Introduction: Most of the story you are about to read is fact. I will not tell you which parts are true and which are fiction. I will leave that to the readers own perverse imagination. I will say that the location is real and the names have been changed to protect…well, me. Enjoy.
I used to go out with a hot Italian woman named Lynn. She is 47 years old with three grown boys and one grandchild. We were very open with our discussions about everything, including sex. She used to say she was always wet and whenever I reached in her panties to check, she was.
Our relationship was different from most. Neither of us were looking for a life mate so much as a friend to enjoy the good things in life. We never lived together, but would make a date now and then and run into one another down at the local watering holes every once in a while.
We live in a small river/lake port town in the midwest U.S.A. As anyone who lives in such a river or lake port town knows, there is a highly concentrated area that caters to the shipping industry. Ours is called River Street, a street that runs down to the bridge that goes over the river where all the boats dock. There are about seven bars that are within five minutes walking distance between the two that are farthest apart.
Anyway, the thing that I liked most about Lynn was her willingness to try different things sexually. We talked about a lot of different sexual situations and I thought a lot of what she said was just bullshit. I asked about multiple partners and she said she had a three way with two guys once but would like to try more than that some time. The most bizarre encounter was on the hood of a car on a dirt road. She said she never had a black man and didn’t want to. Never did an animal and wouldn’t want to, although when she was younger, she lived on a farm for a while and said a goat kept trying to hump her. She said she had never been raped, but didn’t see how a woman would not get turned on if she was.
She has one small tattoo on the front of her left hip of a 4 leaf clover. Her first time was at 15 years old as a first year student in high school with a senior teaching assistant in an empty classroom. I asked about incest and she said her father had sex with her when she was about 12 or 13 years old. I said, “That was rape!” and she said it wasn’t because she didn’t really know what he was doing because she thought they were playing a game and she did enjoy it.
Did she ever pose for nude pictures or make home videos? She said she had let an ex-boyfriend take some photos of her around three years ago. Never made any movies. She doesn’t know but one time I hid a camera and got some footage of her. How many different partners, most embarrassing, ever get caught, and on and on. I filed all this information away for future reference. After a few drinks she would get really crazy. I could grab her boobs and put my hand on her crotch and she would hump my leg and flash her tits. She was very sexually uninhibited.
One night I put her to the test and she handled it with no problem. I was driving her home after the bars closed and had to stop at my place for a minute. I told her I would be back in a couple of minutes. She asked, “What do you want me to do?” Jokingly I said, “Take your clothes off and sit here and wait for me.” When I got back she was sitting in my pickup in her bra and panties. I was surprised but didn’t show it. After I got in the truck I said, “You’re not naked.” She said, “There are too many people in the apartment parking lot. Wait until we are on the highway”. When we got to the highway on ramp I said, “Here we are, finish up.” She took off her bra and panties and said, “Now what?” I said, “How about a blow job?” She didn’t say anything, just reached over and unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Then she got up on the seat on her knees and gave me one Hell of a blow job. I almost wrecked when I came but managed to keep it on the road.
Another time we were at a club listening to Kareoke and talking about sex and I said to her, “You really like to give head, don’t you?” She said, “Any time, any place.” I said, “How about right here, right now?” Bang, BJ number two. Good thing we were in a booth in the back of the bar.
That’s the way she was. After a few drinks she was very open to suggestion and very willing to please. One night at a bar I said I had to go to the men’s room and she asked if I needed any help. I said, “You can hold it for me.” She followed me in and held my dick while I pissed and after I was done she sucked me dry.
