I woul like to tell you about an incident which was my second awakening, possibly as significant as my first. In "Awakening." I wrote about how Richard prised me out of my shell, using his very capable cock. Fast forward to 2009. I won't bore with too much about the five years between, but some is necessary to establish a framework. During that time, I tried very hard to make up for lost time. I fucked just about every man who would have me. They were not all a success, a few I regretted and one or two left me physically damaged. I had little trouble picking up men, it's easy, just let them think that they are picking you up. Men like to think that they have 'scored' with you. In fact, it was the other way round, I was scoring with them. When I started, I had no idea how or where to get picked up. Richard had done it at a hotel bar and that seemed like a good place to start. I was soon getting what I wanted, but it was always safe sex. I could be begging to be fucked, but there was always that delay while the condom was fitted. Once a cock is in me, I can not feel the condom, but knowing that precious spunk will end up being thrown away seems such a waste. And then there is that rubber smell. Awful. You will have heard of 'penis envy', where a woman is supposed to wish that she had her own cock. I never have. What I am jealous of is ejaculation. Some women claim that they 'squirt', I have rubbed myself raw trying and I can't. So I rejoice in what a man can shoot. I have come to love it. On me or in me. I like to feel it and taste it, but mostly I like to see it shoot, it seems so joyous. Men like it too and they like that I like it, why else would the porn industry call it the money-shot. So a perfect fuck, would be to know that it is being pumped into me and not a condom. I met Alex in a bar about four years after Richard. I really fancied him, normally it was a case of, 'he'll do.' He asked if I was staying at the hotel, I said no, then asked; "You?" "No." "Pity." "Shall I try to get a room?" This was not that uncommon, if a man goes to a hotel bar to pull and fails, he has wasted money on a room unless resident anyway. It had happened to me before and I had said yes, get a room. This time, I said; "My flat is quite close." He turned out to be everything I could want in a man and more. He was the first man to fuck me up the arse without a condom. It was also the first time that I had been fucked bareback in either place since Richard. Richard had rimmed my arse, my first experience of any kind of anal play, but he had not buggered me and I would have stopped him if he had tried. But in the months following my return from greece, I had done plenty of research, including watching porn. Anal was usually part of everything that I watched. I was determined to try it. I had already purchased one dildo, I bought another. An anal dildo. Contrary to expectations, I found it quite pleasant. I suppose to some extent, it seemed quite naughty. And I wanted to be naughty. But it was some months later that I tried a real cock. My first was a handsome Dutch man, one of they few that I had found who wanted to lick my cunt, the real way to a woman's heart. He also licked my arse. I obviously liked it. "May I fuck you there?" He asked, very politely. "Yes please," I thought. "If you can do it gently, yes." I said. He was gentle, I liked it and have been doing it ever since. But I really need to be in the right mood. Alex and I had being seeing each other for about six weeks. One Saturday night, we had eaten out and gone back to my place. I was on all fours, Alex was gently pumping my cunt, warming me up before moving on to my arse. We had done this before. He had me well lubed and had opened me up with his fingers. He eased his cock out of my cunt and pressed the tip against my arsehole. I blurted out; "Do it without the condom, I want your spunk inside me." He hesitated, moved away slightly while he removed the rubber, then he was pushing inside. Shortly after he moved in with me. He has a flat in Edinburgh, which we often use for weekends, but he had recently been transferred to the London office and was temporarily living in the company's apartment. After about six months of cohabiting, I started to get itchy feet, or more accurately, an itchy cunt. I was missing the variety that pre-Alex life had afforded. Rather than cheat on him, I told him how I felt. He said that he understood, that he frequently lusted after other women. Then he suggested something that I was not expecting; "If you need to scratch your itch, provided you use protection, I'm okay with it. I would rather share you than lose you. But I must be allowed a bit of scratching as well." So we tried it. It was not a roaring success, condoms were back, but our acceptance of the fact that neither of us were monamorous, led to something else. We were friends with another couple, Dianne and Russel. We went out together and frequenly ate in together, one couple cooking for the other. After such a meal, well lubricated by good wine, Alex and I returned from the clearing up to find them in a passionate embrace on the sofa. Diann'e dress had ridden up, revealing stocking tops and plenty of thigh. Dianne was very flirty, when she was around, sex was always simmering on a low burner. She made no secret of the fact that she fancied Alex. Alex said; "Don't mind us you two, go ahead and fuck, we'll just watch. " He meant it as a joke. (I think.) But to my surprise, they did just that! We watched in amazement as tits were revealed, followed closely by Russell's very nice cock. Dianne's knickers were quickly removed and Russel was soon ball deep, fucking as though his life depended on it. Alex fished out his cock and wanked while he watched. I just watched. It was a huge turn-on, Alex and I watched porn together, but this was our own, private, live-sex show. When it was over, they half apologised, Russel said thad they sometimes fucked in public places, they found it exiting. He hoped that we were not offended. Alex said that on the contrary, he had enjoyed it. As they left, Dianne turned to me and said; "I was rather hoping that you might join in." They dressed and left. Alex and I fucked like snakes that night. Our next get-together was at their house in the suburbs. Dianne cooked. The wine