Subject: 24 Hours of Dick
Story Codes: MF MMF group oral exhib
Diary Date: September 23, 2006
Author: Kelly <pghp_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary:
My new boyfriend Michael confused me sometimes. There were days when he
could be the most wonderful guy in the world and yet on others, he could be a
total jerk. You'll never guess what he was asked me to do for some friends.
I'll let you decide if he was being naughty or nice this day.
Table of Contents:
Chapter 1 My Boyfriend Michael
Chapter 2 Meeting Michaels Friends
Chapter 3 A Solid Day of Fucking
Chapter 1 - My Boyfriend Michael
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A common questions for me is where guys can find girls like me. By "like
me", I assume they mean a girl who puts out on the first date. Most guys are
surprised by my answer church! There is something about a girl who is a
little naughty in church that seems to appeal to guys and I find it fun as
well. I have always been active I my church and at school I attend a local
church where I help with the youth group. A lot of the students attend this
church as well as a number of single guys from town who I suspect are
attracted more by the abundance of 18 to 21 year-old girls than the quality
of the religious services. During my high school years, I had met most of my
boyfriends at church and we had a bit of fun more than once during services!
The school I attend is a private religious university. Although it is coed,
anything sexual in nature or even suggestive is expressly forbidden and even
as a senior I am forbidden to have guys in my on-campus apartment. Early in
my senior year I met Michael at church. He was a year older than me and
worked for a local company. He was actually British and assigned here as
part of an internship for young employees though to have high potential. To
make a long story short, I learned on our first time out together that while
he may or may have not been a business whiz, he DID have a nice cock... and
he knew how to use it.
For Michael I think I was a bit of an enigma to him at first. I don't know
what girls are like in the UK, but apparently I was rather unique in that I
was quite forward with him. The first time I told him I wanted him to fuck
me, his jaw almost hit the floor. It wasn't that he didn't WANT to fuck me,
it was just that hed never had a girl come right out and ASK him before.
After the initial shock, he seemed to enjoy it when I talked dirty to him and
generally acted like a slut. After our first "date", if you call going out
for lunch and then straight to his apartment for sex a "date", wed gone out
a number of times. For me, it was great since one of the things I find
hardest to adapt to after being home for the summer is the lack of sex at
school. Ive been fortunate enough in the past to have had a bisexual roomie
my freshman year and one at least not afraid to masturbate in front of me my
junior year. Unfortunately, this year was more like my sophomore year when
my roomie was not into breaking the rules regarding sex. Having Michael
available as a "relief valve" for my needs was an unexpected pleasure that
Id not expected to have when I started my senior year!
Michael would take me out to dinner, movies, and such but our evenings ALWAYS
ended up about the same no matter how they started with his hard cock in my
mouth and/or pussy. I liked Michael and he was a decent person but not my
type so far as an emotional boyfriend attachment was concerned. The plain
facts were that he as available for me about anytime I wanted him to be and
he was adequate enough in terms of sexual technique to satisfy me.
Michael confessed to me once after an especially hot night of sex that he had
never met a girl quite like me, at least one that wasn't a whore and just
playing out a fantasy for him. I tried to explain to him that most girls
loved sex as much as I did but in a way it was sort of like the problem guys
have theyre afraid to go out and just ask for it. It's not that theyre
afraid of rejection what boy would ever say no to a girl asking for sex?
Instead, most girls worry about their reputations whereas I thought it was
pretty cool to know that people who knew me called me a slut often to my
face. Of course, at school I never let on to what Michael and I did as it
would have gotten me expelled.
One weekend Michael and I had been planning to take the entire day and do
nothing but fuck all day. Id confided in Michael about my fantasy of having
a guy's dick in me for an entire day even in bed that night, parting only
as needed for biological reasons. Michael thought it would be pretty cool to
try it out as well so all week I had been masturbating like crazy as I
imagined what it was going to be like later today.
Ali, my roomie, could tell I was excited about the weekend but she didn't
have a clue what I was planning of course. I warned her I might be staying
the night at someone's house at which she gave me a bit of a sideways glance
but I assured her nothing was going to happen yeah right! I knew that Ali
was more aware of my masturbation needs than she thought I knew, but we more
or less avoided the subject so long as I wasn't blatant about it. Face it,
most girls masturbated and Ali knew it. We just all pretended we didn't and
were good little Christian girls.
Although I was planning to stay the night out, I didn't take much with me
except my purse. By now Id stocked Michaels apartment with the essential
toiletry items so I could clean up and not worry about returning to my
apartment smelling like sex with cum on my face. I wasn't planning on
wearing my clothes for long once I got to his apartment so why bother with
bring more for the next day?
Michael picked me up just after noon and we headed straight to his apartment.
