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23/08/2010
Ms. Marca Ch 6
Jake One More Time
The next morning long before day light I woke thinking of Jake and his big cock and what time he might be coming over. I felt Tim roll over and I faked sleep hoping he would not mess with me. In a matter of minutes Tim was quietly played with my pussy while I pretended I was asleep, being me it was not long before I was wet and try as I did I still let out a small moan. Tim climbed over on me and started to mount me. As usual he needed help guiding his 4 inch penis into me. I faked sleep...to hell with it...let him put it in. Strangely I felt almost repulsed by his naked body. Somehow it seemed deficient in some masculine way. Only later did I realize I was subconsciously comparing his manhood to Jake...that old man who was making me have a orgasm...just thinking about him.
Tim began to hump into me and then slipped out. “God, he’s so little,” I caught myself thinking.
He put it back in and he began again. My husband's idea of sex lasted about three minutes on a good day. That was from the time he mounts me to the time he is rolling off. No foreplay, no nothing. He would just stick his dick in my pussy and pump for a minute or two. By the third or fourth hump he began grunting and going through the usual gyration of his orgasm, he goes off then pulled out. That was it; it was over. I acted as if I never woke up.
As soon as Tim drove off I was up and in the shower...I shaved my legs and made sure I had my pussy as bald and smooth as a babies ass. God I was ready for real morning fuck. I put on a pair of cut-off shorts and a t-shirt. I made a special effort to do my make up and put on some of my better perfume. I didn’t mess with panties or a bra looking in my full length mirror I saw I needed to slip on my 6" plastic whore looking heels...I looked like a street walker in this outfit. I went to the kitchen to fix coffee. Just as the coffee was ready the patio door open and Jake stood in the doorway...”Ms. Marca you need old Jake for anything today...?”
I smiled at him and told him to have a seat and got him a cup of coffee. I sat the cup down on the table in front of him and he slipped his big hands around me and pulled me down on his lap and telling me he had been thinking of me all last night. “I got a little carried away yesterday...Mr. Jake...!” I giggled as I lowered my head but looking at him to see him smile.
I was coming to the realization that he was having an effect on me, sitting on his lap with my breasts pressing into his chest. If he bent his head down just a little he could have kissed them, and Jesus...all of a sudden I wanted him to kiss them...! My ass felt so good pressing down on his groin. I had one arm around his shoulder, and he was holding my side, and his other hand was on my tight, flat belly.
I gave him that sexy smile and than said. “Tim would kill me if he...Mr. Jake I just can’t let him know about yesterday or this. What is it you expect from me Mr. Jake?.”
“Oh Ms. Marca I know you need more than you got here...Mr. Tim can’t please a woman like you...! You need a big man to do that...don’t you sweet lady...?”
His eyes were looking for my approval and for a moment I was speechless. My heart was beating fast. He moved his hand up under my t-shirt. I looked at him as my nipples went rock hard...knowing I had taken this teasing to far. “Oh Mr. Jake your bad....!” I giggled as I put my hand on his arm to stop his rubbing of my nipple. I felt like I had come alive...alive almost to quick again after being not alive for the last few weeks...will until yesterday.
My head spun as he continued the movement he had initiated. He pushed his hand up higher and cupped my breast. I knew as soon as he had it in his hand that I was lost, and the nipple was standing out in excitement. My breathing became quick...I felt as if I were going to faint.
"You're acting like a starved woman Ms. Marca. Your husband's...he can’t get it up honey...or is he one of them small white boys...a little cock...Mr. Tim little pecker hasn't been enough for you, has it," he laughed. My head fell back as my eyes closed.
“Oh...no...Mr. Jake...you...we can’t...oh you can’t say that...oh my god...!”
Suddenly we both knew it would happen and we both wanted it to. “Mr. Jake my husband...he keeps an eye on me...oh please I can’t get in trouble...oh...!”
“Marca sweet baby...he keeps an eye on you only when he is home...he is not home today...!”
