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(M+/F, exh, voy, 1st, prost, bi) *** I love to give pleasure to men. I am having a deep- seated urge to please the men who wants me. Thank God, I have more men than anyone woman could ever need; I have many men. (MF, exh, voy, orgy, oral) My mother had told me when I was growing up that at sometime in a woman’s life that she will be a whore to some man and he will be just a john to her. "Honey only the whores get a Mercedes for Christmas!" The Christmas I turned twenty I made sure, I had a new Mercedes in the driveway. Getting that Mercedes is not about making love to the man, it is more about giving him pleasure giving him what he wants that he cannot and most men will not get at home. Most johns are married. I was not married during this time, but that did not stop me: good pussy will get you a Mercedes every time. Some women see the sex I have as a fantasy or make believe, but than some would say, I live in a fantasyland. My fantasyland world is what I do best, made for just me. I love to give pleasure to men. I am having a deep-seated urge to please the men who wants me. Thank God, I have more men than anyone woman could ever need; I have many men. I am a deposit bank for semen, God how I love it! I love it in me! I love to swallow it! I crave it and some days I just cannot get enough. MS. MARCA Adventuress Woman of Sex Good-bye to my teen years Part 6 Chapter 1 I found that I needed to keep a better way of remembering who my clients were and what made them the way they were. I began using a notebook when I was still in Fort Worth that had some general information about my men, but I improved on my system after I moved to California, went into a more personal detail to help me keep track, and better informed about what my client wanted and needed. I set up a notebook system to where I had a two page (8x11) write up on each man. The pages look something like this. Anderson, Mark, age 58, 404-555-1234 Date of birth ___________________ Home town_______________________ Business address _____________city__________ St. ______________ President of _______________________________ Has income of $________________________ per year Auto___________ Make____________ Model ______________ College _____________MBA from _______________ Sports in school________________ Religion_______________________ Republican X Marine Officer 6"2" 235# blond hair, blue eyes, works out 3 days a week Married, 3 children…1 girl…2 boys…4 grand children Drinks…Gin, wine, beer with peanuts Meat and potatoes man Golf and baseball games his thing College team_________ Pro team ____________ Vacation spots a) ______________ b) _________________ c) _______________ Shit size_____ Coat size________ Pants size_______ Type of underwear ______________ Cologne _____________ Favorite color ___________, _____________, _________________ Wife…is not into sex after 35 years…no sex with her Heavy drinking will keep him from getting a hard Has problem with his cock size…thinks he is small (penis envy) Average size …erect 5" x 1+" round, balls on the small size, grape size Has no interest in oral sex with me, but likes to have his balls sucked. Jerking him… he loves to have me talk dirty to him as I jerk him off He has jerked off on my breast Likes me to masturbate in front of him Likes early morning fuck spoon style Will not fuck without a condom Likes to be on his back and have me ride him Fucking me on my back…will go off quick if I finger fuck his butt, middle finger on his prostate Butt fucking a turn off for him…nasty to him Finger his balls will cause him to shoot…best done in dog style position Spanking his ass as he fucks me is a turn on to him Have spanked him over my keen…is into being a sub Likes me in black panties French cut, g-string panties and black lace bra High heels a must…whore type looking heels Sees me, as a Trophy…likes other men to see me with him and show me off Knows I will entertain clients of his for a fee (to be determine) He pays me $500 a night…will give me a present on each visit First meeting was at the Computer Show in Vegas, I was a booth girl After four or five times with the man and he had become a regular I put a picture of him, on the page at the bottom. I love being in bed and laying beside and looking at a naked man. Looking and to feel a man, feeling his genitalia, his cock and to run my fingers and tongue over his manhood, his balls. To look up into his eyes and give him that sexy shy smile as I blow and kiss on his limp tool. This is part of my never-ending source of fascination and satisfaction for me. I love seeing the man’s cock resting on his balls, balls that are hanging loose and free. I adore picking them up playing with them feeling the weight of them in my hands as I think of what lies inside waiting for me to entice out. Moreover, the sense of power as I see a cock grow and swell in front of my eyes knowing that I have caused it makes me feel great. In addition, I love being the one they come to for their pleasure and to be the one that makes them feel like a man wants to feel. Some of my men want to be the dominating type in bed with me and other want me to be their mommy to them making them be my little boy. A few of my little boys want me to be my sex slave and my dark side comes out for them. In other words, I can be what ever my men want me to be. One of my main clients whom I met on my trip to San Fran with Bob was a tall good-looking operator whom like Bob, had a cock to die for and made me his sex slave when it came to having sex with him. Jim was the final piece of the puzzle I was looking for to fit in my game plan for a reason to move to the Bay Area and starting on my career in modeling on a full time bases. Jim was a president and sole owner of a national company that made electronic accessories for computers. He was a forty-four year old, married with two children a boy 14 and a girl 8. Jim was a nice looking, trim white-collar kind of man; a tall long legged lanky big- boned type of man. At a younger age had to have played football. He had black wavy hair with grey around the temples, which lent to his looking like a man out of GQ, He was bright, polite and a hard worker. Lean and just enough muscular style to his chest and stomach, he looked quite natural naked. Actually, a business suit did not become him at all. His lower body was muscular and well toned as he ran for health reason, which gave him staying power. This man obviously worked out; but it was not his physique but his cock that was the most impressive, even soft, it was magnificent. His cock which curved out and down in front of him in a great arc, the head was above his navel, when the cock was at full erection. His genitals looked long and droopy as if pulled down by their own weight. His set of balls was like a pair of golf balls in their sack. Only one of my hands could hold one of his hairy sperm keepers, they filled my palm and I loved to rub and squeezed them gently as I licked his masterpiece. The phrase "world class cock" ran through my mind, when I think of Jim. I felt as if I had made a discovery. When I need to check out a cock to see where it comes out on my cock inventory I do the following. I will examine the wonderful cock closely with my eyes and fingers, raising it up, lifting his balls, and feeling their weight, tenderly drawing them into my mouth. I squeezed him to see if I could close my fist around him. Most of the time I can go finger to thumb, if I cannot touch I got a winner. On Jim I could, just barely if I squeezed tightly. To check out the length I used the hand method. By holding the cock with one hand, then with two hands and so on until I reached the head: but with Jim he was three hands and the big head was will above my enclosed finger and thumb ring. I finally began to kiss the head and lick the sides. When I pressed it against my cheek, the great cock ran from my jaw and cheek up the side of my head. The large widely flared mushroom-shaped head was purplish in color when at full erection and running down the (9th wonder) of the world were prominently veined shaft that felt like ridges to my tongue. I can suck him off pretty good for a while but then my jaw started to hurt. That will happen when you have one worth keeping in your bed with you or wherever you happen to be at the time he wants head. As most of you know, I always want a cock to play with. After my move to California, I have had my fill of brown men, black men, tall men, white men, Asian men, fat men, old men and just about every possible combination between them. I have to say that although I have fucked so many, I am thrilled when one of them tells me I have a tight hole! I put that down to muscle control as I have always done plenty of workouts at the gym over the years. I keep on saying it but I am very thin! When a man with a big long cock fucks me, I always think it should be poking up out of my mouth. You would not know it to look at him be he had sex on the brain. Jim always wanted to start our sex with me just one way, that was dog style, and I had this thing for the doggie as will. "It's best doggy style" he would always tell me and give me a big smile. It only took once for me to discover my love for the doggy style position. I loved the feel of a big over sized hard cock sliding deep into my pussy as his balls slapped against me, with my voluptuous tits swinging wildly in the breeze. "Well I want the best," I would tell him and quickly get on all fours; we would do it on the carpet, the bed, and the sofa or wherever we were at the time that found him getting horny. I was always horny and ready to take on that big thing at the drop of a hat. Jim would always position himself behind me and gently rubbed the top of his cock around my entrance. Even though I was soaked, it still took him some effort just to pop the head in though my tight lips. Then he slowly plunged all the way in. Each time was as if it was my first time with him and his big cock and I started each session by letting out a low moan. "Oh that's nice, go slow baby," I murmured. Jim always new my reaction of my body and my movements and how I used my inter muscles to make my body a sex machine that would fuck his brains out. Jim new my body signals and would gently began sliding his monster inside me. When he hit bottom I would let him know my clinging my pussy walls around him and moaning out. "My God, oh yes your in!" I would gasps for a deeper breath as I took all of him in. I let out a loud deep moan as it kept going in and out ever so slow. "God, this is incredible, touch me way back in there, deeper honey!" Once he was in the House of Good Pussy, where it was nice wet and warm; after I had adjusted to his size I would look back over my shoulder at him and smile telling him in just so many words to take my ass for a test ride. I know where the saying came from about the good cock stud was about to lay pipe, Jim could lay pipe. His cock seems to pry me wide open each time as if it was a stranger in my love canal. That very first thrust to the back of me, I felt pain as if I were a virgin with my first real cock. He would clamp onto my hips and slowly withdrew until just the head remained in my steaming clutches. He would hold it just with the head in and make me squirm and try to clamp back on it. I would whimper and moan trying to get in deeper and he would ask me if I wanted it in deeper! "Tell me Marca what do you want, baby you need a big cock to make you happy?" I would nod my head yes and whimper in a low voice, "Yes please give it to me, please!" He loved to slap my ass, and as most of you know, I was into having my butt spanked as I took it doggie. WHACKS! WHACK! WHACK! He continued the long strokes, as I begged him to give it to me as I humped back to meet his thrust. After a few minutes, he would speed up each time. Soon he was vigorously humping me like a wild animal that he had become trying to breed the bitch under him. Than he would come to a slow pace making me go crazy, as I was always near a climax and he knew I was ready to go off. His cock felt like a log that my father used in the fireplace. My womb walls would stretch and expand whenever we fucked making me want more with each stroke. I would lay my head down on the pillow and squeeze the sheets trying to clap my pussy around his masterpiece. Oh Jesus, I am almost there, I'm almost there, and I’m almost there!" There was no stopping me. The intense craving for sexual gratification that had been pulsating in my womb had now permeated my entire body. My fingers and toes tingled with every movement, every breath, and every sound. "Oh, oh, oh my God, fuck! Do not stop, oh please, more, never stop, and keep giving it to me, more God Damn you more! Don't you dare STOP FUCKING?" It was somewhere between the most desperate plea and the most dictatorial command. I could have cared less. At this moment I was a woman without conscience, without external cares, I was a female beast indulging in the most precious gift nature had provided. I had never felt anything so large and yet it felt so calming at the same time. With the endless stroking of his cock and I was soon experiencing my first orgasm of the day. Back and forth he moved, in and out varying his speed. One moment he was lost in passion pumping at a hundred miles an hour and the next it was slow and deep thrusts. Each push forward was another bit closer for me as his power and strength carried me to heights I had never known before. Orgasms continued until I could count them no longer. He was one of the few men who could take me to the moon and not leave me out there hanging. God he could screw me and screw me to the very end! One of the things I did for Jim and a few other of my men was sometimes act as hostess when he needed a woman’s touch at a cocktail party or dinner party for his customers. You have to be on your good behavior and at the same time be as sexy as hell and make them all wish you belonged to them and not the host of this function. It is an easy task when no other women are around and you become the center of attention very quick. I smile a lot as I lean over the table to serve drinks or trays of goodies from a silver plate; I feel the red dress, so short; rise higher upon the backs of my legs. I feel the hemline ride to expose the commencement of my buttocks. I know for certain, that I am being watch and observed by all. I see eyes glancing at the free show I am giving, a free show that I know he wants me to give, show that I, in fact, revel in. I can be the perfect host for any party, never standing still for too long, ensuring that the guests eat the food, drink the wine, the beers. Ensure that their glasses never become empty for too long. The ice buckets continually topped up for the cocktail drinkers. Yes, the perfect host that just happens to be here to help close the deal if need be. My mind often drifts back and forth to the times when the host has requested I wear the sexiest, most reveling thing I have for the onlookers and make sure they get a view of my breasts, nipples and of course, my wonderful ass. Just like now, as I lean further, my ass cheeks are visible. I chat merrily away, offering but never drink any cocktail, talk of the latest fashion, for that is all I know. Everyone can see that my nipples are firm, poking the material outwards. The thrill that I have is to know that underneath the dress, I am totally naked, naked and free. The thrill I have is I know that under this calm exterior, under this red, clinging dress that hides my nakedness, I am sexually excited. I feel my wet pussy with each step I take; I know that he is checking me out as is the room of men is. When I offer a drink to one of the men, I see his eyes dropping, gazing staring at my hard erect nipples. I know that all the men are staring at them. I enjoy their gazes. I also know that their cock is hard, but other cocks in the room are too. I enjoy the game I play with them, and I certainly know how to tease. I certainly enjoy the aspect of teasing just as I did on my way here to night, when I made a stop at the gas station. The gas attendant's eyes widen and he smiled when he saw my body as he cleaned my windows on my car. His eyes firmly on my breasts, on my nipples who know, he may have had a glimpse of my sweet pussy too, who knows, only he knows. I hoped he did. The host for the party had his main customer as his houseguest for the night, Kirk Watson, 6 feet 5 inches tall, but on the fat side grey hair, blue eyes. Eyes that kept glancing at my nipples going up and down the front of my dress; his height does have an advantage. Even more so, as he leant over to place his half empty glass on the coffee table. Even a blind man could see my nipples as the top of the dress parted. I knew that he had a fuller view. I smiled, an inward smile as he stood back up, watching him toss a few peanuts into his mouth. As time drew on, the party guests left, hands shook and my cheeks and lips had many kiss on them, goodbyes and thank-you was told to me numerous times. 