December May Sequel: Part 5
It's quite odd that I'm writing this account. This specific part of the story, if you ask me. When I split from David, I was a completely different individual. Ordinary, predictable, pretty much average on most levels. But I've changed since then. I decided to join an orgy group.
The reason we’re including this part of the story is because it involves me personally. The reader will understand what I'm referring to.
After our adventure in the bedroom, the six of us all agreed to take a breather and descend to the lower floor. Lois borrowed a robe from Marsha. David and Marsha slipped into bathrobes. I redressed myself in my underwear and bra, while Monty wore his underwear and a T-shirt. Finally, Pete appropriated one of David's bathrobes. We all assembled in the living room, imbibing the drinks David had provided earlier. Marsha inquired, "So, what happens next?"
Somehow, Monty had claimed the recliner before Pete could grab a seat. Meanwhile, Pete patted the couch beside him and pointed at Marsha, "First of all," He said, gesturing to Marsha, "Come and sit next to me." Marsha occupied the spot and placed a hand on his right thigh. He encircled her in his embrace as we all relaxed for a moment. I must admit, I was taken aback by Monty's endurance. That Monty was capable of multiple orgasms was likely a sign of how long it had been since he last had any intimate encounters. Or so I thought at the time.
Monty instructed, "Lena, sit in my lap."
I did as Monty instructed. "Alright, sexy," I put my arm around his neck. I leaned in and kissed him. I really enjoy kissing. Monty likes kissing me, too.
David sat on Marsha's unused side. Lois settled onto another chair. The chair was positioned next to a side table between it and the recliner. "Is something significant about to transpire here?" She wore that grin we'd all become familiar with. Lois is arguably the most sexually adventurous among us.
As I perched on Monty's lap, Marsha discarded her robe. She turned to David and moved his robe aside. She began stroking his cock. "Pete, suck my pussy. I want you to suck my pussy." She then commenced to fellate David's penis while Pete obeyed her request. Monty removed his underwear. He took my hand and placed it on his phallus. I stroked his penis as we watched the trio in front of us, in close proximity to us, on the couch.
David perched on Marsha's opposite side. He repositioned himself on his knees in front of her. He did something that confused me. He threaded his right hand through her hair and placed his penis between her lips. Rapidly, roughly, he began to grind his penis into her face. Pete penetrated her vagina, "Wow, this is sensational. Marsha is always so incredibly moist. Fuck, her pussy feels great. Are you enjoying fucking her face, Lena?"
I returned my attention to Monty, turned to face him again, and resumed sucking his cock. Simultaneously, I heard choking noises emanating from Marsha. The noises persisted. The sounds of Marsha choking on David's penis. I focused on sucking the penis in front of me. Monty seemed to be relishing it. "Yes, yes. Suck my penis, Lena. This feels so utterly amazing. Suck my penis."
I was unsure if Monty could reach another climax, but I was willing to try. I eagerly wanted to drink his semen. However, Monty had a different agenda. He gazed down at me. "Nude, Lena. On your hands and knees. I want to penetrate you." I hastily divested myself of my garments and assumed the position Monty commanded me to. For some reason, I like it when Monty bosses me around. The more he does it, the more I like it.
Monty swiftly climbed on top of me as the other two men treated Marsha in a somewhat rough manner on the couch just a few feet away. "God, your penis is so large, Monty."
"Do you enjoy being penetrated, Lena? Do you like being fucked?" [
Oh, wow! That was intense. Monty really went in hard on her, huh? "God, yes. Fuck me, Monty. Make me cum. Fill my pussy with yours," was what she was chanting. Everyone was living in the moment, enjoying all the pleasures that came their way.
Then, Peter suddenly made some loud sounds, "Fuck..., fuck Marsha. Shit, I am about to fill your pussy. Yes, yes. Fuck, baby. Here I go. I am about to empty into your pussy. Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK..., FUCK!" He violently drenched her. David quickly removed his dick to let Pete continue. Slowly, but persistently, Pete kept on fucking her.
"Turn her around," David ordered. Peter reluctantly took his softening dick out of her pussy. Quick as a flash, Marsha obeyed David's command as she sat down on the couch's arm.
Grunting loudly, Monty continued to give it to her. He urged, "Lois..., come here. Come over here so Lena can eat your pussy."
