I really don't know where to begin this tale. I have been very active sexually
since high school and I guess maybe I should start there. I learned early on to
associate some very pleasant sensations with the parts of my body that other
girls seemed to treat as off-limits. My mother told me to never let boys touch
you "there" or "there" as she pointed to my breasts and crotch. When I let a boy
(Jerry) go a little too far one night at the drive-in and he touched me in both
places I realized that it felt really good. I noticed a warm tingly feeling in
my pussy as he caressed me and I started to feel wet there too. The wetness
worried me a little, but I remember thinking that it was really weird why
everyone said that something that felt so nice was wrong. Fortunately I was able
to talk about my new discovery with my older sister who was having sex regularly
with her boyfriends. She taught me about birth control and such vital things,
but most importantly my sister confirmed that sex was fun. The next time Jerry
took me out I was ready to go further. Jerry was very surprised and excited when
I pulled a rubber from my purse and told him to put it on. It was the first time
for both of us so things were pretty awkward but it was a success, at least for
Jerry. He shot his first load into the rubber and then held it up proudly for me
to see. His excitement and obvious pleasure further reinforced my belief that
sex was really fun. I went the rest of the way through high school and college
putting out for any guy who caught my eye. I got quite a reputation but I felt
that any of the girls who talked about me were just jealous, and they were
missing out on a really good thing. In fact I told some of them so. I was very
careful about certain times of the month that were supposed to be risky and I
insisted that the boys wear a rubber during those times. I didn't learn until
later how lucky I was to never get pregnant. Several of the gals in my senior
class got knocked up and one even had a baby before she could finish school. Of
course in those times the only thing for a girl and her boyfriend to do in those
circumstances was to get married. It would have been really bad for me if that
had happened because I could never have been sure who the father was. There
wasn't a month from my junior year on that I didn't get laid by at least two
different guys...often it was more than that. The thought of marriage didn't
appeal to me at all. I had this notion that married women didn't mess around and
I knew that I couldn't limit myself to one man. I had no idea at the time that
there were men around who would accept the notion that their wives weren't
physically faithful to them. As often happens to even the most confirmed
bachelors and bachelorettes I met a guy who swept me off my feet and after a
courtship of exactly two months I married him. During those two months I was so
captivated by "my man" that I didn't think much about sex with anyone else. In
fact it wasn't until we'd been married for about three months that I felt the
old urge again and I resumed fucking around. I got away with it for a while
until Bob came home early one afternoon and caught me in bed with our next door
neighbor. He got really upset with me but we sort of worked things out and I
tried again to be a "good wife." Then he caught me in bed again, this time with
a repairman. He moved out of the apartment immediately and began divorce
proceedings. Strangely enough as the divorce was taking place and for a few
years afterward Bob and I got together often just to have sex. He became one of
my "regulars" of which I have four or five at any one time. A few times he even
brought along a friend or two to give me some gang action and he gave a number
of guys my phone number. He loved the idea of what I was doing, as long as I
wasn't his wife when I was doing it. He remarried less than a year after we
split so he was cheating on his wife each time he did me. We continued fucking
until he moved away about six years ago. He admitted that our relationship was
sort of strange but I wasn't about to let his wife know about it. Bob was a good
fuck in my book. A few months after my divorce I met Don, a guy who told me
about a group that he was a member of. This was a bunch of college buddies who'd
been getting together for an orgy every few months for the last fifteen years.
These six guys brought their wives or girlfriends or both for an evening of
drinks, dinner and debauchery. He invited me to go to the next get-together at
the Hansen's home as his "girlfriend." Don was married and his wife would also
be there but since she was bi he was sure she'd enjoy my presence as well. I had
a wonderful time at the party although I was a little sore for a couple of days.
I fucked all the guys at least once and I did three of them twice. That meant I
was fucked ten times in one night. I'd never done anything like that before
although I've done even more a few times since. Oh, in case you're counting I
did the six guys plus the caterer who got involved when one of the women pulled
out his cock and began giving him a blowjob as he tried to set up the buffet
dinner. I also ate pussy that night for the first time in my life. In fact I ate
several of them and I had my pussy eaten by a number of the women there. I
enjoyed this new experience and I've done it with women many times since but I
must confess I still have a strong preference for cocks. There is no substitute
for the feeling I get when one slips into me for the first time and then erupts
inside my cunt after a few minutes of frantic fucking. The party was certainly a
fun evening but the best part of it was that I met "Doc" Caldwell. Doc, like all
of the men at the party, is about ten years older than me. He was divorced and
had come to the party with a really hot red-head who oozed sex. She was the
first one to eat me and she also was the first to have all of the men's cocks in
one of her orifices that night. She was so sexy that I was very surprised when
Doc took me aside at the party and asked me out. "But what about Janet?" I
replied in amazement. "If you have her what do you want with me?" I went on.
"Janet's married," was his reply. I couldn't believe my ears but Don told me
later that Janet had come to a number of their parties as a guest of one or
another of the group. She was married to a man who took little interest in her
sexually. She loved the guy, however, and had no intention of leaving him. She
just took occasional opportunities to express her sexual side with other men and
women. Her husband supposedly knew nothing about these activities. Anyhow, I
accepted Doc's invitation and we started going out together. It soon got to be a
regular thing and I grew concerned about what his expectations might be. I
wasn't about to give up my fun with other men and I had to refuse a couple of
Doc's invitations because I had plans with other guys (one of them was Bob, my
ex). One night Doc called me and said that he needed to see me "just to talk."
This was the day after I had turned down a date with him because another guy was
coming over "to watch a movie." (This was the guy's code for an evening of
fucking because the first time he and I got together he brought over an adult
movie which we watched before fucking on the couch in the TV room.) I invited
Doc over the next evening but I was apprehensive about what he might want to
talk about. I knew that I really liked Doc and enjoyed his company a lot
whenever we were together. I also knew that there was no way I was going to give
up sex with other men. I loved a variety of cocks too much. The next night Doc
opened the conversation by saying that he wanted to tell me something that he
thought was important and also to make a confession. He wanted to tell me that
he was growing increasingly fond of me, and he really hoped that our
relationship might be headed for something permanent. I responded by saying that
I was very fond of him too but I didn't think that a permanent relationship was
in my future. I even admitted that I didn't think I could ever be faithful to
one man. Don surprised my by saying he understood that. Then he dropped a real
bombshell. "I know that you're seeing other men," he said. "In fact my
confession is that I know you had another man here Tuesday night when I had
asked you out. I came by here that night to see if you might be home. I've
suspected something like this for a few weeks now, so I decided to find out the
truth. I waited in my car down the street when I saw the car in your driveway.
