Return-path: <suelmann@shea.forwiss.uni-passau.de> Date: Sat, 10 May 1997 14:36:40 +0200 From: Michael Suelmann <suelmann@forwiss.uni-passau.de> Subject: 281 To: Ole.Joe@poboxes.com Check our new domain names! http://www.netforward.com v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v^v MRWADE.281 By Master Wade Mitzi: Party Girl Supreme Chapter Two Dear Master Wade, When I last wrote I was telling you about the private competitions at the car show. After they told us the rules of each competition, Dan and I discussed the idea of my entering them. "So, what do you think?", he asked me, a sly grin on his face. "Some of that is pretty heavy stuff," I said, a bit unsure how to respond to him. "Yeah, it is. Will you do some of it?" "Well, the Miss Nude part is okay...nothing much to that, I don't guess. If you want me to do it, that is. What do you want me to do?" "You'll do what I want you to do?", he asked. I was beginning to get the feeling that Dan was really into voyeurism. "Well, you're my date...I wouldn't want to do anything that would make you angry with me." "I've never seen you masturbate," he said. "I know...and I guess this isn't the place for you to see it the first time, huh?" "Well...uh...I wouldn't say that, exactly. I mean, that wouldn't bother me...if it wouldn't bother you, that is." "Oh...so you'd like for me to do that part too, would you?" "I think it would be really hot. I know you'd be fantastic." "Mmmmmm...masturbating in front of all these guys? God...yeah, well, if you want me to." "You'll do it then?", he asked. He was like a kid at Christmas. "Sure. What else do you want?" I was getting very hot. "Well, that big pussy contest sounds pretty crude, I guess. I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself or anything." "Well, I wouldn't have to do that one." "But you would do it? You could?" I grinned. "I can do it, and I will do it if you want me to." "Ooooh...you're sooo sexy!", Dan said, giving me a big hug. "Do it, baby. I really want to see that!" "And you want me to enter the cock-sucking contest too, don't you?", I asked him, point blank. "Truthfully? Yeah...I sure do. That really turns me on." "Okay...but don't go crazy on me when you see me doing it. If I enter it, I've got to finish it. Don't be getting jealous in the middle of it. Promise?" "Sure, baby," he said. "I promise!" I suppose it was gang mentality or something that seemed to make all this bizarre sexual behavior seem okay, I don't know. I'd certainly never done anything that brazen before. But I'd never been with a man who as easily gave me permission to be so slutty, either. A little light bulb was going off in my head, as if there was something about these contests that somehow seemed natural to me. It was a weird feeling, but a very powerful one. I knew I wouldn't have any problem with the nude competition or the finger-fucking part...I'm a confirmed exhibitionist, and I was extremely excited by the idea of both those things. Using dildos was different, but not too scary, it was a lot like masturbating with my fingers, after all. I'd stuck some pretty wild stuff in my pussy before, just playing around: bananas and cukes, zucchini squashes, hair brush handles, even one of my father's cigars once. And I wasn't worried about stretching my pussy, either. My slit is long...maybe longer than some women, and my cunt muscles are very flexible and resilient. I'm not loose or anything...any guy who has fucked me will testify to that...but I stretch open nicely when I need to. I may be a little bigger and longer inside than average too, I don't know...I just know I can take big stuff and it feels just fine. Actually, it feels really good, and I like it. So much for modesty. The only part that I was a little concerned about was the cock-sucking, not because I don't like to suck cocks, for sure, but just because these were all strangers, and I'd never sucked a total stranger before, much less a whole line of them. But, as I'm sure you've figured out by now, I wanted to do it...probably even more than Dan wanted me to. It was incredibly bad, and incredibly exciting. Anyway, I signed the releases, took off the bikini, and lined up for the Miss Nude contest. I was still pretty young, remember, and most of the others in the contest were older. That's important, because I think it had something to do with the outcome. I won by a big margin, even though I didn't have the tits that some of the girls had. I suppose overall I had the best looks nude. You know how some girls just look better nude than they do with clothes on? I guess I was one of those kinds of girls at that point in my life. My skin was unblemished, I didn't have any fat anywhere, and I still had a bit of that pouty young girl