I was looking forward to our honeymoon in Hawaii when one day, without warning, I received a padded envelope from my fiancé, containing her engagement ring. She had found someone else, and didn’t even have the decency to tell me face to face that she was leaving me.
Naturally, I was devastated by being so coldly dumped. For several months I found myself struggling to rebound. I was reluctant even to date, unable to climb out of the deep rut in which my ex-fiancée had left me. Not that I intended to swear off having sex forever or anything, but for the moment the most I could do was to indulge in girl-watching at a risk-free distance.
Maybe a whore was what I needed, I found myself thinking one day as I sat in a shopping mall food court, having a cup of coffee. The idea of visiting a red light district, or even treating myself to a high-priced call girl, seemed like an enticing possibility.
As I mulled this idea over I noticed a very pretty girl sitting alone at a table across the court. She too was having coffee, and she looked a bit lonely. As I stole some discreet glances at her, I caught her looking back. Maybe I should approach her, I told myself. Introduce myself and strike up a conversation. As I began thinking about what to say, the girl got up and came over to my table.
“Care for some company?” she asked, smiling. “I know I could sure use some.”
“Please, have a seat,” I managed to reply.
“My name is Marian,” she volunteered as she sat down. She was a dazzling long-haired brunette, with a beautiful face, an intoxicating voice and eyes like clear blue pools of water. I was grateful for the table top concealing the boner which was already growing insistently in my pants.
She was reserved but friendly as she began to make small talk, trying to break the ice. I held back a bit at first, out of recent habit, but she was so attractive that I soon began to relax and found myself opening up. Her friendliness boosted my confidence, and after four months in the doldrums I was finally starting to rediscover my balls. On the other hand, I didn’t want to scare her off, so I tried to play it cool. But I was caught off guard when at one point she said calmly, “May I ask you a personal question? Would you go to bed with me this afternoon?”
For a long moment I could only stare at her in astonishment at this audacious proposition. She smiled. “Stunned you, haven’t I?” she murmured.
“I’ll say!” I replied. “Are you serious?”
“Dead serious, I need to be fucked something fierce, and I get a good vibe from the way you look at me. Are you going to answer my question?”
I did my best to recover myself. “An afternoon of casual sex with you sounds wonderful,” I said at last
“Good,” Marian said. “Is there a motel close by that we can go to?”
“Just a few blocks from here,” I told her.
“Cool,” she smiled. “We’ll split the bill for the room, okay?”
We got up and I escorted her out, my head in a whirl. I suddenly couldn’t wait to squirt my seed inside the pussy of this dream girl who had so casually picked up a total stranger in a shopping mall. Was this real? Or was I about to wake up and find it was all a cruel dream?
Once inside the motel room Marian immediately proceeded to undress, and I followed her example. As she started to unfasten her bra, my hands rushed in and did it for her. Two firm ripe mounds hung loose for my eyes to feast on.
She smiled at my expression. “How do they look?” she asked me.
“Fabulous,” I said, bending forward to kiss each nipple. Then I hooked my thumbs under her panties and slid them down her legs, exposing a neatly trimmed brunette pelt above her shaven pussy lips. She lay down on the bed buck naked as my focus fixed on her pubic mound. Noticing the direction of my gaze, she spread her legs, offering me a full frontal view of her naked beaver.
A moment later my face was in her crotch, my mouth stuffed full of pussy, my nostrils soaking in her female scent. She was wet as hell, and I was more than ready to bang her box.
“Stick your dick in me,” she panted. “Do it now!”
I rose to lie on top of her as she spread her legs still wider. Taking hold of her wrists, I wrenched them up over her head and lay on top of her. The moment my dick entered her pussy, a kind of sexual whirlwind took over, and I began thrusting wildly into her cunt, fucking that pussy with wanton abandon. She made little moaning sounds, and her vaginal muscles contracted, hugging my penis. As I approached the brink of orgasm I grabbed her ass with both hands, disgorging a gusher of sperm into her spasming pussy.
“Ready for another round?” she inquired, even as my now flaccid cock slipped from her vagina.
Damn! “It’ll take a few moments for my dick to get hard again,” I told her.
“Let me help,” Marian said. She slid down in the bed, her mouth and tongue trailing over my body. As the ends of her long brunette hair swept across my belly, the tingle of sexual excitement returned to my groin. She played with my package for a moment before slurping my scrotum into her mouth. Her delicate fingers curled around my shaft, forming a sleeve as she pumped my dick in sync with the sucking my nuts, exhibiting a smooth sensual ease worthy of a porn star.
My balls fell from her lips as her tongue slithered out to lick my pole before she took it into her mouth. Her head slammed down, taking my cockhead to the back of her throat. I tried to hold on, but even after coming so recently I was rapidly losing control again.
“I’m about to squirt,” I warned her, but she didn’t stop. “Oh God, here it comes!”
I clutched her shoulders as my dick exploded, shooting out a huge gob of jism, followed by a series of only slightly less powerful spurts that filled her mouth. As I fingered her hair, she gulped two healthy swallows of spunk down her gullet. Slurping up the final dribbles, she let my dick fall from her lips and looked up at me.
