Ms. Marca Part 50

This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways. This is about me? just a part oof my life! Well looks like I'll be home before Tim gets in and what with friday's traffic, that will cause him to be running even later than usual. No way he can get home before 7, even if his plane was on time. Got time to make a few calls to check on next week. Best thing that ever happened to me was Jack getting me my own cell phone, poor Tim, he keeps asking me if I want one and I say no, as I giggle I think about all my lovers and customers who have my number, everyone but the man I'm married to. "Hey Ed, Marca here, look I'm not going to use the room next week, well, maybe on Friday, but if you get 3 of them lined up for me make it on Thursday, call me first thing Monday, no later than 10 Monday morning,...ok?" "Sure thing, Ms. Marca!" "Ed, I haven't seen Mr. Petal in weeks, not that I want to or need to, just wondering!" "He has been out of town, I'm sure he he'll get horny someday and ask about you!" "What I was afraid of, anyway, anything else?" "Ms. Marca, what about the following week, you going to be around?" I had to think, hell no way, that is my time of month. "No I'm going to be in Miami all that week, can't turn that trip down!" "Is this a special client, Ms Marca?" "You might say that, Ed, he pays me $1,000 a night just to jerk him off and sit on his face, the man loves to eat my pussy, best customer I got! I'll get with you next Friday before I leave for Miami, if I don't hear from you on Monday, have a good one, bye!" Oh yes, Miami, yes Tim is my best customer and easiest to take care of, hell aren't all women a whore to their husband, take me out and I'll let you have some pussy,...cut the grass and I'll let you have some pussy, help me around the house and I'll let you have some pussy. Give me 5 hundred bucks and I'll let you have some pussy and might even give you a BJ. Yes, Miami, that well be my time to lay in the sun rest and relax, spend time with my husband, yea I'm looking forward to that time away from the fun I'm having, I giggle to myself as I slow down to exit the freeway to get gas. That damn guage has been on E for two days, I better get it filled real quick. I get my gas and look across the side street and see one of those super giant drug stores in the next shopping center, I need to get a few things while I'm off the freeway, might as well get them here. I pay for my gas, pull out on the feeder road and down to the entrance to the center and head into the big giant drug store. As always I get a ton of looks from the men and most women even look me over. I walk down the different aisles and walked past two men dressed in jeans and looked to be your construction type workers. I turn the corner and come back down the next row and stop in front of the condom display. From the row I was just on I over hear,.... "Holy shit! Max, did you get a look at that one." "You think she's selling it?" "A woman that looks like that, she won't have any problem finding a buyer. Probably too rich for my style." "Oh hell, Harper. A good looking thing like that would never look at you, you're right, she would want too much and she is way past your style anyway." "Shit, did you see that set of jugs on her, you think they were 38?" I bet she is one hot, big time slut," he whispered. "A beautiful cock sucking slut." "She could have my 8 inch anytime she wanted it!" Oh my god he has 8 inches! I didn't like what they were saying, what they were telling each other about me, but I had to admit I was just what they were saying, I did all this week, 3 or 4 times a day, just what they were saying about me. What they were saying was making my pussy wet, I could feel the juices leaking from it and soaking into my panties. I could feel the hungry lust of my body in my loins and couldn't deny the way I was feeling. I was liking this, I had been this way since I was a teen, liking the way they were talking about me. Their voices seem to fade away and than I felt as if I was being looked at. I didn't dare turn and look that direction, I had the feeling they were near my right side only a few feet away. I best get on with business, I reached up and took down a box of Trojan X-large and then a box of Med. I then saw a new brand that was on sale and came in different colors, hey why not? I put them in the store hand basket I had and they fell in next to the tube of Astro-gel, the baby wipes, my 4 boxes of the different douche kits, a tube of toothpaste and a bottle of mouth wash. I turned and saw them looking at me and I went past them as if nothing was the matter, I went over to the row where I found razor blades and shaving cream. That should do it. I got to the counter and there was this big black guy at the checkout counter. I stood in line behind an older women who was just paying when my fan club showed up and stood in line behind me. I could feel them looking me over and then I stepped up and unloaded my basket. The big black guy began