My hand grasped my chest as I inhaled deeply, peering to my left to find Dom distorting his face past the point of terrifying, looking instead ridicul...usly stupid. Yet still, his striking features managed to somehow enable him to retain some level of attraction, even in this crazy state. His sharp jawline outlined a handsome face, now absent its forced distortion and replaced by his classic dimple-producing side smile. His beautiful blue eyes, hidden slightly by his black-framed glasses. Dom’s. As I stroked his cock he said taste it if you want , what was going on here I like women and pussy yet I wanted to suck this huge cock. So I open my mouth and John slowly inserted his cock in my mouth I can’t explain it but I was getting so turned on sucking his cock was it because I new it was wrong or I just liked cock. Anyway I’m making love to this beautiful cock with my mouth stroking his cock while I suck it . Then Jim comes over and starts to stroke my cock and it feels good having. Finished my degree. Secured a job and settled down. We talked off marriage, k**s and the white picket fence -- the life most girls dream off. But I wasn't like most girls. Sometimes when I thought really hard I could actually convince myself my life was not a lie. Therapy had actually changed me. I had become the woman society expected me to become. But deep down my inner whore fought daily to be heard. It struggled against these societal bonds wanting to break free of its repression.. He moved back up on me, kissing me then putting my legs on his shoulder, I could feel the large smooth head of his cock at my entrance. He was pushing and as he entered me I gritted my teeth in pain for a second. He stopped so I could get used to being stretched then slowly pushed all the way, When I felt his balls against my ass I knew he was al the way in and I had never felt so full, so stretched. Soon the pain was replaced by the beginnings of a unique pleasure. Slowly he began pulling out.