Subject: Second Bachelor Party
Story Codes: MMF F-solo group oral exhib adultery
Diary Date: April 2, 2005
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary:
Just goes to prove that smaller doesn't necessarily mean less. This party was
more intimate than my first one but no less fun!
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 - Getting Ready to Do It Again
Chapter 2 - The Taxi Ride
Chapter 3 - Pre-Party Warm-up
Chapter 4 - The Party Begins
Chapter 5 - Earning My Tips
Chapter 6 - Doing Them All
Chapter 1 - Getting Ready to Do It Again
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It was time for my second bachelor party and by now I was starting to feel
comfortable as an escort and entertainer. With one bachelor party and four
escorting jobs under my belt (or skirt to be more correct) I was starting to
feel like a pro ( "pro" as in expertise, I am NOT a whore!).
At my first bachelor party I had been scared stiff to start out although by
the end of the night everything turned out great. Each time I went out as an
escort it just kept getting better and I was looking forward to my fifth
"client".
People ask me why I got into the escort business; well it was pretty simple
actually. I was accustomed to getting laid practically on a daily basis at
home, and I found that going to a Christian college with very strict rules
about personal behavior was a lot more difficult than I had anticipated and
when you get horny enough you do things that you might not otherwise do!
Actually, my freshman year turned out not to be so hard since my roomie was
my first lesbian experience outside my family. My sophomore year was a lot
harder though because rooming with a sexy but virginal roomie left me
practically dying with sexual frustration. Admittedly working an escort may
have been a bit unorthodox to say the least, but it has turned out to be
exactly the remedy I needed. Each date was a new experience, totally
different than the one before, and each provided me with some truly awesome
sex.
At first I was worried that somehow this would be crossing the line between
being a slut (which I am rather proud to be called) and turning tricks as a
whore or prostitute (which is NOT something I would be proud to be called).
What helped me rationalize it all was I knew the guys were legally only
paying for dinner, not sex, and that if we had it then it was up to me to
make that decision. A whore, on the other hand, just takes anyone's money
and does what the client pays her to do. I could you could say that to me,
being an escort was like being a slut - with benefits!
As I said earlier, tonight was going to be bachelor party number two for me.
According to the service there would be only six guys this time so I knew it
would be a little different than my first one which had almost twice as many
horny men. I still get wet whenever I remember the first one where I had a
room full of stiff guys all staring at me with nothing but lust in their eyes
and raging hard-ons between their legs making it one of the most erotic
experiences I have ever had. Some girls find it unnerving to be looked at as
merely an object for sex and not as a real person but I find it incredibly
erotic and naughty. I’ve always loved it when men want me just because of
what they see, when all they desire is to touch and feel my body and are more
than willing to do almost anything just to see it, let alone do anything
more.
Now if it turns me on to have ONE man look at me that way, imagine what it is
like to have a whole roomful of guys staring at me. Then to be fucked by
each of them while the others watched, regardless of their age or marital
status, is enough to make me wet and cum over and over again just thinking
about it.
As with all my escorting assignments, this one started out as an e-mail from
my agency providing me with the details of the party including a introduction
written by the guy paying for the girl. I receive at least two or three of
these virtually every day but usually they don't fit the type of party I want
to do. Sometimes they were too close to me, others were too far away, or
sometimes just the introductory letter scared me away. I figured if a guy
couldn't or wouldn't take the time to write something coherent and
interesting then odds were it wasn't going to get any better when we met.
Finally an interesting invitation came through that caught my eye. It was
rather short but to the point:
My brother is getting married to the woman of my dreams, the bastard! To
make it worse I'm his best man so now it is my duty to arrange his bachelor
party. Actually he's my best friend as well and one of us had to lose when
it came to her. While I wish the two of them all the best, it's my sworn
duty to ensure that before he rides off into the sunset of marital bliss he
enjoys one last night of hedonistic pleasures. The two of us will be joined
by four of his closest friends for an evening with a beautiful and sexy girl
willing to be open minded, comical, but most of all downright slutty for an
evening none of us will ever forget - including her. I have sworn that this
will NOT be my father's bachelor party!
There was something about that last sentence that caught my eye and made me
laugh. I think everyone thinks of a bachelor party as a bunch of randy guys
getting drunk while a stripper or two cavorts about teasing them and lord
only knows what else. Actually, that essentially describes my first bachelor
party so I was curious what this guy had in mind that was going to make his
party different. Well, there was only one way to find out...
Until now all of my clients had been from the Columbus area so when I
expressed interest and learned the actual address of the party I was a bit
surprised to see it was in the opposite direction - northwest of my
university. It was still in a pretty big city and although I go there
regularly to shop I had never been to the specific area where the party was
being held. It didn't really matter, I guess, since the agency would send a
taxi to take me there and bring me back home as well.
After I’d accepted the assignment I struggled for the next few days trying to
figure out what to wear. Because the guy had been so adamant that this was
going to be something different I wanted to be different as well so the
"typical" stripper costume was out. Besides, I had done the catholic
schoolgirl thing at the last party and I didn't want to do a repeat already
with just my second party.
Then suddenly inspiration struck and I knew exactly what to wear. The girls
at every bachelor party I had ever seen on TV or movies showed up all slutty
looking and there was no doubt what they were there for. Why not show up as
the stereotypical naïve "girl next door"? I picked out a nice pair of jeans
that were tight but still allowed me to breath, unlike most of my other
ones!.
For my top I went to my old reliable pink blouse that I wear everywhere but
in this case I added something it had never touched before - a bra. In this
case it wasn't anything from Victoria's Secret, just a plain white bra
straight from the JC Penny catalog.
The same applied to my panties - another useless piece of clothing under
normal circumstances so far as I was concerned. I dug out a pair of plain
white cotton panties that were still sealed in the package. I had almost
thrown them away a little while before because I figured I would never wear
them but fortunately I had hung onto them as they were perfect for this
situation! Some low cut socks and pink sneakers finished off the outfit.
Of course, to REALLY set the stage I needed to not just dress the part but
LOOK the part as well so I grabbed a rubber band and pulled my hair back into
a ponytail. I put on just a little makeup to cover a few blemishes and such
but nothing that stood out. Some light red lip gloss and my face was done!
A touch of Charlie perfume (a preference I inherited from my mom) on my neck
and a dash of Johnson's baby powder between my boobs and bra and I was set!
