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   THE RESTAURANT by Marc
   The restaurant was almost deserted, except for the woman at the bar. 
She, the owner and Marque were the only guest for the moment.
   Marque got into the small resort owned by a decent woman in her
mid-thirties.  She still was when he departed one week later.
   She had been married to a man that didn't care about her sexual needs,
she had bee starving for love, cock and love for years.
   After a recent divorce, she decided to go for the fun in life, and
turned into the real nymphomaniac looking for adventures wherever they
could appear.
   She poured her guest a beer, watching him with a nervous expression on
her face.  She looked out of the window at the quiet secluded landscape.
   When Marque arrived down for a drink, the place wasn't ready for the
gold rush, yet.  There were no other guests in the bar.  Her male guest
intrigued her.
   Something in his appearance appealed her.  She had seen the bulge in his
pants when he registered for his cottage.
   Through the faded denim, the entire outline of his semi-hard cock,
including the shape of the knob, was clearly outlined.  She felt weak at
the sight.
   "It's hot even at this time of the hour," Marque said and started to sip
his beer.
   "That's true.  One never knows what to wear during a day like this. 
It's hot here for several months; a constant problem.  The best thing would
be to get nude, move around all naked." She said and smiled.
   "Why not, with your of body, it would make this place an attraction."
Marque said with an assuring voice.
   "Thanks, you think so?" She responded with a smile.  "That was kind of
you."
   She was bending over to look for a pen that fell to the floor.  Her
short miniskirt relieved a well rounded ass.  To Marque's surprise, she
didn't wear any panties, nothing at all underneath.
   The more he looked at her face and body, the more he was wondering.
   Sipping his second beer and reviewing the past few weeks, he felt
tension slowly drain from his body.  But another one was building up.
   Truth at this point.  He had no idea what the evening had in store for
him and her.
   Sometimes, when driving long distances, Marque used to take out his cock
and wank and let warm cum flow and spurt all over the car interiors.
   Today he hadn't finished his wank.  He didn't want to appear at the
front desk with trousers drenched with fresh cum.
   There was always a thrill in gently masturbating on the freeway. 
Someone driving bye might see what the driver was doing.  That in itself
was not too uncomfortable, unfortunately for Marque that wasn't all.
   Women driving bigger cars were a constant joy for Marque, while on the
road.
   "Are you staying here alone?" Marque asked her.  "I haven't seen any
other people around."
   "Yes, I'm all alone.  The place is still quite new and not well known. I
started this business shortly after my divorce, six months ago.  This is
one of my hobbies.  Money isn't important for me.  Here, I have the freedom
to pursue my other tasks.  I like to meet nice people now and then, plan to
keep this resort small and very personal." She explained.
   "What kind of other things are you doing, here?" Marque asked.  "What
are your hobbies?" He wanted to know.
   "I'm writing erotic and adult novels," She said with a curious smile on
her face.  "My ex husband accused me for being a sex addicted nymphomaniac.
I have now decided to research into that field, learning the hidden and
darker sides of my personality, about my sexuality, addictions, sexual
urges, and deep rooted needs," she continued.
   "You might find some hidden agendas in other people as well," Marque
commented.  "We all tend to have our dark sides." His cock responded to his
own words and what she said.
   She sat on a high bar stool, rubbed her butt against the seat, crossed
and uncrossed her legs.  She swung her right leg over her left, crossing
them in mid-thigh, and squeezed the muscles in her legs.
   Sitting, her pussy was occasionally clearly outlined.  Not being
entirely sure of his position, Marque sat down leaning forward over the
desk to hide the obvious swelling in his pants.
   She told Marque that she was happy and enjoyed her new life-style. 
"I've the freedom of doing whatever I desire.  My hubby isn't moralizing
and inhibiting my life."
   Marque's dick stirred to erectness and he started to give it slow wanks
through a strategic hole in his pocket.  He openly perved on the sexy
looking woman in front of him.
   After one more beer, he little worried about being caught.  She seemed
not to looking over the edge of the desk, not aware his hand was there,
fingers around his semi-erect shaft and pre-cuming cock head.
   Her nervous attitude revealed the terrible itching in her sweet wet and
always horny pussy.  It spread deep up into her cock hungry vagina.  Marque
didn't have a clue about how strong those feelings were.
   The words, "Nymphomaniac and addicted to sex", did come into his mind a
few minutes later.
   Marque was happy to see that she wasn't at ease.  As she wriggled more,
her embarrassingly short skirt was climbing up her thighs.  After a while,
it was riding up high enough to expose her shaved pussy.
   This chick doesn't wear panties at all, Marque's perverted mind noticed,
and his cock reacted accordingly.
