name 
"MARCA THE HOVER!" 

After a few trying days and nights mother and dad said 
yes, but I had to ...you know the drill. Mother and I 
went shopping for my dress, I got a pair of black 4" 
high heels and a short evening dress that came a long 
ways up my legs and the top, well mother shook her head 
when she saw it on me.

"Mother this is the dress, I just got to have this one, 
and it was made for me!"

The sales lady who had to be 50 or more looked at me 
and than at my mother and said honey, the way your 
built any old dress is made for you.

"Oh how will I tell your father this is ok?" 

Mother just rolled her eyes and said, "I guess we will 
take it, God help me, and God help me get her to 18!"

For the nest few days I went around the house wearing 
the heels, you think it is easy to walk in these 
things, and making my father practice dancing with me, 
slow dance, you know grown up stuff. With the heels on 
I was pushing 5’ 11" almost 6’ and dad being 6’ 1" was 
taken back the first time I stood next to him when I 
had them on.

"Daddy please just one more time show me how you dance 
with mother." He would give my mother a look and look 
back at me.

"Who is the boy you got a date with?"

"Oh daddy it’s just a date... his mother and father 
will be at the same table."

The afternoon of the big date mother took me to an up 
scale beauty solon and I got my first big time hair do, 
which added 5 years to my real age and hell I was 
passing for 18 as it was. I had my two best girl 
friends over that afternoon and we all put on make up 
and did the nails, even the toes have the royal 
treatment. By 6PM I was done with the make up and 
mother helped with just a few little things that as she 
put it you learn a few things after you do it a while. 
When she said that I told myself, I know just what she 
means, I get better with each cock I suck. 

Father got home and mother left the room... I think to 
remind my father I was growing up I would not look like 
a 14 year old when he saw me. What mother didn’t know 
were my girl friends and I bought a black lace thong 
and I put it on after mother left the room and the bra 
was built in to the dress, that’s what made the dress 
look so hot or was it me who made the dress hot, 
whatever I looked hot. I was to be picked up at 6:30PM 
and at 6:25 the boy was at the door, ding dong, my 
first car date. 

I could hear my father talking to the young man and he 
was asking him about the basketball team and how good 
were they going to be this year, oh fuck the team dad, 
will that is a different story. I came down the hall... 
click, click of my heels and out in to the living room 
and made my first of many first impressions on a man 
that I still do to this day. 

Here stood my date, 16 years old, tall about 6’1" 
skinny, maybe 175 pounds, but a nice looking guy, cute 
and dressed in a tux. He gave me that look, like holy 
shit, that’s not the skinny girl who rides her bike 
around here. His mouth was falling open I knew he was 
going to say something.

Dad was next to him he had his mouth open and please 
god, please don’t let dad say anything.

"Wow! Marca you look hot!"

Oh shit that was the last thing he needed to say in 
front of my father.
I went up to dad gave him a kiss on the cheek, and 
whispered in his ear, "thank you daddy, I’ll be ok, 
don’t worry." I hugged mother and just gave her a smile 
as she began to cry. As I went out the door I called 
back over my shoulder, "Don’t wait up for me it might 
be 12 before I get in!"

Before I got off the front steps my mother was at the 
door "Marca no later than 11:30 you hear me young 
lady." She winked at me knowing dad standing behind her 
still in shock.

This was my real first date his name was Danny Martin, 
over the years Dan and I would be come good friends, he 
and I had a lot of sex together for the next 5 years, 
if there was anyone guy that I gave more blow jobs to 
it was Martin he was the man. When I say I had a lot of 
practice on giving blow jobs, he was the guy who stood 
up for me, and could that boy keep it up.

That night at the country club I saw the rich and the 
famous and that night told me one thing ... "Marca this 
life is for you!" When we got to the club I was 
introduced to Dan’s folks and the look I got from the 
mother said, this bitch is my son’s date and Mr. Martin 
was so proud of his son, in fact the old man invited me 
to come over to the house anytime I wanted to hang out. 
I wonder why? 

To tell you how dumb I was cocktails were from 6:30 to 
7:30 and we got to the place around 7. After meeting 
his parents and standing around looking pretty, a black 
waiter came up to me and with tray in hand... "Miss, 
may I get you a cocktail?" 

I looked at him than I looked down at his crouch and 
than looked at Dan than back at the black guy. "I've 
got a date but thanks anyway!"

Dan spoke up said just bring us a 7UP and he shook his 
head as the black guy walked off but kept looking at 
me, in fact he was smiling at me all night long. "Marca 
a cocktail is a drink!"

It took me a few minutes to understand what had just 
happen.

"Oh shit... Dan I didn’t hear tail, all I heard was 
cock."

Dinner was at 7:30 and I remembered which fork for the 
salad, the correct spoons to use, dinner went off 
without any problems. I think I was charming at the 
dinner table, the wives didn’t like me, with the set of 
tits I had back than I was better built than they had 
ever hope to be. Mother had told me I would never be a 
hit with other women; men would always be on me like 
stink on shit or was that flies on honey.

The dance started at 8:30 and I got my fair share of 
dances with all the men at our table. Dan was not very 
good at slow dancing. Dan was two years older than me 
and this was his real first date, in fact he was as out 
of place as I was. 

Most of the men looked at poor Dan that night and 
thought "what a lucky guy," I thought to myself he had 
scarcely kissed a girl, and I was about to do more than 
kiss him. Not to be self-praising, but I do know what 
I'm doing, hey I’ve been having sex, blow jobs only, 
since last summer and I planned on showing him a good 
time. 

I had a lot of looks and still being a child at 14 your 
mind is not ready for the real world, even if the body 
was way past that young age. I had men/husbands say 
things to me that I think it was suppose to be 
flattering, but I think they were just trying to see my 
tits one or two had a feel. I had a lot of old guys 
dance with me, good thing I got dad to show me how to 
slow dance. I did notice one thing different; dad 
didn’t hold me that close and dad didn’t get a hard-on. 
This was the night that I learned all men can get a 
boner when they rub up next to you as these old farts 
did.

Feeling so many hard cocks rubbing up next to me made 
me ready to get it on with Danny ASAP and around 9:30 
as we went out on the dance floor I ask him would it be 
rude if we left in a few minutes I didn’t want to be 
late getting home and my folks would be waiting up for 
me. 

"Shit Marca I was trying to figure out what to say to 
you so we could get out of here, fuck lets go!"

"Danny after this song just tell your dad I have to be 
home early."

He did and I thanked Mr. & Mrs. Martin for having 
inviting me to the party. Mrs. Martin just gave me a 
smile and said.

"Marca we were so glad you came... you're a pretty 
child!"

Mr. Martin gave me one last hug and a feel of my ass 
and my tits as I kissed him on the cheek, I moved up 
real close to him and brushed my hand over his 
crouch... I smiled down at her as she sat looking at 
her husband put his hands on me... fuck you Mrs. 
Martin, I’m learning how to play this game, and Danny 
is next, you bitch.

We walked up to the valet parking and in minutes 
Danny’s car was there for us. I made sure to keep my 
knees together when I got in; mother showed me how to 
get in and out of a car with a short dress on. Hell why 
was I not letting this poor guy not see my lace thong, 
every guy in the place that danced with me had his hand 
on my ass and some even tried to feel for my panties. 

