shirt. He ran his hands up to my shoulders and then leaned forward. It was really an amazing situation, one that felt unexpected even though I kind of knew we were headed that direction the whole time. Connor behind me was more aggressive than Ryan. Ryan appeared content to just let me drive the pace but Connor moved his hands up and down my sides and then lower, reaching around to undo the button on my mini skirt and then pulling it so it dropped to my ankles. I stepped out of it as I finally

got Ryan's belt off and then I felt a really amazing and remarkable thrill as Connor's hands moved between my legs.

hell. “I’m not a man,” I said breathlessly and hoped like hell she’d still suggest oral sex. “My boyfriend is coming over. What if… what if you hid in my closet and watched me have sex with him?” I didn’t expect that. I also didn’t expect to feel an immediate and really intense burst of absolute arousal. Dear God! It was beyond intense. It was the sexiest damned thing I’d ever heard in my life and the only thing I could come up with to say was one word delivered in a

hoarse voice. “Deal.” So there I was in the closet and Thomas, Marlene’s boyfriend was already naked. Marlene had her panties on and sat on the bed and I crouched in the closet looking at them through the slats in the closet door.

more customers) how many friends he was talking about. He told me there were four others and I said that would be great. Great. Just fucking great. And those four along with Arnie, the original client, had their dicks pointed right at me. I’d stepped into the hotel room with a smile and he’d (as instructed) pointed out the bathroom so I could freshen up.  Right on the counter (also as instructed) was an envelope marked GIFT and I opened it up to put his $350 in my purse. Except

there was $2,000 in the envelope. That didn’t make any sense to me. So, I’d be giving him an all-nighter. That was fine. I had nothing planned until class the next afternoon. I put the money in my purse and then stripped to my lingerie. In this case, my lingerie was only a corset and black stockings. It felt a little weird that a stranger was going to see my pussy before we’d said three words to each other but that was the business. I took a deep breath and stepped out. In three seconds I

understood why there was more than five times the agreed upon amount in the envelope. There were five guys there. Five!

there, though, and I realized Carl had led them outside. What were they doing outside? It was winter, and snow had covered the porch weeks ago! Being a good hostess, however, I went to the sliding back doors and stepped out barefoot into the icy tundra that was our yard. The men were all good-looking but very different from each other. One was shorter and stockier with obvious muscles. Another was tall, lean, and had the intelligent air of a professor or a doctor. The third was brilliantly

blonde and tan, despite it being December, and I half expected him to call me “dude” or some other surfer lingo. And the last reminded me of a biker with his goatee and several visible tattoos. I wondered where Carl pulled this group together from. “Hello,” I greeted them. Before any proper niceties could be exchanged, however, Carl nodded at them and said, “Go ahead.” The next thing I knew, I had been thrown over the biker guy’s shoulder and was being carried to the

middle of the backyard. I heard scraping and looked to see Carl moving one of the deck chairs to a spot with better visibility before taking a seat in it. I knew his ass would be freezing in just a few moments, because the chair was crispy with ice.

embarrassment and a later conversation about how that felt and if she thought I should try it, too. What made things crazy about this particular time she caught me was that I was right in the midst of an orgasm and I cried out “Oh God! Sissy! Yes!” as I came. I was on my little twin bed and she was supposed to be on a date with her current interest Steve. So, when I heard her gasp I turned my head and saw her standing there with her eyes wide open as she stared at me. I didn’t know what

the hell to do. My whole body had to have turned bright red with embarrassment and I still had fingers in my pussy, which had to be the craziest part of all. Nope. There were crazier things after all. Steve walked in and saw me, too. Sissy immediately flew into action and ushered him out of the room. I lay there on the bed desperately wishing I could crawl into a hole under a rock somewhere and disappear from the world for long enough for every one who’d ever seen me, talked to me, or in

any way become aware of my existence forgot. That’s how I felt and I likely would have felt that way forever if I hadn’t been shocked out of my funk with a chime from my phone announcing a text. I grabbed my phone. The text was from Sissy. i fantasize about u 2 It was the most unexpected and most welcome text I’d ever received in my life.

stood there and endured. Oddly, I felt a great deal of relief when instead of spanking me again, Keen grabbed my panties and yanked them down to my ankles. That relief was short lived. He stood behind me and I could feel that he’d gotten his pants down. His cock poked against the small of my back. He spit on his hand and I heard the slick sound of him stroking his dick and then he positioned it and my world ended. My world ended because he didn’t position his dick against my pussy but

instead against the tiny, untouched opening of my asshole.