Amy and I walked around the side of the house and came to a pool area with 6 guys in shorts playing volleyball in the pool. They were all tanned and t...ned looked good enough to eat. I knew that this was going to be one slutty afternoon.After being introduced to Robin, whose place it was and the other guys Amy and I lay on some sun loungers and the guys- they showed off splashing around. "Summer sun, somethings begun" I thought as I soaked up the rays. After a while 3 of the guys disappeared,. And they have been fully satisfied with it. My email id is My last story was HOW MY CHILDHOOD FANTASY BECAME REAL. Now coming back to the story, I got a mail from an ISS reader and she appreciated my story. Later she told me she wants to have a threesome sex with her husband along.First I found it strange and asked her that “is her husband okay with it?” She said yes. Her name was Rupali and her husband’s name was Sanjay. Then I told okay and we decided to meet. We exchanged our numbers and. Indeed, it would have been cruel to deny her what had become (through our actions,) her centaurian rights.As soon as I had returned home from my yacht voyage and learned of Jemma's existence, my friends approached me and requested, nay demanded, that we use my sperm to do for centaurs exactly what had been done for humans. They readily recognised that the centaurs would also be affected by the 'feminism' now inherent in my sperm, but they equally felt that it was unfair to leave Jemma as a. It was a good thing that we had not gotten too slovenly in our habits, because we were suddenly met by a blast of gunfire coming in our direction. Fortunately for us, whoever was doing the shooting had fired too soon, and they were using pistols instead of rifles. Both of us were nicked by bullets in several places, but the real aggravation was that my horse was wounded so bad that I had to finish him off with a bullet to the brain. Dammit, that was a good horse, and I was going to get even.