Ms. Marca part 24

This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways. This is about me? just a part of my life! Ms. Marca Part 24 Tim, my husband is a big social function type of guy always going to some opening some place in the city. I was just the woman he was looking for to be at his side on those special nights. You can forget the nonsense about how proper I was to be at something like this. In public I am always the lady. After all I was the perfect wife and it was not long before Tim fell into the role of being a male companionship for me. Trouble was he just didn't know that companionship was the only way I saw how our sex life had come down to. Most men are looking for someone to be seen with and the women who needed money were looking to be escorts for them to charity events, museum openings, chamber music recitals and gallery auctions. The men look at those functions as networking opportunities. So was I, in fact I got a lot of looks and a few passes that might be interesting...if I ever wanted to give in. I had the perfect husband that every women wanted. They just didn't know that he could not preform in bed after the special event was over. What I had was a husbands who wanted to spend time alone with me, however that did me no good since he couldn't keep it up when he did get it up and 4 inches is not something that made me see stars. Tim spent all the time I would give him in and out of bed. It was between the sheets, trying to fuck me senseless. Or going down on me. It's amazing how few of these corporate types lick pussy. We had just got into bed and I felt him slip a arm around me. I pushed down the blanket, which was covering Tim's little manhood, exposing his modest 4 and on a good day it might get up to 4??-inch cock to the world. Each time I saw his little we-we it was always how I felt when I was a little girl...a bit like a little girl whose Christmas gift just had not measured up to my expectations, but tries to hide her disappointment. My eyes moved from his dick to meet his eyes, then once again to his hard little swollen cock and finally giving a knowing smile. I turned my head towards Tim and my free hand took his right hand and placed it on his dick "Come on honey, finish up!" Tim knew the drill...my eyes once again communicating only as a wife can. After my initial observation, I did not give his cock much attention. Once again, as always Tim does what I instruct him to do when it comes to sex...any type of sex. He closed his eyes and began to stroke his little cock faster. Normally it takes only a minute or two for Tim to shot off, and he usually does not produce much sperm, but there are days / nights when he might get lucky and exploded shooting forth one stream of cum after the next. It will hit all over his hand, chest and shoulder blades. He will always opened his eyes to see me smiling. "Ok, baby...wow that was a big one...why don't you clean up?" I say as I pointed to the shower in the master bathroom...and he dutifully obeyed. Here it was Sunday night and I had just turned out the lights and I realized that we had made, make that we tried to make love three times over the weekend, and at no time had his little penis entered my vagina. On every occasion I had him give me oral sex, and his own orgasm was caused by me rubbing or jerking his cock I tried to remember the last time when I'd actually let Tim get it in me...fucking me like a husband should. I was unable to recall anything more recent than at least a month ago. Given what I'd been getting from my other lovers, I obviously had no need to feel his piss ant cock in my pussy, and I had to admit that his fixation on eating me, and on some nights even swallowing other men's cream, had satisfied me, even with the absence of intercourse. Than in the darkness Tim said to me. "Honey, you were the hit at the opening of that art gallery Friday, every one was looking at you!" "Was I honey? You think I made a few head turn?" "Shit did you, I saw how they all looked you over, some of those guys were down right nasty talking when they saw you come in! I was at the bar when you came in the room and I heard one ass hole say he would eat your ass hole, that bastard was nasty!" (Damn I need that guys name, love for him to lick my ass hole, even if he was an ass hole.) I slip my hand down on his little dick and feel it stiff. "Tim, does it really turns you on to see other men look at me, knowing they want to have sex with me, they are lusting after me, doesn't it?" "Yes, Oh Marca I am sorry I feel so ashamed to say that...I am surprised at how much it does excite me, and are you excited knowing men want you?" He placed his hand down under the sheets and felt my pussy, damn it was wet and my clit was firm. "Marca I admitted, I know you are my woman and I actually felt pride and desire. No man wants a wife that other men don't desire." "Tim when you were gone this past week, did you stroke your cock any, Tim? Did you?" "Yeah." "Did you