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(Just a quick little story for y'all. Enjoy!)
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Oh, man, do I ever have some dirt on my cousin Justin's new wife...

This was all the day of the wedding rehearsal, I hadn't met her yet but heard that she was so sweet and everybody loves her already. In photos, she looked 14 years old, though she was 29. "Justin and Josephine Tabor", it will be. She works for an agency that provides assistance to people that are immobile whether permanent or temporary, and totally fit the part of such an angel.

I was anxious to go to the whole event. I hadn't seen many, if any of that side of the family before. We lived around 280 miles away from them, but I do remember Justin from Summer visits when I was toddling around practically still in diapers. Justin is 6 years older than me, and I remember the last time he came over with his parents, who were my Father's Sister and her husband. That week it was bright and sunny and I was really wound up, and thrilled with myself since I was really getting this 'talking' thing figured out, and I had a Lot to say. I remember Justin thinking that it was so cute, and he was teaching me all kinds of new words. No, not dirty words :)

I made the drive over alone. Mom was too busy to be away for 3 days, and Lara had no idea who Justin even was. I was more comfortable going alone anyway. I arrived and stretched myself out after being seated for half the day. I saw Justin and Josephine in the side yard, and Josephine was saying, "look, over there, isn't that Sidrah?" Justin could see that I had spotted them and probably heard what Josephine was saying, so he took her by the hand and walked her over to me. We were babies when we last saw each other, especially me. I was at a loss for words as far as a greeting, and instead just hugged Justin, and told him how I had heard such great things about his bride to be. Then I introduced myself to her, it was obvious that Justin wasn't going to. Maybe he's just nervous, I figured. Josephine was so adorable in person. She had such a cute smile, and beautiful teal colored eyes. She seemed as sweet and gentle as everybody had said.

There was a mixer at the reception house in a couple hours and I wanted to freshen up and try to get a nap in. I told J&J that I would catch up to them at the mixer, and we could cause all sorts of trouble. Josephine smiled and laughed as we hugged again. Justin still hadn't really said anything To me, and he just turned and walked away. I mean, yeah, we hadn't seen each other in like 20 years, but he could at least seem happy to see me.

I woke from my nap and showered, and got dressed for the mixer. It was quite warm out, so I wore a white and black cocktail dress, that had half short sleeves and a plunging neckline, and a slit up the side of the just above the knee skirt. I bought it for the occasion, along with some really sleek obsidian jeweled accessories, and a pearl belly chain slightly taut around my waist making me look more shapely. I hadmy hair done the day before, so it was easy to sculpt back into shape and still looked really nice. A bit of foundation and smoky eye-shadow, extra thick eyelash extender, a couple swipes of my 'earthy pale-magenta' lip gloss, and I was ready to have some fun. And my tits looked awesome.

The rooms that the mixer was in were large with high ceilings, and a bar at each entrance. It was where the reception would be too. The bulk of the crowd were either outside sitting on the patio furniture in the shade, or were in the main assembly room moving things around and setting up for the big day.

I could see Justin bringing tables and chairs from a storage room. He was jovial and talkative so I was hoping to try and talk to him again later. Snack trays were coming out served with water and lemonade, and then half deli sandwiches and beer or wine; or we could belly up to the bar all we wanted, it was covered.

After some food and a couple beers, I needed to make a phone call away from the noise and ruckus. I went to the other end of the building and sat down at the bar on that side. Nobody else was in there except the bartender, and he was helping stock the other larger bar. I grabbed him real quick and asked if he could pour me another beer. He did, and as he was exiting to the hallway, Josephine was slowly walking in. She saw me and almost stopped, and smiled and stared as she came over and took a seat beside me. Her cheeks were a bit rosy, and she had an almost full glass of wine in her hand. I had seen her earlier with different glasses of different wine. I could tell she was nervous, but she was obviously not a partier, and I hoped that she wasn't going to get shitfaced. She settled into her seat and turned toward me. "So, Sidrah... I have heard so much about you!” I thought for a second about who would know anything enough about me really to talk about me with others. I asked her who she heard these things from, and she said "oh, that was Justin". I replied, "that's strange, he hasn't said a word to me yet.” Josephine said that he was a bit overwhelmed was all. I told her that I didn't realize that Justin even thought about me at all anymore. Josephine's eyes got large and wide, and she said "are you k**ding, Sidrah? You are all that he talks about sometimes". Then she told me that he had insisted on inviting me and even made up my invitation himself, all the while saying how great it was going to be to see me.

