Subject: Jane Ward - Ghosts from My Past
Written by: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Friday, August 31, 2007 8:19:23 AM
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Hi Kelly,
My recent reference to one of the girls at those sex parties, got me remembering
detail about them. I had promised to tell you about this girl. She is the one
I spoke of, who was deep throating all the men. She is also the one I mentioned
seeing do ass to mouth. She really put on a show. And I mean that I think that
is just what she was doing. Just putting on a show. Proud of her sexual
skills, and that she was the only one who could or would do some of those
things. I couldn't really tell if she was getting any physical enjoyment from
the sex itself. She just seemed to get off on showing off for the rest of us.
The men fell all over themselves to get to her when she started her show. She
did a merry go round. Someone set up a padded bench that must have been built
just for this type of thing.. It was just the right size and height. She lay
on her back with her feet up near her butt and knees spread. The first man
moved up and stuck his stiff cock straight in her pussy. He fucked her for only
a few strokes, then pulled out. She brought her knees up near her tits, raising
her ass. He then moved right in and soon had his cock all the way up her ass.
She took it like there was nothing to it. Another man moved over and placed his
cock near her mouth, and she turned her head and began sucking him in. They
fucked her from both ends for awhile and then the one in her ass moved out and
the other one made way for him to get that ass soaked cock into her mouth. As
he did another was already fucking her ass. That gaping hole did not have
chance to relax. One of the women went over and knelt beside her and started
fingering her pussy and sucking her tit. Another man stepped up and placed her
hand on his cock, and without looking around she began to stroke him. I thought
of that old game we played as kids, where you try to rub your belly and pat your
head at the same time. I have to say this girl was coordinated. As the next
man moved out of her ass, the one in her hand was quick to replace him. So they
went. They rotated around her like a kids on the playground merry go round.
From her hand to her ass to her mouth, while the woman kept stroking her sloppy
pussy and licking her nipple. I hadn't kept count of how many she had before
she began to go wild with an orgasm, but she didn't miss a stroke with the men
and they didn't miss her mouth and ass.
After a bit she scooted up on the bench until her head was tipped back over the
edge. The man closest to her saw what she wanted and was quickly in her mouth,
his cock probing around until it went all the way in her throat. Several men
took turns fucking her throat until she moved back up on the bench. The merry
go round continued, and then some of the men were ready to cum. They would
unload in her mouth, on her face, over her breasts and another would take his
place. One would already be in her mouth while another was still shooting globs
of goo all over her tits. She would coax the last drops from a sloppy cock with
one hand while rubbing the cum over her tits with the other. All while a cock
was ramming up her ass, with another in her mouth.
I have no idea how many men were involved, but I do remember one quite vividly.
My ex would take his turn and while in her ass he would look over at me with a
big grin on his face. Then on his second turn around, he creamed her face as he
grinned at me.
The next week we were at a party at the same house. Some of the other girls
started in on me, trying to encourage me to do a merry go round like Danielle.
They kept telling me how their men would just love to do it with me. I was
still the new girl and the youngest of the lot. The fresh meat. Notice it was
the women who tried to get me to do ass to mouth with multiple men. And none of
them were offering to do it. Later events lead me to realize that they must
have been trying to take the edge off of my popularity with their husbands and
boyfriends. Although the men got their kicks out of using Danielle, she was far
from the most popular woman there. This was a show of jealousy. As the young
and tender fresh meat, I had begun to attract a lot of attention from most of
the men. They were even dropping by my house during the day while my husband
was away. They all seemed to want me. My new found penchant for swallowing cum
may have added to that interest as well. As I told you before, my new
popularity and my own growing enjoyment of this attention, was something that
began to change my husband's attitude toward me and the whole scene. Before it
was all over, I could tell that he wasn't even enjoying the talents of the other
women like he did at first. Early on he was getting his kicks out of showing me
what he was doing with the other women. And he enjoyed showing others how he
fucked his pretty young wife.
I think they were surprised when I counter offered. Absolutely no ass, but
would they settle for a pussy and mouth merry go round? They got the bench out
and set it up. One of the women instructed the men about the rules of doing it
with me. No ass. They were all for it. I looked at my husband and he glared
at me. Remember hubby, this was all your idea. You started this. The woman who
announced the rules saw him and suggested that he go first, and show the others
the way to his wife. He hesitated but stepped up to the plate, and I knew my
plate was full. He looked me in the face, (not in the eyes) and shoved his hard
cock into me quickly and roughly. After that, how he had the nerve to place his
vulnerable cock between my sharp teeth, I don't know. But I just sucked him as
if eager for him to cum in my mouth. And I was, because I wanted him to finish
quick and get out of the way, so I could enjoy what I was doing with the others.
