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Hot Wife Katie

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Chapter 44: Katie’s Oral Desires

True Sex Story: Chapter 44: Katie’s Oral Desires - A true story mixed in with fantasy of a 35 year old wife and her sexual journey.

Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/Fa   Teenagers   Blackmail   Consensual   Reluctant   Heterosexual   Fiction   True Story   Black Male   White Couple   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Smoking   Prostitution  

A few weeks after her last tryst with Tommy, Mrs. Katie Jackson, the reigning Mrs. America, was excited beyond belief. She felt like she was walking in the clouds and couldn’t believe what had happened. An agent from Dancing with the Stars, one of the top television series, called and offered her a spot on the next season. She could barely speak as she called her husband in England to let him know the exciting news. The hot wife couldn’t explain her emotions that erupted inside of her. She never fathomed that applying for a beauty pageant would lead her down this path of being known as America’s Sweetheart, to being interviewed by major news programs and finally on national television on a prime reality show.

Upon hearing the news Fred was immediately excited at the thought of his wife prancing around on the show wearing revealing clothes. He wasn’t a fan of the show and didn’t think he had watched an episode but knew the dancers dressed very sexy and he couldn’t wait to see his wife on the screen. The loving husband’s mind focused on her dancing partner and had seen in commercials that occasionally they danced very sexy and his cock throbbed in his slacks at just the thought. He could barely speak as he navigated to Google so he could search who would be seductively holding his wife. Unfortunately they hadn’t been announced yet as they formalized the details. Katie explained that she had signed a nondisclosure and couldn’t tell anyone so she had to remind her husband to not share the news.

However she found it almost unbearable to not tell anyone. She increased her workouts with more of an emphasis on yoga to limber her body. Anytime the sexy wife increased her work outs she found herself increasingly turned on. The lustful stares that she got at the gym or walking in the neighborhood gave her a rush. It was a sexual rush of what she was doing to them was what she loved. She imagined them stroking themselves while thinking of her. She loved that thought and loved going on cam with strange men and playing with her body while they feverishly stroked themselves. But with the pending television spot she knew she shouldn’t spend time on her cam with strange men. She would never want to be outed publicly if they recognized her when the cast was announced.

She tried to maintain a sense of normalcy which included volunteering at the City Union Mission. The moment she stepped foot in the facility her nostrils filled with the stench of body odor and tobacco combined with whatever they were serving. She was greeted by the patrons that used the facility who were always happy to see her. The men that used the facility always seemed to stare and grin and she knew, or at least hoped, that they were undressing her in their minds. The scent of the facility reminded her of the homeless man from the parking garage and the way he tasted in her mouth, the way he licked her and the way he fucked her hard. She was always looking for him as she traveled around the city for her appointments. Katie wondered if she would even see him again as maybe he moved on to another town.

Even though she was on her monthly period she was so horny. Her desires were nonstop. Her mouth craved a hard cock that she could suck and lick until it exploded with it’s scrumptious semen. It seemed foreign to her that she used to be disgusted at the thoughts of having her husband explode in her mouth. Now it seems she can’t live without it and it doesn’t have to be her husband who was giving it to her.

She took her place in the serving line as those less fortunate began to file through. The line was out the door as she continued to place a gravy coated chicken fried steak on their trays.

Katie heard many compliments as the men passed by, “It’s good to see you again!”, “You look lovely today!” and “You look really pretty today!” She was dressed in blue jeans with black heels and a grey sweater. Her hair was pulled back into a bun on the top of her head but she didn’t spend much time with her make up besides some ruby red lipstick. The compliments always made her feel desired regardless if they came from a homeless person or a millionaire. She had recently met an older gentleman, who appeared to be very wealthy, at an autograph session at the Oak Park Mall in Overland Park earlier in the week for Kansas City Fashion Week. He wouldn’t stop complimenting her about the way she carried herself and how beautiful she was. She craved the attention from anyone as it ignited her labido.

“Hey ya,” she heard a man mumble. She looked up and her stomach dropped as she stood behind the serving counter. Katie stared at the face of the man who fucked her in the parking garage. Her lips trembled as she smiled. She didn’t say anything as her mouth felt dry but her body tingled. Katie reached across and laid his lunch on his tray as he continued down the line. Her heart pounded in her chest. Her eyes watered as she watched him walk away from her as he kept looking back at her. The sexy woman’s mouth was no longer dry as she couldn’t help but stare at the crotch of the man. She salivated for a taste of his obscenely thick cock again. Her breaths became deep as she breathed in her nose and exhaled past her lips that tingled with desire.

