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Marcia pulled her car into the driveway after a long day at work. She had a job at the local college that she enjoyed very much, but she was still glad when the day was over and she could go home and take a nap during the hottest part of the day.
She was about five foot seven, with black hair that hung around her shoulders, and she was of Italian descent, with dark brown, flashing eyes. She was beautiful by western standards, and had medium breasts and a wide rear end. She wasn’t fat in any way, and some might say she was voluptuous.
Yet, at thirty five years of age, Marcia was currently without a partner. She sighed as she unlocked the door of her home and went inside, the coolness of the interior pulling her in and away from the hundred degree temperature that the New Mexico day presented. To put it mildly, it was an oven today, and it had been that way for seventeen days, breaking records.
She took off her work clothes and put on a light cotton sleeveless dress she liked, then went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, taking out a jug of lemonade and pouring a large glass over some ice cubes, and as an afterthought she poured in a couple of shots of vodka. It was Friday, after all. Then she moved over to her bed which was located near the center of the room, just a few feet away from the kitchen. The yellow and orange sheer curtains on her windows created a amber glow in the room as she stood there with the perspiring glass in her hand.
After taking a few long, leisurely drinks from the lemonade, she sat the glass down on her bedside table and went to her stereo where she selected some ambient, dreamlike music with a somewhat western flair, guitars with synthesizers, droning and soaring, and some plaintive voices far in the background. She really enjoyed this particular album and she lay down on her bed, letting out a long breath, her arms and legs akimbo as the audio took her away on an inner journey.
Her bedding was perfectly white and she rested there, her breathing regular, eyes closed. She had the air conditioning on low, just enough to keep the heat at bay, and an oscillating fan swept back and forth over her body as the vodka started to work it’s magic, numbing her to the stresses of the day.
Through lowered lids, she scanned the interior of her house. It was decorated with that classic New Mexico look, photos of the local desert and cacti, pictures of the moon and a few posters and artwork depicting the pictographs and petroglyphs of the ancient cultures that lived in the area over the centuries. There were also some items she’d collected over the years, some road signs and dried flowers, a bowling pin sitting on the floor, and some wooden carvings she’d bought at the local art show that year. It all blended with the music perfectly and soon she was lost in a dream of her own, her body and mind perfectly relaxed as she dozed a bit.
The music had ended now, and the only sound was the fan going back and forth whirring and clicking very quietly in the 80 degree heat of the room. She took another big gulp of her drink and set it back down. She was starting to feel yet another kind of heat now.
She slowly drew her dress up until her vulva was exposed, the air from the fan blowing directly on it. With her fingers, she gently spread her lips until the glistening pink inner flesh of her pussy was cooled by the artificial breeze of the fan. She gripped her inner lips and pulled them apart, exposing her hole, sighing as the fan chilled her most private place. It was a kind of odd reversal of sensuous feelings, and in the intense heat if felt very erotic to cool her cunt. Then she slowly started rubbing her clitoris, her hips twisting on the bedding until she finally brought herself to a shuddering orgasm.
She gasped and jerked then relaxed. She’d done this many times before in the privacy of her home, and on this night she was just getting started. She’d been having thoughts all day long when there was a lull in her work, and her imagination was fertile, running the gamut of sensuality as she let her mind roam into uncharted territory. When her day was over she had to force herself not to hurry home, and by the time she made it there, her panties had been soaked with her own juices.
Now she lay there wondering and fantasizing as she rubbed herself. Suddenly the phone rang. She answered.
“Hello?”
“Marcia.”
“Dan, is that you?”
“Yeah, I thought I’d check in on you. It’s been a while.”
“I’m… I’m glad you did. It’s always nice to hear your voice.” She paused, still playing with herself. “I’m sorry about last time. I… I wasn’t in a very good head space I guess.”
“We all have our issues once in a while. I have mine as well… I got over it.” A few moments went by.
“What are you doing?” he said.
The fan blew the curtains around gently. She laughed a little.
“Well, I’m, uh, well, just lying here, sort of drifting after a long day. It’s hotter than hell here, maybe 110 outside.”
He didn’t say anything. The fan blew back and fındıkzade escort forth.
“I seem to remember that you like to take off all your clothes after work.”
She was quiet for a while, listening to the fan.
“Yeah, I like to do that.” She wanted him to continue, but didn’t know exactly how to encourage him without feeling stupid.
