Let The Games Begin
I am a forty-five-year-old widow. I have a couple of younger guy friends who I made a friendly little wager with. I bet them (the winner got to chose the next venue) that I could outlast the both of them when it came to sex. The ground rules were simple. I made reservations at a swanky hotel, and the rules were no clothes allowed at all. Anyone could touch or do anything to anyone at any given time. The catch, they must bring me to orgasm each and every time. It was the most incredible two days of sex I have ever had. I had sex with each of them in every position possible. I had sex with both of them together. I even masturbated for them several times when they ran out of gas. We had sex in the hot tub, on the balcony (where we knew we were being watched), and of course on the round, king size bed. I allowed them to fondle me anywhere and at any time and for as long as they wanted. After the end of the two days, it was very clear that one of them had sixteen orgasms and the other nineteen. I had a total of forty-three. I get to choose the next venue, and we have already made plans for March. I get horny just thinking about it.
— Sarah, 45