As soon as I got in his car my pussy tingled like it was connected to an
electrical outlet as I looked at his crotch and saw the bulge he seemed to
have anytime he was around me. My first thought was to reach over and free
his rigid dick from its prison where I knew it had to be aching to escape. I
would have loved to start sucking him before we even left the campus but
caution for once got the better of me and as it turned out, it was a good
thing as the guard was at the entrance was checking out the cars as they left
for the first time in ages. It wouldn't have gone over very well if he had
caught me with my head in my boyfriend's lap with his dick in my mouth!
Although it seemed like forever, it only took a few minutes to get to his
small apartment and I followed him up the stairs where he opened the door and
I followed him in. Now I don't claim to be stupid or anything and usually
catch on to things pretty quickly, but for whatever reason it never dawned on
me that his door was unlocked when we arrived, something he normally never
allowed when he was away.
Chapter 2 Meeting Michaels Friends
====================================
As it turned out the reason for the unlocked door was that his apartment
wasn't empty but instead the living room had three other guys planted in one
position or another playing some silly video game. My heart sank as my
dreams of an all- day fucking session were apparently not to be realized
today. What the hell were these guys doing over here? I had never seen
them; for that matter I had never seen anyone before in Michael's apartment.
Michael acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary and quickly introduced me
to his buddies. There was Rob, 22 years old but looked not a day over
eighteen with a youthful face and long hair, was apparently a neighbor
friend. Jeremy was 24 and a coworker from where Michael worked as was Dave,
the oldest at 26. To be honest, they all looked pretty hot and under
different circumstance, I could imagine some interesting times together but
today had my heart set on being fucked continuously and THAT was not going to
happen now, no matter who these guys were.
Michael must have seen the disappointment in my face and he hugged me. Then
he did something I had NOT expected him to do he kissed me and cupped my
crotch in his hands right in front of the other guys!
"David!" I exclaimed, wondering what the hell was going on.
David laughed as did the other guys and I looked at him, wondering what was
the story.
"Don't worry, I told them all about you," David said, rubbing my crotch again
as if to drive home the point.
"You WHAT?" I asked him pointedly, "Just what does THAT mean?"
"He said you were a slut who loved being fucked," Dave spoke up at this
point. As the oldest, he seemed to be the most forward, even more so than
Michael. The straightforward tone of his voice softened the words somewhat
so they didn't seem as outrageous as what they might have. It was if he was
saying I was a waitress who enjoying working at the local bar. I looked at
David who just shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, you DID say you were proud of it, didn't you?" he said, his face
looking like "who me?"
"I didn't say you could tell all your friends though, did I?" I countered,
"and just what else did you tell them?"
Jeremy spoke up for the first time at that. He pointed at Michael and
laughed, saying, "He said you dreamed of being fucked all day and dumb fuck
over here was scared he couldn't do it so he called in the cavalry."
THAT was not at all what I expected to hear. I looked at Michael, this time
with more of an accusing look than anything else. What in the world was he
up to?
"I didn't think you would mind," he said lamely.
"Mind??? You mean you never thought you might ASK before you called your
friends over and invited them to have a good time fucking me?"
David spoke up again and I was quickly getting the idea he was not going to
be my favorite from the hint of arrogance in his voice.
"Hey, give Mike a break. From the sounds of it I don't think you mind the
idea all that much. You don't exactly look like the type that says 'no' very
often so cut the BS."
Now THAT wasn't going to go unanswered, even if he was correct I couldn't let
him get away with being so nasty to me so I stepped over to him and slapped
him across the face. It was a pretty hard slap at that and my hand stung a
bit afterwards so I knew his cheek must have hurt, especially from the way it
was reddening. Rather than getting mad though, David just laughed and rubbed
the side of his face gingerly.
"Damn Mike, she's a feisty one, isn't she. Does she fuck as good as she
hits?"
Mike started to say something but when he say the look on my face he quickly
retreated and shut up. I put my hands on my hips and stared at Dave.
"For your information mister, I fuck BETTER than that; not that YOU'LL ever
know."
Everyone but David was whooping it up and laughing at that. David didn't get
angry though and if anything, he just smiled and I realized he knew full well
it was just a little game between the two of us and that sooner or later he
would be fucking me no matter how much bluster I may put up in front of the
other guys.
"So what's the story, Michael?" I finally asked after it had calmed down a
bit.
Michael hesitated and then looked at the other guys, all of them looking at
him as if to say get it over with and tell her!
"Well, you said you wanted to have a cock in you all day and night," he
started out. I grinned and nodded so he continued, "But you didn't say it
had to be the same one, did you?"
Id been suspecting as much but it was good to get it out in the open.