Here was a girl in a miniskirt in the dead of winter 
and an extremely nervous-looking boy with a blushed 
face—I don't think our purpose for being someplace 
other than this country club could have been any 
clearer if we had tried. Danny drove to the lover lane 
spot, my first time, and tonight was my first for a lot 
of things. We sat in a dark area. Before anything could 
become awkward for him, I put up the armrest between us 
and placed my hand on his knee. 

"Danny I had a great time tonight, thank you for 
inviting me, you made me feel very special." Before he 
could answer, I kissed him. It was a wet, raw, hard 
kiss, the kind that screams "I want to fuck you," both 
on his part and mine. One of his hands went for my tits 
as we kissed. It sent a tingle of electricity through 
my body. My hand crept up his leg. He sighed softly. 

I moved my hand so slowly that it took minutes to reach 
his cock, and by that time, his cock was rock solid. He 
had worked my top down and was kissing and sucking my 
nipples. My mind was going a mile a minute as I stroked 
his cock inside his pants and with his sucking on my 
nipples I was in climax land.

He shafted in his seat and the full effect of his cock 
seems to spring up even more. I gasped aloud at the 
size of it. And people wondered why we were such good 
friends for so many years. The other guys I had been 
with, OK the other 2 guys I had been with weren’t 
particularly well-endowed, so even an average dick 
seems big to me. Danny was definitely above average, 
and thick. I could feel the blood pulsing through the 
veins in his cock through his pants. While acting as if 
I was paying attention to the kissing he was putting on 
my nipples, I unzipped his pants and freed his cock. 

"Well, there's no going back now," I thought, and 
wrapped my fingers around his engorged dick. We 
continued to kiss again and again, and at last I felt 
his hand on my bare knee. 

"Good, he's being bolder now," I thought, as I ran my 
hands up and down his shaft. It was hard to focus, 
though, as I was preoccupied with his hand on my leg 
and the rush of my own juices wetting my pussy. Telling 
myself not to be selfish-yet- I went back to his cock, 
pumping up and down. 

His face was so hot—his eyes closed, his lips pursed in 
pleasure. I had only sucked cock maybe 6 times before 
this night, but with each venture in to oral sex I was 
becoming an expert at polishing the knob. Yes even at 
this age I knew what I like and I love sucking cock.

I was so tempted to bend over and take all of him down 
my throat. But I didn’t want him to think I was an easy 
blow job date I had to teasing him some and I wasn't 
about to give in yet. I figured I would give him a 
small taste of what was to come, though. Catching him 
by surprise, I leaned down and swirled my tongue around 
the head of his dick, sucking and licking it. He gasped 
and slid his hand down my inner thigh. I pulled back 

"Did you like that?" I cooed at him. 

"That was... amazing," he replied, looking in awe. I 
looked at him, unable to get over how hot he was. 

"Well, I'm not doing it yet," I teased. "Just how many 
girls have done that to you?" 

The look on his face said it, I was the first. The 
first nipple kissing he had done and his first cock 
sucking. Over 10 minutes or so, I kept playing with his 
cock, occasionally bending over and teasing him with my 
tongue. I could tell he was uneasy about making the 
final move from my inner thigh to my pussy from his 
uncertain movements. 

"So... are you wearing anything under that dress?" he 
inquired. I sat up and reached up under my dress and in 
one motion pulled my thong off and held it up by one 
finger and held it up to his face I know he got a 
slight smell of my un tapped love hole. I put the thong 
over his rearview mirror.

"No," I said, smiling. "Oh god!" he groaned. Of course, 
this immediately brought another rush of wetness 
between my legs. 

I jerked his cock faster. We shared another spine-
tingling kiss. I knew he hadn't fingered anyone before, 
so I guided him a bit. I was paying more attention to 
sucking his cock, so I was shocked when his finger 
drove deep inside me. I threw my head back and couldn't 
stop a loud moan and an "Oh yes, Oh Jesus Christ yes!" 
escaping my lips. 

"Marca keep your voice down!" He whispered, turning his 
head to check to his side to see if there was any 
reaction from the people in the other cars. I couldn't 
care less if anyone knew what was going on at this 
point; I was in that zone where the physical is all 
that matters. I pulled his hand to my lips, licking my 
own cum off his fingers and sucking them as I wanted to 
do to his throbbing cock. 

"Use two..." I moaned, and he thrust two fingers deep 
inside me.

"Oh god... harder," I begged him. He pulled my leg over 
his own and leaned over me, breathing hard like he had 
just run a mile. My top was down to my waste, the lower 
part was up to my waste, my panties were off and he was 
fingering my pussy and sucking my breast. He pulled up 
off my nipples.

"I love your pussy," he said. The juices were gushing 
out of me. He went faster, making that motion with his 
fingers that says, "This is how to fuck," sending wave 
after wave of pleasure through me. I buried my face in 
his shoulder, stifling cries of ecstasy. The waves 
started building. 

"I'm going to go off, oh god, oh god," I cried. I 
didn't care who heard me. I suddenly reached the peak, 
that explosion of incredible feeling like nothing else 
in the world. I bit his neck hard as it happened. It 
subsided, and my hand went back to his cock. 

I had rubbed myself a few times when I got horny 
thinking about a guy or a guy with his cock out, and 
had a few small orgasm, but what Danny just did to me 
was the best one I ever had. At 14 you don’t have many.

I leaned over and grabbed his cock. He shuddered and 
stroked my hair as I ran my tongue up and down the 
underside, stopping and sucking on the sensitive spots. 
I stopped and smiled at him. 

"Not yet," I said, and reached up and kissed him. I 
snuggled in his arms as I stroked his shaft, keeping it 
hard. A few minutes passed. 

"Marca please suck me again. You're killing me!" 

I looked around, and just as I thought, our windows 
were fogged up and no one was going to disturb us. 
Danny and I locked eyes just as I slid down over his 
cock. I took the head in my mouth, sucking on its 
reddish-purple tip, pumping the shaft with one hand. I 
kept looking up at him, the look of bliss on his 
attractive face an incredible turn-on. 

I took the length of his cock down my throat, my nose 
touching his stomach, and moved up and down, pausing to 
flick the head with my tongue. He had completely given 
up resistance now; there was no defiance in his body 
about being seen or being embarrassed. I sucked his 
cock passionately, as only a girl, who loves sucking 
cock can do, loving the feel of it in my mouth and the 
little buck of his hips every time I went down.

Just then I pulled off and sat up and kissed him on the 
lips. "Danny I don't think I can continue." 

He grabbed my face and pulled me to him. "No, you have 
to. You have to," he moaned. 

I pulled back and covered my breast trying to hide from 
his eyes that were taking me in as if he would go blind 
at any minute and I was the last sight he would ever 
see.

"Marca why did you stop? What did I do wrong?"

"I feel like your using me, this is all you want, just 
to have me suck your cock, I know what you been told by 
Paul over on Crenshaw Street. 

"Marca he didn’t say anything to me! He didn’t tell me 
about you and him in his dad’s garage!" 

