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She's Got Needs Ch. 01

By: darthytse



Suzanne Baines

Journal Entry 1 – July 17

NOTE: Characters based on "I Got Needs" series.

This is my first entry in what I am calling my "Adventures Journal." I have a lot of mixed emotions right now. On one hand, I am very nervous and uncertain about where my new lifestyle is all leading to. On the other hand, I haven't been more excited and sexually satisfied in all my life!

Background: I am 27 years old, married for about five years. I am a high school Band teacher. For the first year of our marriage, my husband and I enjoyed intimacy very much. As fate would have it, though, we got pregnant with our first child during that first year. Once our child was born, my sex drive went downhill fast. 

I was never sure why, and I felt guilty many times for not being "in the mood" when my husband was. And the only times I'd have an orgasm was when my husband would perform oral sex on me. I never experienced a true "vaginal orgasm," as I had heard they were called. There were things I "suspected" as reasons. For example, at the time, my husband was unemployed, and he was what I felt pretty significantly overweight. But he treated me like a princess, and our friends I'm sure thought we were a very happy couple As it turns out, there was an additional reason I was not satisfied, but I didn't know that yet.

Last March, my life spun into turmoil. One of my students, Jose, apparently had a crush on me, and after school one day, made a pass at me. Our lips did actually touch because his approach was so fast, but I immediately pushed him away and told him that, while I was flattered, this was not what I wanted. He seemed to understand, left the classroom, and that was that. Or so I thought!

My Principal got a security camera still shot of the kiss. I'm sure he also saw how quickly I pushed Jose away, too. But he apparently ALSO had an "approving eye" for me. He used the photo to blackmail me into being his mistress. He told me he'd send me e-mails with the subject "IGN" in the subject line whenever he felt "the urge." I was so upset, but didn't know what else to do. I figured that if I went to the authorities, I'd still be embarrassed and have to explain that photo. I could lose my family, certainly my job! Looking back, I guess I still should have not agreed to the terms of the blackmail. But at that time, I just felt stuck. So I went along with it, and my boss essentially "had his way" with me twice before he got in trouble for doing this to another teacher. The news never came out about me and him, thankfully. 

However, during our second session, we were spied by Jose, who himself took pictures with his cell phone camera, and used them to blackmail me! So now I was in a double blackmail! I agreed to have sex with him—just once—to get him to drop it. Imagine my surprise when he had invited his cousin, who was a former student of mine, to join us! But still, I went along with it, and when it was over, Jose and his cousin agreed to help me end my nightmare with the Principal. But they had to get assistance from the school's Head Custodian, Jason, to let them into the Principal's office during a weekend. I should not have been so surprised by this point that Jason said he'd help if I had sex with HIM, right then & there, and in front of Jose, who of course couldn't help but to "join in." So now I had had sex with four men who were not my husband; two of them twice! I was in such a mess, I just didn't know how I was going to move on after this.

Ultimately, it did all work out, but I was forced to confess everything to my husband when he discovered the confiscated photo of me and Jose. It was very difficult, but we worked through it. He asked me if I had "enjoyed" the sex. I wasn't sure how to answer him, because I had, in fact, had true vaginal orgasms with all of them. It also so happened that all of them had larger penises than my husband did. I knew that was part of the reason I had been dissatisfied sexually. When it was all said and done, my loving husband said he forgave me, and wanted me to be satisfied. He suggested we "spice things up" by adding more well-endowed men into our sex lives. It took some long, hard thinking on m part before finally agreeing to give it a try.

Fast forward to earlier this month. Up until that time (and since April), I had only had sex with my husband. Though my husband kept suggesting we try our new agreement, I just hadn't been "ready."

We drove up to Las Vegas for the holiday weekend. Being a teacher, I was off for the summer, and my husband took a few days off. We left our young children with my husband's parents, and left for what would turn into a very adventurous weekend! Though at the time, neither of us knew what lie ahead.

Knowing that my husband would want to be intimate with me over the weekend, I trimmed my pubic hair nicely before leaving home, and packed some sexy lingerie to make it a little more special.

On our second night on the town, my husband had taken me to see one of the more "racy" shows in Vegas. It was pretty graphic, to my surprise. It was about a young "privileged" woman who was curious about the "gangsta thug" lifestyle in the wrong side of town, and wound up having sex with several different men throughout the show, and culminating with a big "gangbang" with each of the men, at the same time. I had had a couple of drinks beforehand, and the buzz along with the visual stimulation was getting me rather horny! As we walked back to our hotel, my husband asked what I had thought of the show. I told him it had made me want to attack him when we got to our room! He chuckled, and then said, "What if we asked someone else to join us?" 

I answered, "What? You mean, like, a guy?" 

"Yeah," he smiled. 

I honestly wasn't thinking about that, but given my looser inhibitions at that moment, after a few moments of walking silently, I said, "OK. But how do we find this guy?" 

He said, "Well, let's just look in our hotel's casino for starters." 

I thought that was a pretty good plan! There had been this man there, a little older than us, who I had seen several times there already, and I thought he was quite attractive. He was a muscular black man, bald, and he reminded me of one of my favorite actor-hunks, Vin Diesel. I wondered if we would find him, and if he would agree to join us. I was extremely nervous, but also very excited!

Sure enough, once we had walked around the casino area, I spotted him. I pointed him out to my husband, and said, "What about him?" 

My husband looked him over and said, "Sure. Let's go meet him." 

The butterflies really began to fly inside of me as my husband took me by the hand and led me over to where the gentleman was sitting, at an indoor coffee shop. He was sitting by himself at a booth, reading a magazine while nursing a beer.

We sat ourselves down at a booth across from him. There was almost no one else in the restaurant at that time of night, so he noticed us as we sat down. We both smiled and nodded at him as we sat. I couldn't believe what I noticed—the man literally looked me up and down as we sat! He was checking me out! That was a good sign! I should not have been surprised. I was wearing a short black skirt and form-fitting sweater. I have very nice curves, so it wasn't the first time I had seen men giving me a second look that day. I was so excited, I whispered what I had seen to my husband. He whispered that he had seen that as well, and he asked me if I had noticed that he was reading the "escort service" ads in the local magazine. I had not! Another good sign!

My husband turned to him and said, "How ya doing tonight?" 

The man smiled, "Pretty good. How 'bout you guys? You having a good time here in Vegas?" 

My husband replied, "We sure are. Though we're wondering what that whole saying means about, 'What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.'" 

We all chuckled, and my husband asked him, "Are you from here?" 

"Yeah," the man replied. "I like to come in here and check out the 'scenery' from time to time, if you know what I mean" he added with a smile. 

"Oh, I hear ya!" said my husband. 

Our waitress brought us drinks we had ordered when we sat down. Then my husband pressed further with the ice-breaking: "I'm Tom, and this is my wife, Suzanne." 

"Nice to meet you two," he said. "I'm Lamar," he smiled cordially. 

Lamar didn't seem offended by our continued interest in him. In fact, the interest seemed mutual, although I felt as though he was smiling at me much more than he was at my husband. He asked us where we were from, what we did for a living, etc. He told us that he was a security guard for one of the shows in town. I should have guessed! He also told us that he was not married, but preferred it that way because he really "enjoyed" (he added with emphasis) the single life, again with a sort of "wink-wink, nudge-nudge" to my husband. 

Then my husband made his move: "Listen," he said more quietly, leaning over towards Lamar. "I couldn't help but notice you looking at the escort service ads. Are you looking for some 'company' tonight?" 

Lamar seemed surprised at that question, and I worried that my husband had gone too far too fast. I could feel my face blushing, and I looked down at my drink so as to not have eye contact with Lamar. To my utter shock, I heard the words, "Maybe." 

Then he continued: "It depends on what you mean. If you're asking me if I'm bisexual, then the answer is 'No thank you.' But if you're just asking me to help you give your wife a nice evening, then yeah, I think I might be up for that." 

Then he addressed me directly: "I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are, Suzanne." 

Now I was definitely blushing, but I was getting excited again. "That's very sweet of you, Lamar," I said gushingly. 

My husband said, "I was inviting you to show my wife a good time. I'm not into guys, either, bro." 

Lamar smiled and said, "That's good."

Lamar took out his wallet and put some cash on the table. "I'll meet you two in the lobby," he smiled. 

As he walked away, my husband immediately took out his wallet and fumbled nervously with some cash. I noticed his hand was shaking as he put the money on the table. 

"Hey," I said lovingly. "We don't have to go through with this if you're uncomfortable." 

"No, no!" he insisted. "I can't wait!" he smiled. 

I squeezed his hand and said, "Me either. Let's go." We stood and walked hand-in-hand to the lobby.

We spotted Lamar, nodded at him, and we walked to the elevators nonchalantly. When the elevator arrived, Lamar casually walked up and walked in with us. Amazingly, there was no one else in the elevator! 

My husband said, "We have condoms, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to insist that you wear one, for everyone's protection." 

"Hey, I got no problem with that," Lamar said as he continued to eye me up and down, adding, "It helps me last longer anyway." 

I guessed he was imagining what I was going to look like out of these clothes. 

"Mm, mm, mm!" Lamar sang. "This is going to be a great night," he said. We all just chuckled, not knowing what else to say.

Once we reached our floor, we walked down the hallway to our room. My husband fumbled for the key, finally found it, and we all walked in. That was a bit of an awkward moment, as no one was quite sure how to proceed. My husband noticed Lamar was wearing a jacket and welcomed him to remove it. 

"May I turn on your radio?" Lamar asked. 

"Sure," we both answered as I sat down on one of the two queen size beds. 

