Up to this time I had limited sexual activity. I had only been with one girl. I had thoughts about guys but had never really saw myself as gay or bi.... I bonded quickly with my uncle. He allowed me access to his porn and I ate it up hungrily. As I grew more comfortable around his place, nudity became more common. He was a nudist, at least at home. The thrill of being naked so casually thrilled me. And as I realized so did knowing someone was looking at me. My comfort level grew to where I. As I opened it there stood 2 men, one was around 22, tall, slim with dark hair, the other was slightly older probably 30ish, shorter and a little rounder. As I showed them where to put the furniture I had a throbbing feeling in my pussy, as I sat on a chair I watched the men as they put the assembled the furniture, I was feeling incredibly horny.When they had finished I offered them a drink and they accepted, as they stood in the kitchen making small talk I learned the elder one was Lennie, 33. It would have been the most beautiful and tempting sight for any man in this world when a hot wet pussy of a lady was just over his mouth. I caught her buttocks by their sides and pulled it down. Her pussy touched my mouth now. I brought my lips together in a pointed manner and pressed them hard on her hole in a deep penetrating kiss. “Haaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…” I heard her moan a little louder now. I looked no further and rained her pussy with incessant kisses. Soon, my tongue took over. 'I've been meaning to talk to you, 'she began, 'about the way you look at me during choir practice!'I smiled. It was true that I had mentally undressed the choir mistress during every session. In my mind I had stripped her item by item until she was naked and begging to be fucked.'You're a very attractive woman, ' I said, 'you must expect to be looked at.''I followed your trial in the newspapers. I hate to guess what you are thinking when you stare at me like that, ' she said.I slid along the.