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Samantha, My Wife (M+F, wife-gb, exh)
by Duneman (duneman69@yahoo.com)
Date: November 

***

The hypocrisy of some men tempts me to laugh. They go down to the 
strip joints and juice bars hiding their hard-on's as they fork 
over their money to the dancers. They talk about wanting to fuck 
the dancers, but ask them if they'd like their wife or girlfriend 
to be a dancer and they'll start putting the dancers down.

That's bullshit!

I'm proud to be married to a very successful stripper. My wife 
dances topless in a rather upscale "Gentleman's Club", then dances 
nude at stag parties. Quite often she has sex with the men at the 
stags and sometimes, if she comes across a cute or well hung guy 
at the topless bar she'll ball him in a VIP room where they 
perform the lap dances.

Away she's pretty insatiable. Before we got married she estimated 
that she'd fucked over 2400 men. She's added a lot to that 
lifetime total since. Her philosophy is to fuck a new guy every 
day. We live near the beach on the west end of Galveston Island so 
she's down there on the "unofficial" nude beach every day the 
weather permitting and she's balled at least hundred of guys out 
there.

"Sam", short for Samantha, her stage name, is the daughter of an 
American Sailor and a Japanese prostitute. The mix has resulted in 
an indescribably sexy woman. She's 5'4", 110 pounds, 36D-24-36 
with long thick nipples that protrude beneath every outfit, 
straight chestnut hair that reaches her ass, a tight, flat belly, 
and a magnificent ass. She also has a "snapper" you know, one of 
those pussies that can squeeze and milk the cum out of your cock. 
She brags that the man hasn't been born that she can't deep throat 
and so far, she hasn't met one she couldn't. Her mother had sent 
her to a "school" to train to be a prostitute when she was sixteen 
and she had been an avid student.

Sam thinks her legs are too short but I've never heard anyone 
complain. If I had to name a flaw it would be her boyfriend, Mike. 
Actually, I like having Mike in bed with us now that we've settled 
one issue. You see, Sam's been in love with him since before she 
married her first husband. Mike is her best friend's husband, and 
he's bisexual. Sam's first husband Ray was one of Mike's friends; 
Sam married Ray as a means of keeping Mike in her sex life.
The fact that Ray was hung like a horse and enjoyed sharing Sam 
with other men made it all the better. 

Her first marriage didn't work out for reasons that will be 
revealed as our story unfolds. 

Well the point of this story is to relate an abbreviated biography 
of my slut wife. So I'll begin.

Sam's mother married her American father for one reason, he was 
comparatively wealthy. He married her because like me, the idea of 
being married to a slut who's balling other guys appeals to us.

Growing up in Japan and educated in a convent school run by French 
nuns, Sam was the subject of their scorn. She was a "bad girl", 
she smoked, she hung around with the wrong people and worst of 
all, she hung around with boys with a reputation. She was first in 
her class to get boobs, and by the time she was thirteen she had a 
respectable set of knockers, for a thirteen year old. She "dated" 
lots of boys and enjoyed letting them fondle her boobs. So it was 
little wonder the sixteen-year-old drummer of a local band asked 
her out.

She was really excited about having an older boyfriend, especially 
a musician. On their first date, when he popped her cherry, he set 
her on a path that would last well into her thirties.

He asked her not to wear a bra when she was with him he liked to 
show her off to the other guys in the band who were all much older 
than he was. She'd hang around when they'd rehearse, they'd smoke 
some grass then she'd fuck his brains out. After a couple months 
he asked her if she'd mind balling one of the other guys from the 
band and she was happy to do it.

Before long she was screwing all of the guys in the band. The 
older guys taught her all kinds of things. She learned the 
rudiments of sucking cock, they ate her pussy, and they fucked her 
in the ass. They'd show her porno magazines and they'd try the 
things they'd see in them like gangbangs and double fucking. 
Imagine, an insignificant local band with their very own groupie. 
She was in love with her boyfriend so when he asked her to fuck a 
couple of his buddies, she did it. She kept doing it because she 
enjoyed it. Eventually, she was screwing promoters to get them 
gigs.

When she was sixteen a major event which would influence the rest 
of her sex life took place. Her best friend, a cute but trashy 
blonde, told her that a major American Rock and Roll band (who's 
identity I shan't reveal as none of them are Kennedy's and 
therefore wouldn't be able to get away with screwing underage 
girls) was performing in Tokyo. She suggested they try to get into 
their hotel rooms. Imagine being able to brag about fucking one of 
these stars!

They arranged their cover with another friend who'd lie to their 
parents for them, dressed up in their sexiest clothes, and caught 
the train to Tokyo. Sam enjoyed the looks of the men on the train 
as they openly stared at her. She now sported a perfectly formed 
set of "C" cup tits with enormous nipples which unencumbered by a 
bra jiggled and bounced under a tube top selected for both the 
unrestrictive elasticity of it's material as well as the scarcity 
of that same material. Her bare midriff seemed almost concave 
above a well-worn and skintight pair of hip hugger bell-bottom 
jeans. Since she didn't have any thong panties to prevent panty 
lines she simply wore nothing under the jeans. Her friend, wore a 
"peasant" top, which made her smaller boobs seem nearly as large 
as Sam's, her midriff also bare above a pair of tight Levi's.

In the hotel, the Japanese staff assumed that these English-
speaking girls "must" be with the band. Actually, they figured the 
girls were teenage call girls and led them right to the rooms.

>From this point, things didn't go as planned. Of the dozen or so 
men in the suite, only one was a member of the band. The rest were 
all roadies who hung out in the suite having tired of the way the 
Japanese treat "Gaijin" (foreigners). They'd been touring Asia for 
three weeks so when Sam and Amy entered, all eyes locked on Amy's 
blonde hair. 

The musician pulled rank, escorted Amy to his bedroom, and locked 
the door. Sam was left standing in a room full of half drunk, half 
stoned roadies, most of whom were big hulking roustabouts. Well, 
she wasn't blonde but damn, she spoke English! So the guys made 
her feel welcome.

She had a drink and smoked some dope with them. The conversation 
was openly sexual and soon the guys began complimenting her tits 
and asking if they could see them. Sam, who enjoyed showing off 
her tits quickly agreed, stood, and removed her tube top. She 
displayed her big boobs proudly; turning so all could see them. 
Then she took hold of the hands of the two men nearest her and 
placing them on her tits asked them if they felt as good as they 
looked.

She closed her eyes and savored the sensation as the men fondled 
her tits and twisted her nipples, which hardened at the touch.

"Christ! Look at these nips!" one exclaimed.

"You want to see something?" she asked them loudly enough for all 
to hear "Suck them," she instructed.