Lamar fiddled with the dial until he found a Soul/R&B station. There was a slow song playing, with the singer talking about how he would touch his girl just right, how he would caress her, feel her, taste her...it was pretty darn sexy and was doing a great job of further dissolving any lingering inhibitions I might have had. Lamar then walked over to me and extended his hand, inviting me to dance with him. I stood and joined him, glancing at my husband as I did so. He nodded approvingly. 

It wasn't long before Lamar was holding me tight against him, then squeezing my buttocks—first over my skirt, then UNDER it! I closed my eyes and rubbed my hands over Lamar's muscular frame, occasionally squeezing his tight muscles. It was all so mind-blowing! We were actually going through with this! When the song ended, Lamar invited me to climb up onto the bed on all fours, my head away from him. It was obvious he wanted a good look at my fluffy round butt. I was happy to oblige him! As my butt began to peek out from under my skirt, my black panties rode up the crack a bit. I normally don't like that feeling, but I knew it looked good to the "audience," and I also figured the panties wouldn't stay on for very long anyhow. 

"Mm, you've got quite a fine ass there, Suzanne," he commented. 

"You like it?" I asked flirtatiously. 

"Yeah, I sure do," he said as he began to rub his hands over each cheek. 

He then slowly pulled my panties down and began kissing my buttocks gently. My naked, trimmed pussy was now fully exposed to a stranger! It was all so titillating! I looked back to watch him enjoy my womanhood when I saw him move his face in closer to the crotch area, and I then closed my eyes in anticipation of the wonderful feelings I was about to experience. At first, he moved his kisses from my butt to my pussy. After a couple kisses, the then began "French-kissing" the lips back there, using his tongue and lips to separate them. 

"Am I clean enough back there?" I asked, a little self-consciously. 

"Mm-hm, just like a woman should smell," he answered. "Don't you worry about that. I'm lovin' it!" he added. 

So I relaxed and let him continue, feeling my arousal building. I had almost completely forgotten about my husband by this point! Then I felt Lamar begin to insert one, then two of his large fingers into my ever-wettening vagina.

After a few minutes of vigorous oral and manual stimulation, I had an intense climax. As I was coming down off the orgasm, I rolled over onto my back to catch my breath, seeing Lamar smiling over me. 

"You liked that?" he asked with a smile. 

I returned the smile, still breathing hard, nodding my head affirmatively. Then I looked over at my husband, who was sitting on the other bed watching it all. 

"What did you think?" I asked him. 

He smiled broadly and said, "I think you need some more!" 

I was glad he seemed to be taking this OK. Looking back at Lamar, I laughed and said, "Yeah, I think I need some more, too!" 

"Well, I guess that makes three of us, then," he replied, bending over to kiss me deeply. 

Then we continued our kissing, and he reached under my sweater to caress my bra-covered breasts. 

I stopped the kissing briefly to say, "It's a front-clasping bra," for his information. 

He smiled and said, "It is, is it? Well, let's check that out." 

I sat up as he lifted my sweater over my head, exposing my black bra that matched the panties I had been wearing. He focused on the clasp, undid it, and slid the bra off my shoulders. Staring at my soft, medium-sized breasts, he smiled, "Nice..." 

Then he gently caressed and fondled one while sucking on the other one. I tilted my head back, eyes closed again. It felt really good! "Mmm," I sighed.

Lamar continued his attention to my tits for only a couple minutes or so. Then he stood and took his shirt off. His muscles were a huge turn-on to me! I just had to have that hard body pressed tightly against my soft body! Then he unbuckled his belt, opened his top button of his pants, and let them slide to the floor. He then stepped out of them as I stared at the enormous bulge underneath his boxer shorts! I knew I was going to be filled to the brim tonight!

"You ready to see more of this, baby?" Lamar asked me. 

I shook me head "yes" excitedly as I reached over and pressed my palm against the bulge. 

It was huge, and rock-hard! I then took it upon myself to slide his boxers down. They hit the floor and Lamar stepped out of those, his gigantic lady-killer pointing straight at me. 

"I think I need to feel your hot little mouth on my cock, Suzanne," Lamar said confidently. "Will you suck my cock for me, baby?" he asked rhetorically. 

Normally, I hate giving blowjobs. It makes my jaw hurt, and I'm always afraid they are going to cum in my mouth (yuck!). But I knew tonight was special, so I leaned forward and opened my mouth to take him orally.

Lamar leaned his head back, hands on his hips, as I slid my lips over his monster. I had to open my mouth wide, but I was able to get it in without too much trouble. 

"Ohh, Suzanne, that's nice, honey," Lamar sighed. "Now slide it in and out for me," he added. 

I knew what to do. I licked around the shaft and head, slurped my mouth around it, in and out, then licked some more. Lamar seemed to be enjoying it. 

"Aw, that's it, baby. Make it sloppy and wet," he breathed. 

Then he put his hands around my head and began "pumping" my mouth. I was starting to get really nervous that he was going to explode. 

Then, abruptly, he pulled out of me and said to Tom, "Where are those rubbers?" 

I laid back on the bed, knowing what was coming next!

Tom rushed to the suitcase and dug through it to pull out our toiletries bag. He unzipped it and pulled out a condom, then rushed over to Lamar and handed it to him. 

"Thanks," said Lamar with a chuckle. 

I had to admit it seemed funny to me, too. Here was Tom, acting like Lamar's faithful servant!

Lamar began rolling the condom over his dick. We all suddenly realized that "one size" didn't necessarily "fit all" as the condom stretched really thin! I was afraid it was going to break! Lamar just did his best with it, then looked at me with a smile as he climbed onto the bed. 

I spread my legs to accommodate his knees as he rolled on top of me. He was so heavy and solid! I was more than ready to take this man inside of me! I wrapped my arms around his back, and he leaned in to kiss me passionately. I was more than happy to return the kisses. Our tongues intertwined, I felt Lamar begin to shift his body, so that his penis was aimed right at my pussy. 

Still kissing me, he slowly pressed forward. He was sliding in like a pro, and it already was feeling so good to me! I couldn't wait to have him all the way inside of me!

Lamar picked up the pace slowly, rocking me as I spread my legs wider and matched his rhythm, bucking up into him and squeezing him ever-tightly. He moved his kisses down to my cheek, my jaw, my neck, my ears, and back to my lips. It was so erotic! I felt his dick reach my g-spot with each thrust, and I pressed ever harder against him in sync with his thrusts. It wasn't long before we were really fucking! I could feel the orgasm building in me and I just began breathing hard through my mouth, eyes tightly closed, my arms tightly around Lamar's shoulders and legs gripping his back. 

Then I had my second orgasm, and it was obvious! In fact, I was afraid it might have been obvious to the rooms next door as I shouted, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Mm-hmm! Aah! Aah! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhh!" 

Meanwhile, Lamar was getting close to climaxing himself. He had a real "angry" face, boring right into my eyes as he pumped ever harder. I just kept humping him back until his entire body tightened, then he froze, then fell on top of me as I felt his cock spasm inside of me. It kept going and going! I was so glad he was wearing a condom!

When he finally pulled out of me and stood up, I could see the semen reservoir sticking straight out at the tip of the condom, filled with hot white fluid. I was so relieved to see that the condom had not broken!

"Wow," I said in amazement. "That was a lot of cum!" 

My husband commented, "It sure is! You really fucked my wife silly!" 


She's Got Needs Ch. 01



"Mm hm," was all that Lamar said as he collapsed next to me on the bed. I watched him pull the condom off, and then was totally surprised at what he did next: he poured the semen onto my tummy and breasts! 

"Here's a lil' present for ya!" he said. 

"Aah!" I yelled. "What are you doing??" 

He just laughed. I looked over at my husband, to see if he was offended. He wasn't. He was just smiling back, saying, "Now look what you've done to my wife! You spilled your cum all over her milky body!" Lamar laughed again.

Incredulous, I got up off the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up in the shower. I turned the water on, and waited a couple minutes for it to get hot. As I waited, I thought about what I had just done. I hadn't had time to think about it beforehand. I just had sexual intercourse with a man I had just met, with my husband sitting across the room! It was so bizarre! And yet, I had thoroughly enjoyed it. What kind of a wife was I? I thought of my kids...what kind of a mother was I? The answer to that was too troubling, so I shook it out of my head and stepped into the shower.

As I rinsed the semen off of my body and used the removable shower head to clean the rubber smell off of my vagina, I heard the bathroom door open. "Is that you, honey?" I called out. 

The curtain opened, and it was Lamar! My first reaction was to cover up as best I could. Then I realized how silly that was...I had just let this man fuck my brains out! "What do you want?" I teased. 

Lamar stepped in with me, totally naked. "I asked your husband if he wouldn't mind me using the shower. He said 'No problem.'" 

I grimaced at that, and turned to continue my shower, not sure what to expect next. It wasn't three seconds before Lamar had embraced me from behind, kissing my neck and shoulders. 

"Here, let me," he said, taking the bar of soap from my hands and rubbing it over my breasts and tummy, all the while continuing to kiss up and down my neck. 

"You didn't get enough?" I asked innocently.

"Mm, I just know I love your smokin' body, and I want you again," he answered. 

I turned around to face him, and he kissed me deeply. I wrapped my arms around him as we continued to stand there in the hot water, making out. He began to grope my soft breasts in his strong hands.

After what felt like heavenly minutes of passionate kissing, he finally slowly pulled his mouth away from mine and looked me deep in the eyes before kissing his way down to my crotch. He slid his fingers up and down my slit, and eventually found his way into my love hole, which was getting slippery all over again. He helped me lift my left leg over his muscular shoulder so he could more easily access my mound with his lips and tongue. I leaned my head back as he began to orally stimulate me again, and I breathed a sigh. This time, he wasted no time attacking my clit and labia ferociously. It was like he knew that it didn't take a woman long to get excited a second time. His tongue darted in and out of my hole, while one hand squeezed my buttocks and the other pressed its fingers at my anus. I had to push against the shower wall with one hand and grab the curtain rod with the other just so I didn't fall over in ecstasy! My head fell back forward, my eyes closed tightly as I increased my breathing. "Hm, haw!" I began to cry. 

