“Holy fuck, you believing this shit?” the dark-haired young stud asked the other as they stood up.“She damn sure doesn’t look like an illusion...to me,” the blond remarked and they quickly took off their shirts. They were obviously athletic, with strong arms, nice pecs, and washboard bellies. They were no illusion to me either. I stood up and looked them over approvingly. Jess’s cum was now trickling down my inner thighs. They noticed it and thought it was the juice of my own making, as one of. Meanwhile liz(my neice) was in living room with her boyfriend(steve). After about 15 minutes of feeling my fully clothed wife up and getting no response, I went into living room. The lights were off and i heard some moaning. I saw melissa on all fours leaning over the couch and steve was fucking her from behind. I stood there playing with myself as i watched them. Then liz and I made eye concact, she motioned me over. I was pretty buzzed, so i went over and positioned myself under her inbetween. He worked for a Appliance store and would make truck deliveries delivering stoves, refridgerators, TV's , etc. and would park their truck in lot and pass by my store front apt. He would see me out front and tell his co-workers he's going to "hang out " with me for a while. When they left he would Adjust his cock which always started to grow in my presence and ask me if I had a New Magazines (I always kept hot pussy magazines for him to get him hot) and he would come in and I would suck. You don’t even have to be willing to do anal sex or be particularly promiscuous. But after they cut me down I’d become more than a slut. A few minutes getting fucked in the most degrading way imaginable had turned me into a committed, eager, masochistic sex slave. The more sexually degrading the request the more I love doing it, especially for a new master. One of the things I loved about inviting Cathy and Matt was that I automatically became his slave. For that week I also belonged to Jim.