I became a slut settling my father's estate

12/16/2011

When I was fourteen years old my attitude towards men and
sex was drastically altered forever. It was not until I
was in my late thirties that I accepted it.


One Saturday night during summer break from school a girlfriend
called and invited me to spend the night at her house. Lisa
was one of those popular girls that my mother was not especially
fond of so I had to beg and plead to get permission to spend
the night. When she said yes I packed an overnight bag and
rushed out of the house before she could change her mind



Little did I know what was in store and how it would affect
me for the rest of my life. Lisa greeted me and showed me where
her room was but my first concern was how quiet her house
was. “Where are you parents?” I asked after hearing
no one else. “Oh they went out with friends. We are free
until at least midnight or later. They always get drunk
and probably won’t’ even check on us, ” she said
while giggling as if it was an ordinary occurrence.


I knew I should have called to tell my mother but I knew if
I did, she would have forced me to come home. Besides I knew
I was old enough to take care of myself as Lisa and I lounged
around watching TV and talking about boys. “Ok. Have
you ever been felt up?” she asked as we giggled on the sofa.
I told her I had but the truth was all I had done so far was kiss
a few boys.


“Cool I have too and I thought it was so much fun, ” she
replied. “Have you ever let a boy stick his finger inside
of you?” Lisa asked while making me blush. I knew I couldn’t
lie and had to shake my head no. She immediately seemed surprised
by my answer. My heart rate was speeding up the second as
I looked at her and realized she had let some boy do that to
her. “It was just one time, ” Lisa replied after blushing
slightly.


We watched more TV not really talking much but I felt something
strange and exciting hanging over my head. About ten minutes
more passed before Lisa got up and turned off the TV. “You
ever seen people having sex?” she said looking at me half
grinning. I could feel my face turning redder by the second
as I sat there not knowing how to respond. I was a skinny,
lanky fourteen year old girl so of course I had never seen
people having sex.


Lisa had her hips swaying back and forth as she stared me
without saying anything. Then after a few more awkward
seconds passed she took a deep breath and said, “Do you
want to?” Of course I was confused and responding, “What
do you mean?” At that age just being around boys made me
feel funny let alone being able to see a man naked. Lisa grinned
at me before responding, “Well I have. And it’s not
like they taught us in school.”


I was beginning to feel like she was lying and bragging wanting
me to feel stupid and less mature than she was. Girls at that
age can be competitive and Lisa was one of the most competitive
in our school. Finally I looked at her and said, “You have
not seen people having sex before. So stop telling lies.”
Just discussing sex was making my panties get wet and my
nipples swell a little.


“Yes I have. Not in person but I found my father’s movies
and watched them, ” Lisa replied looking more confident
with her claim. My entire mind was spinning as I sat there
wondering if she was telling the truth and if she was then
I was of course curious to see one too. “Really. And he
has movies of people making love for real, ” I asked with
my voice suddenly squeaky.


Lisa giggled oddly for a second and replied, “Like I said.
It’s not like they told us it was like in school.” My
mouth was dry and my heart rate tripled as I looked at her
with watery eyes. “What’s it like?” I asked. Lisa
giggled and said, “I can set it up and you can see for yourself
but you have to promise to never tell anyone, Ok?” It was
only a little pass eight when Lisa left me alone in the living
room. It was all so unexpected and thrilling yet scary at
the same time.


Ten minutes later Lisa reappeared smiling from ear to ear
and asked me to follow her into their basement. The wooden
steps creaked with each step I took before I reached the
bottom and saw a movie projector aimed at a white concrete
wall in their basement. I swear I was dizzy as my mind was
trying to grasp the fact Lisa might be telling the truth
and I would soon be watching a man and a woman having sex.



“I’m going to go upstairs and lock the doors before
we watch the movie, ” she said and rushed up leaving me
staring at the projector with the film already threaded
and ready to start. “You sure about this, ” I asked
when she came back down. “It is kind of gross. But if you
still want to see it, I will show you, ” she replied. I
simply nodded yes while struggling to catch my breath.
I remember staring at the white concrete wall when I heard
the click of the projector.


