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"No reason." She leaned back and spread her legs to him, smiling, wondering what he would be like. He seemed so old and hung up. But he lifted her top and gazed excitedly at her firm breasts. He felt them gratefully and took one nipple in his mouth. Sally leaned back as he suckled and rocked him in her arms. He moved to the other nipple and kissed, sucked and suckled that one until it was hard. Dolly shivered and preened as he made love to her full, bouncy boobies.

He grabbed one of the pillows from behind her, plumped it and guided it under her hips. She reclined back, her hips now higher than her head. Her pajama top fell down toward her shoulders, exposing her stimulated breasts. She seemed to be offering herself to this man. She looked up at him as he lowered his face to her cunt. He buried his nose in her folds, and ran his tongue around her tissues and flicked her clit. She got excited; he was really good.

She wondered where he had learned so much. He sucked gently, and she found her body rising to the occasion. As he licked and loved her, she shouted out loudly and came in his mouth. He licked up her liquids and kept after her clit. She continued to come, pulsing as he ministered to her. "Wow!" she thought to herself through the haze as she rolled and squirmed on the bed, "I'm going to have to teach Tom how to do this." Tom noted the time; this was her fifth orgasm.

When she finished, the man rubbed his face on her muff, then rose up, moved up to her and stroked his floppy penis up and down her wet slit. As it stiffened and caught her clitoris, Dolly smiled. When he was hard, he pushed into her easily, and then remained fully inserted while he moved his hips, reaching down and massaging her clit some more as he fucked her.

She grinned and moved her hips against him, obviously pleased with his technique. Tom saw her yawn and thought that maybe she was getting tired, but she ground her hips even harder as the man began to move horizontally back and forth, fucking her deeply. He bounced against her harder and made her belly and breasts jiggle when he hit.

Dolly spread her legs wider for him, obviously enjoying herself. His erection wasn't as big as the earlier men's were, but Dolly didn't mind. As he reamed her with his male meat, she welcomed him by raising her legs and hooking them over his shoulders. He rubbed her firm thighs and reached down to spread the globes of her ass so he could get deeper. Dolly was relieved that she all she had to do was just accept him, and relax.

He was talking to her, telling her how great she made him feel, and she was gratified that she could make him happy while enjoying herself so much. It occurred to her that the whole idea of the harem that she had learned about in her belly dancing class should be reversed. What the world really needed was to allow women to have multiple husbands. She was sure she could keep three or four men satisfied full time, and the extra incomes would certainly result in a rich lifestyle.

The man started moving faster, and Dolly felt his climax build inside her. The emotion welled in her chest and she felt great joy. He yelled out, spraying her strongly. The man continued to pound her eagerly, even as he was still cumming. He pulled out pretty quickly, picked up his clothing and went to the bathroom to wash. He came out fully clothed, went over and kissed Dolly on the cheek and shook Tom's hand as he left.

Tom walked back over to where Dolly still lay arched over the pillow and dropped his pants.

His hard cock stuck out stiff and horizontal. "Now, that's something I can get around," she said. Dolly rolled up, sat on the edge of the bed, kissed it and took it in her mouth, sucking and lapping it with her tongue. She leaned back, hooked her feet on the bed rail and spread her knees, and Tom stepped toward her, his cock slipping into her well-fucked cunt with no effort on either's part. Still standing beside the bed, he started fucking his wife, diving down into her depths while kissing her face and rubbing her body with his cheek. She held his head in her arms and curled a lock of hair around her finger.

He lowered his head to her breasts, lifted her pajamas and suckled first one nipple, and then the other as his hips pounded into her. She kissed his hair and leaned back as a light and fluttery climax suffused her. Tom felt her grab his cock deep inside, very pleased that he made her cum.

As far as Tom could tell, Dolly didn't feel any different inside than she normally did, even after having had sex six times. Her insides were warm and very slick, of course, but her vaginal tube was still slim and tight, firm and caressing around his cock.

