As I bounced onto Joe, I stroked the third guy’s dick, which was the smallest one; but however, it was even bigger than my hubby’s.I rocked back a...nd forth onto Joe for no more than a minute, before I felt an orgasm building in me. I knew it would be an intense one.But, before I could come, the third guy positioned behind me and asked if he could fuck me in the ass.The music was loud; so I just nodded my head and spread my buttocks with my hands. The guy did not waste any time. I opened my mouth. It was forced chastity and my emotional response was curious. I didn't know how I'd feel about that in the days, weeks, possibly even years to come.The piercing of my clitoris was next, my clitoral hood, I should say. He wouldn't actually pierce my clit, thank goodness. I still fidgeted nervously however, watching as Keiyu prepared me for it. All of the rings in my labia were 2mm gauge surgical steel, but the one in my clit would be smaller, only 1.6mm and made of 18 carat gold. It was a ball. One hot summer day, four months into the somewhat unorthodox polyamorous relationship, after a bout of oral pleasuring more suited to a strong horse than a small woman, our heroine decided that she needed to go home. One more Gruff shaft in her aching mouth, and she would be tempted to teach some more lessons. Better to leave, and come back another day. They really were three goats, these boys.Walking outside in the heat of the afternoon, Lucy thought she might take a dip on the river again,. Deer camp in Southeast Arkansas was just a good excuse for a four day sex orgy. More two legged "dears" got bagged than the four legged game a****ls. With eight guys to three women, at least one of the bunks had a humping couple in it at all times. In the evening there would be guys waiting near the beds, sippin' shine and stroking their peckers, ready for their next turn with whoever didn't have someone between their thighs.Billy Bob remembered how difficult the first part of their marriage.