A Friends Sexual Journey
My Big Mature Tits
Life Before My Sexual Freedom
I was born on August 31, 1950 in South Georgia (US). My c***dhood was not fun because of an abusive, self-righteous, hypocritical preacher father. I married young, 18, to get away from him and moved to north Florida where I live to this day. I was relatively happy in my first 10 years of marriage even though my first husband was only marginally better to me than my father – it seemed at the time much better. My son, Jake, came along when I was 21. My daughter, Michelle, when I was 25. By the time I was 30 I had come to realize what a jerk my first husband was: reclusive, self-pitying, arrogant, and very jealous. But I loved my k**s so much – I swore I would stay married until Michelle reached 18; and I did, then left a few week after that and got a divorce. I did get a hysterectomy to make sure no more k**s were on the way.
I fully admit to being a sexually promiscuous, flirtatious, slut in my 7+ years of being single. Physically, I had developed late in life, blossoming from an A cup to a D cup bra between the ages of 18 and 20 without gaining hardly any weight. By my mid 30’s (when this sex story really starts, unbeknownst to me at the time) I weighed only 115 pounds and sported DD tits. By my single years, I still weighed only 125 pounds (at 5 feet 4 inches tall) and yet carried around natural DDD tits. And, God, did I use them in my single days. I was also athletic; being an avid tennis player and bicyclist kept my legs and ass in great shape. So when I went out on cougar prowls with my short skirts, high heels, and low, tight tops, I had no problem picking up guys.
My promiscuity caught up with me, though, after some 7 years of being single when I was gang ****d. In order to save face, I turned the **** into a gang bang and pretended to enjoy it. Afterwards, though, I was very depressed. But, within, a couple of months, I found my savior one night on the tennis court when a handsome man, 9 years younger than me, walked out to be my partner in a mixed doubles tennis league. He name was Daniel and he was sweet and witty, and intelligent – a college professor. Within a few weeks, I wanted him as a serious, monogamous, lover. I used my body to get him (and his big cock I found out!) then found he was as interested in me as he was in my body. Within a year we were married and have been happily so ever since.
Daniel, though, is not your average husband. He was always fond of showing me off and would get very horny when he watched guys ogle me. He eventually told me how much he enjoyed knowing guys were looking at me and wanting me and he talked me into being a webcam girl. I have to admit, the first few times a guy came into my video chat and paid to watch me take off my clothes and play with my big tits and soaking pussy, I came very hard and very fast. I enjoyed camming (I used ifriends; it was the biggest show at the time) for maybe a year, but I hated the sometimes ferocious attacks the competing girls threw at each other, so I quit.
A few years after that, 2009 to be exact and me at age 59, Daniel came to me with another confession. He was beyond guys watching me, he wanted to watch me have sex with other guys – in essence saying he was a complete cuckold. Once I was sure of his sincerity, I jumped at the chance to fuck other men. And, indeed, after I did, Daniel was as happy and as sexually satisfied as I had ever known him, watching and wanking as I fucked other guy, either live or on video.
And thus, my sexual freedom started.
A couple of last things to add because it will come up on this page and in this blog. These days, with my age and a few injuries/surgeries slowing down my physical strength, I have grown to where my weight varies between 135 and 145 pounds and my boobs between a G cup and an H cup. Also, while raising my k**s, I managed to get a college degree in accounting and spent some 20 years working in the accounting department of a hospital. I quit the hospital when I began making even more money doing porn – but that is another story.
My Sexual Journey
Just a couple of weeks after Daniel asked me to find some other lovers so he could watch, I made my first score. It was by accident at a bar in a nearby hotel. I was having drinks with my best gf, Gina, when I noticed this nice-looking man sitting alone, nursing a drink, and watching my tits. When Gina was leaving, I excused myself to go to the ladies room where I removed my bra and re-entered the bar and introduced myself to the guy, Tim was his name (and he remains a member of my inner sex circle to this day). He ended up walking me to my car when I offered him my tits. He ended up enjoying them in a dark corner of the outdoor swimming pool away from any cameras. Before we left the bar, I had noticed a group of three men also watching my tits, and one in particular. When Tim and I were done, I led him back through the bar just so those guys could see how disheveled I was and how stretched and torn my top was.
Daniel went crazy with desire when I told him what happened and fucked me good, saying he hoped I would do it more. And I did, the next night, giving my tits to Tim that night in his hotel room, and again showing off to the three other guys as I walked through the bar. The third night, I suggested to Tim we invite the three into his room so I could show them my boobs – and I did. The fourth night, Tim had go back to Texas (he has since moved to north Florida) and when I met those three guys at the bar, they invited me back to one of their rooms, but, unlike Tim with whom I had only had boob sex, they pulled out their cocks and I blew them. One of them, the one seemed most interested in me, had a cock even bigger than Daniel’s whose was the biggest I had ever had to that point; Daniel is 8 inches long and 7 inches in girth but this guy is over 9 inches long and a little bit thicker. His name is Harry and he became very important to my sexual journey as I will explain shortly.
Even with Harry and his two friends, the most Daniel had gotten was the stories, a live phone call during the action with Harry, and a few cell phone pictures of me having sex with other guys. Soon, though, he finally got a live show. Due to a shoulder injury, I was winding down my tennis playing, but there was this young guy on my mixed doubles team, Zack, who I caught several times eyeing me lustfully. One night he and I stayed and talked until we were the last at the tennis park. I sat in his car with him and exposed my tits to him. As he fondled them, I told him about Daniel and how he wanted to watch me fuck another guy and how I wanted Zack, all 29 years old of him, to be the first. The next night, he was.
The sexual tension in the air when he arrived at our house and he, Daniel and I talked a bit before the action! Soon, I led him upstairs to our bedroom where Daniel had his video camera set up and his still camera ready. And Zack and I fucked – and it was wonderful.
And I was hooked.
And the hupersexuality (nymphomania) was underway.
All the above happened in November 2009. In mid-December of that year, Harry and Daniel arranged for my first gang bang. Harry and six of his friends fucked me in a hotel room in front of Daniel. It lasted for hours as I didn’t want it to end. God, I LOVED it! During the Super Bowl of 2010, Harry arranged an 11 guy gang bang for me. I wanted more. But of those 11 guys, a fuck club formed: the WFMC or the ‘We’ve Fucked Marti Club’.
Let me back up to make an important point. Zack was the only guy I fucked that did not have a STD test prior. I took a dumb chance on Zack and it was fine. Harry and those 6 other guys all had been tested as had all the guys the night of the Super Bowl. And to this day I don’t allow anyone in my pussy or ass without a recent, clean STD test. But I’ll let anybody play with my tits, give anybody a hand job or a titty fuck, or usually even a blow job without a test.