And from then on my innocence was shattered by what I watched.
The light began to flicker on the wall and then a man appeared
next to a bed wearing a mask over his eyes. I felt myself beginning
to shake as I stared at him wearing a robe sort of like the
one my father wears. The man was old, maybe thirty or more
as I waited silently staring at the image on the wall.


“This is going to shock you, ” Lisa said while giggling
along side of me. Obviously she had watched this before
and knew what was going to happen. I on the other hand held
my breath scared and excited. The man was smoking a cigarette
when all of a suddenly a woman came into the scene. She was
being pulled by another man and appeared to not be going
along with what they were doing and going to do to her. And
the oddest thing was the men wore masks while the woman didn’t.
She had shoulder length brown hair and was quite pretty
for someone in their late twenties. I don’t know why but
I was immediately afraid for her.


“Are they going to her?” I asked Lisa while part
of me wanted to have her stop the movie. And inside I was twisting
and turning because part of also wanted to see what happened
even if it was wrong to want to watch. Lisa replied with a
softer tone, “No they are not going to her. She likes
it after while.”


The man smoking put out his cigarette before turning to
the dark haired woman and pulled her into his arms. I watched
them kissing and hugging even though at first the woman
did not appear to want to be kissed. But clearly the man was
too strong for her as she kissed him while being held tight
against him. And then I gasped when he reached for her robe
and yanked it off leaving her wearing only a white bra and
panties.


She was a grown woman with large breasts and wide hips more
like my mother’s than mine. “Pretty wild huh?” Lisa
said asked, apparently not shocked at what I was watching
for the first time. They kept kissing and his hands were
touching her all over and slowly the woman in the movie stopped
fighting him. If fact after they kissed some more she reached
around back and undid the clasp holding her bra in place.



At fourteen my breasts were at best maybe a third of the size
of hers as the man grabbed them firmly in his hands. I remember
watching and thinking how rough he was with her and she seemed
to stop fighting him just letting him touch her like that.
“This next part is really cool, ” Lisa said as I stared
at the flickering light on the wall.


The woman laid there helpless like on the bed as the man pulled
her panties off and I felt like I was right there watching
her exposed completely. Her vagina was covered with thick
black hair as she appeared to be shaking. “Ok, don’t
look away, ” Lisa said as I watched the man untie his robe.



And then I gasped or maybe even screamed slightly as I looked
at his robe fall and saw a male organ for the first time. Pretty
soon, Lisa and I were both screaming as we saw his huge cock
on the basement wall. I didn’t know what to say as I stared
at this monster, scary looking penis wondering to myself
if all men are that large. I hoped at that young age they weren’t
since I knew one of those would never fit inside of me. “Really
big isn’t it. They never showed us that in health class, ”
Lisa said but I couldn’t take my eyes off of the man’s
organ.


The woman laid on the bed almost as if she knew she had no choice
as the man pulled her legs apart revealing her womanhood
clearly. “I wonder if all men are that size.” Lisa said
giggling as we watched the man climb between the woman’s
legs. “I sure hope not, ” I replied as Lisa and I watched
as the man forced his huge organ inside of the woman as she
wiggled and tried to slow him down. I noticed her legs stiffen
and her arms flopping around as he forced his thick shaft
into our womb. And at fourteen it didn’t look like anything
I would ever want to be part of.


And basically after that what I watched was disgusting
as well as disturbing. I didn’t look away but I can’t
say I enjoyed watching what he did to her, because it was
not as I had imagined. There was no tenderness, no love or
anything close to it. It was animal like sex the way he fucked
her in front of me.


Thankfully there was no sound because I would have sworn
the woman would have been crying some of the time. At times
I thought he was hurting her and at other times she seemed
to be working with him. The man’s hairy sack was large
and pushed tight to her with each of his thrusts. But oddly
enough I also saw her holding him tightly and if she was embracing
him while he fucked her. And when he was finished he climbed
off her as I watched her lying on the bed shaking from the
ordeal she had just been forced to be part of.