'You did well Marca, you did very well' he told me as the remaining guests dwindle out of the door, leaving just Kirk, the host and myself. I noticed that neither the host nor Kirk's eyes were very far away from either my cleavage or from my hemline. Yes, the teasing mode was in full swing. I looked at them and smiled. "May I get you a glass of brandy Mr. Watson, a night cap?" He smiles and tells me thank you I would like that. A glass of brandy had been set in front of Mr. Watson and my host made a toast to me for the wonderful party I had put together for him. Following the glass of brandy, I asked to be excused departed to one of the guest rooms, leaving my host and Kirk to chat, about business. Even though it was 1:30 in the morning, my workday was just about to begin. How could I be tired when I slept until 4 PM knowing the type of night I might have. I reappeared in a change of dress, a black sheer floor length nightgown that has a built in see though bra and black G-string panties and my night slipper are 3" black heels. "Oh, wows aren’t you the pretty one!" Mr. Watson said to me as I stand in the doorway to tell them goodnight. "Oh Marca please come here so we can see how lovely you are in that sexy gown!" Nothing, nothing, escaped from their eyes. I saw them looking at me. "Marca, you look so good, so hot please set with us for a minute." My nipples adorning my large full breasts were the object of both their eyes. As I sat down near Mr. Watson on the sofa, and stretched my arms over the back of the sofa, my legs straightened out in front of me and than cross. My strong thigh muscles tightened. The gown falls way from the opening shows all my legs, and my G- string/womanhood. They both could see my happiness. I looked at the two of them. A smile formed on my host lips. I had seen that smile before, the wicked, sexy smile. No words spoken from either man as I brought my hands to my breasts. Kirk and my host both watched as my fingers played across my leg and lower stomach. They watched in total silence as I open my legs, crossing them and showing my g-string. My large breasts firm and almost naked, my nipples pointing outwards, so firm were ready for sucking. They both watched as my fingers stroked my nipples, and as my legs parted. I stand and say goodnight. "If anyone needs anything I am at the end of the hall!" I winked at Mr. Watson as I pass behind the host as I went out the room. I made sure my hips had that wiggle to them as I exited the room and once in my bedroom I slipped out of my gown and into bed under the sheets nude. It was only a few minutes before my door open and by the light from the hallway; I could see that Watson had made his way to my room. I sat up in bed on one hand and let the sheet fall giving him a complete view of my 40DD. He stood frozen in the now open doorway, breathless, gazing at the vision of loveliness. His eyes took in the sight and the enticing smile almost simultaneously told me I had won. He put his hand to feel his cock under his pants. His groan was from sheer lust. I smiled, I knew I had him hooked the first time he looked at me some 4 hours earlier; but this was telling me I now had him at my disposal with no possibility of interference. He came to my bedside and I reach my hand out to his thighs and touch his crouch. Mr. Watson groaned once again when he felt my hand pull the zipper of his trousers down and extract his hard, dripping cock from his trousers. For a big man he was not that well hung, but he had an average size tool. "You fucking tease, you have fucked with me and every man here tonight, all night long! You are nothing but a fucking teasing whore, Jim said you were mind to have for the rest of the night, I want to fuck you, you slut!" He groaned as his hands squeezed my breasts, pushing the nipples high, as if welcoming his sucking mouth. "You think your man enough to give me what I want, are you just one more cock that is a 2 minute wonder. I need a good fucking, I want a good fuck, give me that hard cock!" Sometimes you have to put down a challenge to the man. Watson’s hands cupped my breasts, silently admiring their shape and firmness as he squeezed them, like melons. "What a great set of fucking tits!" He looked at one than the other. "Damn, their perfect!" Gently massaging my breasts, my nipples responded to his touch. His fat lips, tugging gently on my nipples, teased them until they hardened. My soft moans were the only sounds filling the large bedroom. Watson continued working on my breasts and nipples, making my inner passions gradually rise. Slipping his hand beneath my ass, he found my pussy already secreting juices. His large fat fingers slipped between my legs, forcing them to part slightly. My moans grew louder as he leisurely worked his over sized finger between the folds of my pussy. My perfectly shaped butt pressed down against the cool sheets, slightly bucking against his hand. Rubbing his finger upwards, he brushed against my sensitive clit, causing me to gasp aloud. "Just being in that room all night with all those men all of them horny, with them trying to feel on me! Oh I am so horny, god how I need you, I need your big hard cock!" I pushed him off to the side, onto his back while holding his cock firmly in my hand; I reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom and slipped it on with just one hand, as only a true expert can. I straddled him, guiding his cock to my pussy. Easing down on him, I felt his cock sliding inside me. Sometimes you need to be a good actor, to make this all work. Oh, you, you…my god I can feel you all the way to my stomach, damn you have it all!" His hands held my ass as I began to ride him. My body rising until his cock was barely inside me then slamming down hard, grinding my pussy into him. My boobs were bouncing and swinging above his face as I smiled down at him. "Oh Mr. Watson your cock feels like it is getting harder!" I fucked myself for several minutes, hard and fast, then slow and easy. My hands held his shoulders pinned against the bed. His fat belly caused my legs to part more in an angle and I had to ride him with my ass setting on him rather than on my knees. "Oh Mr. Watson I am getting there, oh me oh it feels so…good!" Feeling myself about to cum, I slowed down remembering I was here to make him happy. Watson’s hips bucked hard into me, forcing me to have a small orgasm; however, I made him feel he had caused me to have the big one. I lower my breast down to his face and allowing him to kiss and suck my rock hard nipples. "OH you big cock bastard…fuck me, god damn you fuck me! OH YES, YES OH YES!" He pushed me over backwards with my head ending up hanging over the foot of the bed. His cock fell out of my wet pussy and he fumbled with it trying to get it back in. I reach down between us and with one hand on his ass and with the other I guided his cock back into my love nest. Taking long, deep strokes, I am sure he thought they were long and deep, he tried to ravage my body, fucking me vigorously. To play the part and give him his monies worth I begged for more, begging him to fuck me even harder! Watson was most obliging, not wanting to stop fucking the big boobs, beautiful woman under him. I reached and held his balls and they felt like they were going to explode as they slapped at my ass with each hard stroke. Gritting his teeth to keep from screaming out, I could see he felt his load exploding from his cock. To help him along, I added my two cents. "OH YES! YES MORE! MORE! GIVE IT UP TO ME! MORE! GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK ME! OH YES! YES! YES!" Watson gasped for air, trying to catch his breath; he collapsed on top of me. I am sure he had filled the condom to the max, as he kept it inside my lustful pussy. Lying on top of me, the two of us tried to get our breaths. With my arms around him, I held him firmly to my overheated body. Neither Watson’s strength nor my own was sufficient to lift him from me; he remained motionless for several minutes. I stroked and squeezed his ass and rubbed a finger up and down the slit of his butt. I managed enough strength to roll him onto his side. His cock slipped from my pussy, as I kissed him softly on the cheek I rubbed his fat belly just before I rolled the sperm filled condom off, licked, and sucked the cock head clean. I than glided off the bed, and headed for the bathroom to clean my wet pussy and returning several minutes later, I washed his cock with a warm washcloth. "If you’d like to sleep here tonight, you’re more than welcome to." I said, smiling. "I’d like to but I’ve got to be at work in the morning." He whispered. After several moments, he added, smiling. "I guess I could stay long enough for a short nap." Cuddling up like spoons with my ass to his limp spent cock, the two of us drifted off to sleep on the king- size bed. One thing I had learned was to be up and out before the customer is awake; it is less embarrassing for him and the next time we have sex is the time to wake him the next morning with a BJ. Chapter 2 Having just turned twenty years old and with an excellent body; a firm body from working out all the time. My smooth shapely butt was still out in the open and my newest lover could not take his eyes off the round love palaces. This was a wimp, who I could do just about anything to him and he enjoyed it. At 52, he was trying to relive his youth and I was the girl who he had always dreamed about but could never get. After making a million in the PC business, he could afford to have a dream girl. A major moneyman that had used my services before introduced him to me at a marketing meeting with some investment bankers, and I was his date for dinner and I entertained him after dinner for a nice fee. Seducing him was no problem at all since I was the only woman he had ever been to bed with since he was married 29/30 years ago. His wife was 50 and a grandmother so I knew what an older man was looking for when it came to getting him between the sheets. I was always taking some man back to his hotel room for business reasons and I tried to mix business with my own pleasure. Usually they were married; I enjoyed taking another woman's property and adding him to my list of conquests. I looked at it this way; married men are the best lays. You get a good fucking and they go home to their wives when you are done with them. No messy relationships this way and they pay better than a single man does. However, I am getting ahead of myself. It was now about mid morning and did my last check of my day-timer to make sure I had my only appointment down right. I was to be at the conference center in the Sheraton Hotel this afternoon to have cocktails with a prospective client; a stockbroker that had used my services before was setting us up. After that meeting with the new prospect, I had a free evening. I had time to get some sun so I put on my G-string bikini and went out to sit on my deck. Just as I sat down the phone rang. The voice of the personal assistance for Mr. R.A. Diggs informed me that Mr. Diggs wanted me to come to the Hilton tonight at 6:30 for cocktails and dinner. Mr. Diggs was one of my main clients and he had me doing a lot of entertainment for him. "Ms. Marca... Mr. Diggs said this customer is very special, you will need to be special to night!" The sun was high in the mid morning sky as I lay there letting the world and anyone on the other side of my high fence admiring my beautiful body, which shone like copper in the brilliant light. The skimpy bikini I wore barely covered my body, which had become a dark bronzed color accentuating every curve I lay there on my back in a half dream state enjoying the feeling of the sun on my body. I took off my top to reveal my firm breasts. I looked around in an after thought to see if anyone was home in the house that faced my backyard deck. Being half-naked, and knowing that someone was looking would arouse me causing my erect nipples to point skywards. After a while, I decided to slip off my G-string and fully expose my body to the sun. After a few minutes, it was time for me to get something cold to drink. I went inside and was standing at the kitchen window when I see a figure of a man from the second floor of the house behind me looking out his window with binoculars in his hands. The asshole had been watching me! I will show him! I decided that perhaps I would see just how far I could go in arousing him. After about 15 minutes, I went back and decided to relax on my deck in my lounge chair and soak up some more sun. It was time to give him a good show. I stood up and slowly walked to where I had an outdoor shower rigged just to keep me cool on days like this, but today I was going to let it all hang out. I dropped my top and slipped out of my G-string. I made sure I let the water splash down on my boobs and hips as I turned and bent in a seductive manner for the benefit of my new admire. When I had finished, I walked back again in even a more seductive manner, this time when I got back to the lounge chair I slowly and seductively laid down in the chair and wriggle seductively in my chair and I know he had his eyes glued on me. After a few more minutes I stood up and again, walked seductively to the show, and repeated the same procedure. By this stage, my pussy had swollen, and I then began to rub my hands over my breasts and put my hand down on my mound and play with my moist and swollen pussy lips. I turned my head and looked up towards his window. The look on my face was that of pure sexual lust. I was in need of a man and he got the message from what I was doing to myself. I could feel the passion welling up in me as I fucked myself slowly and deeply with my fingers. The sight of me sucking hungrily on my big silver dollar size nipples had to be even more incredible to him. I was not finished however. I wanted more and I could not believe what I did next! I got on all fours and reached back between my legs with my right hand, and rubbed my pussy with my ass up in the air. I was not done yet. I turn and lie down on my lounge chair, spread my legs and began to masturbate. I lay there, legs spread in front of him and played with my clit and pussy lips. I took my time, knowing what a big turn on it was for me, so he had to be going crazy. I looked up at windows trying to see the pure excitement in his eyes. Finally, moaning with delight I came in one of my better orgasm that I had in a few days. When I had finished I could not resist the temptation of licking my fingers and as I went on to take my shower I waved at him and smiled and than blew him a kiss. I had plenty of time to dress. I showered, applied cologne between my breasts and other appropriate places, brushed my hair and finished with the cosmetics. I wore a simple pleated plaid black and white mini skirt; a white ruffled blouse with white heels and had on white lace panties and matching bra. The blouse was open to show some cleavage for the afternoon meeting it is hard to hide a set of 40DD. I walked into the bar at the hotel and found Paul my stockbroker and an older man at a corner table. I walked up kissed Paul on the cheek and introduced myself to Mr. Dan Duffy man in his mid 50’s that had made it in the auto business. He was a car dealer and was a fast talker and right away, I knew he was going to make me a deal. I took a seat between the two men with my back to the wall and my lower body hidden by the table. "Marca…Dan's was at one of my hunting trips last fall and the subject of fine wine and women came up and by the time the weekend was over Dan said he just had to meet this Marca that the others all knew!" I gave a sly smile to the new man and saw that he was interested and I could see by the way he was dressed and the two rings he had on that he could afford me. "Marca he has heard about your reputation from the other clients I have that you have gone out with and Dan is eager to try join the team. I laughed and told both of them. "You think you need to change your/his luck?" After a few teasing jokes and some appraising looks, the stockbroker left and we were at the table alone. A table in the corner and no one could see my lower body. This was going to be quick and to the point, for us both knew I was here to sell him something; just how long it would take to get him to deliver a deposit…in me was the question. My stockbroker friend paid me 500 big ones for each new client I took care of, after that first time; I was to work out my deal direct with