Once A Slut... Ch. 01-03

Thanks go out to RipRespon for the inspiration for this story.

Hi, my name is Simone, and I'm a slut. I don't shy away from it, either. What can I say? I like sex and don't have many inhibitions. I wasn't always this way, but I went through a rebellious stage when I turned eighteen.

You know how it goes, I remember telling my mom, "I'm eighteen and you can't tell me what to do anymore."

She naturally countered, "As long as you live under my roof, you'll live by my rules."

I was a January baby, so we had a constant battle for the last half of my senior year in high school. My dad left us when I was very young, so my mom had to raise me by herself, and I became a handful. I think my mom saw a little bit of herself in me, which scared her even more. Maybe I had some daddy issues, but I liked the attention I received once guys began to notice my developing eighteen-year-old body.

My full D-cup breasts get the most attention from men, but some also like my heart-shaped ass, especially when I'm wearing tight jeans or form-fitting leggings and shorts. I'm 5'9" tall, so god blessed me with nice, long legs too. The more the men looked, the more I wanted to show off. It was empowering to have such a significant influence over them.

I wasn't a virgin when I turned eighteen, but I tried to be a good daughter. However, once I started to rebel, I began to become more sexually active. It wasn't unusual for me to end up in the back seat of some old car, a date's basement, or bedroom when their parents weren't home, fucking them or sucking their dicks. I had a 12:30 AM curfew that I tried to follow just to avoid a fight with my mom, but I could get in a lot of fucking before then.

I was one horny teenager, and my pussy and mouth craved to be filled with a nice, hard dick. My dates didn't have to do much sweet-talking to get me on my knees or to get me naked and spread my legs for them.

I was proud of the fact that word spread about what a great cocksucker I was. They seemed to be in control, and I felt so submissive to be servicing them. I took great pleasure in feeling a dick get hard in my mouth, if he wasn't hard already, and then listening to my date moan as my head bobbed in his lap or while I was on my knees in front of him. Eliciting moans of pleasure from my dates was a positive reinforcement that made me enjoy sucking a cock.

My favorite position was fucking doggie style. Being bent over while having a dick plunging into me seemed to touch me in a different spot that would make me cum more intensely. Some guys would eat my pussy, but not all of them. It didn't seem fair that they wanted me to suck their dicks, but they wouldn't lick my pussy.

When word got around town among the guys that I was an easy lay, it also spread among the young women. The first time I got called a slut was when I fucked someone's boyfriend. She was understandably jealous, but I also discovered she was saving herself for marriage. Her boyfriend wanted to get laid, and I was available, so who was at fault?

My goal was to get out of our small midwestern town as soon as I could. I knew I'd need financial independence, so I started working as a cashier at a local supermarket when I turned eighteen, but I needed more money. A friend was working as a waitress at a local restaurant that catered to a blue-collar crowd. Alicia was making more money than I was, thanks to the tips she was earning, and got me a job there. I started on the afternoon shift when a lot of guys from a local factory would stop in for a quick sandwich and beer for lunch.

At first, I thought the waitress's uniform was pretty mild. I had to wear a white blouse with either a black skirt or black pants. Alicia told me to make sure I wore a short skirt or leggings along with a top that showed some cleavage.

Alicia told me, "We joke about the tops we wear. We call it tits for tips. The more cleavage we show, the bigger the tips, unless we're serving a couple or women. We get a lot of male customers because the owner only hires cute waitresses."

This job sounded perfect for my newly found wild ways. I got a lot of attention on my first shift because I was new. I loved the attention, but the tips on my first few tables weren't that great. It was my first waitress job, so I wasn't that good at it either. Alicia pulled me aside and gave me a couple of hints.

"If you want bigger tips, you need to unbutton a few of those buttons on your blouse and lean over. Show off those puppies. Remember, tits for tips. Don't be afraid to drop things on the floor and bend over to pick them up. Make sure you lean over the table a little more when you're cleaning it off so the guys sitting near you can check you out. It's even better if you flash them your panties," Alicia said with a wink.

I was quick to learn how to increase my tips. I left a couple more buttons undone on my blouse, wore a demi half-cup bra, and made sure to lean over in front of the male customers when I was passing out their menus and silverware. If a man asked me about something on the menu, I'd have them point it out and brush my tits against them as I leaned over to look at the menu with them. Some men would openly stare at my chest while others tried to be more discreet. Here's a secret, guys, you aren't as discreet as you think. We know when you're checking us out, and most of us like it, within reason, of course.

I could always feel eyes on me when bending over to clear a table, so I tried to wiggle my ass, and if I knew men were decent tippers, I might even flash my panties for them, as Alicia suggested.

Whenever I'd wear leggings, I always made sure to drop a fork on the floor and bend at the waist to pick it up. When I stood up, I'd look back at the guys and give them a smile or a knowing wink. Once the male customers got to know me better, my antics would sometimes elicit comments from them.

For example, if they got a peek at my panties, someone might say, "You know, I've always liked it when a woman wears pink panties."

I would tease them by asking, "Do you see anything you like?" which would entice them to reply, "I sure do, honey, but it ain't on the menu."

I'd shoot back with a devilish grin, "That's okay, you probably couldn't afford it anyway."

I got a reputation for being a sassy, friendly waitress who the guys seemed to like, especially if they were in a group.

One time, a guy was with his friends and asked, "How much for you to come home with me?"

"I ain't for sale, dear."

He replied, "I ain't looking to buy, sweetheart, I just want to rent it."

His friends were laughing, and they roared when I replied, "If you were sexier, you wouldn't have to pay for it, darling."

Another time, I asked a table of men, "Can I get you anything else?"

One guy replied, "Yeah, what time do you get off?"

"It depends on whether you know what you're doing."

I developed a steady stream of regulars who asked to be seated at one of my tables, which caused some of the other waitresses to become jealous. I didn't care; I needed the money so I could get out of this godforsaken town, or at least out of my mother's house.

I tried not to date or fuck too many of the guys that tried to pick me up at work, but there were a couple that I hooked up with. The guys with cheesy pick-up lines turned me off, but some were quite good, and if I was horny enough, I'd meet up with them after work or on a day off. Naturally, it would end up with me fucking and sucking them.

Seeing that I was the new girl at work, I was only getting about thirty hours each week. If the owner, Ernie, needed someone to cover a shift, he would ask the more experienced waitresses first.

Alicia warned me that Ernie could be kind of creepy and to be careful around him. He was a bald, stocky older man who must have weighed 300 pounds. When we were back in the kitchen picking up an order, Ernie would sometimes grab my ass or run his hands up the front of my blouse to give my breasts a quick squeeze. He knew I was playful and showing off for the customers, so he must have figured he'd take advantage of a girl who needed the work. I never said anything to him, but I did my best to keep my distance. I kept talking to him about picking up some extra hours, but he never helped me out.

After a couple of months, I talked to Ernie again, practically begging for more hours. My mom and I were fighting constantly, and I couldn't take it anymore. I wasn't good at handling my money either. It seemed the more I made, the more I spent, so I wasn't making much progress in saving money.

I went to his office and said, "Ernie, I'm one of your better waitresses now, and I need to pick up more hours. Can you help me out? Please, Ernie. I need the money."

"I don't know, Simone. The other girls who have been here longer might complain."

"Come on, Ernie. The customers love me."

"They love you because you show them your tits and wiggle your ass for them."

"Hey, a girl's got to do what she's got to do."

He got the most evil grin on his face and gave me a look. I knew exactly where this conversation was going to go.

"Well, Simone, how about you do what you've got to do to get more hours?"

"I'm not fucking you, Ernie."

"How about a blow job then?"

I was thinking, "He's a disgusting pervert, but I've sucked plenty of dicks before. What's one more?" so I told him, "Alright, but just this once."

He had a huge grin on his face, and I could see his smoke-stained yellow teeth. He motioned with his index finger for me to come behind his desk. I reluctantly moved closer and stood before him.

"Take off your blouse and bra. I want to see those titties you've been showing everyone."

"That wasn't part of the deal."

"It'll make me cum faster."

He had a valid point. I rolled my eyes in disgust, unbuttoned my blouse, and removed my bra.

"Wow, they're magnificent," he said as he pulled me closer and began to grope my breasts and tweak my nipples.

"Now, get on your knees. Let's see what you can do."

He continued to play with my tits as I got on my knees and watched this fat old man wiggle out of his pants and underwear. Underneath his fat stomach was a stubby four-inch cock. I shook my head in disbelief at what I was about to do, shrugged my shoulders, figuring I might as well get it over with, and lowered my head.

As I began to lick and suck on Ernie's dick, it grew a little more. I could hear him moaning as my head bobbed in his lap. He was fondling my tits as I sucked his cock. It was obvious my boss wasn't getting a lot of sex, so thankfully, he came within a couple of minutes. He clutched my head and felt his warm cum shoot into my mouth. Because he didn't have a lot of sex, he came a lot more than I expected, but I was able to swallow it all.

I felt kind of disgusted at what I did, but it also turned me on. Maybe it was because he took control, and I felt so submissive blowing him. Even though my pussy was damp, there was no way I was going to fuck Ernie.

I was feeling extra frisky when I started waiting on my tables and showed off more than usual. I guess I was almost announcing my availability when I waited on a table with a guy I went to high school with.

Dylan was a year older than me and was having dinner with a couple of his friends. He was one of the bad boys in school and barely graduated. He was one of those guys that all of the girls fawned over and wished he'd ask us out. He was arrogant and cocky, but that confidence was also a major turn-on.

He was working for a local construction company and had an apartment of his own. He was good-looking in a rugged kind of way, with rough hands from working construction and a dark five o'clock shadow beard. Dylan had muscular arms, shoulders, and chest. He was a hunk. He had the reputation of being a party animal, and still was; nothing had changed.

We chatted about high school and how both of us wanted to move out of town eventually. He and his friends kept checking me out, and I made sure to give them extra-long looks down my blouse. I dropped a spoon on the floor and just about stuck my ass in Dylan's face when I picked it up. He and his friends were staring at me when I bent over to clear the table next to them.

"You look great, Simone. I'm surprised we never got together when we were in school," Dylan told me as his eyes scanned my body.

"You were too interested in the seniors in your class to notice me."

"Well, you certainly have my attention now."

I knew it was a pick-up line, but I didn't mind. I was falling for it.

Dylan went on to say, "Some of the guys are coming over tonight. Why don't you stop by and party with us?"

"I get off at eight. I just might surprise you."

He gave me his address, and before he and his friends left, he said, "I'll see you later."

I was hornier than I'd ever been after letting Ernie play with my tits, blowing him, and then flirting with my high school crush. After work, I texted my mom to tell her I'd be going over to a friend's house after work.

On my way to Dylan's house, I wondered if it was a good idea to go there. I knew what he wanted, but the deciding factor was that my pussy was itching for attention, and I wanted the same thing.

I was still wearing my white blouse and black mini-skirt when I got to Dylan's. I think he was surprised I showed up, and a big smile spread across his face when he saw me. There was the unmistakable smell of weed and alcohol in the air of his small, one-bedroom apartment. He introduced me to his friends, Joey, Hank, Tom, and Aaron. Joey and Hank were busy playing video games and barely acknowledged my presence. Tom and Aaron immediately eyed me up and down. Dylan's place became a party hangout for many young guys he worked with or knew from school.

I sat down on a loveseat while Dylan got me a beer. He lit a bong and passed it to me. We passed the bong around the room a few times, and I got pretty high. The more buzzed I became, the hornier I got. Dylan was telling me how pretty and sexy I was. I knew he wanted to add me to his list of girls he had sex with, but it didn't bother me. I had a chance to fuck a cute, sexy guy, and I was going to add him to the list of my conquests, too..

Dylan put his arm around me and leaned in to kiss me, a kiss that I gleefully returned. One kiss quickly turned into a makeout session right there in his living room in front of his friends. He had my blouse open and bra exposed in short order. He was fondling my tits through my bra before slipping a hand inside of it.

I was so horny, I didn't care that his friends could see everything we were doing. I was so buzzed, I blocked them out anyway. Dylan's hand found its way to my leg, and he began sliding it up my thighs. When I parted my legs for him, I also gave his friends a view of my panties. They also saw him massaging my pussy through the satin material of my underwear as I moaned to his touch.

I found it a turn-on when he slipped his hand inside my panties and began to finger fuck me with his friends in the room with us. I enjoyed it when I flashed men my tits, legs, and panties at work, and that night was no different. The turn-on was only intensified by having his friends watch me getting finger fucked.

When Dylan asked, "Do you want to go into the bedroom?" I nodded in approval.

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. We were naked and on his bed in the blink of an eye. There was no pretense of making love; we were going to fuck. He was fingering me while sucking on my tits, and I was stroking his dick. I had heard rumors that Dylan was hung, and those rumors were true. He had a nice, long, thick cock.

He saw me staring at it and said, "Go ahead, baby, suck it."

I didn't need a lot of encouragement to blow him because I wanted him in my mouth, so I devoured his dick. I was so fucking horny, and he tasted so good. We were both moaning as I sucked the biggest dick I've had. I tried to take it all into my throat, but I gagged. I got most of it, though. I was in Heaven wrapping my lips around his dick. It was much better than blowing Ernie.