The other men had left her brimming, and their semen gushed out onto his balls, but the delicious squeezing ability of her internal organs was unimpaired. He moved more quickly, breathing hard and cumming very soon after, adding his donation of sperm to the mixture she had been collecting all evening. After he pulled out, Dolly sighed and sat up, and kissed and licked his penis until it was clean.

"Are you OK, honey?" he whispered as Dolly lay back on the bed, while he buckled his belt and zipped his fly. He walked over and wrote down the last times.

"I'm very OK. This is everything I hoped it would be, and more. How about you?"

"I'm feeling pretty good. In fact..." He gestured toward his still hard cock. She laughed, God, she loved him, and then she helped him change the towel.

While Dolly went to the bathroom, Tom went to the bedroom door. He looked out to find that the last man had let in the four additional that had been scheduled for the second hour. Tom called two of them in and asked them to undress. Dolly returned and saw the two naked men with Tom. Her eyes went wide, wondering. What was going on? Just what did Tom have in mind for her?

Her husband led her over to where they were standing. They were both a little overweight, and there were rolls of fat above their cocks. Dolly grabbed their two cocks, one in each hand, and, looking to make sure Tom was watching, started stroking them. As they hardened, she fell to her knees licking and sucking on them alternately. She giggled, working on each in turn, having an excellent time, until they got big and hard. When they had stiffened, Tom motioned her to stop.

He looked at her kneeling on the floor, one cock in each hand and a big smile on her face. Her body looked so small between the large male bodies. Each man probably weighed twice what she weighed. Their legs were as big around as her narrow waist. If she stood up, she would barely reach their chests. But Dolly didn't look the least bit worried. She held the two cocks proudly. They were stiff and long. Tom couldn't imagine how her small body could have room for them. Well, it had already performed some marvelous tasks, and most likely it would do so again.

He had her get on the bed on her hands and knees, her feet hooked over the edge of the mattress, then he spread her knees apart until her round smooth ass was stretched wide, her well-worked labia puffed, her vaginal opening ready and waiting. He had the more erect of the two step up behind her, insert his cock and begin banging away. Tom recorded the time, and then had the other man get on the bed, and present his cock to Dolly's face. She took it into her mouth and continued her earlier efforts, using her tongue to control the depth so she didn't choke.

As Tom watched, Dolly moved amorously between the two men, her fine body resplendent, her bottom being pounded by one man's hairy cock and her mouth being thoroughly invaded by the other man's rosy erection. Her skin shimmered, drops of perspiration covering it. She rolled her ass around and moved her head, sucking on the two cocks with her two mouths, coaxing them to cum. Although the man behind her tried to hold back, and actually managed to avoid cumming a couple of times by sheer force of will, Dolly kept enticing him until he couldn't hold it any longer.

He finally erupted, but, at Tom's command, kept moving in and out of Dolly as he did. Tom even counted for him, snapping his fingers in time, so that he could keep the same rhythm he had used while fucking as he ejaculated. Tom had the second man get off the bed and quickly led him to position behind his wife. When the first man had finished, even though he was still hard, Tom made him step away and the other man quickly took his place, starting to fuck Dolly immediately, with nary a break in the rhythm.

Dolly started galloping now, moving back and responding ardently to the second cock she had prepared so well. She had been really turned-on when the first man climaxed without stopping his fuck. Having a second cock instantly replace the first was enormously erotic.

The last few loads of semen were being pushed hard against her womb, and she imagined them being forced through her cervical opening by the hydraulic pressure of the second man's hard rammer. His thighs pounded her buns, his balls pounded her clit, and she bit her lip and came with a scream. Tom walked to the table and wrote, then returned to the bed. He and the first man watched as Dolly eventually received another injection of foreign sperm to augment what she had already absorbed. Tom checked his watch. She had been fucking continuously for over 25 minutes.

