My First Weekend as a Slut Part 3 Sunday morning arrived for me at about 10:00 AM. I rolled out of bed to answer the call of nature, and was immediately aware of what a mess I was. As I peed, I could feel juices leaking from my ass and pussy along with nature’s flows. My pussy was quite sore, and my ass felt wide open. Images of the previous nights' activities flashed through my mind. I remembered somehow fitting Philip’s huge dong in my newly deflowered ass as I rode a big white cock. As more of the night came back to me, I felt humiliated. How could I have let these guys do all that they had done to me? Could I possibly have enjoyed all of that? A tingle in my pussy reminded me that I had loved almost all of the wild orgy I had just been through. The only exception was the guy with the foul tasting sperm. He had insisted on dumping every one of his loads (I can’t think of how many) into my mouth. I had spat two of them out, but I know that I had swallowed at least one. I moved to the shower to remove the night’s residue from my supple body. As I washed my hair and body, I became turned on at my own touch. I was still struggling with over thirty years of prudishness being overcome in a single weekend. The sexy feelings that crept over me as I washed, won out over my past inhibitions. By the time I was done showering, I felt like a new woman, ready to take on the world again. I moved back to the condo looking for something to wear. I got a man’s dress shirt from Philip’s closet, and slipped it on. I padded barefoot out to the living room. Carl, Philip and Greg were on the verandah sipping coffees. I poured myself a cup and walked to the porch unnoticed. “Good morning studs!” I greeted the boys. They were startled at my appearance, and quickly made room for me to sit. The group looked at me expectantly as I sat on a love seat with Greg and sipped my coffee. I looked at them silently, then broke into a grin. The guys explained that they were worried that the night had gotten out of hand, and that I would be pissed off at them. I explained that I had no regrets, but asked them to please not invite the foul spermed guy again. Philip laughed out loud “That must have been Dave, he eats raw garlic every day to increase his virility!” he explained. “Well, I don’t know about virile, but he sure tasted evil to me” I responded. That broke the ice, and soon we were chatting comfortably again. After a second cup of coffee and many comments about my performances of the weekend, Phil posed the important question. “So, are you still up for your last day of servitude?” he asked. I rolled my eyes in mock exasperation. “Well...” I started. “As long as you don’t invite the whole neighborhood again, I think this little girl could handle some more great sex!” The guys all cheered my enthusiasm. Greg asked if I wasn’t more than a little sore from my escapades. I replied, “Well, everything is pretty tender right now.” Greg offered to “kiss it and make it feel better” and Carl and Phil quickly agreed to assist. I told them I needed to eat before I could get started again. We made quick plans and decided to hit a breakfast spot nearby. The guys dressed casually as I realized that I had nothing presentable to wear. I decided to slip on my bikini bottoms under the overlarge shirt, and don my new pink heels. When we were ready to go, the guys all loved my outfit. Phil said his shirts had never looked better, and he snaked a hand under to squeeze one of my buns. I gave him a mock slap and strutted across the lot to Carl’s car. We all piled in, Philip and me in the back seat. I snuggled close to Philip enjoying the feel of his big arms and chest as he held me close. The restaurant was fairly crowded when we arrived and we were told to anticipate a 30 minute wait. We waited in the lobby with the after church crowd. I noticed quite a few of the family men checking out my legs as they waited with their wives. One older man offered me his seat, and I rewarded his gallantry by flashing him a spanse of bare thigh as I took his seat. When I crossed my legs, the shirt tails fell to the side revealing my bare legs almost up to the crotch. This was not wasted on any of the men in the lobby, and I could feel their eyes on me as they tried not to stare. When our table was ready, I slid from the chair, allowing my shirt to ride up even more, revealing the tiny bikini bottom. The man who had offered his seat appeared to have a hard on, and I rubbed my butt against his crotch as I slipped past him. I heard him groan, and I smiled inwardly at my new ability to arouse lust in so many men. Breakfast was a treat as I continued to flash my bare legs. We all joked about the various ways guys had of “dropping” something just to get closer look at my nearly revealed crotch. The waitress was a little shocked at our flirty behavior as it was apparent that I had screwed all three guys. We had a great meal, and I was really turned on by the time we left. In the car, Greg slid into the back with me. We stayed parked as Greg slid me back in the