During the holiday break I expected that my sex life would be limited to Billy, Jimmy and occasionally Bert, but it turned out that I was wrong.

The company Christmas party was held on a Friday night and one of the guys in the mailroom asked me to go with him.  I spent most of Thursday and Friday trying to make up my mind as to whether to give it up to him or not and it turned out that I wasted a lot of time on the subject.  He was passed out drunk two hours into the party.

Mom wasn’t there because dad’s company party was the same night.  The plan was to go to his party, stay a while and then come to our party.  Mark, Alan and Sam all asked me to dance and I did dance with each of them a couple of times.  Mark and Sam just danced with me, but Alan went out of his way to poke his hard cock into every time he had a chance.  He also played with my boobs and my ass a bit and I didn’t fight it because he wasn’t going to get anywhere.  He was just going to end up going home with a case of blue balls.  At least that is what I thought.

I was coming back from the ladies room and was walking by the coatroom when Alan grabbed me and pulled me inside.  He was pretty quick – I had to give him that – and he had my skirt up, my panties pulled aside and a finger in my pussy before I could say:

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“I’ve waited a long time for this.  You’ve teased the hell out of me for months and now it’s my time.”

He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees.  I was probably as ready for it s he was and I didn’t offer any resistance.  He took his cock out and I leaned forward and swallowed the head and then the dick-head went and ruined it.

“That’s it you little whore.  I knew you were a little cock-teasing slut who really wanted some cock.”

I bit down hard and he yelped and jerked back and my teeth scraped his dick as he pulled it out of my mouth and he yelped again and called me a fucking bitch.  I stood up and said:

“Next time ask asshole.”

I was straightening my dress as he stormed out of the room.  Seconds later I followed him out and as I was turning to go back to the table where I was sitting a voice from behind me said:

“Whatever you did in there didn’t seem to make Alan happy.”

I turned and saw Bob Oldham.

“Hopefully I taught him some manners.”

“It seems that you take after your mother in that respect.  I haven’t taken the time to get to know you since you came to work here.  Can this old man get a dance?”

“I don’t know.  Can I trust you?”

“Now why would you say something like that?”

“My mother told me to watch myself around you.  She told me that you had a thing for younger ladies.”

“Alas, your mother knows me too well.  She is probably afraid that I’ll offer to show you my etchings.”

“Oh?  You have etchings?  I’ve never seen etchings.”

I thought I’d have a little fun and tease one of my mother’s lovers so I said:

“Too bad you can’t leave your own party because I would really like to see some etchings.”

And then he caught me off guard.

“Oh but I can leave the party long enough to show you my etchings.  I have an apartment here in the hotel for nights when I work late or have to entertain guests from out of town.”

He offered me his arm and said, “Come along and I’ll show you my collection.”

I was caught so all I could do was take his arm and go with him.  In the elevator I wondered if he was going to try to seduce me and I wondered what I should do if he did.  It would be a kick doing one of mother’s lovers and after all I had considered doing Mark, Alan and Sam (or all three), but I wasn’t all that sure that mom would be happy about it if she found out.  The question that was weighing on me the most as the elevator went up was how would Mr. Oldham take it if I shot him down?  Would he take it out on my mom?  I was another one of those ‘damned if you do and damned if you don’t’ situations that I seemed to keep getting into.

We got off the elevator on the eighth floor and Mr. Oldham led me to apartment 8B.  We entered and he closed the door behind us.  He hit a light switch and the lights came on and I saw that the walls were covered with pictures in frames.

“Do you really want to se etchings my dear?”

There it was!  Fish or cut bait time.  I turned to him and kissed him.  When I took my lips from his I said:

“Maybe later.”

He smiled and said, “You are just so much like your mother” and he led me to his bedroom where I found out why my mother spent so much time with him.  I’d had dozens and dozens of cocks since Mr. Jamison took my cherry, but Bob was my first ten incher.  I had my hand on it when I asked:

“How long can we be gone Mr. Oldham?”

“I think that under the circumstances you can call me Bob and to answer to your question the time doesn’t matter.  I disappear from these things all the time so I won’t be noticed and I saw your date for the evening all ready passed out so I’d say we have a good half hour to forty minutes.  Think that will be enough time?”

“For our first time maybe.”

He chuckled and said, “Oh yes indeed my dear; you are definitely your mother’s daughter.”

I went to my knees in front of him and took his magnificent cock in my hands.  He was hard, rock hard, and it was for me.  I leaned forward and licked the length of him and then parted my lips and took him in my mouth.  He was so big that my jaws started to ache almost immediately.  I tried to suck him, but it hurt to the point that there was no pleasure in it.  I pulled my mouth off of him and said:

“Now; I need you in me now.”

