All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any resemblances to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

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Diane Stone sat at her make-up table putting the finishing touches to her make-up. "Not bad for an old broad," she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror. "Not bad at all - for 50," she continued, glancing down at the reflection of her mostly-naked 38C breasts. They were being pushed out from the shelf half-cups of her black corset. She had always been proud of her breasts, but sticking up and out like this was a little too much, she thought. And she had never worn the corset because of it, even though she'd had it for well over a year. But tonight she was wearing it because of the note. "Oh, yes, the note" she thought and smiled recalling the little piece of paper she found on the bed after Dave had hustled off to work unusually early.

The note was from her husband, Dave. She looked at the note lying on the table in front of her and smiled again as she applied a heavier layer of eye make-up. "Christ," she thought, "I already look like a Vegas showgirl or a streetwalker." The heavy lip liner, the false eye lashes, the dark eye shadow had all been detailed in the note, along with the clothes and her routine for the day.

She picked up the note again and re-read it.

"Diane,
You will not be going into work today. Call in and tell them you are ill. They will live without you for one day. Next, you are not to eat anything for the entire day. You may drink only water. Take a nap and rest up because you will need your energy. This evening, you will give yourself an enema with the container of liquid on the kitchen counter. Then shower, fix your hair, and put on false eyelashes, heavy make-up. You will wear your black corset, seamed black stockings and your highest heels. In your closet you will find a new dress. Put it on. At 7 p.m., a car will arrive and drive you to the West End Hotel. Do not wear a coat. Go into the lobby and ask the man at the desk for the number to Mr. Wilson's room. He will give you the number and a key. Go straight to the room."

She broke into a small laugh as she put the note back on the table. No matter how clever Dave thought he was, she had the whole thing figured out. Today was, after all, her 50th birthday and their 25th anniversary. Getting married on her birthday seemed a brilliant idea to her and Dave twenty-five years ago. Now, twenty-five years, three grown children, a successful career, a house in the suburbs, and a totally predictable sex life later, here she was. And Dave was planning his present. She could pretty well guess exactly what would happen tonight. She would meet him in the hotel room, they would laugh about it, and they would go off for a large, sumptuous meal. That was obvious from his order not to eat all day. And the enema and sexy outfit could only mean a titillating roll in the hotel bed. Clearly, this was Dave's way to give her a memorable evening for their anniversary/birthday celebration. A "night to remember," he had said, recalling his exact words some three or four weeks ago.

He had been sitting in the den at the computer. She walked in to find him web surfing at some amateur swingers website.

"What have you got there?," she had asked, point to the computer screen.

"Oh, just seeing what's going on out there," Dave casually replied as he continued to surf the site. "So, what would you like for the big five - 0 and the big two five?" meaning her birthday and their anniversary.

"I don't know," Diane replied. "You can get me one of those," she said jokingly, referring to the photo of the naked guy on the computer screen holding his erect cock in his hand. Dave clicked the mouse and another naked male appeared on the screen sporting an even larger cock.

"Oh," she laughed, "and one of those…" Dave clicked yet again and another naked, erect guy on the screen. "And, yes, I'll have one of those," Diane said as she broke into a long laugh.

"Ahhhh, so you want the big 50 and 25 to be a little exciting, something you can look back on as a night to remember?" Dave said smiling as he looked at the computer screen.

"Well, why not!" Diane said, more teasing than serious.

So this morning she awoke to the note and Dave's preparations for a big surprise. And the day passed pretty quickly for her. She tried on the underwear and dress that Dave had selected. The black corset looked great on her as she studied herself in the full-length mirror. She mused that whatever the years and a relatively inactive exec job at a desk had done to her body, the corset could fix. But when she held up the wisp of fabric that someone laughingly called underwear, she winced, saying, "Oh, this ought to be funny." She looked at the tiny sliver of sheer black satin attached to thin elastic strips and shook her head. She had worn g-strings many years ago but not in the last few years. And this was certainly smaller than anything she would wear, even in her prime.

Diane stepped into the tiny, transparent thong and slid it on. She starred into the mirror with a look of dissatisfaction on her face. Her pubic hair was not thick or particularly bushy, but this tiny strip of sheer satin hid nothing. Hairs stuck out from around the sides of the g-string and matted under the sheer patch on her crotch. "Well, that looks pretty trashy," she said aloud. "So shave it," she said. It would be a great twist to her surprise evening.

"So old Davy Boy wants this to be a surprise, with his mystery note and everything. I'll give him a surprise. I can just imagine the look on his face when he sees this." With that, she proceeded to shave her entire pubic area. When she finished, she slipped the g-string back on.

"Wow, that's pretty hot," she said to herself as she looked in the mirror. She stared at the lips of her shaved cunt as they pressed against the transparent fabric. She took her hand and lightly grazed the smooth surface. A rush of pleasure ran through her body. She smiled to herself thinking, "I can predict everything Dave has planned for tonight. He'll have one of his pals pick me up and drive me to the hotel. He and I will go out and eat at a nearby restaurant, do the hotel bed thing and we'll be home by 11 p.m." Stroking her smooth cunt she thought, "Well, this will get him going."