“Was that good?” she asked.
“You can’t imagine,” I told her.
A little later, as we were getting back into our clothes, she dropped the dreaded question on me. “Are you married?”
“No,” I told her. “No wife, no girlfriend. I was recently dumped by a bitch who left me with a broken pecker, until you came along.”
“Glad I could help you get it working again,” she smiled.
“What about you, Marian?” I asked her. “Are you married?”
“I have a significant other I’m living with,” Marian said. She’s a great fuck.”
‘She?’ Well. It seemed this horny chick swung both ways. As we left the motel, she jotted down her phone number for me. “If you want to see me again, call me,” she said. “No obligations, of course.”
Well of course I wanted to see her again. That Friday evening I took her to a French restaurant. After dinner we went back to her condo, where Nancy, her lover, was waiting for us. She turned out to be a fiery redhead with a very sensuous body. Marian popped the cork on a bottle of champagne, and the three of us were nice and mellow by the time it was half empty. Nancy kept eyeballing me silently, and at one point she turned abruptly to Marian.
“Let’s not let our guest get bored,” she said. “Why don’t we entertain him with some girl-on-girl loving?”
With that the girls got naked and were soon down on the floor in a 69-style embrace, devouring each other’s pussy. I undressed also, poised to join in. Seeing this, Nancy pulled her mouth from Marian’s crotch long enough to say, “Baby, your new guy is sporting a hell of a woody.
I’d love to get it on with him, if you don’t mind sharing him with me.”
“What’s mine is ours,” Marian said, smiling, as she got up and plopped herself down in an easy chair. She hooked one leg over an arm of the chair, affording me a tantalizing view of her dripping twat.
“Do me on the floor,” Nancy said to me as she lay back down on the carpet, her long legs spread to expose a crimson pelt that matched the color of the long hair flowing over her shoulders. I happily went down on her, finding her clit with my tongue and wiggling it lightly. She began to squirm as I proceeded to lap her crotch from her clit to her anus and back. That clit grew erect beneath my tongue as I wormed a finger into her slit. My boner was clamoring to squirt its load in her pussy. She must have had the same idea. Grabbing both my arms, she pulled me up on top of her.
As I penetrated Nancy’s twat, Marian sat watching, strumming her clit with her thumbs as she finger-fucked her pussy. Nancy’s body thrashed beneath me as her vagina burst with moisture. I stiffened as my dick squirted semen deep into her cunt. She sucked in a sharp breath, her body arching up and convulsing against mine.
Marian now slid from her chair, and I found myself sandwiched between two nubile female bodies. In a moment Marian was sitting on my face, spreading her pink crotch meat over my mouth, as Nancy’s lips and tongue worked my pole like a frantic cock junkie.
What a rags-to-riches turn in my sex life! Two days earlier I’d been just a lonely guy, ready to pay a hooker for a quick fuck. Now here I was being treated to the passionate ministrations of not one but two beautiful, eager and sex-hungry women.
The next time I saw the two ladies I took them both out to a nightclub, where we boozed and danced for several hours.
It was around one in the morning when we finally left. As we approached my car in the parking lot behind the club, Marian breezed past me to stand by the back wall, leaning against it and looking at me with a wanton expression. Her fingers lifted the hemline of her skirt, exposing the flimsy thong that barely covered her pussy.
“Right here?” I asked.
“And right now,” Marian answered.
“We’re out in the open,” I pointed out. “What if someone walks by?”
“You scared of a little scandal over public fornication?” she said mockingly. “I’m not. Just fuck me right here in the parking lot. Let them see it all. Anyone out at this hour of the morning deserves to be treated to a live sex show.”
“You are fucking crazy, girl,” I protested. “Tell her, Nancy.”
“Not so fast,” Nancy said. “I’d like to see this. Go get her, guy. I’ll be the lookout for you two.”
Nancy then parked her ass on the hood of my car as Marian continued to lean against the wall, her fingers now playing with her pussy beneath the thong. I took an anxious glance around, but as far as I could ascertain there was not a soul in sight.
Stepping up to Marian, I unzipped my fly, reached in and extracted my cock, which was rapidly changing in size and shape. Marian pulled her thong to one side, baring her twat. I placed my knob between her labia, pressing until they parted and her pussy was stuffed with dick meat. Standing on one foot, she hooked a boot-covered leg over my rump. I began thrusting into her, pinning her ass to the wall with each plunge. We humped against the brick wall until a gusher of my sperm squirted deep into her cunt.
As I withdrew from Marian’s clinging pussy, Nancy slid her ass off the hood of my car, cheering and clapping her hands. “Bravo, bravo!” she trilled. “I am so fucking proud of you horny little fuckers!”
“Lower your voice,” I pleaded as I zipped up my fly, “Let’s go back to your place and have a nice quiet threesome behind closed doors.”
Marian laughed “You just keep hanging out with us girls,” she said, giving my butt a playful pinch. “Nancy and I will educate you on how to really have fun.”
And oh, how right she was! In fact, those two girls have actually made me grateful to my ex-fiancée for dumping me, thus giving me the opportunity to know them and their insatiable pussies.
—F. D., Madison, Wisconsin