After I sucked him for several minutes, Dylan laid me back on his bed, and I instinctively opened my legs. He gazed down at me, drinking in the sight of my naked, willing body. He teased me by rubbing his erection along my slick slit. He then put my legs onto his shoulders and shoved himself into me.

I was so horny and his big cock felt so good that I yelled out, "Oh god, fuck me, Dylan. Your cock feels so good."

I could feel my tits flopping around as Dylan drilled my hot pussy. He was fucking me so good, I was continuously moaning and crying out for more. Having sex with him was just what I needed that night. I couldn't get enough of his hard cock.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. Oh, fuck me, Dylan. You fuck so good. Oh god, give it to me good."

I understood why all the girls wanted to fuck Dylan. He had a nice, big cock, and he knew how to use it. While he was fucking me, I could hear his friends outside his bedroom door listening to us, but I didn't care. Knowing they were there made me moan and beg to get fucked even louder.

"That's it, Dylan, fuck this hot pussy. Your dick feels so good. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee," I cried out as I came to a much-needed orgasm.

Dylan then told me to bend over for him, and he began to fuck me doggie style. I was rocking back against his dick, making sure every millimeter of him was inside me. His dick touched me in places no one else had. He fucked me even harder in this position, so hard that our skin was clapping together so loudly that I was sure his friends could hear it. They knew their friend was giving it to me nice and hard.

"Damn, Simone. You've got one hot pussy. I wish I hadn't waited so long to fuck you."

"I wish I had fucked you sooner, too."

I could hear his friend's muffled giggles and comments while Dylan was fucking me.

"I'd love to get a piece of her myself."

"Yeah, she's fucking gorgeous. I'd like to tap that, too."

I came again just before Dylan unleashed a torrent of his cum into my pussy. He was grunting loudly as he shot wad after wad of his cum into me. He rested for a few moments while still inside of me, lunging forward a couple of times to make sure he released every drop of his cum into me.

When he withdrew, Dylan gave my ass a quick spank and said, "Damn, Simone, that's a mighty nice pussy you got."

"Thank you. I'm glad you like it. That's a mighty fine dick you have there, too."

I got up and put on my bra and panties, which caused Dylan to ask, "You aren't leaving so soon, are you?"

"Naw, I just have to use the bathroom."

"Good, 'cause there's more where that came from."

I grinned and replied, "Good, 'cause I ain't done with you yet."

When I opened the bedroom door, Joey, Hank, Tom, and Aaron were standing there. They didn't know what to do. They were embarrassed to be caught listening to our activities in the bedroom, but stunned to see me in my demi half-cup bra and sheer pink bikini panties.

My breasts were overflowing from my bra, and my sheer panties revealed a strip of my pubic hair and the crack of my ass. I could feel their eyes on my butt as I walked to the bathroom. I made sure to give it an extra wiggle for their benefit. They were gone by the time I got out of the bathroom. I was a little disappointed, but I quickly put them out of my mind when I returned to a naked Dylan in his bedroom.

He had a beer and his bong waiting for me. I got naked and joined him on the bed to continue our party. I sucked his dick back to life and climbed on top to ride him. I just assumed his friends would be listening at the door again, so I made sure to be quite verbal and loud.

"Oh, Dylan, your cock feels so good inside me. I've never had one so big before."

"You've got a knockout body, Simone. Your tits are awesome," he said, so I leaned over to feed him my nipples while I rode him.

He was holding onto my ass, thrusting his hips upward as I bounced on his cock. We had a good rhythm going as I came a third time. I was getting tired, so Dylan had me get on all fours again. That man had some stamina and began to pummel my pussy again. I was so fucking horny that night, enhanced by the drugs and alcohol, that I would have let him fuck me all night long.

After Dylan came, we rested for a while before I left. He had to work in the morning, and I didn't want any hassles from my mom. He told me to stop by again on Saturday night. I told him I'd let him know. His friends gave me some knowing grins when I left. I have to admit that my pussy got a little tingle in it from his friends hearing Dylan and me going at it and seeing me in my bra and panties. It was fun.

I stopped by Dylan's place on a regular basis, mostly on weekends, and it was pretty much the same routine. We'd drink, get high with his friends, and start to make out in front of them. After a while, Dylan began to expose me to his friends while we were making out.

It started one evening as we were kissing and fondling each other on the loveseat. He had my blouse open, and my bra was exposed. Getting a buzz from weed and alcohol only intensifies my horniness, so I didn't object when he pulled one of my breasts out of my bra and began to suck on my nipple. As he was doing that, he was fumbling with the hooks on the back of my bra.

Before I knew it, my blouse and bra were off, and I was topless. I could see the envious eyes of his friends watching as Dylan groped and sucked my nipples. I didn't care if they saw my tits. It turned me on even more knowing they wanted to ravish my body, too. I think Dylan liked the fact that he was showing them that he was the Alpha male and had something they wanted but couldn't have.

As he was sucking my nipples, he pushed up the hem of my skirt to expose my panties, pulled them aside, and began to finger fuck me as well. My damp pussy was now exposed as well. I was squirming and moaning on the loveseat, looking around the room to see his friends all wanting a piece of the action. I probably would have fucked them all if Dylan had asked, but he kept me all to himself.

I enjoyed teasing my customers at the restaurant, but I could always claim that I didn't know how much I was showing and that it was accidental. Having Dylan reveal portions of my body to his friends took my love of exhibitionism to another level. Blatantly displaying my tits and pussy for an appreciative audience drove my sexual excitement to another level. I liked being on display.

Dylan toyed with my body for a while before leading me to his bedroom. His friends gave us knowing grins, and I knew they all wanted me. There is no greater turn-on for a woman than to be sexually desirable. We all knew Dylan and I were going to have sex, and probably, multiple times.

While I was on my knees sucking Dylan's cock, I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I stopped blowing him, looked towards the door, and saw it open a crack.

I told Dylan, "I think your friends are watching us."

"Let them look. Let's give them a good show."

I was drunk, high, horny, and game for anything. The thought of having sex with others watching was the ultimate in exhibitionism. After being with Dylan for several weeks, with our main activity being having sex, I was able to deep throat his cock, so I made sure his friends got a good look at my cocksucking abilities. Dylan kept commenting on his feelings, almost like he was giving a blow-by-blow description.

"Yeah, baby, take all of my dick," or, "That's it, use your tongue just like that," or, "You sure know how to suck a dick, baby. Suck it good."

He was playing with my tits the entire time I was blowing him. I could hear the murmur of his friends talking outside the door. At first, I was nervous about having someone watching us, but as I continued to blow Dylan, the more turned-on I became.

When Dylan was ready to fuck me, he had me get on all fours and stick my ass in the air, giving his friends a good look at me from behind. He knelt to my side and spread my ass cheeks to give them an even clearer view of me. I felt so dirty and naughty, but my pussy was on fire. I never expected that exposing my naked body like that would turn me on so much.

Dylan turned me to the side so his friends had a better view of him fucking me and slid his big cock into my pussy as I moaned in pleasure. I knew they could see my tits flopping around as I got fucked hard. Dylan was tugging on my hair and spanking me. We were putting on a live sex show for his friends who thought they were being discreet, and I loved every second of it.

I decided to take things up a notch and let the guys know how much I liked to fuck, so I cried out, "Fuck me, Dylan. Your cock feels sooo good. I love fucking you."

"And I love fucking your tight, hot pussy, Simone."

"Oh god, oh god, fuck me. I'm going to cum. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck meeeee."

After I came, Dylan said he wanted to cum on my face. I always want to please my lover, and that night was no exception. He had me kneel on the floor before him. I jerked and sucked his cock until he was ready to cum.

He then announced, "Ohhh, here it cums, baby."

He held the back of my head still as I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. The first wad splashed along the center of my face from my forehead down to my chin. I was able to get some of it on my tongue as he kept shooting his cum onto my face. He then stuffed his dick into my mouth so I could suck him dry.

When Dylan was done cumming, I asked, "Do you have a towel so I can wipe this off my face?"

He replied, "Just use the sink in the bathroom to wash up."

I knew exactly what he wanted, and when I reached for my bra and panties, he said, "You don't need those," and gave me a big grin.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Positive. I dare you."

I wasn't going to back out now, so I confidently walked to the bedroom door, pushed it open, and proceeded to walk to the bathroom, fully nude with cum all over my face. I had to walk past Tom, Hank, Joey, and Aaron, who openly gawked at me as I walked past them on the way to the bathroom.

I heard one of them say, "Holy shit, she has cum on her face."

"Forget that, check out those tits and ass," which caused me to smile broadly.

I proudly put myself on display for the guys who just witnessed me having sex with their friend. On my way back to the bedroom, I stopped in the kitchen to grab a couple of beers and picked up a joint from the coffee table in front of Dylan's friends. They were speechless as they stared at every inch of my naked body. I was getting turned on, letting them look at me, so I made up some idle chatter to let them check me out even longer. I could tell by the look in their eyes that they wanted to fuck me too. It made me feel even sexier and more desirable.

I didn't want to be gone too long, so I told them, "Well, I'd better get back to Dylan. He's waiting for me."

"I bet he is," Hank replied with a snicker.

When I returned to the bedroom, Dylan asked, "What took you so long?"

"Oh, I was just chatting with the guys."

I made sure to leave the door open more than a crack because I knew they'd be back to watch us again. I kept a watchful eye on the door while Dylan was eating my pussy, and I made sure to be a little more animated in my moans for the benefit of our audience. I got a kick out of watching them jostle for position to get a better look. The funny part was that they thought they were being discreet. Little did they know, but I wanted them to watch me having sex with their friend. I had a nice, intense orgasm knowing we had several voyeurs.

When Dylan started to fuck me, I kept looking over his shoulder as he pounded my pussy, knowing full well his friends could see his dick plunging in and out of me. I felt exposed, vulnerable, sexy, and dirty. Good girls didn't do things like that, but that's what I liked about Dylan. He was a bad boy who brought out the bad girl in me. I liked guys looking down my blouse or up my skirt at work, but Dylan took the exhibitionist part of me and magnified it a thousand times. Having sex was supposed to be done in private, and we were breaking those social norms. It was another way I could be a rebel.

While he was on top of me, I whispered in Dylan's ear, "I'll fuck your friends if you want me to," but he replied, "No, baby, you're all mine. They can get their own girls."

I thought, for sure, that's what Dylan wanted, and I was a little disappointed when he refused my offer. They all wanted me, and I would have fucked them all if Dylan approved. It became a secret fantasy of mine, but I wasn't going to do anything that would piss him off.

Things got turned up a notch the next weekend when I went to Dylan's. We were partying with his friends, as usual, getting drunk and high. Things began like they always did, with Dylan and me making out and groping each other on the loveseat.

When he began to run his hand up my leg, I told him, "Don't, I've got my period."

"Well, I guess you're just going to have to blow me then."

"Alright, let's go into the bedroom."

"Naw, baby, how about right here? The guys have already seen you naked and fucking me, so come on, suck my dick right here. You don't mind, do you guys?"

Almost in unison, they said, "It won't bother me," "No problem, man," and "I'm good."

I don't think anyone thought I'd go through with it, but I got down on my knees and started undoing Dylan's belt. I pulled his pants off to prove them wrong.

Dylan's dick was half-hard, and just before I started my blow job, he said, "Take off your top and bra. I want to play with your titties while you suck my dick."

Without hesitating, I removed my top and undid my bra, exposing my tits. It didn't bother me in the least. After all, Dylan's friends had already seen me naked and having sex. I wanted to expose my breasts to them. They were practically drooling at the prospect of getting an up-close view of me giving Dylan a blow job. They even stopped playing their stupid video game.

Dylan started playing with my tits, and I could tell his friends were hoping to get a feel of them too, but that wasn't in the cards. Dylan got off on keeping me to himself and having something his friends desired but couldn't have. He liked being in control and liked controlling me, but I enjoyed it.

I wanted to give a good performance for our voyeurs, so I took my time licking his balls and shaft while I knelt between his legs. I worshipped that big dick. There was something about being high and drunk that made it more pleasurable for me, too. I got more turned on by seeing his friends squirming in their seats and adjusting their hardening cocks in their pants.

I gave his dick butterfly flicks all over before I swallowed it deep in my throat. I could hear words of encouragement as I gave Dylan a blow job in front of an appreciative audience.

"Wow, she really knows how to suck a dick," I heard someone say.

"Hey, Dylan, does it feel as good as it looks?"

"Even better, bro."

"How about letting her suck our dicks when you're done?"

"No way, man. She's all mine."

I was kind of let down to hear Dylan say that because I was so horny, I would have blown them all if he told me to. I wondered what it would be like to suck them all off. I teased them every time I was at Dylan's place, and I wanted that feeling of having multiple cocks to satisfy.

Dylan kept bragging about my cocksucking abilities while I was blowing him. I think he wanted to torture his friends by being graphic about how he was getting a fantastic blow job, and they weren't. I'm pretty darn good at sucking cock, too, if I do say so myself.

"That's it, babe, suck it just like that."

"Oh, you're the best cocksucker in town, Simone. Nobody sucks a cock like you, babe."

I must have sucked his dick for fifteen minutes or so before he came in my mouth. I swallowed every last drop and squeezed a few more out that I licked off the tip. When I was done, I lifted my head and saw four horny guys wishing I'd blow them too, but that wasn't going to happen.