Josephine and I got along nicely and I was thinking that she was a genuinely lovely person, even if maybe a bit too prim and proper. As nice as she was, I couldn't help but think that it would be boring to hang out with her. She would look so out of place in a dance club or pool party, and was reminding me of the Ladies that were greeters at churches. I was nearly finished with my beer, and Josephine was finishing off her wine, right when her uncle Dougan stepped up behind us and set two shot glasses down on the bar in front of us. He seemed like a lot of fun and was happy to meet me, though he probably wasn't aware of me at all the day before. It didn't bother me, quite the contrary, I found it to be comforting that he was there and so outgoing. So, next thing set down on the bar in front of us was a bottle of mezcal. Dougan opened it and poured us each a shot. Josephine looked a bit intimidated, I wanted to make a toast, but she told me that there was no way that she could swallow the whole shot in one go. We toasted to young love, and as I slammed my shot down, Josephine was sipping from her's. I told her it goes down much easier if you hold your breath while drinking it. I could tell she was already buzzed. She gave me a crooked smile like saying "I don't know about this", then she downed well over half the shot all at once. I handed her a bottle of water to chase with, and after she had washed the mezcal down, she said that she could barely taste it that time. She picked up the shot glass and drank the rest down. By then, Dougan had made it through the room back over to us. The bottle was still on the bar in front of us. He poured us each another shot, this time filling the small glasses to the rim. Then he winked at us and said "don't spill, ladies!", let out a hearty laugh, and strolled back into the main room. Josephine was staring down at the shot, then suddenly turned to me and said that she could do it this time, no sipping. I told her that she should make the toast this time, and of all things, she toasted to 'well kept secrets'. We were both flushed from the warm air and alcohol rush. Looking outside, I spotted a picnic table next to a rock garden and tire swing on a large old oak tree. I thought we could cool off some out there, and being away from the noise, we could talk more. And it might be a good idea to get my new drinking buddy some fresh air, and terra-firma under her feet in case she needed to throw up.

It seemed that the mezcal shots had stirred something up in Josephine. She was quiet and not smiling. I asked if she was feeling okay. She wiped her nose and eye on her sleeve, than said, "Sidrah, there is something that I need to get off of my chest." I said "okay". She said that she already felt that she could trust me, and knowing what she did about my past, that I wouldn't be shocked or judge her. She said it was something that not a soul in her world knew about, except for the other girlfriend of her's that was there with her when it all started, and for nearly a month of what she said went on for over a year and a half. She was talking more freely now and had calmed down a lot. She just seemed shaken before we took the party outside. I wasn't giving too much thought to what her secret might be, and figured that it was probably something not so alarming as a girl like her, with such a proper and family oriented life, may think. She said that she would have to just start in with the story, and that I could stop her with any input as I felt would be helpful. Josephine took a deep breath as if to begin a daunting task. I was thinking, "oh here we go, time to confess that she and her friend accidentally knocked over and broke the cobalt glass milk pitcher that was on the front patio".

Then she began to talk:

(her)- "I guess I got carried away, and should have listened to Leanne when she suggested that maybe what we were getting into was out of our league. And that is funny since she had twice as much confidence when we started it all than I did".

(me)- "Is it some trouble or something that you got into"?

(her)- "No, no trouble at all, but it was getting to be more and more intense, and I began to fear that it could lead to trouble. But.. but, that's not even the issue. I am feeling so much guilt, and know that even though Justin would never find out about any of it, I can't stop thinking about how badly it would break his heart. I guess I am hoping that once I get it said to someone, I will begin to let it go and feel better".

(me)- Well cousin-in-law, you can tell me anything with confidence that it will never be repeated by me, not ever. If it's a long story, or just difficult to get started, then just give me the gist of it. Then we can begin to deal with that trauma, and then fill in the blanks with a more level head".

(her)- "Justin was so right about you, you really are awesome and so much wiser than our other family members".

(me)- "Awww you are so sweet.. But, before I leave Monday, I want to know why he has so much to say about me, after no contact at all for decades. It's no big deal, but I would really like to understand where he is coming from more. But, for now, give me a few words that will get us closer to the heart of your issue"...

(her)- "Well, I guess a good place to start would be... Oh, Sidrah.. (tearing up).. it's that.. that.. he doesn't know.. Justin thinks that.. that.. he thinks that I am a virgin"!

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Whoa there... Shocker! my eyes got wide open and I slumped my head down between my shoulders. Then I sat myself back up straight with my trademark impeccable posture, shook my head back and forth, and took in a breath, then let out a 'whooo' as I exhaled through my puckered lips. Her words hit me harder than both of those shots of mezcal combined. I was regaining my composure, and it looked like Josephine was ready to continue. Her face and chest were completely red, contrasting with her pretty white fingers as she wiped tears away from her eyes. She looked so beautiful and vulnerable. I smiled and she smiled back. I said that she could keep going if she wanted to.

