0 comments/ 40581 views/ 4 favorites Donna's Awakening By: Randy4Sure I am a young female Doctor doing my internship at a major east coast hospital. I tell you this because you need to know that I am not a stupid woman, even though the story I am about to share with you might suggest otherwise. This happened when I was twenty-one years old just before the start of my senior year as an undergraduate. I was always a nerdy type and a late bloomer. You know the type, four point gpa, thick glasses and bad skin. I had a boyfriend named Bradley and he took my virginity during my senior year. We did it in a classic nerdy fashion. We read a lot of books, watched a couple of XXX porno movies and then stripped down and began our experimentation. The most significant thing that happened was that I lost my hymen after a great deal of effort on Bradley's part. About twenty seconds later he had his first orgasm inside a woman. It didn't do much for either one of us and we never tried it again. I had a couple of boyfriends during my first three years in college and had sex with them both. The experiences were not much more fulfilling than my first experience and I began to wonder what all of the fuss was about. In my normal systemic manner I began to compare what I had experience with my three unsatisfying lovers and what I read in trashy novels and had seen in a few porno flicks. The first thing was that the male members I had come in contact with were rather puny and lacking in stamina compared to their fictional cousins. And the men, well, they could not be considered hunks or athletic in anyway. They were smart, smart young men. But in the bed they seemed to remain cerebral, where what I wanted was a stud. During this time something miraculous had happened to me. My flat shape had become very rounded on both top and bottom. I had always been a tall girl with long legs but now my bosom had swelled to a full tight 36C and my hips were a very round 38. A college roommate took me under her wing and with a cosmetic and hair makeover. My shoulder length brown hair got a few blondish highlights and I became a lot more attentive to my mascara, blush and lipstick. I began to turn quite a few heads and hear a whistle from time to time. I was on a tight academic premed program where references and networking played a key part of consideration and admission into the best med school. Even though the whistles and even an occasional groping got a wonderful tingling going in my belly I could not allow myself to take the hedonistic plunge I longed to make. There were entirely too many potential repercussions possible. I spent the summer working on an internship program while living with my parents and hanging out at the pool. The attention I got from the men including open lustful looks and very frequent propositions were unbelievable. I knew that I had to let myself go and see if the uninhibited sensual sexuality that I believed existed was achievable or purely fiction. I had a month between the end of my internship and the beginning of classes and I decided that I was going to see what kind of trouble I might get in. It was becoming a greater and greater obsession for me and I did not want to face my last year of school and the beginning of med school as a closet nympho. The first of August I packed up my car, told my parents that I was headed out on a trip to the northwest with one of my girl friends from college and began driving to the unknown by myself. I guess it is the influence of TV and the movies but I thought Montana was the perfect place to find a man's man so I headed that way with my female antennas on high alert for possibilities. Two days later I arrived in Deer Lodge, Montana and checked into the Holiday Inn. I had noticed a cowboy bar down the street called the GiddeUp with quite a few pickup trucks in the lot and figured that that would be as good a place as anywhere to take a peek and see what providence might offer. I changed into a maroon sweeter with a nice deep scooping neckline that showed a bit of my creamy white breasts that I left unfettered and braless. My skirt was black and tight through the hips with a cut a few inches above my knees. I wore a black thong instead of panties just in case. I put my hair back into a ponytail and put a drop of my favorite perfume behind my ears and in the cleft between my breasts. I didn't want to look like a whore so I wore a simple pair of black pumps on my feet. When I walked into the GiddeUp I immediately realized that I had probably made a mistake. I was the only woman in the place and the dozen or so men inside stopped what they were doing and starred at me. The bar was one medium sized room with two pool tables, a few four chaired square tables with checkerboard table cloths and a long bar with a couple of TVs tuned to ESPN over the well worn bar. I went to the bar and took a stool and ordered a vodka and tonic. The bartender made the drink in a water tumbler and placed it on a napkin in front of me. When I asked the cost he just gave me a lustful grin and told me it was on the house. A sip told me the drink was ninety percent vodka with barely splash of tonic. I had barely taken a drink when what I could only call a cowboy came over and sat down next to me. I turned towards him, my back to the door and smiled. He asked me a few questions, told me a little about him and then told me that I was a pretty filly, how charming. I heard the door slam shut behind me and saw a funny look come over the cowboy's face. He excused himself and went back over to the table where before he joined me he had been sitting with a few other cowboy types. I swiveled around in my chair to find a man standing next to me bedecked in leather biker garb. He was huge and behind him were two buddies similarly dressed, maybe not as big, but just as imposing. He had to be at least six foot four with the widest shoulders that I had ever seen. He had piercing blue eyes and a full brown beard and moustache. His hair was clean and reached down to his shoulders. He smelled of leather and the road. The man took the stool next to me with his legs on either side on my stool. He did not say anything to me but placed his hand on my right knee and then bent forward and kissed me on the lips. I felt his tongue push into my lips and I opened my mouth to give him entrance and he sucked on my tongue. He had a clean taste and an enticing smell. I had never been so excited. He had simply walked in and claimed me as his bitch without a single word. I felt my pussy begin to get wet as his hand pushed under my skirt and up my thigh. Breaking the kiss he told me his name was Tom. He rose from the stool took my hand and led me out of the bar to where three Harleys were parked. He lifted me onto the back of one of the bikes and then climbed on in front of me and fired up the engine. I didn't know where we were going or what I was getting myself into. I had never expected things to happen so very quickly or decisively but there I was on the back on a motorcycle, my head