“Keep fucking me like that!” I yelled out.

Rick was giving my pussy all the workout that it could handle. I've never been fucked by a guy with such force. It was as if he was trying to fuck a hole that went through my entire body. I was surprised that his cock didn't go all the way to my throat, that is how hard he was fucking me. Not that I'm complaining, I love getting it good and hard.

“Come over here Carl, don't let me forget about you,” I said as I looked at Carl.

“You want some of my cock?” Carl asked as he got on his knees.

“I don't think you need to ask that question.” I said as I put his cock in my mouth.

I was being fucked from behind and I was also sucking Carl's hard cock. This was a birthday party that I will never forget. I wanted to celebrate my twenty first birthday in style, that was exactly what I wanted to do. I was getting fucked by these two hot studs and there were two more waiting for their turn at me. I've never been with four men at one time, but there is a first for everything. I wanted the first day that I could legally drink to also be the first time I had sex with four guys. I know every woman out there would love to have four guys at one time, I know I did!

“I love that nice little ass of yours,” Rick said as he fucked me from behind.

“Give it a little smack,” I said looking back at him.

“While he's smacking my ass with his cock, smack my face with your cock,” I told Carl.

“You are a wild woman,” Carl said as he smacked my face with his cock.

He's right, I think we should live hard and pay the costs later. I'm going to have fun while I'm young, when I'm old and gray I can't do stuff like this. I don't know about that, I actually hope that I'm a wild old woman. You know the type of grandma that everyone thinks is fun. That is the old woman that I want to be. I want to go out searching for guys with my grand daughter. I think that would be the neatest thing ever.

“Do you want to switch?” Rick asked Carl.

“I'll fuck that nice pussy of hers,” Carl said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth.

“If you are going to fuck me, you need to pound me like Rick was!” I demanded.

Carl looked down at me and he gave me a wink. I didn't know what that meant, but I had a feeling that it meant that I was about to get fucked good and hard. I've got nothing against that, if anything, I'm weary of a woman who doesn't like it like that. I can't believe that a woman would want long romantic sex with four guys. Hell no, they would want to get fucked so good, they feel it the next day!

Carl slid his cock in my wet pussy. I think he put some lube on his dick, but maybe I was just really wet. I started to suck on Rick's cock Carl slid his inside me. Every time Carl pounded my pussy, it would jolt my face into Rick's pubic hair. One time Carl fucked me so hard, that I thought he was going to make me choke on Rick's cock. Wouldn't that have been something? I don't know if I would have had to go to the hospital for such a thing. Could you imagine the look on their face's if I came in there with a cock jammed down my throat? I'm sure they would be talking about that for years to come!

“Are you going to put Randy to bed?” Bob asked.

“I will in a few minutes, I think he is still watching his show.” I said looking over at Randy.

“You know how angry he gets if he doesn't get to watch his cartoons.” Bob said while looking down at him.

When you are married with children, every night seems the same. The only difference is, what you have for dinner. Some nights it might be meat loaf while other nights it is chicken. That is about all that changes when you are married with children.

“Mommy, Mommy, look at that cat run.” Randy said as he watched the cartoon.

“He better run before the dog catches him.” I said as I watched Randy watch the cartoon.

“That dog will eat him for a snack!” Bob said.

“Don't talk like that Daddy, I like cats.” Randy said.

The cat ran off of the side of a cliff.

“It looks like the cat is no gone.” Bob said while raising up from the chair.

“No, he is hiding from the dog.” Randy explained.

Sure enough, the cat was waiting for the dog at the bottom of the hill. The dog came by him and the cat laughed at him. This made the dog angry and chased the cat some more. I knew the cartoon was over because it showed both the cat and the dog in a hospital.

“It looks like neither of them won.” Randy said looking up from the TV.

“Looks like you need to get ready for bed.” I told Randy.

“But, maybe there will be another cartoon on after this one.” Randy said glued to the TV.

“There is no more cartoons after this one.” Bob said.

“How do you know?” Randy asked.

“Because, they are going to show a movie next. Didn't you see the commercials for it?” Bob asked.

“I guess not.” Randy said somewhat depressed.

“Let's go brush your teeth and get you ready for bed.” I told Randy.

