Pleasures of Debauchery

(Part 1 from 1)

Note : This story is completely fictional!

I was still a virgin at my 18th birthday party. When mom (Eva) went to sleep, my father sneaked to my room &fucked me while I was drunk. 

Next morning, I saw traces of dry blood & sperms on my pussy. I told mom & she gave me pills at once. I became calm when she told me that the first intercourse may cause little pain to the girl & that I was lucky that I lost my virginity under alcohol. She added that sex is fantastic but she laid the blame on daddy for not directing me to take precautions because of the chance of getting pregnant. Mom divorced daddy for this & became married to John after 2 months.

I must admit that I have an average outer beauty but my pussy & arse are perfect (the 1st is similar to Briana Bank's pussy while the 2nd is similar to that of Katja Kassin ; these two are famous german porn stars).

I joined a university in Yorkshire (England) in 1974 & found it easier to date foreign students than my native students. In each of the 4 university years, there was a boyfriend (or more precisely, a fucker). Sex with these 4 university students was limited by many factors especially the times needed for study & preparation for exams. In my final year at the university, I used to bring (Sena) to my room (in a shared apartment) to fuck me at 11.00 p.m & he used to leave me at 12.00. A new overseas student (Nazar) rented a room in the floor below mine exactly below my room& the landlord directed him to use our kitchen. That new student was white, handsome, generous, and hard working so I really wanted him for marriage. I started to ask him to invite me to his room to drink tea with mint & I used to sit on his bed for hours. Nazar did not make any move. I took him to my room to help me in openning a large metallic beer can & showed him an album which contained photos of my boyfriends (or fuckers) but his comment was that I was fit to work in the United Nations!


Later on, I selected a time when all the flatmates were out & went to Nazar's room (to ask him questions in chemistry although my field of study was archeology !). I put on my best dress & perfume. I hinted to him that I was available for him but his comment was (real study needs lot of time...If you want to be devoted to the pursuit of knowledge, then discipline must be your ultimate weapon). I became very furious & left his room planning to annoy him a lot. I started to invite drunk guys & their girlfriends to my room late at night to deny Nazar of good sleep. He complained to me about this noise but I told him that he has a psychological disease called (Paranoia). He threatened to tell the police, but I told him that he is going to lose because the police will stand with me & not with a foreigner.
Nazar invited me to his room for frank talk & told me that he liked me but he had to study hard for the sake of his family, his persecuted people, and his war-torn country. He said that he cannot marry me then & he suggested that we stay as friends. To me, all this meant rubbish so I continued to vex him more & more.
Nazar's reaction was unpredictable. He just left the apartment & rented a room in another flat 4 streets far from ours without saying good-bye. In order to tease him, I offered my self to a foreigner (Patel), who was Nazar's friend, under one condition: "You must tell Nazar about details of the fucking activities we will carry out !". Patel (who was a simple textiles worker) agreed at once.

The encounter with Patel was unbelievable. This guy fucked me 8 times during our first night each time starting from square number one, with a cock that stayed like a steel rod for hours. I reached orgasm more than 8 times & each orgasm lasted minutes and not seconds as before. Patel wanted to continue but I told him "Please stop ! I will have a sour cunt ". Tina, my flatmate, noticed Patel entering my room every night & her advice was that I must use condoms since Patel might make me pregnant easily (even if I am under the pill !). Patel became angry at me & left me saying that (he is not a fool to eat the toffee with its wrapper on !) ,so I lost Patel & I did not gain Nazar. However, Nazar seems to me (now) as the one who openned the gates of heaven to me on this earth. When the girl tastes the pleasures of multiple orgasms, she will not settle for less.

I graduated & found a job in a university south of the country. The British boys did not find me attractive there & the number of overseas students was dwindling. There was a decreasing demand on me as time passed. Anyhow, my efforts resulted in about 300 (international) cocks fucking my pussy in the past 26 years. Just imagine how many gallons of sperm were poured inside my pussy & the number of orgasms I enjoyed!

Recently, mom died & I went to my home town. My step-father hugged me strongly during the funeral when I was crying. Ironically, I felt an enormous cock between my legs at the moment of hugging which made me wet down there . Few days later, I went to bed with my step-father. I told him all my sex stories in details.

At my present age of 48, I have never dreamt that sex is so much enjoyable especially when it comes from a loving & caring step-father. We take our dress off most of the time inside the house & we perform all types & positions of sex . My step-father (56 years old) is not Patel but he insists upon giving me 8 orgasms per day (using his cock or his tounge or his fingers or a vibrator ...etc.). 

My pleasures of debauchery increased when my step-father brought some of his friends to join us (his friends are 50-60 years old but still as potent as young men or more and they have lot of experience in sex). The saying (enjoy yourself as much as you can while you can) applies to me. After my periods stopped at 40, I can have sex 365 days per year without any fear and my cunt is pleasantly sour all the time !

When I reflect upon the past 26 years, I must say that I am grateful to Jesus Christ that I did not get married since the pleasures of debauchery are amazing compared to the heavy burdens of silly marriages. Thanks to Nazar for not marrying me !!!

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