The fucking workshop is in back of the garage, so guys 
don’t talk.

"Oh so he didn’t say anything about kissing me with his 
tongue in a special place?"

"He just said you were at his dad’s garage, he did say 
it was a special place, just some place to be alone." 

Hey I’m 14, he is 16 we both have an I Q of 160, if you 
count them together.

"Would you kiss me the same way he did?"

"Oh Marca anything if you suck me again all the way!"

I pulled Danny around and down on to the front seat and 
moved over him with my pussy just above his head, 
"Please kiss my thing Danny with your tongue!"

He looked up as I lowered my pussy on to his mouth, 
with one hand I spread my lips as I had seen my mother 
do with Ray. I tried to pull his face deeper into my 
pussy, and my hips thrust down on his face forcefully 
with each of his tongue stabs. Danny did not stop when 
my moans, screams, and hips were straining for my 
orgasm. His tongue flicked even faster on my clitoris, 
sending me over the top. 

When I screamed and shook with my orgasm he penetrated 
my vagina with his middle finger, stimulating my G-
spot. I could feel my vaginal contractions around his 
finger, and I stopped counting the times I went off. I 
almost passed out as my body enjoyed its giant orgasm. 

I sat on him for a good 20 minutes telling how good he 
was doing with his tongue kissing on my special spot. 
Than I saw the time on his dashboard clock, my God it 
was 10:45 PM.

"Oh no Danny get up quick... oh shit hurry get your 
pants on... we got to go!"

Danny pulled out of the parking spot as fast as he 
could and was hauling ass as my father would say. I was 
getting my dress on and checking my make up and hair in 
the rearview mirror as we made our way to my home. He 
pulled in front of my house at 11:08. Come on big guy 
we got to tell my folks what a great time we had 
tonight, and wipe my pussy juice off your chin. The 
poor boy it was still hard when we went in the house.

"Hi I’m home, everyone still up and dressed?"

Fuck they were... shit no cock sucking for me tonight. 
Danny was like most young 16 years old boys he acted 
guilty as sin, God forbid he was naughty. He left after 
about 20 minutes of being polite to my folks and I 
walked him out on to the front porch. 

He kissed me goodnight and I told him I would make it 
up to him if he would give me a ride home one day next 
week.

"Trust me, it will be even better this way," I 
reassured him. 


Chapter 3


That weekend I got the first of many post date 
debriefing. 

"Mother please I’m not that dumb, He tried to feel of 
my breast, but I had my guard up and all it took was 
just moving his hand one time for him to get the word 
no deal." (He had to move his hands so I could pull my 
top down so he could suck and kiss them better.)

"No mother I didn’t even let him lay me down on the 
seat. You were right; you told me guys would try that." 
(I had his ass on the seat and I was on top humping 
that tongue of his.)

"Mother I got a question, when you dance with men do 
they all get real hard and does it stay like that all 
night, it seem like every man I danced with and some 
were daddy’s age all had a hard thing or it got hard 
while they danced with me."

Mother’s eyes were as wide as a kid in a candy store 
and her breathing became deeper with each little tale I 
told. 

"Don’t tell daddy but this is kind of embarrassing to 
say, but 3 or 4 of them had real big fronts and God did 
it make me get excited ...mom is that the way it is?"

She was listening to me but her mind was someplace 
else.

"Oh I was going to tell you, I almost forgot but one 
day about a month ago I got home from school and went 
out in the garage to get something and I looked out the 
back window of the tool room and saw Ray taking a Pee 
behind the garage. Mother... Ray has a big dong... and 
he did the weirdest thing after he took his Pee."

I looked around and got up off the bed and closed the 
door to my bedroom and came back to where mother was 
setting on the end of the bed and sat facing her.

"I didn’t want daddy to hear me, you know I saw daddy 
once when he was getting out of the shower. I didn’t 
know how small daddy was until I saw Ray. I guess I’m 
asking is daddy small or is Ray average or do they get 
bigger?"

"Marca what did Ray do when you saw him with it in his 
hand?"

"Oh that... he jerked it like this." I made a motion in 
front of me as if I had a cock and was jerking it off. 
"That was the weird part, mother I swear it got bigger 
the more he pulled on it and he has a big set of balls. 
Daddy’s are kind of small little marbles aren’t they!"

Mother was in a state of excitement and frustration at 
the same time. She was all dressed up and ready to go, 
but I guess dad just didn’t deliver to her anymore. 
Years later that would all come back to haunt me, like 
mother like daughter.

"Mom you didn’t answer my question... is daddy small or 
is Ray average or do they get bigger?"

"Will Ray is bigger than most men your father is 
average, will he might be just a little under average."

Mother had that gleam in her eye when she was thinking 
I’m sure of other hung men she might have known or 
knew. I gave mom a big smile and a look that said I 
know.

"So mom you have seen Ray with his big dong I bet it 
was hard when he had it hanging out?" Her eyes nearly 
leaped out of their sockets

"Uh... ah... honey I seen his front when he has on 
tight jeans and the outline of his cock... I mean 
dong... his we... we..."

"Mother please... I’m not a child anymore we both know 
about Ray, why do you treat me as if I’m an outsider, 
you tell me on one had to act as an adult and I’ll be 
treated as adult. Here I’m talking with you about an 
adult matter and you wall me off, as if you’re ashamed 
to tell me when I ask you something."

"Oh Marca I know your right I should have not held back 
from you, it’s just your father I could never say 
anything to him, it would kill him if he knew! You must 
never tell your father!"

Mother you know I love dad he would never hear it from 
me, what you and I know stays in this room. So tell me 
mother ... does Ray have the cock, daddy’s has the... 
we... we, right and that’s our business!" 

"Oh lord... yes... oh yes your so right Ray has the 
cock. Marca I think we had better keep this just 
between you and me."

That night mother did get some action I guess you might 
say she got some relief; I heard them about 1 AM and 
again at 5. The 1 AM session I think dad did it dog 
style and she was telling him how good it felt and how 
she wanted more. Guess dad was not that small after 
all.

On Tuesday of the following week, mother informed me 
that she and my father had dinner that night with a 
business associate of my fathers from out of town and 
she would be meeting dad after work at his office and I 
was to come straight home and be here when she called.

"Yes mother, no problem I’m be home doing my home 
work."

Danny gave me a ride home after ball practice and I 
knew mother would be gone by 4 in order to meet dad at 
5 at his office. I told Danny we had until 7 knowing it 
was more like 10 before they made it in. Danny and I 
didn’t waste anytime with the foreplay we were getting 
with the program as soon as we got in the house. I had 
him on the floor in the living room with his jeans down 
and licking that tool of his. To this day I ask myself 
why didn’t we go get in my bed and make love have sex. 
The reason: I was 14 he was 16 do I need to say more?

I lick that lollypop of his and got it standing tall. I 
kept pumping his cock with my hand, and than go back to 
sucking and licking. He was lasting an incredibly long 
time for someone who hadn't done anything sexual at 
all, as well as someone who endured the kind of torture 
I had put him through a few night before. I wanted him 
to cum. I sucked his cock down my throat, and then 
pumped the shaft while I sucked hard on the head, 
occasionally running my hands over it as well. I looked 
up at him; the same expression of pleasure was on his 
face. 

