My International Affair

Hello, my name is Marie G. {as in "Gee" I look delicious in sexy lingerie}



I am an English mom of 47, and this year my little ones are at summer camp, and I am left all alone in my apartment. I am also married, but my husband travels a good bit. He is gone for two weeks and then at home for two weeks. This cycle plays havoc on my libido as the weeks that he is here, as the one week I am totally not in the mood for sex and the following week he spends getting ready to travel, and no time to pay any attention to me, except for a quick shag before leaving me alone for the next two weeks. This story is how that all changed for me one summer weekend with an older American man I met through my work in the lingerie industry.



It was a Friday, and it was the day my husband heads out of town for two weeks. He wakes early and then wakes me up also. He wants his 'good-bye' fucking and to claim "I love you" to me.

I am in my flannel nightie, and he pushes up the bottom over my round hips and pulls off my panties in a very careless way! He then spreads my knees apart and plops on top of me. He grunts and groans and pushes himself into my unprepared dry pussy. "Ouch," I yell as he drags some of my pubes into my hole with the push of his hard dick. He confesses to me that he is sorry and just pumps my pussy for the next five minutes, and then he is done [but I am not]. He gets off of me and goes and grabs some tissues and hands me some to clean his cum off my used pussy. He cleans off his shriveling dick and proceeds to get dressed.



He kisses me and mentions to me he loves me. I am thinking "big deal" as I lie there sexually frustrated. A half-hour later, he is out the door and gone for two long lonely weeks. I throw on my jogging pants and jacket and head outside, and go for my daily run. Running is supposed to help me unwind, but all I can think about is how horny I was left this morning when my husband was finished with me. I should have dug out my toy and just finished myself off.

After five miles of running, I am back in my empty house, taking a long hot shower, washing all of the day's sweat off of my curvy body that no one seems to appreciate. I have an important meeting this afternoon, and I pick out my clothes to suit the occasion. White ironed blouse with my dark blue business jacket and matching skirt with a slit in the back. My cutest lingerie completes my wardrobe today. A sexy matching set in blue and black - 34DD lace bra, garter belt, and hip-hugger panties over that with my silky stockings. I fix my hair and do my makeup with some red lipstick that shows off my pretty face.



I work for a wholesale lingerie company [Intimate Appeals Limited, U.K.] as the sales director. Some of the 'perks' are trying out new items that will end up on the store racks at places like Harrod's upscale department store or maybe in small trashy boutiques in the lower end of the city. Eres, an everyday brand that makes you feel extra special. So I inform my shopkeepers to look no further for fine intimates. If you love cotton bralettes trimmed in lace, high-waist briefs, and silky slips, you’ll want to wear them layered under your party dress, as well as on there, own once you get back home. Sézane is known for its soft knitwear, but its lingerie selection is a classic on store shelves. Bodysuits, bikini tops, and matching lingerie combos galore, with most pieces retailing for well under 100 euros. Yasmine Eslami has been around for 10 years and is quickly joining the greats of the Parisian lingerie world. With their sheer bras and panty sets, it’s no surprise that this brand is instantly mastered the vintage yet modern style gals are seeking—one of my biggest movers. Sexy ladies looking to channel Marie Antoinette and the French revolution through your intimates, then Chantal Thomass is the designer for you. Most of her styles boast sculptural bows, satin feels, or delicate lace designs with a penchant for the sophisticated. This is another top seller in my stable. Gee, my work is fun at times showing off these sexy items - but if only just hanging on a rack or plastic body form in a storefront window waiting to be taken home and had fun wearing them. {Yasmine Eslami below}



But things are looking up today, as I will meet my American counterpart - Rick H. [Bras Across America, L.L.C.]. He is landing at Heathrow airport today, and I have the boardroom all set up for our meeting later today.