I smiled as I looked into the mirror as I saw the perfect virginal girl
standing there, looking so innocent and naive! Boy would anyone thinking
THAT be totally wrong!
Chapter 2 - The Taxi Ride
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I packed some makeup and a hair brush into a small bag and I was set to go.
The taxi, as always, was right on time. The driver never said a word the
entire time leaving me to sit in the back seat thinking about the evening to
come. I leaned back against the corner of the seat behind the driver so he
couldn't see me very well and closed my eyes as I wondered what I would be
doing in just another hour or so. My hand subconsciously started to rub
myself between my legs as I imagined cocks I had never seen before
surrounding me such that no matter where I looked there was another one
waiting for me, reaching out wanting me to suck it or let him stuff it inside
of my cunt. In my dream it was like I was swimming in a sea of cocks as I
reached down to unbuckle my belt and unsnap my jeans. In the silence of the
cab it was amazing how loud the sound of a zipper being pulled down can be!
The driver must have heard because when I opened my eyes I glanced up to see
him peering in the rear view mirror. Our eyes met briefly in the mirror and
then he quickly looked forward again, acting as if nothing was going on
behind him.
I slumped down in the seat more to make it easier to slip off my panties and
jeans. The plastic seat felt cool against my bare bottom as I dropped the
jeans to the floor, putting one leg up on the seat while I kept the other on
the car floor. My hand cupped my crotch as I wondered what the driver was
thinking of the rustling sounds coming from behind him. I had no doubt that
he knew exactly what my plans were for the evening so most likely he wasn't
too surprised that I was masturbating in the back seat as after all, I was
one of "those" girls. I really didn't mind the designation so if that is
what he was thinking then it was fine with me. If anything, it was time to
convince him even more of what kind of girl I was!
My hand rubbed my bare crotch and I slowly began to work my middle finger
down between my pussy lips. I pushed one fingertip in to my pussy hole and
wetted the tip, drawing it back out to lubricate my throbbing clit. I did
this several times until my entire pussy was slick and wet with my pussy
juices.
Mmmmmmm, it felt good to run my fingers up and down my slit, touching my clit
ever so briefly and then pressing my finger back into my hole to get it wet
again. My dream of being surrounded by cocks resumed and my mouth was moving
silently as I imaged sucking each one of one of them in turn while the rest
stroked themselves as they waited for me to attend to them. Each one was
ready to cum by the time they got into my mouth so it didn't take much to get
them to shoot their entire load either in my mouth or over my face and boobs.
I pushed my finger in deeper as I imagined another line forming except in
this case it was to fuck me. One after another they would press between my
legs and position their cock in front of my cunt and then ram themselves deep
inside of me. I was still sucking cocks so it became a race to see who could
cum first - the guy I was sucking or the one fucking me. I love it when a
man cums and in my dream I was being covered in it!
The more I dreamed the faster I rubbed my clit and the closer I came to my
orgasm until finally the dam burst! I couldn't help but moan softly as my
hips lifted up off the car seat and I felt the fire emerging to overwhelm me
with the purest form of pleasure imaginable. There is nothing subtle about
an orgasm - it hits you like a ton of bricks and there's no question whether
you have had one or not (at least so far as the girl knows) - guys never seem
to have a clue which is why it is so easy to fake orgasms for them. Girls
know though - trust me on that one. I have never had a girl successfully
fake an orgasm for me!
My fingers were covered in my pussy cum and I dipped them into my mouth and
licked everything that I could off. God I loved the taste of my pussy! From
the very first time that I ever touched myself I couldn't resist licking my
fingers afterwards and I loved it from the very first time. I guess it is
sort of like sperm - some girls love it and some absolutely abhor the very
mention of tasting it, let alone swallowing a load of it. Well, count me in
the "love it" camp, that's for sure. To be honest though, I 'm not so sure
it is the actual cum I love so much or how I get it!
I would have loved to have gone for a second time but we were getting into
civilization again and I knew we would be at the party soon so I reluctantly
pulled my fingers away. I laid back again for a few minutes to let the
aftershocks of my orgasms settle down and I could feel my pussy throbbing.
The feelings weren't going away very quickly which meant I must have been
horny as hell!
The taxi slowed when we reached the address which turned out to be a simple
ranch farm house out in the country a bit. There was a barn and some other
buildings and I could see some cows out behind the barn. We drove up the
long gravel driveway and came to a stop at the front entrance.
The driver handed me his voucher which I signed and then he gave me his card
for me to call when I was finished. I told him I had absolutely no idea when
I would be done and he just smiled and said to take my time, he was paid by
the hour. He also told me he would be at the small cafe we had passed just
down the road a bit and to call if I ran into any trouble. I wasn't sure
what he exactly meant but he certainly looked like the type that could take
care of himself - and ME if necessary.
Chapter 3 - Pre-Party Warm-up
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As soon as we pulled up a guy came out from the house to greet me. He looked
to be in his early 20's and had an athletic build I could identify even from
a distance. Up close I could see a classic handsome face with a smile to
melt your heart and eyes that sparkled with enthusiasm. Hmmmmmm, so far so
good! He introduced himself as Bob, the best man who had arranged for the
party tonight. He said none of the others were here yet and to come in and
make myself comfortable.
Going into the house he explained it was his parents' farm and that he lived
with them still. It turned out my guess was pretty close - he was actually
22. His parents were visiting his uncle at his farm in Michigan and wouldn't
be back for a few days which left the place all to him - perfect for a
party!! He led me to the living room and offered me a seat on the couch. He
took up station in a chair across from it, sitting down and looking me over
like a prize animal at a fair.
"Damn, you look so sweet! Kelly isn't it?" he asked.
That was all any of my clients were told, just a first name and nothing else.
He had no idea where I had come from or even if Kelly was my real name. I
just nodded and kept quiet, waiting for him fill me in on what his plans
were. Before he told me that it seemed he had other concerns that needed to
be addressed first.
"So, how old are you REALLY?" he asked.
I told him I was twenty but he looked at me rather skeptically and said,
"Hmmmmmm, I'd like to take your word for it but do you have a driver's
license to prove that? You look a little younger than that if you ask me."
He quickly smiled and held up his hand to say, "Now that's not a BAD thing,
you look great."
Well, there was no way I was going to let anyone to go through my things and
find out who I really was so I wasn't carrying any identification, let
something like a drivers license.