think about me?" "Oh, yeah, Marca...god who else would I think and dream about?" "Did you think about us having sex...me fucking you...as you jerked it? "Yes...yes a little." "Oh, poor baby," I cooed. "I didn't let my husband fuck me at all last weekend, and you wanted to. But I told you it was not the right time of the month. My poor baby didn't get any hot sex all this week...I bet your horny...?" "Tim your getting hard again, wow I bet you even think of me with some of those old dirty men who want to lick my ass! When you think of seeing me with some other man, well, you know, you get hard and aroused and...will... you see how other men look at me and knowing a dozen or more men are wanting to fuck your wife. Honey if it turns you on to think this and get's you up please think it and slip it in, do me baby!" "Marca...god your pussy feel so good. Your squeezing my fingers with you pussy honey how do you do that? When you squeeze me like that, it just drives me wild." Tim rolled over on top of me and I spread my legs letting him fall in between and his little prick slipped in my fold. Poor baby, all he had for me was his finger like cock and it was just in past my lips. "Oh yes I can feel you squeeze it, yes, oh yes!" "I know." I smiles up at him. "That's why I do it." "It feels like you are trying to pull me in even deeper." "I would if I could, but I think you're in as deep as you can go." (You could use 5 or 6 more inches before you hit the good part...poor Tim he will never get there not with just 4 inches.) "I wish my cock was a couple of inches longer," Tim said in a low shy whisper, pushing into me even harder as if that would give him some more depth, "so I could reach to the very end of your pussy." "Sweetie, I think you are long enough." (OK so I am lying...so sue me!) "When you're slamming into me I'm sure I can feel it hit my... ah...will almost hit my cervix. Speaking of which," pausing, "wouldn't you like to give me a good fucking now. I mean a really good, hard fucking. I really need you to take me. Take me hard. I want to be raped." Tim lowers himself again kissing me, his tongue driving deeply into my mouth as he slowly withdraws his cock. I love the feeling of my rough walls of my pussy being dragged by a big cock...to bad I can't get that same feeling with my little dick husband. When only the head of his cock remains inside me, he rises again on his arms. Smiling down at me, he waits, watching as I am smiling back in anticipation. Tim slowly licks his lips in an attempt to be seductive. I waits in frustration. He rolled over kissing on my nipples and placed his stiff little thing at my fold, I did nothing to help him, shit he has to do it. *I whisper in the dark when I feel it at my slit. "Close your eyes, can you see him Tim? Who is trying to fuck me? Is he making me do it, or something worse, makes me want to do it! Oh your so hard, damn it does turns you on...to think about me getting screwed by some old guy, you watching me fucking and sucking other men." "Oh Marca, I can't help it, I am sorry!" "Tim are you thinking about some big cock doing me? It seem that you have been thinking about me fucking other men to get aroused for a long time. It has been a fantasy of your's for months, at least that I know about. You get very aroused thinking of me fucking other men, and you want me to start telling you about it while we are fucking?" "Oh Marca I know it's wrong, will you tell me?" "Oh I'll do anything to make you happy, anything, who would you like to see fucking me while you watch? Come on baby tell me who, give me a name!" "You name him Marca, you pick him out, god this is driving me crazy!" "How about your friend Wallace, who lives down the street?" Tim stopped humping me in mid stroke and looked down at me with a shock look on his face. "What, Wallace, why did you pick Wallace?" "OH TIM, (giggle) the ass hole is always looking at me, hell he gives me the creeps the way he looks at me, I think he would die of a hart attack if he were to try and fuck me, be kind of funny watching him get all excited when he saw me nude and I bet his old penis would be stiff as a board!" Tim smiles and I reach up and pull him down on me and I whisper in his ear. "Close your eyes and think of him slipping his cock in me, is he the same size as you honey? Have you seen his cock, you need to tell me about it!" "I never seen him!" "You need to find out and tell me what it looks like, so I can tell you all about it when we screw next time? Wow Tim, your so hard baby! Tim you need to have Wallace to the club for golf, something to get to see him in the shower!" "You want me to do that Marca?" "Oh yes, this will be so much fun, than after we have done Wallace we can go on to the next guy, but you need to tell me in detail about each of their penis! You can see Wallace's cock while he is in the shower and tell me how he plays with it when he washes it! We than can have him over for drinks and I can wear something sexy and let him