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It was blockbuster news in the field of women’s medicine: in a large clinical study, women randomly assigned to consume 60 cc of semen daily, by mouth, for 6 months experienced less aging of the skin, looked younger, and weighed an average of 7 pounds less than women given 60 cc of a liquid placebo. Now, long-time high school Principal Josef Oliver Stanton III stood at the window of his office, looking down 3 storeys to the stream of buses and students arriving for the first day of a new school year. His eyes flitted between the various young women he saw, whom he knew all were waiting anxiously to ‘hear the news’ at the upcoming school assembly, due to start in 45 minutes.

He chuckled. Virtually all the senior girls seemed to have taken extra time and efforts to dress and fix their hair and make-up on this morning. He could see all the purple and deep pink eye shadow even from this distance. They all wanted to look their best. And why not? This news he was about to give them was big news… news that could influence their entire senior year.

Of course, every one of them had heard about the school having been chosen to participate in the next phase of the Semen for Women Study. Having answered the question – does consumed semen slow aging in women and help them lose weight? – two obvious next questions to address were (1) whether or not there was any added benefit to a woman to a woman actually dropping to her knees to earn her semen, versus just taking four tablespoons from a bottle; and (2) how young a woman could be to start to obtain any benefit. Being the largest high school in town, with over 2500 students and more than 300 girls age 18 or older as of September 1st, this school had been an obvious choice to participate. The question on everyone’s mind heading to assembly, of course, was which group would the girls at this school be in… would they be receiving their semen from a tablespoon… or from the tap itself? From the way every eligible girl was dressed, it was obvious to Mr. Stanner that the girls had made a unanimous choice for ‘active’ (versus ‘passive’) treatment; but what had the study administrators decided?

Mr. Stanner glanced at his desk and chuckled again. He already knew the good news. There lay a box filled with 312 envelopes, one for each and every girl age 18 and over, including 3 girls who were celebrating their 18th birthday today, giving each girl her ‘assignments’ for the week – specifically where to go… and who to blow?

The entire school attended this assembly, because everyone needed to hear what was going on. It would, after all, affect far more than the 312 girls on the treatment list. Every girl who turned 18 over the course of the year, and was deemed attractive enough to meet the eligibility criteria, would be entered into the study as of her 18th birthday. Each and every boy who was or would be turning 18 that year needed to hear, so he could ‘volunteer’ for the girls, if needed. Every male teacher needed to hear so they could make themselves available. Even the janitors needed to schedule time to be free. In addition, since an executive decision had been made by the study designers that 30 blowjobs would be necessary to guarantee at least 60 cc of semen swallowed, the girls would need to have their afternoons freed up from classes each day. Consequently, all these girls would take their regular classes from 8:10 through 1:00; and then they’d be loaded onto buses or would otherwise walk to wherever they were assigned for that week. Luckily, in addition to the 500 or so eligible men at the school itself, there were several great sources of semen for the girls all very close by. Mr. Stanner had made a big point of emphasizing all of this when he had met with the Semen for Women Study administrative board. First, there was an all men’s college with over 4500 students, just two miles down the road. Second, there was a naval academy with over 1500 recruits and officers. Third, satisfying the board’s wish for a broad representation of sperm, there was a major seniors apartment complex, from which the school already had had 417 men sign up to offer their services. But perhaps the ace-in-the-hole that had swung the board’s decision in the school’s favour was that Mr. Stanner had personally met with and obtained written support from over 25 local pumps, all of whom had agreed to ‘put the girls to work’ on the street and in Escort houses, as needed, to keep girls busy in the evenings and on weekends. The principal remembered one older woman on the panel, in dark-rimmed glasses and a white coat, asking him if he was confident that these pimps would generate enough blowjobs for the girls.

“They all guaranteed keeping the girls on their knees at least 50 minutes of every hour,” he answered. “There’s no vaginal fucking, so virtually all the clients want oral or ass-to-mouth and end up emptying their loads in the girl’s mouth.”

The whole committee nodded its approval.

“Excellent,” the chief investigator said. “Excellent.”

And so it was that as Mr. Stanner’s eyes scanned the assembly hall, his eyes settled on certain girls whose envelopes he’d already peeked into; and he marvelled at how the girls’ choice of outfits seemed to indicate an instinct as to what they’d be doing that day and where.

For example, Brooke Adams was a pretty blonde who would start this week at the naval academy. Each day, she’d board the bus with about 60 of her colleagues to travel the five or so minutes to that facility, where the girls would be divided up into groups of five and led to various lounges, gyms, dining halls and even outdoor locations to kneel and receive their treatments. Mr. Stanner nodded and smiled. As luck would have it, Brooke was wearing skin tight, white shorts and a light blue top, which would match perfectly the navy’s white uniforms with blue trim… very cute!

Stephanie Taylor was all eyes on Mr. Stanner. This pretty girl with a long, light brown ponytail would be spending her afternoons this week at the men’s college. She was wearing tight, dark blue 5-pocket jeans and a tight light yellow sweater today, which would be perfect because she was slated to kneel in the college’s main quad outside, and it was supposed to be a bit cooler today. Meanwhile, Kimberly Henry was a gorgeous blonde who would be servicing 30 seniors today; and she was very nicely dressed in a lovely, lavender-coloured satin blouse, black dress pants, and heels. He would definitely ask to see her in his office before she left, he thought to himself, to give her some ‘personal practical instruction’ on how to handle a senior.

And then there was Katie Stanner, whose pleading eyes and pouting lips he’d had to ignore that morning at the breakfast table, because she was so anxious to know. He knew that Katie and her mom had even gone shopping the day before to buy the nice designer jeans, pink top and black heels she now was wearing. And then she had gotten up 2 hours early to make sure her make-up was perfect in the mirror.

“Just wink if it’s good news,” she said over her Cheerios, smiling sweetly with her ruby red lips.

But he had had to shake his head. “Even I don’t know yet,” he lied.

Now in the assembly hall, she too was looking right at him, and he was so, so tempted to wink. She and a couple of others would be starting their treatments right on campus with the football team and a list of coaches and teachers. He himself could never officially be on her list; but it was fair game for him to stop by and visit with professors Katie was with, and bring his camera. And all these four girls had been assigned a pimp for the weekend, starting Friday night. He glanced at Katie again. He couldn’t wait for Friday night to arrive, to see Katie standing on a street corner downtown in even tighter jeans than she was wearing now, excitedly waiting for business.

Finally, the time came for him to stand up.

“First of all,” he said, “I would like to welcome every one of you back to school; and of course, I’d like to welcome all new students; and to say that I hope that every one of you has a wonderful year.” Then he smiled: “I think the entire campus is in for some extra fun this year.”

To say that the cheers were deafening might be an exaggeration; but it would not be overstating it to say that many girls and guys were out of their seats, virtually every one of the eligible girls hugging each other and laughing with joy.

It was almost a festive atmosphere from then on, as each of the 312 girls was invited up, one at a time, to receive her envelope. There was more giggling and hugging in the seats as girls opened their letters to see what fun was in store for them. Mr. S. then explained that, in subsequent weeks, the girls would need to pick up their weekly assignments from the main office.

“No stampedes now,” he said, smiling, and everyone laughed.

But then Mr. Stanner got serious for a moment. “Now ladies,” he said. “You must remember, each and every day, that you represent our school when you are off campus. So we want you to always be clean and dress nicely, following the school dress code; be polite; and be sure to finish the full treatment every day. If, for some reason, you cannot come to school or participate in treatment, you must have a doctor’s note and let us know, so we can make other arrangements.”

A hand shot up. It was Kimberley’s.

“Yes, Kim.”

“Are we responsible for getting ourselves to treatments on weekends?”

Mr. Stanner nodded. “Yes. But if you can’t get there, let me know in advance, so we can arrange a pick-up for you. The study has given us funds to cover everything like this.”