"Tell me when you're going to cum." 

"Okay," he stammered. I went back to doing the deed and 
I must have sucked and licked on his balls and pumped 
his shaft for a good 30 minutes. Then without warning, 
"Oh Marca I'm going to cum... oh god..."

I sucked hard and nearly choked when my mouth filled 
with an enormous shot of hot cum. It was the most cum I 
had ever seen, let alone swallowed. I licked it off and 
out of his cock like it was ice cream. We both sat 
back, having had a tremendous amount built-up sexual 
tension relieved. 

"You're like a damn cannon, you know that? How the hell 
did you last that long?" 

"I don’t know maybe next time I better not jerk off in 
the shower after practice."

We both started laughing. 

"Marca I got a bitch with you, you lied to me girl... 
you told me Paul kissed your pussy. He said he has 
never seen your pussy all you ever did with him was 
blown him!"

"Oh maybe it wasn’t him so your saying you don’t like 
kissing my pussy?"

"Shit Marca I love licking your pussy!"

"Danny you don’t think Paul will tell any of the other 
guys I let you eat my pussy when I suck you off?"

"Paul got a big mouth, hell he may tell half the guys 
in the school!"

"Oh me... good heavens... if my father found out... 
that would be the end of my dating... oh me!" (Dad did 
say I was getting a lot of phone calls the past few 
weeks, good old Paul.) 

Danny would later in my youth become my "fuck buddy." I 
had about five fuck buddies by the time I was in my 
last year of high school and all going at once. I had 
one for every day of the week.

That night when mother and dad got home I was in bed 
reading a glamour magazine when mom came into the room 
to say good night. She told me all about dinner and 
what they had to eat the wine, and how they stop in the 
hotel lounge to have a night cap. Mother had a couple 
of drinks and I could see that she was feeling happy go 
lucky, relaxed. She also told me she got to dance with 
my father and the other gentleman.

She bent over and whispered in my ear, "he has a big 
one and it got bigger as we danced." I looked past her 
at the door making sure the coast was clear. "Mother 
you got to tell me all about it, did you get to feel it 
real good? How many times did you dance with him? Did 
it get bigger as you danced; oh you just got to tell me 
how it was."

She sat down on the edge of the bed and took a deep 
breath; her eyes were in a daze.

"Oh it was very big. Marca I’ll tell you tomorrow. I 
will take you to school in the morning, but we need to 
leave early, I got something to do first thing in the 
morning."

I bet she had only one thing to do after she took me to 
school. That afternoon when I got home from school she 
had that look about her; you know that smile on her 
face.

"Mom let me help you with dinner and give me the 
details about last night and your meeting this morning. 
I want to hear about how you got that great smile on 
your face!"

She froze when I said ...meeting this morning...

"Marca someday you’re going to come home from a date 
with this same smile, and when you tell me about your 
night, we will talk about things as two adult women 
would. I just ask you to do one thing for me. Will you 
hold off until your 16 I was going to say 18, but I 
know how you are and how you’re growing, just get to 
16!"

"I will mom, for you I will!"

My mother had her fling with Ray the fix it guy and 
others, but my father was just as active as mom was, if 
not more. Mother had to go be with my grandmother for 
about 3 weeks right after my 15th birthday. Grandma had 
to have treatment for cancer and mom wanted to be with 
her during that time. My grandmother, my mother’s mom 
only lived a year after that.

While mother was away we had a Mexican maid come in and 
cook and clean for us 3 days a week. She was 18 or 19 
about 5’ 3" and not over 100 pounds and she spoke 
broken English which was still hard to understand. Dad 
knew enough Spanish to get by and I guess he knew 
enough to get her in bed. 

The last day of school came and went and I was off for 
the summer. That first day out of school I slept in. 
During school my father was up and to the office by 7 
everyday. I was never up out of bed till 7:30 and off 
to school around 8, the maid came about 8:30.

As I said that first day I slept in and about 9 I was 
woke by the sound of my father talking to someone in 
the living room. I got up to see what the heck was 
going on and found him eating her goodies as she sat in 
the big easy chair with her legs spread wide.

"Si... Si... oh Si!

I went back to my room and listen to them fuck for the 
next 2 hours. Dad went back to the office and I just 
smiled at her when she came into my room to clean it 
sometime around noon. She gave me a big grin and I 
pointed to my pussy, shook my head and said... no 
man... no man for Marca. She smiled and spread her 
hands wide and said 

"You like big cock... you like!"

"Si, Si and I smiled.

The rest of the year was about like any other 15 year 
old, who looked 18, and as always I had to turned down 
dates not that I didn’t want a date I had to wait till 
I was 16 unless I wanted to double date. But when I 
turned 16 I was going to make up for lost time, if the 
guy had a car or could get to use one and if he had a 
cock he had a date. That summer was the year I did some 
modeling at the mall. I did some stuff on the weekends 
and one night a week after school till about 9 PM.

I was growing into a beautiful woman. At 15 going on 20 
something; I had made it to 5’ 9" and my baby fat was 
dropping or I was not putting on weight, it was one of 
the two; I was 120#, my full breast were that of a 
grown woman they jiggled when I walked. My tits were a 
beautiful 36 C almost a D. As one guy told me I was the 
kind of girl who can give a guy a hard-on just by 
smiling at him in a certain way. I figured it had to be 
these big, round tits not my smile that made them get 
it up. 

Getting to model at the mall got me a lot of attention 
from older guy and a few were my father’s age, just to 
damn old. The college guys were coming on strong to me 
and wanted my number after each weekend show. I did a 
lot of the full figure stuff and the last part of the 
runway walk was done with a swim suite by each of the 
models; we got to pick out the suite we each wanted to 
wear. The first time I did a one pieces number I looked 
good but could see it was not me. 

The next week I did a two pieces French cut, not a 
bikini, and got one hell of a reaction. The crowed 
loved it. The third weekend I did a white bikini with 
white heels and with my dark golden tan, I brought the 
mall to a stand still. Week four saw my picture up in 
the mall advertising the show for the coming weekend. 
The phone was ringing off the hook at home; Dad gave in 
and got me my own phone, just so he could get some 
rest. 

I had to make a deal with my folks and it was this. I 
could date on the weekend as long as it was a double 
date that was Friday and Saturday night out till 11:30; 
two nights during the week out till 11:00. I had a girl 
friend my age and we did a lot of fixing each other up 
so we could go out, other wise we both set home. Kim 
was just as boy crazy as I was and did just about 
anything I did. She was about 5’4" 110# and over size 
tits... we had a lot of nipple sucking going on in that 
car when we went parking. 

At first it was just guys we went to school with that 
took us out but as my modeling took on more of my time 
at the mall I got to meet a few college boys and men; 
when a guy goes off to the halls of higher education he 
does become a man and a few I helped get them from 
being a boy to a man.

This was the year I found out about sex toys, it seems 
my mother had one for her use when my father was gone 
and later I found out he helped her with it a few 
times. Up to this time in my young life I only 
masturbated and that was becoming a weekly routine. I 
had promised mother I would hold off intercourse until 
I was sixteen; and after each hot date I was in need of 
some relief. I would make it home from my petting 
session and undress and look at myself in the mirror as 
I posed thinking how a man would see me nude.

