My First Weekend as a Slut 1 I am a 33 year old woman who, after an unsuccessful 10 year stint at marriage, found myself back in the single market. Although I was not a virgin when I married, my sex life was limited to uneventful coupling with little foreplay. My ex and I tried a few things to put some excitement in our relationship, but nothing more than a little role playing and some different positions. I had a recent experience that I'm sure has changed my view of sex for life. After the divorce, I moved into a large apartment complex about 15miles from my office. One of my girlfriends from work got me interested in Aerobics Classes to help relieve some of the stress of work and the divorce. Having had a bad childhood, and low self-esteem, I have been about 15-20 pound overweight since I was a teenager. I got a promotion shortly before the divorce, which made me feel worth something, and the aerobics and weight training brought out a figure that I had never seen on me before. For the first six months after the divorce, my life consisted of going to work, four days a week of aerobics, and meals and TV at home, alone. The class instructor was always giving us little nutrition talks and handouts, and after a couple of months, I had dropped the extra pounds. I was starting to feel good about myself, and my newly developed figure. I have never been what you would describe as a knockout, but I look pretty good these days. I stand about five foot, with natural strawberry blond hair and very fair skin. I am a little on the petite side with smallish (b cup) breasts, slim hips and have developed a tight little butt.. I have a cute enough face, but I have never attracted much male attention, probably because of the weight and my usually frumpy dress. My work wardrobe consists of below the knee skirts, loosely tailored, and high neck blouses. I usually wear my shoulder length hair tied up on my head in a bun or occasionally a French braid. As I regained my confidence, my friend Kelly started to encourage me to loosen up and buy some clothes to show off my new figure. Kelly, is a very outgoing, sexy girl in her late twenties who gets more than her share of attention (and her share of sex as well.) She kept after me to go out with her and meet some men, but I kept putting her off since I didn't feel I was ready to date yet. A couple of weeks ago I met a very nice man at a bookstore. He was pleasant looking, although a little older than me, and quite charming. He invited me for a coffee in the store Cafe, and after a nice conversation, asked me out for a date. We went out a few times, and although I really had a good time in his company, I kept our contact limited to fairly chaste good night kisses. He would occasionally call me at work, but never at home, and I found myself more and more attracted to him. After he had been away for a two week business trip (or so he claimed) we arranged for him to pick me up at work on a Friday night. I called Kelly and asked her to help me shop for a sexy outfit. Having missed his company over the two weeks, I had decided that I was ready for the next step and had decided to allow myself to let go have a little sex (after all it had been almost 8 months since I had any sex at all). While my "date" had been gone, I met one of my neighbors. He lived on the same floor as me and we often saw each other in passing on the way to and from work. He stopped me over the first weekend that Doug was gone, and said that he had noticed me pulling out of the office complex across the street from his office. As the city had recently opened HOV lanes on the unbelievably crowded expressways, and since our schedules seemed to be close, he asked if I would be interested in car-pooling to work. Carl seemed like a nice enough young man (I found out he is 25) and always dressed well for work and drove a nice car, so I felt safe enough, and agreed to give it a try. Carl drove the first week, and I drove the second. With the reduced traffic in the new lanes, our rides were brief, but we got along well, and I enjoyed Carl's sense of humor. I should mention that Carl is black, about 6 feet tall with a winning smile and a great personality. Although I had never been attracted to black men, I thought Carl was quite attractive, and I was sure he had no problem with the ladies. On the Friday of Doug's return, I asked Carl to drive, so I would not have to pick up my car after my date. He agreed, and I packed my sexy new outfit with some makeup (I usually wear very little) in an overnighter, so I could change at work. Our office usually shuts down kind of early on Fridays, so about 4:30 when most people were gone, I went back to the ladies room and fixed up for my date. The outfit Kelly had helped me pick out was something new and foreign to me. It consisted of a shortish black pleated skirt that was cut tight. This was topped with a sheer white blouse through which you could clearly see the lacy camisole I wore underneath. Kelly had added a white garter from her own collection, and a pair of shiny, sheer, white thigh high hose. She had insisted on the underwear, because she said that the sight of me in garters and hose would insure that I excited my new friend. The final touch was a pair of black three inch heels. Kelly had tried to get me to buy higher ones, but I could barely walk in these. I was feeling very nervous dressing this way, but when I let my hair