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69 and spread her
legs wide. "I have the best seat in the house," I heard her
say.
    Then Rodney slapped both ass cheeks to
distract me and forced his dick in. I screamed into Cindy's pussy.
Oh, this was going to hurt so good. Now he worked its way in
gradually, giving my a-hole time to adjust. I occupied myself by
attacking this delicious pussy, making no attempt at actually
making her cum. Several minutes later, I heard a deep voice
whisper, "I'll be damned."
    It was in. I had a nine inch cock inside my
ass. And it hurt so fucking bad. It felt so different than up my
pussy or down my throat. My body is pretty narrow, so I had a small
booty. When I watched the video later, I thought it looked like a
baseball bat stabbing two cantaloupes. Cindy ran some commentary,
but I was too out of my mind to understand any of it. Except the
laughter. She found my ass-grilling hilarious.
    He gripped my hips to keep my steady and
started fucking me in earnest. Oh, he gave me the punishment I so
richly deserved. He pulled almost all the way out, then shoved it
all the way in. I could feel the tip of his penis stab something
unyielding. He worked it harder and faster and instead of eating
Cindy's pussy, I basically just shoved my face in deeper. Lie to
me, Pinocchio, I thought to myself. Oh sweet Jesus, that big black
cock was murdering my ass. Unlike before, he was in no hurry to
finish. Bless him to hell. So he kept going, showing off his
endurance to drill me like I've never been drilled before.
    The one thing you can count on is a man
cuming. They may cum too soon or too late, but they make sure they
cum. And, finally, so did Rodney. I felt his spunk flood my tunnel
and it fucking tickled. I didn't expect that. I could feel him reel
that monster in and knew he just caught a new fish story. Oh, the
boys would love this one! They may not believe it, but my ass would
become infamous.
    Then a curious thing happened. I felt a
nimble tongue replace the giant cock. With a start I realized that
Cindy was licking the cum out of my asshole, and I fucking loved
it. It soothed my sore booty. I leaned up to let gravity help us
out and knew what I wanted to do next.
    "I want a bunch of guys to cum inside you so
that I can suck their cum out."
    "I sure hope you're talking to Cindy," Rodney
joked.
    Cindy paused from eating me out to nod her
head. "You mind reader. I was thinking the same of you." She turned
to Rodney. "We're going to need a lot of guys."
    "A lot!" Cindy emphasized.
    "I'll see what I can do."
     

CHAPTER 7
     
    I don't understand guys. Cindy and I were
eager to fuck a bunch of men, yet Rodney kept turning up empty day
after day. Even he was too busy to fuck me while Cindy had her
period. I hadn't realized how much I became used to cuming several
times a day. I got so desperate I tried beating off, learning that
masturbation offers relief, not satisfaction. I couldn't comprehend
how I used to go months without an orgasm -- fucking months! That
weekend, I almost fucked Jack. That's how bad I got. In fact, if I
knew he wouldn't give me some horrible disease, I would have. But
the thought of herpes or worse straight jacketed me. After fucking
dozens of women, I assumed Jack had something. If I wasn't getting
some on the side, I would be forced to divorce him, regardless of
how much I wanted my kids to have a two-parent home. Everyone needs
a stress-reducer. Mine was sex. Except now not even I could get
some. So I went jogging, sticking Jack with the babies. Fuck, I
jogged a lot that weekend.
    The only thing that kept me sane was Cindy's
promise to fuck me Monday morning. I sat in front of the TV and
imagined her sweet pussy beckoned me, while Jack babbled about
work. When do dreams become fantasies? Because I had a recurring
dream of me eating her out after several guys fucked us both nearly
to death. That's what I wanted. That was the only thing that could
satiate the inner whore I unleashed. I needed a lot of men to fuck
me to beyond