I was nervous, upset and confused by the time the movie was
over while Lisa quickly put everything back in the hiding
place her father used. And yes I was too young to understand
or accept what I had seen. But as Lisa and I walked back upstairs
I felt my panties wet to the point they were uncomfortable.
“You promise to never tell anyone, right?” she asked
one more time. I assured her I would never tell anyone about
that ever again. But years later I would break that promise
but I am sure Lisa would not have minded by then.


“It’s not like the taught us in school, is it?” she
said as we reached the top of the steps. “It sure wasn’t
like anything I expected, ” I replied. At that moment
in my young life I vowed to never let a man do that to me. It
would take me years to grasp it more clearly and get my female
appetite.


It swirled in my head although I didn’t speak of it again.
When it was time to get some sleep I found it hard to go to sleep.
Lisa and I shared a bed and the whole time I wondered if my
mother had to do that with my father? I mean did all wives
have to subject themselves to that sort of thing just because
they fell in love and got married. Sometime after midnight
Lisa’s parents came home as I laid next to while she slept
listening to them laughing in the hallway.


My heart pounded in my chest as I wondered if her dad was going
to do that same thing to her mother. I waited in the dark listening
as the stumbled down the hall past Lisa’s room. Within
ten minutes or what felt like an hour, I began to hear her
mother moaning quite loudly and got scared enough to pull
the covers tight to my head.


But with a new day came another chance to learn more as I left
Lisa’s house thanking her and her parents for being invited
over. Lisa walked to the front door and winked at me while
smiling. I winked back turned and headed for home with lots
to sort out. And it took me years to sort things out but like
all I went through the transition to womanhood
and yes along the way lost my virginity.


Of course I grew to understand how and why the woman in the
movie responded the way she did. Her inner desires seized
her at some point and being taken by a man satisfied her desires.
I tend to look back on parts of that movie and think it was
staged to look like something forced upon her. That became
more cemented in my brain as I developed into a sexual creature
with very strong needs of my own.


But my story really begins years later. In fact almost a
half a life later. I had gotten married and divorced before
I arrived back in my home town at thirty nine years of age.
My mother had passed a few years earlier so when my father
died, I had to head home to sell our family home and settle
his estate. I had one who spent half of his time with my
ex-husband so I took a few weeks off of work to get matters
settled.


Arriving back in the small quaint town I grew up felt both
good and bad. I drove directly to the house and unpacked.
Good memories and a few bad ones although I tried to focus
on only the good. I had a meeting with the attorney for the
next morning so I bought a bottle of liquor and settled in
for the night relaxing and sorting through things of my
father’s since I hadn’t touch a thing when I came home
for his funeral.


And when I did drive home from the liquor store I passed Lisa’s
old house, the movie came back into my memory as if it just
happened the night before. I smiled as I drove by the home
although I was pretty sure some other family lived there
now. If they only knew what I had seen on the basement wall
many years before they would most definitely have been shocked.


And the oddest thing began to happen to me after just a few
cocktails. I suddenly began to feel aroused and restless
for no reasons at all. I had not had sex for almost a year since
my divorce and to tell you the truth I had not missed it. Sex
with my husband had been good but never great. Ever since
I began to have sex, it never seemed to live up to my expectations.



I began to recall how horny I was when I was younger and didn’t
know what it would be like. But once I became a grown woman
it lacked something for me. I remembered the movie and how
it made me feel so many years ago. It was raw, dirty, disgusting
yet remained thrilling to me just like it had when I watched
the movie.


Of course I now had the breasts and hips to compare to the
woman in the movie and had long ago discovered the size a
grown man was and how easily I could accommodate him inside
of me. At fourteen the man in the movie looked huge but looking
back now as a grown woman I would have guessed he may have
been seven inches. A descent size but not the monster organ
I thought it was when I was fourteen.