"Oh, damn, yes," Lois answered, and she laid on her back, presenting her pussy for Lena to munch on. Lena knew what she had to do and immediately bent down. She hadn't tried tasting pussy before, but she knew what she liked. Lena slid her tongue between her lips, licking first one, then the other. Then she sunk her tongue into her slit.
Marsha was into it. "Use my ass, baby." Lena lifted her head to see her grabbing her clit. "Yes, fuck me, fuck my ass, David. Cum in my tight ass, baby," pleaded Marsha as she played with her clit. Simultaneously, Monty released his juices into Lena's pussy, causing a ripple effect. Suddenly, Lois shouted, "Oh, god, cumming, Lena. Oh, yes, I am cumming. Fuck, I am cumming. God, you suck a good pussy Lena." Lena had found her clit and brought it out, sucking it all in as Lois's climax shook her body.
Monty was cumming too. "Fuck, fuck, I am cumming, Marsha. I am filling your ass with my juice. Fuck yes, fuck yes. Fuck... It feels so good."
A revelation! Marsha was a gamer. "Fuck me. Use my ass, baby." Lena raised her head just in time to see her fingers playing with herself. "Yes, fuck me, fuck my ass, David. Cum in my tight ass, baby."
In response, David's voice exploded with passion, "Fuck, fuck, I am cumming, Marsha. I am filling your ass with my juice. Fuck yes, fuck yes. Fuck... It feels so good."
And that was it, they were all done. Not just from this session in the living room, but done for the night too.
Chapter Two:
The next few weeks were disheartening. I assume it was more difficult for me than the others. David had Marsha, and Pete seemed to have established a bond with Lois. Monty had his store, and I thought he wasn't in the mood for anything else. He was so busy that he probably couldn't spare time for anything else. However, it turned out to be the inventory period at Monty's store.
By a stroke of unfortunate fate - or perhaps fortunate fate if you look at it from a sexual whim- I found out that I was at the local supermarket. I ran into a youth - yes, a youth. In the past, he had winked and tried to flirt with me - nothing more to it, no serious intentions. I was working as a part-time tutor at the local college when I encountered him at the store. "Hey, Mrs. Adams (I had gone back to my maiden name), how are you?"
"Good. I heard you were going to college. Did you know I tutor there?"
"I had heard that, yeah. I enrolled as soon as I saw your name on a tutor's list. I guess I see you there?" my mind whirred trying to remember why his name seemed so familiar.
"Tom Clarkson?" I asked, leaving the grocery store. I had a list of my first three students with me. I checked it and found Tom from Monty's list. "Tom Clarkson?"
"That's me, yes." There was a shade of red in his cheeks. Was it because he recognized me as Mrs. Adams or was it because he thought I would recognize him as a flirt?
"I am supposed to meet you at Dorm Two. The common room this evening. I'll probably see you there. Okay?"
"Excited about it, I require some assistance in English language skills." We didn't speak much more. We parted ways, and I grinned at him and continued with my shopping. I left for home, and for some explanation, throughout the entire afternoon into the night, I could only think about the gaze in his eyes. I believed I might be wrong, but I saw in his eyes, a look of interest. A look of desire. That feeling didn't fade.
As the afternoon declined, I proceeded to the school. I was well-acquainted with the school and its large dormitories. I visited the communal room, where Tom was waiting for me. One of the issues with the communal rooms in the dorms is the enormous television. Although the majority of the students in the dorm possess their own televisions, that night, there was a pair of guys watching the large television. "How about we go to the library?" I suggested. The library is open late for students to study.
He responded, "I'm not in the mood for the walk across campus. Instead, let's go to my room."
Now, I realized he had roommates. I knew of at least two. "Uhm, firstly, I'm not allowed to enter your room. Secondly, you do have roommates?"
"It's Friday, they are out." He replied." I, on the other hand, have a nearly non-existent social life, and in all sincerity, I need to boost my grades."
I paused. There was something intriguing about Tom. He had a captivating presence. He was around six feet tall, with deep, mesmerizing blue eyes. At the time, I had no idea of his age. I only discovered later that he was nineteen. He had lengthy, almost feminine eyelashes. He possessed a beautiful, radiant smile adorned with excellent teeth. It caused me discomfort that I couldn't recollect why his name was familiar. "Alright, fine. We'll go to your room. I don't want to be caught by the staff."