She put the finishing touches to her make-up and put her dress on, she remembered something. "Oh, damn, I almost forgot the enema." She paused for a second, thinking that she would skip it. But then she thought, "What the hell, why not?" She and Dave had never been big into anal sex, just a few times over the last 25 years. But in keeping with the spirit of Dave's surprise, she would play along. Dave would probably just kiss and lick her ass a little bit, they'd have sex in the hotel and head for home.

Going down to the kitchen, she went over to the large container sitting on the counter and read yet another note. "Warm this up and use all of it. All of it!" the note next to the container read. "

He's got to be kidding," Diane thought, looking at the bowl of dark liquid. "There's got to be a gallon of stuff here." Carefully she took the large bowl and returned to her bathroom. The dark liquid had a very familiar smell to it, but she couldn't place it. After giving herself three separate enemas, she had indeed used all of the liquid. "Well, I'll say one thing," she mused to herself, "I've never been this clean. Let him lick and nuzzle all he wants."

She moved quickly to put on the dress back on, realizing that it was getting close to 7 o'clock. She slipped on the dress and took a quick look in the full-length mirror. The dress was a shiny purple, shorter and tighter than anything she would ever be caught dead in. There was a large cutout at the top of the dress revealing the tops of her breast and nipples, right down to top of the corset. "God, you can see all of my tits!" she exclaimed. She tugged at the neckline of the dress pulling it up as high as she could. "I only hope I don't see anyone from the office."

She rushed downstairs and opened the front door, expecting to see one of Dave's pals leering at her. But instead, parked at the curb was a silver, stretch limousine. She couldn't believe her eyes, as she walked to the car. Maybe Dave rented the limo and was going to play at being the chauffeur. As she reached the car, the driver's door opened and a young man in his late 20's or early 30's got out and walked around to open her door.

"Good evening, Mrs. Stone. My name is Steve, and I'll be your drive this evening. If you need anything during our trip to the hotel, please let me know."

"Thank you, Steve" she said still a little dumbstruck.

She smiled at him and then thought she noticed his eyes leave hers and drop to linger on her breasts. She hurried to get into the limo as Steve extended his hand to help her in. She settled into the spacious seat and there on the table in front of her was a bottle of chilled champagne and twenty-five red roses. "Dave," she said aloud and smiled. She poured a glass of champagne and began to sip as the limousine pulled away from the curb.

She was well into her second glass of champagne, when she glanced up and noticed Steve inspecting her in the rear view mirror. Steve's eyes jumped back to the road as she almost laughed out loud. "Well," she thought, " I may be losing it a little, a few wrinkles and sags here and there, but I can still catch the eye of a good looking guy." She stared at Steve in the mirror but his eyes focused straight ahead. She poured her fourth glass of champagne and thought about the days when she had been a real eye catcher. At 5 foot, 10 inches tall, she could walk into a room and watch every head turn. Her breasts were great then, a little large she thought, but as tall as she was, they looked incredible. Normally a brunette with what she called "mousy" brown hair, Diane had colored her hair blond during the early years of her marriage. With her long legs, large breasts, and that blond hair she was not a woman who could be overlooked in a crowd. Her recollection was cut off as she noticed that the limo was approaching the hotel entrance. She swallowed the remaining champagne in her glass and tried to clear her head.

"Wow!" she thought. "A couple glasses of champagne and I'm drunk on my ass." She chalked it up to not eating all-day and stepped out of the limousine as Steve swung the door open. As she walked past, she wanted to give Steve a quick kiss on the cheek for his appreciative looks, but she settled on a "Thank you, Steve."

She strode into the hotel lobby and stopped just beyond the entrance. She was feeling good, though a little dizzy. She took a deep breath and convinced herself that the champagne would help her get though the lobby and through a restaurant dinner in this nothing of a dress. With that, she lifted her chin and started toward the desk. She noticed that her stiletto heels added a little more swing to her ass and a bit of a bounce to her breasts, as she moved across the lobby, aware that every male head in the place was following, turning to stare at her.

She approached the desk and asked the only man at the desk for Mr. Wilson's room. The desk clerk smiled broadly, said "Room 604" and pushed the card key across the counter toward her. She thanked him and look down to pick up the key. As she glanced down to get the card key, she gasped. Her breasts and nipples were completely exposed. "Christ!" she thought to herself, "I should be wearing a sign that says 'Hi, I'm Diane. Please fuck me.' " She pulled up the dress as best as she could and went off in search of room 604.

