A girlfriend once told me an interesting story that happened her before we met. I had been asking about her sexual history, which was mostly boring. She did, however, have one good story which was about when she and her prior boyfriend went to a rock concert 100 miles away, where they met up with a group of fellow concert goers. Afterwards, they all went out for drinks and then returned to one of the couple’s apartment in that city. Everyone decided to spend the night there, as it was late and they all had too much to drink.
So, she and her boyfriend were given one ...... bag and one of the single guys had brought one as well. As it was a one-bedroom apartment, all seven or eight people would have to ...... in the living room. In the middle of the night, she had to ******** and climbed out of the bag and found the bathroom in the dark. When she returned, she was completely blind after having been in the brightly lit bathroom. She found her ...... bag and crawled in next to her boyfriend. He surprised her by feeling her up and grinding his hard-on into her ass. She figured that she should hurry up and get it over with fast, before he woke up anyone else, so she pulled down her panties and let him fuck in the spoon position. She was beginning to enjoy the fucking when she noticed that something was wrong: his hands were far too big and too strong. In addition, his cock didn't feel familiar. She wasn't entirely sure she was right, so she let him keep fucking her. A strange voice whispered in her ear, "I am getting close. Is it okay to cum in you?"
She was horrified, but she didn't want to make a scene and wake up her ...... boyfriend, so she told him that she wanted to swallow him instead. She then dutifully crawled deeper into the ...... bag and sucked the strange cock until he blew his load into her mouth. She then climbed out the bag and rushed into the bathroom, where she spit out his load and gargled with mouthwash. This time, she turned off the bathroom light and waited until she could see in the dark before heading back into the living room.
In the morning, she and her boyfriend were some of the last to wake up. The guy she had sex with was gone.
I loved the story, but I realized that her count of lovers was off by one, as the mystery man had been her actual sixth lover, not me. She argued that he didn't count. My retort was that if a man cums anywhere inside her body, he counts.