“Do you have any clothes on now?”
She started breathing harder, her pussy tingling as she rubbed herself.
“Not really.” She giggled just a bit.
“I’m alone tonight and I started thinking about you. I hope I’m not annoying.”
“No, it’s… okay. I like it… when you talk like this.”
“Like what?” he said, leaving it hanging.
“I, um, like it when you talk… sexy.” She was embarrassed, but she didn’t want him to stop.
“I’m having fun. Is that okay?”
She laughed.
“It’s okay. Can I… can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“Are you wearing any clothes?”
“Not really. I just got out of the shower. I’m in my robe.”
She took a deep breath. A few moments went by. Clearly neither of them wanted to hang up.
“Dan, I was wondering if… you… were, um, touching yourself…”
“What do you mean?” He was making her work for it.
She sighed.
“Your cock. Are you jacking off?” There it was. A few moments went by.
“Are you going to be mad if I am?” he said quietly.
“God, no…no…” she said, gulping down some of her drink. “I…I like the idea of you, um, touching yourself and… talking with me.” Her nipples were rock hard and her hand drifted down between her legs now.
“You’re putting your fingers inside of yourself, aren’t you?”
She stifled a groan.
“Y…yes.” They went deeper, her hips writhing around on the bed, her legs wide apart.
“Is this fun for you? We haven’t done this before.”
She was slowly rubbing her clitoris.
“Yes…this… this is actually… ” She stopped. “Dan. We’re both masturbating.”
“Is that okay with you?”
“God, yes…” she said, a note of urgency in her voice.
“I’ve been fantasizing about this for a while. I didn’t know if it would be a turn-on for you.”
She gasped.
“It’s… incredibly erotic, Dan. I… I don’t want you to stop… at all…” Her fingers moved in and out of her vagina now, making wet sounds.
He breathed into the phone just a little.
“Put the phone near your cunt. I want to hear it.”
She moved the phone right next to her fingers for a while, and he could hear the sounds of her wetness as she moved them inside of herself.
“I like that..”
“What? Tell me what you like…” She was starting to tremble.
“The sound of your juicy pussy. Why don’t you let yourself come?”
She groaned and climaxed, crying out.
“I put lotion on myself,” he said. “All over, my cock and balls. I’m as hard as a rock.”
She groaned loudly again, her fingers continuously moving now.
“Do you want me to do anything?” he said quietly.
She bit her lip.
“Yes… could you… put a finger… up your ass…?” She blushed now. She never spoke this candidly, even when they were having sex.
He was quiet for a while.
“I’m lying on my side. The sun is shining on my asshole. I remember you put your tongue in me one time. I never forgot it.”
“I’d been thinking about that for a long time. It… it was so much fun. Your… anus was so pink… and it…opened a little. You smelled… and tasted incredible…” She whimpered, rubbing.
“Are you going to come?” he said. “I’ve got two fingers in my ass right now. As deep as I can get them.” He gasped.
“Oh, Christ…” she said, trembling, her breath ragged. “I am…” She jerked and moaned now, climaxing as she thrust two fingers in and out of herself. “Oh, Jesus Christ…” she cried at the end, letting out a huge breath.
“That was beautiful. I wish I was there.” She could hear him breathing hard now. Suddenly her phone chimed. She looked at the incoming photo. He had sent her a picture. His asshole was partially open, illuminated by the sun. She could see every detail, the ring of hairs around his anus, his testicles hanging down.
“Do you like it?” he said.
She groaned, coming again.
“Oh, my fucking God…” She jerked hard. It was all intensely erotic to her. “Your asshole is so beautiful.” After a moment she said, “Send one of your cock…please…”
A moment or two passed and her phone chimed again. It was a perfect picture of his penis, hard, lying against his stomach, dripping clear fluid. She moaned.
“God, your cock… I’ve always loved your cock…” She gasped. “Jack off… make yourself come…”
He gasped now.
“No, I’m going to hold back for a while. I… want to make this last…”
Her phone chimed again. It was a very short video of him masturbating. She rubbed herself wildly now, reaching an intense orgasm, whimpering at the end.
“God, I never knew how fucking horny this would make me…” aksaray escort Her chest was heaving.
“Can I ask you to do something naughty? I’ve been thinking about it for a while.”
“You can ask me to do any fucking thing you want,” she said breathlessly, her fingers continuing to slide around in her wetness.
