They swarmed over me like an army of red ants at a picnic, and before I knew it I was on the hardwood floor with my pants down around my ankles, and s...veral women with expensive haircuts competing to see who could do a better job of sucking me off."Oh, Muffy, stop it, you're no good at this," a blonde in a pink tennis outfit said, pushing Mrs. J. French Pennington off my dick. She grabbed the other woman's hair and yanked her away, then made love to my dick like it she was a thirsty woman in. He then showed Rachel his stash of porn collection and they watched it together. Rachel enjoyed it when Ryan ordered her to strip and fingered her.One night when they were alone for a while, they were watching a bondage film where a lady was handcuffed and fucked, when Rachel asked: “Ryan could we try that please. Could you be the first in me? I do not want any other guys to be my first except you.” Ryan agreed and tied Rachel to the bed and started to strip her. He then went on to take her. My tongue felt like a foreign object, dangling in my mouth, as I tried to respond. My mind flashed lights and felt as thought it was disconnected to my body, I was sort of floating. The pressure of her unrestrained breasts, against my arm became a comfort as I blurted out, "Yes, cola is fine." Marge told me this would happen, "You will have other opportunities," she had forewarned.The cold drink seemed to calm me because after I finished it my hand went to her leg and I applied a small amount. .." I kinda do," I said, then kissed him. "Goodnight."Was it a premonition? A lucky guess? It felt to me like a truth.Like something that was going to happen as sure as the sun would rise. And so it was only a partial surprise and delight to me when I woke up,went downstairs and saw my poor little step-father standing at thecounter, the outline of his bra visible beneath his blouse, little pertA-cups on his chest. Not surprised, but disappointed. I was hopingthe jerk-off would sprout a.