Then I saw the guy leave." I interrupted him before he could continue. "Doc,
that is none of your business. I've never understood that there is anything
exclusive in our relationship. You had no right to do that." I was both angry
and a little hurt by his revelation. "I know that," he said. "I was going to say
so when you cut me off. I would like to ask you one question, however, and I
realize that you have no obligation to answer it." "What's that?" I shot back.
"If you want to know if I slept with him the answer is yes. In fact I can't
remember any date with any man in the last ten years that didn't end up in bed.
There, is that what you wanted to know?" "Well, not exactly," Doc answered
rather tentatively. "You see what I'd really like to know is whether you are
interested in other men just for the sex or something more." "Oh, that's easy,"
I blurted out. "It's for the sex. Doc, I love to fuck. I think you should have
figured that out the night we met. I don't think there are enough cocks on this
earth to satisfy me. So far in my life I've fucked dozens, probably hundreds of
men and I want more lots more." The look of relief on Doc's face was obvious. I
didn't know what to make of it. I thought he'd be furious or at least a little
hurt. Instead his face broke into a big grin. "What's so funny?" I asked. "What
are you grinning about?" "Jane, I was hoping that was the case," he began. "You
see, I don't mind that you have sex with other men. I just wish I could be there
sometimes to watch. I really got turned on at the Hansen's party when I saw you
with other men and women and I even got turned on the other night as I imagined
you being fucked by your date." "You what?" I said in skeptically. "I don't
believe you." "Jane, I guess I'm what people call a voyeur," he went on. "I love
to watch others and I particularly like to watch someone who is special to me
having sex. My first marriage broke up because I told my wife that I wanted to
watch her with another man. She thought I was either nuts or that I really
didn't love her anymore. She finally gave in after I kept nagging her about it,
and we tried it with a guy she worked with. That was a big mistake. She got a
lot of hassling from other men at work because the guy couldn't keep his mouth
shut about his good fortune. She finally quit her job because of it. Needless to
say she wouldn't try it again and we finally broke up because she was so upset
about the whole thing." "Wow!" I said. "That's bizarre. I've never heard of such
a thing before." "You may not have heard of it, but you've been part of it
whether you realized it or not," Doc answered. "What do you mean by that?" I
shot back. "Didn't you notice what was going on at the Hansen's party?" "Sure. A
lot of people were getting their rocks off," I answered. "True, but they sort of
took turns doing it. Husbands watched their wives with other men or women and
the wives watched their husbands with other women. That's a lot of the fun of
that get-together." "I didn't notice that," I confessed. "It seemed to me that
everyone was busy throughout the evening fucking or sucking." "Not really," Doc
went on. "There were seldom more than one or two couples doing anything at any
one time. The others were busy watching. Maybe they were making out a little
with their partner but they weren't doing anything that distracted them from
watching the main event." "No shit!" I exclaimed. "Well, I certainly kept busy."
"True," Doc replied. "You were the only one that didn't quit, or even slow
down," he went on with a smile. "Several of the others remarked on your stamina.
The rest of us had to stop and take a breath once in a while." "Oh my gawd, I
must have made a real spectacle of myself?" I said suddenly feeling very
embarrassed. "Not at all," Doc assured me. "The group really enjoyed watching
you. We encourage the members to bring other women, preferably younger, to the
parties because they tend to do what you did. You just did it better than anyone
else, that's all." Doc's answer made me feel better about my behavior. In fact
he made what I did sound positive. That's one of the things I really like about
Doc. He knows just what to say to lift my spirits and he seems to always know
when to say it. "By the way," I went on, "Janet seemed to cover even more
territory that night than I did. I couldn't believe how active she was. That
woman is a real sex machine." "Yes, that's true. The group really likes having
her there and she's the only woman that we have encouraged to come back whenever
she wants. Janet's exactly the sort of woman I'd love to be married to. It's
just too bad that her husband isn't tuned into what she's doing. He's really
missing out on a lot of fun." "Doc, I know you don't really mean that," I
replied. "Are you trying to tell me that you'd put up with a wife who enjoyed
fucking other men, even several of them at a time? I just don't believe that.
That would be really weird, really, really weird." "Not only would I put up with
it," he replied, "I'd love it..and I'd even help her find the guys. As for being
weird, maybe it is, but you didn't see any of the men at the Hansen's objecting
when another man started screwing their wife, did you?" I still wasn't buying
this whole idea but Doc cut the conversation short by saying "All this talk
about sex has gotten me very horny." Then he reached over and began to unbutton
my blouse as he kissed me. I quickly found myself naked and on my hands and
knees while Doc pumped his hard cock into me from behind. He knew me well enough
to be able to make me cum a couple of times before he shot his load into my
cunt. Then we collapsed in a heap on the rug in the TV room. Just before we both
dozed off I said "Well, I take it that you're not mad at me for the way I am.
I'm glad about that." It took awhile after that evening for me to really believe
what Doc had said about my having sex with other men. In fact the next time that
he asked me out I already had plans to spend the evening with Vince, a guy I'd
met at the grocery store the day before. When I sounded hesitant Doc immediately
sensed what was going on. "Oh, you have other plans," he said. "Hey, that's
great. I just wish I could be a little mouse and watch you suck the guy's cock
and then watch him fuck you. Maybe, you can tell me about it instead, say on
Tuesday night. How about getting together then?" "Sure, that would be great," I
said feeling quite relieved. "I mean about the getting together on Tuesday. I
don't know about telling about it though. I don't think I could do that." My
date with Vince went well. I have learned to be direct enough in my
conversations when guys ask me out, or when I ask them out, to make it very
clear that I intend to have sex with them. This eliminates a lot of wasted time
while the guy tests the waters. Instead we went out for a nice dinner and then
came back to my place. Five minutes after we came through the door we were in
bed and I was experiencing the wonderful feeling of a new cock forcing it's way
into me. By the time he left two hours later I had two loads of his cum in my
pussy. I, of course, was ready for more but most guys aren't up to that. I had
just seen Vince to the door when my phone rang. It startled me because it was
rather late. It was Doc. "Hi sweetheart," he said. "I hope I didn't interrupt
anything." "No, in fact he just left." "Did you have fun?" he went on. "Of
course," I answered. "You know that I always have fun." I didn't know what Doc
was up to but I was slightly annoyed at his call and his rather direct
questions. "Look, Jane, you don't have to answer this but I was wondering if you
were satisfied for the night or if you still were feeling horny?" "Still horny,"
I replied bluntly. "Well, I have an idea. How about I come over there and see
what I can do to help," he offered. "Gee, Doc, I was about to clean up a bit and
go to bed," I said. In spite of being sexually unsatisfied I was pretty tired.