seat, legs spread, and began to snack on my snatch. I had one leg over the back of the seat, and I unbuttoned my shirt to reveal my tender titties. We were fairly close to the restaurant, and people were walking past regularly. I was oblivious to my surroundings as Greg massaged my clit with his lips and tongue, soothing the tenderness in my pussy. As Greg’s ministrations sent me over the edge, I bucked up against his mouth and cried out in pleasure. This must have attracted some attention, because when I calmed down, I noticed several men watching through the windows. Carl and Phil had apparently encouraged them to watch, because everyone was eyeing my exposed body. I waved out at my audience as Carl started the car and we drove away, laughing. We joked about the reactions of the people in the parking lot as we drove. I did not bother to refasten my shirt, and the guys encouraged me to flash passers by as we rode. Exposing myself to strangers so blatantly was getting me aroused and I could not wait to start fucking again. I knelt in the seat with my bare ass near the window and gave Greg another of my newly perfected blow jobs. After two days of heavy sucking, I was able to swallow Greg almost to the root. I sucked him to completion while listening to appreciative honks from passing cars. After cleaning up Greg, I leaned over the front seat, and took Philip’s monster in my mouth. The position was awkward, but I was still able to enjoy half of his cock while leaving my bare ass exposed. I was still sucking Philip as we arrived at his condo. I finished him off as we sat in the lot, and again we drew an audience. As I swallowed Philip’s seed, I heard the applause from outside the car. When I looked out, three teen aged guys were gawking at me. I climbed from the car, nearly naked and walked to the condo. As I passed the poor boys, I slid my hand across their cocks, smiling. “Don’t worry guys” I told them. “Someday you’ll get some hot pussy of your own!” We entered the condo ready for action. I dropped the shirt to the floor and stood naked in my heels. Carl had a raging hard on, and he wanted “Screw my sweet ass again.” I was too horny to object, but told him he would need to get some additional lubrication as I was still sore. With that, Carl fell to his knees and bending me over the couch, proceeded to orally stimulate the tight opening. I loved having my butt licked, and Carl’s tongue snaked its way inside me as I groaned my pleasure. He licked and sucked my back door for about five minutes. He stopped licking, and I felt a cool substance being applied to my butt. Philip had come up with a bottle of love gel, and it warmed up as Carl applied the lube in and around my ass. When he could easily slide his fingers into me, Carl stood and pressed the head of his large dick to my hole, and slipped deep inside. Philip slid under me and began tonguing my clit as Carl gently probed my butt. It did not take long for either of us to get off. The feeling of Carl’s load shooting deep into my bowels caused me to release onto Philip’s mouth. Carl kept stroking as I climaxed. I heard myself cry out “Fuck my ass Carl...I love your cock in my butt” and I came and came. As Carl moved off, Philip slid out to take his place. He opted for my juicy pussy, and in one slow smooth stroke, he planted his entire dick in to the hilt. This further stimulated my eager clit, and I had several climaxes as he slowly but purposefully pumped me from behind. Even though he had screwed me many times over the last two days, Philip’s cock never failed to thrill me. His cock was so thick and hard, that every stroke was like being fucked by a tree trunk. He was very gentle for such a big man, but when I asked for it, he would gladly slam his thick meat into me relentlessly. Today, I was content to let him saw away slowly allowing me to enjoy the feel of every inch. “Oh Philip” I moaned, “I just can’t get enough of that huge fat cock. I’m really going to miss it when this weekend is over.” Phil pulled me close, filling me with his huge root and murmured in my ear “Lisa, you can have as much of me as you want, any time and any where.” His big hands caressed my tender tits as he stroked deeply. I could feel his strokes getting more frantic, until he shoved deep inside me and let loose his big wad. The power of Phil’s spew was incredible, especially considering how many loads I had coaxed from him recently. It felt like a fire hose was shooting inside me as he pumped his load. I slid off his pole, and lay down on the couch, taking his dripping cock into my wet mouth. I licked and sucked the big black dick as it softened on my tongue. The more it shrunk, the more I could take, and I enjoyed the feel of the limp sticky mass filling my mouth. Phil reluctantly pulled out of my mouth and dropped to the floor, exhausted. I lay limp on the couch in the afterglow of my many climaxes. My normally high energy level was being drained by two days of continuous sex. Greg and Carl came over and began kissing me ad stroking my body. The love