buried into the leather clad back of an enormous man with two more choppers trailing us up a steep unpaved trail that ran through thick tall trees. The vibration of the bike and bouncing on the dirt track was rubbing my swollen clit and I knew that my juices had certainly seeped through my skirt. I held on tightly around his waist to keep from falling off. My hand came in contact with a large hard roll that went up to the top of his thigh under his jeans. My arms would not reach around his waist and I had hooked my left hand into his belt. It finally dawned on me what it was that I was touching and held on to it . Tom shifted his weight and the log in my hand grew larger. I could feel it throb with his heartbeat as blood filled his erection. The way I was sitting on the bike had caused my skirt to ride up my thighs and half way up my butt. My legs were bare and my fanny was sticking out for the riders behind to enjoy. My hormones, anticipation and curiosity had gotten me to this point but suddenly I realized that I was in way over my head and I was terrified. I felt the throbbing of his cock through the denim of his jeans and the enormity of what I had done and what could potentially happen to me hit me all at once. There was no doubt that Tom was going to fuck me and probably his two pals too. But would they hurt me, maybe even kill me? And what about stds. I was on the pill so they couldn't impregnate me but they could definitely mess me up real bad. As the bikes took a hard right and climbed up a steep bank I pushed my head tight against his back and began to cry. I had definitely crossed the line. There was no turning back and I had no options. I found myself praying that they would not hurt me. The bikers skidded to a stop in front of a rustic cabin. Tom got off the Harley picked me up in his arms and carried me up the steps, across the porch and into the cabin. He put me down in the middle of the room and I stood and watched as the other two guys took a coffee table and kicked it away across the room. I stood in front of a cold large rock enfaced fireplace. There was a couch, a table with four chairs and a kitchen area. There was a doorway leading to another room and an open stairway going up to a loft. The floor was covered with a thick but well-worn shag style carpeting. One of the guys put a paper sack on the table and pulled out a couple of half gallon bottles of Wild Turkey and Black Jack. Getting four water tumblers he filled them half full of the caramel colored bourbon. I was handed a glass. The three bikers stood around me and looked at me like wolves about to devour a lame wounded deer. I took a deep long drink and felt the burning sensation of the whiskey going down my throat. I also felt a burning sensation between my thighs and knew that my nipples were hard and evident though the cashmere sweeter. I took another long drink almost emptying the glass. Tom took it out of my hand and handed it to one of the other men before taking me in his arms and kissing me deeply. I wrapped my arms around his neck and opened my mouth to him as felt me up and began to rub my ass with his huge hands. Even though I tried to ignore the vulgar comments of the men that were watching I found myself getting more excited by their observations of how hot, horny and ready I was for what I was about to get. Tom pulled my sweater up and off of my head and then took my breasts in his hands and roughly manhandled them. He squeezed the soft cushions and pinched and twisted my nipples sending intense sensual sparks flying through my body. I felt someone come up behind me and pull my skirt and thong down my hips and legs. He knelt behind me and I felt his tongue nuzzle up into the crack of my butt and begin to lick at my asshole while he rubbed the soft full muscles of my ass. I never anticipated that having my bum licked would excite me but as Tom began to chew on one of my nipples I found myself having an orgasm when the tip of the other bikers tongue probed into my ass. The men pushed me down on the carpeting onto my hands and knees. Tom went behind me and spread my knees far apart. He began to first kiss my ass and then took his large tongue and started to lick my pussy from behind. My juices covered my cunt and the insides of my thighs and he licked me like a dog trying to get every morsel of cream from a bowl. I heard myself moaning and knew that I had had a number of orgasms as his tongue slipped between my folds and lapped deep into my vagina. I watched as the other two men discarded their clothing. Both men were in their thirties and had cocks much bigger than I had ever seen before in person. They were at least eight inches long and as thick as a half dollar. The men were lean and strong but not like weightlifters. Their strength came from the hard lives they led. They also appeared to be clean which was a relief to me. As Tom pulled away from me one of the guys went behind me and took his place licking my swollen and seeping pussy. I was disappointed because I wanted Tom to fuck me badly. After refilling his glass of bourbon he went over and sat down on the couch and watched as the third biker reached down and pulled my head and lips up to his cock. I had only seen it done in porno movies and had never sucked on a cock before. This man was so much larger than the three boys who I had fucked and I didn't think he would fit his cock in my mouth. I let my pink tongue lick at the purple plum head of his penis hoping that would satisfy him. That did not please him at all and he grabbed me by my ponytail. When I opened my mouth to complain he slid his cock into my mouth and down my throat and began to fuck my face. I thought that I would choke but found after a few seconds that if I relaxed he could slide down my throat and I could take my breaths as he drew back. Meantime the biker behind me pushed the head of his cock into the opening of my vagina, probed a few times and then slid all of the way inside me until I could feel his rough pubic hairs rub against my ass. I had never felt anything so large in me before and was thankful that my juices had made my cunt so slippery and slick. The man, and he was a man, grabbed my butt in his hands and began to fuck and hump deep into me. It took only a few seconds for me to cum. I felt the muscles of my cunt grab onto his erection and begin to massage and to milk him. This went on for almost a half an hour before the cock in my mouth began to twitch and jerk. I felt the biker's penis begin to swell just before beginning to spurt hot salty cum and sperm into my mouth. The biker held me by the back of my head so that I wouldn't pull away as he emptied himself. I couldn't breath and his spunk started to leak out of my mouth and down my chin. At last he pulled away and took a seat on the couch next to Tom while the man imbedded in my cunt continued to aggressively fuck me. Tom stood up and I watched him take off his clothes while I was being viciously screwed from behind. His chest was wide and hairy and he had a slight beer gut. He