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
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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
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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
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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 lying 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... whos 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 my 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.
Altogether 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 any time. 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!
THE END
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