At The End Of The Day
by Jeanne T.
06/12/03

At the end of my work day I went into the ladies’ room. An intimate delicious craving came over me and I knew what I wanted that night. I was wearing nylon stockings and a garter belt so I removed my panties because I knew I would play with myself on the way home. Feelings of sexual desire were cording through me without any regard for morality. I was getting hornier by the minute. Upon leaving the office I stopped at a corner convenience store to buy a cold beer for the long drive. When I returned to my car, I adjusted my skirt to hold the beer (wrapped in a paper bag) between my legs. The cold sensation against my privates sent shivers of pure delight throughout my body making me hungrier and hornier with every passing minute. A few swallows later my skirt was noticeably open and my recently trimmed bush was prominently exposed each time I lifted the bottle. With each replacement of the cold bottle on to my crotch, I held the delightful long neck and rubbed the fat cold glass against my pink lips for further excitement. The last time I was this crazy with desire I drove in the left lane waiting for a trucker to keep pace — and I did that again Friday.

A few cars passed and a small truck slowed as it passed then an eighteen wheeler started to pass but slowed to keep right beside me. A rush of excitement surged through me. My vaginal muscles contracted, love juice oozed from my slit, a delightful burst of emotions overwhelmed me. When I felt the mouth-watering essences draining from my pussy I couldn't resist giving my voyeur a little extra. I scooped some of the juice with my fingernail and brought it to my mouth. He nearly swerved into my car so I didn't dare do that again with this guy. A few miles later I neared my exit and sped up to get in the right lane and pull off the Interstate. When I put on my blinker, the trucker gave a little toot-toot, as he continued on his way.

Upon my arrival home, I headed straight for the bath, started the warm water and added bubble bath. I remember playing with myself for a long time. All that self-teasing and mental foreplay was driving me insane with sensual yearnings. I realized that I was only making myself hornier and I had no man for relief. I ended up making myself so horny that I decided a little exhibitionism would seduce a man to fill my needs.

After that sensual bath I decided to wear something really short and very sexy. I slipped into a pair of crotch-less pantyhose, actually garter hose, the kind with straps that hold the waist band to the hose. My crotch was wide open for the touching of a loving hand or the tasting of a loving tongue. Next I slipped on a low-cut blouse that drapes across my breasts and opens wide when I lean forward. Finally I pulled on a pleated ‘A’ line skirt, similar to my old Cheerleader outfit. I felt so deliciously decadent. I was primed and ready to fuck. Sensations of sexual desire were pulsating throughout my body. When I looked in the mirror for a final check before leaving my apartment for the evening, I realized I wouldn’t have to take off a single stitch of clothing to make love that night. I was feeling so very sensual and sultry that I was virtually uncontrollable. I actually wanted to walk up to a perfect stranger and ask him to fuck me right there in public. This was definitely a night to write about in my Diary.

As I left my second floor apartment and headed for my car, a delightful breeze whisked my skirt up and held the light material open as I descended. There were three guys working on a car just past the wrought iron staircase. One of the guys let out an ear shattering cat whistle which gave me another surge of sexual desire. For a moment I thought about fucking the three of them right there in the back of their car, but I decided against it since I was in my own neighborhood.

I headed to my favorite singles bar. When I arrived, I met Jill and her friend Sally. We were cutting up and having a grand time talking about men and of course about sex. Soon the conversation was about how many women we knew that don’t like oral sex. I remember saying, "They don’t — I do — the more for me." I then realized that Jill was bisexual when she said she liked oral sex with both men and women. On a few occasions I’d had sex with another woman but tonight I was horny for a man. Sally mentioned that we should seduce a few men for our pleasures for the night and see what comes up. At first I was reluctant, I wanted to have a man all to myself that night. However, since she mentioned we should also include more than one in our foray, I caved into the feelings burning within me realizing this would turn into an orgy. As our conversation continued, I mentioned my undergarments, or lack there of. Both Jill and Sally smirked. It turned out they were both dressed much as I was that night (little or nothing at all underneath).