   She was good news for his playful kinky cock, eager for erotic
stimulation, hard-core images, wanking hands, sucking lips and cock hungry
pussies.  Big tits and deep cleavages were great turn on stimulants as
well.
   She occasionally pulled down at the edge of her skirt, and initially
felt like a slut on display.  Her pussy-slit could easily be seen.
   Despite her pussy being openly uncovered by the tiny skirt, she didn't
mind to put her hands down to cover herself.
   A hand between her legs would be a mixed blessing.  First, it could
indicate that she was masturbating in front of a client moments after his
arrival.
   However, her movements gave Marque a full look at her slightly open
slit.
   They didn't stop talking.  He kept his eyes on her long and completely
exposed legs.
   She had a fantastic set of breasts too.  Marque soon realized that her
outfit virtually screamed, "Look at me!" and her body had the blushing
color of sexual excitement.
   Marque wasn't offended by seeing the woman so obscenely on display. 
Instead, he just looked her up and down and openly admired the glimpses of
her hairless pussy, long shapely legs, and the partly revealed rounds of
her perfect ass cheeks.
   She wasn't ashamed either of wearing a tight and narrow top and the
short and tight skirt.
   "She must be horny!" Managed to managed to assure himself.
   It was her strategy to get maximum attention through exposure of her
desirable body.
   "Her business idea to attract single men to stay for a week-end or a
week, learn about their needs and desires, and take advantage of their
solitude." Marque figured.
   Her guest was watching, the unbearable itching in her pussy became
worse. She was itching and rubbing her ass against the chair.
   The familiar feeling deep down between her legs, deep inside her pussy,
the urge for getting something inside, whatever and to start rubbing it
towards an orgasm.
   Marque stared at her, naked thighs, her nipples pushed against the thin
fabric of her top.
   She had been suffering for a while.  Marque felt that their first
encounter involved something deeply sexual.
   She was lonely and wanted to talk, Marque thought.  I continued to talk
to her in a low, reassuring voice.  How long has this woman been here alone
and without sexual pleasure?  I didn't have a clue.  I now had a complete
erection only hidden by the way I was sitting.  I noticed that see kept
looking at me differently.  Her expression was as if she was studying me.
   Her pussy felt warm and open.  Her nipples had gone rock hard.  She had
seen that the man, now and then, moved his free hand to touch his bulging
cock through his pocket and through his trousers.
   Suddenly she dropped a glass of water over her skirt.  The natural
effect was to spread her legs wide apart, which wasn't difficult for a
woman who had been used to doing the splits as a cheerleader.  It also
pulled her pussy lips wider apart.
   It was just a short split second moment, but I registered the event and
the end effect was that the skirt was all wet and there weren't many
choices left.  She could continue to have that wet dress on her for the
rest of the evening, to go away and change or just take it off.
   "You said, in this heat we shouldn't be wearing anything in this heat."
I said and tried to say it in a way that would lead to the desired result.
My dick began stirring to real high life at the idea, while I kept looking
down at her wishing for more glimpses of naked ass and her pussy: seeing so
much exposed bare smooth skin on lovely thighs was making my dick still
harder by the second.
   "Do you mean that?  Why not, I don't expect any new customers here.  If
it doesn't disturb you then I could take off the skirt and let it dry for
tomorrow morning." She said and then she stepped out from the miniscule
dress.  She smiled and I was lost completely.  I could hardly swallow as
her lower body parts came into full view.
   As she displayed herself, juice began to trickle from her cunt and leak
down the insides of her thighs.  She stood naked behind the bar, except for
the tight top, staring off into space, rubbed at her thighs, trying not to
think about touching herself.  The hot need in her cunt was an ever growing
distraction; always there, and increasingly insistent.
   I felt all the blood rushing from the head to my dick in response.  Her
pussy lips were already parted and moist.  Those lovely swollen pussy lips
were in urgent need for warm and welcoming touches.  They indicated the
hunger for sex, cock meat and masturbation.
   She got seated again on the high bar stool with upholstered seat pad was
conveniently covered by a red fabric or vinyl.  She let her legs become
wide open in front of me.  The narrow skirt didn't resist her seating
position anymore.  Her right hand occasionally moved down between her legs,
she was touching her throbbing clit.  I had an instant hard-on just looking
at this wonder woman.  The wetness of the seat wasn't anymore wiped away by
her miniskirt.  That pussy was dripping.
   "Damn, wish I'd brought a camera!" I said to myself and imaged how "She
squatted slightly, at the same time pulling apart her pussylips with her
fingers.  Her pink cuntmeat gleamed, dripping with juice as I focused my
camera and flashed.  Damn, why didn't I take my digital pocket camera with
me..."