Rick and I have exchanged niceties over the past weeks, and he even sent me a beautiful picture of his face as not to be taken aback when we meet for the first time. He is older than me and almost sixty. From the emails we exchanged, he seems very brash - the typical American - and a bit overweight too! I did fancy his salt 'n' pepper beard and had fantasized about that woolly chin between my thighs with my knickers down at my knees giving me a huge cum. BUT enough of that before I get myself in trouble. Rick has sent me a list of American-made lingerie brands that I have never seen carried in the stores I market to here in the U.K. The first one was Deborah Marquit's couture lingerie made in New York City in 1984. The designer creates body revering lingerie and is considered the inventor of fluorescent-colored lace bras. Truly eye-catching, in my opinion. The next brand has moisture-wicking fabric that keeps you dry and comfortable, and Hanky Panky's products have been made in the states since 1977. Sometimes a girl's best friend is the right undies. And Knock-Out! Smart panties undergarments may not be like others you’ve worn before, but far from it. Rick explains to me, "They are the missing link in your wardrobe," allowing you to move comfortably from the gym to work to school. WOW, I like that! Knock-Out! Products use a patent-pending fabric, No Trace, [how American is that?], which eliminates all day's odor and sweat. I love that they are all American-made, 100% cotton, wicking, and the pieces perform to the fullest, leaving you comfortable and dry all day long. And did I mention how beautiful they are? It really doesn't get better than that. I cannot wait to meet with Rick and the sexy lingerie samples he brings for me to see today!! {Hanky Panky below}



Intimate Appeals Limited's main office building has twenty floors, with the boardroom on the top floor. I have spent the morning laying out sexy bras, low-cut panties, silky slips, and garter sets of matching bralettes and knickers. Damn, I am so British. Should I use that word? It's kind of a filthy word. Anyway, my half was set up, and the other half of the room was a blank canvas for Rick to work with. I suspect we may be in here all weekend as his plane flies home on Monday morning. The same day my little ones come home from summer camp. I have instructed the front desk manager, Tina, a young, bright Korean girl, to bring Rick straight up to the boardroom when he arrives and make sure that all of his boxes and packages also make it here safely. I am so bloody nervous right now as I know that the elevator will be bringing Rick and Tina to me. I checked myself and make sure the lavender body spray I used after my shower is still working! Woo, It is. And the elevator final goes "DING," and there are Tina and Rick, finally. I thank and dismiss my girl-Friday and give Rick an unprofessional hug as my greeting to him! I think he likes that, 'cause I can feel that this ole man is sporting an erection!



Was that Tina making him so hard? I will have to give her a raise. "So Rick, I am glad to meet finally. How was your flight?" Gawd. Do I sound so simple? I have an advanced degree in materials! He explains to me that it's been a long day and was wondering if Tina could set his things up this afternoon and that he and I could just step out for a show or something and get to know each other first. It's the American way, and so out the door, we went and informed Tina as just to do what she feels is best to display Rick's items from the states.

The streets are bustling in this district, and Rick asks to hold my hand as we walk. That's sweet, I think to myself. We walk to the theater district, and I know a small comedy pub serving a nice cocktail. It's called the Cock & Bull, and I have brought many a client here. And sadly ended up going home alone to my toy rabbit and playing with my pussy for the evening. I hope this time with Rick maybe a little different as we may never see each other again after this weekend.



By knowing the wait staff at the pub, I ask for Vickie. Rick is in shock and informs me that is his wife's name! I ask if this is a problem or I can have one of the gentlemen wait on us. Rick informs me that "no" is OK. I sense something amiss with his misses. We sit in a quiet corner, and Rick finally comments on how I look, revealing to me how he can see why I would be in the lingerie business looking so lovely this afternoon.

I thanked Rick and have Vickie come over and take our drink order. She is a black girl with not much on - a pink miniskirt, G-string, and no bra. Her dress barely keeping those tits inside. Her cockney accent was driving Rick crazy as he chatted her up while ordering drinks. He wanted a Long Island Ice Tea and had to demonstrate to her how to make it. That dumb chick just kept flashing her boobies at us. I was just going to have my usual red wine by the glass. I told Rick that everything was on my expense account and enjoy the show.



Today's offering was a surprise famous black comedian that had a fabulous TV show of his own in America, up and quit and walked away going into "hiding." Now on stage as "Dave, the Black man." We had our wine and cocktails, and Vickie just brought more as we emptied our glasses.