Abruptly, Lamar stopped. He stood up, put his hands on my shoulders, and said, "Get me hard again." 

I knew what to do. I knelt in front of him and took his already-hardening tool into my mouth. It took only a minute or so before he was rock hard again. 

"That's enough," he said. Then he helped me stand back up, he turned me around, my back to the stream of hot water, and told me to bend over. I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it, too. I complied, placing my right leg up on the edge of the tub. I felt Lamar get closer, his pubic hairs tickling my ass cheeks. Then I felt the tip of his monster cock rub against my pussy lips until he found the entrance, and pushed himself into me. 

"Mm!" I cried briefly as the girth of his tool slid inside of me.

"Ah, that's it," Lamar whispered above the sound of the running water. "Yeah...I love your big, white ass!" he said a little louder this time. "I'm mo' fuck you again, honey!" he said, even louder. "You want me to fuck you som' good?" he asked rhetorically. 

"Ah," I answered. "Yeah, you love my black dick, don't you?" he said. "You want my black dick, don't you?" 

"Mm-hm!" I replied. 

"Yeah, I know you do," he said, continuing his slippery slide in and out of my wet body. 

My eyes closed, I could hear Lamar grunting through gritted teeth with each hard thrust. It just felt so good, having his love stick sliding in and out of my pussy! I wasn't sure I'd have another orgasm, but it still felt heavenly!

Abruptly, I felt Lamar pull out of me and flop his stiff manhood on my buttocks, his vocal sounds telling me he was cumming on my butt. 

"Does that feel better?" I asked sweetly. 

"Ah, you know it does!" he replied. 

Then I stood up and turned to face him, snuggling up to his muscular chest as he held me in his strong arms. 

"Mm, this was nice," I said, letting the shower water wash his seed off of me.

Eventually, Lamar stepped out of the shower and dried himself off, thanking me for a wonderful "ride." A couple minutes after he got out of the shower, I heard him thanking my husband and then I heard the hotel room door slam closed. I finished my shower and dried myself off in the bathroom.

Coming out of the bathroom, I saw my husband, lying on the bed watching a sexy movie, masturbating. I had never seen my husband do that before! Embarrassed, he immediately stopped and covered himself with a sheet. 

I smiled and said, "Oh, Honey, that's OK. Why don't you let me take care of that for you?" And I climbed into bed with him and we made passionate love. 

Afterward, as we cuddled, I told him I really did enjoy the evening, and that I'd be willing to do it again if he still was. He told me what an absolute turn-on it had been watching another man truly bring sexual pleasure to his wife. He felt no jealousy or animosity whatsoever. He said he couldn't wait until the next opportunity. 

"Neither can I," I thought.



She's Got Needs Ch. 02



Suzanne Baines

Journal Entry 2 - August 10

Well, it has been a little more than a month since I last had sex with a man who was not my husband. We had been in Las Vegas, celebrating our anniversary, when my husband convinced me to have sex with another man in his presence. That first man was Lamar, a large black man we had met in the casino in our hotel. It was a mind-blowing experience. It took me a little while to get over the feelings of guilt over the fact that I had enjoyed a casual encounter with another man. My husband really helped me get over these feelings, and it makes me love him ever more!

Tonight, I had my second encounter. This time it was with my husband's good friend Gill. Gill is a single guy who is my husband's age (about five years older than I). They met at work about four years ago, found some common interests, and have been good friends over the years. Gill has spent many evenings at our house, having dinner or spending the night when he needs to. Our kids are very fond of him.

Gill is not what most ladies would call an extremely "attractive man," at least not in the face. But he is tall, athletic, and slightly muscular—all things that have always gotten me "hot." I have sometimes fantasized about being with Gill, but I never told my husband about it. About a year ago, my husband expressed to me his concern that Gill was attracted to me, however. I reassured him that he had nothing to worry about (and he didn't—I really wasn't all that "attracted" to Gill).

Now that our lives have taken a slight turn in the sexual department, however, when my husband suggested I let Gill have sex with me, I began to get a little "more attracted" to the idea.

Gill is definitely what you would call a "good boy." He doesn't party, he hardly ever goes on dates. My husband told me he knew that Gill was not "experienced" sexually. One day when Gill had called my husband to ask if he could spend the night with us a few days later, my husband approached me with an idea.

"Hon, how would you like to have sex with Gill?" he asked out of the blue. 

"Gill? I don't know," I hesitated. "I mean, it's not like he's a stranger we'll never see again. That could be risky." 

"Well," he replied, "if by 'risky' you mean that he might want to have sex with you some more, so what? It might be fun!" 

"I don't know," I said doubtfully. 

Tom added, "Look, think about what fun it would be for an 'experienced,' married woman like you to show a single, dateless guy like him what sex is all about." That was a wicked thought, indeed!

I thought hard about it. Then I said, "What if it ruins our friendship with him? What if he says 'No'? That would really be embarrassing!"

"I can almost guarantee you, he won't refuse. Besides, I'll tell him beforehand that everything's cool and it's only casual—no true 'cheating' allowed." 

I gave it some more thought, with pictures of his hard body rubbing against mine, and finally said, "You ask him when I'm not around. I'd be too embarrassed if you asked him in front of me." 

"Deal," Tom said with a wink.

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Earlier today, while I was still at work, Tom called Gill to finalize plans and to ask him "the big question." Tom arranged for our kids to spend the night at his parents' house. Gill arrived at our house before I did, and he and Tom took our kids over to mys'. While Gill was getting into the car in the garage, Tom called me quickly to tell me that they were taking our kids over to my in-laws' house, and that he had asked Gill about our scheme, and Gill was very excited. Hearing that was a relief, and it also got me a little anxious about the night ahead. No more was I hesitant!

No one was home when I got home. I went upstairs and drew a nice hot bath to soak in. After dozing off for a few minutes, I sat up and began to clean my "nether-regions" well and trimmed my pubic hair nicely. 

As I was drying off, I heard the inside garage door open downstairs, and the voices of Tom and Gill laughing about something. I quickly finished drying off and put on some sexy panties and a white silk nightie. Then I touched up my makeup and hair, and made my way downstairs where the boys were sitting on the couch watching TV and eating some microwave dinners. 

As I was sill walking down the stairs, they could only see me from the upper chest and head. "Oh...hey, Babe," my husband said casually.

"Well, hello there," I said with a sly smile, coming around from the railing wall so they could see me completely.

Jaws dropped, which made me feel very special! I said, "You like?" as I spun and posed for them, giving them a 360 degree view.

My husband could not speak. Gill stared and said, "Oh...my...gosh. I want you!"

I giggled and flirted, "You do, huh? Well, here I am!"

He put his food on the coffee table and opened his arms toward me. I strutted over to him and took his hand. He pulled me down onto his lap and began to kiss me. It was a little awkward at first. I had known this guy as a friend of my husband's for four years, and now I was making out with him...in front of my husband! I broke from Gill's kisses for a moment to turn and look at my husband. He was still in awe! 

"What do you think?" I asked him as Gill began to grope my breasts. 

"I...I love you!" was all he could say. I just smiled and turned back to Gill, who was now tugging on the straps of my nightie. I slid them off of my shoulders, and Gill immediately slid my nightie down past my breasts.

"Oh, those are gorgeous," he commented as he touched them. 

Then he began to lick and nibble at them, making my nipples hard. I leaned down and kissed the top of his head as he did this. I was getting very horny at this point. I could "feel" that Gill was, as well! I stood to my feet and faced him, feeling the bulge in his pants with the palm of my hand. 

"Hm, what's this?" I asked rhetorically. 

"Why don't you open up the present and find out?" he said. 

I was a little taken aback at this "nice guy's" sudden sarcastic tone, but I figured it was the hormones speaking. I knelt down in front of him and slowly unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled the zipper down. He was wearing boxer shorts, to my relief, making my access to his hard tool easier. I opened his boxers' fly and pulled out his large manhood (again, larger than my husband's—which made me momentarily feel like perhaps my husband's "insecurity" in this area was justified, since all of the men I had fucked had larger penises than his). 

I stroked it slowly and gently as he leaned back in the couch, getting comfortable. Then I slid my mouth over his cock. It was so warm! Almost as soon as I began to lick and suck him, he tightened up and had a huge orgasm before I even had time to back away! His first spurt shot straight at my throat, making me gag a little. I had never had semen in my mouth before, and it tasted about as badly as I had imagined. I pulled away, and in the middle of me saying, "That was fast," another spurt hit me square on the forehead. I backed away as much as I could, but out of compassion I continued stroking him until he was spent. The gushing continued for about 30 seconds! My hands were almost covered with sticky goo! 

The shot on my forehead was now dripping down the side of my nose. Of course, I couldn't just wipe it away, as I had lots of cum all over my hands! 

"Honey, could you get us some tissues, please?" I asked my husband. 

He shot up from the couch and brought me a box. I took three, wiped my hands off, then took another one to wipe off my face. 

"Hwowww..." Gill groaned as I handed him a tissue to clean up his own penis. "That was awesome," he continued. 

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, fast as it was," I said as I put my straps back on my shoulders, a little disappointed.

"I'm sorry that was so fast. Can we do something a little different after I've had time to recover?" Gill asked. 

"Sure," I smiled as I stood up.

"I made you a dinner," Tom said. 

"Thanks, Honey," I replied.

