Fantastic sex can be messy, wild, crazy, and a lot of other things. This was all of that, and more. Clothes and covers got pushed to the floor. The sh...eets were definitely going to have to be replaced. And then, after a brief pause, we went at it again.We were drifting in a post-climax daze, and I was wondering (hoping) that we'd have a third go-round, when the door opened. There was a guy and two girls there, and if they didn't understand what they were seeing ... let's just say there was no. The Humiliation I felt as he verbally degraded me made tremble.“Fuck, did you just come again?”“Yes”, I replied. “You are one sick fuck”, then he grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. I felt the sharpie on my forehead as the unmistakable letters S L U T were written across my forehead.From across the room I heard, “Mind if I take a turn?”“Sure, Find anything?”.“No, just some cheap costume jewelry not fit for a streetwalker”, came the reply.“You should fuck her ass, her cunt was barely worth. She had nice lips and responded enthusiastically.“Now, do me! No foreplay. Come on,” she snapped, her hands busily trying to undress me. I aim to please. In a flash, we were naked. She pulled me to the floor on top of her, the piled clothes our bed. Her ankles locked at the base of my spine as I rammed into her, finding her sloshing wet and hot as a pistol.I almost told her to be quiet, but there was no need for that. She was silent except for the rhythmic breathing, like a steam locomotive,. And she wasn’t really an angel too. He had watched her unobserved with boyfriends. There was Steve. They fucked in the pool when they thought no one else was home that evening. Arriving home early from a friend’s birthday party, his parents still at a work function, he heard sounds outside. Not expecting Amy home either, he sneaked around the back of the house, peeking around the corner. There they were, naked in the pool, with just the full moon casting light onto their bodies. He couldn’t see.