I was going to put my bra and top back on, but Dylan told me to leave them off, so I partied topless for the rest of the night. It turned Dylan on to have all of his friends gawking at me, and I ended up sucking his dick once more before I went home. I Jilled off at home fantasizing about what might have been if I were able to service all those hard cocks. I knew Tom, Joey, Hank, and Aaron were probably jerking off thinking about me, which got me even more worked up.

The next time I went to Dylan's, I think everyone was anxiously waiting to see what would happen. I kept wondering if Dylan would have me blow or fuck his friends. When I wasn't drinking or high, I wasn't sure if that was what I wanted, but when I had a buzz going, my pussy was aching to service them all.

I went to his place after work on a Saturday night. As we were drinking and passing the bong around, there was a definite sexual tension in the air. I was very casual about the way I sat, making sure everyone could see my panties. I had a few buttons undone on my blouse, so my bra and cleavage were exposed. I knew the guys were undressing me with their eyes, and I was sure they'd see me naked by the end of the night.

When Dylan and I began to make out, I didn't object when he took off my blouse and skirt in front of his friends. I wanted them to see my body as much as they wanted to see it, too. I hadn't gotten laid since before I blew Dylan, so I was super horny.

After Dylan peeled off my bra, he immediately began to suck on my nipples. I held his head close to my chest and began to moan.

"I'm so fucking horny tonight, Dylan. I need you real bad."

"Don't worry, Simone, I'm going to give it to you good and hard tonight."

"I can't wait. I've been thinking about your big dick all week."

Dylan tugged at the waistband of my panties, and I lifted my ass so he could get them over my hips. As he slipped them off, I kept my legs parted so his friends could see my damp pussy. Dylan and I began to make out again, and he began to finger fuck me while sucking on my tits. He had me writhing in pleasure, a pleasure that was only intensified by doing it while his friends watched intently.

Dylan played with my body for several minutes, then had me stand up in front of his friends. He got behind me and began to squeeze my tits and run his fingers between my legs. I was brazenly put on display. He loved, and so did I.

"Look at these tits, boys. Aren't they fabulous?" he asked.

"They're beauties," Aaron said.

The others agreed as well.

He then turned me around and smacked my ass while commenting, "Look at this ass. I don't know if I like her ass or tits better."

"I like 'em both," Hank commented.

"Yeah, Simone's got it all going on," Joey said.

Dylan directed me to, "Bend over for the boys."

I did as I was instructed and bent over, giving them a view of my ass and pussy. I wiggled my ass to tease them further. Dylan spanked me a couple of times and then spread my ass cheeks apart.

He then got naked and made me get on my knees and suck his dick. He held my head as he throat fucked me. It seemed more like an act of dominance and my submission than a purely sexual act. Once again, he was in control and the envy of his friends.

Dylan then pulled me up by my hair and made me bend over on the sofa with my ass high in the air. He then presented his dick at the entrance of my pussy as I waited to be penetrated.

He rubbed his dick along my pussy, tugged at my hair, and asked, "What do you want me to do, Simone?"

"I wanted you to fuck me, Dylan."

"How bad do you want it?"

"I want you to fuck me real bad. I'm so fucking horny. I need to feel you inside me."

He turned my head to face his friends and said, "Beg for it. I want to hear you beg for it."

"Please fuck me, Dylan. Please, I need it sooo bad. I have to get fucked right now. Please, please fuck me."

Dylan then shoved his big fat dick deep into my pussy in one quick thrust and started pounding my pussy.

"Oh, god, that feels so good, Dylan. Oh yes, fuck me. Fuck me, hard," I shouted out while grunting and moaning.

My tits were flopping around wildly as Dylan fucked me. He would hold onto my tits for a while before switching to grasp my ass. He was spanking me while fucking me, too. I felt so slutty to be begging to be fucked while others were watching. I felt like a porn star, and I guess I was for Tom, Joey, Hank, and Aaron. They kept moving around to get a view of Dylan pounding my pussy. I was hoping Dylan would let them fuck me. I wanted all of them.

I felt so dirty and nasty having sex for an audience, but that's what made it so much better. I was rebelling against every social norm I was taught growing up. Being naked and performing sexual acts was such a massive turn-on for me that I came harder than I ever had before. I quickly had a second orgasm before Dylan filled my pussy with his jizz.

He slapped my ass after he withdrew, then wiped his cum-covered dick all over my face and made me lick him clean. It was another act of control and dominance by him, not that I minded at all. He was showing off to his friends how slutty he made me, and I loved it.

When I got back from the bathroom after cleaning up, I made no effort to put my clothes back on. I let Dylan and his friends feast on the sight of my naked body. I took pleasure in taunting them, too. If I got some beers for everyone, I made sure to bend over in front of them, getting an occasional slap on the ass. Dylan would give them a dirty look if one of his friends tried to touch me. I was his possession and not theirs. That didn't stop them from sneaking a quick feel of my ass or tits when Dylan wasn't looking. If I went into the kitchen, someone usually helped me get more beers or snacks and give me a quick fondle. I wished Dylan would let them do more.

I fucked Dylan two more times that night, and I was still so horny, I even Jilled off when I got home. It became a regular routine for me to fuck and suck Dylan in front of his friends. I looked forward to performing for them as much as they looked forward to it themselves. I always stayed naked for the entire evening so Dylan and his friends could check me out and sneak gropes whenever they could.

None of his friends ever tried to fuck me on the side. I think they were afraid of Dylan, as he could have a bad temper. He was also strong and very fit from working construction, so that added to their caution of trying not to piss him off.

Dylan suspected his friends might be touching me whenever they could, and he'd get pissed whether it was true or not. He started getting more possessive of me. I tolerated it for a while because I was having a fun sexual adventure with him and his buddies as witnesses.

One night, I was hanging out totally nude with Dylan and his friends, and as things began to heat up, Aaron suggested, "Why don't you fuck her up the ass?"

I wasn't keen on that idea, but the guys kept giving me shots of Tequila and passing joints around while telling me what a nice ass I had. I don't know if it was peer pressure or wanting to please an appreciative group of men, but I finally agreed to let Dylan sodomize me. I started by sucking his dick for a few minutes and then bending over so he could fuck me from behind.

After he fucked me for several minutes, Dylan asked, "Are you ready for it?"

"I guess I am."

Dylan withdrew from my pussy, and I felt his dick pressing against my anus. Even though I was drunk and high, I was still nervous about having a dick up my ass.

"Aren't you going to, you know, use some kind of lube?" I asked.

"Oh yeah," Dylan replied and spit on my asshole and stuck the head of his dick against it again.

I must have been clenched up a little because he was struggling to penetrate me. He then thrust himself forward, and I felt the head of his fat dick enter me. Holy fuck, I never felt pain like that before.

"Ow, Ow, oh fuck, it hurts real bad."

"It'll get better once you get used to it."

The more Dylan thrust into me, the more I regretted letting him fuck my ass, but there was no stopping him now. I tolerated the pain to satisfy my man. Seeing and hearing how much his friends were enjoying it made the experience bearable.

I could hear his friends saying, "Fuck yeah, tear that ass up," and "Butt fuck that bitch."

I don't know if the pain went away or if my ass just went numb, but after a while, I started getting into it. It was the ultimate submission to Dylan's dominant personality. He was thrilled that his friends were cheering him on as he fucked my ass hard, and I was giving his friends a sexual performance they'd never forget.

Dylan told me, "You're a dirty-ass little woman, aren't you?"

"Oh, yes. I'm so dirty. I'm your naughty little bitch. Do you like fucking my ass?"

"Hell yeah, your ass was made to be fucked, honey."

"I bet your friends want some of this, too."

"Too bad for them. I own this ass. Your ass is mine."

"It's all yours, Dylan. Fuck my ass."

Dylan then filled my ass with his jizz. I could hear him grunt as I felt his cock pulsate in my ass. When he pulled out, he slapped me on the ass. I stayed on all fours for a little while as Dylan high-fived his friends. He was proud of the attention he was getting after his sexual conquest. My ass was raw from the pounding I just received from his big, fat cock. He and his friends were joking that I wouldn't be able to sit down for a week.

When I got back from the bathroom after cleaning up, Dylan treated me to a good pussy licking. My legs were splayed open for his friends to get a good look at my pussy as Dylan fingered me and licked my clit. I was looking at all of their faces staring between my legs. I know they wanted to touch, lick, and fuck me. I would have let them, too, if only Dylan had approved. He was in control of the situation and kept me all to himself.

Even though I was thoroughly enjoying being sexually adventurous with Dylan, I still wanted more from him. I wanted to go on dates and be treated like a girlfriend should be. Dylan began to exhibit more jealousy and control. He thought I was fucking other guys and wanted to know where I was when we weren't together. The truth was that I did fuck a few other guys on the days when he was working and I wasn't, and I sucked my boss's dick a couple of times, but I also knew Dylan was fucking other girls.

Sometimes Dylan would come into the restaurant while I was working, and we'd fight after my shift because he saw me flirting with other guys. I told him that flirting increased my tips, and I had bills to pay.

Things came to a head one evening when I was partying with him and his friends. Dylan had just fucked me in front of them again, and I remained naked, as usual.

While we were drinking and passing the bong around, I asked his friends, "So, do you guys go home and jerk off thinking about me?"

They all looked quite embarrassed and avoided the question. I knew the answer, but I still wanted to hear at least one of them admit it.

I wouldn't let them dodge the question, so I asked again, "Come on, there's nothing wrong with masturbating. Will you guys jerk off when you get home tonight?"

Aaron was the first to speak up and said, "Fuck yeah. I mean, you're a wild, sexy woman. Yeah, I jerk off thinking about you."

The others were making fun of Aaron, and he outed the others by saying, "Fuck you guys. I know the rest of you jerk off too."

Tom, Joey, and Hank then admitted to masturbating, thinking about me.

I then said, "Pull your cocks out and jerk off for me now. You've seen me naked, sucking, and fucking Dylan. Shit, you even watched him fuck my ass. Now, it's your turn."

"I will if you will, Simone," Aaron replied.

Everyone looked over at Dylan, who grinned and nodded his approval.

Tom and Joey were quick to say, "I'm in," and "Me too."

Hank didn't want to be left out and joined in to say, "Count me in."

All eyes were on me as I walked over to the coffee table, bent over in front of everyone, and cleared off all the beer cans and bong. I pushed it away from the sofa so I had more room and then sat down and spread my legs, brazenly displaying my pussy. I started to twiddle my clit and tweak my nipples.

"I thought you guys were going to join me," I stated.

Within seconds, Tom, Hank, Aaron, and Joey were scrambling to remove their pants and underwear. I was treated to the sight of four cocks in various stages of excitement. All of them were quickly fully erect.

Tom had the biggest cock, but Hank's was thicker. Aaron's was average in every way, while Joey's was a little smaller than Aaron's. It was so erotic to have four young men masturbating while lusting for my naked body. I knew they all wanted to fuck me. I felt so slutty, nonetheless.

I laid back on the coffee table to get more comfortable as I gazed at the four of them feverishly working over their hard cocks with their hands. It felt so salacious to have guys jerking off and desiring to do so much more to me.

As I was playing with my pussy, I uncontrollably said, "I want you all to touch me."

The guys looked over at Dylan for his reaction, and he said, "Go ahead, but don't touch her pussy."

I don't know why he put limits on them, but I didn't care. I quickly felt four hands on me, and sometimes more, as Aaron, Tom, Joey, and Hank began to fondle my tits, legs, torso, and ass while they played with themselves. I can't describe the feeling of having all those hands roaming over my body while I was masturbating.

All that stimulation brought me to my first orgasm. It was extremely intense, and it set off a chain reaction. Joey was the first to cum, and he shot his jizz all over my stomach and tits. Not to be outdone, Hank then shot his jizz onto my tits and face. I caught some of his on my tongue. Aaron and Tom came almost in unison, with each of them aiming for my open mouth and tongue. I savored the taste of their cum like it was a fine wine. I then came to my second orgasm. When we were done, I was covered in the cum of the four men from the waist up.

I rubbed their cum all over my body and gathered some off my face with my finger and licked it off like I was sucking a dick. The guys loved that, and so did I.

Hank went to the bathroom and came back with several towels so we could all clean ourselves off. What we thought was a fun, sexually exciting night turned sour when we all realized that Dylan seemed pissed off. His friends noticed his attitude, got dressed, and left.

Instead of fucking me again, Dylan and I got into a huge fight. He was calling me a slut and whore. I was pissed off because he was the one that fucked me in front of his friends, had me walk around naked for them all the time, and approved of them jerking off.

Apparently, he didn't like it when they came on me. He also didn't like the fact that I liked it so much and swallowed some of their cum. I thought that was ridiculous. He then started accusing me of fucking his friends on the side. That was the last straw for me. I got dressed and told him I was never coming back.

I really was sick of his shit; all of his jealousies that were getting worse, and his temper. After we broke up, some of his friends called me to hook up with them, but I brushed them off. I was done with Dylan and his friends. I needed something different in my life. It was fun while it lasted, but it was getting old.

I started sleeping around with whoever met my fancy on a given day. Even though I may have been fucking someone else, I couldn't control my fantasy of wanting to fuck Dylan and his friends, but I knew Dylan would never let that happen. I would often think about it while I was with someone else or alone in my room, masturbating.