In the elevator ride up, she leaned against the walls to steady herself, and thought "Well, Dave is going to have a hell of an evening staring at my tits in this restaurant we're at," convinced that she knew exactly how Dave has planned their celebration this evening. "Screw it," she said aloud to herself, then added silently, "a little titillating foreplay during dinner and sex with your husband in a hotel room sounds pretty good to me." And she laughed out loud. She was still laughing when the elevator lurched to a stop at the sixth floor, tossing her off of the wall and across the empty lift. The doors opened and she staggered out into the hall trying to catch her balance.

Sensing that she was drunk, but knowing that she couldn't be from the small amount of champagne, Diane shook her head and moved down the hall to room 604. She could hear the heavy, rhythmic beat of music coming from the other side of the door, but nothing more. "Ah, that's Dave setting the mood," she affirmed to herself and smiled as she slipped the cardkey into the lock, opened the door, and stepped into the room.

Her mouth fell open as she looked around the room. There, with champagne glasses in their hands, were 20 or maybe 30 men. Some were white and some were black, with a wide range of ages. They stood around the outer edges of the large suite, leaving the middle of the room open. The room was silent except for the thumping of the music. She squinted as the place seemed unusually bright with a few too many lamps turned on. Diane closed her mouth and her mind scrambled to catch up. Then she had it! She knew what this was. A few years ago, Dave had tried to convince her to join in an amateur night contest at a strip club. They were there on vacation and Diane was bragging that she could do it better than any of the women up there. Indeed, in the privacy of their own home, she had put on some terrific shows for Dave.

"So that's what this is," she realized to herself. "Dave wants me to get up on the table and strip for this bunch of guys." She took the champagne glass from the hand of a nearby man, swallowed the champagne in a quick gulp and returned the empty glass to the smiling guy. "Well, what the hell," she thought. "Let's see if any of these men can appreciate a mature woman shaking her ass." This twist was unexpected, but she was sure she knew where Dave was going with this. She smiled and slowly looked around the room. There, across the room was Dave.

She locked eyes to his, and with a bit of an overdone dramatic flare, tossed her hair and started across the open floor. She added a little extra wiggle to her hips and ass as she stepped out. "A little something for the boys in the back," she thought, as the heat in the room, the bright lights, and the champagne made the room swim around her. She strutted slowly across the floor and as she approached Dave, said "Dave, what is…". Dave interrupted her as he stepped quickly forward and put his fingers to her mouth.

"Shhhhhh," he said silencing her. He was only inches from her face now, as he stepped up to her. He smiled and slowly leaned forward. His arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her against him, his mouth now on hers. His tongue slid into her mouth as they kissed. Diane relaxed into the familiarity of her husband's kiss, but she had to admit that this was not like any kiss she'd ever had with Dave. His tongue was exploring every part of her mouth as her held her close. Slowly his hands moved from around her waist and stroked the cheeks of her ass. Still locked in the kiss, she was startled when Dave pinched the hem of the dress and tugged the tight fitting sheath up to her waist. She now stood there with her ass exposed in this room full of men. Now, for the first time, she was unsure of what was going on. Before she could move to pull the dress back down, one of Dave's hands slipped down between her legs, and gently began rubbing.

Dave easily pushed aside the flimsy triangle covering her cunt and she could hear the wet gushing noises coming from her pussy as his fingers moved around. "My God! My cunt is sopping wet," she thought, as she continued to suck on Dave's relentless tongue. Then suddenly, Diane gave out a deep, guttural groan as one of Dave's fingers pushed inside her. She had almost forgotten that she was standing on the middle of a room filled with 30 men. The men still said nothing, but as if cued by the sound of her moan, a small group of men stepped close and consumed the two of them in a tight cluster. She could feel their hands all over her body, gently stroking, gently caressing her whole body.

Hands ran up and down along her stocking clad legs. Hands stroked on the bare cheeks of her ass, her shoulders, and her neck. The knot of men pressed close to her, gently touching every available part of her body. Diane felt like she was going to faint. And she could feel Dave, his mouth on hers and his finger probing deeper. Dave massaged her cunt for a brief moment then with a practiced ease, slipped another finger in her. Another moan came from her muffled throat and with that she could feel her right leg being lifted and held up by someone in the group. She gave a quick sigh of disappointment as Dave fingers pulled out of her, but just a quickly she became aware that a cock had replaced Dave's fingers and was pushing its way into her. Her eye's popped opened and she tried to speak. But Dave's tongue only plunged deeper into her throat.

The man behind her now rocked his pelvis up and plunged his erect cock up to the hilt. Diane couldn't believe this! She was being fucked by another man while her husband was kissing her and 5 or 6 guys were holding her upright. In a room with 30 other men!! At that moment, the man holding her leg lifted it higher allowing the guy fucking her to go even deeper. She could feel the increasing thrust of the man and knew he was ready to come. Almost by instinct, she sensed the urgency and pushed her ass against his hips. He exploded into her and with 4 or 5 remaining pumps dumped his load into her. He slipped his cock out and in an instant, another cock took its place.