Another hand.

“Yes, Stacey.”

“Can we still blow our boyfriends?”

The audience laughed, as did Mr. Stanner.

“We encourage all the girls to enjoy all their regular activities.” He then paused and scanned the room for more questions, but there were none.

“Okay. That’s all for now. But could Kimberley Henry and all the other girls slated for the senior’s apartments please come by my office at noon today.”

“Ooooohhhhhh,” the crowd said, in fun.

Mr. Stanner was talking with his secretary, old Mrs. Munce, when Kim and fifteen others arrived. Again, the old principal noted how nice Kim looked in her black pants, lavender satin blouse and broad, black heels.

“I just wanted to talk to you girls a little bit about how to handle the seniors,” he said, stepping out into the hall and leaning against the wall.

The sixteen girls all nodded.

“There are a few things you should be aware of. First, be gentle. If your man wants to be a bit rough, that’s fine. But you should be gentle so you don’t hurt him. Some of these men have arthritis in their hips and so on. Second, always be respectful. Don’t complain if some old guy pees in your mouth. Just swallow and keep working until you get what you need.”

The girls nodded again.

“And finally, always look especially nice for these old guys.” He looked at Kim. “Kim, you look unbelievable today.”

“Thanks,” she said.

“The rest of you look good too; but maybe dress a bit more formally with these old guys. Us old farts generally appreciate it.”

“Should we not wear jeans of shorts?” a girl named Lana asked.

“Jeans or shorts are fine; but make sure they’re nice and wear a nice top with them.”

Then he looked at them and smiled.

“Now gather round and drop to your knees. Kim… you kneel right here in front.”

Ultimately, all the girls got to take Mr. Stanner into their mouths for at least a minute or two; but it was Kim who received the first official dose of treatment, several juicy cc of cum that she swallowed hungrily. Mr. Stanner had arranged for the YearBook photographer to pop by as well, so the YearBook cover ultimately would have a picture of Kim on it, her mouth wrapped around Mr. Stanner’s cock as she peered into the camera to signal the official start of the school’s participation in the study and the start of the 2009/2010 school year. This picture also would serve as the main promotional picture for the study, chosen not only because of how pretty Kim looked, but also because of how much she appeared to be enjoying herself. All this made Kim and her whole family extremely proud.

“Now don’t miss your bus, girls,” Mr. Stanner said, once the girls all had stood up again.

The girls smiled, thanked their principal, and headed off to catch the van that was transporting them to the seniors’ complex in just over 20 minutes.

The study provided the school with 9 buses to transport all the girls to where they needed to be: 5 destined for the men’s college, three for the naval academy, and one for the seniors apartments. Mr. Stanner left his office to mingle among the girls boarding the buses on that first day, wishing them all luck. While waiting for one o’clock to arrive, one of Katie’s friends, a cute Chinese girl named Amy, had Mr. Stanner on her list, so she kneeled to blow him right then and there. Mr. Stanner’s eyes marvelled at how lovely all the girls looked. It was obvious that they all had been excited about this day, for they all had had their hair done, and had make-up on, and were wearing flattering outfits. Some still had little mirrors out, freshening up their eye-shadow and lipstick. And, even though high heels technically were not part of the dress code, Mr. S. had sent a letter home over the summer saying that they were permissible, on that first day, pending the results of the school’s assignment… to active versus passive treatment. So, most of the girls wore high heels. A horrific thought popped into his head; how devastated would the whole school have been had he had to hand out bottle instead of envelopes that morning? Luckily, that hadn’t happened, so there was joy everywhere.

As the last 15 minutes before nine ticked away, each of the 9 bus drivers had an assigned girl attached at the groin, blowing him over those last few minutes before the buses were due to depart. Brooke Adams was one of those girls, kneeling right outside the first bus in line near the left front tire, as the driver leaned back against the vehicle for a quick smoke.

Mr. Stanner couldn’t help but notice Brooke, what with her beautiful long blonde hair swaying back and forth with each bob of her head, and the exquisite tightness of her white short shorts as she leaned into her driver. So, when Amy swallowed his load with still 5 or so minutes left before nine, he sauntered over to where Brooke was just swallowing her load. What she noticed was a hand on her shoulder, gently preventing her from rising up from her knees. Then, Mr. Stanner was before her and she just glanced up at him. Did he want her to…?

He winked, in that same paternal way a father or grandfather might wink; and she knew just what to do. Any extra blowjob beyond her assigned thirty was perfectly okay with the study protocol, and with every one of the girls.

“Look here, Brooke,” the YearBook photographer said, after Brooke had latched on to her principal.

“Hmm hmmm?” she asked, staring right into the camera.

“Now show me that cute little ass of yours.”

And Brooke playfully angled her bum towards the camera.

“Hmm hmmm?” she asked again.

“Perrrrrfect!” the boy with the camera said; admiring, like so many others, the tightness of Brooke’s short shorts as they hugged both her cheeks.

Meanwhile, Katie Stanner was already on her way to see the first person on her list, Mr. Aldershot, who was teaching Math on the second floor. When Katie arrived, his door was closed and she could see that he was in front of a full class. But her list told her to see him at 1 p.m., and it was one o’clock now. Timidly, she knocked on his door. He stopped talking to the class and glanced her way. Smiling, he waved her in. He knew why she was here.

“Class,” he said. “I’m sure you all know Miss Stanner.”

Then, he turned back to her. “Come in child,” he said, gesturing for her to step all the way into the room.

Katie entered as Mr. A. leaned up against the side of his desk and undid his zipper.

“Come in,” he encouraged her again.

Katie had never given a blowjob in public before… and certainly never in front of a full classroom of her peers. But she knew she’d never hear the end of it if she didn’t follow through with her treatment; so she swallowed hard, strode across the room to where Mr. Aldershot was, and kneeled at his feet. His cock was already hard and waiting for her.

“You won’t disturb me,” he told her.

She glanced up at him and then out at the class watching her… and then towards the professor’s groin and the rigid piece of meat awaiting her. She took a deep breath, parted her lips, and then quickly leaned forward to take him deep inside her mouth.

“Okay,” Mr. A. resumed. “Who can tell me what is meant by the term ‘precision’?”

Later, Katie would hardly remember what happened. She remembered Mr. A. taking her head in his two hands from time to time, and then slamming his pelvis into her face like he was trying to drive a nail home. She’d sputter and gag a bit; but then he’d stop and she’d resume her slow rhythmic sucking.

At one point, he asked the class if anyone had any questions, and someone raised her hand.

“Yes, Angela.”

“I just wanted to ask Katie what you taste like.”

Mr. A. laughed.

“What do you think, Katie? How do I taste?”

“Hmm hmmm,” Katie answered, giving a ‘thumbs up’ sign.

“Any other questions?” Mr. A. asked.

Another hand shot up.

“How deep can Katie take you?”

Mr. A. was all over that one. “Well, now. That would be a great thing to measure, wouldn’t it; given that we are talking all about measurement accuracy and precision?”

And so Katie became part of a fun classroom experiment.

Soon, the whole class had gathered round, with one student holding a ruler; another, a calculator; and a third, pen and paper.

“Let’s measure my penis first,” Mr. A. said. And this was done. “Eight point two inches. Now, let’s measure it two more times and write everything down.”

“Now, open your mouth as wide as you can, Katie, and let’s stuff me as far down as we can.”

Poor Katie found herself doing everything she could not to puke, while the student with the ruler took three separate measurements.

“Take your time,” the teacher instructed. “Make sure you line up everything carefully.”

Katie gasped when finally the professor pulled back. But he wanted to repeat everything two more times; so he drove himself down her throat again for more measurements; and then one more time after that, this final time really forcing his way as far down her throat as he could. Poor Katie had tears in her eyes.

