Larry sat in the darkened auditorium waiting for Marta to join him. He smiled happily. Everything was going just as he planned it. Tonight was the night he was going to suggest getting together after rehearsal for a little talk with Marta. Jill hadn't even seemed upset when he told her clit he would be late getting home from rehearsal. She had been in a good mood all during dinner and she hadn't batted an eyelash when he told her that he would get home late. She said that she was going to watch a movie on TV and then go to bed early.
Everything was working out just perfectly for him. With any luck they could get out of here early and then he could try to get into a little action with Marta. The way she had acted earlier, squeezing his arm intimately and whispering in his ear, he was pretty sure that she wouldn't say no to his plans. She was probably getting lonesome with her husband gone so long, anyway.
Less than an hour later, Larry found himself sitting on Marta's couch, sipping a drink. He was waiting for her to slip into something more comfortable.
He lit a cigarette and leaned back contentedly. He just couldn't believe how well everything had gone. He hadn't even had to suggest that they go out for a drink. Marta had invited him to her apartment before he'd even had the chance to say anything. He smiled expectantly. Jill didn't expect him home until late and after he and Marta had a couple of drinks, he was sure that he could persuade her to do a lot more than just discuss the play. He closed his eyes and imagined all the exciting thing he and Marta could do.
Marta slipped out of her jeans and top. She stood in the middle of the bedroom floor with nothing on except a lacy pair of bikini panties. She gazed at herself in the mirror. Then she wondered what Larry would do if she pranced right out in the living room like that.
She chuckled softly and searched through her closet for a robe. If she appeared in nothing but a pair of panties Larry would probably faint.
Marta was pretty sure that Larry had never cheated on Jill. He really seemed to be kind of a straight guy. She had asked a few questions about him at school and everyone gave her the impression that Larry was Mr. Nice Guy.
She slipped into a sheer caftan that left very little to the imagination. Larry would have to be a regular monk to resist her in something that sexy!
She walked over to the dresser and ran a comb through her long, red hair. The light coming from behind her made the caftan almost invisible. You could see every lush curve right through the sheer fabric.
She left a small lamp on in the bedroom and stood in the doorway. She knew the light would shine right through her caftan. "Are you comfortable, Larry?" she asked huskily.
Larry looked up. His breath caught in his throat and he couldn't answer. Every line of Marta's magnificent figure a exposed with the light shining through her gown like that. He stared at her for a long moment and then nodded his head and cleared his throat at the same time.
"Uh… you look a lot more… er… comfortable," he managed.
Marta laughed huskily. She walked slowly across the room and sat on the couch next to him. Her body jiggled delightfully as she squirmed to get comfortable.
Larry could smell the sweetness of her perfume and having her sitting so close to him drove every thought out of his head. Her body was so warm that he could feel the heat of it even though she wasn't actually touching him.
"Uh… let me mix you a drink!" he gulped, rising so swiftly that he knocked his own drink over. He stared at the wet spot on the rug with dismay.
Marta glanced down at the rug and then she laughed softly. "Oh, don't worry about this old rug, Larry," she said. She let a little smile play over her face. She was secretly glad that Larry had spilled the drink. If he was that unnerved by her appearance in the caftan, seducing him was going to be a snap. She decided to keep him off his guard. That way she could be in control of the whole situation. She was pretty sure that she could get Larry to do anything she wanted.
"My goodness, Larry," she teased. "I didn't realize that my outfit would cause such a sensation. You haven't stopped staring at me since I came through the bedroom door!"
"Uh… well… it's pretty sheer Marta," Larry gulped. "I mean… you can see right through it!"
"What's the matter? Don't you like what you see?"
"Uh… sure! Sure I do! It just took me by surprise, that's all. I mean… I didn't think…"
Larry's voice tailed off in embarrassment. He didn't know if Marta was playing games with him or not. He wanted to reach out and grab one of her beautiful, jiggling boobs and feel the softness, but he didn't quite dare. Perhaps Marta didn't really know what effect she had on him. Maybe she was just teasing and she'd get mad if he actually did anything.
Larry was really confused. He didn't quite know what to do next.
"Goodness Larry," Marta sighed. "I didn't mean to embarrass you. I was very pleased that you stared at my titties. Would you like to touch them too?"
Larry almost bit off his tongue in excitement. He had never dreamed that she would say anything wild.
"Sure!" he gasped. "Of course I would! What man wouldn't?"
"Well, go right ahead, honey," Marta crooned. "Play with my titties and get them nice and hard."