After they had dressed, Tom let the two men out and called in the next man. Dolly was panting, her face flushed and sweat running down her temples. She stayed on her hands and knees, looking up at them. As the man undressed, Tom went over to her and touched her hip.

She collapsed on her side onto the bed, still breathing hard. Tom leaned down and kissed her, then looked up at the now-naked stranger. Tom took Dolly's upper knee and pulled it aside, then took her other knee and forced her legs very wide apart, exposing her glistening pink genitalia and stretching her open. He stepped back, and adjusted the pillows so she was comfortable and wellsupported. The new man nodded to Tom, and looked up at him rather than down at Dolly as he climbed on top of her limp body, his small penis nestling in her sopping wet vulva. He stirred it back and forth as it grew larger, and, when it was engorged, he lifted his hips and fed it into her.

She shook her head side to side as it went in, trying to talk, but nothing came out. Then she lay quietly. Tom wrote down the time. The new man fucked her gently, rotating his hips and moving smoothly in and out. He murmured into her ear as he took her. She raised her arms to hug him, but barely had the strength. After a few minutes, he arched his back and came strongly. Dolly dug her fingers weakly into his ass as he filled her, but Tom got no indication of her climaxing.

As that man left, the next walked in. He looked first at Tom, then over at Dolly, who was lolling on the bed, barely able to move. He and Tom stood together, as Dolly curled up on her side and apparently fell asleep. The man raised an eyebrow, but Tom shrugged and gestured to the bed.

The man took his clothing off, settled his bare body in behind Dolly's, pulled the sheet over them, and claimed her exhausted cunt by fingering his erection into her from the rear. She moved a little as he entered, and cuddled back against him. He started thrusting slowly into her, then moved his upper body away, sliding his hips back and forth on the towel. His fingers played down Dolly's back, and they touched and toyed with her asshole.

Tom watched them move under the sheet and found he was getting stiff again. The man finally popped off inside Dolly, puffing and grimacing. Tom watched carefully, but saw no response from his wife. After he had finished and the man sat up, Tom dropped his own pants and rolled Dolly over, face down, on the bed.

As the man dressed and watched, Tom proceeded to skewer his wife's cunt with his own stiff meat, lying heavily on her prone body, his cock tip scribing the front of her internal cavity. She groaned under him. As the stranger looked at them, Tom pressed down and pushed hard. His cock swam around in the hot liquid that filled her. He had to work a long time before he finally felt Dolly cum. He himself spurted into her feebly, no jism left. The man clapped his hands in applause and exited the room.

Tom pulled back. Dolly lay like a dead person on the bed. He spread the sheet over her, and she moved her head to a more comfortable position on the pillow.

Tom checked his watch. She had been going strong for almost two hours. The next group would be arriving shortly, if he didn't leave the message at the answering service that they were not to give out the address. He thought of calling, but decided to wait and see how Dolly felt after she had had a nap. This was her show, after all.

After writing on the pad, Tom went into the bathroom to pee, then walked out to the kitchenette and got a drink of water. His cock was sore, and he wondered how Dolly felt. She was obviously physically sapped. Her sexual energy had to be ebbing after so many climaxes, and there may have been some pain involved in the more vigorous fucking she had done, and maybe even due the muscular spasms of all the climaxes she had had. She had been fucked eleven times and had climaxed seven. Wasn't that enough?

'What is it she's trying to prove?' he thought as he walked back into the bedroom. Dolly was still lying on her stomach, apparently sound asleep. Tom pushed her legs apart and examined her cunt. It was swollen and lax, and runnels of bubbly white semen seeped out between the folds. He put two fingers into her and spread them apart.

They slipped in easily, and the tips opened the soft and limp inner tissues widely. Dolly didn't move. Tom felt around inside her some more, slipping three, then four fingers in, testing, and then walked back to the living room, thoughtfully licking his fingers. When the doorbell rang he opened it, letting the next four men in. He picked the two biggest of them to go with him to the bedroom. As they undressed he explained what he wanted them to do.