The pumping started up again as Diane began to succumb to the pure lust of the moment. She couldn't see the man behind her, since she was still locked in Dave's mouth, his hands holding her tight against him. She did notice that this guy was larger that the first. In fact, she imagined that he was pretty much of a handful. He was pushing deep into her wet cunt. She realized this guy was a tight fit but her own juices and the cum from the first man allowed her to ignore what could have been uncomfortable. Instead, she was getting hotter and hotter about this large cock. Each thrust seemed to go a little deeper, until she could only guess that she must have about 12 inches of very hard dick pushing into her. "Damn," she said to herself, "size has never meant anything, but I could sure get into this." Again, she sensed the speed and the pressure building from the man behind her. She matched his pounding with an urgency of her own, and as he came inside her, she clamped down on his large cock with her cunt muscles and milked him dry. "Let's see a twenty year old girl beat that!" she though smugly to herself. "I may be fifty years old, but I do know how to fuck."

She felt the large cock slipping out of her and with a pop, it seemed to break the suction made by the heated fucking. At the same time, Dave broke what had to be the longest kiss in the world and peeled his mouth from hers. He moved back and away from the tight clump of men surrounding her, as Diane felt the cluster of men move in closer. All in one instant, she was spun her around, several hands pulled at her dress easily lifting the clinging fabric over her head, as she felt another stiff cock slide into her from behind. Her large breasts were totally out now and being fondled by numerous hands. A mouth moved quickly and began sucking one of her erect nipples. A tongue moved deep into her mouth. After what seemed like only a minute or two in her mind, Diane felt the tight knot of men around her ease and move away. It was only then that she realized that she had fucked seven or eight men while standing in that small group.

Silently, another group of seven or eight men moved around her and began easing her across the room to the bed. She looked across the room and caught a glimpse of Dave handing an empty jar to one of the men in the outer group. He picked up a camera and turned toward her lifting the camera to his face. She could feel the warm cum leaking out and down her legs, as she went across the room. She was no longer moving on thought now, but rather instinct.

She crawled onto the bed as the small group began taking up positions on the bed around her. A tall black man got on his back and Diane quickly threw her leg across him, straddling his hips. Leaning forward, she reached down and grabbed his cock, anxious now to stuff it in her hot, dripping cunt. She gasped in astonishment at the size. It wasn't the length of the rigid cock in her hand that amazed her, but the width. "My God!" she thought, "I can't get that inside me!" She paused, realizing the she couldn't even get both of her hands around it, and she was a big woman with good-sized hands. But the pause was too long. Unseen hands from behind grabbed the enormous cock and plunged it into her opening. Even with loads of semen as lubricant and a loosening up by the previous group, her cunt strained from the pressure. "No way! No way!" she kept thinking to herself, as she felt herself about to split. She was ready to lift her hips up and climb off when she felt the enormous cockhead push inside her.

Diane opened her mouth and started to exhale as the huge dick began to thrust inside her. With that, a nearby man on the bed slipped his hard cock into her mouth. While being fuck by a cock this size was a totally new experience for her, she was right at home with a cock in her mouth. Dave had often said she was the best cocksucker he'd ever had or seen. She could deep throat Dave's cock without any problem. Indeed, she took a sense of pride in her oral skills. Now she sucked eagerly, working her mouth all the way down to the base. She could tell this guy was not going to last long. And sure enough, within a few seconds she felt his cock explode in her mouth. She swallowed hard, and began to suck the last drops from the quickly softening cock in her mouth. As it fell from her mouth, another took its place. All, while the massive cock pummeled her cunt.

The cluster of men on the bed overwhelmed her. She had one cock in her mouth, one in each hand, and a cock so thick it felt like a tree trunk stuffed into her cunt. She could feel hands lifting her up and pressing her down as she fucked the black man beneath her. She had never fucked a black man before and this one seemed to be lasting forever. She could feel that her pussy had stretched to accommodate his huge cock and she was just beginning to really let go and enjoy his size. As she bounced up and down on top of him, the sound of her ass smacking his sweating hips filled the room. Then she could feel the change. The pace of his thrusts quickened, his muscles began to tighten and Diane could feel him shooting inside her.

