She started to alternate short shallow strokes and longer deeper ones. Every once in a while she would gag, but I reassured her that she was doing i...t right. I lightly held her head in both hands and started to guide her up and down on my shaft. Her mouth felt wonderful. Light pressure from her tentative tongue and lips, the warmth and wetness combined resulted in pure pleasure the I have rarely felt from a woman. My pace quicken and I started to near a very pleasurable climax but I was. And between the four women and the four husbands there was a wide variety in physical appearance and sexuality. Pam and Tommy were the ones who hosted the evening's sexual playtime and they'd prepared light refreshments and snacks not only to help break the ice initially but so everyone could grab something to eat later in the evening after they'd worked up an appetite.Lydia, Rachel, and Holly along with their husbands all arrived at Pam and Tom's house and their hosts took their coats and. So let’s cut the crap, Lynn. Don’t make me cause you unnecessary pain. In time you’ll feel more pain than you want, I assure you. Say you want to be my whore, which you do. Think about being made to sell your body to other men. I promise I will force you to. Say it!’ Several seconds passed while she stared at me. Intentionally I did not raise my hand or make any threatening gesture. Finally, ‘I want to be your whore.’ ‘Did your body react to your saying that? Did you feel it? Just a little? Or. For some reason it got me a reputation as a good kisser as well.I think I'd been back from Uni for about six months when I picked up Sally somewhere. I have no recollection of where we met, I can only assume she was one of the girls who'd always been around somewhere; lets say I'd always known of her but didn't know her at the same time. All I can remember of that evening is giving her a lift home in my taxi one evening, snogging and most likely steeling the odd grope or two on the way. Yeah.