We were getting quite pissed as Dave ranted about this and that, and we laughed our asses off. I was also rubbing my thighs together involuntary as the Black man spouted jokes about race and sex and how big a black man's cock is. I pardoned the profanity, but Rick thought all of this was hilarious. And just told Vickie to keep the drinks flowing. During a break from Dave's skit, Rick would talk to me of his wife and how getting old sucked for the two of them, and most feared his sex life melting to nothing. I told him of my little ones and my 'fuck me and run' husband. I explain to Rick that I am only in the 'mood' for sex the two weeks that my husband is not home. He asks me why I was not in the mood when he was home. I am saddened, and I show him that it lines up with my "female thing" on my calendar and who wants to have sex during all of that. Rick explains that his wife is passed that female cycle stuff and can no longer achieve an orgasm for him. Wow, did he just say that to me? I wonder what he really wants? Then only when Vickie brings our last round of drinks and Black man Dave does his final bit about anal sex with white women. I put my hand on Rick's thigh and go to whisper something in his ear.

He almost jumps out of his seat and yells, "Check. Please!" Embarrassed by the display of my horniness, I get up to leave. And I inform Vickie to just put the drinks on my bill with a nice quid tip for herself. The doorman saw our state of mind and rushed us out to a waiting taxi cab. Out on the sidewalk, we have to pass a newsstand that has magazines on display for sale. And low and behold, there in the front, the lasted issue of "Vogue" with ME on the cover is low and behold. A very naked me, I add! Rick sees it, but just for a second, and I yank his arm to get into the waiting cab.



There was a downpouring of rain, and the taxi was in the middle of the street. Heavens to Betsy, we were both drenched by the time we got into the car! I was now both wet on the outside and inside. Rick asked me, "So where to now?" and I give the driver the address to my apartment. I am starting to get chilled from the rain, and Rick puts his arm around me and holds me tight for the five-minute ride to my building. I pay the driver, and we hold hands and dart for the front door of my upstairs apartment, going inside and doing our best not to get any wetter. Rick follows me through the lounge and into the bathroom, where I give him a towel to dry off, and I dry my hair and make excuses about my appearance. Now my makeup is all over my face, and Rick helps by cleaning up some that have run down my cheeks. Then out of the blue, Rick kisses me full on the lips, but just for a second, and then pulls back to see my reaction. I have a big smile on my face and beg him to "kiss me again!" and this time, I have my mouth open for him. We French kiss for the longest time, hugging and squeezing our bodies together in a sinful spiral that I know in my mind can lead us both into trouble with our spouses.

Rick commands me that he wants to "see my goods up for the offer," and he knows that I would have on my sexiest undies today. I plead with Rick that we should not be doing this but that I was so wet in my pussy right now that I did not care about the consequences of anything that we would end up doing. He nods in agreement.



I make sure Rick gets comfy, and he should take off his wet things, but keep on anything that is still dry. My new American man strips down to his dark blue silk boxers, and his cock is apparently making a tent of it! I do my slow strip of taking off my jacket and skirt. Our wet clothes are now in a pile on the floor. He flatters me by mentioning how beautiful I look standing there in my bra and slip, and his words make me swoon. "Pull off your slip up so I can see you... your Knickers," and then laughs at a word that I have used.

Now I feel a bit like one of those gals down in the seedy side of ole London where strip clubs and whorehouses line the street. I do as he commands me and removes my damp slip. I then pull the damp crotch of my knickers to the side and flash him my hot cunt. Then I cover back up just as fast. I say to Rick in my sexiest voice, "come upstairs to my bedroom where we can share my bed.



My new loverboy follows me up to my room, taking a seat in a chair. Rick calls me a "tease." And then he takes his cock out of the hole in his boxers and wags it at me, and asks, "What do you think of this old man's hard cock?" While licking my lips and moaning, my growing state of being so horny is driving me crazy.

I inform Rick that I love seeing his old cock, and I take off my bra and slip and toss them on the floor. Then go to him and show him up close to my big boobs. I plead with him to suck on them like he was one of my babies and mash the other one in your man's hands. I ask Rick when was the last time he had his cock sucked. He divulges to me it's been a while and that his wife never did an outstanding blow job. I get down on my knees and massage his cock with my big tits. "I can give you a great sucking and you can cum in my mouth. I really do love the taste of it.", And pull down his boxers to his ankles. Sucking and slobbering all over my new circumcised "made in the U.S.A." man dick, I am in heaven. I was now accepting that I would make this man cheat for the first time on his wife back home.