my new customer. I had worked it out with the broker that the first 500 went into my ICA Mutual Fund account every time I took care of one of his clients. After that first visit with his client, I used my personal money to invest in the fund. Therefore, with that out of the way it was time to go to work. "Mr. Duffy what did all the other men say about me? I just hope you do not believe everything they say, did you?" He moved closer to me and took my hand in his, and held it in my lap. "They said in so many words that you were the best looking woman…God knows they were right about that and you knew what to do with…This!" He responded as he boldly, yet nervously, pulls my soft, willing hand over the obscenely large bulge in his pants. "It seemed like I was the only man at the camp who was not getting any this in that hot pussy of yours." My eyes went wide as I felt his bulge and my mouth open to form a big O-ring as if I was about to suck it. Loving his up-front, direct approach, I grin wickedly at him and mischievously respond, "Well…you just did not get on my list. These things take time...I'm not a total slut you know, I only play one when I entertain!" With those words, I smile at him, and stroke his cock harder through his pants. I looked around the room to make sure that no one was looking and began to put the hand moves on the outside of his pants. "OH…good heavens I do think this thing is growing, I do believe!" Dan is a bit surprised at my boldness but he quickly gets over it and slides his arms around me to pull me in close. "Mmmmm," I moan as he plants one of his large hands on my leg and rubs it up toward my thigh, "I think you like me. I could get to like this big boy also!" He had his hand at my panty-covered pussy and was rubbing my fold though the cotton material. "Damn, Marca," he hisses, "every man at the camp fucking adores you; and I can see why, you look so fucking sexy, especially in that damn dress." I wonder how many men Paul had at his camp and did I do all of them? "Oh Mr. Duffy…I look sexy in this little mini skirt, in this old thing? You should see me out of it," I respond as I teasingly, tantalizingly lick at my hot lips, when my hand still on his tented crouch as I lean over and whisper in his ear. "Totally out of it bent over the side of a king size bed with my tight ass way up high, weaving back and forth in the air, making little circles. With me looking back over my shoulder with a "fuck me" look on my face. That's what you should see!" "Oh, fuck yes; I want to," he replies haltingly, "I want to see what some of what the other men have been seeing." His hands slowly slide down my legs and around to my ass and he begins to squeeze my firm ass. Dan figures he wanted to take this up stairs to his room, so he signals for the bar tab and I tell him that it might be best I meet him and not be seen going up together. I quickly glance around to make sure no one observes as I slip out of the bar and to the elevators. I got to his room and was at the door no more than a minute or two when he got off the elevator and had Paul with him and both had that look on their face and hurried me into the room, the boys were horny. I giggled as they hustled me into the room, I looked at Paul and said, "Both of you was not part of the deal! So are there others or a few other things?" "Really," Dan said. Intrigued by what I said, his hand sliding down and rubbing my back. "Nice, this is fucking nice. What other things?" "Well," I said as I leaned my head to one side and sighed as Dan's hand moved to my neck. "Just other things, you know as in what else!" His fingers felt so good that I did not even notice my skirt fall to the floor or my blouse slip off as the straps of my bra sliding down over my shoulders and onto my arms. It seemed the natural thing to do to just lean my body back into him and let him work. I felt his lips on my neck and moaned as he was placing kisses on my neck. His hands had stopped rubbing my shoulders and were now cupping my tits. I gasped as he rolled my nipples between his fingers. He whispered in my ear "God you got big breast!" and I lowered my arms in obedience to his command. With my arms down, he lowered my bra, exposing my breasts for both he and Paul to admire. His hands returned to my boobs as his lips returned to my neck. A glance in Paul's direction seeing him fidgeting in a chair as his hand dropped and began to rub his erection through his trousers. Dan had seen it too and whispered in my ear again. "Give him a blowjob, I’ll pay for it! Get him taken care of and out of here!" I smiled and bent over in front of him. His legs opened as soon as my hands reached for his zipper, he softly whispered, "Yes." I freed his erection from the confines of his trousers and leaned my lips down to the head of his cock. As I let Paul's dick slip into my mouth, I felt Dan's hands working my panties down my thighs and to my knees. I lifted my feet up so that he could pull them the rest of the way off. Somehow, my white heels remained on, other wise I was naked with the two men. Paul gasped as I sucked harder on his cock and I moaned inwardly as I felt Dan's fingers work magic on my slit. Oh, shit! Goddamn that felt good! I raised my mouth off Paul’s cock and mouthed to him, (you own me.) "Oh yes I will, you are so good Marca, oh yes!" My legs opened and I felt something rubbing up and down the length of my moist pussy lips. As if I had never had a cock rub my slit, however it felt bigger than most men with whom I had worked on, or who had worked on my pussy before. I wanted to turn and look, but Paul held my head down on his cock. I licked sucked and got into the BJ I was doing, they did not give me the nickname in high school as Marca the human Hoover vacuum cleaner for nothing. I licked his cock from the balls all the way up to the tip and then let my tongue circle the tip, Paul was moaning so I guess I was doing o.k. I opened my mouth and let the tip pass my lips, his cock slipped into my mouth easily and I let it go in as far as it could. I felt so sexy doing this; Paul moved his hips so that his cock moved in and out of my mouth on its own. I took one hand and held his hairy balls, they filled my palm and I rubbed and squeezed them while I continued to suck and lick his dick. He tightened his grip on my locks of my hair that he held, bobbing my head up and down with it. I could feel his muscle tensing up against my tongue and knew his release would be soon. He groaned and used both hands to force me down until my lips pressed against his nuts. Then he arched himself upward and sprayed his hot semen down my throat. Shot after shot overfilled my throat and mouth. I gagged and tried to pull back, but he held me there. I struggled to try to swallow that mammoth amount of cream, so he would release me. When he finally stopped his orgasm, he let go of my head. I lifted my face and took several deep breaths. He smiled at me and said, "I think you’ve found your calling in life, Marca. You could make a living doing that." I laughed and replied, "I found that out years ago and the hours are not bad!" I swallowed and gulped on him and kept swallowing as he leaked sperm down his limp cock, damn the boy was horny. I continued to suck for all I was worth trying to get the last drop out of him. His semen tasted different this time. He must have been on a rich food and heavy drinking thing, diet has something to do with how semen tastes. As I finished sucking Paul, I felt the most mind-bending stretch I had ever imagined as Dan's cock started it journey into my pussy. He had worked the head in as I finished and Paul let his hands fall off of my head so that I could lift up and scream, "Oh my God! That is not real, you are fucking big!" Paul looked over and I heard him gasp as he looked at Dan’s tool. Dan continued pushing the head in, than with about an inch more into me; I screamed again. "Oh shit! Oh my god you…fucking shit! It is too fucking big! Stop. Stop. DAMN IT!" He stopped, but did not pull out, so I whimpered, "Please. Take it easy you think I am some cow to just fuck?" I look at Paul and give him a hard firm look and motion with my head for him to go. He just sat dumb founded looking at Duffy’s cock. "Paul you need to go get a drink!" Still bent over at the waist and my eyes locked on Paul’s as he stood and pulled his pants up and headed for the door. "I’ll take good care of Mr. Duffy, call me tomorrow baby!" The door shut and I looked back and said to the big cock that was trying to get in me. "OK, where were we!" He looked down at my ass and said in so many words. "Shit I get so excited some times I forget that I am this big, I'll go slowly; I'm big, but they all said you were the girl that could take it, if any pussy could!" The feeling of my pussy stretched like that is indescribable. It felt like someone had shoved his whole arm inside me. Then, Dan began to inch his way in and out of me. He pulled back about an inch at first. Then he pushed it back in some. He did this ten or a dozen times before, he pulled out a little more than an inch and pushed it back in going deeper each time. Then with each stroke, he pulled out a little further on the outstroke, until finally only the tip left still inside me. I looked back between my legs and saw two monsters hanging in a sack that look like an over stuff sock. "Good god you’re unbelievable!" He had taken hold of my hips and began that slow stroking my slit as all his big, long cock bastards will do that know how to fuck. This motherfucker knew how to fuck and he knew it too. A man with a big cock will do the slow motion on you until he feels you hump back at him and he knows you want the train ride and he has the engine in you ready to roll. "Fuck me!" I pleaded, and he rammed his hard cock into me. I screamed out, my pussy just got a full cock fucking, and it felt like a telephone pole was fucking me. He kept going and an extremely powerful orgasm started ripping through my body, so powerful that I might pass out for a minute. I looked back over my shoulder at him and puckered my lips as if I wanted a kiss from him and sucked air and moaned though my teeth. "God damn Dan, you are fucking good!" I grunted. "Hold still and feel this big boy!" Than I began to work my pussy making it clamp on to his big pink snake, milking him and squeezing it with just my pussy. "Shit Marca, you are so fucking good, so tight, you make any big cock seem good! Goddamn they were right you could fuck! Holy shit how you are doing that, you are sucking my cock with your pussy better than some women can suck with their mouth!" I reached back and put a hand on my hip and flexed my right leg, making my pussy throb, and began to work his cock with my pussy jaws. He said he thought the girls who normally he used gave out great sex, but now he knew they were merely amateurs. I thanked him for the compliment "I get a lot of practice and by the way I am no amateur, this is the reason I get the top dollars for my services!" We rocked back and forward and with a dual motion, he made a grab for my long black wavy hair, yanking it back at the same time as giving my ass cheeks a hard slap, a whack. I looked back at him as I screamed out loud "am I your dirty bitch" … With that, he came with his next thrust. Then as if he had lost control, he slams into me fast and hard...he is creaming my pussy with his load of warm cream, as I call out to him. "Fuck me, fuck me like a bitch dog, and fuck my pussy!" Filling my pussy, wetness of my juices and his sperm was running down my thighs. I feel his hands stroking and petting my ass, spreading me open and fingering my pussy again. He slips a finger inside my ass to savor the wet hole. "You! You're a fucking bitch dog! A bitch in heat! They said you can't get enough cock can you?" My eyes widen as I look at him fingering my ass. "Dan, no way, you are much too big for that!" I push him back on the bed and tell him to relax and I go to the bath to give myself a quick, but hopefully a good douches and clean myself. I return to the bed and wash his big limp tool with a damp washcloth at the same time cleaning his balls. I stand and slip on my skirt and blouse and put my panties and bra in my purse. He told me to open the top drawer of the nightstand and get 500 out of his money clip, that was for the BJ with Paul and a tip for me from him even if Paul was to pick up the tab. "That was the best... Marca." I look down at him and smile. "It has been a real pleasure doing business with you Dan! Thank you, for the nice tip. We will have to do it again, soon." "Yes, we will. This is going to be a long and fruitful business relationship. Just how do I go about seeing you again?" "Here is my card and my answering service will take you number and I will return the call within 3 hours. A morning or afternoon session is 400 after 6PM is 500 and all night is 750. If you have clients, it is a one time thing of 500, but no over nights on the first date unless I say so." He looked at the card as he sat up on his elbows and looked me over one more time and I could see the wheels turning him thinking of how he could put my services to work for him. "Baby you do anything, or do you have some things that for off limits? You got any girl friends you work with for a group party?" Looking down at him, I smiled and told him the guidelines of my group actives. "I do only two men at a time and no more than 6 or 7 in a group and I work alone! I don’t need any help when it comes to handling sex with a man, or a couple of men!" I bent over and kissed him on the cheek, and squeezed his limp snake. I said to him. "I may need to make you a special deal since you are packing something that makes me happy. Bye baby call me!" Out the door, I went and headed for the parking garage. I got into my car and saw that I had over two hours before I had to be at the Hilton and I had my dress and heels I was wearing for cocktails and dinner in the trunk. I thought it would be best to go to the Hilton and be early, and not fight the freeway later. I had to put on my other dress before I got to the hotel, so some 3 or 4 miles before I got there, I turned onto a dark street and pulled to the curb. I put the car gently into park, then twisted in my seat, spreading my legs more in the process and letting my right breast fall completely out of my blouse. I felt like maybe this was not a good place to change. However, I had to slip on my new dress and I moved my hand up to my fresh black panties and fingered the fabric. I suddenly felt my seatbelt release, and then, I reached down and reclined my seat. My left hand fell to the floor of the back seat. My right hand, which had been on my breast, slipped to the other side, and was pulling my blouse even more open as it went. I tossed the blouse and skirt into the back seat and placed my dress for the evening on the back of the passenger seat. I looked out the car window and realized that there was someone passing the car. An elderly man was standing nearby and appeared to be trying to sneak peaks in at me. The street was almost dark, and I did not think he could see me. I could see that the elderly man was standing closer to the car now. He was leaning against a signpost, and not looking directly at me, but I knew that he was aware of what was going on. Just an old man, I did not care if he saw me. I finally felt my hand in the dark grasp the waistband and pull the panties up over my long tan legs to my knees. I raised my hips up, giving the man outside the car a spectacular view in the process. My breasts tilted up toward the streetlights behind him and my pussy almost even with the bottom of the window. I saw the old man smile as he watched. Damn he could see me and this just sent me off and made my nipples go rock hard. I had always considered myself an exhibitionist before my customers, but this little striptease for this stranger turned me on even more. I stopped and let my panties fall back to the car floor. With my panties now down around one ankle, I spread my legs even more for the old man. Than he lowered, his hand to his crouch and unzipped his baggie old pants. He pulled out a limp shriveled up old cock and began to jerk it with just his two fingers and his thumb. Our eyes made contact and he gave me a smile that told me I was making him happy. I turned the map light on in the car and this gave him a perfect view of my pussy and boobs. I moved my body over to the passenger side of the front seat as my fingers found their way to my fold; I raised my legs up off the floor and spread them as wide as I could in the car. I moved my right hand down and shoved two of my fingers into my soaked pussy, moaning as they penetrated my love tunnel. The feeling of my fingers rubbing inside my own pussy and the old man