Really, you think? I asked. I mean I never thought I really was. I considered myself average. I had blonde hair with caramel streaks, a body that was ...not slim but yet not fat. More like a lil chubby and blue eyes. I eore a 36B bra and was kinda short for my age. Of course you are, any man that thinks your not is a fool! He said. I could feel myself blushing as Chris came over to me and ran his fingers through my hair. You are very beautiful Stella and any man would be lucky to have you. Yeah I. We were down to the final few cocks needed to break the record when Jarvis said 'we ain't gonna just break records we gonna set new ones. For the next seven hours I was the center piece of a huge fuck session. I was sucking and getting my ass fucked from so many cocks, dicks, penises whatever you want to call them. My jaws were sore, my legs were sore, my anus was sore and man juice was flowing from my stretched butt hole like a stream. Since there was only sixty guys, they had to sex me more. There is a widescreen (60 inch) TV that is set diagonally in the corner, catty cornered from the door. There is a small wet bar along the wall to the left of the door and a 6 foot long by about 2 foot wide serving table along the wall to the right of the door. On this table there were several empty bottles of beer, an empty bottle of JD and a half empty bottle of Dewar’s. There was also empty plastic cups and a ping-pong ball. Across from the TV is a long sectional that goes from a chaise. Hell, the truth was that he wouldn't even go down on me after we were married. He thought that oral sex was an unnatural act, but he didn't tell me that until after we were married. I didn't know how prudish he really was until after we were married. My day in the sun with Jessy had opened my eyes to many things. I had never known such sexual abandonment before, a time when I felt totally free to say and do whatever I wanted sexually. Jessy's uninhibited love making, his desire to only please.