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JOURNAL-001: "WAITING FOR MARCELLA"

Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Latina, Male/Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Voyeurism, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: JohnJustJohn, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

myself until my skin was tender and my nerves were on fire. When I finally pulled away, a river of white sticky cum spewed over her lower lip, down her chin and onto her piss drenched tits. "Holy shit!" I panted. "You are fucking nasty." She smiled at me. "Uh-huh." she said as she rose up to her feet. "Did you like it?" she asked as she pulled me by my cock toward the open shower stall. "I've honestly never had the urge to do that before but, yes." I smiled. "I actually loved it!" "I'll keep that in mind." Belinda laughed as she pulled me into the shower stall. "But, next time, I'm gonna pee all over you." she chuckled as I turned the water on. During the drive home, we recounted the events of the day and had a lot of laughs about what we'd done. Neither of us could wait to tell Marcella about it. We both missed her. It was strange. We were so happy together, but we still felt incomplete. The dynamic of our relationship had shifted. Marcella was as important a part of it as either of us were. As sexual beings, it was as though we had evolved. I realized then that Belinda had taken me out to the beach that day to be watched. It wasn't as good as being watched by Marcella, but it was at least something. We called Marci that night and told her about what we had done. She ... laughed and told us how jealous she was (After she called us both 'sick fuckers'). She made us promise to take her to that beach some day. We promised we would. By the end of that week, we finally decided it was time to go and get Belinda's things from her ex's house. We went when he wasn't home and were able to avoid any uncomfortable confrontations. The rest of March went really well. In April, we continued house hunting with little luck, but we were happy and in love. We called Marci every night and updated her on all of the various things going on. She would keep us abreast of what was happening with the divorce. By early May, the three of us were having phone sex almost nightly. By mid May, Bel and I would put Marci on speaker-phone while we had sex. She would talk dirty to us and finger herself. We missed her like crazy. Other than the phone sex, we hadn't really done anything too wild in a good long while. The sex we were having was good, but it was always at home and it was usually in bed. The routine was getting to us both and we knew it. We were like two caged tigers, left to sate our primal urges to hunt and kill by eating whatever we were given. We needed to do something wild. We could both feel it. The pressure was building. NEXT: “JOURNAL-002: A NEW FRIEND”