to grin as he rang up more of the items and didn't take him long to figure out I was stocking up for something. "Miss, that will be 69 dollars and 69 cents." Then as I went into the inside pocket where I had my twentys I heard one of the guy behind me say in a low voice "I bet that is her favorite number!" That hit me funny and I smiled and giggled and then the big black guy smiled and I looked to see them trying to keep from laughing. The guy named Max spoke up. "Looks like you're all set for the next moth with that purchase." I handed the big black guy 3 twentys and a ten as he placed the items in a plastic bag. "Here is your change, Miss, and you come back!" I picked up my bag and just as I turned to walk away I looked back at all of them. "I'm a working girl, just like you, gentlemen. I have to have tools for my trade, this well get me through the weekend, ...I hope, see you!" With that I turned and walked out, leaving the three looking at my ass as I made sure to give it that catwalk swing as I went out the door. I have always had a father figure complex when it came to sex. I really like older men. I guess it comes from when I first hooked up with the different fathers and older men in my neighborhood when I was growing up. Than when I started modeling, it was the old guys who had the money to pay for your services, a party girl was always paid to be friendly with some CEO of some big company. That was my Tim, a CEO and President of a large real estate and investment company, so when people ask me about the age thing, hell, not a problem for me, not with his bank account, which has given me all I could ever want or need. So why do I still work as I did before I was married? I ask myself that every time I go out and do it. I don't do it for the money, but hell, they want to pay, I'm not one to turn it down. As I pull into the drive I see Tim's car, the boy must have gotten an early flight, good thing I was not here trying to hump a big one at home. Other than one or two of my old stock, I'm doing it all at their place or at the motel. I go in and don't hear a sound, he might be in his office off the den. Not here, maybe taking a nap, so upstairs I go and just as I round the corner into our bedroom I see him on the bed with his laptop on and he's doing something with it. Tim had his back to the door and I saw pictures come up on his laptop screen. The pictures on his laptop were of me and the sexy poses I had done for him when he traveled. They formed a series in which I gradually undressed, revealing my big 40DD luscious breasts with delicate brown nipples. The next picture showed me slipping out of my thong panties with the thong lowered halfway down my thighs. My pussy was bald, like it always is, and my cunt lips were a shocking pink. I stood at the doorway and watched my husband play with his little 4 inch we-we. Poor boy, his little thing was hard as a rock. Tim's desire began to stir from within the lower folds of his terry cloth robe. Tim was away almost all week and only home on the weekends and I, his wife, had sexual issues which did not include him and this usually left him high and dry. My wicked ways with my lovers and customers was getting in the way of our so called sex life. However, in recent weeks, he had discovered a new side to his sexuality, and found himself fantasizing about masturbating while on the road and having phone sex with me while away from home. So, increasingly, his main sexual outlet was masturbation, which had become routine for him, particularly when he was away on his frequent business trips. He didn't usually do it when I was home, or so I thought, but here he was getting ready to jerk his little thing off, not knowing I was at the bedroom door watching. He flipped the pictures of me back and forth until he found the one he wanted. He selected the last picture, where I was kneeling on our patio nearly nude, and double-clicked on it. It filled the screen, he leaned back on the bed with his legs extended before him. Tim untied the terry belt of his robe, letting the two halves fall to his sides, and his cock sprang free. He was almost totally hard already, and a droplet of pre-cum welled up on the tip of his penis. He rubbed it around and around with a sigh, and focused on my picture. He began to stroke himself with his right hand in long, slow movements; his eyes closed and his head fell back, luxuriating in the sensations of lust. He whispered,... "oh yes, Marca, you look so sexy, god you're beautiful!" He lay down quietly on the bed, facing the laptop screen. He continued to stroke himself, and his excitement surged. At that exquisite little image, Tim almost came. He opened his eyes and squeezed the tip of his penis gently and relaxed, which he did whenever he wanted to delay ejaculation. His excitement receded to a lower, but no less delectable, level. Tim softly stroked his straining little organ. Tim lay on the bed and he jerked it slowly and steadily, as he watched my picture. His climax was drawing near. He