Damn had I fallen this far, had I sunk this low! I was ready to fuck this old handy man...god I had already sucked him off the day before. Less than 2 years ago I had men paying me $600 to fuck me one time, up to $1500 to try and do me all night long. Two years ago I had any cock I wanted...a big cock anytime I needed one. Today...I have to beg for a good fuck. Here I was with this ugly old black man almost begging to have him do me with a cock my husband could only dream of having.. I closed my eyes and I squirmed on his lap, as though I was trying to find his hardness beneath me. I did find it and started slowly rocking back and forth on it as it got harder still. I opened my legs and reached down between them to fondle him. I stroked his shaft through his pants and cupped his balls and moaned into his ear.
"Oh me...wow Mr. Jake... god you've got a big dick..., I was thinking about it all night long...!" I blurted out.
"Wow...oh me...sweetheart you squirming on it like that makes me really hard... Wanna see it again sweet lady?"
Without saying a thing I stood up and stepped back to see him stand and drop his pants right there in the middle of the kitchen. He pulled out that beautiful cock. I thought, ‘Why not? My husband can’t take care of me, and it seemed like I had gone without it forever. In one violent twisting move, I unbutton my cut-offs and dropped them where I stood and than pulled my t-shirt up over my head.
I looked the old man in the eye and gave him that sexy...fuck me smile...I could see he was a little surprised as I looked down at it. I don't know what it is about black men, big cock black men...but damn do they have some long cock’s! I've once seen one or two with a full 12 inches. They're rare, I know, but they are out there.
"Oh...Mmmmm can I ...my god Mr. Jake... I got to touch it again...!”
"Please do... It's yours baby...fuck enjoy... Yes...yes stroke it for me baby... Rub my cock with those soft hands of yours."
"Mmmm.. I got to kiss this big purple head...Mmmm I love to suck cock...I guess you figured that out from yesterday. God Mr. Jake my husband can’t even get anywhere near your size...damn...and he can’t know about this...!"
"Oh sweet one...you treat old Jake real nice and he will never know...unless you tell him! Yes lick it... Oh yea... run your tongue around my shaft... Oh honey suck it... suck your old handy man's cock. Now make a cunt out of your mouth and fuck me with your face... That's it... oh shit yes...yes.. That's it.”
Oh shit his old cock was thick and hung like a horse cock between his skinny old legs. Damn I could get use to this slab of dark meat once a month. Now I had to have that load of cream that filled those old golf ball size...nuts of his. I looked up at him and our eyes locked on each other as I sucked and jerked on that black log...I wanted to smile...but I was to busy licking, kissing, sucking and tonguing that happy stick.
When ever I closed my eyes I would see Tim, my husband in my minds eye. There...just over there was my husband standing at the door watching. His little cock sticking through the front opening of his briefs. His cock looked like a little boy's cock compared to the one that I had in my mouth.
Jake pulls my head up from his lap and lifts me onto the counter. Glasses and cups go flying, but we do not give them a single thought. In fact, it gets me hotter knowing that we are causing trouble in my kitchen. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing shaft… My fingers didn't even reach around its girth! I could feel it twitch and grow as I began slowly pumping the shaft. I rubbed that big black head on my clit and I was wracked with what was soon to be many orgasms.
My breathing was coming fast and I had trouble trying to get my head straight. He slowly pushed forward and I felt myself stretch to accept the monster. Slowly he pushed forward, and pulled almost out. Then forward again, putting a little more in each time. By the time he hit bottom I was in almost constant orgasm.
I looked down between my lewdly spread legs and saw this HUGE black shaft obscenely spreading open my pussy. It was all the way in me, deeper than poor Tim ever had been in me before, and still almost a full two third of it was still out side of me. I wanted him to start fucking me!
“God! Girl your so tight,” moan Jake, watching his own dark meat slip between my cunt lips which were stretching out trying to fill up with his cock.
“Oh. You’re so big. Ahhhh!”
I cried out, holding my legs up and watching Jake get at least 7 inches deep inside my pussy. I started humping my ass up to his cock, feeling it hit bottom every time and he slowly began thrusting in me. Faster and faster he went, and I was having orgasm after orgasm. I had forgot the many times I came that morning. I was soaking the counter top!
