It was Friday, our mandatory staff meeting day. As a school counselor I had been granted the ability to do most student counseling from my home office. It worked really well for me because working from home gave me vast opportunities to indulge my sexual passions. But Fridays were torture. We all sat around the conference table bitching about one thing or another. I usually sat there fantasizing about the hung stud I was going to suck and fuck afterwards.

But today was different. First, I hadn't arranged any specific young cock to visit after the meeting. I had a system set up with the local boys: if the upstairs curtains were open, so was I. If they were closed, keep away. I was dreaming about who would come by to see my open curtains. The second thing that was different was that there was a new counselor who had just been hired.

The new guy was an older man, not my type. I like 'em young, preferably black and well hung. He was white and was introduced as Terry, a former commercial pilot. As he was sharing his background, credentials and experience with the group, he scanned the others but kept looking at me, almost staring. I must admit that although I wasn't attracted to him as a sexual partner, when our eyes locked I did feel a stirring deep in my loins. There was something about him that was mesmerizing, something that drew you in.

At the end of the meeting, I had to pass him to get to the door. He caught my attention and, very professionally, introduced himself and asked if we could get some coffee or a drink. He had some questions. Because I hadn’t arranged a big dick that I had to hurry off to swallow, I agreed.

We met at a local bar and ordered drinks. He was very personable and had some intriguing stories. He regaled me with stories of the flight attendants he had enjoyed during his years as a commercial pilot. Then, he had switched to piloting charter flights or even private jets. After a few drinks loosened our tongues, he confided in me.

"Wendy, I probably shouldn't say this, but I have trouble counseling the young girls that pass through my office. Having been a widower for so many years doesn't help either. I'm drawn to their looks, their tight bodies, their raging hormones, their innocence. When a sweet young thing sits across from me, my dick gets hard as a rock."

Having matched him drink for drink, I had lost some judgment and inhibitions as well. "Terry, I'm married but my husband is a workaholic, married to his job and has no interest in sex with me. And he travels for weeks at a time. I've taken a liking to the young boys passing through my office. I admit that they keep me sane and satisfied. Have you ever tapped any of the cuties assigned to you?"

"Wendy, I have. At first, I was wracked with guilt and shame. Eventually, I overcame those reservations. I'd love to see you again to compare notes. It's obviously much easier for a hot woman such as yourself to convince a young stud to whip it out than it is for an old guy like me to get a young girl to spread her legs. Maybe you could give me some pointers."

"Well, Terry, it is fairly easy to attract the young boys. A short skirt and no undies always catches their attention. The difficulty is choosing the most hung stud. I crave the bigger dicks."

Terry chimed in. "It's not that easy for me. The best I can do is to make sure that my nine-incher is visible through my pants, running down my thigh."

I was intrigued by his mention of his nine-inch dick. After two hours stuck in a boring meeting and with a few cocktails spurring me on, I was getting a damp crotch. I could almost feel his big cock sliding down my throat. I was horny and itching for some action. Terry, as an older white guy, wasn't really my type, but maybe I could lure him to my house and enjoy him as an appetizer for the hung black guys my bedroom curtain signal would certainly attract.

"Terry, I have an idea. Why don't we retire to my place? I know that in a short time, I'll have at least a couple of suitors and maybe you can watch as I get busy. What do you think?"

As soon as we got to my place, I opened the bedroom curtains. I changed into some more sexworthy clothes and poured us some drinks. Seeing me in my sheer, see-through blouse with boobs and areolas on full display above a micro-mini skirt showing my toned legs, got him going. I could clearly see the outline of his generous cock stretching his pant fabric. I settled in on the couch next to him.

It turns out that Terry was just as horny and sex craved as I was. Almost as soon as I settled in next to him on the couch, he reached over and slid his hand into my sheer blouse. Cupping my generous boob, he tweaked my nipple, twisting it and pinching it. His touch was electric, and I responded instantly, my cunt getting wet. I clutched at the mound that had suddenly appeared running down his thigh. It was hard and long. I knew that it would do just fine until my young studs started arriving.

I unzipped him and he raised his ass to pull his pants down. His big boy sprang to attention, standing straight up. I didn’t even mess with grabbing it or stroking him. Leaning over, my mouth covered the oversized head of his dick, sliding down his long shaft. With only three strokes, his cock was balls deep in my throat.