I walked into the kitchen and brought my dinner into the living room, sitting between the men. A news channel was on. I suggested we change it. Tom gave me the remote, and I turned it to a music video channel. 80s Rock was on, and it was a sleazy song. Perfect, I thought, and I put down the remote and continued eating my dinner.

When we were all finished with dinner, Tom leaned over and began kissing me and rubbing my nightie. He kissed my cheek, then jaw, nibbled on my ears a little, then moved down to my neck. As he kissed and licked my neck, he began to rub my breasts. He paused to say, "I think I'm ready for a little oral action." 

"You are, are you?" I asked as I undid his pants and pulled his pencil-dick out. I leaned over to begin giving him a blowjob when I felt Gill suggest with his hands that I get on my knees on the couch. I did, continuing to suck my husband. I felt Gill lift my nightie over my butt, and he began to rub my silky panties and buttocks. 

"That's a beautiful sight," he said. I just laughed bashfully and continued working on my husband. I knew it would take Tom a little longer as we had just made love the night before.

Then I felt Gill pull my panties down. I realized my most private areas were now on full display before him, but considering what had just happened 15 minutes before, I really didn't care anymore. I knew I was clean and trim for any attention down there!

And attention I got! Gill started gently by rubbing my pussy lips and spreading them apart, clearly examining something he had rarely—or perhaps never—seen. He found the hole and put a finger in. Then he gently kissed my pussy. Before long, his face was planted hard on my crotch, vigorously eating me like there was no tomorrow! It felt heavenly, but he kept missing my clitoris. I stopped sucking my husband to point this out to him. It wasn't but three minutes later, I was in the throes of an incredible orgasm myself! It was spectacular!

"Was that good?" Gill asked as I recovered. 

"Mm-hm," I smiled, still catching my breath. "That was good," I added. "How was it for you?" I asked him. 

"It was better than I dreamed," he said. 

"Have you ever done that before?" I asked. After a moment, he admitted he hadn't. 

"Wow, you've never eaten a pussy?" my husband asked without tact. 

"Have you ever actually had sex before?" I probed innocently. He shook his head "No." 

I was very surprised, but also excited that I was going to take Gill's virginity—and he was older than I was! It was very sweet. 

"Cool!" said my husband. "You're in for a real treat!" he added. "Let's go upstairs," I suggested, leading the way as my husband turned off the TV.

As we walked up the stairs, my husband said to Gill, "I don't want my wife having your baby, so you're going to have to wear a condom. Deal?"

"No problem," Gill replied kindly.

I turned my head briefly as I walked up the stairs and saw that Gill was looking up my short nightie, admiring my butt. I smiled.

I got up to our bedroom first. I hopped onto the bed and laid myself down in the middle. Gill took off his shirt, jeans, and finally his boxers before sliding onto what is normally my side of the bed. I couldn't help but look at his long, dangling penis as he crawled onto the bed. 

My husband stripped and took his side of the bed. I was lying on my right side, facing Gill. He started to kiss me, and I returned his kisses and rested my left leg on top of his thigh. 

Gill reached around my butt and began rubbing and squeezing it as we kissed. Eventually, his fingers found their way to my anus, then lower to my wet pussy. I was getting very excited, and showed it with more passionate kisses.

Gill slid his fingers in and out of my love hole as we continued to kiss. Then I felt my husband's hands reach around my upper torso and began rubbing my breasts. It was an amazing experience!

"I want you," said Gill between kisses.

"You do?" I asked innocently.

"Yes!" exclaimed Gill.

"What do you want to do?" I smiled, looking deeply into his eyes.

"I want to BONE you!" he replied.

"Well, then, by all means," I responded. "Bone away!"

I rolled onto my back and spread my legs as Gill sat up.

Tom reached into his night stand and handed Gill a condom. "Do you know how to put these on?" he asked Gill.

"Actually...not really!" answered Gill, a little embarrassed.

"I'll help you," I answered.

I sat up and took the condom packet from Gill. I tore the packet open and removed the flat condom, then rolled it over Gill's hard dick.

I lay back down and spread my legs, smiling. Gill rolled over on top of me. He paused, then moved his dick all around my private area, trying to find the right spot. I swiveled my hips until we "found" each other.

"There you are!" I smiled.

"Ohhh," grunted Gill. "Oh my gosh," he continued as he slowly slid himself further inside me.

I giggled at his innocence, then closed my eyes and savored the sensation of his hefty cock pushing itself into me. I placed my hands on Gill's toned biceps and let him take a ride on me.

Gill finally got all the way inside me, then hesitated, then slid backward. Then back in, back out, in, out, until he found a good pace. I wrapped my legs around his back, occasionally opening my eyes to look at his face, staring straight through me! He was entranced! It turned me on even more!

"That's it," I coached him. "Does that feel good?" I asked.

"Oh ho ho ho, yeah!" he answered, still pumping in and out.

Silently, we made love for a couple more minutes until I felt Gill begin to tense. I knew he was close, so I began rocking my hips up and down in sync with his thrusts in and out. 

"Uhh!" he began to cry with each stroke.

"Hmm," I moaned as the intensity built momentum.

"Mm...mm...aaaaaahhhhh!" Gill cried as I felt the pulsing of his manhood inside of me. 

"Oh, that's it," I cooed. "Yeah...that's good," I continued as Gill came down from his climax.

Gill collapsed on top of me, exhausted. "Oh, that was so awesome!" he said loudly.

I gently caressed his back as he caught his breath. "Did you like that?" I asked.

"Oh my gosh," he answered. "That was better than I ever fantasized!"

I heard Tom say, "Man, you boned her good!"

I looked over at Tom and smiled, thankful that he was such a loving and understanding man. I reached over and touched his arm to let him know. He smiled back at me.

Gill withdrew from me and knelt upright, examining the condom. "Wow," he said. "So that's how that works, huh?"

"That's how it works," I echoed.

Gill got off the bed and carefully removed the condom. "What do I do with it now?" he asked.

"You drink it!" joked my husband.

"Yuck!" I reacted. "No, you can just wrap it in some toilet paper and toss it in the trash," I taught him.

As Gill walked to our bathroom, Tom rolled over towards me and began kissing me. "That was great," he said.

"You liked that?" I asked him sincerely.

"Yeah, that was fun," he answered.

"What about you?" I asked him. "Do you need me to help you out?" I said as I caressed his hardening dick.

"Sure," he smiled. "I thought you'd never ask!"

"Why don't you get on all fours," he suggested.

I complied just as Gill returned to the bedroom. I smiled at Gill as Tom knelt behind me, aiming his penis at my crotch.

"Wow," commented Gill. "This oughtta be good!"

Tom slid his pencil-dick inside of me. It still felt good, however, because he wasn't wearing a condom. I've always preferred skin-on-skin!

Gill lay down on the bed again as Tom began moving in and out of me. I still wasn't getting turned on to the point where I'd eventually climax, but it still felt nice. I just smiled at Gill as Tom did his thing.

It wasn't long before Tom was ready to explode. I buried my head next to Gill's body, pushing my butt higher into the air for Tom. Suddenly, he pulled out and splattered his semen all over my big ass cheeks. He wheezed with delight.

I got off the bed and jumped into the shower to quickly rinse the cum off my back.

When I got out, I heard Tom and Gill talking about how hot I was, and Gill spoke about how much more incredible sex felt than he had imagined. It was cute, and I smiled as I dried myself off.

I lay back down on the bed, the three of us exhausted. After about 30 minutes of talking, I got up and got under the covers, encouraging Gill to go to bed in our spare bedroom. He finally did, and the next thing I knew, I was fast asleep.

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Early the next morning, at dawn, I was lying on my side, "dead to the world," when I started feeling hands groping my butt under the covers. I slapped them, telling my husband to knock it off and let me sleep.

After snoozing some more, I felt the hands at my ass again! I rolled over to scowl at my husband, who knows better, only to look into the eyes of Gill!

"What are you doing?" I demanded.

"I just want some more," he smiled. "I slept terribly, and just spent the night thinking about having sex with you again."

"Where is Tom?" I asked.

"I don't know. I heard him leave a few minutes ago," Gill said.

I picked up the phone next to my bed and called Tom's cell phone.

When he answered, I said, "Where are you?"

"I told you a few days ago that I had to take Steve to the airport today," he answered.

I had forgotten! Steve was our brother who was flying across the country to visit some family there. 

"Which airport?" I asked him to remind me.

"LAX," he said. That was over an hour from our house! Besides that, he still had to pick up Steve, which was about 20 minutes out of his way.

"Well, when will you be home?" I asked.

"Sheesh, I dunno," he answered. "I was going to stop by the store to pick up some groceries before coming home. I'd say I'll be home in about three hours," he concluded.

"Three hours, huh?" I repeated, looking at Gill. I honestly did not like the idea of having sex with Gill without my husband's consent. But Tom knew Gill was still here! What did he expect, after last night?

"Well, OK," I sighed. "I'll see you when you get home...bye."

I hung up the phone and rolled over, with a half-sarcastic scowl on my face.

"He's going to be gone for a while," I said.

"That's great!" Gill said. "Please have sex with me again," he pleaded.

I thought about it, then gave in. 

"OK. But let me go to the bathroom and clean myself up a bit," I sighed.

I threw the sheets off of me and got those things done, then walked back to the bed without my nightgown or panties on.

"Wow," Gill said, admiring my full-figured body. "I really want that!"

"It's all yours," I said as I climbed back into bed.

Gill immediately began kissing me, and I kissed him back. He eventually kissed his way down my neck, then began nibbling on my left breast while kneading my right one. I closed my eyes and let myself get horny.

Gill, still being a little inexperienced, didn't take long to start fiddling with my pussy with his hand, eventually finding my moist tunnel with his fingers. As we alternated between kissing and him sucking my boobs, he continued sliding two of his fingers in and out of me. It was all getting very exciting quickly!