"It won't take me more than five minutes to get there," he countered, "and I
promise I won't quit until you say 'uncle'. I'm on my way right now. Oh, and by
the way whatever you do don't clean up. I want to suck the guy's cum out of your
sloppy cunt. Then I'm going to dump another load or two in it." I was about to
object but Doc had already hung up. I didn't know what to do so I just sat on my
messy bed trying to figure things out. The doorbell rang before I could clear my
mind and do anything. I threw on my robe and went down to let Doc in. "Hi, my
sexy darling," he greeted me as he walked in. "Hi Doc," I replied. "What are you
doing here? Why are you doing this?" "You look like you've just been fucked," he
said ignoring my question. "I'll bet you still have some of his cum in your hot
pussy. Let's go check." With that Doc picked me up and carried me to my bedroom.
There he laid me on my bed, opened my robe and in seconds was laying between my
thighs looking at my recently fucked pussy. It was very unnerving to say the
least. I closed my eyes trying not to think about him being there. "Yes, you
have just been fucked," Doc said as he continued to stare at my cunt. "In fact I
can see his cum dripping out. Your cunt is covered with it." Then Doc leaned
forward and I felt his tongue touch my lips. He began to lick up and down my
slit. "Ohhh, Doc, no!" I murmured. "Ohhh, Doc..Ohhh!" My misgivings about what
he was doing quickly gave way to the pleasant sensation of getting my pussy
eaten. Suddenly instead of trying to resist I found myself pushing my cunt
against his face and rotating my hips up and down to maximize his motions. As he
paused briefly to nibble on my clit I felt a wave of orgasm begin. He continued
as I reached my first climax. Then as he alternated between fucking me with his
tongue and sucking and nibbling my clit I felt myself cumming again. I cum a lot
when I'm having good sex but I'd never cum twice so quickly. Again Doc continued
as my body trembled in pleasure. "Please, sweetheart," I begged breathlessly. "I
need to rest a minute." Doc ignored my plea and in another minute or two (it
seemed like just a few seconds) I came a third time. This time I pulled away
from him and sat up. "Surely you're not done yet," Doc said. "Remember I
promised not to quit until you're completely satisfied." "No, I'm not done yet.
I just need a little break to catch my breath. Don't worry, tiger. You're not
getting off that easy. I mean you promised you'd add a load or two of your own
to my pussy." In a few minutes we resumed our lovemaking as Doc laid on his back
while I straddled his head with my legs and sat on his face. This is my favorite
position for being eaten and I learned that Doc really likes it too because this
makes the cum run out of my cunt. After I'd cum a fourth time Doc lifted my ass
up and guided me down to sit on his cock. "Darling, I love the way you taste
when you're full of cum," he said as I began to rock up and down on his upright
pole. "I'd like to eat you every time you get fucked," he went on. Somehow that
remark struck me as very sexy and I knew I was going to cum again soon. Doc must
have been really horny too because it didn't take long to pump a load out of
him. As I felt his first blast I went over the top again. Then after his spasms
had subsided I collapsed on top of him. I laid like that for a minute or two and
then I rolled off onto the bed beside him. I thought I heard Doc say something
to me but I was already half asleep. I woke up the next morning lying alone and
naked with Doc's cum still dripping from my cunt. Doc had left sometime during
the night. Doc called me just as I got out of the shower to find out how I was.
He apologized for leaving but said he didn't want to wake me. "You seemed like a
satisfied woman," he said with a laugh, "so I figured I'd kept my promise."
"You're right about that," I answered. "Doc, I don't remember when I've cum so
much. You really were terrific last night. Thank you." "Well, thanks to your
date too," Doc went on, "for getting things started. You really had your pussy
full of cum. How many times did he fuck you anyhow?" "Just twice," I answered
before I realized what I was saying. I still felt strange talking with a man
about fucking someone else. Up until this time I'd never discussed sex with any
of my partners with any of the others. Each one was carefully kept separate. "By
the way Doc, there is something about last night that I'd like to clear up," I
continued. "I'd like to know how you got here so quickly, and how you managed to
call me only minutes after Vince left? You weren't spying on me again, were
you?" I tried to sound casual because I wasn't upset about my suspicions but I
did want to know. Doc lived twenty minutes or more from me. He had to have been
in the area. Doc's answer confirmed my suspicions. "I was there," he confessed
sheepishly, "and when the I saw the guy leave I went down to the corner store
and called you. I hope that doesn't upset you but I want you to know that it
really turned me on knowing you were getting fucked while I sat there waiting."
"I guess it should upset me and I still think it's pretty weird," I replied. "I
don't mind so much if you think I'm weird but sure I hope you're not mad at me,"
he continued. "No Doc, I'm not mad. In fact I think I've fallen in love with
you..and that could be bad." I couldn't believe what I'd just said. I'd never
said that to Doc before. In fact I hadn't said it to anyone since my marriage.
"I love you too Jane," Doc responded, "and I don't think there's anything bad
about it. I think we're a perfect match for each other." On Tuesday night when
Doc and I had our date we talked a lot about what had happened the night of my
date with Vince. We also talked about how we felt about each other and finally
agreed that our feelings for each other were strong enough that we ought to
start living together. Doc assured me that he wanted me to continue to see other
men and to even bring them home to "our" bed and fuck them. I worried a little
about the logistics of that and how the men might react if they knew they were
in my SO's home and bed, but Doc was very persuasive and I agreed to it. I moved
in with Doc the next weekend. One aspect of the new arrangement that I really
was excited about was that I was moving from my modest little apartment to Doc's
luxurious and spacious home. Over the months since we began seeing each other I
had gotten quite comfortable being there and I knew his king-size bed very well
from having spent several nights in it with him. The only draw back was that my
apartment was "mine." It was my space. I had a real sense of independence when I
was there. Doc's home was "his." He had decorated it to his tastes (which
weren't too different from mine) and I felt of sense of being a guest there.
