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I was probably the last guy in my year to have sex with Carla. At 16, she
was addicted to sex and would offer herself to any guy who wanted to screw
her. I, of course was very naive and though I heard the stories about her, I
somehow figured they were just stories, even when some of the detail was
exactly that -- detailed!

Most of the girls kept a distance from her which didn't seem to bother
Carla. She preferred the company of the boys anyway. I had heard that she
did oral sex, swallowed cum, would take on two guys at once and had even had
sex with a guy and his girlfriend. It was rumored that she also had older
guys which she picked up at the shopping center on Saturdays. Anyway, though
I relished in the stories, I had convinced myself they were just teenage
wishful thinking. Carla had showed little interest in me and to be honest, I
was too scared to show any interest in her apart from a shy "hello."

We were all around the 16 year old mark. Carla had mousey dark brown hair,
cut short and was a medium build. She was cute rather than stunning but she
was not fat in any way. Her tits were already quite well developed and she
took great delight in unbuttoning the top buttons of her white school blouse
to show the fabric of her bra and the top of her milky tits. Her grey school
skirt was a little too short for the regulations but she seemed to get away
with it, and her maroon blazer was just a little too tight which made her
tits look all the bigger.

Me, well I also had regulation school blazer and grey trousers, white shirt
and school tie. I was cursed with very red hair and freckles, I was
constantly called "cute" by all the mums and even at 16 and quite well
built. I still had a c***dish face and had just started to shave. I didn't
like my looks and felt very introverted, rarely playing sports as I would
have to strip in the showers and others would see my bright red pubic hair.
I was also quite big down there which embarrassed me as it was out of
proportion to both my body size and ball size. It would get hard with just a
passing thought about sex and I quite enjoyed looking at girls and boys
though I knew I couldn't be gay as gays only liked boys. Steven Johnston at
school was a poof. You could just tell and all the guys took the piss out of
him as he was quite slim, blonde and girly. Sometimes people called me
"poof" too because I was so shy and wouldn't take my clothes off in front of
others. They would chant "Rick Turner's a pansy." They didn't do it for long
though so they must have known
I couldn't be one because I liked girls more than boys.

One warm Spring afternoon, I was walking home my usual way. Dad ran a small
haulage business and Mum was his secretary so and I usually had the house to
myself until around 6.30 pm. I was happily heading home. I had been quite
horny that day and was looking forward to stripping off and pulling out the
Penthouse magazines I had hidden for a nice slow jerk .

"Hi Ricky," I heard from behind. It was Carla who quickly caught up with me.

"You looked a little hot and bothered in class today," she continued. "Were
you a bit itchy down there," she said, her head nodding straight at my
crotch. "It's just you were rubbing it a bit and I noticed."

I went absolutely scarlet.

"Hey lots of boys like to rub down there," she said, "Even I do."

"Rub yourself?" I said incredulously.

"Of course, silly! I get a bit horny some afternoons and I rub myself down
there to keep myself happy. Have you never done that for a girl?"

I flushed again and shook my head.

She completely changed the subject and asked where I lived and who was at
home which I answered. Then she said she could come and help me with my
homework if I wanted. I agreed.

We got into the house and up to my room where Carla took off her jacket and
lay on the bed, her ever loose top buttons attracting my eyes. I took my
jacket off and loosened my tie, getting my homework out. She patted the bed
beside her and I sat down.

"You're really cute you know," she said as I blushed again. "I love your
hair color."

I couldn't believe anyone would love my hair color as I didn't. She leaned
across and kissed my cheek. I turned to look at her and she kissed my mouth.
It wasn't much of a kiss, more like lip contact and nose contact at the same
time. She pushed me back on the bed and climbed on top of me, her lips
opened and this time she made sure it was a real kiss. She pushed her tongue
into my mouth and really kissed me. She was sitting across my middle,
holding both of my arms back and pinning me down as she kissed. My cock
sprung up behind the fabric of my trousers and pushed in between her legs. I
was so embarrassed and hoped she couldn't feel it. Of course she did and
wiggled her bum down on to it.

"You seem like a healthy boy," she said.

Her blouse was unbuttoned and removed so she was sitting in just her bra.
She unclasped her skirt and took it off so it was then bra and pants. She
started to unbutton my shirt to reveal my pale skin and freckled shoulders.
I felt sure she would stop once she saw how white I was. She kissed my
nipples and my cock spring up again then she unclipped her bra and pulled it
off to reveal a magnificent pair of tits with lovely brown and large
nipples. She climbed off me and pulled off her panties. Her dark patch of
pubic hair was quite small, trim and shaved in a "V" shape. She unbuttoned
my trousers and pulled them off leaving me in my white jockeys and a very
obvious erection.

"Wow, you ARE big," she said. "I thought it looked big in class today which
is why I followed you."

"You followed me," I spluttered.

"The other boys are just boys Ricky, and you look like a man."

She pulled the front of my briefs down and my cock sprung out. I hadn't
measured it then but I now know it was 9 inches long and quite thick. I was
also not circumcised so the red head peeked through the foreskin which was
also red. My foreskin was quite generous and very red and before I could say
anything, Carla's mouth was on it. I couldn't have been too clean as I
hadn't washed it since morning but that didn't deter her. She sucked like it
was a lollipop and I was almost immediately ready to cum. I told her and she
stopped, leaving my cock standing upright. She was kneeling on the floor
between my legs and I was lying back on the bed with my legs dangling over
the side. She stood up and I caught another glimpse of her pubic "V", and my
cock sprung up even more. She rummaged in her bag and pulled out a condom. I
realized what I was about to do!

She opened the wrapper and rolled the rubber over my cock. The sensation of
her hands and the tight rubber almost made me cum and I had to stop her
again. My cock lay there on its own, pulsing to my heartbeat and she climbed
back on to me and slowly lowered herself on to my cock.

"I have to be careful," she said, "you are the biggest I have ever taken."