Actually, the idea had not occurred to me. In my dreams when I would
masturbate about this, it was always just one guy as my preference was to be
with one guy at a time for these type of things. Being with multiple guys
was fun at times but generally seemed too impersonal for me to want it that
way too often. I prefer the intimacy of being with a single guy. Maybe it's
a little bit of ego and selfishness as well as I normally wouldn't like to
have to share a cock with another guy if I cared about him.
The more I thought about what Michael was proposing, the more interested I
became. It DID address the major concern I had, which was how he would stay
hard enough to keep in me for a long time and when he got sift, how would I
keep him from slipping out? With four guys working in shifts, the odds of
going a full 24 hours with a hard cock in me the whole time were greatly
improved.
"Well, I guess the IDEA is OK, but what about their cocks, especially Mr.
Big Mouth's over there?" I said, pointing at Dave, "I don't want no tiny
dicks, you know."
Inwardly I cringed at my crude English but it seemed to fit the moment.
Frankly, I could have cared less about their cock sizes so long as they had
something between their legs. I was just trying to give them a bit of a hard
time by making them worry about whether they were adequate or not. Every guy
in the world seems to worry if his cock size is OK so why not make them sweat
a little?
They looked at me as if uncertain what I wanted so I put it more bluntly for
them. "Let's see em' guys, pull out those boys for me get a look at."
The four of them looked at each other as I think I caught them off-guard a
bit. Dave was the first to comply what a surprise. He pulled his jeans
down and then his boxers, revealed a rather impressive dick at that. It was
flaccid but looked to have potential. Its really hard to judge a guy's
erection size when he is soft and many a guy has surprised me when my
expectations weren't met. It worked both ways guys with big soft cocks
didn't grow much when they hardened while some guys had what appeared to be
tiny dicks when they were soft but grew like a balloon when they got excited.
Dave's dick looked pretty decent even when soft but not TOO big which was
usually a good indicator for later. I knew Michael's cock quite intimately
by now so I didn't pay his a lot of attention at this moment. Jeremy was
right on the heels of Dave and looked to have an average dick. Nothing to
write home about but adequate for the job at hand. From the way Rob was
hemming and hawing, delaying taking down his pants, I had a bad feeling that
he was going to have a cock as youthful as his looks. Dave was sitting next
to him and slapped him on the back.
"C'mon Rob, show the girl that monster you keep in there."
That made me all the more suspicious as I figured Dave was just teasing Rob
and being sarcastic. As it turned out, he was just being accurate as when
Rob dropped his jockey shorts he revealed the biggest cock of the bunch by
a mile! Damn, even soft he was bigger than I suspected the other three would
soon be once I got to work on them. Not only that, it as thick and he had
the bushiest thatch of pubic hair surrounding it that I had ever seen on a
guy, especially one as young as him. It was like a forest down there! I
must have been staring at it because even Michael started laughing at my
reaction.
"What's the matter Kelly, too big for ya?" he called over to me.
I wasn't about to let that challenge go uncontested. Without a word I walked
over to where Rob was sitting on the couch, his jeans and underwear around
his ankles and his cock laying there like a giant sausage between his legs.
Before I did anything, I looked around at the three of them and gave them a
bit of a haughty look.
"Well, I guess it's time for me to show my credentials," I teased them.
Rob was in the center of the couch so I sat down to the side of him sort of
sideways on the couch and then reached over to grab his dick. My hand barely
went around it and all I could think that he was still soft my god, what
would he be like when he got hard? For all my bluster, I was wondering if I
would be able to take him all once he was aroused. There hadn't been many
men in my "career" that I hadnt been able to take down my throat and it was
looking like Rob might be one to add to that short list.
I lowered my head to his lap and took the head of his dick in my mouth. The
scent of his crotch was strong and I doubted he had showered that morning or
else he had been doing some work before he came over as not only was he
strong with the musk of his male lust, there was a pretty strong sweat odor
as well. I didn't mind at all actually, so long as it wasn't TOO
overpowering.
"God, look at her go!" I heard Jeremy say.
"Guess you were right Mike," Dave said, "She IS a little slut and a damn
cute one at that!"
With Rob as soft as he was, I was able to rather easily take his cock all in
my mouth and I buried my face in that thick bush of hair at the base of his
shaft. I had never felt so much pubic hair against me before, the guy was a
human hair brash! Slowly his cock began to harden and I could feel it
growing in my mouth. I slowly lifted my head upwards, sucking on his dick
and stretching it upward as I went until finally the head passed my lips and
I would lose suction and it would slip from my mouth, springing back to his
lap. Each time I repeated this, it would snap back a little less as it
became less flexible. God, it was so big I wondered where all the blood was
coming from to fill it? That old joke about there not being enough blood for
both head seemed to be for real with Rob.
As I sucked his cock, it was like I was on American Idol with three judges
rating me.
"I think she likes sucking his cock..."
Damn, look at the way she sucks him, damn girl's a vacuum cleaner!"