We rapidly made our way to his room and slipped inside. The room had a set of bunk beds on the right side of the room, with a double bed opposite it on the left. There were two desks situated between those beds. Two modest dressers sat at one's entrance. One each to the left and right. A substantial chest stood at the conclusion of the double bed. The room was cramped and must have been aggravating for three adult males to share. I immediately went to one of the desks and signaled for Tom to take a seat on the left side, close to the double bed. "Okay, sit down. Take out your book and demonstrate your progress to me."
For approximately twenty minutes, we discussed the chapters on critical thinking for Tom's English class. Tom was struggling to understand the material, and it's more probable that he should've enrolled in a different English course, but he exhibited the sincere intention to improve. Or at least that was my initial assumption.
I hung over his desk, explaining something to him. Tom had become distracted. I perceived him inhaling my neck, "Wow, you smell marvelous."
I stepped back slightly and regarded him. "Should we focus?" "I'm just saying, Mrs. Adams, you are incredibly sexy. I mean, why did you wear such seductive attire to tutor me? You appear stunning." I perceived my cheeks grow brighter at this juncture, but I also felt my genitals warm. "Shall we resume our studies?"
Tom then placed his hand on my forearm. He embraced me tightly. Our faces neared each other, and he softly applied his lips to mine. We kissed passionately. I pressed tightly against him. I kissed him, taking pleasure in his tongue challenging mine. Ultimately, I realized what he desired, and I desired it as well. "Your..., your roommates. That is, they could return at any time."
"They won't be back until late. They're at a party." He then gripped my waist and raised my white blouse. He raised the blouse over my head, leaving my breasts in my black bra for him to view. He drew in near me and kissed my neck, holding me tightly. I felt his arousal against me.
Tom leaned down close to me, bending his knees. Moving his face near my waist, he unbuckled my pants. He reached down to remove my heels as well. With a quick movement, he pulled my pants off, leaving me in only my bra and underwear, along with ankle hose. I felt a sense of desire surge through me. "What do you want, Tom?"
"You're so sexy, Lena," he said, his voice low and rough.
"It's Lena, actually," I replied.
"Lay back, Lena," he instructed.
I did as he asked, lying down on the bed. Tom began to take off his clothes. As he removed the last item, I reached down and started playing with myself. "What do you want, Tom? Lock the door. We don't want anyone walking in on us." I pulled his gaze back to mine. "And if we're going to do this, I want you to use a condom. Do you have one?"
Tom reached under his bed and grabbed a box of condoms. He opened the box and dropped it on the nearest desk. Locking the door, he returned to the bed. He opened the wrapper gently and slid the condom over his dick. He then lay down next to me and leaned in for a kiss. His lips were lips I had never felt before, soft and inviting. He kissed me on the left side of my face, then moved to my lips. We shared a long kiss, his rock-hard dick stroking against my body. He broke the kiss and rolled onto his side, looking down at me with hunger in his eyes. "You feel so good, Lena," he whispered, his cock still rubbing against me.
His hand slipped down my body as he traced my slit. "You're so wet," he groaned, sliding a finger into me. I gasped as he entered me more fully. "Can I... do you want me inside you, Tom?"
He gripped my arms and pinned me to the bed. "Fuck, fuck, fuck... God, you're so good." His lips met mine again, our kisses getting more and more passionate. Tom's hips moved against me, his fingers brushing against my clitoris. Soon, I could feel his cock pushing inside me. "Fuck me, Tom," I begged, my hips lifting to meet his thrusts.
As he pumped into me, his mouth found mine for another kiss. Our tongues danced together as his hips pressed deeper into me. It felt so good, his cock stretching me apart. Our mouths separated and I lifted my arms, wrapping them around his neck and pulling him close. Kissing him again, his hips working faster and harder inside me, pumping me full of pleasure. Our lips parted once more, my eyes locked with his. "I want... I want to do this again, Lena," he pleaded.
Just then, I remembered where I had heard the name "Tom" before. Marsha, my son's ex-girlfriend, had mentioned having a younger brother. "Wait, your last name is Clarkson, isn't it?"