Randy got up and ran to the bathroom. He is the only kid I have ever known who actually likes to brush his teeth. When he first started brushing his teeth, he actually brushed them so much his gums would bleed. I even caught him brushing his teeth in the middle of the night. I don't know why he did that stuff, but his grandpa scared him about getting cavities.

“I'm going to get ready for bed too.” Bob yelled as he walked down the hallway.

A few years ago we put a small bathroom in what used to be a closet. Bob said that if we have more kids, we will be thanking ourselves that we have our own bathroom. He is probably right, but it still seems a little weird. I could hear him using his electric razor in our bathroom while I was getting Randy ready for bed. I thought it was kind of weird that he would be shaving before he went to bed.

I put Randy to bed and went into our bedroom. There Bob was up reading some magazine. He got a subscription to some fishing magazine. I don't know why he got it, he never goes fishing. He says he likes to read it because it relaxing him. Go figure, I don't understand that one.

I got ready and I laid in bed.

“Why don't you put that magazine away?” I said as I laid next to him.

“Why?” Bob asked.

“Because, I want you to pay some attention to me.” I said back to him.

“Mommy, I think I heard something down stairs.” Randy said running into the room.

“I'm sure nothing is down stairs.” Bob said putting the magazine away.

“Why don't you go check?” I asked.

“Yeah Daddy, go check.” Randy said.

“I'll go check, but you better be getting to bed.” Bob told Randy.

Bob went downstairs and checked if there was anyone down there. It was just the dog running around downstairs. We started letting him inside the house because it will be getting cold outside. I thought it would be a good idea to get him house broken. Maybe it isn't such a good idea.

“What was down there?” Randy asked afraid.

“It was the dog. Get back to bed.” Bob said.

Randy went back to bed. I checked up on him and we fell asleep. Sometimes that kid doesn't want to go to bed for anything. I don't know, but I might have to ask the doctor if anything might be wrong. I try my best to keep him active so he has things to do.

“What a fucking long day.” I said as I lit a cigarette.

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My friend Tabitha and I are whores. I know what you may be thinking, but I don't care. I could care less what you think about it. After all, I'm sure some of you have been to whores as well. We get all kinds of clients from all over the world. You wouldn't believe how busy our days are. The trick to our success is, we only work in pairs. If a customer wants one of us, they have to get both of us. Most men really like the idea of being with two women. I haven't heard any complaints yet about it.

Eric, a customer of ours called me up on my cell phone. He asked if we could swing by where he works. Him and his friend Jim wanted a little action. I told him that we could be there in an hour. Eric said that would be fine and said to just walk in, the garage door would be open. Eric is one of our best customers. He will call us up at least once per week. Him and Jim chip in together to get our services. I really don't care, as long as we get our money. I don't know why Eric calls us though. Even Jim for that matter. They are both good looking guys with good jobs. I'm sure they could find women that would put out when they asked. Tabitha said that they might be boyfriends. You know, bisexual. They both like women, but they like men even more. That kind of makes sense to me. I have caught Eric looking at Jim while he fucked me before. But, I can't imagine that two handsome men like that would be like that. You never know though, nothing surprises me these days.

Tabitha said that she wanted to pick up something to eat before we went over to the garage. I asked her what she wanted to do and she said that she wanted to go out for a burger. I was hoping that she would go back to her house and cook us something. I'm not much of a cook myself. I can boil water without many problems, but that is about it. You can't eat hot water! Though, it is good for scrubbing the floor when it is really dirty. We got burgers and sat in the car and ate them. Tabitha said that her burger tasted like it was over cooked. Mine tasted fine, but they did put a lot of mayo on it. I don't understand why these places load the sandwiches up with mayo. I don't mind a little bit, but I don't want so much on the sandwich that it drips out of the sides.

We finished our burgers and I went over to the gas station to get some mints. I never thought to ask them to not put onions on my sandwich. I ate a few mints and Tabitha said she couldn't smell onions on my breath. It isn't a long drive over to the garage. It only takes about ten minutes, depending on traffic. We have some customers that are about an hour or so drive away. We make them pay extra if we have to drive over to their place. They don't mind, in fact we service one older guy who says that we are the only whores that he gets. He says that one of these days his ticker will go out on him because we are way too good in bed. I don't know about that, but any old man who can handle two women is something else. Most old guys that I know wouldn't be able to get it up for five minutes, let alone last as long as this guy can. Tabitha thinks he might use Viagra, but I don't know about that. I would be pretty surprised if he did.