   Her inner thighs were slick with pussy-juice, the seat of the chair that
she sat on was soaked and she had an embarrassing little pool of lubricant
formed between her thighs.  I saw that her pink clit had completely escaped
its protective hood and was swollen with lust.  Her pussy was slick with
her own juices, and her inner labia gaped, she was all open, exposing the
redness within.
   Her eyes rolled back in her head from the intense sensations she was
feeling.  The most problematic thing was that her pussy-juice never seemed
to dry out.  Her pussy stayed wet, slippery and needed rubs and touches
almost everywhere, anytime.  It was a hard time for her to go to a church
or to visit shops.  The urge was there all the time.
   On my side, there was a huge erection building up inside my trousers. 
The room was quiet.  I was looking at her and opened my zipper.  I was
listening to the sloppy sound as she frantically rubbed her clit, which
slid around in circles in the lubrication of her pussy juices.  Her legs
parted wide, and as I watched, they spread wider still.  She wasn't ashamed
of her obscene position.  Why should she be?  She wanted to give a show.
   Again, as she sat, the thighs spread so that her knees were indecently
wide-apart, much wider than before.  While the conversation went on, she
noticed a very nice feeling from her pussy.
   I suddenly discovered that one of her fingers had started thrusting deep
within her hot and very wet cunt.  Minutes later, her talented fingers were
working away at her clit.  She desperately pushed not one but several
finger up her pussy.  She wanted to give me an ever lasting show.
   "Oh God," she thought, suddenly ashamed of herself.  "Did I really just
do that, start to masturbate in front of a client?  Oh, but it felt so
good." She said to me.  "I hope you have an understanding for my delicate
situation.  I've this addiction and can't help it." She said with a low
voice.
   My dick was no so hard and the balls felt so tight that I nearly came in
my pants at the sight.  "Please, go ahead, It looks wonderful.  Do it for
me.  Show me, make yourself cum."
   She couldn't help herself.  Her hand had just drifted down to her pussy
and she had plunged a first one, then two and finally three long fingers
deep inside her.  She just couldn't resist it when her hormones started to
flow.  She placed the thumb of her left hand against her clit and began to
rub.  One moment she had been on the brink of cuming, and then everything
stopped.  "I want you to join me." She said.
   She also noticed that she would get close to cuming but could not go
over the edge and orgasm.  She wanted to do it together with the man. 
Never before in her life had she experienced such a powerfully moving and
emotional moment.  "Please, I want to see you masturbating for me.  "I want
to have an orgasm," she said.  "I sometimes need to masturbate multiple
times during a day.  That's why I don't wear any panties.  I use dildos,
vegetables, my fingers or rub my clit against the saddle of my bicycle when
I'm out biking.  This is my life."
   She could hear the sound of my zipper opening.  Her horniness returned,
and now it was even stronger because of what her guest was doing.  In fact,
she was always horny, and sometimes the insistent hot need drove her little
crazy.  Her pussy had never stopped being constantly dripping wet since her
early teens.  Again, she felt her pussy's wetness dribbling down her inner
thighs; she was always so needy for touching that it was difficult
sometimes to have self-control.
   I noticed that her clit was getting bigger.  I was blushing too, because
I now had such a rigid erection that the front of my trousers looked as if
I'd pushed a salami down them.  My cock had become so hard that I worried
that any moment I might cum in my pants.  She glanced down at my crotch
momentarily and blushed, her eyes widening a little.
   My zipper was open; I had been feeling myself inside my pants.  She had
noticed that.  There was no way I could have covered the erection very
well, anyway, and it had probably brought more attention to the bulge in my
trousers.  It was like torture through intensity of sexual pleasure.  She
glanced again at the big bulge.
   My hand was wrapped around my hard shaft and she began to slowly
masturbate.  The feeling was wonderful and I groaned with the pleasure my
hand was giving me.  Fuck-lube bubbled from my huge hard-on, running over
my knuckles.
   "Do you do this a lot alone when it gets hard like now?" She asked.  "Do
you cum a lot?  Do it to yourself, I want to watch you, and I want you to
shoot all over my body, legs, tits." Her dream come true had appeared in
front of her.  The man now had his cock out and was slowly fisting it,
working the foreskin off and on his shiny purple knob.  Her mind wouldn't
function except in slow motion.
   Here was a grown woman with fantastic tits sitting in front of me
playing with pleasure channel and asking me to jerk off in front of her. 
As I began to stroke it she moaned and her both hands went to her pussy.  I
looked down while pumping and watched her fingers disappear inside of
herself then come back out and run at the top of her slit.
   "Yours is very big, isn't it difficult for women with tight pussies to
take it?" she commented, with her eyes glancing back down at the organ
standing out from my groin.