down, curled it with a curling iron, and applied the makeup as Kelly had shown me, I was amazed at how sexy I looked. I could not believe that the dumpy bookish girl I had seen in the mirror for the last 20 years looked like this.. I felt a tingle in my pussy as I checked myself out in the mirror and old forgotten feelings began to fill me and boost my confidence. I was ready, and decided that I was going to knock Doug's socks off. When I returned to my desk, I noticed my phone mail indicator was blinking. I picked up my voice mail, and it was from Doug. He apologized for misleading me, but admitted that he was married and that he had been staying away from me because he thought his wife was suspicious. He told me that he was unable to get away for the evening, but he hoped I understood. I was a basket of emotions. I was hurt, pissed, and felt stupid for not noticing his pattern of behavior as being that of a cheating husband. No wonder I never got his home phone number. As I calmed down a little, I realized that it was nearing 5:00 and I had no ride home. The office was deserted except for me, so I called Carl, and asked if he could pick me as my date had canceled. Carl responded that my date must be stupid to stand up such a sweetheart, but he would be glad to pick me up. Carl's remark made me feel better, and when he told me that he was supposed to meet a couple of friends for a drink and would I like to come along, I said "sure." I gathered up my stuff, and went to the lobby to wait for Carl. When he pulled up and I stepped out from behind the reflective glass lobby door, his jaw visibly dropped. He jumped out to open my door (always the gentleman) and let out a long low whistle. "Lisa, you look drop dead gorgeous in that outfit. I can't believe that you are the same woman I've been riding with for two weeks." In my mixed emotional state, I had completely forgotten about the outfit I was wearing, but I was thrilled with Carl's reaction. "You'll be the center of attention at the club" he added, " I'll have to beat the guys off you with a club." I tried to brush off his remarks, but he was obviously amazed and quite sincere. " That guy who stood you up must be a total idiot." I thanked Carl for his remarks, and I began to feel very sexy again. Here I was at 33 years old, going out to a club "dressed to kill" for the first time in my life. As I slipped into the car, the short skirt I was not used to wearing, rode far up my thighs revealing the tops of my hose and almost completely exposing my legs. This was not missed by my driver, and I noticed a look of lust as he eyed my legs. I quickly adjusted the skirt, but sitting down, I realized that it would still ride up at least halfway between my thighs and knees, hiding very little. As we drove to a small jazz club not far from our offices, I noticed Carl checking out my legs trying not to be too obvious. I was surprised that I was able to create this much interest in such a good looking young man. I began to feel the tingling I had felt earlier when I first saw myself all dressed up. This was a great feeling, and when I knew Carl was distracted, I stole a glance at his crotch. It appeared that he was carrying a formidable lump in his pants. Carl's friends were already at the club when we arrived. As they spotted us crossing the floor, I saw the same lusty looks in their eyes as I had gotten from Carl when he first saw the new me. I was introduced to Philip and Greg. Although they were very polite, I could feel the looks of lust as they checked out my shape. I could feel my nipples harden from this new experience, and a glance in the mirror behind our table revealed that the camisole did little to hide these almost inch long protrusions-if anything, it accentuated them. Philip was a black man, a little shorter than Carl, but with a bigger build like a football player. Greg was a tall, slim white man with an athletic build, blond hair and mustache, and sparkling blue eyes. The three guys kept me quite entertained, and after the first drink, I was feeling completely relaxed and had all but forgot about the date I was supposed to have had. I could not find a good way to sit in my short skirt, and the tiny cocktail table we were sitting at offered little in the way of a hiding place. I tried to keep my modesty for the first drink, but after a while, I just let the skirt stay at mid-thigh, barely covering my stocking tops. All three guys were perfect gentlemen, attending to me as though I was the only woman around. The bar was filling up with a younger professional crowd, and many good looking women were hanging around apparently unattached. I commented on the crowd and wondered why the guys weren't hitting up on some of these lovely ladies. "Why should we be interested in them, when we are here with the sexiest lady in the place" replied Greg. The others quickly joined in agreeing with him making me feel even better than I already did. Carl told the guys that some idiot had stood me up for a date tonight and that was why they were so lucky to have my company. All agreed that Doug was a fool. I was feeling like the sexiest woman on earth, with all the attention and the drinks warming me up on the inside. It seemed that every time I turned to look at one of the guys, he was checking out my legs or my hard nibs. I excused myself to go to the bathroom, and as I walked away, I tried to put a little swing in my ass. Since I