The roadies began to suck her nipples. The areolas crinkled with 
excitement and the nipples themselves swelled to almost twice 
their resting size. Sam was really getting turned on seeing how 
all these guys she mesmerized. She wanted more so she unbuttoned 
her jeans and dropped them to the floor. Her pussy was already wet 
as she asked aloud "Does anybody here want to fuck me?"

No intelligible words were heard but the response was undeniably a 
unanimous yes. The men all began pulling off their clothes as they 
approached. Sam was ecstatic as relished being nude and surrounded 
by a crowd of nude men, all groping her and knowing that each an 
every one of them was going to fuck her that night.

She pushed one down to the floor and mounted his erect cock. As 
she rode it two others presented their cocks to her mouth and she 
began sucking them in turn. A fourth began to fuck her ass while 
the rest waited and cheered when she'd cum or one of the guys 
would shoot a load onto her back or face.

Part Two

She couldn't be sure but she thought she'd sucked and fucked every 
one of them. Cum dribbled from her pussy and chin. Her ass and 
tits were sticky with drying jism when the guys began to slow 
down. She was tired too but so electrified with sex she didn't 
want them to stop. 

A young one, probably only a couple years older than she, brought 
her a warm face cloth and a cold Pepsi. She drank the soda while 
he gently cleaned the spunk from her tits and cunt. She took the 
cloth from him and wiped her own face clean while he went to get 
another towel.

At that moment the door opened. Two black men entered followed a 
second later by an ebony giant. A third black man who looked to 
Sam as if he was seven feet tall. He had huge arms with biceps 
that looked bigger around than her thighs. The scenario before him 
was not one to which he was unaccustomed so he knew what had taken 
place. His face flowed into a toothy smile and his eyes twinkled 
as he peeled off his t-shirt and walked toward Sam. 

His chest and abs were chiseled like a body builder. Sam was 
entranced as he approached, when he reached her he unbuttoned his 
jeans and extracted a cock that was beyond belief. Even soft it 
was easily a foot long and as thick as many men's arm. She hardly 
noticed one of the other black men as he slid his cock into her 
cum slick pussy; her eyes were locked on the cock before her.

"Come on baby, suck my black dick," the man cooed. Sam eagerly 
opened her mouth wide and took the head into her mouth but try as 
she did she couldn't get enough of his cock into her to give him a 
proper blowjob. Her jaw began to ache so she grabbed his cock with 
both hands and pulling it from her mouth she began to lick it.

The first black guy pumped a load onto her belly and was quickly 
replaced by the other. In the back of her mind it occurred to her 
that it was a shame she was so distracted from their fucks as they 
had nice big cocks themselves though not half the size of the 
monster to which she pressed her lips.

"I guess my big black cock jus' too big fo' yo' little Jap mouth." 
he sighed, "Well, I guess yo' be happy to stretch yo' juicy little 
snatch aroun' my cock." 

Oh yeah, she thought, I gotta get that in my pussy!

While he waited for the second guy to finish fucking her, the 
giant used his cock like a trowel to spread the pool of cum from 
her belly up onto her tits. He straddled her and pressed his cock 
between her tits. She pressed her tits in from the sides, 
enveloping his meat in the luscious folds of her boobs as he 
pumped slowly. Sam was astonished as the cock grew even larger and 
began to harden.

Finally she felt the guy fucking her begin to shoot his load. He 
shot an big load deep into her cunt spraying her cervix like a 
fire hose. She was surprised by the orgasm it set off. The giant 
laughed and complimented her for being such a hot little slut.

He took his place between her immediately pressing his cock deep 
into her pussy until the head bumped into the cervix. Then he 
began to fuck her slowly. The sensation was painful but oh what a 
lovely pain it was. Her snatch was stretched do tight she felt 
every vein as it passed into her eager quim. She closed her eyes 
and smiled as she groaned with the overwhelming pleasure. He 
dropped his weight onto her, sliding his massive pecs on her cum 
slickened chest then his hand found her left tit and he bent to 
lick and suck the nipple.

She began to cum, and cum, and cum again. Wave after wave of 
ecstasy began to wash over her. Each wave seemed to be stronger, 
more intense than the one before it. She fell into a trance, she 
heard nothing, she felt nothing other than his immense cock 
cleaving her like a diamond drill. It was incredible, and yet, 
when he climaxed he pressed his cock head against her cervix and 
pumped what seemed like liters of spunk into her. It was so 
forceful it must be squiring past her cervix right into her 
uterus. He pumped more and more into her, he'd back his cock 
partway out of her then when he'd slam it back in sperm squirted 
between their legs.

When at last her orgasm subsided, she fell asleep. She remembered 
awaking later, the giant lying beside her still sucking her 
nipples. She lay there enjoying it until she once more dozed.

The following morning Amy found Sam asleep on the floor. She was 
still nude and covered with dried cum. Amy roused her and led her 
to the bathroom. Sam used the toilet then looked at herself in the 
mirror as Amy started the shower. A white crust covered most of 
her neck, chest, and belly. It struck her as odd that her right 
tit was covered with dried cum but her left tit was clean. Then 
she remembered the giant was licking her left tit when she woke 
during the night. 

"What the fuck happened to you?" Amy asked.

"I fucked all of them."

"What?...How many?..." Amy stammered.

"The roadies, I fucked them all. And let me tell you, there's a 
black guy with the world's biggest dick here and he gave me an 
orgasm like I.... Well, you gotta fuck him yourself."

"Not me honey. If my daddy found out I balled a nigger he'd disown 
me." Amy replied "Your mom better not find out about you screwing 
a darkie either!" 

Sam's mom, a full-blooded Japanese was as prejudiced as most 
Japanese. Anglos were bad enough, but any other race was "too" 
inferior.


"What about you?" Sam remembered to ask, "Did you get laid?"

"Don't ask. The son of a bitch was so stoned that he fucked me for 
about two minutes, shot his load on my leg and fell asleep." Amy 
complained, "You should see his dick, little bitty thing like one 
of the Japanese boys."

Sam laughed at that then ducked into the shower. When she finished 
they went out into the sitting room to find her clothes. They were 
still looking when the door opened and two of the roadies entered. 
They were clad only in cut-off's and they stared openly at Sam as 
they came in. They slid off their shorts and sandwiched Sam 
between them, one erect cock pressed against her belly, the other 
her back. Their hands stroked her and soon Sam felt herself 
becoming aroused as they fondled her tits.

Her nipples were tender but she didn't object as one began to suck 
them then they dropped to the floor, Sam mounted a cock before she 
was pressed forward, her tits resting upon the muscular chest of 
the man she was fucking. The other slid in behind her, pressed his 
cock against his friend's and guided it into Sam's cunt. She'd 
never had two cocks in her pussy at the same time. Sore as she 
was, she liked it and soon was moaning as her orgasm rose. 