As soon as we go there, Jim and Eric came out. They were looking good as they normally do. I really don't know what to make of them being bisexual or not. Sometimes I think they might be. I mean, they are two really good looking men that take care of themselves. I've never known a straight man to take care of themselves the way that they do. Jim told me that I would be his piece of ass tonight. I batted my eye lashes and told him that I would be his piece of ass any night that he asked me to be. Jim got a kick out of that. Tabitha walked up to Eric and felt up his cock. Eric smiled at her and I thought that Jim was watching her like a hawk. Maybe I was reading into it more than I should have. I don't know.

I got on my knees and started sucking on Jim's cock. All Jim could do was look down at me and smile. There wasn't much else that he could do. I'd like to think that I can suck a cock the way a man likes it. I've sucked so many cocks, that I can't even keep them all straight. I used to keep track how many different customers that we used to have, but I don't any more. Some come and go so fast that you forget their name. I think I counted up about two hundred men that we have had sex with in the past. That number might be a little low.

“You do your best work on your knees,” Jim said looking down at me.

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“I'll take a pack of Camel cigarettes.” I told the clerk.

“Would you like soft pack or box?” The clerk asked.

“I'll take them in a box please.” I replied.

“That will be three dollars even.” He said while punching buttons on the cash register.

I laid three dollars down and walked away.

“Thank you ma'm.” The clerk said as he took my money off of the counter.

I lit a cigarette and blew the smoke out of my nostrils. I hadn't had a cigarette in a few hours. My hand shook from withdraw. The smoke felt harsh going into my lungs, but it tasted good. It tasted good because I knew it was going to calm my nerves.

I took a few more drags off of my cigarette. About half way through the cigarette, my nerves calmed down. Isn't it strange how needing a cigarette wrecks your nerves? I haven't been able to figure that one out.

“Another fucking lonely Saturday.” I said out loud as I threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

I lit another cigarette and felt guilty. I felt guilty because I was chain smoking. I can remember when my grandpa used to chain smoke Lucky Strikes. All he would do is smoke cigarettes. He even smoked while he ate. I guess I lit another one because I was full of self pity. I didn't want to spend the weekend alone again.

I sat down on the curb near the side of the store. I know the guy who owns the place, so I wasn't worried about having the cops called on me. He has been a family friend for years. When I was growing up, everyone would hang out at the store. Sometimes the owner would even give us free candy. That used to make our days.

“Hey Cindy.” A voice said from a distance.

I couldn't tell who it was or where it was coming from. It sounded so far away, I assumed they were talking to someone else.

“Cindy, over here.” I heard.

I looked over and he said. “It's me Mark.”.

I hadn't seen Mark in ages. We grew up together and he moved off to go to some fancy college. It always seems to end up that way. No one ever stays in this town, unless they get married when they are young.

“Mark, is that you?” I shouted while running up to his car.

“The one and only.” He said.

“How long has it been?” I asked.

“I don't know. Five years maybe?” Mark said after pausing to think.

I always had a crush on Mark. He is cute, in a nerdy way. I like the strange geeky kind of guys.

“What are you doing tonight?” Mark asked.

“Nothing.” I replied after taking a puff off of my cigarette.

“Would you like to go to the drive in and get something to eat?” Mark asked.

“I'd love to!” I said.

“Get in.” Mark said right before he unlocked the passenger side door.

“This town never changes. It is just the way it was five years ago.” Mark said as he pulled out of the parking lot.

“You know it. Everyone is gone but me.” I joked.

“It seems that way. All of my high school buddies have left. I was surprised to see you here.” Mark said.

Mark put on his turn signal and drove out of the parking lot. I wasn't sure where he was going. The drive in is on the other side of town.

“Fuck! I think I made a wrong turn.” Mark said as he pounded his fist on the steering wheel.

“Yeah, but if you take a left at the light, we can get there. Then you need to go straight for about a mile and take another left on Main Street.” I said using my finger to show him what I meant.

“You look better than ever.” Mark said as he looked me over.

“I lost a lot of weight. I used to be pretty chubby in school.” I said.

“You lost weight, but you didn't loose those nice tits of yours.” Mark said.

What?” I asked shocked.