The WFMC grew rapidly as those 11 guys invited their (tested) friends to join, and those friends invited others. By summer, 2010, the WFMC had nearly 200 members, and me. At its peak, I had gang bangs with 40 or 50 guys at times!
But back to Harry. Purely by chance, Harry had connections to the south Florida porn industry. He suggested that, between my tits, legs, ass, and my eagerness to please that I would make a great porn star, even at my age! He said all I needed was some training. Seems Harry was trying to back into the industry. He was once a porn stud and, though still tall, fit, and attractive at 44, was more suited as an agent, talent scout, and “trainer.” He wanted to train me to deep throat and take anal – the latter of which I was not into at all. I eagerly agreed and the deep throat lessons started. I remember the first night’s lesson when he sat me on the floor, my back to a bed, my hands tied to the feet of the bed. He mounted my face and roughly deep throated me for hours. I was so covered in gagged up phlegm I was unrecognizable. But I LOVED it and was sad when it was over.
After a couple of months, I could take Harry’s big cock to the balls in my throat without the least gag. He then invited some of his porn buddies with even bigger cocks to give my throat a try, and within a month, I could handle them, too!
Then came the anal lessons. I hated anal at the time because my ex, who had a tiny cock, could only be satisfied with anal and he forced it on me. Harry insisted I could only be a successful porn star if I enjoyed anal. The first test is as vivid as the first deep throat test. Harry and three of his big-dicked friends got together to give me my first lesson. Two of the held my legs back behind my head, my pussy and ass spread wide. Harry dipped his big cock in my super wet pussy (more on that later) and slowly put his cock up my ass until his balls touched me. It hurt like hell, but in a wonderful way. They took turns with me that night, all going to the balls, slowly but deliberately. Unlike deep throat, I learned to take deep anal and enjoy it much more quickly. Within a month, they could pound my ass mercilessly, to my enjoyment as much as theirs.
There was one other thing Harry insisted I learn and that is how to swallow large amounts of cum; but, he said, I would have to do that on my own. He warned me to go slow, that swallowing too much cum to quickly would make me violently ill and make me want to stop. Now, I had been used to swallowing Daniel’s loads when I blew him, so it wasn’t a bad start. I had Harry and Daniel and Zack and a few others save their cum when they wanked so I could have it to build up my proclivity to accept it. I worked at it for six months and finally got to the point where I can drink cum as easily as I can drink milk, downing a pint at a time with no ill effects. (NOTE: I ALWAYS WARN PEOPLE HERE. CUM DIGESTS VERY SLOWLY BECAUSE OF ITS pH AND VISCOSITY AND PROTEIN CONTENT AND CAN STAY IN THE STOMACH AND FERMENT IF THE STOMACH ISN’T TRAINED LIKE MINE. IF THAT HAPPENS, ONE WILL BECOME VIOLENTLY ILL – SO BE CAREFUL!)
As my training ended, Harry introduced me to a couple of porn producers who were planning a series of porn movies whose star would be a large breasted mature woman. I won the part and made quite a number of porn movies for a private sex club. But, again, that is another story.
It was also in the summer of 2010 when a couple of other things happened that became important to my sex journey. The first was the establishment of a second sex club with me as the star. A wealthy retired physician neighbor of mine – I have always just called him Doc – joined the WFMC but also introduced me into his own small paraphilia sex club: a group of other doctors who were all Voyeurs. Until they had met me, they paid couples to perform for them as they watched and filmed. I did it for free. The Voyeurs began to grow as the WFMC began to dwindle. Doc and his friends invested heavily in their club in the finest video equipment, lighting, monitors, and computer systems. They invited others to join – for a substantial initiation fee – and a real sex group arose. This became my main sex club and went from 4 guys watching my strip or fuck to some 40 guys who would join into the sex – though Doc remained the only true Voyeur.
Things really changed when the Voyeurs allowed two women into the group. One of them, Lacy, became one of my two best girlfriends – and she introduced me to the joys of lesbian sex, making me a true bisexual – though I have a preference for cock, to be sure. Along with the first night with Tim, the first night with Zack, the first deep throat with Harry, and the first anal with Harry and his friends, the first time Lacy touched me was magical. To this day, she is the best kisser I’ve ever known. God, did she make me cum quickly, easily, and over and over.
Eventually, Harry and Lacy got to know each other and, surprisingly, got married. Even now, their favorite way to have sex is with me in the middle of them. What an honor!
In the fall of 2010, something magical occurred. The WFMC was winding down in favor of the Voyeurs when I ran into a WFMC member at the grocery store. This guy, Olaf, was your average guy, a bit overweight, too hairy for my taste, with a smaller than average cock – but he was a nice guy. He invited me home to his modest house and I went. When we got there, he told me he wanted to role play as a c***d suckling my breasts. I agreed and so he did that for two straight hours and with an incredible intensity and appreciation. Towards the end of those two hours, my boobs began to feel tight, and larger and my nipples looked to be darker and bigger. Suddenly, I began to lactate, generously, from both nipples!
After thanking Olaf profusely, I practically ran to Doc’s house and told him. He soon arranged for a test to see if I could regularly be made to have induced lactation. So he had 6 Voyeurs – including Harry and Lacy – give me extreme breast and nipple stimulation. Two of them held a tit, two of them kneaded a tit, and two of them used them wonderful Teflon forceps to masturbate my nipples. It took maybe 40 minutes of work, but eventually my nipples practically exploded with milk. That is how induced lactation started with me: I can do it, but it isn’t easy.
Remember that private club I mentioned that owns the rights to my porn videos, they wanted to increase my sexual skills even more and put me in touch with a well-known sexologist – a physician who specializes in human sexuality, a Dr. Li. This goes back to the super wet pussy I mentioned earlier. It is one of the consistent stories I hear from my lovers, both recreational and professional: I have the wettest cunt they’ve ever fucked. I have always been very wet – which is one of the reasons my ex’s small cock couldn’t get satisfied in my pussy. Dr. Li explained that there is a syndrome for that and it occurs most often in older women as the vessels that supply the lubrication dilate and the pussy muscles weaken. So my once very wet cunt had become extremely wet. He says most women find it a problem because a feeling of tightness is lost between cunt and cock – but I thought it was hot and asked him if he could make it even wetter – the wettest possible. He gave me some supplements and a hormone patch to do just that. He also gave me supplements to stimulate milk production. He then taught me how to squirt – and, God, did I ever. You should have seen the look on his face the first time I did it and this huge gush of fluid spewed from my cunt. With him, I have studied squirting and female ejaculation and think I know what is happening – but that will be another post. The last thing he taught me was to enjoy his own personal paraphilia: watersports! I don’t talk about it much because only a small portion of my lovers enjoy it and I often get criticism from my blog readers about it. So, I’ll leave that one alone for now.
