Navy Nurse Ch. 16

"Well, OK, then! As a slut and skank, I would be happy to substitute for the originally scheduled slut and shank."

"Good girl! I thought I could count on you. Make sure you get there by 7:00 PM tonight."

"I know the drill."

Consequently, Diana had to ensure that Laura would be looked after while she was gone. At least Laura was on solid foods, and no longer breast feeding. This spared Diana the hassle she endured during the previous orgy in pumping her breasts and refrigerating the expressed milk.

So she said to her nanny, "Astrid, a last-minute emergency has happened, and I have to leave at about six o'clock tonight, and I won't be back until tomorrow morning. So I need you to stay home to take care of Laura while I'm gone."

"But this is my scheduled night off."

"I'll reschedule another substitute night off for you."

"But, I have a date with Robert tonight."

This would be Robert Morley, an actual potential natural father of Laura. He was one of the males who had vaginal intercourse during Diana's participation at the Frat gangbang orgy two years previously, wherein she got pregnant. A subsequent DNA paternity test eliminated him as a possible sire, and so Diana, in essence, lost interest in him. However, since they had had a threesome sex with Astrid, recognizing there was no future with Diana, Morley turned his attention to Astrid, and so the two of them became fuck buddies.

Annoyed by Astrid's resistance, Diana scoffed, "Date? What date? All you do is go to his place and fuck."

With her hackles now raised, the Norwegian nanny protested, "Excuse me. My English is not so good. If I make love to a man at his home and that's not a date, then what is the correct word for it?"

Starting to lose patience, Diana ignored the question and replied instead, "For heaven's sakes Astrid. Why don't you just get him to come here, and you can fuck away to your heart's content so long as you take care of Laura's needs."

"I thought you had said that your father, as my employer, would forbid me to have any visitors to my room."

"Obviously, my father has the authority to allow for exceptions, and I'll talk to him."

"I don't know. I think it's much easier for me to go to Robert. Why can't you hire a babysitter for tonight?"

"If you force me to hire a babysitter service, which I understand charges $15 per hour, I will have the cost taken off your salary. That won't make a good night for you, because every hour you spend with Robert will cost you accordingly."

Astrid flinched at that notion since her agreed wages were less than the babysitter fees. So she tried one more tactic, "Why can't your mother babysit? I heard your parents aren't going out tonight. I'm sure she would not charge you for babysitting her granddaughter."

"Look, Astrid, the reason my parents hired you in the first place was so that my mother would not be burdened in helping to raise my child. She has raised three girls, including me, all the time while working as an attorney. At her age, she does not relish helping to raise a fourth girl. Thus, asking my mother to babysit Laura is out of the question. So what's it going to be Astrid? Shall I call the babysitting service?"

Sensing defeat, Astrid figuratively raised the white flag and said, "OK. I will stay home. I tell Robert of the change of plans. You talk to your father so Robert can see me?"

"Sure thing Astrid. I'll talk to my father right away and let you know within the hour."

Diana was upset by this contretemps with Astrid. She had never been as aggravated with her nanny. Astrid's initial resistance to consenting to a work schedule change was unprecedented as up to now; there had been a cordial relationship between them. Diana began to worry that Astrid was not putting her duty to help take care of Laura as a top priority, as she had when she first started her employment. Anyway, Diana had told a white lie in that her father had never been perturbed if Astrid had any visitors to her room so long as Laura's needs were accounted for. So Diana did not even alert her father, and considered that she was free to attend the Frat party orgy.

To prepare for the orgy, she took a nap in the afternoon lasting three hours to ensure that she would have plenty of stamina to endure the event. She took a thorough, long-lasting shower so that she was squeaky clean. Since she was going to be naked for the entire night, she didn't have to stress herself over her wardrobe. She didn't even bother with a bra, just a shirt and jeans were sufficient, and only an overcoat and boots to make herself alluring and not frumpy. With this unexpected opportunity to participate in the gangbang orgy, Diana's attitude this time around was different from the orgy of the previous two years. In the latter case, she'd had only one experience in oral sex, plus a lesbian sex play with her sister, but nothing else.

Consequently, she had been technically a virgin. As a virgin, though, she was not a sexual neophyte, and so she was not nervous or jittery by the prospect of the gangbang sex. She was nineteen years of age, after all. Still, she was unsure of what joy or other emotions to expect in the event. Of course, after a few sessions, the novelty of having finally experienced full-blown sex had worn off, so that she was free to savor the pleasures incidental to the sensation of fucking so many men in one night.

This time, no longer a novice in participating in the orgy, her outlook was more sophisticated. During the previous orgy, she was conscious of the criticism that she would most likely face amongst acquaintances who were, or were to become, privy to her licentiousness in voluntarily submitting to what would be considered tawdry even a depraved sexual bacchanal. Even her mother, who loved her unconditionally, was certainly appalled when she first learned of the circumstances of how her first granddaughter was conceived. Diana had no issues with such criticism, but she was particularly unnerved by the antics of some of the men who did fuck her during the orgy. They had no qualms in verbally insulting and humiliating her during the sexual intercourses.