By my third cocktail my panties were moist as I sat and reflected
about my life more than I ever had before. I decided I was
one of those girls who was drawn to the bad boy but was always
afraid to get near them. So instead I focused on the nice
boys who treated me like a princess instead of a slut. Not
that I wanted a reputation for being a slut but maybe I had
pretended too hard to present myself as proper. Maybe I
had wasted thirty nine years of my life living a lie.


I went to bed confused and horny. Even though my parents
were gone I still felt guilty if I touched myself so I just
laid on the same bed I grew up sleeping in and stared at the
ceiling for the longest time. I felt my panties moist and
my nipples swollen as I listened for the familiar neighborhood
sounds all over again.


Immediately I knew one hard fact for sure. I needed to get
laid and decided to not leave town until I did. I had two weeks
to find a suitable single partner and have a fling even if
I would never see him again. Rationalizing my decision
was easy and I told myself no one in town knew me nor would
they remember when I was gone. It was about as safe as safe
could be with no harm or risk.


The meeting with the attorney went well and I took papers
home to read over. I also listed the home with a Realtor who
thought it would sell very quickly if we set a reasonable
price. We agreed on a price, the sign went up two days later
and progress was being made on all fronts except my goal
of getting laid. That was proving to be a bigger challenge
than I originally thought. This was a very small town and
not exactly crowded with businessmen who would fit my requirements.
And the few that did live there were all married.


With each passing day and no male attention my frustration
and urges grew stronger and stronger. I finally gave in
and began to masturbate in my old bedroom but even that was
not doing the trick. It was one warm night almost a full week
after I arrived that the bottle was empty and I decided to
head to the liquor store to buy another.


And as I drove down the street once again passing Lisa’s
old home it stirred something in me so I parked in front of
a local bar two blocks away. I can’t recall if I had ever
been in this particular bar but it looked like all the rest
with the long straight bar against one wall and two pool
tables in the middle. Just another shot and beer bar with
a few old men at the bar who all stared at me as I walked in.
No doubt I fit in like apple pie at a cake baking contest.



I had not dressed up and thank goodness I hadn’t because
I would have stuck out even more. Basically I had a pair of
jeans on, summer top and sandals. As the bartender walked
towards me he was staring at my boobs the entire time. That
pissed me off a little so I waved my hand at him, “My eyes
are up here, ” I said with an attitude. And yes I have an
ample chest which always got looks but really don’t walk
up to me without even attempting to make eye contact.


I didn’t really know what I wanted so I ordered a beer figuring
it wouldn’t get my looped as quickly considering the
fact I still had to drive five blocks back home. The bartender
brought me the beer and looked at my eyes without me having
to remind him to. “Sorry about that comment earlier.
I am in an odd mood, ” I said hoping he would forgive me
for being rude even though he had also been rude.


“Did you just move to town?” he asked. I explained I
grew up in the town and was back only to sell my parents home.
He asked me my maiden name and when I told him another man
down the bar stood up and approached me immediately. “Are
you Susan ______?” he asked. Sorry but leaving the last
name off seems like a smart idea if I am going to be honest
and tell this story without causing myself harm.


The man was a little unkept and had long hair as I stared at
him trying to figure out if I knew him. “Yes that was my
name, ” I replied as he got a big grin on his face. He introduced
himself as Jack and explained he was two years older than
me but still remembered me from school. “But you definitely
have filled out since the last time I saw you, ” he said
while drinking from his beer bottle and boldly staring
at my body.


So for a second time in five minutes I waved at Jack and said,
“My eyes are up here.” Jack was crude indeed because
his response shocked me. “I know where your eyes are.
But that is one hell of a rack you have honey.” Blushing
I thanked him figuring that was how Jack talked and considering
how he looked, I should not have been surprised or insulted.



“Well thank you, ” I remember saying as I turned away
facing the back bar while taking a drink from the beer. “Why
don’t you come down to the other end of the bar and meet
my buddy. We’re just out having a few cold ones after work, ”
Jack said. “No thanks. I have to leave after this one, ”
I replied but it took Jack but a few more minutes of pushing
the issue before I found myself following him down the bar
to meet his buddy, Ron.