I am rocked out of my thoughts by the exit of my handy man’s old thick cock. I feel like I am coming apart, but am still in heaven. I sit up some so that I can get near the edge of the counter top and watch every inch of him disappear back inside me. I put my arms around his broad shoulders and pull myself closer to him. We are rocking together as one body, and every thrust seems to take me to a new level. I have let go of all modesty and am screaming and moaning like I have never done before. I slid effortlessly up and down Jake's black pole. Looking between my legs I stared in wonder as my pussy swallowed the massive shaft.
"Ms. Marca...you sure know how to do it...you one fine lady. Girl you really like that don't you?"
"Oh yeah, it feels so good, you fill me up so good."
"You know I think you had a few big pecker’s up you before...You sure are going to spoil me, I'm going to try like hell to spoil you...!"
"Yes." I looked down on Jake's black body. My hands were pressing up against his chest for support. Then I thought of Tim, but only momentarily and not in a flattering way. The last time I tried this position with Tim he had repeatedly slipped out of me and then he softened. With Jake, I knew that wasn't a possibility. His beautiful cock fit so deep and tight in my hot hungry pussy.
This is one old cock hound that I plan to have more of...he is going to do a lot more repairs around the house. With my arms around his neck, I looked into his face. His breathing is short and shallow and I can read the ecstasy in every grimace on his face. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and gasped with delight as I felt his cock plunge deep inside my pussy. I moaned loudly as he began to thrust, and I looked at him.
"Old man, I hope your heart is in good shape, because I'm going to fuck your brains out the rest of today, and we'll keep at it until we both collapse!" With that, I started riding Jake's cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo. Within a minute I was screaming at the top of my lungs, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER! OH GOD, LIKE THAT, JUST LIKE THAT!" Mr. Jake tried to quiet me down, but I became louder until I went off for the unknown time.
“Oh God, Mr. Jake! That feels so good!”
“You like that Ms. Marca? You like my old black cock deep inside your wet pussy?”
“I do! I do! Mmmm….fuck! It’s wonderful!”
I am a very eager woman, where sex is concerned. Depending on your point of view, I am one of those fortunate women who come very quickly and frequently. Turning me on is like turning on a faucet for water. He grabbed my waist, making my body come down more, and making his cock go deeper. He thrust hard, causing loud screams of passion of me. I moved Jake back and I came off the counter and had him in one of the kitchen chairs and I moved over him facing that old black man with his pants down to his shoes and setting in the chair with that old black dong still up ready for me. I slowly lowered my tight cunt onto the big staff. I gasped as it stretched me. He rocked against me, taking one of his hands and moved the big head to my wide open love tunnel. The old fart was working it inside me. When the tip was buried deep inside my pussy, I slid his cock up and down and wiggled around on it.
After a few minutes my juices lubricated him enough that he was able to slide in and out of me very easily. I took over at that point. “Let me do the fucking Mr. Jake...I got to do this...!” I put my hands on his shoulders, rested my feet on the chair rail and used my legs to pump on him. I began to glide up and down his pole very fast. Each time I slammed back down, he grunted in pleasure.
“Don’t come Mr. Jake...just let me ride it...let me ride you...oh shit I could pump on it all day...oh shit yes...!”
I rode him harder and harder, going deeper with each stroke. I tightened my muscles around his girth, milking him with the utmost pleasure. I bounced wildly on his stick, enjoying the sensation each time the tip of his rod hit my cervix.
“Oh my god Jake this is so good...damn I needed this...oh yes so good...!”
My tits jiggled wildly against his face when I rose back up. “Suck my nipples Jake...suck them off me...!” Sweat poured off his face as I increased my pace. My cries of joy echoed through the kitchen. He panted and said “I’m going too cum.” I moaned and moved faster, taking him all the way in just as his shaft erupted. He shot wave after wave of hot cum deep inside me, as my cunt rippled around me. “Oh Yes!”, I squealed like a banshee. My juices trickled out of me, covering his balls as I shook with a powerful orgasm.
“Are you gonna cum Jake?”
“Yes!”
“Do it! Fill me up! Cum in my pussy, Jake!”
“Here it comes, honey! I’m going to... fill this... fucking cunt!”