“Now,” he said, starting to face fuck Katie; “everyone go back to your desk and see if you can figure out the means, variances and standard deviations for the two measurements; and then let us see how to calculate the difference and 95% confidence intervals for the difference between them.”

Katie would have to wait until the next day to find out the answer; because Mr. A. shot his load soon after this and she was already a few minutes late for her 1:15 appointment with Mr. Mullen in his classroom. But she would find out the next day, and word soon would spread like wildfire that the principal’s daughter could deep throat 6.92 +/- 0.14 inches.

Of course, Stephanie was on one of the 5 buses for the men’s college. The driver explained to the girls on her bus that he would be dropping them off in the main quad of the college, right in front of the Student Union Building.

“Are all the busses going there?” someone asked.

“No,” he explained. “Another bus is headed to the gym and then the football, soccer and baseball fields. One will drop girls off at the main dining hall, at a couple of the main classroom buildings where the professors have offices, and at the power plant.”

“Who will they see there?”

“Workers. Some of the girls will blow workers today.”

“Teachers too?”

“Of course. And then the last two buses will drop girls off at the various dorms.” He smiled. “Don’t worry. You girls will all get to rotate through all of these places, several times, before the year is through.” Out of the corner of his eye, he could see several girls smiling, laughing and high-fiving each other.

“Anyway, in the quad, you will all be met by Ms. Anderson, one of the college deans, who would introduce each of you to your ‘assignment group’. “

“What’s an assignment group?” a girl in back called out.

The bus driver smiled and shook his head. “It’s the 30 or so guys you’re each going to blow.”

All the girls laughed now.

“Just listen to Ms. Anderson,” the driver added. “She’ll get you started right.”

Shortly after this, they arrived on campus, and the huge sports complex, identified by a large sign that read ‘Home of the Giants’, was the first thing they passed. In fact, Stephanie was a bit relieved that she wasn’t going to have to start by blowing 30 huge, black football players, or 6 foot 8 inch basketball players, and was just going to start with normal college boys. Of course, she desperately wanted these other challenges a little later, but not on the first day. She was amazed, however, when her bus finally rounded a corner and see saw just how filled with people the college quad was. Literally, there were thousands of people – not only students, but teachers, and parents, reporters, and cameramen. She looked nervously at her friends on the bus and giggled.

“Wowwww!” she said, quietly.

Her bus pulled up behind two others, and the girls quickly filed out. Again, the swarm of people astounded them; and music was blaring through loud speakers. It was so festive; like being at some huge outdoor rock festival. In fact, it even seemed to be live music… and wasn’t that a stage off in the distance?

As patiently as teenagers could be, the girls waited for Ms. Anderson. Finally, she finished with the two buses that were ahead of them and stood in front of their group. Ms. Anderson was a gorgeous but studious-looking blonde in a white blouse, short black skirt, heels and glasses. Several of the girls were envious of her perfect skin and slim, but sexy figure.

“Okay girls,” she called out. “I’m going to call your names out in groups of three. When I do, I want you to follow me, and the rest of you wait until I get back.”

Stephanie was alone as the last girl chosen.

“We have a little bit of a walk,” Ms. Anderson explained.

As Stephanie followed her, the teen couldn’t help but glance this way and that as she passed various classmates already on their knees having started, waving to a couple of good friends on the way. Their mouths too busy to say anything, but they nonetheless waved back.

She also couldn’t help but notice that the music was getting louder, and that there was a stage, and they were walking right towards it. Finally, they were coming right up to it.

“Up here,” Ms. Anderson said, as she quickly climbed the stairs leading onto the stage. Tentatively, Stephanie followed.

The music stopped and Ms. Anderson took the microphone.

“First of all,” she said loudly. “I want to welcome all of you to the first day of this historical event. As a woman, I must say that I am proud, relieved and excited that researchers are finally taking a serious look at the issue of aging in women; and I am thrilled that we all can be a part of it.”

Stephanie gazed out at the crowd. Even girls on their knees with cocks in their mouths were watching Ms. Anderson attentively and clapping their hands.

Ms. Anderson continued: “I especially want to thank all the young ladies from St. George’s School for joining us for some afternoon fun for the next 40 weeks. I trust our boys will make sure they are clean and tasty for all of you.”

There was general laughter.

“I have up here with me one very lucky girl who, along with me, will be helping to thank the musicians and the dozens and dozens of others who have helped to make this first day a success, and will continue to help throughout this vital first week… from our beloved school president, to the grounds crew and janitors, and everyone in between.”

Cheers and applause filled the quad again.

“But first, I want our school’s founder to come forward. Mr. Heatherington? Where are you?”

Stephanie’s craned her eyes to see who Mr. Heatherington was, expecting some old fart standing 5 foot 2. As it turns out, he was old - at least 80 – but he still looked quite viral. And, even stooped over a little bit, he stood at least 6 foot 6. Ms. Anderson glanced over towards Stephanie and saw her stunned reaction as Mr. H. mounted the stage.

“Yes, Stephanie,” she said, knowingly. “There is a reason why we call all our sports teams the Giants.”

General laughter.

“Come here, Stephanie,” Ms. Anderson instructed her. Stephanie timidly stepped forward. “Mr. Heatherington… I’d like you to meet Miss Stehanie Taylor.”

The old man in a suit held out his hand, and when Stephanie’s hand reached out, he took it, slowly brought it to his mouth and kissed it.

‘What a nice old man!’ Stephanie thought to herself as she felt Ms. Anderson’s hand on her shoulder, pushing her down to her knees.

The old man before her was so tall, she had to kneel fully upright to reach his zipper, but she instinctively knew what to do, even remembering to brush the seat of her jeans quickly with her hands to make sure there was no dirt or lint on it. She was wearing brand new jeans and desperately wanted them to look nice.

The crowd’s cheers were tumultuous. But even through all that noise, she could here the sound of hundreds of cameras going off, many of them very, very close – and she could sense the hundreds of camera flashes even though her eyes were fixed on undoing the belt and zipper before her. The old man had to help pull his penis out; and when he did, it was huge. Stephanie couldn’t help but chuckle inside. So much for avoiding huge cocks on her first day!

Stephanie’s big brown eyes peered up at the old man staring down at her, and he and she both smiled.

“Hi” she mouthed silently.

He winked.

And then the girl leaned forward with her mouth open and slowly, ever slowly – to capture all the excitement of the moment – she leaned forward and took that humungous old cock in front of her inside her mouth. When she finally clamped her lips down onto it, with at least 4 inches of cock inside her mouth, the ovation she received was deafening. Even Ms. Anderson was clapping.

“Well done, Stephanie,” the pretty dean said quietly as the teen posed for hundreds of pictures before proceeding.

The band started to play again and Stephanie started to suck. Soon, she noticed that Ms. Anderson was on her knees too, blowing a big burly guy she assumed must be the school’s President. Stephanie’s and Ms. Anderson’s eyes met and silent recognition passed between them. Things were proceeding wonderfully.

Later, Stephanie got an unexpected treat when sexy Ms. Anderson leaned forward onto all fours to start having her mouth and asshole fucked at the same time, because half of the shit-flavoured cocks that emerged from the pretty dean’s as ended up in Ms. Anderson’s mouth, and the remaining half in Stephanie’s. The first cock to emerge from Emily’s poop chute for Stephanie was just coated in shit. Stephanie was busy blowing a big burly black groundskeeper (so much for avoiding huge black cocks on her first day!), so the Hispanic janitor had to wait. Stephanie couldn’t help but eye the shit-fouled cock waiting for her as she worked the cock in her mouth. As the groundskeeper got closer and closer to climax, Stephanie grew more and more excited herself. Finally, he pulled out, she swallowed, and the she immediately waved the janitor over, hoping desperately that none of the shit would fall off and be lost. Luckily, though one little turd did fall off, the talented teen’s mouth already was in motion toward it and she skill-fully caught it on her tongue. Carefully, she let the janitor insert the rest of his cock deep into her mouth as she held her jaws as wide open as possible, and then she slowly closed her mouth, feeling that little turd crushed onto her tongue by the cock as it landed.

