The morning after daddy gave me my first anal sex experience, I was still feeling lit. I woke up just before daddy, put on the red silk robe and heels that he got me for Christmas, made him a coffee and brought it to him. I tickled his earlobe. He woke up with a smile and pulled himself into a reclined position.
"Hey baby girl."
"Hey daddy." I said as I gave him a mischievous smile.
"What is it?" He asked knowing I was up to no good.
"So." I turned my torso towards him as I undid the sash of my robe and let my tits fall free. "Will you brag to your co-workers that you rocked your teenage girlfriend's world by fucking her in the ass? I mean you are going to have to stay with me at least until I am 20 just so the story doesn't sound too scandalous." I reached beneath the covers and started to edge his cock and balls. "Would you be willing to keep fucking me in the ass at least until I am 20 years old." I said with a mock pout.
"Oh. Fuck yes."
Daddy leaned up into me. I put a single index finger on his chest and pushed him back down on his back. "Finish your coffee. I'll go make breakfast. You'll be eating ass as an appetizer."
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By the end of the semester, I was still just 19 years old but rapidly becoming an experienced woman of the world. High school seemed like a lifetime ago and I could barely relate to most of my fellow university students. I was anxious to get out of the dorm. I had to find a place to live. Both daddy and Jake asked me to move in with them, no strings attached. However, that seemed like it would make me dependent, so I declined.
As luck would have it right around then my mother had inherited a notable chunk of money from her aunt. It was enough to pay off her mortgage and help with a down payment on a home for me. Between us we had just enough for me to buy a small bachelor condo. I would still need her to co-sign the mortgage. I knew I could handle it, but the usual bank calculations don't account for the indirect financial benefits of being a sexually permissive and buxom young woman.
I was talking this over with daddy one night and he suggested another alternative. I should buy a much larger and more luxurious 3-bedroom condo and he and Jake would move in. That was more than I could afford, and I wanted to maintain my financial independence, so he suggested that they would pay rent. That stream of income should be enough to underpin a larger mortgage. Daddy would pay whatever rent was necessary to make it work.
When it came right down to it, I ended up needing him to co-sign the mortgage as well. By then we were all so committed I agreed to cede that bit of independence. I trusted him more than any other man and we were rapidly approaching common law marriage although that only occurred to me later. Besides, life is full of compromises and my name is on the deed.
That is how I found myself the owner of a large luxury condo as a nineteen-year old woman. The three of us still live there happily today. Actually we ended up buying a 4-bedroom place with a large office that has a murphy bed, a huge rec room, generous kitchen and living spaces and a large patio that can be enclosed and heated in the winter.
My mom was taken aback when I told her the plan, mainly because I was in a serious relationship with two men. She was even more taken aback when I told her about the other men. But she took it in stride. "Well, I guess I am in no position to question the merits of having more than one man. I just never really thought to have them all at once."
I took the master bedroom and Jake and daddy each took one of the other bedrooms. There was a man in my bed virtually every night whether it is one of them or one of the others.
Much as I liked this arrangement it made it oddly difficult to date new men. I couldn't really bring them into my circle until I trusted them fully and that certainly wasn't going to happen until I had developed an intimate relationship with them. Meanwhile, it was awkward to bring them home because I didn't want to mislead them - I refused to ask Jake and daddy to pretend that they weren't my lovers. Meanwhile if I stayed at my date's house I didn't like being away from Jake and daddy. Oh, and how to explain that the daughter of a single mother with no money owned a huge luxury condo.
Still, I always found ways to make it work. I had an easy time picking up guys and they were usually willing to go along with whatever I wanted, including suspending their disbelief. Guys hit on me all the time and I had learned to be very confident in my boldness if I saw a guy I liked. Not counting my main guys I still got laid more than most college women. Some were short-term or spontaneous. But I was almost always deliberate and aware. Booze fueled one-nighters weren't my thing. And underlying it all I was always on the hunt for long-term lovers. My sexual experiences have always been best with guys with whom I have an established connection.
All through 2nd and 3rd year university I maintained my relationship with those five guys. For each I was their girlfriend. I went to their special events and saw them on a regular basis. Except for Brad who also dated Gail, those men rarely dated other women. I never asked or expected that of them. And by Christmas of 3rd year, the frequency with which I dated other guys had decreased. I think we all just found dating and fucking outside the group to be a sub-par experience by comparison.
At the end of 3rd year Gary moved to Chicago. He became the sixth man in my group.
My studies and work kept me busy, but I made it a priority to keep my men happy. I wasn't living the college life. While other college girls were going to parties or football games or hanging out with sorority girls I was studying, working or happily getting filled with cock.