One place we would go to has a small upstairs balcony with a few video games that overlooks the rest of the bar. It was close to closing time and the lights upstairs were already turned down. I suggested we go up and take a look around so up we went. When we got up there, I pushed her down to her knees and she undid my pants and started sucking me. After I got hard I told her I wanted to fuck her right there. She stood up and unzipped her pants and I pulled them down. I turned her around and told her to grab on to the railing. I finger fucked her for a couple of minutes and then plunged my hard-on into her sopping wet cunt. It was dark up there and the lights were on downstairs to get the people to leave, so I was watching everyone walking around while I should have been watching for people coming up the stairs because two guys came up the stairs. I didn’t see them until they started snickering. I stopped humping and looked at them. They just turned and headed back down the stairs still chuckling. I told Lynn I should have asked them to join us. She said, “Yes, you should have.” and started giggling.
Another time at the bar where she gave me the BJ on Kareoke night. We were talking, among other things, about sex and Lynn suddenly says, “I want you to fuck me in the ass right now.” I said, “Okay, lets go.” When you walk in the front door of this place, you either walk straight down the hall to the bar or go to the right, up the stairs to an apartment where one of the barmaids live. She was working that night so I led Lynn up to the top of the stairs. I told her to suck me until I was hard and then I would bone her ass. I pulled her sweater off over her head and she got on her knees. Her bra was already off because we had a little game worked out where if I reached under her top and unsnapped her bra it meant that I was ready for some exciting sex. If she in turn took her bra off and handed it to me it meant she was too. It only took a couple minutes and I was rock hard. She stood up and I undid her pants and pulled them down around her ankles. She turned around so she was facing down the stairs and bent over and grabbed hold of the handrails on either side of the stairwell. After rubbing my cock on her wet pussy lips to get it lubricated, I slowly eased it into her asshole. She was holding tight to the handrails because she knew I wasn’t holding on to her hips. As I thrust forward she had to push back or go tumbling head first, naked, down the stairs. I could see the occasional patrons walking in or out of the bar, but to see up the stairs a person would have to stop and really look because there is a light at the bottom of the stairwell but not at the top. When we were done Lynn said, “Now that was the most bizarre place I’ve had sex.” I said, “Well, now I will have to think of a better one.”
And so our relationship went for about seven or eight months. Sometimes one, two or all three of her sons would meet us at one of the bars and we would shoot pool and talk. We would have to behave then because Lynn didn’t want them think she was some kind of a bar slut. But after they left, look out!
We had some other wild times. Screwing in a truck stop parking lot, BJ under a table at a restaurant, sucking me off in a traffic jam next to a semi.
One time after the bars closed we went to an all night diner for breakfast with one of her girlfriends. Lynn went to the rest room and after about ten minutes I told her friend I was going to check on her to see if she was all right. It was late and there was no one else in the place so I didn’t knock but just walked right in. Lynn was washing her hands and I asked her what the Hell was taking her so long? She said her pants were too tight and she couldn’t get them zipped up. I said, “Let me take a look.” I tricked her. I pulled her pants down and tore her panties off, bent her over the toilet and fucked her hard and fast. I didn’t even lock the door. Anyone could have walked in. After I shot my load I just zipped up and walked back to the table and left her there panting, holding on to the toilet. I told Sherry, her friend, Lynn would be right out. When she came back to the table I asked her if she felt like she had been raped. She said, “Hell no. It’s not rape if I know it’s you.” I said, “Well, I guess I’ll have to work a little harder on that one too then.”
She was just as adventurous at home also. She would let me tie her up in the attic, use a dildo on her, candle wax, whips, clothes pins, even took a couple of videos of us, without her knowing of course.
I guess what drove us apart was the change in our work schedules. We started seeing other people and didn’t run into each other as often. We still kept in touch and now and then I would see her out and sometimes would run into one of her sons and ask what she was up to.