look to my face. It really got me hot to prance around nude up there in front of all those guys with them hooting and hollering and all. By the time the judging was over I was so wet that my pussy had leaked some juice onto my thighs and they were glistening. Actually, that happened pretty early on, and I'm sure didn't hurt my standings any either. With that kind of preamble to the finger-fucking, it was easy to masturbate. God knows I needed it bad by then. They made us pull the chairs up close to the edge of the stage and the guys all stood as close as they could. I really should have won this one too, but I was too hot to do it the way I needed to do it to win. I started my orgasm as soon as anyone, but I'm multi-orgasmic, and I just kept on coming, long after the winner finished. She came really hard and really fast, and even though I was probably the hottest one masturbating, and had more guys standing close watching than anyone else, I forgot to put my finger in my ass and just kept on hunching and fucking at my fingers and coming and coming and coming. Truthfully, I lost track of where Dan was during the fingerfucking part. There was one blonde haired guy standing right in front of me that I definitely remember being there...he drooled all the way through it and even rubbed himself off through his pants. He was probably too young to be there, but no one seemed to care. Anyway, I'm sure Dan watched, but I don't know where he was at the time. I guess he could have watched one of the other girls, but I doubt it. The big pussy contest was next. Not many girls entered this one. I guess having a big pussy sounds bad to some girls or something, although I kinda like it, especially since I can squeeze a guy's cock as good as anyone can. I worked my way up through the dildos, not because I had to, but just because I wanted to and because I thought it would make it more exciting to watch. I guess I'm a born entertainer, but I always think about what will make my performance more pleasing to anyone who watches. This time there were some of the other girls in the audience, and they weren't shy about coming right up close so that they could watch. I bet most of them were wishing they had the guts to enter this part, or else were wishing secretly that they could take something as big in their own pussies. Anyway, I just fucked away for both the guys and the gals, working those dildos in and out of slick slit with obvious enjoyment. By the time I got to the biggest one, the one the guy said no one had ever taken before, the crowd was clapping and cheering me on. It really was a huge thing...scary looking, actually, and I wasn't sure I could even get the head in at first. But I was as wet as I'd ever been in my life, and I really wanted to take it for everyone, since they wanted it so much. I spread my legs really wide and slid down in the chair as much as I could without sliding out of it (which wasn't easy because of all the cunt juice on the chair by then). It hurt like hell at first when I pushed the head of that thing at my hole, and I was a little bit afraid that I might tear it or something, but just about the time I was going to call it quits, it popped in, kind of like when you take a cock in your asshole and it pops in kind of suddenly. Man, when that thing finally got in it felt unbelievably hot! I just kept working it on up in there, trying to get as much of it inside as I could, because I didn't know what I was going to do with it after it was in there. I never dreamed that I'd actually be able to fuck the thing, but my cunt lips performed flawlessly and kept on oozing juice and relaxing, and before very long at all I was able to start working my ass and moving the thing in and out of me. Well, I guess you can imagine what the crowd reaction was to that. They went bananas! There were two other girls on the stage with me, but no one was watching them anymore. They were all gathered around me and ooohing and ahhhing and clapping and shouting at me to "fuck that big muthafucker, baby", and things like that. I'd forgotten that we were allowed to have our men behind us to whisper to us, but suddenly I was aware of Dan behind me. He bent down and began kissing my neck and playing with my tits and then he started french-kissing me. I took my hand off that monster dildo and put his hand on it and started encouraging him to fuck me with it. It didn't take much encouragement, and he started really letting me have it with the thing. The crowd loved that even more and between the feeling of being screwed by that monster dick and having Dan kissing me and working on my tits with his free hand, I went off like a rocket. Anyway, I was two out of three so far, and the best part was still to