“Everything okay dear?” as Katie felt a hand on her shoulder and looked over at Sherri Brumfeld, one of the managers for the City Mission, “You look flushed.”

Katie’s mouth hung open and was unsure what to say. “Who,” closing her mouth to swallow her built up saliva, “Who is that man?” as she pointed towards the homeless man that had just gone through the line.

“Mick?” Sherri’s eyes narrowed, “That’s Mick Emmerson. Did he do something?” She shook her head in disgust, “He’s always been a problem.”

Katie swallowed hard as she looked over at the director. The words ‘Do something?’ echoed in her demented mind. She was stunned for a moment before the words, “N ... No,” fell out of her mouth as she shook her head, “He...” as she glanced around the room, “He just looks familiar.”

“Oh!” Sherri nodded, “He was just in the news again. He’s a bit deranged! You probably saw his picture on the tv or on the internet. Apparently he enjoys, shall we say, exposing himself to women. He has quite the record for that sort of thing and I believe he just got out of jail after a month.” Sherri continued as she shrugged and sighed, “But as you know we don’t judge here. But if he were to do it again in our facility, which he has done, he would not be welcomed back!”

Katie smiled and shook her head. She watched as Mick took a seat at a table close by the serving line and kept watching him glance up from his lunch to stare at her. The sexy wife straightened her body and pushed her chest out as she watched him. Out of the corner of her eye she saw as Mick stared nonstop at her as his hand snuck down to his crotch. She knew exactly what he was doing and it caused her hand to tremble as she continued to serve the patrons.

As the line came to an end she watched as Mick stood up from the table to put his tray on the washing line. Katie’s stomach was in knots as she saw the unmistakable thick bulge in the front of his loose fitting jeans. He walked towards the door. As the sexy woman finished cleaning up she knew his trip to jail explained why she hadn’t seen him for awhile and couldn’t help but wonder who had reported him for doing what she loved seeing from him.

Katie finished cleaning up as she walked out to her SUV and felt the stares of the men that lingered outside. She looked up and down the street but again did not see Mick. She cringed as she looked at the time on her iPhone. She had to get to the school for her children and slowly started to drive home but not before crisscrossing the streets near the facility. As she slowly navigated the streets she kept looking for the vagrant but he wasn’t to be seen. She had no idea what she would do if she found him with not much time.

His name echoed in her sex starved mind, “Mick” she softly spoke to herself. She didn’t know why but it furthered her infatuation that she knew his name. She drove by the parking garage where she met him but the sign out front said it was “full”. Her jaw clenched in frustration and circled the blocks that were filled with business men and women going about their daily routines. Katie knew she used to be like each of them and focused only on her work and not fulfilling the wants and desires her body craved. She glanced again at the clock and knew she had to get to the school to pick up her children.

Reluctantly she drove towards the school as her body tingled at the disgusting thoughts that filled her mind. Ever since Tommy told her he didn’t want her to call or text, Katie felt rejected. She thought she could still smell the teen in her SUV as she glanced towards the back where he had his way with her but, ultimately, it was more or less a pity fuck. She, of all people didn’t need a pity fuck, especially from a high school student. She was appalled that he even mentioned that he met her again because he thought she was desperate. She knew that she was desired by many men and the naive high school student’s opinion meant nothing to her.

Mrs. Jackson picked up her children from school and the mundane repetitive process continued in her life. She would drive her children to whatever practice they had, made dinner, helped them with their homework, cleaned up and then prepared for the next day. She couldn’t wait for her husband to return home permanently. She hated it but started to think of herself as a single mother and it scared her to imagine life without her husband. It seemed more and more she was living a double life. She had the perfect persona of a loving wife and mother. A successful professional who left a financial career for the glitz and glam of being a beauty queen and a trophy wife. The other life was filled with sex and debauchery behind her family and friend’s backs. She couldn’t help but think she was living a dangerous life that could fall apart at any second but her body couldn’t stop her.

She knew her husband would return home soon enough after working with Allan in England and her life would return to normal. He could help out with the kids and their daily life plus he could fulfill the needs that had awakened in her body. But he wasn’t home and even while on her period, which usually calmed her body, she had an overwhelming desire to suck cock. She needed her mouth to be used like it was in Wichita when she visited the gloryhole.

