[Tomkat2]

Originally Posted by Tomkat2

While my wife was in the mood to tell me more about her past, I kept asking her to tell me more. Between the sex (and sometimes during!) she continued to tell me more. As I said she had no problem telling me about her sex life before me but sometimes she was a bit sketchy on the details. The thing she told me years ago that kind of surprised me is she estimated she may have had sex with 200 men. That still seems high to me so I brought it up and asked her if she thought that was accurate.
She told me, "Well, I neve really kept track but I did make love to lots of men. I lost my virginity at 15 and really got sexually active at 17. By 18 I was having sex almost every day. I had a few regular boyfriends and that kept me busy sexually but if I met a guy I liked I had no problem screwing him on the spot.
One time when I was 18 and about to graduate from high school I went to a party that had lots of older guys, some college men and for some reason a few members of a local biker gang. There were a few women there but mostly men. I was one of the few girls so I got lots of attention. After a few drinks and pot smoking I saw this good looking long haired guy and struk up a conversation. He and I started making out and soon he had me in a bedroom peeling my clothes off."

Sorry folks but I got called away suddenly so I had to stop telling you about what she was telling me. She continued:
"It didn't take much work to get me naked. All I had on was a pair of tight Daisy Duke cutoffs with no panties, sandals and a small backless bandana halter top I had made from a thin red bandana. I had sewn four spaghetti straps to the bandana to hold it on, two that tied behind my neck and two that I tied behind my back. My dad hated seeing me in that outfit but I was 18 so he had no say how I dressed when I went out."
(I remember those halter tops she used to wear. She had made several of them from different colored bandanas and their sheer material did little to hide her pretty hard nipples poking through the thin fabric. She looked so sexy in them! She was wearing a blue one when I first laid eyes on her, she got lots of attention in them.)
She continues telling me about the party:
"We kissed as he untied the halter top and once I was topless he started sucking on my titties as I kicked off my sandals and slid my cutoffs down. Soon we both were naked and we were on the bed and I was sucking his cock. I heard the door to the bedroom open and this guy stuck his head in. The guy I as in bed with said, "Hey Peter, check this this out. It's funny, I never knew the guys name I was sucking off but I knew his friends name. Peter got naked in no time and I was between them playing with and sucking their cocks. Soon the first guy mounted me missionary and started fucking me as Peter laid next to us watching and playing with my titties He didn't last long and soon he cum inside me. He then got out of bed and Peter took his place fucking me like a madman. We both got off together as he filled my pussy with his cum like the first guy.
As I lay there in bed the both of them put their clothes on and Peter said to his friend, "I think she needs to pull a train tonight." His friend looks at me and says, "You want to pull a train tonight?"
At that time I didn't know what that meant, I had had sex with more than one guy in a day but being young and naive, I had never heard the term before. I asked them what it meant and they explained I would just lay there in bed and they would send in men one at a time and they would take turns fucking me. They acted like it was an honor to be the center of attention and be the object of so many guy's desire. They told me I was so beautiful that I deserved all the cock I could get. Even though I was confused and kind of scared I remember thinking, it might be fun. i don't know if it was the alcohol or that I was stoned on weed but for some reason I agreed. The two of them high fived and went back out to the party. I laid there thinking what the fuck am I doing? Anyone in their right mind probably would have run out but I recall thinking I was still horny and actually wanted more sex. A a matter of fact I laid there playing with myself as I waited. It seemed like forever but finally the door opened and this this big jock kind of guy came in and took his clothes off. He jumped on top of me and spread my legs apart. He was already hard and he shoved his cock into my wet pussy. I was in such a state that I started cumming on his cock instantly. He rode me for a few minutes and with a loud grunt he cums inside me like the other two guys did. He quickly dresses and leaves. In a minute or so this big hairy biker entered. He looked like he was probably in his late thirties or early forties, at least twice my age. He removed his leather denim jacket and pulls his t shirt off. He was a huge hairy man with a big belly and covered with tattoos. He didn't remove his jeans or boots, he just pulled down his jeans and got between my legs, laid on top of me and as he kissed me roughly he suddenly shoves his big bare cock into me. It made me gasp he did it so quick. I remember he had had a strong musky smell and I tasted beer and cigarettes as he kissed me. I also remember thinking he had the hairiest body I had ever seen or felt on a man. He started fucking me harder than I had ever been fucked before, like he was driving me into the matress and some reason I was so turned on by all of it that I started cumming and cumming on his cock. He lasted longer that the others and I was in such a state I think I had three or four hard crashing orgasms with him. The whole time he keep calling me filthy names which I had never experienced with a man before. When he finally cums he seemed to gush forever inside me. I swear he cum as much a the others combined.
He gets off of me and I felt like I could breath again. He pulled up his jeans and picks up his shirt and jacket and leaves without saying a word. Almost immediately another naked man was on me, fucking the shit out of my pussy. All a remember. About him is he had glasses on. It became a blur after this with one man after another coming in and taking their turn with me. Finally I had to go pee and for first time in awhile I got off my back and stood up on shaky legs. For so excited reason I had no shame about walking out of the bedroom totally nude and walking through the crowd at the party to the bathroom. I became aware that cum was leaking out of me as I headed to the bathroom. I knew everyone at the party knew what I had been doing and I noticed the women that were there glaring at me but I held my head high and went in and sat on the toilet. As I peed cum was leaking out of me into the toilet I then became aware how sore I was. I finished and cleaned up a bit, flufed my hair and opened the bathroom door. The was a young eager guy there and whispers to me that it was his turn. I took him by the hand and led him through the crowd into the bedroom. As I did I heard a woman whisper, "Fucking S*#t!"