This took me a while to get over. For the first two or three weeks after I moved
in I didn't think much about other men. I was enjoying being able to spend my
evenings having great sex and then falling asleep with my partner without either
of us worrying about having to go home. We even had sex several times in the
middle of the night or early in the morning when we first woke up. I recalled
that this was one thing I had really liked about being married. It was Doc who
first commented about our recent monogamy. "Sweetheart," he began one evening,
"I notice that you haven't been seeing anyone else lately. Is that because you
don't feel that you can do that now?" "Not really Doc," I replied. "I'm not sure
how comfortable I'm going to be bringing some guy back here for the evening, but
really I've just been enjoying the 'wife' routine. It's nice to know that I have
a hard cock waiting right here every night. I am starting to get the itch again
though. There was a guy who came in the office today that I thought would be a
lot of fun in the sack," I confessed. "I think he's going to stop in again
Monday and I've been thinking about giving him a signal that I'm interested. He
gave me a lot of signals today that he's interested." "Great!" Doc replied. "Set
it up right away Monday night if you like." "There is one thing though,
sweetheart. I'm still not sure about bringing him back here especially if you're
around. I've never done that before and I don't know if he or I can handle it."
"I'll tell you what, I'll step out for the evening if you let me know it's a
'go'. We can do things that way for awhile until you get comfortable screwing
other men here. Just remember I want to hear all about it and eat your
cum-filled pussy afterwards." "Oh Doc, you're so weird," I said blushing
slightly. "That does sound sort of fun though. I mean the eating me later part.
At least it sure was fun last time." When Tony showed up at the office Monday
afternoon I felt the warm rush that I get when I know I'm going to get laid by
someone new. It's one of the two most sensual experiences I know. The other is
the feeling I get when a strange cock slips past my lips and into my pussy. Tony
picked up the banter where he'd left it off the week before. "So when are you
going to let me buy you that drink?" he asked. "Then afterward we can go up to
my place and look at my etchings." Tony's approach reminded me of Sam Malone of
"Cheers." He was direct, cocky, good looking and very tempting even for someone
less easy to seduce than I. "Tony, you need to know that I'm not interested in
etchings, I'm not about to go to your place, and I never settle for just a
drink. Now that you know that, how about tonight after work. We can have the
drink and then go to my place." Tony's face brightened. He knew what I meant and
as I gazed at his crotch I could see he was getting hard. "Meantime Tony you'd
better get out of here before someone sees that thing growing in your pants.
It's pretty obvious you know. I don't want some other woman attacking you and
leaving you unable to perform tonight." "You'd better not be all talk Jane," he
replied. "I hate prick teasers. I'll see you in the lobby at five. OK?" I
immediately tried to call Doc at his office but his secretary said he was out
with a client for the rest of the day. I called home and left a message on our
machine. "Honey, I'll be bringing company home around six or so. Just wanted you
to know. I love you." I figured that neither of us would really want to waste a
lot of time at the bar. Since it's nearly a thirty minute drive from work to
Doc's house I figured that six was a safe estimate. I didn't want to run into
Doc at home. I spent the next couple of hours trying to work as my mind kept
focusing on the thought that in just a few hours I would be fucking another man
for the first time. I felt my pussy getting wetter by the minute as I imagined
what his cock looked like what it would taste like, and how it would feel as he
began fucking me. From the size of the bulge in his tight slacks I knew he was
larger than average. For me size isn't terribly important but a large cock well
used is a lot of fun. Just before I left my desk to go down to meet Tony, Doc
called. He just wanted me to know that he had gotten my message and was on his
way out to the health club. "Have fun sweetheart," he concluded. "I'll be home
around nine if that's OK." "That's fine," I replied. "That should be plenty of
time. I'll just wait in bed for you." I surprised myself by that comment
realizing that this was the first time I'd made this kind of arrangement. I
could feel my pussy getting even wetter as I thought about Doc coming home to
find me well fucked and with my pussy full of Tony's cum. Tony was waiting for
me in the lobby even though I was a few minutes early. His face broke into a big
"cat-that-ate-the-canary" grin when he saw me. "Hi beautiful," he began. "I'm
glad to see that you haven't chickened out." "Tony, I haven't chickened out
since high school," I admonished him. "I just hope you can come through, pardon
the pun," I said with a smile. Tony and I had a quick drink at a bar next door
to the office building where I worked. Then we walked to my car. Tony gave me a
passionate kiss as he held the door open for me. Then we pawed each other's
groins for a minute before breaking. "Ohhh, Tony, your cock feels marvelous. I
sure hope you know how to use it." I rubbed him up and down through his slacks.
He was very well hung. This was going to be a fun fuck. I gave him a ride to his
car and he followed me as I drove home. It was a good thing that Doc had left
early because we got there before six. As soon as we were in the door we were
all over each other and we left a trail of clothing as we went up the stairs to
our bed. "You have a very nice place," Tony commented as he surveyed the home
from the top of the stairs. "It's my boyfriend's home," I confessed. "Your
boyfriend..?" Tony said with a puzzled look. "He's not around is he?" "Oh, no.
He's gone out for the evening. He says he'll be home around nine. That should
give us plenty of time." "You are one gutsy woman. I hope the guy isn't the
violent or jealous type." "Nah, and besides he'll never know," I replied. By
this time we were in our bedroom and I ended the conversation by kneeling down
and taking Tony's hard monster in my mouth. I had all I could do to get it in
but persisted until I had taken in all nine inches. Tony began to moan as I
licked and sucked his cock. I thought that I heard a noise coming from the
closet but I didn't give it much thought. I was too busy. For the next two and a
half hours Tony and I gave each other quite a workout. I was pleased to find
that he did know how to use his giant tool. He knew how to use his tongue as
well and he made me cum twice just by eating me. He came twice in my cunt and
then I was able to get him up one more time and he came in my mouth. It wasn't
quite eight-thirty when Tony announced that he had to get home. It seems that
his wife didn't know that he wouldn't be home at his regular time and his
conscience suddenly kicked in. I helped him gather his clothes and kissed him
goodbye at the door. Then I went back upstairs to wait for Doc. I almost fainted
from shock when I walked into the bedroom. Doc was laying in bed where Tony and
I had just been. "Where in the hell did you come from?" I asked when I recovered
enough to talk. "I've been right here all along," he replied. "The hell you
have." "Well, I was right over there," he said as he pointed toward the closet.