2011 was another very, very special year in my sexual development, but I am going to hit on just one topic then come back to the most important toward the end of this page. One night early in the year, I visited a local strip club with Harry and Lacy. Harry had colluded with the nightclub’s owner to get me involved in an amateur stripping contest that night. When approached to do it, I looked around and saw nothing but 20 and 30 year old’s had signed up for it, but reluctantly agreed. Lacy had secreted some sexy clothes for me to wear and I joined in. All the other girls could certainly dance, twerk, swing from poles much better than I could; but I was certainly the most voluptuous and had them play some slow, seductive music as I played with my tits and my pussy got soaking wet. Out of 18 girls, I came in second! And if the applause was any indication when the top 3 did a refrain, I was clearly the crowd favorite when it was over. The owner offered me a job and I took it, dancing twice a week. At the time, I was making good money with my porn stuff, and returned all the money I made stripping back to a general tip jar. That made me popular with the other dancers and the wait staff. Unfortunately, I gave up stripping in 2013 after shoulder replacement surgery, though I occasionally do it maybe once a month or so – just for the kick of it.
While stripping in the latter part of 2011, I talked one of my two best female friends, Gina, (Lacy being the other one) to come to the strip club. Harry bought her a private dance in a VIP room. I had known Gina for 30 years and all was plutonic then here I was exposing my breasts to her. What a shock when she took them and began to suck on them! Afterwards, I bought her another two VIP dances then she paid for two. She came home with me that night and sucked on my tits all night long. Gina is straight with the best ass anyone has ever seen on a 50+ year old woman, but she is also addicted to big tits and does a better job on them than any of my 1,000+ lovers.
2012 was mostly dedicated to my porn movies and the Voyeurs as the WFMC dissipated. I had started my first sex blog Over 60 Big Tits on the BlogSpot platform and it was growing well and I spend a lot of time on it – as well as building a reputation on sites such as XRMXX.
2013 began a downward spiral for me, though, in retrospect, it was stupid of me with the other great things I had going on. My porn career, founded in a series of “homemade” videos featuring me fucking 4 young studs, one of whom was supposed to be my son and all of whom were supposed to be u******e (but in reality weren’t) – which is why the series was only sold underground – came to an end as did other porn adventures. I hadn’t realized I had built an addiction to big porn cock. I lost touch with what was important sexually and drove some of my lovers away. Then, I had to have shoulder replacement surgery which ended my career as a stripper. I got depressed and considered ending everything I had built sexually and just go back to being a housewife. My closest friends and lovers pulled me out of it – as did my BlogSpot readers, thank God for them – and I returned to growing and expanding sexually. Then, late in the year, that private club that bankrolled and marketed my porn – a group I will only call The Agency – came to me and offered me a new career as a high end prostitute and live sex star. After receiving Daniel’s approval, I jumped at it. This part of The Agency is even higher end than their porn productions and very expensive so the members are all wealthy. They built me a private Agency website and brought in Dr. Li and others to give me d**g cocktails to stimulate lactation. You see, whenever I lactate, I cum and squirt. Also, when I was nursing Jake and Michelle, I had a problem with OALD – over active letdown – which means high volume and energy jets of milk difficult for a baby to drink – but very emphatic in a sexual situation – so The Agency had a picture of me leaning back in a chair, my nipples squirting for feet in all directions and my cunt gushing between my legs that become my trademark, a silhouette of which became my logo. They billed me for my lactating, squirting, deep throating, and cum swallowing. It didn’t take long before men were bidding for my sexual services and groups were bidding for me to come with some of the Agency’s male studs and do sex shows. And the money poured in to me.
With the one big exception I’ve left out until now, this culminates my sexual journey. I have all the money I could ever need now and just do prostitution for a few select favorites, though I continue with the sex shows. (As a side note, I learned that there are bigger cocks than the one listed in the Guinness record book for I have fucked them as part of the Agency. Guinness can only list what they’ve actually measured. I’ll post more on this at a later date.)
In 2014, I stopped publication of Over 60 Big Tits at the BlogSpot site and began instead at Tumblr because of a greater audience. I selected Boobpedia as my verification site where you can find my entry here http://boobpedia.com/boobs/Martiddds and also find me listed on the natural H cup page here http://boobpedia.com/boobs/List_of_natural_H_cups. My original Over 60 Big Tits tumblr blog had exceeded 13,000 followers in 8 short months when I made a mistake. I had knee replacement surgery and, while high on pain meds, got careless with my smart phone and my 8 year old grandson found the site. Thankfully, Michelle pulled it from him before he could recognize me and read about his mother and I. I had no choice but to take the site down and also took down my blog at XRMXX and yuvutu. My Big Natural Tits is my return, I hope, to sexual blogging.
i****t – The Most Important Leg of My Sexual Journey
Early on in this page, I mentioned that, indirectly, my sexual journey began while in my 30’s. Something happened then that I didn’t learn about for over 25 years but that would be a very important start to who I am sexually. Those 30 years ago, Jake, my son, was just past puberty and had taken notice of his Mom’s voluptuous body. It’s not unusual for boys to take notice of their mother sexually and to fantasize about it, but Jake took it further. He asked for a pair of binoculars and a telescope for Christmas one year (he was around 14 or 15); we thought to look at the moon and stars when actually it was to spy on me, his mother, as I sunbathed. At that time, I lived with my ex in a house by a river and one of my ways to escape my ex was to go sunbathe on the deck over the river. Apparently Jake would turn his binoculars and telescope to his Mom in her bikini – and wank. He even invited some of his friends and they made a little club watching me - my DD tits and taught legs in a tiny bikini - and jacking off. I had no idea what was happening, but someone did: Jake’s little sister, Michelle. She secretly watched Jake and his friends watch me and saw what happened when they stroked their cocks a little to long. It was her first sight of sex and made the impression on her that her Mom must be the sexiest thing ever. Or so she related to me those 25 years later.
So jump forward all those 25 years. Jake got married and divorced and had no c***dren. Michelle also married (her husband’s name is Phillip) and had my two grandc***dren whose names I won’t use, my grandson born in 2006 and my granddaughter in 2008. But I could tell, along with her friends, that Michelle wasn’t happy.