"He's getting bigger, I bet she can't take him all in for much longer."
Actually, that last comment was similar to a concern going through my head.
He WAS getting big and the last couple of times I had gone all the way down
on him he was about to the back of my throat. I had practiced deep throating
a lot over the years and generally could fight back the gag reflex now
without gagging or choking but never had I tried it with anyone as large as
Rob. I was determined, though, to take him as I knew the others were
watching and what I did with Rob was going to set the tone for the rest of
the day.
Finally the time came when I felt him hit the back of my throat but there was
still almost an inch of him to go. I rose up and then slowly descended on
his cock, concentrating on his dick and my mouth as I tried to block out
everything else in the room. When his dick hit the back of my throat I
pushed down harder on him and I felt his dick pushing its way into my throat.
For just an instant I felt the natural gag reflex try to make me give it up
but I fought back the impulse and pushed down even more on him, driving him
past the gag pointing my throat. My face hit the base of his cock and I held
myself there, his cock filling my throat.
"Holy shit, look at that," Jeremy explained, "She's doing it!"
I needed to breath so I slowly allowed my head to rise up on his cock,
letting them see his cock as it emerged from my mouth inch by inch until he
was free of my lips. I looked around at them triumphantly.
"Well guys, what do you think? Can I suck cock or what?"
They all started to talk at once but I just ignored them and went down on him
again. He had grown a little more and it was harder to get him all the way
down this time, more because he was thicker than the added length. Once you
got past the gag point, it really didn't matter how big he was after that.
The worst case scenario was to have a guy just long enough to make it to the
gag reflex but no farther as it was like you were constantly having to fight
it back. Rob was well past that, though, so once I had him down my throat he
could have gone down a couple more inches with no problem.
After that I alternated between sucking his whole cock and sucking only half
of it while I stroked the lower half. As much as I prided myself on my mouth
being able to make a man cum, I had to admit that there was something about a
hand around a cock that seemed to work better than a mouth, no matter how
talented. Thankfully, as it was a bit of work to suck him, it didn't take
terribly long for him to reach the point of no return and I tightened my lips
around the base of the head of his cock, forming a seal so when he came his
cum would stay in my mouth. I felt his legs tighten under me and then his
hips shuddered as the first shot of sperm shot from his dick into my mouth.
Another thing about trying to judge a cock is that I have found it nearly
impossible to predict the size of a man's load. Some men seem to cum in
quarts while others barely cover my tongue. Even the same guy can vary
dramatically depending on some unknown factors so you never know what to
expect when you first feel him starting to cum in your mouth. As big as
Rob's cock was, when he came I was a little surprised at the small amount of
cum that resulted. Maybe he masturbated a lot or maybe he had a lot of sex
lately, who knew, but the result was that he just shot out a few little
squirts and that was it. Oh well, a little sperm was better than none!
"Shit, he's cumming!" I heard Jeremy, speaking out first as usual.
"That's my girl!" bragged Michael, "See, I told you she would take it in her
mouth."
After Rob had finished, I sat up and opened my mouth for them to see. I
stuck out my tongue for them to see the cum I could feel pooled on it. Then
I shut my mouth and swallowed with some emphasis and then reopened my mouth,
like a patient proving to the nurse she had taken her pill.
"Oh yeah, we got ourselves a little cum slut here," Dave chortled, "Now get
over and take care of me."
Chapter 3 A Solid Day of Fucking
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As much as I normally would have jumped at the invitation, sucking a bunch of
cocks wasn't what my plans had been for the day. I mean, there wasn't
anything WRONG with doing so, just not what I had planned. As such, I stood
up and crossed my arms across my chest and looked over at Michael who still
had his cock in his hand.
"Ummmmm, Michael, I thought we had something planned for today?"
"You're serious about that?" Michael exclaimed, "I thought you were just
teasing me to be honest."
"Well, if you and your friends aren't up to it, then I guess not," I said,
raising my eyebrows at them as if daring them to back out.
"Whoa!" Dave said, cutting into the conversation, "Don't go off the deep end
now on us. Nobody said we wouldn't do it did we guys?"
Dave looked around and the other guys all looked a little surprised at first
but after all, they were guys and what did guys want even more than beer and
football? Sex. I took charge at this point and load down the ground rules.
"OK, first, the name of the game is 'Fuck Kelly' so no matter what, that
takes priority over everything else OK?'
I looked around and nobody was disagreeing so I continued.
"It's now 1:00. Until 1:00 tomorrow afternoon, one of your cocks has to be
in me at all times. You get just enough time for one of you to pull out and
then the other had to be in me as quickly as possible."
Again, no response so I went on. Actually, I had dreamed and masturbated
about this so many times it was like I had already established all the ground
rules.