"You bastard!" I exclaimed. "You dirty bastard!" "Well you can't say I spoiled
your fun. You two had quite a time. Too bad Tony had to leave so soon. I'll bet
you were just getting going. At least that's the way you looked." "Unfortunately
you're right," I acknowledged. "I assume you were watching." "Of course! You
know me. I told you many times that I'd love to see you get fucked and I just
did, and you know what?" "What?" I asked tersely. "It was even better than I had
imagined. It was so good I shot my wad without even touching myself. When he
entered you the first time I almost passed out I was so turned on." "I'm glad
you enjoyed yourself, but you sure scared the shit out of me. Don't ever do that
again please." "I'm sorry darling," Doc apologized. "I didn't mean to do that
and I hope that doesn't spoil the evening for you." Well, I calmed down pretty
quickly. Doc saw to that by getting into position between my legs and preparing
to eat me. He knows that when my pussy is getting attention my mind can't think
of anything else. Soon Doc made me cum once.. twice.. and then a third time
before he helped me up on my hands and knees so he could fuck me doggie style.
Then he had me sit on his face so he could eat his own cum out of me before he
fucked me a second time. "I can't believe it," Doc exclaimed as he finally
recovered from his third orgasm of the evening. "I've never come that many times
in one night.. not even when I've fucked all of the women at one of our orgies.
Jane, you are incredible. Will you marry me?" When I heard Doc ask that I broke
into laughter. I couldn't control myself although I knew this was really a very
serious matter.. and I assumed a very serious proposal. "What's so funny?" Doc
asked. "I didn't mean that as a joke. In fact I've been wanting to ask that for
a couple of months. I just wanted to be sure first that you could accept the
idea of fucking other men when I knew about it or even watched. You have
certainly passed that test and proved you're the woman that I want for my wife."
"I'm sorry darling. I'm not taking your proposal lightly. It's just that it
seems so ridiculous that a man would ask a woman to marry him just after he's
sucked the cum of another man out of her cunt. That's not the traditional
setting for popping the question." "I get your point," Doc replied as he moved
off the bed and knelt on the floor. "My darling Jane, would you marry me?" he
repeated. "There that's better," I replied with a giggle. "Doc, if you can live
with a wife who loves to fuck any and every guy she can get into bed, I'd love
to be that wife. To me that's like having my cake and eating it too." Doc was
elated at my quick acceptance and began at once calling all of his friends to
tell them the news. Among the first to know were the gang from college. They
were all quite surprised but delighted and everyone of them said they looked
forward to our next get together now that they knew I'd become a regular member
of the group. To be honest I was looking forward to that too. I wanted to spend
more time in the future getting to know each of the cocks and the pussies in the
group. I'd moved amongst them so quickly the night I'd met them that each of
their genitals blended into the next. I wanted to be able to recognize each of
the guys by the way their cocks felt as they rammed into my cunt. We decided to
move quickly once we made up our minds so we set the date for two months later.
This gave us just enough time to plan the ceremony and reception (at Doc's
house), arrange the honeymoon and send out the invitations. It wouldn't be a big
affair but we both had several people that we wanted to be there. One of Doc's
friends from college (part of the party group) decided that Doc had to have a
bachelor party. When I heard about it I agreed thinking that it would be fun for
Doc. I figured that they would hire a stripper or two and that would be it. Boy
was I in for a surprise. Doc and Jack, the host, decided that Janet, the
redheaded married gal that came to the parties, and I should be the
entertainment. They wanted us to each do a strip-tease and then to get things
started with a little girl-girl action. Since there might be men there who
shouldn't know who the two of us were, we would each wear wigs and face masks.
The guest list settled out at twenty men. All but two of them accepted. At first
I was reluctant to do it but Doc seemed really excited about the idea. He made
it sound as though the sex would be limited to between us gals and perhaps with
him as the groom. I doubted that and, knowing myself, figured that once I got
going I would be the one to get the other men involved. From what I'd seen of
Janet at the party she'd probably be right in there with the other men too.
Finally I acquiesced and called Janet to plan our "act." She had accepted as
soon as she heard about it. She was feeling horny already she told Jack. The
more I thought about it the more excited I became too. With all of the
activities leading up to the wedding I didn't have a lot of time to even think
about having sex with other guys. I did have a quickie one Saturday afternoon
with a delivery man but that was all. Doc commented one night saying that he
hoped that the upcoming change in my marital status hadn't curbed my appetite
for new cocks. I assured him that it hadn't. I also knew that if I abstained for
a few days I'd be even hornier at the party and undoubtedly put on a better
show. By the time the night of the party arrived my pussy was dripping wet from
my heightened sense of need. "I hope you're ready for whatever may happen
tonight," I said to Doc as I was getting dressed for the party. "I am so horny
that I may fuck every guy there." "I won't object," he assured me. "I've missed
seeing you get fucked or at least hearing about it so I hope you do just that.
It will be a real blast eating the cum of all those men out of your cunt if you
do." The party was in a suite at a large downtown hotel. Janet and I were to
arrive about an hour after the party started. She was coming by to pick me up so
that we'd be sure to arrive together. That way we could also do a little more
planning our act. Janet was right on time and I was standing by the door
waiting. She looked stunning in a skin tight silver dress that showed every
detail of her near-perfect body. The skirt was fairly long, reaching down
slightly past her knees, but it was slit up the right side to her hip. As she
sat in the car I could see the top of her hose. "That dress is going to drive
them wild Janet," I said enviously. "You look like you had to pour yourself into
it." "Thank you dear," she replied. "You look very sexy too. At least I'll bet
you can wear underwear with your outfit. If I wore anything under this the lines
would look awful." "You mean you only have on a dress and hose?" I asked.
"That's right Jane. See." With that she pulled aside the front of the skirt and
revealed her red muff. I felt my pussy getting even wetter as I realized I would
soon be eating this woman's hot twat...and doing so in front of a room full of
men. "Yes, I have on a bra and panties," I admitted. Doc had asked me to dress
like a coed with a white blouse and a pleated skirt. I wore knee-highs and
underneath I had on a set of very sheer white undies. "They don't really hide
much though, they are so sheer," I continued as I lifted my skirt to show this
sexy woman my panties. As I looked down at myself I could plainly see my brown
beaver through the nearly transparent fabric. "Oooh, they're very nice," Janet
said. "I can't wait to get into them and eat that hot little pussy of yours."