The fateful day came in January of 2011. It started normally when Michelle came over to my house to have me sew up some torn seams on the k**s’ clothing. The only thing I noticed that was different was that Michelle wasn’t wearing a bra – very unusual for her as she always came across as a prude. Her tits, even bigger than mine, were very obvious in her tight top. When I was done with the k**s’ stuff, I asked if there was anything else needed sewing and she said that the shirt she had on did – and pulled it off! I was stunned! I had only been having lesbian sex for a few months at that point, but I still couldn’t but help notice how big and gorgeous her tits were. Plus, her nipples were hard! I tried to joke with her about her size when she bet me mine were bigger and asked me to take my top off so we could compare. I did and we decided that hers were indeed bigger but that mine were bigger in comparison to my body size. The joke over, we stared awkwardly at one another when Michelle began to cry. I went to comfort her, both of us topless, when she confessed to being a lesbian and how she wanted to live a lesbian lifestyle. I asked her if she had had an affair yet with a woman and she said no, she was waiting for the right woman. I’ll never forget when she looked at me and said through tears: “Mom, you are the right woman!”
What a huge flush of emotions ran over me! The only word I could mutter was “why?” That’s when she told me about Jake and his binoculars and telescope and friends and that she had found polaroids he had taken of me in the shower or getting out of the shower – photos I never knew existed. She said for all her life that I was what she found sexy and desirable because of that experience. And, finally, that she wanted me more than she had ever wanted anyone!
At that point, I confessed to her, a little teary-eyed myself, where I was on my sexual journey. All the sex partners, the lesbians lovers, the WFMC, the websites, the Voyeurs, all of it, even showing her some of my videos and blogs. That broke the ice. We decided to go shopping to give ourselves time to cool down and think about it. She asked if she could dress me and, of course, I allowed it and she dressed me up in some slinky outfit as if she were a guy showing me off. She, herself, dressed down – a sign of things to come. We went shopping and she reveled in the looks guys gave me, and I reveled in her happiness. We were both getting racingly horny.
When we got back to my house, no words were said – it was as if we already knew our place: I was the subordinate female, she the dominant male. She sat on the couch and I sat on her lap facing her. She unbuttoned my top and my tits fell out. When she took them in her hands, I immediately had a huge, soaking orgasm. There was no stopping us. I was soon naked, she clothed. She played my body like she was a concert pianist and I was her piano. My orgasms were almost nonstop. When at last she pulled off her top and pressed those giant tits in my face we both came in moaning orgasms. She got on top of me and buried my face in her wet cunt. I could feel her deep contractions as she came again and again. We were both moaning loudly and didn’t pay any attention to Daniel when he came home. We fucked most of the night until she had to get back to her k**s.
We’ve not stopped fucking since; she my complete dominant.
Now jump forward to November of that year. I always cooked Sunday lunch for Michelle and her k**s (and Phillip when he wasn’t working) as well as for Jake. This particular Sunday, only Michelle came without the k**s. After lunch, as the three of us sat on the couch, Michelle reached over and ripped open my blouse, my big tits falling out for Jake to see. Jake was astonished; I was horrified – but Michelle wouldn’t let me cover up. She confronted Jake about his little club for ogling his mother all those years ago, how they had all sworn they would one day fuck Jake’s Mom, how they wanked off over her. She brought up the polaroids and Jake confessed to still having them – and still jacking to them. She told him about she and I having sex and told him now was the time for him to fulfill his fantasy. He hesitated over the reality of i****t. But, though I was silent, I saw the approval and hunger in his eyes and quit fighting Michelle over my top and let him look; then I began showing them off to him. I had already breached the i****t taboo and I wanted him badly. Michelle encouraged him with my tales of my sexual journey and I enticed him with my boobs and body. He gave in. When he and Michelle each took one of my breasts in their hands and touched my hard nipples with their tongues, I came in the biggest squirt I have ever had, even until this day!
It didn’t take too long before Jake’s very hard cock came out and I was surprised to find that it was almost as big as Harry’s! I came and squirted again when he put it in my mouth and it didn’t take him long to cum on my tongue – which I eagerly swallowed. Jake and I fucked all that night and all the next day, his cock barely going soft after each of his orgasms. In those roughly 36 hours, he came some 25 times! Like Michelle and I, Jake and I haven’t slowed down since – and sometimes all three of us have sex together! Michelle and Jake have made a pact not to have sex together without me and so we go on.
A couple of other i****tual relations to mention. Actually the first one (though I don’t really consider it i****t since we are not relatives) was with Phillip, Michelle’s husband. He was thinking of leaving her because of a lack of sex, which he confided in me. I offered him sex if he would stay and he agreed. That didn’t last too long, but got them over the hump. Phillip, like Daniel, has his own paraphilia; but instead of being a cuckold, he, like Doc, is a true Voyeur. His favorite thing is to closely inspect every inch of my body while jacking off. I still satisfy his needs today.
The other i****t is with my niece, Josie, my sister’s daughter. Josie was sexually unsatisfied in her marriage and admitted it to Michelle, her cousin, who suggested Josie have sex with me. I was a bit horrified than Michelle told Josie about our relationship, but it all worked out. Josie and I have great sex, although it is almost all one way – me satisfying her. You see, Jose has the biggest clit and labia I have ever seen on a woman and guys just don’t know how to handle it. I handle it as if that clit and lavia were mine (and sometimes I wish it were just because it is so extreme). Josie and I still get together a couple of times a month or so. Oh, and she is the loudest screamer I’ve ever heard! And she had a great plastic surgeon who turned her small tits but big nipples into big tits with big nipples!
Where My Journey is Today
With all the money I made from porn, prostitution, and live sex shows, I help support both Michelle and Jake so they could both quit their jobs. I put Michelle’s k**s through private school (Phillip works) and Jake, who owns a number of rental properties, can focus on taking care of them instead of working full time. Jake has moved in with Daniel and I and so has Gina. I have sex separately with both Gina and Jake at least twice a day. Michelle and I have sex alone maybe three times a week and Michelle, Jake and I have a threesome maybe twice a week. I have sex with Phillip once or twice a week.
Also with the extra money, Daniel and I bought a house well out in the country and isolated and brought together some of the old WFMC members and a few of the Voyeurs and lots of my closest sex partners to form a sex community. (All of the people I have mentioned on this page, with the exception of Olaf, is a member of the sex community.) We have a small private web page where members can list when they’ll be at the house. Everyone has a key and the house is open 24/7. Harry and Lacy have moved into a small portion of the house to keep it up and to save money as they try to start their own porn studio. Most of the members show up when I’m there, which is maybe 4 or 5 times a week. I am guaranteed gang bangs and lots of cum swallowing while I’m there.
Michelle actually has her own fan club now; a group of maybe 15 younger women, all flat-chested, who worship here very voluptuous body. They can really get her off!
So there you have it, my sexual journey up till now. I will update this page occasionally (I feel I am giving my sex community short shrift) and will let you know when I do.
Thanks for taking the time to read this. I love you all and wish you all sex as awesome as mine has been!
