From wife to slut: a new begining

After finishing her own self-fuck session, Misty is confused by the outcome. Flashing her pussy to her young cousin has had an opposite effect than what is desired. She planned to get so turned on the orgasm would satify her. Now she finds herself craving to be fucked by a real man with a real cock more than ever. She screams into the pillow with her pent up craving for Dean to return. She needs to be ravished by a man. She needs that cum pumped back into her. She feels like a herion addict going through withdrawl, but cum is her drug of choice. She thinks Mark’s attitude upon leaving may have distracted her consentration. Maybe if she shows herself off to a stranger she will be able to achieve the level of gratification she needs. She looks into her closet. One more pair of shoes won’t be too many. She decides to go shopping. She convinces herself showing is not cheating because there is no touching.

Arriving at the mall where all of her and Dean’s fun began, she feels her heart begin to race with the memories of her last visit to this mall. She realizes she has not been back here since the time with Dean. Her mind is not on missing him though, it is on the sex that started to unfold here. Misty without hesitaiton goes the first shoestore she can find. She soon discovers the store only has two clerks and they are male. Finally, some fun Misty tells herself. She is ready to get this action started. Misty goes to the shoerack removing four different style of shoe. She sits down in the chair patiently waiting for one of the clerks to come to her aide. She is beginning to get frustrated waiting for some assistance. “What the hell could be taking these guys so long? I’m the only fucking customer in the store!” screams through her mind. Nervously, the first clerk comes to assist her.

She reads his nametag and sees his name is “Darren”. Misty says hello to Darren telling him she is having a bad day, and shopping for shoes always makes her feel better. She warns he might be a busy man for a while as she tries on shoes. Darren politely says it is his job, and helping her is what he gets paid to do. Misty needs her foot measured, and as she lifts her leg Darren tries to steal a peak up her skirt. “Good Darren, I wanted to make sure you would pay me the attention I need,” she assures herself. Throwing caution to the wind with the need to fulfill her desires, Misty is not by any means trying to prevent Darren from seeing up her skirt. She is twisting and turning making the skirt ride higher and higher up her thighs. She is spreading her legs at every opportunity. She gives up with the game and just starts leaving her legs spread completely wide. She asks Darren to get her one more pair of shoes. Waiting for Darren to return, she pulls both of her feet up onto the chair. Her knees are at her tits and the skirt is around her waist. Darren comes back with the new shoes and the other clerk. Both men stop in front of Misty and stare at her. Darren dumfounded at what he is witnessing drops the shoes. Both young men thinking what is such a beautiful woman doing in such a compromising postion. Both men however do not want the view to end.

As if an uncontrollable extension from her body, her hand begins to slowly move towards her excited, wet pussy. She watches her own hand grow closer to her vagina thinking to herself she could not possibly do what she is about to do. Her hand makes contact with her now saturated cunt, and like a madwoman she goes about finger fucking herself in the store and in front of these two men. Misty’s mind is screaming with emotion. She is beginning to loose control of her desires again. The same way she did which resulted in her getting pregnant. She can’t believe she is doing this, but she can’t stop no matter how much she tells herself to cease this behavior. In her mind she is begging neither of these guys ask to have sex with her because she knows she can’t say no. Like a bad dream, Darren invites her into the storage room. She stands and follows close behind him. Her mind is telling her to stop and not go through with her desires. Thoughts of Dean running through her mind, begging her not to give in to her carnal lust are of no use. She has fallen victim to her own depraved desires. She was going to fuck Darren. She knows that know. Misty closing the storage room door behind her feels no shame, no guilt.

Unzipping Darren’s jeans, Misty removes his manhood. It has been so long since she held or even seen a cock, that she drops to her knees before him. She takes his cock deep into her throat inhaling deeply. She breathes in the musty smell of sweaty man-meat. The aroma saturates her senses as she feels the warming sensation of pure lust fill her vains. She is where she knows she needs to be before a man, open to fulfill his sexual will. She stands and willingly accepts his cock as it buries deep inside a vagina. Leaning back upon the boxes of hand-made leather shoes, the mixture between the scent of sex and leather drives her to the verge of orgasm. She has been yearning for so long to explode with an orgasm not created by her own hand. The orgasm crashes into her senses with such force she almost looses the ability to stand. Darren is breathing heavy as sweat begins to show on his brow. Misty is surprised a young man of his age can last as long as he has. Misty tells Darren she wants him to cum in her pussy. “Are you taking protection?” he asks in fear. She informs Darren that she can’t get pregnant because she already is. Finding out he is not only fucking what he considers to be a supermodel, but a pregnant supermodel is more than Darren can bear. He lets loose a torrent of cum into the mystery woman.