Jolene: By Purplecat My name is Jolene, but nobody calls me that. I mean nobody who knows me, my friends and family, all call me Joe. I kind of like that. Joe is a nice masculine name, not that I'm at all masculine. In fact I'm anything but. I may be the most feminine person you know. I have all of the right equipment in all the right places. Many men have told me that I am the sexiest woman they ever saw. Take that with a grain of salt, because most of them were drinking or drunk. I don't need men to tell me how good I look, I have mirrors and I can see for myself. I don't want you to think I'm stuck up or anything. I just know I look good and I enjoy it. You're probably wondering why I like having a masculine name. It's because I like being in charge. I like lording over men, humiliating and embarrassing them. I'm not into that whipping and slave shit. I learned that from my parents. Not that they set out to teach me, but I learned from listening to them fuck through the thin walls of our house. After they fucked my mom would say something like. "I could get fucked better than that by a babe in diapers." My dad never said anything, but my mom could never finish telling him what a lousy fuck he was. I remember that one statement because shortly after that she made him wear diapers when at home. She made him parade around in front of me wearing nothing but his diaper. I thought it was funny and laughed at him. Without realizing it at the time I added to his humiliation. My mother was good, an expert, but when it comes to embarrassing men she could take lessons from me. I give her credit though because she's the one that started me out and I probably would never have become a ball buster if it wasn't for her. There's no question about it, my mom was a ball buster, but she only busted my dad's balls. I like to spread it around and bust balls where ever I find them. I was lucky, I found a man who was just like my dad, a total submissive. If I said shit he would ask where and how much. His name is Jessie Johnson. I thought that Jessie and Jolene sounded pretty cool and Jolene Johnson was a perfect name for me. By the time we married I had already made him aware that he was most likely the lousiest fuck on the face of the earth. Actually Jessie is a great fuck. He has a nice eight inch dick and makes me cum over and over, but a ball buster knows how to control herself and I never let him know I was cumming. After he dumped his load I would tell him he should grow a dick I could feel, I would call his cock a splinter and his cum like a little drip from a faucet. I loved sucking his cock and eating his cum, but I never let on. The first time I did it I complained about the volume of cum he shot. I told him he might be able to impregnate a piss ant if he was lucky. Even though I constantly belittled him he still asked me to marry him, which proves how stupid men are. On the third night of our honeymoon I told him I wanted to go for a walk alone. Instead I went to the motel bar. I was wearing a thong and a top that almost covered my nipples, but not quite. I had no trouble picking up a guy that was ready to take me to my room and fuck my brains out. The guy I picked was half drunk, so he didn't mind that my husband was waiting for me I'll never forget the look on Jessie's face when I led the guy into our room. "Who the fuck is this?" he asked. "I need at least one cock I can feel while I'm on my honeymoon. You sit over there on the chair and watch while I fuck this guy. Pay close attention, you may learn something," I said. Did I ever fuck that guy. I must have cum six times and I screamed out every one, I let Jessie and the world know I was cumming. I got on top and really worked the guy over. I never did get his name. His cock wasn't as big as Jessie's, but I made it sound like I was being ripped apart. Being drunk like he was, made the guy last a long time, but he finally pumped my pussy full. Our room had a door that opened onto the beach and as soon as the guy shot his wad I herded him out onto the beach and let him know what a lousy fuck he was "Don't come back until you can shoot off six times without going soft," I told him. He staggered off down the beach and I never saw him again. Jessie had started beating his meat about halfway through my fuck and when I went back in he was still sitting in the chair jerking off. I lay down on the bed and spread my legs wide, "That asshole made a mess between my legs, clean me up Jess," I said. Jessie jumped to his feet, "I'll get a washcloth," he said. "Fuck that, use your tongue." I almost busted out laughing. You should have seen the look on his face. It was so comical. If I'd hit him above the left eye with a meat tenderizer he wouldn't have been more surprised. "But!" he mumbled. "No buts start licking, it's all over my thighs and my hole is full. I want you to lick it all up." "But!" he said again. "One more but and you'll never see or feel my pussy again, start licking." I know I was taking a big chance. If he had any balls he would have told me to go to hell and walked out. He had balls alright, but I had busted them so many times that he didn't know what else to do. He was so use to doing exactly as I said, he started licking. Once he got started he really got into it and by the time he finished he was searching for more cum to eat. When he finished his cock looked like it was about to explode. I told him I felt sorry for him and if he wanted too he could fuck me with his little tadpole. God did he ever fuck me, I think it may be the best fuck we'd had to that point. I came so many times that I lost count. When he shot my pussy full of cum I made him lick his own cum from my pussy and he did it without complaining. It started out as just another way to bust his balls, but I liked it so much and he seemed to too. It quickly became a regular thing. It really feels good to be licked all over your groin area after you've been well fucked. Especially when it's some other man's sperm he's licking up. There is always an orgasm or two lingering down there waiting to happen. I went out every night of our honeymoon and picked up a different guy. I took them to our room and fucked them while Jessie watched and jerked his cock. After they shot off I made him lick up there cum. To humiliate him even more I made the stranger stay and watch Jessie eat their cum. some of them got hard again and we had a second round. I still do it a couple times a week, not every night, because I like variety. We have an apartment in the city. When I walk out of my front door if I turn right and walk one block I come to Hank's bar. Hank is a foul mouthed low life that will fuck anything that moves. He's married and has three daughters, but that means nothing to Hank. The first time I went in there I sat at the bar and Hank thought he would embarrass me. I later found out that when a new woman comes in alone Hank always does that. Actually he's just checking you out to see if you fuck. He asked me what I wanted and I told him white wine. "How about a nice hard cock to go with your wine?" he asked in a loud voice. The room went silent and everybody looked at me. "Yes that would be nice, do you know anybody that has one?" I asked, smiling. "I don't have one right now but if you showed me those fancy titties of yours I would have one," he said, grabbing his crotch. I was wearing a low cut peasant blouse with no bra, "That's no problem," I said and pulled the blouse down below my breast. I have big breast, not overly big, when I wear a bra which isn't often, I wear a D cup and I have long thick nipples. I grinned at Hank, "There they are, so when do I get to see that hard cock," I asked. He was shocked, but not enough to keep him from struggling with his zipper and pulling out his cock. I leaned over the bar and looked at it. He had a nice cock, I'm guessing it was about nine inches and it really was hard. I was surprised that it got hard so fast. "Yes that does look something like a cock only it's smaller," I said, with a straight face. "Are you shittin me, no man in this house has a cock this big," he said. "I once fucked a cock that size, but the rooster shot off too fast and I didn't like all those feathers." "You're a smart