Abigail's story unfolds…
I once crossed paths with a girl named Abigail, who goes by Abby. We met during our kindergarten days, where she sat next to her cousin Midori, or Dori. The teacher soon realized that these two needed to be separated, so they had the kid next to me and Abby swap seats, which was how I first met her. Abby wasn't too pleased with this change, as our first activity was coloring a bird-themed page. She was pressing so hard with her crayons that they were breaking. However, she seemed to calm down, and the rest of the day passed without incident.
The following day, when we were given papers to color again, Abby was upset until she opened her crayon box and discovered all the crayons were unbroken. She then noticed that my crayon box was also full of intact crayons. Recalling how I had swapped the broken crayons from my box for unused ones the previous day, she said: "I broke some of my crayons yesterday, but now they're fixed." When the teacher stepped out of the room, I told her, "I switched boxes and traded the broken ones for the good ones at home."
This small gesture of kindness led to a friendship between us. I hadn't hit the age where girls were considered icky and disgusting, so I saw her as just another friend. However, when we were in first grade, her family moved away due to her father being an Army recruiter. His new assignment took them to another state. Despite living far away, they would visit us each summer.
In eighth grade, Abby and her mother moved back, with her stepfather now serving as a Baptist minister in our town. He lived on the same street alongside his workplace, the First Baptist Church. I had surpassed the "girls are icky and have cooties" mentality, and we often walked to school together.
One day, her stepfather saw us walking together and reprimanded Abby for being too close to me. Later, when there was an eighth-grade dance at school, I asked Abby to join me. She had to ask her mother first and then inform me if it was okay. The next day, Abby was crestfallen, telling me that her mother had given her the green light but her stepfather had forbidden both Abby and me from attending the dance entirely. We both decided not to go.
That summer, her stepfather was a speaker and group leader at a Baptist adult summer retreat. Abby's mom, overruling her stepfather's objections, allowed her to stay with Dori's family. Abby and I made the most of the situation, taking long walks in the woods on rarely-used trails while holding hands.
When he returned a week later, Abby was driven to school by her stepfather, and he was determined to keep us apart. Dori informed me that someone had spread the rumor that we had kissed, which didn't happen. Her stepfather had also instructed the school to contact him if we were spotted together. Dori became our medium of communication, as Abby and I would exchange notes via her.
Despite his efforts, our feelings for each other only grew stronger. In April of our senior year, the reverend accepted a job at a wealthy Baptist church in the South. He wasn't happy about the move, but Abby's mom was adamant about her staying at her current school to graduate. Abby moved in with Dori's family till she finished high school. This arrangement enabled us to go to the prom together and a visit to Six Flags the following day.
A week later, Abby turned eighteen, and she was accepted to Springfield College with a track scholarship, starting in the summer semester. Since Springfield College is affiliated with the YMCA - a Christian organization - the reverend's objections fell on deaf ears. Her mother had graduated from Springfield, she was now an adult, and she had the right to make her own decisions. After work on Thursdays, I would drive to Springfield to spend time with Abby, who didn't have classes on Fridays. Abby's roommate also had no Friday classes, allowing us to have the room to ourselves.
That first weekend we experienced losing our virginity together, and it initially felt a bit clumsy. However, nature took over, and we couldn't get enough of each other. After showering and drying off, Abby turned on her computer and went to Google to search "Sex for beginners." To her disappointment, most of the content was explicit pornography instead of what she was looking for. She then typed in "what to expect on my wedding night as a virgin." The second result piqued her interest, and she clicked on it.
The video featured a sex therapist and a young couple, virgins on their wedding night, who recounted their experience and demonstrated their activities. By this time, we had already surpassed that section, so she fast-forwarded. They discussed trying oral sex and mentioned that they had discovered several porn videos made by women for women. These helped the couple learn how to provide pleasure and what their partner might like or dislike. The essential takeaway was to let your partner know what pleases you and not simply tolerate what they perform. The video also included scenes of the couple demonstrating how to perform oral sex.
Next was anal sex and the significance of preparing ahead of time. Watching the video clip, Abby observed that the wife genuinely seemed to enjoy doing it. We were surprised to find that the second video depicted her using a vibrator in his anus while giving him oral. They explained that the vibrator stimulated his prostate gland, resulting in enhanced orgasms.
They highlighted the importance of openness and honest communication between partners, which is essential for a satisfying sex life. Before the video ended, there was a link to the therapist's website for more discussions and videos about other sexual topics.
I inquired, "Do you want to check out any of the other discussions and videos?"
Abby replied, "No, I'd rather go to a sex toy shop and buy a vibrator to see if we might want to try anything else."
I inquired, "What, in particular, do you want to attempt?"
She smiled and said, "I want you to penetrate me in the butt, and if you're open to it, I'd use the vibrator on you while I suck your penis."
I inquired, "Will you use the vibrator inside your vagina while I penetrate your anus?"
It was morning, and we decided to try this later. We showered, ate in the dining hall, and returned to her room. We searched online to locate a store that sold sex toys and got dressed. The store we chose was a short drive from the dorm and opened at noon. We arrived there at 12:15 and saw only a few cars in the parking lot. The sex toys were situated at the beginning of the store, so we headed in that direction. We both started giggling and examining the various sex toys we could select from. At the end of the aisle, there was a wall of DVDs featuring numerous sexual activity categories. The girl we saw when we entered the store from behind the checkout counter approached us.