Ron looked about the same as Jack as the three of us chatted
about our years growing up in town and all sorts of other
memories. And when my beer was done, another was waiting
for me on the bar. “Sorry but I really should be going, ”
I said. “Fuck just stay and party. You don’t have anywhere
else to be, do you?” Ron said to me half smiling. The second beer hit the spot as I relaxed even though I remained
on guard around these two. And between their jokes and crude
compliments about my body I laughed more than I had in a very
long time.


Jack and Ron thought it was perfectly fine to tell me they
proclaimed themselves to be tit men and constantly admired
my chest even though I didn’t flirt or sit up too straight
making myself look even bigger. Yet they kept asking me
to flash them in the bar and I kept refusing. “Just a quick
peek, ” Ron said over and over. And at one point I almost
gave in and thought seriously about lifting my top for just
a second but chickened out.


Their comments were both gross and funny as I laughed and
tolerated their humor. But enough was enough so at one point,
I got off the bar stool and thanked them for a fun night. Of
course neither wanted me to leave but I gave them each a hug
and headed out the door in search of my car.


The fresh air felt wonderful as I drove back to my parent’s
home and poured myself a night cap as if I needed anything
more to drink. Feeling good about the progress I was making
on the estate I figured I had but a few more days I would have
settled things and could leave. And I promised myself to
change when I got home and take more chances with my life.
It was time to try and figure out the kind of woman I truly
was.


Feeling very good and upbeat I sat in my father’s chair
when all of a suddenly I heard a on the front door. It was
only ten but still who in the world was at the door. Walking
to it, I opened it and was surprised to see Jack and Ron holding
a case of beer. “What in the world are you two doing?”
I asked. “We thought you might like to party some more
but didn’t want to drink and drive, ” Jack said as they
walked past me into the living room. I had indeed complained
about driving and drinking as my excuse for leaving in the
first place but really, arrive unannounced at my front
door with a case of beer.


I need to also be honest here and admit my mood and what I was
feeling began to change once I was alone with them. That
antenna that women have when they sense possible danger
was spinning like a top in a wind storm. Jack and Ron were
pretty big guys and I was no match for them although I had
no reason to not trust them.


“We remembered where you use to live. Figured you might
want a beer or two more, ” Jack said as he handed me a beer.
I thanked him while feeling his eyes roaming freely over
my body standing directly in front of him. “You two have
to promise to behave, ” I said half giggling and half
serious. Ron walked up behind me as I sensed him getting
closer and I became concerned.


“Come on guys. Don’t get carried away, ” I think
I said hoping to keep the mood friendly and avoid a scene.
“Just give us one quick peek of your tits, ” one of them
said as I felt surrounded. As I discovered fear is also exciting
even if it is also scary. I don’t know why but I looked at
them and said, “I’ll give you one peek but then you have
to leave, OK?” Jack and Ron both agreed with their eyes
glued to my chest as I handed them my beer. And as I lifted
my top and exposed my lacy bra in front of them, my pussy responded
by feeling very wet and mushy. The night air rushed over
my exposed flesh as Jack and Ron stared at my large breasts
hanging in my lacy bra.


“Fuck, look at those puppies, ” I heard one of them
say while I kept my eyes closed standing there holding my
top up. And as I was about to let my top fall someone’s hand
touched my breasts and held them firmly in their grip. Opening
my eyes I saw Jack grabbing hold of my breasts with a gleam
in his eyes. Shaking and scared I froze for a second not sure
if I should scream or try and fight him off.


His strong hands were massaging my breasts making it harder
for me to control him or myself. “Come one Jack. Don’t
do this, please, ” I said softly to him hoping to make
him feel guilty and stop. Trembling, our eyes locked on
to one another’s as this odd moment continued. His hands
kept massaging my chest making it harder for me to breath.
Ron stood to his side watching me respond to being touched
even if I had not asked to be touched.


