Jane, Part Dozen
The range of emotions as the first guy took my arm and came into my bedroom with me was almost too much to bear. I was still so angry at Ron that if I had a weapon, I might have used it on him. He was being ridiculous letting this happen; standing by and let his good friend set me up with a couple of strangers in his own home. He was quickly turning his home into a brothel, and I was the bait, the whore.
On the other hand, the whole evening had taken on a surreal quality. I had to admit I had loved being fucked several times the night before by Jeremy, and the anticipation of fucking him tonight, dancing and dining with him, and then making out in the back seat of the car with his friends, still strangers to me, had made me at least a little randy. Walking into the bedroom with a guy whose name I didn't even remember, and having two more waiting and my husband just sitting there, made me slightly crazy. But I was ever so turned on.
Chris was about 25 years old and not bad looking. He told me how hot I had made him dancing with Jeremy, and that he was glad he one the coin toss. I told him he could fuck me, but he needed to wear a condom and he needed to fuck me hard. Did I say that? I did. I unwrapped the condom and slipped it on his nice fat cock. I loved that he was hard for me before he dropped his trousers. I laid back on the bed, lifted up my negligee and told him to split me in two. I thought the poor dear was going to explode before he even had it inside. nevertheless, he was able to do it, and I was so wet, he slipped right in. I could have taken a piano leg and it was just the beginning of the lineup. I came even before he did. And it probably took him less than three minutes.
I kissed him, and told him to go out and tell the others I was ready for the next one, and asked if he would ask my jerk of a husband to see that his friend was supplied with a condom. Apparently, my husband told me later that he announced that, as well as the fact that I was an incredibly sexy slut and demanded more right away. Jeremy also noted the next morning that Ron blushed no end. He sat there speechless while this was going on. The next guy was in the room in a minute, and I actually was ready for him. Who was I becoming?
(to be contd)
On the other hand, the whole evening had taken on a surreal quality. I had to admit I had loved being fucked several times the night before by Jeremy, and the anticipation of fucking him tonight, dancing and dining with him, and then making out in the back seat of the car with his friends, still strangers to me, had made me at least a little randy. Walking into the bedroom with a guy whose name I didn't even remember, and having two more waiting and my husband just sitting there, made me slightly crazy. But I was ever so turned on.
Chris was about 25 years old and not bad looking. He told me how hot I had made him dancing with Jeremy, and that he was glad he one the coin toss. I told him he could fuck me, but he needed to wear a condom and he needed to fuck me hard. Did I say that? I did. I unwrapped the condom and slipped it on his nice fat cock. I loved that he was hard for me before he dropped his trousers. I laid back on the bed, lifted up my negligee and told him to split me in two. I thought the poor dear was going to explode before he even had it inside. nevertheless, he was able to do it, and I was so wet, he slipped right in. I could have taken a piano leg and it was just the beginning of the lineup. I came even before he did. And it probably took him less than three minutes.
I kissed him, and told him to go out and tell the others I was ready for the next one, and asked if he would ask my jerk of a husband to see that his friend was supplied with a condom. Apparently, my husband told me later that he announced that, as well as the fact that I was an incredibly sexy slut and demanded more right away. Jeremy also noted the next morning that Ron blushed no end. He sat there speechless while this was going on. The next guy was in the room in a minute, and I actually was ready for him. Who was I becoming?
(to be contd)
11 年 前
I hope hubby kept an eye on her anyway
and where was his gratification
so many questions
great story though
well done