Tom looked confused, then his face lit up in recognition. "Yeah, that's right. Marsha and I grew up together. I'm Tom."
I breathed a sigh of relief. I was happy for Marsha and her family, even if she hadn't introduced me to Tom herself. The two young men in the room were both handsome and fit, gazing at me intently. I felt flustered and a bit embarrassed by the situation, so I quickly pulled the covers over myself. Tom rolled off me, his back to the wall.
The taller young man, who appeared to be African American, commented, "Damn, your tutor is hot."
Tom sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Sorry guys, they're... dudes."
The other young man, who looked to be of Latino descent, sat on one of the lower bunk beds. "Aw, too bad. The party we went to sucked anyway." He winked at me. "But it looks like we could have a party here."
Tom looked back at me, his expression serious. "Hey, Ryan, Chris, you have to wear condoms."
The two young men stripped off their clothes, grinning at me as they did. Ryan sat down in one of the chairs, while Chris hopped onto the bunk bed below mine. Both of them were already hard and ready.
I looked at Tom, unsure what to do. He leaned in close again, his lips brushing my ear. "It's okay, Lena, they can't hurt you." He picked up the box of condoms and opened it, handing one to each of the young men.
Tom lay down next to me, his dick twitching with anticipation. He pushed inside me once more, his thrusts deeper and harder. I could feel myself being filled more completely than before. As his hips moved faster and faster, the pleasure built inside of me. "Yes, Tom, yes. I'm cumming," I cried out.
"Ooh, sh*t. I'm about to come, Lena. Here I go, I'm cumming." He leaned over me, locking our lips in a passionate kiss. I knew what was about to happen and couldn't wait. I was so hot. His thrusts inside me sent me into another climax.
"Oh my god, Lena. Here I go, I'm cumming. Yes, cumming Lena. Fuck, yes, cumming!" He yelled as he unloaded into the condom.
I felt incredibly turned on. Extremely aroused. I couldn't wait for the next two men to join us. At the age of forty-three, I needed these wild, sexual nights. "Damn, that was incredible," Tom said as he slipped off of me. The first round was average, but I knew more was on the way. Two more guys waiting to use me.
They were already naked, both stroking their cocks. "Get up, Tom." I turned around and crawled towards the other two men. "One in front, one behind me." I didn't even know their names. I just knew I was horny as hell.
First, the African American guy climbed behind me. I'd noticed his cock was a bit bigger than average. He pushed his condom-covered cock into my pussy and started to pump me. "Give me your cock..." I said to the other guy.
"I'm Anthony. Anthony James." I took his cock in my hand, covered with a condom, and led him towards my mouth. It was massive. I could barely get it in my mouth.
"I...I'm Johnny," the black man behind me said as he pumped my pussy. Tony guided his cock between my lips. I balanced on one hand as I grasped the shaft of his cock and started to lick around it. I could hardly lick it adequately because of its size.
No surprise, "I wanna fuck her again...or she can suck me off." Although I wanted to, I couldn't turn around and look at Tom and reply. It didn't matter. I was enjoying the massive cock inside me too much. "She's hot. This girl wants a lot of cock..."
I moaned around the big dick in my mouth. I squeezed Johnny's cock and received the response I wished for. "Oh man..., you're squeezing my cock. God, your pussy is so strong. Jesus, it feels amazing." It seemed he liked how my pussy muscles were squeezing him. He grabbed my hips a little roughly and started to fuck me even harder. His cock pumped in and out of me faster and faster. I was building up to a giant orgasm. Though I couldn't see it, I knew my cum was coating his dick. It was a massive, heavy climax.
Jonnie moved off. Tony stepped behind me. I leaned down, placing my upper body on the bed. He slid his colossal cock into me. This was a massive dick, easily the biggest I'd ever felt. Perhaps nine inches, I couldn't see it, but that was half of it in my mouth. "Oh my god. Your cock is huge. Holy sh*t."
For some reason, he decided to slap my ass, first one cheek then the other. "Do you like that, chicka? Do you like that big cock fucking you?"
"Yes," I groaned loudly. "Oh sht, it's so big. Fck me, Tony. Fuck me hard." As I said this, Tom climbed onto the bed. He slowly, without saying a word, slid his cock into my mouth. I was just hanging on at this point as one fucked my mouth, and another forced himself into me. Only seconds after Tony had entered me, I had a large orgasm. A mind-blowing climax. I couldn't speak, merely grunted as I released.