She had me fooled as my cock just slipped straight into her and the warmth
that enveloped it was absolutely wonderful. She started to rub the front of
herself and I could see a little knob of skin as she did so. Her body
plunged up and down on me and thankfully as I was slipping up and down so
easily the urge to cum had slightly subsided though it was never far away.
She suddenly gasped and I thought I had hurt her but she began to his the
words "yes, yes," as her pace picked up. I erupted in seconds with the
orgasm forcing it's was up from my balls almost painfully and exploding out
of the tip of my cock. She expertly slowed until there was no more cum to
leak out of me, then she pulled herself off. I looked down at my wilting
cock and the sac at the end of the condom seemed to have enough cum in it
for two people. She pulled it off, held it up and said, "Impressive!"

At that moment, I was in love.

Carla continued in her way with guys at school but every week or so I would
hear her call, "Ricky" and know I was going to get to fuck her. She taught
me a lot. In fact she was my only sex education. She told me what to do and
when to do it. She told me when to cum and when to hold on. She even taught
me how to fuck her in the ass. She taught me about hygiene and took great
delight in making me lick her out until she came. Others must have known as
there were some comments from the other guys at school about "Carla's
lapdog," but I didn't care.

One Saturday night when my parent's were at a wedding, she told me she would
be around and arrived about 7.00pm. We stripped and were about to have sex
when she asked me to lick her out. I went down as told and was surprised to
find a strange taste and liquid running out of her. She told me she had been
fucked by a married man she knew, just 30 minutes before coming round and
that was his cum. I started to pull away but she told me I had to lick it
all. She had the noisiest orgasm I had ever heard from her as I licked on
her cunt. The taste was actually turning me on and the thought that some
older guy's big cock had been in there just before I had stuck my tongue in,
brought me to a swift climax too.

Our relationship lasted right to the end of school and we started going out
together properly when I had my first job at 18. I was an apprentice
electrician and Carla was training to be a hairdresser. She had cut down on
the other guys but still took control of our lovemaking. We married way too
early at 19 and managed to secure a rented council house in the town.

The lovemaking continued to be controlled by Carla. I loved not having to
make the decisions. We had sex in the snow, naked in a field, sex in a
multi-story car park, and she made me go out one night with both of us
wearing our long winter overcoats and nothing underneath then got me to fuck
her in a shop doorway in the town center with people walking past. We even
had sex in the back garden with the neighbors having a barbeque just over
the high fence. She loved the unusual and once when we were watching the
neighbors Alsatian dog, she tied me to the bed and brought the dog in to
lick my cock and balls. It disgusted me and yet I came with great force
because Carla was doing it.

We were 20 when Carla asked me if I was still excited by the thought of her
with other guys. I had to confess I was. The reason, she said was that she
loved me but needed more cock. I also confessed that I wasn't too sure about
her going out at night with other guys on her own in case people talked.

"Oh no," she said, "You're going to be involved at all stages!"

Perhaps I should have seen this marked change in our life coming and my
complete attitude to sex too. Here I was, a young moderately heterosexual 21
year old male, pretty good looking (if you don't mind red mop tops) and well
blessed in the tools department, letting some female dictate where my sex
life was going. You might even be reading this and thinking I was a bit of a
wimp. The trouble I had was my very hard cock was telling me I really wanted
whatever it was she was planning. I was finding being told what I was going
to do, highly erotic and it was patently obvious that Carla loved forcing me
to do whatever her filthy mind had planned for me.

"Trouble is Rick," she would say, "I don't like the hunks with hairy chests,
I prefer them to be a little softer and more subservient and you fit that
bill."

Our summer holidays were coming up and we hadn't planned to go anywhere,
just to do a bit of redecoration in the flat and take the odd day trip. We
finished work on the Friday and on Saturday afternoon she suggested we take
a walk uptown. She looked a little butch for my liking in jeans, loose
t-shirt and boots. Her hair was short anyway but the way she had it tied
back she looked almost like she had a short back and sides. Well we walked
down to the park in the town center and after strolling for a while, sat on
a bench.

"You see those toilets over there?" she said.

"Yes," I replied.

"I went into the ladies last week and the gents seemed very busy so I
strolled in and saw the cubicles had small holes between them. Gay guys go
in there to get sucked off."

"Who by?" I asked innocently.

"Other guys, you idiot," she retorted.

I hadn't the faintest idea where this was heading.

"I spoke to Morgan (a mutual gay friend in his late teens) and he told me
the park can be quite busy with gays sometimes. You and I are going in there
once it looks quiet and we are both going into a cubicle where we will wait
until a guy puts his cock through then I'm going to suck it off," said
Carla.

"But they're gay!" I said.

"So, they don't know that I'm a woman do they?"

"But you can't put your cock back through so they'll know," I replied.

"Exactly," she said, "that's where you come in."

My cock was rising and I didn't know why. Was I excited that I would
actually see Carla sucking cock, excited that she was sucking gay guys who
didn't know it was a woman, or was it that my cock was going to be sucked by
a guy in front of Carla. Whatever it was, I was up for it.

The park had slightly quietened and she suggested I go in, check it was
quiet and summon her from the door. I did. She slipped in beside me and we
entered the cubicle. It was a large modern toilet with laminated wooden
walls and was tiled from floor to ceiling. In the middle of the wall,
someone had neatly drilled a smooth round hole about 4-5 inches across.
There was another smaller hole higher up, I presume for people to look
through to get some idea what the person at the other side was like. Carla
said she was going to stand at the side of the toilet bowl with her back to
the cubicle next door and I should drop my pants and sit on the toilet. My
cock would not go down and I had to press it down between my legs. She
confessed that her heart was pumping like mad with anticipation. The door
also had a small hole which looked out to the entrance and with careful
planning you could assess your future next door neighbor and, I presumed,
eliminate the old age pensioners.