His fingers dug into her rounded ass cheeks, grasping to pull himself even deeper inside. She could feel his cock let go with wave after wave releaseinside her, as each push brought another spurt, filling her with more semen. Then, Diane could feel herself being lifted up, and the black cock falling out of her now gaping cunt. "Well, Dave should love this. He always says I'm a little too tight for his wilder ideas." And, as if on cue, Dave appeared next to the bed, camera up and snapping. She smiled at Dave, giving him her best sexy look, Before she could lower her hips, another man in the group was moving beneath her, sliding his rigid cock into her wide pussy. She could hear the slosh as his first thrust pumped into her sopping cunt. On that sound, the cock in her mouth exploded, catching her off guard, and causing a cascade of cum to pour out of her mouth and down onto her tits. With her middle finger, she caught another large glob of cum hanging on her chin and stuck the finger in her mouth, licking it clean. She smiled as another cock slid into her mouth. Dave was there getting it all on film. "If its pictures Dave wants, let's see if I can give him something hot," Diane thought, as she now began performing for Dave and the camera. They had played around with sexy photos several years ago and got quite a kick out of it. Now, Diane looked up and smiled at Dave behind the camera, wrapping her lips around the swollen cock head in her mouth. She had done this often enough to Dave to know how sensitive the area was on a man. Several quick pumps with her mouth and she knew what was coming. With that, Diane pumped her hips harder onto stiff cock beneath her. She had been riding the guy's cock in a slow steady rhythm, but now started rapidly grinding with her hips. She could feel the tensing muscles beneath her and sucked harder on the cock in her mouth. Simultaneously, the two men came in her, filling her from both ends.

Diane looked around the room to see every man there still focused on her. She was the absolute center of attention as the men hung on her every move. She looked around the room full of men with their stiff cocks out, gently stroking them and staring at her. She saw one man masturbating, spurting cum into the jar Dave was passing around earlier that night. A tall guy in his 30's was looking at her as he furiously pumped his cock, shooting his semen into the jar, now over one-third full. Diane lifted up her leg and hips to make room for a gorgeous twenty year old guy with a 10 inch cock slipping under her, Diane noticed a thick stream of cum running down her stockinged leg. She scooped a handful from her dripping crotch and spread it on one of her ass cheeks, sending the room into frenzy. The young man beneath her quickly pushed is hips up toward her, impaling her as she sank on top of him and started pumping herself up and down on his rigid shaft.

She was enjoying driving the guy beneath her crazy, when she felt a greasy finger massaging her asshole. She turned briefly to notice an older, gray-haired guy with a large glob of lubricant on his finger, positioning himself behind her and between the legs of the boy jammed into her cunt. She no sooner caught a glimpse of the man, when another cock was pushed into her mouth, and her face was buried into teh crotch of someone on the bed. But she could feel the man behind her, as he worked his lubricated finger around the rim of her tight asshole, gently massaging her tensed rectum. She would enjoy anal sex with Dave on occasion but not with enough frequency to make her a big fan of it.

Then, as if to signal the man at her ass that she was okay with what was about to happen, Diane reached back behind her with both hands and spread her ass cheeks wide. Her tight pink asshole stood exposed and inviting. "Well, I guess I'm going to see if this old ass of mine is up to it. And it's certainly clean," she said to herself, as she felt one knuckle of his finger pop into the tight ring of her ass. Then, she felt a second knuckle, then the entire finger work its way into her twitching, upturned ass. "This guy really knows what he's doing!" she moaned to herself as the man moved his finger in a circle motion around inside. She responded by pushing her ass upward toward the invading finger. She could feel her rectum muscles relaxing as a second greasy finger slipped into her well oiled ass. She was aware that the young man under her momentarily paused his thrusts into her pussy. Then, in an instant, the older man slipped his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. She felt a brief moment of pain as the head of his dick pressed against her asshole. For a second she thought he was going to be too large, but his gentle rubbing and plenty of lubricant paid off. The rubbery ring of her asshole blossomed as his cock entered her bowels. Slowly, slowly, she could feel him pushing in. Then after a moment, she could feel him start to pump in long, slow strokes, moving in and out of her ass.

The boy beneath her began to pump again, now in rhythm with the older man, as both of their cocks plunged in and pulled back. She could feel the two cocks inside her rubbing against each other, only a thin membrane separating them. Now the man fucking her mouth picked up the rhythm as she could feel all three cocks penetrating deep at the same time into every opening she had. She and Dave had occasionally fantasized about her doing two men at once, but here were three men fucking her at the same time. She thought she was going to lose her mind as her body began to respond. "I can't control this," she moaned to herself, knowing what was happening. Her body had taken over, leaving her mind far behind. "Oh, no! Oh, no!" she thought, but it was far too late. Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy, as the three men responded to the signals her body was giving off. She was nearing orgasm and they increased their thrusts. She shook with the pounding as their cocks drove into her and she met it with equal frenzy, wild uncontrolled. Then, her body tensed as her orgasm exploded. Wave after wave raced through her body as the contractions and spasms involuntarily shook her, lasting for what seemed like hours.

As she emerged from the clouded haze that had swallowed her, she realized none of the three men inside her had come. They had almost totally stopped fucking her as her orgasm swept her away. And now the three started again, slowly at first, then their steady pumping turned into a pounding. She felt her body being devoured over by a lust she could never have imagined. Her asshole ached, not from pain, but rather from a craving for more. Her cunt now pressed her for attention, for size, for cum, for cock! Stuffed between the three, Diane's body rolled with the thrusts and she felt it coming. "No, no, no! Not again!" With that, her body lurched with her second orgasm, only this time, far more incredible that the last. She could feel her mouth, cunt and bowels suddenly washed inside with sprays of cum as all four of them climaxed at once.

