This is the story of how my sexual desires changed my life for the better. It is what started me on the road to the sexual obsession that I now thoroughly enjoy. This one trip and meeting the right guy changed me from an insecure girl with low self-esteem into the horny promiscuous woman I now am. It happened a few months after my 5 year marriage was dissolved through divorce. After some time and since I’ve been very naughty, I finally am comfortable to write about it and share myself to the world. But first let me give you a little background about myself. I hope you won’t get too bored!
I was 19 when I lost my virginity. I only had 3 sexual partners before I got married at 22. I was a novice when it came to sex and my ten year older husband, was a lot more experienced. He taught me a lot, but I still didn’t like sucking on his cock. The marriage turned sour after 2 years, when I found out that I couldn’t have children. It was as though our sex life disappeared and his verbal abuse began. He told me that I was unattractive and that no one would want a barren girl like me. Finally, just before I turned 28, he gave me divorce papers. He said he had found someone who could give him kids; I was devastated. I even thought about ending my life, but my friend Emma helped me through my depression.
A year later, when my company sent me to Vegas for a week long seminar, my friend told me to take the opportunity to find a hunk and have him fuck my brains out. She said sex had always been a cure for her troubles and she felt that was what I needed to get back to living. I guess she was tired of my complaining and my constantly depressed state. Since I hadn’t felt a man’s arms around me or any type of sexual gratification except my vibrator for years, I released that she was probably right. But I’m not a slut and didn’t know how to attract a guy. I’ve been told so many times by my ex that I wasn’t pretty.
Anyway, at registration I met Ken. We kept running into each other during the day and he finally asked me to dinner. He was very handsome, taller than me and nice muscle. He looked a little like Brad Pitt. We hit it off during dinner, but I just said goodbye the first night with just a handshake. I was so used to my mother telling me not to give it up earlier, because a guy wouldn’t respect me in the morning. I went back to my room and used my vibrator thinking of him.
The next day I didn’t see him until lunch, but again we went to dinner. This time I let him kiss me before we said good night. He did his best trying to persuade me to come back to his room. But I was a good girl and didn’t go.
I didn’t see him until the end of the third day. He seemed kind of happy to see me, but turned to walk away. I was disappointed because I’d been fantasizing about him putting his strong arms around me and sharing a passionate kiss.
“Ken,” I said, “I’ve been thinking about you all day and they have been naughty thoughts. So I was wondering if we could have room service in your room tonight, instead of going out,” I blurted it without bothering to think of what I was asking.
He looked at me with his eyes twinkling, grabbed my hand and whisked me away. Even though there were others in the elevator, we were passionately kissing all the way up to his room. I was in heaven with finally being kissed by a hunk after all this time. Once inside, we quickly undressed each other.
As I was in his arms he whispered, “Kathryn, I thought you didn’t like me or something. God I want you so bad. You are so beautiful.”
Oh my god! I hadn’t been told I was beautiful in like forever. I instantly became wet. The next thing I knew, he had me on my back with my legs spread apart. Then he devoured my pussy. I was in heavenly bliss as he dined at my clit.
I moaned in delight and sensually said, “Oh Ken, it’s been such a very long time since I’ve had sex. So please take it slow.”
As his fingers were rubbing my clit, he looked up at me, smiled and replied, “Kathryn, you are such an attractive lady. I can’t believe guys aren’t knocking down your door to make love to you.”
“I wish that was true,” I moaned.
Then he pushed two fingers into my very tight soaked pussy and continued licking my clit. I grabbed his head and pushed it harder on my wet pussy. My hips were moving exuberantly, as he continued his meal in between my legs. I had them spread so wide enjoying his fingers tantalizing my pussy. Suddenly, I pushed his head deep into my pulsating pud of wetness, while gushing with a huge orgasm. I kept shaking for the longest time. When I let him go, he knelt up with a very wet face, smiled and asked if I enjoyed that. I nodded yes and took a deep breath. Then he said that I needed to suck on his cock and get him rock hard.