When I shook my head and explained to him that the service had verified my
age, he looked at me again and said, "Well, I just hope you're telling the
truth. God help me, I don't want any problems with an underage girl. We
just want to have some fun tonight and not get thrown in jail!"
I must have looked a bit exasperated - at least I certainly FELT that way.
"OK," he laughed, "sorry, just had to be sure. So anyway... I'm sure you're
wondering what the story is for tonight so let me lay it out for you...
Bob then explained his plans for the evening. For a city girl like me it was
definitely unusual to say the least. To put it simply, I had never even been
IN a barn before let alone strip and fuck in one. Bob looked me over yet
again and grinned, saying I was dressed perfect for the part - sexy young
farm girl putting out in the hayloft like every farm boy's wet dream. Well,
it certainly was going to be a different experience for me if nothing else
and after all, that's why I was doing this in the first place.
I only charged because people expected it. Little did they know I would have
PAID to do this! Bob didn't want the other guys to see me beforehand so he
asked me to stay in the guest bedroom. I didn't mind so he led me down the
hall and opened one of the doors for me and led me in. It was exactly how I
would have pictured it - queen-sized bed with a quilted cover and matching
pillow shams, old pine chest of drawers and side table, and even a small
bathroom just for the guest staying there. Bob asked if it was OK and I
nodded so he left, closing the door behind him.
All alone now, I looked the room over more closely, looking at the pictures
of their family over the years. It seemed rather surreal, almost as if I was
invading their privacy by being here for the nasty reason I was. Under the
circumstances I wasn't in the least bit tired but with nothing else to do I
sat on the edge of the bed and listened as cars began to pull up into the
driveway - or more correctly, trucks by the sound of them.
Several pulled up and I heard guys entering the house, laughing and joking.
It was hard to make out exactly what they were saying but it wasn't hard to
tell they were all in a party mood. Eventually I guessed the groom showed up
because everyone cheered and the general noise level rose. It was driving me
crazy to be in here, like I was being hidden away to be presented as some
sort of prize. Actually, I guess that was exactly what they were expecting
when I thought about it. The door suddenly opened and Bob quickly came in
and closed the door behind him.
"OK, here's the deal Kelly," he said in a business like tone suddenly. “I'm
going to take you out to the barn where you'll hide in the hayloft. I've got
a screen set up and a projector where we'll be watching some porn flicks.
John doesn't know you're here so he won't be expecting anything. At some
point, I don't know when yet but I'll figure it out, when everyone is having
a good time I'll call you out and then it's up to you."
"So what do you want me to do?" I asked him. It was all I could do to keep
from grinning as it felt like I was a waitress taking an order except in this
case, I was the menu!
Bob hesitated, as if he was a little embarrassed. He looked down at the
floor and said, "Well, the agency DID say that you were one of their
'special' girls."
I moved up closer to him and gave him a nasty grin. "Yeah, you could say
that I guess. So let's get to the point - OK? Just tell me Bob, do you
wanna fuck me or not?"
I heard Bob suck in a breath when I said that and he actually blushed just a
bit! Somehow I doubted that any girl had ever been quite so direct with him
before. "Well..., " he said in a low voice, "That WAS sort of what I was
hoping you would do."
"Well of course I will... but there is just one condition," I said in a low
voice to him as I put my hand on his crotch. I could feel his cock
stiffening through his jeans as it responded to my touch. "ALL of you have
to fuck me or NONE of you can."
Bob's eyes widened at that, "You're kidding... even John?"
I nodded and he grimaced just a little bit, "God damn it all, Julie would
kill him if she ever found out! Not to mention Bill and Jeff's wives. Are
you sure you can't just let a few of us do you while the others watch?"
I rubbed him through his jeans and smiled up at him. "Nope! I guess if you
really want to fuck me then you'll just have to convince them."
Bob chuckled and took my hand from his crotch saying, "Well, if your as hot
as I think you are, a few beers and those ol' farm boys will agree to
anything you want I'm sure. C'mon, let me take you out there before someone
sees you."
Bob led me out from the bedroom and down the hallway in the opposite
direction from where quite a noisy party seemed to be going on. We moved
quickly across the lawn to the barn and went in through a wooden side door.
I had never been in a barn in my entire life other than at a zoo and the
first thing I noticed was the overwhelming smell. There was the odor of
animals that stunk badly but there was also a sweet aroma of hay that
tempered it to a tolerable level. A wooden ladder led up to a second floor
and that was where Bob was headed.
He motioned for me to go first and as I climbed I realized why - he was right
behind looking up at my ass! Oh well, I certainly didn't mind if he looked
and soon I reached the top and there was a huge area partially filled with
hay bales but most of it was empty. A makeshift screen had been erected by
holding a white sheet against the wall with a projection video machine on a
small table in the center pointed at it. A few bales had been set out for
seats and I guessed that this was where Bob was planning to show his porn
flicks. A couple of large coolers were also there and I imagined there was
enough alcohol in them to drown a small army.
"Over here Kelly," Bob called, bringing my attention back to him.
He was standing over by a large pile of hay bales and motioning for me to
come over to him. I did as he said and saw he had piled them up to create a
hiding place for me. He even had a couple of beers set out for me!
"We'll be out in a little while," he said, "I thought you might like a little
something to loosen up."
I thanked him but told him I didn't drink. He looked surprised and
apologized for not having anything else. Bob promised to bring me out some
water later when he returned so I just sat down on the bale and he left me to
return to the party. It felt strange to be sitting there all alone. It was
quiet and dim with just a little light coming through a window near the top
of the barn. Fortunately it was warm for this time of year and the barn was
even warmer than it was outside so although I was cool, it was tolerable.
Chapter 4 - The Party Begins
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About fifteen minutes or so went by before I heard them coming out. They
were all laughing and joking, teasing Bob about the movies and warning him
they had better be good. The floor shook a bit as they clambered up the
ladder and immediately hit the coolers for more beers. A bottle of water
suddenly appeared around the corner and dropped at my feet. I opened it and
took a big swig as my mouth was dry from the hay dust. The first video
started and I immediately could tell it wasn't the type of porn my dad liked
to watch. At least his had a little class to them!
I peeked though some bales and I could clearly make out what was on the
screen. There was no story line or plot, it was just one scene after another
of guys fucking girls. They seemed to be loving it but it just turned me
off. There was nothing sexy to me to see some whore being fucked by anywhere
from one to a dozen guys, just laying there letting them fuck her in every
hole - and I mean EVERY hole in her body.