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It was our six month anniversary. Me and my boyfriend Alex were going to celebrate big time. He said he was going to take me out for dinner and everything. I was so happy I couldn't believe it. I don't get out much as you can see. So any time I can get out of the house, it is one hell of a treat for me.

Alex picked me up at my house. I was wearing a sexy white button down dress shirt. I made sure that I had just enough buttons loose so he could see my cleavage. Alex is a breast man. He doesn't hid it one bit. He says I have a nice pair of tits. Sometimes I tell him that he would think any pair were nice, as long as they were attached to someone breathing. But, he tells me he is in love with my tits. What can a girl say? I don't understand it.

“Where are we going to eat?” I asked.

“Do you know that little place over in Rolland?” He asked.

“You mean that seafood place?” I asked back.

“Yeah, the place that advertises the best lobster in the state.” Alex said looking over at me.

“I've heard of that place.” I said.

“Have you ever been there?” He asked.

“No. I hear it is expensive.” I said back to him.

“It is, but only the best for my sweetie.” He said as he kissed me on the cheek.

Alex is such a sweet guy. Now that I am in my 40's, I don't meet guys like him anymore. All of the men are either angry or on Viagra. They are pissed off because they can't get it up and they are pissed off at their ex-wives. Luckily me and my Jim didn't have a bloody divorce. We grew apart from each other and we both knew it. Getting divorced was the best thing for both of us.

I even still talk to Jim from time to time. He has a new wife and they are really happy. Every now and then they invite me over and we watch a movie or just sit around and talk. You know, I don't know if we were ever really in love. I think maybe we were just lonely and needed someone to be around. Don't get me wrong, Jim was a good man. But, we were just different.

Alex doesn't hate his ex wife. Sometimes we go over to her house and he visits his kids. They had two lovely kids together. Alex is so proud of his kids.

“Do you like seafood?” Alex asked.

“I love it! I will eat anything they give me.” I said.

“Would you eat a pile of shit?” He said.

“You are always poking fun at me.” I said while laughing.

Alex is such a kidder. If you don't watch it, he will let loose on you every time.

“I'd eat a pile of your shit honey.” I said while kissing him on the cheek.

“We could film it and make a bundle selling it on the Internet.” Alex joked.

“You look at that stuff on the Internet?” I asked.

“No, my brother emailed me a picture of someone eating shit.” He said.

“I'm sure. You probably jack off all the time looking at that stuff.” I said while giggling.

“I can't seem to jack off while on the Internet. I haven't figured out how to use the computer with one hand.” He said back.

We were now at the place. I could tell because it looked like an old ship. There were life boats next to hit and life savers everywhere.

“So, this is the place.” I said as I got out.

“The best damn seafood in the state.” He said leading the way to the door.

When he opened the door, a gush of smells ran up my nose. It was a good smell, it wasn't the fishy smell that I had expected. We sat down in a booth that was away from everyone. Alex later told me that he called in advance to get this table.

The placed looked like a corny seafood place. I don't mean that in a bad way. There were all kinds of ocean related pictures and objects. There was even a big sand box for people to play in. I seen a few fat people in there playing in the sand. They must of had way too much to drink.

“What would you like Ma'm?” The waitress asked.

“I'll take the steamed lobster with the steamed veggies.” I said.

“And you sir?” The woman asked.

“I will have the surf and turf.” Alex said while looking down at the menu.

“Oh, and I would like to have a couple rolls with lots and lots of butter.” I said looking up at the waitress.

“I never knew you loved butter so much.” Alex said.

“I love butter on my rolls.” I joked.

“I'd like to squirt my butter on your rolls.” Alex replied.

“If you are nice to me, you will get to do even more later on.” I said.

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What a fucking day at work. You wouldn't believe all of the shit that happened. I'm a nurse in the emergency room and it was one hell of a busy day. I can't even begin to tell you how awful it was. There was an old guy that cut his hand with a knife. I don't remember how old he was, but he had to be over eighty years old. He was cutting up some onions in his kitchen and sliced his finger a good one. It was a bad cut, but it wasn't life threatening. Though, the old guy thought for sure he was going to die. He was yelling and screaming that he was going to die. I can't believe that a man his age, hasn't came to terms with death yet. A woman also came in and thought she was pregnant. Not only was she pregnant, but she was going to have the baby any time. After a checkup, it was discovered that she wasn't pregnant. We sent her up to the mental ward and everything was okay with her then. We found out that she has a history of mental illness and stuff like this isn't exactly new for her. I've never seen the woman myself, but records show she has been in the emergency room claiming to have all kinds of problems.