mouth bitch," he said, I could tell he was fuming. I wasn't about to let this asshole get off easy. I climbed up on the bar and spun around with my legs spread wide, I never wear panties, "Since you're minus a cock why don't you give me some head? I have a nice pussy, I keep it neatly shaved, it's plump and I'm told very delectable. Hank must have thought so, because he dove right in. Everybody in the bar started laughing. I grabbed his head and pulled him in. He was good and I enjoyed a great orgasm. In this position I was vulnerable and I knew Hank wasn't about to let me get away without fucking me. I couldn't wait to get that flag pole of his into my cunt. He got on his knees on the counter behind the bar and shoved his gorgeous hunk of meat all the way to my fire wall. If I hadn't been a practiced ball buster I would have screamed, believe me I wanted too, but I kept my composure through two orgasms. He gave me the best fucking I ever had. He shot off inside me and pulled out. He looked kind of sheepish and his cock was soft. I calmly stared at him, "If you ever decide to fuck me, let me know, but please don't try it until after you grow a cock," I said, "I have a girl friend that has a nice strap-on maybe you could borrow it." Everybody in the bar was still laughing and Hank's face lit up like a red light bulb. "I'll get your fucking wine," he grumbled. After that, Hank never gave me a hard time again. He's a regular visitor to my apartment. I love fucking him especially with Jessie's watching. He loves it when Jessie laps his cum from my pussy. When a guy fucks me in front of my husband I never bust his balls, because Jessie is my target. I've fucked all of the regulars from Hanks bar in front of Jessie, but at the bar Hank and the regulars steer clear of me. They don't want me embarrassing them in front of the crowd. Hanks bar is right next to a large hotel. It doesn't have a bar because the owner is some religious organization that doesn't believe in drinking. The hotel patrons come to Hanks bar when they come to town so I always have a good supply of strange men to play with. Hank lets me do anything I want to. I think I could strip off and fuck everyone in the bar and he wouldn't say a word. I've fucked hundreds maybe even thousands, flat on my back on one of Hank's tables. I love an audience when I fuck, but mostly when I bust a guys balls. I've been coming to Hanks bar for about five years and I've made lots of friends. My two best friends are Daisy and Angie. Daisy is a big breasted blonde and Angie is a brunette with breast just as big. They are both whores that work out of Hank's bar. I would call them prostitutes, but they prefer whore. They introduced themselves as whores and when I told them that prostitute was more acceptable, "I can't spell prostitute and I have to put something on my income tax return," Daisy said, smiling. Now I just call them whores. I think Daisy and Angie must come to Hank's every night. I know they're there every night that I come. I don't come every night, like I said I like some variety. When I come out my front door if I turn left instead of right and go one and a half blocks I come to Harry's bar. Harry's real name is Harriett, she's a bull dike. You can find all kinds of action at Harry's, anything to do with sex between women. It's a non-stop lesbian orgy. Close your eyes and think of the nastiest thing women can do to each other. No matter what you think of you're sure to see it happen at Harry's. Imagine having a baseball bat shoved up your ass while two other women explore your cunt with their fist. I've seen that many times. In fact I've been tempted to try it myself. I can't imagine what it must feel like to be that stuffed. I've always chickened out though, because I don't want to get all stretched out of shape. I also visualize a ring of wooden splinters all around my ass hole One thing you can't expect to find at Harry's is an audience. There are no spectators there, everyone is a participant. There's almost always three couples stretched out on the bar doing a 69. As soon as one couple gets off another gets on. I personally don't care for doing 69. Maybe I have a single track mind, but I don't like to be distracted, either when I'm eating a pussy or having mine ate. The first time I went into Harry's I thought I was straight, but I was curious. As soon as I got the first female tongue in my cunt I realized I was bi. I sat at the bar between two slurping couples lying on the bar engaged in what ever you call it when women eat each other and ordered a drink. Harry smiled at me, "Think you're straight don'tcha," she said. Harry is a beautiful woman, but big. "Yes I do, just curious," I said. "Sit right there and I'll satisfy your curiosity," She said, grinning. She came around the bar and swept me off of the bar stool. Even though she was big, six-two and about a hundred and sixty, she was surprisingly gentle. She took me in her arms and kissed me. Her tongue wormed its way into my mouth and her hands explored my body. I'll always remember that kiss as the best I ever had. Kissing a woman is so different than kissing a man. Her lips were so soft and no fucking stubble to scratch you. Before I realized what was happening my breast were bare and my skirt was up to my waist. Her gentle fingers were caressing my nipples and my clit. She was in no hurry. She kept her mouth glued to mine. I couldn't help it my hands moved to her breast. The material of her blouse was thin and I could feel her stiff nipples, but I wanted more. I reached for the buttons and her hands left me long enough to tear her own blouse open and send the buttons flying. I'd never touched another woman's breast before. Now I understood why men liked to fondle my breast. Touching another woman's breast is a lot different than touching your own. When you touch your own most of the feeling is in your breast, but when you touch another woman's breast the feeling is all in your hands. There is a scientific explanation for what happens next. It all starts with your hands sending a message to your brain. Hands: Hey Brain these are nice we aught to fuck them. Brain: Hear that Cunt? Hands say we should fuck them tits. Cunt: I swear Brain you'd be lost without me. I can't fuck those tits they're too big. You shouldn't be listening to Hands anyway you know they usually work for me. Brain: I thought you just bossed around the middle fingers. Cunt: Fuck I'm getting so fucking wet I can hardly think. Mouth would you please tell this idiot that I can't fuck them tits. Mouth: Cunts right Brain, but I can suck the shit out of them. Brain: Hey that's a great idea. Hands hold them tits up so Mouth can suck them. I was like a kid with a new toy, actually two new toys. I would have been happy to stay right there sucking on Harry's thick nipples until I grew old and senile, but Harry bless her perverted heart was tired of only running her hands over my body. I think her hands were sending messages too. She swept me up into her arms like I was a little kid and gently laid me on a table, I think it may have been the only table in the place that didn't have a half naked woman on it, while another woman closely inspected the area between her thighs with her tongue. I'll be honest, I wanted the area between my thighs inspected and I certainly wouldn't mind if a tongue did the inspecting. I expected it to happen and was anxious for it to begin, but Harry was in no hurry. We took off my skirt as soon as she lay me down. My blouse was no hindrance because it was pulled up to my neck. My legs were splayed open and Harry was pumping my pussy with two fingers while rubbing my clit with her thumb. If she was drilling for oil it was working, because my cunt was streaming juices. She was trying to get my whole left tit in her mouth, but my tits are too big even for her big mouth. She finally gave up and moved down to my navel and tongue fucked it. I love it when somebody does that. I don't know about you, but it makes my butt hole scrunch up. She finally got the idea that it was time for her tongue to pay some attention to my cunt. I'm not sure where she got the idea. It may have been when I screamed, "EAT ME YOU BITCH!" I noticed heads coming up all