She collapsed into a heap on the bed as the three men withdrew from her openings, but as quickly as they slid out, three more moved in. One slid beneath her, one behind, and one kneeling in front of her. Again, silently, the men each pushed steadily into all of her openings. The room was spinning now as Diane eagerly reached behind and steered in incoming cock into her asshole. There was no hesitation this time, as the rigid member easily slipped into her now streached and dialated ass. Her body began to sway with the thrusting motions and the four started moving together like a single machine. But Diane could tell she was now in control, not fearful of the next orgasm, but now eagerly awaiting it. And soon it came, this time with an exhibitionism that offered everyone a glimpse of her amazing sexuality.

On the bed, Diane went through five more trios of men, each triad with one in her cunt, one in her ass and one in her mouth, with the exception of the last group. She had taken two large cocks in the mouth at the same time. The extra guy was the young hunk who fucked her cunt the first time around. When this group finished, they silently slipped back leaving her alone on the bed for a brief moment. She had no idea about how many men she that had fucked tonight or what time it was. She was thinking that she could have been here for an hour or for five hours. Judging from the large spurts of come that dripped from her cunt and from her ass every time she moved, she'd guessed that it had been several hours. Her mouth and jaw ached from the countless cocks she had sucked.

She glanced around the room and still the only sound was the music and still every man stared at her with lust in their eyes. Almost all of them had fucked her at least once. On one side of the room she noticed again a guy jacking off into the mayonnaise jar. She was slightly confused, but even more amazed. The jar was now almost totally full of semen. She then saw Dave out of the corner of her eye and smiled her best "I am the sexiest woman alive smile." She got up off of the bed and sexily strutted into the open area in the middle of the room. She was thinking that the evening was about to come to an end and wanted to tell them how grateful she was for tonight and their attention to a mature woman, when she saw a teenage boy across the room. She had noticed him always on the edge of groups tonight, but not participating. He stood there now, his erect penis sticking out with an intensity that comes about from only one thing. "Ah, I get it. He's a virgin," Diane thought to herself as she walked toward him. She reached out and wrapped her hand around his penis and pulled him back out into the clearing in the center of the room.

She kissed him on the mouth and then lowered herself down onto the floor on her hands and knees and eagerly took the young boy's cock into her mouth. She took several long sucks on his dick and then pulled it out of her mouth. Holding his dick, she steered him around behind her and in one easy motion pulled him down to his knees and slipped him inside her. She wasn't quite sure which hole she put him in, since both her cunt and asshole were stretched and almost numb to any feeling. He hooked his hands around her curved hips and began thrusting wildly. In a matter of moments, Diane felt his body shudder as he shot his load into her. He slowly withdrew from her and stepped back into the group, a large smile on his face.

Diane remained on her hands and knees, now totally exhausted and ready to go home. Before she could get up, one of the men in the crowd stepped forward and placed a hotel chair directly in front of her. Another man sat down in front of her, his erection inches away from her face. All of the men in the room now moved quickly, gathering closely around her as she stayed on her hands and knees. Reeling from exhaustion and still feeling very drunk, Diane figured that this would be the last one. "This must be the candle on my birthday cake," she mused and she stared at the cock now only an inch away from her mouth.

With that, Diane plunged her mouth down around the stiff penis, wrapping her lips firmly against the cock. "I'll make this a something they'll all remember, including Dave." she bragged to herself. "Let's show them what a little experience can do." She began to perform for the group, teasing them with her glances, while licking and sucking the cock. She noticed Dave moving around the edge of the crowd, snapping photos and smiling. He'd been on the receiving end of her oral expertise and knew how great she was. And she could tell that all of the men were responding. Suddenly, the cock in her mouth exploded, showering her face and mouth with cum. She had expected the guy to last a little longer and he had caught her unprepared. Without missing a beat, the man moved out of the chair and another man sat down. She smiled and continued with her show. She grabbed the cock and lifted it up, while slipping the man's balls into her mouth and gave out with a long, sexy moan.

The moan ignited the group. The aroused men moved in even tighter around her . She continued giving them a show as their hands reached out and began groping any bit of her exposed flesh they could find. Hands caressed and rubbed her breasts jutting out from the corset. Hands wildly roamed her legs and ass. She could feel fingers working their way into her wet cunt, forcing cum pumped into her to spurt out. "I guess I'm better than I thought. They're going crazy," she said to herself. Then she realized the two fingers stuffed in her cunt had become four fingers. A man behind her was pushing four fingers into her cunt, working his hand into her well past his knuckles. "Jesus, that feels good," she thought as she pushed backward, straining to press her cunt against the hand. She now sucked feverishly on the cock in her mouth as hands tugged at her nipples. Then suddenly, as she pushed against the hand jammed against her pussy, the pressure moved from a white hot throb to an explosion inside her.