I had no intentions of settling down with anyone. I enjoyed fucking random men, and the ones who were good in bed were always up for a booty call. I kind of enjoyed calling or texting someone when they weren't expecting it and telling them I wanted to have sex.

It became common for me to text a guy and say, "I'm horny, how about you?"

The only time I got turned down was when a guy was on a date. One guy sent me a text when his date didn't want to fuck him, so I rushed over to get laid.

I'd often get a surprise text from a guy that said, "Whatcha doing?"

I knew exactly what that meant, and if I wasn't doing anything, we'd hook up for an evening, no strings attached. One day, I fucked three different guys. I fucked a guy the night before and again before I left in the morning. I met another one in the afternoon for a quickie and had a date that night with a different guy. I was young and having fun. I was still living at home with my mom, and she didn't like me dating all these guys, but I was eighteen, almost nineteen, so there wasn't much she could do other than give me shit when I got home.

Chapter 2

One evening, my friend Suzy and I were ending our shift, and we were talking to one of our regular customers, Luke. Luke was about ten years older than me, and was a big, burly guy, well over six feet tall and weighing around 250 pounds of mostly muscle, who had an awesome motorcycle. He had a neatly trimmed beard and looked like a biker when he wore his leather jacket, but he wasn't in a gang or anything like that. He seemed to like Suzy, but she didn't care much for him. He was a nice guy, not bad-looking, and all, but he just wasn't her type.

That evening, Luke asked Suzy, "How about letting me take you for a ride on my motorcycle?"

When Luke couldn't convince Suzy to go, I said, "I'll go."

I looked at Suzy to make sure she didn't mind, and she said, "Go ahead, be my guest," so I left with Luke.

I'd never been on a motorcycle before and was excited about my first ride. I got on the back, put my arms around Luke, and he took off. As we were riding around town, the back of my skirt began to flap in the wind. I was wearing a thong, so I was flashing my ass to everyone. I thought about adjusting my skirt, but I liked everyone seeing my butt. Between the thrill of exposing myself and being on a motorcycle for the first time, I was getting pretty turned on. I was young and horny, so it didn't take much to get my juices flowing.

Luke took me around town and on some back roads where he cranked up the speed. I was hootin' and hollering as my hair was flying around. After he dropped me off at my house, Luke asked me out on a date, an actual date. It was a far cry from going to Dylan's to get high and drunk, before fucking in front of his friends or being someone's booty call.

When Luke picked me up a few days later, I did my best to look good for him by wearing a new low-cut cami top and a jean mini skirt. When he saw me, he told me how beautiful I was and gave me some flowers. I was impressed, and we hadn't even left the house.

He took me to a nice restaurant, nothing fancy, but it wasn't a cheap place either. We chatted over dinner, dessert, and drinks. Luke made me laugh with his dry sense of humor. He was a kind man, despite his rugged look, and I was genuinely attracted to him physically and emotionally. Luke took me on another bike ride before he asked if I wanted to see his apartment. I knew what that meant and readily agreed.

He told me, "I don't want to have too much to drink and ride my bike. We can go back to my place for a couple of drinks, and I have some great weed, too."

"Sounds like fun to me, let's go."

Luke had a great job working in the central offices of a large bank, and he had a nice two-bedroom apartment, which was probably twice the size of Dylan's. It was more modern, too, and in a better neighborhood.

He got us a couple of beers from the fridge and lit up a joint. It was some good shit, and it went right to my head. Luke then asked if I wanted a quick tour of his place. His apartment had a nice balcony off the living room, a full kitchen with updated appliances, and a small dining area.

When he showed me his large bedroom, I stripped off my clothes and jumped onto his king-sized bed, much to Luke's surprise. He looked stunned for a moment, but quickly got a smile on his face, took off his clothes, and joined me. Our first kiss was with both of us naked on his bed.

That first kiss with Luke was different from those with my other sexual partners. It was more than a prelude to sex; there was a spark, a connection between us that I hadn't felt before. He also made sure to satisfy me first. He took his time to kiss and lick his way down my body while telling me how gorgeous I was.

"Damn, Simone, your body is stunning. It's even more beautiful than I imagined."

"So, you imagined me being naked?" I playfully asked.

"Absolutely. You're so beautiful, I never thought you'd go out with me."

"Well, I'm glad I did. You're pretty hot yourself."

After playing with my body, Luke began to focus on my pussy. He teased me with his tongue for a little while before plunging it deep into me. I moaned softly as he tongue fucked and got progressively louder when he focused on my clit. He brought me to consecutive orgasms.

When I caught my breath, I was eager to return the favor and show off my cock sucking abilities. I took pride in my blow jobs, and I could tell Luke loved my expertise, too.

"Oh shit, Simone, you really read the book. Damn, that feels good."

I stopped sucking him long enough to reply, "I didn't read the book, I wrote it."

Luke snickered and replied, "You sure did, baby."

I was worshipping his cock and wanted to please him. He had to stop me from blowing him, so he didn't cum too soon. When he lifted my head off his cock, I instinctively laid back and spread my legs, offering him my juicy pussy.

Luke spread my legs wider as he placed his dick at the entrance of my pussy, took a long look at me, and said, "Damn Simone, you're gorgeous."

"Fuck me, Luke. I want to feel you inside me."

He smiled and ever so slowly slid his dick deep into me. Luke didn't fuck me that first time; he made love to me. He took his time, savoring the feeling of my tight pussy engulfing his cock. He stared deeply into my eyes, and we kissed one another. He would feel my tits and suck on my nipples at times as he made tender love to me.

Luke's breathing became heavier as the pace of his thrusts became faster, and I knew he was close to orgasm.

I told him, "I want to feel you cum inside me. Cum for me, Luke. Cum for me."

I wrapped my legs around his lower back and held him close. I could feel his dick pulsate just before he released his warm cum deep into my pussy. I kept holding him tightly while we kissed. Luke fucked me differently than any other man I had been with. It's hard to explain, but I had feelings for him that I didn't experience with my previous partners.

Luke and I continued drinking, smoking, and making love into the early morning hours. I fell asleep in his bed, which was another first for me. I usually went home after a night of partying and sex. When I woke up the next morning, I gathered my clothes and started to get dressed.

When Luke saw me, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Home, I guess."

"You can stay if you want. I'll make us breakfast."

"Uh, okay."

"But only if you stay naked."

I smiled and replied, "It's a deal."

No guy had ever made me breakfast or any other meal before. Luke ended up bending me over the kitchen table after we ate and fucking me hard while playing with my ass and tits. He took me home after a shower, but we made plans to get together later that night after I got off work.

From that day on, Luke and I were inseparable. We got together whenever we could, and it wasn't just for sex. We enjoyed being around one another, and he took me on real dates. Before long, I was almost living in his apartment. It had only been a few weeks, but I thought I was falling in love. I stopped whoring around and became exclusive with Luke, which was monumental for me.

Luke quickly discovered my wild side and even encouraged me to explore it. He knew I liked to show off from seeing me in the restaurant, and told me it turned him on when other guys checked me out.

He encouraged me to forego wearing a bra most of the time. One night, we were walking to his car after dinner, and we got caught in a downpour. My yellow tank top was quickly soaked and clung to my chest to the point that I could have entered a wet t-shirt contest. My pink thong was visible through the front of my white shorts, which meant my bare ass was also on display.

Luke then suggested, "Let's stop in this bar to get out of the rain."

I grinned because I knew exactly what he was up to, so I replied, "That sounds good."

It was a sports bar patronized mostly by men. Heads turned when we walked in the door. Not only were my breasts on display for everyone to see, but as soon as I felt the cool air conditioning against my wet body, my nipples became rock hard. I proudly walked to the bar with Luke as my breasts bounced freely along the way. I made sure to shake my ass a little more for those checking me out from behind. I acted like everything was normal, but my pussy was dripping, and it wasn't from the rain.

We only stayed for one drink, and on the way back to the car, I told Luke, "My pussy is on fire."

"Well, I have just the cure for that, honey."

He was parked on the second floor of a parking ramp and ended up bending me over the hood of his car after I sucked his dick. I don't think anyone saw us, but it was a thrill to risk being seen.

When we got home, I confessed to liking being watched having sex and alluded to the fact that Dylan's friends may have seen us going at it a couple of times. I didn't get into the details of doing it in front of them multiple times over several months. Not only did Luke like my confession, but he got excited by it and had me tell him more stories of having sex with past lovers.

It became common for me to expose my body while out with Luke or at home. If we got high and hungry afterward, I'd answer the door naked for a pizza or other food delivery guy. One time, we were pretty high and had been drinking, so Luke had me suck his dick when the pizza guy knocked on the door.

Luke called out, "Come on in."

When the guy opened the door, he was so stunned that he just stood there and stared at me blowing Luke. Luke had left the money on a table near the door, and the delivery guy took his sweet time picking it up. It was obvious that we intended for him to see me on my knees with a dick stuffed in my mouth, and he watched for a little while. I was getting so fucking horny by having someone watch me giving a blow job that the pizza got cold when, as soon as the door was closed, I had Luke eat my pussy and fuck me.

While we were fucking, we kept talking about how hot it was to give a strange guy a thrill like that. It seemed to turn Luke on almost as much as me.

When Luke commented, "I bet the guy hung around for a little while hoping you'd blow him, too."

I replied, "I would have sucked his dick if you wanted me to."

I thought I made a mistake by making that confession in the heat of the moment, but Luke replied, "Oh, that would have been hot."

We didn't talk about it any further. I was afraid to bring it up because I didn't want to lose Luke. I knew he wasn't the jealous type, but I was falling for him. We were sexually compatible, we were getting along fabulously, and we wanted to spend every waking moment together. I didn't want to do anything that would jeopardize what we had going for us.

Luke surprised me one night when, after a casual dinner, we were walking down the street back to his motorcycle, and we passed by an adult video store.

He asked, "Do you want to go inside and check it out?"

I had never been inside one and replied, "Sure, why not?"

I was wearing a short skirt, sandals, and a white tank crop top with no bra underneath. I knew my areolas were slightly visible through the material, but it wasn't too obvious. When I walked inside, I saw several men milling around the videos and magazines. Their eyes turned toward me, and a few followed me around the store. I figured Luke just wanted to show me off, so I made sure to bend at the waist to look at some toys on a bottom shelf, which afforded my admirers a quick view of my buttocks. I was getting turned on, and my nipples got hard and protruded through my top.

Luke told me, "I think the guys like what they see."

"I think so, too."

We walked around the store for a little while checking out the videos, and I saw a curtain with a sign above it that said, "Video Booths."

I asked Luke, "What's back there?"

"It's small rooms where you can put in some tokens and watch a porn movie. Do you want to check it out?"

"Absofuckinglutely," I replied with a devilish grin.

Luke went to the counter to get a handful of tokens and escorted me past the curtain to the booths. Several men followed us back there. It was dark and seedy, with men milling around. They were all staring at me, and I grabbed onto Luke's arm to feel safer. He then guided me into a booth and closed the door.

I watched as he put some tokens into a slot, and a movie popped up on a small screen. A woman was being gang-banged. I had seen some porn on the internet, but I didn't see a lot of it. As Luke changed channels, a different movie would appear on the screen. I stared at the screen in awe.

"Do you see anything you like?"

"Go back to the gang bang."

We began to make out as we watched the woman take on five cocks on the screen. Luke had my top and panties off in no time and was fingering me. I didn't notice at first, but then I saw an eyeball looking at us through a hole in the wall.

"Someone is watching us, Luke."

"Yeah, I know. It's called a glory hole. Let's give him a show."

He knew I was game for that, as Luke had me sit down while he stuffed his cock in my mouth. As I was blowing him, I kept looking over at the hole in the wall. I got so fucking turned on knowing someone was watching me suck Luke's cock as he fondled my tits.

Luke then had me sit on his lap so I could fuck him in the reverse cowgirl position. This afforded our voyeur a perfect view of his cock thrusting in and out of my pussy. I audibly gasped when I saw a hard cock appear through the hole. Luke stood me up and bent me over, facing the glory hole. The strange cock was inches from my face.

Luke was fucking me hard as I moaned in pleasure. I was tempted to touch and even suck the cock in front of me, but I didn't want to piss off my boyfriend.

I then heard him say, "Go ahead, suck it if you want."

I looked back at him in disbelief at what I heard, but he repeated himself and said, "Go ahead. I want to see you suck it."

I didn't need any more encouragement, and I took the cock in my hand and began to stroke it. I looked back at Luke one more time. He had the biggest grin on my face and nodded in approval, so I stuffed the hard cock into my mouth and began to suck it. I heard muffled moans through the wall. For all the slutty things I had done, I never had more than one cock at once, and it was extraordinary.

Luke was fucking me harder and telling me what a naughty girl I was while spanking me. Having me suck another man's cock was turning him on as well as me. The guy I was blowing didn't last too much longer. He knocked on the wall, which I later discovered was a signal that he was about to cum. He must not have cum in a while because he blasted my mouth with more cum than I was expecting to the point where even I couldn't keep up. Some of his jizz dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin onto the sticky floor. I managed to swallow most of it, though.

I was rubbing my clit and came to a pretty intense orgasm before Luke released his seed into my pussy. I felt like such a slut, but loved it. I heard the door in the other booth open and close as I was catching my breath. Another hard cock appeared through the hole.