“She’s a horny bitch, ” I heard Ron say as Jack’s
hands held my breasts. And then Jack let go as I let my top
fall back down. I was sucking for air standing there facing
the two of them frozen and shaking both at the same time.
I stared at Jack as I felt him reach out and begin to lift my
top over my head to remove it completely. “This is as far
as I will go, ” I said to the two of them as my top came off.
Things were happening quickly and all I could do was trying
and keep them calm while slowing the situation down. “Fair
enough. At least we can party looking at your big ripe tits
and pretty bra, “one of them said as the situation seemed
to calm down.


We went in the kitchen, sat around the table and drank with
me wearing only my bra on top. My breasts felt heavy and hung
in the thin lacy bra I had on as they noticed and commented
often. And yes it was odd to be exposing my bra in front of
two men but I felt safe even that makes no sense.


Ron found an old radio my father had and put on an oldies station
making me remember just what I felt like when I was a young
woman. And Jack and Ron kept their word and didn’t make
any more moves on me as an hour passed and we all have a lot
of laughs about growing up.


They told me about some of the girls each of them fucked wondering
if I knew any of them. I didn’t know a single name until
Ron said Lisa. I must have appeared shocked as soon as I heard
her name because Ron laughed and went on telling me all about
this movie she showed him in her basement. My face was turning
redder by the second when he asked me if I knew her. I explained
I not only knew her but she showed me that same movie when
I was fourteen.


That seemed to change the tone once again as Jack’s hand
soon was rubbing my upper thigh while sitting next to me.
At first I thought about pushing it away but I didn’t for
reasons I will never understand. Of course I was horny but
I kept telling myself this was not going to get out of hand.
And then his hand moved up and lodged itself right between
my legs directly over my hot pussy. My breathing was becoming
a struggle as the three of us remained at the table while
I felt things were falling apart quickly.


Ron had gotten up to get us more beer and noticed where Jack’s
hand was immediately. I had no time to respond as I felt his
fingers unhook my bra seconds later. I reached up to hold
it as my cover but Ron reached over and yanked it out of my
hands pulling it down my arms. “Come on guys. We had a good
time so let’s not wreck it now, ” I remember saying
as my hormones were surging just like theirs were.


“We’re not wrecking it, we’re making it better, ”
One of them said as I felt myself lifted off the chair and
into Jack’s arms. His lips pressed to mine as the heat
was overwhelming for me. My breasts crushed against his
shirt and he held me tight to him while I felt his manhood
hardened next to me. I waited for a chance and when one arrived,
I pulled back quickly freeing myself. Gasping for air I
stood there shaking for just a second when I felt an arm grab
hold of mine and pull me towards my parent’s bedroom off
of the kitchen.


And to be fair to them I was resisting but not with everything
I had in me either. But I couldn’t get fucked on my parent’s
bed and stopped at one point and pleaded with them, “No
not in this room. Upstairs in my bedroom, ” I said as they
twirled me around and dragged me up the steps.


I had not gotten five feet into my room when Jack was already
unzipping my jeans. Ron was kneeling in front of me pulling
my jeans over my hips when he got a whiff of my swollen pussy.
“Fuck. She is hot, ” he said to Jack as I stepped from
my jeans. I stared at Jack as he slid his shorts down and exposed
his swollen large organ to me for the first time. Immediately
I became more scared than before and tried to stop Ron from
pulling my panties off.


Jack’s fat stiff cock hung in front of me as I pushed at
Ron’s head hoping to free myself and have time to think
for a second. “Honey no sense fighting this. You want
it just as bad as we do, ” Jack said before grabbing me
and pushing me onto my bed. My back at barely hit the covers
when I felt my panties yanked down my legs exposing my womanhood
in front of both of them.


Things became a bit of a blur as I recall watching Ron stripping
next to the bed while my legs were pulled apart and Jack began
to drive me insane with his tongue. I also recall whimpering
and moaning as my climax grew stronger than ever before.
“Oh fuck. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop, ” I said
to him as I tensed up gripping the covers with both of my hands.
Some strong urges that had built within me for years were
bubbling to the surface with a very unlikely partner.