This only lasted about fifteen minutes when the next series started and I
gasped as I realized it was women being fucked by various animals. There was
a couple of dogs and one girl even sucked off a horse! It was interesting -
I never realized how much cum a horse could deliver! Sexy though? Well, not
for me but they sure seemed to love it. From their reactions I started to
wonder if the guys even needed me! Then Bob got up and made an announcement.
"OK guys - quiet for a minute!" he shouted in order to be heard over the
hooting and hollering." The noise level dropped considerably and he
continued. "Why watch movies when the real thing's available?" he asked,
spurring them on. THAT certainly got their attention as suddenly it got
quiet as a church.
"We all know that tomorrow it's John's turn to give up the good life and join
the ranks of the sexually frustrated. Well, I didn't want him to spend his
last night just watching porn and jerking off."
Everyone started laughing at that with a few jokes such as, "Ahhhhhh, let him
beat off in peace!" thrown in. Bob laughed and cut them off. "Now John,
don't say your brother never did anything for you because I have the best
bachelor party present ever... Come on out Kelly!"
I slipped around the pile of hay and everyone turned to stare at me. They
started to cheer and clap, it was crazy how drunk they looked to be already
and I tried to keep smiling even though I was starting to wonder if this was
such a good idea. Well, I figured there was no turning back so onward I went
until I was standing in front of them.
"Damn Bob, you just pick her up from school or what?" one of the guys said
loudly, taking a drink from his beer bottle. He was in the center and from
the looks of things I guessed he must have been the groom. It was time for
me to take over before things got out of hand.
"What's the matter John?" I said in a teasing voice, "She got you neutered
already? I thought this was suppose to be a party!"
Everyone roared with laughter at that, teasing John about being married
already, telling him to "go for it", whatever "it" was but I had a pretty
good idea! I slowly walked around the six of them and had to admit it wasn't
a bad group of guys. They all looked to be in their twenties and sure enough
a couple of them had wedding rings on which told me either they didn't know I
was going to be there or they didn't know what my plans were! It was funny
how married men would usually take off their rings before cheating on their
wives, as if somehow that made it OK. The mark the band left made it so
obvious they may as well have been wearing the ring but I guess it soothed
their conscious.
As for me, I preferred them to keep the ring on as it reminded me of the
woman they were betraying. As I walked by each one I would stop in front of
him and touch him slightly, maybe on the top of the head, a touch to the
thigh, nothing directly sexual, just a little tease.
As I made my way through them I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, one button every
couple of guys until by the time I was around it was all but undone. Back in
the middle again I slowly pulled the shirt tails out of my jeans and undid
the final button, letting it hang loose on me so my bra was clearly visible
to them. I twirled around which caused my shirt to fly open. With my back
to them I allowed the shirt to drop off my shoulders and then slowly to the
floor.
I crossed my arms over my boobs, like a little girl would if her brother
walked into her room when she was dressing, and turned to face them again
with an innocent look. Then I motioned for John to come to me and I took his
hands and put them on the clasp between my boobs.
"Hey, she wants you to take her bra off!", one of the guys yelled as if John
needed to be told that.
Oh well, he was obviously drunk so I guess he had an excuse for being an
idiot! John turned his head to them and then back to me and with a leer he
fumbled with my bra. It was only two little clasps but he took forever to
figure them out. I was about to help him when it sprung open and my boobs
literally popped out from their constraints.
"Oh yeah, look at those tits!" someone yelled.
"Are they real?" came another voice.
Well, if I HAD paid for these boobs then somebody owed me a refund but that
didn't matter, I knew what the intent was - he wanted John to feel me up.
John didn't really need any encouragement as he put one hand on each boob and
squeezed them tight - almost too tight but I didn't say anything.
"They're real alright," he confirmed to them.
He evidently wasn't satisfied completely because he didn't take his hands off
of me. I finally had to pull his hands away - it was like they were glued
on!. All the while I kept smiling at him as if he was the sexiest guy in the
world.
"Now now, you were just suppose to see if they were real or not," I teased.
I backed away a bit and moved over to the side and sat on a hay bale.
"Anyone else feel a need to check them out?" I asked mischievously. Needless
to say, the remaining five all felt the need to verify it for themselves and
each one in turn reached down and grabbed my boobs. As they finished I
pushed away someone trying for seconds and they all teased him for being an
idiot - their words, not mine!
They didn't sit down though; instead they surrounded me in a circle and
watched as I played with my boobs for them. To be honest, I liked it better
when I did it instead of the groping they had just done. I reached behind
and pulled the wrap out of my pony tail and let my hair hang free. It was
time to shed the innocent school girl look and become the slut they wanted.
One hand drifted between my legs and I started to rub myself through my
jeans.
"Take 'em off!" they started chanting.
I made them wait though, not giving in to them TOO easily. It felt good
rubbing myself and with my jeans as tight as they were it was almost like
they weren't even there. I looked around me and smiled.
"Anybody want to help me undress?" I asked in an innocent voice.
Needless to say I had six volunteers immediately and finally it was Bob that
won out the shoving contest. He kneeled down between my legs and his hands
reached for my belt which he easily undid. He unsnapped my jeans and when he
tried to reach for the zipper I slapped his hand.
"I can do that!" I admonished him as I leaned back and slowly unzipped my
jeans.
By spreading the top of my jeans apart, I allowed them to see my white cotton
panties underneath. I wasn't ready to show them my pussy quite yet so I
reached under my panties with my hand and pushed my fingers down inside
between my legs until they touched my wet pussy. God I was already soaked!
My finger rode over my clit and I moaned softly as it responded to the
attention. There was dead silence as I masturbated underneath my panties,
letting their imaginations run wild as to what my pussy looked like with my
finger in it. After a bit I pulled my hand out and held it up.
"Anybody want to taste my fingers?" I asked coyly.
Again a shuffle ensued and this time it was someone different who muscled his
way to the front of the line. I put my finger in his mouth and felt his
tongue touch it and then I pulled it back out again. He looked around,
smacking his lips and nodding his approval of the vintage to everyone. I
started to pull my jeans down but then I looked at where I was sitting and
stopped.
"Hey, I need something to sit on here if you want me to take off my jeans," I
said to them.