wasn't used to the heels, and was a little buzzed, this was a little easier than I had thought. I could almost feel the stares of my friends following me across the room and I noticed several heads turn to check me out as I crossed the bar. As I freshened up in the Ladies room, I checked myself out again in the full length mirror. The elevation of the heels gave my calves a nicer shape than usual, The fitted skirt made my waist look tiny and my ass more shapely. The camisole top with a little push up, made my smallish breasts look larger and firmer than they are. All in all, I could see why the guys were so infatuated, and I knew that I would have to enlist Kelly for another shopping expedition shortly. As I was checking myself out, one of the girls in room noticed me and commented, "Yeah Yeah, you look great, and it's not fair that you have three hot guys deep in lust with you while all I'm meeting are jerks." I looked at her and smiled. She continued, "I envy you the sex you are going to get tonight!" I was a little shocked by her comment and asked what she meant. " If I had those three guys to myself, I wouldn't get dressed again until Sunday night!" My shocked look must have surprised her. "I wasn't even supposed to be here tonight" I explained. "I barely know these guys." She said " All the better, I can always let myself go a little more when I'm screwing with strangers" and with a flick of her long blond hair, she spun and left for the bar. As I strutted back to the table, my mind was reeling with the implications of the blond in the washroom. Could simple plain Jane me actually have wild uninhibited sex? And not just with one guy, but three young, and very attractive studs? The looks I was getting from Carl, Philip and Greg left no doubt in my mind that I could have any or all of them if I wanted. The thought made me tingle, and I could feel my pussy dampening at the prospect. As I slid back in my seat, I purposely did not hold down my skirt, so I knew the guys all got a good flash as I sat down. I acted as if I hadn't noticed the display, but I could see that my show had made a reaction with the guys. The guys were discussing dinner plans, and almost without thinking, I offered to make them something at my apartment. All quickly agreed, and asked if I needed anything. I wanted to tell them "Yes I need some serious sex", but I suggested that they stop at a liquor store as I was not very well supplied at home. Greg asked if I objected to a little "herb." I hadn't smoked since college, but the night was ripe for experiences so I said "Sure!" Philip picked the bar tab, and all the guys quashed my offer to help pay. "Your company has been payment enough" said Philip and gave me a little wink. This was the first suggestive word any of the guys had said all night, but his eyes fell to my tits as he smiled, and my nipples grew before his eyes. I winked back and turned to walk out with Carl. The guys agreed to meet at Carl's place first then they would come over to mine, giving me time to start preparing. As Carl and I drove back to the complex, he commented that his friends were very impressed with me and how they couldn't get over how lovely I was. He asked me what had brought about the change in my dress, and I told him that I had decided it was time to enjoy life a lot more and with the drink talking more than my mind I said "And I decided that it was time to get laid" As the words came from my mouth, I was shocked that I had said such a thing, especially to Carl at this time. The look on his face was precious with shock. In the two weeks we had known each other, it was the first mention of sex, and it was rather blatant. He looked like he was going to reply, but instead just smiled and continued driving. When I could look without him noticing, I saw that Carl's crotch was sporting a prominent bulge again. At home I popped some chicken from the freezer and quickly cleaned up the living room. I then unconsciously did the same in the bedroom. As I realized what I was doing, I began to fantasize about what it would be like to make it with Carl. Being rather conservative in the past, I had never even thought about having interracial sex, but now I was wanting to see if the stories about black men's endowments were true. Feeling flushed and excited, I ran to the kitchen and threw together a quick meal that could be baked in an hour and would leave me free to party. It was difficult to concentrate on cooking, as the blond girl's comment in the bathroom came back to me and I realized that I could actually have all three of these hunks if I wanted. I could not even imagine what the possibilities were, but I was sure that I would chicken out if the opportunity came to pass. By the time the guys knocked at the door, dinner was cooking and I was hot and horny. As I opened the door, I was surprised to see that they all had changed clothes. It was nice to see them changed from their suits into nice casual clothes. I was still dressed in my hot outfit, with an apron tied around my waist. Philip and Greg had brought some wine and a bottle of Vodka. We mixed some drinks, put the wine in the fridge, and went out on my private balcony. I only had two chairs on the porch, so Greg and Carl took up the floor as I sat down beside Philip. Greg lit up a joint, and within a few minutes, I was feeling too good for words. The pot really loosened me up and I found myself checking