“Have you still got that bowling pin?”
She laughed, saying nothing, rubbing her clitoris. She closed her eyes, her mouth open.
“I want you to sit on it. I want you to put it up your ass.”
She didn’t want to admit to him that she’d done it before, but she didn’t have to.
“I know you. We’ve had anal sex plenty of times and when I saw that at your house, I knew you were fucking yourself with it. Am I wrong?”
“No,” she said quietly. “You’re not wrong…”
She stood and looked at it, then went and picked it up, holding the phone to her ear.
“Tell me how you do it.”
She moved two chairs close to one another and set the pin on the floor.
“I have to have two chairs to rest my arms on. Then I squat over it.” She giggled. “I guess I’m kind of perverse. It opens me so fucking wide. I’m kind of obsessed with it.”
“Put some lube on it.”
“I will.” She didn’t talk for a few moments as she applied the slippery substance to the bowling pin.
Suddenly she had an idea, quite taken with this new type of sex between them.
“If you… give me a little while I can put my phone on a tripod. We can use FaceTime, and… you can watch me.”
“I would love that so much.”
It only took her moments to find the device that held the phone. She’d used FaceTime with some friends before when hiking, but nothing like this. She quickly set up the tripod, then attached the phone, aiming it precisely.
“I have to end the call now, then call you back using FaceTime. It’ll take a little while.”
After about 5 minutes she got everything set up and the connection was made. They could see and hear each other perfectly. He smiled at her now and aimed his phone at himself and gently jacked off for her. She was dripping, her juices running down her legs. This was far more erotic than she’d ever imagined. She gazed at the screen as he put two fingers in his ass again. They both watched each other masturbate for a while, then Marcia came so hard she doubled over, gasping.
“Fuck, this is so intense,” she managed to say, groaning, squeezing her tits with one hand, touching her nipples.
“Show me, Marcia. Show me how you fuck yourself with that thing.”
He watched as she aimed the phone camera again. The feed was a little jerky, but it seemed to add something to the entire proceedings. She got between the two chairs and squatted, then lewdly spread her hairy asshole at him, her anus pouting outward several times. She was totally enthralled with this thing they were doing, performing for him. She wet two fingers with saliva and pushed them up into her rectum, finger fucking herself. He groaned, loving every second.
“That is so fucking naughty.”
Now she pulled her fingers out and slowly lowered herself until the bulbous tip of the pin was right against her anus. It was as wet as could be, shiny with lube and saliva. A standard bowling pin was almost 3 inches across at the top, pretty big, but as he watched, she let her weight settle on it and her pink, crinkly anus slowly flowered open, wider, wider and then even wider, until it finally went into her hole. She sank down until her anus was clutching the ‘wrist’ of the pin.
She had bought it at a thrift store a year ago, admiring the smoothness of it. At first she wouldn’t allow herself to think of it as an erotic object, but one hot afternoon she started wondering if she could get the tip into herself. After a couple of drinks she finally figured out how to put the thing inside of herself by using the two chairs to balance on and keep her body stable. She couldn’t believe that it was going into her at first, but that was when she realized how elastic her asshole was, and since then she’d been having occasional sessions with the white pin. It was so smooth and shiny. Once it was in her ass she couldn’t resist pushing it further and further into herself, trying not to think about how wide her hole was opening.
“That’s insanely sexy, Marcia. I’m think I’m about ready to come…” He was breathing hard, jacking off.
“No!” she cried out suddenly. “No. I… I want you to ejaculate onto the phone so I can watch. Right on the lens…” She giggled crazily for a moment, completely in the grip of this new techno-lust they were experimenting with.
He watched, fascinated, as she moved up and down on the huge thing, her asshole stretching wider as she lifted upwards, then sinking down again. She was trying not to think at this moment. Trying not to think of the… unthinkable
“Go deeper,” he said quietly.
She sobbed, tears running down her face as she fucked herself with the bowling pin.
“I bet you can almost get that thing completely eyüp escort into yourself, can’t you?”
She was sobbing with lust now, lowering herself even farther down as he watched.
“I’ve never… had it in this far. Fucking Christ…. I… I can’t stop….Don’t… think terribly of me, Dan…” she whimpered, gasping.
He watched, amazed, as her anus kept opening further and further. It was insane, impossible he thought. The pin was almost 5 inches wide at its widest and 15 inches long, and slowly but surely, using her weight, she kept sinking down on it. She climaxed and peed on the floor now, throwing her hair back like a wild mare.