At the day’s end the sexy woman crawled into her bed as she used Google to search Mick Emerson. A few news articles appeared that reported his arrest for public indecency. Another link took her to the sex offender registry. He was on the lifetime list for sex offenses. The reports lacked the details that she wanted as she was frantically looking for information about what he had done. Eventually she slid the laptop over to Fred’s side of the bed as she fell asleep.

The next day was the same as the previous days. She woke up and readied her children for school, worked out and answered her emails. She did some charity work over the phone as part of her obligations for Mrs. America. She met with her girlfriends for lunch as she desperately fought her inner feelings to tell them about her newest television opportunity. Maybe it was the mundane and boring life that caused her body to revolt against the morals inside of her and focus on sex. Even while sitting with her friends she knew she would rather be chatting with a random stranger on Storiesonline as she would describe in detail what she would do to him. She wished they could still watch her on cam or she would watch him stroke his cock while she begged for his cum.

She picked up her children as usual and returned and quickly made them dinner. She had a meeting with MADD in the evening and the thoughts of what happened the last time she met with the group.

Mrs. Lee stopped over to babysit again and Mrs. Jackson couldn’t thank her enough. She had been a rock for her while Fred was away and wouldn’t know what to do if she didn’t have such helpful neighbors. Katie assured her she wouldn’t be late and drove back into downtown Kansas City for the meeting. Her mind however wasn’t focused on the meeting but on what she might find across the street in her preferred parking space.

Katie slowly pulled the bright white Escalade in the parking garage. Her stomach was in knots. The last time she was here she found Mick jerking his prick and ultimately ended up being fucked by the dirty man. She couldn’t explain why she spent hours driving the downtown area looking for him. She couldn’t fathom why her body yearned for his thick disgusting prick.

Katie turned up the ramps until she was on the fourth floor. She passed by numerous open stalls including some on the ground level. She parked and sat for a moment as she stared at the stairwell door. She hoped what she would find in the stairwell. She breathed deep as she walked across the concrete floor. Her high heeled shoes clicked loudly with every step. Her ass felt on fire in her black slacks which was accentuated by her heels. She felt her nipples growing harder behind her white blouse but was covered by her suit jacket. For anyone seeing the woman walking away from the SUV they would immediately suspect she was a professional business woman but on her inside she was a cock junkie looking for her next fix.

Her hand took a hold of the handle and paused. Her body tingled with excitement as she opened the door. She walked in hoping to see Mick but she only found an empty beer can on it’s side along with the stench of alcohol and car exhaust mixed with urine. She couldn’t tell if she was relieved or disappointed.

She walked down the stairwell and never saw a single soul. She crossed the street and walked into the board room as she was greeted by her friends and fellow volunteers. During the meeting she kept glancing at the roadway hoping to see the vagrant walk into the garage.

Mrs. Jackson didn’t pay attention at all during their discussion and couldn’t say what they even talked about as her mind focused on Mick. She bit her bottom lip as she recalled tasting his cum mixed with her juices as she drove home after he fucked her. He had cum so much that it seeped from her used cunt all night long. Her mind was filled with images of him filling her mouth with his copious amounts of semen.

Finally the meeting was over and Katie hoped Mick had entered through a backdoor in the garage. Her heels clicked as she walked up each flight of stairs only to find that each floor was exactly as it was earlier. She even continued up to the fifth floor and only found a few paper cups that were blowing from the broken window of the door.

Katie turned and walked back down to the fourth floor and towards her Escalade. She sat in the SUV as she looked around as if she willed him to suddenly come around the corner. Katie started the SUV and slowly began driving towards the exit. She drove slowly hoping that around each corner she would see him. She couldn’t explain her desires. “Just go home,” she moaned to herself, “Just. Go. Home.”

Oddly she tried to justify her infatuation with the homeless man. She figured nobody would believe him if he ever told anyone that she sucked and fucked him in a parking garage stairwell. She doubted he would even know she was the current Mrs. America. If he did say anything people would think he was just fantasizing or hallucinating from the alcohol or the drugs, which she was sure he had taken in his life. Even the manager at the City Mission alluded to the fact he had mental issues. It should have made her weary of finding him but it only increased her cravings.

She pulled out on the street but didn’t turn towards the Interstate. Katie was desperate for his thick cock. Slowly she turned corner after corner as she cruised up and down the downtown streets of Kansas City.

She stopped for a stop sign and glanced at her clock. It was getting late. She would have to get home and allow her neighbor to spend time with her family instead of watching her children while she looked for a cock to suck.