“Hmmmmmm!” she purred appreciatively, glancing again towards where Ms. Anderson continued to be mercilessly reamed at both ends.

At that very moment, lovely blonde Kim Henry was being walked towards her assignment. She’d never been to a seniors complex before, and was amazed at how extensive this one was. There were four 14-storey apartment buildings surrounding a large central three-storey activities complex, in which there was a humungous dining hall, an indoor pool and Jacuzzi, a TV lounge, a library, and a games room with pool and ping-pong tables and even a shuffle-board court. She was very impressed. Their tour guides were a very sprightly 72-year old, grey-haired woman named Doris, and her 77-year old white-haired friend Alice. The two were hilarious to see together, because they bantered back and forth unceasingly. They were so cute.

“This is the bathroom where poor old Mr. Muckler died last month,” Doris said, when they were touring the activities complex.

“Don’t tell them that!” Alice scoulded.

“It’s okay. He was 97.”

“Doris!”

“They found him sitting in a stall with his dick in his hand.” Doris started to whisper: “They think he was doing himself.”

“Doris! Honestly!” Alice cried.

The teens just looked at each other and laughed.

Eventually, Alice and Doris brought the girls to the main lounge, where four other women were waiting, and the girls were divided into six groups.

“You four groups will go with your guide to your assigned apartment building,” Doris explained, “and Alice and I will take the last two groups. Alice’s group will go to the gym, and my group will go to the dining hall.”

“There’s no need to put panties on under that skirt. They’ll just get in everyone’s way.”

My boyfriend Jason was impatient to get going to his friends house. There were at least 7 of his male co-workers waiting on us. This was going to be the first time this group would use me as their fuck-toy. All of them had ‘girlfriends’ that had been gang fucked by all of the men at some point during the last 6 months. Now it was my turn.

Jason had started working as an investment banker with a new firm less than a year ago. It’s didn’t take him long to find a group of his co-workers who believed as he did-that their girlfriends (and sometimes wives) were made just for men to use as cum-dumps.

Jason and I had started dating when I was 18 and he was thirty. He knew I was just a toy and has let me be used as a mans fuck doll since the beginning. I have no idea how many men have filled me since Jason-his old college friends, some of his family like his dad and uncles, and mostly strangers he finds online or in clubs.

Jasons been whoring me out for 7 years now. He got married almost 5 years ago. He doesn’t want his wife to be fucked by groups. Jason told me she was made for one man to marry and I was made for all men to use as a fuck puppet.

We rode to the party in silence as usual. Jason says my lips should be used for sucking cock not talking. It was fine with me. I was so nervous about this party. I knew Jason wanted to all his friends to be able to use me as they wanted and I did not want to let him down.

Once we pulled up, I followed Jason into the house. This was going to be one bog party. Standing around the entryway were 8 guys and I could see at least 5 more off in a room to the side. They all had a drink of bottled beer and each of them was looking me up and down. I could only hope they all thought I was worth fucking.

Jason walked me to the side room where I saw that instead of 5 more guys, there were 7. I had never been gang fucked by 15 guys before.
One of the guys stepped towards me and reached out towards my tits. He stopped and looked back at Jason.

“Hey, can we just start fucking her?” he asked.

Jason frowned and shrugged

“I don’t know why you’re asking, it’s what she’s here for. I don’t care what you do with. As long as she gets stuffed full of cock she’s doing what she was meant for.”

The guy (who I later heard called Paul) turned back to me

“Why are you still dressed?” he asked as he drank from his beer bottle.

I immediately dropped my skirt and pulled of my top. It was the last time I saw either.

“Leave on the heels” Jason said

“Look at these tits boys!” Paul called out as he roughly grabbed each of them with his free hand.

“These big ass tits are going to be bouncing tonight!” he said as he continued to grope each of my D size tits.

One of the guys was sitting on the couch with his pants already off and his considerable dick standing up.

Enough of the foreplay, get your mouth over here so I can fuck it.”

I went over to the couch and dropped to my knees.

“Wait you dumb whore, you don’t need to waste any of your holes. Bend over the side of the couch here and I’ll stuff this right up your hole.” Paul said, pulling what looked like a 9inch cock out of his pants.

I did as I was told and bent over the couch with my head in the other mans lap (I never found out his name). His cock slammed in my mouth and my cunt was immediately wet when I felt him thrusting in and out of my throat.

Paul started rubbing his cock between my round ass cheeks and was resting his ice cold beer bottle right on my tramp stamp.

“Jason, can you get some lube so I can jam this up your sluts fuck hole?”

“Dude, why bother wasting lube on her, she’s just a plaything. Just shove it in there.”

“Fine, I won’t bother lubing her up, but I still want her tight ass wet” and with that said Paul up-ended his beer bottle and shoved it neck deep up my ass.

The bottle must have been close to full because ice cold beer gushed up then out my ass. I could feel foam running down the back of my legs while my throated was still being fucked.

“Hey that works pretty well” Paul said and pulled the bottle out of my ass with an audible ‘pop’.

“And look, there’s still beer in it!”

He then rammed his thick cock balls deep in my pussy and pushed the bottle neck right back in my ass. Before he could even start thrusting with cock or bottle I had an orgasm that shook my whole body and nearly caused my legs to buckle. Instead of giving out though I bobbed faster on the cock that was fucking my mouth, stroked it with my right hand, and held on to the back of the couch with my left hand.

Paul was pounding my asshole with the bottle and slamming my pussy with his cock.

“Damn cunt, your little fuck hole is so tight I’m about to fill it”

“just wait man. I’m about to give her the load she wants down her throat so you might as well cover her face with one.” Said the man with his cock in my throat.

He then put his hand on the back of my head and shoved it down the entire length of his cock. I felt hot cum shooting down my throat.

“Good enough” grunted Paul. He pulled his cock out of my pussy, grabbed the back of my hair, yanked me off the cock that was pumping my mouth full of cum, and spun me around and down to my knees. Cum poured down my chin as I knelt in front of Paul.

“Here pig, I plan to see you covered and filled before the nights over” He jerked his cock and splashed his load all over my face.

The two of them had been fucking my holes so hard that I hadn’t even thought of the other men in the room. Now, with cum splattered on my face and beer still dripping from my bottle fucked ass, I looked around. There were 13 stangers and Jason with cocks out, ready to use me as their fuck whore.

I spent the next 4 hours being stuffed with 16 cocks. I was airtight and double fucked. Having every one of my fuck-holes filled at the same time was fantastic. I can remember cumming just from the number of cocks jammed in me at once.

Jason told me later that I passed out twice. Luckily no one cared and the guys just kept fucking me.

The best part of the whole night was when Paul and Jason double stuffed my pussy while some guy with a fat cock lay over my face and slam fucked my mouth. Talk about getting used for what you were intended!

My ass was stuffed and pounded by every cock in the room and even by a few beer and liquor bottles. I lost track of how many times each of the men used one of my holes. It was better than I had even imagined it would be to have lots of men let me be their cum dump.

By the end of the night all the guys were tired of stuffing my holes with cock. I was covered and filled with cum. My tits and face had been the most used by them men to spray their loads. Every man there had used me as his cum wearing whore.

“Have you seen my clothes” I asked Jason when I saw he was ready to leave.

“Nope and we’re not hanging around to find them. You can ride in the car naked. And make sure you rub all that jizz you’re covered in around your tits. I don’t want you messing up my car.”

I had wads of cum on my tits, face and ass and running from all my holes. I rubbed it in as best I could and ran out to his car.

On the way home Jason told me to get on my hands and knees in the passenger seat with my cum filled cunt and asshole facing my window.

“I’m going to let you suck my cock. Put your cum-holes up in the air so people passing will know you’re just a fuck puppet.”

