Part 2

    Just as I felt Dave's fingers brush against my pubic hair, Jack leaned
 down and kissed my nipple, tickling it with his tongue. As I jumped in
 surprise my movement pressed my pussy against Dave's hand. He cupped it and
 gave it a gentle squeeze, making me moan. I heard Brian laugh from behind the
 wheel and ask what was happening.

     "Well, Mrs. Hopkins is just showing us what she would do if she were
 dating again," said Dave, gently massaging my outer lips. As he rubbed his
 hand up and down the length of my pussy mound he began pressing a finger
 against my already wet slit. "She's all wet and ready for fun. You look
 beautiful too. Those stuffy old farts who were afraid to touch you will never
 know what they missed. I'll bet you would have drained them dry, wouldn't
 you?"

     I giggled. "I'm not sure about that, but thank you." It was hard to gather
 my thoughts, with one guy sucking and kissing my boob and another trying to
 insert a finger into me as a third one watched. Right at that moment, I felt
 like the most popular and desirable girl in the world.

     Dave's finger was pressing insistently at my pussy lips and it wasn't long
 before they peeled slowly apart. I was so wet by this time that he encountered
 little resistance as he slid his finger inside me. "God damn, this lady is
 boiling!" he exclaimed. "I'll bet you keep your husband pretty happy with this
 little toy. Are you sure he's the only one who's ever touched your pussy?"

     "He is. He, and now you, are the only men who have ever played around down
 there like that," I answered. I tried to muster some willpower. "Maybe you
 should stop. I think he might be mad if he saw what you were doing."

     "Oh, no. I think he'd be pleased," said Brian, looking into my eyes in the
 mirror. "Guys want everyone to think their wives are attractive and sexy. He
 would be thrilled that we enjoy looking at your beautiful breasts and that
 lovely little pussy of yours. I'm sure he would consider it a compliment."

     Bob nodded as he gave me the flask again. I took a nervous gulp. I was so
 confused. I was pretty sure my husband would not think it was a compliment,
 but these guys certainly knew what other men liked and I was in no shape to
 argue, so how could I say they were wrong? They seemed to have my best
 interests in mind, and I was enjoying all the attention they were showering on
 me.

     Dave started rubbing my clit and I felt it thicken under his manipulation.
 By now my pussy was very hot and wet and I was finding it increasingly
 difficult to follow what was being said. I remember hearing Bob tell Brian to
 stop the car. I felt the car come to a halt, then Brian turned and looked at
 me, sitting back with my legs wide open and my tits hanging out while being
 sucked and fingered by two young men.

     I looked around. We were parked in a corner of a large parking lot, not
 far from a light pole. I could see a shopping plaza. Most of the stores were
 closed and the lot was nearly deserted. At least no one else was likely to see
 me. Brian said something to Bob that I couldn't catch, who got out and went
 into a convenience store. When he came back to the car he showed me a small
 disposable camera, the kind with a built in flash.

     "We would all like to remember how nice and sexy you look," he said.
 Before I could make any protest, he snapped several pictures of me as the boys
 played with me. Well, as long as no one else saw the pictures I guessed it
 would be all right.

     "Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to get fucked by another
 man?" asked Bob as Dave stroked and pinched my excited clit. I groaned and
 shook my head. "You've never wondered how a different cock would feel, sliding
 into your nice hot pussy?" Again I shook my head. "Have you ever even seen
 another cock?"

     "No," I answered. Suddenly I was ashamed of my limited experience.

     "Would you like to see another one? Another cock, that is. After all, it's
 only fair. We've seen those nice big tits and that hairy pussy of yours. Would
 you like to see us naked? No one will ever know."

     Blushing, I said that I would. As Jack and Dave let go of me I felt a pang
 of disappointment, but they returned to playing with me as soon as their pants
 were down. The guys quickly pulled down their pants and underwear, proudly
 displaying their already stiff members. 

     I never realized until then how different men's penises could be. None of
 them looked exactly like my husband's. One was curved, one was straight, one
 looked almost purple and Jack's penis was at least two inches longer than my
 husband's. I never knew they came in different sizes, either. I was
 mesmerized.

     "What do you think?" asked Brian. I gulped. "Go ahead and touch one if you
 want. We don't mind."

     I reached out and touched Bob's cock. He smiled at me, so I wrapped my
 fingers around it. It felt hot to my touch. Slowly, I slid my fingers up and
 down it, enjoying the feel of the rock hard shaft and the spongy head. Dave
 resumed stroking his finger in and out of my pussy while he rubbed my clit
 with his thumb. Groaning, I reached for each hard cock in turn, giving it a
 few strokes and marveling at how different they felt. I ended up with my hand
 on Jack's big cock. It felt satisfyingly thick in my hand.

     Bob handed me the flask again. "You know, Mrs. Hopkins, you look very sexy
 right now. I think your husband would be very proud of you tonight. Did you
 know there were cocks as big as Jack's?" I shook my head. "Now that you've
 seen it, don't you wonder what it would feel like inside that nice hot pussy
 of yours?" He snapped a picture of my hand, wrapped around Jack's cock.