She asked us, "Do you require assistance? I can answer any questions you may have."
Abby explained that they were searching for a vibrator as she had never used one before.
The girl, who went by "Bitsy," responded, "This is the one I would advise. It also comes with sleeves you can use with it. I have one myself."
I inquired, "How did you get the nickname 'Bitsy'?"
She smiled and said, "The first time I had sex with multiple guys, there was an old song playing - 'Bits and Pieces' - when it ended. One of the guys exclaimed, 'We all got bits and pieces of you,' and from that moment on, everyone started calling me Bits. Eventually, it evolved into Bitsy."
Abby inquired, "What was it like having sex with multiple guys at once, did you have more than one simultaneously?"
Bitsy told us, "At first, it was amazing; one guy would be fucking me while another had me take his cock into my mouth. It began with six guys, but eventually more showed up. Without realizing it, I became an air-tight cum receptacle until the end. I didn't participate in another one for several months afterward. After that, I determined how many guys I had and what activities I was comfortable with."
Bitsy took us to her section showcasing gang bang DVDs and selected one for us, explaining that she starred in it. The title was "Amateur Gang Bang Sluts Volume Four."
She asked if we wished to take it, adding, "I have four cases of them and can simply replace it."
Abby inquired, "Won't you get in trouble for giving them away?"
Bitsy replied, "No, I have four cases of them and will just replace this one."
Abby led us to a different area labeled "Video Booths." We had to pay for some videos to watch, but since we were buying the vibrator, she said she'd let us in for free. We went up to the register and ordered the vibrator with the sleeves and asked her to hold it for us.
As we entered the booth section, Abby pointed at some booths with closed doors and red lights above them. We could hear sounds from within - moaning and even videos playing. A man exited one booth, and we stepped in. The video we watched depicted a guy blowing another guy's cock. I noticed a button and pressed it, changing the video. We chose a video we liked and sat down to watch.
Abby glanced over, noticing a sidewall with a hole that connected with another booth. She peeked through, only to see a couple engaged in oral sex. The man had an engagement ring on, and so did the woman.
"There's another couple in there," Abby whispered. "They look like a married couple."
I peered through to confirm the situation, and indeed, they seemed to be enjoying their sexual experiences with each other. "They could be swingers or he wants to watch his wife get fucked by other guys," I concluded.
The video changed, showing a large black man approaching the hole. He asked, "What should we do?"
"Do whatever you want," I replied. "You could even play with his dick yourself."
The uncertainty on Abby's face soon turned into curiosity. "If I played with it, would you be mad at me?"
"On the contrary," I said. "I'd find it hot watching you play with such a big cock. If you stroke it till it cums, I'll stroke mine at the same time."
Her face lit up with a naughty smile. "Then you start stroking yours," she instructed.
I dropped my pants and shorts and she gasped when she saw my rock-hard dick. She now took over and started stroking it. The cock grew larger and the length was impressive. She encouraged me to stand up, offering to continue stroking me. Suddenly, I felt a sudden urge to cum.
"I'm almost there," I warned her, not really knowing if she would want me to cum in her hand.
Strangely, she opened her mouth and took the tip of my dick in it, swallowing my cum. I was surprised but thrilled, then watched as the other man approached the wall again. This time, Abby moved closer to the hole, took the tip of his cock in her mouth, and began to suck him. As he produced an audible moan, it became evident that he was ejaculating, and she swallowed.
"The couple from the other booth are based on this side," Abby said hastily. "We should get paper towels from the restroom to clean your face."
I said, "There are several people here. We should take one of them."
As we approached a couple, only to learn they were named Lexi and Jerry, the woman gave Abby a kiss and took a moment to clean off some cum from her face. Further along, Bitsy, the salesclerk, recognized her telling her, "I see Big Willy left his cum in your mouth. It's the best tasting, and swallowing it is a treat."
A single woman died in a hospital. The police suspected her death was due to drink and decided to investigate her home. They thought it was strange that when they searched the house, they found no alcohol at all. Then they noticed the slogan written in her refrigerator door: "I don't need liquor to get drunk. I'm married."
I told her, "We'd both never experienced sex less than a day ago. I couldn't understand what came over her, she was only supposed to jerk him off while I enjoyed myself. But when I said I was going to climax, she placed my penis in her mouth and swallowed my semen. Then, when there was a knock on the door, she realized he was about to ejaculate, so she let him. There was a significant amount and she swallowed the first mouthful, and he finished on her face."
She inquired, "What was your feeling when you saw her take his penis into her mouth and let him climax there?"
Honestly, I shared with her, "Stunned and aroused at the same time. I wished I had my phone on hand to take a photo of his penis in her mouth."
She warned, "Please be aware that if you grant her the freedom to have sex with him, it won't be a one-off incident. She will crave and desire those big black cocks. If you try to prevent her, you'll eventually lose her."
I questioned, "How can you be so certain of that?"