He had the larger one lay down on the bed on his back, rubbing his cock so that it would get hard. Tom and the other man adjusted Dolly's slack body on top of him until she was lying with her legs spread, her opening just above the man's now-hard cock. Then Tom had the second man lie down on top of her.

He positioned their two cocks together; one on top of the other, then, with Tom holding the sides of their cocks to keep them aligned, the men shifted Dolly slowly down between them until their tips were at the entrance to her passage. Tom reached out with his fingers and spread her slit apart, and guided both cocks until they were just started in. Then he grabbed Dolly's spread thighs and pulled her down further, carefully, until a few inches of both cocks were up inside her. They were about the same length and diameter.

Tom and the two men were working her down some more when, suddenly, Dolly made a noise and opened her eyes. Tom held her thighs tightly so she wouldn't jump away. She stared down in alarm at the man beneath her and turned her head, looking up at the man lying on top. She looked around anxiously, finally looking down and spotting Tom.

He nodded his head encouragingly at her, and drew his hands down, pulling at her thighs. She resisted at first, but when he wouldn't let her loose, and kept coaxing her, she grit her teeth and, with a grunt, pushed her hands against the sheet and rocked her body down, moaning, impaling herself further on the two hard cocks. The man on top raised himself up to give her more room.

The man below her started hungrily kissing her nipples, exposed now since her pajama top was all bunched up about her shoulders. She started to slowly oscillate back and forth, moving just an inch or two, careful to not let either man slip out. The man on top buried his face in her hair.

As she continued to rock, her vagina expanded some more until she got almost all of them in. She rotated her hips, clinched her muscles and squeezed at their cocks. At the request of the man on top, Tom came over and gently fingered his balls. His scrotum rose up. The man on the bottom was breathing hard. Dolly, sandwiched between the two men, was breathing hard herself.

She spread her legs wider and pushed down harder. The upper man's pubic hair tickled her asshole while her clitoris was pinched by the pubic bone of the man below. Her vagina was stretched to the limit. That was it. She held them all.

Tom again brushed the balls of the man on top. His scrotum was tight and round now, as was the one of the man below. Dolly rotated her hips one more time, a look of mute panic in her eyes, biting her lower lip. With a cry, the man on top began to cum, as, at the first pulse, did the man below.

Dolly groaned as the double consignment of strange semen exploded into her stretched vaginal cavity. She strained between them, and then came herself, violently, throbingly, clutching the two cocks spasmodically, jerking and squirming between the hot bodies as though trapped and trying to escape, her hands gripping and ringing at the wrinkled sheet. Her eyes closed and tears ran down her face. Tom noted the time and continued to watch her as the men filled her. They couldn't move so they just stayed still.

When both men were done, Dolly levered herself out from between them, sobbing. She staggered into the bathroom, and Tom heard the toilet seat fall. He could also hear crying. Tom came into the bathroom and put his hands on his wife's shoulders. She sobbed even more strongly. "What's wrong, honey?"

She couldn't talk. Finally she forced some words out. "What... Why did you...? What do you think I am?"

"What do you mean? Those guys didn't hurt you did they? I thought you would enjoy it. It's not every woman who gets to handle two guys at once."

"I feel like such a slut! I... It's... it's like they pissed inside of me! Am I nothing but a bag of flesh for men to spurt bodily fluids into? What won't I do next?"

"But honey, you came! I know you did. You got pleasure from it, I saw you. That's the purpose of tonight. Take the pleasure when you can. Come on, now, you'll feel better after you've cleaned up." With a kiss to her forehead, Tom left to fix the bed.

She looked down between her legs, tears still running down her cheeks. Her cunt was sagged and gaping. She felt as though her insides had been pushed around. She sat and panted, her forearms on her knees. Her legs spread as she tried to cool her hot cunt. Sullenly, she took a cold washcloth and put it between her legs.