over the room. At last I had my audience. Harry pulled up a chair and sat on it. Her head was right between my legs. I could feel her hot breath on my pussy. My cunt was on fire, I swear I could see smoke rising up from it. She opened her mouth wide, God did she have a big mouth. She covered my whole cunt and sucked. I thought she was going to turn it inside out. As she sucked her tongue swirled around lapping at everything. It felt like she had one of those little hand held mixers in her mouth. As she sucked she pulled and tweaked my hard nipples. My pussy exploded into a thousand pieces. I was used to hiding my orgasms, but there was no way I could hide this one. There was really no need to hide it, because there weren't any balls anywhere near this place. By the time I stopped screaming everyone in the place knew I'd just got off. I feel like every woman in there had been on the receiving end of Harry's wonderful pussy pleaser and knew just what I was feeling. Harry paid little attention, she jut kept munching away. I wonder how many of those I could stand before I passed out. I quickly decided there was only one way to find out, so I hunched my cunt up at her mouth. I was laid back with my eyes closed and a huge smile on my face. I still smile every time I think about it. I felt Harry's fingers leave my nipples and a mouth close over each one. Another mouth pushed a tongue into my navel, There goes my ass hole again. I opened my eyes to see who was doing what and saw a hairless cunt just inches from my mouth. I could tell by Harry's example that pussy had to be if not the very best tasting thing in the world it had to be close. I took a few laps and decided it wasn't bad and when the woman moaned it tasted better. She came and flooded my mouth with juice and that's when I knew I was hooked. On the nights I don't go to Hanks you will find me eating pussy at Harry's. I've eaten the pussy of every woman who goes there regularly and they've all eaten mine. I've taken a few of them to my apartment and let Jessie watch us eat each other. He likes that and beats his meat like a wild man. That pretty much brings you up to present day. I actually live a little like a queen. All I do is sleep, eat, fuck and eat cunt. Of course I shouldn't leave out having my own cunt eaten. Jessie does all of the cooking, cleaning and washes our clothes. He does everything and goes to work everyday to earn money for us to live on. I try to take it easy on him. When I bring home somebody to fuck I always do it early so he can get his rest. That's the least I can do, don't you think? Men are so stupid. If you've got a pussy you can make them do anything. That's why I love busting their dumb ass balls. On that night I was sitting in Hanks with Angie and Daisy just talking girl talk, I call it `That night' because I will never forget it. Daisy's telling us about this guy she blew earlier in the evening. She'd sucked him off in the back seat of his car, "This guy had the best tasting cum. I still have the taste in my mouth. I swear he must have cum a gallon. I won't need any protein for a week," She said taking a sip of beer. "I wanted to ask him what he'd been eating to make his cum taste so good, but he was one of those guys that falls asleep as soon as he shoots off." "Don't you just hate it when they do that? I've had guys do that when they're lying on top of me. Some of them are so big you can't get them off. You just have to keep trying to wake them up." Angie said. "Yeah I know what you mean, but this wasn't so bad. I took a little over two-fifty out of his wallet and let him sleep," Daisy giggled. Hank's was slow that night and I was thinking about moving down to Harry's when a man came in. He looked around the room and went to the bar. I could tell he was one of those macho assholes by the way he swaggered. The three of us watched him. To Angie and Daisy he was a possible mark. To me he was a perfect ball busting prospect. Hank brought him his drink and he swaggered over to our table. He looked directly at me, "Can I buy you a drink?" he asked. "What do you think a drink will get you?" I asked. "Just conversation," he grinned. "I'll bet you think conversation will get your little Vienna sausage into me someplace." "Well yes, but it's more like a Bologna sausage," he said, still grinning. I pushed my chair back and stood up. I turned around and sat on the edge of the table. My skirt was so short my pussy was completely exposed, but just to make it a little more interesting I lifted one foot and placed it on the chair. With my legs spread like they were I knew he could see the pink inside. I leaned back on my hands and smiled at him. "No need for a drink, my pussy's hungry and could use a nice Bologna sandwich. Why don't you take it out and give my pussy a taste." "You mean right here in front of everybody?" "Of course, if you're man enough, or are you too chicken shit to show your little cock?" This guy was not chicken shit. He pulled his cock out and showed it to me. It was a nice one, as big around as Hank's and maybe a little longer. I wanted it. "Look everybody he said he had a bologna sausage and all he's got is a little wiener that Oscar Meyer would be ashamed of," I laughed. The guy looked surprised, he kind of grunted, "You bitch," he said and shoved that thing in me to his balls. It was all I could do to keep from letting out an E Flat Major scream, forgive me I don't know shit about music. He fucked the shit out of me and it was hard to hide the orgasms. I have this system I use. The secret is in your toes, you can't let them curl. Curling toes are a dead give away. Some how your toes are connected to the rest of your body and when they curl your whole body gets stiff. I concentrate on my toes and make sure they don't curl. I came three times before he finally shot a roaring river of cum into me. I sat there looking at him until I felt his cock going soft, "Are you going to fuck me or not?" I asked. "What?" he asked, looking shocked. "You said you wanted to fuck me. When are you going to start?" "I just fucked the shit out of you. Are you crazy?" I turned around and looked at Angie and Daisy, "When you get fucked you're supposed to cum, right girls? They both nodded their heads, "That's right," Angie said. "I thought so, I guess I haven't been fucked yet. Hey mister if you're not going to fuck me, take that little worm out and go find a mouse. Maybe you can do something for it." By then everyone in the place was laughing. I just sat back down and ignored the asshole. After he left with slumped shoulders and a totally rejected look on his face. I went to the ladies room and cleaned myself up. When I came back every one was grinning at me. They love it when I put on a show like that. Hank calls me his entertainment director. I had a fresh glass of wine waiting for me. I looked over at the bar and Hank grinned and waved. I had hardly sat down when the door opened and another man came in. My eyes almost popped out of my head and I know my mouth flew open. I think Angie and Daisy had the same reaction, but I don't know, because I couldn't tear my eyes away from him to look at them. He had to duck his head and turn sideways to get through the door. He was well over seven feet tall and his shoulders were much wider than the door. His waist was so thin that I think I could have put my hands around it and his thighs stretched the denim of his Levi's to almost the breaking point. I could see the well defined Muscles of his legs and his chest. His western style shirt was just as tight as his pants. I could see the big bulge of his huge balls bushing the front of his pants out and the ridge caused by his soft cock running down the leg. His face was beautiful. He looked directly at me and smiled. His teeth were perfect and his eyes were a powder blue that bored holes through you. My pussy melted, like a bowl of Jell-O that someone put in an oven. If I hadn't been so awe struck I would have felt the liquid running down and bathing my butt hole. Our eyes met and he walked straight toward me, "Hi," he said. That was a little less than I expected from a God, but the sound of his voice started the rest of my body to melt. What could I say? I mean my mouth was