There were steps on the path and I stood up to look. A guy in his early
thirties came in. He was quite attractive with a bit of stubble, short
sleeved shirt, jeans and tattoos on both arms. He looked a bit rough for
Carla mind you. He stood for a while, then tried our door. When he realzed
it was locked he went in next door and quickly dropped his pants. Carla had
been looking through the little hole in the wall so saw him enter before she
plugged it up. I sat and he sat. I wasn't sure what the protocol was, or
even if the guy was gay. I bent forward and looked and could see the head of
an erect cock rising between his legs. A finger appeared at the larger hole
and tapped. I wasn't sure why so I did it back. He stood up and I thought he
was leaving when suddenly a stiff cock came into the cubicle. It was about 6
inches long, foreskin peeled gently back and a nice dark pink head with just
a drop of clear liquid on it. I wasn't used to seeing men with stiff cocks
but Carla quickly jumped forward and dropped down to take it all in her
mouth. I could hear him groan as she sucked. I stood back to watch and
stroked my own cock them bent forward to put my fingers between Carla's legs
and stroke her wet, open cunt as she sucked. This was really good! The
trouble was it didn't last long. The guy shot his load in Carla's mouth
within about 3 minutes and she took her mouth off just as the last spurt hit
her cheeks. He quickly zipped up and left. I could see that this was very
much quickie sex.

Carla hungrily swallowed his cum and smiled at me. "That was great!"

We didn't wait long for the next visitor. He was an Asian guy of about 28.
He was very attractive and slim and I whispered this to Carla as he entered
and I sat down again. Once more, the finger tapped and I tapped back. This
time he tapped again. Carla prodded me to put my cock through. I hesitantly
stood up and pushed my nine inches through the hole. I felt cold fingers
grip it and stroke it gently up and down. Carla was caressing my balls from
behind. A warmth enveloped me and I realized I was being sucked by a guy for
the first time. The pressure was great, gripping my whole cock and sliding
up and down. I felt a rush of cum and had to quickly withdraw.

Seven inches of very dark cock entered our cubicle. He had foreskin and his
cock was surprisingly thick. Before Carla could say anything I knelt down
and sucked him. I wasn't too good at it but enjoyed the flavors of his
meat. Carla tapped me on the shoulder and took my place. She had done more
of this than I had and it sounded so as well. I heard him groan at the other
side. She sucked for a few minutes before his cock disappeared. A minute
later, it returned with a condom over it. He wanted to fuck me! I shook my
head to Carla so she turned around, gripped his cock with her fingers and
gently pushed it against her upturned cunt lips. I thought he might have
guessed this was no male hole but he didn't seem to notice. He started to
hump her, his cock visible pushing in and out. Once more, he didn't last
long and I heard his orgasm. As his cock pulled back, I saw the sac at the
end with a full load of fresh cum.

When he left, the toilet was once again quiet. I was a little nervous so
Carla suggested we have sex here and now. We did. I was perhaps nervous but
was also horny and so was she. Carla leaned against the wall and allowed me
to enter her. I fucked her while sucking her beautiful tits and then, as I
kissed her, I imagined the cocks she had been sucking just a few moments
earlier, and that was enough for me. My cock stiffened and pumped its warm
load into her. She managed to orgasm with me, my hand across her mouth to
prevent one of her usually noisy orgasms!

Once we got home, we didn't really discuss the events of the day. This was
Carla's way. We returned to normal life and to normal sex life for a week or
two. She led the agenda and I did as I was told. I loved her and wanted what
made her horny. I got off seeing Carla getting off!

One Friday night, one week later, Carla was out with a couple of girls from
her office and Morgan, the young gay guy. I suppose you could say it was a
girl's night out. I stayed at home watching television and a DVD. I cracked
a few cans of beer and enjoyed my own company. I figured she would be home
about midnight so changed into a t-shirt and baggy shorts and sat barefooted
on the floor enjoying the movie and allowed the buzz of the alcohol to do
its job. I was feeling quite horny. Booze always did that. It lowered my
inhibitions and allowed my mind to relax. I had been stroking my cock but
decided not to jack off in case she came in and wanted sex as she sometimes
did if there were some guys chatting her up.

About 11.30, I heard the door and some voices and in came Carla, not fully
drunk but certainly not sober either. She had two of her female colleagues,
Lorna and Diane and also Morgan in tow. All were merry and very giggly and
the flopped on to the sofa while Carla opened a bottle of wine for them.

"Had a good night darling," she enquired once she returned from the kitchen?

"Really great thanks. Very restful and peaceful," I replied.
"So did we," she continued, "some gorgeous guys in the bar chatted us up and
even Morgan nearly got his hole."

I was slightly embarrassed by her tone but the others were laughing. I
wondered at that moment if perhaps they had been smoking a little something
as she looked decidedly wicked as she lay. Her legs were apart and I could
see her panties. There was no point in telling her either as Carla could not
be told. I kept quiet.

"I told these three that none of the guys could hold a candle to you
darling," she said. "None had big cocks, I felt them all. Your have the
biggest one I have seen haven't you?"

All three sets of eyes dropped to my crotch area and I blushed.

"Nine fucking inches," she rambled, "and my God I can feel it going in:
makes me all wet just to think about it."

I felt my cock give an involuntary jerk upwards and I had no idea why. I
think talking about my personal parts to friends was doing it. She crawled
across beside me and sat on the floor, both of us with our backs to the
sofa. She put her hands between my legs and squeezed my cock.

"You've got a semi," she said! "You have to see this girls, it's a beauty."

I thought it best to make a hasty retreat to the toilet and stood up to do
so. Carla had other ideas and pulled down my shorts as I stood up. My semi
hard cock sprung up on release and in full view of the others. Carla leapt
on to her knees in front of me and swallowed my cock to a rapturous applause
from the three member audience. I was about to pull away but thought better
as I knew Carla didn't like not getting what she wanted and at this moment I
didn't know what she wanted (besides I was, as always when Carla took
control, horny as fuck).

She pulled my shorts right down and asked me to step out of them then
invited the girls across so have a suck. Both Lorna and Diane needed no
further invitation and came across putting a mouth on either side to lick my
very stiff dick. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Morgan looking
both embarrassed and also rubbing the front of his cotton trousers. I wasn't
sure whether the spectacle of three girls sucking cock, or the view of my
nine inches and what it could do to his hole, were getting him interested. I
looked down at the two eager faces still sucking my cock and thought how
pretty both girls look. Diane was a mousey brown petite girl with two pert
breasts which were all but visible from my standing position, looking down
her front. I took the opportunity to fondle them and she didn't object (she
really couldn't with her mouth wrapped around my dick). Lorna had long
blonde streaked hair which constantly had to be brushed form her face and
her tits, though not as exposed in her top, were big buggers. I copped a
feel at them too!