see up my dress, watch him get excited and than after he is gone we can make love and I will tell you how I felt as he looked up my dress." "Marca he might think badly about you, Wallace has told me how sweet you are and he thinks the world of you!" "Wallace is your friend, don't you want me to be nice to him, nicer than I am to the other neighbor's? (Nice to those I haven't screwed.) Tim we could have him over for drinks around the pool and I wear my thong bikini!" "Oh Marca that would tease him, your so bad!" "I bet he would go home and jerk off thinking about me! Would you like to watch me jerk him off? I bet you would like to see Wallace slip his old dick in me and be on me just like you are! Oh yes Wallace fuck me give it to me Tim is watching, fuck me Wallace!" "Marca, oh Marca I am...!" "Tim he is fucking me, oh Wallace fuck me fuck me for Tim, fuck me!" Than I felt him jerk into me like it was his last load, god what a hump. "OH MARCA, yes oh yes, fuck him ...!" Tim rolled off me and in the dark we both lay on our backs, I knew he had to be thinking of what just took place. I was not going to say a word, I'll let him make the first move. I soon was a sleep. Nest morning 8:45..... "Good morning sleepy head!" he greeted me in a smiling voice as my eyes open to see him resting on his elbow looking down at me. I smiled and laid my hand down on his leg that was beside me. Tim's eyes went to my breast and than his hand followed. I was nervous as a cat. I felt his hand touch my stomach as it made the journey up to my boobs and than we kissed and I know he was not upset with last night. I laid a hand on his shoulder and mustering all the courage I could find asked, "Are you OK with last night?" "I am OK with last night! Best sex we have ever had!" My heart jumped, I showered him with kisses, scooting around I pulled him over on top of me. I kissed him over and over his face, neck and head. Finally he pulled my lips to his and we shared our deep french kiss. "Marca, is this a permanent change in our sex life?" "I certainly hope so!" I gushed. Than I giggled, "poor Wallace, if he only knew how he was a big part of our hot sex last night." "Will Wallace is to much a gentleman to try anything with you, that is one friend I would never need to worry about when it came to him trying anything with you!" "Tim I can assure you Wallace, that little creep is not my type, hell he is 50 something and never been married and you never see him with a lady friend, That is a loser!" "Your right Marca, Wallace is a little different, but a very smart and nice guy, he would never pull anything!" "Tim, men and I mean all straight men loved sex. If a woman loves sex and I am one of those women. She and in this case I, I can make Wallace want me, I can make Wallace love me. I learned long ago that a man thinks with his dick when it comes to lust and love. (I loved giving my body to them for their pleasure. If sex pleased men and all forms of sex pleased me then I can make them do it ) Tim as a young girl it didn't take me long to know that sex is powerful and that I could use it to get what I wanted, and I did. "Marca, you give yourself to much credit, Wallace would never be like that!" "You want to bet? A week in the south of France, in Avignon and I get to shop all week!" Tim laughed out loud and than said I had a deal. It was decided that Tim would call Wallace and have him over for drinks at 6 and than we go to the club for dinner on this Friday. Tim and Wallace went back years, they were friends only in an intellect way, they would spend hours talking about problems and...will shit I had no idea what they were saying half the time. BORING, FUCKING BORING!" However it kept Tim busy and gave me time to run and play with a dumb hung mother fucking stud. Damn I had the best of both worlds. Wallace was a professor at the local University, he was a Doctor of something and taught, something to do with number, shit I have no idea. Wallace was about 5'4", 135# and look like a geek The little creep was always looking at me, at my boobs and I made it a point to wear very high heels when I was around him. That Friday night I made it a point to dress as sexy as I could get away with at the club. I wore a silk black blouse over a half cup black lace bra that allowed my nipples to be clearly seen under my blouse. My skirt was a short pleated black and white schoolgirl style that promised to flare out at every turn. Dark hose covered my legs and were held up with a short garter belt. I made sure I had on my 6" black fuck me pumps. This would make me tower over Wallace by a good foot or better. My makeup was light, but set off starkly by the bright red finger tips and lips. Wallace was on time and the look on his face said he liked what he saw when he looked at me as I open the door. I had him come in the den and told him Tim had called and would be a little late and I offered him a drink. I watched Wallace out of the corner of my eye as I cross and un-cross my