She pressed her face into the chest of the man beneath her. Her 
mouth found his nipple and she began to suck it. As her orgasm 
peaked she began biting his nipple. They both continued to pump 
her cunt as her orgasm faded, the sensation of their cocks 
slipping around one another added to her own pleasure. She was 
disappointed when the one beneath her began to cum and pumped his 
load into her. The other guy was soon adding his jism to her 
snatch. She was really digging this, having two cocks in her 
pussy. She'd had one in her ass and one in her pussy before, this 
was better.

As the men climbed off of her some motion drew Sam's attention on 
the floor nearby. Amy was nude on her back, the black giant 
burying his massive meat in her little blonde snatch while she 
sucked another black dick into her mouth like an immense noodle. 
Sam started to watch but one of the other black guys pressed her 
back onto the floor and began to fuck her. This time she closed 
her eyes and savored the sensation of his ebony boner gliding in 
and out of her as her roughly fondled and sucked her tits. Once 
again she began to cum and his pumping became more energetic, 
faster and more forceful until the sound of his balls slapping 
against her ass could be heard over her grunts of pleasure.

She came, her nails raking his back and ass, pulling him into her 
as if to force him to drive his black piston out through her back. 
He became even more forceful and his ground himself into her clit 
as he buried his meat in her with every thrust. Sam came again as 
he finally unleashed his load with a roar.

Sam lay on the floor with her eyes closed in a dreamy state for 
several minutes until the sounds of passion brought her back. The 
black giant was in the process of overflowing Amy's pussy with his 
spunk. Each time he drove his shaft deep into her semen squirted 
out around his dick. Amy was thrashing around in the throes of and 
orgasm as the third black guy, having retrieved his pecker from 
her mouth to keep from being bitten, jacked of onto her tits.

Amy's pussy gaped open when the giant pulled out his cock and 
moved away from her. As she lay there Sam could see Amy's pussy 
slowly begin to close as jism drained down her ass. "Wouldn't your 
daddy be proud?" Sam asked of Amy.

"No.... But I sure am!" Amy replied with a laugh.

Part 3

Sam and Amy climbed into the shower together and began washing 
each other. When they'd finished they went back out into the 
sitting room of the hotel suite to find their clothes. 

As they hunted around, both still naked, another roadie entered. 
He stripped and asked if he was too late to get laid. It was, but 
when Sam realized it was the young one who'd brought her the warm 
wet towel last night she asked if maybe he'd like a blowjob. Even 
though her lips were raw and a little swollen from all the 
cocksucking she'd done the night before she guided him to a chair 
and knelt between his legs when he'd taken his seat. She took his 
cock into her mouth and it soon grew to fill it up. Using all the 
skills she'd learned from sucking off her boyfriend's friends she 
had him shooting off down her throat in no time. She wanted to 
avoid having to clean cum off her tits and face again so she held 
his cock in her mouth and swallowed his cum.

Amy had found their clothes and they dressed quickly after Sam 
finished her blowjob. They were at the elevator when the black 
giant ran down the hallway toward them carrying a couple of t-
shirts. "Hey's babes, yo' gots to get somethin' fo' the great time 
yo' showed us lass night!"

He handed each of them one of the commemorative t-shirts for the 
band's Asian tour signed by the band. He also handed Sam an 8x10 
picture of the band, also autographed by the musicians with the 
inscription "To Sam; Thanks for the great gang bang and the best 
blow jobs in Asia!" 

Then he handed them each three back-stage passes for that 
evening's concert. "Bring some of yo' friends that likes to fuck 
as much as yo' do." 


"We will!" both girls exclaimed as the elevator doors opened.

Unfortunately, the girls didn't get to go back that night. Their 
parents had discovered they'd been out all night and grounded 
them. The couldn't think of any of their friends who they could 
count on to fuck the guys so they just kept the backstage passes 
as souvenirs.

A few days later, after things settled down, Sam approached her 
mom with questions about sex. She told her mom about the gangbang 
then about not being able to suck off the black giant because his 
cock was too big. Mom realized Sam was destined to follow in her 
footsteps as a whore and it was time she learned the trade. The 
following week Sam began receiving private tutoring three evenings 
a week after school. Her tutor was a senior Geisha who over the 
next few weeks had Sam turning tricks while teaching her the 
skills she would need to be a top hooker like her mom. 

Afternoons would be spent having sex with American sailors and 
Marines chosen by the Mistress for their large cocks, their 
staying power, and their understanding that if they ever breathed 
a word of this their supply of prime teenage pussy would vanish. 
Sam learned how to deep throat the biggest cocks long before Linda 
Lovelace made the talent famous. She learned how to use the 
muscles of her snatch to milk a cock, and how to give any man the 
best fuck of his life.

Sam became a hot item. Japanese girls rarely have tits larger than 
"B" cups, and Sam's had grown into perfectly formed "D" cups. 
Japanese businessmen paid top dollar for a night with the 
beautiful Japanese-American girl with the big European hooters. 

Things at home were changing. Her parents had divorced and Sam was 
living with her mom who had her tricking almost every weekend. 
Shortly after her eighteenth birthday things fell apart.

One of her mom's regulars had hired Sam for one of his customers, 
an American executive from Motorola who turned out to be a friend 
of her dad's. Who saw Sam's picture on her dad's desk. As soon as 
she graduated High School, Sam was sent stateside to live with her 
paternal grandparents in Kansas.

The prospect of living in the U.S. excited Sam. It was 1970 and 
Sam had heard all about the bra burnings and the "Free Love" 
movement. On the other hand, her grandfather was a tyrant. Her 
father was sure to have warned him to keep Sam under control. She 
decided the best defense was a strong offense. 

Packing for the move to Kansas Sam didn't pack a bra or most of 
her other prudish clothes. Instead she packed only the stuff she 
and her mom had bought for her to wear on "dates" and the slutty 
or cool clothes she'd taken to wearing when out with friends. On 
the day of the flight she wore sandals, hip-hugger jeans, a bra, a 
thin white cotton tie top, and a pullover sweater.

Once she'd said her goodbyes to her parents and her little brother 
she boarded the plane and went straight to the head where she took 
off the sweater, the top, and the bra. She stuffed the unwanted 
bra into the trash and shoved the sweater into her carry-on. She 
donned the tie top and adjusted it to maximize both her cleavage 
and the amount of tit it exposed. She admired herself in the 
mirror; her dark areolas were easily visible under her shirt and 
her long thick nipples protruded seductively. Then she went to her 
seat enjoying the admiring stares and "accidental" feels as she 
worked her way back up the crowded aisle.

Her grandfather was just as stern as she'd remembered. He'd begun 
to fuss at her as soon as she got off the plane in Wichita about 
her going around half naked. He demanded she cover up her tits. 
She refused pointing out that she was eighteen and quite 
comfortable with how she looked.