come. God, I know it's awful to say that, but it's true. I really did want to suck those cocks more than anything else. After masturbating in front of a crowd like that and fucking myself with that monster dildo, you'd think that sucking some cock wouldn't be any big deal, but it was the most depraved feeling thing yet. I mean, kneeling there on the stage and having guys come along and stick their cocks in my mouth for a bit, only to have them take it out and have another guy I'd never seen before in my life stick his dick in...that was really a sensation. I've never felt more like a total slut than I did when that was happening. And that feeling is the one that has kept coming back to me over the years, especially during the counseling. It's that kind of wild and crazy desire and passion that I can't give up. There isn't anything like it in the world, and I want it. It's that plain and simple. Anyway, I made it through the initial cock sucking round and was one of the top three, so I got to see how many guys I could suck off to orgasm. One guy had already come in my mouth and the taste of his load only made me more eager to do this part of the competition. Then the weirdest thing happened. Just as I was ready to start taking cum, Dan gets crazy on me and doesn't want me to do this part. Can imagine? I mean, my honor was at stake, as crazy as that sounds. You know? I'd gone this far, and out of seven girls had been chosen to do this part of the competition. I couldn't stop at this point, could I? Dan kept saying that it was too gross, that he didn't want me to have taken the cum of a bunch of other guys, and stuff like that. He said he thought it would really excite him, but that he just couldn't handle it, and for me to please call it off then. He even said he would pay me $500 (the prize money offered to the winner) if I wouldn't finish the competition. I guess that's when I realized just what I am. I didn't care about the $500, and as much as I liked Dan, I didn't really care what he wanted. I wanted to see how many guys I could make come in my mouth, and nothing was going to stop me from doing it. He got really angry and stomped out, and as sad as it is to say it, that's the last time I ever saw or heard from him. I know it was his idea for me to do it, but I still feel badly that he couldn't face me afterward. I guess there is a good side and a bad side to everything. Anyway, I lost myself in sucking cock from that point on, and I couldn't begin to tell you how many guys I sucked. I'm sure someone there knew, because they were keeping count, but all I know is that I worked on man after man, cock after cock, using all the skill I have. There was even one black cock in the bunch, the first I'd ever had, but I couldn't tell much difference if I closed my eyes. I know I really swallowed a lot of cum, and while it didn't bother me at all while it was happening, I guess I had too much for my system, because it made me a little bit sick at my stomach afterward. I hate to say it, especially since Dan and I broke up over it, but I didn't win the cock-sucking competition. My jaw and mouth muscles just couldn't stand the pressure, I guess, and I finally had to call it quits. The girl who won was even younger than I was and the last girl there you would have expected to have been able to suck so much cock, but she sucked off six more guys than I did to win the contest. Afterwards, since I was now alone and unsure if I even had a way to get back home, I went ahead and partied with the others. I was still horny, too, and after all those other things, it wasn't hard to let a few guys fuck me. Okay, I guess it was more than a few. Anyway, I enjoyed it all, even though I couldn't tell you the name of a single guy. I do know that the blonde kid did me at least twice, maybe three times, but I never did hear his name. Oh, and the black guy did me once...I remember that, too. About half-way through the fuckings, they brought out some liquor and I got pretty drunk, so I'm sure I don't remember some of what happened. Some guy took me to his room and I woke up in bed with him the next morning. He was a nice guy and after he got some morning pussy he ordered breakfast in bed for us. I can't believe that I never asked him his name, especially since he gave me some money to get home on, but I guess it didn't seem important at the time. When I did get back home I tried for a while to go back to what had been my normal life, but I was never very successful at that. I'd get along pretty well for a week or two, but then I'd take off driving on the freeway to flash some skin and pick up some guys, or I'd go to a mall in a nearby city and pick up some young guys and suck them off or something. I loved to get two