(her)- "Thank you so much for listening to me babble.. .(choking back a sudden tear) . . .. If you hadn't come today I might have never been able to let it out and let go... at least that is the plan".

(me)- "We will get you there, hon. Now, I understand that you aren't a virgin, and that Justin thinks that you are... why is that? Did you tell him that at first, maybe?"

(her)- "No, no I never said that to him at all. We haven't ever really talked much about sex. Justin was asking me some sort of, personal questions, when we first started being with each other every day. He started asking me about my love life. After all, I was 26 years old then, I should have some dating stories. I didn't want him to know yet that he was my first everything. I had never gone steady or even held hands with another boy before. He asked me how I felt that he treated me compared to my past boyfriends. I told him that I didn't really have any boyfriends before, like going steady. I mean, come on! It should have been so obvious... can't he stop with the questions? He smiled really big, then asked if I had ever been out on a date before. I put a play sad look on my face and slowly shook my head no.”

(me)- "I think I am starting to understand this a little better. Josephine, I would have to say, since you let him be under that impression, you can never spoil that. And honestly, hon, he will never be able to tell and will never know.”

At this point, I am thinking that Josephine had most likely been with another girl and was having a difficult time saying the words to me.

(me)- "Hon, part of the reason that you came to me with this dilemma is that you know that I will understand and not judge. And also because you know that I would be comfortable talking about sexual matters, I mean, I have performed lesbian sexual acts for years, at times with Ladies three times my age... I mean, when you've had over four thousand sex partners over nine years, that is uncommon. Finding someone to relate to you is damn hard. Thank goodness I still am in touch with my dorm sisters."

As Josephine was trying not to tear up, she smiled, sort of. I could see on her face that there was so much more that she needed to say. This being maybe one encounter we are talking about, she should be able to recall a lot of detail and compartmentalize that information in the back of her mind somewhere and let it go. It would be much more challenging if we were dealing with years of a pattern of abuse or being controlled.

(me)- "Ok, so.. you have never so much as been on a date or held hands with a boy, but you aren't a virgin now?... Josephine, did you press up on another girl?"

(her)- "No. That would have been better, less manic. What really worried me as far as talking about sex and relationships with Justin was that if he thought that I had sex before, he would likely ask some questions about who I had done it with. This is a small town, we have both been here for years- he would want to know who it was..."

I was really wanting to hear where this story leads, and was growing a bit impatient. Enough beating around the bush.

(me) "You know, Josephine, the sooner that you can get the major details out, the better you will feel. You are putting yourself through heck, girl, and it's not worth it. Do you have it all mapped out in your mind? Would you be able to just start from the top and let it all come out with everything still in sequence?"

Josephine, looking down, took a few shallow breaths and blinked nervously. She lifted her head and looked me in the eye, gave me a 'here we go' smile, and shook her head 'yes'. She cleared her throat and began to concentrate...

(her)- "Years ago, like like 5 or 6 years ago, I worked at an Office Max store with two other girls, in the packaging and paper supplies department. I was me, a super sweet Lady named Leanne who was 26, three years older than me, and a 19 year old wild c***d named Hazel. We all got along very well and they felt like family. We worked together for two years, until Hazel was let go in a lay-off, she had the least seniority. Then less than a month later, the store closed for good."

(me) "Sooo... did you lose touch with your friends after that? Did you get lonely and end up finding attention in the wrong way?"

(her)- (lightly chuckling) "See, you are so good at this. You are really paying attention and have been very thoughtful. We're getting close to the tough parts, and I just know that once I begin to get a few of the words out, the rest will be much easier to say."

(me)- "I am glad that you feel we are making progress. I'm up to speed with where we're at so far. So tell you what, Josephine, I am all ears until you get past the worst of it. Did it have something to do with your friends, though? They must be in the picture somewhere..."

(her)- "Yeah... they were involved, Hazel indirectly, but I think that Leanne and I really brought out each other's wild side or something. It was another year after we all got canned, we had kept in touch daily on facebook, and would get together every couple months or so. Hazel had gotten herself knocked up, and there was to be a wedding. She didn't seem thrilled about the being married part, but that's another story. The night that everything began, we were all together with 5 of Leanne's other friends at her bachelorette party. She lived in Central Point, so a much larger city but a half hour drive away. Her apartment was near mid-town, so we took a walking tour of the pubs and patios. Hazel kept saying that for the grand finale there would be a contest, and whoever won would get to decide what song they played for the husband and wife's first dance. She said she knew it was stupid, but it would mean a lot to her and she couldn't decide which of us she wanted to have choose a song.