Finally, Gill stopped kissing my body and said, "I want to eat you!"

"Be my guest," I smiled as I spread my legs for him underneath the covers.

Gill threw the covers back off of me, exposing me in all my naked glory! He went straight for the slit, and began licking me all over down there. It felt very nice. I almost reminded him of the clitoris, but just as I was about to speak, he focused on it. I glanced down at his head, his face buried between my thighs. The sight was so sexy! I closed my eyes again and craned my neck back, settling in as I provided "breakfast in bed" for Gill.




She's Got Needs Ch. 02



After a few minutes, Gill began adding his fingers to his oral action. He seemed to plunge them deeper with each thrust as his tongue flicked and rubbed my clit. I was starting to breathe more heavily now, and I knew an orgasm was right around the corner. 

Just before climaxing, my body tensed, and then released as the gushing feeling overcame me. "Ohh, ohh, ohhhhhh!" I cried as I pushed Gill's face away from my sensitive labia.

"That was great," Gill said, taking the words right out of my mouth.

"I was just about to say the same thing," I breathed with a smile. "Now, go clean up your face," I instructed him.

Gill jumped out of bed as I rolled over to my husband's nightstand to retrieve another condom. To my horror, I saw that we were out! I ruffled around the drawer, thinking a "stray" one would certainly be found somewhere in there! Nothing.

"Uh, Gill," I started. "We can't continue this. We're out of condoms."

"No way!" Gill said, sincerely upset.

I gave a look of regret, finally saying, "I'm sorry...I didn't know!"

After a few moments, I said, "What if I just help you out by sucking you?" I've always hated blowjobs, but I had no problem with a sympathy blow! I really felt badly.

Gill sighed, "I guess."

"Come here," I said sweetly. Gill walked over to the edge of the bed, and I took his already-erect penis into my warm, watery mouth. 

"Ahhh," Gill breathed. "That feels so good!"

"Mm-HM!" I mumbled, my mouth full of his throbbing dick.

I slid my mouth back and forth, making it as wet as I could, all the while playing with his testicles.

Suddenly, Gill pushed me off of him, then pushed me back on the bed. "I'm going to screw you, but I promise I'll pull out in time!" he said, now looming over me.

"But Gill—" I began to protest.

"I promise!" Gill insisted, sliding his wet cock inside of me.

I closed my eyes and let him take me. I just felt so guilty for changing my mind!

He pounded my pussy like a jackhammer. After several moments of these thrusts, he pulled out of me and blew a huge load all over my tummy.

"Oh! Oh! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" he cried.

As he came down from his climax, I thanked him for keeping his promise. I reminded him that we were still "friends," and that Tom was the man that I loved. I made him think about what would happen to all of our lives if he had gotten me pregnant. He agreed, and apologized for his animalistic nature a few minutes earlier. 

I hugged him and told him it was alright, but that I was worried about the "cat being out of the bottle," so-to-speak.

"Now that you've had sex, it will be very hard to not do it again," I said. "But Gill, I think we should not do it any more, at least not without Tom here and with an ample supply of condoms!" We chuckled at that, and Gill agreed to those terms. 

"I'm really sorry," he said again.

"It's OK," I assured him. "I'm not mad."

I got up and took a shower as Gill got dressed and went downstairs. 

When I was all clean and dressed, I went downstairs. Gill was sitting on our couch, eating a bowl of cereal. He started acting as though I was his friend again, like we had not had sex. It was weird, but I really appreciated it!

Then, when Tom got home, Gill shocked me: he told Tom what had happened!

I looked at Tom in horror, fearing he would be upset at me for breaking our deal.

He paused, then smiled at Gill. "Listen," he said. "I know I didn't authorize that, but after what happened last night, I should have known that could happen. I don't want it to happen again, but I forgive you."

Tom hugged Gill, and all was well. Gill said "Goodbye" to us, and was on his way out the front door.

After Gill left, I told Tom that that was very dangerous what happened. I said that I couldn't realistically expect Gill to never want to have sex with me again, and so I made Tom promise me that he'd never leave me alone with Gill again. 

I also told Tom that I was "OK" with having sex with Gill again, but only in Tom's presence and only with a good supply of condoms. Tom agreed wholeheartedly, and apologized for putting me in the precarious situation.

I have no desire to have sex for a while into the future now. But I also know that I'll "get over this," and I hope that my next adventure will be more fulfilling!

-END-



She's Got Needs Ch. 03



JOURNAL ENTRY 3 - TOM BAINES

2/24/2008

Yesterday was an incredible, sexually-intense day for my wife and me. It had been several months since we last shared our bed with anyone--my friend Gill. That started off really exciting, but ended up a little weird. We decided after that that it was best we take some time to collect our thoughts on whether or not we wanted to continue with this lifestyle.

After a few months of laying low, I felt it was time to approach this idea again. The initial decision we had made to allow my wife to be intimate with other men--so long as I was around or gave prior permission--truly did help our own sex life. But it had been a few weeks since we had last made love, and I figured it was probably time to re-awaken my wife's passion.

I approached her about it the day before yesterday, in the morning as we were getting ready for work. I said, "So...what do you think about having another 'someone' join us in bed again?"

She hesitated, then answered, "I...I don't know. It was too weird with Gill last time."

"I know. I'm not thinking of Gill or anyone else that we know," I reassured her. "I do have a devious, nasty little plan, though," I added with a sly smile.

"Oh?" she smiled as she turned around to face me.

"Yeah," I smiled back. "I was driving by Home Depot the other morning and saw a bunch of pretty strong-looking guys waiting for work outside."

"You mean Day-Laborers? Those Mexican guys?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied a little sheepishly. "I had a vision of seeing a few of them having their way with you, and it got me excited."

Suzanne turned away. "I don't know...isn't that kind of risky? I mean, we don't know their background, we don't know the type of individuals they are. What if one of them decides to do something violent?"

"Hon, that's coming real close to stereotyping," I said.

"I don't mean it has anything to do with their race!" she retorted quickly. "I mean, these are real strangers! We know nothing about them!"

I reminded her that Lamar in Las Vegas was a complete stranger, and that turned out wonderfully.

"Yes, but it was one guy!" she answered. "Things could get out of hand pretty quickly with a group of strangers!"

I thought about it for a minute as I brushed my teeth. After spitting, I said, "Well, what if I keep the aluminum baseball bat by our bedside, just for safety? Would that make you feel better?"

Suzanne didn't answer. She was obviously not very excited by this idea, so I just decided to drop it and think of a different scenario not involving the day laborers.

Out of the blue, after several minutes, she said, "Why don't you let me think about it today? I'll send you an e-mail at work letting you know what I decide."

"Wow," I responded. "That sounds just fine. I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with or excited about."

Later that day, she e-mailed me. "I drove by Home Depot this morning. Some of those guys sure are built! They looked nice enough, too. I've decided I'd be willing to give it a try. Who knows? If this works out, maybe this can be a regular way to satisfy me! But how are you going to get them to our house? Love you."

I smiled as I finished reading. Now I was starting to get excited by this idea all over again! I gave her question some thought, and hit "Reply."

"Hi Hon," I typed. "Are you sure you're OK with this? If so, I'll leave early in the morning to go get a few of them. I'll use your van. That seats six, doesn't it? Love you too." Then I hit "Send."

A few minutes later, she replied with: "Yes, the van seats six, but I don't know if I need or want that many! Just pick up a couple. Sounds exciting! Do we have condoms? Love you."

On my way home, I stopped by the drug store and picked up some condoms.

Yesterday morning rolled around. I woke up at around 6:30. I told her I was leaving as I kissed her. That would give her about 20 minutes tops. She said she'd be ready.

I got a pretty serious boner as I got dressed, thinking about the exciting day ahead of us. 

I decided to stop by the bank first, to withdraw some money to actually pay these guys. I figured that even though they're going to enjoy themselves, they are losing a day's wages. 

As I drove to Home Depot, I thought about what I was going to say in order to get them into my van.

When I pulled in to the parking lot, there was another pickup in front of me, with guys loading up. There were plenty more workers, though. I actually took pity on the guys who were getting into the other pickup. I thought, "If they only knew what they were missing today!"

I hit the automatic door opener button and rolled down my window as several men approached the van. The first guy I could talk to was an older man, I figured to be in his 50s. 

"Whassup?" he said with a mild accent.

I said, "I need a couple guys to do some work in my bedroom."

Next thing I knew, I had five guys in the van! I thought about saying something to get three of them to leave, but I realized that was going to be very difficult to do! I just closed the van door and drove home.

On our way home, the man in his 50s, who introduced himself as Jerardo, asked me what kind of work needed to be done. I thought about giving him a false answer, but realized that would just confuse the issue when we got home. 

"Well...today you're in for a treat," I said loudly enough for all to hear. "I have a very sexy young wife who wants some men to have sex with today. Is this going to be a problem? We will pay you at the end of the day!"

It was pretty quiet, and I heard one person apparently translating what I had said to someone in the back.

Jerardo took a deep breath. "This is a very strange request, amigo," he said.

"I know. If it is a problem, I don't mind taking you or anyone else back to Home Depot," I announced.

No one said anything, so I just kept driving home. We pulled into the driveway just a few minutes later. It was 7:15 a.m.

We all went through the front door. I wondered if we would find my wife sitting naked on a couch or something sexy like that. But as I walked in, I could hear the bath running. I told the guys to sit tight for a minute and I'd be right back.

I ran upstairs to see how things were going. Suzanne was in the tub, washing herself and shaving her vagina. What a sight!

"Hi Hon, we're here!" I said. It startled her a little. 

"Where are they?" she asked.

"Downstairs," I answered.

"How many did you bring?" she asked.

I hesitated. "Five," I mumbled.