jerking as he watched me sent me over the edge. "OH... OH... OH, GOD! OH...GOD! OH! OH!" I cried out as the waves of my orgasm rode over me like a warming fire. I let my hand fall to my side as the old man in the fading light look on at my body and he watched as I used more baby wipes to clean my pussy and wipe up the juices off the seat. I slipped my panties back up my long legs and said to hell with the bra than I wiggled into my mini cocktail dress. I sat up, pulling my top down and flashed him my boobs one more time as I waved and smiled at the elderly man as I pulled away. Chapter 3 I made it to the Hilton parking garage and did the self-parking knowing I might be staying over night, if he got lucky, whoever he is. I went to the roof and parked in one of the coroners as only one car could park beside me. I put my things in the trunk, slipped back in the front seat to bring out my make-up case and do my face, my hair, and touched up my nails, fingers and toes. I used baby wipes on my pussy and ass one more time to make sure I was clean and applied perfume to just the right places. I arrived at a huge hotel suite looking like a $500 hooker. I knew I would be entertaining a client and was looking forward to it. I got the introduction to a Mr. Frank Wentworth and was his date in the hotel dinning room for dinner with the other men. Frank was a handsome man in his mid-fifties, about six feet tall. His brown hair was starting to turn grey, giving him a distinguished appearance. He kept himself in excellent shape by working out at the health club at least three times a week. Frank had been married to his wife for thirty years. While they loved each other, very much their sex life had dwindled to almost nothing over the last few years Frank's company had become his mistress, and he worked very long hours to ensure that it remained successful. He is very easy on the eyes, my excitement have my nipples hard. Oh no, should I have worn my bra to cover my nipples but than I like letting him see how much he excites me? I give up let him look. I want him to see me and try to guess what I am feeling without saying a word he winks at me. My smile confirms my attraction. I can hardly take my eyes off him. He carries himself with a lot of confidence. Mr. Wentworth has my attention this evening. My nipples become hard. As I turn around to see where he was, I found him right at my side looking straight at my nipples. I tease him by make my breasts giggle as I walk to the table for drinks. He fell into my trap of thinking he was talking me into going to bed with him and I did remind him that he was a married man. When my hand accidentally touched his cock at the little table, we were at after dinner having a drink; will he saw how excited I got over knowing he was a real man as I expressed my feelings about what he had down there. As I put my hand down on his leg and leaned over to whisper something to him, I had place my hand down on his upper thigh and my fingers feel on the inside of his leg and I felt his shaft on the inside of his pants. My eyes when big I stop talking to him, my mouth fell open as I looked at him and than very slowly down toward the big thing and I gasped an "OH MY…OH!" My hand froze to his thigh and I ran my fingers up and down it. My face turned crimson, and my mouth dropped open but no words came forth. My breathing quickened noticeably, and I started to squirm in my chair. My pussy knew right away it was about to be invaded by a cock this size started making my juices flow even more. He felt embarrassed since he was not use to anyone doing that so I had to change my attack. I put my free hand up to my mouth as if to hide my speech, but I held fast to his big tool with my other hand and fingers. "Oh I am sorry I should keep my hands to myself, I did not mean to do that... it just kind of…will it shocked me Mr. Wentworth…I am not around men with something like that, a man such as you." I than began to blush and looked down at the table as if I had been found out that I had been naughty. He smiled and looked at me and his eyes went to my boobs where they had been all night, my timing was perfect for at the moment my nipples went hard and poked though the thin material of my top. I saw him look and I made eye contact with him, gave that sheepish smile, and whispered to him. "I get excited when I think about something like you have!" I squeezed it just enough to let him know I was still holding it. I let out a deep breath and made a low moan sound as he continued to look at my hard nipples poking though the dress. "Please Mr. Wentworth, you are staring at my breast; everyone is watching me/us!" He smiled and slipped his hand down on my leg, I spread it some so he could run his hand up my thigh, which he did, and I did nothing to stop him. He was getting bold, he had it at my panties, and I knew he could feel the dampness of my crouch. "Oh Mr. Wentworth, oh that makes me crazy!" I clamped my legs together and had his hand in and near my happiness. One of his fingers found my rubbing spot, though my damp panty covered pussy, my hot wet pussy! "Oh my you keep that up and you are going to make me wet my G-string panties!" Than I put my shaking hand, back down on his leg and ran it over his now stiff cock. "Mr. Wentworth I think we should dance, I would love to dance a slow one with you!" Mr. Wentworth and I started to dance and he turned out to be a marvelous dancer so when he did not break away after the first dance, I danced another one with him. I knew by the way hr was running his hands over my ass that he liked the way I was following him. By the third slow number in a row, he was pulling me into his manhood and it was at full attention and standing tall. I was breathing fast and take-in deep breaths when he asked me if I was OK. I looked up at him and said. "Mr. Wentworth I feel I really should be going saying goodnight." He looked at me with a disappointing look. "My dear I though you were having a good time!" I put my head on his shoulder and whispered to him. "Oh can’t you see what your doing to me, you have me so turned on from your hands on my backside and I can fell your manhood Mr. Wentworth, oh god it feels so big I think I going to pass out just thinking about it!" He looked to see if the others were still at the table but they knew to head out when I took him to the dance floor. All but the headman and he had to pay me my fee. When he saw me look his way and nodded, he knew I had made a move and I told Mr. Wentworth that if he did not mind I would go back to the table get my purse and say goodnight and go to his room and lay down, that way no one knows anything about my excitement tonight. He went for that hook line and sinker. On the way back to the table, he handed me the key to his room. I sat down and got my purse and told the two men it was late and I needed to call it a night and my money man slipped me my 5 big ones under the table just as I was getting my car keys out of my purse. I gave a quick wink to Wentworth and kissed him on the cheek, making a point to tell him how much I enjoyed the evening and hoped he would call me the next time he was in town. I did that runway walk out of the bar and to the elevators. I was so horny when I left the small club thinking what a cock I was about to have for the rest of the night. I had my clothes off and did a quick douche and re touched my make-up and slipped in bed with just a smile on. I had let the door be ajar so Mr. Wentworth did not need a key to get in and with the lights out; I was under the sheets and ready for the big boy. Around 12:00 midnight, I heard him make his way into the hotel room and on into the bedroom and I immediately pretended to be a sleep. "Marca…are you in here?" He quietly called as he approached the bed. I could see his silhouette from the light from the small living room connected to the bedroom. "Oh I must have fallen asleep!" I saw him standing by the bed and I moved as if to send the signal for him to set on the edge of the bed. I could smell his cologne as he took a seat next to me and I turned on my side with my hip up high giving him a hint of how my long legs might look uncovered. I was able to get my arms out from under the sheet, but kept my boobs covered. He looked down at me and than reached and turned on the lamp by the bed. As he did this, he moved and snuggled against me. His hands slid down my body and settled on my butt. He groped and squeezed my ass cheeks through the sheets. He could not feel any panty lines under the sheets and this caused his stirring cock to spring immediately to hardness; his pants could not hide that fact. I could see this and giggled. We looked at each other for a few more minutes and then he broke the stillness. "You know Marca this group tried to fix me up with a whore on my last trip here and I told them no way, I have never and will not have sex with a whore, but when they said they had a high-class escort, not a hooker and when I saw you I knew I would be pleased. I am so happy to know they got you as my date and not some hooker. I was very pleased to go out with you!" I smiled at him and told him. "I guess I am not a very good hooker, because she would not let a man make her get all wet in her panties when she felt of his manhood!" I than told him I needed to get up and dressed so he could get to bed. "Mr. Wentworth would you get my panties from the bathroom I had to wash them out because of the mess I made when we were dancing!" he laughed and got up and went to the bath while I jumped up slipped on my 5" black FMP and picked up my dress as if I were ready to put it on. When he came out of the bath, he found me a few feet from my dress that was on the big easy chair in the corner of the room. He froze as he saw me; his eyes took all of me in. I placed one hand over my pussy, crossed my big boobs with the other, and gave that sly smile. I could feel my body reacting to him as we looked at each other. My nipples were tingling from the stimulation of my right hand on them. My pussy was starting to moisten again and I could feel my face and chest beginning to flush from the excitement. I could feel the emotional thrill of the situation throughout my body and I enjoyed the feeling. He just kept looking at me and I looked at his left hand that had my panties and stepped over to him and took them. "Oh they are still wet; I guess I can go home without panties tonight!" I was standing with nothing on but my heels and right in front of him ready for him to touch me. "Oh Mr. Wentworth I needed to tell my escort service that you enjoyed the evening! How was your date?" He than reached out and put his arms around me and pulled me to him. "I had a wonderful time…I do not want the night to end, stay with me!" We kissed and touched one another and I could feel the growing hardness of his cock against my tummy. He felt my breasts and I could feel my arousal grow as he felt me up. He broke off the kisses and guided me toward the bed. He pushed me and sat me on the bed and he stood up and reached for his wallet. "Mr. Wentworth I was paid already to be your date, I don't …" I started to protest, to tell him I was enjoying myself so much that he didn't need to pay me when he cut me right off. (Just what I wanted him to think.) "Marca, before you say it, let me say that I agree. A complete date with you is not like anything I have ever had. I have a question for you, how much do you get paid to have a date, just dinner and talking." I uncovered my boobs, letting him see the big nipples up close and I looked him in the eye and said. I get 400 Mr. Wentworth!" He smiled and told me. "I will pay you $400 for tonight and every night you will go out with me." He smiled and handed me 4-one hundred dollar bills. I did not reach for them right away but instead tried to finish my sentence. "What I meant to say Mr. Wentworth was that you don't need to pay me for tonight. To me this was a real date with a real man." I was hoping that he would understand that I wanted to have sex with him, and I had to act not like a whore but as a newfound friend. "No Marca, let's keep this strictly business. A deal is a deal and you should remember that your time with me is what you do for a living." I took his hand and pulled him to the bed and I fell back on the pillows allowing my legs to open and spread as I pulled them up and apart and to show, my full open slit. "Oh Mr. Wentworth you make me feel so special…please tell me yes…are you going to sleep with me, please show me your manhood I can not take this anymore you are making me go crazy!" I began to rub my nipples and with my other hand my fold. He stepped back toward the bath and quickly undressed with his back to me. When Wentworth turned around, I gasped. I always get a big rush each time I see a cock so big. I must have been staring just a bite to much because he glanced down at his hard cock then looked at me. "You like the looks of this!" he said, boldly gazing at his unbelievable tool. I could not find my voice. I pointed at it, How, I stammered. "My God just how big is it?" With a smirk look on his face, he lifted it up and pointed it at my face. He stood before me naked with his big fat stomach falling over that monster he had between his legs that was coming to life. "Mr. Wentworth I have never been with a man like you…you want hurt me will you?" He smiled and shook his head no, than I reached out and looked up at him as if I were a virgin and said to him as I took his cock in my right hand, "Can I touch it…please!" He watched intently, as I slowly stroked his massive tool. I stroked it softly over its entire length, than wrapped my fingers around it, then I wrapped my left hand around it as thou trying to gage its size. I slowly slid my hand down and cupped his balls, then wrapped my hand around the head. Looking up at him I asked…"How can any women take this it scares me to think of this trying to get in me, how in the hell do I get this inside of me!" He laughed as I kissed the head of his love tool. Wentworth watched intently as I leaned forward and kissed it, than began sucking on the area where the bottom of his giant opening met the sensitive skin under the massive head. Large amounts of pre-cum coated my lips and nose. I took the head into my mouth. I slowly let it slip out, licking it as it fell from my lips. "Oh me Mr. Wentworth I can not believe I am doing this…you must think I am that hooker they tried to fix you up with!" Before he could answer, I began to kiss and lick on the big thing. "God, oh me, taking this, will require a lot of practice! We may need to see each other again for me to practice doing it right." I went right back, this time taking nearly 6 inches. My lips parted and my tongue slithered out and started slowly licking his cock from his balls up to the head, just as if I was eating an ice cream cone. Then I would swirl my tongue around the head, paying extra attention to the sensitive area underneath the head, before resuming the trip back down to his balls. My large brown eyes watched Frank's facial expressions as I gently sucked on the purple knob. It was obvious, that he was thoroughly enjoying the oral attention I was providing. More moans of pleasure issued from his mouth. The sensations that my mouth produced, and the sight of my full ruby red lips wrapped around the head of his cock caused his cum to start boiling in his balls. "Oh I can not believe this oh Jesus Christ…yes baby, suck me, you're so good," he moaned. Than just out of nowhere he shouted, "I am... oh yes!" The first massive spurt chocked me and I pulled back. The next one hit my chin, face, neck, hair and the rest of his load shoots into my open mouth. I opened my eyes just in time to see a great wad of semen splash directly into my eyes. I opened my mouth to say something and ended up swallowed as much of his cream as I possibly could. It tasted slightly different from some others I have had, more sweet than most men I suck. Later I found out he was diabetic. That was the reason it may have tasted that way. I fell back on my elbows as his sperm shot like ropes all over me and the salt was causing my eyes to burn and tear up. When he finally stopped, I turned my face up at him with my mouth open so he could see the Gump running down my face on to my breast. "Wow Mr. Wentworth I bet your wife can not get enough from you?" I tormented him as I saw though my sperm covered eyelids his cock head and dripping cream from it. "Who?" he hesitated a second, almost as if he forgot he had a wife. "My wife…no, no, fuck her, fuck my fucking wife, the sexless bitch!" (She just lost him to me... bye, bye!) Looking up still with cream on my face, I told him. "I want to be your sexy bitch…I want YOUR cock, all your cocks in me. I need lots of