Well, this would end up being the beginning of me cheating on my husband too, and now my sex-crazed body knew it. My mouth was sucking for all of its worth to extract a big load of cum I so wanted to swallow. Rick was moaning really loud, begging me to "suck harder" on his cock in my greedy mouth. Then he does something my husband never does. Rick responds to me with, "I'm ready to cum!" He explains to me later that he was not sure where I wanted him to splash all of that gooey man jism, and informs me that his wife would have never taken a load in her mouth and never would swallow it. I look up with a just smile, open my mouth, and show him what remains of his juices. He pulls me up and kisses me tasting what I am tasting, his fresh dick cum on my tongue and lips. I disclose to my lover that is one thing that my husband would never do and thank Rick for that.

I tell Rick that if we intend to spend the whole weekend having sex and cheating on our spouses, we need to agree to some things. We should be truthful with each other in what is missing in our bedrooms and work on doing those things to each other, filling in the pleasure gaps that have formed over the years of marriages that have become stale in the bedroom. We agree and also pledge that our sexcapades that take place here are to go no further than Monday morning when Rick will be crying his "goodbyes" to me.

I stand up with my panties still on over my garters, and I imply to him, "Well honey, in for a penny, in for a pound" [or pounding whatever the case may be]. And he slowly slides my knickers off my wide hips and takes in his first view of my wet cunt. It is only the third one he has seen, and it takes a while to admire all of me - my bushy pubes, my fat outer lips hiding what is inside. Rick spreads my labia and now is running his fingers up and down my inner pussy lips and running circles around the bud of my hard clit.
He is appraising me about how beautiful it all looks to him, and I open up, and that allows his fingers to push inside of my fuck hole. Damn, that feels so wonderful, all of the attention I am now getting. I am wondering how I must smell down there after all of this excitement. So I bring my fingers up to my nose and take a good whiff myself. Again this is something beyond my normal bedroom behavior. Well, I smelled of wet pussy and lavender body spray and a little bit of stinky ass. Rick loved all of these sex smells, and he pleads with me that he wants to eat me, lick me, and suck on my horny cunt now.

He gently pushes me, and I fall back on my bed. The same place my husband fucked me this morning, but now just an afterthought! I was really thinking about how beautiful it was to have the whole house to ourselves for an entire wild sex-filled weekend.

My, my, my! Rick was a master at the pleasures that can be dealt out with just the use of his mouth and tongue on my cunt, now hanging open and exposed like a wet pink butterfly that squirms underneath but can not crawl away. And yes, his woolly beard is sending wave after wave of joy up my spine.



He switches between suck on my fat clit and lapping at my swollen pussy lips. Rick expresses to me that my clitoris is much bigger than his wife's little nail-head of a clitoris and loves to suck as much of it into his mouth as he can. This is driving me wild as feelings of pure pleasure pour through me. My tits wiggle from side to side as my body fights to maintain a sense of being. Trying not to forget just where I am and what the heck I am doing right now.

As Rick's tongue fucks my cunt hole, it sends me over the top, and I exploded in orgasm all over his face. I can feel myself squirt liquid out of my cunt and drench that beard of his.

He does not stop until I pinch his ears and yell "Woo" and "that's is enough dear!" He inquires of me, "I guess I do not have to ask if you came for me." I shake my head no, and I have a huge grin on my lips. I explain to him we can stop this now, and we still would not be cheating on each other. And then I add, "Like your Bill Clinton." And that makes us laugh like two sex-crazed people that should be so tired that rest would have been the order for the end of the day. But I knew that time was of the essence and would fly by too soon, and my little ones would be home from summer camp come Monday. The cold reality of my new American loverboy getting back to his happy home and waiting wife would be with us sooner than later.

I bully Rick by commanding, "the heck with my no-good-fuck of a husband, I want some real loving!" And Rick is right back at me with, "I am just the man that wants to give it to you." While he grabbed his cock in his hand to show me it's all yours, honey!

I have come down from my pussy eating orgasm and wave my finger for Rick to come and lie down in bed with me. His hands are all over my silk stockings, and he loves how smooth and sexy they feel up against his skin when he is between my thighs. I want all of his weight on top of me now, and he slides up and sucks my tits. I reach down and grab his hard shaft and use him like I use my rabbit vibrator on my cunt. His slippy cock-head is a toy in my hand, and I use it to rub my clit. I feel his piss hole cross over mine. And I jack that cock shaft against my open fuck hole with fast strokes on my sloppy opening, making hot fuck sounds. He informs me that he wants to slow down a bit and not cum so fast.