flowed. After dinner, Dianne said; "It's your turn to give us a show. Don't be shy, you're among friends." I looked at Alex. He shrugged. He fucked me on their sofa. I was conscious of our audience to begin with, but soon forgot them as Alex's tongue focused my attention. When we eventually uncoupled, Dianne and Russell were both naked. Russell looked at me and said simply; "Ready for seconds?" I looked at Alex for permission. He nodded. We changed partners. Russell was a first-class fuck. I came on his cock, that doesn't often happen with a stranger. He pumped a generous amount of spunk into my cunt, my seconds. We were just in time to see Dianne receive Alex's tribute. She was astride him in an armchair. We agreed that it had been one of our better evenings dressed and left. Back at home, Alex had insisted on, as he described it; "Fucking you wet." With Russells spunk still inside me. Over the next few months, we had several foursomes. I discovered that I like to watch and be watched. I also fulfiiled an ambition to be fucked by two men at once, one in my cunt and one in my arse. I then witnessed Dianne receiving the same. Alex and I were still enjoying life together, including a very good sex life. There was never a hint of jealousy. After one particulary exhausting session, Russel asked; "Would you be interested in widening the circle?" He explained that they had the same kind of relationship with two other couples, always seperately, but that they had all agreed that a four couple session might be fun. We agreed. The first session was a bit awkward. Dianne and Russel knew everyone, but the others were strangers to each other. Being introduced to someone with the knowledge that he will shortly be pumping spunk into you, and that his partner was going to be fucked by my partner, was a bit strange. I got over it. It was perfect for me, I had Alex as my anchor and was getting my itch scratched every which way. And bareback! Being able to enjoy my very favourite bodily fluid. Four couples, eight naked bodys, needs a bit of a system if it's going to work. Eight in, or on a bed is a crowd. At first, we would decide who was going to fuck who and in what order, by dealing cards. Then the matching couple would go to bedroom to do the deed, returning to the main room for refreshments and your next partner. But we all have our fantasies, and this was a perfect arena to enact them. The protagonists would perform, the rest watch. To convert sitting rooms into a sex stage, we bought the biggest mattress topper we could find, pushed the seats back and laid the topper on the floor as a kind of performing couch. We could request a fantasy session at any time, mine was a cum-shower. I know, pretty standard stuff. But I had seen it in porn and I fancied it. Others could be more imaginative. One such occasion was when Sophie requested a d.p. But that was not unusual. Russel was asked to be front man, with Alex in the back door. Russel laid on the floor and was mounted by Sophie. Alex lubed his cock and Sophies anus. Then he hesitated. He turned and handed the lube to Ben, Sophies husband, saying; "I'd like you to fuck my arse as I fuck Sophie's." There was a stunned silence. Up to that point, the sex had been hetero. This was new. "Why not?" Said Ben. "I'm up for that." I knew that Alex enjoyed anal penetration with my fingers or a dildo, but best of all, with a strap on. He liked me to peg him face to face, so that he could watch my tits bounce as I rammed him. His cock would go soft as I entered, but would stiffen again if I wanked it or if he did. He had never said that he wanted to try a real cock. Until now. Alex eased himself into Sophie accompanied by the expected grunts as her two holes accomodated the intruders. Then Ben guided his cock past Alex's oily pucker. It took a while to find for them to find sync, but soon they were working each other like a mechanical toy. FFM's, MMF's, or in this case, an MMMF, were not uncommon. Fine for the participants but watchers would be left to play with themselves, on this occasion, there was only one cock not in use, Clive's. He was sitting on one sofa wthe Dianne sitting alongside, wanking him. As we watched, Dianne mounted Clive's cock in reverse cowgirl, so that she could conitue watching. I was on the other sofa, next to Anne, his wife. We were both pretty much naked. Anne turned to me and said; "And then there were none. What's a girl to do when there are no available cocks?" She leaned across and kissed me on the mouth. My instinct was to recoil, but my head was against the back of the seat. Her kiss was somehow softer than a man's, more gentle. I confess to being curious about lesbian sex, it was a feature of porn. I kissed back. Her hand came up and cupped my tit, I put my arm around her and the kiss intensified. I could feel her tits agaist mine, her nipples against mine, like pressing myself against a warm mirror. She pulled away, moved down and took each nipple in turn into her mouth, teasing rather than sucking. Was she going to kiss my cunt? I so wanted it. What I got was so much better. She layed me back on the couch and sraddled my body, leaned forward, tits teasing mine, kissed me again then told me bring my knees up into the fucking position. She raised her body and repositioned it, lowering herself until our cunts kissed. French kissed on the cunt, by a cunt. Imagine all your fireworks going off at the same time. That's what it felt like. So slippery, so wet and yet sticky. By that time, I had gone Holywood, bald pubes. Ann had a landing strip. As she began to grind against me, the strip rubbed my open cunt, it was like being sandpapered. Just as if became uncomfortable, the roughness was replaced by the slick smoothness of her cunt lips. The effect was sensational, I didnt want it to stop. It had to of course, it ended by me having a massive orgasm. Cunt glued to mine, Ann climaxed with me. I had just been fucked by a woman. We lay wrapped in each others arms for a long time. When we peeled apart our sticky bodies, we had an audience. The fuck on the other sofa and the four-way on the floor, had all stopped to watch! It was my second awakening. Our group sessions had just been given another dimension. Not only did I now have four cocks at my disposal, I also had three cunts.