"Me either," I remarked as I put my skirt back in place. I suddenly realized
that the driver of a truck that was waiting next to us at a stop light had just
gotten a good look at my nearly bare cunt. "I can feel that guy's eyes staring
at me," I concluded. "He's making me even wetter." "Good," Janet responded. "The
wetter your cunt is the more fun it will be to eat. Lift up your skirt again.
Let the guy have some fun. Wouldn't he just shit if he knew what we were about
to do." "I'll bet he would," I said as I pulled my skirt back up to my waist. I
spread my thighs as far as I could and leaned back in my seat so the guy could
see even more of my womanhood. "I wish we had time to crawl up in that truck and
give that guy a sample. I haven't fucked anyone but Doc for more than two
weeks," I confessed. "For how long?" Janet asked in surprise. "How often do you
do this, and however do you get away with it?" "Before we got involved in
planning our wedding and this party I used to fuck other men at least once a
week," I said almost bragging. "But how do you get the chance to do that?" Janet
went on. "I mean isn't Doc suspicious?" "He knows all about it. In fact he likes
to hide in the closet and watch." "Holy shit! You are one lucky woman Jane,"
Janet saw in awe. "I sure wish my husband was half so understanding. As it is I
really look forward to the parties at the Hansen's. I hope they have another one
soon because I'm about to burst I'm getting so horny for a good fuck. Tonight
should help a little since I'll get to eat your pussy, but I really need some
hot fucking." "Janet, don't you think we'll do some of that tonight?" I asked.
"I figure that once our little prelude is over the place will go up for grabs
and there will be hard cocks all over begging to get used." "You really think
so?" Janet asked skeptically. "I thought we had to keep things sort of cool.
Actually I guess I just assumed that with you about to get married Doc wouldn't
want things to go any further than what we talked about." "Oh no! In fact Doc
says he's looking forward to eating the cum of a whole lot of men out of my
pussy before the night ends. I guess that's my permission to do the whole room,
don't you think?" "My gawd yes," Janet said as she began to realize what that
meant for her too. "If that's true I'm sure not going to hold back either. Wow!
I've never fucked more than six men in one night and those are the ones who come
to the Hansen's. How many did Jack say would be there tonight?" "At least
eighteen," I answered. "That should be plenty for both of us." "It sure should
be. Now I really can't wait to get things underway. My pussy is getting so wet
that I'll bet I'm getting a spot on my dress. You don't suppose they'll care do
you?" she asked with a giggle. "I doubt you'll have it on long enough for them
to notice." Fortunately we arrived at the hotel entrance before either of us got
even more worked up. The valet opened my door before I realized we were stopped
and he got a great close up eyeful of my pussy covered by my very wet sheer
panties. As I got out of the car I looked him in the eye and smiled. He was
really cute. He smiled back. I hoped he was willing to accept my show as a tip.
I didn't have any cash with me. As we approached the door to room 1208 I felt a
sudden rush. It was that wonderful familiar feeling I get whenever I'm about to
savor the taste and feeling of a new cock...only tonight there would be many,
many new cocks. It would be a smorgasbord of cocks. In all of my experience I'd
never experienced so many of them at once. This would certainly be a milestone
evening. I hope my pussy didn't didn't tire too early. "Ready Janet?" I asked as
I put on my mask. "Ready and very willing and able," she replied with a wicked
grin. "Let's do it." The party had gotten a good start by the time Jack opened
the door for us. "You gals are right on time," he said. His eyes nearly popped
out of his head as he looked Janet up and down. "That's some dress Janet," he
blurted. "By the way I've asked the rest of Doc's school friends not to say
anything about who you two are. They agreed although they don't know yet that
the bride is part of the show. They'll be pleasantly surprised." As the others
noticed us the room suddenly got very quiet. You could hear a pin drop as each
of them studied us. I knew that with her incredibly sexy dress Janet would be
getting the most stares but I was sure that when the fun started I could hold my
own. "The dancing girls are here," one of the men said loudly. "Let the fun
begin." Jack had all of the guys get fresh drinks and then arrange their chairs
so everyone had a good view of the king size bed. Doc was assigned the chair of
honor, front row center. When everyone was settled Jack stepped forward. Janet
and I waited in the adjoining room until we were introduced. "Doc, and Doc's
good friends, we have the pleasure tonight of being entertained by two very
talented young ladies. Let's give a warm welcome to Star and Dixie." Those were
the stage names that Janet and I had chosen for ourselves. Since Janet had so
few articles of clothing on we'd agreed that I'd be the first to undress, at
least partially. Janet would begin by removing my shoes and socks. I sat on the
bed facing Doc. I lifted my knees so that I knew that Doc and the others sitting
in his line of sight had a perfect view of my panties. "Looks like she's a
natural brunette," Doc exclaimed to his friends. "Those sure are sexy panties."
I held up first one leg and then the other for Janet so she could remove my
shoes and socks. Each time I lifted a leg I opened the view for the men sitting
to the sides of the room. It was fun to watch them as they moved about to get a
better view. I could feel the warmth of their stares as they studied my thinly
veiled pussy. "That's one fine looking pussy," one of the men exclaimed. "I'd
love to get a taste of that." "Just be patient," I replied. "Don't panic. The
show hasn't even started yet." When my shoes and socks were gone Janet began to
unbutton my blouse. In a few seconds I was sitting there on the bed wearing only
some very revealing underwear. My nipples and my beaver were easy to see. I
reached down and rubbed my pussy. I sat facing Doc with my legs spread wide. As
I rubbed I pulled my panties to one side and exposed my dripping slit. Suddenly
Janet reached down and ran her fingers up and down my slit. "Oooh, that feels so
good!" I murmured. "Now it's your turn." Janet now sat down facing Doc. She
pulled up her skirt and then lifted her knees. Her bare cunt was now visible to
those sitting directly in front of her. "This one's a natural redhead," Doc
announced, "and she's very wet." Janet also moved from side to side as I worked
to remove her stockings giving the men on either side of the room a nice view of
her pussy as well. We were now down to the nitty gritty. I reached around behind
Janet and unzipped her dress. Then she let the top of it fall from her body
exposing her well-formed breasts and dark brown nipples. "Nice tits babe!" one
of the audience exclaimed. "I'd like a mouthful of those." "You'll get one,
don't worry," Janet assured him. Then she stood up and I helped her get the
dress down past her hips. That wasn't easy because it was so tight but in a few
seconds she was standing in front of this roomful of men as naked as the day she
was born. I noticed her body shiver as she comprehended her exposure. Janet then
loosened my bra as I stood up and slipped down my panties. We were both now
completely nude.. except for our masks which so far were staying in place.