gel was pulled out again, and I received a four hand, two tongue, body massage. As I lay back and luxuriated in the pleasure, my mind was reeling. Friday morning, I had been a plain Jane thirty something divorcee. Friday night I was a wanton woman. Saturday I spent as a ravenous slut, and now I was being treated like a queen. Every inch of my flesh was caressed, kissed and oiled. The guys pampered me for almost an hour, and by the time they had finished, I was ready for sluthood again. “Why don’t we go back to the pool?” Greg suggested. I recalled yesterdays' incidents, and queried “Do you intend to give away my favors again?” Carl asked if I wanted them to. “Just be selective, and I will try to make you proud of your little slut!” I exclaimed. The guys were all happy, and I sucked each of their cocks to hardness before rolling away and teasing, “Well, let’s go!” I put on my skimpy bikini as the guys dressed, as we walked to the pool. My body was glistening from the massage oil, and my bare buns were on display for all to see. I got a few whistles and comments from guys as we passed. It appeared that this was a mostly black oriented complex, since I had only seen about four white anywhere on the property. When we got to the pool, I recognized the guy who had opened my ass the previous day. The rest of the guests were black men who all took notice of the sexy white woman who had just arrived. I looked at all the men, and several of them caught my eyes. There were three guys who I thought were quite attractive, and I winked at one of them as I caught him staring at me. We gathered some pool chairs together, and I lay down on a recliner to catch some rays. As I relaxed in the heat, I overheard some of the comments the other men made to my friends about me. They all were checking out my bared buns, and I’m sure that they would have all liked to get a chance to be between them. When I rolled over to my back, I noticed that two nice looking men had joined our group. One of them was the guy I had winked at, and I was quickly introduced. I was hot inside and out, and announced that I was taking a dip. I dove in the pool, and was followed by the rest of my friends and the two new men. After a few laps, I hung by the shallow side of the pool, my arms draped over the ledge. This posture allowed the top of my suit to gape open revealing my pert tits. The guys stood by checking me out as we all joked and talked. I was amazingly comfortable being surrounded by large black men and being mostly undressed. I flirted with the new guys, Jack and Tom, and they made several suggestive comments about my situation. My friends had not yet told them of our relationship, I guess they were waiting for my approval. Jack moved to sit on the ledge beside me, giving him an unobstructed view of my tits. At one point I leaned my head back and caught him gaping at the exposed flesh of my chest. I grinned at him asking if he liked the view. He appeared flustered at my boldness, but recovered and flashed me a perfect smile. I turned over so I was leaning o the ledge and let my legs float up, revealing a good bit of cheek. Jack and I talked, while he admired my backside. He was very nice, and I could tell he wanted to proposition me but wasn’t sure what to do. I broke the tension by asking if he lived nearby. Jack pointed to a poolside balcony and indicated that it was his. I asked if he could offer a thirsty lady a drink and he offered to go get me something. I climbed out of the pool, the wet suit almost transparent, and said I would come with him. It was hard to not chuckle at the look on his face. As we left the pool, Philip called for me not to be too hard on Jack. I quipped back that I might have to jack his hard on, and my friends laughed. Jack still was not sure about me, but he was not about to pass up a chance to get me alone. As we entered his condo, the cold air made my nipples jut out to their inch long hardness, the suit clinging to them. Jack led me to the kitchen and asked me what I wanted to drink. “What if I told you that my favorite drink is warm come?” I asked boldly. That was all it took! Jack pulled me to him and we sucked face for a long time rubbing our bodies together. Jack squeezed my buns and then slid his hands up to cup my small breasts. I slipped a hand between us and gasped at the rigid member I found. Breaking our kiss, I kissed my way down Jack’s muscular chest and abs, and finally mouthed his stiff staff through his shorts. Pulling them out of the way, revealed a horse cock like I had never seen. He was almost as thick as Phil, but his cock was almost a foot long. This was the biggest challenge I had ever faced, and I began to tease his cock with little kisses. Looking up with the innocent look that the guys seemed to love, I wrapped my lips around Jack’s cock head. He moaned “I can’t believe you want to suck my dick.” I pulled him from my mouth and said, “I love to suck big black cock, and this is the biggest cock I have ever had the pleasure of eating. I’d like to make it last.” Jack was