Kansas was a surprise. The lack of entertainment options led to 
rampant teenage sex. By the third day she was fucking the next-
door neighbor's fifteen-year-old son. His older brother asked her 
out and on their date she met the people she wanted to socialize 
with. 

He introduced her to his friends who were just as horny as she 
was. They were a little older than her and much more worldly. A 
couple of the guys were bikers and two of the girls were topless 
dancers. The idea of topless dancing appealed to her and she asked 
them all sorts of questions from "How do you pick music?" to "Are 
you allowed to fuck the customers?"

The very next night she got her date to take her to see the girls 
at the topless bar where they worked. She was fascinated and 
wanted to give it a try but she was nervous. Her date suggested 
she try dancing for him and his buddies. He promised to arrange a 
little party with a few guys.

The party was a success! Sam enjoyed taking off her clothes for 
the men; the way they stared at her and copped feels every chance 
they got. When they began to chant, "Take it off!" she eagerly 
complied and danced nude for them briefly before she was pulled 
down and gang fucked on a pool table. (To this day she enjoys 
pulling trains on bar pool tables!)

Her mind was made up; she was going to become a stripper!


Strip joints in 1970 Kansas left a great deal to be desired. Many 
tended to be biker bars where the bikers had their girlfriends 
dance topless as much for their own entertainment as for the money 
it would bring in. A fair portion of the dancers turned tricks, a 
few were actually pretty good looking. The "Gentlemen's Club" of 
today hadn't even been dreamed of yet.

In spite of the shortcomings of the bar, Sam thoroughly enjoyed 
dancing topless. She'd always enjoyed having men fondle her tits 
and boy, did they ever fondle her here. The crowd was pretty tough 
outwardly, but she soon came to find that they were pretty 
protective of the dancers, especially one as good looking and with 
such magnificent tits as Sam. 

She also found a friend in one of the dancers. Tracy was a 
stunning blonde, a little taller than Sam with slightly smaller 
tits and nowhere near the nipples that Sam sported. She wasn't as 
much of an exhibitionist as Sam, nor was she as much of a slut. 

Tracy had graduated college with a degree in dance. She'd been to 
New York after college to try to get into show business. After 
months of struggling without luck a choreographer finally 
explained the facts of life to her. He'd told her she was a 
marvelous dancer but her tits were too big. Choreographers want 
girls built like boys he'd told her. Then he'd handed her a card 
and told her that if she didn't mind dancing topless, to try this 
place.

It had taken her only a few minutes to decide to check it out. 
When she found out she could twice as much money stripping than 
she'd been making as a receptionist she took the job. She enjoyed 
dancing for an audience and even began to enjoy taking off her 
clothes for the men. However her boyfriend was graduating from 
college with an engineering degree and she wanted to move back to 
Kansas to be with him. 

Back in Kansas she and Mike resumed their relationship. A few days 
after they'd moved into a small apartment, Mike revealed to Tracy 
that he was bisexual and that he'd been living off the money he'd 
made as a male stripper working the gay clubs, stags, and 
bachelorette parties. Tracy told him of her new career as a 
topless dancer and how she enjoyed it.

Sam and Tracy soon became inseparable, even to the point that Sam 
was fucking Mike two or three times a week. When Mike landed a job 
working for an oil field supplier in Houston there was no doubt 
that Sam was going with them.

Sam's boyfriend wasn't as sure but he agreed to go as well. They 
headed off to Houston like so many "Oakies" all their worldly 
possessions loaded into their cars. They checked out the area and 
decided that they just had to live in Galveston. The island's 
beaches called out to Sam and Mike but housing was a problem. 

After some disappointments they settled of a studio apartment a 
couple blocks from Stewart Beach in the part of town known as Fish 
Village. They bought a king size waterbed and set up housekeeping.

Part 4

Since Sam's homophobic boyfriend had moved back to Kansas, Mike 
began bringing guys home pretty often. Tracy would participate in 
the bisexual threesomes with Mike and the guys he picked up, but 
she wasn't enthusiastic about it. Sam was quite the opposite.

Sam loved getting it on with bi guys. Seeing men sucking cock, 
butt fucking each other was a turn on. She was REALY turned on 
when guys would lick cum off her tits or eat her cum filled pussy. 
Her favorite was to fuck four or five guys having each of them 
shoot their load in her pussy then Mike would eat her pussy, 
sucking all the jism out as he did. 

In the Autumn of 1971 Mike took her to a "party" hosted by Ray, a 
bi friend of his who was into amateur photography. When they 
arrived Sam and Mike undressed in the foyer and went to join the 
others. Sam was the only woman in a room of fourteen naked hunks, 
all young, late teens or very early twenties, all colors, white, 
black, brown, even one Asian and all respectably hung, most of 
them sporting hard-on's already. Ray explained the plan. All 
fourteen men were going to fuck Sam one after the other. Each had 
refrained from ejaculating for at least 48 hours and each would 
pump their accumulated spunk into Sam's hot quim. After they had 
done this they could stick their cocks in her face for a blowjob 
or titty fuck her or whatever, but their first load had to go into 
her cunt.

Ray would photograph the entire session then when every man had 
finished pumping his jism into and onto Sam, one of the other men 
would take photos as Ray licked all the cum from her body, inside 
and out. 

Just being made in a room with all these naked studs was making 
Sam very wet. As Ray described the gangbang and how he was going 
to eat all the cum off of her she was incredibly turned on. She 
agreed with one suggestion. She'd fucked Ray before and knew that 
as large as his semi erect cock was now, it was huge when erect so 
she suggested he fuck her first so his big cock wouldn't squeeze 
all the jism out. 


So Sam laid down on a padded mat on the floor and performed for 
her very first pornographic photo shoot of the hundreds that were 
to follow. Ray licked her pussy and finding it already wet, rose 
up and pressed his long thick meat into her eager cunt. In one 
thrust he buried his boner up to the balls and began to fuck her 
with slow deliberate thrusts ending each one by grinding his hips 
into hers to stimulate her clit. 

Purposely Ray came quickly and was replaced by the next man. Sam 
sighed as a new cock slid it length into her and in a few short 
minutes he came and was replaced by the third, a black guy who was 
replaced in turn by another white guy. Sam came for the first time 
as the fourth guy fucked her. As she fucked the fifth guy the 
first of the guys coming back for seconds straddled her face and 
rubbed his cock on her tits. She pressed her tits around his cock 
and he titty fucked her. Another guy replaced her hands holding 
her tits and he began to suck her nipples as the fucking 
continued.

Sam was loving this, as the sixth guy began his turn a circle 
began to form around her and men began jacking themselves off. 
They sprayed their cum onto her tits and face. Sam cam again as 
the tenth man shot his load inside her. 

Finally Mike, the last man fucked her and quickly shot his load 
after standing playing with his cock as he watched her fuck the 
others. A few more guys added their second and even some third 
loads to her tits.