In the meantime, to my shock, Tom yelled out. He had been forcefully fucking my mouth. I was choking on my spit, struggling for breath, but Tom seemed not to care. I looked up and saw his head bent back. "Oh, sh*t. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum! Oh god, I'm going to cum, cum, cum!"
The heat from his semen in my throat was palpable. He pulled back and his condom revealed a bag filled with his essence. He pulled out after Tony exclaimed, "Cumming, cumming, cumming. Oh God yes..., cumming in her pussy." He could never manage more than two-thirds of his enormous penis in me, but I relished it nonetheless. As he clutched my sides, he began to discharge his load into me. Thanks to the condom, his load was preserved. He kept squeezing my sides even after his orgasm had subsided. This led to another intense orgasm for me. The sensation in my abdomen as he shot his sperm into me was so immense that Tony could feel my vaginal muscles gripping his penis with my orgasm, leading him to continue penetrating me until I eventually slid onto the bed. I was depleted, yet satiated.
The three of them had not reached the climax of their pleasure.
Chapter three:
Tom made his way to the bottom bunk and lay down. They granted me five minutes, and then Jonnie climbed onto the bed. He pulled me towards him by my legs. By pushing my legs back, he positioned his cock at my entry. This time he did not have a condom on, and I should have shouted out, but it was too late as he forced his dick into me. "You are so juicy. So fucking wet. Do you like being gang-banged, girl?"
I remained silent but merely moaned as he ravaged me. Tom remarked, "I figured she might be enthusiastic about me. But, wow, she is just plain hot." I scanned his face but still could not utter a word. I did not know if I wanted to experience this again, but I was relishing the multiple dicks penetrating me. Jonnie had his hands behind my knees, shoving my legs back, farther and farther, as he forcefully penetrated my vagina. Tom continued, "I think she may be inclined towards me. But, Christ, she is simply hot."
Tony snapped, "Hurry up, I want to fuck her again. My erection is ready for her." I glanced over at him as he stroked his imposing phallus. He kept me pinned against the bed, thus rendering me incapable of preventing what was next. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. What a slut. This slut just wants to be fucked. She is such a fucking slut. She's..., she's... Yeah, she's your tutor? I suppose she will tutor us as well. Superb pussy." Their comments were offensive, but I didn't consider them as such. I delighted in being screwed like this. Being fucked, as they put it, like a slut.
"Quit..., quit your chatter, Johnnie. Just fuck me. Fucking hit me. You are inside me..., your bare cock is in me. Fucking explode. Fill my pussy. Cum in me."
"Did she allow you to copulate with her without a sheath?"
Jonnie grinned and answered, "I didn't offer her a choice. I bet she likes being filled by a raw cock."
I wailed as I once again experienced an orgasm, "Fuck, fuck. J-just fuck me. Jesus, I am cumming yet again. I am fucking cumming. Holy shit, so many orgasms."
"Dear God, she tightens your penis when she cums. Fuck, I'm about to come again. This time, right in this whore's pussy. I'm going to inseminate this cunt. Fuck, yes. Here I go, and this time inside her pussy. I'm going to cum in this bitch's snatch. Fuck, yes. Here I go. Here goes, fucking cum away, cum away, fuck yes, fuck yes. CUMMING!" This time, I could feel Jonnie's steaming semen spill into me. Shot after shot of his semen into my vagina. It leaked out of me and rolled down the back of my legs, pooling between my cheeks. I felt like a slut, a hot slut as he ejaculated in me.
Jonnie detached himself from my legs, and just as I was about to react, Tony climbed on top of me, slipping his cock into my now deluged vagina. Devoid of a condom. His cock was so large. So extremely large. "Jesus, this whore stretches my vagina. Stretching my pussy so wide. F-fuck yes. That is such a huge cock."
He leaned over and we locked lips. He fucked me hard now, penetrating me deeply. His penis slammed my cervix, potentially brushing past my uterus. It was an incredible sensation, his cock slamming me. "Jesus, she adores boners. Loves cocks exceedingly. F-fuck, fuck, what a tight pussy."