"Fuck yeah! Oh, crap, that's nice, Wendy! Yes, yes. Fuck me deep like that, wench, take it all in, let me fill you."

I began mouth fucking his rod, bobbing up and down, my nose in his pubes. His was a decent-sized cock, long enough and on the fat side. It filled my mouth and throat, getting my pussy dripping. As I was sucking him off, my hand was in my cunt, alternating between rubbing my clit and cramming two fingers inside. My pussy was swampy, my throat was tingling, and I felt wonderful.

"Hang on, bitch. It's my turn. I'm gonna fuck your mouth hard now. I want to cum deep in your throat. Take that cock, whore. Let me just fuck your mouth until I'm done. Be my little mouth slut, Wendy. Take all I can give you. Take it all deep down your throat."

Then, Terry put his hands on my head and started thrusting his big cock up into my mouth. He was now in charge, fucking my mouth. I loved having him take over, ramming his dick down my throat, slamming it in hard. My one hand was in my own crotch, and the other grabbed ahold of his testicles. I pulled on them, encouraging him to pound the fuck out of my mouth. His thrusts were hard, fast and deep. Pulling his balls to me made him go faster until he cried out, "OH, shit! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Here it cums! Hang on, you whore!!"

Terry unloaded an ungodly cum dump in me. Some went directly down my throat and some filled my mouth. His cum had an unusually sweet taste, much better than some I've had over the years. I swallowed it all, then massaged his frenulum with my tongue and sucked his bulbous head and the top two inches of his shaft. He finally quit jerking, and his post-orgasm spasms quit.

"Damn, Wendy! That was a world-class blowjob. Thank you. I hope that we can do that again sometime." Just then was a knock at the door. I jumped up and answered to find two of my favored fuck toys standing there with shit-eating grins on their faces.

"Come on in, boys. I'm so glad you could make it."

They saw Terry sitting on the couch. "Who’s the old guy?"

"He's a new friend. Turns out we have a lot in common. You don't mind if he stays and watches, do you?"

"Long as he's not a cop."

With Terry there, I just settled into the armchair across from the couch and signaled the boys to come stand before me. They knew the drill and dropped their pants revealing their monster black cocks hanging down. My pussy lit up, and my mouth started watering. I grasped the 10 incher and placed it at my lips. My other hand began fondling the 8-incher, getting it hardened up. My mouth, already warmed up by Terry's big boy, swallowed that glorious 10-inch cock. It slid down my throat with ease and excited me no end. He pumped it, fucking my mouth, holding my head. I was loving the feel of his long dong thrusting in and out of my throat while I jacked up the other black boy. I pulled my mouth off the bigger cock and slid the other into my mouth.

“Damn, Wendy! That's nice, bitch. Suck on me for a bit before I throw your legs in the air and bury my rod deep up your slutty cunt. That's it, girl. Suck me now."

I alternated between the two lengthy dicks, taking each of them fully down my throat. I noticed Terry had his dick out, stroking himself as he watched me deepthroat these two black cocks. When I was fellating the bigger one, he suddenly held my head and rammed it fully in and out a few times before pausing at the bottom and emptying his cumsack down my throat. Then the other commanded me to assume doggy style on the couch, next to Terry. He approached from behind.

"Get your head and shoulders down, bitch. I want your slutty cunt held up high, like she wants to take my fat cock in deep." He smashed my head down and rammed his cock into my pussy. Other than my fingers earlier, it had been empty so his big dick stretched me wide.

"Oh, fuck ... oh, fuck ... yes, yes ... jam that big cock in deep. Fuck me silly. I need your cock in deep and hard. Take me, take my cunt."

He grabbed my hips and began a raucous pussy fuck. My cunt was getting very sloppy and it felt amazing to be getting fucked so hard. Then Terry, sitting right there, began groping my tits. Squeezing and twisting, slapping and pinching. My nipples were extra sensitive and his abuse felt wonderful. Shortly, the big cock in my pussy erupted with three spasms of cum filling me. As soon as he pulled out, Terry was right there, pushing his dick in me, taking the place of the last guy. Terry pumped and thrust, then pulled out for the big cock to replace him. The three guys, two young black kids and the older white man, took turns railing my cunt and alternately filling me with their jism.