kicked off his boots and dropped his pants and boxer shorts. I couldn't believe my eyes. His cock was at least a foot long and as thick as my wrist. I heard my self moan and begin to whimper in fear and lust. I think that my reaction put the biker over the edge because his breathing got ragged, his pace changed and he began to ram even harder into me. A hot feeling began to spread inside me and the man began to grunt and curse as he shot his load into my belly. As he pulled out of me I collapsed on the rug on my tummy. I only laid there a few short seconds before Tom rolled me over on my back. I was very exhausted and pretty drunk. My thighs fell apart. The inside of my thighs were coated with cum and my juices and the other biker's sperm was leaking out of my cunt. My eyes could not leave the sight of the huge phallix between Tom's legs. I begged and pleaded for him to not fuck me as he drew closer and closer. He had seen my reaction when I first saw his cock and knew that I didn't mean what I was saying. He told me to hush and relax as he bent over and took one of my nipples into his mouth and began to suck on me. He inched closer and I at last felt the huge head of his cock come into contact with my opening and begin to nuzzle between the swollen lips of my cunt. It was apparent that the man because of his size had had to develop some techniques over the years to prepare a woman and not split her in two when he bred her. I now understood why he had had the other biker fuck me first. It was sort of like taking a smaller drill bit first into the wood to make it easier for the bigger bit when it dug in deep. Tom's beard felt rough on my tits as he chewed on the tender sensitive flesh. He inched further up my body and began to kiss my neck and chew on my ears. As he did so his cock slid a few inches into my cunt and I cried out in terror and pain. He told me again to hush and then began to kiss my mouth smothering my screams as he slid deeper and deeper into my belly. It seemed to take forever. The pain was excruciating but yet exquisite. I found my screams ending and my begging begin. This is what I had been searching for, what I had, though blind luck, found and what I never wanted to end. At long last I felt his pubic bone come in contact with mine and his huge hairy balls nuzzle into the wet crack of my ass. He stayed like that for many minutes letting me grow used to and adjust to his size while he kissed my lips and sucked on my tongue. When he pulled back out I thought that he was taking my insides with him. All I know is that over the next minutes my whimpers became moans, which then became screams of pleasure as he began a steady fucking and humping of my ass. I tried to wrap my long legs around him but found it to be impossible and I simply arched my back and let the man take his pleasure from my body. I don't know how many times I came as he ravaged me for what seemed like hours. I tried to count them, to maintain my sanity, but lost track of the number of times I came after about a dozen with each one building on the previous level and becoming more irrepressible. When his rhythm changed and he began to thrust deeper into me I totally lost control and began screaming almost insanely with pleasure and as his sperm flooded my cavities I mercifully at last fainted. It was dark when I awoke, I do not know how much time had passed. I was in a bed covered with a heavy blanket. I reached out and felt a man's hairy naked back next to me and knew it was Tom. He rolled over. I heard him grunt. He raised himself over me and wedged his legs between my knees. It was an out of body experience. I felt his huge cock begin to slide back into my body and I heard myself screaming in pleasure and fear as he went deeper and deeper into me.... And then I was where I always wanted to be. Donna's Awakening I recently finished reading a novel in which the main character occasionally fantasized about his lover. Each time it happened the author would describe it something like this, "And when he was naked he turned to the mirror and touched himself". That usually ended the chapter. What I want to know is what happened? Was he so aroused by the thought of his girlfriend that he came by merely "touching" himself? Or did he just touch himself (no description of where) and that was that? I have to believe that something more happened. Why was the author so touchy about adequately describing the scene? This was a fantasy for God's sake! The guy was naked, standing in front of a mirror and thinking about his lover. When I fantasize I don't want to stop with touching myself. That doesn't do much good. I want to go much farther. I want to take my stiff penis in my hand and masturbate until I cum. Hopefully, with a giant spurt! One of my favorite fantasies is about a lady I used to date. She was beautiful. Six feet tall, very long gorgeous legs and large breasts with huge areole and jutting nipples. I was 21 and she was 32. Not only was she older, she was married and had 2 children. Apparently she and her husband had some kind of arrangement and they both did what they wanted. And what she wanted was my cock and lots of it! When I met her she had never french kissed and was very innocent about sex. She knew that she liked it. Oh, how she liked it! But she didn't know much about it. I'll never forget the day I taught her to masturbate. . . It was a Saturday afternoon. In the summer. We had just finished lunch and had checked into a small motel. All during lunch I could tell that Donna's mind wasn't on eating. She kept squirming around next to me in the booth in the diner just down the road from the motel. Finally, she put her hand in my lap and started groping around for my cock. She rubbed and then squirmed, rubbed and then squirmed some more. "Donna, what's up with you? I asked. She could barely answer. When she was horny and turned on she didn't seem to be able to concentrate on anything else. And she was a panter. At the slightest provocation she would start panting like a racehorse. Normally she didn't stop until she had cum several times. "Ohhhhhh!" She panted. "Let's hurry! I can't wait to get you alone in the motel!" With that she started squirming even more. Then, as she looked directly into my eyes, she took my hand and placed it on her thigh. Just below the hem of her miniskirt. As I sat there looking at her she started moving my hand up her thigh. Up under her skirt, higher and higher. As she moved my hand she started panting faster and louder. Finally, as my hand reached the junction between her legs I felt her pubic hair. She wasn't wearing panties! This was a major revelation. Donna was a housewife. Somewhat shy, fairly straight-laced and modest. She was relatively unsophisticated, a high school graduate, married to a man with quite a lot of money and very little interest in his wife. They had been married when she was just out of high school and that was about where her experience with sex started and ended. For Donna, who was normally prim and proper until we were alone, to go out in public with no panties was a breakthrough of tremendous proportions. She parted her legs slightly and then placed my hand directly on her slit. Another big surprise, she was not only wet, she was literally dripping. Her clitoris was swollen and protruding from between her lips and she felt hot as a furnace. She moaned softly and thrust her pelvis against my hand. Just then the waitress arrived with our orders. I retrieved my hand, much to Donna's dismay and we began to eat lunch. We ate quickly. I could tell that Donna was in no mood to wait any longer! As we drove down the road to the motel, Donna once again grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs. She took my hand and made a fist out of it. Then she uncurled my middle finger and thrust it right into her slick vagina. She was humping my hand so hard I could barely control the car. Suddenly her body stiffened. She let out a loud moan, humped my finger even harder and then gasped "Ohhhhhh! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" For about 30 seconds she continued to writhe around and then it was over. As she regained her senses she looked up at me and said "Thanks. You don't know how much I needed that. I haven't cum since the last time I saw you a week ago. I just couldn't wait any longer." She had not cum in a week! I was astounded. This was the horniest lady I had ever met. She was multi-orgasmic. She was always wet and ready. How could she go a week without an orgasm? On impulse I asked "Do you think of me when we're not together?" "Oh yes! All the time! It makes me so horny and wet when I think of the things we do together. I can hardly stand it!" "Well what do you do about it?" I asked. "What do you mean?" She responded. "When you get horny, how do you relieve yourself?" "I don't. I take cold showers or I try to think of something else. I don't know what else to do" "Well." I suggested "You could masturbate." "Masturbate? What do you mean? You mean . . . do it to myself?" She gasped. "Oh no! I couldn't do that." "Why not?" "Well . . . because . . . because . . .well, I don't know. Isn't it bad for you?" "Not at all." I responded. "Masturbation is a normal thing. You've probably been told differently by people who don't have the imagination and the guts to live life to the fullest. Look, there are lots of times when a person gets horny without anybody else around. When that happens you either masturbate or go crazy trying to figure out how to relieve the pressure." By this time we were at the motel and just entering the room. Donna flopped down in one of the arm chairs and crossed her legs. Her skirt rode up and I could nearly see the tops of her thighs and the treasure hidden within. "Okay, for the sake of argument let's say that I agree with you. So what? I don't know how to do it." "Have you ever thought about how you might do it?" I asked. "I've thought about it a little." She said. "I imagine that it might be similar to when you rub my pussy before we make love. Once in a while I've thought about it when I was making dinner." She gave a shy smile. "Usually when were having carrots or cucumbers. But I just can't quite imagine shoving garden vegetables up my pussy!" "You're on the right track." I said. "How about trying an experiment?" "You mean now?" "Sure. I'll teach you to masturbate and then, when I'm not around, you'll have a way to make yourself cum. First, let's do it with your clothes on. If you get horny when you are out somewhere, you'll need to know how to do it this way. Now, unbutton the first 4 buttons on your blouse." She began to unbutton her semi-sheer silk blouse. Underneath I could see the lacy bra she was wearing. Her large dark brown areolae where just visible under the bra. "Okay, put your left hand inside your blouse and gently cup your right breast. Then rub the whole breast slowly." She let out a small sigh as she complied with my orders. "Now slip the bra cup down off of your breast. Take your thumb and forefinger and feel the nipple. See how hard it gets?" "Ohhhh . . ." She breathed. She was panting again. "My nipple is so sensitive. When I do this I can feel a tingle all the way down to my pussy!" Once again Donna began to wiggle around in her chair. Her breathing became faster. I could see her nipple growing larger and harder as she manipulated it. "That's right." I said. "Talk about how you are feeling while you are doing this. It will help me to coach you through this." "I'm beginning to feel very horny." She panted as she continued to play with her nipple. "This feels so good! I want you to see it. Look! Look at my nipple. It's so hard. Please take it in your mouth and suck it like you always do." "Not right now." I said. "Maybe later. Right now we're going to concentrate on teaching you to masturbate. I want you to be able to cum whenever you feel the urge." "Oh lover!" Donna breathed. "I always want to cum. And I want to cum again now." Donna continued to writhe around in her chair and her mini-skirt rode higher and higher on her gorgeous thighs. As she continued to roll her nipple between her thumb and forefinger she uncrossed her legs and began rubbing them together, trying to get some relief for her pussy. Her skirt had now reached the tops of her thighs and I could clearly see her pubic hair and the top of her slit. Suddenly, Donna spread her legs wide and I could see her clit peeking out from between her pussy lips. In the light of the hotel room I could see the reflection of light off the moisture that had gathered between her thighs. One again Donna closed her legs and began to rub her thighs together. She let out a loan moan. "Oh please. I want to cum so bad! What do I do now? "First, spread your legs apart. Then reach down with your hand and feel the roughness of your pussy hair. Now, take your middle finger and slid it down into your pussy slit. Keep going down until you come to your vagina. Stick your finger in." Now Donna really began to pant. She gave another moan as her finger slid down her pussy slit, passing over her clitoris, and continued down to her vagina. Then, with an audible "Ohhh!" she inserted her finger into her vagina. "Now, move your finger in and out and get it well lubricated." I instructed. "Get it as wet as you can." Donna eagerly complied. She pulled her finger part way out, then shoved it back in. Her hips began moving and she started to hump her finger. "No, no." I said. "Don't start finger fucking yourself. That does not happen until lesson two. Right now I just want you to get your finger wet. Now take your finger out of your pussy and start rubbing your clit with it. Just like I do it." Reluctantly, Donna removed her finger from her pussy and began massaging her clit which, by this time, was protruding noticeably from between her pussy lips. "Oh God, that feels good!" Donna panted, her hips moving up and down. "That feels so good. Please don't make me stop. I'm going to cum. Oh yes, here it cums. Now! I'm cuming!" Donna always made a lot of noise when she came. This time was no