Carla had her finger in my hole and was pushing discreetly in and out, as
she knew what that did to me. I ejaculated almost immediately. I actually
had little warning and the jet of cum scared the shit out of the girls. It
shot clean across the room, missing both of them and landed fair and square
on Morgan's face. The girls didn't escape the later shots though and as they
covered my cock to catch the remains I noted Morgan take his finger to the
cum on his face and collect it into his mouth as he winked at me.

I was allowed to go to the toilet and when I returned the conversation was
as if nothing had happened. As they left, about 20 minutes later, the girls
both thanked me for a "nice" evening and as he left, Morgan whispered, "If
ever you want to put that thing somewhere new, just call me."

"What did you do that for," I asked Carla after they left?

"People see you as the lanky red haired geek and I just wanted them to know
what hidden attributes you have. It also turned me on to see them getting
hot over you," she said.

Carla was in serious randy mood, I could tell. She scared and excited me at
the same time. Twice in as many weeks, we had involved other people in our
sex and that also scared and excited me. I felt a bit weird having exposed
myself in front of her friends but was equally excited that they had been
turned on by me.

Our two week break was coming to an end and Carla suggested going to a barn
dance being held locally in aid of charity. The dance was at the end of a
gala or "fair" week in the town and many of the people at the dance had been
enjoying the good weather at a fairground on the local green complete with
beer tents. She dressed in a really silly skirt which was checkered and
puffed out with a nylon underskirt. She had a white pinafore on top and had
extended a false pigtail down her back. The effect was completed by some
freckles dabbed on her nose and cheeks with mascara and a straw hat. I had a
check shirt and grown dungarees and a matching straw hat. I didn't need to
paint in my freckles as my red hair and natural skin color made me look
authentic enough. The dance was held in a farmer's barn on the town
outskirts and had been set up with bales of hay and bright lighting. A
makeshift bar was selling beer and there was a great little fiddle band
playing country music. The atmosphere was fabulous!

Well we danced and drank for about 2 hours and sometime after 10.30pm I had
to rest. Carla was still going strong and grabbed a hold of a big six footed
young lad who looked to be in his late teens. One thing for sure, he had
been drinking seriously and was having trouble keeping up with Carla. I went
for a drink and started chatting to some guys at the bar. It was about
fifteen minutes later that I turned to look for Carla and found her sitting
between the tall k** and his much smaller and darker mate. I was fascinated
watching these two younger boys flirting with her. They were interested in
her underskirt which flared up giving the dress a puffy look. I saw the
smaller one's hand rub on her leg and my cock started to rise. Carla looked
over and saw me. She winked, then stood, taking a guy in each arm and headed
out of the barn. I followed discreetly behind.

She giggled as she walked around the rear of the large barn into the
shadows. I could hear giggling in the distance as other couples seemed to
have headed to the other barn which stored the hay bales. It was a warm and
balmy night with still some light enabling me to see her in the distance.
Once behind the barn, she leaned back against the wall with a guy on each
side and the taller guy leaned over and kissed her. The little wiry guy had
his hand up her skirt in a flash and was fumbling with her pants while
working on his zip.

I heard her say, "I should have told my husband where I was going, he would
have loved to see you guys in action."

"He doesn't mind," the taller one said incredulously?

"No, not at all, in fact he has a nine inch cock and still likes seeing
other guys do me," she replied.

"Nine inches must be a fucking monster," said the little one.

"Oh it is," she said.

The tall one had her left tit out and was sucking her nipple, the little one
was on his knees, her panties down and his head up her skirt, I presume
licking her. I wanted to wait until the lads were undressed before
approaching (plus I was really enjoying watching from the dark). Within
seconds Carla's skirt was down and at her ankles and she stood in just a
blouse top. The little guy dropped his jeans and was fumbling with a cock
which was rigid and looked to be about 5 inches. The taller one also dropped
his jeans and boxers and had about 6.5 inches in his hand. Carla bent and
started sucking both cocks in turn. The groans were loud. One of her little
specialties was to take the two wet cocks of these heterosexual pals and
rub the heads together. It almost brought them off immediately. It amazed me
how straight guys are excited when forced to have some male to male contact
however slight.

"Ah here you are Carla. Hello boys, how's things?" I stepped forward.

"Guys she's horny and you're helping her. She's too much for me on my own
anyway so get going."

The dropping cocks rose up and the guys continued. I watched and after about
3-4 minutes, the younger one suddenly said, "Do you really have a nine inch
cock?"

"You bet," I said.

"Wow, bet it looks amazing," was the reply.

"You want to see I suppose," I said.

That's when he realized he was asking a married man to take his cock out and
show it to him. He spluttered but I started to unclip my dungarees and all
eyes were on me.

"Jesus Christ," he said as my organ sprung into view.

Carla dropped to her knees and started to suck me while the boys stood
wanking. Carla took the young guy's hand and put it around my cock. It felt
really good. She then started to suck his little cock too. The big guy stood
behind her, his erection pressing into her bum. I took a condom out of my
pocket (I always had to be prepared with Carla) and handed it to the tall
blonde teenager. He pulled it over his cock and started to enter Carla from
the rear. She had to steer him to her cunt but he suddenly slipped straight
in and was fucking as only an inexperienced teenager can. I put my hand
through her legs to feel the cock pump in and out of her. I was kissing
Carla as this happened when I suddenly felt a warmth on my cock. The little
guy, who looked to be about 17, was sucking my cock. He was impressed. His
action was good, a little inexperienced but good. Carla raised an eyebrow as
he sucked away and I would feel the tension as the tall guy behind her
headed for a fast climax.

