Besides, tramping around in public wearing a G-string was not my style. I only ever wore bikini swimsuits and even they didn't make me feel confident,...especially in front of people. These thoughts and fears confirmed my position.I repeated, more assertively, “No, I won’t do it and can’t do it. So sorry, I just can’t.”It was getting late and Kate was about to pull out of the competition. I meanwhile started thinking about it more deeply, I should be less selfish, get out of my head and conquer. I could hear Chris telling Kyle that he wanted to fuck me hard and see my ass bounce under him . it must have been around 12pm when the phone rang it was my boyfriend John i answered and said you woke me babes i was just falling asleep.i went back to the living room and told them that john called and he was saying that you guys didn't show up for work when Chris let him do our work and we will help him out in the bedroom. Kyle then commented how hot i looked in the body stocking i was wearing.. The night carried on. I filled empty glasses, the guys got drunker and louder. While going round the table I would get the odd pat on the behind or stroke of the leg. I stood back and waited in the shadows. I was feeling a bit embarrassed about the way men treated women, thinking they could do as they liked. My thoughts soon turned to Stella, hopefully this favour will help me get back together with her. My mind wandered to her beautiful body and sexy smile and my cock twitched in my tight lace. I guess I registered on their gaydar as hot! hot! hot! Soon unattached lesbians began approaching me for dates. I fucked each & every one of them that I dated. I was in seventh heaven as I had cock & cunt galore for my entertainment. I don’t know if I am truly a nymphomaniac but I sure was wild in my freshman year.’ ‘Again my studies suffered due to my sexual activities that I barely passed my first year. My parents were furious with me and issued an ultimatum. Either improve my grades or they.