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(mf- teens, exh, reluc, orgy) *** PART 1: An Early Tale As with most husbands, I've always found the idea of my wife Melanie with other men exciting. During sex I've often used her vibes on her as she is sucking my cock or I'm fucking her, usually putting it in one of the holes I'm not current filling. She plays along as I tell her it's some other man's cock inside her pussy or in her ass, usually choosing the biggest vibe she has to do the job (I'm pretty much "average" in size). She obviously enjoys this sort of thing during sex, moaning and writhing around as I tell her how much "he" is enjoying her body and being inside her. And yet, I'd never been able to convince her to actually do these things in real life. Part of the issue is basically because she is a larger girl. Not like gigantic, just more of that plus size gal. I know some guys aren't into that obviously, but I've always liked more woman than less. And from the first time I saw her, I knew I wanted her. She stands about 5'4 with long dark brown hair. Her eyes are also brown, which tend to have a come-hither smolder to them when she is turned on. Her large pouty lips often puff out also when she is excited, adding to the overall sultry look. She has some wonderful DD cup breasts, cute voluptuous ass and a pussy that she knows how to use (along with that fantastic mouth I mentioned before). All that wrapped up in her buxom figure and she is quite the package. We started dating right as she started college, and I was 4 years older than her. So of course being an 18 year old girl out on her own for the first time, she wanted to make the most of it. And she did. Our first dated ended up back at her dorm room where we wasted little time getting our clothes off. We were together constantly after that, fucking every chance we got. Soon she moved in with me, and the almost nonstop sex continued. I'm not sure if Melanie was playing catch-up for her lack of sex during high school (or so I thought-more on that in a moment) or just those typical early heady days of a new relationship. Probably both. Not that I minded. Being a typical 22 year old horn-dog male, I was in heaven. As I said, I assumed Melanie really hadn't had that much experience. She had told me about past boyfriends of which there were few. Again, being a larger woman meant fewer opportunities, relationship wise or sexually speaking. She would tell me about occasional incidents, of which even those I relished hearing. Even then the thought of her with other men turned me on like crazy. Eventually I let it slip how much it excited me. Hard to say what she thought of that the first time I confessed it, but one night she told me a story that to this day makes my rock hard when I think about it. I'll relate the story as she told it to me, which she swears is the honest truth. I have no reason to think it's not true either. Around her sophomore year in HS, she was out one weekend night with her friend Christine. She was one of those girls that most of the guys wanted. Tall, blond, skinny, giggly. You know the type. And of course my wife was the sidekick. They were friends, but it's obvious which one usually got the guy. On this particular night, they were where they usually were-the local teen hangout, equipped with pool tables, video games and a pizza joint. Every small town has one, and our town was no different. The two of them were there, bored silly and shooting pool. Not much happens in our hometown, so this is where most of the kids hung out regardless of what school they went to. After a while a group of 4 boys came in, one of whom knew Christine. They saw each other, hugged and began talking. They all looked to be about 16 or 17. Melanie just kind of stayed at the pool table they were at, shooting various balls in, and waiting for her friend to re-join her. The other 3 boys looked just as bored, wanting also to go find something else to do. Eventually Christine came bounding back, chirpy with news. "Hey, Mike wants to go someplace else. Want to come?" Melanie wasn't too keen on the idea of running around for what was sure to be a 3rd wheel situation. Sensing that this wasn't going over well, Christine added, "They would be going too," motioning to the other 3 boys still waiting on their friend. None of them seemed to show much interested in Melanie, not that she cared really. She wasn't really the adventurous wild type in high school. It was bad enough they were in a small town with nothing to do. Add in some shyness and a predisposition to getting good grades, and Melanie was no wild child. Still, the thought of going back home on a Friday night early didn't exactly strike her as a better alternative. So with a lot of apprehension, she relented. Introductions were brief and soon everyone headed out to Mike's truck. Christine hopped in the front seat while Melanie squeezed into the back with the other 3 boys. It was obvious that the only people who were really enjoying themselves were in the front seats. As the drove off, Christine kicked something in the front floorboard. "What's that?" she said looking at the darkened floor. "Oh that. That's just something we picked up before we headed out tonight," Mike snickered. The other boys laughed a little. Christine reached down, picked up a heavy paper bag and pulled a large bottle of vodka from it. Everyone except Melanie and Christine cheered a little. Christine looked back at Melanie in an apparent look of surprise and smiled. Melanie knew what she was thinking, being as Christine could be a bit of a party girl sometimes. Melanie had drunk some in her day as most teenagers had, no more or less than most kids. Despite this, she wasn't too sure about getting a buzz with a bunch of boys she had just met. Christine had no such hesitation and cracked open the bottle, taking a swig. A few mild cheers went up from the boys in the truck. The bottle was handed to the back seat, where one of the boys grabbed it and took a swallow. Each of them drank a little and then handed it to Melanie. What the hell, she thought and drank some down. Mike headed the truck into the woods as everyone else drank from the bottle. Eventually