I hurried to get in position because there’s nothing better than Jason face fucking me.
The rest of the way to my apartment complex I swallowed his cock and could hear people honking their horns and shouting things like “Suck it pig” and “Feed that bitch”.

The car eventually slid to a stop and Jason pulled my head from his lap. We were at the curb in front of my complex but my building was still almost a quarter mile back. Jason slid his seat backwards and dropped the back down all the way.

“Hold the wheel and bounce your ass on this”

I turned around to hold the steering wheel and slid my ass down his fat pole.

“This isn’t a date-bounce that ass hard”

I gave gravity a boost and slammed my ass down. After a few minutes Jason pulled me down by the waist, filling me with cock. I felt his cum shoot up my ass.

“Alright, I’m done with you’ Jason said, shoving me back towards the passenger seat “I’ll let you know when I find anyone who wants to fill you up”

“Could you take me all the way to my building since I lost my clothes?”

Jason always dropped me off at the front of the complex instead of taking me to my building. He always said there was no reason he should have to keep driving me around when he was done using me for the night.

“No, I want to get home to my wife. I don’t like her having to wait up for me. It’s dark anyway, no one will even know you’re there. Besides, anyone can fuck you if they want so they can certainly see you naked.”

He was right, if some man did stop me he was entitled to use me for whatever.

I got out of the car, my body shiny with dried cum and my ass giving up the load Jason had just shot up it. I walked home knowing I had been totally used as a fuck-doll and would be again.

It was my birthday, I think, and it was a cold grey day outside, Jessie was going to the gym, to do some exercises as therapy for his back. I didn't want to stay at home because our neighbor was a pervert and I didn't want to be there, alone when he was there. So I thought it might be fun to go with him as I have never been to a gym before. I sat in the lounge for a bit, but curiosity got the best of me, so I went out to watch the guys workout. It was pretty cool, all the mirrors and workout machines, and there were a couple of hot guys, all sweaty and, well you know, working out at various other machines.

Jessie stripped down to his swimming trunks, and started doing bench presses and other things on the machines. Funny, the music in the gym was Sade, which was a little strange for a gym, never-the-less it was getting me a little frisky feeling, watching Jessie and the 3 other guys in the gym lifting weights in their swimming trunks and watching them in the mirrors that surrounded us on the gym walls. It was all making me a bit hot and bothered, as I was thinking of my wildest fantasy which was exactly the situation that might be unfolding, or maybe I was unfolding it. The 3 other guys were in their 30's and by anybody's standards were gorgeous to put it mildly, 2 were white guys and one was black, and my mind was painting little pictures, fantasizing some fun things that could develop which might include having a little fun with all these guys.

Jessie couldn't help but notice me noticing what was going on so he, from time to time, would rub his hands on my legs affectionately and I would in turn rub him lightly with massage oil to keep him limbered up, and soothing his working muscles. I guess we were being a bit obvious as we were also catching the eyes of the other guys, and I wondered what was on their minds. Of course the other guys were playing the game too, as one secretly slid his suit a bit lower on his hips showing that favorite view of mine which would be that little Vee just below a guys stomach revealing his tan line, noticing that I was noticing, he slipped them down far enough so I could see a bit of his goods . It was becoming a bit obvious that there was a little chemistry going on here, as I fantasized a bit about what could happen, if I wanted it too, and with the music and all, I was beginning to want my fantasies to unfold. I was getting very wet at the thought of all this and I guess maybe that was becoming visible through my Khaki pants I was wearing, and my fantasies were beginning to take over as my body language was becoming more obvious. I caught myself stretching my arms in the air letting my blouse slip up over my breasts exposing them briefly, or I would slip my hands down my pants a bit, and that was being noticed by all.

Jessie knew what was on my mind as he watched me tease myself and the others. He came over to me and whispered in my ear quietly, sorry baby, they are all gay. I sighed as my fantasy melted away, and my chances of this diminished into just a dream. Ahhhh, but the dream was being fun, and why not continue the game.

He smiled and stripped down and went into the shower room, which was a large room with just a wall as a barrier and 10, or so, shower heads. One at a time the 3 other guys went into the shower too slipping their suits off in plain view for me to watch. This was all getting to be too much for me as I could feel my slacks getting very wet now. I sat for a few minutes and couldn't stand it any longer, so I tip toed over to the shower wall and peeked around the corner, and there were the 4 of them naked as jaybirds all showering, and buff as hell. Jessie's 3 friends were soaping each other down, and paying a bit of attention to Jessie too. Damn what's a girl to do, so I kept peeking. I snapped a couple of shots with my cell phone through the steam just for fun. Ok, so they are all gay, but they are human, and now I was more determined than ever to see if I might be able to make something happen. If I kept peeking I was going to get caught, but them I wanted to get caught, so why not just go for it. Gay guys have desires too, but maybe not for me, soooo...

I stepped into plain view and into the shower room and got under one of the streaming showerheads, so all could see, I slipped my shoes off, and ran my hands over my wet clothes. I slipped my blouse and bra off and tossed it onto the floor and fondled my breasts, as I watched Jessie and his 3 friends attention turn to me. Again I slipped my hands down my pants and slipped a finger in myself and teased my clit, getting off almost immediately. With reckless abandon I slipped my pants and panties off and tossed them onto the floor, tempting fate and standing in front of them naked and horny. They watched as I fondled myself slipping my fingers into my hot, wet pussy. Hmmmmm, I think they had plans for me, and now it was obvious I had plans for them, and it didn't matter to me what their sexual preference was, and those plans included fucking them each at least once, and more if I could get away with it. I couldn't stop looking thru the steam at Jessie and these 3 guys watching me and stroking each others cocks. I knelt down on the floor and then laid on my back and spread my legs , and humped my hand pretending that it was them. I cried out as I came again and again. They watched as I was fucking myself for them, getting them ready for what I really wanted to happen.

Jessie winked at me and asked if I'd like to come in and join them. He walked over to me and helped me up, giving me a gentle kiss as he led me to the other men. They all smiled as I could see their interest at having a naked, and very horny lady in the shower with them that was into fucking 3 gay men with her husband. They turned the rest of the shower heads on till we were in a virtual waterfall of hot water. I watched as they were stroking their cocks, as they looked me up and down, and I wondered if they were silently putting a plan together on what to do with me.

It was time for a little dialog between us.

I sheepishly asked, "I hope you don't mind if I play a bit too, just that watching you guys all touching yourselves was making me a bit worked up."

"Not a bit" replied one of them

One of them smiled and said, "I guess you know by now that the 3 of us are gay and we haven't seen a naked woman in years, And Raymond (The Black Guy) has never been with a woman, well the truth is that none of us has ever been with a woman."

"Hmmmmm," I said " In all honesty, when I came here today and saw all of you, this fantasy of mine started playing out in my mind, about being with 4 men at the same time, and that explains my being naked here, with all of you around me right now."

Jessie was laughing hysterically at this point. Now this wasn't only a fantasy coming true but a challenge, a mission, so to speak, and virgins on top of it all, or at least with a woman. I didn't know where to start.

He then asked me if I had ever been with more than one man before at the same time?

I laughed and replied "I've always wanted to learn how to be a team player. Would you mind if I joined your team for some intensive training, I mean you teach me what it is like to be with more than one man, and I'll teach you what it is like to be with a woman? Sorry that I'm being so straight forward, but I'm kinda in the mood to get between you guys and fuck all of you, right here, and right now and all of you at once."

"Well baby, the training will have to start with us having a very intimate session with you. Would you like to play with the team now, and take us all on at once, and Jessie can be the quarterback?"

I replied, "Now that's what I have been waiting to hear, since I got here."

One of them looked at me and said, "Do we need some Condoms?"

I smiled and said to him "Nope, fuck me Bareback please, I want to feel every inch of all of you and I want to feel you gushing into me."