One night after work about midnight I ran into her and we talked a while. She said she had to get home because she had to get up for work in the morning. After a couple of hours and a few beers I thought I would pay her a visit. I knew that she hardly ever locked her door and thought I would give her her rape fantasy. I drove to her apartment and tried her door. It was unlocked. I put on a ski mask and quietly went inside. I slowly opened her bedroom door and saw her laying on her bed. I unzipped my pants and crept to her over to her bed and slowly pulled the sheet back. She always slept in the nude. I rubbed my dick until it was nice and hard. I put my left hand over her mouth, grabbed her around the throat with my right and said in a low whisper, “Don’t scream or I’ll kill you.” Then I took my left hand off her mouth and spread her legs apart and guided my cock into her always wet pussy. I could see the fear in her eyes but after a couple of minutes I saw her expression of fear change to one of amusement. She said, “Nice try but I know it’s you. I recognize your after shave.” I finished fucking her and said, “Well, I tried.” Then I said, “You know, you really should lock your doors.” To which she replied, “Then how will I ever get raped?”, and smiled. Then she said, “I really have to get some sleep. I have to go to work in the morning.” I told her good night and I would keep trying. She just laughed an evil laugh and said, “Okay, you do that.”
One Saturday night last summer I went down to River Street about 9:00 and ran into Art, Lynn’s oldest boy, at the Double D. He is 25 and the one that made Lynn a grandmother. He said he was out celebrating his buddy Danny’s birthday. She used to baby-sit Danny and that is how they got to be friends. I bought them both a beer and we talked for a while. I asked how his mom was and he said fine. He told me she was out celebrating with them since about 5:00 and she was pretty trashed. He said she went down the to the Cafe California to see what Dave, her youngest son, was doing and she should be back in a little bit. About ten minutes later, Lynn came in and, when she saw me, she came over and gave me a big wet kiss. She said, “I’m really thrashed. I wish you would have come down sooner.” I asked her if she wanted to go home and she said yes. I found Art and told him his mom wanted to go home and I would give her a ride so he could stay out and party with Danny. He said, “Thanks, you’re a good guy.”
On the way to Lynn’s place we talked and she told me she really missed the great sex we used to have. I told her I missed it too and we could still get together once in a while if she was interested in that. She said that sounded good to her. When we got to her place she asked if I wanted to come in for a minute and I said yes. We had a drink and talked and she told me about a new nightgown she had bought. I asked her to show it to me and she said, “I’ll be right back.” She went upstairs and in a couple of minutes came back down in a black silky, mid length nightgown with a slit up both sides to the waist. Right away I had an idea and asked her if she still had those black, thigh high, fishnets that I liked. She said she did and I told her to put them on because I had something in mind. She went back up to her bedroom and came down after a minute or two wearing the nightgown, fishnets and black four inch heels. I said let’s go back down to River Street.
On the way back down I stopped at my house to pick up a few things. I got a rope, a thick gag, and a blind fold and put them all in a pillow case. I was working on a plan.
We got down to River Street and parked and I told her I wanted to fuck her behind the Double D. She said, “Okay, but what is the bag for?” I told her, “You’ll find out.”
The only way to get behind the D/D is through the back door or down an alley that is about three feet wide between D/D and an abandoned building next to it. Behind the bar there is a picnic table where the employees go out to eat when the weather is nice.
It was probably about 10:00 and the band was still playing so there was little chance that anyone would hear us as the stage was at the back of the bar and the music was loud. I told Lynn I was going to gag her so she could scream and moan all she wanted and nobody would hear. I also said I would blindfold her so she couldn’t see anything while I was fucking her. She asked what the rope was for and I told her so she couldn’t get away while I went in to the bar for a beer. She just laughed and said, “I’m not going anywhere.” and smiled. I said, “I know you’re not.” I had a plan.
I tied the gag on tight and put the blindfold on. Then I tied her ankles to the bottom of the table and her wrists together to a tree on the other side of it. She could move her legs about six inches in either direction and her arms about three. She was totally helpless. I stepped back a few paces to look at her. She is a beautiful woman. Fit and trim and no one would guess she was 47 years old from looking at her body. She looks like she could be 30. I walked back up to her and lifted her nightgown over her ass and started licking her pussy. It was already wet and I got hard almost immediately. I stood up and rammed my meat into her pussy and started banging away. She was really into it because I could hear her moaning with each thrust. I held out for as long as I could and then shot my load deep in her vagina. I could tell she was hot and I asked her if she wanted some more and she nodded yes. I took the pillow case and put it over her head and tied it on and said, “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
I walked across the street to a bar called Iroquois Chief. It is a place where a lot of bikers hang out and I have a friend that goes there quite often. I found him and told him about a chick I had that wanted to do a gang bang and told him to get a couple of friends and join me. I told you I had a plan in mind. He came back in less than a minute with two friends of his and we headed back across the street.