I walked around my room peeking into the mirror looking 
over my shoulder at my ass and a side glimpse of myself 
in the mirror, feeling my big breasts that were 
exposing rock hard nipples. My hand toyed with the 
elastic on the waistband of my panties and I would slip 
my fingers under it. Pretending he was looking at me 
from the mirror.

I always kept my pussy trimmed or shaved for my bikini 
line and loved the smoothness of my skin as my fingers 
slid down. Now nude except for the cotton panties; 
slowly I would slid them down imaging it was him, my 
date sliding them down. It was him that told me to lie 
back on the bed and slid one ankle thru the leg but 
left the panties dangling on my other ankle. In case 
mother knocked at the door I had them ready to slip on.

I spread my legs and touched my hard clit ever so 
softly. I let out a soft moan thinking it was my date 
touching me. I rubbed my pussy a little harder feeling 
the moisture, hearing the sounds it made as I pretended 
it was him manipulating my clit. 

My state of arousal increasing now, I slid a finger 
deep in and slowly worked it in and out of my dripping 
pussy. It was no substitute for what I could imagine 
was his hard hot dick but it was nice just the same. My 
finger worked deep as I thought of him on top of me, 
his dick buried deep in my pussy, feeling his manhood 
pulse within me. 

Oh how I wanted to feel a hard cock in my wet over 
sexed pussy I needed a man to get this hurt I had 
between my legs; this hunger I had for a lover to make 
me a woman. I was moaning loudly now and calling the 
guys name who I had just give a blow job to begging him 
to fuck me deep and hard. 

I would draw my legs up like I was going to wrap them 
around him. My fingers now rubbing my clit in the 
motion I loved, bringing me closer and closer to an 
orgasm. I imagining him fucking me with that steady 
rhythm big cock pumping in like a hard piston and 
opening wide to accept every stroke and eventually his 
warm thick cream. 

God I loved it when he came in my mouth, the way his 
dick got so thick right before he spilled his sweet 
love on to my lips. This would set me into motion for 
my own orgasm and more times than not I would pretend 
we would climax together. 

My hand furiously working my clit into a frenzy feeling 
the orgasm building in me ready to overtake my body, 
than all of a sudden I started to go off my whole body 
being overtaken. I couldn’t control it and loved it 
giving in totally. I felt my wet clit throb with every 
wave of shock that went down my spine. Than I would 
feel it subside and lay bathed in a light sweet lover’s 
sweat, my hand gently stroking my swollen pussy lips. I 
would pull the sheet over me and dream of sex.

I was becoming, but didn’t know it at the time, a 
Nymph! My best girl friends would tell about how they 
felt about guys and sex and I was more advantageous. I 
wanted more, I love giving sex, and the feeling of what 
I was doing was undeliverable. 

Even at 15 I had an almost uncontrollable sex drive. I 
would find myself thinking about sex, boys/men almost 
constantly; I don’t mean in the; hey cute guy thing. I 
was looking at there front seeing how long their 
fingers were would he have a big one for me to suck. I 
was going around the house almost nude when my father 
was gone; I would leave my blinds open so anyone could 
see in. 

I was getting to the point I wanted to be very kinky 
and I was still a virgin and like to be sexually in 
control; I wanted to Dominant my date any guy even 
older men. 


Chapter 4


I was learning that my body was my way of getting what 
I wanted. I let guys look and feel just the top half 
and with these fun bags, they didn’t want anymore will 
at that age a pair of over size tits was all they 
needed to make them happy I guess you better include a 
good blow job. The first time I used a toy was one of 
my mothers, she had hidden them from prying eyes but 
like all teens, you can’t keep to many things from us. 

I found her toy box up on a shelf in the back of the 
closet one day while she was gone and dad was out of 
town. What I saw when I open the box first was the 
silver long metal object that had a black ring at the 
end and it was pointed at the other end.

It was a silver colored vibrator. I had never seen one 
before except in some trash magazine (what my 
grandmother called them). I turned the black ring and 
it started shaking and vibrating, almost slipping 
through my palm. It hummed and I switched it off again. 
I was about to put it back and just get out of her 
room; but I had gone too far when my instincts took 
over. I instead lifted the vibrator and walked out of 
mom and dad’s room and went into my room. 

I was out of my shorts and halter top and on the bed on 
my back putting my knees up and switched on the 
vibrator. This time, I held it with my right hand at 
the back and I put the sharp end against my crotch. I 
felt the rippling vibrations deep inside my groin. I 
instantly felt aroused. I opened my legs wider, my 
nipples grew hard. I slid the vibrator into my now 
sweaty palm, held it firm, closed my eyes and pushed 
the pointy end into my panty covered pussy. 

I felt spasms so I pushed it harder into my now moist 
pussy. The vibrations felt good. I rubbed my hard 
nipple. I put my finger to my mouth, wet it and rubbed 
my nipples with the wet finger; this was getting all 
too good. The rushing feeling was climaxing and I felt 
a tensing up in my pussy. I rubbed the cool vibrator 
end against my clit. It was so good. 

I was now wet and I let the vibrator slip right into my 
pussy. I pushed it in, all 6 inches and I started 
screaming. I was climaxing. Juices were flowing out and 
down the vibrator. I pushed it in deeper and then I 
held my breath as I felt it again. My whole body 
shuddered and I felt this amazing release. 

I pulled the vibrator out and opened my eyes to return 
to reality. Juices were dripping down from my pubic 
area and I was soaked right down my butt. The vibrator 
was soaked and I could smell my juices coming off it. 

I later got up washed the vibrator and put mom’s toy 
back in her box and put the box away. A week went by 
and I longed for it; just can’t get it out till mom and 
dad were gone. I had been dating since I was 
fourteen...ok I did some running around behind my folks 
back and had been sexually active since a few weeks 
after my 14 birthday. I didn't consider my self a slut, 
exactly, but I made it easy for the right guy to get 
into my panties. 

The hunger within was powerful and I had to have more I 
had decided that's why I was such a tease; I wanted 
attention, sexual attention. But all the attention I 
received only left me with the craving for more. After 
each go round with whoever made me feel as if the next 
one was going to be even better.

I lost my cherry on my sixteenth birthday (that is a 
story in itself) after that I used sex to get whatever 
I wanted and needed, the first time to pull this off 
big time was on a handsome teacher who got what he 
wanted from me in response I got my grade changed from 
F to an A. I didn't actually sleep with them of course. 
A little cooing and sultry whispers, combined with a 
kiss or two sometimes did it. 

For more difficult cases, I casually rub up against 
them, or let them cop a feel of my boobs, ass, or 
crotch, and sometimes I even had to let my hand slip to 
my crotch as they looked on. I always made sure I 
smiled when I looked at his crotch and then keep 
smiling when I made eye contact with him. I bet they 
all went to the men’s room and jerked off. 

