****** Gwen's Humiliation ******
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Gwen's Humiliation


When I was 18 I was 5'7" and weighed 190 pounds. Although I was often told what
a pretty face I had, I got no attention from men due to my weight. I was a
national merit scholar, and entered an Ivy League school where I majored in
chemistry. During my first year there I was thrilled to be asked out by Neil, a
graduate assistant.

Neil was brilliant, but, like me, he was fat and soft. He was fifty pounds
overweight, but I fell in (what I thought was) love with him, and we married in
my junior year. By then I weighed two hundred pounds and I was happy to have a
husband, thinking that no man would ever want me. Our sex life was dismal. The
sight of Neil undressed, with his small cock, large breasts, and huge stomach,
repulsed me, and I was ashamed of my body.

After two years of marriage we rarely had sex, and when we did it was always
with the lights out, and rarely lasted more than the two to five minutes it
took Neil to reach a climax.

After graduation I took a job as a chemical engineer. The firm was large, and
had an in-house fitness center and a full time trainer. One of the women I had
befriended talked me into going to the center, and the trainer set me up with a
diet and a weight and aerobics routine. I had always thought I was doomed to be
fat and had never really exercised, and the results were amazing. After a year
I lost sixty-five pounds, and my fat shapeless body was transformed. Men began
to notice me, and Neil stopped even trying to have sex with me. I think he was
embarrassed to be around me, and was intimidated by my new body. I began to
think about divorce, but I had been raised in a religious home, and marriage,
even a bad marriage, was supposed to be forever.

I received a promotion in my second year, and was sent to a convention at a
small midwestern university for a weekend. It was a training seminar for new
management, and was attended by over 200 people. Neil stayed home. On Saturday
night, after the training was over, the company held a cocktail party. I wore a
tight tee shirt and tight jeans, something I never would have worn at home, and
spent a half hour applying make up. I had heard stories about what happened at
these conventions, and thought about what it would be like to cheat on Neil. He
was still the only man I had ever been with, and as I admired my new body in
the mirror, I fantasized about picking up some young stud.

I was never much of a drinker, and was very shy, and when I hit the party I
began drinking captain's and cokes, and chatting with some of the women I'd met
at the convention. After the third drink I was getting drunk, and struck up a
conversation with Mike, who was from an office out west. It was his second year
with the company as well. He was 6'3", with broad shoulders and a nice ass,
with dark hair and dark eyes. He's played football in college, and had the
natural confidence of an athlete. After a few drinks I was bombed, and found
myself running my fingers over his arm.. He introduced me to his friend Billy,
a huge black man, who had played football with him. Billy was huge, at least
6'4" and must have weighed 320 pounds. He and Mike were sharing a room. Other
than saying hello I didn't talk to Billy much, and I soon found myself out on
the dance floor with Mike.

After a few fast numbers they put on a slow song. I was going to leave and sit
down, but Mike smiled and put his arms out, and I joined him in a slow dance.
He began massaging my back as we danced, and teased me by running his hands
over the top of my ass cheeks. At first I gently pushed him away, but when he
put his hand there a second time I said nothing, and leaned into him. He was
thin and muscular, and I could feel myself starting to lubricate just by
dancing. When we finished he took both my hands and smiled and asked me if I'd
like to go up to his room. I was thrilled at the attention I was receiving from
this handsome jock, and although something told me not to, I said yes and went
with him.

When we got to his room we sat on the couch and began kissing. I ran my hands
over his arms and shoulders, getting excited by the thick well defined muscles.
After a few minutes he began rubbing my breasts through my tee, and I moaned
and kissed him. When he started to slip my t-shirt off I stopped him, realizing
what I was doing, and pushed him away.

"What's wrong?" he said.

"I can't," I said, leaning back on the couch. "I'm married....I'm sorry, I
didn't mean to lead you on. Its just that you're so sexy, and I've had too much
to drink." I smiled at him. "I'm sorry, I've got to go."

I began to get up from the couch, and was shocked to feel another pair of hands
grab my shoulders and push me back down.

"You ain't going nowhere honey," a voice said. It was Billy, standing behind
the couch, his grip so strong that I didn't even try to struggle against it.
"You wasn't gonna share this poontang with your bro," he said to Mike.

I looked over at Mike, and he gently put his hand on my chin. "You don't want
to go, do you Gwen?" he said, smiling at me.

"Please," I said. "I have to."

"Shit," said Billy, "fucking cockteasing slut."

"I don't think she's a cockteaser," said Mike. "I'll make you a deal." He began
to unzip my jeans. "You see, Billy and me share everything. If your pussy isn't
wet, we'll let you go. Fair enough?"

And with that he stood and pulled my jeans and panties off. I had , of course,
been so turned on that I'd been lubricating ever since we'd been dancing. He
held my panties up, showing Billy the wet spot, which covered the crotch.
Smiling at me he put his hand between my legs and began stroking my clit.

