Marla in control-4
At the counter, some stuffy old man asked Marla, if she had gotten all she came in for. She glanced over at Jake coming out of the warehouse with all the lumber on his shoulder, still sporting his own hardwood, and replied “Everything and more.”
So proudly displaying her magazines Marla walked across the bookstore to the reading nook and found a big arm chair against the wall facing the whole store, as well as the windows facing the sidewalk. She hadn’t planned on being so visible, but it was what it was and it actually served to turn her on even more. She set her coffee and the magazines on the end table and took a seat. She looked around and surprised that not even with her big hat did anyone really notice her. Marla bent over to put her purse on the ground and secretly pulled her remote out and dropped it on her lap. She now turned her attention the magazines she’d selected.
Was Marla really ready to do this? She was in the middle of a packed bookstore, reading porn, with a remote controlled vibrator in her pussy, and she planned to cum. A lot. She settled back in the chair and jumped right into third mode. She was already so worked up from the situation, there was no reason to waste time. The first few pages were relatively similar to any other magazine with some ads, contents, credits, and letters to the editor. That was when it changed. It was a page of dirty stories, with highly graphic photos. A woman with her legs fully spread and a large glass dildo halfway in her. A woman bent over a kitchen counter while a man with a very erect cock stood behind her getting ready for insertion. Could magazines really publish this kind of stuff? Apparently so. She read through the first two stories and it took all her self control to not scream in delight as she approached orgasm. She was ready to cum and pressed the button twice, skipping the fourth stage. Her face contorted and she flipped to the next page, her orgasm hit as soon as she recognized what was happening on the next page. It was a full page picture of a woman kneeling doggy style on a bed while a man knelt behind her spreading her ass cheeks and pressing his tongue to her butthole. Her husband had once slipped when giving her oral, the pleasure was like lighting stars to her sex organs. She had always been too embarrassed to ask him to do it again, but secretly it turned her on more than anything regardless of how dirty people might think it is.
Marla sat there relaxing during the comedown of her orgasm, her eyes scanning the room checking to see if anyone had noticed. Once she’d caught her breath Marla read the accompanying story. It was a woman who was addicted to having her salad tossed and a husband who had no issue do it to her all the time. Between that and anal sex the couple was completely satisfied and rarely had a sexual encounter that involved anything other than her butt. By the time Marla was done with the story her little kitty was ready to be played with again.
The next few pages were ads and something about some new type of motorcycle. Boring. How’s that crap going to get her off? She flipped a few more pages forward and found a spread of the hottest girls (that were willing to get naked) from the Big 12. How the hell did they find these girls? They were all good looking for sure, but even in her 30s Marla thought she was hotter than all of them. As she was looking for the next spread to check out, someone kicked her foot as they walked by. Marla looked up and caught a icy blue set of eyes on a very attractive man.
“Sorry ma’am.”
“You’re good.” Marla replied. He gave her a smile and turned to take the seat directly across from her. She liked the pizza guy and the lumberjack was so masculine, but this student was a pretty boy and far more her type than the other two. She feigned interest in the magazine, but once the Italian Stallion had settled in, she peered up and stared at him for over a minute, before he peered up from his laptop. When Marla realized that he’d caught her, she decided to continue the fun. She took her sunglasses off and stuck one of the arms on the edge of her lips, seductively swirling her tongue around it. She now definitely had his attention. She reached her hand onto her lap and picked up the remote. Marla set it to the highest setting, but kept it off, still not breaking eye contact. She then held the remote up to show him and mouthed “Remote control vibrator” as she spread her knees allowing a full view of her freshly shaved cootch. She blew him a kiss and pressed the power switch. Instantly her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Sunday morning Marla woke up sore from her little construction project, but remembering a sex dream from the night before started her day with a smile. She knew how great yesterday’s trip to the hardware store was, but had a feeling that today’s activity would top it. Before even letting her feet hit the floor, she decided to start the day up 1-0 and reached between her legs. The dream mustn’t have been long ago, because she was still very wet.