"Is that it? Does anybody else want to shoot off on her again?" 
Ray asked.

When none volunteered Ray handed off the camera and knelt next to 
Sam's cum drenched body. He used his huge cock like a squeegee to 
move more cum from her belly up the her tits. One of the guys 
dropped to all fours over Sam and quickly licked the dripping cum 
from Ray's cock then deep throated him. He sucked Ray to 
completion and Ray added a few more spatters of juice to her.

First he kissed her. She was salty; her breath hot with cum then 
he licked her face and throat clean. He kissed her again as he 
began lapping the cum from her chest, teasing the nipples with his 
tongue before sucking it into his mouth. As he moved down he left 
no trace of semen behind until he reached her pussy. He took the 
camera and shot several close-ups of he pussy with spunk running 
out of it and draining down the crack of her ass. 

Sam squirmed with delight and anticipation as the shutter clicked 
away and the film advance whined. Satisfied, Ray once more handed 
off the camera and now began to lick the cum from between her 
cheeks then up to caress her pussy lips with his tongue before 
pressing his mouth to her mons and sucking the jism soup from her 
sex tunnel.

Sam was surprised when she suddenly began to cum, and cum, and 
cum! Then, when Ray had satisfied himself that no speck of 
anyone's spunk remain and Sam was in the throes of orgasm, he once 
more rammed his big dick into her and fucked her until he came 
again.

Part 5

As Ray fucked her, the other men watched and played with their 
cocks. When Ray finished they once more mounted Sam but this time 
they fucked her as if they were lovers, not just participants in a 
casual gang bang. The men pumped her slowly while fondling and 
sucking her tits, kissing her hard on the mouth. Sam could hear 
the camera as each of the men fucked her as they might fuck their 
own wives or girlfriends. Each one fucked her until she came.

Sam lost all track of time. She had no idea how many times she was 
fucked or how many times she came. She was surprised to open her 
eyes as the last one rolled off her and she saw Ray fucking Tracy 
on the couch, she hadn't even realized Tracy was there. Sam and 
Mike watched silently as Rays huge cock pumped Tracy who cooed 
pleasingly until she too climaxed. 

Sam began to see a lot of Ray. At first he'd just pick her up and 
take her places to photograph her having sex with guys he'd lined 
up. A couple of times they went out and she picked up surfers to 
fuck in the dunes while Ray photographed them with a long lens. 
Eventually they actually went out on a date without the camera 
although Sam found she really enjoyed having the camera clicking 
as she sucked off a stranger or fucked a teenager on the beach.

The arrangement ended when Ray got a low number in the draft 
lottery so he enlisted in the Air Force. Before he left for Boot 
Camp he asked Sam to marry him. She agreed and when he returned 
from boot camp they were married. 

After a very short honeymoon Ray shipped out for Germany. As an E2 
he couldn't have a command sponsored dependent so Sam remained in 
Galveston stripping four nights a week at a club and working stags 
on weekends as well as getting all the strange cock she wanted on 
the beach during the day.

It didn't take Ray long to discover how Sam could join him. He 
showed some of the hundreds of pictures he'd taken of Sam fucking 
other guys to the owners of a "Sex Club" where performers would 
perform real sex acts on stage with each other and often with 
customers willing to pay for the honor. When they'd seen the 
pictures of Sam deep throating several huge cocks they agreed to 
hire her on the condition that she be able to deep throat two 
Algerian studs they had whose cocks belong in the Guinness Book of 
Records.

For Sam there was no hesitation, being allowed to suck and fuck an 
endless stream of immensely hung studs, in public, in front of an 
appreciative audience, and to be paid for it to boot. 

Europe in 1972 was paradise for Sam. She could wear see through 
blouses with her bare tits plainly in view anyplace she liked. The 
first summer her wardrobe consisted of jeans, cut-offs, hot pants, 
tube tops and see through blouses. 

The sex club in which Sam worked was much more than she'd hoped 
for. It was internationally known and frequented by many of 
Europe's big names as well as the occasional Hollywood star. 
Because the club had such a reputation, it attracted the cream of 
Germany's sex performers and Sam soon found herself on stage 
having sex with men and women she'd seen in porno flicks.

The club was divided into several smaller, rather intimate 
theaters. Each theater catered to differing tastes. One was for 
straight m/f, another for gay and bi, another for s&m/b&d, one for 
lesbian, and the largest for group sex and gang bangs. The 
gangbang theatre was largest as they encouraged patrons to get on 
stage and participate. The audience was seated closely enough that 
members of the audience often fondled Sam as she was performing on 
stage. Once, while eating pussy in the Lez theatre, a man in the 
audience began to eat Sam's pussy when she got too near the edge 
of the stage.

In spite of often finding herself sucking off or fucking an 
overweight German businessman, Sam liked the Gang Bang theatre 
best. In fact it was in the Gang Bang theatre that Sam developed 
the act that would give her a sort of fame around Europe. 

The club had two Algerians. One, Kalid, was quite dark skinned, 
the other Mo, was rather light skinned. Both had enormous cocks 
easily 14 inches long and too thick for even some men to wrap 
their hands around. Sam deep throated these guys on stage. I mean 
DEEP throated, until their balls were on her chin. It took a lot 
of practice because their cocks were so big that Sam couldn't 
breathe while she had them all the way down so the had to pump 
their cocks in and out of her as if they were fucking her mouth 
and Sam had to time her breathing to the rhythm of their fucking.

Audiences were amazed by the act and a porn producer included them 
in a feature length porn movie that was distributed throughout 
Europe. It was just the beginning of her porn career that 
eventually saw her in over a dozen feature films and countless 
"loops" that ended up in European and American peep show booths. 

As enjoyable as the work at the club was, it was quite demanding. 
Sam only worked three shifts a week but she had to get together 
with other performers at least twice a week to dream up and 
rehearse acts. Her husband still insisted that she continue with 
his hobby of photographing her having sex with guys they'd pick up 
in bars or from the base. She enjoyed the photo shoots, especially 
the outdoor ones. Her life seemed idyllic.

In June of 1975 Sam and her husband Ray went with a group to a 
French Ski area that offered clothing optional skiing. They loaded 
up their skis and a supply of sunscreen and headed out. For four 
days they would start out each morning skiing nude then Ray would 
set his camera up under a triple ski lift and Sam would ski down 
and wait in the "singles" line. When she saw a couple of cute nude 
guys she'd ask if she could join them on the chair. 

On the chair she'd quickly get the guys to start fondling her tits 
and then she'd lean over and start sucking cock while her husband 
with an array of borrowed long lenses shot pictures. One morning 
they encountered a group of four English high school boys and Ray 
shot six rolls of film while Sam sucked and fucked them in the 
trees next to a ski trail.

