Last night's recap. 2 dicks, and about a hundred flashes. It..

Last night's recap. 2 dicks, and about a hundred flashes. It has been a very good BikeWeek for me as far as getting my pussy filled goes. I got ass fucked, no foreplay, no nothing; just pulled my pants down and got my colon stretched by a 23 yr old dick who, after about 5 minutes, graced my colon with a greasy load of sperm. A load of sperm that dripped slowly out of me for the rest of the night. No, I didn't cum. I didn't want to. I just wanted him to unload his balls in my guts. It was my idea to do exactly what we did. Sometimes I just like my holes to be used as cum dumpster and nothing more. It makes me happy to be used like that. No idea why, don't care. I'm not going to analyze it, I just like doing it. One of the better parts of my ass fucking was he bent me over the seat of my Jeep with my door open and pumped my asshole with a cop about 50 feet away who was keeping an eye on things. I even smiled at him after I got my butt topped off with cum and was walking past him on my way back to "The Station." If he had a clue I was walking bowlegged from getting my insides stretched, he certainly didn't let on about it. My 23 yr old went back to work, and then Ryan showed up. We wandered around and hung out on Main Street, and when the time seemed appropriate, I flashed the motorcycles riding by. People were taking pics and saying hi, and for the most part, everyone was super cool. There were a few alcohol fueled creeps who got a little out of bounds, but they were easily contained. Then around one or two am, Ryan followed me home, fucked me again in my ass, knowing another man's cock had greased the way for him earlier, and this time, with the help of a vibrator, I had an orgasm fit for a king. I woke up this morning with dried cum that leaked out of me on my ass cheeks, rolled over, sucked Ryans's cock until it was hard, then sucked some more until he fed me a breakfast of cum. He wanted to hang around, but I had things to do, and my husband was coming over to work on the bathroom, so out the door with empty testicles he went.

I thought about it. I only came once last night. In all that sex, I had 1 orgasm. The one I had felt like 20 orgasms, so maybe that was what it was. I don't know, though. Lately, I am enjoying just making guys cum, and that's it. I don't know what it is. When I looked up at Ryans's face this morning right before he came in my mouth, the look of confusion and pure joy mixed together made me feel so good knowing I can do that to a man by simply pleasuring his cock. I'm wet as fuck thinking about it. This must be a chick thing because I don't know any guys who just want to get me off and then not cum themselves. For some reason, the act of emptying a man's sperm for him is becoming better than sex itself, and sex is totally fucking amazing. That tells you how much I am getting into being used as a sex toy. Maybe it's my clit. If the wind blows, it gets puffy and hard, and I'm ready to go. Maybe it's the amazing orgasms I have masturbating and thinking about it. Again, I don't know. What I do know is I can't stop. Why would I? It's just too much damn fun.