"Yes, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Your penis is so huge, it feels wonderful. Fuck yes, fuck yes. I am cumming again. I'm cumming so hard. I am cumming on your dick, Tony. I'm going to be so sore, so fucking sore, tomorrow." And with that, I preceded to experience an intensely erotic climax, sealed with a thundering orgasm. Tony's profanities were an add-on to my personal movie. I came, and so did he, and we were both totally satiated. I was pooped out, though.
Oh my, she's such a lustful lady. Damn, what a hot slut. He moved his hands to my breasts, squeezing them roughly. He fucked me hard, taking his time. Going slowly, his hands now squeezing my nipples as he lay on top of me, he brought his mouth to mine. We shared a passionate kiss, our tongues entangled. Suddenly, I felt his body on mine. I couldn't believe he had his entire cock inside me. His massive cock deep within my pussy. It was like nothing I'd ever felt before. Like being fucked by a wild beast.
"Oh, Lord," I moaned. He began to fuck me even harder now. Thrusting into me, he raised himself up, his hands at my sides. His arms straight, his head back, he pounded my pussy. "Fuck, cumming again. Cumming, Tony. Cumming on your cock."
"Here it comes. Here I go. Fuck, cumming whore. I am..., I am cumming in your pussy. God, yes, cumming in you, Chicka. Shit, shit, fuck. Cumming. Cumming hard." He sprayed my cunt with his cum, another huge load leaking out around his dick. It made a mess on the bed, and I knew I wanted at least this one. This one with the huge cock to fuck me again. Maybe..., Maybe I thought I could make him one of the group. I hoped so.
Chapter four:
We had completed the task, at least I had, "Alright gentlemen, I'm off. Grab me something to clean up. You two left quite a mess." Tom grabbed a rag, and I promptly wiped it up. I picked up my clothes, quickly putting them on. I had to get a few things under control right away. So I said, "Alright fellas, this was fun. But it was just a one-time thing. Please, don't tell anyone about this. I'm not rich, I need this tutoring job to make ends meet." They all agreed readily. I gave Tony a more intense look, "I'm going to be a bit wobbly. Could one of you walk me to my car?"
Tony caught on, he quickly stepped in, "I'll walk you to your car!"
Tom spoke up, "Hey, she's my tutor. I should walk her to her car."
Tony understood my intent and gently held my arm. "I'll take her to her car."
Tom opened the door for us to exit. We went to the visitor parking lot and my car. I placed my hand on his arm, "Thanks. I'm sure you could tell I wanted to talk to you." He nodded his head, and I continued, "Do you know if Tom has any siblings?"
"Yes, he says he has an older sister and a couple of younger siblings. What's this about?"
"Is his sister named Marsha?"
"Do you know her or something?"
"I do, but..., never mind." I leaned towards him, "I had a great time tonight. All three of you, but especially you. I hope you, well... I hope you don't think I do this all the time. You see..."
"Wait, an older..., oh, what I meant was, that you are a woman who loves sex. Well, in my mind, that's a good thing. A great thing."
"I'm glad you said that. Older women who enjoy sex is not that uncommon, right?"
"Yes, actually. And you're beautiful. Well, in my mind, that's a great combination."
"I'm so glad you think so. Now, how old are you?"
"I'm twenty."
"Ah, good. So we have this sort of sex group. We haven't decided on the next meeting. Do you think you would be interested?"
"Are you serious? Yes, I would!"
"Okay, can you please keep the next tutoring session... you know... with just me and Jonnie?"
"You mean keep the other guy away?"
"Yeah, can you do that?" He grinned at me, "Sure. Here, give me your phone." I handed it to him, and he added his number and name as a new contact. "Will tomorrow night be okay for the next tutoring session?"
"Can you pick me up at the same time?"
"Of course, what time?"
"Seven?" We made our way to my car, and he walked me to the driver's door. "Thanks again. Although, we did end up making a mess over there!" I laugh and said, "It'll clean up, no worries. I had a fantastic time tonight. But please, keep what we did quiet, okay?"
He nodded yes, pulled me in for a kiss. It was intense. I should have been embarrassed, but we were in the visitor parking lot and anyone might have seen us. Instead, I enjoyed that kiss.