Part 6

Every successful slut needs a reliable gynecologist and Sam was no 
exception. Gene was a Captain in the Air Force Medical Corps and 
was known to several of the strippers who husbands were U.S. 
Servicemen. When Sam suspected she might have picked up a dose of 
the clap she arranged to see him.

The appointment didn't go exactly as planned. Gene was a fan, a 
big fan. He and his wife had been to the club to see Sam perform 
several times. In fact, he had bought an 16mm movie projector and 
several of her porn movies. Although it violated ethics, Gene 
began fucking Sam pretty regularly in exchange for "off the 
record" medical care. 

Their relationship didn't remain professional and Sam began seeing 
Gene socially. At first Ray didn't mind but as she began spending 
more and more time with Gene he began to feel jealous. He was a 
control freak and realized he was loosing his hold on Sam whose 
professional life was becoming as successful as her love life.

Sam had gone on tour throughout Germany and The Netherlands's. She 
was a feature act for a week in a sex club in the St. Pauli 
district of Hamburg. She even landed a few speaking roles in porn 
flicks so her name was in the credits.

Meanwhile, her husband was still working as an orderly in the base 
hospital. He was becoming unbearably envious of Sam's success and 
frustrated at her frequent prolonged absences. His problems peaked 
one afternoon when a nurse walked into a supply room and 
discovered Ray on his knees sucking the cock of a civilian 
employee.

Sam saw no reason to give up her career just because her husband 
was being shipped stateside and given a general discharge. They 
had a huge fight and Sam moved out of their apartment and in with 
Gene and his wife. 

Ray, back in Texas quickly filed for divorce and submitted dozens 
of photographs of Sam fucking other guys playing himself as the 
poor cuckolded G.I. The judge bought it and screwed Sam big time 
on the divorce. 

Living with Gene and his wife turned out to be a bad idea. Gene 
began talking about getting a divorce and marrying Sam. Gene's 
wife was a snob who went to great pains to make sure Sam and Gene 
both understood that Sam could never be a "Doctor's Wife", that a 
lowly whore could never provide the social backdrop that a doctor 
needed to succeeded in the machiavellian world of medical 
politics. 

Gene agreed, and Sam moved out. She moved in with some of the guys 
from the club. Four bisexual men who shared a two-bedroom 
apartment. It was supposed to be for just a few days but Sam 
enjoyed alternating beds for bisexual threesomes each night with 
guys who were great looking, well hung, and great lays. After all, 
they were professionals. The few days turned into six months.

Part 7

Even as Sam's porn career continued to rise and she enjoyed the 
sex of her home life, her ex-husband took steps to hurt her. He 
contacted the Air Force and notified them of his divorce and his 
ex-wife's military dependents visa, and her relationship with 
Gene, now a Major on the fast track to Colonel.

The Air Force, investigated, and in their usual zeal to protect an 
officer's career no matter which enlisted man or dependent they 
have to screw, had Sam's visa revoked. Two weeks later she found 
herself on a plane back to the U.S. 

She spent a few months living in California but she found that 
topless dancing held little appeal to her after working nude and 
fucking on stage. When she sought to get into porn in the U.S. she 
found that with the exceptions of a few stars, enough of the girls 
were street whores that pay really sucked. Besides, in Europe porn 
stars were treated with respect, in the U.S.... not so.

With her savings dwindling she moved back to Galveston. Tracy and 
Mike were very pleased to have her back and she lived with them in 
their new house on the West End for a few weeks until she got a 
place of her own. 

She took a day job as a secretary at the University and went back 
to topless dancing a couple nights a week as a way to get stag 
party gigs. She was feeling pretty depressed and as she had always 
done when she felt depressed, she went out and got some strange 
cock. 

For about two months she was on a fucking frenzy. She'd head out 
to clubs every night and fuck two or three guys before heading 
home at midnight. Some nights she'd go with some of her slut 
friends and they'd have contests to see who could fuck the most 
guys by closing time. Sam usually won.

Dancing, she was still a top dollar earner and had a stag party 
booked almost every weekend. She loved the attention men gave her 
when she bared her tits and she loved the sex at the stag parties. 
On the beach, guys still flocked to her so she had the pick of the 
cocks to suck and fuck.

Sam was no fool though. She knew she'd eventually lose her sex 
appeal and she didn't want to spend the rest of her life in a 
boring clerical job so she went back to college.

I was half way through my four-year enlistment in the Coast Guard 
when I met Sam. It was mid August and I was sitting in a freezing 
classroom waiting for the first session of an Art History class I 
had to take to make my humanities requirements for a degree. The 
instructor was some fat slob who kept the thermostat set at 60 
degrees and I had dressed for August in Galveston, namely, an t-
shirt from a local surf shop, Op walking shorts, and slaps, or 
what you may know as flip-flops. 

When Sam entered every guy in the room was immediately thankful 
for the frigid air. She came dressed in a skimpy Hawaiian print 
tie top of the sheerest material that could possibly contain her 
magnificent tits, running shorts, and the ubiquitous flip-flops. 

Her nipples, already prominent under the thin material of her top 
reacted to the cold they began to grow to almost twice their 
already admirable size. I swear they were bigger than my index 
finger from the tip of the nail to the last knuckle. 

Every guy in the room locked eyes on those boobs as they bounced 
and swayed with her walk. Our eyes bugged out when she leaned 
forward to sit, all of us hoping the top wasn't up to the task of 
supporting the weight of her suspended knockers.

We were all seated at a long table and Sam selected a seat 
directly across from me. By the time she was seated, I was 
checking to make sure my cock wasn't protruding from the leg of my 
shorts. She made eye contact with me and smiled the most 
incredible smile. My jaw snapped shut as I realized I'd been 
staring at her agape when she said "Hi." to me.

Halfway through the class I realized that not only was she aware 
that I was staring at her tits but that she was positioning 
herself so as not to obstruct the view. I have absolutely no idea 
what anybody, including myself, said during that class. I was 
totally enraptured by the most beautiful and sexual woman I had 
ever met.

At break I struck up a conversation, she was friendly, but not too 
much so. She was well accustomed to being hit upon and my meager 
talents were pitiful. 

Now I'm not exactly a hunk myself. I'm 5'10" and weigh 165, brown 
hair sun bleached nearly blonde in the summer and hazel eyes that 
many women find attractive. I've got a decent build and my cock 
while considerably thicker than average is only about seven inches 
long. 

Since my sex life was pretty much confined to the swinging world 
and sluts I'd meet at parties who I'd eat after they'd been 
fucking other guys I really never had a "pick-up line". For the 
next three classes I asked Sam out every class but she turned me 
down. Kindly, but still, a refusal.

Each class Sam seemed to dress even more sexily as before. Some of 
the tops were so thin you could see the outline of her aureolas 
quite plainly. Her nipples tantalized us all.