“Oh shit! Yes, just like that, Mr. Jake! Oh God, I’m going to cum again! I’m going to cum all over your fucking cock! Ooooo…..yes! Fuck me! Harder! C’mon use that fucking cock!”
He thrust harder, and through my screams I could hear him grunting.
He is going to cum. I grab onto his biceps and pull him into me as far as I can. He picks me up off of the counter, he bounces me onto his cock as he starts to groan...!
“Oh baby I'm coming... here...oh god.. Oh...yes. Make your pussy milk it baby...make it swallow it sweetie...feel my cream flow down your hole."
After he unloads his juice in to my sweet love box. I got up off the old man causing my legs to stiff up...what with all the squats I was doing on him for over 20 minutes. We went into the den, just off the kitchen with his cock still on the stiff side. He sets me down and steps back. I feel another wave of ecstasy, and I cum again.
We are now sitting next to each other on my leather couch, in a puddle of love juice, and I know I am in deep dodo..if I can’t get it cleaned up. We look at each other and start to laugh. The longer we laugh, the more ridiculous the whole scene becomes. I got up and went for a wash cloth to clean up my mess and wipe his old limp cock off.
“Marca you need this don’t you girl...more than just from time to time...?”
“I just can’t help it Mr. Jake...I get going I just can’t stop...I seem to want more...the more I get...!”
“Marca is you one of them...how you say...a nymph...a nympho something...?”
“It is called a Nymphomaniac...Mr. Jake...sometimes I think I might be...I just like sex...any sex...as you can see I have a hard time saying no...!”
“Oh me girl...I may need to bring reenforcement...next time...I think you can take on anything anyone give’s you girl...!”
After that afternoon Mr. Jake made it a point to come by twice a month. He was doing our yard work before the month was over and always checking to see if I needed any repairs on the place once a month and I always made sure he had something to take care of. Jake had become my alpha male when it came to getting a steady fuck from a big cock. With his monthly visit and sometimes more, I accepted this man as the one who would control my pussy and satisfied my needs.
To be continued...
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Jake One More Time
The next morning long before day light I woke thinking of Jake and his big cock and what time he might be coming over. I felt Tim roll over and I faked sleep hoping he would not mess with me. In a matter of minutes Tim was quietly played with my pussy while I pretended I was asleep, being me it was not long before I was wet and try as I did I still let out a small moan. Tim climbed over on me and started to mount me. As usual he needed help guiding his 4 inch penis into me. I faked sleep...to hell with it...let him put it in. Strangely I felt almost repulsed by his naked body. Somehow it seemed deficient in some masculine way. Only later did I realize I was subconsciously comparing his manhood to Jake...that old man who was making me have a orgasm...just thinking about him.
Tim began to hump into me and then slipped out. “God, he’s so little,” I caught myself thinking.
He put it back in and he began again. My husband's idea of sex lasted about three minutes on a good day. That was from the time he mounts me to the time he is rolling off. No foreplay, no nothing. He would just stick his dick in my pussy and pump for a minute or two. By the third or fourth hump he began grunting and going through the usual gyration of his orgasm, he goes off then pulled out. That was it; it was over. I acted as if I never woke up.
As soon as Tim drove off I was up and in the shower...I shaved my legs and made sure I had my pussy as bald and smooth as a babies ass. God I was ready for real morning fuck. I put on a pair of cut-off shorts and a t-shirt. I made a special effort to do my make up and put on some of my better perfume. I didn’t mess with panties or a bra looking in my full length mirror I saw I needed to slip on my 6" plastic whore looking heels...I looked like a street walker in this outfit. I went to the kitchen to fix coffee. Just as the coffee was ready the patio door open and Jake stood in the doorway...”Ms. Marca you need old Jake for anything today...?”
I smiled at him and told him to have a seat and got him a cup of coffee. I sat the cup down on the table in front of him and he slipped his big hands around me and pulled me down on his lap and telling me he had been thinking of me all last night. “I got a little carried away yesterday...Mr. Jake...!” I giggled as I lowered my head but looking at him to see him smile.