Suddenly Janet and I focused on one another's nude bodies. We fell quickly onto
the bed and assumed a sixty-nine position with me on top. Almost at the same
instant our mouths found each other's pussies. For the next few minutes we both
forgot about our audience and relished the sensations of getting and giving oral
stimulation. After a few minutes of doing each other at the same time we began
taking turns so we could concentrate on one thing at a time. It didn't take
Janet long to make me cum and the men cheered enthusiastically when they heard
my moans and noticed my spasms. "Oooh Janet that was nice," I said softly
forgetting our stage names. I realized my mistake right away and hoped I'd
spoken softly enough that the men hadn't heard. I didn't know at the time that
by the time the party was over it wouldn't really matter anyhow. I returned the
favor as I eagerly dove into Janet's copper covered slit and she quickly also
came. Again the men howled their approval. As we paused briefly to recover from
our intense passion I felt something behind me. At first I felt something move
up and down my wet slit as I knelt over Janet with my ass in the air and
pointing at the audience. Then I felt the wonderful sensation of a cock entering
me. The real party was beginning. The cock that began fucking me felt familiar
as it should. It was Doc. He didn't stay in me long. Then he lifted me aside and
moved over Janet. He quickly plunged his cunt reamer into her opening. As soon
as he was out of me I felt another man move into position behind me and the
brief emptiness was ended by the slow insertion of a large tool that I didn't
think I'd known before. As I looked around to see who was invading me my mask
caught on Janet's foot and it fell off. Suddenly I'd lost my anonymity. "Hey,
it's the bride," someone shouted. "Jane, I don't believe it's you," shouted
another. I felt a momentary sense of embarrassment but the cock that was now
pumping vigorously in and out of my cunt grabbed my attention and I began to
ride the approaching crest of orgasm. In just seconds I felt the first hot blast
of cum shooting deep into me. This wonderful sensation was all it took to put me
over the top again. The enthusiasm of the men seemed to be heightened by their
realization that they were fucking the bride. Janet and I had our holes filled
constantly for more than two hours. Many times we both had cocks in our mouths
and our cunts at the same time. By the time the party was over I'd experienced a
first. I had three cocks in me at the same time. Some man I have still never met
moved up behind me as I sat on Jack's cock and sucked Doc. Suddenly I felt his
cock pressing against my asshole. Before I could object he had slipped past my
sphincter and was pushing the rest of the way in. Then he began pumping in and
out keeping time with Jack's movements. Janet had put him up to it by telling
him that I had a virgin asshole. I guess I had mentioned that fact at the
Hansen's party. Janet lost her mask as she sucked someone's cock. Actually she
said later that she ripped it off because it was obscuring her view of the cock
she was sucking. There was a moment of panic when Peter recognized her as the
wife of someone he worked with. He quickly put everyone at ease by laughing and
saying that he had always wanted a shot at John's wife and now he was going to
get it. "Don't worry Janet," he consoled her later, "I won't say a word to John
but it might be nice if you showed your appreciation every once in a while.
Fucking you could be habit forming. (Janet now gets together with Peter once a
week for a mutually satisfying afternoon of sex. She says she's glad it worked
out like it did. He's really a good lover.) When the men learned that they were
fucking a married woman as well as the bride-to-be the intensity of their
fucking increased even more. Finally well after midnight the men began to leave.
All of them had cum at least once in one of us. I know that I fucked at least
twelve of them. My pussy was feeling really sore and I was covered with cum from
head to toe. It felt like there was a river of jism flowing from my well-fucked
cunt. When I glanced over at Janet I no longer saw the sexy well-groomed woman
who'd come to the party with me. I saw a fucked-out slut. She had cum on her
face, in her hair and on her breasts. Her red beaver was a matted gooey mess of
the accumulated cum of a dozen or so men and I could see a stream of cum running
down the inside of her left thigh. "Boy Janet, you don't look like the same
woman I came here with," I joked. "You should talk," she retorted as she began
to laugh. "You were the picture of innocence when we arrived.. except when you
sat with your skirt up around your waist. Now, you're a picture of depravity."
By this time there were only four of us left in the room. Doc was itching to get
between my dripping thighs to begin my "cleanup." He was waiting to start until
the others had left. Janet was still lying on the bed trying to catch her
breath. Peter had hung around for no apparent reason which made me rather
uncomfortable. "I don't know about you Janet," I said, "but I'm going to get
cleaned up." Doc and I were going to stay in the room overnight. We figured that
Janet would need to get home although there was another bed in the suite she
could use if she wanted it. I laid back on the bed next to Janet and opened my
thighs in invitation to Doc. He quickly accepted and I felt the wonderful
sensation of his tongue working its way up and down my slit as he gathered the
accumulated cum. I was so engrossed in what Doc was doing to my pussy that I
didn't notice that Peter had moved Janet's thighs apart and was mimicking Doc's
actions. My attention was drawn to his endeavors when Janet gasped as Peter's
tongue touched her pussy. "Oh, Peter, don't do that," she admonished him. "I'm a
real mess down there. I mean it must be in terrible condition." "Ummmmhmm,"
Peter mumbled as he began eating her in earnest. Peter was learning what Doc
already knew. A pussy full of cum tastes even better than a fresh clean pussy.