Kisses, Marti (OYO)
Life Before My Sexual Freedom
I was born on August 31, 1950 in South Georgia (US). My c***dhood was not fun because of an abusive, self-righteous, hypocritical preacher father. I married young, 18, to get away from him and moved to north Florida where I live to this day. I was relatively happy in my first 10 years of marriage even though my first husband was only marginally better to me than my father – it seemed at the time much better. My son, Jake, came along when I was 21. My daughter, Michelle, when I was 25. By the time I was 30 I had come to realize what a jerk my first husband was: reclusive, self-pitying, arrogant, and very jealous. But I loved my k**s so much – I swore I would stay married until Michelle reached 18; and I did, then left a few week after that and got a divorce. I did get a hysterectomy to make sure no more k**s were on the way.
I fully admit to being a sexually promiscuous, flirtatious, slut in my 7+ years of being single. Physically, I had developed late in life, blossoming from an A cup to a D cup bra between the ages of 18 and 20 without gaining hardly any weight. By my mid 30’s (when this sex story really starts, unbeknownst to me at the time) I weighed only 115 pounds and sported DD tits. By my single years, I still weighed only 125 pounds (at 5 feet 4 inches tall) and yet carried around natural DDD tits. And, God, did I use them in my single days. I was also athletic; being an avid tennis player and bicyclist kept my legs and ass in great shape. So when I went out on cougar prowls with my short skirts, high heels, and low, tight tops, I had no problem picking up guys.
My promiscuity caught up with me, though, after some 7 years of being single when I was gang ****d. In order to save face, I turned the **** into a gang bang and pretended to enjoy it. Afterwards, though, I was very depressed. But, within, a couple of months, I found my savior one night on the tennis court when a handsome man, 9 years younger than me, walked out to be my partner in a mixed doubles tennis league. He name was Daniel and he was sweet and witty, and intelligent – a college professor. Within a few weeks, I wanted him as a serious, monogamous, lover. I used my body to get him (and his big cock I found out!) then found he was as interested in me as he was in my body. Within a year we were married and have been happily so ever since.
Daniel, though, is not your average husband. He was always fond of showing me off and would get very horny when he watched guys ogle me. He eventually told me how much he enjoyed knowing guys were looking at me and wanting me and he talked me into being a webcam girl. I have to admit, the first few times a guy came into my video chat and paid to watch me take off my clothes and play with my big tits and soaking pussy, I came very hard and very fast. I enjoyed camming (I used ifriends; it was the biggest show at the time) for maybe a year, but I hated the sometimes ferocious attacks the competing girls threw at each other, so I quit.
A few years after that, 2009 to be exact and me at age 59, Daniel came to me with another confession. He was beyond guys watching me, he wanted to watch me have sex with other guys – in essence saying he was a complete cuckold. Once I was sure of his sincerity, I jumped at the chance to fuck other men. And, indeed, after I did, Daniel was as happy and as sexually satisfied as I had ever known him, watching and wanking as I fucked other guy, either live or on video.
And thus, my sexual freedom started.
A couple of last things to add because it will come up on this page and in this blog. These days, with my age and a few injuries/surgeries slowing down my physical strength, I have grown to where my weight varies between 135 and 145 pounds and my boobs between a G cup and an H cup. Also, while raising my k**s, I managed to get a college degree in accounting and spent some 20 years working in the accounting department of a hospital. I quit the hospital when I began making even more money doing porn – but that is another story.
My Sexual Journey
Just a couple of weeks after Daniel asked me to find some other lovers so he could watch, I made my first score. It was by accident at a bar in a nearby hotel. I was having drinks with my best gf, Gina, when I noticed this nice-looking man sitting alone, nursing a drink, and watching my tits. When Gina was leaving, I excused myself to go to the ladies room where I removed my bra and re-entered the bar and introduced myself to the guy, Tim was his name (and he remains a member of my inner sex circle to this day). He ended up walking me to my car when I offered him my tits. He ended up enjoying them in a dark corner of the outdoor swimming pool away from any cameras. Before we left the bar, I had noticed a group of three men also watching my tits, and one in particular. When Tim and I were done, I led him back through the bar just so those guys could see how disheveled I was and how stretched and torn my top was.
Daniel went crazy with desire when I told him what happened and fucked me good, saying he hoped I would do it more. And I did, the next night, giving my tits to Tim that night in his hotel room, and again showing off to the three other guys as I walked through the bar. The third night, I suggested to Tim we invite the three into his room so I could show them my boobs – and I did. The fourth night, Tim had go back to Texas (he has since moved to north Florida) and when I met those three guys at the bar, they invited me back to one of their rooms, but, unlike Tim with whom I had only had boob sex, they pulled out their cocks and I blew them. One of them, the one seemed most interested in me, had a cock even bigger than Daniel’s whose was the biggest I had ever had to that point; Daniel is 8 inches long and 7 inches in girth but this guy is over 9 inches long and a little bit thicker. His name is Harry and he became very important to my sexual journey as I will explain shortly.
Even with Harry and his two friends, the most Daniel had gotten was the stories, a live phone call during the action with Harry, and a few cell phone pictures of me having sex with other guys. Soon, though, he finally got a live show. Due to a shoulder injury, I was winding down my tennis playing, but there was this young guy on my mixed doubles team, Zack, who I caught several times eyeing me lustfully. One night he and I stayed and talked until we were the last at the tennis park. I sat in his car with him and exposed my tits to him. As he fondled them, I told him about Daniel and how he wanted to watch me fuck another guy and how I wanted Zack, all 29 years old of him, to be the first. The next night, he was.
The sexual tension in the air when he arrived at our house and he, Daniel and I talked a bit before the action! Soon, I led him upstairs to our bedroom where Daniel had his video camera set up and his still camera ready. And Zack and I fucked – and it was wonderful.
And I was hooked.
And the hupersexuality (nymphomania) was underway.
All the above happened in November 2009. In mid-December of that year, Harry and Daniel arranged for my first gang bang. Harry and six of his friends fucked me in a hotel room in front of Daniel. It lasted for hours as I didn’t want it to end. God, I LOVED it! During the Super Bowl of 2010, Harry arranged an 11 guy gang bang for me. I wanted more. But of those 11 guys, a fuck club formed: the WFMC or the ‘We’ve Fucked Marti Club’.
Let me back up to make an important point. Zack was the only guy I fucked that did not have a STD test prior. I took a dumb chance on Zack and it was fine. Harry and those 6 other guys all had been tested as had all the guys the night of the Super Bowl. And to this day I don’t allow anyone in my pussy or ass without a recent, clean STD test. But I’ll let anybody play with my tits, give anybody a hand job or a titty fuck, or usually even a blow job without a test.