exception! As she came she rubbed her clit frantically, her shapely ass moving in time with her fingers. Soon it was all over. The pace slowed and Donna removed her fingers from her pussy. They were dripping with pussy juice and gleamed in the light. "Oh, lover!" She said in a low husky voice. "That was terrific. I can't believe that I just made myself cum." "You did a great job." I said. "Now you can have a reward. Do you see how wet and sticky your fingers are? Put them in your mouth and lick them clean." Donna did as she was told. She began slurping greedily on her fingers. "Ummmm . . . that tastes good! You never told me I tasted like this." "As I recall, I've never had a chance. When I get done licking your pussy you are always so eager to put my cock inside you that we never have had a chance to talk about it." "What a great idea!" She exclaimed. "Let's put your cock in me right now. I want to cum again." "Not quite yet." I replied. "We've got more work to do. Now you know that you can make yourself cum when you are fully dressed. I would be careful about trying that when you are driving a car, but just about anyplace else be just fine. "Imagine that you are in Marshall Field's trying on dresses and you begin to get horny. You can just go in the dressing room and rub yourself until you cum. Or maybe you are out to lunch with one of your girlfriends. All you have to do is excuse yourself, go into the bathroom and make yourself cum in one of the stalls. The key is to dress appropriately so that you can masturbate where ever you happen to be. Dresses and skirts are good choices. So are loose fitting blouses and bras that fasten in the front. One other thing-panties and panty hose just get in the way. If you must wear stockings wear hose and keep them up with garters-its very sexy and won't interfere with your fun. And don't wear panties at all. Sure you can pull the crotch aside when you are masturbating but its more trouble than it's worth. Besides, if you are not wearing panties you'll feel sexier and your pussy will probably be wet all of the time." "I'm feeling very sexy now." Donna said. "What do you plan to do about it?" "Nothing, right now." I replied. "You've still got more to learn about the fine art of self-manipulation. Now, take off all of your clothes and I'll teach you how to masturbate when you are all alone at home and have plenty of time." Donna rose from her chair and began taking off her clothes. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse the rest of the way and tugged it out of the waistband of her skirt. As she shrugged it off of her shoulders I could see her very large left breast bulging over the top of the downturned bra cup. The nipple was still distended and very hard. Her huge areola, nearly 6" in diameter, was slightly crinkled, its rich dark brown color a nice contrast to the paler hue of her breast. She reached back and unhooked her bra. Then, she brought her hands up to her breasts and shrugged her shoulders slightly to let the bra straps fall down her arms. As her left hand met her left breast I could see Donna give a small shudder-as if she had received a slight jolt of electricity. Almost involuntarily she began to caress her breast and her fingers sought her rock hard nipple. Donna began panting again as she rubbed her bare breast. With her right hand she drew the bra off her other breast and, pausing momentarily to remove the strap from her left arm, she dropped the bra on the floor. Her right hand then cupped her right breast and began to gently rub the nipple . Her breathing became even faster as she stood in the middle of the room rubbing her large breasts. After a moment she let go of her right breast and her right hand began to travel down her body. Making lazy circles with her hand, Donna caressed her rib cage, then down to her flat muscular tummy. She paused at her navel, tracing circles around it and then her hand continued its descent. As Donna's hand dipped below her waist she grasped the hem of her mini-skirt and began to pull it up. Slowly her short cropped bush came into view-it was quite a sight to behold. Donna then lowered her hand down to her pussy and began to rub it slowly. A moan came from her lips. "Wait!" I exclaimed. "You are still partially dressed. We've got to have you naked and there are a couple of things that need to be done before you can do that." Reluctantly, Donna stopped rubbing herself and looked at me expectantly. "Take the rest of your clothes off." I said. "Then we'll continue." Donna unbuttoned her skirt and unzipped it. The skirt fell to her feet. She stepped out of the skirt and her shoes came off at the same time. She stood in front of me totally nude. She was gasping now. "Oh, I'm so turned on. I've never felt like this before. I feel like I could cum a hundred times. I want to cum a hundred times. What do we do now?" "Come over to the bed and I'll show you." I led her across the room. We went over to the bed which was beside the side wall of the bathroom. The entire wall on that side was covered with a large mirror. This would be ideal for helping Donna discover herself. "Have you ever really looked at your body Donna?" I asked. "No." She said. "Here's what I want you to do. Sit down on the side of the bed with your feet on the floor and face the mirror." Donna complied. "Now take both hands and start caressing your breasts." Once again Donna started massaging those massive mammaries. "Take the nipples and pull on them. Go on, you won't hurt yourself. Pull them out from your body as far as you can." Donna began to pull on her nipples. She was panting like a freight train by this time. Soon she developed a motion that looked like she was trying to milk herself. "Ohhhhh! This feels great. It's making my pussy feel like it's on fire. Ahhhh. My nipples, my nipples, ohhhhh! Oh lover, I need to feel a tongue on my nipples. Please suck them for me. Please!" "You've got very large breasts. I'll be you can suck them yourself. Why don't you try?" With that Donna cupped her right breast and brought it up to her mouth. Her tongue snaked out from between her lips and began to lick the nipple. Then Donna lifted the breast a bit more and took the nipple between her lips. As she began to suck on her nipple, Donna began moaning. Her sucking became more frenzied and it looked as if she was trying to tear her other nipple off as she pulled and pinched it. She then began clenching and unclenching her legs. "Do you see what you are doing, Donna?" I asked. "Look in the mirror. Watch yourself as you suck on your nipple. Does that feel good? Does it turn you on?" "Yesss. Oh yes! I turns me on so much. It feels so good I can't stand it" "It's time to move on now. We're going to give some time to your pussy." "Oh, that's great. Can I come now?" 