The fourth class Sam suggested that several of us form a study 
group. She offered to let us meet at her place. I was eager to 
participate. Twice a week we met at her place, a "Carriage House" 
apartment. That is, an apartment over an oversized garage in the 
alley behind a large home. 

Sam, like me, spent her days outside so she was perfectly 
comfortable wearing as little clothing as possible and going 
without air conditioning. Although she and I weren't bothered by 
the heat the others were and one particularly hot evening I was 
the only one to show up. 

Sam looked as fantastic as ever wearing a neon yellow string 
bikini top and matching running shorts. I had to force myself to 
pay attention to the task at hand, my eyes constantly drawn to her 
body.

We studied for a while, quizzing each other and exchanging 
research notes when finally Sam got up and said "God I hate 
wearing these things." as she pulled on the bikini top. "I'm going 
to go change." She removed her top as she quickly strode down the 
short hall to her bedroom. I noted that she didn't close the door 
behind her and I caught a glimpse of her right tit as she turned 
the corner. No tan lines!

As usual, I had worn only shorts and a t-shirt that night and I 
had taken my shirt off at her invitation before we'd hit the 
books. My shorts were a pair of Levi's 501 cut-offs that were cut 
a little short to begin with and then I had to hem them to comply 
with a command policy against leaving the base in cut-offs. Sam 
had complimented them one evening so I made a point of wearing 
them when I came to her place. 

Once again my mouth hung open when I saw Sam. She had replaced the 
bikini top with a cut-off t-shirt that made little pretense of 
covering her tits. The hem rode above the lower quarter of her 
sun-darkened aureolas. Her running shorts were replaced with a 
pair of shorts cut from a pair of hip hugger jeans and trimmed so 
aggressively that little more than the seam could have been left 
between her legs. The out seam was split to the belt, the top snap 
undone and the zipper three quarter of the way closed leaving a 
gap that showed the edge of a tan line above her pussy. She called 
to my mind childhood fantasies about Daisy Mae from the Lil' Abner 
cartoons.

"Would you like something?" she asked in an unexpectedly sultry 
voice as she brushed past me to the kitchen. She opened the 
cabinet where the drinking glasses were stored and standing upon 
tiptoes, reached for the top shelf raising the hem of her shirt 
above her nipples, which grew and stiffened as I stared.

When I didn't speak she looked at me and smiled. She peeled the 
top over her head and dropped it. Cupping her breasts with both 
hands she twisted her nipples. "Do you like my tits?" she asked. 

I stammered out an affirmative at which she laughed warmly. 

"I guess you really do!" she exclaimed as she looked down to see 
my cock forcing its way out of the leg of my shorts. "Suck my 
nipples." she purred and I rushed to comply. Her nipples were 
stiff and rubbery as my tongued flicked over them before I sucked 
them deeply into my mouth.

Her fingers began stroking my cock then she cupped her fingers 
around the head and pulled firmly on it. "Oh look what I've gone 
and made you do." she cooed as she raised her hands to display a 
sizeable drop of pre-cum. "I'll have to fix that."

With that she deftly unbuttoned my shorts to the bottom button and 
extracted my engorged cock with a proficiency that I knew at once 
comes only with lots and lots of experience. She dropped to her 
knees and after a few teasing licks dipped the entire length of my 
shaft down her throat. 

In ten seconds I knew this was going to be the best blowjob of my 
life. Sam didn't just suck cock, she was a master of loving cocks. 
She lavished her skill gained from sucking hundreds of cocks over 
the years to bring me slowly to the edge of orgasm then stopping 
me just short of shooting off in her mouth. 

She brought me to the edge three or four times before I could 
stand it no longer, me knees buckled and I slumped against the 
kitchen counter. Grabbing her head a forced her to continue a 
rhythm until at last I began to pump my spunk into her mouth. She 
sucked my spurting meat deeply into her then popped my cock out 
as the second wave of jism erupted onto her tits.

Part 8

Sam held my cock tenderly with her teeth as she smiled up at me. 
"I'm a pretty good cocksucker. Don't you think?"

"Oh baby, you are the best. I've never had a blow job like that!"

"Blow job. I never understood why people call it that. I didn't 
blow your cock, I sucked it. I'm a cocksucker, not a cockblower."

Laughing I pulled her up and kissed her hard on the open lips. My 
tongue explored her mouth, I tasted the remnants of my cum on her 
lips. Moving downward I kissed her throat down to her tits where I 
once again tongued her nipples before licking my cum from her 
tits. 

I knelt before her, slowly and carefully opening her shorts and 
pulling them down to expose her pussy, the pubic hair neatly 
trimmed, her pussy juice beginning to ooze from between the lips. 
Placing my hands on her ass between her legs I supported her 
weight as I forced her legs wide. Pressing my lips to her pussy I 
sucked as my tongue slid into the recesses of her snatch 
delighting in the knowledge that dozens of men had fucked this 
pussy. (How I underestimated that number.)

Sam grabbed my hair and held on to keep her balance as the 
pleasure of my tongue washed through her body. I realized this was 
too precarious so I lifted her and carried her into the living 
room where I laid her upon the carpet before resuming my 
cunnilingus. 

I was confident of my ability to please her orally, I had eaten 
dozens of women each of whom taught me something more to add to 
the pleasure of the next. Perhaps if I would have been intimidated 
if I had know how many men Sam had fucked in her life, I most 
certainly would have been if I had known about her porn career and 
stage act. She had fucked some of the biggest porn stars in Europe 
on stage, on the screen, and some even recreationally yet she 
found my tongue more pleasing than any she'd known before.


Eating pussy had allowed me as a single male to remain active in 
the Galveston Bay Area swinging world. Many couples had sought me 
out to see if I was truly as good as they'd been told. They all 
left happy, even the bi husbands who thought I was a pretty fair 
cocksucker.

Three times I eased Sam into ecstasy, her body writhed with wave 
after wave of pleasure as I licked and sucked, exploring and 
memorizing each and every spot in her cunt that triggered moans or 
squirms. Finally, my cock hard again, I brought her to edge of 
orgasm one more time, this time just as she tumbled over into the 
abyss of pleasure I rose up and drove my cock whole into her 
quivering slit. She literally screamed, the veins and sinews stood 
out upon her neck, her back arched, and her fingernails dug deeply 
into my ass before gouging bleeding furrows.

I rammed my cock into her as I pumped wildly, not bothering to 
time my thrusts to her own motion as I usually do to maximize the 
woman's enjoyment. A guttural grunt emitted from her mouth as if 
she was choking on something and as her orgasm peaked I released a 
load of spunk into her as I pressed my cock as far into her pussy 
as I could in hopes of hitting her cervix, a sensation many women 
had told me they craved.

Success! Sam began to bounce and twist as if possessed. Her 
unseeing eyes directed to the ceiling as I roughly squeezed her 
tits and sucked hard on her nipples. I had read her right, she was 
having a great fuck and I was going to get laid again by this 
incredible babe.

