Hello, my name is Mandy, Mistress Mandy to my wimpy husband Andy. I just found out that he shared my story of my gangbang last Friday night with the whole world. Believe me he's going to be in chastity for a long time!
Stupid little man, always thinking about himself. He knows his job is taking care of men so that I have everything I want and need.
Well, we'll see how long he likes being in the basement. It gets cold down there this time of year and he has nothing to wear but that little silk teddy of mine. I gave him a sheet for that old musty mattress down there.
Too bad he won't be able to share in tonight's little romp. But that's not what I'm here to complain about. I'm here to set the story straight about last weekend's party at the Wet Nights Club.
I had instructed him to line up all of the guys that had come to fuck me in order of prick size. I wanted to get the wimpy ones out first so that I could enjoy those with really delicious massive cocks.
Well, he just rushed through that job because I promised him he could have the smallest dick suck him while I played. That was my mistake.
Let me tell you; he missed cleaning up at least five of my studs. Too busy sucking and being sucked by that snidely Chester instead of watching for my needs!
Believe me, he paid for it.
Anyway, I've taken care of that problem and now I'm here to tell you about the fabulous sex I had that night!
I found out that it was sixty-nine men that I fucked that night. I was sore for two weeks afterwards. It was a terrible time because I was so horny and too sore to have a really good man. I had to have Andy lick me every night just to go to sleep.
I really didn't want to do that because he was punished. I didn't want to give him the pleasures of my silky garden of love. But I was so horny and any dick, even his puny one was painful.
I couldn't even use my dildos.
But back to that night; sixty-nine, I wonder if that's a worlds record for the number of fucks in one night... hmmm.
As you know, I started out with Chester; mousy little man. I was glad to get him over with. His wife must masturbate every night or with a husband like him. No wonder they joined the club.
My second suitor was little better than Chester. Tom was his name. He maybe had seven inches. Barely enough to find my erogenous zone; on and off in six minutes. What kind of fuck is that?
I had to call Andy over because he was so interested in Chester's mouth on his prick he couldn't pull away. I had to call him three times. Slapped him across the face when he finally got there. "Your job is to tend to me, little man. Now do it!" I screamed at him when he finally made his way back to me.
I made him suck my lover for five minutes just because he took so long. Then I told Tom, to spew all over his face for taking so long to tend to him.
I laughed so much at Andy drowning in Tom's thick offering. "You wipe that off and I'll chain you to the fender of the car on the way home!" I threatened him.
He didn't tell you about that now did he? No, all he wanted to tell you about was Chester's mouth on his cock.
After that, Andy was attentive for the next four Real Men. The cock size had jumped from six or seven inches to the eight to nine inch variety. I decide to take on two lovers at once. One in my mouth and the other filling my cunt full of his warm seed horse style.
Jacob straddled me and had to force his wide head into my pussy. I like them thick. There was an audible pop as he forced his way in. Now he had staying power! Twenty minutes was the time on that one.
Robert was in my Mouth, sweet dick he has. Filled my throat and was so erotic and gentle. I sucked hard on that hunk of man.
When the two of them finished, I called over wimpy-poo and had held his dick tightly in my hand as he cleaned them up. His balls grew tight and red as he sucked and the redder they got the tighter I squeezed.
Bet he didn't tell you that either, did he?
Bishop wanted to do sixty-nine. He has the best tongue in town. And a ten-inch prick. Nearly choked me. But oh what a tongue! I really envy Natalie; she gets him every night.
Sucking him in his head lodged in my throat and I could barely breathe. For twenty minutes we sucked and fucked until I could no longer breathe with his tool down my throat.
When he shot his load my mouth couldn't contain it all. He overflowed onto my breast and I, again, had to call wimp boy over to clean my lover and me up.
Upon arrival by my side, he was smiling like a monkey; he had not paid a bit of attention to the pleasures I was enjoying. I grabbed his useless balls and squeezed them tight. I motioned for him to lean over so I could talk with him.
When he got the message I whispered in his ear, "Have your fun, puppy, because tonight is the last of it you will have for a long time!" And I smiled sweetly.
He'll learn his place this week and if not, he'll stay down there another week. As long as it takes.
I'll let him out to come cook my dinner and clean the house, then back to his little cold room with no clothes, no shower and he has to go out in the back yard like a dog to do his business.