James had been looking for a few good Bulls for me since we moved into the new house. He tried online websites with few favorable responses. He asked Johnny if he knew anyone who would like to service me on a regular basis.
"Sure, I would love to and so would most of the guys on the force," Johnny confided. "I'll ask around though," he promised.
A week later he called the house. "Hey, my pretty lady," he said upon hearing my voice.
"Is James there?"
"No, I'm afraid he's still at work, can I help you? Or should I have him call?" I asked.
"Yeah, have him call me at work when he gets home, sweetheart, thanks," he replied.
James showed up a half-hour later and made the call. The news was not good. Yes, several guys wanted a chance to fuck me but all were afraid of being caught by their wives or girlfriends.
It had been two weeks and I was really getting horny. James would lick my pussy every night but that didn't give me what I wanted. I wanted a big fat cock in my cunt pumping in and out of me like a pile driver fucking the earth.
I became cranky even though I was masturbating every day; I still was not satisfied. James continued to search.
I was close to going ballistic when the next phone call came. It was Johnny with a suggestion.
"You know, James there's a nudist camp just on the other side of the parish. I bet you could go there and find some men who would love to stick their pricks in your lady's pretty pussy," he suggested.
James was really excited. He couldn't wait to tell me about the new possibility.
"Now don't get your hopes up too much, okay?" he asked before he started telling me the possibilities.
"There's this nudist camp just on the edge of the parish and Johnny said that there would probably be a few good candidates for you there. I know you need to get laid really bad and I believe it might happen if we go and check things out. What do you think?" he asked a little nervous.
I pinched my left nipple and a shot of electricity traveled down to my pussy. It felt so good after such a dry spell.
"I'm ready to try anything," I said, "I can't take this too much longer! I may kill you if I it takes much more time. Let's go!"
Saturday morning we jumped in the truck and found our way there with Johnny's directions. There was a gate with a guard's post. The cost to get in for the day was forty-five dollars a person.
James paid for the two of us and drove through the gates with instructions on where to find a place to store our clothes and the recreation areas.
There was a park where there was picnic tables, volley ball courts, nature trails, and a swimming pool that looked like it was the most popular place in the camp.
James asked, "Do you have a preference where to start looking for Bulls, my Lady?"
"The pool looks the most crowed, and maybe the most promising; let's start there," I suggested.
He found a parking place. We found the "un-dressing rooms" and put our clothes in the lockers provided pinning the keys to our towels.
James was a little uncomfortable because he felt that everyone was snickering at his below average dicklett. But he smiled seeing all of the men watching me and starting toward the new woman in the park.
As each man passed me, my eyes wandered from their face down their chest to their pricks. Some were extremely endowed; others were average and there were several as small or smaller than James. The later made him feel good.
I checked out their ring fingers as well. Just because they were liberal enough to be here, didn't mean that they're wives would share them. I tried to find the ones that didn't wear a ring and were still appealing to me.
The first was one that appeared to hang around nine inches with a circumference of about three inches. He was dark skinned with beautiful green eyes and sandy hair.
As I passed him I smiled and said, "Hello there!"
He stopped for a brief moment and then saw James. He said, "Hi," and walked on.
I decided that we had to split up.
"James, I think you're scaring them off," I told him. "We need to go searching separately until we have found someone that either of us thinks is a good match, do you agree?" I asked.
"Yes, that sounds like the best approach!" he agreed, "I'll meet you around lunch so we can eat together and share notes, okay?"
I agreed and he went towards the hiking path and I headed back to the pool.
Five minutes later, I had two men vying for my attention.
"Who was that dork you were with earlier?" asked the sandy haired guy who's name turned out to be Oliver.
"He's a good friend," I lied, " I wanted to come and check this place out but was a little afraid to come on my own so he agreed to come with me."
I ran my fingers over my sweaty breast as we spoke. I licked my lips and pulled my hair off of my shoulders.
"You want to take a swim and cool down?" Oliver suggested.
"Yeah, I could use some cold water; you're making me really hot!" I smiled.
We dove in the six-foot water and as I came up for air, Oliver grabbed my waist and helped me tread water.
"So why did you want to come here?" he asked me.