"Let the games commence, and may the best one finish last" I said

They surrounded me like a pack of wolves and all started to caress my wet body from head to toe, as I felt their naked bodies pressing against me from all sides. I thought about what I was doing for a minute, gazing at four hard cocks, ready and waiting for me to make the first move. I had never done anything like this before, and was a bit apprehensive, but my pussy was aching to be fucked over and over again by these guys, and I knew that's what we all wanted.

One of the guys ran out into the gym and came back with a bottle of massage oil. They passed it around covering me and themselves with it. 8 hands covered my body massaging me inside and out and rubbing the oil all over me. I forgot about my apprehension as I writhed in ecstasy as I felt fingers slipping inside me, cocks touching me, and them kissing me everywhere. I got off 3 times just from their hands being on me and the thought of their cocks so eager to fuck to me. I, in turn, took the oil and massaged all of their cocks and bodies as they continued to caress me. All of them had beautiful 9+" cocks, and in this case it is true what they say about black guys as his cock was at least 10" or maybe a bit more. I whimpered as I continued to have major orgasms, awaiting for them to start fucking the daylights out of me.

I knelt down and they crowded around me, as I took them one at a time in my mouth, as they continued to pour oil on me and rub me everywhere. I felt their cock against my face eager to slip into my mouth. One laid between my legs and massaged my clit with his tongue as another rubbed my back. I was getting off every ten seconds at this point.. I was Cuming constantly, out of breath and in complete ecstasy and totally out of control.

Then one guy stood in front of me as the others helped me onto a bench. His 9" cock was straight up and awaiting me. I wanted him so bad and I couldn't wait till I felt his cock in me. I singled him out and asked him to come closer. I wrapped my legs around his waist and put my arms around his neck and slid down his oiled body till his cock plunged deep into my pussy and I was against his body and I had all of him in me. The combination of the hot water, the oil and feeling him trusting his throbbing cock in me, brought me to an instant orgasm that wouldn't stop. We rhythmically moved with each other, as I felt him deep inside me, as another gently, with his tongue, licked and teased my clit while the other was fucking me, now that is so hot. I squeezed my muscles around him in ecstasy want to feel him cum in me, but before he got off, he lifted me on to the next one teasing me with their cocks as I dangled on them cumming continuously as each one fucked me.. As I was fucking one, the others steadied me and massaged me with more oil and massaged my breasts and clit and anything else that was available. I was out of breath, and so sensitive I thought I was going to explode. The last one to slipped into me was the black guy, as I felt his huge cock fill me all the way up. God it felt wonderful as he pumped me as hard as he could sliding me up and down his oiled body. I put my hands on his ass and pulled him up, and deeper into me, while he trust his cock as deep as I could take it. He gushed into me and I could feel his cum running out of me and down my legs, as he continued to drive his cock into me till it was soft. I screamed with pleasure as the others were all over my body.

Jessie winked at me and took my hand and led me to a bench that had the most water raining down on it, then gently laid me on my back and opened my legs lifting them above my head making it easy for them to enter me again, and whispered to me, "I think we've teased you enough, are you ready for all of us?" I nodded, out of breath, and invited them to fuck me over and over again. I'll start you off baby said My husband as he slipped his cock in me, and started thrusting as hard as he could, fucking me till he got off in me adding to the cum already in me. I could feel his cum running out of me like a river of pleasure had been set free in me. The others held my legs open gently and kissed me passionately all over my body as I closed my eyes and took them one at a time, then felt another slip into my pussy as I started to move my hips taking him in me all the way. One of them asked if they could have a little fun with me together, and I squeaked yes as I felt two cocks slip into me and one more slip into my mouth. Three of them were fucking me together, till each one came in me simultaneously. They were doing things to me no straight guy would ever do as they interacted with each other while fucking me.

I swallowed the one mans cum, and took the other loads inside me. I was writhing in delight as another cock entered me, probably Jessie again or maybe a new person had entered the room and had joined us, I didn't care. He trust deep into me as I entertained several of the other drained cocks in my mouth. I felt the cock in my pussy explode as another man entered me immediately. They were so into it, and so horny, they just kept hard the whole time. There wasn't a moment that went by that I didn't have a throbbing cock in me, gushing hot cum. I kept opening my eyes to see if maybe more had joined the group, as I have never been with guys that could cum over and over again like this. I could feel cum on my face and in my hair like I was being bathed in it. I was so horny still, totally insatiable, that I didn't care how many had joined, as my body was craving for more.

Hang on a second I chirped, let me kneel down cause I want you guys to all fuck me doggie. Breathless they looked at me, as I knelt down on the floor in the doggie position so they then could fuck me in my favorite position, and then I invited them to continue. One at a time, they nailed me, fucking me hard, as I massaged the others with my mouth getting them hard again. For me it was an almost constant orgasm, as each one took his turn in me. They fucked me for almost and hour, till all the hot water had run out. I had never felt anything like this before, it was almost like a near death experience, and pleasure that was almost unbearable. I think they all just ran out of cum, except for the one guy that had pulled his suit down a bit in the gym, laid me on my back and fucked me one more time. We all laid in the shower floor exhausted, and laughing. I asked them how they knew I would be into that? One guy smiled and said that Jessie had mentioned that if you saw us all naked, you wouldn't be able to resist.

We walked out into the gym naked as jaybirds and cum oozing out of me, as I could barely walk for exhaustion. There was another man in the gym now sitting on a pool table. He winked at me and asked me if I had enjoyed myself. I nodded and asked him why he hadn't joined in the fun. He explained that he was to shy, and figured best to stay away and not interrupt. Awwwwww, I said, you didn't want too? He replied that he really did, so I slipped onto the pool table next to him and unzipped his pants and removed his shirt. I could feel his cock was so hard, so I slipped all of his clothes off, and laid on my back, inviting him to me. He slipped his cock in my mouth and I sucked him till he was a full 10". I laid back on the pool table and pulled him onto me and then fucked him as the others watched. He was only 21 years old, and as most young men came in me 3 times as we fucked wildly for all to watch. We kinda messed up the pool table as his cum was pouring out of me onto the felt. He rolled off the table drained, and I had, had enough.

They did give me a complimentary robe for the occasion.

The owner of the gym asked me how I liked my first gang bang. I looked at him and smiled and said "Sir that wasn't a gang bang, that was 6 people consenting to having fun. We were all horny and we all fucked and had fun, and the best part is we all wanted too, especially me!"

I was happy now and my insatiable mood was satisfied. By the way, NO, I will not fuck all of you in the gym, as in this story, but if the mood strikes, ya never know.

For many, fantasies remain fantasies and never are more than that. This story is true and was my ultimate fantasy, and in one crazy afternoon all things came together so it became reality. I wanted it and they wanted it, and as I had always visulized it, so it happened. I also learned that I really don't need more, and now I stick with Jessie who makes my every fantasy come true, everyday. Will I do it again? No, but I will have a wonderful memory of it. So the moral of this story is for the ladies. If you ever are at the gym with your hubby and you look around, and see 4 half naked men looking like the Olympic triathlon team, go ahead and jump in the shower with them, and if your very lucky, you'll have an afternoon like I did.

Let me describe myself to you first of all so you can picture me when you read the following story. I am 26, 5”7 with short blonde bobbed hair & blue eyes, I have an all over tan, not an orange sun bed tan but a lovely honeyed beach earned tan! My legs and bum are my best features (so I’m told) although my breasts ( 32b ) are not bad either and I particularly like my cleavage which I try to enhance as much as possible with push up bra’s and low cut or tight tops. I always wear short skirts and either hold ups or bare legs with heels to A. show my legs off to their best advantage and B. to allow me to either give glimpses of my panties (generally thongs) or to be touched easily (especially on the tube but that’s another story!).