“Jesus Fuck…” she groaned, her nostrils flaring as spurts of urine shot out of her and onto the floor, creating a large puddle.
“You can get the whole thing in your asshole, can’t you?”
“God… I don’t know how, but… it’s going in,” she gasped. “I’m embarrassed. I feel perverted. Oh…. God… my fucking God….” She kept lowering herself, screwing her asshole around gently as her anus continued to open impossibly wide. She grabbed both cheeks, spreading herself completely as her asshole seemed to reach an entirely new level of elasticity, and her anus kept sliding down toward the widest part, well over 4 inches in diameter. She screamed, her teeth clenched, climaxing wildly as her body shook like a leaf.
He couldn’t believe it. It was huge, yet it was mostly inside of her. She’d clearly been doing this to herself, otherwise she’d be struggling with it, but he’d always known that she was super kinky on some levels, and this was it.
She gasped again.
“I wish you were here… and you could…”
“I could put my hand up your ass…”
“God yes… I want you to fist fuck me, Dan. I could never bring myself to a point where I could ask you. It’s embarrassing. But now you see. Fuck… it feels so fucking good. Oh, God… oh, fuck… I’m coming so hard… Jesus Christ. It’s almost… all the way in…. Fuck….”
She almost lost her grip on the two chairs as her body convulsed, her anus stretched unbelievably wide around the huge bowling pin. She bobbed up and down very gently, finally managing to push about 10 inches of it into her ass, spread almost 5 inches wide now. She was dribbling pee again as she slid down until, at last, she passed the widest part where it started to get smaller again. He shook his head in amazement, almost unable to believe it. She had a bowling pin all the way up her ass. Her body seemed to convulse, jerking and shuddering. It was the biggest thing he’d ever seen a woman put inside of herself. She gasped and cried, climaxing over and over again as she struggled to breathe. She sobbed, moving slowly up and down, the huge thing sliding in and out of her at the widest part as she spread ass cheeks for the camera.
“Oh, fucking cocksucker… fuck…. fuck… it’s making me come… so fucking hard.. Oh… oh…. oh…. oh, God…..mother fucking shit… Christ….!!” Her head was bent back, her hair hanging down as she continued to penetrate herself, peeing intermittently as her thighs quivered. She let out a hoarse scream now, almost a mournful sound.
He broke free from his near-hypnotic state, realizing that he should intervene. She was lost in the intensity of it all.
“Take it out now, Marcia, god damn it! Don’t hurt yourself.”
She sobbed and moaned. “Oh…Christ… you’re…. you’re right…” She lifted up slowly and the heavy pin stayed put as it came out of her. Her anus pulled outward as she rose up, like a pink sleeve on the white surface of the pin. Unable to help herself, she fucked herself with the bulbous top for a while, jerking and coming, then she sighed and rose up completely, holding onto it. When it was all the way out, she spread her hole for him, performing again. It was a gaping cavern, pink and maroon, her anus surrounded by wet, curly hairs. Her hole was about 3 inches across, bubbling deep inside as air released itself. He had never seen anything quite so lewd and sexual. Her orifice contracted a bit then opened again as she exercised her anal muscles, but it was clear that it wasn’t going to close completely, at least not right away. She kept shuddering.
He pushed her to go farther now.
“Suck on it.”
With a little cry she put her mouth over the tip of the bowling pin, sucking on it for a time, taking it as far into her mouth as she could, licking it as if it were his cock. Air continued to bubble out of her hole with a wet sound.
“Don’t hold it in. Let it out,” he said, jacking off.
She grunted a little, wet farts spluttering out of her as he watched, splattering the floor with droplets of lube.
“I can’t stop… coming for a while… afterwards…” she moaned, shuddering. She rubbed her clitoris hard, jerking again, climaxing wildly, gasping. She finally turned around and got closer to the phone. “Come for me. Let me see you spurt.” She spread her pussy wide, pushing three fingers into vagina, fucking herself for him, rubbing her clit with her thumb.
She climaxed loudly, watching as he masturbated, finally ejaculating, an amazing amount of come shooting right onto the camera until it finally splattered all over the lens. She giggled as he groaned and sighed, then he wiped it clean with a towel. They were through now, but it had certainly gotten pretty kinky for a while.
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