   I reached inside my trousers and grabbed my cock and pulled it out.
   "It's huge!" She said.
   I stroked and played with it for several seconds.  She climbed up on the
bar desk and swung over her long legs to my side.  Her fingers went
straight to her pussy.  She leaned back slightly on her left arm as her
right hand started rubbing in a circular motion over her lips.
   "Jerk it for me; let me see you stroke it."
   I wrapped my hand around it and began slowly sliding my foreskin back
and forth.  My cock was in pain as it tried to escape its confines so I
loosened my trousers, sliding them off along with everything else.
   The idea of me stripping clearly excited her.  She kept a steady rhythm
going.  My cock stood upright unable to wilt as the wide-eyed woman watched
me from her heightened position open mouthed.
   Then when I stood up, grinning and looking up at her her, my big cock
sticking out of the unzipped, unsnapped jeans and dripping fuck-lube as I
slowly massaged it.
   For a few seconds, she stopped; she just wanted to watch as I stroked my
hard cock, now entirely naked.  Then she worked her thumb between the folds
of her cunt, stretching her middle finger up to her outstanding clit.  She
rubbed her large sized button slowly, gradually increasing pressure.
   I took of my shoes, and then peeled off the jeans and shirt.  "Oh God,
I'm dying for it!"
   She swallowed, watching the naked man straighten up.  "He is going to
fuck me what that monster while I'm so incredibly horny and helpless.  With
her legs spread so wide apart, she felt supersensitive, vulnerable.  "Let's
take our time and enjoy ourselves.  I will be all yours and please you by
all means available," She said.
   My hand moved up and down along my shaft and I started to stroke with
increasing speed, revealed to her my large swollen head glistening with
slippery pre-cum.
   I returned my attention to her pussy.  She was practically dripping by
now.  She rocked her hips back and forth, clinching her muscles each time
her hips moved forward.  She paused and raised her butt, and took the
opportunity to slip her thumb into her vagina, keeping the middle finger in
solid contact with her clit.
   The whole situation aroused me and I kept stroking for her.  I wanted to
hold back.  It dawned on me that the same urgency that had hit her, now was
all over me.  Her scent filled me as her fingers pushed inside and she
didn't once stop smiling.  "We are two horny bastards!" She said.
   Image I stood up, spread my legs, leaned backwards.  Took hold of my
shaft with both hands and started to stroke hard and fast.  The pressure
was intense and I felt how cum was racing through my balls and my cock
would soon be spurting.
   I jerked for an eternity, but couldn't hold any longer, the pressure in
my cock bursting up and out through my fingers, oozing hot cum, erupting
way out of my hands, the balls were pumping, I spurted my
   Click to view Video cum onto her legs and over her belly, upwards at the
point were she was sitting with her legs spread.
   She had taken the best position to flick her clit with her long finger,
keeping her thumb buried in her vaginal canal, applying a steady pressure
to the front part.
   She stayed at her height for ages, jolting and gasping as her fingers
relentlessly rubbed her pussy and clitty.  I noticed that when she came her
pussy lips slurped as if sucking at the air.  Her eyes were glazed and her
mouth slightly open.  Her cunt muscles clenched and released in increasing
rhythm, her breath coming in short gasps, she too was cuming.  It was
intense.  But she wanted more.  She suggested mutual masturbation.  She
does my cock and I masturbate her to a second orgasm.
   "Give your big fat cock to me," she said.  He certainly had the
equipment.  His cock throbbed up, pointing at the ceiling.  She grabbed it
for the first time and started to jerk it off.  She greased the
   cock knob with the slimy fuck lube, massaged the big prick from one end
to the other, slid her hand down and squeezed the man's egg-sized nuts. 
She felt wicked, dirty, and she loved it.  She wanted to have him groaning,
shaking, jerking, and pumping out his cum all over her body.  She wanted to
feel his spurts deep inside her.  She needed his prick to take care of the
maddening itch between her legs.
   Her hand slid over into my lap and cupped my still semi erect cock.  The
warmth of her hand started getting me hard again.  She had a lustful look
in her eyes as she lowered herself down on me.I watched in almost shock as
she wrapped her right hand around the long shaft and began to slowly beat
me off!
   "If you can't hold off, I promise to help you." By then she was slowly
stroking my full hardness, which was running along my thigh.  "I can tell
that you need some relief frequently." She said and her hands were busy. 
She moaned as she slid her hand up and down it.  "I want to suck it." She
said and with that her head lowered into my lap and I felt her hand slide
my foreskin down as she enclosed my cock in her mouth.
   I knew I would cum soon if she kept that up.  My hand went to the back
of her head as she bobbed it up and down on my cock.  Her one hand was
masturbating my shaft as she sucked and she snaked the other between my
legs played with my sperm filled balls.  My cock was making obscene
squishing noises in her mouth.