I live in Essex (enough with the jokes), the posh part that is and spend a lot of my time commuting in and out of London on the train where I work as a legal secretary. I do have a boyfriend but it is really a marriage of convenience, by that I mean that it suits him to have a sexy blonde girlfriend who is hot in bed and it suits me to have a man on my arm when I go out with friends and work colleagues. He is not quite as liberated as me though and so we have an understanding, well not so much an understanding more a case of what he doesn’t know wont hurt him so I go out to play by myself quite a lot although I am trying to introduce him to some of my more daring moments.

By the way, my name is Deborah, or Debbie (especially when I am being a naughty little schoolgirl!) I don’t mind which, just not Debs!

Right, that should be enough information to give you a pretty picture in your mind so on with the story. Just so you know, whatever I write has happened to me or I have made happen. It’s all true and I try to describe everything in as much detail as possible so that you will really feel how I feel or felt and understand what turns me on!

It was a Friday and I was heading back to Colchester from London on the 4.30 train having worked a half-day and then had a few glasses of wine with some of the girls from the office in a little bar not far from Liverpool St. I was a bit tipsy, which is probably what got me into this situation I have to say, and was relaxing in my seat flicking through a copy of Marie Claire when the train stopped at Chelmsford. The usual melee occurred with people fighting to get on at the same time as people fighting to get off so I just buried my head in my magazine and tried to ignore it. As the train eventually moved off I glanced up to see that was sitting opposite me and there he was…. My god he was gorgeous, perfect dark blue suit coupled with a white shirt and pale blue knitted tie. Dark hair brushed into an immaculate parting, dark skin, brown eyes, long fingers with a gold ring on his right little finger, I could go on and on but suffice it to say he was my dream man. After taking all this in with a lingering look I realised he was looking at me and I blushed a bit with embarrassment at having been caught letching and looked back at my magazine. The headline on the page screamed at me

‘ DOGGING – The British Disease’

I began to read the article, glancing up occasionally to check out the dreamboat, it was fascinating stuff. Sex in car parks, sex with strangers, voyeurism, masturbation, group sex, I started to feel that familiar warmth between my legs, it was turning me on to read about Kathy 43 from Gloucester who went dogging regularly with her husband Gary because Gary liked to watch her being touched by strangers. I almost came when I read about Tina 29 from Colchester who liked going dogging by herself when her ‘old man’ was working nights because she liked to feel ‘wanted’ even though it invariably ended up with her being fucked by several different men in an evening! Now I was horny. I looked up at the man in front of me and wondered what he was thinking, I also wondered what his cock would look like hard and erect in front of my face. With that thought in mind I casually uncrossed my legs and shuffled a bit in my seat as if to get comfortable but really to make my skirt rise up my thighs a bit to reveal the tops of my hold ups and to attract his attention. Sure enough he looked over at me quickly and his eyes hovered briefly on the hem of my skirt. I pretended not to notice and, whilst appearing to be avidly reading my mag’ I allowed my legs to fall apart slightly, I knew that he would be able to see the crotch of my white panties and I wanted that! With the combination of the article and the fact that I was blatantly exposing myself to a stranger I could feel my pussy lips puffing up and getting wetter and wetter, I needed to touch myself or be touched. I crossed and uncrossed my legs a couple more times both to allow the stranger more and more glimpses of my panties and also to give my pussy some much needed friction and then I made a decision. I stood up, “ excuse me, I said to the stranger, would you mind keeping an eye on my bag for me I need the loo?! “
“ No worries” he replied and smiled at me, I smiled back flirtatiously and said “ Thanks “ and slowly, making sure that I wiggled my arse as seductively as possible made my way to the toilet. No queue and no one inside thank god! As soon as I locked the door I pulled my skirt up to my waist and, leaning against the sink with my legs apart and my feet on the toilet seat proceeded to pull the gusset of my thong to one side and slip two fingers into my very hot and very wet pussy and rub myself hard. I came almost immediately I was so turned on by what I had read, the thoughts it had given me and by displaying myself to the man opposite but it wasn’t enough. I bent down and removed my thong, which I dropped into the rubbish bin (some lucky cleaning operative would find them later probably still wet at the crotch! Might make his evening!! ) And, smoothing my skirt back down I flushed the toilet and, leaving the cubicle made my way back to my seat. Now we’ll see what he’s made of I thought smiling to myself!

I smiled at the stranger by way of a thank you for looking after my bag and settled myself back down into my chair, once again crossing my right leg over my left one and picked up my magazine. My eyes flickered over the pages for a couple of minutes not really taking anything in and then I made my move! Uncrossing my legs slowly I twisted slightly in my seat and, with both feet, encased as they were in my black high heeled Jimmy Choos, firmly on the floor I allowed my thighs to part so that the stranger, if he chose to look would be able to see right up to my now naked cunt! He looked! I saw him looking and he saw me seeing him looking and, giving me a cute smile he looked again. I stared right at him and opened my legs further feeling as I did it my pussy lips open slightly. I was soaking and I was sure that he would be able to tell. I glanced at his crotch and sure enough a tell tale bulge had appeared tenting slightly that immaculate blue suit. How I wanted to touch it, to kneel in front of him, undo his belt, open his fly and pull out his hard hot cock. I was imagining what it would feel like to suck it into my mouth and wank him onto my tongue to have his fingers knotted in my hair as he fucked my face.

Keeping my legs as far apart as I dared I put my magazine down and reached into my handbag to find my lipstick and compact. Snapping the gold compact open with one hand I pursed my lips and with a seductive glance in his direction began to apply bright red lipstick in a slow, sexy and methodical manner. He watched me, his eyes continuously flicking down to my open legs and then back to my open lips. I gave the lipstick the blowjob I wanted him to have and he knew it. I watched him surreptitiously drop his hand to his lap and give his cock a quick squeeze all the time holding my gaze and smiling. I had him! Now what?

I needed to touch his cock, I wanted to taste it and to have it do very rude things to me very hard. I felt so dirty having had the wine earlier, having read the article on sex with strangers and having shamelessly showed this man I didn’t know my wet pussy. I needed to be held down and fucked hard from behind, I needed cock and I needed it soon!

Too soon the train began its approach to Colchester Station where I should get off, people were making moves to the doorways and grabbing their coats and bags but my man just stayed put. Oh God, I thought, he’s not getting off here do I wait too? Worst-case scenario I end up in Norwich and get the train back but I am far too turned on to stop now. I decided to wait and see, I wanted the game to continue!
The train stopped and the majority of people disembarked, in fact almost every person in our carriage had gone apart from one old lady sitting about ten rows in front with her back to us. Now I could feel the tension…..! As people had been leaving I had re crossed my legs and now it was just us I felt a bit awkward about opening them again. It had been fun while it was our sexy little secret but now it seemed too blatant.

He spoke suddenly interrupting my thoughts, “ would you mind if I had a look at your magazine please? There is an article in there that I would like to read if that’s ok”.

“ Oh, of course”, I replied and, uncrossing my legs and leaning forward so that my blouse fell open slightly and exposed the tops of my breasts I handed him my Marie Claire. “ Which article is it you were interested in?”