cocks, I'm bad, I'll be your slut, and I’ll let you fuck me anytime any place with that big cock, I’ll be just like a whore!" "I’m no young pup anymore you know." "You could have fooled me," I giggled, as globs of cream ran down my face and some I licked off my lips and wiped up with my fingers from my eyes and chin. "You know Mr. Wentworth, for as long as I can remember I have never enjoyed oral on a man, but with you there is something very sexy about taking your big cock in my mouth and sucking on it until it explodes. I think I am going to enjoy oral on you, if you let me!" I got up went to the bath and took a shower to clean the shit off me and get ready to fuck his brains out just thinking about that big cock was making me wet and not from the shower. When I came out of the bath, he was on his back with a limp Sausage and fast asleep. I got in bed with him, fell asleep, and knew I would wake during the night and have some of that big boy after it rested. I allowed Wentworth to have intercourse with me later that night. Tell you the truth is was not what I expected, he is a lousy fuck, no other way to say it. First off, he rushed everything, no real foreplay, and no oral at all. For that matter, he never has had oral with anyone, so he said. I usually have an orgasm during intercourse to. That is if the man does not ejaculate too soon. That is the other problem with Wentworth is that he ejaculates to quickly, a problem he still has to this day. Mr. Frank Wentworth became a regular and his premature ejaculation worked to my advantaged after all; I do not have to work that hard for 4 hundred when he spends the night. He was a monthly client and required no extra work other than a hand job to get it hard and about two and if I was lucky five minutes of a big cock in me, that did nothing but make me get horny. I found out that first night that his rap sheet I would work up on him would have a special line. BIG COCK NICE ONE AND VERY LARGE HEAD! BIG SET OF BALLS! VERY HEAVY SAC. BAD NEWS! PREMATURE EJACULATION! CANNOT LAST two MINUTES! He had come by late last night, took me out for a late night dinner and we got back here for his 10 minutes of sex and than he rolled over, and went to sleep. When I woke, he was up and getting dressed and talking on the phone about some deal he just had to have. He looked down at me as I open my eyes and smiled as I squirmed on the bed and let the sheet slip off my ass and boobs to show him what he could have. He hung up the phone and told me he had to get out of here and to the airport to make it home in time for a party his wife was giving. However, he kept looking at me! I said, "You like what you see, to bad you don’t have time to enjoy it!" I began caressing my beautiful bare buns with one hand and fingered my right nipple with the other hand. I softly ran my fingers up and down my butt crack and added, "Look at my tan line. It is barely visible. You would think I spent a day at the pool without wearing a bikini." I said, "You normally like to stay a while with me but today you can't wait to get out of here! Why are you suddenly interested in hanging around now? Is it because you like looking at my bare butt?" He did not answer, but it looked like he was really getting excited. I decided that this was a perfect time to punish him for ignoring me. I was going to turn him on and then leave him high and dry. That would teach him to pay more attention to me! I patted and rubbed my round butt cheeks a few times and said, "look how smooth and firm my sweet firm ass is. Do you think my butt is better than what you have to hurry off to?" He managed to say, "No, you've got a great butt." I said, "Well then maybe I have some other features that are keeping you from leaving." I reached up, gently squeezed my big boobs and said, "Well, maybe you don't want to go on your business trip because you like looking at my breasts. You probably like seeing my cleavage when I push them together. They feel so nice and full in my hands when I squeeze them. I'll bet you like my boobies because they're bigger than what you have at home." He mumbled, "you got perfect breasts, they look better than hers." I wanted to tease my new lover to the max before sending him out the door without giving him any release. I continued the torture by gently placing my fingers on my big tits and then I began making soft circles over my red round nipples. I said, "You think my breasts are better that her breasts? Come on big man, you can be honest with me. Take a good look at my nice firm boobies. They're perfectly shaped and I bet her nipples are little cute ones, wouldn't you agree?" As my nipples began to harden under my gentle touch, he replied, "Well, you’re breasts are excellent, you have such big firm breast and I know they are better." As he continued to gawk at my naked body, he developed a large bulge in the front of his pants. I decided to torture him a little more as I slid my hands over my flat stomach; next, I began to rake my fingernails through and around my fold. He started to perspire as he ogled my sweet snatch, but he managed to mutter, "God I love your pussy, Marca." I just laid there with my legs slightly spread apart and ran my finger in circles around my pussy lips. As I continued running my fingernails through my mound I said, "Now don't answer so fast. Take a good hard look between my legs. Are you sure you don't like her pussy better than mine?" He stammered, "…no" and then he tried to reach down between my legs. I slapped his hand, pushed it away and said, "You're not going to touch me when you got to hurry home to her. Besides that, you do not have time. You have to leave on your business trip!" He did not move. That statement really frustrated him. He was so excited that he was trembling. My plan was obviously working because the bulge in his pants looked bigger than I had ever seen it before. He needed some action soon or he was going to bust. I decided to continue punishing him with my plan of letting him see, but not touch. After moving my hands down between my legs, I spread them further apart. I began softly caressing my inner thighs and occasionally touching my pussy lips, which made me twitch. I think I was finally starting to enjoy myself. I asked, "Honey, don't you just love my tan legs? They are so smooth and muscular. It makes you just want to spend the whole day between them. I did enjoy the way you ate it last night and I bet my juice was a perfect treat to end the night!" My new lover had an unobstructed view as I ran my finger up and down my moist slit. It was so warm and inviting. He wanted to get involved in the activities so badly, but all I would let him do is watch. That was too bad for my lover boy, because the action was really starting to heat up. I said in a sweet, girlish voice, "Aw, look at my pussy, it is getting all wet. It is so wet that my finger just slides right in. Watch how my finger goes in and out, in and out, in and out. It just keeps getting wetter!" I looked up at him and said, "Say, it's getting late. You have to leave for your business trip. I think you better hurry home to her, she will be ready to give you some tonight!" He began to whimper and said, "No, I can't leave now. I am so hard it hurts. Please Marca; you've got to help me out!" I said, "Sorry you had plenty of chances to be with me. Now it is my turn. I have my toys to help me. See how I playing with my own boobs while I move my finger in and out of my pussy? Look how I squeeze my nipples and pulls on them. That feels really good." Directing his attention back to my pussy, I said, "Look down here, watch how I responds when I leave my finger inside of me and make little circles. It caused me to moan with pleasure. See that, that is my clitoris. I like to call it my love button. Watch what happens when I continue moving my finger inside of my pussy while I touch my love button with my other hand. I squirm around like a little puppy. I heard him unzip his fly and I looked back to see him free his erect penis from his pants. I said, "Put that thing away and get out of here. Go on your business trip. Leave me alone." He was begging me to give him some action, but I refused. I was really driving him crazy. I pulled my finger out of my juicy pussy, pointed towards the door and once again, I told him to leave. I said, "Well if I had a tongue, I’ll just have to call some one to give me his tongue down there!" He said, "Oh yes. I’ll do it, please let me do it!" My butt was up in the air and with my knees spread, exposing my pussy to my lover. He tried to put his penis inside of me from behind, but I pushed him away. I told him that he had to go he could not touched me for days, so he should just take a good look at what he's missing. I explained to him that he should think about my naked body he was watching, while he was on his trip. Because watching was all he was going to get to do today. He was whining, "I'm sorry, Marca. Please let me put it in. I am begging you, "but I just ignored him. I turned my attention back between my legs and I could feel the tension building inside of me. As I licked my nipples and moved my finger around inside of my wet pussy, I squirmed on the sheets and started to thrash about. My eyes shut and I was moaning uncontrollably. The tension kept building and building. I could tell that I was going to explode any second, so I pushed my fingers deep inside of my sweet snatch several times. Then I went back to licking my nipples while moving my finger in and out of my pussy. I got into a rhythm and I could tell that I was in the right spot by the way that I was tensing up. Finally, I could not hold on any longer and I bought myself to a dramatic climax. Suddenly I felt something land on my back. I turned around to see my lover getting himself off while he watched me. As I witnessed him shooting warm spurts all over me, I started to laugh. However, my lover did not feel any shame at all. He just zipped up his pants, kissed me on the cheek and said goodbye. Now I was not sure if my punishment was effective or not. I rolled over and went back to sleep. Chapter 4 After almost a year in the bay area, my business was growing and I had picked up a few good clients. Most were over night stays who wanted something they were not getting at home and a few just wanted me to be with them, they wanted a looker. One of these better paying customers was an old fart from Reno and I made sure I got over to see him when he was horny, this old boy paid better than anyone I had at the time. The drive from San Fran to Reno is a good four hours long, depending on traffic and I made that trip once a quarter for a weekend I had with a special client. I made sure I did the trip in mid morning after the rush hour was out of the way so that I could relax and play games with the truck drivers. If it were a nice warm day, I would go with the top down and made sure I had pulled my skirt up to just below my crouch and loosened the first three buttons of my blouse. The truckers loved this game as much as I did. I would slow down just as I came along side one of the big rigs and they would keep pace with me for a few miles while I ran my hand up and down my leg and touch and pinched my nipples. Their air horns tooted their thanks for the show I gave them. Sometimes, if they saw me pull over at a rest stop or a service station, they would pull in too, some being bold and come over to talk to me, and try to get their own up close and personal way with me. They would some times even ask me for a date, when all they had to do was pull out 300 big ones and I would make time for a hour in the cab and they could get all the feel of my tits and even drop a cock in my pussy for that price. I made that trip to Reno 4 times a year for 3 years and I only did two truckers in all that time. One of the men, that I spent an hour with said he could not come up with the 300 but he had a load of new color TV’s with remote controls. I left Cisco just off I-80 that afternoon with two TV’s in my back seat, not bad for a BJ and a quickie with a nice young hung one, and he was not Chinese. I later sold one to a neighbor for 200 and kept the other until I left California a year later. The day I got my two free TV’s, will not free, but you get the idea…I was doing the speed limit going west on I-80 and letting the truckers get a look and when they honked I would wave and speed on to the next one. I pulled over off the I-80 at Cisco, had to Pee, and did so at a rest area. When I came out of the restroom, I saw this big cowboy looking dude standing by my Buick Rivera. He had an erection his jeans could not quite hide. He had his eyes locked on me the minute I headed for my car and he took in my full body as I made it do that catwalk toward him. I had on 5" heels knee high boots, a very tight mini blue jean skirt, and a blue sweater that fit me like a second skin and when my jean jacket fell open, you could see I left the bra off today. As I got closer to my car his eyes took in my high beams and they went rock hard as he smiled when he saw my nipple reaction to what was happing. Man, I just want you to know that you were making every rig on the I-80 talk about you the past hour or so." I smiled and put my hands on my hips and gave him that head cocked pose "I hope I was good, or did someone complain?" He laughed on that one, and asked did I have time for a cup of coffee. "Sorry I got to get back to the Bay area; I got to make a living." As I went to my door and just out of his, reach. "How much is it to be good, real good to me?" I stopped and just looked him over and said but three things to him; "I go by the hour…I only have an hour…make me an offer and we are on your hour!" He looked around to see if anyone was watching and in a low voice said 100 bucks. "Cowboy that will get you 20 minutes, sorry but no cigar!" I open my door to get in and he came back with the offer for a new color TV, telling me they were worth 500 each. He had my attention and he opens the truck up, showed me one open, and is out of the box. I told him to put it in my back seat and make sure it was out of the box it came in. He had paid up front I climbed up in his cab and he put the TV in my back seat. His name was Russell. He was about 35 and he had been driving rigs for the last ten years. Goddamn this boy had such big hands I wondering about the rest of him. His girl friend was at home and waited each week for his return where, as he put it, she fucked him like a "bitch in heat" when he got home. He said he was 3 days out from home. Lying against the passenger door, I listen to his chatter as I spread my legs just in front of the gearshift. He licked his fingers then stroked my pussy lips under my panties and separated my lips. He poked his thick finger into my juices. I slipped off my skirt and panties and he smiled. "I wish I had that for my dinner tonight!" he said as he touched the bare skin that lay before him. He held that finger to his nose and sniffed. Taking a deep breath, he sighed and let it go. Then he licked my juices off his hand and inserted the finger again. This time he pumped it in and out. My pussy lubricated itself and my clit came to attention. Russell was considerate. He pinched my clit between his large fingers and tried to move them up and down to make me climax. I could not tell if he was use to really pleasing a woman. He was crude but I had to give him an "A "for effort. I watched his dick grow in his crouch. He sat far enough back in the seat that there was plenty of room between the wheel and his body. I sat up pulled my sweater up over my head and sat before him with just my boots on. I let him take in my big boobs and see my silver dollar nipples go rock hard. "Oh fuck, yes, those are great, a perfect handful; just like I imagined." His mouth finds one of my sensitive nipples and he begins to suck, tug, and bite on my soft flesh. I squirm and wiggles like a bitch in heat as his bold hands explore my suddenly too-hot mound. Crawling over the seat, I unzipped his fly and pulled out a hefty piece of meat. I looked in his eyes and licked my lips. He reached down to unbutton his jeans and slid them and his boxers down to his ankles. I opened wide and licked the pre-cum that rested on the head of his cock. My mouth slid down the length of his massive tool. It lodged deep in my throat. I lingered there for a short minute. Russell's hips pushed in a little deeper. His large hand held my head in place. I thought he was going to hold me there forever. Soon he released the pressure and allowed me to take control. I came up for air and then ran my tongue in and out of his urethra opening. Pulling my lips tight, I fluttered up and down on his smooth head. He moaned his pleasure and whispered, "Please don't stop. I