I looked over at Luke, and he said, "Go ahead."

I got on my knees and began to suck a second cock that night. This one was bigger and fatter than the last, but I was an experienced cocksucker who was able to take it all into my mouth. I was giving him a great blow job, if I do say so myself, and was disappointed when he didn't last that long. He, too, shot a huge load of cum into my mouth, and I purposely let some drip down my chin onto my tits so Luke could see it.

By this time, I had cum dripping out of my pussy, down my thighs, and cum around my mouth, chin, and tits. I must have looked like a slut, too.

I asked Luke if he had something to wipe the cum off of me, but he said, "You look so sexy, leave it on for now. Let's get out of here."

I picked up my panties and top, but Luke told me, "Leave your panties and give them to someone on the way out so he can jerk off in them. Leave your top off until we get to the door."

I was so hot and horny, I was game for anything. When we left the booth, there was another hard cock sticking through the hole, who was going to be very disappointed that I left. To be honest, I would have sucked a few more guys, but I didn't want to push the envelope that far. When we opened the door to our booth, there were several men lined up outside, equally disappointed that I was leaving. However, they were treated to the sight of my naked tits with cum all over them and on my chin. Luke lifted my skirt to show them the cum dripping from my pussy, and even had me bend over for them.

I walked out into the video store with my tits exposed, shocking anyone who was browsing the store and the clerk. I proudly let everyone get a good look at my cum covered tits and face before putting my top back on and leaving the store. Luke and I burst out laughing when we got outside.

"That was a fabulous performance, Simone. I love you, babe."

"That was so exciting. Oh fuck, did you see the looks on their faces when we left?"

I ignored the "I love you" comment, figuring he didn't really mean he was in love with me. I kind of hoped he meant it, though. Luke and I fucked two more times when we got back to his place, fondly recalling our experience of that night.

That experience led me to become more open about my sexual history with Luke and get into more detail about what Dylan had me do with his friends. Even though Luke was ten years older than me, it was clear that I had many more sexual partners than he did, but it didn't bother him. It even turned him on further, which was a great relief to me.

I was afraid of losing Luke because of my slutty past, but it seemed to bring us closer together. It even led to some discussions about him wanting to see me with another man or men. He said he wouldn't mind if I fucked other men as long as I told him all the gory details afterward. I didn't do any of that because I was afraid he might change his mind later and dump me. I liked, even loved Luke, and, in my heart, wanted to be faithful to him.

One night, Luke and I got dressed up in some of our best clothes, and he took me to a fancy restaurant for dinner. He bought me a slinky little black dress just for the occasion. I had on a pair of black four-inch heels and black stockings and felt super sexy. No one had ever taken me out for a nice dinner like this before.

As we were talking over dinner, Luke informed me that he was offered a promotion at the bank; however, he'd have to move a couple of hundred miles away. It was an opportunity he couldn't pass up.

What I thought was going to be a wonderful evening suddenly turned heartbreaking. My first thought was that he was breaking up with me. My eyes welled up, and a single tear rolled down my cheek.

"What's wrong? I thought you'd be happy for me."

"I am happy for you, but you're leaving me," I replied as more tears fell from my eyes.

Luke smiled and said, "Not necessarily. I want you to come with me."

I was sniffling like a toddler and asked, "What?"

"I'm not leaving you," he replied, and then he searched around in his pocket and pulled out a little box, opened it, and said, "I want you to marry me. What do ya say?"

I was completely stunned. We had only been dating for a little over a month. He was the best guy I had ever met, but I never thought in a million years that he would ever want to marry me. I was now balling like a baby.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll marry you."

My emotions were all over the place that night. I first thought we were having a wonderful dinner, feeling sexy, then thinking he was breaking up with me and leaving town. Now, we're going to get married. I hadn't even turned nineteen yet. I was ecstatic when Luke slipped a beautiful full-carat diamond ring on my finger. I was on cloud nine.

I barely remember the rest of the dinner. I just kept looking down at the ring on my finger to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Needless to say, I fucked his brains out that night and for a few more after that.

My mother wasn't happy about me getting married so young, but she had to admit that Luke was a good guy with a good job. I felt like I struck gold and didn't really care what she thought. I was old enough that I didn't need her permission, and I was getting married.

We decided to get married before we moved out of town, so we had a Justice of the Peace marry us at City Hall. We had a small reception in a banquet room at the restaurant where I work because we got a great deal. It was pretty weird standing there with my new husband while the man who I regularly gave blow jobs to, Ernie, was milling around, making sure things were going smoothly with the food and drinks. Sometimes, he would look at me and give me a knowing grin.

It got even weirder when Tom, Aaron, and Hank stopped in to congratulate us. They were in the restaurant and saw us in the back, so they decided to stop by. They had the evilest grins on their faces when they shook Luke's hand. I could tell they were undressing me with their eyes and recalling how they watched Dylan fuck my mouth, pussy, and ass. I'm sure they were thinking about the time I masturbated for them while they jerked off and shot their loads all over my naked body. I couldn't change the past, and it got my pussy a little damp, too. Aaron gave me a knowing wink before going back to their table.

Luke and I had a short honeymoon because we had to pack all of our belongings and move to a city a few hours away. I always wanted to get out of that little town, and I now had my chance. Luke and I found a lovely two-bedroom apartment with a large kitchen, two bathrooms, a living room, and a dining room. I found another waitressing job at a decent restaurant, which meant my tips were better, too.

Once our lives had settled down, Luke and I restarted the discussion about the possibility of him sharing me with other men. I honestly wanted to remain faithful to my husband, but on the other hand, I wanted to please him. I knew he wasn't the jealous type after seeing me blow two strangers in the adult video store and marrying me anyway, so I was open to the idea of becoming a hot wife. It was in line with my slutty behavior, anyway.

The discussion went from whether we would do it to who it would be. I didn't want to get a reputation in our new city that was similar to the one I had in our hometown. I wanted to do it discreetly, so any of our co-workers would be out of consideration. We didn't know too many people either, so we were stuck in limbo for a while.

The ideal opportunity came when Luke informed me that an old college friend was coming to town for a weekend and wanted to know if it would be okay if he stayed with us. He didn't even have to say anything; I knew exactly what he had in mind.

"Yeah, that's fine."

I had heard him talk about Brian and some of their antics in college, and he seemed like he'd be the perfect person to invite into our bedroom. I didn't know how to bring up the subject with Brian, but Luke told me to leave the details up to him. I had butterflies in my stomach at the thought of being in bed with two men with my husband's permission and enthusiastic support. Luke planned to tell Brian that we had discussed the possibility of adding a third person, but I wasn't sure.

Brian arrived early on Friday evening and was there when I got home from my waitress job. It was a busy night to start the weekend, and I was exhausted, but I made a good amount of money in tips. The guys were sitting around drinking beer, eating pizza, and passing a joint around, while a baseball game played on the TV. Luke formally introduced me to Brian. He was sizing me up while I was doing the same, as he got up to give me a friendly hug.

Brian was almost the complete opposite of Luke. He was around six feet tall, slender, and clean-shaven. His blonde hair was neatly trimmed, and he looked every part of the data analyst he was. He was handsome, though very straight-looking. He didn't look like the type who partied his way through college with Luke.

I was still wearing my waitress outfit, which consisted of a white blouse and a black pleated skirt. Brian's eyes scanned my body from my head to my toes.

Luke said, "Take a load off, honey. Grab yourself a beer and a slice of pizza, and join us."

"I'm going to take a shower first and get comfortable, then I'll join you guys."

I was too tired from working all evening to even think about playing around that first night, but that didn't stop me from setting the bait for Saturday night. I took a long, hot shower, put my hair into a ponytail, and put on a very short, semi-transparent, low-cut, leopard print chemise. I checked myself out in the mirror and knew I'd get Brian's attention.

It was low-cut enough to show plenty of cleavage and short enough to show a hint of my ass cheeks if I bent over. It was tight and clung to my breasts to show off their form. If the light was behind me, the silhouette of my body was visible. I left the panties off just in case I felt like flashing my pussy to Brian.

When I joined the fellas, the first thing I heard was Brian stop in mid-sentence, check me out, and say, "Whoa. When you said you wanted to get comfortable, you meant it. You look great."

"I usually walked around naked, but I figured I'd put something on so I didn't make you feel uncomfortable."

Brian half-jokingly replied, "You didn't have to get dressed on my account."

Luke was grinning the whole time and said, "Sit down and join us, honey. There's plenty of pizza left."

"I'll grab a beer and pizza and be right back."

"Get us a couple of beers too, babe."

Before I went to the kitchen, I bent over to pick up the used paper plates and empty beer cans from the coffee table. In doing so, the back of my chemise raised enough to flash my ass to the guys. I practically stuck my ass in Brian's face. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Brian smiling and then looking over at Luke as I stood up.

I could feel the fella's eyes on me as I walked away. I loved the feeling of someone picturing me naked. My attire didn't leave too much to the imagination either. I stood at the doorway to listen to what they had to say.

"Simone has a great ass and lovely long legs, Luke. Sorry to be checking out your wife like that, but I couldn't help myself."

"No problem, buddy, she's got a hot body and she knows it. She's not shy about showing off either."

"Wow, how did you land such a beautiful wife, Luke? It ain't your good looks," Brian joked.

"I don't know, it just happened. I knew on our first date that she was the one for me. I'm lucky she felt the same way. She's a wild one, too."

"I bet. I hope you can handle a young girl like her."

"She loves to have sex, man. Sometimes, I think I could use some help."

Brian just laughed.

I got the beers and a slice of pizza and rejoined the guys. When I leaned over to place their beers on the coffee table, the top of my chemise gaped open, and I could see Brian and Luke staring at my tits. I took a few extra seconds to open the cans for them so they could get a better look.

They kept staring at me as I sat down on a chair across from the sofa where the guys were sitting and began to devour my pizza while Luke lit up another joint and passed it around. Every time I made a move, Brian's eyes were upon me. I liked that he was taking the bait.

The more he watched me, the more I wanted to show him. I began to fidget on the chair, exposing more of my thighs with each movement to the point where I knew my pussy was exposed. Luke had the same view, but I knew he was loving it. I pretended I didn't know how much I was revealing.

Anytime someone needed a refill of their beer, I gladly went to the kitchen to retrieve another under the watchful eyes of my husband and his friend. Brian got plenty of peeks at my tits, ass, and pussy that night.

Luke was the one who wanted me to seduce his best friend, but I was pretty tired from working a long, busy Friday night shift. After a few beers and getting high, I ended up falling asleep in the chair. From what my husband told me the next day, my pussy was exposed while I dozed. He let me sleep for a bit before he and Brian put me to bed.

Luke told me that while I nodded off in the chair, Brian asked him, "Do you think we should cover her up? I mean, I feel guilty staring at your wife's legs and pussy."

"Naw, let her sleep, and let's enjoy the view."

Brian shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Hey, if it don't bother you, it don't bother me."

I remember them eventually guiding me to the bedroom and hearing Luke say, "Simone sleeps in the nude. I'll hold her up if you slip off her chemise."

"Whatever you want, buddy."

I vaguely remember lifting my arms as someone pulled my chemise over my head. Luke told me Brian got a nice view of me naked as he laid me down on the bed. They both took in the view of me lying there for a few moments.

Brian commented, "I hope you don't mind me saying this, but damn, Simone has a rockin' body. You sure lucked out."

"I agree with you, Brian. She's gorgeous and is a tiger in bed."

That's the last I remember until early the next morning when Luke was shuffling around in the bedroom. He told me that he and Brian were going to play a round of golf and would be home later.

I told him, "I'm sorry I fell asleep last night. I was exhausted. I know you had other plans."

"Don't worry, babe, we have all weekend. I didn't have a chance to talk to Brian, and besides, he was pretty tired from the long drive. We're going out to dinner tonight. Why don't you go buy something sexy to wear for dinner and afterward, too?"

"Okay, I promise I'll make it up to you."

"I know you will, babe."

While they were gone, I did some shopping so I'd look good for my men later that evening. I bought a strapless little black mini-dress that was so form-fitting that it looked like body paint. It barely covered my ass and had a small slit up the left leg. It hugged every curve of my body, so my breasts were accentuated as well as my ass cheeks and long legs. I also bought a pair of open-toed black four-inch heels.

I felt sexy and decided to look at myself in the mirror outside the dressing room, hoping others would see me. I got lucky, and there were a couple of bored-looking men waiting for their significant others. Their eyes perked up when they got a look at me modeling my new dress and shoes in the mirror. My hard nipples were quite noticeable, and my breasts bounced freely as I walked back and forth.

I could feel their eyes watching every step I took, so I made sure to shake my ass a little more when I walked. I was turned on by their stares and even gave them a little grin. It was then that I decided to give them something more to remember me by. I bent over at the waist to adjust the strap on my shoe, revealing the bottom of my buttocks and a hint of my pussy to them.

Before I went back into the dressing room, I asked my fan club, "What do you think of this dress? Do you think my husband will like it?"

The first man answered. "You look fabulous. Your husband will love it."

The other man said, "It's awesome. You're one sexy lady. I think your husband would agree."

"Thanks, guys. I think I'll buy it."