The night was winding down, and we began the walk back to Hazel's apartment. Hazel suddenly asked if we were ready for the contest, and if we all had our phones. We said that we did, and Hazel said 'good' and stopped walking- right in front of the nudie magazine store! We all looked at her, puzzled, and she said "look, if any of you stand me up here, Ima gonna be hella pissed. We are going in that store. There is a long row of booths with black doors, they are numbered across the top. We will each go into our own booth, and wait for a dick to come through the glory hole. Then take a picture of it and whoever has the biggest dick pic wins”! Hazel looked thrilled as she described the game to us. Three of her other girlfriends seemed reluctant to do it, and so were Leanne and I. I mean, I had never even seen a penis before, at-all, except for illustrations in the encyclopedia. I know that Leanne had limited dating experience. Hazel was very good at getting people motivated, and that night was no exception. Leanne and I were the last ones to show any enthusiasm. Then we looked at each other and started to laugh. Leanne said "we're doing this!"

(me)- "Well, there's nothing wrong with that..."

(her)- "No, Sidrah… listen... Hazel knew the place well. She gave us each 5 dollars to feed the video arcade. I was so overwhelmed... Leanne was taking it much better than I was. I had never in my life seen anything like the covers of the DVDs and magazines, and the promo material hanging on the walls, you know, glass cases with dildos... I was almost having a panic attack. Leanne helped me find a good private booth and we all had our own then. I could see the hole to the booth next door. I stood on the other side of the small, dark area as if a monster tentacle would come through. I was still holding the 5 dollar bill, so I slid it into the bill slot on the video screen... I wasn't ready for that, not at all... the screen was in four sections each playing a video, I could barely register what I was seeing, and then right away there was shuffling coming from the other booth.. someone was blocking the hole now... And then, then.. a man's penis came through”!

(me)- (I was having such an inner struggle trying not to snicker just a little, like, Josephine was the most meek, demure thing) "Oh, that would be a shock for you... you must have been really creeped out, huh?"

(her)- "At first I was startled.. but then, it wasn't so huge or intimidating... but it was like, growing... and then the man pulled it back to his side but kept the tip through the hole. I could see that he was squeezing and pulling on it from his side... then he put it back through, and Oh My God... it was like 8 times the size it was at first.. I was amazed! That, and flustered.. but then I remembered the stupid contest, and realized that the man's penis was still growing and pointing higher up, pulsing, throbbing... I had never given any thought to when I might see a penis for the first time, but now I didn't have to. It was as big as it could possibly get without bursting, at least 9 inches long, so I took the picture, then got out of there. The other girls were waiting outside and were waving through the glass. We got to Hazel's place and compared photos. I must have been lucky because mine won it. I politely told Hazel that I would have a song name for her in the next day or two.

I was trying to hang out and forget all about what just happened, but I couldn't. It was like a vault had been opened and I was stuck with what was inside. It surprised myself, even considering how I was feeling, that rather than drive straight home, I ended up in the parking garage across the street from the dirty magazine store. I parked my car and headed into the front entrance, we had used the back entrance earlier. I walked in and quickly paced through the displays on my way back to the booths. I was focusing on the floor as I walked, no eye contact… Then I heard a familiar voice say "did you forget something?", so I looked up, and it was Leanne. I stammered a bit, and she said not to worry, it's our secret. I asked what brought her back in there, and she said it was the same thing that called out to me, and she wasn't satisfied with such a quick look, it was a tease. We were smiling at each other huge. We found a booth in the center that was big enough for 4 people, and had 4 holes. We knew that together we could cheer each other on.. but to what, I didn't have a clue. Should I grab and pull it, should I... and before we could even get the money in the video machine, there was a big penis coming through on Leanne's side. I wondered what she would do, if she would hesitate... She didn't. Leanne bent forward and sucked that penis into her mouth like she was starving to death.. I was shocked, really. I wan't so wise to the things that were going on for most people, and I hadn't really coalesced any thoughts that would amount to imagining oral sex. For heaven’s sake I had just seen my first penis. And it was so amazing, and even still, I didn't have any thoughts to put it into my mouth. Leanne was moaning with delight as she sucked and slobbered on that man's stiff penis. Then there was a soft knock behind me.. and another huge penis was through the wall... this time on my side"...

(me)- "I see... You know, Josephine, this is a lot more than I thought it would amount to... but still, this doesn't amount to losing your virginity.."

(her)- "Oh, just give me a little more time to explain... but I am getting so thirsty.."

I offered to run inside and get us a couple bottles of water. I went in and quickly grabbed the water from behind the bar, and noticed the 3/4 empty bottle of mezcal and brought it back with me... after all, it really loosened Josephine up. She had her head down on the table when I returned.