totally disconnected from my brain. I just climbed up on the table and spread my leg as wide as I could. His smile grew wider and more beautiful. He unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down. His almost soft cock was already much bigger than Hanks and it was growing fast. I sat there speechless and watched it grow to unimaginable dimensions. I took it in my hands and squeezed it. His balls were like mixers that were pumping concrete into his cock. It just kept growing and getting harder. When it finally stopped growing it was as big as that baseball bat they use down at Harry's, but without the splinters. It was about fourteen or more inches long and I doubt that you could dent it with a ball-peen hammer. I had a death grip on it and I wasn't about to turn loose until I at least tried to get it in my cunt. I was like a snapping turtle that wouldn't let go until it thundered, or is it until the cock crows? Hell, I don't know. All I knew was I wanted his cock thundering into my pussy. If his cock could crow, it could do that in my pussy too. He must have had the same idea, because he put his hands around my waist and picked me up like I was an infant. I had to grab his elbows to support myself and I threw my legs open wider, they looked like the hands of a clock at quarter to three. He positioned my cunt on the end of his cock and believe me I was helping. He didn't try to push into me. Instead he pulled me toward his cock like he was putting on a tight glove. I strained and pushed trying to help, you know like you do when you're trying to get a big cock like Hanks in your ass. I closed my eyes and prayed that it would fit. I felt myself being stretched to the breaking point. I tried to scream, but I was still speechless. The head went in with a little bump and my cunt snapped behind it. He kept pulling me on until he had no place else to go. I was stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey. I came twice before he got all the way in. He had skewered me onto his cock like a bird on a spit. I wondered if was going to turn me like a rotisserie. Can't you just visualize that? My legs turning like the propeller of an airplane. Some how I forgot all about concentrating on my toes, I didn't care how much they curled. At some point I got my voice back and began telling everybody in ear shot how good it was and how hard I was cumming. That would probably take in half the people in the county. I was screaming my fucking head off and he hadn't even begun to fuck me yet, but he was just seconds from taking care of that little detail. He carefully measured the depth of my cunt and then he pulled almost all the way out and rammed it back to the same spot. He was careful not to rupture something inside me. I'm sure I could feel his cock entering my esophagus from the other end. He hammered me like a pile driver and my body turned into a wet rag with only one function and that was to cum and I did over and over. I let go of his elbows and my upper body was just dangling. I was so weak I couldn't do anything except cum. I had no problem at all doing that. Oh and by the way I could scream too. I was almost to the point of losing my screaming ability when he rammed into me and held it. If somebody had stuck a fire hose up my cunt it wouldn't have had more force. It wasn't squirts it was more like a steady stream. Angie and Daisy told me later that it was running out of me in one long stringy stream all the way to the floor. I'm sure he came for an hour, at least it seemed that long, but it finally stopped and he pulled out. It sounded like somebody pulled the cork from a champagne bottle. He gently laid me back on the table and leaned over to whisper in my ear, "I'll meet you outside," he said. He walked out without another word. Everybody in the bar sat there stunned. Nobody said anything, but I noticed one thing. As he left his cock was still hard. It took me about a half second to get on my feet and through the door after him. He was standing in the little alcove outside Hank's door trying to get his hard cock back in his pants. I saw immediately that he was attempting an impossible task. I tried to help him, but realized that it couldn't be done. Every time I touched it, it just got harder and bigger. "Look," I said, "I live just down the street. Let's go down there and I'll make it go soft." "Okay, but I can't walk down the street with my dick sticking out," he said. Dick! Did he say dick? If that things a dick then I'm a first year nun. I mean that things about a hundred graduations past a cock. I'm an expert in these matters and I knew the English language needed a new word to adequately describe it. Let's see, we could call it a cum column or maybe a passion pole but shit those are two words and we should just have one four letter word. Then I got this bright idea. I'd call it a ****. What do you think of that? Anyway I had to figure out a way to smuggle this thing to my apartment. I had my arms around his hips with my mouth pressed against that jewel. The head of it was inches above the top of my head. "Lift me up and I'll slip my tee shirt over it and you can carry me to my apartment." He thought that was a pretty good idea. So there we were walking down the street, at least he was walking, my feet were over a foot off the ground. I had his cock under my tee shirt. It was between my breast and pressing firmly against my chin. I had to keep my legs spread so his knees wouldn't bump them as he walked. He was holding me up by my waist and I was fairly comfortable. I couldn't resist swiping at his cock head with my tongue. "Stick your tongue in my piss hole," he said. I found I could shove my whole tongue into his cock. It was almost like eating a cunt, you know with the pre-cum and all. I mean it just flooded out and I made sure I didn't let a drop go to waste. By the time we got to my apartment we were both hornier than a pit bull in a room full of bitches in heat. We just fell on the bed and started fucking. I knew Jessie was somewhere around, but Jessie wasn't my first priority at the moment. He shoved that thing so far in me that I could feel skin from my whole body being pulled toward my cunt. When he pulled out it felt like all of my organs were being pulled toward my pussy. My throat was getting sore and at first I thought he had it all the way up there, but then I realized it was from screaming. Have you ever had the shit fucked out of you? Me neither, but this guy did make me fart. His cock was so big that each time he plunged it into me he forced the air out of my intestines causing a little poot to pop out. I think with practice he could play a tune with my asshole. Listen as far as I'm concerned he can practice all he wants to. In fact I hope he becomes a virtuoso with my asshole as his instrument. I think we fucked up a storm, because there was a flood of sperm and cunt juice on the bed, on me, in me and on his balls. Have you ever been fucked in a puddle? Speaking of his balls they are about the size of large lemons and even though there was about six inches of left over cock after I was stuffed, they hung down so far they slammed into my ass with every stroke. There I was, my skin being stretched toward my pussy alternating with my organs shifting toward my pussy and at the same time having my ass ball spanked. My body became an orgasm factory. How many times did I cum? Shit I don't know, I can't count that high, but I was a real high production orgasm factory, everything in my factory was fully automated. I think I was turning one out about every ten seconds. I think he came three times before his cock started to shrink. I can't be sure though, I was too busy running my factory. His cock shrank as far as it was going to shrink, but now it was all in me and I was still stuffed. I was too weak to move and I was perfectly content to lie there. I had visions and hope that his cock had taken root and would never come out, but I felt it slip from my body. I cried out in anguish, the feeling of emptiness was overwhelming. It was like I'd just lost my best friend. I tried to grab him and pull him back, but he was already standing. I watched him through eyes blurred by tears as he put his soft cock away and