He pulled me to my feet and led me to the bedroom and lifted me onto the bed.  I pulled my dress up to my waist as he pulled my panties off.  He got between my legs, pressed his cock against my pussy and pressed.  I moaned as the head entered me.

“So big!” I gasped as he pressed forward stretching me like I’d never been stretched before.  Bob started pumping, short little strokes to help me get used to his size and as I got used to it I moaned;

 “More, I want more.”

I squealed as he pushed in a little deeper and then I was moaning, “Oh yes, oh fuck yes, fuck me lover, fuck me.”

Bob picked up the pace.  Faster and harder his cock plunged into my pussy and I was calling out “Oh yes, oh God yes” as my body built toward orgasm.  Minutes went by as Bob fucked me hard and fast and then suddenly I was coming.  I screamed as my body exploded in a huge orgasm.  I dug my nails into Bob’s ass and pulled him to me as I cried:

“Give it to me, cum in me.”

He slammed deep and hard into me and I felt his cock swell and then the hot spurts of his release.  I clung to him as my body shook once more and then I held him until he went soft inside me.  Bob pulled out and fell to the bed next to me and said:

“Damn girl; I should have introduced myself to you sooner.  Think of all the time that has been wasted.”

“I’m willing to play catch up.”

He grinned and said “You ready to look at some etchings now?”

“Maybe next time.  Right now I think we should be getting back to your party.”

“You go first and I’ll wait five minutes or so and then follow.  When can we do this again?”

“I have to give you my class schedule and work schedule and you will have to make sure that my mom never finds out.”

The first person I saw when I got back to the party was my mother.  I went to my table and got my drink and then leaving my passed out date in his chair with his head resting on the table I went over and sat down with my mom and dad.  She wanted to know where I’d been and I told her I had been outside getting a breath of fresh air.  Luckily she was looking the other way when Bob returned so I didn’t need to worry about her wondering and maybe putting two and two together and coming up with the right answer.

I danced a couple of times with my dad and a couple of times with other guys.  I saw Alan sitting at a large table with Mark, Sam and their wives and when Mark and Sam were out on the dance floor with their mates I went over and sat down at the table with Alan.

“You fucking bitch!” he snarled at me.

“Your own fault Alan.  You were seconds away from a pretty good blow job and you had to go and ruin it with that “little whore” and “cock teasing slut” bullshit.  I’m not sorry I did it, but some day if you behave and act right I just might kiss it and make it better.  Think on that.”

I got up and went back to mom’s table.

When the party broke up around midnight I left my drunken date where he was and rode home with mom and dad.

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The next day mom and dad went Christmas shopping and since Billy was home we ended up in his room for a couple of hours.  He tried to get in touch with Bert to ask him to join us, but Bert never answered his cell.

Sunday Billy and I went Christmas shopping and ended up spending five hours in a motel room.  Once again Billy tried to reach Bert with no success.  He tried Jimmy, but got no answer there either.  Billy did his best and I didn’t tell him his best, while good, fell short of what I needed that day.  I was beginning to see where my mom was coming from.  One just wasn’t enough.

Monday at work Bob slipped me a key and asked, “Lunch at my apartment?  Say about noonish?”  I smiled and took the key.

I had ‘lunch’ with Bob every day for the rest of the week and when I left the house on Saturday to go shopping I somehow ended up at Bob’s downtown apartment.  Mom wondered how I could spend all day shopping and come home without anything and I passed it off as not finding anything that I liked.  A lie naturally since I had found something that I liked very much and it was attached to Bob.

Christmas came and went and New Years was fast approaching.  For the first time in years I didn’t have a date for New Years Eve.  There were plenty of parties I could go to, but I didn’t like to go to those types of parties alone.  I was just about to the point where I was going to settle for curling up with a book when I got a surprise phone call.  It was Ricky and he asked me if I had a date for New Years Eve.  I told him that I didn’t and he asked me if I would like to go out with him.  I said yes and when I hung up I wondered what was up with that?  I hadn’t heard from him in months and suddenly out of the blue he asks me out.

In the car on the way to the party he was taking me to I asked him straight out what was going on:

  “You haven’t spoken to me since before school started.  I figured you had decided you didn’t want a slut in your life.”

“True, but you do have to admit that you hit me with a major change in our relationship and it wasn’t even a “How would you feel about this” but a flat out “Here is how it is going to be.”  Frankly, I wasn’t even close to being ready for something like that.”

“And now?”

“I came to the conclusion that as much as I missed you I was going to have to find out so here we are.  I do have one thing though.”

“And that is?”

“I always get to be first.”

What’s the matter?  You don’t like sloppy seconds?”