out the guys with sex on my mind. All three were wearing jeans, and each seemed to fill them out well behind the zipper. Each time I caught a glance at one of their bulges, I got a bit hornier. I was about to explode with lust when my timer went off in the kitchen. As I jumped up to get the meal, my skirt stayed hiked up. I had to step over Greg and Carl to get to the door, and I'm sure they both had a clear look between my legs. I laid out the dinner and the wine, and we all had a great meal. The guys were getting a little flirty now, making innuendoes and slightly off color remarks. Carl dropped a spoon under the table and "accidentally" ran his arm up my calf while retrieving it. When he raised up from under the table, our eyes met, and I gave him my best effort at a knowing sexy smile. He must have got the message, because several times after that he managed to rub against me while at the table. Each time he lingered a little longer and I never backed off from his touches. Greg brought up the subject of the date who stood me up. All the guys shared a glance which made me think that Carl had told them about my remark in the car. "I'm really glad that he did" I exclaimed, "I'm sure having a much better time with you three hunks than I ever had with him." At my compliment, all the guys puffed up a bit and as I looked around the table, the sexual tension was definitely rising. Greg started the ball rolling by commenting that I was the only one that hadn't changed. "So you don't like my outfit?" I asked. All the guys immediately chorused their approval. Greg quickly stated that he didn't object at all, and that I should go relax while they cleaned up the dishes so I didn't soil my sexy outfit. All the guys joined in cleaning up, and when they returned to the balcony, I was sitting with my feet up on the spare chair displaying the full length of my legs. My skirt was now revealing the lacy tops of my stockings but I made no effort to hide them. I could tell that they were all lusting for me and without any conscious decision on my part, I was lusting for all of them. Carl fired up another joint for dessert and when I took a long drag, I could feel my nipples trying to burst through the thin silk of my camisole top. Greg commented how much he appreciated women who wore stockings instead of pantyhose. I glanced down at my legs as though I had just noticed what I was revealing. "Do you really think so?" I asked. "I've never worn them until today, but I love the feel of them." Greg said "I'm sure I'd like the feel of them too!" I ran a hand from my calf up to my thigh, and said "they are really silky feeling, and they make me feel very sexy" Greg slid over from his place on the floor and ran his hand up my leg following the same path I just had and said "That does feel wonderful...and the stockings feel pretty good too." We all laughed, but the sexual dam had sprung its first leak. Greg's touch had caused my panties to soak, and I noticed that Carl, who was leaning on the railing, was showing a definite hard on. When I looked up into his eyes, I knew he had seen me staring at his erection. I smiled, licked my lips, and said " looks like you like the stockings too huh Carl?" His reaction was "It's what's in them that gets me excited!" and at that he leaned forward from the railing and kissed me directly on the mouth. I had never got so excited from a kiss before in my life. Our lips parted and we snaked tongues for about 10 seconds that seemed like forever. When he broke our kiss, I was a little flustered, but responded with "Oh Carl, you better watch out or your friends will get jealous." I felt Philip move up beside me and say "We won't if you kiss us all" and with that he placed a lip lock on me. As we kissed, I felt a hand start to slide softly up my leg. I made no effort to back off from the groping fingers or from the kiss. My only reaction was to moan and keep kissing Philip. He was an excellent kisser, and we stayed liplocked for a while. As we broke the kiss, I felt another hand start to slide up my other leg and a quick glance let me know that both Greg and Carl were enjoying my stockings. I also realized that during the kissing I must have slid down in the chair because now my skirt was up to the garter belts. I looked at the three handsome men surrounding me with lust in their eyes and said "Well guys, we don't need to let the whole neighborhood in on our little party... Why don't we move inside?" Within seconds we were all back in the living room and I had puled the blinds closed over the sliding patio door. I turned to the three studs who were now wondering what I was going to do now. I paraded myself before them and said "I've never felt this sexy before, and I think this is going to be the most exciting night of my life." At that, Greg stepped up to me and gently hugged me to his firm slim body. Our lips met in a frantic kiss as I felt his hands slide down and cup my ass cheeks. He pulled me close and I felt his bulge throb against my firm belly as my skirt slid up to my waist. I felt a second body slip up behind me and a pair of hands slide up my torso to my firm tits. My nipples slipped between a pair of fingers and they felt like they were connected directly to my pussy. As soon as both nips were gently tweaked, my pussy erupted in a juicy flow. A rigid shaft was pushing up against my round buns and every nerve ending in my body was reacting. Greg