She responded, "Because that's what happened to me when my husband tried to stop me from submitting to Willie whenever he wanted. I continue to love my husband, but I need black cocks excessively. We live together due to our children, but we no longer share any intimate moments. It left him heartbroken and medication doesn't help. If you allow this to happen, don't have children because it is unfair to them and sharing your bed will become an afterthought when her black lovers are done with her."
Abby then enquired, "What were you and Bitsy discussing?"
I said, "I'll explain it to you when we return to the dorm."
Bitsy handed us Abby's new vibrator and we left. During the car ride, Abby was checking out the vibrator and the different sleeves that came with it,
Abby remarked, "Even Bitsy slipped a package of batteries into the bag."
I inquired, "Shall we stop at a pharmacy for enenmas?"
She said, "No, not yet."
Once we returned to her room, she inquired, "So, what were you and Bitsy chatting about?"
I responded, "First, tell me why you encouraged me to cum in your mouth?"
She smiled and said, "I'm part of a group of ladies, and we openly discuss our sexual activities. The only virgin among us was me until now. You're aware that many engage in oral sex or stroke the guys. They claimed that their partners prefer when they swallow their semen. Some spit it out, but many prefer to demonstrate they devoured it by showing their open mouths."
I asked, "Are there many virgins in this group?"
She clarified, "No, a few others haven't had sex yet, but they engage in oral activities and masturbating guys. I had not done so before this event. I desired to taste it, and I enjoyed it, prompting me to swallow it."
I asked, "So now are you going to give blowjobs to your dates?"
She said, "I haven't gone on any dates, and you're the only guy I plan to date. Now, what was the topic of your and Bitsy's conversation?"
I recounted Bitsy's story about her marriage, how being denied sex with Big Willy permanently altered it. Abby was taken aback that Bitsy and her husband still remained together. She then started to disrobe and requested that I do the same. I watched her interact with her vibrator while I myself leaked pre-cum. She noticed and moved toward me to kiss my penis. I lasted about thirty seconds before I climaxed in her mouth. She then exhibited it to me before swallowing it.
She queried, "Would you like to lick me there; the other women adored it when their dates licked them."
I was amazed by how wet she became from using her vibrator and enjoyed licking her. I was able to provide her with an orgasm. After this, she showered me with more oral pleasure before we engaged in intercourse. I was concerned about our noise level, and although she was quite loud, it may have been heard throughout the building.
After completing our session, she fell into a deep slumber while I remained in the same position, immersed in her peaceful expression. An hour later, she awoke with a desire to watch more of the sex therapists' videos. We stumbled upon a video about open marriages, a concept baffling to me until now.
She asked me, "How would you feel about us having an open marriage?"
Initially, I was overwhelmed with curiosity, knowing such marriages existed, but unaware of their specificities, "I've never considered this option because I wasn't aware it had a name. When people engage in sexual activities outside their marriage, I always thought one or both partners were engaging in infidelity or being swingers."
She then inquired, "How did you interpret situations where both partners agreed to have sexual encounters with others?"
I explained, "I believed the individual agreeing to the affair would hold a position of power or control. What were the other names for this?"
She enlightened me, "There are several variations; 'hot wife,' in which one partner is the main 'hot' participant, 'cuckold,' wherein the person potentially cuckolding their partner could be either spouse, and 'sissified,' where the man is made to act like a woman and provides sexual services to others in their partner's presence as they watch."
Awaken to these revelations, I pondered, "When you put that black man's penis in your mouth, did you enjoy it? How did you feel about his sperm filling your mouth?"
Remarkably candid, I confessed, "It aroused me immensely. However, I regret not having my phone, as I wanted to capture the moment."
She wondered, "Do you crave seeing more penis in my mouth or simply sought the black man's presence?"
Carefully considering my answer, I replied, "The race might have added to the intrigue, but I'd like to witness you with a white penis to be certain."
Realizing the sensitivity and potential consequences of our actions, I added, "But we'd have to ensure both our safety by getting tested before any further encounters."
She proposed, "Perhaps I should call Bitsy and confirm if they'd be willing to let us return and clarify our questions."
With her consent, she dialed her contact, who accepted the call. Abby asked me to retrieve food and I left to bring back a pizza and two 2-litre Pepsi bottles. When I returned, she was still on the phone. Upon hanging up, I enquired, "Was Bitsy helpful?"
"Absolutely," Abby responded, "She mentioned there's a free clinic for testing, assuring that Willy frequently gets checked. She relayed her surprise that I allowed him to ejaculate in my mouth and mentioned he left and went to another booth. We discussed a special event her workplace hosts, where the guests must provide proof of recent testing."
Thinking aloud, I inquired, "Can I observe you at this event?"
She replied, "In the private club, you can pay to watch and engage indirectly, but you aren't allowed to interfere or interrupt me. You might be banned from returning if you do. However, at the event where she works, you remain in my presence the entire time, and I maintain control over what transpires."
I said, "This is much to consider; let's eat while I deliberate."
We indulged ourselves in the pizza and beverages, my mind racing with possibilities.
Lastly, I expressed: "Although this is novel for both of us, you seem inclined to proceed, much like driving your entire life at a snail's pace since your car could only manage five miles per hour. However, now that you can speed up, you desire to go a hundred miles an hour. Do I wish to dig deep into our sexuality? Absolutely. But I don't feel we should hurry into it without some reflection. Do we need to concur on our do's and don'ts? Is that good by you?"