"You can cum in me as many times as you want, but no complaints about 'sloppy
seconds' or anything else about the previous guy's cum in me when you fuck
me."
"If you cum, you have to cum in my pussy none of this pulling out crap.
I'm on the pill and have no more desire to get pregnant than you do. I
expect a LOT of cum in me by the end of this so no holding back!"
"If you cum and you can't keep hard afterwards such that you can't stay in me
easily, the next guy in line will have to step up to take his place so if
you're on deck be ready!"
"I don't mind sucking your cock while someone else is fucking me so long as
you're ready to go when it is your turn. I want you to be hard when you're
in me, not soft because you can't get it back up again after a blowjob."
"I expect to be actively fucked even if I fall asleep so no sleeping when
it's your turn. If you have to trade off, don't feel you have to wake me,
just do it."
"Speaking of which, you don't have to be going at it like crazy all the time
but don't just stay still all the time. The least you can do is wiggle it in
me a little now and then!"
"Last and important do NOT even THINK about pissing in me. If you have to
go, tap out and trade off while you go to the bathroom. If I have to go,
I'll let you know and we'll uncouple just long enough of me to address my
problem."
I looked around and all four of them were just staring at me. Did they ever
think they would ever be in such a situation before? For that matter, sure I
had fantasized about this before but did I really think I would ever actually
DO it? I have heard of porn stars who fucked a hundred guys or more but this
was different. I wasn't expecting them to fuck me raw, just stay in me most
of the time. I hoped four guys would be enough though, to keep a constant
supply of hard dick on tap.
"Well, who's going to be first?" I asked. Needless to say, they ALL raised
their hands so I pointed at Michael and smiled.
"I think it's only fair that Michael gets me first," I declared and Michael
winked at me.
It was then that I realized I hadn't really though out all the logistics.
Where would we do this? What position? What about dinner? Did I want to be
nude or partially dressed? Oh well, I shrugged to myself and figured we
would just play it by ear. I felt a little shiver run through me as I
thought about what I was about to embark on. God, was I really ready for
this? Would my pussy survive? Years ago I had been fucked by a dozen guys
at a party and I was a little sore afterwards. Damn, what would my poor
pussy feel like after 24 hours of non-stop cock? This was different in that
the dozen guys all were working my pussy pretty hard but still, it was a
fairly tender part of me and not exactly accustomed to a lot of sex lately
other than what Michael was giving me.
I went into the bedroom and stripped, laying my clothes out on the bed
carefully since I would need to wear them tomorrow. Looking around the
bedroom, I knew this was not the place to do this as after a few hours I was
sure boredom would set in pretty good so I went back out to the living room.
I was nude when I walked in and everyone turned to stare at me.
"God, look at that!" Rob exclaimed. I noticed his dick was back to his
flaccid state but something told me it wouldn't take much to awaken it again.
"Hmmmmmm, nice little shaved beaver, I see," Dave said, pointing out the
obvious.
"Ready to fuck me Michael?" I asked. It was like I was there to watch the
game and I was asking him if he wanted more chips to eat or something.
Michael was indeed ready stripped down and stroking his dick slowly to keep
it up. I moved to the couch, pushing Jeremy from it so I had it all to
myself, and laid down on my back with my head resting on a pillow at the end.
I raised one leg and rested in on the back of the couch and let my other leg
hang over the side. The end result was I was in the perfect position to be
fucked and Michael quickly took advantage of the situation.
Michael got up on the couch and kneeled on the cushions between my legs. He
leaned over me and balance himself with one arm on the back of the couch
while he reached down and directed his cock into my waiting pussy. With a
quick shove, his dick violated me for the first time that day and I looked
over at the clock.
"1:20 and the clock is running!" I declared. Looking at Michael I grinned
and said, "No remember big boy, take your time. The object is to see how
long you can stay in me, not to cum right away!"
"How long does he get before one of us gets a chance?" Jeremy asked. It was
a legitimate question. With the four of them, if we went on until the first
three couldn't stay hard anymore the fourth guy might have to wait all night
before getting his chance at me.
"OK, new rule," I declared, "One hour maximum and then you have to let the
next guy in how's that?"
Everyone nodded in agreement and Michael went back to work. It was sort of
surreal being fucked like this in front of his friends. It wasn't like I had
never been fucked in front of other people before but this situation was a
little unique. Each guys knew he was going to have a lot of time in the next
24 hours to fuck me and I wondered how they were feeling about the prospect.
I was sort of curious myself how it would turn out. Would I have a
significant preference for one over the others? For that matter, would there
be one I did NOT like compared to the others? Would it really matter after a
while whose dick was in me? How many loads of cum would I be getting? Who
would be in me the longest?
It was then I realized that if I wanted to have a good record, I had better
start keeping track now so I asked Rob to find me a notebook and pen.