astonished, but he picked me up and led me to a chair in the living room. Jack flopped down, his huge hard on sticking straight up from his crotch. I knelt in front of him and started licking his smooth balls. They were bloated and hairy, and tickled my nose. I moved my mouth up the shaft, covering it with my spit, before engulfing the head. Jack bucked and squirmed as I mouthed his meat, licking the head while taking several inches in my mouth. After about five minutes of sucking, I crouched over Jack, and started my first attempt at throating him. I soaked his big black dick head, then slowly slid his meat deep in my mouth then into my throat. When he hit my throat, I saw I was less than halfway down the big shaft. I backed off an inch, inhaled deeply, then slid the first four inches down my slim throat. “Oh God you’re gonna make me come” Jack moaned. I tightly gripped the base of his cock, and pulled my mouth off. “Not before I get a chance to swallow this foot long dong” I exclaimed, still holding him tightly. I kept my grip on his hog, and stood, offering my stiff nipples to his mouth. Jack eagerly started mouthing the firm flesh, biting my erect nipples lightly. I let him enjoy my titties until I was certain that he had calmed down. I then resumed my attempt to swallow his entire shaft. I moved my mouth to his organ, and slid his meat deep into my throat. His cock reached almost to my belly, and when I knew I could take no more, I felt his pubic hairs brush my nose. Jack was amazed. “My God, I can’t believe you can do that” he exclaimed. “No woman has ever taken more than half of that thing before!” I gurgled and backed off to get a breath. After that, I was able to take long strokes, burying 10-11 inches of his black pole in my throat with every plunge. Jack was now in ecstasy. He was thrusting back at my plunges, and shortly announced his impending orgasm. I pulled back so only the head and an inch or two of shaft was in my mouth and teased the head. This sent Jack flying, and he shot copious amounts of sticky, sweet jizz into my mouth. I swallowed hard, and captured most of the load before it spilled out. His juice was the best I had ever tasted, so different from the garlic lover. I swirled the last shot around in my mouth, savoring the feel and flavor. I pulled back and showed Jack the mouthful of come I had, and then swallowed it as he moaned. “You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen” Jack said, stroking my hair and cheeks. I thanked him, then returned to clean the last of the come off his softening member. Jack wanted to fuck me, but I explained that I was very tender from the weekend. I told him that I really loved sucking his big black cock, and that I would give him a chance some other day if he was interested. Of course, Jack immediately gave me his phone number, and told me to call anytime. I asked if he would like to eat my pussy to return the favor. He was not interested in pleasing me, so I pulled my suit back together, tore up his phone number, and left the condo. Jack hurried to follow me in protest, but I told him “There are plenty of big dicks in this world, too bad that some of them are attached to bigger dicks!” and walked away. I returned to the pool and sat on the ledge next to my group of guys. Phil reached over and wiped a smear of come from my cheek, commenting “Well, it looks like Lisa got the drink she wanted!” Everyone laughed except Tom, who was still in the dark about my escapades. He looked questioningly at the diminutive woman who had apparently just sucked off a black cock. I quipped, “I would have enjoyed it better, if he was man enough to return the favor!” Tom recovered quickly, and remarked that he would gladly have drunk me instead. I eyed him carefully, admiring his looks and physique. “So, you like to eat pussy do you?” Tom smiled and responded, “It is better to give than to receive.” Carl jabbed him and added, “You can only say that because you’ve never been on the receiving side of Lisa!” I shrugged off the comment, as Tom moved to sit next to me. He was boldened by the other’s remarks, and began to ask me about my sexual exploits. I answered him in double entendres and flirty remarks. The bulge in his suit indicated that the conversation was heating him up, so I continued to tease him. We all joked and talked for a while before I announced that with my fair skin, I should probably get out of the sun for a while. Tom quickly invited me to his place, and I said that maybe we should all go in for a while. Everyone was agreeable, so off I went with four hunks to further explore my world as a sex slave. Tom’s condo was on the far side of the complex. I attracted a lot of attention, barely dressed and accompanied by 3 large black men and one white guy. I was being fondled and teased by the guys, and to anyone watching, our intents had to be obvious. I barely reached the chests of these guys, but I would soon be filled from all ends with their hot meat. My pussy was soaked in anticipation of the hot sex I was about to engage