Janey goes to the noodle camp 2
Janey and John were headed to the noodle camp. I knew it was a nudist camp, but since I was going to see bunches of noodles, I called it a noodle camp.
John had received a very valuable invite to an very exclusive party. I knew since we had to get blood tests to prove we had no STDs we would be in for one hell of a fuck fest. Little did I know what I was getting into.
In my many years on this earth, I thought I had done about everything sexual, but I was about to learn more.
My first perversion was licking my hand after using it to wipe my pussy after I peed. To this day, every time I pee, I wipe with my hand and lick it or suck it clean. While learning this trait, I also learned that I liked to be watched as I peed.
My next perversion was fucking my dog. It started by accident, but I enjoyed it immensely, and have done it for many years. It is the best fuck any woman can have. Through having sex with my dog, I learned to suck cock, which I dearly love, swallowing all that good cum, and take a big cock up my asshole. I want a cock so big in my ass, that it makes me cry from the pain, but then comes the pleasure. It is an acquired taste.
With my years with Teri, I have learned to be an excellent cunt licker.
I have a collection of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, paddles, clamps, and suction tubes, second to none. I even have a sex swing hanging from my bedroom ceiling.
A few times with Teri, she introduced me to two of her “underage” girl friends. This is where my ability to ‘eat out’ a good pussy came in. During these sessions is where I learned to taste, sip, and then drink piss as it comes from a young pussy. Tasting my piss was nothing compared to tasting the hot, streaming, sometime tasting sweet (or I thought so), piss as it gushed all over my face. In my eyes, ears, nose and soaking my hair.
Having parted with Teri and hooking up with John, I have learned to enjoy licking a pussy that has just been filled with man cum. John would take me to parties where there was many gays and lesbians. Most, if not all were bi-sexual. This is where I had my first 3 way.
At the parties, I could pick out the cocks I wanted.
As we arrived at the camp we were met at the gate. We were asked for our membership cards. We didn’t have one but showed him our invitation. His face lit up and his whole demeanor changed.
As we were in the unisex changing room, John told me a few rules. We were to carry a towel with us anywhere we went. We were to act like our bottoms were filthy, and to not let them touch anything. Anywhere we sit or lean, the towel goes down first.
You do not talk to another guest about their sex organs. No “WOW, My Oh My, or Damn that is a Beaut”. If you were to be placed to where you were to have sex, you can talk about it then.
That pretty much is the rules. As we came out of the dressing room to find the golf cart, my cunt was already wet.
If you readers want part 3, I need at least 18 positive votes…. . Janey
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