legs several times allowing him to feast on my thighs, my panty coved pussy and my long legs. About 15 minutes into our chat I leaned forward and slipped my high heels off making sure to give Wallace enough time to take in the cleavage of my over size tits. At the same time I just happen to spread my knees so he was essentially looking directly into and past my knees. This fact was not lost on me as I let my skirt ride high on my thighs and slightly parted my legs revealing the lace at the top of my nylons. "Marca you look very nice tonight, in fact you look beautiful as always!" "Thank you Wallace, don't tell Tim, I want to see if he notices that I have on a sexy new pair of stockings, he loves sexy stocking and under wear!" Wallace looked down at my legs as he had been since I sat down. "Yes, they are sexy, ah I mean pretty!" "You like them, do you dear?" I asked. Now poor Wallace was shaking as he tried to answer and I stood and turned around looking back him as I made like the model at the end of the runway. Than I was facing him, now looking down at this little wimp of a man. "Do you think they look sexy, not to cheap, I try and dress sexy for Tim all the time even my bedroom things are sexy!" "Shit you always, I mean, sorry." Was all he came up with. "You like them, do they make my legs look good, would a man like looking at my stocking legs?" as I started rubbing the tops of my legs, seducing him ever so slowly. "I didn't mean to offend you, but your very, you have long legs...Marca! Yes I think your stocking are very sexy!" "It's okay dear, Wallace you could never offend me by saying I looked sexy, don't tell Tim or anyone, but it turns me on knowing that I look good in my sexy undies and stockings, and knowing men or you are admiring my long sensual legs. When I was modeling I love to do the sexy underwear show. That was a big thrill to go down the runway in my thong panties and a bra." "Marca it didn't make you, ah ... like you were on exhibit when you did that?" "Oh Wallace it did, but I like doing that, I just love to parade around in my skimpy undies in front of men! Wallace you seen me in my bikini out by the pool, haven't you?" "YES, many times, you look great in it!" "Honey it is no different than me being in my panties! Would you want to see the matching set of thong panties that came with the set? You want to see my panties?" This invitation was making him squire. "Oh Marca, you would show me your panties?" "Oh Wallace I wouldn't do that just for any man but your so sweet, Tim and I think of you as part of the family, you are one of Tim's best friend and I always try to be extra nice to Tim's friends, if you would rather not see them, you know have me model them for you, I understand." "No, I men yes! Yes please, I have dream about you all the time in your underwear, let me see them!" The little shrimp was begging. I giggled and lifted both sides of my skirt to uncover the tops of my stocking, garter belt and my tiny black lace thong panties. His eyes fixed on my long legs and they went right to my crouch, and I moved my legs apart just enough to where he could see the space between my legs. "Wallace the material of my panties is so smooth, it feels so nice on my skin, here feel them! Tell me if it is just like my stockings." His hand shaking as it moved up to my upper leg and when his fingers touched my upper thigh he let out a deep breath and mumbled oh god. He let three finger run up and down and across my thigh and almost past the garter belt strap. He looked up at me with wide eyes, like a little boy in a candy store. I smiled down at him and said. "Doesn't that feel good, it feels good to me, you know my panties are made of the same material!" Without a word said he moved his fingers up to my mound and touched my panties that were just barley covering my bald pussy. I than leaned over him and placed both hands on the back of the Wingback chair that he was setting in and put my right knee up on the arm rest. I had him just where I wanted him and my boobs were just inches from his face. "Oh Wallace, that feels so good, mmmm, you make me feel tingle all over!" I still had my blouse on, but the rock hard nipples were coming though the material. I closed my eyes and with my head down near his head by his ear and knowing he was looking up at me I said. "Oh Wallace that feels so good, your making me get goose bumps oh yes, I'm getting so, oh me, this is making me so... excited!" I felt his fingers trace the edge of my lace panties from my lower pussy lips up the side to where they ran over my leg and than he started back down with one finger slipping in under the material and when he reached my pussy again, he felt the edge of my fold. I moaned and let out a deep breath. I looked down at him and smiled and moved my hip forward to let him know I was wanting more. "Marca you shave so you don't have a bikini line?" "Yes, I keep it shaved, you are right, I need to shave my bikini line, I make Tim do it for