"FIVE??" she demanded. "That's three more than what I asked for, Tom!"

"I know, Hon," I started. "But they just piled in. I couldn't tell them to get out! Come on, it could be fun," I urged.

Suzanne just grimaced and continued shaving. "Did you tell them what they're here for?" she asked.

"Yes, they all know," I said. "I told them that if any of them wanted to go back, I'd take them. No one did."

After a few moments, she sighed, "Bring them up here in about ten minutes."

I looked at the clock. It was 7:20. 

"Okay," I said as I walked out of the room and downstairs.

When I got downstairs, the guys were standing around, not knowing exactly what they should be doing.

"Hi guys," I said with a smile. "She's getting ready. Her name is Suzanne," I said. "My name is Tom," and I began shaking everyone's hand. I shook Jerardo's first, and he didn't re-introduce himself. Then I shook the hand of a stocky guy. He said his name was Mauricio. The next guy, sort of on the lean side, introduced himself as Javier. He said the young kid next to him was his brother, Chico. As I shook Chico's hand, I said, "How old are you?"

"Sixteen," he said. 

I looked at Javier. "Is this going to be a problem?"

Javier laughed. "Nah, man! Chico is a real ladies' man!" Chico elbowed his brother and chuckled.

The last guy looked to be a bit rough around the edges. He was very muscular, and had a scar on his cheek and tattoos on his neck. He had a chain dangling from his belt loop and a bandana on his head. I shook his hand, and he introduced himself as Ramon. I asked him how he got the scar, and he looked at Javier.

Javier translated my question to him. Ramon was the one who didn't speak English. I wondered if that was going to be a problem. Ramon answered in Spanish, and Javier translated, telling me he got it in a prison fight in Tijuana. Now I REALLY wondered if we were going to have a problem! I nervously chuckled and looked at the clock. Five more minutes.

I could hear the water in the tub draining upstairs. I asked the guys if they wanted anything to drink. Javier translated for Ramon. No one wanted anything. The wait was awkward, to say the least. I could hear drawers opening and closing upstairs, so I figured Suzanne was trying to put on something sexy.

Finally, 7:30 rolled around. "Hon, you ready?" I yelled upstairs.

"Come on up," Suzanne yelled back down cheerfully.

I looked at the guys and said, "Let's go!"

We all hiked upstairs. My heart was racing as to what we were about to see and experience. As we walked into the bedroom, there was Suzanne, lying on the bed on her side, wearing a mauve satin chamise with white lace. Her rear end was peeking out the bottom, and I could see she was wearing matching satin panties that just "hinted" at going up the crack. I could smell her perfume in the room as well. Gorgeous!

The guys chuckled nervously as they began to take in the sight.

"Wow," Suzanne said. "What a big bunch we have here." She sat up to meet each of them.

She extended her hand to shake Javier's hand. "I'm Suzanne," she smiled. 

Javier took her hand and kissed it gently, saying "I'm Javier."

I introduced the rest to her, making a special note of Chico's teenage status and Ramon's lack of English skills.

"Nice to meet you guys," she said nervously. "So...my husband explained to you why you're here?"

"Yes," said Jerardo. "It is a strange job, but you are very beautiful," he added. 

"Why, thank you, Jerardo!" she blushed.

He leaned down to kiss her. The kiss became longer and more passionate. She dropped to the bed on her back and reached up to embrace him. Things began to move quickly!

Javier moved next, pulling her legs up onto the bed and spreading them. He laid between them, and began rubbing the crotch of her satin panties as Jerardo continued kissing her.

Chico moved to the other side of Suzanne, rubbing and groping at her breasts over the satin chamise, and kissing her left shoulder and chest. Suzanne responded by dropping her arm from embracing Jerardo and opening herself up to Chico, who was already trying to pull the spaghetti strap over her shoulder so he could expose her left breast. Meanwhile, Jerardo was still kissing her and also groping her right breast.

I looked back down to Javier's end, and he was pulling Suzanne's panties off. He pushed her left leg up and began to chow down on that freshly-shaven pussy, grunting as he dove in.

This was a lot of stimulation for Suzanne, and she pulled away from Jerardo's kiss so she could breathe. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open as her panting picked up pace. Chico and Jerardo helped pull the chamise over her head, and Suzanne was completely nude just four minutes after we had gotten upstairs!

Jerardo and Chico were now licking and sucking each of Suzanne's breasts, and Javier was still going to town on her crotch!

I looked over at Mauricio and Ramon, who were just fixated on the whole scene. Ramon then glanced at me, and immediately began to unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants. His dick was thick and long, just like Suzanne preferred! He climbed up on the bed and knelt on Suzanne's right side, causing Jerardo to move slightly lower as he continued his assault on her right breast. Ramon pointed his thick monster at Suzanne's mouth and she opened up and let him slide it in. It was a sight to behold! FOUR men sexually satisfying my wife at the same time--a record!

Poor Mauricio and I had nothing to do, so we just shrugged. Then Mauricio asked me if I had a camera. I hadn't gotten Suzanne's permission to take pictures, but I was getting extremely turned on by the scene! I ran downstairs and brought up the video camera. It needed no extra light, so I knew it wouldn't attract Suzanne's attention and get her agitated. That was the last thing I wanted!

Then I guess Mauricio couldn't stand it any longer. He stripped out of his clothes and tapped Javier on the back and asked him if he could take his place. Javier was happy to oblige. He got up and Mauricio laid on his stomach between Suzanne's legs, lapping up her now very wet sex box. Suzanne then had her first orgasm. It was intense! She had to stop sucking Ramon's cock so she could concentrate on the spasms occurring in her nether-regions.

Meanwhile, Javier had taken off all his clothes and began stroking his medium-sized dick.

Then Mauricio got up and let Jerardo, who had dropped his pants and put on a condom, take a taste of Suzanne's delectable pussy. Chico was still sucking on her left tit, and Mauricio went to take the right one. Jerardo moved up to face Suzanne, forcing Chico and Mauricio to step away, and in no time, the old veteran's prick was sliding into my wife--the first of the five to do so. He began kissing my wife as he rocked in and out. I zoomed in on their faces, then their groins, pressing together with each thrust. Jerardo kept the same pace for a good five minutes before he came with a loud grunt. Then he withdrew and got off the bed. 

Now Mauricio was on top of Suzanne. He had rolled on a condom and was now positioned to enter her. Ramon, meanwhile, was still insisting that he wanted his dick sucked. "Chupo," he kept saying. My wife actually knows a little Spanish, and she knew that meant "Suck it!" She tried to comply as best she could, while Mauricio was really humping her good! Mauricio had taken Suzanne's left leg and rested it on his shoulder for deeper penetration. This really seemed to melt Suzanne into a puddle of passion!

When Mauricio came, he let her leg down as he withdrew and got off the bed. Now Chico wanted a piece of the action. He immediately rolled a rubber onto his dick and was mounting Suzanne in no time. He spent about three minutes fucking her before he blew his young load.

Ramon could tell that Chico was finishing, and he immediately withdrew his large cock from Suzanne's mouth and began stretching a condom over his tool as Chico was cumming. When Chico withdrew, Ramon stepped over to take his place, pushing Javier aside who was also trying to get his turn. He said, "Rodillo encima," which Suzanne took to mean to roll over because that's what she did. She rolled over onto her tummy, with her bare ass exposed.

Then he said, "En sus rodillas," which Suzanne needed help translating. 

"What?" she asked.

Javier answered, "He says to get on your knees." She "stood" upright on her knees, obviously misunderstanding as Ramon pushed her face down to the pillows. Now she knew what he wanted as her rather full ass was now in the air. She instinctively spread her legs, giving everyone a beautiful view of her sweet, smooth cunt!

Ramon positioned himself between her legs, and slowly slid his manhood into her slippery slit. "Ssssss," Ramon sucked in as he moved deeper into her gash.

"Aaah!" breathed Suzanne.

Ramon kept sliding as deep as he could go, which actually was all the way in. But once he reached that point, I knew he had hit Suzanne's sweet spot as she let out a pleasurable cry.

Then Ramon slid back out, then back in, and picked up the pace with each thrust. Soon, he was really fucking her brains out, jiggling her large ass cheeks with each stroke. "Ah, mierda!" he cried out. "Vete a la mierda, que puta gringa!"

Everyone else was mesmerized by the scene as Ramon was on his own, and handling Suzanne like a pro! She was crying out in pleasure as he pounded away at her softness.

After what seemed like an eternity, and after Suzanne had already climaxed again, Ramon finally had what looked like a mind-blowing explosion. "Ah, si!" he breathed several times before finally withdrawing from her. The tip of his condom was pointing way out, indicating a very full reservoir! I was so relieved it didn't break!

Suzanne collapsed onto the bed and laid on her tummy, catching her breath. But it wasn't long before Javier moved in, and rolled her onto her right side. He had already put on a condom before Ramon pushed him away. Javier now lifted Suzanne's left leg and slid his medium dick into her exhausted womanhood. She just laid there and let him take care of himself inside her. I moved to her side and asked her if she was OK. She shook her head affirmatively. 

Now Javier was climaxing. It was 7:55.

Suzanne said, "I'm hungry. Let's have some breakfast." She got up and put on a robe.

We all went downstairs and I made some eggs and bacon and we watched some television.

At around 8:40, Chico said, "Can I please have some more of your hot wife?"

The other guys chuckled and a couple of them said, "Yeah, me too!"

I looked at Suzanne, who was clearly tired. But she answered, "Sure, we can have another round. Let's wait until 9:00, to give me more time to rest," she added. I couldn't believe this was happening!