My entire body tensed and grew rigid as the most powerful
orgasm of my entire life surged throughout every inch of
my body. I remember my head whipping from side to side as
the pressure continued to grow unbearable. “Holy fuck.
Don’t stop, ” I said once sensing something seismic
was about to happen to me. I had never been so consumed by
anything in my entire life as I cried and whimpered trying
my best to push Jack away but his tongue kept punishing me
as my orgasm continued. I had always enjoyed orgasms in
the past but that one was something very different and very
powerful.


My pussy was gushing and dripping as Jack’s fingers continued
to play with it while I wiggled and twisted on the bed. I was
in some sort of zone I had never been in before. My body and
my mind needed a cock and I could hardly wait to feel one inside
of me. Sex had never felt so frantic or so wonderful.


I opened my eyes and saw Jack climbing on top of me with fire
in his eyes. I braced myself knowing his hard shaft would
soon be entering me. I felt the baseball head of this shaft
push against my pussy and slip inside into my warmth. I reached
up and pressed my lips to his as he entered me until his balls
flattened out against my ass. My inner muscles griped his
thick shaft with the head buried deep within my womb. I laid
there under him trying to absorb all these new sensations
but I was too excited at the same time and wanted him to fuck
me. When he didn’t start I did by bucking my hips upward
in need of his attention.


It was the most unexpected yet perfect union of my life as
he began to slowly thrust in and out of my tight hole making
me whimper like a constantly. I simply surrendered
quickly to my needs and theirs as Ron’s shaft was soon
being pushed into my mouth while Jack continued to fuck
me. I had never done anything so bizarre in my entire life
but there was on my bed being fucked by one man while I sucked
on another’s cock.


Jack was a hard lover and demanded things from me I had never
shown a man before including my own husband. He would thrust
deep inside of me, hold his throbbing shaft inside and ask
me repeatedly how it felt. I would let go of Ron’s dick
for a second and tell him he felt unbelievable. And then
he would pull back and slam back inside of me causing the
air to leave my lungs.


The two of them were pushing me while transforming me into
a woman I never knew I had inside of me. Jack’s cock did
its damage for at least ten minutes and near the end Ron stepped
back letting Jack have me all to himself. “I knew you wanted
to be fucked tonight, ” Jack said a few times near his
end. “Didn’t you”? He asked forcing me nod yes while
enduring his assault.


And then his body grew frantic and his motions rapid and
jerky as he slammed over and over until I felt his stiffen
inside of me and explode. I felt his spasms running down
the length of his throbbing cock deep within me. I knew he
was filling me with hot sticky globs of cum. Jack’s face
became distorted as he emptied his load inside of my womb
for the next few seconds. And as soon as his cock slipped
out of me I felt Ron enter me and begin the process all over
again.


Ron was stocky and weighed more as he crushed me under him
making it a struggle to breathe during our union. But his
fat short cock stretched even more than Jack’s had as
I laid under him enjoying the differences between them.
Each man had a style and a different way to treating me during
our unions. Ron was less tender, seldom kissed but fucked
me much harder and more quickly than Jack.


When Ron’s short fat cock began to explode I had to brace
myself while he deposited his cum inside of me. I felt a high
and a low when I managed to get into the shower and try and
clean myself after the two of them had made a mess of my womanhood.
And when I had done as good of a job as I could considering
two me had filled me I slipped on a pair of fresh panties and
my robe before heading downstairs hoping they were gone.



There on the table was a note telling me how great I was and
that they would see me the next night back at the same bar.
I was numb as I sat drinking it alone at the kitchen table
I had grown up eating at with my parents. I had grown up a good
girl, became a grown woman, married, had a and then
came home to discover something new about myself.


If you’re wondering what I did, I vowed to myself to leave
the next morning and not embarrass myself any more. I ever
packed my car before unpacking, returning to that same
bar where Jack and Ron were waiting. It was three days of
senseless, mind altering sex with two strangers I didn’t
know and would never see again. At fourteen I saw what a slut
does and at thirty nine I became one.