and I broke our kiss and I looked dreamily up into his blue eyes. The hands caressing my tits began to unbutton my blouse and a third pair of hands was undoing my skirt. in seconds, I was standing in a pair of heels, hose, garters and camisole. My panties had disappeared with my skirt. The guys effortlessly lifted my 104lbs from the floor and carried me to my king size bed. I was immediately surrounded by males in heat. My camisole was slid up and two heads fell to my breasts, sucking and nibbling on my elongated nipples. They are very long and get hard as jellybeans when I'm excited, and I was certainly excited now. Carl slid down between my legs and began gently stroking and kissing them from the ankles, up to my inner thighs, and back down the other leg-purposely avoiding touching my clit. I was frantic for release from all the attention, and when Carl's tongue gave it's first lick on my clit, I exploded. I had never climaxed so hard in my life and my butt arched high off the bed. Carl kept up his action, and I felt my juices gush from my lips as the thick tongue lapped between the slippery folds. As I slowly calmed down, Carl raised up his head, looked me in the eyes and said, "That was the sweetest thing I've ever tasted." He kept his eyes locked on mine and slid his long thick tongue from bottom to top of my slit, collecting a pool of my juices, and then savoring them as though they were ambrosia. Greg looked down from The tit he was savoring, and said "I knew she would be sweet, and I've been dying to eat her all night. Let me have a taste!" As the two guys started to switch positions, I noticed that although their shirts were open, all the guys were still mostly clothed. I looked up Carl and smiled "If you weren't wearing all those clothes, I'd return the favor of that awesome orgasm you just gave me!" With that all three guys began dropping clothes as fast as they could. Shortly I was treated to the naked flesh of three hunky studs. Carl's smooth body was hairless with the exception of a wiry tuft around his massive disk. I was amazed at the sight of my first black dick. It appeared to be about 9 inches long and as around as a silver dollar. But what really amazed me was how hard it was. It looked like his skin was stretched over a steel pipe. It stood straight out from his firm body, deep black with a pinkish purple head. Greg's clothes were soon gone and his body was remarkably similar to Carl's. Both were long and lean, smoothly muscled and almost no body fat. Greg's cock matched his body. It was a little shorter that Carl's, more long and lean like his body. The exception was a thick head that was almost twice as wide as the shaft was. I turned to eye Philips body, and was amazed by his powerful muscles. He was obviously a body builder since every muscle in his body was well defined and large. His cock was very thick and looked like a black Billy club sticking out over a massive sack of balls. The reality of what was happening struck me as I realized that I was about to be fucked by three big dicks attached to men I barely knew. I panicked for a minute until Greg moved between my legs and applied his mouth over my dripping pussy. He opened wide and locked his lips around mine and slid his tongue deeply into my hole. As soon as I felt him touch me, all thought of stopping left my mind. I was on the pill to control my cramps, but I fleetingly hoped that the boys were safe, since I did not want to have any rubbers between these great cocks and my flesh. Philip was now naked and was greedily slurping my tits- moving from one to the other keeping my nipples rock hard. I felt the bed shift, and Carl was at my side. He bent over and kissed me deeply. I could taste my juices on his lips, and I really did taste sweet. As we broke the kiss, I reached for his big black cock. It was so stiff, yet so soft. My tiny hand barely reached around the shaft as I drew him to my face. I eyed my new black friend, and was instantly eager to feel this monster in my mouth. I slid my lips up and down the sides of his weapon, leaving shiny spit trails all over the length. I could hear him moan as I slipped the big head into my wet mouth- it was huge. I tried to slide my mouth down Carl's long black pole, but I could barely get a third of it in. I stroked his length as I pumped my mouth softly up and down, swirling my tongue around the bulbous head. I was in heaven. My tits and pussy were being stimulated like never before, and I had a mouth full of thick hard cock. I tasted a few drops of pre cum that leaked from Carl's dick and found myself wanting to swallow his whole load. I had eaten cum before, but never from a big black log before. I loved the feel of this steel tool gently stroking in and out between my lips. Carl stroked my hair and told me how beautiful I looked. I looked from around his big dick and locked my eyes to his as I swabbed his big head with my little tongue. "OOOH baby, If you keep that Up, I'm going to blow soon" Carl moaned as I turned my head and engulfed almost half of his big tool. Just then, Greg slipped a long finger up my snatch and locked his lips around my clit, battering it with his tongue. I felt myself stiffen and for the second time in less than 1/2 hour, I was having a drenching orgasm. I bucked my hips and shoved my pussy into Greg's face. Carl's cock slipped from my mouth as I cried out in pleasure, and I felt it throb as a long burst