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Out Of Town        I was a virgin when I married Glen right out of high school. We were everybody's "perfect couple" -- he played football, and I was a cheerleader. Glen worked hard for a lot of years, and, last year, got the "big" promotion he deserved and was transferred to Baltimore. We had to leave our little town for the first time in our lives. It was very scary, but our minister gave us an introduction letter to a church just outside of Baltimore, and the people at our new church were the greatest -- making us feel at home, helping us settle in, etc. As you can guess, I was the dumb little country girl in the big city for the first time -- I had never been exposed to all the sex and violence and four- letter words in the "outside" world. Glen and I were about even in the sex department, and I didn't believe people could do the things to each other that I have recently discovered they do. Glen and I have been married nine years and we normally made love maybe two or three times a month, and, although I was unaware of this, I had never experienced an orgasm in all the years of our marriage. We had sex in the traditional, "missionary" position, and as soon as Glen reached his climax, he would get up and take a shower, and then I'd take mine. To me, the sex felt good but I thought that was all there was to it. We had never tried, or even discussed, oral sex or anything else for that matter. Glen's job keeps him on the road constantly and he is gone more than he's home. We bought a house when we moved to Baltimore, and the upkeep and expenses in the area are demanding. We live near a large state university and decided to rent out a room to a college student. Glen and I didn't want just anybody living in our house, so we were fortunate enough to have a church member recommend her nephew to us. My story really begins last August, when our college student, Marc, moved in. As part of the rental agreement, I made his bed everyday and cleaned his room. A couple of weeks after he moved in, I found a whole stack of "adult" magazines under his bed. There were "Playboys" and "Penthouses," but there were also magazines with only pictures called things like "Stockings and Lace," "Bush Basher," "Anal Honeys," and "Big Tit Fuckers." I was amazed and shocked at what I saw in the pictures and what I read in the letters and stories. But every day, I dug another one out to read or look at. One afternoon, Marc came in unexpectedly and caught me sitting on his bed, reading his magazines. I was embarrassed beyond words, and wanted to die! I could feel myself blush from head to toe, and Marc tried to console me, telling me not to be ashamed. We began to talk, and he asked me a lot of ques- tions about my attitude towards sex, and even my experiences. I had never talked to anyone about sex, and I just opened up for the first time in my life. After a long conversation, he finally convinced me that I had never really experienced sex to the fullest and knew nothing of its pleasures. To make a long (and I'm sure, obvious) story short, within two weeks, Marc seduced me and we began having sex every day. Soon after we started, Marc insisted on perform- ing oral sex on me. I resisted at first, but finally gave in, and within a few short minutes, I experienced the most wonderful orgasm of my life! From that second on, I couldn't get enough of his sucking and screwing me. He never failed to bring me to climax and I was so hooked on his wonderful body and tongue that I would have done almost anything to keep him. Several days later, Marc asked me to perform oral sex on him. Of course, I refused, telling him that I had never done anything like that, even with Glen. He told me that he would not suck me again until I sucked him. Two days later I gave in and started sucking him regularly. From that day on, our schedule was for me to suck him until he came (and I swallowed it all), then we would make love until he came a second time, and then he would suck me until I had my greatest orgasm of the day. Somehow, each day and each orgasm was better than the last. Needless to say, I loved every second of our lovemaking. Marc soon told me that he wanted me to go out and buy a very specific sexy outfit for him. Everything was to be black. The dress was to be very short and tight. I was also to get a sexy lace bra and tiny lace panties, garterbelt, stockings and the highest patent leather, high heels I could find. I bought the items as soon as I could afford them, finding the shoes at a Goodwill store. Of course, I had to hide my new outfit so that Glen wouldn't see it. Almost everyday, when I dressed up in my outfit, it would drive Marc absolutely nuts. He would go wild and our lovemaking hit new heights of excitement. I would walk around in my outfit for him, and then he would undress me down to the garterbelt, nylons and heels and I would keep those on as we made love and sucked each other. We had a wonderful relationship. We would carry on like this everyday and I would have two, three, even sometimes four orgasms a day! One day, after classes resumed after Christmas break, Marc came home from class and, out of the blue, told me he wanted me to dress up in my black outfit and go with him to a friend's apartment. He said he wanted to show my outfit to his friend. When I absolutely refused, he announced that there would be no more sex, not even sucking, and left the house to live with his friend. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and called Marc at his friend's apartment. People (including Glen) were asking me where Marc was and why he wasn't home. But the real reason was, I now needed my con- stant sex, and I especially needed Marc to suck me off to those wonderful orgasms. On the phone, I pleaded with Marc to come back and he didn't agree until I told him I'd do what he wanted me to do. Marc returned in two days, and after about a week, our routine was back to normal. The following weekend, Glen was out of town, and Marc told me that he had set up a party with a friend of his (Roy), and that I was to wear my sexy outfit. I was too ashamed to risk being seen in public in the outfit, so I carried it in a small gymbag. When we arrived at Roy's apartment, Marc introduced me as his "sexy landlady," and said, "Her husband is out of town and anything goes!" I was so embarrassed in front of this total stranger. Marc then went into the kitchen to make drinks, and Roy put his arm around me, telling me to put on the little outfit he had "heard so much about." When I had finished dressing, Roy kissed me and ran his hand down inside the top of my dress, feeling my breasts. I pulled away and yelled for Marc to drive me home. He said that I had promised to do what- ever he wanted, and that now was the time to prove it. He then downed his entire drink, spun me around and unzipped my dress. It dropped to the floor as he said to Roy, "Check out this fantastic body! Have you ever seen any better?" I stood there, trembling and fighting back tears as Marc unhooked my bra and pulled off my panties. I can never explain how embarrassed and humiliated I was standing there, naked, in front of a total stranger, and seeing the excitement blaze in his eyes. Marc pushed me down on Roy's lap and went to make another round of drinks. Roy's hands were all over my body -- squeezing, caressing, rubbing. Feeling my breasts, squeezing my hard nipples, until finally, his hand forced its way between my thighs and found my clitoris. Marc returned with the drinks and said, "Let's go to the bedroom," where they both undressed and pushed me onto the bed between them. That Friday night (and Saturday morning!) from 9:00 p.m. to 4:00 a.m., the three of us participated in a sex orgy that was totally unbelievable and beyond anything I had ever dreamed possible. Marc screwed me three times, and Roy screwed me four times! Each of them sucked me until I reached orgasms, and I sucked both of them off twice. While Marc was screwing me, Roy straddled my chest and put his cock into my mouth. Then they would switch, and Roy would screw me from behind as I sucked Marc, lying on the bed. Marc fell asleep first and then Roy, and that's the order I woke each of them the next morning, by sucking them to orgasm. After that night, we returned to Roy's apartment at least once a week, for repeat performances. One night during the week, two classmates stopped by and Roy invited them in. Within seconds they were naked and getting on the bed. Marc insisted that I have sex with them, too. They didn't even tell me their names, and before the night was over, both of them had screwed me twice, and I had sucked them both off to climaxes, not counting what I did with Marc and Roy! Towards the end of the semester, Marc started bringing guys home from class with him, telling me to have sex with them. When I counted them up, I realized I had had sex with eleven total strangers (not counting Roy!). Every time I refused, Marc threatened to move out, again, and I knew he meant it. After the first time with me, some of them stopped back by my house and had sex with me, even if Marc wasn't home! Last week, at the end of the semester, Marc told me he wanted me to go to a party with him. By then, I had an idea what kind of party it would be, so I re- fused. He then told me that if I agreed to go, he would find a job nearby, and stay at the house all Summer, instead of moving back to New Jersey until the Fall semester. Of course, I couldn't bear the thought of four months without sex with Marc, so I agreed to go. When I walked into the party in my black outfit, it was immediately obvious that I was the only woman there. The guys, some of whom had been to the house with Marc, all took turns dancing with me, and that was fun. But within an hour, I was being led down the hall, into a bedroom, and being stripped at Marc's urging. For the next four hours, I had continuous sex, until all ten men were exhausted, and I couldn't get them aroused any more. That party made me stop and think about where my life was headed. I think I still love Glen, even though we can't even have oral sex tegether, he says it just doesn't sound "proper" or "polite." In fact, he said it was "perverted." I know I'm on a wild ride with Marc and his college friends. I just don't know how to stop it. I know guys talk, and soon, word about these orgies is bound to get out to someone. I'm even running out of excuses for why I miss so many Sunday services when Glen is out of town! Just today, Marc came home from his new con- struction job for the Summer and said he was telling all his coworkers about what a sexy landlady he had!

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