   I warned her that I was about to go off.  She didn't have to wait for
long!  Her free hand wrapped around my cock.  She squeezed it hard, did the
down stroke, my foreskin pulled back to reveal a purple, swollen, very
easily exited head which she kissed and licked.  The head was enormous and
almost purple; it looked like it would explode!  She was curious about,
"Your cock is so large and the head so swollen?  Does frequent masturbation
do that?  I guess you are one of those freeks who love to do it." She said
and continued to suck.
   One finger slipped in easily.  A few strokes and I pushed in a second
finger, then a third.  She moaned approval while continuing work on my
massive cock.  She stroked my cock and rocked her pussy back and forth as
my fingers fucked her.  She mad a joke that "It's almost too big for her to
fit fully into her mouth but she did a proud job of sucking what she
could."
   Then she began sliding my cock in and out of her mouth with a great
sucking action, giving me an intense feeling of the next orgasm being
close. When I exclaimed "I'm going to cum", she just kept my cock in her
mouth and worked it with her hand.  I came in her mouth and could feel the
warm cum around my cock in her mouth.
   She stopped and raised her head and looked me in the eyes with a lust
filled look.  "I love to swallow, let it go in my mouth" With that she dove
back down and began sucking even faster as her head picked up speed.
   I felt her slide my foreskin completely down, then she laid her tongue
on the head and pulled the foreskin over her tongue.  The she began to
swirl her tongue around between the foreskin and the head of my cock!  In
and out, in and out, slid my gleaming cock, In and out, in and out, in and
out, she was doing a wonderful job.
   Her cunt was throbbing and tight.  There was a feeling that it hadn't
been used as much as one might imagine.  I inserted two fingers into her
soaking hole; she exposed her breasts and began to suck on them.  We were
both sitting up on the bar desk.
   The next stream shot straight out and splashed against her nose and
lips, the next spurts hit her tits, then as it began to ooze out she held a
nipple to the tip of my cock and began gasping for breath as my fingers
moved at the top of her dripping and slippery slit, faster and faster.  I
shot even more into her mouth than the first time over her legs and belly.
I knew I was about to unload a weeks worth of hot cum in her sweet mouth. I
had warned her, but she didn't mind.  Just when it began to feel like I
would unload a third load into her mouth she stopped and sat up.  "Was that
good for you?"
   Cum dribbled down her neck, soiling her blouse, but she didn't care. 
Her lust was too great.  Her pink cunt pulsated; clear cunt-cream trickling
out of it like honey.
   Finally she let out a loud moan and began gasping for breath.  We didn't
count the orgasms anymore.  She giggled as she saw her sperm covered hand
and began to lick it from her hand and then took my cock in her mouth and
cleaned it.  I knew that the entire week was one big blowjob.  She nursed
me until there was no more cum left.
   My cock stayed hard through the week and one of my wildest sexual
experiences.  She wanted it rock and even seemed to get it harder and
harder as she continued to suckle and tease me.  We fucked a lot and it was
great fun.
   I watched her pussy lips opening and closing.  I could tell she was
enjoying the attention she was getting from my part.  She pledged her love
for my massive cock and said how much she wanted to have it in every hole.
I felt the velvet walls of her vagina grasp and release my cock several
times.
   After breakfast, I packed my belongings and checked out.  I had found
out about the next hotel and was ready for the road.  The drive would take
us close to six hours.  I'd seen my partner several times around at the
regional office but we had never travelled together before.
   She arrived on time, and was waiting for me in the lobby.  We were
launching a new product and it was our job to give a big presentation at a
seminar six hours drive away from her office.  I'd come here the night
before to pick her up.
   This was a big opportunity, but a frightening one, for her.  She looked
up at the newcomer; the man was wearing a casual wear for the long drive
ahead.  His smile sent shivers through her.
   This is it.  She really wanted something to do, and had accepted her
role as public speaker at the upcoming seminars.  When they met, she had to
tear her eyes away from the outline of his cock stretching out inside his
pants.
   "Her breasts were good sized.  As soon as I'd had her conditioned, I'd
use them." I was amusing myself as we greeted each other in the lobby.  The
nice thing with big breasts was their suitability for a tit fuck.  She
would be good for that.  Despite the shortness of her skirt, I saw no sign
of her panties when she got seated in the car.
   I pondered how to begin with her.  It was an unique situation.  She
looked good.  In fact she looked more appealing to me at the moment she
greeted me than she had ever before.  Our relationship had been
professional, warm friendly, but never adventurous and sexy.
