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I've been with Gary for five months now. We met at a friend's party. Gary is six feet tall with short brown hair parted to the side. We just hit it off as he's so easy to talk to, plus he was very interested in my life. I love tall men as they make me feel so safe, and to have their big arms wrapped around me.
I'm your typical brunette, five feet four, my hair is straight and a few inches past my shoulders, and I've been blessed with breasts or as Gary calls them, "The Rack." Yes, I love to show them off! Gary does not know but nibbling my nipples, well it makes my clit tingle; however I have to be in the mood. It's a blessing and also a curse. If I'm not aroused then I hate having my nipples touched. I'm not sure if Gary would get upset if he knew, but some of my girl friends enjoy teasing the men and I don't want that to stop. I'm not sure if I'm bi, but I like kissing my friends. I'm not ready to get married, but I still dream about the perfect life with a house, husband, kids, and the white picket fence. Until then, all I want to do is have some fun.
Gary had planned this camping trip with Steve about a month ago. Gary's best friend Steve wanted to visit this new camp ground. Oh let me tell you about Steve, he is one male stud! He's about six three, works out, and has the body to show for it. I think Steve played middle linebacker in college. From the first day we met, I knew he would bed me.
To be honest with you it sounded like fun as I love to be in the outdoors. Its freedom if you will, to not have any worries and to just enjoy life and hang with friends around the fire. Now, to have these two studs in one tent with me? Oh god yes, both men would be looking at me wanting to see more of me! Oh, and both men wanting to fuck me. So would Steve make an inappropriate pass at me? Would I have to flash him? Maybe Gary would be behind me and lift up my shirt to flash him. God, that would be kinky, to have your boyfriend show you off to his friend!
Is it so wrong for a woman to enjoy sex? More importantly is it wrong for her to want sex? Personally I think most men are afraid of that and islam men are very insecure as they have the women covered head to toe. Why else would they want to keep women down? I think these men have small penises and don't want women to see what a real man can do.
Growing up my father taught me how to fish and for what ever reason I love to fish. Partly cuz I love to eat fish and partly to enjoy some alone time with someone you care about. Yes, I pushed and prodded until Gary would take me. He knew me well enough to know that I would not go girly on him and love the outdoors. I think he liked that about me.
Finally the magic day came and we all piled in Steve's explorer. There was a little tension in the air and lots of energy. The guys always want me to flash and for me to do things. Yes, I love the attention and boy do they pour it on. Once in the car they both wanted me to flash some of the other cars. However, I was not ready yet and so I kept my clothes on. A couple hours later we found the camp ground and set up camp. The rest of the day was non eventful, until that night.
We had a small tent for all of us to sleep in. The guys decided it would be best to set up one bed and not three. Then they wanted me to be in the middle as it would be strange to have two men sleeping next to each other. Sure, that was a little cheezy but I was game! How kinky to have two men next to me, all night long, one that I'm sleeping with and one that wants to fuck me. I'm not sure that Gary knew it, but I did. Steve would grab me here and there, and he loved to give me hugs. More then one occasion his hands would cup my checks.
Gary walked with me to the rest room for our last call of the night. We walked hand in hand under the moon light. It was so romantic, the moon and all the fresh air. Oh, and I was a little naughty wearing only a tee shirt and my sexy black thong. Gary didn't say anything about what might, or could happen; however, his semi hard cock was speaking volumes to me. Once back at the tent, I sat between my boys.
Steve made some off color remark as my nipples were rock hard. Yes, I knew it and yes that was that point!
"You guys are dogs." I've always wanted to be fucked my two or more men, one of my most erotic fantasies is to have six men share me. Oh to be passed from man to man, to use my as their pleasure toy. Each man uses me differently, fucks me a little harder or softer then the other man, and to feel how each man gives me different pleasure from his cock. So many cocks varied in length and thickness, each patiently waiting to fuck me.
"Yes, thank you." They both agreed.
Gary kissed me, "come on babe, you always sleep with out your shirt."
"And why would I want to do that? Besides why are you guys able to keep your clothes?"
"Fine, if we take off our clothes then you have to take your shirt off?"
"Ah, how about you guys take off your clothes and I'll take off my shirt."
With out agreeing or saying a word the guys started to undress. Talk about being nervous, where was this going to go? How far would Gary want this to go? Could I take both men? I've done them both in my mind many times, but could I really go though with this? Could Gary actually share me?
I love being nude, and having people look at me. All my life I've been an exhibitionist. It's such a rush showing your tits off to a bunch of men, and to know that all the men want you in bed. God, I love that! Gary knows that I love to show off and he loves to show me off!
What Gary does not know, is that I love having sex in public. The chance of being caught, it's a rush! Now, I have two men that are going to use me and I want them both to fuck me good. Oh yes, I wanted to feel them, feel how both of these men touch me, and how they fuck me!
This was moving to a fast pace, no going back. Was I ready for them to take me, to be a queen with two men servicing me. Talk about one of my longest fantasies. I knew that these men would worship me as well as use me as their own sex toy. Oh and how did I ever I wanted that!
Gary started to touch me again, so I rolled over on my side to face him. "You guys are bad!"