So he lay down on his back and I went over to his cock. Wow! He had it nicely trimmed. Being only the fifth guy I’ve ever seen naked, his manhood looked very inviting. I took it in my hand and began rubbing it. Then I flicked my tongue on his tip. Slowly I put it in my mouth and sucked on his head. A little bit more and I felt him rising to the occasion. It grew so big. I only could take only part of it in my mouth, but I did lick his shaft. It wasn’t as bad as I remembered; not at all like my ex’s smelly, bad taste cock. Ken’s was so yummy. I began to enjoy licking it like an ice cream cone. Once it was in my mouth again, he began pumping up. I gagged, when it reach too deep and lifted my head off gasping for air. As I continued rubbing his rock hard shaft with one hand, I looked into his eyes and smiled.
They were glistening as he said, “You aren’t used to sucking a huge cock are you?”
I grinned, whipped the saliva off my chin, and answered, “I’m not used to taking any cock in my mouth. I have a better place to put that big thing.”
I moved forward and positioned my pussy above his cock. Placing it at my wet entrance, I slowly sat down on his huge throbbing uncovered member. It felt so good going into my very tight pussy.
Once he was almost all the way in, I began bouncing up and down on top of him. It hurt a little at first, but after his thick rod stretched me out, it was pure pleasure. Lowering my B cup breast over him, he took the hint and began playing with them. It felt so good, as he yanked on my nipples making them stand erect. He kept pumping up into me as I ground down on his cock. The feeling of my nipples being played with and his huge thick cock ramming in me, just did it. In a few minutes, I shook with another great orgasm. I fell on top of him and stopped moving.
He whispered, asking if I was okay. I just sighed that I was and told him that it’d been more than 2 years since I’d had sex. He didn’t say anything. Suddenly, he pushed me off him and told me to lie on my back. Grabbing my legs, he dragged me to the edge of the bed. He stood in front of me and pushed my legs up over my body and thrust his cock back into me.
As he did, he said, “That is way too long Kathryn. Let’s see if we can make up for lost time.” He pushed his raging rod all the way in.
It felt so good. I had my eyes open leaning up on my arms watching that big thing going in and out of me. It made such nice slurping music, as he speedily pumped me. I started to build up to another wonderful orgasm, which is not normal for me. Usually one or two and I are done. But tonight, seeing his eyes twinkling while watching my boobs jiggling, I knew I was going to have another. Then he closed his eyes, leaned farther over me and bent my knees pushing my legs further up my body. It forced me to lie flat on my back. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sex music of his nice cock ramming in and out of me.
I usually don’t talk during sex, but as I was building up to another wonderful orgasm, I blurted, “Oh God! It feels so good! Fuck my pussy Ken! Oh yes! That’s it! Fuck it harder! Oh Yes! Ah! Ah! I just love it!”
I guess with my loud moaning he really started to thrust harder into me. I could feel all of him deep inside me, forcing another orgasm. A few more pumps and I gushed again, but he didn’t stop impaling me. A minute later he grunted and pulled out. Instead of dumping it inside me, he placed his throbbing hard rod on my stomach and began squirting semen with some spattering on my boobs and face. When he finished, he laid next to me on the bed to catch his breath. I sat up and looked at the puddle of cum that was just dumped on my belly button.
Then I did something I’ve never done before. I took my finger, touched some of it and tasted it. Oh My! It’s a little salty but not bad. You see I had never tasted a guy’s semen before. Even when my ex wanted to squirt it in my mouth, I’d said no. So at 28 years of age, his was the first semen that I’d ever tasted. I took some more and sucked it off my finger. It was yummy.
Ken suddenly blurted, “Oh Kathryn I’m so sorry about the mess. Let me get something to clean it up.”
Before I could say anything, he quickly got up and came back with a towel. I took one more little scoop of the great tasting stuff. As I was sucking on my finger, he wiped it off my stomach and boobs.
Then he sat next to me and said, “You are so beautiful. I can’t believe a guy like me is here with such a gorgeous hot woman. Has it really been over years since you had sex?”