pulled up his pants. I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye and there sat Jessie, grinning and galloping his pony. "I hope you paid close attention to that, you sorry excuse for a fuck. That's the way a real man fucks a woman. I've been telling you all along that what you do is diddle. Now you know what a fuck looks like." I said. With that the Giant grabbed my by the neck and lifted me off the bed. He didn't choke me he just had his long fingers all the way around my neck. My chin was resting between his thumb and forefinger. I grabbed his wrist with both hands as he lifted me above his head until the top of my head hit the ceiling. "Don't talk to the Master Sergeant like that. You only speak to him with kindness and respect. Understand?" he asked in a quiet voice. I think he expected me to answer, but there was no way I could say anything hanging by my neck like that, shit I couldn't even nod my head. He was holding me up with one hand as if I was bag of feathers. He jiggled me up and down bumping my head against the ceiling, "I asked you if you understand." I managed a little squeak but that was all. Then I heard Jessie laugh. "It's okay Jeremy, you can let her go." The Giant opened his hand at let me drop. I hit the bed and bounced. What the fuck is this? How does Jessie know his name? "It's been a long time Jeremy," Jessie said, grinning. "Yes it has Master Sergeant, almost seven years." "Did you have any trouble finding her?" Jessie asked. "No sir, I recognized her right away, she looks just like the picture you sent me." Jeremy said. "What the fuck is." I started. "Shut the fuck up bitch! You're to speak only when you're spoken to," Jeremy growled. I may be a smart mouth ball buster, but I know when it's time to keep my mouth shut and when the man mountain says it, it's time. So I bit my tongue and listened. "I wasn't sure which bar she would be in tonight. Where did you find her?" Jessie asked. "She was at Hank's, I knew her the minute I saw her. She is a pretty little thing." "Tell me what happened," Jessie said. Jeremy told him all about fucking me in the bar and our walk home. Jessie grinned the whole time. When Jeremy finished, "When can you move in?" Jessie asked. "I have all of my stuff in my SUV parked down by Hank's. I can move in right now if it's okay." "You wouldn't mind if Jeremy moved in with us, would you Joe?" Jessie asked, grinning. What? Move in with us? Stay here all the time? Fuck me twenty times a day? Would I mind? Fuck yes I would mind. I'll do what ever the fuck he tells me to do. I'll mind him like I would my own father. Could Jessie mean move in and live here? "Do you mean move in and live with us?" I asked. "Yes, that's what I mean." Shit, I can't believe this shit, my pussy turned into a bubbling fountain of froth, I crossed my legs so they couldn't hear it bubble. Do you believe this shit? Christmas was in July this year. "No I wouldn't mind," I managed to squeak. "Good. Well Jeremy I guess all that remains is for you to go get your stuff and move in. Take your time I have a lot to explain to Joe while you're gone." "May I suck your dick just one time before I go master?" Jeremy asked. I swear I almost fell off of the bed. Suck his dick? Master? What the fuck? "Yes Jeremy you may. It's been a while since I've had a blow job like you're capable of." Jessie grinned. I watched in amazement as Jeremy went to his knees and fondled Jessie's hard cock. He opened his mouth wide and took it into his throat, but he didn't stop there. He gathered up Jessie's balls with his tongue and fingers and took them into his mouth too. Then he began to suck. Jessie grunted groaned and moaned. Jeremy's mouth was like everything else about him. Big! I fell back on the bed and tried to get my hand in my stretched cunt, while with my other hand I tried rubbing calluses on my clit. I didn't take my eyes off of Jeremy's sucking mouth though. I never saw anyone suck a dick like that. He could suck a dick as good as he could fuck and believe me he was a fuck that should be put into history books or maybe the Guinness book of world records. I think I could see the skin on Jessie's body being drawn toward his cock. I noticed that his eyes were kind of slanted downward. I knew Jessie was cumming, but I didn't see a drop. Jeremy consumed it all. He spit Jessie's soft cock and balls out and smacked his lips. "Just as good as I remember it master," he grinned. Jeremy left to get his stuff and Jessie explained everything to me. Life is really complicated, you know? It all started with Jessie's mom. She was a dominatrix and she dominated Jessie and his father. She humiliated them constantly. She made poor little Jessie do things that were unheard of. She made him watch while his father fucked her and then clean her pussy with his tongue. Later on she made him go to the bathroom with her and clean her ass with his tongue after her bowel movement. When he became old enough to cum she made him jerk off and shoot his cum into his dad's face while she laughed. "You never licked my ass after I took a shit," I said. "You never asked," he grinned. The story went on and on, the woman was almost as bad as me. He joined the army when he was eighteen and worked his way up to a Master Sergeant. That's when he met Jeremy. Jeremy was a submissive and quickly came under Jessie's power which included cock sucking and ass fucking. When Jessie got out of the army and met me, I was the answer to his prayers. He wanted to be dominated by a female. He loved his mother and I was almost just like her. He couldn't wait to marry me and be dominated by me. Here's how it all boils down. I have a husband that loves to be dominated by women, but dominates men. I have a lover that loves to be dominated by men, but dominates women. Where does that leave me in the chain of command? Right down at the shit hole. At least that's what they think My husband tells Jeremy what to do and Jeremy tells me what to do so I guess Jessie is the boss. At least that's what he thinks. He says he's trying to save me from his mother's fate, "What ever happed to your mom?" I asked. "My dad got fed up with her shit and shot her," he said. Now that's a fate I would love to be saved from. I'll do anything Jeremy wants. He pisses on me, shoots cum all over me, whatever he feels like. If he wanted to shit in my mouth I would open wide, God I hope he never thinks of that. I'm a lot of things, but a shit eater is not one of them, unless Jeremy says so of course. You've heard me say it before. Men are so stupid. If they think they have me under their control they're stupider than I imagined. Oh sure I go along with all of the shit Jeremy likes to do. That's because I've fallen in love with certain parts of his body, his brain not being one of them. I'm in complete awe of his cock and balls. I think I could just sit and stare at them all day and be perfectly content and entertained. It's more entertaining than watching TV. I never saw a TV show that made my cunt boil over. Jeremy works on an off shore oil rig. He works two weeks then he's off two. During the two weeks he's off we play his little games. I go along because he usually fucks me three or four times a day. He calls me his little bitch dog and puts a collar and leash on me, but that's okay, I would lay in the grass and chase after pickups to get his leg of lamb roast in my cunt. The next morning after Jeremy moved in I woke up lying next to him. We have a king size bed which is plenty big for three unless one of them is Jeremy. Jessie had already left for work and Jeremy was snoring. You'll never guess in a million years what the first thing I noticed was, Jeremy had a hard-on. I hadn't had a chance to get a real good look at it. It was dark inside Hank's when I first saw it and it's difficult to see a man's cock and balls when he's fucking you. He was naked and laying on his back his cock was lying on his stomach and extended several inches above his navel. It's a long way from the base of Jeremy's cock to his navel. His huge balls were resting on his thighs. His whole body looked like it was chiseled from a block of granite. My eyes glued themselves to the part that captured my interest. I wanted to burn the image into