In my previous stories, I have told how I grew up watching my mom prepare every afternoon for dad’s arrival home from work and for the powerful fuck she’d been dreaming about all day. How she would bathe and slip into tiny lingerie. And hug and kiss him at the door, before they both disappear into the master bedroom for an hour. EVERY evening, for many years. I’ve also told how I lured the cutest boy in our high school to...

In part 1, my hungry sixteen-year-old pussy finally engulfed its first cock, and it was absolute heaven. In part 2, I moved up from high school boys to college men – and a college woman named Tina – and several orgies – and sucking every big cock that agreed to slide down my throat. In part 3, Tina met Rod, her perfect man, and I met Ted, the perfect man for me. When we left off, Ted had just asked me to marry him and gav...

In part 1, Brad helped me train to be a slut in high school, in my late teens. In part 2, Lance helped me to graduate from fucking high school boys to college men. By the time I earned my college degree, 16 cocks had been down my throat, and 8 up my pussy. And I had turned bi, with the hottest brunette on campus as my lesbian partner to this day. As the college yearbook photographer, Lance took photos of just about everyt...