One of the men, after a few strokes in my pussy, pulled out and rammed himself
straight into my ass. I yelled and he laughed. I glared at him. I noticed two
of the women laughing too. When he pulled out and came around to my face, I
told him loudly, "Not unless you want it bit off." And they could all tell that
I meant it. The two women who laughed, now giggled as they pulled him off to
another room. I couldn't be certain, but I really think they put him up to it,
and they took him away to reward him for his foul deed.
After he and my ex were eliminated, I enjoyed the rest. Most of them having
enjoyed my cock sucking skill before, knew my eagerness to swallow rather than
have the cum all over me. So most of them gladly finished in my mouth and I
swallowed as much as I could. I knew some of the women wouldn't swallow, so
most of the men appreciated my appetite for their cum. Another subject of their
envy, I saw later. Only one man finished in my pussy before he could get out
and get to my ravenous mouth. He didn't seem disappointed and neither was I.
When I sat up I didn't let out a big burp, but I could tell that I had swallowed
a lot of cum, and my cunt had been well used. Some of the guys were really nice
and I made note of them. I always made sure they got special attention the next
time I was with them. Yes, unlike Danielle, with a few noted exceptions, I
enjoyed the sex more than the show. That was my only merry go round. I found
my popularity with the men was still growing. Sorry ladies. It didn't work.
So, Kelly, I guess I was a cum slut long before I came under your influence.
However I was soon turned off to it back then and it was only recently revived
in me. Now I enjoy being a cum slut.
Thanks to my ex and my new 'friends' my life was becoming so ugly. Now I am
thrilled that I have new real friends and two wonderful men in my life who make
it so beautiful.
I have been working on this off and on for long enough. So I will stop for now.
If you are interested, I may share more of our activities another time. The
bitterness regarding my ex-husband still gnaws at me. Maybe writing about it
will prove therapeutic for me. I am sure that Jerry will be my best therapy. I
do love this man.
Thanks to my special friends for listening.
Love,
Janie
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From: "Jane Ward" <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Subject: More Ghosts
Hi Kelly,
Can you stand another of my ghosts from the past?
I have noticed that you didn't post that last one. It was a bit over the edge.
Certainly not in keeping with the incest theme. And not appropriate for some
readers. You don't need to post this either unless you want to. That's up to
you. I'd just like to get it off my chest, so to speak.
Once my memories of those parties and my ex started running freely through my
head again, a number of things have come to mind. The excess amazes and
astounds me now as I look back on them. It was different at the time, as I
lived it. Much of it was very exciting back then. Some a nightmare. Now
sometimes it seems like it wasn't even me.
One event in particular was at a Christmas sex party. Every one was to bring a
wrapped gift. The women were to bring something for a woman and the men for a
man. I noticed when I placed mine in the pile that some had names on them and
others didn't. If your name wasn't on one you had to pick one from the rest of
the pile. They were all supposed to have some sort of sexual theme, of course.
Comical or serious. The idea was, the more outrageous the better, and the more
fun for everyone else at the gift recipients expense. One girl got a double
dildo and was required to demonstrate it. she had no trouble finding a partner.
Another got one that had two heads. One large and the other smaller, pointing
in the same direction. She sat back on a table with both feet in the air and
poked them into her simultaneously. One in each hole. And she got herself off
with it. One man got a cock warmer. A red and green hand knitted cover for his
dick with two large ball shaped bells on either side. I saw one of the women
later start pulling at the thread at the end of it and got it open and pushed it
up enough to start sucking what stuck out. A couple of the men got inflatable
dolls, and everyone had a good laugh as they fucked the inflated cunts and
mouths of their fresh young partners. Some got sexy bits of lingerie. Why?
Everyone was either naked or nearly so. Well, it is sexy. One particular girl,
whose name was on the package, got a paddle. She had to go around the room and
let each man take a whack at her buttocks with it. She did have that
reputation. And boy were her cheeks red...not from embarrassment. When it came
my turn, there was a package with my name on it. I opened it and found a nice
champagne glass. I almost never drink alcohol. I looked at a girl who had
befriended me from the start, wandering what I was supposed to do with it. As
it was explained to everyone, I was to go around the room collecting a shot of
cum from each of the men in my glass. And what was I supposed to do with it
then? One of the ladies said that my craving for the men's cum was to be
fulfilled. Once every man had made his deposit, I was to drink the whole thing
down. With that explanation, every man there began to get prepared. Some had
women sucking them. Some were being jacked off by women. Some were doing their
warm up in pussies. Some were doing themselves. I saw a woman furiously trying
to get my husband off, and he was the first to be ready. So I held out my glass
for him and he made his gift to me. I had to wait a moment for one of the men
(one of the nicer ones) to pull out of a pussy and when he had made his deposit
in my glass, I went them one better, I bent down and cleaned the pussy juice
from his cock and finished draining him with my mouth. By the time I had gotten
a deposit from all of the men, my husband came back with seconds. The same
woman had sucked him and worked him up to another one already. I never did
count the men, but I had a load of cum from each one and two from my husband. I
stood in the center of the room and lifted my glass as if in a toast, and said,
"Merry Christmas one and all." And with that I began to drink from a champagne
glass more than half full of semen. It took some effort and a lot of
swallowing, but I would not be outdone. Little by little I got it all down, and
made a show of licking inside the glass for good measure. When I finished I
was afraid for a moment that I would have to run for the toilet. But I held it
and received a big round of applause, mostly from the men. With that, I did an
exaggerated curtsy, and said, "Thank you very much, gentlemen." Most of the
men came by and hugged me warmly. A few mentioned that as soon as they could,
they wanted to fuck me. I was still the favorite. My husband glared. Not a
happy camper. I never knew who hatched that scheme, but it hurt my husband
worse than it did me.