my brain. I think it worked because Angie and Daisy says I have Jeremy's cock on the brain. He stirred and opened his eyes. At first I think he was a little confused about where he was, but then he grinned. I don't think he'd got a good look at me the night before either, because he couldn't take his eyes off my tits. "You're more beautiful with your clothes off than on," he said. "Thank you," I said, blushing. Shut up and fuck me," he said. You can bet I was ready for that. I moved like Flash the super hero. In an instant I was squatting above him with his cock head lodged in my flooding cunt. "Stick it up your ass," he said. I couldn't believe my ears, "What!" "I said stick it in your ass," he said. "I can't, it won't fit." I knew I could hardly get a finger in my ass. Oh, I'd been fucked there before by normal cocks, but only after a good deal of preparation. Don't make me say it again," he said. I tried. I got the thing at my ass hole and sat down. I should say I tried to sit down. Have you ever sat on a fire plug and tried to make it go up your ass. I haven't either, but I imagine it must be something like what I was trying to do. I really tried, I wanted it as bad as he did, but there was no use it just wouldn't go. Finally he gave up, "Okay lay down on you back with your cunt toward my head and suck my cock." "I can't suck the whole thing," I complained. "I know, suck as much as you can and stick your tongue in my piss hole." If I open my mouth as wide as I can, I can get about half of his cock head in my mouth. Then I can stick my whole tongue in his piss hole. He likes that and makes me do it a lot. I'm like a small snake trying to swallow an ostrich egg. He pushed one of his thick fingers in my cunt to lubricate it. Then he pushed it up my ass. I just kept tongue fucking his cock. He kept working and adding fingers until I felt his whole hand and part of his arm slide in me. "Now, stick it up your ass like I told you," he grunted. Flash the super hero was right back where she started, only this time his cock went in with just a little pushing. I eased myself down carefully. I bet you can imagine, with a cock like that you would be careful too. You know how it is when a guy's sticking his cock in you. You're always wishing that there was just a little more length or thickness. None of them ever seems to have just enough of each. Well let me tell you that thought didn't enter my mind. I had more than enough from the beginning. I thought I was totally stuffed, but it kept going in. It went in and in until I felt my ass cheeks touch his balls and then firmly press against them. If my brain had been functioning I would have been amazed, but my brain was just turning out one thought. It was like a broken record that keeps running over and over. Fuck, fuck, fuck. fuck. My body picked up on it and soon we were all fucking like a wild animal. I bounced up and down like a pogo stick. It took about ten seconds for my factory to get going, but when it started it was in full swing. I came so many times my body went as limp as a wet rope. I even forgot to keep my pogo stick going. Jeremy got tired of me just camping there so he rolled me over and pushed his fence post into my post hole. I think he fucked me about ten times that first day. You have to remember he'd been out on that oil rig for two weeks, where there were no women and they throw gays in the ocean. After that first ass fuck he told me to always be ready. If I wasn't ready the next time, he was going to stick his cock in my ass with no preparation and no lubricant. I went out the next day and bought a butt plug. I got one of those that you pump up. You know the kind that feels like you have a basketball up your ass when it's fully pumped. From then on I was ready. When Jessie came home that day, I was lying on the couch. Jeremy was stretched out on the floor. We were both fucked. We were both naked and Jeremy's cock looked like it was going to be soft for a week. My cunt and I had no interest in trying to change that. That lasted for about ten minutes. Jessie woke Jeremy up and before I knew it had his cock buried in Jeremy's ass. I started working on my clit calluses. I don't know what I was thinking. A guy doesn't need a hard cock to get his ass fucked. After Jessie gave Jeremy a sperm enema, I just watched. It was disgusting. Have you ever seen two men making love? Playing with each others cocks and balls, kissing, sucking each others nipples, Jeremy even licked Jessie's asshole. It's sickening. Watching two women making love is a thing of beauty, but God deliver me from watching two men, another plus for the superiority of women. I know what you're thinking. If it's so sickening why am I trying to rub all the skin off my clit? Oh, I thought I explained that before. My cunt controls my hands. Working together my cunt and mouth can control my brain. They were doing their best to convince Brain that it wasn't disgusting. Cunt and Mouth are very persuasive and cleaver. It only took minutes to convince Brain that it wasn't disgusting at all. That's when I jumped on the two men. Mouth was looking for a cock or asshole to suck, but would settle for a tongue. Since there were no hard cocks, Cunt was looking for a finger or tongue. Even a few stiff toes would do temporarily. Jessie was doing his best to alleviate the `Hard cock' deficit. He had Jeremy's soft cock all the way down his throat and was pulling on it like a fat soda straw. My mouth found Jessie's soft cock and Jeremy's tongue found my cunt. His tongue was just like the rest of him, long and thick. This was fun. I'd never made it with two men before. These two guys liked doing each other as much as they liked doing me. I really enjoyed myself and had a couple of beautiful orgasms. Jessie got Jeremy's cock hard again, but he was keeping it all to himself. He couldn't get the whole head in his mouth, but he came close. When I heard Jeremy moaning and groaning I stopped what I was doing and watched. Jessie sucked his cum right out of his balls. I saw him swallowing every drop. Jeremy lay back grinning, Just like old times master," he said. Can you believe that? I'd been duped, tricked, fucked with, Jessie loves eating cum. and when I made him do it I wasn't embarrassing him at all. I'd played right into his hands. He should earn an Oscar for that night on our honeymoon when he acted so shocked because I made him lick cum from my cunt. Made him like hell, the bastard was standing there salivating the whole time. At first I was mad and thought of getting even, but there were two hard cocks there at my disposal so I decided to just get over it. I'd never been fucked by two cocks at once. I had a hard time deciding what I liked best, Jeremy in my cunt and Jessie in my ass or Jeremy in my ass and Jessie in my cunt. I decided I'd just have to keep trying them both until I made up my mind. No hurry in making a decision, I could decide maybe next year or the year after that. The little get to between the three of us became a daily thing when Jessie came home from work. I loved it and the first time I saw Jeremy stick his cock in Jessie's ass was a hoot. Jessie's eyes bugged out so far, I swear I think they were hanging down around his chin. I laughed so hard I almost blew a gasket, but all I wound up blowing was Jessie's cock. After that first session we were all pretty well fucked, so they decided to go out for dinner. After a wonderful dinner I was ready to go home and get double fucked some more, but they wanted to go to Hanks for a drink. We sat at the table with Angie and Daisy. They couldn't take their eyes off of Jeremy. It's kind of dark in there, but I could swear I could see drool running down Daisy's chin. I wanted to order a drink, but Jeremy said no. He had something else he wanted me to do first. He explained it to me in detail. I was to get naked and fuck every man in the bar. I was to keep my hose and garter belt and my shoes on, but nothing else. I never wear panties, but I always wear hose and a garter belt. "I guess you want me to lie down on a table while the men line up and fuck me one at a time?" I asked. "No I want you to go from table to table and beg the men to fuck them. I want you on top doing the