During their gangbang of my sloppy hole, when they'd switch they would each spread my fuckbox wide and comment on my cunt.

"Look at that! Fuck, that's a beautiful pussy!" "Yeah, look how wide open that slut is! Looks like she wants more of our cock!" "Christ, guys! What a fuckable princess! She's ready to pull a train! She's a cumslut for sure!"

Once all three had emptied their loads into my pussy, Terry flipped me onto my back and generously licked me clean. He paid particular attention to my clit, tonguing it and nibbling on it, giving it a sharp nip now and again. I cried out with pleasure, bucking and fucking his face.

After the fun had subsided, all three guys left. I worked up a bite to eat and gobbled it down. Before I could finish came another knock at the door. It was my Hispanic toy, Juan. I let him in and returned to the couch. No sooner had I plopped my cute ass down than Juan had his long, teenage dick in my face.

My pussy began tingling as I let him push it down my throat. Juan particularly enjoyed inserting his cock by himself. He enjoyed holding my head still and pressing his glans against my closed lips. Once he pushed hard enough my lips opened just enough to let his long, fat cock spread my mouth wide enough. He slowly, very slowly, continued to push his entire length into my mouth without stopping. From tip to pubes in one slow, controlled motion.

I must admit that I really enjoyed the way Juan entered me. I could feel every inch, each fucking inch of his gigantic cock, taking control of me. Once he hit bottom, he would stroke it in and out about an inch or so. "Yeah, cunt. Tighten your throat around him, bitch. Make my big boy feel welcome." I'd tighten and loosen my deepthroat muscles around his frenulum, giving him and me immense satisfaction.

After an eternity of this, he'd start fucking my throat in earnest. This was my signal to wrap my fingers around his scrotum. I'd help pull his extended dick down my throat. Long strokes, bottoming out each time, going faster and faster until he couldn't hold it any longer. Sometimes Juan would hold his dick in deep and pump his stuff down my throat. Other times he'd pull it back some and squirt against the back of my throat, filling my mouth. He loved to see me exhibit his load on my tongue, let some dribble down my chin, let some hang down then have me slurp it back up. He took great joy in slapping my face with his extra long cock, spanking my cheeks with his meat. He always wanted me to suck his frenulum after he shot his wad. He loved it when I used my tongue and lips on the top two inches after his orgasm.

"Yeah, baby ... that's it ... soft and gentle now cunt ... oh, yeah ... that feels so fucking good ... keep it up until I tell you to stop slut ... Just be my little mouth whore ... yeah slut, just like that."

Although I had enjoyed four big cocks, three of them attached to young studs, my drive was not complete. I still wanted more, especially Juan's fat cock up my fuck hole. "I hope you enjoyed fucking my mouth, Juan. Do you think you've got anything left to help your resident neighborhood whore get off just once more? Your throat fuck got my pussy swelled up and sloppy. I'd really like it if you could climb on top, fold my legs up and pound the hell out of my slut cunt. Can you do that for me, Juan?"

"Get your sweet ass on that couch whore. Spread your fucking legs and let me have at it."

My pussy was so wet, his cock slid right in. I raised my legs as far as I could and he pushed them up farther. Scooting up he got right above me and started pounding the hell out of me. His huge cock felt like it was going to split me wide open. With every pump he rammed it in, hitting bottom. I was in absolute whore heaven getting pummeled by Juan's huge dick.

"Yes, oh yes, Juan! Fuck me, pound me, don't stop."

"Yeah, slut, you're a cheap whore who loves cock. Take it, bitch. Take my big dick and love it. Cry for more, slut. Tell me how much you love big dicks."

"Yes! Juan, yes! I love your cock, I love having you pound me into submission, I adore swallowing your cock. More, more Juan, more!"

Our dirty talk and his spirited thrusts had my pussy a raging, sloppy mess. I tried to tighten my kegel exercised muscles to make my pussy tighter for him, but I was out of control. My pussy had flooded, I had squirted, and I was now just along for the ride until he finished. Juan kept it up, kept it going, thrashing away at my helpless cunt for what seemed like forever. I was delirious with pleasure, I was ready to pass out when he slowed, and I felt his spasms. His cum filled me, and when he gave a few after strokes, it squished out, running down my ass crack.