Servicing the Men
by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com
Born and raised on a farm in a small Missouri town, I certainly was
not prepared for the fantastic things that have happened to me in the last
year. I was a virgin when I married Ronnie right out of high school. We were
everybody's "perfect couple" - he played football, and I was a cheerleader.
Ronnie worked hard for a lot of years, and, last year, got the "big" promotion
and was transferred to Springfield. We had to leave our little town for the
first time in our lives. It was very scary, but our minister gave us an
introduction letter to a church just outside of Springfield, and the people at
our new church were the greatest - making us feel at home, helping us settle
in, among other things.
As you can guess, I was the dumb little country girl in the big city for
the first time - I had never been exposed to all the sex and violence and
four-letter words in the "outside" world. Ronnie and I were about even in the
sex department, and I didn't believe people could do the things to each other
that I have recently discovered they do.
Ronnie and I have been married nine years and we normally made love maybe
two or three times a month, and, although I was unaware of this, I had never
experienced an orgasm in all the years of my marriage. We had sex in the
traditional, "missionary" position, and as soon as Ronnie reached his climax, he
would get up and take a shower, and then I'd take mine. To me, the sex felt
good, but I thought that was all there was to it - no big deal. We had never
tried, or even discussed, oral sex or anything else for that matter.
Ronnie's new job keeps him on the road constantly and he is gone more than
he's home. We bought a house when we moved to Springfield, and the upkeep and
expenses in the area are demanding. We live near a large state university and
decided to rent out a room to a college student. Ronnie and I didn't want just
anybody living in our house, so we were fortunate enough to have a church
member recommend her nephew to us.
My story really begins last August, when our college student, Delroy, moved
in. As part of the rental agreement, I made his bed everyday and cleaned his
room. A couple of weeks after he moved in, I found a whole stack of "adult"
magazines under his bed. There were "Playboys" and "Penthouses," but there
were also magazines with only pictures called things like "Stockings and Lace,"
"Bush Basher," "Anal Honeys," and "Big Tit Fuckers." I was amazed and shocked
at what I saw in the pictures and what I read in the letters and stories. But
every day, I dug another one out to read or look at.
One afternoon, Delroy came in unexpectedly and caught me sitting on his bed,
reading his magazines. I was embarrassed beyond words, and wanted to die! I
could feel myself blush from head to toe, and Delroy tried to console me, telling
me not to be ashamed. We began to talk, and he asked me a lot of questions
about my attitude towards sex, and even my experiences. I had never talked to
anyone about sex, and I just opened up, for the first time in my life.
After a long conversation, he finally convinced me that I had never
really experienced sex to the fullest and knew nothing of its pleasures. To
make a long (and I'm sure, obvious) story short, within two weeks, Delroy seduced
me and we began having sex every day.
Soon after we started, Delroy insisted on performing oral sex on me. I
resisted at first, but finally gave in, and, within a few short minutes, I
experienced the most wonderful orgasm of my life! From that second on, I
couldn't get enough of his sucking and screwing me. He never failed to bring
me to climax and I was so hooked on his wonderful body and tongue that I would
have done almost anything to have him suck me.
Several days later, Delroy asked me to perform oral sex on him. Of course, I
refused, telling him that I had never done anything like that, even with Ronnie.
He told me that he would not suck me until I sucked him. Two days later I gave
in and started sucking him regularly.
From that day on, our schedule was for me to suck him until he came (and
I swallowed it), then we would make love until he came a second time, and then
he would suck me until I had my greatest orgasm of the day. Somehow, each day
and each orgasm was better than the last. Needless to say, I loved every
second of our lovemaking.
Delroy soon told me that he wanted me to go out and buy a very specific sexy
outfit for him. Everything was to be black. The dress was to be very short
and tight. I was also to get a sexy lace bra and tiny lace panties,
garterbelt, stockings and the highest patent leather, high heels I could find.
I bought the items as soon as I could afford them, finding the shoes at a
Goodwill store. Of course, I had to hide my new outfit so that Ronnie wouldn't
see it.
Almost everyday, when I dressed up in my outfit, it would drive Delroy
absolutely nuts. He would go wild and our lovemaking hit new heights of
excitement. I would walk around in my outfit for him, and then he would
undress me down to the garterbelt, nylons and heels and I would keep those on
as we made love and sucked each other. We had a wonderful relationship. We
would carry on like this everyday and I would have two, three, even sometimes
four orgasms a day!
One day, after classes resumed after Christmas break, Delroy came home from
class and, out of the blue, told me he wanted me to dress up in my black outfit
and go with him to a friend's apartment. He said he wanted to show my outfit
to his friend. When I absolutely refused, he announced that there would be no
more sex, not even sucking, and left the house to live with his friend.
Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and called Delroy at his friend's
apartment. People (including Ronnie) were asking me where Delroy was and why he
wasn't home. But the real reason was, I now needed my constant sex, and I
especially needed Delroy to suck me off to my wonderful orgasms. On the phone, I
pleaded with Delroy to come back and he didn't agree until I told him I would do
anything he wanted me to do.
Delroy returned in two days, and after about a week, our routine was back to
normal. The following weekend, Ronnie was out of town, and Delroy told me that he
had set up a party with a friend of his (Gene), and that I was to wear my sexy
outfit. I was too ashamed to risk being seen in public in the outfit, so I
carried it in a small gymbag. When we arrived at Gene's apartment, Delroy
introduced me as his "sexy landlady," and said, "Her husband is out of town and
anything goes!" I was so embarrassed in front of this total stranger. Delroy
then went into the kitchen to make drinks, and Gene put his arm around me,
telling me to put on the little outfit he had "heard so much about."
When I had finished dressing, Gene kissed me and ran his hand down inside
the top of my dress, feeling my large breasts. I pulled away and yelled for Delroy to
drive me home. He said that I had promised to do whatever he wanted, and that
now was the time to prove it. He then downed his entire drink, spun me around
and unzipped my dress. It dropped to the floor as he said to Gene, "Check out
this fantastic body! Have you ever seen any better?"
I stood there, trembling and fighting back tears as Delroy unhooked my bra
and pulled off my panties. I can never explain how embarrassed and humiliated
I was standing there, almost naked, in front of a total stranger, and seeing
the excitement blaze in his eyes. Delroy pushed me down on Gene's lap and went to make another round of drinks. Gene's hands were all over my body - squeezing, caressing, rubbing. Feeling my E-cup breasts, squeezing my puffy nipples, until finally, his hand forced
its way between my thighs and found my clit. Delroy returned with the drinks and said, "Let's go to the bedroom," where they both undressed and pushed me on the bed between them.
That Friday night (and Saturday morning!) from 9p to 6a,
the three of us participated in a sex orgy that was totally unbelievable and
beyond anything I had ever dreamed possible. I was so sore I could barely walk for days afterward. Delroy tore into my pussy three times, and Gene screwed me four times! I admit I did love their big cocks - both were over eight inches and Gene's was well over nine! Each of them sucked me until I reached orgasms, and I sucked both of them off twice. While Delroy was screwing me, Gene straddled my chest and put his cock into my mouth. Then they would switch, and Gene would screw me from behind as I sucked Delroy, lying on the bed. Delroy fell asleep
first and then Gene, and that's the order I woke each of them the next morning,
by sucking them to orgasm.
After that night, we returned to Gene's apartment at least once a week,
for repeat performances. One night, during the week, two classmates stopped by
and Gene invited them in. Within seconds they were naked and getting on the
bed. Delroy insisted that I have sex with them, too. They didn't even tell me
their names, and before the night was over, both of them had screwed me twice,
and I had sucked them both off to climaxes.
Towards the end of the semester, Delroy started bringing guys home from
class with him, telling me to have sex with them. When I counted them up, I
realized I had had sex with fourteen total strangers (not counting Gene!).
Every time I refused, Delroy threatened to move out, again, and I knew he meant
it. After the first time with me, some of them stopped back and had sex with
me, even if Delroy wasn't home!
Last week, at the end of the semester, Delroy told me he wanted me to go to
a party with him. By then, I had an idea what kind of party it would be, so I
refused. He then told me that if I agreed to go, he would find a job nearby,
and stay at the house all Summer, instead of moving back to New Jersey until
the Fall semester. Of course, I couldn't bear the thought of four months
without sex with Delroy, so I agreed to go.
When I walked into the party in my black outfit, it was immediately
obvious that I was the only woman there. The guys, some of whom had been to
the house with Delroy, all took turns dancing with me, and that was fun. But
within an hour, I was being led down the hall, into a bedroom, and being
stripped at Delroy's urging. For the next four hours, I had continuous sex, until
all eleven men were exhausted, and I couldn't get them aroused any more, no
matter how hard I tried.
That party made me stop and think about where my life was headed. I
think I still love Ronnie, even though he can't even begin to drive me wild the
way Delroy does. I've hinted about oral sex with Ronnie, but he says it just
doesn't sound "proper."
I know I'm on a wild ride with Delroy and his college friends. I just don't
know how to stop it. I know guys talk, and soon, word about these orgies is
bound to get out to someone. I'm even running out of excuses for why I miss so
many Sunday services when Ronnie is out of town! Just today, Delroy came home from
his new construction job for the Summer and said he was telling all his
coworkers about what a sexy landlady he had!
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The End
© Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com