I need to tell you about what happened here last week while you were away. You deserve to know and I just hope that you understand.
You left me on Monday last week and by the time Wednesday rolled around, my mind started to wonder. I started thinking about you and your tongue and your cock. I put on some lingerie to make myself feel sexy and opened a bottle of pinot. I sat at the computer trying desperately to find myself a story to get off to. I sat there stroking my big black dildo that you got me and rubbed it easily against myself while I searched through the story titles. I came to one about a woman being the entertainment at a bachelor party for one of her husband's friends. While I read through the story I rubbed the hard dildo harder and harder against my clit until I just had to feel it inside me. I slowly inserted it in and grabbed the little blue vibrator and ran it along my clit. I imagined it was I that you and your friends shared taking turns fucking my pussy, mouth and ass. I didn't even get midway through it before my pussy started gushing and I came hard on the big black dildo. As soon as I finished I heard the sound of giggling and then very quickly heard someone knocking on our door. I grabbed my short bathrobe and quickly answered the door trying to catch my breath from my orgasm. Mike and Chris stood there, glasses in hand.
"Oh, did we come at a bad time?" Chris asked with a raw smile as I tried to cover my chest with the robe.
" No, no guys come on in." I welcomed them but hesitantly. We walked back to the kitchen and they got themselves each a pint. Now, the boys normally looked at me a lot but not in an inappropriate way; more flattering. This time though, it was bordering on creepy. They stood in the room, across from me, drinking and talking about work. They did their best not to stare but were transfixed with my exposed thighs and my creeping "v" neckline. I stood just blushing and trying to keep myself covered while attempting to stay in the conversation. They finished one and then filled another for the walk back to their place. I led them out of the kitchen and through the bedroom. When I got to the computer room I realized that I had left the dildo and the vibrator sitting out next to the computer. I ran over to it and tried to cover it up but I was pretty sure that Mike saw it. I blushed at him as he gave me another good look over before he and Chris headed towards the door.
That was a long night. I couldn't get the thought of Mike seeing my big dildo out of my head. He pays enough attention to me without that little tease of evidence to the level of my libido. The next day I must have seen the two of those boys staring at my ass or tits a hundred times. Not that I don't "invite" the attention by what I wear most of the time. Even though I'm a teacher, I put a lot of thought into my outfits, making sure I at least make myself feel sexy. It's not that I didn't like the attention from the two boys either. I very much liked and was flattered by all the suggestive looks but was also made uncomfortable by it because of their personal and working relationship with you. They never showed any disrespect for me in anyway but, in our tiny little town, I had become these boys object of desire.
It turned me on, having boys five years younger than me stare and possibly fantasize about me. I wondered what they thought of me. I wondered how far their minds wandered. Did they just fantasize about seeing my breasts? Did they want to see my whole body? Did they want to touch me? Lick me?...Did they want me to touch them? Suck them? Fuck them?
That night I waited to see if Chris and Mike would come again to drink some beer. Nine o'clock rolled around and I figured I was in the clear. I again put on some lingerie, a black crotch-less bodysuit, and found one of your gangbang videos and put it in the DVD player out in the family room. I again brought out my two favorite toys and started pacing through the scenes of the video. Nothing caught my eye until I came to a scene where an Asian "masseuse" made a house-call to a group of black men. Well I'm sure you know the scene. I quickly massaged and fucked myself to an excellent orgasm. I leaned my head back and, in my post-orgasmic bliss, I looked up into the window. It was snowing lightly and the light from outside flickered. I turned my head and saw a figure quickly walking away from the house. I instantly recognized it as Mike. Was he watching me? How much of it was he watching?
I was up all night. Was I thinking about how awful I felt that another man had seen me naked? No. Was I thinking about how ashamed I "should have been?" No. I was rubbing my clit from orgasm to orgasm about the thought of Mike, a good looking young man, watching me fuck myself silly while watching a girl get dp'd by numerous big black cocks. One after the other my orgasms flowed. It was the most aroused I had been in years and I could not believe how much my accidental exhibitionism had turned me on. By the end of the night I was just holding the vibrator against my clit and fantasizing about a large group of men watching me as I pleasured myself.
