She put her mouth up to my ear and whispered, "I'm so turned on doing this. My pussy is soaking." I noticed," I said. "I'm hard as a rock watching you..." I'll take care of that for you," she said."In a bit," I said. "I want to watch, then play with you after them."One of the guys she had been playing with had gone to his car on the way to the picnic area. He produced a large beach blanket. "Always bring this with me just in case," he said. He spread it over one of the tables and the two guys she. After some adjustments that is." "And just how do you plan to make those adjustments?" "Well, first of all, we need your permission. So, do we have it?" "I don't believe a word of this but sure, you have it." "Alright, now here is a little drink for you and Bobby (handing her a goblet apparently filled with red wine). It will be a special toast. The three of us will drink from it and then Bobby and then it will begin. Alright, let's go back in. We don't want him getting upset with me. I touched them and felt excited, a sort of eroticism swept through my being, as tried to imagine a stranger doing it and the feed-back from my hardening, made me ache deeper down as I shifted and felt for the ultimate relief.Closing my eyes and warming to my naughtiness as I touched myself, my thoughts drifting to my meeting of three men in the hotel bar.After one drink I sensed their need of me and I felt giddy with the idea of all three men nude, erect and desperate to take their turn in. He was now a true bisexual.We had then reached the end of the season and in late November our team won the state championship for our division. We had one more party at our house for our “special” friends. This party went pretty much the same as the first one, except that there were four additional men, including two very well-endowed black men.That party lasted until very late at night. I estimated that I was fucked at least twenty-five times, with most of the men fucking me twice. Ed must.