I went down to the cafeteria and stood in line for my lunch. My lunch break couldn't have came at a better time. If I was a smoker, I would have been chain smoking. I know I shouldn't let my job get the best of me, but I don't have much of a choice. I take my job serious and sometimes that means I end up stressed out. Some days everything goes just the way you want it. All of the patients get treated and end up being okay. Other days, it seems like you can't do nothing right. Just one death can make you feel like a miserable failure. That one death, was a loving person to someone. There might be a person without their spouse, parent, best friend, whatever. You have to deal with the fact that they died on your clock. Maybe if there was someone else there, they might have been able to save their life. I know that I do my best and rely on my training like everyone else. But, sometimes it can be very difficult to deal with.

“How are you today?” Jackie asked as we stood in line.

“What a fucking day,” I said as I shook my head from side to side.

“One of those days. I know what you mean,” Jackie said as she placed her tray up on the counter.

I looked around to see what I wanted to eat. I should say, to see what they had to eat. I ended up getting the baked cod with rice and beans. It was the first thing that caught my eye. I've learned how to stop ordering food when your gut is growling. If you don't, you will end up with ten times more food on your tray then what you need. I've been working out lately and trying to loose some weight. I don't need to be putting it back on! Not that I was fat before I went on the diet. But, I felt like if I kept going down that road, I would end up being fat. I would end up with an ass so wide, that I would have to put a bumper on it.

I got my food and I found an empty table to sit at. Jackie seen that I was sitting all alone so she came over and sat at my table. She always knows how to make me feel better. We both are into chicks, so we have that in common with each other. We also have had sex before. Sometimes we have sex in the mop closet if we don't have anything better to do. The hospital is one big orgy, all day long. There is always someone fucking. Either it will be the staff fucking the staff, or the staff fucking one of the patients. I'm not lying, it is crazy at this place. They never taught us about this in college!

“There is a cute guy on the other wing,” Jackie said as she lifted a fork to her mouth.

“What is he in for?” I asked.
“I don't remember. I think he had some kind of surgery.” Jackie said, as she paused to think.

I forgot that she works on a different floor than I do. I work in the emergency room and she works upstairs. She handles all of the people who are sick, but they can't go home yet. I see people who are either on the verge of dying or just need to be helped out. Also, we get the crazy people too. Some days it is a little mix of all of those and other days it seems like everyone is on their death beds. I don't understand it myself, but some say it depends on when the next full moon is. When the moon is full, all of the crazy people come out. Some of the nurses and doctors say they call tell when a full moon is going to take place, just by how people act. I don't know about that, I haven't put that much thought into it.

As I ate my cod fish, it made me think of one of my old girlfriends. I know that sounds hilarious, but you will understand in a minute. She used to say that she smelled like cod fish when she was on her period. Every time I eat cod fish I think about her. I see her every now and then and we send holiday cards to each other. We split up on good terms, you could say. No breakup ends in a good way, unless you hate the person you are with. I never hated her, but I really wasn't in love. I just needed someone to pay some attention to me and all that stuff. I'm sure you have dated people for the exact same reason.

“You want to join me and two other girls in on the action?” Jackie asked.

“What action?” I asked, confused what she meant.

“We are all going to fuck the guy. You know, the guy I was telling you about,” Jackie said as she watched me drink from my milk carton.

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“I am so sick and tired of weekends.” I said slamming a pillow on the couch.

“What are you talking about?” Robert asked.

“Every weekend all you do is watch sports.” I said disgusted.

“That isn't true.” Robert said as he frowned.

“Oh you're right. You also eat the food I cook you. That is all that you do.” I said in anger.

“Why are you so pissed off?” I asked.

“Don't worry about me. Go and watch your sports. Let me know who wins.” I said as I left the living room.

“You don't have to be so bitchy.” He said as I left.

I get sick and tired of this. I've been married to him for five years and it is always the same thing. On the weekends he never does anything that I want to do. The only he does is watch TV. He also eats the food I cook for him. If I am lucky, I can watch him drink beer too. Lots and lots of beer until he passes out on the couch. I can't believe that is his idea of a good weekend.