Larry reached out with both hands. He grabbed giant fistfuls of smooth, hot tit-flesh and squeezed. "God! Your boobs are fantastic!" he breathed.
Mafia threw her head back and let him squeeze and touch her tits right through the thin fabric. She began to get hot and horny. Her pussy twitched lustily as his fingers plucked at her nipples.
"Wait," she moaned. "Let me take this off. I want to feel your fingers on my skin."
She stood up and let the caftan fall to the floor. Her tits quivered like to ripe melons. Her nipples were hard and painted and they jabbed out at the air. She saw his eyes move over her naked body and her pussy started creaming.
Larry was in shock. Marta was so sexy and so beautiful that she took his breath away. His hard prick jerked alarmingly.
"Why don't you get out of those clothes," she suggested. "I don't think you're going to need them in a couple of minutes."
Larry just couldn't believe that this was actually happening to him. He had dreamed about it for so long that the actual happening was just too much. He thought of sliding his hard prick into her hot pussy and it was just too much far his mind to take. He groaned in ecstatic delirium and felt his hard cock explode in the front of his pants.
Marta heard his anguished groan and looked down. She took in the situation at a glance. She had played her part as a seductress a little too well – Larry had come in his pants.
"Oh, Jesus Marta! I'm sorry!" Larry mumbled, flushing beet-red. "I haven't done that since I was a kid! Jesus!"
Marta giggled. "Well, at least I know I turned you on," she gasped. "I think we'd better do something about cleaning up your clothes before you go home. Why don't you just slip out of them and I'll put them in the washer?"
Larry nodded in misery. "Yeah, I guess that would be a good idea," he replied, struggling to rid himself of his pants and shorts. He looked so embarrassed and miserable that Marta couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She decided that she would get him to relax and then she'd give him some lessons in holding out and not coming so quickly.
"Why don't you go in the bathroom and get cleaned up," she said, taking his clothes and heading for the washer. "I'll bet you ten bucks that I can get you hard again in a couple of minutes."
Larry stopped in his tracks. He looked utterly amazed. "You mean you'd still like to do it, after what I did?" he asked incredulously.
"Sure," Marta giggled. "I'll give you some lessons on how to hold off when you feel like coming too quick."
Larry grinned in anticipation as the bathroom door closed behind him. Maybe he hadn't blown it after all.
Larry came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He didn't want Marta to see him until he had a hard-on again. He knew his cock was nice and big when it was hard, but when it was limp he always felt like it was tiny.
Larry had never tried to come more than once in a night and he wasn't sure that he could do it, but Marta sounded confident when she said that she'd have him hard in no time.
Marta laughed when she saw the towel. "You'd better get rid of that," she teased. "I don't know how I'm supposed to suck your cock with a towel covering it up."
"What?" Larry croaked. He was sure that he must have heard her wrong. It sounded like she said she was going to suck his cock.
Marta laughed again at Larry's expression.
"What's the matter?" she asked. "Doesn't your wife ever suck your cock?"
"Uh… no! Jill would never do THAT!" Larry gasped. He stared at Marta's face. He wondered if she was kidding or not. He just couldn't believe that she was serious about sucking his cock.
"Come here Larry," Marta commanded, smiling. "You're acting like you've never had your cock sucked in your whole life," she giggled softly. "Now don't tell me that you don't like it! I've never heard of a man yet who didn't like getting his prick sucked!"
"Uh… I wouldn't know," Larry mumbled. "I never had anybody do that to me."
Marta stopped giggling. She stared at his intently. "You're not kidding!" she exclaimed.
"You're really serious, aren't you?"
Larry nodded. Then his eyes lit up. "Were you really going to do it Marta? I mean… were you really going to suck my cock?"
"Sure!" Marta answered. She patted the couch beside her. "You just come on over here and I'll show you how it feels. I'll bet you absolutely love it!"
Larry walked nervously to the couch and sat down. The towel was still around his waist.
"First we get rid of the towel," Marta giggled, pulling it away in a swift motion, "and then we just lean over like this and have some fun."
She sucked his stiff-soft cock into her mouth greedily. She drew in on it until it was buried in her throat. Then she sucked and slurped noisily.
Larry's cock jerked wildly. He felt like he was being sucked into a hot, wet vacuum cleaner. His whole body twitched as her tongue licked across the head of his cock, pushing against it wetly.
Then Larry felt something else happen. His cock jerked into instant life. It lengthened, and grew hard and throbbed. It stretched hugely, filling up Marta's sucking throat.