Rick loves me so much that I can cum as many times as I can, but that he wants to edge close to cumming and then hold off and wait and build back up. Then Rick asks me about this sperm if I was not worried about getting pregnant or being in the most fertile part of my cycle. This was the first thought about the adverse results of our actions. My husband and I don't use condoms, and he is never around when I am so fertile to be knocked up.

Rick cools me off to relax, and I have a curious look on my face. He confesses to me that he is "fixed" and no longer shoots swimmers out of his cock, and has had his vasectomy for some time now. So with all of that, I grab his butt cheeks and slam his cock all the way to my hungry cunt.

Oh, man, does that dick feels good! He rests deep in me for a few seconds and asks me how I like his cock buried balls-deep inside of me. And I scream at him, I love it so much and don't want any of this to end. Rick wants to see me cum again, and he takes my hand, pushes it down between us, and makes me play with myself. I finger my soaked pussy as he fucks me. His wife did not do that either, so I did as he asks. My middle finger finds my hard clit bud, and I am amazed at how big it feels now. My clit is so sensitive that a few quick flicks with my finger, and I am cumming hard again, knowing that I am squirting my girl cum all over the lower part of his fat belly.

Not worried at all about rushing to clean ourselves up, Rick takes his time and kisses me deeply. "I love to see the look on your face when you have a big orgasm on my cock!" he lets me know. "I do too!" is all I can get out.

He takes my limp body and rolls me to my belly. Then he makes some of my husband's pillows and shovels them under me, raising my round ass off of the bed and into the air. I can now feel a trickle of cum running down my thighs onto the pillows [and that is all me]. Rick confesses to me how gorgeous my fucked cunt and my puckered butt hole look. "I hardly ever get this kind of view from my wife," he informs me, and I am glad to show it all off for him right now. "Do you like my big round ass?"

I ask back, "Fuck my pussy some more!" I order him. Rick moves up and slides the head of his stiff cock up and down my slit, so I push back on him, and when the alignment is just so, he will enter me with one smooth push. And boom, he is back inside my cunt with all earnest now pumping that dick in and then out me as I push back to ram it back inside. I don't want it to escape my pussy, so I squeeze my butt cheeks and make like I am milking his cock as a farmer does to a cow's teet in the milking parlor. This time I don't want him to stop! "Don't you pull out!"



I encourage him to hold inside of me and blast my womb with hot sticky man cum. He gives me a reach-around under my belly and frigs my clit simultaneously as he is fucking my sloppy cunt. Oh boy, does this send me over the edge, and I cum in a series of hot flashes and moans of extreme sexual relief. Rick is grabbing my hip and slamming my hot and sweaty ass back onto his squirting cock, filling my pussy with more sex juices than I have seen since my honeymoon.

Now we are both a mess and the time is late. I ask Rick what about his things back at his hotel and if he needed anything in particular from his suitcase. "Well some clean clothes and a toothbrush would be all I really need, And You dear!" and with that, kisses me deeply once again. I round up a new toothbrush and some of my husband's old pajama pants to wear around my apartment. But I think that we will be naked for most of our time together. We are tired and get ready for bed. I direct him to "not be greedy" and that we can play more in the morning. He explains to me THAT what his wife says to him when he wants more sex.

I put on a sexy pink baby-doll nighty and matching panties that were hiding in the back of my dresser drawer, and we cover up and snuggle. Rick's attention to my needs makes me feels so special right now. And we drift off to a sound slumber.

Waking up that Saturday morning. And I was not alone, but my husband was not the one in our bed either. Then my pussy reminds me of all the sex it had the day before and is still a wet mess. I tiptoe to the toilet to pee, drop my cum crusted panties and wipe some of the sex off of my bottom, Gawd how many times did I cum? I brush my teeth and wash my face and stare over at my new lover, snoring away in my bed. I can see his morning hard-on poking up the pajamas that I gave him to wear. My husband's cock never looked that good in those pj's. I go over to my American lover boy and kiss him to see if he will wake up. "Good morning, Stud!"
I wake him, and his eyes pop open, and he gives me one of those startled looks. "Hey. where am I?" he asks, apparently out of it and not remembering much about the details of how he ended up in my bedroom.

