An Autobiography by Jenny : Chapter 1

I lay back on the table to absorb the animal experience I was going through. But it didn’t last long as I suddenly felt a warm glow inside me and I knew he was spewing his sperm into my vagina. When I tried to rise up to stop him, I felt the resistance of his hands on my hips as he continued to pour his cream into me. “So sorry!” he mumbled over and over as he held me firm and jerked as his orgasm took his body over. I could see his eyes rolling as he went through the final stages of his ejaculation. I lay back in resignation and thought how worked up he must have been, having watched his father first fuck me and then cum in my mouth. I realized that he had no chance in controlling himself under those circumstances and there was no point in showing disappointment in not being able to take him in my mouth as I wanted. When he had finally come down to earth and between repeated apologies, his shrinking penis slipped out and slapped the head in the table between my legs where it lay lifeless. “Listen, David it’s all ok, I understand”. Rising to sitting position I took hold of his deflated cock and gently caressed it before offering it back to him to put away into his trousers. “Don’t worry, I know you couldn’t help it and I thought you were great. You are a lovely fuck, just look at your cum oozing out onto the table!” I dipped my fingers into it and tasted it. “Mmmm! You taste so great”. Then I used my fingers to scoop cum out of my spread lips and was able to taste a good deal before I couldn’t reach any more. “David your cum is beautiful. Pity I couldn’t get to blow you, that would have so wonderful”.

Looking at Terry I could see he had recovered and had his hand on David shoulder. “Wasn’t that such a great experience son?” Then patting his son’s shoulder he continued, now looking towards Simon who all this time had taken a back seat to let his friends have all the fun. “Simon you’re a real mate to allow us to have such a great time with Jenny”. Then turning to me he added “Jenny! You’re just great!” I smiled and mouthed a ‘thank you’ before indicating to him that David was still in a state of exhaustion. “Oh! He’ll be just great”.
I couldn’t help being greatly surprised to see that Simon already was holding his trousers with one hand whilst stroking a full blow erection with the other. He stood grinning with a grin the size of the Cheshire cat’s. You see on every occasion when we have got together he could never get an erection until I had fondled his penis and sucked it into life. But here he was in full array and it could only because he had been watching Terry and his son David fuck in front if him. But also I knew that the fact that David had shot his cum into me meant that he could fuck an already juiced-up cunt, something he had confided in me was one of his fantasies.

I called to “Simon you’ve got a beautiful looking hard-on. I think it’s about time you and I got it together, don’t you think?” giving him a broad grin “I thought you’d never ask!” he shuffled towards the table with a cheeky look in his eye. “You’ve been very patient waiting for your friends to fuck me” I teased. Spreading my legs for the third time I lay back. “Come on Simon put your lovely cock right up inside me. Put that beautiful head into David cum and squelch it all around. Let me feel you churning it all around the walls of my cunt”. He slipped in so easily. I could hear a squelching sound as he moved passed my lips and pushed his way up my well lubricated passage where he held still. “Mmmm, Simon you feel so good inside me”. “God Jenny you’re such a whore, you drive me mad”. I lifted my head and grinned at him. “Yeah Simon I am YOUR whore. Look, we’re being watched by your friends. You’re being watched fucking me. You’re fucking me in your friend’s cum. Does that turn you on? Does that feel good, all that cum swirling around your cock, another man’s sperm floating around your penis and drenching your balls?” I wanted to lead him on, for him to have the best fuck with me so far. I wanted him to lose control and blow his mind in front of his pals. I wanted them to be jealous of what Simon and I have together. “Jenny, talking like this is going to make me shoot inside you. If you want to drink you’ll have to stop talking dirty or I’ll lose it altogether”.

I didn’t reply as I knew I was torn between Simon shooting his load up me or showing them how I drink down his special scream, which is the reason why I’m here with him in the first place. Allowing Simon just to continue his gentle thrusting I remained silent and let my body take in the erotic vibes and watching Terry and David watching us. Simon over the time we had this relationship had lost a great amount of his beer gut and as a result he was getting a deeper penetration. The feeling of him pressing against my cervix gave me such incredible pleasure. However this pleasure didn’t last too long. “Sorry babe! Can’t help it! I’m going to shoot”. Pulling out, he grunted “Quick, give me your mouth! Quick! Quick!” I slid off the table like greased lightning and only just got the tip of his angry looking knob between my lips when he was shooting fierce wads of cum right to the back of my throat. I’d never know him to spurt so fiercely before and so copiously. Simon was so turned on it was amazing to see him in such a state. Luckily I managed to take his full load, drinking down as fast I he filled me up. He’d never given me so much cream in all the time we’d been together and I was overwhelmed at his heightened condition. All the time he was ejaculating into my mouth he was groaning all sorts of weird things as his body stiffened like a board. I could hear the two guys who were watching making sounds of amazement. Simon’s cock softened from its incredible powerful state and his orgasm subsided with me holding his penis firmly between my lips until I could no longer hold on to the diminishing flesh. He was in a near state of collapse. Holding him firmly by the hips until I got to my feet and with the help of Terry, who by then was the most recovered of father and son, we guided Simon to the nearest armchair where he sank down like an old sack. He lay there mumbling something inaudible with his shrunken cock hanging over his sagging ball sack and his trousers below his knees. A picture of orgasmic bliss, I thought.

But what about me! I hadn’t reached my orgasm throughout all of this and in spite of three wonderful fucks was much in need of release. My pussy was raging and inflamed and was crying out to be finished off like the three guys who’d had me. I sat in the armchair opposite Simon and raising my dress I managed to wank myself to an incredible cum, spilling cunt juice and whatever cum was still inside me all over my fingers and onto the front of the chair. Then a black curtain fell over me. When I came to, all three of my lovers had their eyes glued between my still wide open legs. “Phew! Guys, what a day! Did I make much noise?” I was greeted with almost silence but with nodding heads and beaming smiles. As I struggled to raise myself up from my slumped position, Terry hastily held my arm in assistance saying “You’re bloody amazing. Thanks for a great experience”. As I sat up and arranged my dress I thanked them for giving me such a great time never mind what I had done for them.

Then there was a period of silence again as if nobody in the room knew what to say. It was all very strange. Then Terry chirped up “Know what! I fancy a good old fashioned cuppa!” “Well, that’s one way to finish off a…” “A gang-bang” said I cutting off Simon in mid-sentence. “That’s exactly what I was going to say” replied Simon looking very pleased. Not long after this I decided to leave these guys to themselves not wishing to prolong the post orgasmic conversation, but not before it was suggested that we try this again some-time. Simon seemed happy to agree so I went along with the idea and left with kisses and hugs all around.

It has been many weeks since that day and I have continued my relationship with Simon as before but nothing has been mentioned about meeting Simon’s friends. My thoughts are that there may be an uncomfortable situation between Terry and his son, possibly because of David’s mother or because David himself was married too.