"Do you want the truth, or do you want me to play games?" I answered him.
He seemed to think about that for a moment then he smiled.
"Yeah, I want the truth!" he said.
"Well then I need to start over," I confessed, "you see, the guy I'm with is not just a friend; he's my boyfriend. As I'm sure you could see, he's very under endowed," I admitted.
"Yeah, I saw that!" he said.
"Well, I love him very much but he can't please me the way I need to be pleased. He wants me to have all the sex that I can handle and want, but we've been having problems finding men to help me with that," I explained.
Oliver just shook his head and said nothing, but he bent down and sucked the nipple of my left breast. A chill ran down to my toes. His lips on my nipple felt so warm and I wanted more.
I tried to compose myself my pussy was filling with lubricant it wanted to be fucked so badly.
"He had talked to all of his friends, but they are mostly married and were fearful of being caught," I continued. "One, however; suggested that we come here and see if we could find some virile men to take care of me," I smiled, "then I saw you and my pussy started getting wet," I informed him.
I felt his cock go stiff as it hit me on my clit. Fire ran down my legs. He reached down and placed a finger between my pussy lips and ran it up and down.
I closed my eyes, laid my head back and just enjoyed his hand exploring my hot box. His mouth found my nipples again and I felt him all over my body.
Using my arms, I pulled closer to him as the water tried to pull us apart. I wanted to run my fingers through the hair on his chest and press my lips to his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my tongue down his throat as he inserted his large prick into my hungry love box.
Locked in that position, Oliver somehow managed to swim us to the side of the pool where he released me and climbed out. He extended his hand to assist me and then led me to a small bungalow on the grounds.
It was only two rooms. One was a dressing room with a shower and toilet, the other a small sitting room with a couch, two chairs, a small table to eat at, and a bearskin rug.
Oliver kissed me passionately and then sat me on the couch. He knelt before me and ran his tongue into my now hot and wet pussy.
I spread my legs as far as I could and let him lick me for only a few minutes. Then I demanded, "I want you to fuck me!" I want to feel that large prick in my cunt! Please do it NOW!"
He lifted me off of the couch and lay me on the bear skin rug. Kissing me hard and deep he centered himself over my pussy. One hand went between us and found my shaved cunt. He played with my clit for a few minutes then ran his fingers into my pussy.
He spread it wide to give berth for his cock to enter.
I prepared for the wonderful warmth I knew would rush over me the second his manhood entered me. I reached down and stroked his shaft and helped guide it to my wet coochie. "Fuck me good!" I whispered, "I've needed it for so long!"
Oliver rose high over my body and then slammed his prick deep into my wet slit. Then up again and in and out he fucked me hard and slow then quick and furious once again he slowed to a pace that would give him staying power.
"You are so soft, and I love that you have no hair!" he whispered as he came to a comfortable stride.
Sweat dripped off his brow from the heat of the day. The tiny ceiling fan hardly gave off enough air to dry it from our bodies. His thick tongue tried to lick the moisture off of my skin. But it fell like rain from his brow.
I opened myself to him; spread my arms away from my body; opened my legs to his manhood and cried to him. "Make me feel like a real woman again! I need you to fill my pussy with that thick cum in your balls!" I cried.
This stimulated him and he pumped his body over mine faster and harder. His finger found a way between us and he squeezed my clit. Fire shot through my legs; my toes curled and I grabbed his shoulders to hold myself still.
We were floating in a pool of our sweat. Our hands kept sliding off of one another's body.
"I don't know if I can cum with all of this heat!" Oliver insisted.
"Stop! Stop NOW!" I cried.
He looked at me confused the he said, "Why?"
"Because we are going to combust!" I told him.
He slowed but did not pull out of my wet pussy.
"I saw a shower in there, let's go fuck in the ice cold water!" I directed.
Oliver smiled and pulled out me. He extended his hand and helped me up. We ran into the changing room and turned on only the cold water.
He pinned me against the cold marble walls of the shower. Holding my arms in one hand above my head, he led his still hard penis to his target, my still wet pussy. It slid in with no resistance.
I sighed deeply as its length found room in my hot box. I spread my legs to give him room and reached around and rubbed his ass hole.