The cool moisture soothed and tightened her distended tissues. She shivered at they thought of what she had just done. She sat on the toilet, letting the semen seep out of her, as she laved her legs and hips. Slowly, she began to feel better. She stood up and, walking carefully, as she really was quite sore, returned to the bedroom. She threw her wrinkled pajama top into the corner and donned the fresh one. Immediately she felt even better, but was still a little disgusted. Tom finished smoothing out another towel.

"Had enough?"

Dolly looked up at him and swallowed, then shook her head. "No, I don't want to end with that." She looked toward the bed with distain. Tom couldn't understand what was bothering her, but he knew he had gone too far. He had made a serious mistake. He shouldn't have taken over. He was not in charge here.

He went to the door and gestured to the next man, thinking to himself that this was becoming routine. The man came in and started undressing. Dolly stood eyeing him, then sat down on the bed and spread her legs to his gaze. She bravely licked her finger and lowered it to her weary clit, massaging it while he undressed. As she touched it, she winced.

"I can imagine," the man said. He walked over, bent down and buried his face between her spread legs. She looked up at Tom and laughed out loud as the man's tongue touched her tender tissues. Tom licked his own lips, making Dolly laugh again. She continued to giggle as the man performed an excellent session of eating pussy.

Finally, she lifted his head, and the man wiped his mouth on her muff. His erection obvious, he climbed up her body. She tried to sidle away from him, still giggling, as though his swaying club were menacing her. He reached for her ankles, caught them and pulled her back toward him, spreading her legs wide, then dropped his hips down, pinning her with his cock. She whooped as he filled her. They laughed together face-to-face, as she lay spread eagled on the mattress.

With a grin he moved his shoulders up. She raised up on her arms to get a better view and saw that he was so long that, even though she was fully filled, a couple of inches of his cock still remained uninserted. She grabbed his hips and pulled them up close to her, stretching her vagina but engulfing him completely. She hugged the sides of his body with her legs and rubbed his shoulders with her hands.

He tipped her back horizontal and started to slide in and out. Tom looked over at his dancing ass and yawned. Dolly saw him, giggled and crossed her legs behind the man's back. She held him to her as he rocked back and forth, his cock delving into her, stretching her vagina like a rubber band. His pubic bone rubbed her clit and her emotion climbed. She lifted her knees, and, as the man held himself tight against her, they both came, Dolly laughing with real pleasure. Tom had to help the man off; he was so wiped out by his climax. He staggered as he dressed and wobbled out.

"One left."

"Send him in. I've got my second wind." Tom opened the door and welcomed the last man. They shook hands. Dolly had laid herself back down on the towel, her legs spread, her knees up. She rubbed her inner thighs and ass sensuously, cooing up at him. This man undressed quickly and jumped between her knees. She grabbed his penis and milked it as he loomed above her until it was hard.

Then she pulled it down toward her vagina, guiding its tip into her and threading the rest of the length in to follow. She lay back and put her hands behind her head. The man started banging away at her. She felt him slide high up, and she climaxed almost immediately, surprising herself by her response. Tom made a note, this was number ten. The man bucked against her a few more times and came himself. His groans as frenzied as his lovemaking had been.

When he left, Tom checked his watch. "Almost nine. Want to call it a night?"

"I can do some more."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Aren't you sore?"

"Somewhat, but not enough to quit." Tom was glad that her unhappiness had disappeared. He brought her a glass of water. The doorbell rang. He went to the living room and let in the next group. One of the men mentioned that he'd been expecting the cancellation and complimented him on his wife's stamina.

He led the first one in. Dolly was sitting demurely with her legs tucked under her, her pretty face beaming. The man undressed quickly. She rose up on her knees and, when he joined her on the bed, she playfully pushed him onto his back. Taking his limp penis into her mouth, she sucked him erect. She held him still while she viewed her handiwork, then she threw a leg over his hips and mounted him.