We went through the alley and I went to Lynn and bent by her ear and said, “Remember when you said you would like to do more than two men in a gang bang?” She nodded her head. I said, “I have some friends that are ready to get their rocks off. Are you ready?” She started shaking her head back and forth. I said, “Too late now, I already told them you wanted it.” Then I asked, “Remember when you said you wanted to be raped to see what it would be like? She nodded yes. I said, “Now you get to have both of those fantasies fulfilled.”
I told my friend he could go first and then his two friends could decide who would be next. Bill, my friend had his dick out in no time and it was hard. He grabbed Lynn’s hips and was trying to get it in as she was fighting and moving her ass back and forth. After he shoved it in her pussy and started pumping, Lynn started to rock with it. Then they got into a rhythm and after a few minutes Bill shot his load. The next guy was ready with his cock out and hard when Bill finished and as soon as Bill pulled out he dove in. Lynn was really into it now and she was moaning and going with the flow. When the second guy finished the third guy was ready to go. Seemed like they might have done this before. He rammed her and she was moaning through the gag and really going with the rhythm. When the third guy was done I was hard again watching all this action, so I slapped on a rubber and did Lynn again. After I came again and relaxed for a few minutes I asked Lynn if she had enough. She shook her head back and forth. I asked her if she wanted some more and she nodded. I told her I would take care of it. I told Bill to go back to the Iroquois and talk to some more guys and come back in a couple hours. If Lynn was still here they could do her too. Bill and his buddies left and I told Lynn I would be back in a bit with a couple more guys. I walked down the street to an Irish pub where a couple of other friends of mine hang out. I found a buddy and told him the situation and he said he would be there in a few. I walked back to D/D and asked Lynn if she was still ready for some action and she nodded yes. I asked, “How many do you want to do? All night long?” She nodded yes again. A few minutes later Terry, the guy from the Irish pub, came back with four friends. I said go to it but don’t turn her loose and don’t take the bag off her head.
I was ready for another drink so I went back into the D/D. I ordered a beer and walked around, then I saw Art and Danny. Art asked how his mom was and if I fucked her. Well, Lynn’s kids were always open just like her and they all liked me so I said, “Ya, she was really horny tonight.” He just laughed. We talked for a while and then Art said, “I’d really like to get Danny laid for his birthday tonight.” Inspiration struck me. I knew that Danny had always thought Lynn was hot. Even at 47 she has a really nice firm body so I thought, I’ll let him fuck her and tell him about it later. I told Art that I had a hot bitch waiting to get laid and I wasn’t in the mood so if he wanted to get Danny laid, I could hook it up. He said, “Kewl” Art told Danny what the plan was and he said he was all for it.
A little later we were ready to get the deed done and headed out back of the bar. When we got there, there was a guy banging away on Lynn and two black guys waiting their turn. Word must have gotten round to the Harbor House where the black people hang out. We watched while the first guy finished and the two black guys did their turns. I asked Danny if he still wanted to do her and he said, “Hell Yes!” He went at her and was having a good old time. I was talking to one of the guys that already had her and when I looked back, Art had his pants open and was stroking his dick. I freaked! I said, “Art, you don’t want to do her!” He said, “Hell yes I do. Look at that!” Like I said before, Lynn is a nice looking woman for 47 and with the stockings on and her face covered, who’s going to recognize her? Her tattoo wasn’t visible from the position she was in plus the fact that Art was pretty wasted from drinking all night. I was in a bind. What could I do now? I couldn’t very well tell him he couldn’t fuck her because that was his mother after he just watched her get gang banged by a couple of black guys and some one else knowing that I was the one that put her in that situation. So I figured, he’s not going to know, she’s not going to know, only I will know. Well, Art went at it and had a good old time as did Lynn. Seeing this made me horny again so I whipped out a rubber and put it on and did her again. When I was done I asked if she wanted to go home and she shook her head no. I said it was getting close to closing time and asked if she wanted to have some more guys. She nodded that she did. I decided I would go to the Harbor House. When I walked in I saw the two black guys that were there earlier talking to three other guys. They were laughing and telling these guys about what they did. I thought I better not say anything and left to go back to the D/D and line up a couple more.
