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Sex.
                  The great obsession.
                  These are the stories of my lives.  
                  Its permutations of cocks and cunts, holes and moans
and slick fluids.
                  The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to a
virtual exhibitionism.  I am able to fuck and get fucked in public.
    There is no kinky activity I have to hide away for fear that my
"normal" friends would consider me a deviant reprobate.  All of us
voyeurs can watch as I relive My Sex Life and expose all of the
perverse things that I have done and that have been done to me -
things that I have never told anybody.
                  All of the stories written here are true.  I have
been eroticized all sorts of details in order create hot sex - but the
the actual "scenarios" happened.  In truth, sometimes the reality was
far less interesting, exciting or pleasant.  But my purpose is to 
make you hard and wet.
                  I started writing these stories about six years ago.
 I picked it up again last year and decided to reprint the whole thing
again in order to fill in the missing links and because its still
nostalgic.
                 If you would like to comment on these stories,
criticize them, or whatever, send inquiries to strangesub@yahoo.com

      My Sex Life #13a

            Greg Gets Fucked in the Ass
     
  In the summer of 1972, I hitchhiked across America.
  I was 18 years old.  I had long, red, curly hair - about two inches
above my shoulders.  As a silly teenager, I thought I was fat. 
However, in retrospect, I had a great little 18 year old body.  I
weighed about 170 lbs. and I was 6' tall.  I just never had a natural
musculature like my friend Todd  so, to me, my body looked "soft" and
therefore fat.  I didn't really understand until I was about 25 or 26
that to any normal guy or gal, I looked "hot."  I was a little hippie
stud muffin that was into anything and everything, and I actually
thought that I was almost "unattractive."  I suppose that was part of
a disarming innocence on my part.  In spite of my perpetual horniness
and perverse fantasies, I really didn't think that anyone else would
be interested in me.  Damn.  It's almost sad.  Such a cute kidI was.
    So, after a wonderful send off mini-orgy fuck with Todd and Andie,
I stuck out my thumb to -all gone to look for America.  I was a hippie
wanna be and I was a goin' to Californ-I-eh to tune in, turn on and
get fucked.
    Somewhere in Ohio, I got a ride from an old guy (50 or
60....Ooold) in a pick up truck.  I threw my backpack into the truck
bed and climbed into the cab.
    "Where'ya off to?" he inquired.
    "California," I replied.
    "Heh," he laughed, "I'm only going a few miles, but I can take you
that far."
    "That's great," I said, willing to go 5 miles or 500, as long as I
was headed the right way.
    The cab of the pick-up truck was clean and empty.  Except, that on
the seat between us, there were several hard core pornographic
magazines.  I casually glanced down at them and checked out the
graphic covers.
    "You can go ahead and look at those," said the old guy.  "Feel
free."
    "Thanks," I said, picking up one of the magazines.
    It was a well thumbed through mag with very explicit shots of men
and women fucking.  There were big cocks pushing into naked cunts and
spewing cum over eager faces.  Dicks getting sucked by willing mouths
and fucking cunts in front and behind.  Lots of cum.  Lots of pussy. 
Lots of big, fat cocks.
    I had been jerking off to Penthouse and / or Playboy for years
now, but this was the first hard core porno magazine I had ever seen. 
This incredible erotic montage of lurid sex gave me a first class
erection almost immediately.
    "That make you hard?" probed the old guy reaching over to my side
of the truck, placing his hand on my crotch and giving my stiff cock a
squeeze.
    Whoa, I thought, this is strange.  Where is this going?
    "Yeah, that's nice," he said, his hand still grasping and shaking
my prick a little.  "You want to show it to me?"
    He glanced at me with pleasant expectation.
    My chest tightened.  My cock was hard.  His hand was massaging my
groin, gently squeezing my prick and my balls.  I was aroused...
    "Ffwwww." I blew out my breath.
    What the hell.  With my heart pounding, I slipped my shorts and
underwear down and let my erect cock jump free.
    "Man, that's nice," he said, reaching over again and stroking my
shaft.
    "Ahhh," I sighed involuntarily, the feel of his callused hand on
my penis turning me on.
    "Yeah....  You play with it," he said removing his hand.
    He opened his own pants as I gently squeezed my throbbing tool. 
His cock was stiff when he took it out.  It was about the same size as
mine - 6 inches, but definitely thicker around.