(her)- "I was going to say, I forgot to suggest that you find something harder than water.."

I sat next to Josephine instead of across from her. She indicated that she had more to reveal, and it must be even more shocking than her story so far, which was difficult to imagine. We each took a sip of our waters and then passed the mezcal back and forth. I was quite buzzed, and Josephine was feeling no pain, either. I leaned in to her more and put my arm around her in a supportive gesture.

(me)- "I know this has been hard for you, we don't have to get everything out in the open, just say what you need to so you can feel better..."

(her)- "That is the thing, Sidrah, I don't know when we would have a chance to talk again, and I really want it to be you that I tell this all to. And I need it off of my chest before saying my vows to Justin. So, where was I, then.. So, yeah, so this thick long penis comes through the hole, and at first I just sort of touched it, then more assertively.. and, ..and, then, the next thing I know, it was in my mouth. A minute later it was oozing a warm liquid into my mouth which I spat out. I looked back at Leanne, she was overjoyed, seemingly, as she wasn't spitting anything out.. and, she was also backing her rear end up to the hole with her panties down in the back.. Sidrah, she was taking them inside of her.."

(me)- "Wow. Um, well, I don't know how you did it, Josephine, but I am at a loss for words! And it's not that I think you did anything wrong, it just surprises me because you aren't the type that I would imagine being in that situation at all. But I applaud people trying new things; So did you follow suit then after Leanne began letting them penetrate her?"

(her)- "No, I didn't. I admit that I was enthralled to say the least, but somehow I still had a bit of my better judgement working for me. And I must have shown some real resolve, since five hours later I still hadn't given in that way."

(me)- "Five hours? You were in the booth for five hours??"

(her)- "That first time, yes.. I know, I know.. how many times were there? Well, let me save you the asking. Leanne and I went back every single night for almost a month. The first night, Leanne serviced 26 men, and I did 22. I guess it didn't seem like a lot since it was such an impersonal sort of contact. But, then when we were leaving, the back door of the store was locked so we had to exit at the front, bringing us right past the cashier counter. The owner of the store was smiling, and said that we had done some great work, and that he had our tips. We looked puzzled, and he explained that when guys really like the girls working the booths, they will tip them since they wanted them to come back again. He said that the right kind of girl can really bring in the guys with the money to spend on a guaranteed perfect hot blow job. The store policy is that no cash can change hands between patrons anywhere in the store, and they would give him the tips to pass along. As he was fishing around for the cash and envelopes, he asked if we would be back the next weekend, and said that if we call ahead, he would have that booth spotless for us. We looked at each other and sort of laughed to ourselves. Then he gave us each an envelope and told us that he really hoped to see us back, and that his name is Harlan and to drop in any time as honored VIP guests. We were both shell shocked a bit and walking on cloud nine. As we walked to our cars, we joked that we should go back the next weekend. Then Leanne held up her envelope and said we should get in her car and compare tips, see if it was equal or really anything much at all. Mine felt like an envelope with maybe twenty bills in it, we were thinking something like 25 bucks. We opened the envelopes, and each one contained $1200, all in 50 dollar bills."

(me)- "I think I get it now, about that being the 'first' night. That is a lot of money... and, really, not to take things lightly, but you two must be naturals at giving head”!

(her)- "I know, right? Not like we would have known, well, at least not me. Leanne was much more in the know than I was. So anyway, we made it a standing nightly date to be there at 11pm and work the booth until sunrise. After a few weeks, we each had more money than we would have made in a year. Sidrah, it was just unreal. I was really getting into it, but unlike Leanne, wasn't giving up my vagina. On our way out one night then, Harlan gave us our tips, which had been as much as $2500 each and never less than $1500. Harlan would always tell us that he was hearing great things about us and that word was spreading, and that more affluent men were coming in for our service. He suggested to me that tips for both of us could go higher if I would be willing to bend over and let them penetrate me. Leanne and I talked about that, and while we were having fun, she said that Harlan suggesting that was out of line. I didn't feel the same way, but Leanne was beginning to have second thoughts and was saying that maybe we already had enough of a good thing and shouldn't push it. Again, I didn't feel the same. That night we both went back, and Harlan had something extra for us. He gave each of us a diamond tennis bracelet which were later appraised at $5000 each. He also gave each of us a DVD and said that it was filmed at another facility that he had a few blocks away. He said that he is always looking for skilled ladies to help out with the events like the one on the DVD. Leanne and I did our thing, then in the morning went our separate ways, agreeing to call each other when we woke up that afternoon. I went home, stashed my tips, and put on the DVD, and Oh My God, Sidrah.. it was like a whole new level of activity that I was completely ignorant of, and that shocked me nearly as much as the first night in the booths did. I was shocked, but not as much as I was intrigued. I could only guess what Leanne thought of it, considering her wavering some on what we were involved with. Harlan had basically said that if we wanted in on it, we were hired. It was more of a commitment as far as showing up at a certain time and working a 5 hour shift. He said it would pay very well compared to booth work. Still, I wasn't surprised when Leanne said that she didn't want anything to do with it, and that she wasn't going to push her luck any more. She had begun dating someone and said she had plenty of money. Well, I was perpetually single, not the type that gets asked out much, and I was reveling in the attention, and, honestly, all of the contact with large hard penises that would squirt for me."