When 9:00 came, Chico let us all know what time it was, which gave us another chuckle. Suzanne got up from the couch, let her robe fall to the floor so she was completely naked again, and straddled young Chico in the La-Z-Boy. He was still naked, but his dick had gone a little soft. Suzanne began kissing him, and then he went for her tits as he began licking and sucking them. His dick was getting hard again, and I noticed he didn't have a condom on.

I said, "Condom!" and ran upstairs to get a handful. I brought one down and handed it to Chico, who was still giving her breasts lots of attention. Suzanne sat back slightly and put the condom on him, and before we knew it, she was sliding herself onto his throbbing organ.

She moved up and down on him, and when she got a little tired she began rocking her hips back and forth while he was deep inside her. "Mmm," was the only sound she gave as she gazed into Chico's young eyes.

Soon, Chico's eyes were closed and his head rested against the back of the chair as he moved closer and closer to another orgasm. Then he came and Suzanne just smiled at her accomplishment. She got herself up off his lap and looked at the other guys. "Who's next?" she said.

Jerardo looked like he was done, and was just enjoying the show. So Mauricio got up and laid himself down on his back on the floor. I handed him a condom. Once it was on, Suzanne straddled him and began bouncing up and down on his prick. Her boobs bounced up and down with her. Mauricio noticed this and began groping them as she continued her action.

She got a little tired from this position, and she lowered herself down to Mauricio's chest. She slowed down and Mauricio then began pushing his hips up into her, continuing the lovemaking. With her butt now nearly motionless, Javier got up off the couch to give it some attention. 

Javier began tapping her butt cheeks to watch them jiggle, then he moved his face down to it and began licking her anus! This definitely got Suzanne's attention as she turned her head to see what was going on down there. But Mauricio would not let her get up or stop what was happening. He wanted to keep going, and Suzanne knew it was a bad time to stop. She said nothing, but I knew she didn't really like any attention on her asshole.

Soon, Ramon threw Javier a Sharpie marker. Javier knew exactly was Ramon was getting at, and so he pressed the smooth back end of the marker against her now slick anus. Still, Suzanne did or said nothing. Not that she had much time to anyway, because within a second Javier was sliding the marker into her butt.




She's Got Needs Ch. 03



"Okay, I'm not crazy about that!" she said, with Mauricio still fucking her. But Javier ignored her and kept sliding the marker in and out. Then he dropped the marker and slid a finger in, then two fingers. Suzanne said nothing more, and she seemed to be moving towards another orgasm.

Javier pulled his fingers out and gave her anus another few licks, and then positioned his dick at her back door. I almost warned her, but I was so curious to see if she would like it that before I could decide whether or not to say something, he was pushing it in.

"Ah!" she cried. "What is that?"

Mauricio just kept pumping her from below and Javier said, "Shhh!" He gripped her hips and began to move in and out. There it was, right before my very eyes: a man was anally fucking my wife! 

Javier came very quickly, and as he withdrew so did Suzanne and Mauricio. "Oh my gosh, that feels weird!" she said.

"'Good' weird?" I asked for clarification.

"I--I think so!" Suzanne said curiously, as if she didn't know how to feel about what had just happened. 

As Mauricio pulled out but while Suzanne was still on her knees, Ramon knelt before her and asked her to suck him again. As she complied, I couldn't resist the sight. I dropped my own pants and boxers, and slid my cock deep into her dripping pussy, doggy-style. As I fucked my wife, I kept glancing at the back of her head sliding back and forth with another man's cock in it, and then down at the beautiful ass taking my every thrust as I gripped her hips.

I went ahead and came inside her, being her husband and since it looked like we were going to wrap things up soon.

Once everyone had moved away from her, she collapsed onto the floor and lay there for several minutes.

Us guys talked about how great the experience was. They went upstairs one by one to get their clothes back on. Finally, once they were all back downstairs, Suzanne thanked each of them for a wonderful morning and excused herself upstairs. She winked at me as she walked past.

I paid the guys for their time and drove them back to Home Depot. Needless to say, they were all beaming when they got out of my van.



She's Got Needs Ch. 04



JOURNAL ENTRY 4

BY SUZANNE BAINES

Last night is still a blur, but it is a blissful blur.

A few of my Band students approached me about a month ago to ask me if I'd be interested in going with them to a Limp Bizkit concert. As a Band teacher, I am always trying to make what we are doing "relevant" to today's generation, and I frequently use rock music in my class whenever I can. As a result, the kids have gotten very comfortable talking with me about their favorite groups. Most of the groups I've never heard, but I always encourage the kids to analyze the music and appreciate excellent musicianship. Limp Bizkit was one of those bands I'd heard of, but never heard. I just knew they were hard rock. I asked the kids if I could invite my husband Tom, and they enthusiastically agreed. I checked my calendar and asked Tom if he were interested, and I was able to tell my students that we would go. We arranged for babysitting at mys' house, and our children were going to spend the night there so they wouldn't have to be picked up so late the night of the show.

A couple weeks ago, Tom's job scheduled him for a training seminar in Las Vegas. We live in Southern California, so that is about a five hour drive from where we live. The training seminar would put him out of town the weekend of the concert. I was so bummed! I decided not to go to the concert after all, but my students begged and pleaded with me not to cancel. As it turned out, I was their ride to the show and they really wanted to go. I asked Tom if he'd be OK with me going anyway, and he gave me his blessing.

So yesterday afternoon, I picked the kids up from school and took them over to mys'. I then went home to get ready for the concert, which was in L.A. Tom was just finishing loading his car as I pulled into the driveway. I spent a few minutes with him as he got ready to leave, telling him to drive safely and that I would miss him. I kissed him "goodbye" and told him I'd had a great time last night (we had made love). I waved as he pulled out of the driveway. Then I hurried in to freshen up and change clothes.

Because Tom and I had planned our love-making session last night, I had trimmed my pubic hair just the way he liked it. I admired at how sexy my shapely body looked in the full-length mirror as I stepped into the bath to clean up my "nether-regions" before getting dressed.

Once clean and dried off, I went to my dresser to decide what to wear. I don't know why, but I was still feeling "sexy" from last night with Tom. I opened my underwear drawer, and instead of picking out the cotton briefs I usually wore, I dug around for a sexier pair. I found a black g-string and thought, "Perfect!" My mind even wandered into the fact that I would be alone tonight, and maybe I could do a little "self-play" before going to sleep. I found a black bra and put it on, to match the "ensemble."

Then I put on a cute hot pink cotton top and some rather tight jeans. "What the hell?" I figured. "I'm going to a rock concert! I may as well fit in," I laughed to myself as I pulled the jeans over my hips. I then did my hair, applied a fresh layer of makeup and misted myself with my Happy perfume.

It wasn't long before it was 5:20 and I needed to leave by 5:30 to go pick up my students. I woofed a microwave corn dog down for dinner and headed out the door.

I was making two stops, with two students at each stop. Three were boys, and one was a girl. My first stop was for James and his girlfriend Tanya. Then we drove a few blocks away to pick up Luke and Eddie. By 5:50, we were on our way to L.A.!

James and Eddie are my real "rocker" boys. They are both Seniors this year. Eddie wore his frizzy blonde hair down to the middle of his back, and usually wore a rock t-shirt and black jeans with a chain to school every day. Tonight he was wearing a Metallica shirt with his jeans and chain. Luke is more clean-cut and dresses nice with button-up shirts and blue jeans. Both he and Tanya are Juniors.

Right after I got onto the freeway, Eddie handed me a CD to play. He said, "Here, Mrs. Baines. This is a CD of Limp Bizkit songs."

"Oh, good!" I replied with a chuckle. "I suppose I should try to learn some of the songs before the concert!" The students laughed in agreement.

The music was definitely harder than what I'm used to, and the lyrics were very sexual! I was a little surprised that the students would want me to not only hear this, but attend a concert like this! But with the mood I started out the evening in, it was getting me a little hornier and I was less-inclined to tell them to turn it off, which is what I usually do.

We got to the concert. Tanya and I immediately headed for the restrooms as the boys waited for us. Then we regrouped and found our seats. The opening band was already playing, and they didn't sound good to me at all! But as I watched the crowd with interest, I saw several "sexy"-looking girls. I also noticed several young men staring at me as they walked by. That made me blush a little, but it also helped me feel like I wasn't the "old" person here! Of course, in my late 20s, I wasn't really "old"!

During the Limp Bizkit portion, their sound system was much clearer and better, and I recognized a few songs from the CD Eddie had given me. The kids were having a great time, banging their heads and hooting and hollering throughout the show. 

The show lasted a couple of hours, and when the last chord faded, my ears were ringing. But I had enjoyed myself and was still feeling extremely horny by the end of the concert. I couldn't wait to get home and stuff my dildo inside me!

On the drive home, we continued listening to the Limp Bizkit CD, which didn't help my anxiousness to get home! But I knew I had to take all the kids to their houses first. 

After the hour-long drive, we finally got to our first stop: Tanya's house. We let her out and made sure she got into her house OK, then we began the cross-town drive to the other boys' houses, which were also closer to my own.

During the drive, Eddie asked, "So, what did you think of the concert, Mrs. Baines?"

I hesitated, then answered, "I thought it was good. Boy, they sure are sexual!"

The three boys all answered rather hungrily, "Yeah!"

"Well, what do you think about that?" I asked them.

"What do you mean?" asked Luke.

"Yeah," added James. "I mean, that's just the stuff that runs through our veins!"

I smiled, a little embarrassed at the obviousness of his answer.

"Yes, I'm sure that's true. But does it MAKE you feel that way, or does it just feed into what you're already feeling?" I asked, truly curious.

There was an awkward silence. "Well," Eddie finally answered, "I don't know. All I know is, I'm feeling it right now!" The other boys laughed.

I was a little shocked at how brazen they were being about their feelings, but it didn't help that I was tired and horny as hell. What came out of my mouth next surprised even me!