Michael told him where to get one and when he came back I started keeping a
log that would record who was fucking me, when, and how many times he came in
me. It was a little odd writing in a notebook while a guy was fucking me
THAT was one thing I don't ever remember doing before. Another thing that
was going to be different was the TV. Although I have been guilty of looking
at the TV a few times when I was having sex, I never made a conscious effort
to watch a show while a guy was in me. Yes, this was certainly going to be a
unique experience and I was only into the first ten minutes!
"Do you like fucking me with your friends watching?" I asked Michael.
Michael rolled his eyes and looked around. Since we had just started, they
were all pretty interested in watching us and although I was accustomed to
it, I wondered if Michael had ever done it this way before.
"Well, first time for everything, I guess," Michael said with a shrug as he
slowly stroked himself in and out of me.
"I think you should cum in me and then let the others have a chance so
everybody gets to fuck me once at the start," I suggested to Michael, "What
do you guys think?"
Michael didn't seem too pleased by my suggestions but needless to say the
others were more than in favor of it. Michaela went along with it though,
and speeded up his stroked in me. He was pretty horny and it didn't take
long for me to get my first load of what I had a felling would be a
significant number in the next 24 hours. He groaned as he came and I smiled
as I looked to the others while he came in me.
"Mmmmmmm, I can feel his cum in me guys... whose gonna be the next one to cum
in me?"
I wasn't exactly surprised that Dave asserted himself and moved over to the
couch. Michael was finished now and he looked to me as if wondering how this
was going to be done.
"OK Michael, when Dave says he's ready, you pull out and let him get in.
Dave, you get that hard dick in me as fast as possible got it?"
Dave tapped Michael on the should and Michael quickly slipped out of me, My
pussy barely had time to register the emptiness when I felt Dave's pushing
its way into me. My pussy was still pretty fresh so he had to press a bit to
get in me but it was only a few seconds after Michael was out that y pussy
was once again filled with a hard cock. Funny thing, if I closed my eyes I
really couldn't tell you whose cock was in me. Unless it was abnormally big
or large, once a dick was inside of me they all feel pretty much the same.
Dave was fresh and horny so he wasn't about to just let it sit in me and
immediately began to stroke his dick in and out of me.
"Dang, she's still pretty tight!" he noted to Michael. In the meantime, I
was filling in my notebook with the time he had started and put a little mark
by Michael's name to indicate he had cum once inside of me.
"Well, I guess you get to fuck me after all," I said with a sly grin.
"Don't be so cute," Dave said, grunting as he fucked me faster, "You knew you
wanted this cock from the moment you walked in the room!"
Theoretically, he was correct in that as a general rule, my first thought
when I met any new guy was what it would be like for him to fuck me and Dave
had been no exception. Where he was wrong was in personalizing it as not
many men actually got to fuck me, despite whatever thoughts I might have had
about them. Sure, I had indeed thought about him fucking me but nothing more
than normal. He was doing a nice job though, and I certainly wasn't minding
that he got to do me!
"Ready for a real load this time?" Dave asked me as his thrusts got longer
and deeper. I nodded and he just grinned at me and said, "Yeah, you
certainly are one hell of a little cum slut."
Just then he came and again I felt the heat of a man's sperm as it filled the
interior of my pussy. Dave was true to his word, he DID have a big load for
me and it felt much warmer than when Michael had cum in me although I had no
intention of inflating his ego any further by telling him.
"Well, who's next?" I said, looking over at Rob and Jeremy.
Dave was still stroking himself in me and I could feel him shudder as a few
last shots of cum erupted from him. I didn't mean to rush things but I found
myself getting a bit turned on by the impersonality of the entire affair. It
wasn't like parties where I felt the impersonal sex to be a detriment to my
enjoyment, Here, the entire eroticism was all about the fact it WAS
impersonal, almost like business. Checking off my log and talking to the
next guy in line while the guy who was currently fucking me was cool!
Jeremy was next. He followed the same instructions that Dave had with
Michael and the switch went smoothly. He entered me rather easily thanks to
a combination of his smaller dick and the additional cum in my pussy. He had
been stroking himself as he watched me being fucked by Michael and Dave and
it was only about a minute after he entered me when he came.
"God, you came ALREADY?" Dave exclaimed, "Jesus, what a wimp!"
I knew it was because he had been so worked up already and that the next time
he would last longer so I hugged Jeremy as Rob got ready to take over.
Seeing his giant cock, I was glad he was the fourth in line. As wet as I was
and even though lubricated with three loads of sperm, his cock still felt
like a giant log trying to force its way into me and I groaned in a mixture
of pain and pleasure as he pushed harder to force it into me. Pardon the
analogy, but taking in a cock the size of Rob's is like when you have to
really go to the bathroom and you're a bit constipated. It hurts a bit at
first but once it starts it feels better and when it's over you feel really
good.
