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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... thoughts. I realized, however, that I was looking forward to this weekend as much as he probably was. I had no regrets unless you count having lived twenty-four years before experiencing such bliss.

I resolved to be just as big a slut as Glenn wanted me to be, no matter how humiliating it was. I wanted to punish Dale for getting me into this, but I can't deny that I craved this treatment now. I remembered last night, how vocal I had been. They all must have heard me. Hell, people all over the fairgrounds must have heard me! I wondered what Dale thought of his sex slave wife now.

I soon lost my train of thought as Glenn got back on top of me and I reached down and helped him work that massive slab of meat into my tight hole. I was more than ready and quickly put my arms around him and urged him to fuck me harder. It was every bit as wonderful as it had been last night and I didn't care who heard me screaming in pleasure. Neither did Glenn. He must have been pretty well satisfied last night, because he lasted a long time this morning. I probably came a dozen times before he finally filled me with another load of his hot cum.

As soon as he rolled off of me I took his softening cock into my mouth and cleaned him again. This time though, as I reached down to scoop up his cum he stopped me and ordered me to leave it there. I knew instantly what was on his mind and I smiled broadly. He wanted all of our friends, and my husband, to see how well fucked I was.

I looked ...

... over at Jerry to see if I was going to be required to service him as well, but he smiled and said, "I'd love a little more of your sweet ass Kelly, but I have to piss too bad. Don't worry, we have all weekend and Glenn is a sharing kind of guy."

Glenn started getting dressed, but I didn't have anything to wear in his tent except my sandals. I put them on and went out in the cool morning air to find my clothes. They were gone.

I watched Glenn as he stirred the ashes and got the fire going again. The sun had just come up, and it would be hot soon. For now though, it was a little too cool to be taking a cold shower. The warmth of the fire felt good on my naked skin.

I headed for my tent after I had warmed up a little. Glenn said, "Where are you going?"

I told him that I needed to get something to wear but he smiled and said, "Not yet. Not until after your shower."

I moved closer to him and the fire and kept warm as I felt his cum dribble down my thighs. It wasn't long before more of our group started stirring and coming out to stand by the fire or rush to the bathrooms.

As the men came out they all stood around and stared at me with obvious signs of lust. Most of the women seemed to be amused, though a few were embarrassed. They actually seemed more embarrassed than I was. But no one objected to my being so vulgarly displayed. I was a bit concerned because there were probably kids in some of the other camping areas. I decided that it wasn't my problem and waited ...