"Oh, my God!" she groaned in pleasure to herself, as she realized the man's fist was now inside her. She tried to catch her breath, to squirm free, to escape, but at that moment, the man in front of her grabbed the back of her head and jammed her face into his crotch as he sprayed the back of her throat with cum. Diane took several deep swallows, gulping down the semen filling her mouth. "Ohhhhhh," she groaned as the man behind her plunged his balled fist into her. Then, he pulled his arm back out slowly, paused, and pressed his fist back in. She pushed firmly back into him, working her ass from side to side causing his fist to rub the inside of her cunt walls. Now she could feel him opening his fingers inside her, stretching her as he pulled his hand back, then closing his fist as he plunged forward. She had never experienced anything like this in her fifty years. Then the question quickly crossed her mind asking why it had taken so long for her to discover this intense fire now burning in her cunt.

She knew she couldn't take too much more as she felt another orgasm swelling inside her. She started bucking her hips and the man increased his tempo, fisting her deeper and deeper with each push. She opened her mouth to yell, but another cock jamming into her mouth, smothering the sound of her climax. She shook from spasm after spasm, as the man continued to fist her now gaping cunt. She was delirious as the man pulled his fist all the way out of her and pushed his balled hand back inside her again and again. Her cunt offered no resistance. She came again as another cock in her mouth exploded. She couldn't even begin to guess how much semen she had swallowed tonight. Then, she began to feel the man's hand slowly slipping out of her.

Diane suddenly felt the crowd of men around her step back, creating space around her for the first time tonight. Then as she lifted her head she saw a huge, erect cock dancing just inches from her face. She had never seen anything this large, including some of the giant penises in the room. As her gaze continued upward, Diane recognized the face of the man wielding the massive cock in front of her. It was Steve, the limo driver. No sooner had the spark of recognition passed across her face, than Steve reached out and held her face firmly with both hands. He moved forward and steadily pushed his huge organ into her aching mouth. He began pumping and soon Diane realized that she was sucking him at all. Rather, he was fucking her face! His strong hands held her head still as he worked a fraction of his massive dick into her mouth. Slowly, but inevitably, Diane began to respond, as she ass started twitching and bobbing, hoping that someone in the crowd would fuck her aching cunt.

As if reading her thoughts, she felt a familiar pressure on her ass and back as two arms wrapped around her corseted waist. The man was pumping wildly against her as she felt a large penis pushing against her legs and ass cheeks. He couldn't seem to find her cunt. "This guy is wild. It's got to be a sixteen-year-old. I've got to see what he looks like," she thought to herself as she felt the wild frenzy of the man behind her. She tried to turn and look but Steve's hands held her head firmly in place while he crammed his cock into her mouth. Then suddenly the guy in back was into her cunt, pumping with a ferocity and speed she had never felt before. The speed of the humping was unbelievable as the large dick pounded her cunt. At first, Diane just held her ass in place as the guy humped away. Then, she began to find the rhythm and worked to match his pace, bucking and thrusting her ass against the hard dick ramming into her, all while Steve held his vise-like grip on her face and pumped his cock into her mouth. Then suddenly Steve removed his cock from her mouth and removed his hands from her face. With her head free, Diane began throwing her head back and forth as their fucking grew wilder. She glanced down at the arms wrapped tightly around her waist and then realized that something was seriously wrong. The arms locked around her waist were wrapped in fabric and tape. Where she should have seen hands, Diane saw large paws. She rolled her head around to see a huge, yellow Great Dane locked firmly around her body.

"I'm being fucked by a dog," she said to herself in utter amazement, as the dog continued to hump her. "I can't do this! I can't!" she thought. But whatever her mind was saying, her body was not listening. She could not stop. She didn't want to stop. She worked her hips back to meet the dog thrusts. Harder and faster, she pounded and soon it was obvious to Diane and every man in the room that the dog was no longer fucking her, but rather she was fucking the dog.

Diane bucked harder and faster, working to match the bestial frenzy of the dog. She could feel a knot begin to swell inside her vagina as the dog's penis seemed to inflate and grow even larger. The dog was now pumping his cock into her at an uncontrolled speed, clinging to Diane's rounded ass as she bucked and tossed. Feeling the dog's swelling knot, Diane felt like an orange was now being stuffed into her cunt and worked back and forth. Diane could feels the spasms inside her beginning, signaling the approach of yet another orgasm. She grunted and screamed as she felt the dog cum inside her. She could feel the animal's penis gushing inside her, flooding her with a hot liquid. But the large knot at the base of the dog's penis did not ease or deflate. As the Dane dismounted, his penis remained hooked inside her, bulbous and swollen. He then turned around, leaving the two of them turned ass to ass. She tugged against the knot and felt her cunt suck at the swollen ball as it started to slide out. Finally, with a firm tug, she pulled her hips forward, and the huge ball popped out of her. She knew that had she not been so stretched from the earlier fisting, she would have been hooked to the dog for twenty or thirty minutes. Diane breathed deeply and for a brief moment, nothing happened. Then suddenly, a flood released from inside her with spurts of dog semen gushing out of her cunt and down her legs. She couldn't believe the quantity of liquid that poured out of her in large blobs, running down her legs and pooling at her knees on the floor.