haven't had anything this good in forever!" I quickened my pace and plunged deep on his long shaft. Once it was in my throat once again, I slowed the pace to give him the maximum pleasure in the smallest space. When his knees started jerking, I quickened my pace and moved to his inflamed head. I massaged his sac and stuck my finger into his prostate. At that, he jumped slightly. "Ohhhhh, no one ever done that before; what was it?" he asked. "Just a little pleasure button," I assured him. Then he was silent and allowed me to bring him to conclusion. As his thick seed pumped into my mouth, I swallowing the last of his sperm, I said, "Wow, I did not know if I would be as effective in here as I am in a hotel room, this is new the same I guess just without all of the elements I know." I sat up and lay back against the door. His fingers swam in and out of the fluids in my pussy until he made it get up again. I looked at the clock on the dash and saw I had been in the cab less than thirty minutes. Still had to time to earn the other half of that TV I told myself, but I think the way he was looking at me I had already paid. His cock was still semi firm and I reached over and began to stroke it and it did not take much to get it back to life and his kissing on my nipples seem to help the cause, cause I was horny and needed a cock in my love nest. After 48 hours in Reno on a mission of service, the old small cock fart that I did every third month. I was ready for some younger good cock; I just did not know how much I wanted it until I had his in my mouth. I was ready to pay him to get some, which will teach me to stop and tease a big cock son-of-a-bitch with a cowboy hat on. "You want my cock again, don’t you baby. I bet you want it some other place this time." "Yes, I need your cock, you got me horny and I need it again." I giggled. "I want you to fuck the shit out of me. He pushed and turned me over into a doggy position on the passenger seat of the truck. "Gat damn that's a pretty ass you got there. I need to get a better look at that." I looked back at him and saw his big hands rub my ass cheeks and felt his fingers rub my slit. "Use me as your…I’ll be your fucking whore." He had just paid me, in the take it out in trade style, so technically I was his whore. "I want that hot wet pussy of yours!" He said. I groaned and cried out, "Fuck me, fuck me, and fuck…me." "My pussy needs attention right now, what do you think, can you get that thing hard enough to fuck me." Spreading my legs wide I beckoned for the big boy to fuck me before I had an orgasm waiting for him to get it in. He knelt between my legs, leaned down, and kissed my pussy. He made little circles on my clit with his tongue. I clinched my fists and stiffened, "Oh my god, I am going to go off!" I cried. He held on as my hips bucked as wave after wave of orgasm swept over me. "Come on ride it cowboy ride this wild mare, give her your best ride you ever gave a pussy!" He took hold my hips and was groaning and wheezing as if he had to hold his breath, but could not. "Oh you like a fast cock baby or a slow make you hump fuck!" Than he slapped my ass and gave a whacking to my ass cheeks that made me moan and hump back to meet his big rough hands that hit my ass and to meet his long hard, but smooth snake that made me beg for more. The feel of his hands gently massaging my ass cheeks, was incredible! "Will what we have here I think this slut likes to have her butt popped!" One more whack to my ass came from my cowboy. "Yes’s" I breathed. He started out with little slaps, always in different spots...on each ass cheek, high and low, and even on my thighs. His spanking grew in intensity...harder slaps, that echoed thru the cab. I was writhing in ecstasy and pain on all fours, as he made one slap after another, sharp and fast....making my drenched pussy, sloppy wet, but screaming for something more, something deep inside me. "You like it like this don't you; you like being treated like the whore you are?" "OH GOD YES! Yes... I love it, treat me like a little slut." He pulled his head back, sat up, moving faster he started to pound my ass with his open hand, slap after slap; the other hand on my hip began to caress my round ass, than he would move it to my hair pulling on it each time a little harder. Suddenly what I have always wanted from a man hit me like a ton of bricks. I knew at once I needed to have a man dominate me, and spanking was the way I wanted it. I felt a stinging "whack" on my ass, "mmmmmm I moaned, yes... Yes... spank me," I told him. Repeatedly he spanked me, turning my ass a bright pink, pulling my hair, I need you to fuck me, fucking me harder and harder, hard as you can. I was having the climax of my life. With eyes closed, I gripped the cab door tighter. "I bet you think your daddy should being spanking you because you been a bad girl, fucking all these men!" I snapped my head around and he looked into my eyes, and slid his fingers, expertly across my hungry clit. The most incredible thing happened! I had one hell of an orgasm, within seconds! I came hard, as he supported my weakened body, racked with wave after wave of hot hard throbbing! He managed to keep me upright on all fours thru this explosion, withdrew his wet hand full of my pussy juice. "You bastard, fuck you I don’t need to hear about my daddy!" With that, he gave three hard whacks back across my ass. This time, as he laid into me, I was squirming on my knees and holding onto the door, feeling my juices running on to my inner thighs...surely, he had a view of this. Than fast, he began spanking me hard with the hand wet of my juices! These hard spanks had me half- humping back and me grinding at his cock just inches from my nest. "Oh yes spank me spank me good make me know I had a spanking!" All the while telling me how beautiful, my ass looked, red, hot..., and how pink and puffy my pussy lips were! I was crazy with desire! "Come on cowboy get in my saddle and ride this wild ass I got!" Looking back at him, I gave him the look of a woman in distress and one who needed it bad. "You can not keep it hard I guess, just nothing to fuck me with? God I need a cock in me now!"…I told him in a whisper. He, kneeling between my legs, had lost most of his hardness; even so, it is still more cock than I had in the past 72 hours. I reach back between my legs to help him, to guide his quickly fading cock toward my pussy. I place the head at my opening. He slowly places the head at my slit and pushes its way into the well-lubricated opening. He pulls out, moves his knees a little, I can feel it, and he is getting it stiff again. This time the head plus about two inches of cock slide in. The lips cling tightly to the cock. He pulls a little out, I rotate my hips, and then he slowly pushes about half of it in. My ass was on fire and my pussy was going crazy, he had hit my on button when he spanked me! "Shit, you are a fucking nymphomaniac, I bet you could fuck the Giants after every game and still could take on the visitors!" The idea of a participating in a gang-bang aroused me each time I was with a group of men or thought about it. "Oh please not that, I can not do that!" Knowing deep down that I would love to have as many cocks as I could get, big cocks one right after the other giving it to me. To have, say, 10 hard cocks take turns fucking me, filling my pussy with their cocks. That would be an all night event! He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my dripping slit. I shivered in response. "Oh, give me that hard fucker, shove it into my hole, soon to be your hole!" He thrust hard, pushing the full length of his cock inside me, making my tits bounce back and forth. He began fucking me with long, hard strokes of his cock, each one burying its full length inside me. I pushed back against him to meet each inward thrust of his dick. "Mmmm, you hot little bitch, fuck that fat dick, baby! Show me how much you love to fuck a big cock." "Oh yes I love it, I need it. I love fucking your fat cock! Fuck this bitch, cowboy!" "Look at your tits bouncing, I love watching those big, beautiful tits move as we fuck." "Fuck me, fuck my pussy and give me your hot fucking load!" Grasping my hips tightly, he began thrusting harder and faster. The head of his cock pounded against me inside, his balls slapping against my pussy lips as we fucked. "Oh, baby, you're about to get this hot load." "Give it to me! Squirt your hot fuck juice into me!" He groaned as he pulled me back against his hips hard, burying his cock deep in me as the lava streamed up the length of his shaft and burst into my pussy. "Oh fuck, I'm going to go off!" I squirmed and pushed back against him. "Oh you fucking bitch, yes, yes!" Three consecutive sharp thrusts of his cock culminated with an explosion of pussy inside me. "Oh, you sweet little fuck, so good, you are so fucking hot!" I slid forward. I was flat on the door and his body pressed against mine, his cock still deep inside me. He kissed my shoulder, my cheek and my temple. I looked back into his eyes, drinking in the picture of him draped over me. I turned and said to him. "I think you better follow me home and help me unload my new TV!" This was a younger stud that I did not think I could ever get enough of him fucking me. Chapter 5 Russell and I kept an on going fuck fest whenever he got to the Bat Area. He would make it in about once a month and stay over a day and sometimes two. On one trip, he saw that I had a few clippings lying around that had pictures of furniture, bedroom and dinning room furniture. "Marca you looking to buy some stuff for your place?" I told him I was ready to make this place into a show place for my guest. In addition, I told him I had a gig at the National Home Furniture Show in North Carolina later that month and I wanted to see what kind of deal I could get when I worked the show. Russell said he would work out a special deal for me to bring my stuff from the factory in North Carolina to my place, his type of deal I could go for. I had a few hot dates before I made my trip back east and I made sure I did a two-night stand in Chicago with Mr. Bernard. Bernard was not into his watching phase on this trip all I had to do was sleep with the old limp dick and jerk him off each night. Our late night dates were over by 10 and home in bed by 11 and I had him a sleep by midnight. I got some rest those two days. I got into North Carolina on Monday night late and went right to my hotel ready to meet the agent who had me the job the next morning early. This was an old friend, who I had been working with since I was 17; he never knew how old I was. He once told me and I quote. "Marca you have the body of a porn-star. Not a model, you have too many curves in the right places, and your face makes men want you to be bad to them and on top of all that it is prettier than any model's I had seen before. Baby you got top porn-star qualities." After that said he got me a week’s work at the big Home Show in Chicago, I fucked his brains out for two days. His and the half dozen customer I was asked to service for the company I worked for that week. He still calls me about once a month trying to get me to do a show somewhere in the world, I just think he wants some ass. In his own words, you are just a fucking machine, damn fine ass! Being a model for a trade show is obviously a lot of fun, it can be. Any one who says otherwise has no idea what they are talking about; however there are times when the situations that a models can get into can be humiliating and degrading. In some ways, that is part of the fun but on the other hand: sometimes there are circumstances you can live without you just try to forget I was to meet the company man at that same breakfast meeting with the agent and god help me I found where the hicks were; did I meet a good old boy! That man acted as if he had never seen a woman before, will a woman that looks like me, he kept asking the same dumb question over and over…"so you’re a model?" Later that morning I went to see the exhibit hall and picked up my dress to wear at the booth. Dress my ass, they had me in a pair of 5 inch black heels, and a black leotard, you got it and the damn thing had a low cut front and it was all hanging out for the world to see almost; I had lots of cleavage showing. You want to see what the body looks like and without being nude, just put on a leotard and you can show the world. Hey, they pay me to do some weird things and dressing like this is just part of the job. That afternoon one of the wheels came to me and asked would I pose for some photos they wanted posted at the entrance to do some advertising for the show. Sure what not if I get the proofs! I went up to a room on the top floor of the hotel and met the photographer and two men who were setting up the equipment for the shoot and I took 30 minutes to do my make up and get into a gown they had picked out for me to wear. "You must be Marca, I am Don Beamer and I will be taking the pictures to day, may I say that you are better looking than they said, and I see a lot of models!" I smiled and thanked him and went about my redo on my makeup. When it was time to shot, I was to pose on a sofa in a sexy black gown with a set of pearls on. A very low cut gown that had them showing. After one roll of film (36) all of which were G-rated Don said. "Marca I want you to make love to the lens and make them want you! I want you to perform for me," his soft voice spoke. I knew what he meant by this and I softly smiled. I had made love to the camera many times before. He said he loved to watch a woman make her self-sexy, said that it made her look even more beautiful. In my case that would be impossible, some talker, real smooth. I put my trust in him and did as he request and lifted my dress up where my long legs were exposed. I did not know who was looking on other than the two crewmembers and Don or what was going to happen, only that I was doing what he told me to do. My black lace panties showed themselves to the room since my dress had been open to revel, my long legs. My nipples became hard when the chill of the cool air in the room touched them and became even more so and showed though the material of the dress. "Marca, just act as though it is only you and me," I turned just a little and my right boob fell out of my top and I head a few mumbling voices and I tried to make out what they were saying. I had no idea how many or even who were there. Don quietly whispered making my assumptions true. There were other people there. "So you have other who wanted a peek?" I heard him laugh and mumble something and he spoke quietly, "Because I want them to see how beautiful you are." That did it for me. They wanted to see a show, see the candy in the candy store, and see the prize up on the top shelf! I was indeed a prized possession. I made sure the world knew it; I made sure everyday as I dressed in fancy clothes and paraded myself around all sorts of places making sure everyone knew that I was the most beautiful woman on the earth, or at least I wanted to think so. I did nothing to hide my boob that had fallen out, acting as if I did not know it was exposed. I could feel eyes on me as though they were hot searing irons. I spread my legs giving them a full view of the black lace panties. All this time Don is snapping frame after frame telling me how good I look; how hot I was making the lens. I the pinched and caressed my nipples slowly as the other hand worked its way down to my panties. The soft lacey fabric was warm to the touch from my shaved mound lying against it all day. I rubbed my mound through the panties and began to feel myself getting slightly wet. I could still feel the eyes on me, just past the hot lights that made it impossible to see them. They were here to watch me. They wanted to see me perform. They wanted to see me be naughty. I was the one who was giving them the pleasure they wanted. This excited me very much and I slowly stood to my feet sliding the lacey panties from my form followed by the black dress. I then sat back down with my bare ass on the edge of the sofa and I leaned back so that my audience could get a good view of my body, my wetness. As I started to rub a little more at my pussy, I heard moans and a few sighs of relief. They liked me. They wanted me. I parted my sweet pussy lips and began to rub my clit in small tight circles. My clit throbbed against my fingers and I softly moaned. "Oh yes, oh god yes!" I fingered my clit faster and my breathing began to rise. I could not slow myself down. The thought of all those people watching me was the biggest turn on for me in weeks. I trusted two fingers into my pussy and began pulling them out and pushing them in. It felt like a small cock gliding in and out of me. I would