    "Here's where I get off," he chuckled as he pulled onto an exit
ramp off of the highway.
    It was a long ramp and halfway through, he pulled the truck over
onto the grass, well off the shoulder.
    "Let me have some of that," he said after the truck was stopped. 
And he leaned over to take my stiff manhood into his mouth.
    "Ohh, ohh" I moaned, not sure this was a good idea.
    He sucked me deep into his mouth, managing to stimulate my
cockhead and my veined shaft while gently squeezing my balls.
    "Godddd," I gasped.
    This was extraordinary.  This old guy was slurping away on my
boned organ like a professional cunt.  I'd never felt anything like
this before.  His head was bobbing up and down, licking, sucking,
vacuuming my hard cock like he was competing in the Best Blow job
finals.
    "Ohh, ohh, oh, fuucckk," I panted, feeling my tightness grow and
swell.
    Jesus!  This guy was unfucking believable.  I could feel my cock
head lodge in his throat and he contracted his throat muscles,
squeezing while his tongue lapped at my shaft buried in his silky, hot
mouth. His head continued up and down, caressing, sucking, squeezing
my hard tool over and over and over again.
    "AHhh,,hh,hhhh," I cried, feeling like he was sucking up my sperm
right from my balls until I blew,  gushing into his willing mouth.
    My prick pumped my jizz, shooting violently as he eagerly drank my
cum.
    "Nn-no," I begged, "stop, please, I can't take anymore" - as his
mouth continued to piston my cock.
    After giving my cock head a few licks, cleaning the dribbling
semen from my pee hole (and continuing to drive me up the wall), he
rose up with a satisfied look on his face.  His cock was still rock
hard.
    "Would you be interested in doing me?" he asked, rubbing his dick.
    I nervously shook my head no, my body still coming down from this
incredible orgasm.  I didn't want to suck this guy now.  Not here. 
Not in the middle of the highway.  And not after I'd just cum.  And he
was old.....
    I put myself back together and got my backpack from the back of
the  truck.
    "Uh, thanks," I said through the open window.
    He nodded, sort of half smiled, and drove off, his stiff manhood
still poking out of his pants.
    Whew, I thought to myself.  This hitchhiking can get a little
weird.  I couldn't believe that this old guy could give me a blow job
like that.  That was really incredible.  Then, of course, I felt
guilty that I hadn't reciprocated.  But he was.... old.  And it was
the middle of the highway....
    I met up with another hitchhiker somewhere in Nevada and we rode
into Beserkley together.  He was staying with some friends and invited
me to crash at their pad (yeah, I actually crashed at their pad.  Far
out).  I called up the two guys that I had made friends with the last
summer in the survival school, Bill and Paul, but they were both up at
Lake Tahoe.  Paul was camping with a girlfriend and Bill was working
on a lighting crew at an entertainment casino.  I wandered around
Berkeley for a day and scored a couple of hits of acid.  Another first
for me.  I dropped a hit and spent that day and night in a wired and
wonderful world.  I had dinner with my crash pad friends - lasagna
baked with marijuana, and wandered over to People's Park that night. 
People's Park was essentially a hobo jungle by this time, but I spent
a great night talking with the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers around a
campfire and listening to hallucinations.
    The next day, I got up late and immediately did my other hit of
acid for lunch.  This time I wandered up into the hills, staying in
the woods.    Near the top of a hill, in what I thought was secluded
splendor, I took off all of my clothes and sat down against a giant
tree, in a lotus position to meditate.  As I sat there, nude and
unafraid, the inspiring effects of the LSD acted upon my libido, and
my cock stiffened in its solitary, pleasure seeking prominence. 
Without touching myself, or fantasizing at all, my world, centered in
my hard prick began to orgasm in rippling, sensual brilliance.  In
this orgiastic light (in which my prick was not actually pumping or
cumming), I vaguely noticed that I was not as secluded as I had
thought.  I was obviously near a jogging path, for a man came puffing
up the hill, facing me and veered off about fifteen feet away to pass
me on the right and continue on his way.  His face looked surprised as
he passed me, but not shocked.  This was Beserkley after all.  As I
continued to sit there in an acid induced sexual high, another man
jogged by.  This one stared at my stiff meat with some interest, but
he kept going.  All in all, about 4 or 5 joggers, passed me by in the
space of a couple of hours (only a guess - time was not rational with
me just then).  Both men and women jogged by.  I stopped paying any
attention to them as my dick remained steel hard all this time and my
body throbbed with carnal excitement.  I was "way out there."