Larry thought that Marta would surely choke on his cock but she seemed to delight in his stiff length. She slurped and sucked, swirling her tongue around his throbbing cockhead until he was afraid that he was going to come again, right there in her blazing mouth.
He managed to jerk his cock back and it popped out of her mouth with a loud slurp.
"Marta! Jesus Christ! I feel like I'm going to come again!" he gasped hornily.
Marta smiled at him and brushed her lips lightly over the tip of his prick. "Good for you," she praised him. "Now if you pull it away every time you feel like you've just got to come, you'll stay hard longer."
"I'll… I'll try," Larry promised, vowing to last a long, longtime.
"Just remember to pull out in time and you can enjoy it for a long time instead of just seconds," she cautioned. Then she grasped his cock in her hand and bent down again.
Her wet, hot tongue flicked out and licked eagerly at his swollen cockhead. It sent little ripple, of excitement rushing through his body.
Larry concentrated on the sensation, fighting to keep from coming. He felt her hot tongue tip dart in his creaming glanshole and lap up the prick juice that was drooling out. She reamed it out with her tongue and smacked her lips over the taste of his cockcream.
"Ooooooooooh," Larry moaned. "Oooooooh, Marta! That feels so good!"
Marta's naughty tongue circled around and around his bloated cockhead, sucking him deeper and deeper into her hot, wet mouth. She didn't stop sacking until he was buried in her slick, tight throat again, jammed in all the way up to his balls.
Larry moaned again as Marta licked faster. She slurped and smacked wildly. He could hear her gulping and slurping noises as she gobbled his hard throbbing cock.
The noises she was making were almost too much for Larry to bear. He was getting inaudibly horny. He hated himself to hold out though. He wanted her to suck forever so the delicious sensations would go on and on and on.
Larry tried to keep from shooting. He thought of Jill and for a moment he wondered whether he could teach her to do these delicious things to him. Then he almost laughed right out loud at the idea. Jill would never do anything like this. She was much too proper to even play with him unless he asked her to. He wondered what she would do if he asked her to suck his cock. She would probably slap him across the face and move into the guest bedroom.
Marta would have smiled if she hadn't had her mouth full of Larry's delicious cock. She was really pleased with him. He was holding out just fine. She had been licking and sucking on his cock for the last five minutes and he hadn't had to push her away at all. She decided to reward him for doing so well.
She let his cock pop out of her mouth. "You've done so well holding out that I think I'll let you come in my mouth, just to see what it feels like," she said. "Would you like to do that?"
"Uh… sure! But that won't be much fun for you, will it? I mean… you can't really enjoy yourself that way, can you?"
"Of course I can, silly!" Marta giggled. "I just love the taste of cum and I didn't get nearly enough just sucking you before. You can come in my mouth and then you can eat me until I get off."
She lowered her mouth to his cock again before he could ask her what she meant by eating her. The hot, wetness of her lips and tongue drove all other thoughts out of his mind.
Larry could hardly believe that all this was happening to him. He had never felt this horny before. Maybe there was really something to this holding off business he had been mining.
He felt her hair brush across his pulsing nutsacs, tickling them lightly. His almost-bursting cock began to throb wildly and he knew that he was about to come. He was almost ready to shoot his hot cum into her smooth, slick throat.
Marta nipped his cock lightly with her teeth, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to make his cock buck with ecstasy. Then she sucked hard, trying to swallow his stiff, bursting cock. She squeezed her lips around his huge, throbbing prick and pulled her head up and down. He felt like he was being sucked into a whirlpool of passion.
Larry gave a mighty groan as his cock bucked wildly. He was almost coming… almost there. Then he was yelling hoarsely, jerking and spurting his hot cockjuice all the way down her burning sucking throat, filling it up with his blasting sperm.
"Yaaaaaaaaa!" he screamed as spurt after spurt of hot cockcream jetted out of his rigid cock. He felt like gallons of the stuff was blasting out of his prick.
Maria swallowed eagerly, not missing a drop of his cum. She sucked and slurped every last drop of sperm from his pulsing cock and then she sighed in satisfaction.
She sat up smiling, licking her lips with the tip of her naughty pink tongue. "Well, how did you like that?" she asked, grinning.
Larry was still too breathless to answer. He just gave her a weak grin and a moan of satisfaction.
"Just catch your breath honey, and I'll show you some more fun we can have," Marta giggled. "You're not going to believe what I'm going to teach you next!"
Larry laughed softly. "I don't even believe this happened," he muttered contentedly.