They looked everywhere but there wasn't a blanket or anything for me to sit
on and I wasn't about to set my bare bottom on that scratchy hay bale. Bob
saved the day, stripping his shirt off and offering it to me. I wasn't sure
what I was more interested in - the shirt or his muscular chest! I stood up
and he spread it out underneath me. Before I sat back down again I pulled my
jeans down to my ankles, leaving me with just my panties on. The jeans were
too tight to get over my sneakers so I leaned back on my hands and lifted my
legs up until they were horizontal.
Wiggling my feet, I called out, "Hey! A little help here!"
The closest two guys stepped forward, each grabbing one of my sneakers and
untying them. They slipped them off and I kicked off my jeans so now it was
just my panties and socks. The panties would be going soon but looking at
the dirty wood floor I had no plans of taking off my socks! I sat to one
side and lifted one leg up on the bale leaving the other on the floor which
had the effect of exposing my crotch more to them which I hid with my hand.
"So what do you say guys - shaved, trimmed or hairy?" I asked them with a
seductive smile. "Whoever's the first to guess right gets a reward."
They all started to shout and argue but Bob was the first yell out, "Totally
shaved!" and I pointed at him and nodded my head. "So... what's my reward?"
he asked, rubbing his hands together with glee.
I motioned for him to kneel in front of me and the I pulled my panties to the
side which provided him with an up close and personal look at my smooth
pussy. I used one hand to spread my pussy lips apart and then I pushed one
finger on my other hand into me. Bob just stared, not even blinking as he
watched my every move. I started playing with myself again as he ogled my
pussy like he had never seen one before. The rest of them were crowding in
now, trying to get a better view. I laid on my back on the bale and lifted
my legs up to me and pulled my panties off. I tossed them to John who
grabbed them with a grin.
Then I let each leg fall to the floor on opposite sides of the hay bale,
spreading my legs wide apart. I was nude now, well as good as nude since I
still had my socks on. I felt so sexy being completely exposed and having
all these guys looking at me thinking god only knows what filthy thoughts
about me. I have always loved to be watched when I masturbate and having six
guys at one time made it all the better. I used one hand to rub my boobs
while the other fondled my pussy. I closed my eyes and concentrated on what
I was doing. It felt so good that I almost forgot what I was there for!
Chapter 5 - Earning My Tips
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I could have just laid there and played for the night but I remembered what I
was being paid for and so I sat up and looked around seductively at them,
sucking my finger with my pussy juice all over it.
I pretended to whine and pout. "Oh my God, I can't believe I'm here nude,
surrounded by six horny guys, all wet and ready to go, and not one of you has
asked me to suck his cock yet!"
From their reactions, I don't think they were expecting this! It was one
thing to have a stripper at a bachelor party, heck it is almost mandatory!
However, except for Bob this was the first time they knew I might be willing
to go a step further with them than just stripping for them. Bob, having the
advantage of arranging for my services and knowing what was coming, was the
first to react and step forward. I sat up and leaned forward towards him as
he stood in front of me.
"Well, do you expect me to do all the work?" I teased him, "C'mon, whip that
bad boy out for me."
Bob looked around at the other guys and shrugged his shoulders. He unzipped
his jeans and pulled his cock out though the opening. He was already
starting to get an erection and the head looked scrumptious. He moved
forward enough for me to open my mouth and take him in. My hands were on my
knees as I reached out with my tongue and touched the very tip of his cock.
Then I opened wide and slowly took him in, inch by inch until my face met his
jeans and pressed into his crotch. Hw was only about six inches long so it
wasn't difficult to get him all in and I sat there like that, sucking on his
cock like I was trying to pull it off of him. I pulled back to get a breath
and then I started bobbing my head, still with my hands on my knees. He got
into the motion and swung his hips in sync with me, fucking my mouth with his
cock.
"Whoa!" someone yelled out followed by a "God damn! Look at her take his
cock!" I didn't want him to cum yet so now that I had demonstrated the most
basic of blow job skills, I leaned back and let his cock flop out of my
mouth. Looking around, I wiped the spit off my mouth with the back of my
hand and grinned.
"Well, is nobody else interested in a blowjob?" I asked. It was all I could
do not to laugh out loud at the speed of which two more cocks appeared! I
had to admire the two married guys, they both hung back and resisted
temptation ? so far anyway. I also was irked that my primary target, the
groom, was also a member of the hold-outs. In the meantime, I let the other
two fuck my mouth just as Bob had, again making sure I stopped before they
came. I wanted them horny enough to want to fuck me and I knew from the
stiffness of each cock that they were certainly turned on!
I was feeling pretty horny myself by now and I'm not sure who wanted them to
fuck me more ? them or me! My pussy was aching with all these hard cocks
surrounding me and none of them in me yet. I grinned at them and stood on
the bale of hay, slowly dancing for them, letting them watch me as I danced
seductively in the nude for them. When I faced John, I crouched down and
played with my pussy as I pointed at him with my other hand.
"C'mon John, you know you want me," I said. Then I turned and looked around
at the rest of them and grinned. "So wadda ya say boys, am I gonna get
fucked tonight or not?"
John's eyes widened and between the alcohol, the porn and the show so far I
could see he was on the verge of saying yes but not quite there yet.
"Last chance John," I teased, "I know you want me."
"Go for it John!" I heard and looked to see it was Bob. He still had his
cock out and was stroking it. God he must have been ridiculously horny! I
looked at Bob and raised by eyebrows. He looked frustrated ? I knew he
wanted to fuck me badly and it must have been killing him that the rest of
them weren't cooperating!
"C'mon guys ? she told me before we started it was all or nothing. Damn,
how can you guys turn this down?" he whined. From the expression on his face
and the hand on his belt I figured Bill was about to do it but Jeff and John
were still resisting. I can't remember anytime when I offered myself to a
guy that I had been turned down and I was damned if tonight was going to be
the first time so I went up to Jeff and pressed my nude body against him, my
hand between us pressing against his cock.
"You know, I'm not use to guys turning me down Jeff," I said in a low voice
to him, "What's the matter? Don't you want to fuck me?"
"Oh god!" Jeff moaned, looking around for support but not finding any
sympathy, "Monica would kill me if she found out."
I reached down with both hands and unzipped his jeans. He still had his
hands to his sides but he didn't stop me either. I unbuckled his belt and
unsnapped his jeans and pulled the flaps apart. He was wearing jockey
underwear which was always a pain but I reached my hand inside and held his
cock.