    Then a woman jogger appeared in front of me.  I looked up and
stared in spaced out fantasy. She was had large eyes, a small nose and
normal sensual lips.  Her dark hair was long and her large breasts
bounced up and down unfettered under a raggedly cut off shirt.  Her
very tan midriff was exposed and her wide hips were loosely enclosed
by an old pair of denim shorts.  She had stopped and was jogging in
place, staring back at me, a strange naked long red haired buddha with
my stiff phallus waving in front of me.  Her sweat sheened body was
taut and fit and she seemed interested in my nonchalant erect nudity. 
In my exotic figmented erotica, I simply smiled back at her, not
moving my hands off of my knees from their circle O position.  My
erection still pulsed in front of me.  My whole body still felt like
one huge sensual high.  My hardness  started twitching in time to her
exercise and I could smell her sweat streaked body just a foot in
front of me.    As I stared her perspiring face, she lifted up her
shirt and began circling her hands on her now bare nipples.  She
continued to jog in place as she did this and  I felt my steady
breathing rising in time with the more ragged gasps of her workout.  I
started taking in sharp breaths as she massaged her tits in front of
me, fondling her nipples, her legs still moving up and down. My cock
and naked body pulsed in time to her beat.  She was obviously excited
by this scenario and she looked down at me in rapt sensuality as her
hands stroked down her half bare body to the waistband of her shorts.
     She flipped open the snap with her thumbs and pulled apart the
zipper, exposing her wet panty clad crotch.  With one motion, she
pushed down her shorts and panties to her thighs, her legs suddenly
stopping their running motion as she spread her thick, bushy twat in
my face.
   "Huh, huh, huh, huh," my breaths was coming in small pants now as I
began to shake at this incredible sight.    One hand moved to her
naked cunt and she began manipulating her wet slit, her legs planted
open and her hips jutting out towards my face in an aroused stance.
    My whole body was trembling at this acid turn-on sex stop. The
sense of rippling orgasm that had been going on this whole time was
now centered in my pulsing meat.  As I smelled her hot pussy juices
dripping from her probing fingers, I continued shaking and moaning in
low tones.  My hands moved of their own volition towards my throbbing
manhood.   Then as they both met at my crotch, covering my balls and
cock, I exploded into a mind wrenching orgasm.
   Liquid fire coursed through my penis as my hot cum erupted,
shooting up into the air, splattering on my erotic seducer's sweat
sheened leg.
    "AHHHHHHHHHH!" I cried as I bent over, my face falling onto her
sweaty calf, sliding down her wet leg across my own sperm as the power
of my orgasm overwhelmed me.
    I clutched my crotch as everything burst into orgiastic splendor
and I felt nothing but waves of rippling luscious sex.
    Sex.  Cumming.  Insane fire shooting from my whole body, spewing
from my madly dancing prick. Everything Orgasm as Everything else
ceased to exist.
    I don't know how long the orgasm lasted.  I don't know how long
the woman stayed there.  I don't know if she tried to revive me or if
I even blacked out.  All I remember is coming back to awareness, still
in a lotus position, but bent over, my face to the ground.  The woman
was gone and it seemed later in the day.
    I was still tripping, but it was less intense.  I concluded that
the event had not been one big hallucination because besides the cum
on my hands and penis, there was dried cum on my face from where I had
fallen against her leg.
    I shakily put my clothes on and walked back down to Beserkley. 
What a wild thing life was....
    I left the next day, hitchhiking up to Lake Tahoe to visit my
friends. I got high in the morning with the people I had been staying
with, and the second ride I had got me high again.  I was cruising
along very nicely. It was dark by the time my last ride picked me up. 
He was a younger man, somewhere in his twenties.
    He was driving an old beat up sedan, and I knew as soon as I got
in the car that this guy was somewhat whacked out.  He talked a blue
streak all the way into Tahoe and all the time kept on checking out my
body, my face, my crotch.  And he looked like something out of the old
movie "Reefer Madness."  He was that agitated.  By the time he drove
into an isolated residential street overlooking  the California part
of Lake Tahoe, I was a little worried about just how bizarre this guy
was.  But - as soon as he stopped the car and reached over and grabbed
my cock through my shorts, I immediately got a hard on.  Ah, the
insanity of my youth.
