Wife Stories: Marie

Wife Stories: Marie

Introduction

Harvey, relaxing in the hot tub, moaned at the work Marie was doing. She was under water sucking on his still working, nearly 60-year-old cock.

His 33-year-old lover came up for air, laughing at the older man. Marie ran her fingers through her short, blonde hair, slicking it back. She straddled Harvey, guiding his cock into her.

“You know, I’m surprised this thing still works,” Marie smiled, kissing Harvey’s balding head, her breasts dangling against his mouth.

“It most certainly does. For you and your mom,” Harvey flicked his tongue at Marie’s nipple.

Harvey grabbed her waist and motor-boated her breasts, causing Marie to giggle.

When he was done, he held her, his cock still inside her. She kissed his face tenderly.

“I know I’ve said it before, but you feel so good,” Harvey whispered.

Marie moaned, “So do you. The best.”

“The best?”

“Absolutely.”

“Are you sure?” the older man chuckled.

“I am.”

“What about your ex-husband?”

“You are so much better than him.”

“But I hardly do anything!”

“Still, you’re special and I love you more than any man,” Marie kissed him.

Harvey held her once more, his hands sliding up and down her bare back.

“Have you heard or talked to Doc much?” Harvey asked, referring to her ex-husband.

“Oh goodness no! Haven’t seen or talked to him in like a year and a half,” Marie answered.

Harvey brought a breast to his mouth, sucking on the erect nipple. “How did it end?”

“The marriage?”

“Yes. You never told us.”

“I don’t think I can!” Marie laughed, stifling a moan as Harvey nursed from her.

“You can tell us anything. I’d like to know.”

“Promise you won’t hate me. Or him for that matter?” she asked.

“Don’t be silly, sweetie. I could never hate you. Whatever happened was in the past.”

“The details are very naughty,” Marie bit her bottom lip, Harvey switched to her other breast.

“I’m an adult, much older than you, I think I can handle it. Tell me!”

Marie laughed, sitting up, bringing her lips to Harvey’s. “You asked for it.”


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“As you know, I met Calvin, or Doc being the nickname he preferred, right after college.

He’s around your age, maybe a couple years younger, and was a doctor at the hospital near the University of Miami. After graduating from their nursing program, I found myself working on the same floor as him.

I was finishing up my nursing internship when I met him. I’ve always had a thing for older guys and he was so incredibly attractive. He reminded me of a doctor I’d see on those lame hospital drama TV shows.

I went out for a drink that night with a few other interns and we saw him again. We all giggled and tried not to stare, as we all found him attractive. It was all very silly of us. But this was 11 years ago, I still had some growing to do.

Long story short, we spoke, we spoke more and more, we flirted, we flirted more and more, we dated. That of course, led to more dating, which led to sex. And more sex, and more sex. We were doing it constantly and until you, it was the best sex I ever had in my young, not super experienced life.

This man pushed all the right buttons. I’d stay the weekends with him in bed. I was tingling and cumming the entire time.

Our sex life evolved with our love for each other. It was fiery, passionate, a whirlwind of ecstasy.

Within a couple months of meeting me, Doc was tying me up, spanking me, and whipping me. He’d put a collar around my neck during weekends, making me lick his balls, like a dog. He wouldn’t let me wear underwear to work or anywhere for that matter. I was his sex slave and I loved every minute of it.”

*****

“Sounds naughty so far,” Harvey said.

“Well it gets worse,” Marie replied. “I have to use the f-word. I hope that’s ok.”

Harvey laughed, “We’re adults, remember? What am I going to do?”

“Mmm, maybe spank me?”

“Sure!”

“Anyway, continuing on. Doc fucked me – so much, so hard, so very good. I loved being this man’s slave.”

“I see,” Harvey smiled.

“I would do anything for him. And I mean anything,” Marie stared into Harvey’s eyes.

“Uh huh, like what? He pee on you?”

“Ha!” Marie laughed, biting her bottom lip.

“Mmm, you are a naughty girl,” Harvey grabbed her ass under the hot water.

“Back on topic. By anything I meant fulfilling his requests. One of those requests, was that he augment my body – specifically my breasts. I let him. Hence, why I have these big girls,” Marie grabbed her tits, then let them flop in Harvey’s face.

“Another request was staying in shape. He ordered me to work out six days a week and keep to a strict diet. I complied.”

Harvey thrusted his hips, driving his cock in further, “Yes, you look incredible.”

“Here’s where things began to unravel. Another request, or command, was that I pleasure his friends. He wanted to share me.”

*****

“I was against it at first, but then he proposed to me, giving me a huge diamond ring. I said yes of course, then told him I was his to do whatever he wanted with. He hugged me and told me he was taking me out the following weekend.

He bought me a new, sexy dress and took me to some doctor’s ball of some sort. He had me dance with his coworkers. I knew some of them just by being at the hospital. Some were older than him, some were younger. It was a good innocent time.

After the event though, things got far less innocent.

One of his friends, a doctor who was retiring soon, followed us home. Doc made me dance for him at home. He liquored me up and ordered me to strip for his friend. I did so. I ordered me to give him a lap dance. I did so. He ordered me to suck the old doctor’s cock. I did so.

A blowjob led to sex. My fiancé watched in the corner, sipping his booze while I had sex with one of his friends.

Then it happened again the following weekend. Doc would watch me ride another friend.

It became a routine. Every weekend for several months, I was having sex, while Doc watched with other doctors, lawyers, and friends of my soon-to-be husband. There were even a few weekends where he would send me to stay with one of his friends, to be used and fucked the entire time.

He didn’t mind. He liked having me, owning me, ordering me to sleep with his friends like the sex slave I was. I loved it too, mainly because I loved him.

Four months before our wedding day the following year, Doc brought a camera into the mix. He filmed me. He directed me, he set up scenes, he set up shots. He would jack off and give directions like I was his porn star. Looking over to him, while one of his friends was on top of me, I loved seeing him jack off while filming me. I could accept this part of him, I could embrace and realize that everyone has fetishes and things that make them horny.