I'd gotten married on Friday afternoon, and by Monday afternoon I'd had sex with eight other men. On Friday morning I was a virgin. By Monday afternoon I'd lost my virginity to a man that wasn't my husband, been gangbanged by five black men, then I went out looking for more men to fuck me.
I was eighteen years old, and the man that took my virginity was thirty-one. I was a virgin, and the first man I had sex with, on my wedding night, had a cock that was as thick as my wrist. This same man had also had sex, more than a few times, with my sister-in-law. My brother and sister-on-law were swingers. My husband turned out to be gay, and I found out that I really, really loved men and cock.
Me and my husband, Ray, had found an apartment, and we both decided that, Carl, the man that had taken my virginity, should move in with us. The first night in our apartment, Carl brought home four other men, black men, and they all gangbanged me. I learned that I really, really liked sex and cock and men, and that I even liked anal sex. And I even went out looking for more cock the following day.
My mother had a black boyfriend that my father liked watching fuck my mother. My oldest brother shared his wife with other men. And it turned out that I was following in their footsteps.
I know that when most couples get married that they are marrying the love of their life. I'd only met my husband four days prior to marrying him. And, oddly enough, my husband had sucked off the man that took my virginity, a few times, long before he met me.
Ray and I got married on Friday, early afternoon, and by Monday afternoon I'd been gangbanged by five black men, had sex with three Chamorro locals and gotten fucked by the cousin of the transsexual that my husband had hooked up with over twenty times.
I've heard that the average number of lifetime sexual partners, for women, is eight. Well, in less than three days I was at that number. And I wanted more. I'd had sex with five very well hung black men, one that was thirteen years older than me, and I'd been with three Chamorro locals, one that was at least twenty-five years older than I was.
My husband has a cock the size of a five year old. My boyfriend's cock is as thick as my wrist. And in three days I went from being a virgin to sucking cock and swallowing cum to getting gangbanged and learning the joys of anal sex.
Prior to getting married, everything I knew about sex I learned by looking through my brother's Hustler magazines and seeing my mother and her boyfriend, and my brothers and their girlfriends having sex. There had been many times, without their knowledge, that I'd watched my father watching my mother and her boyfriend. And there had been many times that I'd watched my brothers and their girlfriends, with my brother's knowledge.
I was living on Guam, and on the island, especially for the military, men greatly outnumbered women. On the island there were more men than women, but on the military bases it was more pronounced. The Air Force base my husband was stationed at, Anderson Air Force Base, was on one end of the island and the Navy bases were on the other. Most of the people on Anderson were there for eighteen months at a time. The Navy guys came and went because Guam was a Navy port, and men were usually stationed there, or they were there for a short time and went back out to sea.
So far, I'd been with five Air Force guys and three local Chamorros. The black guys had all been very well hung. And all three of the Chamorro men had been incredible lovers. Although they had all been my firsts, I felt that although I didn't know much about sex, I at least knew that what these men did to and for me was amazing.
Before meeting my husband, I had only one real friend, Gail. She and I met and instantly became friends two days after I arrived on the island. She was a virgin, too. Things kind of went weird when I told her that I was going to get married, and to whom. I found out that Gail and Ray had met several times, at night, and kissed at her bedroom window, with Ray standing outside.
Gail's father was very strict, and they were strict Christians, too. She had hoped that she and Ray would someday get married, and to her surprise, he asked me to marry him less than twenty-four hours after meeting me.
Both me and Gail were virgins, and we'd talked about sex, but neither of us had ever even come close to having sex with a boy. I had one up on her because I had at least jacked off three guys. Gail had never even seen a real life cock. And she had promised her parents that she would wait until she was married to have sex. I had never promised that to anyone.
My sister-in-law, Claire, had actually set me up with my boyfriend, Carl. She and Carl had been lovers for some time. And he was her favorite. So, she kind of hoped he'd be my first, and he was.