Katie glanced again out the window towards the high rise buildings. She couldn’t believe she used to be in the corporate world but now she was out looking for the thick cocked vagrant, “Just go home,” she spoke again to nobody.

Out of the corner of her eye she watched a man as he stumbled down the sidewalk and paused near a garbage can near the corner of 10th and McGee. Katie’s stomach lifted in her body as she turned and pulled alongside the man. Her body turned cold. It was him. Her lips tingled. Her tongue licked them softly as she rolled down her window as he moved bags in the can, “Hey!” she hollered out the window but he ignored her, “Hey!” she said again a bit louder.

The dirty homeless man didn’t even turn as he mumbled, “I’m just tryin’ to find somethin’ to eat.”

“Mick!” yelled Katie.

The man paused and turned his head towards the sexy woman in the snow white Escalade that ideled next to him, “What do ya want?” He squinted and smirked, “Oh hey there!”

He turned his body and shuffled his feet towards the passenger door’s open window. The vagrant had a blue t-shirt that hung off his body with a sweat top that was open. His jeans tattered and held up with a piece of rope as a belt. His boots had holes in them. Katie immediately smelled his intense unclean odor. Her mouth filled with saliva and was at a loss of words.

“Did ya need somethin’?” Mick mumbled.

Katie squirmed in her seat. Suddenly she was at a loss for words. Even with him standing outside of her car she smelled his intense body odor, tobacco and liquor. “Uhmmm,” she softly said, “If you are hungry I can buy you something.”

“I’d take a bottle,” he wiped his chin, “If you are offerin’.” He pulled up on the door handle but it was locked.

Katie’s finger shook as she reached over as she stared at the door lock button near her armrest. Her soul was conflicted. She could leave it locked and just drive away or she could unlock it and allow her desires to be fulfilled. She glanced back over at Mick’s dirty face and back to the button. After a few seconds she took a deep breath and pressed it firmly as the click of the door was unlocked as she nodded her head towards the passenger seat.

Mick lifted the handle again as the door opened and the bum climbed into the expensive SUV. He shifted around in the seat as his head spun in all directions. He had never been in a car this nice in his entire life. He inhaled deeply the scent of the pretty lady next to him. She smelled of flowers that emitted from her perfume. The vagrant thought he had dreamed of fucking the sexy serving lady from the Mission when he woke the next day in the stairwell. But here she was again sitting next to him offering to buy him a bottle. His cock immediately swelled. He felt any of the women leaving their offices were sexy. He used their mental images as he stroked his prick multiple times a day.

Katie’s nose scrunched at the scent on him but her body melted into her seat. She didn’t care what he smelled like as her mouth began to salivate. She knew that she was going to get what she wanted.

Mick pointed down the street, “If you serious you can buy me a bottle up the street.” His hand immediately went to his crotch and he didn’t hide what he was doing. He rubbed it up and down and side to side over his filthy pants as the sexy woman pulled away from the curb.

Katie drove down north on McGee as her eyes kept glancing at the crotch of the dirty vagrant that sat next to her. His body odor was atrocious but her mouth craved what was in his pants. She couldn’t, for the life of her, suppress what she wanted to do to the troubled homeless man. Her hands trembled as she watched out of the corner of her eye as he rubbed his crotch.

Katie was familiar with one of the few stores that would sell alcohol. The Grand Slam Liquor and Convenience Store was on the north side of the financial district. She used to buy gas years ago when she worked downtown and was a manager at the Bank of America. It seemed so long ago that she was respected among the Board of Directors and her fellow employees. Now she was nothing but a married beauty pageant cock slut. She turned left onto Admiral and then right onto Grand Blvd. A few seconds later she pulled into the lot and parked in a stall near the front doors.

The homeless man’s eyes hadn’t left her body as he stared blankly at her as he rubbed his cock. He just wanted her to buy him a bottle and he would run around the corner and jerk off. He didn’t care if he was caught by the cops again.

She turned and grabbed her purse from the backseat. She felt the stare from Mick as her chest bumped into his arm. Her breasts were hard. Her nipples were already engorged with excitement. She smiled at him as she turned and grabbed the handle and climbed out of the SUV as Mick followed. She walked in front of him and felt he watched every move she made. Her tight slacks molded around her ass. Her heels clicked across the parking lot. She felt he was right behind her as she came up the door when he suddenly pressed his body into hers. Katie’s knees weekend as she felt his hard bulge in the front of his slacks pressed against her ass. She paused briefly as her body weakened upon feeling his thick harness. She pressed back slightly into his groin.

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