'Not yet, but soon. Now, spread your legs as wide as you can and let's take a good look at your pussy." Donna spread her legs until her glorious pussy was in full view. "Describe what you see." "I see my pussy and it looks beautiful." She said. "I can see the long slit in the center and my pussy lips on the side. I never realized how fat and puffy they are. "Right in the middle I see my clitoris sticking out. I can also see how wet I am." "Take your fingers and pull your pussy lips apart and we'll be able to see even more." I instructed. "OK. Now I can see all of my clit. And below that I see my hole. I call it my "cock hole" because that's where I love to stick your beautiful cock. In fact if you just come over here for a minute I'll stick it in right now. Please? I love to cum on your cock." "Not yet. We're not done with your lesson yet. Now, I want you to hold your pussy lips apart with one hand and insert one finger of the other hand into your vagina." Donna did as she was told. Slowly the middle finger of her right hand was inserted into her "cock hole". "Oh my God!" Said Donna. "Look at that. My finger is disappearing into my cock hole. And it feels so good. And look how wet I am." She pulled her finger out and raised her hand so that I could see it. Her finger was coated with her pussy juice-thick, slick and sticky. With her other hand she started massaging her pussy again. "Ahhh. Yessss. Ummm. Oh that feels so good! I just want to rub my pussy until my clit falls off!" "OK. Now let's see you put 2 fingers in your pussy." I commanded. "I want you to pay close attention and watch them sliding in and out as you finger fuck yourself." Now her forefinger and middle finger were both inserted and Donna began a slow rhythm as her fingers slid in and out, in and out. "Oh baby." She moaned. "I love this. Oh look at that. Look at my fingers. They're so wet. Look at them go in and out of my cock hole. I can't believe I'm doing this-why did I wait so long to start? Look at me. I'm finger fucking my cock hole and it feels great!" Donna continued her play by play commentary as she continued to finger fuck her dripping pussy. "Now stop." I said. "We're going to go on to another exercise." "I don't want to stop!" She pouted. "I'm getting ready to cum again. I've only cum twice you know." "I know, but I want to teach you correctly and you've got more to learn. Now I'm going to teach you to jack off your clit." "What's that? She asked. "It's something like when a man masturbates." I said. "Only you do it with your clit." Donna's Awakening "I still don't know what you mean." "Have you ever watched a man masturbate?" I asked. She shook her head. "Watch." I quickly undressed. All of this activity had given me quite an erection. Donna eyed it hungrily as I began to stroke my blood engorged cock. "Do you see how it sticks up?" I asked. "I just put my fingers around it and began to stroke up and down. If I keep doing this, eventually I'll cum and my semen will come shooting out of the hole at the end of my cock. Now I'm going to teach you how to do something similar." I instructed Donna to take her clit between her thumb and forefinger. "Just grasp it like I'm doing with my cock." I said. "Your clit is like a little cock. In your case you have quite a prominent clit and it's longer than usual. Rub up and down with your thumb and forefinger just like I'm doing as I masturbate my cock." Donna took her slippery pussy juice covered clit between her fingers and began to jack off. "F . . . .uck!" Yelled Donna. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. That feels . . . it feels . . . it's the greatest feeling I've ever had. Oh yes. I'm pulling my clit up and down. I'm jacking off my clit. Oh yes! Oh yes!" I could see Donna watching herself in the mirror as she jacked her clit up and down. Soon her hips were moving uncontrollably. She was so wet that she was having trouble holding on to her clit. "Oh baby, I'm going to cum!" She gasped. "I want you to watch me jack off my little clit. Watch me cum. Watch me make my pussy cum I want to cum just for you. Yesssssss. Oh my cunt, it's so horny. It feels so good. Look at my hot cunt. See how hot it is; see how juicy my cunt is. Ahhhhhh . . . ahhhhhhh. . . . oh shit here it cums! Yessss, here it cums . . . I'm almost there!" Donna's eyes were wide open as she watched her fingers flying up and down on her clit. With her left hand she reached down and pushed two fingers into her steaming cock hole. As I watched I continued to stroke my shaft, my already hard penis becoming stiffer all the time. Drops of pre-cum began forming on the head and running down the sides. The sight of Donna stroking her wet cunt was really turning me on! I knew that soon I would be shooting big wads of semen out of my cock. "Unhhhh . . .oooooooh . . . I'm almost there! Yesssss. Oh yesss! Oh . . . I'm masturbating my pussy! I'm jacking off my clit . . . and it's soooooo goood! Oh lover! This is it . . . ahhhhhhhhh! I'm cumming, I'm cumming." Donna yelled. "Oh God! My fucking cunt is creaming and creaming on my fingers. Oh yes. I'm ramming my hot pussy with my fingers. Ooooooh yes! I'm finger fucking and jacking off! Woooooooo!" Gradually Donna's moans and yelps subsided and her hips began to slow their rhythmic thrusting. Donna gave one final tug on her clit and lay still. She continued to gasp for breath. "Baby, baby! That was so good! It was incredible!" She took her fingers out of her cunt and began to lick and suck them. Greedily slurping off her own slick juices. "Oh look at your poor cock!" She exclaimed. "You haven't cum yet. Come over here." I walked over to the bed. "OK." Said Donna. "You watched me cum, now I get to watch you cum. I want to see you spurt. Please. Squirt it right here." Donna laid back and spread her legs. Then she bent her legs and brought them up to her chest. She reached around her legs with both hands and, using her fingers, spread her pussy lips so that her cock hole was gaping open. "Put your cum right there, lover, right inside me. Masturbate your cock and fill up my cock hole. Oh please! Do it now." My penis had never felt so hard. The sight of that beautiful cunt held wide open for me was more that I could stand. Slowly I began to stroke my cock, gradually increasing the pressure and the speed. The pre-cum had now become a river running down the sides of my cock and making my fingers slippery and making a sticky wet sound as I pumped up and down on my shaft. "Your cock is beautiful." Donna breathed. "It's so big and hard. Look how red the head is. Look at all the juice running down the sides. Just keep stroking it and stroking it. Just watching you is making me want to cum again. In fact I think I am going to cum again. Oh jeez, I don't believe this! Oh yes, I'm gonna . . . I'm gonna . . . I really think I'm gonna cum as soon as I see you start squirting your cum." Things were really getting a bit much for me by now. Here I was with a beautiful woman, naked in front of me and holding her cunt wide open so that I could squirt my jism into her waiting hole. On top of that she was saying things I'd never heard before-magical things that were making my cock twitch like crazy. I responded just like she knew I would. "Oh Donna, you're making me crazy. You're going to make me