Glancing down at what I assumed would be the index he said, “ it’s the one on page 183, sex with strangers I believe, a friend recommended it me, she said it was very interesting! “
I blushed and found myself saying “ I hope you are over 21 it’s quite explicit, I was just reading it myself “.
“ I’m a big boy, he said smiling, I can take it I’m sure, my name’s Johnny by the way” and with that he held out his hand to me. I leaned forward and shook with him very aware that he was looking straight down the front of my blouse. “ Pleased to meet you, he said, and by way of an after thought, very nice bra!”
I blushed again and retorted, “ it used to be part of a matching set but I got rid of the panties! “
He smiled again and said “ so I noticed

We got off the train together at Manningtree a quiet little country town in the middle of nowhere! Ostensibly to go for a glass of wine somewhere but we both knew that there was much more than wine to be had. As soon as we were in the dark car park away from the prying eyes of other commuters he grabbed me and pushed me back against a car. Forcing his tongue into my willing mouth he kissed me hard and slid one hand between my legs whilst pulling my face onto his with my hair tangled in his other hand. I felt fingers slipping into my wetness and I thrust my pussy towards his probing digits willing them to penetrate me. My own hands went immediately to his crotch and I feverishly began undoing his belt. I so wanted to feel his cock in my hand, I had spent the last hour imagining it and now I was going to have it or more likely, it was going to have me! Johnny stopped kissing me and, pulling away slightly and looking me in the eyes said, “ get down on your knees and suck my cock, I have wanted to cum in your face since I got on the train. When you opened your legs for me I thought I was going to shoot my load in my pants there and then but I managed not to, now though, I am going to cum so hard, in your mouth, do you want me to do that?”
“ Yes, I gasped, I want you to cum in my face and on my tongue, do you want to wank over me or do you want me to make you cum? I am happy to just kneel here and let you cum all over me or fuck me or do whatever you want! Why don’t I masturbate for you and you wank off into my mouth? I want to be very dirty for you, look..! and with that I sat back on the bonnet of the car and spread my legs. Johnny watched as I sucked my fingers into my mouth covering them with saliva and then began to rub my cunt hard all the time looking him in the eyes. “ watch me make myself cum for you and let me see you wank, I breathed as he slowly started to stroke his hard glistening cock. I felt so dirty and so alive as he wanked himself whilst watching my fingers slipping in and out of my sopping cunt.
“ How dirty are you going to be for me? Said Johnny as he masturbated, How far will you go? Are you really a good little girl or are you going to be a bad girl with me?”

“ What ever you want me to do I will as long as it doesn’t hurt, I replied, all the while rubbing my clit and sliding my fingers in and out of my pussy with a wet squelchy sound. I was so fucking horny I would have literally done anything just to have that hard cock inside me.

“ Squat down in front of me, breathed Johnny, I am going to cum. I scrambled down off the bonnet of the car and, hitching my short skirt up around my waist, spread my legs and did as I was told, squatting with my legs apart in front of this stranger who was wanking his stiff cock into my open mouth. “ Cum in my face, I whispered, go on, you cum over me, I want to taste you, please cum in my mouth”. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed his erect penis in between my willing lips. I sucked him hard and began to stroke his balls with one hand while reaching back between his buttocks and inserting the tip of my little finger into the puckered opening of his anus. He fucked my mouth, pulling my hair with both hands until suddenly he tensed and stream after stream of hot sticky spunk hit first the back of my throat then as he pulled away slightly splashed onto my face and down onto my cleavage. He gasped and pushed his cock back in between my lips and I swallowed for all I was worth. I loved it, hot cum in me and all over me, the smell and taste was amazing! I licked his cock from his scrotum to the tip and cleaned it completely, savouring all the sperm I could find, as I sucked and licked he began to get hard again and I really worked on him dribbling saliva all over the tip and wanking him onto my wet slurping tongue. I needed his cock inside me and I needed it hard. Once he was fully erect I stood up and, leaning my elbows on the bonnet of the car, spread my legs and stood on tip toes to push my arse out. I reached back with my right hand and pulled my buttocks apart saying as I did it, “ Fuck me, hold me down and fuck me hard, I want that cock inside my cunt. Fuck my arse if you want I’m wet enough look”, and I slid a finger down the crease of my bottom and pushed my index finger into my anus moving it slowly in and out.
Without saying a word Johnny came up behind me and grabbed hold of my hair with one hand whilst pushing his cock in between my legs with the other. I felt that delicious moment when a hard cock slips in your wetness and then penetrates you and you feel the combination of wiry pubic hair against your buttocks and the swing of the scrotum as it bangs against your inner thigh and then he was completely inside me and fucking me. Forcing me down over the car so that my breasts were squashed against the metal of the bonnet and spanking my buttocks as he raped me. Fucking me harder and harder, making me feel that even if I wanted him to stop I couldn’t stop him. I was his to use, his to fuck and rape and I loved it, loved every dirty, sordid, rude moment of it. “ Fuck me, I yelled, not caring if anyone else heard, “ Fuck my cunt you bastard, I’m going to cum on your cock, cum on my arse, go on, cum on my arse, fuck my arse, please fuck me up the arse and cum in me…..”

And he did, it hurt as he entered me there but only for a moment then it was exquisite agony. I was totally his. I was being anally fucked on the bonnet of a car in a dark car park by a stranger I had only met an hour ago and I fucking loved it. I felt like I was being raped, held down and fucked from behind, I loved the feelings it was giving me and I wanted to be dirtier still. If only I had a cock to suck on while I was being raped or a cock or more to wank. Cover me in cum, I thought… and then it happened!

I heard a cough. A mans cough and it wasn’t Johnny! He barely broke his stride, fucking his hard cock into my tight anus and then alternating and slipping it into my sopping wet cunt Johnny continued to use me, bending me down and treating me like I was a whore, his whore to be fucked and cum over as he pleased.
“ Are you ready for this?” he whispered as he slid his hard cock deeper into my arse.
“ What? I whimpered
“ This” he said and then spoke to somebody else.
“ Don’t just watch guys, come and have a play, she loves it don’t you?”
I didn’t answer with a sentence just moaned softly as he fucked me and looked over my shoulder. Standing about ten feet away were two men, one in his early fifties I reckoned and one in his late twenties. Both not unattractive and both obviously very interested in what Johnny was doing to my semi naked body.
“ Tell them to come and touch you” Johnny said quietly, tell them that it’s ok. I want to watch you suck their cocks, will you do that for me?”
In answer to his question I looked at the men fleetingly and said, “ come closer, let me see you”

They did….!

The older man acted first, he stood in front of me and unzipped his trousers. I was presented with one of the largest cocks I had ever seen being masturbated 2 inches from my face, I could smell the male muskiness and it sent me wild. I had Johnny buried deep inside my pussy and another cock being wanked in front of me then 2 cocks as the younger man followed his friends lead. Now this was seriously dirty!
All of a sudden Johnnies cock slipped out of my pussy and I was aware that he was stepping back from me. I stayed bent over the bonnet of the car with my legs spread wide and my pussy drooling and the two men moved closer, close enough to touch and touch they did. I stayed in that position looking sideways at Johnny who was slowly stroking his hard glistening cock whilst two more strangers ran their hands over my semi naked body. I could feel fingers probing my pussy, squeezing my tits and rubbing over my inflamed and open anus. It drove me wild. I began to slowly gyrate my buttocks and thrust my cunt back to meet their fingers all the while watching Johnny smiling and wanking. Four fingers inside me, two different men, strangers, touching me, I began to cum, a long loud wet orgasm that culminated in one of the men crouched down behind me tonguing my anus and pushing his tongue into the wettest part of my pussy as I came on his face while the other man held my head by my hair and pushed his cock down my throat. I gagged as he came and the jets of spunk hit the roof of my mouth but I swallowed as much as I could before letting some of it splash on my face and sucked him so Johnny could see just how dirty I could be for him. As he was cumming I felt his friends hard cock slip inside my cunt and he fucked me while sliding a finger in and out of my anus making me squirm with pleasure it wasn’t long though before I was aware that he was spurting hot spunk deep inside me until it dribbled down my inner thighs and I came again grinding my cunt against his pumping cock.

They disappeared as quickly as they had appeared and as I gradually gathered my senses I looked around for Johhny. He had gone too. I was alone, covered with and filled with sperm. I had it all over my face and all over my buttocks, it was running down my thighs and I reached down and scooped some of it onto my fingers and raised them to my mouth so I could taste the cum of a third stranger that evening. Totally used, totally satisfied and totally dirty, I loved it and wanted more.

I caught the last train back alone, went home, showered and masturbated before falling asleep.