My name is Rebecca, and for most of my life I’ve been a good girl. That is, until a couple of weeks ago, after I caught my husband cheating, but I’ll get to that in a moment. First, I would like to tell you about myself. I’m 23, 5’9”, 130 lbs; I have shoulder length brown hair to match my big brown eyes, and a pair of C tits that get me exactly what I want when my eyes don’t. I’ve also been complemented on my curvy ass a few times. I guess the boys like to stare (and every once in a while the ladies do too).
Back to my story… Like I said, I caught my man cheating on me with some cheap whore, so I left him. I stayed in a hotel for a night, and then for whatever reason, I decided I’d go to the bar and get wasted. I thought I just wanted to drink my pain away, but looking back now, I know what I really wanted. I wanted to get even with my cheating husband. I wanted to get fucked, and get fucked hard. And so that’s what I did, I went to the bar.
I put on a tight pair of jeans that hugged my ass and a low-cut black tank top over my sexiest black lace bra. I doused myself in some perfume, and even overdid my makeup. I headed to the bar and ordered a drink, and before long, a fellow came up and introduced himself. His name was Jack, and we talked for about an hour. In that hour, we must have had 4 drinks apiece, and I was getting pretty drunk. Every now and then I’d glance around the bar, and this one table of guys always caught my eye. There were four guys, each tall, tan, handsome and even a little rugged. As the night went on, Jack noticed my wandering eyes, and to my surprise he knew the guys! They were his friends; he said he had been hanging with them when he saw me walk in the bar and he knew he just had to introduce himself to such a hot lady. Then Jack did what I really wanted him to do. He took my hand and looked me in the eyes and asked “Would you like to meet them?” I heard the words, but looking into his eyes I knew what he was really asking. He was really saying “Would you like to fuck them?” and my answer was “Hell yes”. So we walked over to the table where his friends were and we talked for a while. Mark and Mike were brothers. Next to them were Greg and Anthony. They were all construction workers who were in town for a job. It was getting late and the bar was closing down, so they invited me back to their hotel to talk some more. I agreed. I was so excited; I knew where this was going. We were going to go back to their hotel, and they were going to fuck me. I had never done anything like this. I had only ever had sex with two guys, my husband and before that with my first boyfriend back in high school, but never with a group of guys. I had never even imagined being screwed by 5 guys in the same night, but I could tell it was going to happen, and it would be loads of fun!
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