"You're at my apartment, silly. Don't you remember the rain and getting all wet and coming back to my place to dry off?" I ask him. "Oh, yeah. Now I do. Must have had too much to drink at that club.", he is wondering about all of this, but he has a confused look on his face. "Did we do what I think we did, last night? Ah, have sex!" I cry to him, "Sorry if things went too far, but you were hard, and I was horny. And you were wanting me to do the things that your wife does not do for you anymore." I smiled and took my hand, and held his semi-hard cock in my hand. "You really seemed to like fucking my pussy, and I had the best orgasms in years! Thank you, lover!" And I give Rick a big open-mouth kiss. Oops - "You need to go brush them teeth and freshen up some." Rick mumbles "OK" and heads for the toilet, and I hear him drain that dragon and take a very long piss. As he brushes his teeth, I head to the kitchen and put the kettle on to brew some Eglish breakfast tea for us. I also look in the cupboard for a box of crisp and peanut butter to eat and help regain some strength for sex romps later today. We enjoy our tea and crisp in bed, and Rick has his eyes all over me, and I look down and notice my hard nipples making two bumps on top of my big ole titties. "Do you like my big tits, Rick?" I ask with a sheepish smile. He nods yes with approval as he is still chewing up them crisp. "Don't get any crumbs in my bed," I warn him. And his witty comeback " .. Or what?" Rick then tells me that he thinks he is falling in love with me, and I offhandedly ask him not to tell me that! And to not entirely forget about his wife back home in the states. And also to remember that he was fucking me on the bed that I share with MY husband.

Not wanting to be a downer about our pitiful spouses, I ask Rick to come over to my wardrobe to help me pick something out to wear today. I show him some sexier things that I used to wear to get my husband in the mood for sex. Rick explains to me that his wife never wears anything special to have sexual pleasure in, not even stockings. So I show Rick all of my "unmentionables" tucked away in the bottom drawer. Lacey bras of different colors, my more fancy garter belts, stockings with seams on the backs, panties of all different shapes [but most to cover my big butt and hips].

Then Rick bends down to look at my things and pulls out a red All-in-One that has hooks that close the crotch. "Woo Hooo Jackpot!" He cries out, and I was wondering what his tastes are.
"That thing?" I ask. "I have not worn that since our wedding anniversary. And my husband got too smashed to screw!" I informed Rick. Then he commits to me, "I promise, no drinking today, and I will show you how I make love to you while wearing this sexy outfit. Now let's find some stockings to go with it." I take my things and head for the bathroom to change. Rick yells at me, "Don't take a shower yet, I want to save that for Sunday." I throw my nighty and clothes from yesterday in the hamper, unhook the crotch to the all-in-one, and step into it, pulling it up over my 34GG tits. Wow, it still fits me. Then reach between my thighs and hook the crotch to cover my furry pussy. I am still leaking cum from there, and I take a pantyliner and attach it to the crotch of my all-in-one. There that should help me stay [somewhat] fresh down there. I use some lavender body spray for my pits and puss, and I finish up by rolling on my stockings and hooking them to my underwear straps - two in the front and two in the back. I admire my shape in the full-length bathroom mirror. I am one hot fuckin' mamma right now, and today I will use it all to make me and my lover boy as happy as possible.

I have walked out to my bedroom like I have so many times in the past, feeling very sexy right now, as my lover awaits. I ask him, "So, what are you going to wear silly? All of your things are back at the hotel or in my conference room." He looks confused, realizing that he had to wear my husband's pj's to sleep in last night, and the rest of his clothes lie in a heap on the floor. I inform him, "We can get dress and get you things from your room if you like, or ..." He is thinking of a better plan. "Or we can have your Asian gal-Friday, Tina to grab my things from the hotel and bring the suitcases here to your apartment." "OK, I will give her a call right now and see if she can help." I go and get my phone. When Tina answers the phone after many rings, she is out of breath [was she just having sex?].



"Hello," she answers, all huffing and puffing. "What's wrong," I ask. She explains that she was doing her daily jog, and I should have remembered that as I sometimes jog with her during the week. I speak to her about my dilemma and how we need Rick's suitcases at my house as soon as possible.



I could feel right away that she had questions about all of this, but I just asked for Rick's hotel room number to give her an hour. I think to myself, mmm an hour. What to do. Oh, Rick, honey? Tina will grab your things from your room and bring them by later, but we do have some time to kill.
"Want to play you dirty ole horny Yank?" I growl with my most slutty voice. Rick nods with a yes and a smile and pulls me close. My tits are mashed against his hairy chest. I take his face in my hands and rub his woolly beard over my hard nipples poking up. He bites at me with soft pulls of his teeth.



