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Slut In The Making Part 2After dating for a couple of years, Mary Ellen and I decided to get married. Which was really her total idea. My parents didn't particularly like Mary because she wasn't "our kind", meaning Italian decent. She was Irish, and way back then your "roots" were a big deal. But that didn't stop us.
Now lets get one thing straight about all of this, and the hype that the TV broadcasts. I have been out with more women that most guys will ever know, and this "beautiful, drop dead gorgeous, great body gal" is a bunch of crap. More times than not, these women are self-centered bitches that act like they are doing you a favor by going out with you, let alone screwing you. The real hot gals are the plain ones that that love to fuck, and aren't afraid to show it. These are the women that will make a porn star look frigid, while your buddy that is married to the "prom queen" has to beg to get laid. Oh, and by the way< don't even think in your wildest imagination that she is ACTUALLY going to be enthusiastic about it. Its just the way it is.
The big thing about Mary Ellen was her "innocent school girl look". She had a great body with medium size breasts, fantastic legs, but looked 16. Even at the age of 28, she was still being carded when we went to the bars. I'm sure most of you have seen that type of woman.
We got married in the late 60s in a small town in Pa., with mostly relatives, and a few select friends. We went to the Pocono Mountains immediately after the reception, and will start from there.
We changed after the reception, with me being in a pair of dress slacks and shirt, and her in a skirt and blouse and heels. On the way up to the Poconos (we drove), I kept rubbing her inner thigh, feeling her nylons and constantly pushing my hand to her panties. She seemed to be getting irritated when I did this, and after about a half hour of "on and off", she finally yelled, in a nasty way, for me to stop. So I stopped. After a half hour, she sensed that I was pissed, and finally said, "Pull over in that wide spot". I stopped the car and she immediately "attacked" me, pulling down my pants zipper and deep throating my cock.
She was in a frenzy and kept yelling (between sucks), "Let it come. Let it come. I've got to have that load down my throat. You Motherfucker. You got me all excited the past hour and I need your cock". I proceeded to shoot a load that made my balls ache. She swallowed every drop like a pro. She then smiled and said, "You asked for it, but you had better be able to fuck me hard all night when we get to the hotel. I expect to be "filled up" (her words) all night.
An hour later we checked into our room and she immediately went into the bathroom to change after we had drunk some champayne we took from the reception. I have to tell you. After the blowjob in the car, I really didn't know if I was up 100% yet.
After about ten minutes she walked out of the bathroom in a powder blue babydoll with see through panties. She also had a white garter belt on, flesh colored nylons, and white heels. Although in her twenties, she looked like a teenager playing dress-up.
Fast forward. We were making out with her pumping my cock with her hand (I'm average size by the way). I took off her panties leaving her in nylons and garter belt, and slid into her with one shot. She was soaked and immediately started bucking her hips to meet me. She was moaning out of control, and fucking me like a porn star. She had tears in her eyes when she begged me to fill her up. I shot a load inside of her. This was the first of a couple that night.
I then later asked her (that night), why she never let me fuck her all of the time we were going out. She sucked me off, jerked me off, but no fucking. She said that she had never let a man fuck her because she knew that she would love it and didn't want to lose control. She constantly had always thought about fucking when she was younger, but didn't want anyone to think she was a slut.
Mary Ellen then got a serious look on her face and told me," I love cock. The way it feels. The way it shoots cum.
I'm going to need constant fucking from you"
Here was this little school teacher becoming a slut.
Part 3 to follow
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