   She was young, early thirties at the most.  She seemed well aware of the
effect she had on men and on me this very moment.  I fantasized how she
would press those full breasts about my thrusting cock, and then obediently
take the head in her mouth.
   I was giving her more glances during our drive out from the city.  What
a cleavage!  But she had become passive, quiet and vulnerable.  What was
she thinking about?  Was there a problem?
   Maybe she didn't enjoy my company.  We had a long trip ahead.  There was
hope.  I guess, she was used to receive a whole lot of attention from the
male species.
   With some effort I moved my gaze back to the road ahead.  We had to get
out to the highway.  She was sitting comfortably next to me now.  There was
plenty of time to learn to know here better.
   Time seemed to stand still.  I didn't know where to look, or how I
should react to her being so close.  It was a warm and pleasant day.
   It was a promising start, but all that could change in the next six
hours.  Her blouse was open and I imaged she was naked under her skirt.  My
educated guess was that she didn't wear a bra.
   I studied her pretty face, her lean long neck, her breasts pressing
under the white blouse.  Her nipples were becoming more excited, pushing
harder against the fabric.  I studied her long legs stretched out and a she
held them a little open.
   She was a beautiful woman, but I saw her also in the light of being my
colleague.  She looked soft and exuded warmth and her cheeks were rosy.  I
didn't know that she was incredibly wet and hot.
   She wasn't comfortable with it.  She had put on a summer dress.  It was
hot summer time and I didn't have any underwear and wearing tight slacks. I
was obviously on display.  I caught a glimpse of her white panties as her
dress fluttered up.
   My cock was hardening and enlarging.  Her breasts swung a little when
there were bumps on the road.  They bounced a little.  Her nipples rubbed
her shirt.  They hardened.
   She was dozing in her chair when she suddenly realized what was
happening to the man.  She felt helpless.  She was virtually immobilized.
   About half an hour elapsed, after which the traffic slowed, they stood
waiting, for another ten or fifteen minutes to get the car moving again. 
She was completely intrigued by what was happening.
   She wanted to see where this was going to take them.  From the corner of
her eye, she thought that she saw increasing movement from inside of her
colleague's pants.
   In her thoughts she unzipped him and pushed his pants down.  "Oh no, the
traffic jam and all this slow motion is making me wet and wild.  I've to
behave." She moralized for herself.
   She unclasped the top four buttons which created a deep cleavage of her
breast.  Liking how this looked, she left it like that from then on. 
"Maybe this will encourage him, "she thought.  She was getting quite horny
and began to look around at the cars around us.
   The cock was the largest she had ever seen.  She felt herself trembling.
She felt strange.  Her feeling was detached, as though she were watching a
play and that none of this was real.
   She couldn't believe what her big blue eyes were seeing.  She was
keeping her legs apart; the driver turned his attention to her blouse
again. She had opened more buttons.
   "He likes me," she thought.  She wanted to know where she stood in his
heart.  She watched at the drivers bulging cock but said nothing.
   "I'm developing a hard on for him, that's a good sign.  This will be a
pleasant drive." She thought and continued her daydreaming.
   "His cock is like a piece of steel," she mused.  He had a wet spot down
the leg.  She found this both distracting and exciting.
   She was getting aroused and this woke her from her slumber.  She had
dreamt that a hand went between her legs, and a finger worked between her
labia, roughly probing.
   She said: "I was glad we decided to use the car for this trip.  This
gives us an opportunity to learn to know each other and we can speak about
the presentations."
   I couldn't deny that the opportunity for enjoyment with a fresh, young
and sexy looking woman was creeping into my mind.  She wasn't aware of my
sexual fantasies.
   Her trim and shapely figure was particularly attractive.  I looked at
her again.  The Interstate was very busy so we made little mileage during
the first hour.
   She knew that her clit was swollen, but not too hard, yet.  In her mind
his hands were between her legs, feeling her genitals, probing roughly for
her vagina, finding it.
   Her clit wasn't the least hard, but periodically he pulled on its hood.
What a weird experience to sit here in the traffic jam with two horny
people locked inside a car in slow motion.
   Should I tell her how good she looked?  Maybe it would mean something to
her.  I wasn't sure.  I was confused.  I didn't know that her panties
underneath her short white miniskirt were hinting at the dampening and
swelling pussy lips underneath.
   When she turned her head as she had been watching at some of the cars on
their right side, she noticed that he was rubbing himself furiously while
watching her.  They were standing still in a traffic jam.  This caused her
to smile at him.  It amazed her, the power of her female body over men.
   As he noticed that he had been caught in the act by the woman he
immediately stopped what he was doing.
   He was surprised to see the girl crawl up to him, still smiling.  He
couldn't believe what was happening to him.  This beautiful woman that was
about to service him.  She looked the man straight in the eyes and smiled.