I rolled over on my side, leaned up on his chest and answered, “Yes it has been because I was going through a nasty divorce.” Then I asked, “Do you really think that I’m beautiful?”
I guess the years of degrading comments from my ex have taken its toll on my self-esteem, although I never have thought of myself as being pretty. I have small breast and guys seem to like big breasted women. I always felt like guys didn’t like me. But I’ve been told that I have a beautiful smile and nice eyes. Still without big bosom I felt ugly.
He sat me up, looked right into my eyes and answered, “You are a very attractive, hot, sexy, and sensual woman. You have very nice legs and I can just imagine you in a short skirt showing them off and your cute rounded ass. Your smile is intoxicating. Then when you look at me with those big blue eyes, I just want to make love to you. Don’t let anyone ever tell you that you aren’t beautiful.”
Wow, I was taken back and suddenly felt special. So we called room service, ate and talked for hours. I told him my life story about how much of a novice I am sexually and that I was finally ready to expand my sexual experience; but just needed a nice guy to show me the way. He told me that he would be glad to help me in this endeavor. We laughed and then had sex again.
This time, he finished me doggy and came deep inside me. I guess telling him that I couldn’t have kids, was very advantageous for me. I love feeling cum squirting into me. A man’s warm spew inside me just turns me on knowing that I caused him to squirt.
On Thursday we went to breakfast and attended a couple of seminars. Then we played hooky all afternoon. I had another three wonderful orgasms, while enjoying his eight-inch cock (at least that was the size he told me it was). Afterwards, we went shopping. We had discussed the idea that, if I wanted to continue to attract men, I’d need to dress more revealingly. He said my outfits were way too conservative to draw attention to myself.
So, after a few hours of trying on and modeling clothes for him, I found a few new short dresses and skirts. Then we went to another store and I came out modeling this form fitting, bright blue, spaghetti strapped top that I was supposed to wear with tights or pants underneath. Luckily I had my jeans still on, but Ken had a better idea for it. He took the pair of black stockings that we just bought from the bag and told me to put them on instead of my pants. He told me I would look so hot wearing just stockings with it and a G-string panty. When I came out modeling it for him, it barely covered my butt. He liked it and so did two other guys who were waiting for their wives. They all told me I looked very alluring in it.
Then he asked if I still wanted to start new experiences. I giggled and said I did. Smiling he said, “Well then Kathryn, this will be your first lesson. It’s called being an exhibitionist.”
I was nervous when he walked me over to a chair. Sitting down, I kept my knees tightly together and pulled the top down as far as I could. Ken walked around me and told me to spread my legs apart. Looking at the three of them with lusty grins, I slowly moved my legs apart to give them the view they wanted. Never exposing my body in public before, I was so uncomfortable doing do so. But one guy told me that I should be happy flaunting my looks. The other guy asked me to open my legs farther and pull up my top a little higher.
“You mean like this?” I smiled and asked, as I pulled up the top to expose my panty.
They nodded yes, ogling at my exposed self. But I was getting a huge rush of excitement too. Wow! I was beginning to enjoy my new-found gift for attention. When I looked behind them, I saw a few more guys stopping to gaze at me. I begin giggling, while spreading my legs even wider apart. Then a couple of women came out of the dressing room. I quickly stood and went back to change like nothing happened. That shopping trip with all of the guys stares and compliments, gave me such a thrill. I thought to myself that I could get used to that type of attention and maybe Ken was right. I am beautiful.
Once back at Ken’s room, we kissed and got undressed to take a quick shower before we made love again. Instead, Ken told me that there was one more little detail he needed me to do. Afterwards, I would be transformed into an alluring temptress. I asked what it was. He lifted me on the counter in the bathroom, took out his electric razor and told me that I needed to trim my bush. I laughed, but he was serious. So he trimmed most of it off. Then he took his razor and shaved me completely clean. I felt so horny from him doing that and I loved the new look. We took a shower together and made love in the shower. Afterward he gave me a nice massage and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
When we awoke on Friday morning, I was in such a joyful state. It was such a long time that I’ve felt that happy. We went to breakfast and then a few more seminars. It was like I had finally found what was missing in my life and now I wanted more. So when Ken asked if I was still interested in expanding my sexual experiences even further, I eagerly said that I was. So that’s when he showed me an advertisement and asked if I would be up for it.