The most egregious culprits of such offensive behavior, firstly, were her initial 'visitor,' Tyrone. That gentleman demanded she performs anilingus on him. When she complied with his demand, he had the nerve to insult her character for doing so. The second offender was a George Cunningham who, while she was giving head, forced his hands on the back of her head to forcibly apply full pressure on his cock boring into her mouth. Ignoring her desperate nonverbal signals imploring him to cease, he did not relent and finally caused her to vomit. He had the chutzpah to blame her for this misfortune. It bemused Diana to reflect that she was considered a slut for submitting to a gangbang while the men would be regarded as studs. However, she was not overly annoyed by this kind of double standard that her sex was subjected to.

This time around, Diana's anticipated pleasure in participating in the orgy was predicated on two factors. From her perspective, participating in an orgy with multiple sex partners is, by definition, an exhilarating erotic experience. More importantly, fucking seventy-five or more men in one sexual occurrence is a unique experience, which not too many could boast of. In that regard, she was conscious that this opportunity to fuck so many men at one time is almost unlikely to ever avail for her again. She realized that was not her mindset previously, and it was an incidental lucky circumstances, that she was able to experience a reprise of such excessive sexual frolics. Thus, she was determined to make the most of this second opportunity.

Diana's philosophy of life was based on the truism that we all die, and that we have only one life to live. That being the case, it follows that a day without sex is simply a day without sex that can no longer be regained or substituted. In formulating such a conception, Diana had been influenced by a satirical observation penned by Mark Twain in one of his writings regarding the dissonant nature of mankind. It would appear that the most desirable and pleasant activity man engages while on earth is to have sex. The most annoying and boring activity for man is to attend church services for an hour once a week, wherein one only sings hosannas to God. And what does man ultimately aspire to? Why it's to get to heaven. So what happens in heaven? Well, there's no sex in heaven! Oh! What then does one do in heaven? Why it's to sing hosannas to God all the time! An activity that man is hard put to tolerate enduring even for one hour per week.

The most critical factor for Diana to allow for unfettered joy in participating in this orgy was her belief that there was virtually no detrimental cost to her reputation. Her best friend Makayla Brown, being a past orgy volunteer herself, would have no leg to stand on to criticize her. Her sisters were cool with her randy behavior, and her parents were incapable of criticizing her. As for her other Michigan friends and acquaintances, once she graduated, she was unlikely to continue such relationships. Her Navy career would have her traveling and residing all over the globe, and, therefore, she would be acquiring new friends and acquaintances. In other words, once she was finished at the University of Michigan, she would have a clean slate without any known history of sexual deviance to mar her future career. With such thoughts, Diana believed that for this orgy, she had a license to behave as wanton and as lewd as she dared. Thus, her perceived outlook reinforced her determination to make the most of this orgy.

Diana arrived at the Frat house around half-past seven. She picked up a gin and tonic drink as she proceeded to the wing of the house, to the location of the four bedrooms for the unique entertainment. She hugged Makayla, who was privy to the last minute change whereby Diana would be a volunteer for the Frat party gangbang for the second time.

The latter quipped, "So, you deserve congratulations, Diana. Now you, along with me, are the only two girls to have participated as volunteers to be gangbanged at the Frat's annual orgy on two different times."

Diana giggled as she responded, "Well, you knew I couldn't allow you to surpass me in orgy frolics."

Diana greeted Penelope Gomez, the other hostess, besides Makayla, assigned to prep the ticket holders for their visit, and Patricia McDonald, the hostess in charge of escorting the ticket holders to the individual entertainment rooms. Then she turned to the unique entertainment reception desk where Barbara Spencer was holding the fort.

Diana greeted her, "Well, hello, Ms. Spencer it looks, like déjà vu for us. Only this time I'm the one getting to fuck all the hunks, while you'll be in charge of making sure the fucking keeps cumming, pun intended by the way. My, but don't you look very fetching in your delightful outfit. I bet a lot of the ticket holders, upon seeing you, will regret that you are not one of the volunteers and have to settle for drab old me."

Barbara answered, "Thank you for the compliment Ms. Van Buren, although I'm sure they won't be disappointed in having to fuck you instead of me. But I'm surprised to see you. I know you're a senior, and I didn't think seniors were allowed to volunteer on account of their inability to act as hostesses in the following year. You are graduating this year, aren't you?"

"Yes indeed, this is my final year at U of M. I guess you haven't heard that Freda Lawson, the girl who was supposed to be here tonight, had to have her appendix surgically removed this morning, so she is in no shape to perform tonight. Luckily for the Frat, I was available and deemed to be an adequate replacement. I'm sure the Frat will resolve its hostess problems next year, but of course, that's not my concern."

Barbara chuckled, "Oh yes, you're certainly adequate. I'm sure I don't have to calm your nerves like you had to do for me last year."

"Yes, but as soon as you overcome your apprehensions, you did fine. You edged out my friend Makayla Brown in fucking one more guy than she. That was a remarkable achievement considering she was deliberately trying to fuck 103 guys to top my record of 101 men plus one woman."