in. Tom had a huge hard on that I playfully rubbed as it tented out his shorts. It appeared to mirror my experiences with other black dick, as it felt like two handfuls plus. Tom was not as comfortable with our situation as the rest of us were, but he loosened up, fondling my buns as we crossed the parking lots and open areas. He knew that he was going to get to have me, but was still unaware that I would be completely available to him. Tom was an excellent host. He got everyone drinks, and put out some snacks. Greg commented that he knew what he wanted to snack on, and I just grinned and waited. All the guys were in chairs or the couch, while I sat on the floor at Carl’s feet. Tom asked why I stayed on the floor, and I replied the “I know my place.” His quizzical expression was answered by Carl. “She’s playing the role of slave to us for the weekend” he told Tom. “Slave?” he asked. “What do you have her do?” The other laughed and responded, “Anything we want!” Tom was eyeing my body, and I could tell he was dying to get some action, but my friends were teasing him as much as I was. “Tell her to do something!” Greg told Tom. “She responds well, as long as you don’t hurt her” he added. I knew what Tom had in mind, but he played it safe. “Well, why don’t you come sit in my lap then.” I shrugged, and crawled over to Tom’s chair. I rubbed my body across him as I slid up to his lap. I straddled his lap and sat facing him- not exactly what he was expecting I’m sure. Tom checked out my small firm titties, which were clearly defined by the wet suit top. The nipples were fully extended, and the wet fabric was stretched tight over the hard nubs. Tom slid his hands to my waist as I slowly ground my pussy against his crotch. Looking past me for approval from the others, Tom moved his hands back to my bare ass, and began grinding his big cock back up against my soaked crotch. Phil remarked that it looked like Tom was starting to get the hint. I boldly looked Tom in the eyes from a foot away, and untied my bikini top. The damp fabric clinging to my protruding nipples kept the top up, until Tom pulled it off with his teeth. Tom’s hungry mouth immediately locked onto a tit, and he flicked his tongue across the tender nipples. I responded by grinding more vigorously on his hard cock. Tom pressed my breasts tightly together, and took both nipples in his mouth at the same time. I was moaning and rubbing as he teased the sensitive flesh. He obviously was very orally oriented, as his eager sucking and nibbling sent shivers all through my lithe body. Tom released my tits and looking me in the eye said lustfully, “I want to eat your sweet, white pussy!” I slid from his lap and lay back on the floor, knees up and thighs splayed wide apart. “Be my guest” I invited, leering at him between my spread legs. Tom leaped from the chair and was between my legs in seconds. He slipped the g-string bottoms off, and buried his face in my well-fucked pussy. As he tongued me to ecstasy, I wondered if he would be so anxious to eat me if he was aware of the number of loads that had been shot up my pussy over the last two days. If he knew, it made no difference, because he licked and sucked my hole until I had two orgasms in quick succession. As I calmed down from the second climax, Tom moved back and removed his shorts. His cock was very dark and thick. It had a slight curve upward, and appeared to be a good ten inches of hard black meat. I struggled up from my prone position to kneel in front of him. Tom took my head and coaxed me toward his meat. “May I return the favor sir?” I asked him innocently. “Oh yeah baby, suck my big black cock into your pretty little mouth before I fuck you good!” Tom responded. “Your Wish is my command” I responded, then stooped to take Tom’s big cock in my pretty mouth. I slurped the head, and licked clean the precome that had already leaked out. As Tom groaned his encouragement, I started my plunge down his long black shaft. On first plunge, I took about half of his cock, letting a couple of inches move into my throat. When Tom felt my tight throat close around his dick head, he was in ecstasy. “Swallow that big black dick” he encouraged. I needed no prompting, and swooped down on it, burying my nose in his crotch as his big cock filled my throat. Tom must have been truly excited, because before I realized it, his load was spilling into my belly. I slid back to capture his sweet sticky goo in my hot mouth, and allow my tongue to tease his throbbing head. Tom was shouting and bucking as I swallowed his come, and continued milking his big hog. I stayed planted on his member until he pulled me off. “Your mouth is too much baby” he explained. “It felt like you were going to suck the head right off me!” “I’m glad I could accommodate you good sir” I responded, with sperm leaking from my lips. I wiped his leftover spunk from my face and licked my fingers clean nastily. Tom told my friends that he was impressed with their little slut. I just lay back smiling, and asked “Doesn’t anyone want to fuck