(me)- "Hey, I can relate with you. Both of you, but more with you than Leanne. Even years living in the dorm, I would always, and still crave big titties with all the trimmings, ya know.. So what kind of operation did this Harlan guy have going on the side?"

Josephine took another long drink of mezcal and chased it with water. She carried on with a determination that only alcohol can lend.

(her)- "See, I can tell You all of this because I know it isn't going to shock you. I watched the DVD keeping in mind that I could be doing what the girls were if I wanted to. It started with a girl on a bench with a reclined back. She was laying back and face up, wearing skimpy lingerie and exposing herself. As she did, a line of men who were all nude and masturbating would take their turns with her, either having her suck on their erections until they spilled on her mouth and face, or some would pleasure themselves and ejaculate wherever they pleased. Yeah.. I wish I could understand why I was so drawn to the idea of it, but the reasons didn't matter and were probably more clear than I wanted to admit to myself. Sidrah, I wanted to be the girl on that bench, with My face covered in sperm."

Wow, wow again. Turns out that Justin's little pristine and pure bride to be might be quite the freak. I was beginning to get turned on, too. Josephine came across and completely resembled a young teen with her adorable and dramatic way of making her points. The sun was low on the horizon and it looked like everybody was heading out. I was staying upstairs in the reception house. I asked Josephine if she needed to catch up with Justin or her family. She said no, that her wedding dress and accessories were all in the house too and she arranged to stay there with me so Justin couldn't see her before the ceremony, which is bad luck. We got up to say our goodbyes to everyone and then got changed and freshened up, and then settled in to the nicely furnished den. We lit some candles as we resumed our conversation, now completely alone.

(me)- "Ok then, so you were having fantasies of being a jizz target?"

I was smiling at Josephine when I said it, and looking a bit intrigued myself. We were facing each other sitting sideways on a deep suede couch. We were each sipping from a glass of wine, but had mostly sobered up. Josephine had changed into proper flannel pajamas, while I was in a sports bra and boy shorts.

(her)- "I guess that is one way to put it, but I've never really been comfortable with sexual slang. It's no problem, Sidrah, I know you wouldn't make fun of this.."

(me)- "Oh, God no, not ever. And why would I have any latitude to make fun of you, I mean, after my c***dhood. Then, I am guessing that, as at this point in the story, you are still a virgin, you must have taken the offer from Harlan seriously? Or maybe your eyes were opened wider and you explored other avenues?"

(her)- "See, again, I am so relieved with your patience and that you are listening attentively. This means a lot to me, Sidrah. Well, Leanne said that she was out. I went back to the booth another few nights, and then told Harlan that I wanted to know more about it. He brought me into his back office and shut the door. That wasn't intimidating, he was always on a purely business level. Harlan said that having my interest was enough and that it would be best for him to address any concerns that I had. I was mostly expressing worry over being recognized, and that my identity getting out could be a bad thing. Harlan said that first of all, they don't open the doors to the public. Every member was checked out thoroughly since he didn't want any trouble either. He said that they each paid a steep yearly membership, and $1000 per event, which they had to schedule ahead of time. So there were no unexpected arrivals. Then he said that the last thing any of them would ever want to do is mess with any of his girls. He indicated that they would 'pay dearly' if they did. And I believed him and even felt protected. Then Harlan showed me some pictures of the work his makeup staff does, before and after shots. I would have to arrive an hour before the event to get dolled up, and he guaranteed that my own mother wouldn't recognize me. The photos were all of the proof that I needed to see, and honestly, I couldn't wait to wear the skimpy outfits, and even be more bold about my sexuality. It would be a big departure from my school jersey and elastic waistband jeans, oh and my white canvas slip on shoes, that's for sure.. And if anything, being anonymous myself would help me to look at or face the men this way, I never had to in the booths."

(me)- "Good for you, Josephine. You made it a way to improve your people skills! So you agreed to give it a try.. or.. maybe more than just a try?"