    I let him unzip my shorts and pull down my underwear, freeing my
rigid tool.  He  promptly bent over across the seats and took my stiff
meat into his mouth.
    He began savagely sucking and slurping away on my meat as if he
had been starving for teenage cock and I was his taste of deliverance.
 He grabbed me and pumped my penis in a mad frenzy of need.  .
    "Yeah," he said, "You like me fucking you, don't you.  You like my
mouth on your prick.  Yeah.  I can fuck you in the ass.  Huh?  huh? 
Come on your face.  You'd like that.  My hard cock up your asshole. 
Want me to fuck you in the ass?  I could tie you up and fuck you in
the ass until you squealed."
    All the while he was babbling, he was pulling on my pud,
masturbating me, his mumbling mouth inches from my cock head.  He
would ferociously swallow my cock, gobbling up my pulsing hardness and
then go back to talking about all the ways he's like to violate my
teenage body.    And while he was really scaring me, I was also really
turned on.  I didn't want him to any these perverse things to me, but
his rantings were getting me hotter and hotter.
    "Uuoohhhh," I moaned as I started shuddering and my cock began
pumping out my hot cum.
    "Yeah, yeah," he gurgled, taking my spewing manhood deep into his
throat, sucking the throbbing gobs of jiz from my prick.
    He kept on sucking, vacuuming my penis dry, drinking my cum and
writhing on the front seat of his car.  I had to push his head off of
my cock, as he kept on licking and sucking.
     "I can fuck you in the ass.  You want me to fuck you in the ass?"
 he queried as he finally got his face off of my crotch.
    "No," I mumbled.  "I have to get down to the beach.  Some friends
are waiting."
    "Okay," he said.  And that was all.
   He didn't say another word as he drove me down to the beach.  He
stopped, I got my stuff and he took off.  Didn't say another word.  He
was bizarre.
    I found my friend Paul at the beach along with his girlfriend.  We
spent a pleasant night together, they in their tent, me in my sleeping
bag, and after catching up on old times and getting high with them, I
left in the afternoon for the North shore of the Lake where Bill was
working at a casino.
    I got up there by evening and managed to hook up with Bill.  He
was a member of the lighting crew on this rock production and was
actually working the board during the performance.  A major rock group
was performing.  I knew their music and owned a couple of their
albums, so it was really cool to hang out with Bill, get high and
watch the show.   After the performance, we went to the suite in the
hotel where he stayed with a whole bunch of other people.  As far as I
could figure, this was the crew room where they were staying,  but it
was a very large combination bedroom and living room.  There were two
king sized beds and several couches.  It looked like a magnified hotel
room. It was treated more as a communal party room.  I never did
really figure out who "stayed" there.  A lot of people were just going
in and out with girlfriends or perhaps wives or perhaps just
appreciative members of the audience.  Bill and I reminisced over the
survival school while we smoked some very fine weed.  I was zonked
stoned within the first half hour and then somebody brought out some
cocaine, which I had never tried before. They did the whole mirror and
twenty dollar bill number and I snorted several lines, making my nose
first irritated and then numb.
    Cocaine.  Interesting drug.  It works right on the old brain
giving you a feeling of power and perception.  And between that and
the pot I had been smoking, I was on top of the world.  My universe
expanded to the point where anything was possible. Once more, I was
king.  I minutely observed all of the coming and goings and carrying
on of the band, the crew and their friends.   The lead singer in this
rock group (who are, by now, all respectable grandfathers, those that
are still alive.) had come in and was making out on one of the king
sized  bed with two girls.  He was having a lot of fun, very slow and
very erotic and I unabashedly stared at them, getting very turned on
in my flying high state.  He was performing in an tantalizing,
seductive manner and, in my condition, I was mesmerized.
    He would kiss and fondle one girl while the other opened his shirt
and caressed his chest.  Then he switched to that girl, slowly
disrobing her while the first further undressed him.  They seemed
totally oblivious to the fact that the room was full of people!  They
kept on exposing more and more flesh, and I surreptitiously checked
out the other people in the room. They were mostly watching the same
as I; or getting high; or making out with each other; or just talking.
 Bill had left me and I hadn't a clue what to do... so I just watched.