I became the master of the quickie. For me there is really very little reason to deny my lover's sexual urges. If I am not in the mood (rarely) or busy with something else (frequently) I can suck them off or let them have a quick fuck in no time. All my guys knew to build in a few extra minutes when making plans and I would use that time to take care of their needs. They also took care of little things like shopping, cooking, cleaning (well they paid for that service) and transportation. Overall, I came out ahead and so did they. I rarely paid for anything, and they even coordinated things among themselves for my benefit and theirs. We were all in sync.
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Brad knew about my other men and he stayed at my home occasionally. He got along fine with daddy and Jake. But he had never participated in any group scene. When he was present, I tended to keep my activities with Jake and daddy low key. Nothing was really hidden from Brad. I just didn't feel like he was fully in the group because we didn't know how he felt about it all.
He still dated Gail as well, but nobody else. The two of us was about all he could handle. He saw her more than he saw me, which was fine with me. I wasn't lacking for men.
Gail and I were both so busy that we didn't get together often but we were still good friends. Part of the reason she was so busy is that her dating calendar was full. She was very much sought after, and she had no problem getting a steady stream of guys. She was pretty good at avoiding the 'one and done' dickheads, but she tended to date what I call traditional guys. They like the idea of female sexuality and a girl who likes to fuck right up until somewhere between two seconds and one month after they fuck her for the first time. Then they start judging her for being sexually open or being insecure about her past partners or trying to possess her. They can't just enjoy a good thing, so it usually crashes out quickly after that. For a hottie like Gail there is always plenty more in the wings, but it is frustrating to keep repeating that cycle.
Gail wanted what I had. Positive romantic relationships that didn't have to come at the expense of her freedom or feeding her voracious sexual appetite.
Around the beginning of 3rd year Gail took a real interest in my situation. She knew from being at my home that something unique was going on. How did I come to own this place and why did I have two loyal live-in boyfriends as well as three more lovers plus Brad? One day over drinks on my balcony I told her everything. She was flabbergasted and very intrigued.
At that time, we were coming up on Christmas of 3rd year. The Christmas of 2nd year was even more crazy than 1st year with Jimmy added to the mix. For 3rd year Gary was going to come in from California (none of us, including him, yet knew he would be moving to Chicago at the end of that school year). It was going to be five guys and me all in my big luxury condo.
I don't know how many guys it takes to qualify as a 'gang bang'. But that year was the first time that I felt as though with the right pace the guys could maintain a cycle that could keep me filled with dick constantly for as long as I wanted. Still, every day of that Christmas break those five men got all the sex they could handle. I never turned one away and I could have taken more.
I asked Gail if she would like to join us and bring Brad along. She jumped at the chance. However, they were each going to be away visiting family so it wouldn't work for them until New Year's Eve. I promised her I would save plenty of energy for a wild party then.
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By the time Gail and Brad arrive at my house on 4:00 p.m. of New Year's Eve I had already been wildly indulgent. My sexual appetite was not diminished, but I wanted to reward my guys with a new girl.
I also had a sense that maybe Brad needed a little extra help to adjust to what was about to happen. It can be a little overwhelming as a woman being outnumbered three to one by horny men. But that is nothing compared to how overwhelming it is for her boyfriend to watch. Even though Brad was not exclusive with Gail he hadn't been witness to her being with other guys.
I made a point of setting the stage and taking the lead. When they arrived, all of my men were dressed in regular street clothes. I on the other hand was dressed like a whore, with black garters, stockings, pumps and a lace bra and panties. That outfit was courtesy of Gerhard. He favours traditional lingerie outfits. That is how I answered the door.
I had already told Gail to expect this. We agreed that I would take the lead to help Brad adjust. We three hugged and exchanged season's greetings. Brad knew all the guys except Gary, but Gail only knew daddy and Jake and even then, just barely. We all had a few drinks and a few tokes over the course of an hour or so. My men made our guests feel welcome and Gail and Brad both warmed up to the scene quickly.
Once I saw that happening, I made a point of starting some sexual engagement. Gary was in a chair in my dining room (maple dining room set courtesy of daddy). I went and sat in his lap.
"We've missed having you around sweetie." I said as a wiggled my ass into his lap and put my arm around his shoulders.
"I've missed being around." He responded as he put his hand on my thigh and ran it gently all the way up to my pussy as we kissed. "I've missed fucking you the most though."
"Mmmmm. Come on back here and you'll have unlimited pussy privileges."
"Ya?"
"Ya." I confirmed with a smile as I bit my lower lip seductively. We started making out as his hands explored my body. I had missed Gary, but I also wanted to be sure to break the ice emphatically. We caught the eye of Gail and Brad. After a few minutes I peeled myself off Gary and asked Gail and Brad to follow me to the spare bedroom.
"Gail, this will be your room. Do you have an outfit selected?"
"Yes."
"It is time to put it on."
Gail opened her luggage as I turned my attention to Brad.