"Oh, you! Now you're making me all hot and horny again.", I beg him again. Gggrrrr "Let's Fuck!" without mixing my messages. I lie across the bed on my back and hang my head off the side. Rick comes to the edge, drops my husband's pajama pants, and plops his fat ole cock right in my face. The thing reeks of our combined sex juices from last night, but I do not care. I would have never done this with my husband and would have made him shower first. But right now, I love all of Rick's stink 'cause some of it is mine too. I suck his ball sack into my mouth, and my tongue plays with his testes, wow such fun! His cock lays across my face, and my hand is stroking it to full attention, and now he is rock hard. Then he rolls his ass forward, and now his sweaty butt hole is right over my mouth. "Rim my ass hole and wank my cock, Marie, please," he asks with desperation in his words. I can feel that he does not get this kind of treatment back home from his wife. So I do as he wants. My first wrapped around that hard cock shaft and my tongue fucking his smelly butt hole - and I am loving being his dirty fuck-slut. Then he yells out, "I'm gonna cum baby!" And thick gobs of jism fly out of his cock and land on my chest, just missing my tits under my lingerie. He bends down and kisses me, and I inform him, "You realize that my mouth was just licking your ass?" "Ah Huh," is his reply, "and now I am going to lick my cum off your chest and clean you up. And I don't mind that either!" Rick is turning out to be a real pervert [and I love it].




Then Rick gets on the bed beside me on his back but his head to down at my hips. He rolls me on top of him and unhooks the crotch of my all-in-one. I hear him ask, "What's this?" and the sound of the adhesive being pulled away.



I realized that was my pantyliner being removed from my garment. Well, there goes my protection of not leaving a mess in my underwear. Rick then states to me, "My wife wears those things all the time, and her pussy never smells. That's just not right for a woman."



Then he stuffs his bearded face right into my cunt while he pulls my pussy lips apart. He laps, licks, and gets me very soaked down there. His tongue fucks my hole and sucks my hard clit, and I wiggle my ass. "Oh you want your ass played with too, dear?" he asks. "Ah Huh" was all I could mutter. He goes back to all of his tongue work after spitting on my pucked butt hole. I feel his finger push past it right inside my rectum.



OH man, that feels good, as I think of how my husband is such a prude and would never be playing around with my butt hole or anywhere near it. Now for every push of his finger into my ass, he is also pushing that tongue of his into my fuck hole.



All of this makes me crazy horny, and I feel my orgasm rushing up my spine and into my sex-hot brain. "Oh Gawd I am cumming Don't fuckin stop!!" I scream and push back harder. I hope I don't break this poor guy's neck! A paralyzed naked man in my bed would be hard to explain to anyone. Oh shit, Tina!! I almost forgot about her coming here today. But Rick only had my pussy on his brain!



"Now I want you to ride me, cowgirl style!" adding, "I want those big ole titties in my face to suck on!" He spins me around and lifts me onto his hard cock, pointing straight up in the air. I come down with a splash and squish, his cock all the way inside my dirty cunt. I pull the shoulder straps off and the top part of my all-in-one down over my boobs and let them flop in Rick's face. He knows right away what to do, and I feel his wooly beard and mouth all over my tits, sucking again at my nipples. I am using my weight to bounce rhythmically up and down on his cock shaft. My pussy mound is grinding into his lower belly, my clit smearing on the top of his cock.



He reaches around and pulls my ass cheeks apart. "Stick that finger back up there for me. I like it when you're fingering my dirty butt hole!" I give Rick some instructions. And now his finger is sliding in my pucker butt. "mmm. Yes, I can feel my cock through the wall of your ass and cunt!" he informs me. All I can feel is that cock head rubbing back and forth on my G-spot. As I cum hard all over Rick's cock, his finger buried in my backdoor - I spot sexy Tina standing in the bedroom doorway. She has her jogging pants down, and her hand is clearly doing a number on her wet pussy. "Oh, Rick, dear! We have a visitor," motioning for him to look over to the door and sees Tina also. I then ask Rick, "Did you cum yet?" He replies with a "no, but I want to." Sexy Tina asks, "Can I help, please?"