     I tried to clear my head. "Yes...but I'm sure that would be wrong. I can't
 do that."

     "Oh, you're right, Mrs. Hopkins. It probably would be wrong if he were to
 fuck you. But, if you asked, maybe he would just put it in so you can get an
 idea how it feels. It won't really be fucking, so there shouldn't be any harm
 in it."

     I hesitated. It would be nice to see what it felt like. Would it feel
 different than my husband's? I sighed. I wanted to know.

     "All right. You can put it in. No fucking."

     "Absolutely," agreed Jack.

     Dave pulled his hand from my slit and laid my head down in his lap, then
 began rubbing my nipples. Jack pushed one stocking clad leg up over the rear
 seat and the other up into Brian's lap. Brian immediately began rubbing and
 massaging my calf. I looked down as Jack knelt between my legs. Through the
 hair I could see my pussy lips, parted slightly and gleaming with wetness.
 Jack paused, his cock just inches away from my pussy.

     Jack grasped the shaft of his cock and leaned toward me. I saw the thick
 head push into my pubic hair, then felt it graze the lips of my pussy. He
 rubbed it up and down my slit, getting me ready. With a gentle push I saw the
 head disappear and felt my pussy lips parting as his big cock entered me. It
 felt so good I moaned my pleasure, causing all the boys to chuckle. Jack
 pulled his cock back, rubbed it around my opening again and pushed it back
 inside, this time sliding in several inches along with the head. Again I
 moaned; it felt great. He eased out and pushed in several times, each time
 deeper and deeper. Finally I felt his pelvis press against me and I knew he
 was all the way in.

     "Well, how does it feel?" he asked.

     "Fuller than my husband's does. It feels nice," I answered dreamily. "I
 never knew how different it would feel."

     "Let me ask you a question," said Jack. "Which do you like better?
 This...?" he fucked in and out slowly, each time pushing deep inside me. "Or
 this?" Now he started fucking me rapidly, banging hard into my crotch.

     "I like both. It's in so deep, I feel all stretched out. I think I like
 the fast one better, though," I answered, completely forgetting he had
 promised not to fuck me.

     "That does feel pretty good, doesn't it?" he said as he continued rapidly
 thrusting his cock in and out.

     I heard Bob snap off several more pictures of me as Jack gave me a hard
 fuck. Jack's body was banging into my clit and I could feel his balls slapping
 against my ass with each stroke. He continued pounding his thick cock into me
 I began pushing up against his thrusts.

     Dave shifted my head on his lap. When I felt his cock touch my lips I
 automatically kissed it. He pressed it harder against my lips and I opened my
 mouth, allowing him to slid his cock into my mouth. It tasted delicious as I
 licked the head and tasted his salty pre-cum. Feeling delightfully wicked, I
 started sucking on it. I wanted these guys to think I was as sexy and fun as
 the younger girls they'd been talking about. As Jack kept up his rapid fucking
 of my overheated pussy I began giving Dave the best blowjob I could, working
 my tongue along the underside  while moving my lips back and forth along his
 hot cock.

     "How is she, boys?" asked Brian.

     "Oh, man, this is one hot broad," answered Jack. "Her pussy is wrapped
 around my dick like a warm glove. This lady likes to fuck."

     "She's not a bad cock sucker, either," added Dave. "Come on, Mrs. Hopkins.
 Suck my cock. Wouldn't you like a nice creamy load to swallow?"

     I nodded and  sucked hard on his cock and heard him groan in pleasure.
 Pleased that he liked what I was doing, I redoubled my efforts. I twirled my
 tongue around and tickled the underside of his rock-hard dick as he encouraged
 me to swallow it all. I wanted to make him happy so I pushed my lips as far
 down his cock as I could, coming closer to the base with each thrust.  I knew
 that I was doing a good job as I felt him stiffen and push his cock deep into
 my mouth. I felt Dave spasm, then flood my mouth with his jism. Gulping, I
 felt his thick cum slide down my throat and into my stomach as he continued to
 pump more cum into my eager mouth. I had never swallowed my husband's cum
 before, but I was so horny I cleaned up every drop of Dave's as it shot into
 my mouth.

     "That's a good girl; suck me dry. That was a nice blowjob. You really like
 eating cum, don't you?" he asked. Giggling, I nodded.

     Jack's fucking now had me almost ready to cum myself. I felt myself
 getting closer and closer, rising toward a peak. I was almost there when I
 felt him jerk and pump his load deep into my pussy. I groaned in frustration
 at how close I had been to cumming. He pulled out and asked me if I wanted an
 orgasm. I nodded eagerly, so he got out of the car and Brian took his place.
 Without any preliminaries Brian just slid his cock into my cum-soaked pussy
 and started fucking me.

     Brian's technique was very different from Jack's. He alternated several
 hard thrusts with several gentle ones, as well as pausing for long moments
 with his cock nestled deep within me. Every time I got close to cumming he
 sensed it and paused and soon I was begging him to let me cum. He just
 chuckled and kept up his maddeningly erratic style. I almost started crying
 when I felt him add his cum to the load Jack had already deposited inside me.
 My poor hot pussy felt empty when he withdrew. Inquiringly, I looked over at
 Bob.