Once I shot my load my cock softened but not completely so I laid 
atop Sam slowly pumping my cock in and out of her pussy. She 
surprised me by grabbing my cock with her cunt and she held me as 
tightly as if I was grasped my her hand. We smiled as we looked 
silently into one another's eyes for several minutes. I felt my 
cock begin to reharden but I wanted to give her more.

Pulling my semi-hard peter from her I crouched one again between 
her legs and resumed sucking and licking her box. This time I 
worked slowly lavishing each of her hot spots tenderly for several 
minutes before moving to the next. I kept at it until my tongue 
burned with fatigue then rose up to find Sam lying blissfully with 
closed eyes. She looked at me, gasping quietly as I slid my cock 
into her snatch. I fucked her slowly, driving each thrust deeply 
until my pubic bone pressed against her clit and grinding into her 
set her off on a long tender orgasm that flowed through her like a 
warm stream.

We cuddled for a while, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. Then 
I rose and brought two glasses of ice water from the kitchen. We 
didn't speak for some time. We sat looking at one another until 
finally I broke the spell.

"That was, without a doubt, the best fuck I have ever had in my 
life." I told her.

"Thanks. I really enjoyed it. We'll have to do it again. And often 
too." she replied.

My mind worked through that one I rejoiced that she wanted to fuck 
me again, in fact wanted to make sex a regular activity with me. I 
made note though that she had obviously had better. I was going to 
have to improve.

It was then that Sam noticed my cock was still hard and she 
recalled that I hadn't cum inside her. "Come on." she ordered 
pulling me to my feet. She sat me on the sofa and knelt between my 
legs. Once more my cock disappeared into her mouth and she began 
to suck my cock again. I rested my head back and savored the 
sensation of her tongue. I knew she must have sucked a lot of cock 
to get this good at it. My eyes came to the bookshelf. All the 
times I'd been here I'd never looked at it before. 

The top shelf was full of knick-knacks from Europe, the shelf 
below that held a few miniature statuary and books of sheet music, 
the shelf below that nearly full with issue after issue of 
National Geographic, and the bottom shelf was full of what 
appeared to be every single issue of Penthouse's "Forum" magazine, 
several pictorial sex manuals, and some porn magazines.

It dawned on me that this woman takes sex very seriously, in fact 
she studies sex. The realization added to my thrill from her 
sucking me off and I quickly popped a tiny shot of jism into her 
mouth. 

Sam slid in next to me and we kissed again before she returned the 
glasses to the kitchen for a refill of ice water. I went to the 
bookshelf to inspect the bottom shelf more closely. The porn 
magazines were the hardcore variety, you know, the $20 magazines. 
I selected one and opened it. I leafed through the pages until I 
was stopped cold. There was a picture of Sam deepthroating the 
immense cock of a black man while she rode the cock of another 
black man. Without a doubt she had the biggest cock I'd ever seen 
in her mouth and the one in her pussy wasn't any smaller. I turned 
the page and found a two-page picture of Sam with that same cock 
buried in her mouth, her lips wrapped around the base.


The next six pages were more of her in various positions with the 
two black guys. I set the magazine down, opened to the page of her 
deepthroating the cock and took another magazine from the shelf. 
The cover bore a picture of Sam in the center of a gangbang. 
Inside was a fifty pages of Sam fucking a room of at least a dozen 
guys. In every picture somebody had a cock in one or more holes. 
The last pictures were of them all shooting off on Sam.

Behind the books there was a photo album. I opened it to what was 
page after page of home porn still of Sam. I recognized some of 
the places they'd been taken as from around Galveston but some 
were obviously from someplace else like the one of her and two 
guys nude on a ski lift all wearing skis while she leans over and 
sucks one guys cock.

Motion from the side caught my attention and I turned to see Sam 
watching me. She looked a little apprehensive.

"Wow, these are great! Do you have any more?"

"My ex-husband does. It was kind of a hobby for him, taking 
pictures of me fucking other guys." 

"Any chance I could see them? I mean... well... I always dreamed 
off marrying a porn star.... uh, not that I think you want to 
marry me just because we had a good fuck."

Terror washed over me, I was going to blow this over my love of 
porn. She was going to dump me. What happened next blew me away.

Sam handed me a glass of ice water then she laid down on her side 
pressing her ass against my cock as she took each of the magazines 
and the photo album and filled me in on the back ground. She had 
an amazing memory for detail about where they were, how they met 
the guy, what all they did with him, except, she didn't know many 
of their names.

"I like fucking guys without knowing their names. What Erica Jong 
calls 'zipless fucks'. Feeling a guy's cock inside me, feeling his 
hot jism pumping into me, and then walking away without ever 
knowing his name. What a turn on."

My free hand had been fondling her tit as she spoke. Now I moved 
my hand down and played with her pussy. 

"Shit!" Sam cried out "It's after eleven!"

"So?" I asked.

"I've got somebody coming over, he gets off at eleven. I have to 
get ready."

Sam scrambled off as I crouched to put away the magazines. She 
came back in as I finished. "Christ! Look at your back!"

She stooped to examine the bloody welts she'd left on my ass and 
back. "I did that? It must hurt."

"I don't mind them a bit. In fact, I look forward to getting more 
of them." I chided.

"Let me do something to make you feel better." she asked noticing 
that my cock had gotten hard again while looking at her porn. She 
led me to a dining table chair and once I was seated she sucked me 
off once more. This time it was quick and dirty, the kind of 
blowjob I later learned she often gave at the strip joint. 
Intended to make the john cum as quickly as possible so she can 
move on. 

Her mastery of cocksucking was overwhelming and in no time I lost 
control and began pumping a surprisingly large load, which Sam 
played onto her wondrous tits. Then she tossed me my shorts and 
sandals and pushed me nude out the back door into the alley.  I 
stood on her stoop, pulled my shorts on and donned my sandals. I 
got on my motorcycle and a few blocks away realized my shirt was 
still in her apartment. 

Wishing to avoid the possibility of an awkward situation, I parked 
at the end of the alley and slipped off the sandals. I crept up 
the alley to her building where a new Camero was parked where my 
bike had been a few minutes prior. Climbing the stairs was a 
University Police Officer in uniform. He knocked at the door. 
Since I was in the dark I moved closer and was just a few feet 
from the bottom of the steps when Sam opened the door. She was 
still nude and I could see the glistening streams of my jism on 
her tits and belly still.

"Ummmmm, freshly fucked! I'm a lucky boy!" I heard the man's voice 
before he kissed Sam and she pulled him inside.


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This story is biographical and depicts sexual behavior that is no 
longer safe. You may choose to believe or disbelieve as you like 
but please don't attempt to act out any of the sessions described 
herein.
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