The thought of Carla being sucked by an 18 year old was enough for me and I
completely forgot where my cock was. I started to cum. The young lad was not
immediately aware as the first spurts filled his mouth but he soon realized
and took his mouth off my cock. It was too late as three strong jets of cum
hit him straight in the face. I looked down and his cock was spurting
without even being touched. The 18 year old had filled Carla and only she
seemed not to have cum. While his cock was still in her I fingered her
clitoris while kissing her. Her impending climax was almost drowned by the
younger guy on his knees gagging cum and coughing. She still managed a muted
climax as the tall lad's cock lost the last of its blood and slipped out of
her cunt.

I helped the little guy up and apologized for the mess. He seemed amazed at
what had happened though his mate seemed quite oblivious to the fact that
his pal had just sucked an older guy off. Carla managed to procure some
tissues and we all mopped up and went back to the dance. Two hours later,
Carla and I were in bed having the most amazing sex together. These events
had a habit of pushing us to new heights.

It was about three weeks later that the next "event" happened. A young girl
called Nikki from Carla's office was getting married and all the girls in
the section Carla worked in were planning a "hen" party a week before the
event. Carla was orgasming and there were 10 girls plus poor Morgan who
seemed to be one of the girls anyway and it was to be held in one of the
girl's flats. At the last minute something prevented the flat from being
available (some disagreement with the non-attending flat mates) so Carla
offered our flat. She was trying to organize a male stripper when someone
(who I later found out was Morgan) suggested that after my session a few
weeks prior, I could do it for free!

Carla, of course, was immediately turned on by the possibility of once more
exposing and humiliating her husband and I, as always, protested. Carla
suggested I just get a little thing to cover myself at the end and then I
didn't have to go the full hog anyway. She pointed out that the only people
at the party who knew me were Morgan and the two girls from last time, Lorna
and Diane so I could remain more or less incognito.

"You could wear some overalls and look all workman-like and it would be
quite saucy. I want you to do it please" she said!

I couldn't refuse her even though I was very apprehensive and also slightly
turned on that Carla was going to be turned on again. I hoped for a good
session with a drunken Carla after they left.

"O.K.," I said, "but I'm going to have to be quite pissed too!"

They crown were due back from their meal and drinks at around 10.00pm and I
was to stay in my room until about 10.30pm before bursting in to the lounge.
I heard them return. I think a blind man would have heard them return by the
noise they made. It took almost 20 minutes before all the girls had attended
to their toilet visits. I was standing in a thong, white athletic briefs,
t-shirt, white shorts, and buttoned dungarees in medium brown. I had a few
dark smudges on my face to make me look like a mechanic and was wearing
white socks and trainers. I had a prop of a monkey wrench and carried an
inflated inner tube as I thought it would make a good prop too.

The noise had settled to a mild cacophony. Carla popped in to see me and
offered many compliments about how sexy I looked. She would put on suitable
"strip" music as soon as I rang the front bell and Lorna opened the door
(Lorna being the only other one in on it). I slipped out and waited (hoping
none of the neighbors would walk upstairs and catch me).

10.30 arrived and I rang the bell. Lorna opened and I heard the strains of
"The Stripper" in the distance as I entered the hallway. Lorna mouthed a
"wow" as I ran past her and opened the lounge door. After the initial shock,
I received rapturous applause and cat-calls from the ten and a half women (I
include Morgan in this). Off I went.

I kept everything in place for the whole of "The Stripper" and only when the
second number, which I knew but couldn't place, came on did I start on my
overall studs. I leaned forward and let some of the girls pop a few. I went
up to Morgan just as it got to my crotch area, and got him to pop the one
just at my bulge. I received wild applause as he fumbled with the stud. The
rubbing started my cock going. I dropped the top half of my overalls and
after a few more gyrations, pulled of my t-shirt to reveal my pale, freckled
skin with little red chest hairs. I sat on the inner tube and persuaded one
of the girls, a pretty, blonde 18 year old, to pull off my trainers and
socks. I then stood and let a late twenty something tackle the last stud and
pull down my overalls. I kicked them off and stood in my white shorts.

The shorts were removed by Carla who leaned in front of me, stroking my
bulge and putting her mouth over where the head of my cock was. My cock was
now fully erect. She whipped them down revealing my white briefs and very
stiff cock. The group gasped. I was now in my element. The girls were
completely gone and one of them, a dark haired girl of about 21 or 22
actually had both her tits out of her top. I walked over and lifted her to
her feet before fondling her tits and sucking each one in turn. She squeezed
the front of my briefs, looking around for encouragement which came from
everyone including Carla. I was busy pulling the side of my briefs down with
my thumb and forefinger when they were suddenly whipped to the floor by
someone behind to even more laughter and applause.

My cock was almost showing at the side of the thong and only the tight
elastic was saving me from exposure. I kept kissing the girls tits when
another stood up and pulled her t-shirt over her head shouting "Me too."

I obliged and before I knew where I was at least six of them were topless.
Hands were rubbing my cock and this was the point where I was to leave. The
music finished and I raised my hand to take a bow. I started to leave when
Carla shouted, "Darling I think they need to see more, don't you?"

They were on me like a pack of wolves and my thong lasted about 30 seconds.
I lay naked on the floor with hands everywhere and a very hard cock. I tried
to stand up and ended up across the floor on top of Morgan. He was initially
shocked but took the opportunity to grip my cock firmly. I rolled over with
my back to him and crawled to all fours with women all over my head. I felt
a finger enter my hole and looked to see Morgan behind pressing his finger
into me. He knew about my soft spot and my cock reacted accordingly. He
winked but I was quickly pulled over on to my back while the girls took
turns at sucking my cock. The whole session lasted about 10 minutes and got
no further than feeling and sucking before they showed more interest in
getting back to their drinks.

I ran out and Carla followed. We had made no plan for afterwards but I
suggested I go out for a drink once I was dressed to let them finish up, and
come back after midnight. She agreed and went back to join the girls.

I quickly showered and was just coming out of the shower when Morgan walked
into the room. "You are one size of a guy Ricky. Some day you should let me
show you a few more tricks."

I laughed embarrassingly and pulled up my briefs. He walked across and
squeezed the front. "I could take all of that if you want to."

