Chapter 15: An Old Whore's Heart Warming

As promised Mary set up a date for Joe to visit Marcie. Everything good about his date with Marianne vanished in Marcie's presence.

"Why aren't you getting naked honey?" she asked when she peeled off her clingy cotton dress revealing her saggy forty year old body. Slim, her fake tits defied gravity. The old whore's face looked skeletal fighting age's loss of metabolism. Her butt sagged and her flesh lost resilience over the years. Her broad face still looked beautiful in its perfect symmetry. It just looked somewhat preserved. Her smile seemed real and her twinkling eyes remained. She knew her business better than anyone. She created no illusions. Joe visited her to ejaculate. Her comfort and confidence kept her eyes and smile alive.

Lying back naked on the clean new hotel bed, Joe remained limp. Her hands drenched his meat in lubricant. "What do you do Joe? Do you live here?"

"I'm a lawyer. Yes I do."

"I bet you're a good one too."

"Well, I'm just starting but..."

Her hands expertly generated friction to lift his penis to respectable heights.

"Maybe, but I can see you're an intelligent man."

Once firm enough, she rolled on a condom from nowhere and proceeded to give his cock a warm bath full of magical pressures, masterful felatio.

"Good, hunh?" she said between lip locks. Joe could only nod. Despite her expertise, Joe held back. "Should I climb on?" she asked smiling up at him.

"Okay," groaned Joe. Riding his cock and pretending enjoyment, her inner muscles worked him as well as her mouth had. Her breasts bounced and he reached for one to enjoy.

"Want a taste?" she purred. He nodded and she bent enough to bring the stiff breast close. He fondled a nipple gently while sucking the other one. "Oh Joe, just right!" she murmured. "You have skill."

Her ride quickened and their conjunction moistened. She began finding pleasure with the handsome young man. They sustained the fuck for several minutes. The excitement took a toll on her steady movement, becoming wilder and uneven. The length of time took a toll on her strength.

"Doggy style?" asked Joe.

"Whatever you want honey," she said.

As soon as she got into position he thrust deep and continued thrusting. His balls slapped against her clit while his pelvis punished her loose butt flesh, creating ripples. He reached around and stroked nipples and clit.

"Oh fuck!" moaned Marcie, stiffening and letting loose a flow of cum over his balls, He stayed deep and enjoyed the orgasmic motions playing along the shaft and let them push him over. Despite the businesslike coldness, his ejaculation shook him. It felt as good as most he'd had. But cuddling afterwards felt like a letdown.

"Thank you Marcie."

"Thank you Joe. That was a first in awhile," she hummed, kissing his cheek as she lay in his arms.

"You actually came, didn't you?" he remarked with a pinch of pride.

"Don't let it go to your head," she chuckled. "How do you know Mary?"

"I'm in love with her roommate. Actually I guess I'm love with her too."

"I thought she only liked girls?"

"When Marta and I share her..."

"Of course. That's wonderful. Mary always wanted Marta. You're quite the stud."

Joe chuckled. "What?" asked Marcie.

"I've always been a wallflower."

"I'm sure Marta doesn't regret plucking you off the wall. She's a lucky girl."

"The moment our eyes met, whatever it was, fear, self doubt vanished."

"Why would you doubt yourself? You're handsome and smart."

"I don't know. I just felt like a geek in the presence of women, especially beautiful women."

"You're not. You're a lover and a gentleman."

"I'd get tongue tied and clumsy."

"Waiting for the right woman to stumble into."

"Maybe, but I never stumbled with her."

"Maybe she's a succubus."

"If true, I'd willingly give my soul to her," said Joe.

"So you've got Marta and Mary..."

" ... and Marianne."

"Jesus. So why exactly are you here? I have middle aged men and excitable boys and the occasional gentleman with a seven year itch. Not a young attractive man with three lovers."