I felt sexy in my new dress, but it was nice to hear it from two strangers. My little afternoon fun only made me hornier than I already was, as I was anticipating seducing my husband's friend later that night. I felt my attire would be like bait, and I was sure Brian would take it. I bought the perfect outfit for when I needed to get "more comfortable" too.

When I got home, the guys were back from their golf outing and were lounging around watching baseball on TV again.

Luke said to me, "Let's see what you bought."

"Nope, you'll have to wait until later, but I'm sure you and Brian will love it."

"We'll see."

"Oh, I guarantee it."

Brian teased me by saying, "I'm pretty particular about what I like."

"Well, Brian, if you don't like it, we'll have to check your pulse," I replied.

Luke followed me into the bedroom to have a private conversation about what he hoped would happen later that night.

"I, uh, talked to Brian a little about, you know, what we've been talking about."

"And?"

"I told him that you and I had a pretty wild sex life and had discussed adding another person into the mix."

"What did he say?"

"He said he'd be interested if that's what we wanted. I told him I'd have to talk to you again, but the final decision would be yours."

"So you'd be okay with me fucking Brian?"

"Absolutely."

I decided to tease Luke by pretending I wasn't 100% sure about having a threesome with his friend. That was bullshit, but I knew the anticipation would be a turn-on for everyone.

I told Luke, "Let's see how things develop first. Don't promise him anything."

"Okay, babe, it's your call.

The truth was, I was fascinated by the idea of fucking two men. Heck, I was ready to fuck Dylan and his four friends before I met Luke. My husband also told me Brian was pretty well hung, so that definitely caught my attention.

I followed Luke into the living room and could feel the curious stares of Brian's eyes upon me. He must have been wondering if he was going to fuck me later. I left them alone in the living room to do some stuff around the house, and a short time later, I found them both fast asleep with the TV on.

I was thinking, "I hope these boys come to life later on because I have plans for them."

I had time to shower while the guys were napping, and when they woke up, I told them to get ready for dinner, and I'd get dressed later. I wanted to surprise them with my new dress. After they showered, I got myself ready. I took my time to make sure my light brown hair had a light curl and my makeup was done to perfection.

When I slipped on my dress and heels, I added my pearl necklace and matching earrings before double and triple-checking myself in the mirror. I knew just how far I could bend over or sit down before I exposed myself to any onlookers, especially my two escorts, whom I planned on seducing, just as my husband wanted.

When I was ready, I called out from the hallway, "Are you ready?"

"We sure are. Hurry up, our rideshare is almost here."

I slowly strutted down the hallway and presented myself to Brian and Luke. The way the dress hugged my every curve, there was no doubt that I wasn't wearing any underwear. My nipples were prominently poking through the top of my dress, and it clung so tightly to my ass, it showed every jiggle of my cheeks. Their jaws dropped open as I paraded around in front of them.

"Well, do you like it?"

Luke said, "You look so good, we don't have to leave the house. We can stay right here and have some fun."

"No fucking way. You promised me a nice dinner."

Brian said, "You look stunning, Simone. It would be my pleasure to take you to dinner."

I gave Luke one of those "Take that," playful looks and replied, "Thank you, Brian."

I took Brian's arm and said, "Let's go."

From that moment, I pretended to be Brian's date. I knew Luke didn't mind at all, but it set the tone for the rest of the night. The three of us took some low-dose cannabis gummies before we left.

When the rideshare arrived, Brian opened the back door for me, and I made sure to give him a nice peek up my dress to flash my bald pussy for him. I was looking straight at him, and when he saw that he was caught looking, he smiled and gave me a wink. Luke got in on the other side, so I was sandwiched between my two dates. My dress hiked up so high on my thighs that I think the driver got a good look up my dress, too, not that I minded at all. The underlying sexual tension in the car got my pussy damp. I couldn't get the after-dinner planned activities out of my mind, and I was sure the guys were thinking about it, too.

Brian and Luke were stealing glances at my chest and bare legs along the ride to the restaurant. When I got out of the car, Brian was obviously trying to get another peek up my dress, but I put my hand between my legs to block his view. It was my way of teasing him further. I was in charge of what he saw and when he would see it. When I got out of the car, the bottom of my buttocks were visible, and I took my time pulling my dress down until Luke, Brian, and the driver got a good look.

Heads were turning to check me out before we even got into the restaurant. I felt like a movie star by the way men looked at me with lust in their eyes as we were guided to our table. I had hold of Brian's arm so people thought I was his date, and Luke, dutifully, played along. I sat on the same side of the booth as Brian so we could be closer to each other.

As we were perusing the menu, Brian told me, "You look so good in that dress, Simone, I can't keep my eyes off of you."

"Thank you, Brian. I'm a lucky woman to be in the company of two handsome men."

After we ordered our dinner and were sipping our drinks, the cannabis gummies started to kick in. The thing about the gummies is how the high sneaks up on you. Just when you think you aren't high, wham, it hits you. I was feeling pretty good in my sexy dress, and that feeling was only intensified when the buzz kicked in.

As we were talking and laughing while waiting for our dinner, I was gesturing with my hands. When I stopped talking, I casually placed my hand on Brian's thigh. He looked at me with a sly grin. It took Luke a couple of seconds to realize what I had done before he gave me a knowing smile.

It wasn't too long afterward that Brian began testing the waters when he placed his hand on my knee. His warm hand felt so good on my bare leg. It was like a sexual charge shot up from my knee with a direct hit on my pussy. When I didn't object to his hand on my knee, he began to creep it up my thigh slowly. I'm sure Luke knew what was going on and was loving it. Just as Brian brushed a finger across my pussy, our dinner came and spoiled our little fun under the table. We were all a bit disappointed, but there was plenty of time for that and more later on.

At least Brian knew his prospects of fucking me were almost at 100%. Both men were looking at me with increased lust in their eyes. Nothing makes a woman feel sexy like having men openly desire her, and I was no different. The more they wanted me, the more I wanted them.

We kept drinking and laughing all through dinner, with Brian placing his hand on my leg at any opportunity. After dinner, I gave Luke one of those looks, like I was hoping he could read my mind.

I was thinking, "Let's go home and continue what we started. I'm going to go to the restroom, and you talk to Brian."

Brian had to stand up to let me out of the booth, and I flashed him and a couple of other people as I slid out of the booth. I wanted him to see what he was going to have for dessert.

When I got back from the restroom, I asked, "Are we ready to leave?"

Luke promptly replied, "I think Brian and I are more than ready to continue the party at home."

I gave them a smirk and replied, "I'm up for anything, boys."

There was no doubt what the rest of the evening would entail. Brian had his arm around my waist as we left the restaurant. I made sure to walk a little heavier so my tits would bounce more for anyone who was checking me out. When we got to the rideshare, he brushed his hand along my ass and gave it a little squeeze. I looked up at him and smiled. I made sure I gave him a clear view up my dress as I got in, and he made it no secret where he was looking either. He stared right at my pussy.

Before we even left the parking lot, Brian and Luke's hands were all over me. My legs opened, and I felt Brian's finger enter me. Luke was fondling my tits while Brian started kissing me. I noticed the driver adjusting his rearview mirror to get a better look at the action unfolding in his backseat. It brought back fond memories of Dylan playing with my body in front of his friends. The three of us became a tangled web of bodies as four hands explored my body. I was grasping for their cocks through their pants as I was being mauled.

The action didn't stop when we were at a red light. Who knows how many people witnessed the three of us groping one another on the ride home? We didn't care. We were three horny people who couldn't wait to get home to continue the sexual exploration we had started. By the time we got home, my dress was pulled up above my hips and pulled down to expose my breasts while Brian and Luke simultaneously sucked on my nipples. I had to adjust my dress before I got out of the car so the neighbors didn't see me.

As we were getting out of the car, the driver told us with a huge smile on his face, "Have a good night."

Luke replied, "I think we're in for a great night. Hope you enjoyed the show."

"You made my night."

The expectations were high when the three of us entered our apartment. Luke told us there were some joints on the coffee table.

"Light one up and I'll join you two after I fix us some drinks."

By the time Luke returned, I was straddling Brian's lap. The top of my dress was pulled down, and he was sucking on my tits while his hands had a firm grasp of my ass. I was grinding myself against his erection, and we didn't even notice Luke was there.

"Damn, it didn't take you two long to get started," Luke commented.

"Sorry, bro, but you've got yourself a hot one," Brian replied before continuing to suck my nipples.

Luke took a seat at the opposite end of the sofa, took a hit off the joint, and passed it to me.

I asked him, "Are you going to join in the fun?"

"Naw, not right now. I think I'll just sit back and watch for now."

My dress was so tight that Brian was struggling to get it off me, so I stood up and peeled it down my body. As I was undressing, Brian stripped off his clothing too. Luke wasn't exaggerating when he told me his friend was hung. Brian's cock was at least seven inches, if not more.

It was Luke who suggested, "Why don't we take this party into the bedroom where we have more room?"

"Sounds good to me," Brian replied.

So, off we went to the bedroom. Luke got naked and joined Brian and me on the bed. I immediately began to play with Brian's dick and balls, giving them wide licks with my tongue.

While I was lapping Brian's genitals, he told me, "Swing around, baby, let me get a taste of you too. You've been flashing that pussy at me all night."

I maneuvered my body around and sat on Brian's face as he began to tongue my pussy. Not only did he have a bigger dick than Luke, but his tongue was longer, too. He touched me in places that had never felt a tongue before. I went back to sucking his dick after enjoying my pussy being eaten for a few moments.

The fact that Luke was watching us sixty-nine made it even better. It reminded me of the times I performed in front of Dylan's friends, and I wanted to put on a good show for my wonderful husband, who was allowing me to sample another man's dick. Brian's cock had a little bit of a banana bend to it, which made it easier to swallow. We were both moaning after lusting after one another most of the night.

Brian wasn't a better pussy eater than my husband, but it was pleasurable to have someone do it differently. It was equally pleasurable to have a different dick in my mouth, too. They say variety is the spice of life, and I had gotten used to having several different dicks to suck and fuck.

I lost concentration, blowing Brian, when I felt my orgasm approaching. I was so fucking horny that night after playing the part of a seductress for my husband and his friend that my orgasm was pretty intense. I could feel my juices flowing from my pussy, but Brian never missed a beat and kept lapping away at my clit until I was done. He then placed me on my back and crawled between my legs.

Brian rubbed his cock against my hot pussy, and asked me, "What do you want me to do, Simone?"

"I want you to stick your dick in me and fuck my brains out."

"Did you hear that, Luke? Your wife wants me to fuck her. What do you think?"

"Well, I think you should fuck her, then."

"Good, 'cause I was going to fuck her anyway."

Brian then shoved the entire length of his dick deep into me and began to furiously fuck me. It was just what my aching pussy needed. I had been thinking about fucking my husband's friend since Luke told me he was coming. Those thoughts only intensified as the day of the visit drew closer. I had been teasing both men all night long. However, whenever I teased them, I was also teasing myself, so I was more than ready to take on the two of them.

As Brian was pounding my pussy, I could feel my tits flopping around with each thrust. He then began to fondle and suck on them. I looked over his shoulder at Luke to see his reaction. Even though this was his suggestion, I was still concerned he wouldn't be so enthusiastic when the reality of the situation sank in. However, he was smiling and slowly stroking himself. He was moving around, getting different angles of his friend's dick penetrating me.

As I looked at Luke, I mouthed the words, "I love you," and he did the same.

Now that I was assured Luke was having a good time, I added to his fantasy by saying, "Oh yes, fuck me, Brian. Oh, your dick feels so good. Fuck me good for Luke."

"Fuck Luke, I'm going to fuck you good for me."

He then turned to Luke and said, "You're a lucky guy. This is some good pussy here, buddy. Thanks for sharing her with me."

"I told you she is wild in bed."

"She sure is. Come on over here and join the party."

Luke then knelt by my head and fed me his cock. I sucked on his dick like the hungry slut that I am. It was one of my fantasies to have two cocks at once, and I was now living the dream again. Being with other men in the video booth was nice, but doing it with someone Luke knew was better. It was nice to do it in the comfort of our bedroom rather than a seedy video booth. We had the entire night to play. Brian's big dick was pounding away at my pussy, which brought me to another orgasm.

My orgasm triggered Luke's, and he filled my mouth with his familiar cum that I gladly lapped up and swallowed. Brian wasn't far behind.

As I sensed his approaching orgasm, I wrapped my legs around his waist and lifted my hips upward to meet his thrusts, and told him, "Cum for me, Brian. Cum in my pussy. Oh yeah, cum for me. Cum for me."

He groaned and shot wad after wad after wad into my hot, tight pussy. Oh god, it felt so good to have another man cum inside me with my husband's permission. After he withdrew, Brian brought his dick up to my face so I could lick him clean. Luke watched as I licked every drop of cum from his friend's dick and swallowed it.

When they were done with me, Luke commented, "That was awesome, honey."

"I had fun too, dear," I replied, and went on to say, "Give me a few minutes here. I'll join you two in the living room."

"Sure thing, babe," Luke replied.

I went to the bathroom to refresh myself and reapply some makeup. I then put on some lingerie that I knew the guys would like before rejoining them. They were naked and drinking, and smoking when I came out of the bedroom and stopped talking to stare at me.