It didn’t take long for two guys to approach us and ask us to dance. Jill and I took them up and we danced for about ten minutes to some old Disco tunes the DJ played. When we returned to the table, Sally was still on the dance floor with yet another man. As it turned out, the guy who was dancing with Jill had to leave to catch a plane in an hour, so the three of us girls were left with Walter "Pete" and Brad. While slow dancing with Pete, I could feel his tremendous love muscle pressing hard against my stomach. It was then I realized this was going to be an extraordinary night. A short time later Brad invited us to his place on the other side of town, we declined. Then Jill invited us to her apartment for a night cap, to which we all readily agreed. Both Brad and Pete were good conversationalists, but more than that, they were fabulous fucks.

The moment we entered Jill’s place, she started making cocktails for us all. She pointed to the stereo in the entertainment cabinet and asked me to put on some music. I found some Luther Vandros music and turned it on in the background. One of the items I found was an old copy of Harlem Nocturne. I programed it to play later. We talked about everything at first. Then, of course, the conversation turned to sex, and when it did, we talked about our favorite positions. Jill steered the conversation toward bisexuality again. Much to my surprise I learned that men are quite preoccupied with women having sex with women. The guys talked us into starting on each other and they would join in the festivities. Well that’s all it took for Jill to get started. I thought this was the first time for Sally to have a bisexual experience, but she was so horny neither she nor I could say no. Just about then, Harlem Nocturne started to play. I stood up and started a very slow dance, squirming and bumping and grinding. Sally and Jill stood to join me. The three of us were dragging our bodies against one another and raising our skirts for the men to see what we had underneath for their enjoyment. The three of us watched bulges arise in their pants. Sally went to Pete and unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. Out sprang the largest cock I had ever had the pleasure of seeing. Although Pete’s cock was about nine or ten inches long, it was so fat that Jill, Sally and I wondered if we would be able to tame that wild beast. There was no way I could stretch my mouth around his love muscle, but I did succeed in sucking the gigantic head and lick the sides of his tremendous shaft a number of times before the night was over. Sally gave Pete a few licks and tried to swallow his purple head — to no avail. She could only get about half of his cock in her mouth. She said, "Damn, but I know where it will fit," as she pulled up her skirt and sank on his cock. As her pussy rubbed against his cock, it glistened with her dripping juices. She slid down his shaft then lifted her self back up about ten times. After that Jill leaned down and licked Sally’s juice off of Pete’s cock. When Jill came up for air, she said, "That’s delicious, I want more." Jill was eyeing Sally’s cunt and moved toward her to lick her cunt juices directly from her shiny pink lips. The guys were going mad with aspiration of getting to see women doing each other. I moved to Brad and undid his trousers. At first Brad didn’t realize that I was unzipping his clothes, I think he was enthralled with the sight of Jill and Sally doing each other. I got Brad’s attention when I fished out his cock and started sucking on it. Brad was a delightful seven inches long and just the right size around. I easily deep throated him. And, as turned on as he was, he gave up his first load of cum down my throat in only a few minutes. I knew then that we were in for a continual night of magnificent sex. I made Brads’ cock hard as steel again by virtue of my constantly swirling my tongue around and around his engorged head then sucking feverishly on the tip.

Meanwhile, Jill and Sally were still going at it full speed. I found out later that Sally was no stranger to lesbianism, she just likes to play it that way until she knows for sure that her intended partner is susceptible to a girl—girl relationship. Since the girls were having their way with one another, I was having my way with both men so I then turned my attention to Pete. I sucked and sucked as much of his gigantic cock as I could. Pete was overtly interested in what Jill and Sally were doing to each other. I finally got his attention by biting him slightly. He started to shoot an enormous load of white nectar into my mouth.

The night was really shaping up for me, I’d already given both men a blow job and had their delicious cum spewed into my mouth... and there was so much more sex to look forward to with both of these men and with the ladies as well. I originally expected only to get a good fuck tonight to satisfy my craving, I didn’t expect all this... Best of all, the evening was still young.