   She finally unfastened the trousers and reached in, pulling out his
stiff prick.  She started to slowly jerk his cock in a slow push-pull
motion.  She leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock.
   She then proceeded to lick its length.  When she got back to its tip she
let it enter her mouth and slowly started to suck on it.
   She sucked my cock like it was going to be her last one.  She couldn't
wait until she got shot with hot jizz all over her pretty face.
   I was ready to explode and didn't want her to be frightened when my cum
came blasting out in long hot streaks.  She put the entire head of my cock
in her mouth then pulled it out.
   I started to pump my hips into her face, enjoying the sensation of her
tongue and throat on my blood engorged prick.  I grabbed her by the head
and plunged her forcibly into my crotch.
   After a few minutes I could feel myself reaching my climax and shoved
her tight against myself to make sure that she would swallow my load.
   She had his great member tightly between her lips, sucking on the
succulent meat.  She was sucking on my erect penis as there was an absolute
hunger.
   So he returned his prick to her face which he was glad to see her take
back into her mouth.  The feeling of this limp cock inside her mouth was a
new feeling; a feeling that she found very exciting in it.
   She could no longer control herself in sexual matters.  It seemed that
whenever she would get close to his stiff cock, she would have to take it.
   The movie began and was a group sex video with one woman taking on four
guys.  I had been lucky.  This was the right movie for this occasion.  I
could just watch a while.  My heart was pounding so hard I felt dizzy.  I
slid my shorts off and my huge cock was fully erect.
   I moved toward the bed and took a nice position.  The movie was a great
turn-on for me.  I took off my pants and underwear and started jacking off
slowly watching them going wild on the flat-screen and I enjoying every
minute of it.
   GROUP
   The room was dark and silent with the exception of the conversations and
light that emanated from the television that was on top of the long hotel
room table.
   Marque simply sat with his eyes focusing his attention on the porn movie
starting on the big plasma screen.
   One of the four men fucking the lucky woman was about as long as Marque
but his cock head looked bigger and thicker and Marque uncircumcised.  The
female porn star started moaning loud.  One of the men was ready to cum.
   In the movie, the porn star made a deep moaning sound,"My load is about
to come." He started bucking and she jacked him off faster and faster until
he exploded in her mouth.
   The starlet couldn't swallow it all and creamy cum was running down the
sides of her mouth.  He laid there on his back in exhaustion and Marque
could see his cock still pulsating as she milked every drop she could out
off it.
   The scenes continued.  A new man rolled her onto her stomach and
motioned to push his cock into her.  He was hard from watching her give the
blow job
   The actress had just swallowed the cum of one the gang bang members. 
Seconds later, climbed on top of her and slid his cock deep inside her wet
pussy from behind.  She let out a load moan of ecstasy.
   In the movie, the man started pumping real hard meeting her backward
thrusts.  Both were moaning loudly and after only a few moments the second
man erupted inside her.
   He kept pumping for about another minute until she came.  He rolled off
her and a third male took his place.  He slid into her easily even though
he was a little longer than the previous.
   It was making such a sloshing sound and cum was dripping all over the
bed with each trust they made together.
   Marque's dick was rock hard and leaking precum.  He was so close to it
at that point, and he knew I'd be in trouble all day if he didn't shoot.
   When Marque pulled his trousers, down to his ankles and stepped out of
them, his cock was hanging at least seven inches between his legs totally
limp.
   The undressing act was witnessed by a woman standing outside on the
balcony.
   After removing all his clothes except his underwear, Marque just stood
there sweating.  What exactly had happened?  Why couldn't he get his organ
standing?
   She was able to see him undressing.  That's a huge cock, she thought. 
Susan was a little horrified and could not believe what was happening.  He
was obviously to nervous and embarrassed, and could not get hard.  She
sighed.
   Susan smoothed her hands voluptuously over the flare of her wellrounded
hips and thought about her arrival to the hotel.  She felt lonely.
   He grabbed his waist band and slowly pulled his cock out.  The cock was
as big limp as most guys are hard with a large purple head.  Susan waited,
she couldn't breath when he started stroking.  What had gone wrong?
   She could feel it directly in her loins, up inside her full, highest
breasts.  There was a feeling of excitement running in her blood.  She
wanted to turn away from the window, to return to her room.
   First, the man inside had started to strip himself naked and began to
jack his cock off while Susan watched.  He nervously started rubbing
himself, stroking his cock back and forth.
   The thing happened.  Great, just what he needed.  Then, all of a sudden,
as he pushed his cock into his palm and it started to grow.  A happy smile
spread over his face.
   A few minutes later.  It was thick, it was strong, it was perfect, it
was what she needed.  She blushed as she considered the implications of her
thoughts.