    I discreetly massaged my hard dick through my pants when they were
all finally naked and his semi-hard prick was exposed to view.  The
buzz that I was feeling moved into my crotch making my erection pulse
as I appreciated these very young, very nubile, very naked females
working on this guy. They were both opening their legs and
occasionally stroking their wet cunts and pussy lips, putting on a
show for the watching crowd.  It was almost funny.  I would have been
embarrassed to stare at them, but I was cruising so high that my
embarrassment circuit was turned off.  Plus the fact that there were
about ten other people in the room paying some or rapt attention to
this ribald display of flesh.
    The two girls were all over him, both of them licking his cock,
one sucking on his balls, the other taking his half stiff meat into
her mouth and working up and down its glistening shaft.  He had a
decent size cock - bigger than mine,  probably about 7 inches long as
the girls made it grow.  I was amazed that he wasn't rock hard
already, but he seemed to be enjoying himself as one girl continued to
fondle his hairy balls in her hands and with her mouth.  They were
both moaning in appreciation while the performer just laid back and
enjoyed himself.  The girls were putting on their own show as one
lewdly licked his balls and inner thighs while the other continued to
flick the tip of her tongue over the head of his penis.  He tangled
his hands in her hair and urged her forward, pushing her hungry mouth
down on his now throbbing meat.  She swallowed him while the other
girl moved and let her perspiring breasts rub against their bodies,
her erect nipples eliciting moans of satisfaction as they grazed
against the writhing naked forms.  The girl sucking his hard meat
hollowed out her cheeks and bobbed up and down on his tool.
    It was the most public lewd spectacle I had ever seen!  And I
loved it.  I was squeezing my hard manhood in appreciation through my
pants.
    I saw other couples groping and undressing in the well lit room. 
Everybody seemed to have no compunctions about overt, open sex.  
Another couple about two feet away from me began undressing, feeling
each other and kissing and fondling while still standing up.  Her
shirt came off and then her pants and panties until she was naked
while the guy she was with still had all of his clothes on except for
his hard cock sticking out of his pants.  Then, she kneeled before
him, naked except for her boots, her ass about six inches away from me
and began sucking his stiff tool, enjoying the fleshy hardness.  Her
hard tits jiggled as she began slurping on his trembling meat in
earnest.
    I couldn't believe this whole scene.  I was at an orgy and I
didn't have a date.  I was contemplating just pulling out my raging
hard on and simply jerking off when Bill walked back in the door with
two young girls.  He spotted me and I praised him forever in my mind
as he walked over to me.
    "Hey Greg," said Bill,  "This is Kim and Diane."  
    Kim was a busty brunette, tall and that indefinite age between 16
and 21 - she was dressed in a tie dyed t-shirt and tight jeans.  It
was deliciously obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra.  Her tits were
voluptuous.  Diane was younger than Kim, somewhere between 13 and 16
I'd say, but I really wasn't a very good guesser.  She could have been
as young as 12 or as old as 18.  She looked more like a twelve year
old.  She had on a granny dress that might have made her look younger
than she really was- it seemed out of place.  And her breasts were
small, barely pushing out from the fabric of her dress.
      "Hi," I said lamely as Kim and Bill started immediately making
out - she was licking his neck and their hands were fondling each
other.   Again, being still young and weird, despite my own odd sexual
experiences, I was hung up and unsure about this whole scene. 
Unbelievable.  There was a very visible, very hard, famous rock star
in the bed with two hot little twats, not ten feet away from me;
another good looking nude slut sucking some guy off two feet away from
me, I was as high as I had ever been in my life and I was certainly as
horny as I had ever been - and here I was getting embarrassed at Bill
introducing me to some young chick while he was getting off with her
older friend.  And I was very, very high.  A million contradictory
thoughts were zooming through my head as my own hard contradictory
dick pulsed inside my pants. I smiled weakly at Diane and she smiled
weakly back.
    "Uh, are you from Tahoe?"  I inquired feebly.  
    "No, we live in Albuquerque.  We're just here for the band," she
replied.
    "OHhhh, Suck the man's tool, honey!" shouted the guy next to me to
the long haired beauty working on his stiff prick.
    His shirt was off by now and his pants around his ankles as he
drove his hips back and forth, pounding in and out of her mouth.  The
lead singer had one of the girls bent over kneeling on the bed and was
fucking her doggy style while the other babe was writhing against him,
rubbing her nipples up and down his back, caressing his flesh.