(her)- "That's what it all boils down to, yes. I agreed to be wherever he needed me to be at 9pm the next night. Harlan gave me the address and said to park in the reserved spot on the far side of the building, and then text him and he would let me in the side door. The building was close to the store, but on the edge of the right part of town. The only other places out near it were the big private country club with a golf course and boat marina, and then the BMW dealership just further down.”

“I wish I could say that I was nervous, but I wasn't. I was only anxious. It was a very non-descript building, but that was the point. Harlan said that nobody would ever guess that it was gang bang central, and the member entrance was through a corridor from the parking garage next door. nobody ever saw anybody giving the place a second thought. I texted him and we went inside, and was it ever swanky, Nothing but the best, just amazing decor. Harlan introduced me to Dottie, the makeup person, and said that she would also be helping me to keep the men 'on target', which I didn't understand. Heck, that was the first time I had heard the term gang bang, but I figured that I had to not let talk like that bother me. Dottie was really pretty, she had natural beauty like you do, Sidrah. She had red hair and a nice figure. She was dressed a bit more conservatively than I would be, but still in revealing clothes. She took about 45 minutes doing my makeup and fitting me with some very realistic hair clip-ins adding a lot of volume and length. I couldn't recognize myself, not one bit. Dottie had made me something different than pretty or beautiful. I could only say that I looked hot, and I was still in my street clothes. Dottie had me strip while she grabbed my outfit. It was a hot pink micro bikini with the nipples cut out of the top, and also a hole cut in the bottoms essentially making them crotchless. Then she put a sparkly silver pair of strappy heels on me and gave me a bib and a crystal bowl. She said that we were ready, and asked what name I wanted to use so that she could introduce me to the crew and then get started. I decided on the name Britney, it was all that came to mind. So, out into the main room we went..."

I was squirming in my spot on the couch, my inner thighs tingling and my pussy getting ticklish and very wet. Josephine was too. She didn't have to announce it, as she shifted her tiny body in her spot and opened her legs to sit more cross legged, I could clearly smell her damp musky crotch, and could also feel warmth radiating from her. She continued with the story, as she became less self conscious about staring at my tits. Who could blame her, lol. I stretched back purposefully heaving my pillowy tits up and out of the sport bra cups more, showing an absurd amount of cleavage. I opened my legs, too, and could see Josephine becoming flustered as she was getting a visual treat, and now would be able to smell my wetness, too.

(her)- "Dottie announced me and the men applauded. There were 65 men there, and I was the only girl though there were 2 mat tables and 2 reclined benches. It was my choice where to be, so wanting to be like the girl on the DVD, I chose the reclined bench. I laid back and Dottie sat on a stool right behind my head and was leaning in over me, fixing my bib, and telling me to hold the crystal bowl under my chin. It would catch any sperm that dripped from my chin and face. She told me to keep my legs open, and that I could masturbate if I wished. Her boobs were resting on the top back of my head, and felt so nice, so soft, and she smelled so pretty..."

(me)- "It sounds like you enjoyed the contact that way with Dottie?"

(her)- "I certainly didn't hate it, um... yeah, it was nice. But it was all business, and by the time we were finished with everything, we all parted ways. I don't even know her real name, not that I would have rushed into anything, I think at least... but that is beside the point."

Josephine turned as red as a fire engine when I asked her about that. Her eyes were wandering more and more. She was trying not to stare at my jiggling titties, and instead would go from looking me directly in the face, to staring at my bare toes and feet. My muted chrome magenta nail polish did look very sexy. Josephine had a clear polish mani-pedi which looked very clean and proper. I urged her to go on with the story, despite us both breathing heavy and her shuddering inside.

(her)- "Right away, the men lined up and circled around me. They were all nude and masturbating, and all quite large down there. As they circled around and got in closer, both me and Dottie were taking their penises in our hands. Dottie could only go that far, it was the rules, all action and emissions were to be on me. I opened my legs wider and closed my eyes. Quickly, I began feeling warm drops of sperm spurting on my collar bones and neck, then up to my face and in my mouth. Almost instantly, another 2 men ejaculated in my mouth and spilled all over my chin and face. I held the crystal bowl in place and it started to collect a good amount of sperm, this after maybe a dozen men had finished on me and gotten back in line, continuing to masturbate. They kept a great momentum and one after one, or two and three at a time, they spurted all over me, really. Any sperm that landed on my face was wiped up into my mouth with Dottie's fingers as she called me a little cum slut, and other things I will never be comfortable repeating. But, Dottie was great, and I wasn't nervous at all. She asked if I wanted to lay fully flat on one of the mat tables, which were maybe 3 feet tall. I said sure, and we moved to the nearest one. Dottie set my head down on a small pillow and put her stool behind my head. Then she went to the end of the table and unfolded two metal poles with small platforms on them, resting up another 2 feet above the table surface. Then she scooted my butt to the end of the table, then put my feet on the platforms, and parted my knees. If I wasn't so thrilled, I would have been ashamed to be splayed so wide open.. As things continued, I was feeling spurt after spurt on my vagina. Dottie would scoop it all into her hand and either put it in my mouth, or in the crystal bowl, which had a good 1/2 cup of sperm accumulated. I was simply mesmerized. Moving to the mat table was the only break from the constant flow of sperm, which I was really loving. I was swallowing so much, and obviously the crystal bowl was for me to drink from, so I did before I was told to. All of it."