I read it, smiled and asked, “Do you think I’m ready for that type of venue?”
“Yes I do Kathryn,” he replied. “You would be the hottest girl there. But you will need to practice one little thing first.”
I smiled, put my arms around his neck and kissed him. Then I sensually asked, “What do I need practice with?”
He laughed and answered, “Sucking cock and swallowing semen.”
All afternoon I practiced on his yummy cock. I even swallowed one load and it was fantastic. Very tasty! I remember thinking that doing that with my ex was disgusting, but after Ken, I now feel differently. I was such a beginner, but I did finally get the hang of it. So I guess I was now ready for my next step in expanding my sexual journey.
After the last seminar was over and because it was our last night in town, Ken suggested doing something to expand my sexuality by going to a swingers club. He laughed when he told me it would be my ‘cumming-out party.’ I started to feel uneasy about the idea. He explained that, if I regressed so easily, how I would expand my new-found persona? Also if I didn’t explore all avenues of my sexuality now, I would regret it later in life.
I knew he was right and asked him if he had ever been to this club before. He said he hadn’t, so I asked him how he’d heard about it. He laughed and told me a girl that he met here last year bragged about it. So this year he checked it out online and thought he would try it, if he had a girl to take. Then he laughed and pointed to me as being that girl.
He then gave me a sad potting look and said: “So Kathryn, it’s up to you. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to and we can leave any time you say. Just go and give it a try. I know you’ll thank me later.”
Looking disappointed I asked, “You don’t want to make love to me anymore?”
“Oh no, that’s not it,” he replied. “Remember Wednesday I told you I would help you in your endeavor to expand your new-found sexuality? Well that is what I doing. And we can make love there. They have rooms for couples like us.”
Well I couldn’t argue that point, so I smiled and agreed knowing that I can still have sex with him. That seemed to make him very happy. I went back to my room and I took a nice long bubble bath. I shaved everything including my pussy again. As I was wrapped in a towel there was a knock on my door. It was Ken. He was wearing black pants and a nice blue polo shirt that showed off his muscles. I asked him what he wanted me to wear. He had a big devious grin when he suggested a blue top I’d worn earlier when I exposed myself shopping. ‘Oh my god; that’s way too short,’ I thought. But he insisted.
I put it on, with black thigh high stockings, a black G-string panty and my new black stilettos. Also I didn’t wear a bra, therefore my nipples protruded from under the tight material. Looking in the full-length mirror, I pulled the top down as far as I could, but it barely covered the tops of my stockings. When I raised my arms up, it rose to where it was barely covering my panty. I was so uncomfortable wearing it out in public. Then I told myself that I needed to get over my inhibitions. I rationalized that I’d seen other girls wear dresses like this one and I needed to advertise myself in order to eliminate my own shyness and fears.
Ken took one look at me and blurted, “Oh Kathryn, you look very enticing. I think I’m going to get jealous tonight with all of those guys admiring your beauty.”
He came over to me put his strong arms around me and kissed me. Then he whispered, “You will be the hottest girl there.” Wow! I never been told that I would be the hottest girl anywhere before.
Now dinner was at a busy restaurant off the strip. I was generating a lot of stares as we waited in the lobby for a table. I kept my knees tightly together with my hands in my lap. I tried to get over my self-consciousness. When we got up for a table, I didn’t pull my dress back down and it barely covered my ass. As I walked by a table full of guys, I could feel their stares and I wiggled my walk a little bit more. Dinner was great and we split a bottle of wine, although I drank most of it. I was becoming extremely nervous about this whole endeavor and the wine did help. Becoming a little tipsy, I’d even stopped keeping my knees tightly together and didn’t care who looked. The table where those guys were sitting was close enough to where I bet they got a nice view.