She cried out when his cock head forced itself through her tender tissues, but, as he pressed on up into her, she relaxed and started in working on him, moving carefully. She spent much time sitting, trying to grasp him deep inside. He gazed up at her, sometimes running his hands over her hips, sometimes feeling her perky breasts. She caressed him back. Tom felt a stab of jealously. He was glad she was enjoying herself, but she seemed to be enjoying this guy way too much.

Dolly had again forgotten her husband was there. She agitated her sex up and down on the man's bulging bat, the prior sperm drying and cracking on her inner thighs. The man groaned with effort, but, each time she thought he was going to ejaculate, he grabbed her hips and stopped her from moving until he calmed down.

Finally, when he couldn't hold it any longer, he burst forth inside her, and she came herself, an eleventh time. Afterwards, Dolly started to climb off, but the man immobilized her hips with his hands and held her to him. She looked down at him in some alarm. Tom got ready to intervene, but Dolly raised a hand at him. Something strange was happening! The man wasn't getting soft!

Dolly felt his cock move even higher in her. Instead of shrinking, it seemed to be growing! She waited, then gulped and followed his lead as he raised and lowered her on his enlarged staff. She rode him easily, greedily taking the pleasure he was offering a second time, until he came just as strongly as before. She didn't come, but she felt very good to feel him pounding within her. When he finished, she looked down at him questioningly and bit her lip, not knowing what to expect, but he didn't stay hard much longer. She climbed off of him and went to the bathroom again, to apply a cool compress to her cunt.

When she returned, Tom said, "I'll ask the rest to go, if you want."

"No, it's all right. Send in at least one more." Tom shook his head, but walked to the door and called the next man in. Dolly stood as he entered. As he undressed, she inventoried herself. Her muscles were nicely exercised, and physically she could continue, but her cunt was sore and her insides felt numb. She knew she would have more trouble climaxing as the night wore on.

She was still excited by the fact that she was naked with a strange man, though. The chance to look at, play and experiment with unfamiliar bodies and hard penises still excited her. She couldn't really explain why. She knew that she was doing something rather dangerous, on a lot of levels, and she also know that she would probably only do it this once. "Well, then," she thought, "I'll just have to get as much out of it as I can."

The man walked toward her. She looked down at his hardening cock, then down at her sore cunt while her forehead knit in worry. Finally, she stepped toward him and lifted his dick, rolling it with her fingers. When he was fully rigid, she climbed up onto a chair and beckoned him over. She put both hands behind his neck and had him lift her thighs up with his forearms.

With the back of her knees lodged firmly in the crook of his elbows, she lowered her bottom. The man held her easily, but couldn't reach his cock to guide it in, so she asked Tom to put his cock head on her cleft and start it into her, which he did. She took a breath and said the word "Yes!" loudly and drove herself hard down onto him, burying him in her.

Tom watched as they moved around the room, Dolly swinging herself carefully back and forth on the man's cock. She cried out with pain when she moved too fast or too roughly. Before long the man got tired and carried her over and pressed her back against the wall. He then proceeded to give Dolly a good solid fucking. She whined some as he penetrated her deeply pressing her back against the wall, but held on bravely until he was done. He pulled out; leaving her slumped on the floor, and got dressed as Tom called the third man in.

Dolly didn't move. When the man was naked, he asked Tom what he should do. The two of them walked over to Dolly. They moved her until she was lying on her back on the rug. Tom raised her feet into the air. He spread her legs wide apart. The man dropped to his knees between them and lay down on her. He got into Dolly quickly, taking her as she lay, legs spread and cunt frothy. He bore down into her, smacking his pubis on hers. She grimaced in pain as he pinched the tender folds of her sex between them. He came strongly inside her, and somehow she herself came again. Number twelve.