Say, with that 24 hour sex marathon you did with those four guys, you could have
been a real hit at our sex parties. Sorry, but you were about eight or nine at
the time, a little too young yet...don't you think? Only joking. You know me.
I enjoyed reading about that one, even if your guy was such a jerk for setting
you up that way. Sounds a little like my ex. Assuming I would suck and fuck
anyone he brought home or sent to me, or told me to.
I thought I was a bit too popular with the men when they started coming around
to our place whenever my husband was away. They were stopping by two, three and
four a day. Sometimes more than one at a time. Some fucked me, but most wanted
my special treatment. A cum swallowing blow job. Once five of them showed up
at my door together. I let them in and told them they would have to take turns,
because I only have three holes. They laughed and used all three holes at a
time. I still hated it in the ass. I found out later that it was my husband
who got this started. He told some of them when he was going out of town, and
even suggested they might keep me from getting lonesome. And he told a couple
of them that they should really try my ass. When I found out how he was using
and abusing me, I determined to get even in some way. It wasn't that I didn't
enjoy most of the sex, but not the idea that my 'loving husband' set me up that
way as a way of abusing me. One day I had four of the men come by at different
times. I had them dump their cum in a clear coffee mug, a little disappointed
that I wasn't swallowing that day. I covered it and put it in the refrigerator.
When my husband came home, I got it out and warmed it up in the microwave just
enough to take the chill off. I said, "See what your friends gave me." And I
drank it, leaving some in my mouth and on my lips. Then I planted a big sloppy
cum covered kiss right on his mouth. He thought it was such a good thing, why
not share it with him.
That was one of the few times he actually hit me. Mostly he abused me verbally
and in the way he began to treat me around others, including his family.
What an awful mistake I made in my choice of husbands. I was seeing the wrong
things. Older man so interested in little me. Good cock. Family well off. He
could take care of me well. And he did for awhile. Until he got me involved in
those sex parties so he could get his thrills showing off his young sexy trophy
wife. Then he started to get angry as he lost control of what he had started.
I guess it is partly my fault, but he did not have to treat me the way he did.
He could have simply suggested that we cool it with the party circuit, and I
believe I would have welcomed returning to just the two of us. Then he demanded
a divorce. His family encouraged him in that, too. I didn't want a divorce. I
wanted things back the way they were in the beginning.
Well my dad got a lawyer friend for me and he was able to get me a very good
settlement. He and his family certainly did not want the scandal that would
have come out if it had been dragged though the courts and local newspapers.
Neither did some of our influential friends who were involved in those parties.
My lawyer wouldn't even take part of the settlement as payment. He said it was
a favor to my dad and the enjoyment he got from sticking it to that family.. I
did, however, insist on giving him some added pleasure to show my appreciation.
And I enjoyed that myself. Good one.
The settlement gave me the house and bought me my shop with a tidy sum left in
the bank drawing interest. My shop is in the old downtown area. It's slowly
but surely being revitalized. I was one of the first to invest in refurbishing
the old office and storage areas up stairs over my shop, and I rented the two
apartments out to college students. The idea caught on and now many of the old
buildings have them. Other small stores and restaurants are opening up in the
old store fronts. It is really big with the college crowd as well as others.
The crowds at some of the coffee bars and restaurants spill out onto the
sidewalks in the evenings, with European style cafe tables and chairs outside.
Especially the weekends. And it hasn't hurt my business. I'm even thinking of
staying open on weekend evenings. Should be able to hire a couple of college
girls to work those hours.
Well, I guess that's more than you wanted to know about making biscuits. Sorry.
That's an old family joke about me. If someone asks how my biscuits come out so
good, I have a tendency to give them the complete recipe with added tips to
ensure their success. Can you believe that?
But, let's not start on Kelly's Kooking Korner again.
Love you,
Janie
Jane Ward 04 - Ghosts from My Past