“What is wrong honey?” Robert asked as he walked into the kitchen.

“Oh nothing. Just trying to figure out what you would like to eat for dinner.” ” said waving a pot in the air.

“Put the pot down. You don't want to hurt yourself.” Robert said as he backed up.

“Don't worry about me. Worry about the final score of the game. Also, worry about the cold beer in the refrigerator. Maybe you need me to get you some more?” I said like a smart ass.

“Whoa… you really are acting strange.” Robert said.

“A woman needs to get laid from time to time.” I said shaking my fist in the air.

“What are you talking about?” He asked confuses.

“You watch sports all fucking day long. All the time I am craving cock. I want cock so bad, I was going to try anal sex with you.” I said stomping my feet.

“Anal sex?” Robert said with a smile.

“Yes, anything to get you to fuck me.” I said.

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“Honey, I got a surprise for you.” Jack said as he entered the house.

“What is it?” Susan asked.

“I can't tell you. But you have to get naked.” Jack said running through the house.

“I'm not falling for that again.” She said laughing out loud.

“No, I've got something special for you.”, He yelled.

“Is it your penis wrapped in a bow? I got that present last week?” Susan said while trying to find out where Jack was.

“No, just get naked and come in the bathroom.” He said.

Even though she wasn't sure what he was up to, she was game for what ever it was. She needed a little excitement in her life. She took off her clothes and walked upstairs to the bathroom.

As she walked up the stairs, she smelled a beautiful scent. It smelled like a mixture of spices and fresh flowers. She walked up to the bathroom and was surprised that the door was locked.

“This isn't some silly joke is it?” She asked as she pounded on the door.

“No, come on in.” Jack said as he opened the door.

Much to her surprise, the bathroom was pitch black. The only light was that of candles that surrounded the bathtub. It gave the bathtub a majestic like glow to it. Around the bathtub were two clay jars filled with potpourri. That is what she smelled walking up the stairs.

“Get in. I made a bubble bath for you.” Jack said as he motioned to her to get into the bathtub.

She got in to find the water was perfect. It wasn't too hot nor was it too cold. It was just the right temperature for a relaxing bubble bath.

“Why are you doing this for me?” She asked as she got comfortable in the bathtub.

“I just wanted to do something nice, that is all.” He said as he reached over to a table near the side of the bathtub.

“You mean you did all of this and you didn't break anything? You didn't fuck up in some major way?” She laughed.

“No. Can't I be good for a change and not have you act like something is up?” He asked while he brought over a plate near the bathtub.

“I know you better than that.” She said trying to figure out what he was doing.

“Well, I don't think you do.” He said as he knelt near the side of the bathtub.

“What do you have on the plate?” Susan asked as she looked at it.

“I have some fresh mellon, some cheese, and some important ham. It is the ham from Italy that you like.” He said putting some in his hand.

“Taste it and tell me if you like it.” He said as he put it in her mouth.

“That is great stuff. That is different ham than what I get, but I really like it.” He said taking another bite of the tasty combination.

He walked back over to the table and poured two glasses of wine.

“You got wine too. You are such a darling.” She said as he handed her a full glass of wine.

“I know I don't show it, but I really care a lot about you.” He said taking a drink of his wine.

“I'm not good at showing my emotions, my feelings.” He said while taking another drink.

“I know you love me. I know you love me every time you go to work. I know you love me when you do all the things you do for me. Your actions speak louder than words.” She said while rubbing his arm.

“I know, but I just want to show how I feel more.” He said in a depressed tone.

“You are, you are showing me right now.” She said reaching over to give him a hiss.

“Why don't you come on into this bathtub and make love to me?” She asked in between kisses.

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It was my birthday. Us ladies don't like to tell our age, but I turned 35. Most people say that I don't look 35, post people think I'm in my early twenties. I was even asked for my I.D. a few times last year when I went to a bar. I don't mind telling people how old I am, I like to see the shock on their faces when they hear my age.

I had a little birthday party, nothing to major. Friends and family came over for ice cream and cake. We ate, we talked, you know the usual birthday stuff. I asked everyone before hand if they would give me money instead of a gift. I told them that I was having problems making ends meet, so I needed some extra money. That really wasn't the truth, I had an idea that I was going to use the money on. An idea that if all went right, would rock my fucking world.