In this case, rather than getting something OUT of me, Rob's dick was moving
IN but the concept holds. When his head stretches me apart as it pushes its
way in, it's like my hips are being dislocated and my first reaction is to
push him away. Once his head cleared and made its way inside, his shaft
followed easily and from there on it felt incredible as it was like I was
being pumped full of cock.
"Oh god... you feel so big in me," I moaned softly. It was loud enough,
though, for the rest of them to hear me as well and it was like I had a
cheering section rooting for me as they made lewd comments about my pussy and
how I was enjoying being screwed by Rob's giant cock.
Rob kept the pressure on, drilling into me deeper and deeper and I thought
his cock was going to burst into my stomach when finally I felt his crotch
meet up with mine and I knew I had him all in me.
"Hold it there Rob... let me just feel it in me," I whispered to him with my
eyes closed as I concentrated on the feelings of pleasure his cock was
producing in me, even as it lay still inside of me. I could actually feel
his heartbeat in my cunt as his cock pulsed and I instinctively swiveled my
hips slightly under him to move it around just enough to let me feel the
length of it in me.
"OK, fuck me now Rob," I whispered hoarsely as I lifted my hips up against
him.
Rob responded without a word by slowly withdrawing until his head was all
that was in me, and then driving himself back in me, again ever so slowly
such that I could feel every inch of him pass into me. He kept stroking in
and out, in and out, speeding up slightly each time until finally he was
banging me pretty good. I was so wet and sloppy that I could hear the sound
of him moving in and out, a slurping sound like a baby sucking on a pacifier.
This was his first time in me and there was a long way to go for the rest of
the day so I wasn't too anxious to have Rob wear me out in the first couple
of hours. He was going at it pretty hard and rather than trying to control
him and make him last, I let him go at it, hoping he would cum quickly. My
wish was granted as without a warning he suddenly let go inside of me and I
felt the warm bloom of heat generated by his emerging stream of cum deep
inside of me.
"That's it Rob, cum in me... give it to me," I panted as he drove himself as
far into me as he could and just held himself there as his cock erupted time
after time inside of me.
Finally he was finished and he gasped for air while he held himself still in
me. God, I had already been cum in four times now and the day had barely
started. I wondered just how much cum my pussy would hold! I could feel
something wet dribbling down my ass and I had a feeling Michael's couch was
going to be in dire need of a cleaning when this was all over!
There' no way, short of writing a small novel, that I could describe
everything they did to me for the remainder of the 24 hours. Here is the
final scorecard:
Michael: 4 hours & 15 min, came 5 times
Dave: 5 hours & 10 min, came 7 times
Jeremy: 2 hours & 45 min, came 4 times
Rob: 11 hours & 50 min, came 8 times
The reason for the large discrepancies was that Jeremy just couldn't stay in
me that long without cumming so he was by far the lowest. Michael and Dave
were actually pretty close until towards the end when Michael was just too
tired to stay awake. Rob was the longest for the simple reason that he WAS
the longest. What I mean was that once he was in me, even if he went soft he
was still plenty long enough to stay in me without accidentally slipping out.
A lot of the time he was in me was later in the evening when I was falling
asleep. We found that if I was on top, it was easier for him to keep himself
in me, even if I was sleeping. Thus while he had the longest accumulated
time, I probably remember him the least!
Rather than try to describe the events chronologically, I thought it might be
easier just to make some comment about things in general ..
First, being fucking for 24 hours straight was not what I thought it would
be. Frankly, after about six or seven hours, I was a bit bored! We tried to
mix things up a bit, different positions, etc., but still, it almost became
difficult to imagine I was going to last 24 hours!
Yes, I WAS sore by the time it ended. Not so much sore in terms of being raw
but more in due to muscle soreness. My hips felt like I had been exercising
all day and my back was killing me. Even my neck was tight. The last couple
of hours were more like finishing a marathon than anything else. Even though
it wasn't really that enjoyable at the end, I wasn't about to quit but still,
if something had happened to force us to stop like a fire or whatever, I
don't think I would have been too upset.
All together, I took 24 loads of cum which averages out to one an hour. In
reality, they were more bunched up than that. There were stretches when
nobody would cum in me for a couple of hours as they just held themselves in
me while we watched TV or they played a video game. After the first few
times, it was like my pussy would just gush out cum when the next guy entered
me and then came in me. I didn't actually FEEL full but obviously my cunt
was filled to capacity. Of course, most of them didn't have as much to give
me after the first few times but Rob was always good for a nice load, even
though he fucked me the most.
It was weird at first when I would fall asleep with one of them in me. Not
so much the falling asleep part, but waking up with his dick still in me was
interesting, to say the least. It wasn't the first time I have been fucked
while asleep but in the past it was always a guy sneaking in my bed and
putting himself in me while I am sound asleep and then wake up to find him in
me. My dad was probably "guilty" of doing this more than anyone but then he
had the most opportunity.