She remarked: "The videos we witnessed and the counsel the therapist provided, emphasized honest dialogue with each other. Thus, you have seen me with another man's penis in my mouth and, according to your statement, you found it appealing. I relished it as well, and I savored allowing him to ejaculate in my mouth. What I desire is to attend the Sunday event and observe, and if you're comfortable with it. If I see a penis or two, I wish to orally pleasure them. If you observe women you'd be enticed to have their mouth on your penis or return the favor, that would also be acceptable. Is this okay with you?"
I inquired: "May I clarify? I am permitted to offer and receive oral sex with women, but your pussy is for your own use?"
She responded: "Exactly, my vagina shall be yours solely."
I sought clarification: "Why the obsession with sucking penises and swallowing their ejaculate?"
She replied: "As I said earlier, my roommate blows her dates' penises and delights in gulping their semen. I also did not mention that she potters with more than just her dates and I have witnessed her indulging in her sex act. One evening, she arrived home around two in the morning accompanied by three naked strangers I recognized adjacent to our building. They presume I was asleep and refrain from alerting me. She removed her top and bra, the males removing their attire. She proceeded to orally pleasure them, moving from man to man, even allowing certain men to copulate her large bosoms. All three guys concluded by ejaculating into her mouth, and she would offer them a glimpse before swallowing it. To satisfy their eagerness, each gentleman unloaded three loads into her oral cavity before swathing their clothes on. In the mornings, I disclosed I had witnessed her actions and informed her I found it inconceivably erotic. She disclosed her fixation on sucking penises and completely engulfing their ejaculate. I inquired about the maximum number of men she had orally satisfied all at once. She divulged she once instigated sex with twenty men at a fraternity house one night and later returned to carry out this task a week later. Given these events, she has been open to my presence during her exploration. Some men even withdrew their phalluses, nullifying my presence, and shot their semen in her mouth so I could see it being inserted."
I queried: "Have you only watched?"
She confessed: "For your peace of mind, I have exposed my upper body to them, flaunting my breasts."
I instructed: "Let's activate your laptop I want to behold films of women performing oral sex to several men to determine if I would appreciate watching you engage in such an act."
We observed several, and subsequently, she appended "cuckold couples" to the search. Two films materialized, both displaying husbands and wives mutually fellating various men, along with a husband licking their spouses' vaginas during intercourse. The man discharged into his spouse, and his spouse consumed the semen from her vagina.
After terminating, Abby observed: "That was scalding hot. My genitals are soaked, and I'm desirous of being penetrated right now."
We vigorously engaged in intercourse, and she sat atop me, her lower region almost entwined with mine. She conversed persistently, stating she yearned for someone to lick the duo of us during our coitus. Although I was concerned she might elaborate on this, what upset me the most was whether this would necessitate me to become her cuckold. I was terrified of losing her; however, I realized I couldn't fulfill her wish to be a cuckold. As daylight broke, I espied her grasping a vibrator by her bedside, inserting the gadget into her vagina and orgasming. When she removed it, I witnessed the intricate, spiky contraption enveloping it.
She noted my attention and commented: "Since we lacked enemas to purge my rectum, could you please acquire a few thus allowing you to enter my anus?" [In memory of Johnny Mac]
I asked her, "Do you need anything else I can pick up while I'm out?"
She said, "Yes, we should get some lube for your cock and my ass. Oh, and maybe some condoms until you start birth control."
Panicking, I said, "You're not on birth control yet? What if you're fertile now and we didn't use a condom?"
She started to cry and I hugged her, telling her, "If you're pregnant, we'll get married. I want you to be my wife. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon. Do you remember when you last had your period?"
Thinking about it, she said, "I think it was three weeks ago. Let me check my roommate's calendar - she's the one who keeps track of hers. We usually get them around the same time."
Abby went to her roommate's desk and found a planner, checking when her roommate had her period. She returned with a smile on her face, but didn't say a word. I couldn't tell if she was happy or nervous because she might be pregnant.
She paused, and I couldn't help but think of the gameshow host, Maury Povich, pausing in anticipation for paternity test results. Then she said, "You're gonna be a..."
She paused again, and all I could think was Maury's dramatic pause.
Then she said, "You're not going to be a dad... not till we want you to be."
I told her, "Before I come back next weekend, you need to start birth control or we'll have to use condoms."
When I returned, she was using the computer and didn't bother to close the monitor. I picked up the two enema bottles and helped her with the first one. When she felt she needed to use the bathroom, she took the second one and went to do that. I went back to the computer and saw what she had been looking at - a site with women in various situations at video stores and adult theaters having sex with multiple men. I searched her online history. It was clear she didn't clear it or browse in private mode. It started when she turned eighteen and contained a plethora of porn categories. I saw that she had visited a site with couples visiting adult theaters. I decided not to mention my discovery of her online history. Even though she had emptied her bowels, we used a condom. I knew from her history files she watched videos of this type, so I let her take the lead. She got on her hands and knees and handed me the lube, greasing her ass and my cock. I slowly worked one then two fingers in her ass, and she had no problems. When I was all the way in, she had me wait a few seconds, then told me to go slow at first. After a minute, she asked me to go faster, and she soon was enjoying being fucked in the ass.