    "Oh my God!" I heard and I turned around again to see Kim's hands
encircling Bill's huge phallus.
    Diane turned around to look also and I ended up behind her
watching as Bill stripped off Kim's top, exposing her full fleshy
mounds and palming her hard nipples as she helped him off with his
clothes.  She was awed by the size of his horse cock and I was
seriously impressed myself.  I didn't remember it as big as it really
was...  Damn the man was hung!
    Diane and I both watched as Kim fondled Bill's enormous meat. I
finally took a risk and began kissing Diane's neck and ears from
behind her, pressing my own hard rod into her backside.  I was not
sure how this girl who still looked like a child would react, but I
drew her to me, my hands massaging her shoulders, creeping down to the
small swell of her breasts.  She offered no resistance.
    Yes!  Now, I could join in this madness and I let my sensual
spirit take over.  I continued massaging my hands over her shoulders
and slowly down to her small breasts. There was a mass orgy going on
and I was overwhelmingly, erotically high.  I deliberately pushed my
hard manhood against Diane's tight ass, into her small butt.  God, I
was hot!
    We both continued to watch as Kim, now naked, went to her knees in
front of Bill, his oversized tool jutting out in front of his nude
form as she started licking the massive tip of his glans.  I began
pulling up Diane's dress, slacking off my cock rubbing as I inched her
granny gown up, gathering the folds, until I exposed her panty clad
ass cheeks.  Man oh man, she may have been young and skinny, but I
wanted to fuck in the worst possible way.  Still afraid, in spite of
the steamy fucking and sucking going on around us, that she was going
to resist or run away, I again pressed my rigid bulge into her ass
crack.  She began swaying to the rhythm of the wild scenes, pressing
back against me.  I pulled her to me by her breasts in relief as I
turned to catch more glimpses of fucking and sucking going on.  The
lead singer was still savagely fucking his groupie while another band
member had joined them on the bed, possibly fucking the second girl. I
was too fucked up to see clearly.
    My hard stiffness was swollen in my pants and I jerked forward
eagerly, pressing the full thickness of it through Diane's flimsy
panties and into the crevice of her buttocks.  I humped the thin folds
of the nylon material against her tiny anus sending small spasms of
lewd pleasure rippling up my body as I tried to massage her nipples
through bra and dress. I could barely feel the hard tips through what
had to be a padded bra.
    "Ohhhh, mmmmmmm," she moaned, grinding her hips into my cock and
her tits into my hands.
     "This is fucking incredible," I murmured, more sure of myself
now.   I moved my hands off of her breasts back to the buttons that
held her granny gown together and began unbuttoning the back of her
dress exposing her bra strap and naked back.  I slipped my hands into
her dress from behind, curling around her bare mid-section and rising
to push the bra up and away from her tiny breasts.  I cupped the small
naked mounds greedily, now rubbing her hard nipples with my thumbs. 
Yes, I was flying now.  The feel of her naked flesh on my hands and
watching Kim try to lick and fondle Bill's
giant pole had me ratcheted up in a drug induced intensity of
hedonistic delight.
    Diane gave a gasp of pleasure as I pushed forward again, pulling
her back to me by her tits, my pelvis humping her still panty covered
ass deeper into her crack.
    I looked over my shoulder and saw that the nearby naked cock
sucker was now on two feet, moaning at the pleasure of getting her
nipples sucked by her original partner and another guy.
    I trailed my hands down Diane's smooth belly and inserted my
fingers into the elastic waistband of her panties.  I couldn't control
myself and I pushed down her panties, laying bare her hot cunt to my
seeking fingers and her naked ass to my still constrained cock.  She
jerked and moaned as my hands found her wet slit and I pulled on the
lips of her vagina to snake my fingers into her hot cunt.  She began
to grind her naked ass against my still covered cock as I played with
her aroused pussy. I kept on getting flashes of this huge orgy  - the
girl next to me went down again on the other guy's    pistoning cock
as second man caressed her breasts, got down on the floor and began
licking between her open legs.   I pushed Diane's dress down to the
floor and took off her bra, leaving her naked as she stepped out of
her panties, turned around, and began tearing at my clothes.
    Yes, yes, yes, yes, I thought as I threw my clothes off with
abandon, my naked ass rubbing against the cock sucking girl's head as
I struggled to join the this perverted crowd.

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