I got good grades in High School without having a 
particularly nimble mind, or studying hard. Others 
wondered about that, but as the leader of my peer 
groups in school, (that group of girls who were easy) 
few openly questioned my methods for academic 
achievement. I always had the look of a freshly-fucked 
woman. On some day’s I think the look was that of...a 
ready to be fucked young woman.

I was counting the days till my 16th birthday and my 
coming out party as I told myself it would be. Working 
at the mall on weekends and one night a week gave a lot 
of exposure to guys and having college guys asking me 
out had my head spinning. I had made up my mind that it 
was going to be one of the boys from F.Y.U. (Fuck You 
University) to do the nasty with me; damn someone had 
to!

I had been playing hard to get with this one guy who 
had been coming around to the Mall on Saturday and 
taking in the fashion show and he made it a point to 
stand at the end of the runway to get every move I made 
when I came down the catwalk. I always looked down at 
him when I made that turn to head back and made sure my 
ass had that swing to it that told him and all the 
other men this was a fine piece of ass. 

It took him about 3 weekends to make a move on me and I 
had to play dumb about even knowing who he was and that 
I had even seen him. He found someone who knew me and 
talked the guy into making the introductions. When we 
did meet he was a perfect gentleman; he took my hand 
and said how nice it was to at last get to meet a 
beautiful woman. "Oh I am so pleased to meet you, and 
may I say you are absolutely stunning." 

I blushed, never knowing exactly how to respond to 
compliments. "Thank you, kind sir. I am glad you think 
so."

His name was David and was a senior at the University; 
he was about 6’ 4" 220# with dark black hair. After one 
of the Saturday session he asked me to have a coke with 
him on my next break. We spent about 15 minutes talking 
and he ask me out I told him I was very busy with thing 
until April if he would keep open the offer open I 
would love to go out anytime after April 21st. He told 
me we had a date on the 22nd I was not going to be a 
virgin on the 23rd.

Over the next few weeks I saw David at the mall and 
tried to size him up; was he hung, did he have a set of 
balls to make me see stars? He had big feet and long 
fingers, but does that make a guy have a big cock? The 
pants he wore always were full never tight, so this was 
all left to my wild images I had of him standing nude 
with a big cock hanging half way to his knees.

The big night came and I had to tell mother of my date 
and it was with a college guy. Thank God dad was out of 
town and mother knew what I had on my nasty mind when I 
told her I would be late. David had asked me out to a 
club where the local Joe college gang hung out. I was 
teetering on black stiletto 5" heels, a garter belt and 
stockings. I wore a very short skin-tight strapless 
dress that revealed every curve and feature my over 
sized boobs that showed off my trim body. 

My skirt was so short that my thong would show when I 
sat down if I didn’t keep my legs crossed. The top was 
so low-cut and tight that the tops of my breasts were 
revealed and my erect nipples were prominent through 
the material. I was told more than once I looked hot in 
something like this; men love the way I look in these 
outfits, and added to the fact that I wanted David to 
regard me as a real trophy.

My usually shoulder length dark hair was all teased up 
and had been sprayed into a very exotic style. My make-
up which was ordinarily quite tasteful was way over 
applied and I had taken on the facial features of a 
punk rock star or was it more like a street whore. My 
lips were made-up with a dark shade of red lip gloss 
and it matched the dark mascara I had applied to accent 
my dark eyes.

The club was a lively place with a packed dance floor. 
There seem to be hundreds of people packed on to the 
club's dance floor. The crowd was getting into the 
music. David and I moved with the crowd as we slowly 
moved with the mass. I was deep in to my sexy moves to 
the music. David tried to follow my lead. The drinks 
and the heat and the flashing lights of the darkened 
room soon left a feeling of being the center of 
attention. 

It was hard not to keep from bumping into those around 
me. At times, it seemed that every man in the place was 
bumping into me and some were getting a feel as they 
did. We danced and drank until I needed a Pee break. I 
told David I was going to the ladies room and he moved 
to a spot by the bar. He found a place to sit at the 
bar with a view of the dance floor. 

When I came out of the ladies room I was approached by 
different guys who wanted to dance with me. It seems as 
if every man in the place was after me and was coming 
on to me. The first few I rejected by turning away from 
them and walking toward David, but then a tall real 
cute guy caught my attention. I brushed against him as 
I made my way to David and looked over my shoulder as I 
walked away and smiled at him. 

God, he looks even more amazing than the first time I 
looked at him. He is tall, about 6’4" with a medium 
build and dark curly hair. His eyes are a piercing, ice 
blue, and they make me melt when I looked into them. I 
had dressed to show off my body that was for sure. I 
sat down on the bar stool and inched back even further 
on my high bar stool, crossed my legs 3 or 4 times, 
letting my dress ride slightly higher on my thighs. The 
music was loud and I gently swayed from side to side.

It was only a matter of minutes before he was over by 
the bar striking up a conversation with David and 
making small talk to me. He asked David if he mind if 
he danced with me; which I accepted before David had a 
chance to say no, and off to the dance floor we went. 

I quickly got into the erotic dancing that I had been 
working myself into since I first got on the dance 
floor over an hour ago. Now my dancing had become 
nothing short of nasty. I had my back to cute guy with 
my ass grinding into his crotch. His hands were running 
up and down my thighs as he pulled me tightly into his 
crotch. I looked back at him and whispered, "You’re 
bad!" 

His hands moved up and cupped my tits through my tight 
top, sliding over my rock hard nipples. I looked to see 
if David could see us in the darken mass of humans, but 
I could see that we were hidden from anyone who was 
more than 5 feet away. 

The fact that I was dressed in a cock teasing outfit, 
letting some guy other than my date touch me up was 
very exciting. I backed in to his manhood and felt what 
seems to be a nice bulge. I allowed him to press his 
hard cock up against my ass. I than turned around and 
faced him and moved up as close as I could to feel his 
hand go around my backside and rub my ass cheeks. 

As there were no objections from me he leaned down and 
kissed me on the lips. As his hand started to rub up 
and down on my ass, I pulled his head closer and slid 
my tongue into his mouth. My hand reached out and 
rubbed the bulge in his trousers. I stopped kissing to 
have a look to see if David was watching or could he 
see what I was doing...he could not!

"Oh good heavens you are naughty," I panted as he slid 
a hand up to my breast. "I’m being fondled while my 
date is wondering where have I gone to what might be 
happing to me." I turned to see if anyone was looking 
with a glint in my eye,

"Sorry baby, I'm so turned on I don't think I can 
stop." The song ended and I turned and whispered in his 
ear my phone number before walking over to David. Some 
of you might ask how I can do that when I had a date 
with a guy that I wanted to be with. I do feel guilty 
at times about how I act when I’m the center of 
attention, but I also enjoyed it and that is what made 
it so difficult for me to know what to think. In the 
end I always flirt and tease men whenever I can.

I get back to David and pull him on to the dance floor 
and rub up against him as he wraps his arms around my 
backside. I feel his bulge and look up into his face 
and whispers, "I'll take care of that when you’re ready 
for me to!" 

I said looking down at his pants before I turned and 
started toward the bar. I told David to get the car 
while made one last visit to the ladies room and don’t 
get mad if it takes me a few minutes the line is long 
sometimes in there. He smiled and headed for the 
parking lot as I went in the direction of the 
restrooms.