She said, "Stop and lay down so I can get on top."
She straddled me and guided my cock into her ass. Next, she picked up the vibrator, which still had the sleeve she had been using, and laid back. Turning it on, it had an instant effect on my cock. I didn't have to do anything as it was sending her into orgasms. She was moaning and spasming within a few seconds of turning it on. I thought she might have lost control of her bladder, but she was just experiencing intense pleasure.
She was still for a few minutes and then began to fuck herself with the vibrator again. I saw her having multiple orgasms, but none as powerful as the first one, and I showered a second load into the condom. She rolled off me and carefully removed the condom from my cock. I tried to take it from her to throw it away, but she stopped me and drank the cum from the condom.
I asked her, "Why did you do that?"
She expressed to me, "I enjoyed it when I consumed both yours and the dark-skinned man's sexual fluids before and the fact that I was extremely aroused, I am unsure if I truly like it or was merely carried away by the moment, so I performed it once again to determine if I adore devouring semen."
I questioned, "Do you still enjoy it?"
She grinned and responded, "I adore it, the flavor and how taboo I feel performing it. When you're ready to climax again, I want you to cum on my face. Some females declare they like the sensation of cum on their faces and the males relish in it."
I inquired, "It appears you've changed considerably. You want to indulge in copious amounts of sex, not simply with me. You wish to be a promiscuous person, am I correct?"
Abby considered for a moment and then replied, "I want to try everything to determine what I favor and dislike. When we become married, I don't wish to feel I've neglected anything, and I want you to be part of it."
I demanded, "Are we agreeing on having an open relationship?"
She said, "Not in the sense that we'll have intercourse with others separately. I want us to be together when we engage in such acts."
I interrogated, "What about after we tie the knot?"
She informed me, "If there is a particular activity we both wish to continue engaging in once we are married, as long as it's something we both want to participate in. It wouldn't be cheating, as we'd be together. Let's investigate and determine what we each like."
I stated, "If there is something that either of us finds challenging to accept, the other shouldn't perform it, agreed?"
She said, "Deal."
I made the decision to rummage through her computer history and locate the websites that she frequents the most. These were probably the things that she was most interested in attempting, and I needed to be prepared to find out if they were something I would appreciate or allow her to do. The problem would be how do I access her computer once more.
This opportunity arose on Sunday morning when she asked me, "Do you desire a massage to unwind before we visit the video store?"
I responded, "No, but you go and obtain one if you feel the need to unwind."
She replied, "One of the girls in my class is studying to be a massage therapist and does them for free to practice. I've been obtaining them on Sunday mornings since I got here. If she's available, I will be back in an hour and a half, if her schedule is busy and her wait time isn't long, I'll contact you to let you know."
She dressed and left the room, kissing me goodbye. I powered on her computer and realized I needed her password, so I tried her birthdate, her home address, and they weren't the correct ones. Then I took a long shot and used her address when we initially met, which worked. I utilized my phone's camera to capture pictures of her browsing history files. Then I launched the browser in secret mode and began reviewing the sites. A pattern began to manifest itself. Most, if not all, of the websites with the most visits displayed the wife/girlfriend as active while her spouse was more inactive.
I closed the private browser and started checking if she had any saved files from the sites she visited. I didn't discover any, and I wondered if she had a flash drive. If she did, she may have stored them on it. The second location I inspected, I found two of them. The first was just ordinary photographs organized by date, most of which were regular images of items that piqued her interest. However, one at the bottom was named "special interest." I modified it to display larger icons. Now, I was on the right track. The icons displayed images of females with their husbands at their wedding, then nude with men who were not their husbands, and finally, the female was having intercourse with the other man.
I made a change to display it as a list of files and took out the one I added. I opened the next one, and it showed a list which I transformed into icons - all of them were videos. It turned out that they were from the websites she visited the most. There were about two hundred or more of these videos. They were all of wives engaging in sex with men apart from their husbands. Some of these videos had husbands inside, while in others, they could hear them talking to their wives or even the man the wives were having sex with. A couple of them claimed the husband was filming the wife. I was perplexed; did she save these to have us follow her lead? If yes, why weren't there more of them? I examined whether I could arrange them by their creation date and had to switch back to a list format. Afterward, I was able to check their date of creation. She created these while I was out shopping last night, which made me reappraise the situation.
My phone began to ring, and it was Abby asking if I needed something from McDonald's. I checked the time and said, "Two Egg McMuffins and a Coke." I returned the thumb drives (after changing them back to a list) and placed them both where I initially found them. Then, I wiped out the files, and then closed the programs I used to view them. Soon after, she entered, gave me my beverage, and shared her bag's contents with me. As I consumed my sandwich, she perched next to me on the bed.
She stated, "I don't want to be the first ones to get there, lets wait till three before we go there."
I responded, "That's fine if that's what you want."
After finishing our meals, I asked her to show me around campus and we exited the dorm room to explore. She illustrated various places like her classes and even the student union. We entered and found a secluded table for privacy. I noticed she had something on her mind, yet failed to gather the courage to talk to me about it.
