Being gang banged for the first time was the most amazing experience of my life. It was the first time I'd truly felt alive, the first time I'd truly felt free. Being lusted over, being used, being completely free and to fuck and suck as many cocks as I want filled me with a sense of purpose. I knew that my body was not to be ashamed of but appreciated and shared with as many men as possible. I'd always wondered why I looked the way I did: full firm C cup breasts, long slender legs, full pouty lips, blond hair and green eyes, with a physique that always seemed to stay in shape. I was born for the sole purpose of sharing this body with as many men as I could and I could not wait to embark on my new life as a slut.
My divorce from Mark was quick and painless; Mark wanted nothing to do with me after my epiphany, and to make sure that proceedings went my way I paid a little visit to Mark's lawyer, a man in his early 50's, and I blew him at his desk. I told him that he could fuck me any time he wanted if he blew the case for Mark. That was all it took and within a week and a half it was settled.
The first thing I did after the divorce was rework my wardrobe. All of my conservative clothing went into the fireplace. I replaced the entire collection with the sluttiest clothing I could find. All of my shoes were replaced with spiky heels and all of my pants were replaced with miniskirts and tight vinyl and leather ass-hugging pants. I didn't just need to be hot to trot, I had to look the part as well. As I discarded my high-buttoned blouses and khaki pants, I felt incredibly liberated and wondered why it took me so long to do this.
Now that I was finally free of the shackles of my former life, I could not wait to dive right into my newly awakened slutdom. Smiling impishly, I picked up the phone and dialed Steve, the man who blackmailed my husband and organized my gang bang in the first place. I had an idea. My heart raced as I waited for him to pick up.
"Hello?"
"Hi.", I tried to sound sexy in a husky voice like Kathleen Turner, but I think I failed miserably. "Steve. This is Emily. Remember? The hot blond that you and your friends fucked the shit out of?"
"Fuck, bitch.", he responded. "How could I forget a slut like that? You're a hot piece of ass.". Steve talked to me like I was a piece of meat and quite honestly, my pussy was drenched. "If you're calling about the tape, too bad. There's nothing you can do about any of it."
My hand caressed the inside of my thigh like it had a mind of it's own ,moving slowly towards my pussy. I ran a finger over the slit through my very soaked panties as I spoke to Steve. I let loose a purr of excitement into the phone before I spoke again. "I don't think you understand. Your cocks were wonderful. I could fuck and suck them dry all night. I can still taste your cum on my tongue. It's so good. Like honey. " I purred at him again, my excitement building. "Mm mm, god. I wish I was on my knees right now, sucking cock after cock...... after cock."
"Happy to be of service, baby.", Steve replied back with bravado. "Why don't you come on down? I'll give you something to suck on."
"Oh, will you?", I asked in a pouty voice. "That's actually why I called. I love to suck cock. Really, really, really love to suck cock. It's all I think about. I see something that even looks like a cock, and I just...", I added a pause, sucking my finger into my mouth, taking a loud, wet stroke of it into the phone. "Mmmmph," I moaned along, slurping it all back down into my mouth. "..I just need to suck on it."
"God damn, I guess I turned you into a total fucking slut.", Steve blurted, his excitement becoming rapidly apparent. "That can be easily arranged. Just name the time and the place, baby."
"Well...", this was it. My heart was absolutely racing and my pussy was burning out of control. "I really want to work on my cock sucking technique. I just don't think one cock will do."
"What do you have in mind?"
"A blow job party." My panties were drenched in my excretions by now as I pulled them aside to finger myself. "Big cocks. As many as you can. I blow each guy one after the other. I want them to tell me how to suck their cocks. " My body quivering at my own touch as my back arched in the chair.
"You want another gang bang? Done and done."
"No, not a gang bang. A blow job party. No fucking, at least not until I say so. Just cock sucking. I crave cocks in my mouth. I need their seed sliding down my throat. I want men using my mouth as a fuck toy. "
Steve paused for a minute, probably out of shock. " Okay , slut. I'll happily oblige your little request. You come by this Friday and I'll have cocks for you to suck."
"Oh, god, yes!", I cried into the phone as I brought myself to climax. "I'll be there, on my knees like a good slut." My speech slurred from the climax and I panted breathings into the phone. "They had better be ready, because I'm going to drain their balls into my stomach."
The days flew by in a blur as Friday rolled around. I got a call from Steve promptly at 8 PM that night letting me know that the guys were ready for me to blow them. He told me that the guys were from the gym that he goes to and he personally inspected the goods, so I was going to be in for a wild night. "I hope so", was all I could say as I sashayed in front of the mirror to get dressed for it.
I put on a sheer see-through black push up bra, which not only pushed my breasts up but close together. The bra had a lace trim and you could clearly see my nipples from under the very thin fabric. I wore a matching black thong and 6 inch black heels, and some very sheer black stockings with went halfway up my thighs. I hated to cover my legs at all but I figured that I was going to spend the whole night on my knees so it seemed very practical. Instead of lipstick I put on some shiny lip gloss. I didn't want to stripe the guy's cocks. For a final touch I put my hair into two schoolgirl pig tails, not just to keep the hair out of my face while I gave head, but also to help the guys guide my head as it bobbed in their laps.