fucking." Jeremy said, without smiling, "If a man is here with a date or his wife you will beg her for permission to fuck her man." So, that was it. These assholes were going to embarrass me by making me beg for cock. Shit, I've got news for these two stupid asses. This wasn't going to embarrass me. In fact I was looking forward to it. I'd never fucked a whole bunch of cocks one right after another, but I always wanted to. This was going to be a gang bang, but I was going to be banging the gang instead of the gang banging me. Before the two geniuses could change their mind I stood, stepped up on my chair and then on to our table. I began to sway my body. Somebody started some soft music on the jukebox just right for swaying to. As I swayed my body I moved my arms like a ballerina. Bet you didn't know I could dance, did you? Sure I can, I took ballet lessons when I was twelve. I only took them for two years though. After two years the instructor told my mom that I was wasting his time and her money. So the lessons stopped. Shit, it was hard to concentrate on dancing and the big bulge in the front of his tight leotards at the same time. No matter how hard I tried to separate the two, that damn bulge won every time. I did learn how to move my arms though. A light came on above my head and I smiled. Now my audience had a perfect view of me. I found out later that Hank had installed the light over our table for my ball busting act. I wasn't going to be busting any balls tonight, but I was going to be busting lots of nuts, sacks and sacks full. As I swayed I rubbed my hands over my body, causing my short skirt to ride up to reveal my bare pussy and ass cheeks. I found out later that the men sitting at the tables closest to us overheard Jeremy give me my orders and by the time I was into my dance everybody in the bar knew what I was about to do. I unbuttoned my blouse and let it hang free. My swaying body caused it to swing from side to side, giving my audience occasional glimpses of my stiffened nipples. "Take it off," somebody yelled. I heard several others repeat the request. I'm certainly not one to disappoint an audience, so I took it off and tossed it away. A smattering of applause put a big grin on my face. I let my arm float out to the side and I shook my breast from side to side. I turned slowly so everyone could get a good look. I saw a woman dragging what I guessed was her husband toward the front door. She obviously didn't want him to be fucked, at least not by me. I'd never seen her before, but I'd already fucked him a few times. I bet Jessie recognized him too, like he did many of the men in the audience. The ones I'd fucked in front of him, while he rapidly rubbed his palm with his cock. I think my breast sent a message down to my pussy, because it was aching to be shown off too. I loosened my skirt and pushed it down below my hips and let it fall to the table. Kicking it free I continued my swaying dance. One of the guys sitting at the table next to ours pushed his chair back and pulled out his hard cock. He sat there looking up at me and grinning. Shit, I grinned back, he had a nice cock. Before long there were cocks coming out all over the room. Some of the men shook them at me like they were waving to get my attention. Believe me they had it. Can you imagine that? I'll probably have to beg my ass off to get fucked by these guys. All of the men sitting at the bar got up and found a table to sit at. Hank came around the bar and found a chair too. I grinned when he pulled out his long dick and pointed it at me. Something told me it was time to start fucking. It may have been that river of cunt juice that was running down my thighs and soaking my hose. I came down off the table and jumped on that first guy to pull his cock out. I got it all the way in me and started fucking him like a mad whore. "Oh please let me fuck you mister," I yelled at the top of my lungs so everyone could hear. How's that for begging? The guy grabbed my breast and sucked my nipples. He was as turned on as I was so he didn't last long, but he did last longer than me. I came so hard, I let my toes curl and I was sure to let everyone know about it. I could tell the guy was about to blast off so I jumped off his lap and took his cock in my mouth. After I gulped down his cum, I looked for my next victim. He was sitting at the same table about three feet away. The Flash was on him in the twinkling of an eye. There were three guys at that first table, I fucked them, ate their sperm and moved on to the next, then the next and the next. I'll be honest, I was a little apprehensive about asking A woman for her permission to fuck her date or husband. So at first I skirted around the tables with women. There were only three women in the place except for Angie and Daisy and they were all seated with a man at a table for two. I fucked the twenty or so guys that were there, saving Hank for last. I managed to keep my cunt free of sperm either by eating it or by letting them shoot off on the floor. Sooner or later you have to do the things you dread. I approached the first woman rather nervously. "Would you mind if I fucked your man ma'am?" I asked, softly. She looked up at me and smiled, "No not at all if you will suck my pussy while you do it," she said, still smiling. "It's a deal," I grinned. The man got his cock out and I backed up and sat on it. The lady snaked off her panties climbed up on the table in front of me. She had a beautiful hairless pussy that made my mouth water. I sucked and fucked until we all came and I sucked down another load of sperm. She got up and straightened her clothes. "I was very nice of you to share your man like that," I said. "Who, him, he's not my man. I don't even know him. He just bought me a drink and was trying to get in my pants. I wanted you to eat me the moment I saw you naked, I hope you don't mind that I tricked you," she grinned. "Hell I wanted to eat your pussy the minute I saw you. If anybody got tricked it was you. I'm the one that got fucked. I stole your cock lady." I thought she would get pissed, but she didn't, she just sat back down and smiled. "You didn't steal it, I just loaned it to you. I'm sure the asshole will be hard again in a little while." This was a lady after my own heart. I shook hands with her and moved on to the next table. There was an elderly couple sitting at the table the man had his elbows on the table and his fist under his chin. Before I could say anything, "Honey, good luck," she said, "He hasn't had it up in five years. I can't remember what it looked like when it was hard. I would love to see it nice and fat again." The old man slid his chair back he already had his cock out and it was as hard as a brick. "Been a long time since I've seen tits and pussy this young," he said. "Oh my God," She groaned. "May I please fuck it Ma'am." "Yes go ahead, but hurry before it goes down again. I'd do it myself, but my arthritis is too painful. except when I'm lying flat on my back" "Don't worry ma'am I'll take care of it for you," I grinned. I eased myself down on it. It was almost as big as Hanks. I mounted him so he had access to my breast. He sucked and pulled at my nipples. I fucked him good and swallowed down his cum. When I finished it was still hard. The old lady struggled to her feet, "Hurry, let's get home before it goes down," she said. "How about the back seat of the car?" he grinned. "Yes that will do fine, but hurry," she said, grabbing him by the arm. "If she went with us I bet it would stay hard for a month," he said "Come on," she said. I watched smiling as they hurried out the door. I turned my attention to the last table and the last man. He was seated wit a petite little girl that was half his age. She looked about twenty and I'm sure he was in his forties. As I approached she looked up at me smiling. "I'm sorry, but you can't fuck my dad," she said. "Why is that?" I asked. "Because, he's afraid I'll tell my mom." "You wouldn't do that would you?" I grinned. "Of course not, but he don't believe me." "I wonder what we could do to make him change his mind." "I don't know, but it would have to be good, my mom would cut off his balls if she found out he fucked another woman." I saw the man wince