“I’ll probably get plenty of them.  Just because I want to be first doesn’t mean that will be the only time that night, but I would like you to be tight at least once and I figure I can only get that if I’m first.  Also there is the pride thing.”

“The pride thing?”

“I take my girl to a party and some other guy takes her off and fucks her.  How is that going to look to other people?  What does that say about me?  That I can’t take care of business?  That I’m not man enough to hold on to you?  And on and on along those lines.  If I’m first I’m saying I know and it is all right with me.”

“I never thought of it that way, but I guess I can see your point.  I will do my best to see that you are first, but it might not always happen.  When the mood is right and I’m ready I may not be able to find you right away and I won’t spend a whole lot of time looking and as a result lose that feeling,  But I do promise you that I will look for you first.  Good enough?”

“I guess we will just have to see.  Don’t forget, I’m not even sure that I can handle it yet.  I hope I can, but just like you can’t promise me I’ll always be first I can’t promise you that I’ll be able to do it.”

By then we were at the party and as we walked in I made myself a promise that no matter what else happened that night Ricky would be first.

Ricky said he would play designated driver so I hit the punchbowl fully expecting that the non alcoholic punch was spiked.  I spent about two hours drinking and dancing and talking to people.  I was in a pretty mellow mood and I was dancing with a really hot looking guy named Lance and he had his hands all over me.  He was doing a pretty good job of working me up and from the hard thing pushing into my leg I could tell he was worked up also.

“Can we take this some place a little more private?” he asked.

“We probably can, but first I have to ask you how you feel about getting sloppy seconds.”

“I’m cool with it.  Why?”

“I have to tell my boyfriend and he will insist on being first.  If you can handle that go and find us a place while I go find him and let him know what is happening.”

I went and found Ricky and together we went looking for Lance.  Five minutes later I was naked with Ricky in my pussy and Lance in my mouth.  Ricky gave me an orgasm minutes before he came and he kissed me, told me to have fun and he dressed and went back to the party.

Lance quickly took his place.  He was doing me fast and hard and as I moaned and cried and dug my nails into his ass I saw a couple of girls standing in the doorway watching and I wondered if they were thinking that I was a slutty pig or wishing they had the nerve to do what I was doing.  I saw them pushed aside as three guys came though the door and started taking off their pants.

Lance got me off twice before he came and when he pulled out his place was taken by a tall well built blonde.  As the blonde guys’ cock slid into me a chubby redheaded guy offered his cock to my mouth and I opened up and took him in.  The blonde had me right on the edge of cumming when he came and when he pulled out Red took his place and it only took him eight strokes to take me to where the blonde didn’t.  Red fucked me long and hard and got me off again before he came and pulled out.  He pulled out and another one slid into me.

“Having fun?” Ricky asked.

“I’m loving it.”

“Good” he said, “Roll over; I want your ass” and he pulled out and waited until I was on my hands and knees and then he moved behind me.  He pushed a couple of fingers into my soaking cunt and worked them into my butt hole.  After a minute or so he put the head of his cock in place and started working it into me.  As he pushed into me a guy got down on the floor and scooted into place so his cock was right under my face and I did what he wanted. 

Out of the corner of my eye I saw three guys waiting for a turn.  I knew all three of them.  Not by name, but all three were in classes that I was taking and all three were going to be a unique experience for me.  One was black, an exchange student from Nigeria, one was Chinese although from his speech I assumed he was home grown, and one was a Latin and I’d never had sex with a black, an oriental or a Latin guy.

Ricky finished in my ass and I waited for the guy in my mouth to slide out from under me and take Ricky’s place, but he waved at the three waiting and said he was too close to coming to want to move and the oriental hurried over and pushed into my ass.  Less than a minute later the guy in my mouth erupted and I sucked his cream down.  He moved and the black guy took his place.  As my mouth closed around him the thought came to me that I had my own mini United Nations going on.

The oriental pumped his load into my butt and the black guy moved to take his place and the Latin presented himself to my mouth.  There were four more guys in the room by then and I decided to escalate things.  I moved away from the black cock in my ass and mounted the Spanish guy cowgirl and then bent low.  The black dude knew what to do and seconds later he was buried in my ass and going for glory.  One of the four waiting came over and pointed his cock at my face and I opened my mouth and let him walk his dick into place.

Ricky walked in, looked at his watch and said that he needed to leave soon so he could get a couple hours of sleep before going to his job at the Village in.  I took my mouth off the cock in my mouth long enough to tell the guys waiting to close and lock the door.

“I’ll get to all of you, but you guys are the end of the train.”

When they were all done and gone Ricky stood there looking down at me.  I was a cum covered mess.  I looked at him looking at me and said:

“Well?  What do you think?”