It was about 2:15 and they just called last call and the band was done for the night. I ran into a couple guys I know and asked them if they were interested in banging this chick I had tied up out back. They said no because their wives would kill them if they found out but they wouldn’t mind watching. Then I remembered I told Bill to came back if he found more guys to screw her. Me and my two buddies headed out back to see what was going on.
When we got back there Bill and three other guys were standing there waiting to have a turn with Lynn. There was another guy doing her and she was still into it. Moaning and rocking back and forth to meet his every thrust. Now that the music had stopped you could just hear her moans through the gag and pillowcase. I stood and watched as one after the other of Bill and his friends banged her. I was waiting for Bill’s friends to finish up with Lynn so I could take her home, that is if she wanted to go home. That’s when Art and Danny came back to the scene and Dave was with them!
I saw Art, Danny and Dave, Lynn’s youngest son at 21, and I asked Art what he was doing back again and why Dave was there. He said, “Man, I had to go find him and tell him about this. He didn’t believe me so I told him to come with me to see if she was still here.” Then he told me that when he saw she was still banging everyone, he called Doug, their other brother and told him to come down to see this. I was thinking, “Oh shit! How am I going to end this?”
The last of Bill’s friends was blowing his load when Doug showed up with five black guys right behind him, one of which was one of the guys that was there earlier. The black guy said, “Damn, The bitch is still going!” Doug said Hi to me and then said to his brothers, “I thought you guys were bull-shitting me.” Bill’s friends were done and Andy said loudly, “Okay Dave, you’re next.” Well, now that the band had quit playing and it was a little quieter, Lynn could hear people talking. When she heard Art tell Dave he was next she started shaking her head and trying to say no through the gag. What could I do? It was still the same dilemma as before. I couldn’t tell them that was their mother getting fucked by any guy that showed up and I couldn’t talk them out of it. Lynn was really fighting the ropes now but Dave just grabbed her hips and rammed his cock in her pussy. Lynn was really screaming now but the gag kept it down to a muffled moaning. Dave was pumping away and Art, Doug and Danny were cheering him on. After a couple of minutes Lynn settled down and actually started enjoying it! She started matching Dave’s thrusts and was moaning and bucking with him. After about five minutes Dave grunted and shot his load and Doug was standing right behind him with his cock in his hand already hard and ready to plunge right in. Dave pulled out and turned around. He and Doug high-fived and Doug rammed his cock right in. Now Dave, Art and Danny were all chanting, “Go Doug, go Doug, go Doug.” So now Lynn had to know that her second son was fucking her hard and had no idea who she was. She didn’t even try to resist because she was going back and forth right with him. Doug wasn’t as drunk as the rest because he was just sitting at home watching TV and having a few beers when Art called him but he must not have recognized his mother either. I mean think about it. How many guys have seen their mother bare assed naked from the back side bent over a picnic table? And would anyone even think that it was their mother in an alley behind a bar getting gang-banged?