they ended up at a state park that at this hour of night was deserted. He parked as far back as he could and shut off the truck's engine. It was summer, but up in the mountains thankfully the temperature was mild. Everyone exited the truck in some state in inebriation. Melanie stumbled out a little, the sound of a creek running fast nearby from all the rain, the air fresh and clean. The moon was out, which added a subdued light all around. Christine, quite a bit more buzzed than everyone else, was loud and giggling and already holding hands with Mike. Melanie and the other 3 boys wondered after them in buzzed silence. Soon they wondered upon a concrete picnic bench while Christine leaned against a nearby tree, Mike just in front of her now as they talked and laughed. Melanie climbed up and sat on the picnic table's edge, feet hanging over the side. Despite the start of the evening, she was relaxed and in a fairly good mood. She and the other boys chatted for a while, not more than a few "yeah's" or "no's" as they talked about what schools they went to, how they knew Mike or Christine, etc. Soon Christine came up to Melanie and said, "Uhm, me and Mike are gonna go take a walk, we will be right back." Melanie mouth dropped open a little. Figures. Christine had pulled this kind of thing before-ditching Melanie so that she could go make out somewhere with a random guy. Melanie thought about saying something, but bit her tongue and nodded. Christine hugged her then ran back over to Mike and the two of them walked hand in hand into the woods. Things got quiet with Melanie and the other remaining boys. They passed the bottle of vodka around a few more times, Melanie not quite realizing how much she had had before noticing a pretty heavy buzz setting in. She still to sit on the edge of the picnic table, her legs moving around nervously as they all continued to murmur to each other. Without warning, one of the boys walked over to her, stepped between her legs and kissed her. Melanie was surprised to say the least. She had not been expecting this as none of the boys had shown much of an interest in her prior. In most cases she probably would have pushed the boy off, but for some reason tonight she didn't want to. Maybe it was the vodka, or the moonlight, or whatever it was, but she found herself kissing the boy back. They continued to kiss, and as they did the boy moved closer, his crotch now in line between Melanie's legs as she sat on the edge of the table. He began to grind against her and seeing as that she was wearing a denim skirt that night, could feel his erection through his jeans as it pressed against her panties. As they kissed his hands began to roam over the top half of her body, not long before they found their way up her shirt, fondling her breasts over her bra. Melanie's head was swimming now, hormones mixed with a large amount of vodka, and she quickly forgot about the two other boys standing nearby, who were watching all this with great interest. Melanie for her part wasn't sure if this boy actually liked her or just wanted to make out, but at this point she didn't really care much either way. Her love life has been very limited up to this point, with just a couple of relationships to speak of and a few dates here and there. Most boys didn't like larger girls, even though in high school she wasn't that big comparatively. All the same, she was sort of happy about this sudden attention. Melanie's breathing was getting more flustered as they continued to make out, his rough hands pulling her bra down and massaging her breasts directly now, something that I can say I know turns her on big time. Their kissing became more intensified as the boy grinded his crotch faster and harder into Melanie's panties, which she could tell were already getting quite wet. Soon the boy's hands left her breasts and immediately went under her skirt. She felt him trying to pull her panties down. She thought for second, but the vodka had impaired her usual good judgment and she lifted her ass off the table long enough for the boy to quickly pull them off her legs and down her feet. She then heard him fumbling with his belt, followed by the sound of a zipper being pulled down. In the dark of the woods it was hard to see a lot and only a little of the moon illuminated the clearing. But regardless it was pretty clear what was happening. Soon she felt him move again between her legs and something warm press against the opening of her pussy. She opened her legs more, and she felt the boy slowly sink his cock into her depths. She let out a moan as his cock pushed inside her. The boy gasped, feeling the wet warmth of her pussy around his throbbing cock. They embraced, returning to their kissing as the boy began to work his cock in and out of her pussy. They both moaned loudly, oblivious to the other boys watching the show just a few feet away. The boy's motions intensified and he started to fuck Melanie harder and faster, his hands now back on her exposed breasts. Melanie for her part had her arms around his shoulders, their tongues swirling around as they fucked. She scooted to the edge of the table, making sure that she had as much of him inside her pussy as possible. The boy's breathing was becoming more labored, and it was obvious he would soon come. Melanie suddenly realized that he had not put on a condom but in the moment she also realized that she didn't really care anyway. Suddenly the boy moaned loudly as his body tightened up. Quickly he pulled his cock from her pussy and Melanie felt the hot ropes of cum as it shot from his cock, spraying her tummy and the outside of her pussy. As his orgasm slowed, they kissed lazily, his hand still around his cock as he coaxed out as much cum as possible. He shuddered, both their bodies now a little damp from sweat and breathing heavily. Melanie collapsed back on the bench, her legs still hanging over, staring up at the sky. The boy sighed and she could hear him pulling his pants back up as she stared up at the stars. Her head was spinning now, between the sex and the alcohol, and she felt heavy and languid. She heard some low mutterings and suddenly remembered the other 2 boys! She was embarrassed and