The WFMC grew rapidly as those 11 guys invited their (tested) friends to join, and those friends invited others. By summer, 2010, the WFMC had nearly 200 members, and me. At its peak, I had gang bangs with 40 or 50 guys at times!
But back to Harry. Purely by chance, Harry had connections to the south Florida porn industry. He suggested that, between my tits, legs, ass, and my eagerness to please that I would make a great porn star, even at my age! He said all I needed was some training. Seems Harry was trying to back into the industry. He was once a porn stud and, though still tall, fit, and attractive at 44, was more suited as an agent, talent scout, and “trainer.” He wanted to train me to deep throat and take anal – the latter of which I was not into at all. I eagerly agreed and the deep throat lessons started. I remember the first night’s lesson when he sat me on the floor, my back to a bed, my hands tied to the feet of the bed. He mounted my face and roughly deep throated me for hours. I was so covered in gagged up phlegm I was unrecognizable. But I LOVED it and was sad when it was over.
After a couple of months, I could take Harry’s big cock to the balls in my throat without the least gag. He then invited some of his porn buddies with even bigger cocks to give my throat a try, and within a month, I could handle them, too!
Then came the anal lessons. I hated anal at the time because my ex, who had a tiny cock, could only be satisfied with anal and he forced it on me. Harry insisted I could only be a successful porn star if I enjoyed anal. The first test is as vivid as the first deep throat test. Harry and three of his big-dicked friends got together to give me my first lesson. Two of the held my legs back behind my head, my pussy and ass spread wide. Harry dipped his big cock in my super wet pussy (more on that later) and slowly put his cock up my ass until his balls touched me. It hurt like hell, but in a wonderful way. They took turns with me that night, all going to the balls, slowly but deliberately. Unlike deep throat, I learned to take deep anal and enjoy it much more quickly. Within a month, they could pound my ass mercilessly, to my enjoyment as much as theirs.
There was one other thing Harry insisted I learn and that is how to swallow large amounts of cum; but, he said, I would have to do that on my own. He warned me to go slow, that swallowing too much cum to quickly would make me violently ill and make me want to stop. Now, I had been used to swallowing Daniel’s loads when I blew him, so it wasn’t a bad start. I had Harry and Daniel and Zack and a few others save their cum when they wanked so I could have it to build up my proclivity to accept it. I worked at it for six months and finally got to the point where I can drink cum as easily as I can drink milk, downing a pint at a time with no ill effects. (NOTE: I ALWAYS WARN PEOPLE HERE. CUM DIGESTS VERY SLOWLY BECAUSE OF ITS pH AND VISCOSITY AND PROTEIN CONTENT AND CAN STAY IN THE STOMACH AND FERMENT IF THE STOMACH ISN’T TRAINED LIKE MINE. IF THAT HAPPENS, ONE WILL BECOME VIOLENTLY ILL – SO BE CAREFUL!)
As my training ended, Harry introduced me to a couple of porn producers who were planning a series of porn movies whose star would be a large breasted mature woman. I won the part and made quite a number of porn movies for a private sex club. But, again, that is another story.
It was also in the summer of 2010 when a couple of other things happened that became important to my sex journey. The first was the establishment of a second sex club with me as the star. A wealthy retired physician neighbor of mine – I have always just called him Doc – joined the WFMC but also introduced me into his own small paraphilia sex club: a group of other doctors who were all Voyeurs. Until they had met me, they paid couples to perform for them as they watched and filmed. I did it for free. The Voyeurs began to grow as the WFMC began to dwindle. Doc and his friends invested heavily in their club in the finest video equipment, lighting, monitors, and computer systems. They invited others to join – for a substantial initiation fee – and a real sex group arose. This became my main sex club and went from 4 guys watching my strip or fuck to some 40 guys who would join into the sex – though Doc remained the only true Voyeur.
Things really changed when the Voyeurs allowed two women into the group. One of them, Lacy, became one of my two best girlfriends – and she introduced me to the joys of lesbian sex, making me a true bisexual – though I have a preference for cock, to be sure. Along with the first night with Tim, the first night with Zack, the first deep throat with Harry, and the first anal with Harry and his friends, the first time Lacy touched me was magical. To this day, she is the best kisser I’ve ever known. God, did she make me cum quickly, easily, and over and over.
Eventually, Harry and Lacy got to know each other and, surprisingly, got married. Even now, their favorite way to have sex is with me in the middle of them. What an honor!
In the fall of 2010, something magical occurred. The WFMC was winding down in favor of the Voyeurs when I ran into a WFMC member at the grocery store. This guy, Olaf, was your average guy, a bit overweight, too hairy for my taste, with a smaller than average cock – but he was a nice guy. He invited me home to his modest house and I went. When we got there, he told me he wanted to role play as a c***d suckling my breasts. I agreed and so he did that for two straight hours and with an incredible intensity and appreciation. Towards the end of those two hours, my boobs began to feel tight, and larger and my nipples looked to be darker and bigger. Suddenly, I began to lactate, generously, from both nipples!
After thanking Olaf profusely, I practically ran to Doc’s house and told him. He soon arranged for a test to see if I could regularly be made to have induced lactation. So he had 6 Voyeurs – including Harry and Lacy – give me extreme breast and nipple stimulation. Two of them held a tit, two of them kneaded a tit, and two of them used them wonderful Teflon forceps to masturbate my nipples. It took maybe 40 minutes of work, but eventually my nipples practically exploded with milk. That is how induced lactation started with me: I can do it, but it isn’t easy.
Remember that private club I mentioned that owns the rights to my porn videos, they wanted to increase my sexual skills even more and put me in touch with a well-known sexologist – a physician who specializes in human sexuality, a Dr. Li. This goes back to the super wet pussy I mentioned earlier. It is one of the consistent stories I hear from my lovers, both recreational and professional: I have the wettest cunt they’ve ever fucked. I have always been very wet – which is one of the reasons my ex’s small cock couldn’t get satisfied in my pussy. Dr. Li explained that there is a syndrome for that and it occurs most often in older women as the vessels that supply the lubrication dilate and the pussy muscles weaken. So my once very wet cunt had become extremely wet. He says most women find it a problem because a feeling of tightness is lost between cunt and cock – but I thought it was hot and asked him if he could make it even wetter – the wettest possible. He gave me some supplements and a hormone patch to do just that. He also gave me supplements to stimulate milk production. He then taught me how to squirt – and, God, did I ever. You should have seen the look on his face the first time I did it and this huge gush of fluid spewed from my cunt. With him, I have studied squirting and female ejaculation and think I know what is happening – but that will be another post. The last thing he taught me was to enjoy his own personal paraphilia: watersports! I don’t talk about it much because only a small portion of my lovers enjoy it and I often get criticism from my blog readers about it. So, I’ll leave that one alone for now.