Jill stripped Sally nude, to the obvious approval of everyone there. Jill was almost out of her mind from her performance with Sally. It was time for me to cool down for a little while. I went to Jill’s wet bar to fix us all another cocktail and to recuperate. Brad followed me to the bar to help with the drinks. He was conspicuously on the make, saying he thought I was a ‘fox’ and he wanted me right there at the bar. I leaned over and pushed my skirt aside allowing him to enter me doggie style. As Brad was stroking me with his delightful cock, he was also caressing and squeezing my breasts. I do so enjoy it when my lover fondles my tits as we fuck. We were screwing like this for about five minutes when the others called out wondering where the drinks were. I was taken aback momentarily by the others interfering with our session. It was just enough for me to loose concentration and ruin the moment. We stopped and returned to the others with the cocktails. When walking back to the others I realized the others were only half naked except for Sally. Sally has a pair of perfect tits, a tall thin body and the prettiest neatly trimmed pussy you have ever seen. She is a natural blond and has a blond pussy to prove it. She also has blue eyes. Jill, on the other hand, has jet black hair and a jet black bush trimmed in the shape of a heart. She is also well proportioned and she has dark alluring eyes. Oh yea, me, I’m 5'8" 135 with a 37-26-38 body, I have red hair and an attitude to match. I love to wear sexy clothes and I am a flirt. Although I’ll tease, I’ll also please — I don’t consider myself a cockteaser like my "X" boyfriend says, (he sure liked when I teased his cock). Anyway, enough sarcasm about my "X", back to that super night.

Jill and I were still clothed. I reflected on my earlier thoughts of having sex without taking off a single stitch of clothing, then smiled to myself. I put on Harlem Nocturne again so Jill and I could do a slow strip tease for the others. As we were bumping and grinding our bodies together and lifting each other’s skirts for the others, rush after rush came over me. I was hot and I wanted to fuck again. The guys mentioned how horny they were feeling and they had never encountered women as hot and decadent as the three of us. They mentioned they had never witnessed women in action before and they wanted more. They wanted Jill and me to do each other.

Now was the time to strip down - strip slowly. Jill and I re-energized the others with the slow methodical removal of our few clothes. We were both into the satisfaction of turning up the heat for the others through our prolonged striptease. We were also into each others’ sexual desires by touching one another in the most intimate ways. Our re-seduction of the others was working as planed. The guys were quickly removing the rest of their clothes as Sally helped. When both guys were naked, Sally sat between them and stroked their cocks, one in each hand. It wasn’t long before our libidos’ were on high fire and we were all groping and touching once more. I went to Pete this time. He fingered my cunt for a minute and I was wet as hell with anticipation. I pushed him back on the sofa and lunged on top of him. His cock was laying against his stomach and my wet pussy lips were sliding up and down the length of it. After drenching his cock with my juices, I lined up his rod to my hole and with one push I had him inside me. I moved up and down rhythmically, slowly at first, then I consumed more and more of his cock with each downward movement. I looked down and realized that only about half of his gigantic cock was inside of me. Even at that I felt filled to the brim. I have never been so stuffed by a cock in my life. It was absolutely magnificent. By this time I was having orgasms with each stroke. We balled and fucked and screwed and everything for about half an hour. I came so many times, it was absolutely phenomenal. The more I rose and dropped on him the harder he jammed his gigantic tool into me. I realized he was the perfect size for me. He was the only man to strike the bottom most recesses of my cunt. And he was so fat that my hood was stretched open and his tool continually rubbed my clit with every inward stroke. Wow! This was the fuck of my life. When it comes to intercourse, I like to call it "love making", but this encounter was so extraordinarily sensual, I can’t call it anything other than great fucking. I can’t express how much I loved the screwing he gave me. After I came another dozen times, I realized the other girls needed to experience his massive love muscle.

The moment I climbed off of Pete, Jill started sucking his engorged cock. I told her that she needed to undergo the fucking he has to offer. Jill climbed onto his shaft and sank down. She devoured his entire shaft up her love canal immediately. As Pete was screwing her, she came many times with audible orgasms. Jill balled him for about twenty minutes then she let out a scream of passion and nearly passed out. Later, Pete said that he appreciated that I was able to make him cum the first time in my mouth. He said he knew then that he could enjoy the treasures of the three of us before he came again.