Only then did she look up and gaze at the faces of the men surrounding her. The sight of her fucking the dog had worked the group into frenzy. She saw men with absolute lust in their eyes and thirty swollen and rigid cocks pointing directly at her. With her ass upturned and sticking in the air, she could feel her cunt opening and closing, spasms continuing, as if offering an invitation, a need to be filled. Then, unable to hold off an instant more, the group of men consumed her. Hurried fingers pulled at her corset and in seconds dragged it roughly from her body. Hungry hands grabbed her hanging breasts, kneading and pulling the soft mounds. Fingers rolled and pinched her large, hardened nipples. Quickly, one angry cock slipped into her sopping, stretched pussy. Another dick jammed into her waiting mouth, while her hands jacked off two more. And for the next, two hours Diane Stone's world consisted of fucking anything in the room that was hard.

She took whatever the men in the room had to offer. Two blacks with massive erections sandwiched her between them, grabbed her swollen cunt lips and pulled them wide apart. They laughed as they stuffed both of their cocks into her pussy at the same time. They worked together, fucking her as if one enormous dick. Moments later, she was on her back while several men pressed her huge tits firmly together while another sat on top of her and tit fucked her. She would have noticed the large jet of cum spurting up on her chest and chin, but her attention and mouth were otherwise engaged, with two cocks in her mouth at the same time. That was the first of four time she would be tit fucked that night.

At times, she could not even tell what was happening only that she craved to be constantly filled, in every hole, all the time. After endless fucking for two more hours, Diane appeared to have exhausted all of the dicks in the rooms. Finding herself on the floor on her hands and knees, Diane looked around and grabbed one of the nearby empty champagne bottles that littered the room and jammed it into her dripping pussy. She wildly began raising and lowering herself on the bottle, rocking back and forth at a furious pace as she rubbed her swollen clit with her fingers, putting on a show for all to see. All of the men could see that she was building to her next orgasm. Not missing a beat, a young black male slid in behind her and guided his revived twelve inch cock effortlessly into her bubbling asshole, which by now was a two inch opening, and brimming over with cum. The combination of being bottle-fucked and ass fucked by a young, black stud while she pushed and rubbed at her swollen clitoris was too much. Her body shook and trembled as she gave into wave after wave of pleasure washing over her. Exhausted, she rolled over onto the floor. She had been fucking for hours and only now felt tired. She couldn't understand that. "How can a 50 year old woman fuck like that and not get tired?" she pondered to herself. Looking up, she found Dave's smiling face.

She had seen him smiling at her all night, moving on the edge of the crowd, with camera in hand. Now he reached down and helped her to her feet. Diane's rubbery leg's struggled to keep from buckling as she stood. She was covered with sweat and semen, her vagina sore and bruised. She stood there naked except for her stockings and stiletto heels as fluid streamed out of her. Diane looked at Dave as he helped steady her. He was holding a quart jar filled to the brim with semen. She remembered seeing the men jerking off into it during the evening. Without Dave even offering, Diane reached out at took the jar as Dave and everyone in the room looked on in silence. Slowly, remarkably, she lifted the jar to her lips and began to drink. Gulping slowly at first, then steadily as she continued, Diane swallowed the sticky fluid, mouthful after mouthful, until the jar was empty. She lowered the jar and smiled back at Dave several droplets of cum clung to her chin.

Then Dave spoke the first words uttered during the entire night. "You're absolutely beautiful. Happy Birthday and Happy Anniversary," he said smiling.

She leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, slipping her salty tongue deep into her husband's mouth. She smiled as she broke the long kiss, looking first at Dave then slowly at the men in the room. She had fucked every man in the room numerous times tonight, but could tell from the looks on their faces that each one would die for another shot at her. She felt a surge of power as she realized, for the first time in her life, the strength of her own sexuality. She smiled, now knowing the answer to her concerns about getting older. True sexuality wasn't about firm bosoms and wrinkle-free skin. It was all about knowing how to use what you had.

Diane looked at all of the men starring back at her. She slowly straightened her body, and straightened, rolling her shoulders back and proudly pushed out her tits. Her large breasts jutted out. Despite the smudged make-up, the sags and wrinkles, the runs in her stocking and the sweat and cum on her body glistening from the bright lights in the room, she knew she was a sight to behold. Smiling, she put on her best vamp look, eyed the men in the room and purred, "So, who's next?"

To Be Continued in Part Two: Diane's Web

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