Well Doug finished and then Danny said to Lynn, “Hey bitch, you want another cock in your pussy?” Everyone started laughing and Lynn nodded her head. She must have figured she was going to get fucked all night and after all, she said she wanted to. She knew me and the kind of relationship we have that if she said she would do something or I said I would do something that there was a good chance that it would happen. Well, Danny drove his cock in hard and fast. He must have been pretty horny watching all the action because he blew his load in about two minutes. Art was standing next in line and I said to him, “Man, you don’t want to fuck her again, do you?” He said, “Ya! I already fucked the sluts pussy, now I want to fuck this sleazy whore up the ass!” Well Lynn heard that and started shaking her head and moaning, “UH-UH, UH-UH” Too late now. Art was ready. He didn’t even take his time. He just shoved his cock right in her asshole. You could hear her scream as he penetrated and he was not gentle by any means. He fucked hard and fast. Lynn was screaming and moaning and fighting the ropes but there was no escape. It’s a good thing that the gag I had around her mouth was thick because if it wasn’t, someone would have called the police! Art was banging away and I thought, “Wow. What a kick it would be if I just took the pillowcase off of Lynn’s head and let Art see who he was ass-fucking.” I bent down by Lynn’s ear and said, “Maybe we should end this. I’ll just take the pillowcase off now.” Lynn shook her head no and I could her hear saying, “No, No!” through the gag. When Art was ready to cum, he pulled out and shot his load all over Lynn’s back. Then while he was still hard, he stuck his dick back in her pussy and pumped for a couple more minutes. Man, I wonder what kind of reaction I would have seen from them if I had untied Lynn and let her boys know who they had just raped. I bent down to Lynn and asked her, “Do you want me to let you loose now?” She shook her head no. I said, “There are a few more guys waiting to fuck you. Are you cool with that?” She nodded her head.
The black guy that was there earlier said to his buddies, “Aw-rite homies, we gonna has some fun now.” Lynn heard him and realized it was a black man and started screaming and fighting the ropes again. Still, I couldn’t let her go because the boys were there. The one black guy said, “Okay, Devon, you go first ’cause you da smallest.” They all laughed at that. Then he said, “Jonny, you go fifth ’cause you da biggest.” So now Lynn knew she was about to get fucked by five black guys. She knew that she couldn’t do anything about it so she stopped fighting and just relaxed. Well, after the first guy shoved his cock in and started humping, Lynn took to it like a duck to water. I guess ‘small’ is a relative term because the first guy had a pretty good sized tool. It was probably eight inches long and average thickness. She must have been pretty stretched out or really sore by now but she got into it after a couple of minutes.
After about 45 minutes, Art said to me, “Man that was killer, I can’t wait to tell some of my buddies about this. We got to get going now. Thanks man. Oh, by the way. I called Uncle Kevin (Lynn’s brother) and told him about this. You know what a horn-dog he is. I knew he would get into this. He said he would be down in a few minutes.” Then he said, “Oh hey, thanks for taking mom home. She was really trashed.” I thought, “Cool. They have no idea that they all just fucked their mother.
About five minutes after the boys left Kevin showed up with about seven or eight friends of his. He said ‘Hi’ to me and we talked a couple of minutes. He said he thought the boys were joking but glad they weren’t. I told him she was a friend of mine and wanted to do this but didn’t want anyone to know who she was and he said, “That’s cool.” Just then Lynn let out another muffled scream. I turned around and saw Jonny forcing his monster into Lynn’s ass. He was the biggest! He looked like he had close to a foot of meat and thick as a bat handle.
Well, I figured that I had another hour or so to wait for Kevin and his group of friends to fuck Lynn so I just sat down on the ground to watch the action. After Jonny shot his load, Kevin said to Lynn, “Now it’s time for some more white meat.” Lynn stiffened when she heard Kevin’s voice, but then just slumped back down on the table. Now she knew she was going to get it from her brother too.