or three young guys together and suck all three of them off, and I did that a lot in those days. I calmed down for a while when I met Robert and quit going to the mall. But even while I was dating Robert, I would still go out on the freeway and flash my tits or show my legs to people, and I'd still sometimes follow some guy and let him have a piece. Then Robert asked me to marry him, and I decided it was time for me to settle down. I know it sounds crazy, but I did two lifeguards while we were on our honeymoon, and we hadn't been married six months before I was "shopping" a lot again. My biggest mistake, and the one that finally resulted in my having the counseling was when I fucked Robert's brother. He felt guilty afterwards and told Robert, who told my mother. Robert and I are still married. I don't know how long it will last, because I'm fucking pretty heavily these days and I guess I'll get caught again. I'm doing my boss, who is in his late fifties, and if he brings in some business associates from out of town I usually do them too. Robert figured out that I was doing my boss and I admitted it. I wasn't going to stop it, you know? He was really upset at first, and then he finally decided that with my boss being so much older and everything that it wasn't worth getting divorced over. I guess it's a good thing he doesn't know how much I adore older men. He made me promise that my boss would be the only one and that I would keep it quiet. He still isn't happy about it, but he tolerates it. He doesn't know about any of the others that I do. I enjoy fucking my boss even more now that Robert knows I'm doing it, but I've still got to have some strange, if you know what I mean. Last summer I even managed to go to that car show again, alone, and it was almost as much fun as it was the first time. I made up a huge lie to tell to Robert, but he bought it, hook, line and sinker. This time I met a biker at the car show who lives only an hour or so away from me, and I'm thinking about partying with him and some of his biker friends sometime, if I can work it out. He wants me to do it, he says, and I think it would be really hot. Especially since I wouldn't know any of them. And I guess bikers can be pretty rough...at least you think of them that way, you know? I still haven't really been in what you'd call a gang bang, but maybe that would be my chance. I don't go to the mall anymore, and I miss those randy young guys (where cock-sucking is concerned, anyway. I much prefer fucking older men, still), but that's a pretty high risk situation, all things considered. I suppose there are those who have trouble understanding how someone like me can want to fuck so much. I don't know exactly how to explain it, although I wish I could. A lot of my desire is somehow or other caught up in the idea of opening my legs...when I start getting real horny that's how I visualize it...I start thinking, "God, I need to spread my legs and let somebody have some." When I ride the freeway I'm thinking about how my legs are open more than anything else, even if I'm showing my tits too. And if I'm home alone and getting real hot I'll just open my legs for the sake of opening my legs, just to make my pussy easy to get to, even if I don't touch it or anything...you know what I mean? Maybe you don't...I guess it's hard for a man to understand, cause you don't have to open your legs to fuck. But for a woman, Master Wade, I guess opening her legs is what gets it all going. I just know that I love the thought and the action of opening my legs wide. I guess some of it is a throwback to Uncle Joe, cause I sure did spread my legs wide a lot for him. Speaking of opening my legs wide, your stories have made me wonder if I might not enjoy having a woman lover, but I haven't gotten around to that yet. And no, I haven't gotten around to some of the other things in your stories yet, either (you know which ones I'm talking about...woof, woof...grin) and I don't think that I will. Unless I get caught again and Robert locks me in the house or something, in which case I guess I'll fuck anything I can find at home to fuck. Well, that's little Mitzi's story, Master Wade. Maybe someday I'll run into a dominant type and try out some of the bondage and discipline and all that stuff that you're into. Who knows, maybe someday I'll figure out a way to visit you for a weekend or something too. In the meantime, keep on writing those sexy stories, and be sure to remember that there are girls like me out there...real girls who love being hot little sexy sluts. Kisses! Love, Mitzi The entire Master Wade series of erotica may be found in The Mansion, the adult area of Wade's World BBS, (703) 694-5460, Ansi terminal emulation, 8,N,1, 1200-9600 baud.