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Subject: {ASSM} A Sex Memoir, part four, M+g, bondage
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Date: Thu, 25 Apr 2013 05:10:03 -0400
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A Sex Memoir
Chapter 4

As soon as Lance left, I found out what kind of men Johnny and
Eddy were.

"I'll flip you to see who goes first," said Johnny.

"Bullshit," Eddy replied.  "I almost came in my shorts watching
her suck off Lance."

"OK," said Johnny, "I'll flip you for choice.  The winner gets to
choose her mouth or her pussy.  The loser gets the other end."

"Fair enough," said Eddy, taking off his shirt and his shorts.

They flipped a coin and Johnny won.  "I want her to suck my dick.
 You can fuck her."  He looked around the room.  "Bend her over
that table."

With the speed and alacrity of horny men, Johnny and Eddy bent me
over the table, which was just small enough that my head hung
over one side while my tail was supported by the other side. 
Johnny stepped in front of me, grabbed handful of my hair, and
pulled my head up so that I was face to face with his dick.  He
ordered me to open my mouth, but inserted only the first two
inches.

"Don't bite me when Eddy starts fucking you," he said.

Eddy, meanwhile, had inserted two fingers in my pussy.  "She's
damned tight and really moist, almost wet," Eddy opined.  With
that, he withdrew his fingers, and pressed his dick against the
entrance to my pussy.  It took him a few seconds of pushing
before he got his dick inside me.

"Oh man is she tight," he exclaimed.  "This bitch could make a
guy cum in two minutes."  He began to probe, slowly, but there
was nothing tentative about it.

"She's liking it," said Johnny.  "She's already humming a tune. 
Tell me how good it feels, girl."

I was, in fact, liking it, a lot.  Lance had warmed me up to the
point where I was ready for the attention of two men, and I
willingly hummed unintelligible words describing how good Eddy
felt inside me.  Neither Johnny nor Eddy were as big as Lance,
but both were as hard as a man can get, as hard as a sixteen
year-old getting it for the first time.  Satisfied that I wasn't
going to bite him, Johnny slid his dick all the way into my
mouth, just reaching the entrance to my throat.  Eddy then
grasped my hips firmly, and began methodically stroking.
"I'll bet this bitch can make a guy cum without any stroking,"
said Eddy.  "She's that tight."

"Tight is one thing," said Johnny, "but she'll need more than
that to make you cum."

"I'm not so sure," Eddy replied.

"Push your dick all the way in and we'll see," said Johnny.

When Eddy did, Johnny tightened his grip on my hair.  "Squeeze
Eddy's dick and then pull," he ordered.

I relaxed my pussy as much as I could, then squeezed and pulled.
I felt Eddy's dick move little deeper inside me, perhaps an inch.
 It didn't seem like much to me, but my opinion wasn't the one
that mattered.

"Oh, shit," Eddy groaned, "she can pull hard enough to make a
dead man cum.  Where did a girl this young learn how to do
that?"

"She's a natural, and that's all," said Johnny.  "Isn't that
right, girl?"

I hummed yes on Johnny's dick.  The compliment was genuine, even
if Johnny wasn't the one fucking me, and a genuine compliment has
always inspired me.  Also, the touching (by then) had reached a
critical point and I stopped worrying about any further plans
Johnny and Eddy might have for me and focused on the immediate
goal.  That goal suited me perfectly.  I squeezed and pulled on
Eddy's dick, at irregular intervals, and with what little freedom
of movement I had with my head, stroked Johnny's dick with a
will.  Desire, as I've already mentioned, is the key ingredient
in a good blow job, and I had more than enough to handle the dick
in my mouth.  It's true that Johnny had very nearly called me a
slut, but I could hardly blame him for that.  It was obvious, by
then, that I wasn't the type to say no.  Besides, Eddy and Johnny
were making it very nice to be a girl and that, after all, was
what made me want to come to this party in the first place.

"I never would have guessed that this girl could be this hot,"
said Johnny, "but seeing is believing."

"You mean being sucked off is believing," said Eddy.

"Yeah, whatever," came reply.

Unlike Lance, neither Eddy nor Johnny were interested in delaying
gratification.  Johnny came in my mouth no more than five minutes
after I started stroking his dick, and with a force that only a
completely aroused man can have.  A man might say he's hot for
me, but the proof is in his orgasm.  Johnny had removed all
doubt.  Likewise, Eddy (by the time he came) was very happy with
my pussy, and he wasn't shy about letting me know it.  I rarely
feel a man's cum in my pussy when he had an orgasm, but Eddy's
hold on my hips and the depth of his stroking told me what was
happening.

"Shit," he said, in a tone of admiration, "I could fuck this girl
all day.  She could make me cum every five minutes."

"Yeah, well the next thing she's going to do is make me cum,"
said Johnny.  "Trade places with me."

I wasn't worried that Eddy, or Johnny, their intentions
notwithstanding, might fuck me all day.  A man's capacity is
necessarily limited.  He might fuck me for an hour, or even two,
but he's always ready to quit before I am.  My six fuck buddies
at the college had tried, more than once, to wear me out, but
finally they had had to face physiology.  Jared had asked me
about it once.  I simply explained that men didn't wear me out. 
They turned me on.  Jared took it very well.  He was happy to
have me visit only on weekends.

2013, by Cheryl Allen Tessler.  Other works by the author can be
found at <a
href="https://sizzlereditions.com/?s=SearchResults.asp%3FCat%3D25
0&search_404=1">https://sizzlereditions.com/?s=SearchResults.asp%
3FCat%3D250&search_404=1</a>

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