It was about 4:30 now and I was getting tired and just wanted to go home and go to bed. Then my cell phone rang. It was a woman that I went out with a couple of years ago that I was totally in love with. She said that she and her boyfriend had a big fight and he slashed her tires at the bar and she was stranded. She tried my house a couple of times and then called my cell. She didn’t know who else to call and asked if I could come give her a ride home. I figured Lynn would be busy for a while so I said, “Sure. I’ll be there in about ten minutes.” I knew Lynn would be busy for about and hour so I said to Kevin, “Hey Bro, That’s my girl there. I have to go pick up a friend and I’ll be back in about 45 minutes. Don’t hurt her. Okay.” They said, “Don’t worry. We’ll take good care of her.”
It was about ten minutes to the place my friend was. I picked her up and told her I had to stop down on River Street to see if a friend needed a ride home. I parked on the corner and went down the alley behind D/D to see what was happening with Lynn. Well, word must have gotten around the bars because there were, I don’t know, 15- 20 guys standing around watching Lynn getting fucked by someone. I recognized a few faces from the bars and saw one guy I knew pretty well. I told him the basics of what the situation was and asked him if he could stick around and make sure Lynn got home Okay if I didn’t make it back. He said no problem.
When we got to my friend’s place she said she was really upset and asked if I could come in for a while. Of course I went in to comfort her and and forgot all about Lynn. I woke up about 11:30 the next morning and the second thought I had, after banging my friend again, was, Oh shit! I forgot about Lynn.” I told my friend I had something I forgot I had to do and would call her later and left.
I went back down to the D/D not knowing what to expect. For all I knew, Lynn could be gone, dead or dying. There might still be a line of anywhere from 1 to 100 guys waiting to bang her. My heart was racing and I was sweating like a pig. I was nervous and it was a pretty hot day. I didn’t want anything bad to happen to Lynn because even though I was not in love with her, I do care about her. I parked and walked through the alley behind the D/D and Lynn was still tied to the table and tree just like I left her. The pillow case and gag were gone but the blindfold was still in place. I hoped that Kevin left before that happened. She had dried cum all on her face and in her hair. She was a fucking mess. There was an old homeless guy that everybody in town knows sleeping about two or three feet away from her. He must have passed out right after fucking her because his pants were still down around his knees. Things must have gotten a little rough after I left because Lynn had a long-neck stuck in her pussy and there were a lot of bruises on her ass. She was still leaking cum out of her ass and there were a whole lot of used rubbers laying on the ground around her. Some guys must have wanted souvenirs because her night gown was gone as were her shoes and her fishnets. I didn’t know if she was unconscious or just sleeping so I shook her shoulder and she woke up. I took off the blindfold and said, “There is a bottle in your pussy and I am going to take it out now.” She said, “Okay.” I slowly worked the bottle back and forth and slid it out. She groaned a little bit. I knew she had to be sore because her pussy was really swollen and red.
I asked if she was ready to go home yet and she said yes. I didn’t have anything in the truck for her to wear so I said I would go get something and be right back.
I only live up the street from River Street so It only took about five minutes to get to my house, pick up a big T-shirt and get back down to D/D. When I got back and came out through the alley, there was Lynn, laying on the ground with her legs in the air fucking the hell out of the homeless guy! When they were done Lynn got up and put on the shirt I brought and we got in the truck and left. I said, “I hope you’re not too pissed at me for last night.” She said, “NO. That’s the best night I ever had!” She said she had never had that many orgasms in such a short time. I asked her about the black guys and she said that she was pissed at first but they had such big cocks that she came two or three times with each one of them. Then I asked if there was anything else that she was pissed about. She said, “You mean about Art, Dave, Doug and Danny?” I said, “Well, yes.” She said, “Well, I have thought about fucking Danny for quite a while but didn’t think that was a good thing to do.” Then she said, “I was really pissed at first when I knew Art, Dave and Doug were going to fuck me. I thought, how could you let them do that to me? Then I thought, He’s smart not to say anything to them. I wouldn’t want them to know what a slut I am. I didn’t like it when Kevin fucked me though. That was gross.” Then she got this sly look on her face and said, “You know, I came the most when I knew I was getting fucked by my sons.” I said, “It will be hard for me to top this one.” She said, “Keep trying.”
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