petes478
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is a memory of when you were just 23 years old, and a bridesmaid at your friend's wedding.
All the bridesmaids wore a magenta color dress, but you stood out with your long blond hair, and blue eyes.
You were raised in the Catholic Church and you felt so proud being one of Jennifer's bridesmaids.
The boys were looking so formal, so nice, in their suits, and it was 1998 after all!
Johnnie was known throughout the crowd of girls as being hung like a huge race horse and so when you danced with him at the reception and he held you tight, it was somewhat of a turn on for you.
At the end of the evening as you were getting your coat and saying goodnight, the crowd of 6 boys standing around you made you feel special, secure, warm, included.
Johnnie put his hand on your head first, toussling your hair, mussing it a little, and the group roared its approval like apes at a festival.
You had had a few drinks and were seized with making one your long held fantasies into a reality.
Looking into Johnnie's face you moved your tongue suggestively across your lips, again, receiving the loud approval from the boys.
You felt a hand on your bottom, under your dress, and without turning to see whose it was, you said to Johnnie, "want a blow job, honey?" and without waiting for an answer, you dropped to your knees and unzipped his trousers with your teeth.
Reaching into his underpants you pulled out his little Johnson which was huge-bulging, and you swallowed the length of him while the others watched.
Taking his wide mushroom shaped head into your warm wet feminine mouth, you rolled your tongue over it and felt it twitching in your mouth.
Using your hands as well as your mouth you proceeded to blow him, sucking him off like a common street walker, receiving the howled approval of the other boys.
Johnnie's dick twitshed again as you were going down on him, and he came forcefully in your mouth making you choke for a moment till you swallowed it all and were fine, and you continued on, sucking him, holding his twitching ejaculating cock in your mouth while he came, shooting cumshot after cumshot into your warm willing mouth.
Keeping his dick warm and wet, you held him in your mouth for a good long time, milking any additional semen from his dick, and then Steven was next.
Moving to your right you inhaled Steven's dick and began bobbing your head up and down his cock milking his huge thick lance with your mouth.
The others were shielding you from view, surrounding you with their bodies as you knelt before Steven, servicing his dick like a crack whore, milking him, rubbing his heavy, sperm-laden testicles, and holding his stomach as you established the right distance between you and him, and he came shooting his sperm onto your face, dress, and neck, covering you with his load, staining you with his white warm seed.
You face warm and sticky now, you turned Left and took Ezra's black dick into your white warm Catholic school trained mouth, and bobbing up and down on Ezra's dick, you realized for the first time that black guys were huge! Bobbing up and down on Ezra, you were only able to take a third of his length into your mouth before starting to choke. Ezra pulled your hair and grunted, loudly, like a wolf in charge, as he shot the first of his several cumloads onto your face, in your hair, and onto your pretty magenta dress.
Kneeling on your hands and knees, lifting your dress up over your backside, some of the other boys clamored to pull your panties to one side and you felt your first black cock in your virginal pussy, drenched as you were, drunk as you were, you could have scarcely cared who was inside of you. But shades of guilt and memories of your Catholic upbringing permeated your mind, as you were wantonly fucked, used by the group of young men, practically using your body and mind as a hole, as a cunt, as a cum depository, each young man having a go with you, taking his turn at forcing his dick inside your virginal cunt, ramming you hard, holding your hips, making you take it, making you like it, till each was finished with you.
Now it is ten years later, you are married, with 2 kids of your own, and you live the life your parent's laid out for you-married-to a conservative man-goes to church every sunday-little or no sex-when you do have sex-it is traditional man on top woman on the bottom-lasting 30 seconds-then we're done-kind of thing-and you lay awake nights masturbating, thinking about what might have been. You long to be taken-really taken-appreciated like those boys at the wedding-they were so horny for you-they so used you-they so needed you-yes--that was it---they NEEDED you-NEEDED your cunt--NEEDED your mouth-had a strong sense of URGENY-NEED--their ERECT DICKS CRAVED you----and your womanly soul CRAVED THEM--CRAVED THEIR MALE ATTENTION-THEIR DICKS-in your hands-in your mouth-in your soaked cunt. That first toussle of your hair-that first dick in your mouth-the imagery-the views in your mind that you have looking back on this scene-bring you off as you masturbate thinking about it, again and again.