"You have to stop," he protested weakly. Despite what he was saying he
wasn't stopping me so I pulled the front of his underwear down to expose his
dick which already practically bursting out on its own. It flopped out and I
quickly took it in my mouth before he could say another word and pushed my
head down until my face met the base of his cock. His cock was pretty small
so although it just pushed against the back of my throat I was able to easily
swallow all of him.
"Oh my god!" he gasped and he put his hands on my head and pulled me tight
into his crotch. I started sucking on him and knew he was mine!
"Hey Jeff, bet Monica never sucked you like that!" someone called out. I
looked up at him and our eyes met as I held the head of his cock in my mouth
and swirled my tongue around the bottom edge of it. He shuddered and I saw
him roll his eyes, shake his head and wordlessly mouth, "Noooooo!" to whoever
had asked the question. Admittedly I love sucking just about any cock but it
is always best when I knew the guy I was blowing was getting something better
than his girlfriend or wife gave him.
I sucked him for several minutes and from the way he was breathing and
pulling on my head I knew he was about to cum so I let him flop out of my
mouth and I held his wet cock in my hand. I looked up at him and smiled.
"Now that wasn't so bad, was it?
"Damn you can suck a cock!" Jeff exclaimed. He tried to pull my head back
into his crotch but I resisted and moved away from him.
"Now, wow??," I teased him, "If you want more you'll have to wait."
Jeff looked disappointed but I knew whatever morals he had about cheating on
his wife were long forgotten now. He wanted me and that was what I wanted.
Now it was time for the groom. John was sitting on a bale and had been
watching everything so despite anything he might say, the bulge in his pants
betrayed his true thoughts. I pushed his legs apart and sat on one of his
legs, my legs in between his, and put my arm around his neck. My boobs
pressed up against him and he looked down at them and then away as if trying
to pretend he hadn't looked. He had both hands flat on the bale still which
meant I had some work to do but I was up to the challenge! I unbuttoned one
of his shirt buttons and reached my hand inside, rubbing my palm against his
chest.
"C'mon John, this could be your last chance you know," I whispered in his
ear, kissing his neck lightly and running my hand down lower until I was
pushing against his belt and jeans. "I really want to suck your cock."
The truth was, I DID want to suck his cock. I loved it when I took a guy's
dick in my mouth and heard him gasp as I drove him nuts with my mouth.
Feeling him grow in my mouth, knowing there was nothing he could do to stop
it from reacting to what I was doing even if he wanted to, made me feel sexy
as hell. Every cock was shaped just a little different from the others,
every guy reacted differently, every guy tasted just a little bit unique so I
never got tired of sucking new cocks. I have never found a guy who didn't
want his cock sucked and it gave me a true sense of control over them as I
knew they would do almost anything to get me to do it. If anyone was being
submissive during a BJ, it was the guy, not me!
"Do it," he whispered hoarsely.
"Tell me what you want John," I teased him. I knew that I had him now and it
was fun to make him beg a little bit first.
"Fuck it! Just suck my cock you little whore!" he burst out suddenly and
everyone laughed and teased him for the way he had tried unsuccessfully to
hold out. He unbuckled his belt and unlike Jeff, was wearing grey boxers
which were nice and baggy and easy to access. His cock was pushing upward
and he opened up the fly and it poked out. I licked my lips in anticipation
as it was rock hard and had a huge head! My favorite part of a cock is the
head. I love the way it is all swollen and smooth. It feels food against my
tongue as I run it along the bottom of the ridge that circles it. Plus, when
I get fucked the head is larger than the rest of the shaft and so if a guy
puts himself just enough in me to where his head just disappears, that
actually creates more sensation in me than having him all the way in me!
Having a guy bury himself completely in me is more a mental turn-on than
physical. For the best orgasm, wiggling his head just inside my pussy hole
does it for me every time!
Unlike the other guys, I took John's cock in my hand first and stroked him
gently to start. My hand barely fit around the shaft and I ran my thumb
around the head when my hand was high on his shaft.
"You like that," I said with a naughty grin.
"Quit teasing me and suck it!"
I got off his leg and squatted between his legs. I didn't want to kneel on
the dirty rough floor so I put my arms on top of his legs, one on each side
of me, and while he held his cock out for me I reached forward and took the
head in my mouth until my lips were just over the ridge. My tongue flickered
along the tip of his cock, digging gently into the opening at the top. He
let go of it and I took more of him in. John easily had the biggest cock of
the bunch and my mouth had to stretch to fit him in. Keeping my right arm on
his leg to help me keep my balance, I reached down and started playing with
myself as I remained down with my knees bent in front of him. I pressed my
finger into me slightly and imagined is was his cock forcing its way inside
of me.
Even though I hadn't sucked the last guy's cock, I couldn't take it any more
? I HAD to get fucked and soon or my pussy was going to explode. As much as
I loved sucking cocks, there came a time when priorities had to be
established and right now, getting a cock inside of me was number one on my
list ? and number two and three for that matter. I stood up between his
legs, holding his cock in my hand. I kept his cock in my hand as I turned
around so that my ass was facing him and I could look out at all the guys
watching us. Looking over my shoulder, I caught him staring at my ass.
"Ready to fuck me big guy?" I said, as much for the rest to hear as him.
"Are you sure you can handle me slut?" I just laughed at that and holding his
cock, I lowered myself down until I felt the head of it pressing against the
outer part of my wet pussy. I didn't waste any more time. Not only was I
dying for a cock but I had five more to go after all. I sat down and he
violated my cunt, his cock pushing itself up into me until I was sitting down
flat on his lap. I looked down and I could see his cock buried in my pussy
and it looked simply incredible as it spread me apart and then disappeared
inside of me. I have always loved seeing a man inside of me while at the
same time feeling his cock filling me up inside. I started to bounce on his
cock, leaning forward to draw him out of me and then sitting back down on his
lap again to push him back inside of me.
"Mmmm, fuck me John!" I cried out, as much for the others actually as for
John. The others yelled out their encouragement and I noticed a few of them
were stroking themselves. I knew once things got started for real that the
final inhibitions would drop and as usual when it came to predicting men's
reactions to sex, I was right on the money! I smiled as I thought to myself
how soooo utterly predictable men are! It was like when they got had all the
blood rushed from their brain and every action was controlled by their dick!
It felt great to finally have a cock in me and even better knowing that this
same cock had been promised to someone. Well, he wasn't married yet and I
hoped that when he was saying his vows he would remember fucking me for even
just a moment as he stared into his bride's eyes. Imagine what she would
have said if she knew at the same time he was pledging his life to her he was
remembering fucking me!