of cum shot from the head flying across the room. Still in the throws of ecstasy, I was able to feed Carl's shooting cock back to my lips, and I captured three more bursts of cum in my mouth. Even after missing the first blast, his load was huge, and I had to swallow twice just to contain the mouthful. I kept a full mouthful of load and continued to slurp on his throbbing tool. It was so exciting to feel this steel hard dick pulse on my tongue as I swallowed the last of his load and continue to mouth his organ as I looked up into his eyes. Carl gently stroked my cheek and hair as he looked down at me, mouth full of cock and sperm, and said "You are as sexy and hot as you are lovely. I loved watching you suck me off" I let his log slip from my mouth and smiled "It's you guys that make me this way. I've never been so hot or been loved so well in my life!" All three replied almost at the same time "we've only just begun." then Carl surprised me by bending down and giving me a long soul kiss blending our juices between our mouths. At this time, the guys played Musical Lisa. Philip moved between my legs to give me my third tongue lashing, Carl slipped down to mouth my extremely sensitive titties, and Greg offered me his long pole. After the salty-sweet blast I had swallowed from Carl, I was anxious to give the same treatment to Greg and receive a taste of his load while getting my juices swallowed by Philip. Greg's huge cock head found it's way into my mouth, and I strained to swallow as much as I could. Greg slipped a pillow under my neck and shifted so he was above me, feeding his long prong straight into my mouth. In this position I was able to get about 2/3s of the turgid length into my mouth until he hit my throat. I gagged slightly and Greg immediately pulled out asking "are you OK?" I could not believe how gentle and caring these three were. Her I was acting like a slut and being serviced by three studs, and they were treating me like a queen. In way of reply, I pulled Greg's dick back to my mouth and said "It's just so big, I'm going to have to go slow" as I plunged my mouth back over his beautiful dick. I found it tremendously exciting to look into Greg's eyes while he filled my mouth completely with his cock. The huge head kept hitting the back of my throat, but I had never tried to Deep Throat before, and could not get the head past the tight opening. I contented myself with gently squeezing his hairy balls and slurping his cockhead and half of the shaft. Again, just as Greg was about to explode, Phil's ministrations had their effect on me and my body was again racked with a rushing orgasm. Although not as intense as the first two, it was still stronger than any I had had before this day. Greg's cock began to spurt as if my orgasm had triggered his. I gagged as the first huge shot hit my throat and clogged my breathing. Again Greg pulled out, but I managed to raise up and capture his shooting tool back in my mouth as I gulped as much of his load as I was able. Two shots had landed on my face and some was in Carl's hair, but I still had more load than I could handle, and I felt come spilling out the sides of my mouth around the tight fit of the big cock. I continued to milk him as his tool started to droop a bit. Greg lovingly cleaned my face off with his fingers, and I let his dick slip from my mouth, and I cleaned the sticky cream from his fingers while staring into his blue eyes. Greg also kissed me even though I had just swallowed his load, and my lips were sticky with overflow. Philip was ready for attention by this time, and he was quickly at my face with his fat hard black cock at attention. Feeling very weak from my three orgasms, but at the same time exhilarated, I struggled to my knees and leaned over Philips heavily muscled body. He was much darker than Carl, and as I stroked his dick with my tiny hand, I relished the contrast between my very fair skin and his deep blackness. I kissed and nibbled his nipples and slowly licked my way down his washboard belly to his thick black dick. I Licked the head and shaft up and down marveling at the thickness of it. I rubbed the head of his dick up against my stiff nipples and around the flesh of my titties before returning to try and swallow this monster. I felt movement behind me, and glanced between my legs to see Carl's still hard pole approaching my dripping gash. I reached back with my free hand and opened up my pussy lips in an open invitation to my fuck mate. I was about to be filled with black dick form both ends, and my mind was reeling with excitement. Carl gently stroked his length up and down between the folds of my outer lips, teasing my clit with his stiff cock head. "Oh yes, Carl" I moaned with lust "please give it to me" At that, I slurped down onto Philips thick black head. I would have screamed in lust when Carl's cock entered my pussy, but I was too busy stuffing Philip into my mouth. Carl slipped slowly into me until I felt his cock hit bottom in my cunt. I looked back and saw that several inches of his cock were still exposed while I felt fuller than I ever had been before. At that point, I realized how much I wanted and needed to be filled with these dicks. I wanted to swallow the one in my mouth whole and have the one in my pussy pound me until I came and came. I was experiencing mini orgasms from the big pole in my back while my mouth was stretched to the limit as I tried to