I was coming to the realization that he was having an effect on me, sitting on his lap with my breasts pressing into his chest. If he bent his head down just a little he could have kissed them, and Jesus...all of a sudden I wanted him to kiss them...! My ass felt so good pressing down on his groin. I had one arm around his shoulder, and he was holding my side, and his other hand was on my tight, flat belly.
I gave him that sexy smile and than said. “Tim would kill me if he...Mr. Jake I just can’t let him know about yesterday or this. What is it you expect from me Mr. Jake?.”
“Oh Ms. Marca I know you need more than you got here...Mr. Tim can’t please a woman like you...! You need a big man to do that...don’t you sweet lady...?”
His eyes were looking for my approval and for a moment I was speechless. My heart was beating fast. He moved his hand up under my t-shirt. I looked at him as my nipples went rock hard...knowing I had taken this teasing to far. “Oh Mr. Jake your bad....!” I giggled as I put my hand on his arm to stop his rubbing of my nipple. I felt like I had come alive...alive almost to quick again after being not alive for the last few weeks...will until yesterday.
My head spun as he continued the movement he had initiated. He pushed his hand up higher and cupped my breast. I knew as soon as he had it in his hand that I was lost, and the nipple was standing out in excitement. My breathing became quick...I felt as if I were going to faint.
"You're acting like a starved woman Ms. Marca. Your husband's...he can’t get it up honey...or is he one of them small white boys...a little cock...Mr. Tim little pecker hasn't been enough for you, has it," he laughed. My head fell back as my eyes closed.
“Oh...no...Mr. Jake...you...we can’t...oh you can’t say that...oh my god...!”
Suddenly we both knew it would happen and we both wanted it to. “Mr. Jake my husband...he keeps an eye on me...oh please I can’t get in trouble...oh...!”
“Marca sweet baby...he keeps an eye on you only when he is home...he is not home today...!”
Damn had I fallen this far, had I sunk this low! I was ready to fuck this old handy man...god I had already sucked him off the day before. Less than 2 years ago I had men paying me $600 to fuck me one time, up to $1500 to try and do me all night long. Two years ago I had any cock I wanted...a big cock anytime I needed one. Today...I have to beg for a good fuck. Here I was with this ugly old black man almost begging to have him do me with a cock my husband could only dream of having.. I closed my eyes and I squirmed on his lap, as though I was trying to find his hardness beneath me. I did find it and started slowly rocking back and forth on it as it got harder still. I opened my legs and reached down between them to fondle him. I stroked his shaft through his pants and cupped his balls and moaned into his ear.
"Oh me...wow Mr. Jake... god you've got a big dick..., I was thinking about it all night long...!" I blurted out.
"Wow...oh me...sweetheart you squirming on it like that makes me really hard... Wanna see it again sweet lady?"
Without saying a thing I stood up and stepped back to see him stand and drop his pants right there in the middle of the kitchen. He pulled out that beautiful cock. I thought, ‘Why not? My husband can’t take care of me, and it seemed like I had gone without it forever. In one violent twisting move, I unbutton my cut-offs and dropped them where I stood and than pulled my t-shirt up over my head.
I looked the old man in the eye and gave him that sexy...fuck me smile...I could see he was a little surprised as I looked down at it. I don't know what it is about black men, big cock black men...but damn do they have some long cock’s! I've once seen one or two with a full 12 inches. They're rare, I know, but they are out there.
"Oh...Mmmmm can I ...my god Mr. Jake... I got to touch it again...!”
"Please do... It's yours baby...fuck enjoy... Yes...yes stroke it for me baby... Rub my cock with those soft hands of yours."
"Mmmm.. I got to kiss this big purple head...Mmmm I love to suck cock...I guess you figured that out from yesterday. God Mr. Jake my husband can’t even get anywhere near your size...damn...and he can’t know about this...!"
"Oh sweet one...you treat old Jake real nice and he will never know...unless you tell him! Yes lick it... Oh yea... run your tongue around my shaft... Oh honey suck it... suck your old handy man's cock. Now make a cunt out of your mouth and fuck me with your face... That's it... oh shit yes...yes.. That's it.”