Anyway, around 10 P.M., we finally found the hidden party house in east Las Vegas. There were a lot of cars in a vacant lot next to it. I was now starting to get very worried wearing such a revealing outfit. As we walked toward this secluded abode, suddenly I was engulfed by huge adrenaline rush of excitement. We walked in and saw this huge room. There was music playing, many couples dancing and some unattached guys standing at the bar. I felt like they all were staring at me! A friendly burly guy asked for our donation of $40 per couple and inquired if this was our first time here. I tightly held Ken’s arm and said it was. Looking at Ken, he explained the rules about no one upstairs unless they are a couple, NO means NO and to practice safe sex, as he pointed to a large bowl filled with condoms.
Just as we were walking away he said: “Oh by the way. Just some advice! I wouldn’t take your beautiful lady to the Red Room. This is singles night, so there are a lot of guys looking for a girl like her to have fun with. It would be wise to stay out of it.” He pointed to a red door. I giggled and for some reason became very curious about that room.
Anyway it was BYOB (bring your own booze) and we didn’t bring any. A nice guy wearing a white bandana on his head told us that I could help myself to his. The bar guy then made me a double margarita and we began talking for a while. He said he came there every Friday because they allow single guys in for $150, while single girls are free. Then he laughed and told us that there is usually a little more action, but tonight it seemed a little dead. Well, it seemed crowded enough to me.
Every time I looked over at him he was checking me out by staring at my legs. When he looked up at me, his eyes would stop at my chest. I just thought he was a typical horny guy, but for some reason I was enjoying his stares. I knew he wanted me and now I liked the attention because he was cute.
Anyway, I was becoming very giddy and wanted to dance. I grabbed Ken’s hand and we went to the dance floor. As we danced, I was becoming very amorous and kept rubbing my body up against him. When I twirled, I could see TJ staring at me and smiling. I had forgotten how high my dress rose up with my hands in the air. Becoming tipsier from that margarita, I teasingly kept rubbing up against Ken asking about peeking in the Red Room; just to see. I don’t know why I was so fixated about it, but I was.
After a while, Ken became tired and wanted to rest. He whispered about finding us a private place so he could make love to me and then walked away to search. I had so much energy and still wanted to dance, so when TJ took my hand, I smiled and waved bye to Ken. As we danced, he continually complimented me on my beauty and how hot I looked swaying to the music. He said I was making a lot of guys horny, desiring me. Then he kissed me and I kissed him back.
He whispered, “Gorgeous you have such a nice ass and those longs legs are very enticing. I bet you’re one hot little fuck too. I would love to take you to the Red room and find out. Want to go?”
Wow! I liked those compliments because my ex used to tell me that no one else would ever want a prude like me. I was becoming very turned on knowing guys became horny just by looking at me. Then he asked if I wanted to see what goes on in the Red Room.
I quickly screeched, “Oh my God! YES!” But for some reason, I missed him saying he wanted to have sex with me. All I heard was Red Room.
He smiled and pulled me toward it. But before we went in, we stopped at the bar and told the bartender to make me a special drink. I watched intently as this guy pour some tequila and margarita mix over some ice. Then he took a small packet that contained a white powder and he shook it into the blender. After he poured the finished cocktail into a large glass, he handed it to me.
“Now gorgeous, if you drink this you will have such a great time. But I have to warn you that some girls have become uncontrollably horny and total sluts afterwards. So drink it at your own risk,” he blurted.
I took a sip and it was very yummy. Looking up at him, I asked what the white powder was. That’s when TJ laughed and answered, “Oh don’t worry about that gorgeous. It’s not a date rape drug or ecstasy or anything harmful, although you may feel ecstasy afterwards. Most girls do!”
They laughed and the bartender added, “Sweetie, it’s called Spice. It’s completely safe and girls have thanked me because they had the best sex ever. But if you feel uneasy about it, by all means don’t drink it. But if you do, I guarantee you’ll be a very contented girl. It’s your choice!”
As a result of having danced for an hour, I was terribly thirsty, so I began sipping and then gulping it. Mmmm!