me? I haven’t been fucked for hours now!” It didn’t take long for everyone to get naked and join me on the floor. Greg turned me on my side, and took my pussy in the spoon position. Philip fed me his impressive member, while I stroked Carl and Tom. I was taking on four hard dicks and loving it! I pulled free from Greg, and rolled him on his back. Climbing onto his hips, I fed his long dick into my sore pussy. Tom’s big curved dick was still slick from my blow job, and was getting hard again from my jerking action. As I moved to take Phil back in my mouth, I asked Tom “Why don’t you get that curved cuke slicked up and fill my butt with it?” He looked amazed, understandably. It wasn’t often that a sexy little white girl asks for a ten inch black dick to be shoved up her little ass, but Tom was not going to waste the opportunity. I was pumping Greg’s cock up my slit, as Tom got some hand lotion. I felt the cool lubricant coating my ass, and I buried Greg deep and held still for the back door plugging. Tom’s cock slid into the tight opening easily, and I was surprised that I no longer felt any discomfort at being ass fucked. It was now all pleasure and feeling two big cocks splitting me up the middle, set off one of my mind blowing orgasms. I had to drop Phil from my mouth as I cried out from the intensity. Tom’s dick moved deeper into me and the curve of his cock found unexplored areas of my ass. Greg and Tom started moving in counterpoint, one pulling out as the other thrust deep inside me. I continued to have a stream of climaxes as they plugged my three holes over and over. Phil had resumed fucking my mouth, and I could do nothing but submit to the ravaging pleasure I was both giving and receiving. I was so full of cock I wanted to scream but since my mouth was crammed full, I just fucked and sucked and came. This was the ultimate in sexual decadence, and I was loving every second. Spit dripped from my mouth as Phil’s big dong stroked my throat. I was so caught up in the fucking I was getting, that keeping up with Phil was tough. He grabbed my head and began to deeply fuck my mouth. I tilted my head back to open my throat up, and Phil started to delve deeper with each stroke. The two cocks sawing through my middle filled me relentlessly. It seemed that we were coupled in this way for hours, but it couldn’t have been more than ten minutes before I heard Tom wailing behind me. He grabbed my hips and buried his bone deep in my ass and released. Greg kept pounding me from beneath as my bowels were flooded with hot sperm. My ass starting making obscene noises from the suction as Tom started stroking again. He gave my ass a few more strokes then fell back to the floor, spent. Phil pulled from my mouth, and Carl quickly took his place. I rapidly sucked Carl’s lovely black hard on into my throat. I enthusiastically attacked the rampant member pulling off only to growl in lust “I love cock...I just love cocks...fuck me with your big black cocks!” In a minute, I felt my asshole being probed again. From the feel of the bulbous head pushing at my sphincter, it could only be Philip. Greg stopped his rhythm, and Carl paused with his bone half buried on my sucking mouth. Phil slowly pushed and my asshole began to stretch. By the time his coke bottle thick cock was head deep, my ass was burning. I released my lip lock on Carl, and bent forward allowing the tight opening to accommodate Phil’s girth. I gasped as I felt several inches of bull cock thrust into my ass. “Oh God fuck my nasty ass you black stud!” I cried as I pushed back against the pressure. Phil pulled back, paused, then slowly pushed his huge staff into my incredibly tight ass. Greg slid back to allow some more room, and Phil buried still more of his meat into my burning ass. I was thrashing my head, my hair was matted to my face as the sweat poured from me. Greg thrust back into my pussy, and my mind was filled with a blinding flash. Pain and pleasure shrieked through my nubile body as I was stroked by two studs. I was yelping and mewling as my middle was stuffed with dick up to my belly and into my bowels. I felt my head being lifted, and a cock was pressed to my lips. I obligingly opened to allow a third hard dick to penetrate my little body. I had no energy to move, and my body was being used as a pleasure tool. The trio worked me over as I spasmed continuously. Every nerve ending on my body was alive with sensitivity as the guys got themselves off. Each of my holes and mouth was flooded with hot come as each guy let loose his own orgasms. Eventually they all pulled out of me and I collapsed to the floor and immediately passed out. I awoke after some unknown time, on a soft waterbed. The room was softly lit, and I could see someone in a chair watching me. As I stirred, Greg moved to the bed next to me. He kised me, and stroking my hair asked “How do you feel?” I took a minute to assess my feelings. I could feel matted come all over my body, and my ass was a little sore. “I guess I feel...wonderful!” I responded as I remembered the phenomenal