Oh shit his old cock was thick and hung like a horse cock between his skinny old legs. Damn I could get use to this slab of dark meat once a month. Now I had to have that load of cream that filled those old golf ball size...nuts of his. I looked up at him and our eyes locked on each other as I sucked and jerked on that black log...I wanted to smile...but I was to busy licking, kissing, sucking and tonguing that happy stick.
When ever I closed my eyes I would see Tim, my husband in my minds eye. There...just over there was my husband standing at the door watching. His little cock sticking through the front opening of his briefs. His cock looked like a little boy's cock compared to the one that I had in my mouth.
Jake pulls my head up from his lap and lifts me onto the counter. Glasses and cups go flying, but we do not give them a single thought. In fact, it gets me hotter knowing that we are causing trouble in my kitchen. He took my hand and placed it on his throbbing shaft… My fingers didn't even reach around its girth! I could feel it twitch and grow as I began slowly pumping the shaft. I rubbed that big black head on my clit and I was wracked with what was soon to be many orgasms.
My breathing was coming fast and I had trouble trying to get my head straight. He slowly pushed forward and I felt myself stretch to accept the monster. Slowly he pushed forward, and pulled almost out. Then forward again, putting a little more in each time. By the time he hit bottom I was in almost constant orgasm.
I looked down between my lewdly spread legs and saw this HUGE black shaft obscenely spreading open my pussy. It was all the way in me, deeper than poor Tim ever had been in me before, and still almost a full two third of it was still out side of me. I wanted him to start fucking me!
“God! Girl your so tight,” moan Jake, watching his own dark meat slip between my cunt lips which were stretching out trying to fill up with his cock.
“Oh. You’re so big. Ahhhh!”
I cried out, holding my legs up and watching Jake get at least 7 inches deep inside my pussy. I started humping my ass up to his cock, feeling it hit bottom every time and he slowly began thrusting in me. Faster and faster he went, and I was having orgasm after orgasm. I had forgot the many times I came that morning. I was soaking the counter top!
I am rocked out of my thoughts by the exit of my handy man’s old thick cock. I feel like I am coming apart, but am still in heaven. I sit up some so that I can get near the edge of the counter top and watch every inch of him disappear back inside me. I put my arms around his broad shoulders and pull myself closer to him. We are rocking together as one body, and every thrust seems to take me to a new level. I have let go of all modesty and am screaming and moaning like I have never done before. I slid effortlessly up and down Jake's black pole. Looking between my legs I stared in wonder as my pussy swallowed the massive shaft.
"Ms. Marca...you sure know how to do it...you one fine lady. Girl you really like that don't you?"
"Oh yeah, it feels so good, you fill me up so good."
"You know I think you had a few big pecker’s up you before...You sure are going to spoil me, I'm going to try like hell to spoil you...!"
"Yes." I looked down on Jake's black body. My hands were pressing up against his chest for support. Then I thought of Tim, but only momentarily and not in a flattering way. The last time I tried this position with Tim he had repeatedly slipped out of me and then he softened. With Jake, I knew that wasn't a possibility. His beautiful cock fit so deep and tight in my hot hungry pussy.
This is one old cock hound that I plan to have more of...he is going to do a lot more repairs around the house. With my arms around his neck, I looked into his face. His breathing is short and shallow and I can read the ecstasy in every grimace on his face. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and gasped with delight as I felt his cock plunge deep inside my pussy. I moaned loudly as he began to thrust, and I looked at him.
"Old man, I hope your heart is in good shape, because I'm going to fuck your brains out the rest of today, and we'll keep at it until we both collapse!" With that, I started riding Jake's cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo. Within a minute I was screaming at the top of my lungs, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER! OH GOD, LIKE THAT, JUST LIKE THAT!" Mr. Jake tried to quiet me down, but I became louder until I went off for the unknown time.
“Oh God, Mr. Jake! That feels so good!”
“You like that Ms. Marca? You like my old black cock deep inside your wet pussy?”
“I do! I do! Mmmm….fuck! It’s wonderful!”