Dolly fell asleep. When she awoke, she rolled over to see Tom talking with the last man. Tom was explaining something to him, and he was nodding while taking his clothes off. He walked over to her and gently helped her until she rested on her hands and knees. The man slipped first one and then two fingers into her overflowing snatch, then slid them, one after the other, into her anus. She looked up at Tom, who shrugged.

The last man's hard phallus touched her slickly prepared anal opening, and, pressing strongly, forced itself in. She closed her eyes and gasped as he distended her. He held still for a second then started thrusting in short little jerks. He worked her asshole like the other men had worked her cunt. After her asshole had dilated around him, he began to stroke more deeply.

She looked up at Tom, and then her mouth dropped open! Tom had a raging hard-on! It was sticking out of his fly and he was stroking it lovingly. Dolly looked back at the man sodomizing her. She had him stop moving, and then the two of them dropped down onto the rug. She carefully rolled over until she was lying on top of him, face up. She had him put his legs between hers, then spread hers wide, opening herself as far as she could go.

She waved Tom over. He dropped his pants and lay down on her. He pushed his cock into her cunt and carefully started pumping away. After about 5 minutes, Dolly stopped her husband, and rolled back onto her side, both cocks still tightly in her. She rolled over onto Tom. Sandwiched between the two of them, she alternately let the man on top stroke into her and then stay tight inside while she stroked her husband below. Her ardor grew.

The two cocks provided entirely different sexual feelings. Tom's felt hot and hard in her vagina. His pubic bone rubbed against her clit when she moved on him. The cock in her ass stretched her butt hole wide, but she couldn't feel it inside. When it stroked her she just felt satisfied, entirely satisfied. The man was lasting a long time. So was Dolly. She felt like she could do this forever.

Finally the man couldn't hold it any more. He pushed all the way into her and came warmly.

She felt his pulses, pressed her clit hard against her husband and came a final time.

The man pulled slowly out of her ass and walked into the bathroom. Tom hugged her to him. They remained lying on the floor. The man came out dressed and reached down to shake Tom's and Dolly's hands before walking out. Dolly looked at Tom.

"Did you?"

"Yeah, I called before the last guy came in. You looked pretty played out."

"Thanks. I peaked at about twelve, I think. Of course," she looked down at him mischievously, "if I'd done more like the last one, who knows how far I could have gone?" He shook his head. They lay there until Tom finally pulled out, still stiff. He dragged the towel off the bed, undressed, shut out the light while Dolly crawled in to bed. She cuddled up against his warm body. "How many in all?" she asked. Tom got out of the bed and retrieved the pad, turning on the reading light.

"It's a little mixed up, actually. Let's see, according to my count you had sex twenty one times with seventeen men, counting me. That is, if you count the guy who climaxed twice as having sex two times and my fucking you but not coming as one."

"Oh, I've got to give you both full credit. Now, where the hell did you get the idea of having me take on two guys at the same time?"

"From you. You said you wanted to experience things you never had done before. I hope they didn't hurt you."

"It felt like having a baby in reverse. But I have to admit that having those two cocks in me really brought me back to life when they both started pumping! Unfortunately, when I woke up like that between them, it was like I didn't know them; that I was just a thing for them to use. Well, no harm done, I guess. OK, so getting fucked twenty times is certainly reasonable for my heroine. How many climaxes?"

"Thirteen, I think. Lucky thirteen."

"Wow. No wonder I'm exhausted. Not bad for a thirty-three-year-old wife and mother of two though. No wonder my insides feel dead. How do you feel about it now?"

"It was erotic, I admit. I certainly got excited watching you get fucked and seeing you enjoy it so much. Why, do you want to do it again?"

"God, no. It was OK this once, but it wouldn't be as interesting a second time. You're all the man I need."

"I'm glad, because I love having you for myself." Dolly snuggled into the crook of Tom's arm.

As he looked down at her she yawned, shut her eyes and fell sound asleep.