The party lasted for a few hours. The party was over when the cake and ice cream ran out. You know how people are, once the free food is all they leave. I didn't mind, they were getting on my nerves anyway. I just wanted some peace and quite for myself. At least until my fun was to begin.

I took a nap, that way I would have plenty of energy. I might look like I am still young, but my body doesn't feel that way. I'm not the spring chicken that I used to be. Looks can be deceiving, you know. I took a nap on the couch with the TV on. Sometimes I like to take naps with a little background noise going on. I don't know why that is, maybe because it makes me feel like I'm not alone. Sometimes I turn the TV on or play some music while I'm doing house work. If I had a husband or a man in my life, I probably wouldn't need those things to keep me company.

I decided that for my birthday, I wanted to call an escort service. Not just any escort service, but one that had men. Yes, I was going to get myself two high priced whores. But, after all, it was my birthday. I deserve a little fun every now and then. A woman needs to be fucked good every now and then. If she doesn't, then she will become a bitch.

I haven't had sex in a long time. Longer than I am willing to admit. I wish that I was able to have a steady relationship with a man, but it hasn't happened. Not yet at least. I try to find good men, but maybe that is my problem.

Maybe my problem finding a good man is that I try to hard. Maybe I should just relax and forgot about looking. The last time I tried that I found a man that broke my heart. At least these escort guys can't break my heart.

I called them on the phone and asked for two of their guys with the biggest dicks. I told them that it was my birthday and I wanted to have some fun. Some fun with some well hung guys that is. The escort service said the men would be over in about a half hour. That was actually quicker than I had expected. I thought that these guys would take a few hours to get here.

I went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit. I put on some perfume and put on some makeup. I wanted to look good when they escorts came over. I also put on some music, but wasn't sure what to put on. Everything that I heard on the radio, reminded me of porno music. But, maybe that was because I was thinking too much about having sex with the escorts.

I heard my door bell ring almost thirty minutes after I placed my call. Actually, I would be willing to bet that it was thirty minutes exactly since I called the escort service. I don't know though, because I wasn't keeping track.

“Hello!” I said as I opened the door.

It was them, two hot studs who were going to fuck my brains loose. I let them in the house and I checked them over. They were well built, actually one of the guys looked like he was a construction worker. He had what almost looked like a construction worker costume on. He was wearing a plaid flannel shirt, blue jeans, and work boots. The other guy looked kind of like a biker. Not like the bikers that you normally see, he was clean and very well groomed. Actually both of the guys were well groomed.

“What can we do for you?” The biker guy asked.

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I saw an ad in the paper that advertised handyman services. I have been needing some work done around my house, so I thought I would give them a call. A really cute sounding guy answered the phone and asked what I needed done. I told him and he said that it wouldn't cost very much if I went through him. He said that the other handymen in the area would charge up to double what he would charge me. I was sold. Not only was I going to get a good deal, but he sounded really cute.

Doug said that he would come over tomorrow after lunch. Doug said that he had a job that he had to do first thing in the morning. That was fine with me, I don't like to get up early anyway. I'm more of a night owl, if you know what I mean. I had the day off and I wanted to sleep in. You know how it is when you get up for work every day early in the morning. I like my beauty sleep on my days off. The next day came before I knew it. This is what really happened. Doug turned out to be something else. You will see what I mean in a minute.

“Come on in.” I said as I heard a knock on my door.

Doug walked in and I was blown away. Standing before me was a super hot guy and I didn't know what to say. It was all I could do to keep myself from stuttering. I looked at his long black hair and I felt a shiver go up my spine. He looked at me with a nervous smile, like he wasn't sure what to say to me.

“What do you need me to do?” Doug asked as he looked around the place.

I knew what I needed him to do all right. I needed him to stuff my pussy with his tool. There was no way around that. It was then that I made up my mind that I was going to fuck him. I needed his cock in my pussy really bad. I didn't know what had gotten into me. I'm not usually like this. I don't usually fall head over heals for a man like this. But, he was such a manly man. He had a tool box and wore work clothes. He looked like he was a hard working guy. That is a turn on in itself. I love a man that is good with his hands. The problem is, most men that are good with their hands, aren't half as good looking as Doug.

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