force more and more thick dick in it. I was squirming and pushing my slim hips back in rhythm to Carl's pounding, and I felt more and more of his big dick fill me until with one push, I felt my butt make contact with his pelvis. I pulled my mouth from Phil's cock and moaned back to Carl "Oh it's so big and I'm so full and it feels so Gooooooooooood!" and I let loose with a crashing orgasm. My pussy soaked it's big invader with juice and my tightness gripped the big black cock filling me to the limit. As I came down from the climax, I realized that Greg had lay under me between the two others, and was again attacking my nipples. I fell forward on Phil's tube, and was surprised when it bottomed in my mouth, then I felt the thick head slide deeper and enter my throat. I gurgled around this new sensation, took a deep breath through my nose and tried to push deeper. I felt another half inch enter my throat, but then I could not take any more and had to back off. Philip was bucking with pleasure as he tenderly held my head and moaned "Oh Lisa, you've throated my monster. No woman has ever done that to me. I raised my eye to his as I held his big bone head between my lips and flicked my tongue over the pee hole. Phil's eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure, and I slowly slipped the big dick back in my mouth to try again. I could not get his massive head down again, so I quickened my pace and fucked his tremendous cock with my face. Carl was picking up the pace of his slamming into my pussy and I could feel him bottom out with each stroke. He shoved all eight inches into my pussy then pulled back so the head was barely still inside the slammed back home. I heard him start to moan and wail, and shortly, he pulled out with a pop and I felt a shower of warm sticky jizz cover my tight buns. I was amazed at the amount of sperm he was able to shoot after the wad he had fed me just a little while ago. As the warm load spread over my buns, I felt Carl slide off the bed and my pussy was quickly filled with Greg's big white dick. He took me gently at first, but the excitement must have been too much for him because he was soon pumping me with vigor. Meanwhile I continued mouthing Philip's killer meat. I pulled him from my mouth and looked up at him asking "You haven't come yet, doesn't this feel good enough?" Philip was quick to assure me that it was the best head he had ever received, and he would be content to spend the whole night in my mouth. "Well, I'll keep sucking as long as you can keep it hard" I panted, and resumed my attack on his meat. It was now a challenge to concentrate on the sucking as my pussy was spasming again and I was into what must have been my tenth orgasm of the night. I had never come so much and I wanted more and more of this attention. I wanted to pleasure these guys as much as they had pleasured me. I reached down to fondle Philips huge sack and it was bloated and sweaty. That was all it took. As soon as I squeezed his sack, Philip grabbed my head and let out a long moan of pleasure as rope after of rope of come was pumped into my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, but much of his huge load spilled back down onto Phil's dick and balls. When he had finished shooting off, I cleaned the mess off his crotch with my mouth and tongue. Philip's cock softened just a bit after blowing his load, but the feel of my tongue on his balls brought him back to full hardness within a minute. I could not get over the staying power of this burly man, and I wanted to feel this thick monster stretch my pussy like it had my lips. Greg's pussy pounding had continued to stimulate me from behind, and my juices were still flowing freely over his dick. Noticing that I had finished Philip off, Greg gently lay me on my back and entered me missionary style. I felt his knobby head pressure my clit as he slipped into me and soon I was bucking my hips up against him as he hammered away. At the last second, he pulled out with a yell, and sprayed his jizz all over my chest and belly. I slid my hands over my body rubbing the goo into my nibs and licking the leftover off my fingers. As Greg fell back exhausted beside me, I leaned up and took his softening member between my lips cleaning him off and relishing the taste of my hot snatch on his dick. As I released his cock, I saw Philip's cock still standing up hard as ever. I shakily moved over to his prone form and knelt astride his hips. His body was so big, and mine so small, that I had to stretch as wide as I could to get my knees on either side of him, which opened my pussy up wide. I reached between my legs and guided his tool to my wet stretched lips and rubbed the big head against my clit. I leaned forward to kiss him, and he responded in kind, taking my face into his large hands, kissing me deeply then he held me to his big chest, stroked my hair, and murmured lovingly how lovely and sexy I was and how he wanted to please me. I answered that he already had and was going to again and raised up from his caress, and slid down to ride his dick. I looked down to watch and was fascinated by the juxtaposition of this massive hard black tool against my downy tuft of reddish pubic hair and pale thighs. My pussy hair was matted with come, and the outer lips appeared to be held open permanently by my wide spread legs. As the head entered me, I felt stretched to the limit. My gaping juicy pussy was still