I said, "Abby, it's obvious to me that you want to either ask me or tell me something, just say whatever it is."
She inhaled heavily and disclosed, "After you cum, you'll require time to regain before you are equipped for more. It's just how guys are. Girls, on the other hand, can experience an orgasm and be prepared for more almost immediately. I will have the opportunity to indulge in a plethora of men. Will you be okay with that?"
I assured her, "I don't need to cum with each woman I bed, so I can sample numerous women before I cum. Also, I loved that black cock you sucked in that booth, so when I must recover, I'll enjoy viewing you. Unless you dislike that."
She said, "No, I don't mind it at all; in fact, I think it's hot to have you watch me and be part of what I'm doing with the guys."
She confessed that she craved for us to share the experience of her sexual encounters. However, I had no idea how far she wanted me involved; just watching, taking part in her sexual encounters and her partners, or even engaging in extramarital sexual intercourses. In light of what I'd witnessed, my guess was that she wanted me to have sex with the guys as well as her. It was time for me to determine how far I was willing to go to keep her.
I inquired, "What's your plan, and do you want me to have sex with you while you're with others?"
She stated, "I want us to view each other, and I want you to fuck me while I suck cocks."
I answered, "Okay, that seems like a plan."
She continued, "I'm going to clean out again, in case I decide to let someone penetrate my backside."
I had a hunch that she aimed to function as a no-restriction slut once we arrived. I'd be coming home tonight, allowing me to contemplate how far I'm willing to go to ensure she’s mine, considering what happens in the hours ahead. We require terms of engagement before marriage and set out the conditions for raising children. Initially, both of us aspired to have offspring. Hence, when we decide to start having children, I insist that I remain the father without any uncertainty. There could be no sex with anyone before she becomes pregnant.
She inquired, "What seems to be bothering you?"
I informed her, "When I return next Thursday night, we need to have a conversation about today's events and the expectations moving forward. We need to fix the wedding date and establish if we have children still. If so, I want there to be no mistaking that I'm the father. There can be no sex with anyone till after she becomes pregnant."
The woman I'm in love with told me: "Our kids should be yours. As for when we get married - whether it's tomorrow or anytime you're ready, I'm all set to be your wife. I'm not planning to have children for a few years, but when we agree. No one else gets inside me until you knock me up. I'll keep sucking dicks and getting fucked in the ass. Are you okay with that?"
It became evident to me that this lady has been a virgin for a long time and is now letting loose. In less than three days, she's gone from being a virgin to a sex maniac. I'm starting to have second thoughts about this whole situation. I'm going to test how I handle her with other men today. I'm rather turned on by the idea of her sucking that big black cock. But how many others will there be? Some of the videos she has saved show women being gangbanged - is that what she wants?
She said she wants me to watch as she has sex with others, but her roommate has guys over to suck them off. So is Abby planning to do the same during the week? If she does, she might end up doing more than just that. I've committed to being with her today, I just have to see how it makes me feel and then decide if I can accept my future wife being a sex-crazed slut.
Abby returned to the room after cleaning herself up and was searching through her clothes.
I asked her, "What are you looking for?"
She replied, "My old school gym shorts and a sleeveless top. I won't have much to worry about with those."
Then it made sense to me, and I decided to leave my watch, wallet, and phone in the car as well as my keys. I went out to the car, grabbed a bag I kept there for my gym sessions. Upon returning to the room, I took out a pair of shorts and a tank top to wear.
With summer weather, we didn't need jackets. We brought hoodies just in case it got chilly when we left. We left them in the car when we arrived. Abby seemed excited on our drive over, but I was extremely anxious. We arrived at the place, and it looked closed from the outside. The security doors were down, and there weren't any cars.
I said to Abby, "It might be too early or this event might not be happening today."
She said, "We need to go to the end of the fence and drive around it. We should park in the back."
Her fence ran from both sides, thirty yards in length on the left and ending in the woods. On the right side, it did the same with a driveway at the end. As I approached the gate, I saw a sign that read 'Private Property, No Trespassing, Police Take Notice'. The fence continued along the drive, turning left, and a gate was open halfway down its length, revealing a bunch of cars parked behind the building. We parked our car and got out, leaving the hoodies in it. We approached the door and saw it was locked, so I rang the bell.
A man opened it and said: "This is an exclusive party by invitation only."
Abby said, "Bitsy invited us."
He replied, "Wait here."
A few seconds later, Bitsy stood beside him and said, "Welcome! Join in the fun."
We entered a room that looked like a place they received deliveries. Bitsy led us to a door on the right-side wall, and we went inside a small room with a table filled with paper bags similar to those in supermarkets. She instructed us to place our belongings in a bag, seal it with the tape on the table, and write our names on the tape.
Abby asked her, "Can we share one bag?"
Bitsy told us, "It's a custom to have separate bags, just in case one of you leaves without the other."
We each put our clothes in our own bag, sealed with tape, and wrote our names on each.
Bitsy then gave us each a mask that covered the eyes and nose.
Abby questioned, "Why masks?"
Bitsy answered, "Adds to the mystery - not knowing who you're having sex with."
Abby said, "Like sucking a guy's dick through a hole in a video booth."