cum. I want to cum all over the place. Just watch! Oh man!" By now my fist was pumping my prick at top speed. I had never felt bigger or stronger or more potent. I wanted to start cumming and never stop. I wanted to pour gallon after gallon of steaming seed all over the gorgeous creature in front of me. I just hoped I could aim well enough to hit Donna's cunt. I pumped faster. Donna continued to urge me on. "Oh darling, oh baby cum for me. Yesss . . . I love to watch you jacking off your big fat cock. Shoot it lover . . . shoot it in my hot cock hole. I want to see you squirt!" That was all I needed. I aimed my cock at Donna's vagina, the head only inches from her open cock hole. I began to cum, my stiff penis pumping uncontrollably in my hand. The first jet of sticky white semen pulsed out of my penis and shot across the gap. Splat! My gooey seed missed the mark and landed flush on Donna's exposed clit. When Donna felt my load hit her clit she let out a whoop and began cumming again! "Oh . . . oh . . . oooooooh!" She yelled, massaging sperm into her clit with her thumb. "I can feel your hot cum on my pussy. It feels so good. Now you're making me cum again. Keep cumming while I masturbate. Yes, yes, yes, fill up my little cock hole!" But now my aim had improved. The second jet of white goo landed on target. Right in Donna's cock hole. And then the third and fourth followed close behind. I was a basket case by this time. A cumming machine. Not knowing or caring what I was doing. I grunted as I continued to manhandle my squirting cock. Gobs of thick white sperm were flowing out of the end of my still stiff penis and into Donna's open hole. I had never cum so much before. Slowly Donna's cock hole filled with my cum and then overflowed, running down the sides of her pussy and making trails down her ass to the bed below. Meanwhile Donna was still cumming. "Uuuuuuuh lover! That's right. Pour that hot cum over my cunt. Yessssss . . . I'm having a lovely cum so keep it up. Keep stroking that beautiful big cock. Keep squirting" She reached down with one hand and scooped up a handful of sperm from her cunt. She raised her hand carefully, not spilling a drop, and began to spread the sticky mess over her tits. All the while her thumb kept up its magic massage of her clit and her running commentary continued. "Baby, I can't stop cumming. I'm just cumming and cumming. I'm creaming all over. My cunt feels so hot. Oh look at my tits, darling. I've got your cum all over my tits. My nipples are covered in cum. Now I'm really gonna masturbate, lover. I'm gonna finger fuck my fucking hot cunt as hard as I can." As the last few drops of sperm ran out of my cock, Donna reached down between her legs once more. Continuing to rub her clit with her right hand, she shoved two fingers of her left hand into her waiting vagina. "Aaaaaah, yes! Can you see what I'm doing lover? I'm pushing your sperm inside me. I love your sperm inside my hot cunt. Watch your sperm going inside. See how slick and sticky it is? It's making my pussy all gooey inside. Ohhhh! Ohhhh! And I'm still cumming. Oh God! I'm cumming and cumming and cumming. "Now watch me finger fuck. You're such a good teacher. Watch me masturbate this pussy while I cum all over my fingers. Ahhhhh. I love to do this. Yesssss! It feels good! Ahhhhhhhhh!" Gradually the spasms slowed then stopped. Donna's pulled her fingers from her cunt and licked then greedily. "Wow!" She exclaimed. "I never knew that was possible. You've opened up a whole new world for me. I can't wait to try this at home!" We spent the rest of our day amid the sounds and smells of hot smutty sex. Donna's Awakening Conclusion I awoke the next morning with Tom's heavy arm lying over my stomach just under my breasts. My nipples nestled in the hair of his forearm. The sheets were wet beneath my butt where the cum and juices had drained from my body as I slept. My nipples were swollen and tender and my hips felt like they had been dislocated. I was sore all over, but it was a wonderful satisfying soreness. My stirring must have awakened him because when I looked at him he was staring at me with those deep blue eyes. He leaned over and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. I felt the tingling begin anew in the small of my back. He told me to go make some coffee and I got out of bed and put on his shirt for a robe. Daylight came in though the windows and I went barefoot down the stairs from the loft where we had been sleeping to the common room below. There was no central heat and the temperature inside had to be in the forties. The cabin was very much like the one my family had in Wisconsin so I was familiar with how to use a propane stove and make coffee the old fashion way in a percolator. I heard something and turned to see one of the other bikers come out of the downstairs bedroom and go over to the fireplace. He was wearing a sweatshirt and white jockey shorts. He took some dry wood that was piled on the hearth and placed it inside the fireplace. After wadding up some newspaper and shoving it in and around the logs he struck a match and a fire came to life. As the man walked over to where I was standing I could see the telltale sign of his cock coming to life and swelling inside his jockey shorts. He gently raised his hand and rubbed my check with his fingers and then pulled my head to his and kissed me. He pulled me tight against him and as my body pressed up to his and I could feel his erection growing and stiffening against my abdomen. The worn brown couch was between the kitchen area and the fireplace. The biker turned me around and bent me over the back of the couch with my tummy on the back and my head hanging down towards the seat cushions. The shirt fell down my back and my naked ass was left exposed sticking up in the air. I had not bathed or showed and knew that I was dirty and encrusted with cum and juices from my fucking of the previous night. It did not seem to bother the man. I felt the head of his penis nestle between the lips of my cunt and then his cock slide deep into my vagina. Even without foreplay I remained wet and slippery from the night before and he rapidly achieved a pace and stroking that brought me quickly to my first orgasm of the day. There was nothing more here than a man getting his rocks off first thing in the morning and I was his warm soft receptacle. His hands left my hips and he reached down and grabbed my tits and began to squeeze them as he thrust into me. He made slight changes in his angle every few strokes. Being bent over the way that I was he was almost as deep in my belly as Tom had probed with his much longer cock the night before. He was driving me crazy with lust and I was quickly returning to the wonderful mindless state of arousal that I had reached for the first time the evening before. The man knew what he was doing, not romantic at all, but as my second orgasm swept over me I found it very satisfying. I began to moan and wiggle my round butt into his driving crotch. I looked up and sitting on the stairs