2011 was another very, very special year in my sexual development, but I am going to hit on just one topic then come back to the most important toward the end of this page. One night early in the year, I visited a local strip club with Harry and Lacy. Harry had colluded with the nightclub’s owner to get me involved in an amateur stripping contest that night. When approached to do it, I looked around and saw nothing but 20 and 30 year old’s had signed up for it, but reluctantly agreed. Lacy had secreted some sexy clothes for me to wear and I joined in. All the other girls could certainly dance, twerk, swing from poles much better than I could; but I was certainly the most voluptuous and had them play some slow, seductive music as I played with my tits and my pussy got soaking wet. Out of 18 girls, I came in second! And if the applause was any indication when the top 3 did a refrain, I was clearly the crowd favorite when it was over. The owner offered me a job and I took it, dancing twice a week. At the time, I was making good money with my porn stuff, and returned all the money I made stripping back to a general tip jar. That made me popular with the other dancers and the wait staff. Unfortunately, I gave up stripping in 2013 after shoulder replacement surgery, though I occasionally do it maybe once a month or so – just for the kick of it.
While stripping in the latter part of 2011, I talked one of my two best female friends, Gina, (Lacy being the other one) to come to the strip club. Harry bought her a private dance in a VIP room. I had known Gina for 30 years and all was plutonic then here I was exposing my breasts to her. What a shock when she took them and began to suck on them! Afterwards, I bought her another two VIP dances then she paid for two. She came home with me that night and sucked on my tits all night long. Gina is straight with the best ass anyone has ever seen on a 50+ year old woman, but she is also addicted to big tits and does a better job on them than any of my 1,000+ lovers.
2012 was mostly dedicated to my porn movies and the Voyeurs as the WFMC dissipated. I had started my first sex blog Over 60 Big Tits on the BlogSpot platform and it was growing well and I spend a lot of time on it – as well as building a reputation on sites such as XRMXX.
2013 began a downward spiral for me, though, in retrospect, it was stupid of me with the other great things I had going on. My porn career, founded in a series of “homemade” videos featuring me fucking 4 young studs, one of whom was supposed to be my son and all of whom were supposed to be u******e (but in reality weren’t) – which is why the series was only sold underground – came to an end as did other porn adventures. I hadn’t realized I had built an addiction to big porn cock. I lost touch with what was important sexually and drove some of my lovers away. Then, I had to have shoulder replacement surgery which ended my career as a stripper. I got depressed and considered ending everything I had built sexually and just go back to being a housewife. My closest friends and lovers pulled me out of it – as did my BlogSpot readers, thank God for them – and I returned to growing and expanding sexually. Then, late in the year, that private club that bankrolled and marketed my porn – a group I will only call The Agency – came to me and offered me a new career as a high end prostitute and live sex star. After receiving Daniel’s approval, I jumped at it. This part of The Agency is even higher end than their porn productions and very expensive so the members are all wealthy. They built me a private Agency website and brought in Dr. Li and others to give me d**g cocktails to stimulate lactation. You see, whenever I lactate, I cum and squirt. Also, when I was nursing Jake and Michelle, I had a problem with OALD – over active letdown – which means high volume and energy jets of milk difficult for a baby to drink – but very emphatic in a sexual situation – so The Agency had a picture of me leaning back in a chair, my nipples squirting for feet in all directions and my cunt gushing between my legs that become my trademark, a silhouette of which became my logo. They billed me for my lactating, squirting, deep throating, and cum swallowing. It didn’t take long before men were bidding for my sexual services and groups were bidding for me to come with some of the Agency’s male studs and do sex shows. And the money poured in to me.
With the one big exception I’ve left out until now, this culminates my sexual journey. I have all the money I could ever need now and just do prostitution for a few select favorites, though I continue with the sex shows. (As a side note, I learned that there are bigger cocks than the one listed in the Guinness record book for I have fucked them as part of the Agency. Guinness can only list what they’ve actually measured. I’ll post more on this at a later date.)
In 2014, I stopped publication of Over 60 Big Tits at the BlogSpot site and began instead at Tumblr because of a greater audience. I selected Boobpedia as my verification site where you can find my entry here http://boobpedia.com/boobs/Martiddds and also find me listed on the natural H cup page here http://boobpedia.com/boobs/List_of_natural_H_cups. My original Over 60 Big Tits tumblr blog had exceeded 13,000 followers in 8 short months when I made a mistake. I had knee replacement surgery and, while high on pain meds, got careless with my smart phone and my 8 year old grandson found the site. Thankfully, Michelle pulled it from him before he could recognize me and read about his mother and I. I had no choice but to take the site down and also took down my blog at XRMXX and yuvutu. My Big Natural Tits is my return, I hope, to sexual blogging.
i****t – The Most Important Leg of My Sexual Journey
Early on in this page, I mentioned that, indirectly, my sexual journey began while in my 30’s. Something happened then that I didn’t learn about for over 25 years but that would be a very important start to who I am sexually. Those 30 years ago, Jake, my son, was just past puberty and had taken notice of his Mom’s voluptuous body. It’s not unusual for boys to take notice of their mother sexually and to fantasize about it, but Jake took it further. He asked for a pair of binoculars and a telescope for Christmas one year (he was around 14 or 15); we thought to look at the moon and stars when actually it was to spy on me, his mother, as I sunbathed. At that time, I lived with my ex in a house by a river and one of my ways to escape my ex was to go sunbathe on the deck over the river. Apparently Jake would turn his binoculars and telescope to his Mom in her bikini – and wank. He even invited some of his friends and they made a little club watching me - my DD tits and taught legs in a tiny bikini - and jacking off. I had no idea what was happening, but someone did: Jake’s little sister, Michelle. She secretly watched Jake and his friends watch me and saw what happened when they stroked their cocks a little to long. It was her first sight of sex and made the impression on her that her Mom must be the sexiest thing ever. Or so she related to me those 25 years later.
So jump forward all those 25 years. Jake got married and divorced and had no c***dren. Michelle also married (her husband’s name is Phillip) and had my two grandc***dren whose names I won’t use, my grandson born in 2006 and my granddaughter in 2008. But I could tell, along with her friends, that Michelle wasn’t happy.