come soon and I hope that those who were watching would to. I moved my fingers faster and faster getting my sweet juices all over them. My back arched and I began to come all over my fingers. "Oh God yes I am coming! I am coming!" Just at the same time, I heard a few more growls and moans and realized that my visitors were just as excited as I was. It was such a rush that I came all over my hand and fingers. After a few minutes of getting my breath I stood, picked up my dress, panties, and slipped them on and headed for the door; I stop at the door, turned and told the room. "I loved to be watched and that maybe while I am in town I can perform for you in some other way, but next time it will cost you big time! I am in room 1022 and bring money, because I do not take American Express or any other card." I went back to my room and knew I had time to get in a short nap before my dinner date with the three top wheels of the furniture company that had hired me for the show. I was lying naked in bed on top of the bedspread, enjoying the crisp fall breeze blowing through the open window and over my body. The perfume I had selected and applied to my neck and back of my knees filled the room with sex. My mind wanders, considering whom I was to bed tonight from the company and how I might amuse myself tonight. Suddenly I hear a loud knock on the door. Startled, I jump out of bed. What, the hell, cannot people see I had put out the DO NOT DISTURB sign? I grab my short black sheer robe and throw it on, quickly tying the belt in a loose bow. The robe covers all my assets, just barely but you can see right though the thing. As I make my way to the door, I hear another impatient knock. I peek out of the peephole and see an older man, one that might be in his 50’s. I take brief note that he is not that bad looking, I saw him in the lobby this morning on my way to breakfast, I think, but I cannot be that sure. He smiles charmingly, knowing I am probably peeping at him before I open the door. I open the door just a couple inches, while hiding my barely covered body behind the door. "Yes? Can I help you?" "Yeah, I'm Mike Smith." Seeing no reaction from my face, he continues, "I am the Vice President of Public Relation with the firm. We need to talk." He continues smiling in an almost unsettling way as I frantically search my brain for what he would want from me. I remember him vaguely. I had seen him in the lobby. "Ummm...Mike, right, yeah. What can I do for you? I'm not exactly prepared for company." I stare into his face, trying to imagine what all this was about, but his body language gives no clues. "We need to talk and it is best we do it in your room!" He leans toward me and adds in a quiet voice, "It is about your extra duties, for some of our best clients." I look toward the hall to see if anyone was walking by as if I should give a shit. I unchain the door and invite him in. He looks very handsome; tall slim and well dressed in his dark suite and red tie. He steps inside and sees me in my entirety for the first time. I close the door and turn around to find him looking me up and down. I felt pretty, sexy and confident that whatever he ask for I can handle, in away I was giving him a preview of what the client might be getting. I could charm any man in this outfit. His gawking continues, and the silence becomes a little unsettling. Finally, I break the silence by clearing my throat. "So tell me, what is all this that I need to know about your special clients?" He smiles knowingly, but allows me to continue. "Here, how about you sit on the couch and we can discuss it." He strolls over confidently, and plops on the couch as if he was paying for the room, oh he was! I sit down facing him, and as his eyes wonder, I suddenly realize just how sheer my robe really is! My, breast, legs, you name it is fully on display, even as I try to cover them up. The silence between us continues as I try desperately to cover up my indecent exposure. "OK, here's the deal sweetie. You take care of our best customers any way they want and you make a little extra for each one that you sleep with. I also heard rumors that you are open to two or more sex partners at a time?" I look at him, smile and said. "So what do you think I am worth per each customer to make him feel like a man?" Looking straight at me, he continues on, "So how about we cut through the bullshit here and you just do exactly as I say, so I do not have, or we have any misunderstanding come the end of the week." I put up a finger to stop him from going on. "First of all Mr. Smith I get paid before I do the work, after all I am a whore that was what you told my agent you wanted this year to be your booth girl, one that could fuck the black off a nigger, as you put it to him!" The look on his face turned the tables to my side I had the best hand at this table now. "Oh just for your information I am of mix race, I am one of those niggers you talked about; I know it does not show, but I have enough black blood in me to put me in that column. By the way you feel about us and the looks of things I can see you will not be getting into my bed this week!" He just sat there stunned and I gave him that sexy smile that told him I won and you lost. "Mr. Smith I can see we are off to a bad start, can I get you a drink and we talk about this in a more calm fashion," He took a deep breath and said yes. I stood looked down at him as he took in my body and than I hit him with one more stunner. I slowly peel off my robe, his eyes burning into my body. My 40DD breasts stick out with my nipples hardened from the cool air. My pussy is on display without even pubic hair to cover me, I like my pussy shaved all the time, so do my clients. It is not that I am not proud of my body, I am, but I hate a bitch, but I is one, sometimes, and be a tease but he needs to be teased and I love it. I walk toward the small bar, certain that his eyes were on my ass with each step I take. I fix him a gin and tonic and I have a glass of wine, my mind reeling. Just what he thinks I will do, I think about the possibilities. He is rather nice looking, under different circumstances, my mind begins to wander, and I can feel the beginning of a tingle in my pussy. I turn and walk back with drinks in hand and naked except for my heels I lean over, handing him his drink. He watches as my breasts jiggle and push together as I hand it to him. I stand up, watching him take a sip. He slurps some loudly, and smiles his approval as his eyes again begin to wander over my body. "Shall I have a seat over their! Pointing to the other side of the room; or here next to you!" Let's talk about what you can do for me." I sit at the other end of the couch, my knees together, my arms crossed over my breasts in a false sense of modesty. "Oh come now," he says in an almost charming way, "Come over here, I am not that bad." I look at him, give a smirk smile, and stay where I am. He continues to sip his drink, staring at me. He does not even try to act casual about his looking at me, as he stares directly at my breasts and my lap, with my shaved mound peeking up over my thighs. He slowly, agonizingly continues sipping that drink, and my nipples have grown rock hard and he can see I am aroused, being nude with him. Finally, after an eternity, he takes the last sip of his drink. He looks up into my eyes, and says matter-of-factly, "How much for a night of sex, all night one on one!" My eyes widen, but I am somewhat prepared for this. I get 500 for the night, 300 for two hours, so it is best to do the all night thing you get your nut off two maybe three times for a better deal!" That shut the motherfucker up, left him speechless. "Oh yes and I get 150 for a quick BJ!" He just sat there stunned. "Mr. Smith you have a 150 on you?" He looked at me and nodded yes; I stood up walked over to him and held out my hand and he took out two 100-dollar bills and I took them. I went to my knees and looked at him. "I will make this worth 200 just for you." I unzipped his fly and before he knew what had happen to him I had his cock in my hand. "Actually Mr. Smith you are in for a special treat, I am very good at sucking cock, I was crowned Miss Cocksucker of 1982-83-84-85 after that they would not let me run anymore, so this will be easy, I think! I will take my time and not suck you off as quickly as I normally do, you will get your monies worth!" He still did not know what had happen to him, but I got him to lean back on the couch, spread his legs. I look at him, he looked at me almost expecting more instructions and information form me. "Ok big boy let me get my lips around your pure white Pee-Pee and show you what that little bit of a nigger in me can do." I quickly, skillfully, begin to undo his pants and tug down the zipper. He lifts his hips so I can ease his shorts down over his semi-hard cock. I pull his pants and boxers from his ankles, and glance up into his eyes. He has no idea what has just happen to him or what is going to happen. I reach out and hold his cock in my hand, then begin pumping it up and down a little, feeling it getting bigger already. He has a nice cock, but I am not about to tell him that. I lick the head and he moans quietly. I get the head wetter and begin pumping his cock up and down with my hand, feeling it slick in my fingers. He sees what I am doing, and tries to say something. "You know for a white man you got a cock that will do for butt fucking, I can take a medium size cock up the ass, in fact, and I could fuck this one twice a day in the poop-shut!" He looked at me as I pumped his hard rod and said to me. "You do anal sex?" I smile up at him just as I was about to put a lip lock on his pecker. "Will for special men that I kind of have a thing for I will and if they, will…He looks at me hanging on to each word…if they what Marca? "If they have 600 bucks, honey my ass is like pure gold, it is very expensive it will cost you big time!" I put my hands on his thighs and reach down with my lips, grasping the head between them. I slowly slide his cock into my warm mouth, and he groans again. I glide his cock about half way into my mouth, in and out. This would be enough to get most any man off, I think. "Yeah, you…you are good, oh shit yes!" His cock slips from my lips as my tongue delves down to his balls, licking them gently up and over. I lick straight up the shaft of his cock to the head and again take his cock into my mouth. By now, his cock is hard, and so hot in my mouth. I can feel him throbbing against my tongue as I slide my lips quickly up and down. He has no idea if I am trying to rush it and make him cum quickly, which I am. I can feel my nipples hard and starting to ache. I can even feel my pussy start to leak on my legs folded under me. Oh god, please, do not let him find out how much this is exciting me. I cannot believe my body would betray me like this. I look up at him, my mouth full of cock, and watch him as he rolls his eye back into his head and raises his head back as far as it will go. He than pulls my lips off his cock, and the head falls out with a plop. "OK, enough of that oh shit! I have to fuck you oh Jesus yes I have to have your pussy! I have to admit, you are on hell-of-a cocksucker!" I just stare at him thinking, smiling and I held out my hand. "That will be 500 big one if you do not mind!" Before I have time to look, he has his money clip in my hands telling me to take what I want. "Please I want your pussy; I want to get a closer look at that ass of yours." I turn around slowly; I get on all fours on the carpeted floor, my ass facing in his direction. From behind me, I can hear him groaning and huffing as he gets on his knees and moves up behind my ass, and reaches out with both hands to my ass. I nearly jump, feeling his hands roughly running over my cheeks. "Oh yeah, this is a great ass." One of his hands runs up to the small of my back and pushes down, directing me onto my elbows with my ass up in the air. He continues fondling my ass cheeks, his hard cock occasionally slapping against the back of my thigh. I feel his knees push between mine, forcing me to spread my legs wide. I can only imagine how this must look to him, I am sure he can see everything, including what a 500-dollar pussy looks like! Just as I almost start to enjoy his hands caressing me, out of nowhere he smacks me hard on the ass. I jump up and yelp, "Wow!" He starts smacking me in earnest now, between long periods of fondling my ass cheeks. I can feel the fire on my bottom, and even as I enjoy the spanking, I would never let him know I do. I can feel even more pussy juice running out onto my thigh. "This spanking is because you are a whore and you need this for your sinning ways!" I look back at him laughing. "Little white dick you’re spanking my butt because it is so spank able, you cannot help myself." He stops spanking, and I feel his cock head at my pussy, ready to slide in. I feel him positioning his cock at my pussy, holding it right at the entrance without moving it inside. I start pushing my thighs back toward his cock, loving the feeling of him slipping in. He reaches under me and pinches my clit with his thumb and forefinger, and then bends over, his voice just behind my ear. "I want more of you I got to have you tonight, whatever it cost!" I try to move my hips to grind my clit into his hand. He slowly, tantalizingly rubs over my clit, and insistently asks me again, "Please whatever it takes!" Still I do not say a thing, I am as excited as he is, and I would fuck anyone, anything at this point. I am so ready to be fuck, hell someone fuck me! "Yes, you can have me tonight, you small dick white boy, but you will eat my ass tonight if you want to fuck it again, you understand?" I hear a low moan of a yes…I understand. With that said, his hands grab my hips and his cock slams into me, my pussy so wet that it slides in with one thrust. We moan together, the feeling of his cock inside feels amazing. Holding my hips tightly he begins slamming in and out of my pussy, and I can feel his balls slapping my pussy repeatedly. As he fucks me, I can feel his hands on my hips, then on my ass. I feel his cock going in and out of me a mile a minute, repeatedly, not even stopping to let me catch my breath. His thumbs pull my ass cheeks apart, and I am so exposed. He starts to trail a thumb down my crack, still slippery with my juices. Up and down, his thumb rubs, and every time he lightly presses over my other tight hole, my pussy clamps down on his cock. I feel him take his hand from me and hear him loudly slurp saliva onto his thumb. He brings his thumb back to my crack as he continues to slam his cock into me repeatedly. I feel his thumb on my ass, and then gasp as his thumb gently slides inside me. The feeling is incredible, being filled in both holes, and I am in heaven. Gently he begin to move his thumb in and out in time with his cock moving in and out of my pussy, occasionally pulling more juice up from my pussy to my ass. Unable to stop myself I reach down between my legs and feel for my aching clit. "Oh yeah baby, fuck this hoe! Make my pussy squeeze your cock, yeah." I start to move my fingers over my clit, knowing I am close. He slams even harder into my pussy and then pushes his thick thumb deep inside me as I cum. "OH GOD!" I feel my pussy grabbing his cock, squeezing hard as if it was a vice. The feeling washes over me as he stops fucking me, and stays very still with his hard cock still inside me. When I come to my senses, still panting, I realize he has stopped, and his cock slides out of my pussy. Shit, did he go off? He stands up and I turn over. We are both still out of breath, and I can see cream dripping from his cock. I look down and see cream, not much but a little running out and down the crack of my ass. I stand up from the floor and look to see more cream run down my leg. "You know your not bad for a little dick white boy, in fact I would have to say, god that was amazing! Oh, yes when you come back tonight, it will be 600 for all night! Oh yes one other thing, I will do the spanking tonight!" With that, I went to take a shower. That night and the rest of the week I did my thing and made two new clients, that might turn into something down the road. I spent two extra days in order to do some posing with their furniture and ended up on a few pages in the new catalog. I walked away with a little over six grand for the week and bedroom furnishing for two rooms, a dinning room and a very nice sofa. I will pay for, all this, out of a series of trips I will make with the president of the company and the chairman of the board. They found out I love to deep-sea fish. I told them I had the boat all lined up and it had all the food, booze, fishing gear, and hot running woman on board. If I pay