too tight for this big dick. I gave another push, and a couple of inches slid in. I gasped as the pressure caused another minor orgasm. My pussy throbbed around the big pole and I was so full, but looking down I had only taken a little less than half inside me. Philip reached out with his big hands, and lifted me up by my hips as though I weighed nothing. He began to softly pump me up and down a couple of inches in and out at a time until I stretched to accommodate his girth. Gradually Phil picked up the pace until I was impaled deeply on his tree trunk dick. I felt like I had an arm up my hole instead of a dick, and I was loving it. My body went limp in Philip's strong hands, as he jacked off with my body. He was so strong yet so gentle as he filled me again and again with his big thing. Philip began to growl and moan, and I could tell he was ready to spew. I tried to tell him to fill me with his load, but I was breathless from the action. I squirmed from his grasp, and fearing that he was hurting me, Phil pulled out. I fell across his lap and caught his bone in my mouth just as he spurted again. I could not swallow this time, but kept milking his dick with my mouth, letting him relish the feel of my mouth and tongue as he came and came. When Philips cock finally began to wither, I rolled off and collapsed on the bed exhausted. I could tell there was movement around me, but I was too weak to look up. Shortly, I felt myself being lifted from the bed and carried away. One of the noises I was hearing I realized, was bath water running. and I was carefully lowered into a tub of warm water. As I began to recover, I felt three set of hands soaping my body up and tenderly cleaning me off. I opened my eyes and looked at the guys surrounding the tub. They all wore big smiles and nothing else. Carl lifted a glass of wine to my lips, and I drank about half of it down, loving the mixed flavor of the white wine and salty jizz. When I was clean, the guys picked me from the tub, gently dried me off, and returned me to the bed. All the previous action had taken place on the spread, which was now on the floor, and I was placed on the cool sheets. The guys started gathering their clothes from the floor as I recovered. They moved to the living room and I could hear them talking softly. I did not want them to leave without talking, so I got up from the bed onto wobbly legs. I grabbed my robe from the wall hook, and went out to the living room. All conversation stopped as I walked into the room. I looked around at each of the men that I had just sucked and fucked and I felt a tear come to my eye. I was suddenly embarassed and ashamed at what I had just done. I looked down at the floor and murmered "You guys must think I'm a real cheap slut, don't you?" The room was silent for a second before the guys responded. Carl stood and took me in his arms. He pushed back my damp hair, looked me in the eyes and said "Lisa, we've all just shared something very special. I think you've discovered a very real and beautiful part of yourself, and we were all glad to be a part of it." I looked deep into his eyes and realized that he was being sincere. "Then it's all right that I enjoyed it so much?" I asked. Carl kissed me on the nose and said "You couldn't have enjoyed it as much as we did!" All the other s agreed and each man took me in his arms, kissed me deeply, and reassured me that I had nothing to be ashamed of. I finally sank to the couch with Carl, and snuggled in his arms. Philip and Greg acted as though they were going to leave, when I made a decision. "Can I ask a favor of all of you?" I asked. "Anything" was the universal reply. I sat up and tried to collect my self. Something had definately happened to me tonight, and I was anxious to explore my new found sexuality to its limits. I sat forward so my robe fell open revealing my sensitive breasts. "Would you all spend the weekend with me?" I asked. If I hadn't been so nervous, I would have laughed at the looks on their faces. "I mean...I really enjoyed what we did, and I think you are the most wonderful lovers a woman could ever have...and...well...you did everything to please me tonight, and next time I would like to do everything to please you." Nobody spoke for a moment, and my insecurity crept back as I thought that they would not stay. Philip spoke up saying "Only a fag or a fool wouldn't give their right nut to spend an hour with you! I think you can safely say that you can have our undivided attention for as long as you like" Greg and Carl quickly agreed, so I rose and moved to the bedroom. "Well I better get some rest, I have a feeling that I'm going to need all the energy I can get tommorrow" As I stepped into the bedroom I turned and said "anyone who wants to share the bed is more than welcome." and I dropped my robe, letting them have a last glimpse of my tight butt as I turned to the bed. I droped into the bed and almost instantly nodded off. I was vaugley aware of a warm hard body snuggling up behind, and I thought I felt at least one more as I fell blissfully asleep. These stories describe attitudes and behavior that may be neither safe nor socially acceptable. They were nonetheless lots of fun. There are lots of odd people in the world. I have been lucky! You may not be so. If you venture outside of a monagamous relationship, you leave yourself open for pain, misery or even death. Have fun but be careful!! Thanx, Lisa