My boyfriend has had the same pack of buddies since high school. Three of them, all named John, believe it or not, plus my boyfriend, Joseph.
When they’re all over, I love cooking for them, serving them, basking in their energy. It’s the submissive in me, I guess. But more so, I think the food and waiting is a symbol. Their satisfaction is the only thing I can get from them publicly…instead of getting what I really want.
And what’s that? Cum. All their cum. I have a whole secret fantasy I like to think about a lot.
It starts with Joseph leading me into a room with a bed under a spotlight. He kisses me, strips me down so I’m completely naked, and then has me lie down on the bed.
Then, he snaps each of my wrists into a leather cuff so I’m tied down, helpless, but hungry.
Joseph circles around now, climbing on top of me. He unzips his pants, revealing a giant erection, which he plunges right into me, fucking me so hard. I moan, spreading my legs as wide as I can, begging for his cum. After I’ve pleaded to his satisfaction, he pulls out, squirting this glistening load of jizz all over my stomach.
Suddenly, out of the darkness one of the Johns appears: they’ve all been in the shadows, watching us the whole time.
Now Joseph walks over to my head; John meets us there. He unzips his pants. Joseph opens my mouth and makes start to suck John off. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I see another John appear.
This John roughly tosses my legs upward: he wants my tight little asshole. I grunt as he pushes in, loving the totally full sensation. The jizz was dripping down my leg.
And just as I think I couldn’t possibly be more used, the third John arrives, takes off his pants and straddles my chest. I hear Joseph bark from somewhere unseen for me to push my breasts tight around his cock, and I do. John fucks my tits and I feel his friction warming my chest.
It’s such a rush to think of Joseph watching me get fucked by all his friends. My head is swimming; I’m dying to come myself. But not until the big finish.
Suddenly, all the Johns begin shooting cum like dominoes: the first drenches my face; the second sprays my asshole and legs; the third empties all over my tits. It’s just raining cum all over me.
Then Joseph reappears: he’s been jacking off this entire time. He walks up, sticks his cock in my mouth and makes me swallow this giant wad of cum.
I’m covered inside and out now with so much hot jizz. And then Joseph makes me masturbate for all of them: they all watch me rub my soaking wet pussy until I come, screaming.
So…what do you think? Maybe I’m crazy, but thinking of this just drives me nuts.
I have these two best guy friends—the three of us have been friends since
Kindergarten—and as long as I can remember they’ve been like two big competitive
bulldogs constantly trying to best the other. Grade school was all about sports and
other normal things, and then puberty hit and they went nuts. I had to be the
witness while they counted their pubic hairs, racked up dates over the summer. Who
felt how many tits? And of course, how big is my cock?
Tonight—and it only took them each like two beers to get here—we were on the subject
of whose cum tastes better.
“That would imply you’ve tasted your own cum at some point.” Marc chided Bobby. I
was sitting between them on my couch. “And that’s about the gayest thing I’ve
heard.”
“No it completely doesn’t and don’t be a homophobe,” Bobby fired back. “You’re just
being a douche to dodge the subject. I’m just saying I’m sure mine tastes better
because I eat better than you do.”
“You eat lettuce, tofu and Styrofoam. I eat ice cream and steak.”
And once all this stalling banter finally fizzled out, guess what: I got to be judge.
Oh yeah, did I mention we sometimes all fuck each other too? I think their biggest
game, in the end, is who will finally win me. But that sounds really conceited, even
though it’s been quite a ride to date. But anyway, let’s get back to the cum at
hand:
I knelt at their feet: their eyes were so wide. Who to pick? Like a cat, I chose to
crawl up Marc’s lap and start undoing his belt. By the time I had his cock out, it
was very, very hard. Gripping it firmly, I took it in my mouth and started giving
him the best, tightest blow job I could.
Meanwhile, I could see Bobby had his eyes on me. And I made sure to give a little
show: hardly utilitarian about this, I truly savored Marc’s cock, feeling my own
tits through my shirt with my free hand, giving little moans. I even deepthroated
him at one point, and I loved the gasp I got out Marc when I did.