"How would you boys like to stop by my house first, for some snacks?"

Again, there was an awkward silence. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, wondering if I had just crossed the line.

Almost in unison, the three boys said, "Sure!"

I thought to myself, "Now what have I gotten myself into?" But I had had sex with five day-laborers a few weeks ago, which was a thrill. So I knew I could handle three teenage boys!

We got to my house at around 1:30 a.m. I was feeling very tired, but the excitement at what could come a little later made me want to stay up. I handed Eddie his CD as I turned off the van.

As the boys piled out of my car, James said, "You sure look nice tonight, by the way."

Slightly blushing, I said, "Thank you, James."

We got into the house and the boys collapsed onto my couch and La-Z Boy recliner. I said, "Well, what would you boys like to snack on?" as I opened my refrigerator.

After some collective snickering among the boys, Eddie said, "Some pink taco would be nice!"

"What?" I asked, truly not understanding.

"You know," Eddie answered. "PINK 'taco'?" 

I had to think about what on earth he was getting at, and then it hit me. I realized I was going to have to start thinking like a teenage boy tonight, which would include locker room banter.

I closed the refrigerator and smiled as I sauntered over to them. "Oh, you want some pink taco, do you? Well, I make that upstairs. If you want some of the juiciest pink taco you've ever tasted, then follow me." And I swayed my bulbous ass as I took each step up the stairs. The boys were hot on my tail!

We got to my bedroom and I told the boys to get on the bed. I asked Eddie if he still had his CD on him. He did. I put it into my stereo and turned it up loud enough to be raucous, but not loud enough to wake up the neighbors.

As the opening riff to "Eat You Alive" came on, I turned and grinned at the boys as I started to sway my hips and pull my top off. The boys started whistling and saying, "Alright!" "Take it off, baby!"

I then unbuttoned my jeans, pulled the zipper down, and then turned away from them as I slightly bent over and pulled the jeans down over my butt. 

I think it was Eddie that said, "Wow, look at that ass, boys!" and he moved his head down to the bottom end of the bed for a closer look.

"Yeah! A g-string!" said James excitedly. "Wow, Mrs. Baines! I never would have imagined this would be happening!"

"Oh, it hasn't happened yet, Jimmy!" I smiled in response.

Then I crawled up onto the bed and headed towards Luke, who was just laying there smiling with a bulge in his crotch. I rubbed it and said, "May I open this package?"

"By all means," he said quickly.

I began to unbutton his shirt, kissing his chest as I did each button. When I unbuttoned the last shirt button, I unbuckled his belt and popped the jeans open. I looked up at him as I slowly slid the zipper down and opened the fly completely, exposing the head of his penis protruding out of his boxer shorts.

"Mmm, this looks like a very warm hot dog! May I taste it?" I asked lustily. It was ridiculous vocabulary, but I knew it was the way teenage boys talked and would really turn them on.

"P-please," he said.

As I lowered my mouth onto his throbbing manhood, I felt hands pulling my panties down. I realized my ass was still in the air and it must have been too hard for someone back there to resist.

I felt gentle kisses on my butt cheeks, gradually making their way towards the center. Excitement grew in me as I knew what was about to happen. Then I felt the first warm licks from a tongue and lips on my still-smooth pussy.

"Ohhh," I cooed, briefly pausing from the blowjob I was giving Luke. "Who is that?" I asked as I turned my head to see if I could tell. I could only see James standing off to the side, taking his pants off. So I deduced that it was Eddie who was eating me. I then realized the irony of the moment: here was Eddie going down on me, just as Limp Bizkit was saying, "I'd eat you alive!" It just made me all the more hot for sex!

"Good job, Eddie!" I encouraged. "How is it?"

"Heavenly," he said muffled, too busy to actually remove his face from my crotch! I then continued my work on Luke.

Pretty soon, Luke asked me to stop. Eddie stopped eating me, too, so I sat up on my knees and removed my bra, now totally naked.

"Wow, nice tits," said James as he began to fondle them.

"Well, thank you!" I gushed. "What's next?"

"I gotta taste that pussy," said Luke. "Why don't we 69?"

"OK," I answered, as I changed positions with my ass pointing to the headboard and Luke sliding underneath me, his cock now back in front of my face.

He immediately began chowing down, so I reciprocated as Eddie began taking off his clothes. Pretty soon, James was standing in front of me, waving his dick at me.

I stopped sucking on Luke briefly to give James a turn, while Luke continued licking, sucking, and shaking his head in my crotch. It felt so good, and I could tell I was getting ready to climax.

Then Eddie shoved James aside and said, "Give this one a try, Mrs. Baines!" My eyes must have widened at the sight of his cock. It was a biggie, the biggest of the three by far!

"Yeah, that's right," he said. "I got the real satisfier, here!"

I opened my mouth and let him slide it in and out, moving ever closer to cumming from Luke's oral attention.

I had to back my head away from Eddie and close my eyes as I lost control, taking big, sharp breaths. "Ah! Uhh! Oh, Luke, yes!" I encouraged.

Luke stopped eating me and patted my butt. "That was delicious, baby!"

I sat up and let him get up. Then I laid on my back, catching my breath as James climbed on top of me and began massaging and licking my breasts. Before long, he was kissing his way down my belly, to my pussy.

"Go easy, honey," I instructed. "I'm really sensitive down there right now."

"I know," James said. "I just want a taste of that taco myself."

I giggled a little, and true to his word, James was very gentle and slow as he moved his tongue around my labia and into my already-wet hole.

Then he came back up to me and began to take me missionary style. I said, "James, I cannot get pregnant. I need you all to put on condoms, which are right there in my husband's night stand.

Eddie was already opening the nightstand as the last words left my lips, and he handed James and Luke one each. James put his on, and then slid back inside of me.

It felt so good to have a dick now satisfying my insides. I asked, "How does that feel?" 

"Ah, it's awesome," James said as he slid in again.

I eventually had my legs up in the air as he pumped his way in and out of me more fiercely. I looked into his eyes as his were beginning to glaze over in ecstacy. Pretty soon, he was cumming. "Oh--oh--oh......Aaaaaaaaaaah!" he finally grunted as his condom filled with hot liquid.

James withdrew from me and Luke walked over, apparently next. He asked me to get on all fours so he could take me "doggy-style." I complied.

"Man, you have a very full, sexy ass, Mrs. Baines," he said as he positioned his cock between my legs. He slipped in like a pro, and took no time at all to begin screwing me. It felt so good, and I began to moan with pleasure with each of his strokes. I was getting really close to having a second orgasm when Luke had his. 

He stopped and prepared to withdraw and I begged him, "Can't you go a little longer?"

He pumped a few more times and I could tell it just wasn't there for him now. "Sorry," he said as he pulled out.

"Don't you worry about a thing, Mrs. Baines," said Eddie. "Steady-Eddie will get it done for you, and then some!"

He pulled me down onto my tummy and let me legs dangle over the side of the bed. Then he put my right leg up onto the bed, opening me wide.

"Take a look at that, boys," Eddie said. "Did you ever think you would see your Band teacher opening herself up like a slut to you?"

"OK," I said a little disapprovingly. "Let's not ruin the moment."

"Hey, all you need to know is that in a few minutes, you're going to be begging me for more," he said cockily.

I didn't respond, but instead could feel his cock pushing against my pussy lips. He slowly pushed it in, and I cried out as he did, not so much in pain (although there was a little), but more in amazement of his endowment and knowledge of how to use it.

"That's it, teacher," he goaded. "Take it. Take all of this rock-hard cock!" he said as he continued sliding it in, deeper and deeper until it reached the end, which I have learned since my encounter with my ex-Principal is my g-spot. [See "I Got Needs" in Interracial]

When Eddie began to pick up the pace, we were truly "fucking," as Tom would call it, whereby I was being pleasured by near-rough sex with a large penis.

I was gripping the bed spread and closing my eyes tightly, crying out in continued pleasure as I started to orgasm. But Eddie didn't let up. He just kept pounding away.

So I started to encourage him. "Come on, baby! Yeah! Give it to me! Give me that big, young cock of yours!" I was clenching my teeth and enjoying every moment. I could feel Eddie's sweat begin to drip onto my butt and back, and he began to grunt with each thrust.

"That's right, bitch," he said. "You take my cock. You take it. Let me hear you moan!"

Well, I had already climaxed and didn't really need to, but I was having fun and wanted him to have a good orgasm, so I complied, moaning very innocently and feminine now instead of the gritted-teeth rough stuff.

"Oh, yeah, that's it!" he said. "That's what I like to hear!" And he continued grunting and pumping.

After a FEW MORE MINUTES of this (yes, you read that right), he finally--in one motion--pulled out, pulled off his condom, and spurted his man-juice all over my butt. And it kept on coming! 

The other boys just reacted in amazement. "Whoa, man! Look at all that cum!" Then they moved over and began stroking their cocks over me. Eddie moved out of the way and James re-entered me, still lying on my tummy with my right leg propped up on the bed and my left foot on the floor. He pulled out and climaxed on my butt as well. Then Luke came over and did the same thing! I could feel their cum rolling down my ass and legs and onto the floor. I felt so used, satisfied, and exhausted all at the same time!

After we had all rested, the boys got some wet wipes and helped clean me off. We had tall glasses of ice water, got dressed, and piled back into my van for rides home.

I got back home at about 3:30 a.m., practically tore off my clothes, and crashed onto my bed, falling deep into sleep.

When I woke up this morning, I realized I hadn't had Tom's consent. I'll tell him when he gets home and will let him read this entry. I know he'll get turned on and we'll end up boning!

This new lifestyle has really helped us in that department, and I'm so glad we decided to give it a try.