My pussy was now extremely wet with anticipation, knowing the satisfaction I would soon be receiving from all these young men with their hard, thick B...ack dicks. When I look back on it I actually thought I was having flash backs to my earlier days when I partied uncontrollably with my class mates but in reality, I found out later to my chagrin, the flashes I was experiencing were actually a plethora of cell phones recording the whole orgy. The first of many young men that night climbed between. This started as weird but almost immediately turned erotic. I had never once in my life thought that voyeurism would be something that I would like but I had never experienced it before. I right away felt powerful that I could see her and she could not see me. This made me feel uncharacteristically strong right off the bat. It looked as if she was sitting cross-legged on the couch holding a glass of wine with both hands. She was in her mid 30’s I would have guessed and was blond. I could not. “He’ll teach you. And you can make even more money just being there at the house, if you catch my drift,” Dennis said, pulling a wad of tens and twenties from his pants pocket on the floor.Well, that got my attention. The two primal drives for a young boy, money and sex.So after I collected myself, I went home and got into the shower and was thinking about it. I was afraid. But compelled. And unsure what to do, but the thought of it thrilled me and made my cock hard. I took some shampoo and. ..yummy.. Well you know whats like,you always make a prat of yourself,trying to impress, let them think your something ,your not, big mistake. I told them I was a profesional Musican with a well know band of the time, I could,nt play pussy, and of course when they brought down a guitar ,and announced that I was going to give a riff,I nearly died.. Well I slinked out of the house,with my tail firmly between my legs...................... Fourtunately the girls had a forgiving heart, and.