I laughed embarrassingly and mumbled something about needing to give the
girls space as I left him standing in the hallway, a lustful look in his
eye. As I walked down to the pub I gave serious thought to the proposition I
had just been given but realized I couldn't do anything behind Carla's back
and certainly not with a guy. Guys didn't really turn me on. Well maybe a
little when we had that session in the toilets but that was really because I
was turned on by Carla, not the guys.

By the time I had returned it was after midnight and the party was down to
the hardy few, just Carla, Lorna and Morgan.

"Anyone for coffee," I asked?

"Sure," came the voices in unison and as I made it, Carla came to join me,
standing behind and wrapping her arms around me.

"God I was so turned on by you tonight," she said. "Bet you're horny as
hell."

"Looks like I got everyone going," I said, "Even your friend Morgan wanted
me to fuck him."

"You're joking," she said. "Little camp Morgan wanted your big dick in his
little bootie," she calmly said to me. "Now I would just LOVE to see that!"

Now it was my turn. "Now YOU'RE joking," I said. I couldn't stick my cock in
guy's bum!"

"Not even if Carla begged you," she said with a little girl wimpy voice?

I was starting to get hard again and she felt me and commented. When Carla
started to coerce me this way and I really didn't want to do it, I somehow
got more turned on than if I did. Basically I loved being forced to do kinky
things to please her. She squeezed my cock one more time and grabbing two
coffee mugs, heading into the lounge. I followed meekly behind.

As we made idle chat and drank, I looked at Morgan. He was slightly built,
short blondish hair, fair skin without a blemish and dressed in light cotton
jeans with a dark t-shirt. He had a well shaped if light shaped body and his
cotton jeans, clearly showed the outline of his balls as he sat opposite on
the floor. He was not actually effeminate but his whole demeaner had a
lady-like poise.

"^Å..so I'll see you at work on Monday then." My mind snapped into the room
as Lorna stood up, came over and kissed me briefly on the lips and headed
out of the door.

Carla came back in with an opened bottle of wine in her hand and three
glasses. "Now why don't we have a post mortem on what we all got from
tonight," she said.

"Well Morgan, you have now seen my husband's cock in all its glory, twice.
What do you make of it, as a man's man," she asked?

"I have to confess," He said, "There's three things I really like and that's
red hair, big cocks and tall guys. Need I say more?"

"So you want my big straight husband to stick his big hard cock in your
ass," She asked?

Morgan visibly flushed as did I.

"Where does that leave me though, since you don't fancy women?"

Morgan just looked sheepish and shrugged his shoulders.

"Look it's late, why don't you stay over. Go and have a shower in the main
bathroom. Ricky and I have a little shagging to do tonight as he's so horny
after these women played with him so we'll have a quick shower in our own
bathroom." This was Carla talking as though she had just completely changed
the subject.

Morgan just stood up as she showed him the spare bedroom and the main
bathroom. She came through and took my hand to say, "Let's shower and fuck!"

We showered together and when we came out to dry, I could still hear Morgan
in the main bathroom. Carla dropped to her knees and started to suck my
cock.

"Carla," I said, "The bedroom door's still open."

"I know," she said, between slurps.

The hall light was off and the spare bedroom was further up the hall so
Morgan would have to pass our door to get to his room. I saw the light flash
in the hall as the bathroom door opened and then darkness. As she sucked, I
could just make out his shape in the hall as he passed. I thought that was
it. This was straight sex and he was definitely gay. Carla was really going
for it. Both stark naked, she was swallowing almost all my cock while
cupping my balls and making all sorts of gasping and cooing sounds. She was
really getting off at the thought of being listened to. I saw the shadowy
movement at the door and realized that Morgan had come back to watch. I
presumed it was my cock that was the center of his attraction and my dick
leapt again.

"Oh you're cock is so big. I love feeling it slip inside me and that feeling
when you tense and cum in my cunt. I'm so lucky to have all this meat to
myself. I would love someone else to know what it's like to be fucked by
you." She rambled on and I realized this was for Morgan's sake.

"Morgan, if you're there, we would love you to come in and watch," she said.

There was an immediate silence followed by movement and Morgan slowly
entered the room. He was wearing white and rather brief underwear with an
erection clearly visible but partially covered by his hand. He stood by the
door and started to mumble some kind of apology which was overtaken by
Carla's invitation for him to come over. He did!

She stood up and said, "You take over!"

He looked at her then knelt in front of me to take my cock in his mouth. I
always thought that gays knew how to suck cock but this little 18 year old
was a bit uninspiring as he took the head in his mouth and gently pulled
back the foreskin. His light sucking started to gather momentum, however and
he really started to get going. His hands cupped my balls and his finger
wondered between my legs getting really close to my sensitive rosebud.
Within 5 minutes he had me flat on the bed and sat astride licking my balls
and sucking my cock, the tip of his finger gently entering my hole about
half an inch, no more.

Carla stood frigging herself and asked Morgan to take his briefs off. He
did. His body looked like that of a 15 year old with little hair except for
his pubic patch. The thought that this little flower could ever take my 9
inches was laughable. He rolled over offering his body to me. His cock was
very pale and delicate and stood rigid but was no more than perhaps 5
inches. His ball sacs were hanging loosely between his legs and I was about
to turn and do something to reciprocate the pleasure I had just had when
Carla walked over and put her mouth over his cock. He looked shocked and I
was worried he would go limp with a woman attached to his dick. I quickly
jumped up and kissed him. He grabbed my head like a hungry a****l and kissed
me with a passion that suggested his feeling for me were not just sexual.
His tongue was in my mouth exploring every corner and his lips were all over
mine.
Carla lifted his legs and let her tongue explore down between his buttocks.
He moaned. She started to rim him. I then knelt over him and offered my cock
again. He took it greedily in his mouth. This was just amazing. His slight
femininity and Carla's involvement was really turning me on. I kept working
between kissing him and licking his tits (which really got him going) and
then would kneel up and offer my cock. He was obsessed by its size, slurping
and swallowing almost all of it until he gagged. Carla rolled him over on
his front and lifted him up on to his knees so that his ass was offered,
doggie fashion, and went at his hole again. I kept my cock firmly in his
mouth as I realized that any momentary lapse in my involvement might break
the moment. Carla was rimming him deeply while her hands were between his
legs stroking his hard cock.