for the 3 days of fishing and you get me for your pleasure I get my house furnished. That was an easy deal on my part. I just have to fuck that big dick captain for three days after I send them home. That will be a long week. Will part of it will be long and hard. Damn someone has to do it, the things I do for; will for me stupid! Chapter 6 I made a side trip home to Texas after that trade show in North Carolina, to see my mother and dad; and whom else I might look up while visiting for a few days. I had only plan to stay for the weekend, but dad wanted me to hang around longer, it seems father and daughter were growing together again as we were when I was about 6 or 7. It seems little girls go away from their fathers until they are grown and than your back as the second woman in his life. Father wanted me to have lunch with him at the club while I was in town, as my mother told me he wanted the boys to see what a beauty he had as a daughter and brag on my success. Oh shit, but what are you to do when good old dad wants to show you off; you are dressed up and put on a show. I was to meet dad at the club at 11:30AM, he said he could only be gone until 1PM, he had a meeting at 2PM. I guess I better look my best , like I do everyday, but this time I was not out to pick up a john or even let some guy get luck. I was having lunch with my father. I started with my usual routine. First a shower, then make-up, and a brief browse through the clothes I had packed for the trip. I knew exactly what I wanted to wear. I reached in and took out my white ruffled v-neck blouse. I then took out my tight white skirt; that was just long enough to reach the middle of my thighs. I than slipped on a pair of white lacey panties that just cover my bald smooth pussy. I decide on a white see- thru bra, but with the blouse, there was nothing to see though. It would show just a little nipple at the top should I let my blouse slip open. I put on the 39DD special made bra; it was hard to get on. I managed to shove my 40DD tits into the cups. They were really busting out! I slipped on my blouse, and headed off for lunch. When I got to the club, I let the valet parking service park my rent car. I noticed a few guys staring, and I thought I would tease them a little, so I my legs part wide when I swung my legs out of the car to step out of the front seat. I slowly bent over to pick it up my purse that was on the passenger side of the car. As I bent over, I could feel my skirt rise and a cool breeze blow between my legs. I felt the cool air hit my mound, and it made me a little excited. I knew this was going to be a fun day. My father had called and told the club that he was 10 minutes late and for me to have a drink in the dinning room at his table. One of the waiters took me into the dinning room and I slowly sat down at a table for four, trying to make my skirt not rise as much as could have let it. It was just a minute or two and my father with two other men showed up at the table. Father kissed me on the chin and the other two shook my hand as dad did the introductions. One man was Frank Finley; I had met him when I was in high school. I had taken a seat opposite the two older men in their late 50's. I was wearing white 3-inch heeled sandals that made my white outfit complete. I was aware that I showed the cleavage of my breasts and occasionally when I uncrossed my legs, a glimpse of my panties might appear. The men were constantly looking at me. Their looks were making me want to flirt, but god these were my father’s friends. I did get excited at their eyes locked on me. I found myself breath faster in the excitement of exhibitionism. I had to bite my lower lip to make sure my breathing was not too obvious. I remembered I had undone the top two buttons on my blouse. One of the men was glancing at my 40DD and we made eye contact, and I smiled back at his startled look. I was looking straight at him and I think he could just begin to see the curve of my breast now. He looked confused, did not know where to look, but he saw that I did not mind him staring. He shifted a bit in his chair to get a better view. The other man was talking to my father, but glanced up at this movement and saw me. He did not look down again. They both were looking at the cleavage of my breasts excitedly. They tried to carry on a conversation with dad and listen to his story he was telling them; but I could see that they had other things on their mind. Their breathing was getting heavy, and I figured they both had to be getting a hard-on by this time. They boldly stared at the treasure of my breasts and swallowed hard. I was being excited too and wanted to show them more. However, how could I in this restaurant with my father next to me? I rested my elbow on the table so that my arms pressed on my breasts and made them bulge even more. I then smiled at them and let them know that I was aware of their stares. I looked around to see if dad or anyone was watching our little game but all were busy. At last, one of the men turned the conversation to me. "Marca your father has told us about your modeling and he showed us the calendar from the boat company, have you done anymore like that?" All eyes went to me even the waiter stop as I was about to answer and wanted to know what all I had done. "I was just in North Carolina and did a spread for a furniture company and will be in the new catalog and I have a session later this month to do just one month for a new calendar, Miss July I think, for a tool company." The young waiter, college kid asked. "What will you have on?" I smiled up at him, knowing he was looking down my blouse and had a better view of my cleavage than anyone had, at the table. "I think they said something about a bikini, yes a string bikini I believe!" All of them except my dad, seemed quite conscious of the effect I was having on them, as my breast became the center of attention at the table, my cleavage was in view for the world. They could almost see the edges of my nipples where the neckline of the blouse so very low. "So Marca, have you been in town long?" One of the men asked, only half looking at my face. "Just got in yesterday and be here for a few days, have a photo session next week in LA." I paused, noticing his attention was on my cleavage. I gave him a tiny smile and stuck out my breast as I sat back in my chair giving them, more to see. In real life, I have two clients in LA that I will do back to back for a cool 500 each. Than back to the Bay area, start all over again. Hey a job is a job, I just do my on my back or on all fours…ok so I ride the motherfucker sometimes. After an hour of this talking and lunch, I had to Pee, so I excused myself and stood to go to the ladies-room. Frank Finley said that he too needed to visit the men’s room and went with me. We had to go down a long hall that led to the restrooms and when he open the door to the hall he allowed me to enter first and placed his hands on my backside and ran it down my ass as I went in. I looked back and just out of habit, I smiled. He looked at me and than hit me with a bombshell. I need to talk with you about something important," he said, with a smile. "I know this may be a bad time, but..." He looked right at my boobs. "Marca one my very good friends is your neighbor Chuck Wilson, and old Chuck has told me some very wild things about you and what 300 dollars can get me!" I looked at him and he knew I had pussy for sale and had a price that would agree to, just to keep it from my father. "What do you want?" He gave me that shit grin men can get and said. "The rest of the afternoon at a friend’s apartment; you know I've found you attractive since you were a teen coming to the club." "Mr. Finely, I had noticed that a long time ago." "Those tight tank top you wore and cut-off jeans..." He smiled at the memory, clearly something he had gone over many times. "Yes, I remember, I wore them, but only at my house." He just smiled. "Until I saw you today, I thought some guy was a lucky man." He stepped closer, to stand right in front of me, "You know my wife left me." "I remember that, too. I was still in high school, or was it before?" He had his eyes fixed on my boobs. "Marca open up your blouse and pull down your bra, show me your tits!" I thought, OH MY GOD! A woman can get away showing off a little, in my case showing off a full set or half of what I have is a lot; a man does something almost as bad as this ends up arrested, than labeled a pervert! I asked him if he was trying to get me arrested for indecent exposure. "Just give me the address and I will meet you 30 minutes after my father leaves!" I found the apartment over on the east side of Fort Worth, near the NBC TV station channel 5. I parked and went to apartment 52 and knocked, he was Johnnie on the spot, ready for me as if it was his first date. I went into the apartment, and he fixed me a glass of wine and we began with small talk. , "So Mr. Finely you like to watch me when I was a teen, at the pool in my bikini?" He said, "Oh, yeah." I pressed it. "You get turned on watching me kiss all the boys at the pool?" Finley was sexually turned on, it was almost unfair to talk like this, but he was telling me something and it just surprised me. I asked, "It turns you one when Wilson told you about him fucking me?" He responded again, excited, "Oh, yeah, that really gets to me." "So," I said, "you got turned on thinking of me giving Wilson head and him eating my ass out?" He said, "Are you kidding, of course it did. It was like watching you in my mind in a porn movie or something. I was the one doing it to you I was the one who had the big cock in you." His words were crude. I knew he was just using those words as a way to intimidate me. However, it was turning me on. "And I suppose you had the big dick to back up all this talk?" He grabbed me and turned my head to the side. I let out a gasp, as I stared at a dick twice as big as any I had seen in months. "Does any of your lover’s have a dick as big as this?" With my eyes glued to the tip of his dick, I shook my head no. "Do they make you suck it like this?" with those words, he pushed the fat pink head between my lips. "Suck it! Find out what a real man's dick taste like." I began to suck on his dick. At first, all I did was let my tongue lick across the head. I did not attempt to take any more of him in my mouth, other than the tip. He was forcing me and I refused to give him the pleasure of acting as if I wanted it. There was no denying the feeling that was spreading between my thighs; my pussy felt like it was pulsing so hard that surely Finley could hear me squishing. My eyes were shut tight I was not going to give him the pleasure of looking up at him. "Open your eyes, slut! I want to see the tears fall when I push this dick down your throat. I said suck it, not lick it to death." I began to suck as fast and as hard as I could. "Oh what the fuck I want you ass, I can get a BJ anytime. Get your ass up, turn around!" The next thing I knew I bent over the back of the sofa with my stomach resting on the back of the big head rest and my feet off the floor. I had to extend my arms down to help support my upper body. He mumbled something to the effect…"I'm not going to waste time taking you to bed." I held onto the sofa as I bent over it at the waist. He had me lined up, secured in place and ready for the taking. I felt him lifted up and pushed my skirt over my hips. Then, my panties left my ass and down and off my legs; my thighs pushed open. I felt him pushing the tip of his dick against my slit. I hoped he would go easy. I knew better than to tell him to go slow. When I felt the head begin to push pass my pussy lips, I gasped. It felt like he was pushing a beer can up my pussy. I began to struggle with fear. When the head of his dick lodged securely in my fold, he just stood there letting me adjust. When I began to breathe easier, he slowly began to move his hips. "Oh Frank, Oh shit, you're huge. Oh, fucking right…god it is huge! I looked back and up at him. Easy, god damn-it, take it easy we both can enjoy it! Please, take it easy!" I began to feel the sex in me explode, oh, god this was good, the bastard was a good fuck and he knew he had the cock to fuck any woman and make her want it. I started to dance my feet on the floor just my toes touching and wiggle as I felt him slide in and out. My walls were expanding to a size I did not know existed. "Oh god Frank this is good, yes more, oh yes give it to me! Fuck me! Show me how fucking good your dick is. Please, I beg you take it slow. I don't want to have to explain to my next client why my pussy is ripped to shreds." Frank snickered as he began too slowly stroke my pussy. I squeezed, bearing down hard to keep him deep in me, he groaned as he felt me squeezing. "You know Marca, I enjoyed looking at your tits today did you enjoy showing them off for all the men to see?" I just grunt as he pushed harder saying, "everybody has been looking at your big nipple tits for years you know that don’t you?" I let out with another grunt and get more thrusting action from him. "You like showing off your tits don’t you?" I turn my head toward him and say, a breathless "yes." "You enjoyed men looking at your tits didn’t you?" All I can mumble is a weak "Yes" "You are a dirty whore, a wild ass fucking good time girl, aren’t you? That was what Wilson and Larson called you!" All I can do is nod yes "You know they all want to fuck you don’t you? You going to call them, and get them to come over and you fuck them for old time sake?" Oh please do not tease me Frank, please give it to me keep humping me!" He slapped me across the ass with the full force of his right hand. "I asked you a question…will!" My ass wiggles just from the reaction of the slap. "Yes, yes I will fuck them, I will fuck them all!" I moan as he speeds up his movement in and out of me. "I am going to give you a really good fuck now for showing off today," and he start to thrust into me vigorously. "You turned me on so much out there and all the men around us! Would you have liked to fuck that young waiter?" "I would fuck anyone who has a cock like yours and everybody could watch and see my tits joggle as you fuck me." This really excites me as I am groaning with every thrust. "You are a dirty fucker and you know what happens to dirty fuckers like you don’t you?" I shake my head no. "Will Marca I think you better stay in Cowtown a few extra days and get some good cock to hold you over!" "Yes" I whisper. "What are you Marca?" "A dirty whore fucker" I whisper again. Damn I could not believe the feeling. My pussy was crammed tight with hard, fat dick. I could feel my juices running down my legs; every time he pulled back, I felt the flow start to run. "Oh, Frank…Oh fuck! This is the best dick I ever had. You know I am coming back for more." Franks sweat pored off his body on to my back; he was holding onto my hips as he methodically stroked my love nest. I was making my pussy milking his dick; I had gone off about three times already. His hands held my hips and than he would run them over my ass still giving me a slap from time to time to let me know who was running the show. Then he started for real... slamming in and out like a jackhammer. He went faster and faster. Then I stared coming again. My pussy and asshole seem too squeezed in unison like a vice holding a rod of steel. He had to be feeling that. He moaned louder. My convulsions continued along with his battering ram slamming into me, than his pace slowed; my orgasm paused as he shifted gears; his strokes lengthened; the feeling became even more intense; my orgasm started up again. If I had any breath, I would have screamed. I became light-headed and floated within my body, sampling all of the sensations and noting them one by one. Somewhere along the way, I felt my legs open even farther and my feet went up off the floor, as I seem to balance on the sofa, as he would give me a slap on my ass. His moaning turned deafening, he slammed harder and harder, faster and faster, trying so very hard to come... but it seems he could no. He changes his motion and speed... longer strokes; he moaned again and his long strokes continued. My god I had not been fucked like this in ages, oh shit he is good. He sped up, keeping the long strokes, than I felt that jerk in his hands as they held my hips he was over the edge, he had reached the mountaintop, his point of no return! Thank God, I may not have lasted much longer before I passed out. He had his victory; it had taken him since I was 15 to claim the spoils of war, his prize. I felt wet sloppy squirting of a fire hose inside my stretched love tunnel. His cream had found a home. That moment lasts an eternity. *** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 29