The next morning was rough to say the least. Not only was I absolutely exhausted, but every time I saw Mike, he made a point out of staring me up and down, the whole time wearing a huge grin. I soon noticed Chris giving me the same inappropriate treatment. I walked across the hall at some point to ask Eric about a party at our neighbors place on Saturday night. He told me it started at 10:00 but the whole time I was in his classroom he was behind his desk, leaning back in his chair and very blatantly staring at my chest. So I had worn that low cut black lace shirt that really shows off a lot of cleavage, but he didn't have to be a dick about it.
In any case, school ended that day and I went home and started drinking. I opened a bottle of wine and drew a bath. After I got out and dried off I poured myself another glass of wine. I slipped into a short blue slip that was see-through and picked out another movie of yours to watch and bring myself off to. This time I sat in the chair so that I wouldn't have my back to the window. At least I could know that I was being watched then. I had a difficult time finding a scene that interested me. It was one I hadn't looked through before but all of the scenes were pretty lame. I finally came to one in which a middle-aged woman was taken by three young men. They fucked her relentlessly and she was in a constant state of orgasm. They barely touched her pussy at first, instead they took turns fucking her ass and feeding her their cocks. Two of them then started to dp her and that's when I inserted the butt plug in my ass. I inserted the big dildo into my pussy as well and rubbed my clit with my hand. I was getting lost in the moment when I noticed a figure in the window. I could tell it was Mike but I surprised myself by not covering up. I continued to bring myself closer and closer to an orgasm. He just stood there and watched me through the window. He rubbed the crotch of his pants while he watched sometimes glancing at the screen and the women being pounded relentlessly. I sat there with both my holes filled and madly rubbing my clit. I stared at him as he rubbed his crotch.
I was somewhat surprised he didn't bring his cock out for me to see and jerk himself off. He obviously was pretty turned on. I wished he would. I wanted to see it. Was it cut? Was it bigger than yours?
He scared me by moving away from the window and quickly opening the door. He came into the room. He watched the screen for a second and then looked my way. He undid his jeans and pulled out a fairly erect cock. It was fat. Not that long, but fat. The head was very large and beautiful. I couldn't help but moan as my orgasm came closer and closer. He looked at the screen and my eyes followed his. I had almost forgotten about the porno. The woman was getting drilled in the ass while one of the guys came in buckets all over her tongue. She gobbled it up like sweet candy and tried her best to not let any fall from her mouth.
Just then Mike quickly moved toward me and just let his cock fall in front of me. He put his hand on his hips. I knew what he wanted I just didn't know if I could do it. I stopped rubbing my clit for a second while I pondered the situation. He looked down at the dildo and butt-plug that were deep inside me. He moved even closer and I could see a drop of pre-cum form on the tip of his cock. It started to fall a bit and landed on my outstretched, bare leg. This was just too much for me. I began to rub my clit furiously. I lifted my head and kissed the end of his dick. The smell was familiar, musty. I tasted the pre-cum on my lips. It was sweet and warming. He put his hand on the back of my head as you often do and urged me on. I put my free hand around the base. It was thicker than any cock I had seen. I started to jerk it but he kept on pulling my head closer. He was persistent and I gave in. I put the head in my mouth. That was all he needed. He pushed my head as far as he could down his thick cock and slowly screwed his cock into the back of my throat. I rubbed my clit so hard it actually started to ache and then it happened. It had only been maybe 15 seconds since I had put his cock in my mouth. My orgasm began and I practically screamed around his cock. He very obviously enjoyed this a lot because his cock started pouring cum into my mouth. It didn't come out in blasts or spurts. It slowly poured out over my tongue. Again, it tasted wonderfully sweet. It was surprising how much kept coming. My orgasm subsided but his cum kept pouring out. I had to swallow but I kept on jerking him off with one hand. As I pulled it from my mouth it kept on pouring out. I quickly put him back in my mouth to finish him off. I tried to lick his cock clean, but he pulled away buttoning his pants up as he left our house.