Carla stood up and went to a bedside drawer where she came out with a dildo,
condoms and lubricating jelly. She lubricated the 7 inch dildo and started
to enter Morgan. After an initial shock, the dildo slid easily into his
tight looking hole and the pink lips swallowed it easily. She beckoned me
and I replaced her at his ass, pushing the dildo in and out while Carla
kept stroking his cock. It was obvious she realized she was going to have to
keep away from his face area or the spell would be broken. I handed the
dildo back to her and stretched a condom over my cock. My first proper male
fuck!

I lubricated the condom and took over stroking the dildo in and out then
gently eased it out and before his hole returned to shape I started to push
my cock into him I was broader than the dildo so it took some effort but
apart from a sharp intake of breath he said nothing. It took about 2 minutes
before the whole cock was inside him and I had his hips in both hands to
fuck him. The sensation was unbelievable. The grip on my cock was so tight
as I hammered his ass.

This session was not going to last long. I told Carla so and she slid under
my legs, then Morgan's legs, to grip his cock in her mouth. She started to
suck while fingering herself and I fucked. The build up was quick and I felt
my cum bubble then fire with a force that was painful as it squeezed through
his sphincter and into the sac in the condom. I heard a squeal of delight
from Carla and saw the cum trickle out of her mouth as Morgan filled her. He
seemed a copious cummer and she was struggling to contain the thin white
fluid as she orgasmed at her own hand.

We all collapsed and Morgan nervously laughed at the prospect of being
sucked off by a woman and fucked by a straight guy. We all realized that I
could only fuck him because Carla was there and he could only let her suck
him off because I was there. It was a threesome of convenience! He left for
his room quite quickly and after he went, I found my cock was ready to fuck
Carla. Her kiss tasted of Morgan's cum which I found very arousing and led
to a pretty heavy session afterwards.

The subject was only briefly mentioned in the morning but seemed to do
little to dent Carla's platonic relationship with Morgan. He certainly
didn't boast about it and we decided not to either. The relationship
returned to its original state afterwards, which was probably just as well.

Carla went back to her subdued self for around 3 weeks. She continued to
provide our sex with little twists. She dildoed me one time while I was
fucking her and even had me wearing her see through panties while I fucked
her another time. What Carla wanted, she tended to get and the more I gave
in, the more she turned me on. Sometimes after a quiet period sexually, I
could almost hear her brain working as she struggled to find even more
erotic things to do with me and for me.

We had not been clubbing for quite some time but a week off work had us
planning a late night out one Saturday about 4 weeks after the Morgan
incident. We had a pizza, a few drinks in a pre-clubbers bar (buy one drink
get another free until 9.00pm) and by 10.30, we were ready to roll. It was a
newish club and the noise hit us as we entered. I always felt disorientated
in these places with the flashing lights, loud music, smoke effects and
general heat so after a few dances, I went and sat up on a cocktail stool
and one of the drinking stations around the place. Carla was asked to dance
by a guy who looked about 16 (but obviously was older) and she winked at me
as she accepted. He was extremely gauche and we giggled to each other behind
his back as he clumsily danced with her.

After a couple of dances, she excused herself from him and was heading back
to me when a tall Afro-Caribbean guy asked her to dance. I saw him talk
briefly and then he nodded into a corner where another similar guy was
sitting. He raised his pint glass in acknowledgment to them and then she
started to dance. This guy was cool. When I say Afro-Caribbean, they were
both pretty sophisticated looking. Light shirts, smart cotton trousers and
expensive shoes, these guys weren't some street trash looking for trouble
but more like two young successful businessmen on a night out. I would give
their ages at mid to late twenties, perhaps early thirties, which put them a
few years older than myself, or Carla. I was never jealous of Carla with
other men as I knew she would never do something on her own so I just
enjoyed watching her dance with this guy. Even when he pulled her close and
kissed her, I enjoyed watching. I saw her hand momentarily brush the front
of his pants and though the lighting was disorienting, I was sure I saw a
bulge. Erotic though this was I could not see how this was going anywhere
with me standing like a wallflower.

She brought the guy across. "Rick, this is Gerard," she said. "Rick is my
brother, well not quite, he's my step brother and we're real close, aren't
we honey," she continued giving me a kiss on the lips.

I saw the guys eyebrows lift and I suppose so did mine. So now I was her
dirty step brother not her husband! We made some small talk then he beckoned
his friend across. The friend was smoking and it didn't look like
Marlborough! He was introduced as Ben. Ben was taller (about 6 feet) than
Gerard and certainly stunning to look at. His skin was smooth, his teeth
dazzlingly white and his color a little darker than his friend. The thought
of black cock entering Carla made my cock jump.

She said, "I was just saying to Gerry here that Rick is my step brother so
we're not really related as such. He keeps me on the boil when I need some
help and he has the equipment to do it."

I blushed as both men's eyes strayed to look at the front of my trousers,
then quickly darted back up.

"Do you fancy a drink elsewhere lads. I love the attention that being with
three hunks gives me," she said.

Carla always felt she could walk on water and quickly led us out of the club
to a small cocktail bar a couple of hundred yards down the street. Over a
few drinks, we chatted amiably. The guys were British but originally from
Nigeria. They came as c***dren and had grown up in England. They had a
business in buying redeveloping and selling property at a profit.

"So do you play around other than with your brother here," Gerard asked.

"I play around with the help of my step brother," she responded.

Gerard was about to say something when Carla stood up and said," Fancy a
Bacardi at our place?"

"Come back to mine," said Gerard.

Twenty minutes later, all four of us were in a small penthouse apartment
with great view over the city, slouching on cream leather sofas and with a
brandy apiece. Carla sat with Gerard and I sat on a chair opposite then and
alongside Ben. The guys were smoking joints and obviously mellowing. I
watched as they kept adjusting their trouser fronts. My cock was so hard it
was embarrassingly stretching down my leg and was obvious to anyone who
cared to look.

