I’m taking care of myself.’ ‘And what can I do to take care of you?’ ‘You can let me have a damn orgasm!’ ‘I could, but aggravatin’...you is so more fun.’ He nudged my nose with his, adoration evident behind his eyes. ‘How would you like it, Contessa?’ I drew my bottom lip between my teeth, my pulse revitalized, the weight of my exhaustion long forgotten. Wordlessly, he braced himself on his hands and penetrated me roughly. A raw, guttural sound I’d never heard before escaped my throat as he. From that point on, I would seek out unique objects to shove in my ass. I tried everything, golf balls, a souvenir baseball bat, cherry tomatoes, zucchini, squash, candles and of course carrots and cucumbers.I continued exploring my sexuality as a femme, but only in private until I left for college. I had still not been with a man or a woman. Once in college, I focused on getting laid which I accomplished in my junior year fucking a young blonde girl that was known to be the biggest slut on. Soon his head tilted backwards and I felt his hard cock shooting his warm cum into my wet pussy, riding him back and forth till every last drop of his cum was out his balls. As I got off my hubby and his dick exited my pussy, his cum dripped onto his lower belly and cock. We both went to the bathroom to clean up and then off to bed. A few months later my husband was a away on business. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was watching a few movies. Nearing the end of the one movie there was a hot. I don’t know where I was and who else was watching me.“Am I at hotel lobby naked in front of everyone?”. This feeling of being was making my pussy wet again. Alex stood behind me and made me lean forward. I could hear the traffic noise.He raised my left leg and placed it high. He hugged me from behind, cupped my tits with one hand and opened my fuck hole with the other hand. Then he came closer to my ears and whispered, “I want you to scream loud and talk dirty”. I just nodded my head, “Yes.