In our kitchen we had tall stools at the breakfast table and I sat on one of those not thinking about anything really and differently not about sex, I...was facing the back door and saw dad coming up the garden path, there was no need for me to feel uncomfortable even if I had been sitting here stark naked in front of my dad would have been alright because we were all used to being that way with each other, dad came in and I noticed him look at my lap, he had no top on and an old pair of trousers. . it's o.k., don't worry about your erection no one here minds.' With that I wondered what he meant. I turned around to see 4 couples standing up, watching and the guys either being blown or being given a hand job. Well, I thought I might as well join in so I stood up and started jacking myself. The woman beckoned me over. Still rubbing myself I stood about three feet from her.The guy says 'can she suck you for a bit'? I walked closer - wow, what a mouth. First she tongued the tip, then slowly. The weather was getting warmer and she had managed to get a consultancy role out of her home town where Wendy felt she could dress a little more provocatively, maybe there were some opportunities for her there. The college was a completely different demographic from her usual place, although she recognised some of the personalities. Shy, loud, confident, unsure, it wasn’t a world away from the issues Wendy faced on a daily basis.It was in the afternoon session that one guy said, damn Tyler was. I was finding it a bit harder every week to think clearly. Soon I wasn’t even protesting anymore if he didn’t just let me suck his cock in my way, but instead face fucked me aggressively, or if anal sex with me wasn’t always gentle but often involved him plunging his cock forcefully into my asshole (what he always referred to as some variant of ‘pussy’: my ‘boi-pussy’ or ‘sissy-pussy’ or ‘ass-pussy’). I let him spank my ass, both lightly in appreciation or repeatedly and severely in punishment..