I was grabbed by the arm as I made my way thought the 
dance floor it was Mr. Wonderful..."Baby just one more 
dance!"

Without looking away, I grabbed his back and pulled him 
against me. He could feel the nipples of my breast 
against him. Now there was no hiding his growing 
erection. I could tell by the look in his eye that he 
knew exactly what I was feeling as I moved my mound up 
to it. My belly now pressed against him. Then I pushed 
my mouth to his and kissed him. The feeling was 
overwhelming – the warm massage of my tongue in his and 
the pressure of my body against him. 

I slipped my hand down between our bodies and felt his 
erection. I pressed my palm against its length. I could 
feel his breath quicken as I felt it grow. If I was 
intending to have my way with him, then I was getting 
close to succeeding, I thought. Then once again looking 
up at him, I began to stroke his hard shaft from the 
out side of his pants. 

He looked down at me and saw I had a grin on my face as 
I began to pump it up and down. Now his eruption was 
imminent, and there was no way he was going to stop me 
from doing anything I wanted with him even having him 
go off. Then, he could hold back no more, and a rush of 
warmth shot through him, into his underwear, and into 
the front of his pants. I giggled and retrieved my 
hand. I looked down at the small circle of wetness 
soaking through his tan pants. I then took one finger 
and brought it to my mouth and licked it before 
sticking it inside and sucking it.

"I hope you call me one day next week!"

With that I turned and walked out of the club looking 
for David. I climbed into his car and raised the arm 
rest up and out of the way so that I could get to work 
on this horny man I had teased all night. It was just a 
matter of minutes till we pulled up in front of his 
apartment; I reached over kissed him telling him what a 
great time I had tonight.

I worked at the fly of the trousers, for a bit until I 
was able to get them undone. I reached into the opened 
fly and pulled out David’s erect member, along with his 
two ping pong balls. I grabbed David’s cock in my hand 
and began stroking him up and down. Next I ran my 
fingernails over his balls. Then I griped my hand 
around the base of his cock, and pulled the skin taut, 
after licking my lips I tugged on his pants, he raised 
his hips to help so I could lower them down past his 
knees. 

There he was in his entire splendor, his big cock laid 
out just for me. I paused a moment to admire his hard-
on before reaching out and running my fingers down its 
length. I kept thinking about how well he was going to 
make me feel when I got that big thing in me, and how I 
would get to repay the favor. I leaned over and kissed 
the inside of his thighs, then agonizingly slowly 
working my way up.

When I got to his balls, I kissed them softly. As I 
stroked my tongue up the shaft, I heard him inhale 
sharply and I knew I was driving him crazy. I gingerly 
took the tip of his hardness in my mouth and made 
little circles with my tongue. I made the slow circles 
bigger and bigger as I slowly slid down his length 
until I held most of him in my mouth. This was the cock 
I was going to have between my legs tonight. I had 
remembered to get a condom; in fact I had 3 of them 
with me. I had been practicing putting a condom on a 
banana for the last 4 nights in my room after everyone 
had gone to bed. 

But I had other things to do before I got to that 
session of this night of sex. I sucked and took him 
deep into my mouth what wouldn’t fit, I massaged with 
one hand while with the other I stroked his balls. 
Then, just as slowly, to prolong his agony, I slid up 
his shaft until I was just sucking on the tip again. I 
turned my head and began licking down and back up on 
all the sides. Every few strokes I would straighten my 
head and slide it in my mouth again, savoring the 
smoothness of him against my tongue.

Occasionally I would steal a glance up and catch him 
watching me, eyes half-open, dreamy smile. He would 
reach down to brush the hair from my eyes. I returned 
my attention to his pleasure and it wasn’t long before 
his eyes closed. He began rocking his hips in rhythm 
with my stroking, and soon he was making sexy throaty 
noises and I knew he was close. 

With one hand massaging his balls, the other hand 
pumping the base of his shaft, and the rest of it 
filling my mouth, I focused all my energy on making him 
feel as good as possible. I looked up just in time to 
see him draw his bottom lip between his teeth and begin 
to chew. As I had done since I was 14 and some 100 guys 
before him this was my cue to suck a little harder and 
pump a little faster. As I felt him start to shudder, I 
leaned back and used both hands on him. After a few 
strokes, I felt his body tensing. He let out a moan, 
bucked his hips and came all over his belly and my 
hands.

I put all the suction into my mouth as I could muster 
and moved my head up and down sliding my lips up and 
down his long shaft. David then let out a long moan. I 
continued to suck him; pulling him deep into my throat, 
as I could and then pulling him back out again. Then 
sucked just the head of his cock into my mouth, and 
excavated the hole in the tip with my tongue.

I released David from my mouth, and he looked at me 
with pleading eyes, that look that said he wanted more. 
I got up and open the car door and stood, then reached 
out and took his hand and as he climbed out I took hold 
of his semi-hard manhood in my other hand and led him 
into the house. 

We went into the bathroom, where I cleaned his cream 
from him and myself. I slipped off my bikini thong 
panties and stood before him with just my 5" heels on. 
He appeared mesmerized, unable or unsure of himself he 
was frozen to the spot he could not move. I took his 
hand and pressed it against my pussy. He felt my 
wetness as my lips opened for him. His hand began to 
explore, spreading open my lips, fingers slipping up, 
into my vagina, thumb finding and rolling my clitoris. 
My knees went weak; I put a hand to the wall to steady 
myself. His hand increased its speed. I began to move 
my hips in time with it. Was I a borderline 
nymphomaniac!

I was obsessed with sex. I wanted to fuck so bad I was 
dying on the inside. This past week just thinking of 
this night had me ferociously masturbate until I had 
multiple orgasms and had drained myself completely of 
sexual energy. But the energy would always quickly 
return and soon I would be looking for further release. 
Finally, I could take no more. I pulled his hand away, 
and walked to the bed, encouraging him to follow. 

I lay back on the bed, legs spread, inviting him to 
mount me. His penis was rock hard again, and as it 
slipped into my opening, just resting at the opening, I 
cried out in ecstasy. Never had I felt anything like 
this...oh yes this was my moment in time; if only time 
would stand still. I spread my nylon-covered legs wide 
and pulling them back until my knees hit my big tits. 
My honey pot was gaping open now and pussy juice was 
streaming out. 

I watched as he rolled on a condom and than moved on 
his knees to place him between my legs. He placed the 
head of his cock at the opening of my slit and slid in 
just the head. I locked my ankles behind his ass and 
used my long legs to try and pull him deeper inside. 

"Oh give me that big than David give me that big cock 
baby... make me want it all night long!"

His dick was so fat that it stretched my pussy hole 
until my inflamed clitoris was pressing against the 
shaft. With each stroke the little red nubbin skittered 
along the juice-covered rod and sent electric shocks 
from my love opening to my brain.

"Yeah, fuck me you big stud! Ram me hard!" I urged him 
on through sperm-covered lips.

David's big fuck stick was bumping my cervix with 
several inches of the shaft still outside my pussy. He 
wanted all the way in, so he shoved against the mouth 
of my womb with each stroke until the tiny opening 
began to dilate. He could feel it opening up to him 
with each push. 