out of the corner of my eye. "Your mom seems tough," I said. "Mean as a cornered rattler," she said, grinning. "Where is your mom anyway?" I asked. "She's at home. Dad and I are on a father-daughter night out. We do this every month." "Darn, I wanted to fuck every cock here and he's the last one. Isn't there something we could do to change his mind?" "Well, I was thinking that maybe,,, naw I guess you wouldn't want to do that." She giggled. "What?" "Maybe we could do the same thing you did with that first lady." "You mean eat your pussy while I fuck him?" "No ma'am, I mean I'll eat your pussy while you fuck him. If I did that I certainly couldn't tell my mom could I? "I don't see how. What do you think mister?" I asked. "That might just work, Yes, I think we should give it a go." He said. "There's not much pussy to eat when it's full of cock," I said. "Fuck him with your ass and let me have the whole pussy," she grinned, licking her lips. Now why didn't I think of that? That sounded fan- fucking-tastic. This little girl was a genius. Well hell what do you expect? After all she is a woman isn't she? The man pushed his chair back and pulled out his hard cock. Damn he had a nice one. It was at least an inch longer than Hanks and much thicker. That didn't bother me though, after having Jeremy's salami up my ass I figured I could take on about anything, including a well hung elephant. "Oh Daddy that's a beauty," The young girl said. "Don't look honey. A daughter shouldn't see her daddy's dick." "After this I'm going to do a lot more than look," she grinned. I backed up and grabbed it between my legs, "Make sure she's licking you before you put it in," he said. This guy was really nervous about his wife. I waited until I felt her tongue and then I eased it up my ass. Oh yes, this was fan-fucking-tastic. This little girl knew how to eat a pussy. She was enjoying it almost as much as I was. No matter how hard or fast I fucked her daddy's long thick cock, she stayed right with me. Her magic tongue and sucking lips sent me off into outer space three times. I think her daddy's cock helped. I heard her daddy moan and groan, you know, the way men do when they're about to dump their cum. I came off of it ready to eat his load, but the girl was quicker than the flash. She had his cock in her mouth and was gulping down his cum before I knew it. I could see the astonishment in the man's eyes as he watched his daughter suck his cock. He didn't say anything until she had finished cleaning it completely and looked up at him smiling. "You shouldn't have done that honey," he whispered. I could tell that his heart wasn't in that statement. "On our next night out you're going to take me to the Howard Johnson's Motel and fuck my brains out. You have to fuck me once for every flavor of ice cream they have," she grinned. "I will not," He declared. "Yes you will, if you don't I'll tell mom how you fucked this lady's ass in front of a crowd." "You can't, because you ate her pussy," "Dad, don't be so stupid. Do you think mom cares how much pussy I eat? She knows I eat pussy all the time. She likes to eat one occasionally herself." The man's shoulders slumped and his chin dropped to his chest. The daughter popped his cock back in her mouth and started sucking. I got the distinct feeling that she liked eating more than just pussy. Imagine that, once for every flavor of ice cream. I wouldn't mind trying that myself. I think it's around forty-two isn't it? Or is that Baskin and Robbins? Shit, I don't know. I had finished my quest. I felt proud as I strutted back toward our table amidst a round of enthusiastic applause. I was surprised, but not shocked to see Daisy and Angie taking turns sucking and licking Jeremy's cock. While Jessie took turns reaming their cunts from behind. I sat down and watched until both men popped their goodies. After that Jeremy said it was time to go home. I tried to find my skirt and blouse, but Jeremy said leave them and that I was going home naked. I didn't mind, in fact it turned me on. I love showing off. I walked to the car proudly with my erect nipples pointing the way and my pussy leaving a trail of juice that could be followed by a blind man. I'm told they have a very good sense of smell. The ride home was interesting. The men sat in front with me in the back. I could tell that things hadn't gone exactly as they expected it. They were rather somber and didn't talk much. Now I was another thing, "That was the most embarrassing thing anyone has ever done to me. I can't believe you two treated me like that." I didn't tell them what a treat it was. I hope you don't do that to me again," I said. At least not more than four or five times a week. I didn't say that, I just thought it. I rambled on and by the time we got home they were cheered up and I'd hit on how to control Jeremy. It was so simple and it worked, I tested it several times over the next two weeks. If I want to do something would I say, "Please don't make me do so and so." or, "I hope you're not going to make me do that?" If I didn't want to do something it would be. "I'd love to do that." Or, "Can I do that, please." It works every time and I always get what I want. I'll give you an example. Jeremy invited a friend from the oil rig to visit us. He was a handsome young man and I wanted to fuck him. After the introduction, "I hope you're not planning on letting him fuck me," I said. "Yes that's exactly what I'm planning," he said. "OH No, not while you fuck my ass, please don't" I cried. It took about two minutes for me to get the young man's cock in my pussy and Jeremy's cured ham in my ass. My factory cranked up after about two strokes. Men are just too easy. Jeremy decided that since he and Jessie were providing all of the money to support us that I should contribute my share. He decided that I should sell my pussy and that my share would be five hundred a week. I'd always wondered what it would be like to be a whore and I liked the idea. I complained and cried like my life was over, never letting him suspect that I loved it. If you're going to be a whore you need a good pimp. I talked Angie and Daisy into letting me use their pimp. He was a good looking black guy with a huge cock, not nearly as big as Jeremy's, but big. A whore has to keep her pimp happy by fucking him. I kept a smile on that boys face all the time. So that's my life. I spend two weeks while Jeremy is home getting my ass fucked off and operating my cum factory. We do all kinds of kinky shit that I think of and beg him not to do. I also get double fucked every evening. The next two weeks is spent making Jessie's life hell, going to Hank's to bust balls and to Harry's to eat pussy. In my spare time I sell my pussy. I haven't fallen short of my quota once. I've heard it said that I'm a feminist. Can you believe that? Me,,, a feminist? I just know that women are superior, that's all. Listen guys, I've tried to keep this as simple as possible, tried not to use any big words that you wouldn't understand. If I screwed up and you run across something that confuses you, just ask any woman you know and I feel sure she will be glad to explain it to you. By the way, you know back there where I put **** for the word to describe Jeremy's cock. T o be honest I just drew a complete blank and couldn't come up with one. I know you will find that hard to believe, but women are not always perfect. Okay so your mom was always perfect, but all women aren't all of the time, ninety-nine point nine percent of the time that's true, but not all the time. Anyway I was hoping you could make a suggestion. Any Ideas? If you have one I would love to hear it. Can you believe this shit, I'm asking men for ideas. I bet if I get any it will come from women. The End This story is a work of fiction and was written for you to enjoy. The author does not in anyway condone the acts of perversion presented here. It is all pure fantasy and I hope you fantasized to your hearts content. If you liked this story and want to thank me for taking the time and energy to write it for you then please show your appreciation by taking a little time and energy to send me an email. I will be sure to answer you. 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