     "What's the matter, Mrs. Hopkins?"

     I paused for a long moment, not wanting to say it out loud. Finally I
 asked him, "Aren't you going to...you know...?"

     "Aren't I going to what?" Bob was not making this simple for me. He knew
 what I wanted.

     "Aren't you going to make love to me?"

     "Make love? Nobody has made love to you yet. Say what really happened. Say
 what you want, and ask me nicely," he grinned at me from the front seat.

     "All right. They fucked me, but I didn't have an orgasm. Will you please
 fuck me?" I lay there, almost naked in the back seat of a car, with my legs
 spread and cum trickling down my crack. All I wanted was to have someone slide
 his dick into me and fuck me until I came. I did not care who did it.

     "Well, since you asked so politely, I'll be glad to fuck you, Mrs.
 Hopkins. But what if seeing it makes the other guys horny again? Will you fuck
 them again too?" Bob asked.

     I nodded desperately. Bob turned me so I was facing the front of the car,
 with my ass on the edge of the rear seat. He eased through between the seats
 and lifted my legs up onto his shoulders. I felt his cock push into my pussy
 and he started up a nice rhythm that soon had me boiling again. I was a little
 uncomfortable as he pressed my neck back against the seat but his pounding
 dick soon made me forget that discomfort. Jack and Brian got on either side of
 me and started sucking and playing with my tits. I was in heaven.

     When I finally came, I came the hardest I ever have. I closed my eyes and
 felt like I was flying through the middle of an explosion. I screamed and
 started bucking my ass, almost throwing Bob off me, but he managed to keep
 fucking me. When I finally came back to reality he was still pounding into me.
 He finally stiffened and shot his load, then pulled his cock out of me.

     Brian immediately twisted me toward him and slipped his cock into me. As
 he started fucking me for the second time I hooked my legs behind his ass,
 pulling him into my pussy as far as I could. I was so hot I began having a
 small series of miniature orgasms. I started bucking and jumping like a
 madwoman. The boys told me I was the hottest woman they had fucked in a long
 time, making me feel proud.

     One after another they all fucked me again. Bob and Brian even had me give
 them a blowjob and I tasted my own dried juices on their cocks, a definite
 first. By then I eagerly sucked their cocks as deep into my throat as I could,
 swallowing every drop of cum as it spurted out at me. I was too gone to care
 how many times I got fucked or who I was sucking off.

     When they finally finished I could feel my pussy throbbing from its
 workout. It felt full and well fucked. I looked down at my crotch and I could
 see my puffy lips, red even in the dim light. My nipples were sore from being
 sucked and chewed and even my tongue was tired. All I wanted was to go to
 sleep.

     We all got out of the car to straighten out our clothing. My stockings
 were all laddered and torn and my dress was wadded around my waist, but I
 tried to make myself as presentable as I could. I stuffed my boobs back in and
 smoothed my skirt down as best I could. My pussy felt so swollen I was sure my
 cunt lips had to be dangling down below my skirt, but I knew that was not
 possible. I took some satisfaction in the fact that the boys looked similarly
 worn out.

     Jack walked up to me and pulled my top back down. "You look much better
 like this. I like seeing those big tits and fat nipples of yours," he
 explained. I protested but left them out.

     After we all got back into the car, Brian started driving again. We soon
 arrived at the beer store and we all got out and walked to the entrance.
 Several youths were lingering near the entrance. When they saw us they started
 shouting and laughing at me.

     I knew I probably looked bad after my gang fuck but I had thought I could
 pass acceptably in public. I could not figure out why they were laughing at
 me. Puzzled, I asked what they were laughing at.

     "Maybe they like your tits," Jack chuckled.

     I suddenly realized the top of my dress was still down and everyone could
 see my tits hanging out. I turned scarlet. I turned around and pulled it back
 up but they kept on jeering me. Mustering as much dignity as I could, I
 entered the store, ignoring their catcalls.

     I was glad we were in a store where I did not shop. I was sure the clerk
 could tell I had just been fucked long and hard by the guys I was with. As
 quickly as possible I signed the credit slip and returned to the car. The boys
 soon returned with the beer and we started back.

     As soon as we pulled out Dave eased my top down again and started sucking
 on my tits. I made no protest as he also worked a hand under my dress and
 began stroking my pussy. I fell asleep with him playing with my tits and pussy
 and did not awaken until he gently shook me as we turned into Sheila's street.

     I put myself back together yet again and made my way inside, with Bob
 helping me. Tracy met us at the door.

     "Well, you might as well put her in bed. She's not going to be much good
 now," she said as she looked me over.

     Jack chuckled. "She has a right to be tired. She's had a really big
 workout. Once we got her started, she turned out to be a pretty hot fuck. She
 satisfied all of us."

     As they eased me into bed, I heard her tell Jack, "Remember, this is a one-time thing. 
 You promised you'd leave her alone after this."

     The last thing I heard was Jack's reply. 

     "Absolutely. This was a one-time thing..." 
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