Ken came back and said he’d found us a nice private room. I giggled and said that TJ was going to take me in the Red Room, as soon as I’d finished this yummy drink. Ken wasn’t happy about that, but TJ told him it would be fun for me. Then he asked Ken what it would take to let me go into that room.
Ken looked angry, but motioned TJ to follow him. I watched thinking they were going to fight, but instead they stopped near a back wall and began to argue. Then TJ took something out of his pocket that looked like money and gave it to Ken. He looked at it and put it in his pocket.
I was just finishing my drink, when they came back. Ken looking into my eyes blurted, “So I’m going to leave it up to you Kathryn. Do you want to go into the Red Room and have sex with TJ and maybe a few others or come with me for our own little rendezvous?”
I had just finished the last drop of my drink and I looked at Ken and slurred, “Well isn’t that why you brought me here to have sex with others? So I guess I want to see what all the fuss is about in that room”
I got up off my stool, almost falling and TJ held me up. Then all three of us walked into the mysterious Red Room. I guess my curiosity just got the better of me and I also was feeling aroused by the sex talk. Being tipsy, I’d thought I was only going to visit the room and didn’t plan to stay. Sex didn’t even occur to me, but I was eager to find out what was in the room.
The large room was nothing special. It was dimly lighted with couches scattered all over the place, padding on the floor, and I heard sounds of sex in one corner. Okay my curiosity was satisfied and time to leave. Just as I was about to turn around and go, I suddenly become really hot. It was as if a fire was ignited in between my legs and I wanted it quenched with a big throbbing cock. I had this uncontrollable urge to be ravished. I started to sway with the music and began rubbing my hands up and down my body and boobs. TJ came over and held me so I could rub myself up against him and it felt extremely satisfying. He asked how I was feeling, but I think he already knew.
I giggled and slurred, “What was in that drink. I’m so fucking horny. Are you going to make love to me?”
I pushed myself harder against TJ’s body and passionately kissed him. When we broke for air, he pulled up my dress so others could see me. I didn’t care as long as someone was going to quench my sexual thirst. He rubbed my drenched pussy, pulling the G-string tight in my butt, and bent me forward so guys could see my ass. I could hear guys commenting on my how they were going to fuck me.
“Do you want me to fuck you Kathryn?” was his question. Then he continued, “We told you it was just a little Spice to get you relaxed. Some girls also become very hot and horny. I was hoping it would have that effect on you too and I see it has. You’ll thank me later by being one, happy, satisfied little girl. But right now we all need to see that exquisite fuckable body of yours.”
The next thing I remember was being taken over to one of the couches. I helped them pull down my top and take off my panty. I willing spread my legs apart so everyone, now five guys, including Ken and TJ, could see my hairless, swollen, wet pussy. It was like the whore part of me was finally allowed out of a cage and set free. All of my long time sexual restraints were suddenly disappearing. I was feeling so libidinous. I’ve never had so many guys at a time before, but for some reason I wanted all of them, like a hidden desire.
As I was holding two guys’ cocks, TJ stood in front pushing my legs farther apart. Suddenly I heard Ken yell my name. I looked up and smiled at him, just as a bright flash blinded me for a moment. He was holding his phone and snapped a flash photo. Then TJ pulled me down, pushed my legs up, and dropped his head in between them. Devouring my drenched excited pussy, just made me sigh with pleasure. As I was moaning, my nipples were being pulled with those other two guys suddenly pushed their cocks into my mouth.
It was an exhilarating sexual feeling like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I was electrified having fun slurping on these guys’ bare cocks, while TJ was giving such fantastic bliss. Suddenly I shook with my first of many orgasms that I had that night. I couldn’t believe how quickly I came, because it usually takes me a longer to build up to it.
When I did, TJ stopped licking and fingering me, looked up at me with his face wet and asked, “So gorgeous! Since you just enjoyed a huge orgasm, is it okay for all of us fuck you? You have such a gorgeous firm fuckable body. It would give us great pleasure to hear your screams of ecstasy over and over again. We would enjoy having that hot little cunt of yours feel our big cocks. Well, what do you say?”