Now it was Sally’s turn to experience Pete’s great size. When she mounted Pete, it was obvious she’d previously had experience with other men with gigantic cocks. She effortlessly consumed his cock. Although she was having one foray after another, I could see from the looks she gave me and Jill that she would have rather been making love to a woman. I started to slowly pleasure myself using Brads cock as the center of my attention. Although I was well satisfied with the screwing Brad gave me, it paled when compared to Pete.

As soon as I climbed off of Brad, Jill started having her way with him. They were both into one another’s timing. They were, at that point, the picture of the perfect fuck. Jill was moving up and down and Brad was reciprocating with a consummate rhythm. All that sexual action going on all around me and I was hot again. Just like that, my pussy lips were ready to be parted by one of those delightful cocks. As Sally orgasmed on Pete’s cock, I was wishing I was on him again. Sally climbed off of him and said, "Pete’s still hard and ready for another cunt". I was not only willing — I was ready to receive that pleasure once again. This time I made up my mind that I was going to make him come inside of me — no matter what. I was already filled with the ambition of fucking him again, and knew this was my last chance to make him come. I climbed onto his great cock, knowing I was going to make him loose himself inside of me. I would not give up until he filled me with his white-hot juice. This time I played a little game with him. I climbed onto his cock and teased it for a short time, then I told him to screw me missionary style. It felt particularly exceptional to be the love slave beneath him. I was ready to do anything to make him ejaculate in the deepest recesses of my love tunnel. With every stroke I climbed higher and higher on the ladder of sexual being. I was all but out of my mind from the banging I was receiving. That’s right, ‘banging.’ He plowed into me for thirty straight minutes. I was feeling more and more fulfilled with each and every powerful stroke. Just like the last time I had him inside me, his giant size was holding my vaginal lips wide open and my clitoris pressed against his shaft as it dragged up and down against my fuck button. I was having an orgasm each and every time he stroked, and each little orgasm was a bit more powerful than the one previous. Soon, I was absolutely out of my mind with a desire, a yearning, a craving for the orgasm I finally realized was buried deep within me. I realized that Pete was the one to make it happen. We balled and balled for what seemed like for ever and in every possible position conceivable. When I was riding on top of him, he caught each of my tits one at a time and sucked very hard. It seemed he would never stop pushing in and pulling out. I was beginning to fatigue, but I was not about to stop either. I must have orgasmed of dozens times by then, but I was determined to make Pete fire off his load inside me.

About that time I was completely out of my mind, I could feel myself thrashing about. I think Pete knew it was time I came with the Big One. I was really pounding away at him as we worked in unity. When he would lift up, that was my chance to stroke twice before he crashed down on me again. It was then that he really let me have it. He picked up his pace drumming into me at an incredible rate. All of a sudden he literally exploded inside me. His body froze, but his cock was pulsating inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his back and drew him into me as deeply as I could. His giant cock, swollen even larger, fired off volley after volley of his warm jism. He produced so much that I could feel myself filling up from the sheer volume. Wow! What a fuck. Jill tells me that my eyes rolled up in my head and I nearly passed out from that performance. When I finally regained my senses, Jill and Sally were taking turns with my drenched pussy. I couldn’t do anything. At that point I was totally placated. I couldn’t talk — let alone move. I had finally experienced total sex — and it just kept coming and coming. And Jill and Sally kept me coming more and more with their libations.

The guys asked for our phone numbers and asked if we could have a return engagement soon. I would be ready after a needed rest and definitely wanted another encounter. Later that night there were additional pleasures for us. The guys left about 3:30AM. We were left to play sensuously with each other. Sally and I stayed the night at Jill’s place. Every time we reminisced about the evening we got horny again and couldn’t keep our hands off of one another. I don’t know where Jill got the dildo from, but when she stuffed it up my pussy I came like crazy. The next day, when I finally arrived home, my pussy was sore with a sensually pleasurable pain. It was a delightful pain, a sexy pain, a pain that actually felt good because it reminded me of what a wonderfully marvelous time I had. A terrific night to remember in my diary.

Jeanne T. New Orleans, Louisiana