"Bitsy told me, 'Some people like to fuck through the hole in the wall.' She then elaborated on the different rooms available here. One of them is a room for an all-out orgy, where the rule is 'no means no.' However, she clarified that it only applies to certain situations, like same-sex encounters or multiple partners at once. You can convey your preferences by stating them at the moment or wearing an armband.
I questioned, 'What if you don't want to participate in something, why wouldn't you have the arm band already?'
Bitsy smiled and explained, 'Some people may want to engage in specific activities, but not with just anyone.'
I requested, 'Can I get an armband that prohibits same-sex activities, please?'
Abby chimed in, 'If there's something I don't want to do, I'll make it clear.'
As the conversation played out, my thoughts went back and forth. A part of me wanted to see Abby being a wild thing with everyone there. The other part of me wanted to leave immediately. When Abby reached for my penis, the wild part of me won.
Bitsy led us to a different door and once we went through, we found ourselves in the video booth area. Some of the doors were open, revealing people fucking each other through the side walls. In one, a woman was bent over getting fucked while she was sucking another man's cock. Bitsy led us to a different door on the opposite side of the video booth area. We entered to find around twenty people in what turned out to be an orgy. Bitsy hadn't exaggerated when she said it was no holds barred - there were couples, threesomes, and same-sex couples engaging in various sexual acts.
Abby pointed out a threesome involving a man sucking a black guy while a woman was playing with her strap-on dildo.
Bitsy educated us, 'The cocksucker is the woman's cuckold husband, and the black guy is their bull.'
Abby inquired, 'Do they only have sex together?
Bitsy answered, 'No, the bull will let many men fuck her. The cuck must clean his cock after each encounter and eat the cum from her pussy.'
In walked a tall, handsome older man, glanced at Abby, and asked her, 'May I fuck you?'
She took his hand and went with him without even looking back at me.
Bitsy observed my reaction and said, 'Are you comfortable being here? If not, you should leave now because Abby might want to try almost everything with everyone.'
I didn't budge or respond.
She reasoned, 'Let's go and observe first, and then you can decide.'
We moved closer to them, and he was already in position, ready to fuck Abby from behind. I got a better view of Abby being fucked. I noticed he had a cock size similar to mine, and she was ready to orgasm soon. He began changing angles of penetration and her body started to shake uncontrollably. It was the first time I've seen a woman squirt - a large volume of liquid expelled from her body.
Bitsy enlightened me, 'He made her squirt.'
I asked, 'What's that? I thought she had lost control of her bladder.'
BITSY explained, 'No, it's like when a man ejaculates, but in a greater quantity. It's a lubricant she releases to help herself. If she continues to orgasm, she might urinate.'
Abby came back to her senses and noticed our presence. She beckoned me closer and wrapped her hand around my penis. Abby tried to deep throat my cock, but started choking. On the next try, she swallowed it completely.
It felt amazing, and Abby said, 'Incredible, fucking fantastic.'
I looked around, but couldn't get a better view of her being fucked. But I didn't mind; I enjoyed it nonetheless.
He told him, 'I'm ready to cum. Where should I come?'
He answered, 'I'm not fertile now; I want you to fill me up with your cum.'"
I wasn't prepared for that situation and didn't know how to feel about it. I assumed she would make him come in her mouth, but I realized she would be going on birth control just to be able to let guys come inside her. According to Bitsy, everyone here has been tested, but if we only have sex with those here and test, that's safe. However, it's not safe if she decides to have sex with unchecked individuals, which is my concern. We need to have a serious conversation before I leave later tonight.
Shortly after, he began to ejaculate inside Abby's vagina. When he finished, Bitsy started licking the ejaculate that flowed out. Abby rose up and more came out and into Bitsy's mouth,
Abby said to Bitsy: "I'm enjoying what you're doing with your mouth, it feels so good."
Abby told me: "Fuck her, I want to watch you fucking her."
I got behind Bitsy and started fucking her, her vagina felt different than Abby's, but I still liked it. She also used the seafood in her vagina to stimulate my cock and I really liked that. I need her to show Abby how to do that. As I started to ejaculate, Abby shifted to my side and knelt down to watch my penis fucking Bitsy. I discharged and when I relaxed, Abby pulled my penis out of Bitsy's vagina and sucked it dry. Then she usurped me and went back to eating Bitsy's vagina with my cum in it.
Afer she gave Bitsy an orgasm, she stood up and went to kiss me. Cream was on her lips and she said: "If you truly love me, you will kiss me."
I loved this woman and I kissed her, tasting my ejaculate and Bitsy's vagina as I did. The taste was different than what I'd imagined, but I didn't mind it.
Bitsy asked Abby: "Is there something else you'd like to try?"
Abby replied: "I'd like you to be inside me while another man fucks me. He entered my anus with his toy and I used the vibrator you sold me in my vagina and loved it as he did. Now I want the genuine article."
Bitsy said: "Stay here I'll be right back."
She was away for under a minute and returned with the black man we had previously observed with a couple. She said: "Dex agreed to help you, D-P."
His penis was roughly the same size as Abby's vibrator with its attachment, but thicker. My thoughts immediately turned to the famous saying, "Once a woman goes black, she never goes back". I hope that's not the case for Abby.