He started to finger my pussy again as they waited for an answer. It felt so good, making me crave more euphoria that I was already feeling. I quickly moaned, “Oh yes, I want to feel you all deep inside me!”
A guy with his phone was pointed at me and told TJ that he’d gotten it all. TJ smiled and told me that they all would be happy to grant my wish. At the time I didn’t care.
Quickly, TJ pushed my legs up and began to enter my very excited pussy with his big bare cock. I have to say, that felt so damn good going into me that I almost came again, but instead I loudly moaned with the intense pleasure it was giving me. Then he started to fuck me very slowly, while the other guys watched and had me play with their cocks.
I squealed and moaned while yelling, “Oh yes, that’s it! Oh god it feels so good! I can feel all of you in me. Oh yes. Harder!”
As he pushed deeper into me, I lustfully moved my hips with his rhythm enjoying him so much, while my boobs jiggle back and forth with each one of his pleasurable thrusts. As I was relishing his cock throbbing in me, a guy with tattoos and long hair walked in.
He watched what was going and yelled, “Great, a gang-bang!”
I turned toward him and smiled. He smiled back, walked up closer and asked if he could partake.
I moaned, “I guess so! Oh that feels so good! Fuck me harder TJ! Oh yes.”
He turned to TJ and asked the same question. TJ slowed down and answered, “Sure, dude! The more the merrier. But all of us have to finish her first.”
The guy laughed, quietly said something to TJ, left, and in a few minutes came back with four guys behind him.
When I turned back to concentrate on TJ, he picked up the pace and was speedily pumping me, creating such a stir that I again came in orgasmic bliss. He just kept plowing into my pussy as I squealed in pleasure until he finally pulled out. Taking his cock to my face, he told me to open wide as he shot a huge load into my mouth. To my surprise, I loved it and swallowed most of it. I’d never had any guy do that before and always thought it was disgusting, but that night I enjoyed it. That’s when things started to become a little fuzzy and everyone else started having fun with me.
With my new top starting to become cum stained, I had them take it off over my head as I was waiting for the next guy’s to take his turn. Now naked except for my stockings, the group began a non-stop display of lust with me as their licentious sperm receptacle and for some reason I enjoyed every minute of it. Ken even took a turn. It was like being in a real live porno flick! The only difference was some guys came really quickly, like after a few pumps then they came on me. Others lasted longer and a few lasted a long, long time. TJ did me three times, the last in my ass and was also the first time that I ever had anal sex It hurt but the guys seem to love fucking me there.
Anyway, I was constantly screaming to fuck me harder. When one guy finished, I would turn back and ask who was next on many occasions. I was so out of control and was having so many wonderful orgasms in the process. It was a night to remember and I often relive it, as I play with my vibrator. I just don’t know what got into me that night. Maybe it was that drink that allowed me to eliminate all of my inhibitions. I really just don’t know. Any guesses?
Oh! I also had another first time for me that I should mention. It was when TJ and the tattooed guy doubled me and then they made me air tight. Now that felt so good with two cocks rubbing in my inner sanctums and one on my mouth. I thought I was going to die in orgasmic bliss, because I had several one right after the other. It was something I now often enjoy.
I do remember yelling that it hurt at first, but then moaned, “Oh yes, that’s it. Oh God it feels so good. Don’t stop. Oh yes!”
Well to end this tale of debauchery, I was in this unbelievable state of utter euphoria until early morning and was a gooey mess when it was all over. One guy after another took me, creating such indescribable elation for all of us. I didn’t know who was doing me at any time, except TJ. I always knew when he put his cock in me, because he always said something nice to me, like, “Kathryn I hope you are enjoying this as much as all of us. Your body is so fucking hot and I love the new look with our cream all over you.”
I would moan back something like, “OH! Yes I am! Don’t stop! I want to feel all of you deep inside me and cumming all over me.”
When I was finally coming down from my high, I had cum dripping all over my body and from my stretched holes. I guess that burly guy was there watching during the event too. I even think he took a turn.
As guys were leaving, he stood me up and said, “Gorgeous you are welcome back any time. Go clean up and I have a surprise for you.”