orgasms I had experienced. I looked up at Greg’s smiling face, and asked, “I really did fuck the shit out of all four of you, didn’t I?” Greg replied that it was only a warm up. I groaned at his answer, and rolled over covering my head with a pillow. Greg lay down next to me and hugged me close. He assured me that he was only kidding and everyone was indeed fucked out. I enjoyed the tenderness of his caress, and I relaxed as he gently stroked my face and kissed me lightly. As we lay, I felt the stirring of his cock pressed against my legs. As we touched, Greg grew harder. I rolled onto my back and reached down to touch his hard on. “This doesn’t feel like it’s been fucked out” I whispered as he reached full hardness in my grasp. “If it was anyone but you” Greg answered, “He would have been dead a while ago. Its your sexy body that keeps getting me hard!” I turned on my side again and told Greg “Well then wh don’t you pick a spot for it and put that big guy to work.” Greg told me I was amazing, as he fit his cock up to my stretched asshole. “I just love the feel of your tight ass” he whispered, sliding his stiff member into my back door. I was convinced that I had become an ass fucking addict as Greg slowly stroked me. The oversized head rubbed my insides, and my ass muscles contracted around his shaft like a rubber glove. My ass was still sore, but the feel of Greg’s big cock probing inside me changed the pain to pleasure. We gently fucked each other until I had taken the full mass of Greg inside me. Greg kept whispering to me in gutteral phrases “Your ass is so hot and tight...Squeeze me with your tight ass...You are so sexy Lisa...I’ve never experienced such an incredible woman...” I pulled away from Greg and knelt with my head on a pillow and my lean buns high in the air. “Give it to me hard and long!” I told Greg. “I love ass fucking, and I never want to stop!” Greg needed no further prodding, and was pounding at my ass in no time. His thrusts filled me and caused me to cry out loudly. Greg reached around my slim waist to stroke my clit as he reamed me. This set me off and I was screaming with abandon as I came and came. My cries brought the remaining trio in from the other room, and I was soon being urged on by an audience of three. Greg unloaded. He shot his first two spurts up my ass, then pulled out, spraying the last of his load over my spread cheeks. I reached back and gathered up some of the come from my cheeks and slutishly licked it of my fingers, showing off to my audience. I rolled onto my back and looked at the three studs standing around me. My libido had been hightened by Greg’s plugging. I looked at each guy then announced “OK, one last romp for each of you, then I am done!” I added that I would like these last fucks to be one on one, and that I wanted to shower before my finale. All agreed, and I was lifted from the bed and carried to the bathroom. Tom started the water running and when it ws warm, I was placed in the refreshing spray. Tom climbed in with me, and lovingly soaped me up. He was very gentle and he continued to treat me like a godess. When I was clean, Tom wrapped me in a large towel and carefully dried me off, kissing me all over in the process. The room was empty when we returned, and Tom proceeded to make pasionate love to me. He was tender and caring, giving me delight with every touch and kiss. When Tom had finished with me, he thanked me for an unforgetable experience and left. Carl and Philip each came in for prolonged lovemaking, and by the time we had all finished, I was truly fulfilled. I took a last shower, dressed in my tiny bikini, and entered the living room. We all had a drink, and then we returned to Philip’s condo about 8:00pm. I gathered up my belongings and Carl drove me back home. Outside my apartment, Carl held me close and we kissed passionately. He asked if we were still car pool partners. I felt that we could continue as friends, but I explained that this weekend would not be repeated. He asked if I was interested in dating him. I replied that I had a lot to sort out inside myself and was not interested in any type of relationship at this time. I added, “But, if you don’t mind satisfying an itch every now and again, I may need to take advantage of your stud services from time to time” Carl replied that all I had to do was ask, and he would be glad to help. We kissed and I climbed up to my apartment to reflect on all I had done and learned. I realized that I had just experienced the awakening of a lifetime, and that my life had been changed permanantly. I would keep up my innocent demeanor at work, but on my own time I would be hungry for more outrageous sexual experiences. All this happened about six months ago, and I have enjoyed many new outlandish adventures since then. Each new sexual event makes me happier, and I am at my best when my mouth is full or my ass is being reamed. I have an undying love for cock, and explore the reaches of my new freedom whenever possible. 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