   "Do it!" she said, excitedly, "I want to eat your sperm!"
   Susan, a woman in her mid-thirties, standing on the balcony, seeing him
through a narrow opening in the curtains, staying there, beating his rock
hard meat.
   Her full attention was turned toward Marque and her mind was
concentrated on the idea of how she could take his hard cock into her
mouth.
   Susan breathed deeply.  She knew that by any measure she was a beautiful
woman.  But why, then, had the sexual side of her professional life failed
so badly?  What was wrong with her?
   Marque didn't have the faintest idea about being watched.  Susan tossed
her panties to the patio and spread her legs.
   Marque had taken about all the watching he could and stood wanking wild
beside the bed.
   "Fuck your mighty cock!" she shouted, panting at the man with a frantic,
lust-crazed look on her pretty face.  She was so hot and tight and the
smell of lusty sex was so overpowering.
   She was confused.  This was a new experience for her.  She had that rare
combination of a curvy figure and big boobs.  Now she stood looking at the
stranger with that big cock in his hand.
   She moved up her skirt until it was bunched up around her waist.  This
revealed her long tanned legs, and her knickers.  They were easily pulled
aside by her expert fingers to expose her sex.
   She pushed a finger in further between her legs, which were not that far
apart but enough to gain access to the entrance of her vagina.  Her finger
easily slipped past her soft and swollen opening, changed the angle to push
upward.
   This lady was wet!  Wet and very open, that's a fact.  She whispered,
shivered, and moaned alone on the balcony.
   Holding a finger deep inside, she rotated her hand in a twisting motion,
and looked up at the man inside.  By avoiding her clit, ensuring not to be
enjoying it too much yet.  She didn't want to cum yet, not to soon.
   She started moving her groin against the finger in little slow fuck
movements, trying to get it even deeper and get the knuckles bumping
against her clit.  Now using two fingers to fuck herself.
   She had been there since Marque removed my trousers and briefs, leaving
his shirt on.  His cock was erect, and sprang up from under his shirt.  She
looked at it with interest.  At that time she hadn't seen him touching it.
   She had seen him open the television and select a porn channel.  His
cock bulging at the front of his trousers and she moved closer to see more
clearly.
   There was a narrow opening in the curtains.  Being out on the dark side
shielded her for his eyes.  She could feel a warm urgent need building
within her.
   Traveling takes its toll, she hadn't had sex for several weeks and
seeing a horny man did the trick for her.  The room was quite dark.
   First, she felt the sensitive nub of her clitoris through her light
summer-dress.
   She could feel a warm sticky wetness spreading between her legs.  She
didn't even try to fight the wave of pleasure that was slowly engulfing her
body.
   She knew what was going on with her clitoris, and she fantasized about a
mouth that was sucking on her now erect nipples.
   As she inserted her third finger into her vagina, wanting him, the man
was stroking himself inside in front of the television set.
   The woman didn't want to be caught.  What if someone would find her and
start sucking her clit, finally bringing her over the edge.
   She was caught totally off-guard.  A man from another hotel room
approached her as she was standing there with her hands between her wide
spread legs.
   Hi put a finger to his lips.
   "Quiet!  Stand quiet and continue with what you are doing.  That looks
so inviting." He said in a very low voice.
   She had been so absorbed by the wanker inside that she didn't hear as a
door to the balcony had been opened.  Her humiliation was complete.
   Helplessly she watched as the man approached her.  The organs of both
men were now fully erect.
   The wanker continued furiously continued masturbating inside, as the man
from the dark slowly moved closer to Susan.
   It was hard to describe the feelings that tormented her aching loins.
   Without further delay, he brought the tip of the phallus into contact
with her clit.
   Her vagina wasn't totally unprepared for the upcoming invasion.  The man
didn't mind about her silent pleadings as he continued to push his cock in,
thoroughly enjoying the warm, wet embrace offered by voyeur woman's smooth
and lubricated pink vagina.
   As he stared down and was pleased to see that his entire massive organ
had disappeared into the cunt.
   Through her haze filled mind, she suddenly felt familiar warmth
accumulating between her legs.
   The surprise of the sudden and unplanned entry in her vagina was slowly
replaced by a teasing sensation.
   Stretched to its new limits, compared to her fingers, the stranger's
organ immediately triggered a fresh wave of pleasure in her vagina.
   She didn't have time to watch the man inside making a great cum and
sperm was flying on his stomach and face.
   To her right, against the far wall was a group of men watching.  They
were looking toward her as if she was a piece of meat, not a person.
   They witnessed the fucking from a distance.  Her silent lover was
emptying all of his hot wet sperm deep into her writhing young cunt.
   
  
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