I heard him groaning louder and from the additional swelling of his cock I
knew he was getting ready to cum so I got off his lap and squatted in front
of him once again. I held his cock a few inches from my mouth and stroked
the bottom part quickly while I sucked on the head. John groaned loudly as
suddenly I felt the first stream of cum shoot from the end of his cock like a
cannon. I quickly pulled him out and in my haste misdirected his next shot a
bit such that about half of it hit me in the chin while the rest went on my
outstretched tongue. The extra bitter taste reminding me of the only
negative thing about the night so far ? they had been drinking heavily and
when that happens, it seems something happens to their cum and it tastes like
crap. Normally I LOVE the taste of cum and could drink a glass for dinner if
it cold be bottled. In this case I let the rest spray all over my face and
chest. Actually it seems most guys get off more from that anyway so it
wasn't like I got any complaints. I spit out the cum that was in my mouth
and tried not to grimace from the nasty aftertaste. I looked up at him and
then around at the other so they could see the cum covering my face.
Now that John had served his purpose I didn't have any more use for him so I
left him and grabbed Bob's shirt from where I had been sitting and used it to
wipe my face and chest off. He didn't complain about his brother's cum all
over his shirt and frankly it wouldn't have mattered to me if he had. I
returned to the center of the group, freshly fucked and ready for more ? a
LOT more. I slowly turned in a circle, pointing my finger at each one of
them.
Chapter 6 - Doing Them All
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"OK now, everyone who wants to fuck Kelly, strip your pants off now!" I said
in a dominating voice. Looking at them I realized that I was now in total
control of the situation. I knew that they would do anything I asked them at
this point and I knew exactly what I wanted from each of them ? their hard
cock cumming inside of me. Bob's pants practically flew off while the others
came down a bit more slowly. Jeff was the last to pull his off but even he
finally just grunted and soon I was surrounded by five guys nude from the
waist down as John had already done me so he was just sitting back and
enjoying the show. Hmmm, it was almost like my dream back in the taxi!
Well, one down five to go. I did the two single guys next, neither of them
exactly memorable but satisfactory ? typical for young single guys it seems
these days. If they were about ten years younger at least I would have had
the thrill of being nailed by a young horny teenager; or if they were older I
would have enjoyed being their "daughter" or "mistress" but with most single
twentysomethings, sex was like vanilla ice cream ? boring and plain. Both
of them even screwed me exactly the same way. Each only wanted to do doggie
style which was OK with me but the one thing I really didn't care for was
that they both pulled out of me just before they came and sprayed their cum
all over my butt, back, and even a little in my hair. Why guys get a thrill
out of that when I would love to have them cum deep inside my pussy is beyond
me. Each time I used Bob's shirt to clean as much as I could off of me and
the poor thing was becoming soaked with cum.
With the groom and the two single guys out of the way, that left Bob and the
two married guys. Bob wanted me badly but I was saving him for the finale so
Jeff was my next target. I had sucked him before and I knew as much as he
had protested he enjoyed very minute of it and wanted more of me. I moved
over to where he was sitting and I quickly straddled him. The hay poked into
my knees but I quickly forgot about it. He started to lean backwards but I
grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him up. His cock was like a flagpole
below me and with my cunt as wet and used as it was he slipped easily inside
of me. His hands grabbed my ass as I pumped his cock in and out of me. It
took quite a while for him to cum turning it into an exhausting workout for
me. It was interesting how with some guys, getting drunk made them cum
faster while for most, it seemed to make them more immune to orgasm. Bill
fell into the latter category and it took maybe ten or fifteen minutes before
he finally came and I was glad as I wasn't sure how much longer I could go
on! He tried to lift me off of him so he could cum on me but I wouldn't let
him. I sat down firmly on his cock and literally forced him to cum inside of
me. He was the first to leave his sperm in me and not only did I love the
feeling it gave me when he pumped it into me, I was just getting tired of
having to wipe myself off after each time!
That left Bill and I noticed while I was with Jeff that he had been fidgeting
with his wedding ring while watching him screw me. At first I was a bit
concerned he might back out but the erection he was sporting betrayed his
true desires. One good thing about men, it's easy to know what they are
thinking because they can't control their dicks! I spread Bob's shirt on the
floor and laid down with my back against it. I could feel the wetness of the
other guys' cum in it but it was better than laying on the dirty floor
directly. I put my knees up by planting my feet close to me and then spread
my legs apart, motioning with both hands for Bill to get down and fuck me.
He started to hesitate but the others clapped him on the back and teased him
until finally he appeared to give in and so he got down on the floor with me.
He held his hard cock in his hand and leaned over me, supporting himself with
one hand to the side of me while he held his stiff cock in the other. His
face was just above mine and he looked me in the eyes.
"I want you to know I have never made love to anyone else since I married my
wife," he whispered to me.
"Don't worry then, I don't want you to make love to me ? fuck me!"
"God, I cant believe I'm doing this?.."
"Just fuck me Bill?.You know you want to or you wouldn't be on top of me now
so just do it."
"Shit?.You're quite the manipulative little bitch, aren't you?" he muttered
but that didn't stop him from directing his cock against the opening to my
pussy. "Oh what the hell, you're just a whore anyway."
At that point I didn't care what he called me so long as he put his dick in
me so I didn't respond to his slur. If it appeased his conscience to
distance himself from what he was doing by rationalizing it as just sex with
a whore then that was fine with me. I had been fucked four time by now yet I
was hornier than I as before the first.
"Why don't you just fuck me then? Don't treat me like your prissy
wife?.fuck me like you've always wanted to fuck a girl."
"C'mon Bill, fuck her!" I heard someone cry out, probably John from the sound
of it.
I grabbed Bill's cock from his hand and literally pulled him down to my
waiting pussy. I positioned him right at the entrance to my hole and lifted
my hips upward. I felt his cock slide easily into me thanks to the
lubrication of Jeff's cum that was dripping out of me. I have found that
some men don't care about "sloppy seconds" while others were positively
paranoid about it. Personally, I think it's a homophobic thing about having
their cum in contact with another man. Whatever the reason, at least it
didn't seem to bother Bill one bit. I had picked the missionary position for
him because for me it was the most intimate way to be fucked and wince Bill
had the most trepidations about cheating on his wife, I wanted him to be the
most intimate when he fucked me.
