After a failed marriage, I moved back home.
I opened my eyes. The sun was brightly shining into the bedroom window. It was pretty high, so it had to be well into the morning. My head hurt and my mouth had a sour taste. I was lying on my side, and another person was cuddled up behind me with their hand over me and resting on my large, soft naked breast. This time it was a man. I could tell because I could feel his good-sized cock pressing against my ass. I could feel cum inside both of my bottom holes.
This was not all that unusual. Some nights I would go out to a bar and have a few more than a few too many. Then I would drag some guy back to my apartment and fuck and suck for up to several hours. Either early in the morning, or after we woke up he would leave. Sometimes I would never even get his name.
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I lost my virginity when I was seventeen. Many of my classmates started having sex years earlier than I did. I would hear their interesting stories about getting fucked or sucking the cocks if local boys and men. I dated many times, but the farthest I went was to let guys feel my boobs and put their fingers inside me. Then I started dating Bill. I thought I was in love. I held off for almost a month but then let him take my cherry. It hurt the first time, and was bloody, but I knew it would be like that. The second time it hurt less. The third time, it did not hurt at all and started feeling really good. I quickly got the school nurse put me on the pill. Bill refused to wear a condom or ever pull out.
The first time I let him talk me into sucking his cock, I expected him to pull out before he shot his load, but he didn’t. He held my head and filled my month with his jizz. It was thick and slimy and very salty. I hated it. I wanted to get up and spit it out, but he held me down till I swallowed. After that, every time he took me out, he expected to fuck me or get a blowjob. I admit that I really started getting into it, also. The romance lessened and he started treating me like just a couple holes to use to get himself off whenever he felt like it. Several weeks of that and we broke up. However, I had learned that I love sex. I dated a lot of guys, and almost every one of them went home happy. Some people started calling me a slut. I didn’t really object, because I knew that it was true. Then I married Larry when I was not quite twenty. We divorced six months later. He was physically abusive.
Soon after we were apart, I started dating again. Seldom did I date the same guy more than once. A couple were so good in bed that I did enjoy second dates with them. My dates were with older and younger guys than me, as well ones as my age. They were also both white and black. I didn’t make any difference to me. I also dated a few women. They were also fun in bed. The other day I invited the apartment complex’s pool boy back to my apartment. He was sixteen and black but quite experienced. He stayed for almost two hours and filled me with five loads. Young teen boys are like the Energizer Bunny. They don’t seem to ever wear out.
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My movements must have alerted the man in my bed that I was awake. His hand squeezed my tit and he pinched my nipple between his thumb and fingers. It was a little painful, but it also made me wet. I lifted my upper leg. He guided his erect cock to my fuck hole and easily slid into my sloppy hole. Then I lowered my leg. His dick was not super long, but it was nice and thick. It felt great in me. He slowly started sliding in and out. After a couple minutes, he picked up speed and I started pushing back against his thrusts.
Then, without coming out of me, he rolled me on my stomach with him on top. My face was pushed into the pillow. I had to adjust it to be able to breathe. Now he really started hammering into me like a jackhammer. Soon I could tell that he was starting to get exhausted. He was breathing hard and grunting. He stopped, full depth in my cunt and growled as I felt him painting my insides with his seed. He came so massively that his cum flowed out around his shaft. This brought me to my climax. My insides twitched and my whole body shook as I came with him.
He collapsed on top of me and then rolled to the side. That was when I had a chance to look around. I quickly saw that we were not in my bedroom. Almost as quickly, I recognized that it was my father’s bedroom. I quickly rolled over and yes, it was my father. I panicked and almost ran out of the room but realized that it had been as good as any other, of many, fuck sessions that I had and enjoyed. I looked at him for a minute. Then I smiled and kissed him. We shared a long kiss. Then I slid down and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked it clean but did not stop. This man was old enough to be my father, because he was my father. Amazingly, after a couple minutes, he rehardened in my mouth. I rolled him on his back, got on top and rode him cowgirl till he came again. We fell back to sleep and woke up again after an hour.
We talked. He told me that I had staggered into his house at about midnight. He was watching TV and had consumed probably three beers. I plopped down on the couch next to him. After a minute, I laid my head in his lap. Another minute later, I had his cock out and in my mouth. Then he took me by the hand and led me to his bed. I did not remember any of it. I just knew that I woke up naked, being cuddled, with cum in all three of my holes.
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Now, I have moved back in with my father, and I share his bed almost every night. He does know that I still date. The house has a spare bedroom, and I am allowed to bring a guest home. We have agreed to leave that door open when I am entertaining, so Dad can look in and watch me getting screwed by other guys. He enjoys that. He was shocked when one night; he looked in and saw me going 69 with another woman. We are both very happy with our new arrangement. I can remember back about when I was going thru puberty, and wanted my Daddy to be my first, when I would listen thru the wall as Mom and Dad were making love. Mom was very loud. Well, Dad was not my first, but we are very much enjoying our present relationship. I hope it will go on for many more years.
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