"Oh, now Gwen, I don't think you really want to go."

"Yes, I do," I said, breathing hard as his fingers rubbed my pussy.

"Shit," said Billy, and roughly pulled my tee off and undid my bra. I was naked
now, and Mike got on his knees and put his head between my legs and began
licking me, as Billy fondled by breasts.

"Nice big tits," he said. Despite my protests I was turned on, and began
moaning and rubbing Mike's shoulders as he ate my pussy. Billy pushed my
breasts to my mouth.

"Suck your tits for me . honey," he said. I began to kiss and lick my nipples,
then began sucking my breasts as Mike ate me. My ass cheeks and thighs were
covered with pussy juice, and I began to buck and push at Mike's mouth, as
Billy alternated between playing with my tits and pushing them into my mouth.

"You like this, Gwen?" Mike said, raising his head and looking me in the eyes.
"Or should we let you go?"

I was too drunk and aroused to stop.

"Eat me," I cried, grabbing his head and pushing it back between my legs. "Eat
my pussy!"

He began licking me again, and placed both hands on my ass. I closed my eyes
and wrapped my legs over his shoulders, and after a few more minutes I came,
moaning, "Yes..yes...lick it..eat it..suck me..."

Mike stood up and Billy let me go. I lay on the couch, having had the most
intense orgasm of my life. "Did you like that?" Mike asked.

"Yes," I said. The couch was soaked with my pussy juice. Mike and Billy
undressed, giving me a full view of their thick muscular bodies. I had never
seen a cock other than Neil's, and I couldn't keep my eyes off them. Mike's was
about 6", and Billy's was huge, maybe nine or ten inches.

Without saying anything else they picked me up and carried me to the bed. They
lay me facedown, and put a pillow under my stomach. Mike slid in front of me
and Billy spread my legs.

"Suck it," Mike said, and I began kissing his cock as Billy began fingering me.

"Do you like my cock?," said Mike.

"It's beautiful," I answered, and I began to lick it and suck it as I felt
Billy getting on his knees behind me. I gasped when he entered me. He started
slowly, fucking me as I sucked Mike, and then increased his speed. I bucked
against him and sucked Mike.

"Fuck me," I cried, "Fuck me with that big cock."

I felt his hands on my ass, and his fingers spreading my cheeks and entering my
asshole. He began fingering me while he fucked me, and Mike played with my tits
as I sucked his cock. After ten minutes I came again, my head lying on the bed
as I caught my breath, licking Mike's balls. They changed positions then.

"Lick that pussy juice off my cock, Gwen," Billy said.

I did as I was told, running my tongue over his huge cock, as Mike fucked me
and fingered my asshole. I came two or three more times as they fucked me like
that for over an hour, switching back and forth.

I thought that they would never come. Then, after yet another orgasm, they
lifted me off the bed and placed me on my knees. I jerked one off and sucked
the other, and they both came at once, shooting their cum all over my tits and
face. Billy smiled at me and patted my head and lay me back on my stomach on
the bed. "You're a good little slut," he said.

I lay exhausted on the bed, satiated and ashamed. I could hear them in the
bathroom, relieving themselves. After a few minutes they came back out and sat
on the bed, rubbing my ass and back.

"You liked that, didn't you?" said Mike.

"Yes," I said, "Yes."

I felt a hand spread my asscheeks, and felt a lubricant being applied to my
asshole.

"What are you doing?" I said. "Stop.." I had never had anal sex, had never even
thought about it, and I was afraid of the thought of Billy's huge cock
penetrating me.

"Shut up," Billy said.

I tried to get up but Mike pushed me down. "Just relax," he said.

Mike went first, pushing his cock into my virgin ass. "She's tight," he said.

It hurt so bad. Fortunately he came quickly, pulling it out and shooting his
sperm over my back. Billy went next and I screamed as he entered me. He came
quickly too. When they were done I had tears in my eyes, and I lay on the bed,
drunk and ashamed.

I fell asleep, and woke in the morning to find them both standing over the bed
grinning at me. I was embarrassed and ashamed, and tried to cover myself with
the sheet, but they pulled it away, leaving me naked before them.

"I have to go," I said. I couldn't find my clothes. "Where are my clothes?"

"Where are my clothes?" Billy said, mocking me. "You weren't asking that last
night."

Mike grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees. "We're still horny," he said,
and shoved my face into his cock. "Suck us off and we'll let you go."

I opened my mouth and took him in me. Billy grabbed my hand and put it on his
cock and I began to jack him off as I sucked Mike. Mike came all over my face,
and I started on Billy. Soon he came too, shooting his load all over me. I was
a mess, covered with cum from the night before.

They threw my clothes at me and told me what a good slut I was. I left and went
back to my room and showered. My asshole hurt terribly, and I thought of seeing
a doctor, but what would I say? I flew home that morning.

Twenty years later I realized that this had been the start of my sexual
liberation.

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