me. Sometimes he tells me he is too tired to shave my sweet little thing!" I giggle as he runs a finger over and under my thong. "Marca, I'll shave you, I'll do it anytime you need it done! Just don't tell Tim!" Wallace's grin widened from ear to ear as he slipped one more finger into my lace thong. "Oh, that would be so sweet of you, I find it hard to reach some places up under and in back, you see I keep it real smooth and clean of any hair!" He just nodded yes and looked at my sweet pussy. "Wallace your just a sweetie, you would do that for me? I guess Tim has told you how weak I am when it comes to him pampering me, he can make me do anything when I comes to sex! He tells me I am to easy, but I guess you being his best friend, he told you all about our sex life, how turned on I get over just the least little thing when it comes to having sex!" "Marca, we have never talked about you that way. Tim has to much respect for you to lower you to the gutter as if you were some woman on the make. As his and your friend I would never make any statement about you like that to anyone!" I smiled down at him. "You are a good friend, than I can trust you, just as Tim trust you?" "Always, with anything, you are so beautiful!" Wallace moved his face up near my mound and I could feel his breath on my legs and crouch. "Wow Marca you smell so good!" "Wallace, I am so aroused, you got me so excited, turned on, you going to make me take my panties off? I don't wear panties half the time anyway, why I put them on tonight, will you know, should I take them off?" All he could do was nod and look at my covered pussy. "I think so to, no one will know I have any on, will you will, but your not going to tell, so I might as will not wear any!" I moved back away from and off him, stood and smiled down at him as I let my little plaid skirt fall back into place, than I turned around with my back to him, bent over, knowing my ass was in his face. I bent and flipped my skirt back up over my ass and hooked my thumbs in my panties and began to wiggle out of them. I had learned as a lady of the evening that you always wear the panties on the out side of the garter belt just for this reason. I made a big production of getting them down past, off my hips, down my legs and stepping out of them. I made sure he had a good view of my uncovered, bald pussy as I reach to pick them up. Bent over with my legs spread and my wet bald pussy looking him in the face I look back at him and smiled. One hand went for the panties and the other I ran over my firm ass cheek and down my hip to my upper leg. Wallace mouth was wide open, he had dropped his jaw as I had dropped my panties. I flexed my kegels muscle and made my pussy twitch, as if it winked at him. His eyes almost popped out and I did it again. Than Wallace let out a low groan. "Oh Jesus!" Still bent over I said to him. "Can you see how smooth I keep my pussy shaved cleaned, I have to bend over like this to get back here to make sure it is all off, did I get it all Wallace? Feel how smooth it is!" He reached out and ran his finger over my fold and up and down my wide open slit. "Tim always runs his tongue over it, he tells me that is the only way he can tell if he got all the little stubble! Do you want a lick Wallace?" He just nodded again. "Just lick it a couple of times, I can't stand for Tim to lick me for a long time, that just makes me go ape shit!" I felt his hands go to my hips and he had one on each ass cheek and I moved back toward him. Tim said old Wallace was not like other men... WRONG...!) His tongue flicked my fold and than ran up and across my lips, than he was licking my pussy like it was a all day sucker, he was into it and doing a good job of getting my juices as they ran down my fold. I wiggled my ass in his face and this just made him lick faster and with a firmer grip on my ass he pulled me back into his face. Just as I was about to turned back toward the little man, we heard a voice ring out from the kitchen. "Marca, honey I'm home!" I thought Wallace was going to have a heart attack. I took the panties and wiped my pussy juices off Wallace's face and mouth. In a low, quick, sure and firm voice I said to Wallace. "Here put these in your pocket, hide them!" I gave him my panties and than I saw he had a boner standing up in his pants. "Don't stand up Tim will see your hard on, be cool!" I than stepped over to the bar and called out to Tim. "In the den honey, we are in here!" Tim came in the room and greeted me at the bar with a kiss on the lips, a little peck and than greeted Wallace, "hey old man how are you, damn Wallace you look flush, you ok?" "Oh yes, I'm fine, just a hard day, yes in fact after I got here, you know being with you two, this is the best part of my day!" "Will great, I hope Marca was taking good care of you?" "Tim honey, I like to think I can entertain our best friend when your are not around, can't I Wallace?" "Oh yes, she can!" to be continued.... Marca40DD@aol.com 1990 1.30/512345