I had quite an assortment of toys. I bought them in every shape and size. They all did something very different.Last Christmas, I treated myself and b...ught a Sybian riding machine. I was having mind blowing orgasms all the time. But, still I dreamed of having sex with multiple men. I wanted to be treated like a whore. I wanted to be a naughty girl for an evening. I wanted to be called a slut. The idea of these things really turned me on.I wanted to be fucked so many times in one night that my. "Jez looked at Fran and smiled. "Well I can certainly see the resemblancebetween you and Paul, except you are very much more beautiful than heis." We all laughed."By the way, where is Paul this evening?"I explained about the conference and that it was a once in a lifetimeopportunity."I don't believe it! He's not really going to miss the parties is he? Iexpected him to make a big effort to force you to let him go to your hennight. I know you two are inseparable." I sort of forced him to go, Jez.. Over the summer Staci and I got together maybe a dozen times. If I ate her after Brad fucked her I never knew it. Her taste was always the same. There was no love or affection involved. We never once kissed and she never offered to suck my cock. The one time I asked her to she flatly said "I don't do that." It was always "Hurry up, get undressed and eat me."That fall I started college and I would see Staci and Traci around the campus and the girls pretty much ignored me although in private. She meant the last remark as merely a joke of sorts, but I was happily surprised by the word "cunts" coming out of her mouth.She looked at me as she sat next to me with a cup of coffee in her hands. I looked at my coffee, having a hard time making direct, silent eye contact with someone I have yet to feel comfortable with.Suddenly she said: "So I'm sitting right next to a real virgin." Yessirrey, so you'd better watch it, I might lose control and start groping you," I tried breaking the.