I drove home, my thoughts preoccupied with the recent events, feeling the warmth in my loins, desiring a cock inside me. Some of my more conservative friends would disapprove of what my friends and I were doing. I didn't care though. I still don't give a damn.
My next tutoring session with Tom was supposed to take place the following Thursday, but he canceled earlier that week. I was left unsatisfied. Throughout that week, I would feel my loins getting warmer at the most inappropriate moments. I was enjoying this regular sex thing. This wild sex thing.
Thursday arrived, and I decided to call David. I asked him if he could arrange another party. He said he needed at least a week's notice. So he promised to try and set one up for the following Friday. However, this didn't address my urgent needs. I came up with a crazy idea. "David, would it be alright if I called your boss, Monty, for..., for a date?"
"Of course. In fact, he asked me for your number last week. I think it's a great idea," David responded. Then he provided me with Monty's number. "I think you two match well. I can see sparks between you. I'll try to set up another party."
"We'll both be there next Friday, right?" I asked.
"Yes, and I might have another guy for the group."
Chapter five:
Late one afternoon, I phoned Monty. David had given me his cell number, and I nervously dialed it. "Hello," he responded. As we were getting to know each other, he would've known it was me, since my phone number was identified when calling. "Hello there, Lena. Glad to hear from you."
"I hope I'm not causing any trouble by calling," I said. "Did you enjoy yourself the other night?"
"To tell you the truth, I enjoyed it. I never thought in a million years that someone like me would become involved with what we did. It was quite exhilarating," he replied.
"I agree. Honestly, I never thought I'd become involved in something like a group orgy. It was fun. So, could I request that you go out for dinner with me tomorrow night, maybe some movies afterward?"
"There's something you should know. David called me and asked if I'd be too shy to ask you out. So, I'm assuming you're taking the lead here."
"Yeah, he had a point. Listen, would you like to take me out to dinner tomorrow night?"
"I'd be very happy to. Do you have a restaurant in mind?"
"There's this cozy Italian place near my new apartment. It's not too pricey, and the food is excellent."
"Lena, allow me to treat you. It may be old-fashioned, but I'm the man. I want to take you out to dinner. Does that sound okay?"
I lowered my head in amusement. I appreciated any man taking charge in various situations, especially when it came to me. "Monty, I've actually become more traditional than I anticipated lately. I appreciate you taking charge. Let's head to your place straight after dinner?"
He smiled back, "That's exactly what I was considering, but I didn't want to upset you."
His vehicle was in the restaurant's parking lot, located under some trees, casting a shadow. Monty turned on the engine and put away the keys. I put my hand on his forearm. "Not just yet." I undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his manhood from his underwear. Without further hesitation, I began to stroke his length. I leaned in and put on his manhood like a lollipop. "Recline the seat," I instructed. [ewh]I can't wait to go out with Monty. We'll see what kind of fun we can have together. Let's go straight to David's place and set up another party, and maybe find another guy for some debauchery.P.S. I won't be shy about paying for dinner, Monty, since I'm the woman. Remember, I'm the one to take the lead.Just let me know where you'd like to take me, and I'll be there on time. Also, feel free to join festivities next Friday; my loins are burning with desire.P.P.S. Thanks for sharing your number, Monty! This will make planning easier. Can't wait to have more fun with you on Thursday. ((hugs))Have a great day, dear Monty. xx
He pulled the lever, and the seat reclined. I started sucking his dick, enjoying the fat member in my mouth. I wasn't a professional, but I was figuring out what men liked, and making Monty happy was my goal. "Damn, Lena. You know what you're doing. It feels amazing."
I lifted my head, still stroking his cock, "Cum in my mouth, Monty. I want to swallow your cum, alright?"
"Just..., just keep doing what you're doing. I'll give you what you want. Jesus, it feels great." I resumed pleasuring his dick with my mouth. I went down on him, swallowing him and choking a bit. I learned that some guys enjoy choking part of the fun. I also knew that the tightness of my throat added to their pleasure.
"Holy shit. Lena..., I'm about to cum. I'm going to fill your mouth. Oh, baby, here I go. Fuck, I'm cumming, Lena. Cumming." Cum flooded out of his dick, more than I could handle. I had to pull back to let his cock empty into my mouth. I tried to swallow as much as I could, but it overflowed. I quickly used a cloth I had in my bag to catch some of the cum. A bit fell on his pubic area, and after I'd swallowed everything, I cleaned it up.