He just shrugged, dropped his trousers and fucked me.

We pulled up in front of my house just after three.  It had been a silent ride and I sat on my side of the seat and waited for Ricky to say something.  He never did so when he put the car in park I asked:

“So tell me Ricky; what are you thinking?  The night is behind us.  What are your thoughts on what I did?”

“You don’t get it.  That isn’t the area of concern.  You said it yourself back when you first dumped it on me.  Will I be able to handle it when people start bad mouthing me because I have a gangbanging slut for a girlfriend or bad mouthing you in front of me for what you are doing?  I enjoyed tonight as much as anyone there and that isn’t the part that I wonder if I can handle.  All I can say is that we will have to wait and see.”

Surprisingly enough Ricky was able to handle it, but not without a rough patch or two.  Twice he had to beat the snot out of someone who let his mouth run away and after that the word was out that it would be best if no comments about Ricky and me were verbalized.

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The next two years went by and there were a lot of changes.  Billy joined the Army, Bert got married and Jimmy took a job in another state.  My sex life cooled down a little.  I still had Ricky; Bob was having ‘lunch’ with me a couple of times a week, whenever I worked late on afternoons after school and on the occasional Saturday or Sunday.  I was still getting together with Abby and pulling trains at frat parties once or twice a month.

At work Mark quit and Sam was promoted and transferred to a different city.  Mom was trying to make do with Alan, Bob (when he wasn’t with me) and dad.  She was frustrated and it showed.  She became irritable and snappish and I was seriously considering taking her to one of my parties where I knew she would be screwed senseless. 

And then, quite suddenly, she stopped doing Alan and Bob and it was my dad who started feeling irritable and cranky.  It turned out that mom had entered menopause and it totally scrambled her.  Her sex drive disappeared and it suddenly became apparent why my dad was out of sorts – he wasn’t getting any.

Mother’s condition was the spark that moved me into the next phase of my life.  First, her cutting off Alan spurred him into working harder at getting me into his bed.  We had managed to put the Christmas party behind us and our relationship up to mom’s going off sex had been flirty, but not much more.  I kept telling him that I wouldn’t play with my mom’s toys, but all of a sudden he wasn’t one of mom’s toys and he quickly pointed that out to me.

I had always given some thought to trying out mom’s lovers and I was doing it with Bob so why not Alan now that mom wasn’t using him?  I made him work for it for a couple of weeks, but then one Sunday I met him at his apartment and spent from eleven in the morning until almost midnight with him.  The Energizer Bunny was a run down slow-poke compared to Alan and if it wasn’t for one very bad habit I might even have considered a long term relationship with the man.  His bad Habit?  His mouth!  We did the deed five times.  He ate me and we fucked.  I sucked him hard again and we fucked.  We went sixty-nine and then we fucked.  I sucked him hard and he took my ass.  He washed his cock, I sucked it hard and we fucked.  But he just could not keep his mouth shut!

“You are such a cock-sucking slut.”  “God, but you are one dirty little whore.”  “How do you like being my cum dump?”  “Like my hard cock up your shit chute.  Bet you would like to suck my dick when I pull it out of your ass.”  “I knew you were a little whore.”  “My brother has a big Golden Retriever.  I’ll have him here next time.  A whore like you just has to fuck dogs, right?”

And it went on and on like that the entire time I was there and I didn’t like it at all.  I could barely walk when I left his apartment and I promised myself never again.  I felt degraded, well fucked, but totally degraded.

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The second thing was more far reaching.  One Saturday as I was relaxing from the vigorous fucking that I’d just gotten from Bob (I really, really did like his ten inch cock) he said:

“Can I ask you something really personal?”

“You ask that given what we just did and have been doing since the Christmas party?”

“This is something totally different and when I ask I don’t want you to get up and go storming out.”

“That isn’t very likely.”

“I have a very personal favor to ask.”

“So go ahead and ask.”

“I have a very important customer coming to town next week.”

“And?”

“And I try to take very good care of him.  Your mother is who I usually send to take good care of him, but she won’t do it any more and I have no one else I can turn to.”

I laughed and said, “Let me see if I have this straight.  You are wanting to pimp me to one of your customers?”

“That is pretty much it.”

“I don’t know if I can do it.  I mean I doubt that it would bother me, but you have to remember that I’m in school.  I have homework, term papers to prepare and studying to do.  I don’t know that I can spare the time to do what you want.”

“What if I figure out a way to give you the time you need for your school work that will free you up for the three nights he will be in town?”

If you can do that I could probably do what you want.”

“Plan on me coming up with a way to make it work.  It will be Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday of next week.”

And that was the start of my ‘company whore’ phase.

To be continued.