Flexible!

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Sunday...
The queue stretched out the door, their cocks stretched out in front of them and my body stretched and contorted as I received them, one after the other.
I writhed in enjoyment and offered the different postions that I could shape myself into...
I loved them all!
Fucked them all...
Used them all.
They never got tired, they were always available and whenever I wanted them to come, they came and came and came... big and strong and willing. Bending me over and doing it to me, in all manner of positions, some posible, some flights of fancy... I was fantasing about them, about having sex with them, after all... They did everything, anything, I wanted them to.

Bill, John, Jeremy, Sam, Mike, Shane, Jack, Paul, David, Tony, Mark, Matt, Steven, James, Joe, William, Richard, Ricky, Andrew... I knew all their names, the regular's... I served them all, during the day... I was just the girl at the counter... it was mostly male custmers where I worked... electrician's, air-con and the telco guy's. Yes, I served them during the day, but I made them serve me, at night!

In bed at night, I would slowly stroke myself, as I ran the men through my mind, stroking my body as I let them on top of me and imagined their body's pleasing me... parting my pussy and feeling their cock's surging in and out and their come pulsing inside me... fulfilling my desire for it... loving the thought of having them all fuck me... doing my bidding, instead of me doing their's.
Wrapping my leg's around them and pulling them in tight, close to me, deep in me, making them do what I wanted. Using them!

Ah!, yes!
I wanted to fuck them all!
Use them all!
And I could only do that in my imagination!

Ken, Brian, George, Eddie, Tim!
Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster!... it was going to be a quicky, tonight!
Some nights it was hard work!, but not tonight!
Tonight was going to be good... easy.
Hard and fast!, that's what I was getting tonight.
I worked my fingers in deeper... took the wetness and slid it up and down my clitorus... picturing Jason!
A favorite of mine, during the day, even more so, after dark.
Jason!, Jason!, Jason, Jason!
Lick me!, lick me! lick me, lick me, you demanding bastard!
Flicking my finger over my clit... his tongue licking and swirling up and down, around and around me, before crawling up my body and fucking me silly... my finger pumping like a piston, his cock doing me faster, faster, faster, faster!
Feeling the small tremor starting within...
More, more, more, more, more!
I arched my body so Jason went as deep as he could...
Shuddering now at the thought of Jason coming in me...
Shuddering... shuddering.. so close!
A few seconds more and I'll be coming too!
Thank you Jason, thank you!
Shuddering!
Jason...
STOP!...

I dismissed Jason from my mind... thought about dead cats... road kill, bad things in my fridge....
Hmm, I really should clean it out!
That did the trick!
I continued where I had left off...
Jeff, Ryan, Nicholas, Larry, Justin, Scott, Greg, Ray...
Started back at my tit's, squeezing, teasing, working my way back to my pussy... it was begging me for release, wanting to have them, have me, back inside... aching for it... I enjoyed making myself beg for it!
Beg, you little bitch!
Beg for it!
Beg!
Please! Please! Please!
Dont stop!
Don't ever stop!

Satisfied with my own pleading, I started with the hands, welcomed the guy's again and felt my body's thanks in the response it gave... loving being touched, as I always did.
Dennis, Aaron, Adam, Doug, Zach, Ethan, Carl, Keith, Sean, Dylan, Bruce...

Big, small, short, tall, I used them all... big cock's, long cocks, fat cock's. Hands and mouth's and teeth and tongues!
Cocks wet from come and cunt, fuck me!, fuck me!, fuck me!, fuck me!...
Here it comes!
Here it comes!
Oh God!
Russell, PHILIP, WAYNE...
MMmmmm!
JASON!
NGHhh!
FUCK ME, JASON!
YES!, FUCK ME!
I bucked and thrashed on the bed, fingers and hands at work on my body, sideways over my clit...
FUCK ME!
in and out of my body,
FUCK ME!
milking every last spasm of pleasure out of my orgasm... locked onto the last man I'd let onto... into me
FUCK ME, JASON!
OHH!
YEAH!
JAS'!
OH GOD, JAS'!
JASON!
JASON!
My body demanded and received my full attention, fingers fluttering, gripping, thrusting...
DO IT TO ME!
DO IT
until my breath returned to normal and I could open my eye's again...
Using Jason once more... he was the one I could count on to make me come...
The one I really wanted first...
The best of them all...






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.
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Monday...
I could really do with a good fuck!
Not jerking off... for real!
I bet Jason has a big one!
He's big, he's friendly... I bet he's got an 8 inch cock, thick and ready for me.. . glans leaking... excited... come to me, Jason... do you hear my pussy calling your name?
Jason!

"Ah hem!"
Oh!
He's standing.... waiting to be served...!
Oh!, right!... of course he is!
I'd gone off in a little daydream for a second or two...
We were alone in the shop!
We could slip out the back....
We could slip out of our clothes,
We could slip it in...
"Hi Jason!, want a fuck??
I smiled at him, licked my lip's in anticipation... spoke again...

Is that all today, Jason?"
"Yes, thanks... see you!"
"Bye!"


Maybe next time?
Or maybe I could seduce Bill, John, Jeremy, Sam, Mike, Shane, Jack, Paul, David, Tony, Mark, Matt, Steven, James, Joe, William, Richard, Ricky, Andrew, Ken, Brian, George, Eddie, Tim, Jeff, Ryan, Nicholas, Larry, Justin, Scott, Greg, Ray, Dennis, Aaron, Adam, Doug, Zach, Ethan, Carl, Keith, Sean, Dylan, Bruce, Russell, Philip or Wayne...

A girl has to be flexible, if she wants satisfaction.
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