began to pull his penis harder and faster, and the palm of his hand grew wet with his pre-come, which served to heighten his pleasure even more. At last, he was at the point of no return in his orgasm. He knew he was going to come, but he resisted it with all his might. He gripped his raging cock firmly and held it tight, pointing his toes and arching his back, fighting the urge to shoot his load. He glanced at my picture. Than he saw me and froze. "Don't stop... baby, keep jerking it, jack off for me, Tim!" Tim opened his eyes and found me standing over him. He was so aroused and so involved, he never realized I was in the room. "Don't stop!" And with that, Tim exploded. I watched, spellbound, as he fired stream after stream of sperm high into the air, covering his chest and belly and crotch. It seemed to go on for minutes, and his dick continued to contract again and again, long after his sperm fluid was exhausted. Finally, his orgasm subsided. I went into the bathroom and ran a washcloth under warm water, then lovingly wiped the mess from his groin and torso, as he began to protest. "Your note said you would be late getting home, you're early!" He wailed, plainly embarrassed. My last guy for the day had to back out on me so I was free from my last client at 3:30 and after having my shower and cleaning up I had gotten home at 5 and not 7 as I had told him last night when we talked on the phone. "The hairdresser got sick today" I said, calmly. "I'm sorry... " He started to explain, but I cut him off gently. "Don't be sorry... I'm glad I found you doing this. I've wanted to talk to you about it." "About what?" "About this," I said simply, as I slipped out of my jeans and blouse. Underneath, I wore a matching bra and thong lace panty set in a shimmery, translucent lavender. This color, against my golden tanned and athletic body, made my lovers take notice and even Tim's desire built in him again. I sat on the edge of the bed where I could see the computer monitor. "So this is what you do late at night in the hotel room?" "Yes!" "You ever watch the porn on TV in the room, watch some big boob girl like me fucking all those horny old men?" "Oh, yes, sometimes I do!" "Maybe I should make a DVD so you can see me in action, something to make you jack off even more, better!" I reached over and took hold of his limp little worm and flicked it back forth, trying to get it up. "You in action, what do you mean, honey?" "well I could do a video of me rubbing my pussy and kissing my hard nipples, or maybe using a big dildo on me as I get off, or other sexual things, whatever you like to see me doing!" "Oh Marca, you would do that?" "Baby, anything to make you happy! Tim, do you ever think of me when you watch the porn, do you close your eyes and see me on the screen getting the big cock from that porn stud?" "OH GOD, MARCA, ... oh I have, I know it is wrong for me to think that, but I have!" Then his little cock came back to the living, it was stiff. I took his hand and placed it on his little dicky and started him slow stroking again. I stood up, unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor and smiled down at my loving husband, who had not had any ass in over 10 days, and here I was just finishing up the week from having done 15 different men this week and 3 of them I did twice each. I then wiggled out of my thong, making sure he got a good show, both front and back side of me. I walked purposely to my closet and reached to the top shelf and got out my favorite dildo, an 8 " black looking cock and I mean life-like. Just looking at the head of this monster turns me on. Walk back to the bed in my 6 inch pumps that made me look like the whore I had been all day. I can feel the slickness of my juices starting to run down the inside of my thighs. Lying on the bed away from Tim, on my side of the bed, I puffed all 3 pillows around me and laid back and opened my legs wide, knees bent, heels on the bed. I ran my finger up and down my hot slit, probing a little deeper each time, until I was up to the first knuckle of my index finger deep into the depth of my soft, slippery hole. I traced the outline of every curve of my smooth, bare lips and rubbed my clit until it was burning and was sticking out, begging me to play with it. Usually I need to really work myself up or get some lube, but I was so ready I placed the fat head at the opening of my pussy and slowly let my pussy suck it in. It went in so smooth it was like a vacuum until all that was left to hold was the black end with the speed dial. Tim faced me and he had a perfect shot of my pussy and my face. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being so "full" for a minute or so then I had to get off. I barely turned the dial 1/4 turn when my first orgasm ripped through me, totally by surprise. Heart pounding, pussy still grabbing the hard dildo / vibrator, I started pulling it out and then pushing it back in deep. Gently at first, then harder and faster, fucking myself to my second orgasm in less than a minute and a half. For the next 5 minutes I lay there panting, head spinning from getting off and thinking of all the men I had screwed this week. When the pulsing in my crotch subsided to a dull thudding I got up and went back to the closet and got one other toy. Coming back to bed I saw that Tim had stopped jacking off. "Tim, baby, keep jerking it, honey, I need to see you go off again!" Shit, I don't need to mess with that little thing tonight. As relaxed as I felt I knew I wasn't done. I NEEDED to feel that big dildo DRIVE ME! I can get so... nasty sometimes...Back to the bed, pillows under my ass this time, feet up, legs spread. I was shaking all over thinking of what was coming. I took a smaller dildo and covered it with Astor-gel and set it next to the first one. I slipped the bigger vibrator that I had just used in my pussy that was still slick from my earlier orgasm until it nearly disappeared, then pulled it out again. I did the same with the smaller of the two but I put it in my asshole and a little slower. When it was all the way in I pulled it out as I put the first one back in my pussy. Using 2 hands I slowly slide them in and out, double fucking myself. I pushed the dildo all the way in my ass, feeling it stretch tight, and left it there and went back to the big boy I had in my pussy. I turned the second vibrator to max and it took about 30 seconds for the most intense, body shaking, and earth shattering G-spot orgasm to hit me once I touched my clit. I groaned out loud as wave after wave of bliss washed over me. I swear I felt electrical currents in the bottom of my feet and my toes curled as I threw back my head, straining my neck trying not to scream. I was shaking for a long time after that one. I pulled them out after my second climax and sat up on my elbows, looking at Tim. "See what I do, baby, when you're not in bed with me late at night!" Tim was wide eyed and jerking for all he was worth and then I rolled over and pushed him back on his back and climbed up on his face. I had taken a shower, but had not douched and I let my gaping wide open pussy slip over his mouth. "Eat me, get your tongue right up inside my pussy and suck their, ah my, ...my juices out." I whispered. "Keep jerking, honey, but eat me and eat me good!" I looked down at my husband as he licked and sucked my pussy, poor Tim had no clue that I had a Mexican car salesman fuck me just over 2 hours ago and his old brown cock was not much bigger than Tim's, but he paid me $500 for an hour's work and he was going to let me have a limo for my use when I wanted it. I smiled down at Tim and played with my boobs and licked my nipples as he ate me out. I looked back to see his poor little we-we still being jerked for the third time since I had been home, and I'm sure that little thing had been jerked off every night for the past 5 nights. Looking at him I said in a sexy voice, "Suck it! Yes, that's the way I like it. Yeah get it deeper. Work that tongue." Tim ran his tongue faster and faster across my clit, he had learn to eat pussy. "Tim baby, I 'm looking forward to making that video, that will be so much fun, have you figured out what you want me to do?" Tim eyes got wide and I sat down harder on his mouth so that he could not speak and he mumbled something. I moved my ass up over his mouth, it was clean, I just had a shower and I sat down on his mouth,..."lick it, Tim, lick my ass baby, french kiss my asshole, Tim, rim me good!" I felt one of his hands go to my ass and the other kept jerking on his baby dick. "Oh Tim, this turns me on so much, I don't know what turns me on more than watching you jerk off!" Well, a 9 inch cock going a mile a minute up my pussy and sucking on one about 7 inches and having it cream in my mouth is better, but since you can't do any of that, I'll just let you think that me watching you jerk off is my thing. Tim raised his left hand and grabbed my right tit. I roll off his face and pulled his face into my cleavage, feeding him a nipple. He sucked on it roughly, biting the hard tip and twirling his tongue. He swapped to the other tit and sucked the nipple deep into his mouth, sending waves of sexual pleasure down my belly to my clit. "Suck them, baby, suck mommie's big boobs!" Rapidly, he began to jerk harder "Oh yes, god, Tim, you suck my boobs so good, you're making me get off again!" Not really, but that sounds good. "Cum with me, darling," I said. "This time, shoot it on my boobs." No sooner said than done. "Are you cumming?" asked Tim. "Am I ever!" I crooned. Hot sperm flooded onto my boobs. My own juices flowed in abundance. I came and then came again. My pussy continued to throb and cum. Handing him the bedside phone, I told him, "I think you better call the club and make dinner reservations for 8, by the time you get through with me I will not feel like cooking anything!" Hell, I had not had a meal at home since Tim went on his trip and I was not going to start tonight. to be continued.... Marca40DD@aol.com 2073 1.26/512345