All the bridesmaids wore a magenta color dress, but you stood out with your long blond hair, and blue eyes.
You were raised in the Catholic Church and you felt so proud being one of Jennifer's bridesmaids.
The boys were looking so formal, so nice, in their suits, and it was 1998 after all!
Johnnie was known throughout the crowd of girls as being hung like a huge race horse and so when you danced with him at the reception and he held you tight, it was somewhat of a turn on for you.
At the end of the evening as you were getting your coat and saying goodnight, the crowd of 6 boys standing around you made you feel special, secure, warm, included.
Johnnie put his hand on your head first, toussling your hair, mussing it a little, and the group roared its approval like apes at a festival.
You had had a few drinks and were seized with making one your long held fantasies into a reality.
Looking into Johnnie's face you moved your tongue suggestively across your lips, again, receiving the loud approval from the boys.
You felt a hand on your bottom, under your dress, and without turning to see whose it was, you said to Johnnie, "want a blow job, honey?" and without waiting for an answer, you dropped to your knees and unzipped his trousers with your teeth.
Reaching into his underpants you pulled out his little Johnson which was huge-bulging, and you swallowed the length of him while the others watched.
Taking his wide mushroom shaped head into your warm wet feminine mouth, you rolled your tongue over it and felt it twitching in your mouth.
Using your hands as well as your mouth you proceeded to blow him, sucking him off like a common street walker, receiving the howled approval of the other boys.
Johnnie's dick twitshed again as you were going down on him, and he came forcefully in your mouth making you choke for a moment till you swallowed it all and were fine, and you continued on, sucking him, holding his twitching ejaculating cock in your mouth while he came, shooting cumshot after cumshot into your warm willing mouth.
Keeping his dick warm and wet, you held him in your mouth for a good long time, milking any additional semen from his dick, and then Steven was next.
Moving to your right you inhaled Steven's dick and began bobbing your head up and down his cock milking his huge thick lance with your mouth.
The others were shielding you from view, surrounding you with their bodies as you knelt before Steven, servicing his dick like a crack whore, milking him, rubbing his heavy, sperm-laden testicles, and holding his stomach as you established the right distance between you and him, and he came shooting his sperm onto your face, dress, and neck, covering you with his load, staining you with his white warm seed.
You face warm and sticky now, you turned Left and took Ezra's black dick into your white warm Catholic school trained mouth, and bobbing up and down on Ezra's dick, you realized for the first time that black guys were huge! Bobbing up and down on Ezra, you were only able to take a third of his length into your mouth before starting to choke. Ezra pulled your hair and grunted, loudly, like a wolf in charge, as he shot the first of his several cumloads onto your face, in your hair, and onto your pretty magenta dress.
Kneeling on your hands and knees, lifting your dress up over your backside, some of the other boys clamored to pull your panties to one side and you felt your first black cock in your virginal pussy, drenched as you were, drunk as you were, you could have scarcely cared who was inside of you. But shades of guilt and memories of your Catholic upbringing permeated your mind, as you were wantonly fucked, used by the group of young men, practically using your body and mind as a hole, as a cunt, as a cum depository, each young man having a go with you, taking his turn at forcing his dick inside your virginal cunt, ramming you hard, holding your hips, making you take it, making you like it, till each was finished with you.
Now it is ten years later, you are married, with 2 kids of your own, and you live the life your parent's laid out for you-married-to a conservative man-goes to church every sunday-little or no sex-when you do have sex-it is traditional man on top woman on the bottom-lasting 30 seconds-then we're done-kind of thing-and you lay awake nights masturbating, thinking about what might have been. You long to be taken-really taken-appreciated like those boys at the wedding-they were so horny for you-they so used you-they so needed you-yes--that was it---they NEEDED you-NEEDED your cunt--NEEDED your mouth-had a strong sense of URGENY-NEED--their ERECT DICKS CRAVED you----and your womanly soul CRAVED THEM--CRAVED THEIR MALE ATTENTION-THEIR DICKS-in your hands-in your mouth-in your soaked cunt. That first toussle of your hair-that first dick in your mouth-the imagery-the views in your mind that you have looking back on this scene-bring you off as you masturbate thinking about it, again and again.