Then, I said something that surprised me. I think it surprised Monty even more. He pulled the lever, and the seat went back up. My face was very close to his when I said, "I want to be your sex slave, Monty. Can I be your sex slave?"
He followed up with a kiss, the remnants of his cum still on my lips, my tongue. It was a passionate kiss, one I will remember forever. "If you're going to be my sex slave, then move in with me. Be my sex slave, but be my sex slave permanently. I want you. I want you too. I want you to move in with me."
"Isn't there something else... Like what about the... The orgies?"
"Do you mean group sex?" I blushed but nodded in agreement. "I enjoyed those too. I'm conservative though." He turned to look out the window. I understood he had more to say. "Let me be honest with you. I think your marriage failed with David because... Because you wanted to be controlled by a strong man. You want a man who's in charge." He didn't stop talking. I didn't want to interrupt him. "If you're to be mine, then you're mine. Any other guys..., men at this point, will only happen with my permission. Maybe I'll tell you to sleep with other men. Do you get it?"
He turned to look into my eyes. Monty wasn't a modern man, and everything he said sounded appealing to me at this point. After leaving my second husband, I had been struggling financially. The idea of moving in with him, of having a strong and dominant man take care of me, was extremely attractive to me. I leaned close and rested my head on his shoulder. "I..., I don't know if I'm in love with you yet, but I do want to be in love with you. I'll do whatever you say. I crave this." I asked him to take me home and have me. "And then just take me."
He rapidly fired up the engine. We made our way to his place. He pretty much shoved me into his home. We didn't even get to the living room when he began stripping me bare. Underneath my clothing, I hid a stunning outfit. I was rocking a black bra that showcased my bountiful breasts. A belt encircled my waist, linked to super sex hose. He swiftly disrobed and tossed me onto the floor smack dab in the center of his living room. "I'm going to fuck you, whore. I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before." Monty promptly mounted me. He thrust his humongous cock into me, pinning my arms to the carpet floor. "Holy crap, you're the best fuck I've ever had. Badass, I adore your pussy. I adore your pussy a lot." Despite being pinned, he leaned in and kissed me ardently. His cock plunged in and out of me like a piston. Impenetrable and substantial, dominating me like I was a prostitute. Without a doubt, now a prostitute for his exploitation. "My goodness, darling. You're mine now, right? You're mine?"
"Yes, yes, yes, fuck me, Monty. Use me. Fuck me hard, honey. I'm your pussy. Your prostitute. Fucking use me." I meant every word of it. I wanted him to realize that my words were authentic. That I was his prostitute, that I'd do whatever he wanted. Monty holds an unorthodox charm. A strength, a power in the manner he carries himself. I didn't love him by then, but if you'll ask me now, I did end up adoring him. He is my man. I am his woman.
"On your hands and knees, bitch. I'm going to fuck you like the horny hussy you are."
He slid off me, and I found myself on my hands and knees on the not-so-gentle carpet. He stationed his giant cock at my entrance and swiftly plunged his manhood into me. I wasn't anticipating it, but my pussy engulfed the entirety of his cock as he snatched a grip of my somewhat short hair. He yanked my head back and started fucking me fiercely. "Jesus Christ, you're taking me. God, you feel so good. So fucking good. I love being inside you, Lena. From now on, I require you here. I need you as mine, to perform as I wish."
"Whatever you say, sweetie." My utterances were suppressed, but he could clearly comprehend them. "I want be yours. Fucking yes. Monty, I'm yours. Here, do whatever you desire."
Suddenly he pulled his cock out of me. "Lie back, lie flat." I followed his instructions. He then sauntered up to my face on his hands and knees. "I'm going to come on your face. I'm going to make a mess. You're going to take it." The entire time he said this he was stroking his cock. I gazed upwards, a bit puzzled by his actions. But, I knew why he was doing it. He wanted to dominate me. To make me his prostitute. "Fuuuuuck, cumming. Cumming so hard. C-Cumming." It was a lot. Once more, a massive eruption of his semen blasted onto my face, my neck, the last bit on my bra that covered my boobs. The entire scenario, being treated like a prostitute, thrills me.
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