In this situation, I would catch myself nodding off and then wake up and
realize that he was still there and I knew he had been in me the entire time.
There was one time when I woke up with a different guy in me which was rather
surreal as that meant they had swapped while I was asleep and I didn't even
know it! Several of Rob's orgasms occurred while I was sleeping and I had to
take their word for whatever they marked down in my log.
Probably the worst time was Sunday morning when I looked at the clock and
realized I should be in church and instead I was fucking four guys in a way
nobody at school would have been able to understand. God, if my friends had
any idea what was happening to me now, they would freak! I really felt
guilty missing church just so I could be with four guys and I knew the next
time I spoke with my pastor I would feel even more guilty, even though I had
a feeling my pussy would be tingling at the memory of it. Even though I had
offered to suck their cocks while I was being fucked, there was only a couple
of time the offer was taken up and then it was either Michael or Dave. Both
times it was right after they had fucked me and I cleaned off their cocks and
that was about it. I think they realized that trying to fuck a girl that
long was a lot more challenging than they had ever expected and that they
needed to "save" themselves for my pussy more than my mouth.
Speaking of which, I was glad that Michael had invited his friends over.
There was no way he could have pulled this off by himself and even with the
four of them, if it hadn't been for Rob's long dick there were a few times
when I was concerned any of them would be hard enough to fuck me. When I had
dreamed about doing this in the past, it never occurred to me that a guys
couldn't fuck me as long as he would want to, I just figured he would stay in
me when he got soft until he hardened again. After all, this is what most
guys did when they wanted to fuck me longer. What I learned was that while
that technique might work for an hour or two, going 24 hours straight was a
different story entirely. My recommendation to anyone silly enough to try
this would be to have at least six guys standing by.
So much for the commentary, I suppose there are some questions most people
would like to ask...
Would I do this again? That's easy to answer NO! Like many experiences,
such as the time with my friend's dog, it was interesting to try it once and
have the experience to look back on, but I have no desire to repeat the
performance. It's sort of cool to be able to say "I was fucked for 24 hours
straight once", but I'll take a good ol' fashioned one-on-one fucking for an
evening any time.
Did I tell my parents afterwards? Of course I tell them everything I do,
at least sexually, provided it is interesting. My mom's reaction was funny,
she couldn't believe I would want to do it in the first place. Needless to
say, my dad offered to try it when I was home but I had to tell him not to
get his hopes up.
Did we record it? No. Dave tried to convince me to let them take some
pictures and video but I refused. I didn't need to have something like that
circulating around town I didn't believe for a moment that they would keep
it to themselves.
The last guy to fuck me was Michael. Actually, it should have been Dave as
he was the one that was in me when the 24 hour mark approached. We agreed
that Michael should have the "honor" or being the first and last to screw me
since he was the one that had arranged everything.
When it was over, Michael withdrew from me and for a few minutes my pussy
felt really weird as it was empty for the first time in over a day. In a way
it was also a relief to have it over. I never would have dreamed in my
earlier fantasies that I would be glad when it was all over!
I made my way to the bathroom (surprisingly, I had only made two trips during
my 24 hours of fucking) and closed the door behind me. Looking in the
mirror, I was an absolute mess. Although I had fallen asleep quite a bit
during the night, it was never for all that long and I doubted that having a
dick in you was the recommended way to get a sound night's sleep! My eyes
looked a bit puffy and dark and my hair was a disaster.
As I sat on the toilet, I flood of cum drained from me and dripped into the
toilet, almost like I had just douched. Now THAT would be an interesting
product to take to market sperm douche! I took a long hot shower and
emerged to find the guys all dressed. Typical men they must have stunk
like sex but they dressed anyway without even taking a shower!
After all the time they had spent fucking me, there really wasn't much to
say. Dave started to say something about getting together with me again but
I shook my head and said this was a one-time event and I wasn't about to be
their toy in the future. They looked a bit disappointed as I had no doubt
they figured any girl that would do what I had just done would be willing to
fuck them any time in the future. As I explained to Michael on the way back
to campus, that was one of the differences between being a slut and a whore.
Besides the obvious being paid, whores did anyone at anytime. As a self-
proclaimed slut, that meant I enjoyed sex but did it on my terms with
whomever I wanted.
When I got back to my room I laid in bed and dropped off to sleep almost
immediately. I don't know exactly when Ali returned but she as in the room
when I woke. She asked me how my night went and when I told her it was
rather uneventful, she looked at me a bit strangely. I was sure she was
suspicious but even so, I doubted in her wildest dreams that she could ever
have imagined what it was that Id REALLY done!
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