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Subject: SUCK & LICK MY PUFFY PUSSY LIPS WHILE MY HUSBAND WATCHES
Date: Mon, 14 May 2007 13:46:47
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My name is Arlene. I'm 37 years old and married. My husband knows I do phone sex, but he
doesn't mind as long as it's a secret from the people we know. He's got a kinky stripe and
he's willing to give a chance to anything that improves our sex life. He pays more attention to
me now, because I'm horny at the end of the day. It's a damn good thing I've got sex to keep
me sane, because let me tell you, sometimes this suburban stay at home mom thing is no
fun. I love kids and all, but hanging out at the hair salon and organizing play dates just isn't
as much fun as getting men off. That's one thing that never bores me. I like to think I'm
helping those horny husbands who have salon wives (or slob wives) instead of healthy slut
wives.
Way back when, in high school, I used to be a good girl...sort of. I didn't fuck my boyfriends,
although I teased most of them and sucked a few. I liked boys, you could say, but I loved
men. There was a restaurant we all used to go to where we'd never get carded. If you were
good-looking, you didn't even get charged. This was because the owner was a dirty old man
and he liked teenagers. On a busy night he'd visit each table and leer at the
girls...sometimes he'd kiss a girl's hand or cheek and give a small lick or nibble in the
process. I'd seen it done to other girls and I'd make a face and say "Yuck!"
There was Greek music and people started to dance in a big circle around the restaurant.
Noticing a few guys from the next table get up, I thought I might as well join the line. Before I
knew it I was shoulder to shoulder with other drunk teenagers trying to keep step with the
music. Then we went past the owner's table. I caught his eye and we looked at each other
for a few seconds. The next time past the table he put his hand out and gestured for me to
come over. He said quietly "I want to show you something." I looked down in his lap and he
had his cock out. There it was, against a white cloth napkin, huge and hard. It had to be at
least nine inches.
The other people at his table were talking seriously about something and didn't seem to
notice that I'd walked up until I looked across at them. I pretended nothing happened and
they smiled at me. He said "You and your sexy friends come over to my table and have a
glass of wine." Then he kissed my hand. I could feel his tongue on my hand and I felt a little
flicker in my pussy.
I walked back to my own table, barely able to think about anything but that huge cock in his
lap and told everybody that I was invited to have a drink privately with him. They all giggled
and somebody yelled out "Have fun drinking!" Of course, they knew what I was going to get,
but I didn't care. I felt that little flicker and I was I wasn't going to walk away without an
orgasm.
I went to his table and things appeared very civilized. His wife and two other men were there
and they seemed ready to leave. I sat down next to him in the booth and just smiled as he
poured me a tumbler of wine. I looked down at his lap but he put his tool away for the
moment. He said something nonchalantly to the others at the table (in Greek) and they got
up to leave. He shook hands with the men with his right hand while he felt my thigh with his
left hand. His wife asked him to call her later. We smiled politely at each other. I could feel
my pussy getting wetter and wider. Right there in a busy restaurant, with an old married man
I was getting hot and wet and messy. I didn't give a shit where we were or who was there, I
wanted sex and I was going to get it. I was glad that I didn't wear my tightest jeans for once.
I had on a long, drapey skirt and I reached down and just hiked it up on one side and sat
right down on his hand. I crossed my arms and leaned forward a little so I could pinch my
nipples without being noticed. I was rocking back and forth riding his hand and feeling my
tits while his fingers moved between my puffy, wet lips. He found my slippery hard clit and I
started making noise...greedy moaning. That's when he said "Let's go see the wine cellar."
How cheesy and dirty-old-man like! But I didn't care! I wanted to grind on him and feel myself
break a sweat when he pounded me.
I pulled my skirt down, slid out of the booth and waited for him to stand up. I looked right at
his zipper to see the giant hard on through his pants. After seeing it bare, I wasn't going
home without some. We went through the kitchen and out the alley door to his limousine.
We should have got in the car, but something made me want to feel hard metal against my
bare ass. I wanted him so bad that I pulled the whole skirt up around my waist and told him
to pull my pants down and fuck me against the car. He said "I don't like to tell a woman no"
and he unzipped. I fell back against the car and felt the cold metal on my ass. He lifted my
right leg, bent his knees and jammed his huge, hot cock into my slick pussy. We weren't
even there three minutes before we both came. It was impossible to hold back. The spasms
were so hard that I had to bite his lapel to keep from screaming. I think back on this night all
the time.
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