I was wearing a black semi-transparent, suspender bodystocking with a cami top. The stockings were attached, and it was open in the front and back with cutouts on the sides. I wore a tiny black skirt that barely hid my ass and pussy, which was part of Luke's and my role play. It makes me kinda look like a hooker, which wasn't such a bad thing. I wore my black four-inch heels to complete my outfit.

When they saw me, Luke smiled and commented, "You look good enough to eat, babe. Brian here was wondering if you'd be back for more, and I think you just answered that question."

"As long as I have your permission, I figured I'd be a good little slut for you and Brian."

"Oh, darling, you certainly have my permission to be our slut tonight. What do you think, Brian?"

"Fuck yeah, bro. You know I love slutty women."

I strutted around the room, wiggling my ass so the guys could get a good look at me, which made my pussy tingle even more. I loved being the object of their desires and knew they would take full advantage of my wanton behavior. I bent over to flash my ass for them and lifted one foot onto the coffee table to show them my pussy.

Brian then told me, "Come over here and sit on my lap, Simone."

Before I sat down, Brian's hands were all over me, fondling my ass, legs, and tits, all while my husband looked on with delight. I didn't understand why he would enjoy seeing me with another man, but I wasn't going to question it either. I was doing it as much for myself as for him. I didn't have the heart to tell him I craved more than his dick.

As we were drinking and smoking, Brian began to finger fuck me, and commented, "Damn Luke, her pussy is soaking wet. I think she could use some help dousing the flames between her legs."

Luke asked, "Is that true, Simone?"

"Hell yeah, I'm ready to fuck you two 'til your balls are dry."

By that time, I could feel Brian's dick poking at my buttocks. He had me get on my knees and brought my head to his crotch.

"Suck it, 'til it's nice and hard, and I'll give you the fucking you're craving."

I flipped my hair out of the way and began to lick Brian's hairy balls while Luke watched. He started stroking his limp dick back to life while he watched me give his friend another blow job.

"Your wife gives a great blow job, Luke. She might be the best I've had."

"She's got lots of experience."

I was worshipping Brian's dick as I cherished the feeling of his stiff meat between my lips. I know how to use my tongue to hit just the right spots, too. Luke wasn't exaggerating when he said I had lots of experience sucking cocks. I know how much it pleases my lover, so I put a lot of love and enthusiasm into my blow jobs. Their pleasure becomes mine. Knowing Luke was enjoying the show made it even more thrilling for me.

After I sucked Brian for several minutes, he said, "Let's get her in the bedroom again."

I was a little disappointed to take his dick out of my mouth, but I knew better things were about to happen. We grabbed our drinks, and we were off to the bedroom again.

When we got there, Luke told me, "Brian and I were talking while we were waiting for you to get back, and he said he'd love to do anal with you. What do you think?"

"I'm your slut tonight, and I'll do whatever you two want to do with me. I want you to fuck me while he does my ass. It's every woman's dream to do that."

Brian chimed in, "I'm here to make your dreams come true, Simone. Get some K-Y, Luke, and let's do this."

I got down on all fours with Luke in front of me to start. I began to suck my husband's dick while Brian prepped my ass. I felt the cool gel on my anus, followed by Brian's finger. He slowly finger fucked my ass while applying a generous amount of lube.

"You've got such a nice ass, Simone. When you first flashed your butt at me last night, I wondered what it would be like to stick my dick in it."

"You won't have to wait much longer," I replied.

Brian's dick had softened a bit, so he knelt in front of me, signaling that I should suck it, too. I alternated between sucking him and my husband and even tried to get both of them into my mouth at the same time. I could only get the heads of their cocks into my mouth, though. I swabbed my tongue over both of them before Brian announced he was ready for more.

Brian sounded like he'd done this before when he said, "Okay, Luke needs to lay down and you should straddle him first, then I'll climb aboard."

I did as instructed, as I stuffed my husband's familiar dick into my pussy and rode it a few times before Brian said, "Okay, are you ready for me?"

"I sure am," I replied while wiggling my ass.

Doing anal wasn't my favorite sexual thing to do. I think Dylan's rough treatment of my ass may have had something to do with it, but I know giving your ass to a man is something special. I'd let Luke do it from time to time, and I was now prepared to let Brian do it, too. Besides, I wanted to try double penetration myself. Everybody was a winner.

I soon felt Brian's big dick probing my asshole, and him slowly inserting it into me. I laid my chest on Luke's to raise my ass higher to give Brian better access to it. Luke held me tightly as his friend pushed himself deeper and deeper into my backside. I could tell he was experienced at anal sex by the way he made sure I was lubed up properly, and by the way he took his time. In short order, I felt Brian's lower abdomen pressing against my ass, and I knew I had taken all of him.

As Brian began to slowly fuck my ass, he said to me, "Tell your husband where my dick is."

"Luke, Brian's dick is buried in my ass."

"I know, babe, I can feel him too."

They both started rocking inside of me. It was the most amazing feeling to have my holes stuffed with two dicks. It was even better than I expected, especially when Luke began to play with and suck on my tits, while his friend held onto my buttocks. I began to rock my hips in rhythm to their thrusts.

I quickly had an orgasm while crying out, "Oh yes, fuck my ass. Fuck my pussy. Oh god, it feels so good. I'm gonna cum. OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH."

The guys fucked me harder as I was cumming, and quickly brought me to a second orgasm. My body was overcome with pleasurable sensations like never before.

Brian told me, "You have a fine ass, Simone. You're so fucking hot."

"Fuck my ass, Brian. It's all yours. Give it to me good."

"Do you hear that, Luke? Your wife can't get enough of my cock."

"I told you she was a hottie who loved sex."

"Yeah, but who thought you'd ever get a woman this hot and sexy?"

"And I love to fuck, Brian. I love it," I told him.

Brian was the first to cum, and let loose a nice load of cum deep into my ass. He kept humping me until his dick became limp. It was like he never wanted to stop fucking my butt. Luke then spun me around so I was on my back and began to pound my pussy.

He was saying, "Oh my god, you're so fucking sexy. I love watching you fuck and suck Brian. You're such a fucking slut. I love you for it."

"I may be a slut, but I'm your slut. I'll fuck anyone you want. I'll fuck them for you, Luke."

He then lifted my legs onto his shoulders and slipped his dick into my ass. He said he wanted sloppy seconds of my butt. His dick easily slid into me after his friend loosened me up. I could see Brian watching me and Luke. I loved having a voyeur to my slutty actions.

I was rubbing my clit while Luke took his turn sodomizing me, and I came again as he shot his load into my ass.

Both men fucked me one last time that night. Luke got sloppy seconds in my pussy. The last thing I remember was Brian staggering out of the bedroom on his way to the guest room.

I had sex with Brian and Luke several more times over that long weekend. I stayed naked most of the time, except when we left the house. Even when we went out together, I dressed to impress and flashed several men. Brian got to cum in my mouth, pussy, and ass while Luke either participated or watched before taking his turn with me. I even fucked Brian one more time after Luke left for work on his last day here.

Chapter 3

I loved my husband even more for letting me explore my sexuality. He kept telling me how much he loved to watch me in action, too. The only thing that concerned me was the fact that I realized that I may never be satisfied with having only one man to fuck. I began to crave variety in the men and cocks I fucked and sucked. Thankfully, Luke was fine with it.

When we were out and he saw a guy eyeing me up or flirting with me, he would encourage me to fuck him. I fucked strangers in the men's room of bars, or they would take me out to the parking lot to fuck me in the backseat of their cars. The best part was when someone would see them fucking me. I loved to be watched as a man drilled my pussy or filled my mouth with cum. Luke would then bring me home or to our hotel room to fuck me again while I gave him all the gory details of my sexual activity.

I was more active while we were out of town, where people didn't know us, and found a few guys who didn't mind fucking me with my husband or while he watched. I was lucky to find a man like Luke who enjoyed my sexual experimentation, and he was lucky to find a woman who gave him the sexual excitement he was looking for. He had confessed to me that a few women dumped him after he suggested a MMF threesome, or for him to be a voyeur to them fucking someone.

Things picked up a few notches when I went home to visit my mom after she had a minor surgery. Luke had work commitments and couldn't go with me. It was his idea for me to contact Dylan to see if he wanted to get together for "coffee." He knew how excited I got when telling him about the times I had sex with Dylan, and he wanted me to experience it again.

I asked him, "Are you sure about that?"

"I'm positive. I want you to call me and tell me all about it afterward."

I was still reluctant to hook up with an old boyfriend; however, the more I thought about it, the more turned on I got. I liked Dylan's dominant side and how submissive he made me feel. Besides, he's the one who brought out an even wilder side in me.

I decided to send him a text before I arrived in town that read, "Hey, I'll be in town next week, taking care of my sick mom. Maybe we can get together for coffee and catch up."

Within seconds, Dylan replied, "Hey, babe, it's been a while. It's great to hear from you. I'd love to get together to talk. Let me know when you're available."

We texted a few more times before my visit, just some small talk. I kept checking with Luke to make sure he was okay with me possibly hooking up with Dylan again. He insisted he was fine and kept encouraging me. If it weren't for his encouragement, I wouldn't have even considered meeting up with Dylan again. However, I kept recalling how he fucked me in front of his friends, how they saw me naked, groped me, and jerked off over my naked body. Dylan was the first one to make me feel slutty, and I liked it.

I didn't promise Dylan that we'd get together because I had to take care of my mom first. I wanted to leave myself room to chicken out, but I knew deep inside of me that I was going to meet up with him at some point.

I spent the first couple of days helping my mom, but she was recuperating fairly well, so well that on the third day, I sent Dylan a text.

"Hey, Mom's doing pretty good. I've got some free time tonight if you want to get together to talk."

"Sounds good. Why don't you stop by my place around 7?"

I was hoping to meet in public, but I thought, "We both know why we're meeting up, so why pretend?"

"7 sounds good."

"Great, I'll have plenty to drink, and I've got some killer weed."

I didn't respond, but he knew how horny I got when I was drinking and getting buzzed. That night, I didn't want to dress too sexy, but enough to catch his attention. I knew my clothes would be coming off anyway. I wore a soft pink cami crop top and a white mini skirt. I called a rideshare to take me to Dylan's because I figured I'd be in no shape to drive afterward. My heart was racing on the way over to his place. When I got to his apartment, I straightened out my clothes, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

When Dylan opened the door, he smiled and said, "Damn, you look as good as ever, Simone."

"Thank you."

When I walked in, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Tom, Hank, Joey, and Aaron sitting there with grins on their faces. I was shocked and turned to look at Dylan, who had an evil grin on his face. I wasn't expecting this, but the thought of having them watching me fuck Dylan again enticed me to stay. I just wish Dylan had warned me.

"I hope you don't mind that I invited the guys over, too. I figured we could all catch up."

I knew I was being set up, but I stayed anyway. We started drinking and passing a bong around just like we had before I was married. I could tell the guys were recalling how I looked without any clothes on, and I couldn't help but recall how many times they saw me naked, groped my ass and tits, and watched me suck, fuck, and take Dylan up my ass. It was impossible not to get turned on.

I went to the bathroom and sent a text to Luke that read, "I'm here at Dylan's house, but all his friends are here too. I don't know what to do."

"I'm okay with whatever happens, babe. Don't do anything or do them all. I just want the details."

"Are you sure?"

"Go with the flow, and see what happens. I love you, babe."

Now that I had clear permission from my husband, I rejoined the boys with a different perspective. I wasn't on the defensive anymore. I was going to play along and see what happened. I knew, at the very least, that I'd be fucking Dylan in front of his friends again. At most, I'd be fucking them all, which would fulfill a fantasy that started when I was dating Dylan.

As we were catching up with what was going on in our lives, I made sure to give the guys plenty of opportunities to sneak a peek up my skirt or down my top. Men are so easy to tease, and women know it. It amazes us how much control we have over them with a subtle crossing and uncrossing of our legs, or by leaning over. We know just what we're doing, too. There was an underlying hope that they would, at minimum, see me naked again, or watch Dylan fuck me. I'm sure they were all hoping to fuck me, too.

The more they openly gawked at me, the more turned on I got. I was the one to offer to get more beers from the fridge, and Hank followed me into the kitchen to try to get a quick squeeze of my ass or tits.

I let him touch me for a second or two before telling them, "Stop, I'm a married woman now."

Every time I went into the kitchen, I had company. They knew I liked their quick feels, but played along with my little game. They were trying to wear me down, but I wasn't going to let them know it was working.

After a few drinks and plenty to smoke, Dylan told me, "You know, Simone, me and the guys were talking about how much they enjoyed seeing you naked around us. Why, uh, don't you give us a treat for old times' sake?"

"I told you guys, I'm married now. I can't be doing things like that anymore."

"Come on, babe. We've all seen you naked and more. How about just showing us your tits?"

I pretended I was considering it while the other guys were all pleading with me to take off my top.

Tom remarked, "We can see your nipples through your shirt, so why not go all the way?"

"Yeah," Aaron added, "It's obvious you aren't wearing a bra. Come on, show us the rest."

This went on for a few minutes, and I finally relented and pulled up my top to briefly flash them my tits. I gave them a good look and jiggled them a little before pulling my top back down.

Joey told me, "Aw, come on, take it off. You know how much we like your tits."

"Yeah, Simone, you can't leave us like that," Hank added.

