One of the men had wondered out loud about who would be the first to come a cropper from it. Darren lifted his hand to the tiny scar on his chin and s...miled at the memory. Gilly, as he called her by now, had pushed him off the very next day. It had been his own fault he realised afterwards. He above all people should have known not to tease her about her pigtails. Gilly hated them, but her mother liked them so periodically she’d do Gilly’s hair for her. When he’d gone home, blood pouring down. She had a massive orgasm before kissing me and cleaning the mess from around my mouth.A few days later, she dropped another little surprise into the conversation."Do you know what a cuckold is?" she asked.I had read about this on the internet and replied, "yes, do you want to try it?" I said that I would give it a try if that is what she wanted. A few weeks later, it was arranged.I had booked a room at the local hotel and she had arranged everything else. We arrived at the hotel at about six in. That's what I was feeling and I enjoyed it tremendously. Perhaps it was inevitable, however, that given my own previous antics, I was to find myself on full display once again.(Yes, I know: this is Carla's story. Rest assured that I won't stray too far from it. But I will share a few of my own antics here. Those of you who want to read more about my own exhibitionist history should check out my previous story, "Flirting With Exhibitionism and Incest.")So what was my standard wardrobe around. When I was about halfway down Simone reached up and took myhand, steadying me for the rest of the way down. I could feel all of thewomen's eyes on me, though Penny's jaw dropped slightly. I imagine I'dhave made a similar face if I were seeing myself descend the stairs aswell."Ladies," Simone said with a flourish, "May I introduce Angel. MyAngel."Lily was the first to speak up. "So, you realize how ridiculous thiswhole thing sounds, don't you?" she asked with a more than a littleapprehension..