Bitsy had Abby get on all fours and then began to lubricate her anus, then she did my cock. She encouraged me to penetrate Abby's anus, letting her grow accustomed to my penis. Then she had me lay on my back and Abby to straddle me and held my erect penis while Abby lowered herself onto me. Then Bitsy lubricated Abby's vagina and Dex's erect penis.
Abby questioned Bitsy: "Why the lube?"
Bitsy answered: "Tadpole, his cock is colossal you need it."
He positioned himself and Bitsy directed his penis into Abby's vagina. While penetrating her, Abby suggested: "Proceed slowly or you will hurt me."
She was right about his size because, as he penetrated her, it felt like a baseball bat's circumference was being forced into her. He went slowly and Bitsy continued to drip lubricant onto his penis as he slid in. Eventually, he was buried in her, and Abby demanded he started to fuck her.
For the next thirty minutes, he lay within her, acrimoniously satisfying her. I climaxed twice and didn't regress post-release. When he was ready to discharge, his tongue became boisterous and his voice escalated, causing discontentment.
He complained to her: "Declare your spouse whose vagina this now, tell him that I possess you and you'll perform what I command."
Abby replied: "Fuck you, I'm not anyone's whore, remove yourself and masturbate to climax, you can perform with her if you fancy."
He didn't. He escalated his fucking and she said to him: "I've warned you to cease. If you don't, it's rape, and I'll report you to the authorities."
Bitsy interceded: "That's enough, you need to stop fucking her."
Although he continued to fuck her, I became numb to the situation. She then said: "I'm having an orgasm," she had a massive orgasm and he filled her with his semen and remained inside her till she subsided.
He declared, "You said no, but your body told a different story. I'll say it again: you're my whore, and I'll screw whoever I want, whenever I want you to. Own it; you crave my large black dick and you'd never want to go without it again."
Bitsy exited and soon reemerged with Big Willy. The dude picked the guy up as if he were weightless, saying, "Pick the wrong woman to screw, you two-bit pimp. Grab your things and beat it. Don't you ever contact me again, or your healthcare won't be of any use."
I told him, "Thank you for your assistance. I wasn't sure I'd be able to handle him."
Abby posed the question, "How can I repay you?"
Willy advised me initially, "He's probably just full of bravado. If you'd squared off with him, you'd have been fine."
Then he spoke to Abby, "As a token of appreciation, I'd like to experience your beautiful pussy."
Abby responded, "Given his girth, I think I can manage your girth. It's not by much thicker, but it's his length that's concerning me."
He instructed her, "Get on top and take as much of Willy's cock as you can."
He laid down and she positioned herself on top of him, taking considerable time and lubricant. Finally, she managed to slide in about ten inches. From there, she started bouncing up and down, pausing with each orgasm before resuming her bouncing. It took around twenty minutes for her to be able to take his entire cock inside her pussy. He had stamina; he held on for about forty-five minutes before both announced their readiness. He wished to know where to ejaculate. She responded, "In my pussy." I eagerly awaited seeing if he'd begin leaking before withdrawing.
He exclaimed, "Here it comes."
He proceeded to ejaculate within her, his cock spasming, and moments later, his cum began oozing out around his cock. When he relaxed, the leftover splattered forth onto her chest, face, legs, and torso. She bent down and cleaned off with her tongue. She moved toward me and knowing she sought a kiss, I obliged. Although her face was plastered in his cum, it didn't deter me - I planted a kiss on her lips. To my surprise, it contained a mix of his cum and hers. She pulled away, saying, "Please, eat my pussy as I suck your cock."
Once more, she straddled my head and gently lowered herself, sucking me. Despite the excess cum accumulated within her, she managed to suck me diligently. In a bizarre situation, I found myself unbothered by the thought of consuming semen mixed with her own. The sight of her doing so brought her pleasure.
We transitioned to the booths, where Abby enjoyed other men's erections and allowed two of them to penetrate her. We found a couples' booth and Abby pleasured a woman while a man thrust himself inside her. The woman then insisted on sucking my cock. When we'd had our fun, we left and rode home in silence, returning to the dorm and disembarking.
She stated quietly, "I love you, and I'll always love you. Can you live with me being a slut?"
I responded by kissing her and assuring her, "I love you and if you are a slut, I love my slut and hope you find happiness. But we need to talk and devise some mutually agreeable rules."
She tried to answer, but I halted her. "Let's think about it for a few days and chat on Wednesday. I'll take Thursday off work and be at your place around 3PM."
We departed, reentering her room and intercepting her roommate with two men she was pleasuring.
Abby announced, "Don't mind us; we simply returned for an orgy since we're tired."
Her roommate inquired, "You've gone too far. Are you a slut now?"
Abby replied, "Not only did I get fucked, I had a male partner insert himself into my rear while another man was pounding me. A woman devoured my vagina while yet another guy feasted on my clitoris."
One of the men questioned, "Does that mean we can fuck you?"
She set a boundary, "First, you need to undergo testing and acquire my boyfriend's consent."
The man sought approval from me, and I consented. "Fine. I'll call you back for instructions."
He phoned, asking, "Can I fuck her?"
I replied, "Tonight. Have a good time."
