First Time

Attached to six garter straps I had coffee colored, full fashioned, seamed stockings. I wore a long blonde wavy wig and perched myself on 6" black stiletto heels with buckles around my ankles. I found walking somewhat difficult but I suspected I wouldn't be walking much.

At 5 till 6 there was a knock at the door. Ron one of Jan's men arrived. Jan and I had not gotten all gussied up for nothing after all. He was gushing with compliments about our looks and his luck. Soon the knocks came again from the door. Walt, one of Robin's men, an attractive black man, something I hadn't considered but found appealing, appeared and Tim one of my dates arrived. We all had a glass of wine and Jan and I were continuously complimented. We discussed the rules, condoms were a must and no meant no.

Shortly Mike, Jan's other date arrived as well as Jack, Robin's other date, also black. Robin obviously preferred black men. Sam, my other date arrived, bringing two brothers Ron and Larry along as well. Feeling overwhelmed I was also giddy with excitement. We couldn't get any willing men to appear and now Jan and I had eight before us.

Some of the men began undressing while some began fondling us. Jan was picked up and placed on one of the beds. I lost sight of her at this point as I was picked up and laid on a padded foot stool. My head hung off one side and my rear off the other.

Sam swung his penis in front of my face. Instinctively I engulfed his cock, sucking as forcefully as I could, trying to insert it as deeply as I could. I had yearned for this for so long I vigorously attacked it while paying close attention to my technique. Lubricated fingers probed and stretched my rear entrance while unseen hands held my legs up and apart. Soon I felt nudging from what I knew was my first cock. I lifted my rear, attempting to gain entry. I heard several comments about my slutty behavior which only excited me further. The owner of the invading cock finally granted my wish and began a slow but relentless push. Never stopping or slowing for adjustment. The incredible feeling of fullness and knowledge that a real blood pumping, semen shooting penis was wedged in me had my own penis pointing skyward.