"Oh, I didn't know that. Wait a minute what do you mean you fucked a woman at your orgy?"

"That's another story. You can ask Makayla about it when you both have time tonight. Anyway, I have special instructions for you. I know that Patricia probably will only be able to scrape up one man for each of us volunteer entertainers, for the first and maybe even for the second session. But after that or as soon as possible, I want to take on two or three men each session until and unless I tell you otherwise."

"Oh my! Are you then trying to establish an all-time record?"

"Not necessarily. You remember that to calm your nerves last year, I pointed out that the opportunity to fuck in an orgy like this, and to fuck so many men at one time, is a once in a lifetime experience, that you will always remember for the rest of your life. So since this is truly my last opportunity to be fucked by so many men, I want to fuck as many men as I can. In addition to fucking as many men as I can, I also want to try as many different positions and variety of sex that is humanly possible to experience at one time. So yes, quantity is important, but so will be the quality. What I want as an outcome for tonight is to accumulate enough saucy tales to regale my grandchildren, so that they will view me as more than just a frail old woman without any teeth. Since I already have a daughter, there's a very good chance I'll have grandchildren, and maybe I'll even have great-grandchildren to entertain in this manner. This then is my version of the big bang theory."

Barbara Spencer laughed as she replied, "OK then! I'll see what I can do. But tell me something. I know that speaking for myself, I sure as hell don't spend any time contemplating as to what I would be like when I'm a grandmother, and worry about what kind of stories about myself I'll be able to say to any grandchildren I might have. So, where did you come up with this concern? Do you then have a grandmother who has been telling you lurid tales about her exotic past?"

"No, I don't, as all four of my grandparents are dead. My mother was forty-one when she gave birth to me, and my father was four years older. My mother's mother died before I reached my fifth birthday, and so I have only a spotty memory of her. My father's mother died before I was born. To answer your question, I have to say that I have always been intrigued by celebrities who have the same first name as me. So I have paid special attention to them as opposed to other celebrities. The three most famous Dianas whom I know of, are Princess Diana, Diana Ross, and Diana Rigg. As the first mentioned, Diana was royalty, and the second was an African American singer, I didn't identify with them as readily as I did to the British actress Diana Rigg. By the way, have you watched the HBO TV series the 'Game of Thrones'?"

"Oh, yes, indeed! I've watched every episode, and I was enthralled. Mind you, I hated the ending, as I was cheering for Daenerys to prevail ultimately, and ascend to the Iron Throne."

"Oh yes, I had the same reaction upon the conclusion of the series. Now as you know then, that Diana Rigg played the character Olenna Tyrell as grandmother to the character Margaery Tyrell. In one of the episodes, I believe it was in the third season, Olenna advising Margery on how to use her feminine whiles to control the king she was to marry, baldly stated that she was a hottie in her day, quite capable of attracting carnal desire from any man. Now the makeup for Diana Rigg's character in the show was exaggerated to emphasize her old aged misshapen appearance, presumably to cast doubt in the mind of the viewer as to the veracity of her character's assertion. Actually, when viewing current photos of Dianna Rigg in real life today, her features are much more inviting, and not so hideous, as depicted in the show. But more importantly, though, if one examines the photos of Diana Rigg taken when she was in her twenties or her thirties, there is no denying that she was a very good looking if not a gorgeous woman. This reality provides credence to Olenna's statement, but it also emphasizes the doubt that the character granddaughter Margery may have had.

"You see, I believe in everyday life, grandchildren generally have no concept as to how attractive their grandparents might have been in their day, nor are they even curious about their history. Alas, it isn't until the grandparents have died that the grandchildren evince any real interest in their grandparents' lives. Then, unfortunately, they have only the recollections of their parents to fill in the gaps. Given that their lack of interest in their parents' history, it is understandable that these parents cannot give a more precise account of the grandparents' lives.

"So the onus is on the grandparents, while alive, to impart their history to the grandchildren themselves so that these grandchildren would have some personal awareness of their direct ancestors. Of course, teenagers and young adults have little patience for hearing ancient mundane stories. Therefore, the grandmother must be able to recount truly sensational and exciting incidents. I trust that this orgy should provide me with sufficient diversion to hold the interest of any grandchild, preferably granddaughter, who I might have or even a great-grandchild of suitable age."

Barbara laughed at Diana's weird rationale for her desire to have multiple partners to fuck in this orgy exclusively. She did not take Diana's remarks at face value, but she was amused nonetheless. Getting down to the business at hand, she replied, "Oh, I'm certain there will be lots of diversions indeed for you to enjoy tonight, which will no doubt fascinate the minds of any grandchildren you might have in the future. Your room for tonight is the one over there. I see that Patricia has already gone down to the party area to gather up the first bunch of ticket holders for you volunteers to entertain."

"OK, then Barb. I guess I best get ready for my first bang of the evening."

Thereupon, Diana sauntered to her designated room. She undressed and hung her minimal clothes and purse in the empty closet. She fetched a tube of KY Jelly from her bag and placed the lubricant under the pillow. She then struck a brazen pose, waiting for her first ticket holder to join her.