"So what do you guys do with each other," Ben asked us?

"Wanna see," responded Carla?

"Cool," said Ben.

She walked over, lifted me by the hand to a standing position and unbuttoned
my trousers. They dropped to my ankles leaving me standing in white CK's.
She knelt in front of me and started to lick my cock through the pants. My
cock size was evident to the guys. She whipped them down and my cock sprung
up from my patch of bright red pubic hair. She enveloped it in one go.

"Wow you guys can perform," said Ben.

He unzipped his pants and took out his cock. I couldn't see its size clearly
but the black meat looked great against the white pants and standing their
putting on a show for these straight black guys really had me going. Now
Carla was stripping and within seconds she was wearing nothing but a small
pair of black briefs. Her firm breasts were sticking upwards and I gently
rubbed her nipples. Behind her, the guys were stripping until they too were
down to small white briefs. Their manhood was apparent and I was
surprised that Ben, the taller guy, had about 6 inches of uncut cock but a
great deal of girth, while it was the smaller Gerard who matched me in size.
I had always thought that black guys would be circumcised somehow, but these
guys both had quite generous foreskins. I suppose they would be from the
Christian part of Nigeria.

They walked forward and offered their meat to Carla who happily took one in
each hand and started to slurp in rotation. These guys had great bodies
against my thin, tall frame and my fair skin looked almost feminine compared
to them. They had her down on the sofa and were licking a tit each while I
watched. Ben murmured how much he loved white soft skin and her flimsy
panties. In a flash she whipped them off and threw them to me saying, "Even
he looks good in them."

Ben slowly turned to look at me as I stood stupidly in front of them saying
"Put them on like the lady says then?"

He had cottoned on to our relationship pretty quickly. As Gerard had her
legs splayed open in the air and was tonguing her clit, I sheepishly pulled
on the sheer black panties and stood. Ben stood up and said to his friend,
"A pussy boy, I think -- eh?"

Gerard cackled as Carla howled an orgasm just with his tongue. Ben threw me
on the sofa and started to squeeze my small tits, then suck them. This was
all new to me but it was weird lying next to Carla being seduced alongside
her. Ben pushed his cock in my mouth and the thick monster hurt as it went
in, catching the back of my throat as he hammered it in. Carla was receiving
the same treatment form Gerard and loving it. She had been doing it longer
than I had! Ben, I noted, had not touched my cock.

He tapped Gerard on the shoulder and said, "My turn for some pussy now. You
have the pussy boy."

Gerard slid across and stuck his smaller, but fat cock in my mouth and said
"Suck it or I'll fuck you till you bleed."

He gripped my red hair and rammed his cock in my mouth. Carla lay flat out,
her legs apart, watching Ben stretching a standard condom over most of his
cock's length. I had to see this. I forced myself free from Gerard and knelt
down to watch the entry. He was lubricating himself copiously and I noted
Gerard doing the same after putting a condom on his cock, obviously to fuck
her afterwards. I knelt doggie fashion and watched the brute slowly slide
into Carla's canal. The view of the black flesh sliding all the way to hilt
had my cock aching to fuck her afterwards. I was very horny and very
engrossed. If I hadn't been then Gerard's cock ramming into my ass would
not have been so easy. He pulled the panties aside and I yelped as his cock
slid about four inches in without warning and as I tried to jump free, he
grabbed my shoulders and pulled back to slide all the way in. The pain was
excruciating. Thank goodness he was lubricated. It took a few tears and ten
or eleven thrusts before the pain slightly subsided and his rhythm had some
semblance of pleasure.

Carla had no such problem as Ben fucked her mercilessly. She clawed his back
howling, "Yes, yes, yes!"

My cock had managed to climb back up to size as Gerard fucked my virgin hole
and at last he put his hand round and as he felt my now slippery hole, he
caressed my balls. He tapped Ben on the shoulder and Ben pulled out to let
him fuck Carla. I quickly pointed out that Gerard may have managed six
inches but 8.5 was out of the question. Ben threw me on to my back, lifted
my legs, poured gel all over his condom and started to push into me. I must
have looked stupid with a pair of black ladies panties half way down my legs
as a man prepared to enter me. My howls would have brought the house down
but I was amazed my cock was still hard. Well he didn't get all the cock in,
only about five or six inches, and the sound of Carla screaming an orgasm
brought Ben off inside me. I felt each thrust as he came in my hole. Gerard
them shot his wad into Carla and collapsed back. They crashed on the floor,
backs against the sofa, their condoms hanging on to their cocks and the sacs
full of cum. It was an awesome site.

I started to jack myself. "No you don't," said Ben as he started to stroke
his cock again. "You fuck her now!"

I didn't need a second telling and raised Carla into a comfortable position
on the floor which a cushion behind her back. I licked her cunt tenderly
imagining the cocks in her and tasting the rubber from the condom mixed with
her own sweet juices. I gently flitted my tongue around her clitoris while
fingering her wet opening. I took my time.

Out of the corner of my eye, the guys were on the chairs, wanking their
meat, slowly retuning to erection. I took my cock in hand, still wearing
Carla's panties, and started to fuck her. Slowly at first, I built to a
steady pace, pushing the whole length of my big cock into her then
withdrawing and pushing again. I kissed her, I licked her tits, I devoured
her, I loved her. It did not take me long to start my build up. Out of the
corner of my eye, I saw the guys standing up and coming our way but I didn't
care. As I started to pump my seed straight into Carla, I felt a warm
sensation across my face and realized the two guys were cumming for a second
time straight in my face, dripping on to Carla's tits. I hammered my cum as
far into her as I could until I had nothing left.

"You k**s are really something," the guys said. "Come round anytime."

Well we showered and left and didn't go back. Erotic it was but a little too
violent on my ass for a repeat performance in the near future.

It was when Carla missed her period a little later that I realized perhaps
our sex life might be put on hold for a few months. Thankfully, the baby was
white or we might have had some explaining to do. Still as soon as we can
get a babysitter we hope to take a little trip up town to see what is
happening.