to the loft watching us was Tom. I don't know why but even though I had done nothing to provocate the sexual advances of the biker who was fucking me I felt a little like I had gotten caught cheating. The biker saw Tom and said that he hoped he didn't mind him getting a little hot pussy first thing in the morning. Tom laughed and said for him to go ahead but to enjoy me good for from now one I was going to be his bitch and no one was going to touch me unless he said so first. Well that put me over the top and my resulting orgasm was so intense that the muscles of my cunt locked around the bikers cock and began to milk him vigorously. He was unable to maintain his control and immediately began to ejaculate and spray his seed into my womb. I was very thankful for the pill because there were no doubt that these men would have impregnated me by this time if I were not protected. The biker pulled his cock out of me and helped me stand back up. I could tell from the look in his eye that if Tom weren't there that he would have dragged me off somewhere to enjoy me further and that made my pussy tingle. Tom came down the stairs and talked to the biker quietly next to the fireplace where the fire was growing in intensity. I heard the name Katie and he asked me at one point where I was staying. The biker went back to the bedroom and Tom threw a few more logs on the fire. I poured a couple of large mugs of coffee and followed him back up the stairs to the loft. We stood near the bed. He took the coffee mugs and placed them on the side table and pulled his shirt of off me before kissing me. My head began to spin as he gently and tenderly kissed my lips. I lay down in the bed expecting and hoping to be ravaged and fucked silly but surprisingly he handed me one of the mugs of coffee before climbing under the covers and taking the other mug for himself. For the next couple of hours we talked. He asked me all about myself and what had brought me to Montana. I was honest and told him truthfully that I had gone on a quest looking for a man who could make me feel like a woman or to come to the realization that what I had read and seen was only fiction. He smiled and kissed me when I told him that he had made me realize that the fiction was in fact a reality. When he began to tell me about himself I was astonished. It seems that I had not run into a rouge band of bikers but three old friends who had played football together at Boise State and spent a couple of weeks at the end of each summer together in the woods letting their hair down. The other two fellows were Brad and Jake and they were managers in the wood milling industry. Tom, it turned out, was an attorney. They were all in their mid thirties. The other two guys were married and Tom was divorced and single for more than three years. They had come into town to replenish their liquor stock and had gone into the bar where we met to grab a few cold beers. Tom said he had never come on to a woman in the manner he had with me before the day before. Somehow he said there had been an instant connection between us and he had sensed what I wanted and needed. I believed him when he said that they would have stopped at any point that I had resisted or said no. As he continued to talk and tell me about his life and career I pulled the covers back and began to lick his cock. At first he was flaccid and I was able to take him in my mouth but that quickly became impossible as the blood rushed in and he swelled back to his full size. I nibbled on the purple plum head and traced the large veins along the length of his rod with my tongue. I was pleased that a few times I heard him catch his breath as I hit a particularly sensitive area. With my left hand I began to gently fondle his large hairy balls that seemed to be the size of billiard balls. I never imagined that it would be so very exciting and satisfying to give a man oral sex. Tom was becoming more and more excited and while he talked his hand began to rub my head encouraging me to continue. I found myself eager to please him and bring him pleasure. I felt my juices flowing out of my pussy and I was very wet between my legs. I was ready for him to mount me when he was ready and I found myself hoping that that was very soon. I began to chew on the edges of dick and slid my hand up and down the throbbing pole. Tom sat up and rolled me off of him and onto my back. I spread my knees far apart as he climbed between my thighs. I heard myself whimper as his steel like shaft sunk deep into me and he began to hump into me. He was so big, strong and massive. I was not a little girl but I felt little. I knew what my role was and loved it. I felt his mouth on my lips and his tongue probing my mouth as his cock was drilling deep into my belly. He fucked me steadily for at least fifteen minutes before he flooded me with his sperm. We were both satiated and when he pulled out of me we fell asleep in each others arms. Twice more during the afternoon we mated. One time I climbed on top of him and sank myself down on his hard cock. I came dozens of times as he chewed on my nipples and occasionally slapped me on the ass when my bouncing would slow down. I began to think that all that I ever wanted to do for the rest of my life was be Tom's slut. When evening came we finally came down out of the loft. Tom had on a bathrobe and I had put his shirt back on. Brad and Jake had a woman, whom I later learned was Katie, naked between them. They were fucking her on the rug in front of the fireplace. Brad was on his back, his cock in her pussy, with Katie on top. Jake was behind screwing her in the ass. I don't think they knew we were there. I saw my suitcase sitting next to the stove and there were some cold cuts and beer on the table. We made ourselves some sandwiches and then sat down on the couch and watched the threesome screwing like dogs in heat. I found myself becoming more and more excited. I parted his robe and pulled Tom's cock out and began to stroke him back to life. Ten minutes later we were back in the loft in bed, I was on my hands and knees and he was fucking me from behind. It went on like that for the next four days before I left and began my trip back to the university. That was four years ago. I travel out to Montana now on a regular basis to see Tom and he has come back east a few times. Every August we go to the cabin for a reunion, though I only sleep with Tom. The other guys always seem to come up with a girl or two or three to enjoy while we're there. When I finish my internship I've arranged to take a position at a hospital out in Montana and Tom and I are going to get married, he proposed this past August. Making that trip I realize that I did something pretty stupid and it could have turned out so badly. But I was lucky and by taking the gamble somehow I found the man of my dreams. When I'm alone and I fall asleep at night I think only of him and how it feels to have his body take control of me. To lose control of myself and become truly one with a man. I couldn't be a luckier girl.