I am a very eager woman, where sex is concerned. Depending on your point of view, I am one of those fortunate women who come very quickly and frequently. Turning me on is like turning on a faucet for water. He grabbed my waist, making my body come down more, and making his cock go deeper. He thrust hard, causing loud screams of passion of me. I moved Jake back and I came off the counter and had him in one of the kitchen chairs and I moved over him facing that old black man with his pants down to his shoes and setting in the chair with that old black dong still up ready for me. I slowly lowered my tight cunt onto the big staff. I gasped as it stretched me. He rocked against me, taking one of his hands and moved the big head to my wide open love tunnel. The old fart was working it inside me. When the tip was buried deep inside my pussy, I slid his cock up and down and wiggled around on it.
After a few minutes my juices lubricated him enough that he was able to slide in and out of me very easily. I took over at that point. “Let me do the fucking Mr. Jake...I got to do this...!” I put my hands on his shoulders, rested my feet on the chair rail and used my legs to pump on him. I began to glide up and down his pole very fast. Each time I slammed back down, he grunted in pleasure.
“Don’t come Mr. Jake...just let me ride it...let me ride you...oh shit I could pump on it all day...oh shit yes...!”
I rode him harder and harder, going deeper with each stroke. I tightened my muscles around his girth, milking him with the utmost pleasure. I bounced wildly on his stick, enjoying the sensation each time the tip of his rod hit my cervix.
“Oh my god Jake this is so good...damn I needed this...oh yes so good...!”
My tits jiggled wildly against his face when I rose back up. “Suck my nipples Jake...suck them off me...!” Sweat poured off his face as I increased my pace. My cries of joy echoed through the kitchen. He panted and said “I’m going too cum.” I moaned and moved faster, taking him all the way in just as his shaft erupted. He shot wave after wave of hot cum deep inside me, as my cunt rippled around me. “Oh Yes!”, I squealed like a banshee. My juices trickled out of me, covering his balls as I shook with a powerful orgasm.
“Are you gonna cum Jake?”
“Yes!”
“Do it! Fill me up! Cum in my pussy, Jake!”
“Here it comes, honey! I’m going to... fill this... fucking cunt!”
“Oh shit! Yes, just like that, Mr. Jake! Oh God, I’m going to cum again! I’m going to cum all over your fucking cock! Ooooo…..yes! Fuck me! Harder! C’mon use that fucking cock!”
He thrust harder, and through my screams I could hear him grunting.
He is going to cum. I grab onto his biceps and pull him into me as far as I can. He picks me up off of the counter, he bounces me onto his cock as he starts to groan...!
“Oh baby I'm coming... here...oh god.. Oh...yes. Make your pussy milk it baby...make it swallow it sweetie...feel my cream flow down your hole."
After he unloads his juice in to my sweet love box. I got up off the old man causing my legs to stiff up...what with all the squats I was doing on him for over 20 minutes. We went into the den, just off the kitchen with his cock still on the stiff side. He sets me down and steps back. I feel another wave of ecstasy, and I cum again.
We are now sitting next to each other on my leather couch, in a puddle of love juice, and I know I am in deep dodo..if I can’t get it cleaned up. We look at each other and start to laugh. The longer we laugh, the more ridiculous the whole scene becomes. I got up and went for a wash cloth to clean up my mess and wipe his old limp cock off.
“Marca you need this don’t you girl...more than just from time to time...?”
“I just can’t help it Mr. Jake...I get going I just can’t stop...I seem to want more...the more I get...!”
“Marca is you one of them...how you say...a nymph...a nympho something...?”
“It is called a Nymphomaniac...Mr. Jake...sometimes I think I might be...I just like sex...any sex...as you can see I have a hard time saying no...!”
“Oh me girl...I may need to bring reenforcement...next time...I think you can take on anything anyone give’s you girl...!”
After that afternoon Mr. Jake made it a point to come by twice a month. He was doing our yard work before the month was over and always checking to see if I needed any repairs on the place once a month and I always made sure he had something to take care of. Jake had become my alpha male when it came to getting a steady fuck from a big cock. With his monthly visit and sometimes more, I accepted this man as the one who would control my pussy and satisfied my needs.
To be continued...
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