Bill pushed his cock about half-way in me and then he stiffened and started
to pull out of me. I wrapped my legs around him as best I could and pulled
him into me.
"It's too late to back out now Bill?.you're in me now so do it."
Bill just groaned and it was like he snapped, like whatever was holding him
back just let loose completely and he suddenly started pumping me like a wild
man, slamming his crotch into me making me gasp for air each time.
"That's it Bill! Mmmm, you like fucking me more than her, don't you?" I
asked him as he just kept slammed his cock in and out of me.
"You wanna be fucked???Well I'll show you how to get fucked you little
tramp," he growled at me. Again, it was if he had to make me dirty, a tramp,
a whore, anything to rationalize fucking me without "cheating" on his wife.
It didn't matter to me, adultery was adultery no matter what excuses you used
and whenever Bill was making love to his wife in the future he would never be
able to erase me from his mind. For me, he was just another jerk of a
husband cheating on his wife but for him, I would always be the girl he first
cheated with.
"Cum in me!" I begged him as I felt his strokes getting faster and faster,
his breathing betraying the onset of his orgasm. He didn't say anything but
his actions spoke louder than any words could have. Suddenly he groaned and
I felt a warmth blooming inside of me as one load after another of his sperm
shot into me. He didn't stay around once he had cum and pulled out
immediately leaving me gasping with his cum dribbling out of my cunt.
"Mmmm, that wasn't so bad now was it Bill?" I said, smiling up at him as I
felt his cum dripping down my ass from where it was draining out of my pussy.
Bill stood up and looked around as his cock started to droop. "Ok fellas ?
not one word to anyone ? hear me?"
Everyone just joked and patted him on the back. Somehow I had a feeling it
wouldn't be long before Bill had some explaining to do! That left Bob, my
dear Bob who had been dying to get in my pants since he first saw me. By now
I was starting to feel a bit tired and my legs were definitely feeling like I
had just run a mile but my pussy still wasn't satisfied and Bob was available
so what came next was pretty obvious. I stood on top of one of the bales and
motioned for him to come to me. A big grin was on his face as he moved
closer and when he was within reach I grabbed his staff and pulled him
towards me. He bent his knees to allow me to guide it under me and I held
the tip of his head against my pussy. He straightened up and in the process
drove his cock up into me. For a moment I felt like an old whore given the
way he slipped so easily into me but I guess there was nothing to apologize
for after having just been fucked by five guys in the last hour! I leaned
forward and he put his arms around me and lifted me up and off the bale. I
wrapped my legs around him and he held me up, impaled on his cock like a
marshmallow on a stick. My arms were tight around his neck as I held on for
dear life while he had his hands under my ass, raising me up and down to fuck
me. He was so strong he made it seem effortless! I guess after lifting all
those bales of hay I must have been pretty easy pick up and fuck this way. I
had no idea how long he could support me this way but as it turned out he had
been stroking himself for so long, dreaming all night of fucking me, that he
couldn't hold out for very long. I felt him jerk as he moaned and again the
inside of my cunt felt like someone had released a warm enema in me as his
sperm spurt out of his cock and filled my already cum- drenched pussy. After
a few more he held me motionless, as if he was trying to let the memory of me
riding his cock burn itself into his brain, never to be forgotten Finally he
bent his knees until my feet could touch the bale again and then he bent a
little more to let his cock slip out of me. My pussy tingled and a little
cum started to drip out of me and slide down the inside of my leg.
I looked around at the six of them, each of them now having fucked me and it
was interesting to see the reactions on their faces in the aftermath. Bob
was obviously ecstatic while Bill was definitely having a case of sexual
remorse. Frankly it really didn't matter to me how any of them felt, I was
feeling great and ready for a second round! It WAS a party to honor John so
I went up to him and stood in front of him. Reaching between my legs, I
scooped up some of the sperm and pussy cum that was dripping from me and I
put it into my mouth, smiling at him in a naughty way.
"Ready for more?" I said, standing on one leg with the other behind me and my
finger to my lips. I could only imagine how I looked by now. The innocent
and na?ve schoolgirl had definitely left the building! My hair felt like it
was a wreck and I could only guess how much cum had missed the mark and was
now congealing in it. Even though I had wiped most of the cum from me, it
still left a film on me and I could feel the stiff dried cum all over me. My
pussy held a mixture of my cum and sperm. I had cum several times, nothing
very big at any one time but enough to keep me sexually at my peak and even
now I wanted more. Unfortunately, as I have heard it said, beer creates the
desire but takes away the performance and it was certainly a truism tonight.
I couldn't believe it ? here I was offering myself to them to be fucked as
much as they wanted and not one of them could get it up again! I imagine
there would be some jokes and teasing about it later on but all I knew was
that I wasn't getting any more cock tonight. Bummer!!
Feeling better but somehow not satisfied, I gathered my stuff and left them
to pass out, which is what it looked like they would be doing any moment now.
I slipped on my shoes and carried my clothes down the ladder and walked nude
back to the house. The air was getting pretty cold by now, even more so
considering how hot I was at the time, and so I hurried back. When I got
back to the guest bedroom I looked in the mirror. God, I really did look a
wreck! I couldn't go back to school this way so I figured what the heck and
took a shower in the guest bathroom. My hair was a complete disaster! There
is nothing worse to get out of your hair than dried and caked on cum and I
had a lot more of it than I had realized. I felt a thousand percent better
though afterwards and there was even a small blow drier under sink so I could
dry my hair. I called the taxi driver and while I waited for him I put on my
clothes and went to wait by the door. He was there in a matter of minutes,
something nice to know if I had needed him, and he opened the door for me to
get in the back seat.
"Everything OK?" he asked. He was trying hard to be nice to me and I
appreciated his concern. I assured him I was doing fine and the drive back
to school was quiet and uneventful. The only problem I had was by the time
we got back all that cum and sperm had drained and it looked like I had peed
in my pants! I held my bag in front of me as I sneaked into my dorm room.
Fortunately my roomie was dead asleep and didn't hear me come in. I slipped
out of my clothes and threw on a t-shirt ? my roomie hated it when I slept
nude, and lay back in bed. It must have been an hour or more before my mind
slowed down enough to finally allow me to fall asleep. I certainly slept
sound that night, the way only a girl who has been soundly fucked can sleep!
The last thoughts that I remember were wondering if I would ever get the
chance to do another party like this again.
THE END
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