was about to sit up and cover herself when she felt a set of hands on her spread legs. She looked down to see another one of the boys standing between her legs, a sly grin on his face. She realized what he intended and before she could move she felt his cock inside her. The boy growled loudly as he pushed his cock into her. Melanie couldn't believe this was happening. And again despite her better judgment she found herself opening her legs wider. "That's it baby," the boy said as he pushed deeper. Melanie gasped as the boy pushed his warm cock harder inside her. She lay looking up at the night sky, not wanting to move as all she could feel was the hard cock that was sliding in and out of her. His pace quickened, as her body bounced back and forth on the table. She closed her eyes, basking in the feeling of having him inside her. "God I can't believe this is actually happening," she thought. "Two boys in one night?! What if people find out? Will they think I'm a slut? What if my parents find out?! I will be grounded forever!" Her thoughts were broken as she heard the boy groan loudly. He gave a couple more hard pushes and then pulled his cock quickly out of her. Even in their drunken state, the idea of getting a girl pregnant was not something they wanted. Melanie once again felt the warm splash of cum on her legs, tummy and pussy. Unlike the first boy, it felt like this one came a lot more as she felt shot after shot of thick semen on her. The boy gave one last loud groan and stepped away. What happened next was inevitable as she heard someone else walking up. The 3rd boy stood between her legs and quickly undid his pants. Almost if on cue now, she opened her legs wide, giving herself to him. He moved forward and plunged into her now soaked pussy. Her body arched upward, the sensations of having all these different cocks inside her filling her with pure carnal lust. She had never experienced anything like this before and certainly hadn't planned it. But it was happening and she was really enjoying it. The boy grabbed her legs and put them on his shoulders now as he drove himself deeper inside her. Unlike the other two, he seemed to want to take his time as he drove his cock into her in long slow strokes. He moaned and grinded his hips, his hand reaching down to her and grabbing her heavy glistening breasts. She in turn cried out loudly, feeling his cock go deeper than the others had, and his hands sending little shocks through her body as her nipples hardened. She tightened her pussy around his cock, wanting to feel every inch as intensely as possible. He quickened his pace, trying to push deeper and deeper into her. Her legs on his shoulders, he bent her knees, putting a little of his weight on her. She could barely make him out in the moonlight, his eyes closed, his mouth round, making little noises and groans as he fucked her. Her buxom ass up in the air a little now, meeting his thrusts. Soon she saw his face contort and felt his cock throb inside her. She knew he was close. She wanted to feel it, to feel him spray his cum deep into her pussy. But like the others he quickly released her and pulled his cock from inside her. Again she felt the warm ropy semen shoot onto her body, her pussy hairs now caked with the different boys' cum. The last boy gasped a few times, putting one hand on her bare hip the other around his cock making sure to pump out as much come as possible. He was breathing very hard now, taking in as much of the cool night air as he could. When he was done coming he put both hands on the table to support himself as he looked down at her. "Fuck that was awesome!" he gasped. "Here, let me help you up," as he reached down and took a hold of her hands. Reluctantly she let him pull her back up to a sitting position. Her head immediately spun as the alcohol still ran around her body, and lying on her back for so long didn't help. As she regained her composure, the boy leaned up and kissed her gently. "Thanks" he said softly. She kissed him back slowly, now tired and groggy. In all her life she never would have imagined that she was capable of something like what had just happened. She felt the cum oozing down her legs and dribbling over her pussy lips, the smell of semen and sex filled the night air. She wondered if any of the boys had come inside her, even just a little. Oh well, not much she could do about it now if they had. She looked around for her panties, finding them lying on the bench of the table. She pulled them back on slowly as she looked for the other boys, both of whom were sitting at another table nearby, smoking cigarettes. The last boy still stood in front of her, his pants now zipped up. "Need some help?" he said to her as he reached his hands out. "Thanks," as she scooted down off the table, her legs now wobbly. They walked over to the other table quietly. "Can I get one a drag?" she asked. One of the boys handed her up his smoke and she took a long hit off of it. Like most girls her age, she smoked from time to time, stealing the occasional cigarette from her mother's purse at home when she could. She handed it back to him and they all sat around quietly. Melanie could feel the come trickling down her legs now, wishing she had a towel or something to wipe it off with. After a while Christine and Mike wondered back over. Melanie, petrified that one of the boys would say something about what had just happened, just smiled shyly. Luckily for her, none of the boys even snickered. "Nuthin," was about all that was said and shrugs all around, much to Melanie's relief. It was getting late and Christine indicated she needed to get home. Everyone hopped back into the truck and headed back into town to where Christine had left her car back at the pool place. Melanie never mentioned anything to Christine about what happened, and apparently none of the boys ever told her. She is sure that as soon as they got dropped off it came up among the boys, but as long as they didn't tell anyone else, she didn't really mind. After all, despite the situation, she would have to say it was a very liberating moment, one she would never forget. More chapters coming soon? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 60