The fateful day came in January of 2011. It started normally when Michelle came over to my house to have me sew up some torn seams on the k**s’ clothing. The only thing I noticed that was different was that Michelle wasn’t wearing a bra – very unusual for her as she always came across as a prude. Her tits, even bigger than mine, were very obvious in her tight top. When I was done with the k**s’ stuff, I asked if there was anything else needed sewing and she said that the shirt she had on did – and pulled it off! I was stunned! I had only been having lesbian sex for a few months at that point, but I still couldn’t but help notice how big and gorgeous her tits were. Plus, her nipples were hard! I tried to joke with her about her size when she bet me mine were bigger and asked me to take my top off so we could compare. I did and we decided that hers were indeed bigger but that mine were bigger in comparison to my body size. The joke over, we stared awkwardly at one another when Michelle began to cry. I went to comfort her, both of us topless, when she confessed to being a lesbian and how she wanted to live a lesbian lifestyle. I asked her if she had had an affair yet with a woman and she said no, she was waiting for the right woman. I’ll never forget when she looked at me and said through tears: “Mom, you are the right woman!”
What a huge flush of emotions ran over me! The only word I could mutter was “why?” That’s when she told me about Jake and his binoculars and telescope and friends and that she had found polaroids he had taken of me in the shower or getting out of the shower – photos I never knew existed. She said for all her life that I was what she found sexy and desirable because of that experience. And, finally, that she wanted me more than she had ever wanted anyone!
At that point, I confessed to her, a little teary-eyed myself, where I was on my sexual journey. All the sex partners, the lesbians lovers, the WFMC, the websites, the Voyeurs, all of it, even showing her some of my videos and blogs. That broke the ice. We decided to go shopping to give ourselves time to cool down and think about it. She asked if she could dress me and, of course, I allowed it and she dressed me up in some slinky outfit as if she were a guy showing me off. She, herself, dressed down – a sign of things to come. We went shopping and she reveled in the looks guys gave me, and I reveled in her happiness. We were both getting racingly horny.
When we got back to my house, no words were said – it was as if we already knew our place: I was the subordinate female, she the dominant male. She sat on the couch and I sat on her lap facing her. She unbuttoned my top and my tits fell out. When she took them in her hands, I immediately had a huge, soaking orgasm. There was no stopping us. I was soon naked, she clothed. She played my body like she was a concert pianist and I was her piano. My orgasms were almost nonstop. When at last she pulled off her top and pressed those giant tits in my face we both came in moaning orgasms. She got on top of me and buried my face in her wet cunt. I could feel her deep contractions as she came again and again. We were both moaning loudly and didn’t pay any attention to Daniel when he came home. We fucked most of the night until she had to get back to her k**s.
We’ve not stopped fucking since; she my complete dominant.
Now jump forward to November of that year. I always cooked Sunday lunch for Michelle and her k**s (and Phillip when he wasn’t working) as well as for Jake. This particular Sunday, only Michelle came without the k**s. After lunch, as the three of us sat on the couch, Michelle reached over and ripped open my blouse, my big tits falling out for Jake to see. Jake was astonished; I was horrified – but Michelle wouldn’t let me cover up. She confronted Jake about his little club for ogling his mother all those years ago, how they had all sworn they would one day fuck Jake’s Mom, how they wanked off over her. She brought up the polaroids and Jake confessed to still having them – and still jacking to them. She told him about she and I having sex and told him now was the time for him to fulfill his fantasy. He hesitated over the reality of i****t. But, though I was silent, I saw the approval and hunger in his eyes and quit fighting Michelle over my top and let him look; then I began showing them off to him. I had already breached the i****t taboo and I wanted him badly. Michelle encouraged him with my tales of my sexual journey and I enticed him with my boobs and body. He gave in. When he and Michelle each took one of my breasts in their hands and touched my hard nipples with their tongues, I came in the biggest squirt I have ever had, even until this day!
It didn’t take too long before Jake’s very hard cock came out and I was surprised to find that it was almost as big as Harry’s! I came and squirted again when he put it in my mouth and it didn’t take him long to cum on my tongue – which I eagerly swallowed. Jake and I fucked all that night and all the next day, his cock barely going soft after each of his orgasms. In those roughly 36 hours, he came some 25 times! Like Michelle and I, Jake and I haven’t slowed down since – and sometimes all three of us have sex together! Michelle and Jake have made a pact not to have sex together without me and so we go on.
A couple of other i****tual relations to mention. Actually the first one (though I don’t really consider it i****t since we are not relatives) was with Phillip, Michelle’s husband. He was thinking of leaving her because of a lack of sex, which he confided in me. I offered him sex if he would stay and he agreed. That didn’t last too long, but got them over the hump. Phillip, like Daniel, has his own paraphilia; but instead of being a cuckold, he, like Doc, is a true Voyeur. His favorite thing is to closely inspect every inch of my body while jacking off. I still satisfy his needs today.
The other i****t is with my niece, Josie, my sister’s daughter. Josie was sexually unsatisfied in her marriage and admitted it to Michelle, her cousin, who suggested Josie have sex with me. I was a bit horrified than Michelle told Josie about our relationship, but it all worked out. Josie and I have great sex, although it is almost all one way – me satisfying her. You see, Jose has the biggest clit and labia I have ever seen on a woman and guys just don’t know how to handle it. I handle it as if that clit and lavia were mine (and sometimes I wish it were just because it is so extreme). Josie and I still get together a couple of times a month or so. Oh, and she is the loudest screamer I’ve ever heard! And she had a great plastic surgeon who turned her small tits but big nipples into big tits with big nipples!
Where My Journey is Today
With all the money I made from porn, prostitution, and live sex shows, I help support both Michelle and Jake so they could both quit their jobs. I put Michelle’s k**s through private school (Phillip works) and Jake, who owns a number of rental properties, can focus on taking care of them instead of working full time. Jake has moved in with Daniel and I and so has Gina. I have sex separately with both Gina and Jake at least twice a day. Michelle and I have sex alone maybe three times a week and Michelle, Jake and I have a threesome maybe twice a week. I have sex with Phillip once or twice a week.
Also with the extra money, Daniel and I bought a house well out in the country and isolated and brought together some of the old WFMC members and a few of the Voyeurs and lots of my closest sex partners to form a sex community. (All of the people I have mentioned on this page, with the exception of Olaf, is a member of the sex community.) We have a small private web page where members can list when they’ll be at the house. Everyone has a key and the house is open 24/7. Harry and Lacy have moved into a small portion of the house to keep it up and to save money as they try to start their own porn studio. Most of the members show up when I’m there, which is maybe 4 or 5 times a week. I am guaranteed gang bangs and lots of cum swallowing while I’m there.
Michelle actually has her own fan club now; a group of maybe 15 younger women, all flat-chested, who worship here very voluptuous body. They can really get her off!
So there you have it, my sexual journey up till now. I will update this page occasionally (I feel I am giving my sex community short shrift) and will let you know when I do.
Thanks for taking the time to read this. I love you all and wish you all sex as awesome as mine has been!
Kisses, Marti (OYO)
8 年 前