Janet tried once more to object before she began to moan and rotate her hips in
response to Peter's efforts. By two in the morning Janet and I both had our
pussies eaten clean. We offered to let her stay in the other bed but she felt
she'd better get home. Her husband was out of town but she expected him to call
her first thing in the morning. She did take a shower though and left in a state
in euphoria. "This was the most fun I've ever had," she said as I helped her
dress, "and I think I'm glad Peter recognized me. Maybe with him I can have some
sexy fun more often. I just hope it doesn't get complicated." Then she and Peter
left. We found out later that Peter followed her home and spent the night with
her. She got fucked once more before she went to sleep and then Peter was
fucking her again the next morning when John, her husband, called. That upset
Janet a bit but Peter thought it was hilariously funny. After Doc's bachelor
party I felt fucked out for several days. By the end of the week, however, I was
back in the mood and I arranged a visit by a contractor that I met at the post
office. I told him I needed some remodeling done at the house. He arrived on
Saturday morning as expected and by the time he left two hours later he had cum
twice. Doc enjoyed our show from his spot in the closet and I got my pussy eaten
and then fucked again as soon as the guy was out the door. Before I knew it the
big day had arrived. Everything went without a problem and by three forty-five
that afternoon I was Mrs. Hamilton Murdoch Caldwell III. (Even Doc's parents
thought that name sounded terribly pretentious. That's why they started calling
him "Doc" when he was just a little boy.) By four o'clock I was in Doc's study
fucking the four men who were in the wedding party. I even did it with my
wedding dress on. Doc just bent me over the desk, threw my skirt up over my
back, slipped down my panties and said "Friends, I present Mrs. Murdoch for your
enjoyment. For the next half hour she's all yours." Then he sat back in the
corner and watched. All but one of the men had fucked me before. Three of them
were part of the Hansen's party gang and had also fucked me at the bachelor
party. The fourth was a colleague of Doc's who couldn't be at the bachelor
party. He got to fuck me first and did it with great enthusiasm. "I hear that
you were quite a hit at Doc's party," the guy said as he was fucking me. "I'm
glad I finally get my turn." When they were finished Doc wouldn't let me clean
up or even put my panties back on. I could feel cum running down the insides of
my thighs and wondered if there was enough there to run down below the hem of my
dress. I felt deliciously like a slut as I circulated among the guests for the
next few hours. Some of the wives there knew what had happened but most of the
rest had no clue. Our Caribbean honeymoon was ten days of wonderful sex. It
seemed that most of our time was spent in bed. We went out just often enough for
me to find some appealing guy to bring back for fun. We found the first guy at
the bar before dinner on our first night there. He was a tall good looking black
local who cruised the bars looking for white couples interested in having a
black man service the wife. I must admit even I was surprised at how directly
the guy came on. He sat down next to Doc at the bar, bought us a drink and asked
what brought us to the island. When Doc said it was our honeymoon, the guy asked
if we had ever thought about including a third man in our fun. "Your approach is
interesting but it seems a little risky," Doc said. "Do you really have that
many takers? Don't most guys get pretty upset when you talk like that to them?"
"I score at least once a week," the guy answered. "I try to make my selection
carefully. Usually I can tell from the way the woman is dressed and how she
conducts herself when her husband is around just how she and her husband feel
about sex with other men. The ones who are here to play give out pretty strong
signals. Even the ones who say no seem to be at least slightly intrigued by the
idea." I have had a number of black lovers in my time but Doc hadn't yet seen me
with one and he jumped at the chance. "Well, you guessed right this time," Doc
replied. "Let's continue this conversation up in our room." Cal turned out to be
a very talented and satisfying lover. He spent the entire night with us. We
never did get supper although I swallowed a load of his cum so I got some
nourishment. Cal agreed to let Doc take pictures of him with me and they have
become the most looked at memorabilia from our honeymoon. Doc says there was
something particularly erotic about the image of my white cunt being penetrated
by that big black cock. This got Doc to decide that I had to have a black cock
in me at least once a month ever since. I sure can't object to that. Before our
honeymoon was over I'd experienced six other new cocks. Four of those were also
big and black. The other two were attached to a pair of young single guys who'd
come to the Caribbean together looking for young single women who were there to
get laid. They hadn't found any of them, but they seemed quite happy to expend
their sexual energy satisfying this not quite so young and not at all single
woman. They spent two days with us. Doc got lots of pictures of them as well.
Using a tripod he even took one picture of me with one cock in my mouth, one in
my asshole and a third in my cunt. Doc provided the third cock.. the one in my
asshole. He'd never fucked me there before. There is a lot more that I'd love to
tell about the things Doc and I have done since we got married five years ago.
There are sure a lot of stories. We've had a lot of fun. I've fucked a lot of
men and Doc has watched me with most of them. We've found this wonderful resort
in Negril, Jamaica that we really enjoy. It's called Hedonism II. It caters to
couples who are particularly adventuresome in their sex lives. Last winter when
we were there I got fucked by twelve men in one week. I wonder sometimes if Doc
or I will ever get tired of this sort of arrangement. So far it remains a lot of
fun for both of us. The rush is still there for both of us whenever a new cock
plunges into me. I love being eaten afterwards and Doc still is like a kid in a
candy store when he knows my cunt is full of cum and waiting to be eaten. He has
undoubtedly eaten more cum that even the most ambitious fellatrix eats in a
lifetime. I must conclude this account for now because I have to get ready for
the fun evening that lies ahead. A couple of years ago we joined this club
called "Showtime." It's for couples who are into showing off. There is a club
meeting tonight. Twenty fun loving couples will gather to exchange tales of
flashing and other exhibitionist sorts of things. Tonight Doc and I will tell
about an experience that we had last week. When we were out to dinner one night
we spotted a good looking guy seated at the table directly across from us. Doc
knew that I found the guy interesting so he dared me to try to pick the guy up
even though he was there with his wife. I accepted his challenge and proceeded
to give the guy a private peek up my skirt. First I did it wearing panties and
then I went to ladies room and took them off. The guy kept stealing glances at
my exposed pussy while trying to avoid letting his wife know what was going on.
Fortunately his wife needed to pee so as soon as she left I slipped the guy a
note with our phone number on it telling him to call me. The guy didn't
disappoint me. He called later that evening and I invited him to come to our
house at ten o'clock the next morning. He showed up right on time. We headed
directly up to the sack where I coaxed two loads of cum from his beautiful cock.
Doc of course watched it all from the closet. Tonight we're going to describe
that incident to the club and then we'll reenact the whole thing. This is the
first time that Doc and I have tried to reenact any of our affairs with other
men. We haven't tried it before because we've never had anyone to play the other
man. With the club's new rules adopted a couple of months ago we can recruit one
of the husbands to help us. We asked Bill Raymond, Mary Jo's husband. We chose
them because whenever we've talked to them in the past about our lifestyle they
seem interested. Mary Jo agreed to let us "borrow" her husband but her price was
that she and Doc "spend some time together" in our room after the meeting. Bill,
Doc and I all think this is a fine arrangement so tonight Bill and Mary Jo will
play the part of the other couple at the restaurant. Then Bill will join me in
bed while Doc (and the rest of the group) watches. After the meeting Doc and
Mary Jo will go to our room at the hotel and "get even." Doc can't wait to dip
his wick in Mary Jo's shaved cunt and I can't wait to feel Bill's cock as it
enters me for the first time.
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