Finally his giant cock head wedged into the spread 
cervical canal and stuck. He pushed, and my tight 
cervix spread like a flower, allowing his rock-hard 
boner to slide into my virgin uterus. The apple-sized 
head filled my uterine cavity, and he thrust forward 
until it hit the back of my womb and his big ball sack 
rubbed against my asshole. My eyes rolled up into my 
head and I just grunted like an animal as he pumped 
slowly, keeping the dick head within my uterus at all 
times. 

"Oh Jesus, sweet Jesus yes oh yes more oh yes, yes! Oh 
I've died and gone to fuck heaven!" I yelled as I 
wiggled around on the dual impalement, as he was still 
holding onto my ass cheeks. "Fuck my pussy! Fuck me! 
Split me open you fucking bastard!"

"My God Marca, I never seen any women go off as you 
just did. I thought you were going to die on me!"

"I thought so too for a second!" I giggled. "Dear God 
that was one incredible fucking orgasm."

The huge member in me stretched my pussy...it was 
frying my brain with the first impression of how a fuck 
should be. I kept thinking about how this was the 
biggest penis I had ever taken, fuck this way my first 
cock I had ever had. This was a night of just one first 
after another first along with not being a virgin ever 
again. He took me home and I played with his cock all 
the way to my house; by the time we got to my driveway 
I had him hard and ready for more.

I motioned that he should slide over into the passenger 
side; the minute he sat down, I had my last condom out 
and was opening the foil and before he knew it I was 
rolling it down his almost hard shaft. I straddled his 
lap, taking his cock and pushing it inside me. I began 
to grid my crotch onto his, and then I raised myself 
off of him and suddenly slammed myself back down on him 
hard, pushing him deep inside me. David let out a small 
scream of surprise. 

Our lips met and we began to kiss, exploring our 
mouths. I softly bit his lip, and he pulled his head 
back and gave me a look like he didn’t expect that, but 
liked it just the same. I pushed his head to the side, 
and began licking and kissing around his ear and down 
his neck. 

David’s hands suddenly and a bit roughly grabbed my 
tits, cupping them and squeezing. He then ran the palms 
of his hand over the tips of my nipples, causing me to 
let out a long moan, then his lips met one of my 
nipples pulling it into his mouth and his tongue 
swirling it. 

I continued to roll my hips on David’s cock, then 
suddenly David’s arms went around my butt, and he 
picked my ass up as he shafted to make himself go 
deeper into my wet slippery pussy. We where still 
attached, and he began thrusting himself deeper inside 
of me, I could feel him in my stomach. I brought my 
legs out wider which made him able to thrust in deeper.

Using the strength of my legs, I pushed my hips up and 
down on his rock hard cock and as I did this, I 
tightened my inner muscles around his cock. Soon I 
began to feel that warm feeling in the pit of my 
stomach. Next my body began to shake, orgasmic waves 
rippled through me, my muscles tightened, and juices 
poured out of me. I let out an ear splitting yell. Then 
David’s own body went thought a spasm, and his body 
went rigid, I felt his cock pulsate and then he 
unloaded his full hot load deep inside the condom but 
it was way deep in me.

We stayed connected for a minute or two while we 
kissed, then I pulled up off of him. I got up off the 
still hard member and looked for my dress knowing I had 
to make it pass my mother. David found his clothes and 
proceeded to dress. I got dressed as well, with my 
dress on. We looked in each other’s eyes, I didn’t know 
if I should feel embarrassed by my wild demanding ways 
I had treated him when it came to having sex. We got 
out of the car and stood by the passenger side as he 
kissed on me and felt my hard nipples with his free 
hand.

God I wanted more I was still horny I was a 
nymphomaniac!

I felt his hands on my ass kneading my ass cheeks in 
his giant hands. I felt him reach for my dress and pull 
it up over my ass. He worked my dress up so I was only 
in my garter belt, stocking and my heels; I had no clue 
as to where my panties were. David turned me around and 
had me bend over the side of the car door and rest my 
hands on the open window. I then felt him start licking 
my pussy with his soft tongue and I came hard. I then 
felt his tongue start licking my tight asshole and 
probe it and I let out a low guttural moan. I would 
grow to love it when a man licks my asshole!

As I started shaking again from another orgasm I looked 
back over my shoulder at him when I saw movement from 
the next door neighbor’s second floor window. It was 
Mr. Wilson looking down at us and seeing me bent over 
with only my heels and stocking on and breast out. Than 
David stopped and stand up. He leaned in behind me and 
started kissing my neck. 

That's when I felt it: his massive cock started poking 
its head into my super wet bald pussy. He worked just 
the head into me and I came again. I was shaking as he 
started shoving inch after inch into my super tight 
pussy. His cock was so thick I didn't think I could 
take much of it, but the way it made me feel I just 
started begging for more. I was looking back at him but 
my gaze was on the second floor window.

"Oh this is so good I love it dog style...I wish I 
could get this anytime I wanted it!"

The cool night air began to make my hot ass have steam 
rise up off it. He slowly slipped back inside me and 
moaned as my pussy seemed that much hotter around him 
now. He slowly worked more in till I felt him hit my 
cervix for the second time tonight. I just knew he had 
to be all in but I was wrong. With one last massive 
thrust he slammed it all in me and I came violently. My 
arms fell out from me and I was laying flat on the car 
door, my ass high in the air with his big thick cock 
buried in my pussy. 

David started pulling out inch by inch and I loved 
every minute of it. I started screaming for him to fuck 
me and make me his bitch. He obeyed and started 
slamming all of it back in me. His thrusts started 
becoming long and hard and soon my pussy tightened 
around his cock again with another massive orgasm. I 
was so wet; my juices were flowing down my thighs and 
down his long cock shaft. 

David grabbed my hips and started pounding my pussy 
with all his might. I was going off so much I almost 
blacked out. I felt like I was being split apart! He 
slapped my ass hard and made me squeal. I was saying 
some pretty nasty stuff just begging for him to never 
stop. David then took a finger and started shoving it 
in my asshole and I came so hard my pussy became a vice 
grip around his massive cock. The car began to rock, 
and the door seems to bend inward and popping back out 
with the movement. I was losing it the tingling in my 
pussy was building rapidly. I was moaning. 

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" I moaned, creaming hard. My vagina 
convulsed around him and he found that he was about to 
shoot off also. 

He moaned, thrusting into me a few more times. My pussy 
must have gotten just tight enough for him because he 
grunted and started shooting his cream off into the 
last condom we had. I let out a deep moan as he kissed 
my neck and kept grinding his now softening cock deep 
in my pussy. I felt so full, so complete. 

He slowly started pulling his cock out and I could feel 
my pussy juices leaking out of my pussy and down my 
thighs. With his cock out of me, I felt so empty. My 
pussy was a gaping hole with my juices dribbling out of 
it.

I was still so horny and I noticed I was grinding my 
ass in the air. I looked back at David and than past 
him and up at the second floor and saw Mr. Wilson still 
watching. "Oh you older guy make me just want more... 
David baby, I could go at this all night long!"

Continued in part 2...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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