1. Tammy's Thirst


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: magikhandman, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster

    inside and outside it. And then she was gone. So quickly, in fact, that I had to blink. I looked side to side, and saw her, now several feet down the bench, kneeling in front of another man. I was feeling drowsy and limp, but I mused on what had just happened. I was shocked, amazed. Yet a part of me was not surprised at all, I realized. Agnes, though not especially attractive, was always so smart and talented; always able to adapt to any situation or challenge with startling skill and creativity, which is why she'd been so successful as a researcher. As I drifted off to sl**p, I drowsily saw that this is what had happened; she'd applied herself to this challenge; literally a life-and-death challenge of learning how to get as much sperm as possible from as many men as possible as frequently as possible, and, like always, she'd aced it. Wow. Just thinking of her and her skills I started to feel a fullness re-appearing in my cock. But, sl**p won out. DAY 12 Tammy found out. She pieced it together, and she found out. About Agnes' subversive secret "tour' of the men in the middle of the night. About my orgasm. She flew into a jealous rage, and every person on those boats was terrified. It was like she had become the queen bee of the ship, and we had crossed the queen. Everyone kind of weakly avoided her gaze and studied their shoes. Now, I saw it was as jealous rage, and we're sure of that much. But none of us on the boat really understood exactly which of many possible ...
    species of jealous rage that it was. Was she enraged that her husband had received sexual pleasure from another woman? Was she angry that she had a rival collecting sperm on her boat, taking precious calories from her 'flock'? Was she insulted that Agnes dared to do this right under her nose, literally, to her husband, showing her total disrespect? Was she jealous that so many men, all her men, who had been sexually fixated on her and her alone, had had orgasms with a different female? No one knew. I don't think Tammy herself knew. But we all knew one thing for sure: she was fucking pissed. It all started early in the morning at the start of breakfast, when Andy, a young man who was one of her favorites and most regular, productive sources, said "No thanks." No thanks. Tammy was shocked and mystified. "What? What did you say?" "No thanks," he repeated. "Are you feeling okay? "I'm fine." "You're not weak or sick?" "Nope," he said drowsily. He showed her the disinterest and ambivalence that ONLY a guy who fairly recently had orgasmed could muster in front of a naked, resplendent hot woman like Tammy. She sat back on her heels, still on her knees, staring at him, trying to make sense of it. She looked fucking fantastic. After a moment's thought, she suddenly reached both hands under her breasts, and began caressing them, hefting their weight in each hand, then reaching her index fingers and thumbs up to lightly pinch the nipples, which got very hard. She slid the two hands further ...
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