Subject: 24 Hours of Dick (MF, MMF, group, oral, exhib)
By: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Diary Date: September 23, 2006
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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 he’d 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", we’d 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. I’ve 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 I’d 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 –
they’re afraid to go out and just ask for it. It's not that they’re 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. I’d 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 I’d 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 it’s 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?"
I’d 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. It’s 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 hadn’t 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 loose 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 ay 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.
"Ummmm, 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 al 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.
"Hmmmm, 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 gong 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.
"Mmmmm, 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 bout 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 it's 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 as 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 wiling 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 I’d REALLY done!
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