Marla in control-5
She kicked the covers off so she could watch her finger fuck herself. Marla proceeded to spread her pussy lips with her left hand, again blinding herself with her diamonds reflection in the morning light. Her right index and middle fingers then proceeded to slip into her hole, while her thumb began working her clit. It wasn’t long before she was bucking with pleasure cumming all over her hands. Its funny she thought, with all the crazy sex toys she had, there was always something to be said classicness of a finger banging.
Marla had actually never looked at any nudie magazines and wasn’t really familiar with what was what. Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, and Perfect 10 were all ones she’d heard of before, but then there were a bunch of other titles she’d never heard of before. Plus there were several varieties that we just collections of erotica and pornographic cartoons with no actual photos. She started with Playboy, figuring it was the most famous and therefore must be the best. She thumbed through it, pausing once to to look at the main center pictorial. Marla put the issue under her arm and grabbed copies of a few other magazines. She thought about hiding them so no one could see what she was looking at, but figured what the hell, the whole purpose of her being here was so people saw her reading porn.
With that, Marla proceeded to start her day with a shower and fresh shaving. After changing the batteries and inserting her special friend into its beloved home, it to the closet where she put on a her favorite sundress and a matching pair of heels. A few minutes in front of the mirror putting her pearls and makeup on and she was ready for what lay ahead. She made it halfway down the steps, before turning around and heading back to the closet to grab the floppy wide brimmed white hat that she’d gotten last year for the Kentucky Derby party her husband had dragged her to. She stopped by the breakfast table where he was sitting reading the paper and drinking his coffee, and reminded him that she and the girls had a Sunday Funday brunch planned and he shouldn’t suspect her home for several hours. With that she, picked her keys and purse off the counter and was out the door.
It took twenty minutes (enough time for another orgasm) for Marla to drive across town to the college bookstore. She knew that the place would be busy with students studying for their midterms, but didn’t anticipate it would take her another fifteen minutes to find a parking spot. Once her Mercedes was shut off, she double checked her makeup in the mirror, applying a fresh coat of lip gloss, and put on her sunglasses. Sunglasses would be essential for today’s mission, as they’d decrease the chance of anyone recognizing her (OMG what if the pizza delivery guy was here???) and because they’d hide her wandering eyes which would be darting every which way to see if anyone was staring at her.
Even though Marla had gone to school here and had been in the bookstore plenty of times before, she felt nervous. Maybe it was because she hadn’t been a student in over a decade and surely stood out like a sore thumb, or maybe it was because she knew why she was here. She paced the perimeter of the store a few times picking things up every few aisles trying to blend in. After the third trip around she figured a trip to the coffee stand would calm her nerves. “One large iced mocha coffee with coconut cream and two sugars please?” Marla asked. She paid for the coffee and took a few sips, further delaying what she’d come to do. With that she sauntered over to the periodicals section. Crosswords, current events, home and garden. Around the other side of the rack she found men’s health, sports, and there it was, porn.
As she got used to the rapid movements in her pussy, she reconnected her eyes with the student, her chest heaving up and down with her beating heart. She picked her magazine back up, opening to the three page centerfold advertising to all around that she was not shy. She saw two other boys sitting in the reading nook look up from their work, and her new audience got her really hot, her hips bucking up and down in her seat and her pleasure turning into soft, but audible moans. The vibrations ripping through Marla’s cunt continued their relentless fury. She didn’t know how much longer it’d last, but she found out not long, when she noticed the Italian Stallion was aggressively playing with his hard cock inside his pants. The thought of her very public masturbation causing someone else to want to publicly masturbate was too much, and Marla moaned fuck as she came. She came everywhere soaking the whole backside of her sundress. She could feel her juices running down her leg and had no idea what her next move would be. She looked around and saw several more people had watched her cum, including two guys that had been walking outside.
Suddenly embarrassed, knowing that everyone that saw her between here and the car would wonder what had spilled all over her backside. She figured that the best way was to just run out, and she did just that to a smattering of applause and catcalls. When Marla got back into her car, she replayed the last 45 minutes in her head, and wondered what public place she was going to masturbate in next weekend.