He pointed me to a door in the back of the room that had a small shower and toilet in it. As cum crept down my thighs, Ken helped me over to it. Yes, I hurt a little trying to walk, but not as much as the next couple of days when my pussy and ass were very sore.
He turned on the water. When he helped me off with my torn stockings, he went to throw them in a small trash can in the corner. But instead he picked it up and brought it over to me and said, “Look Kathryn. See how many happy guys you made tonight.”
It was more than half full of used condoms. I don’t know it they were all mine because other girls were in the room too.
After I dressed, I couldn’t find my panty. As I was finally leaving the building, the burly guy stopped me and said, “Where are you going, you can’t leave just yet. We have something to give you.”
I turned around and waited for him, the bartender and TJ to walk up to me. The burly guy said, “For the best of the night, here is a free pass. Just call me ahead of time so I can set something special up for you.”
Then he laughed and handed me a white envelope, saying, “You had the most men ever at the club. It was sure fun watching you fuck all them there dudes. So we got together and took up a collection. Hope it will entice you to come back and see us again.”
The bartender also chimed in and said, “Now you have to tell me if drinking the Spice was worth it and made you one satisfied girl. I know I had fun enjoying your sexy body.”
I just looked at him smiled and answered, “I’ve never been so naughty before and I had so many wonderful orgasms, which is also a first for me. So I guess you can say that I’m totally satisfied.” I giggled as we left.
When we got to the car I began feeling very remorseful, but opened the envelope. Oh my God! There was money in it. Now I was even more ashamed of my scandalous behavior.
I looked sheepishly at Ken and said, “I don’t know what happened or what I was doing. I don’t even know how many guys had sex with me. Do you know Ken?”
Tears formed in my eyes, when he answered, “Kathryn, if you really want to know, I’ll tell you, but you probably should just forget it. But instead ask yourself if you had fun and enjoyed the night like you just said you did to TJ. I mean it sure seemed like you were having fun from the way you kept screaming for someone to fuck you.”
I looked into his sad eyes and replied, “Well, thinking about it, I guess you’re right. I did have fun from all of my yummy orgasms. I just didn’t know who was giving them to me.”
He laughed and asked me if it really matter as long as I enjoyed it. Suddenly it hit me! I really did enjoy it! It is just that I’ve never done anything like that before and now felt so mortified and slutty. I asked Ken if he thought that I was a whore since they gave me money.
He smiled, held me and answered, “Kathryn I’m so happy that I got to watch you enjoying the night. I have and always will think of you as a classy lady. The money was just a thank you, not a payment. So no, you are not a whore or ever will be in my book.”
I held him tightly, laid my head on his shoulder, closed my eyes and we drove back to the hotel.
Well, that is my little story. It is what started me off on my new-found road of pleasure. I was a little embarrassed when Ken showed me the photos, but then I realized that that was me in the pictures and I was enjoying myself. If it weren’t for that night, I probably would still be a frustrated horny girl, afraid to go out and enjoy the pleasures of sex. It’s been almost three years and I’ve enjoyed so much slutty fun. I would love to write about it, that is, if you guys want me to write another story. I’m still so new at writing about my adventures. So I’m looking forward to all of your nice or explicit comments and suggestions. Maybe if you are nice, we can hook up and write our own story if I’m ever in your area.
Oh lastly, I have to mention that not all of those guys used condoms. So when I returned home, I immediately got checked and was lucky to not catch anything. I’m a lot more cautious now and practice safe sex. I even get checked every few months, just to play it safe.
I bet you are still curious to how many guys had sex with me. So was I. I kept bugging Ken for months to tell me. We kept in touch for our yearly little convention, although we haven’t gone back to the swingers club. But I do enjoy Ken and he always has a few friends available for me too. Well anyway, fourteen different guys put their cocks in me. Many did me more than once. I went from a good girl to a slut all in one night and I ‘m so happy that I did. I wonder what my ex would think of me now, if he ever found out. Should I tell him?
Anyway thanks or reading this long story and for you disbelievers, I can send some photos of my naughty display that Ken took. Just ask!
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