They pleaded with me a little more, so I removed my top to give them a good look at my tits. I loved being the center of attention in a roomful of admiring men. They were adjusting their growing erections in their pants as my excitement was also intensifying.

I sat there for a little while as the five men stared at me and my bare chest. I was squirming in my seat, and when I looked at Dylan, I could tell he knew I was getting hotter by the second.

He then told me, "You know, Simone, seeing your tits only makes us want to see the rest of you. Why don't you take off your skirt too?"

"I don't know about that."

"We miss seeing that gorgeous body of yours, Simone. You know how sexy we think you are. Come on, do it for us," Aaron remarked.

The others were making similar pleas, too. To be honest, I didn't need much encouragement to get naked. I pretended to be reluctant to undress further as I stood before them, and paused before I unzipped my skirt, and began to shimmy it over my hips, and down my legs. I proudly stood before them completely naked.

"Wow, Simone, you're as sexy as ever," Tom said.

Joey agreed by saying, "I dreamed about seeing you naked again."

The other guys started teasing him about having wet dreams of me, but knowing someone was thinking about me in that way was flattering.

Joey then told his friends, "Joke all you want, but you've all admitted to jerking off thinking about Simone. Fuck, we all jerked off all over her the last time we were together."

Dylan then added, "We all know how turned on she was that night. She told me she would have fucked us all if I had let her. Isn't that right, Simone."

"I don't remember that, Dylan."

"You offered a few times to fuck us all."

"That was in the past, Dylan. I'm married now."

He then stood up and approached me. He took me in his arms as his hands began to roam over my body. Dylan knew that he had a way of dominating me, which made it impossible to resist his overtures, and put his full charms to work on me. He gently squeezed my breasts, tweaked my nipples, and fondled my ass.

He ran his hand up between my legs and began to finger me in front of everyone while whispering, "How about giving the guys a treat by giving them a lap dance?"

Dylan knew my pussy was dripping wet and also knew I could never resist him. We were still playing this cat-and-mouse game, and he knew it was only a matter of time before he won.

"If I give them lap dances, that's where it ends. Agreed? And, my husband can never find out about any of this," I said.

I wanted them to think I was doing something secretive to enhance the intrigue of what was happening that night. I wanted them to think I was there without Luke's knowledge. Little did they know that my husband was the one who encouraged me to hook up with Dylan and permitted me to fuck his friends, too.

"Sure, babe, whatever you want."

Dylan put on some sexy dance music, and I began to sway in front of the guys. I'm a pretty good dancer and knew how to sway my hips and jiggle my tits. The guys were practically drooling while watching me, which only stoked the flames burning between my legs.

I bent over to let them focus on my ass and even spread my cheeks to show them my asshole. I lifted one foot onto the coffee table and spread my pussy lips. As the song played on, I gradually danced closer to Dylan and his friends. I'd let them touch me for a few moments before dancing away. I felt like a spider spinning a web of desire around the five men in the room. I became their personal stripper.

When the next song started, I was super hot and moved over in front of Joey. He was short and kind of nerdy. I heard he wasn't the most sexually experienced of Dylan's friends, and I wanted to give him the pleasure of getting the first lap dance.

I started off dancing closely to Joey and smiled as I saw that familiar look of lust in his eyes. I then turned around to twerk for him, shaking my ass in his face. His hands quickly took hold of my cheeks until I turned around and straddled his lap. I slapped his face with my precious big breasts before feeding him my nipples. His finger quickly found its way into my pussy. I let him play with my body until the song ended.

Each guy got his turn toying with my body for a full song. They all had erections before I moved on to the next person. It felt so good to be groped, probed, licked, and sucked by four different guys before I made my way over to Dylan. He knew from our previous relationship that my pussy was on fire.

He told me, "You know I want to fuck you, don't you?"

"Yes, I know, but I can't. I'm a married woman and I don't do things like that anymore."

He stood up, took me in his arms, and kissed me deeply while fingering my pussy.

"Your pussy is telling me something different, babe."

"I can't fuck you, Dylan. What if my husband found out?" I replied in an attempt to further tease him.

I wanted him to feel like he coaxed a married woman into fucking him. I wanted him to earn it. Sometimes the chase is as enticing as the catch.

"Come on, Simone, don't play coy with me. You texted me and wanted to get together. Then you show up here looking so damn sexy and not wearing any underwear. Now, you're naked and letting us touch you all over. You know damn well you came here to get fucked, and that's just what I'm going to do," Dylan said as he started to undress.

Every word he said was factual. My heart was racing at the prospect of fucking Dylan and his big cock again in front of all his friends. He was already erect when he got naked, and he saw me staring at his cock.

He then told me, "Now get down on your knees and suck my cock like the naughty Simone we all know."

Dylan pressed down on my shoulders to encourage me to kneel before him. I looked back at his friends, who were all anxiously waiting for another sexual performance. I was so turned on, I couldn't play the part of a hesitant married woman any longer. I got down on my knees and began to stroke his familiar cock that was staring me in the face. I leaned in to lick his balls and worked my way up the shaft. I teased the head with butterfly flicks and then gave it long, wide swipes with my tongue.

When I took his dick between my lips, Dylan moaned softly and commented, "Oh, that's a good girl. Suck my dick, babe. I've missed your blow jobs. You suck a mean dick."

My head began to bob on Dylan's hard meat, and I have to admit that I missed it. I didn't miss Dylan, but I missed his cock. I savored the taste and feeling of him in my mouth.

He grabbed hold of my head and told his friends, "Watch this," as he began to face fuck me.

He went on to say, "This bitch loves to suck dick, don't you, Simone?"

I gave him a muffled reply with a simple nod, and "Uh-huh."

After fucking my mouth for a few minutes, Dylan made me move over to the sofa and told me, "Now, get on your hands and knees. I'm going to fuck the shit outta you while the boys watch."

I did as he instructed and stuck my ass up in the air, waiting for him to fuck me.

He placed his dick up to my pussy and said, "Now tell me you want me to fuck you."

"Oh, Dylan, please fuck me. I need it bad."

"You contacted me with the intention of fucking me, didn't you?"

"Yes, I've been thinking a lot about your cock since I decided to come back home."

"You came here tonight so you could fuck me, right?"

"That's why I'm here, so fuck me. Please fuck me."

"You didn't leave when you saw the guys here. You want to fuck them too, don't you?"

"I don't know."

"Don't lie to me, Simone. I know you want to fuck them."

"Okay, yes, I want to fuck all of them too."

"Are you going to be our slut tonight?"

"Oh god, yes. I'll be your slut. You and your friends can fuck me all night long."

Dylan then thrust himself deep into my pussy. Oh god, I needed to get fucked so badly by that point. He started pounding me hard, slapping me on the ass, and grabbing my dangling tits.

"We're going to give you a good fucking tonight, babe."

"I'm so fucking hot, I need to get fucked good and hard."

He was fucking me so hard, the sound of our skin slapping together filled the room. I was moaning and begging for more while his friends watched and waited for their turn with me. It was something I fantasized about since they watched me fuck Dylan all those times.

Dylan then said, "Somebody needs to fill this slut's mouth."

Hank, Tom, Joey, and Aaron raced to get naked. Aaron was first and stuffed his dick into my willing mouth. I began to suck on his dick with an eager passion. I wanted all of their dicks, and it would only be a matter of time before that goal was accomplished.

When Dylan came in my pussy, Aaron quickly took his place while Tom lined himself up in front of me. From there, the four of them took turns fucking my pussy and shoving their dicks in my mouth. It was a constant carousel of dicks spit-roasting me. They all had their turns with me. I could taste the remnants of Dylan's cum mixed with mine when they stuffed their dicks in my mouth after fucking me.

Hank came in my pussy while Joey shot his load into my mouth. Tom was next to cum in my pussy, and Aaron finished up there too. I lost count of how many times I came while fucking and sucking them all. I collapsed onto the sofa when they were done with the first round.

When I went to the bathroom to freshen up, I texted Luke and told him, "Well, I did it. I fucked Dylan and his four friends."

"I'm proud of you, honey. How was it?"

"I'm so fucking horny tonight. It felt wonderful. I don't think we're done either."

"Have a great time. Call me when you're done. I don't care what time it is. I want to hear all about it. I only wish I were there to see it."

"I wish you were here too. I'll call you later. They're waiting for me. Bye dear. Love you."

"Love you, too."

After I cleaned myself up and we were all sitting around naked, drinking and smoking, Aaron told me, "We've been waiting for our chance with you, Simone. We've all wanted to fuck you for a long time."

"Well, how did you like it?"

"You're one hot, sexy chick. It was better than I imagined."

I was still drunk, high, and horny and didn't even realize that my hand was roaming over my chest, tweaking my nipples. I was also touching my clit. I didn't catch what I was doing until I noticed the guys staring at me.

Dylan then said, "I told you she wasn't done yet, guys. Look at her, she's still horny."

When he said that, I wasn't embarrassed at all. I spread my legs wider and announced, "I'm ready whenever you fellas are."

Dylan snickered and remarked, "Well then, why don't you get on your knees and help us out?"

He guided me to the center of the room, where I knelt, and I was quickly surrounded by five naked men with their cocks in various stages of excitement. As they encircled me, I was treated to five dicks in my face. I started working on one dick while stroking two others and made my way around the circle, sucking each of them for thirty seconds or so before moving on to the next. If I wasn't sucking or stroking them, they would slap their dicks on my forehead or cheeks.

I was having a smorgasbord of cocks at my disposal, which is every woman's slutty dream. I wanted to get them hard so they could all fuck me again. Before long, they were all erect and wet from my saliva.

They were ready for more action, and so was I. I was only waiting for instructions on how they wanted me. Dylan laid on the floor and told me to get on top of him, and I quickly stuffed his dick into my pussy and rode him a few times.

He spread my ass cheeks wide and asked, "Who wants to fuck her ass?"

Needless to say, they all did, but I had one requirement, which was, "You need to use some lube first."

I remembered how painful it was when Dylan dry fucked my ass.

He then said, "Someone get the lube from my nightstand."

There was a mad scramble to Dylan's room with Joey coming out with the lube in his hands, looking like he had won a million dollars. I looked back to see him greasing himself up. I was expecting him to put some lube inside me, too, but I felt his dick back there instead. Before I could say anything, Joey pushed himself into me and started to fuck my ass. He wasn't as big as Dylan, and I was more experienced at anal sex, so while it was uncomfortable at first, it didn't hurt.

Now that my ass and pussy were full of cock, the remaining three knelt in front of me. I took turns sucking their dicks while stroking the other two. It was a bit distracting trying to concentrate on stimulating five dicks at once, but I did my best.

I felt like an insatiable slut that night. I couldn't get enough cock. After Joey came in my ass, Tom was the next in line and began to drill my asshole. It was easier to suck and stroke two dicks while taking the other two in my pussy and ass. Hank tried to hold out, but he came in my mouth while Aaron waited until Tom was done with my ass before taking his place.

I had two orgasms while the fellas took their turns with my holes. After Aaron came in my ass, Dylan took his place. It didn't take him long to cum after entering my backside. I had four loads of cum up my ass. After catching my breath, I left to freshen up again and texted Luke.

"I'm done with round two. Four of them fucked my ass. I'm pretty tired too, but still horny."

"That's my girl. I can't wait to hear all about it," my husband said in his reply.

"I'll call you when I get back to Mom's."

"I'll wait up for your call. Have fun."

When I returned to the living room, Joey and Tom had fallen asleep, but Dylan, Hank, and Aaron looked like they were hoping for more. Hank and Aaron weren't the most attractive men around, so I assumed they were going to take advantage of the opportunity to get laid as much as possible as long as I was up to it. I was getting tired myself, but still had what seemed like an unquenchable itch in my pussy that needed to be scratched.

I didn't need anymore to drink or smoke, and before long, I found myself in the familiar position of being on my knees with three dicks hanging in my face. None of them were erect, and it was up to me to bring them back to life if I wanted to get fucked again.

Dylan was the first to get hard, and he had me lie on my back. As he was fucking me in the missionary position, I continued to work on Hank and Aaron's dicks. Dylan fucked me for a long time before he came. Hank and Aaron decided to DP me again. Hank was the only one who didn't take me anally, so he claimed my ass. He at least lubed me up properly before sodomizing me as I rode Aaron.

I was the first to cum followed by Hank. Hank kept telling me how lovely my ass was while fucking it, and while cumming. It may have been the first time he's fucked a woman's ass. I was tired, so Aaron laid me on my back while he finished up in my pussy.

We were all tapped out after that. It took me a while to recuperate from my hours-long gang bang. I didn't want to fall asleep there, that's for sure. I groggily got dressed and called a rideshare. When the car came, the driver looked at me and smiled. It must have been obvious that I just got done being fucked. Little did he know that I had sex with five guys that night.

When I got back to my Mom's, the first thing I did was take a long, hot shower. I looked in the mirror before I got into the shower, and I looked like shit. I had dry cum around my pussy, ass, face, and hair. My makeup was smeared, and I looked half-dead from being so tired.

After a long, hot shower, I called Luke and gave him most of the details of my adventures that night. I promised to call him in the morning. I gave him more details the next day as he jerked off while hearing of how I sucked, fucked, and took five guys up my ass.

When he asked me, "How are you feeling today?" I replied, "I'm exhausted and hungover, but I'm going back tonight."