(me)- "I'll have to take your word on how wonderful it was, I can tell you had a great time. I've never been with a man, or that many women at the same time... damn girl, I think you might have lapped me in some regards."

Josephine smiled and stifled a laugh, and gave me the classic "who, me" face. I was still thinking that she was still a virgin at this point, maybe she met someone after all of this...

(her)- "The feeling of warm sperm squirting forcefully on to my vagina was really something else. I wasn't looking down there at all by this time, and Dottie was telling me to keep my eyes closed so I didn't get sperm in them, which it did anyway. I was sticky from head to toe as Dottie kept making the rounds from my face to my spread legs. Then she sat at the stool behind me and put her boobs over my face. I, well.. I wanted to.. to almost kiss them a little, you know?"

(me)- "I know all too well, I mean, who doesn't love them some boobies?"

(her)- "Well I didn't kiss her boobs or anything. Not her or any of the other girls that assisted me. But it was a different kind of bliss just having my sticky lips on her nipples even if I wasn't going all out on her. The thing is, it distracted me enough to not notice that one of the men was pressing the tip of his penis onto my vagina as he ejaculated on it. It was all so wet, and I was preoccupied. I think Dottie was intentionally distracting me as the man slid about half of his penis inside of me. My God, Sidrah, it felt incredible. He put it all the way in and screwed me that way for a minute or so, then he pulled it out. And before I could even let it register that I wasn't a virgin after that, another man was inside of me, very deep, and squirting his sperm way deep inside of me. It was the most incredible thing that I ever felt. By the end of the event, all 65 of them had penetrated me multiple times, even in my bottom. So, there you have it. I lost my virginity that night for sure. To 65 men."

(me)- "I have to say, Josephine, you truly have outdone me. If anything, in sheer volume, I mean, I would kill for a chance to do the same thing but with a crowd of hot sexy ladies. What an experience”!

(her)- "Well, it wasn't an isolated event. For the next 15 months, I did 4 sessions a week. The pay was incredible, $8000 per session... it put me through school, but to be honest, I was there for the action. ... Sidrah, I feel so much bettter now..."

(me)- "I bet you felt great getting off over and over too, as you were fucked like that for so long.."

(her)- "actually, I'm not certain if I even climaxed, not then, or ever. I guess I wouldn't recognize an orgasm if I had one."

We had leaned in much closer to each other by now, our faces maybe a foot apart. I was playing with Josephine's hair as we softly talked and gazed into each other's eyes, her fingertips were caressing the lace trim of my sports bra. She was so much more calm and relieved having told her story. So I asked her about Justin.

(me)- "Ok now, like I said, I want to know how it is that Justin knows all about me enough to brag about me? He sure doesn't show it.."

(her)- "Sidrah, it's just that he got really nervous being around you again. He had, or still has, a serious crush on you! From way back when you two were little."

(me)- "But I haven't seen him since I was maybe four years old. I must have made quite an impression on him."

(her)- "You sure as heck did. When we met, he told me about you almost immediately, and you would always come up. He had pamphlets from the program and dorm that you and your mother were in. His family knew what it was all about and he had to hide all of it. He would check the website every day for any little glimpse of you. Then when you turned 18, and were more directly involved with the sample instruction videos, he started saving them on his computer. He has hours of video of you assisting wet nurses, and applying your techniques to pregnant women's bodies. I was never offended by his infatuation with you, I watched too, you are so beautiful, Sidrah, and watching you suck on swollen nipples, while using your fingers to stimulate her vaginally, well.. it is honestly incredible."

Our lips were touching now. We were tongue kissing and she was really feeling me up. While I didn't want to have it on me that I had sex with Justin's bride to be, I instead just let Josephine explore my naked body with her hands and mouth. I rubbed her vagina through her panties, and we are sure that she orgasmed, several times. It was our little secret ;)

((names altered to protect the horny))