I really was in love with them both. So it was no surprise that as I felt Marc get
ready to spurt, I upturned my face, dying to get covered in his jizz. His cock was
so slick with my spit, that I easily jacked him off the last second or two before he
suddenly squirted his load. He shot it out pretty far, and very thickly: he hit me
all over the face, and, of course, onto my waiting tongue. As I relished it in my
mouthy, he stroked my hair with his hand.
“SO, Jeannie?” Bobby asked.
“Won’t say a thing til all entries are in,” I answered. “So, are you entering me or
not?”
Bobby eagerly took out his cock and met me as I plunged it in my mouth. He really
fucked my face more than Marc did, excitedly thrusting his cock in and out of me.
His pubic hair tickled my nose and made me giggle, but he really worked his cock
otherwise as well as any porn star. But quick as he fucks, he cums just as fast.
Almost immediately he pulled out and began firing jizz all over my face. I opened my
mouth, extending my tongue to catch all of it I could, like snowflakes. I swished it
around in my mouth, thinking.
I looked at each of them. They were totally dying.
“I would have to say…” Honestly, Marc’s ice cream and steak theory was right. But
I’m not an idiot. “I need more evidence.”
“Oh really,” Bobby said, standing, scooping me up. Marc followed, and started to
mess with my fly and pull my jeans down. “We’ll have to see what we can do about
that.”
Oh yeah, there was a lot of fucking. I could’ve had twenty women do taste tests in
the end I was so covered. My girlfriends say I should pick between them and be done.
I say, with that much cock in my back pocket: why should I ever?
Pics of Cum for Cover
I just lost my virginity recently, and it was so huge for me… I really didn’t know
how much I liked cocks and cum! Getting fucked really woke something up in me. And
as a little confession and bit of evidence, I can’t resist writing about this dream
I had last night…
I was in this beautiful stone room with torches blazing, and tons of masked, naked
men held on leashes by robed, faceless figures. These men were specimens of offering
to me. I could feel my pussy get so wet!
I shouted an order, and some other faceless figures put together a circle of eight
low stools. Slowly, I began to walk up and down the line of naked men. Their cocks
were thick, hard and at the ready. There were hairy ones, long ones, big balls,
smaller balls, and I touched them all. Very leisurely and carefully in fact. I was
definitely inspecting them, having fun squeezing, petting them, weighing their balls
in my hand. When I reached the end of the line, I turned, and selected eight of
them. They were lead, each one of them, onto a stool.
Then, everyone left us. Just me and the masked men, cocks teased and throbbing. I
stood in the center of the circle.
As it turned out, I was some kind of jizz vampire. While the men kept their hands
behind their backs obediently, I began to suck each of them very hungrily. My mouth
tight and hot, I licked and sucked and jerked all of them off. And when they came, I
always did something different. Sometimes I swallowed the cum, letting it slide so
deliciously down my throat. Or maybe I let it shoot all over my face, loving the
soft wetness. I even opened my shirt and jerked off two guys until they squirted
loads of jizz all over my tits.
Once this was done, I stood in the center again and took my clothes off. Every last
bit: I stood totally naked, my long hair down, tickling the top of my ass. I was
getting ready for a “shower.” I remember feeling so horny, that this first round of
just playing around with cum wasn’t enough.
I got down on all fours and the men stepped off their stools. One of them
immediately grabbed my ass, spread my cheeks and began rubbing his hardening cock on
my little asshole. In fact, they all picked a different part—arms, back, feet—and
began working themselves up. There was this flurry of cocks all around me, and in my
pussy, ass and mouth, and I loved watching and feeling them use my body to work
themselves up.
And then suddenly—whoosh—they all began to let loose. Huge loads of cum shot all
over my ass, my back, my face, my hanging tits, my stomach, my legs and feet. They
were just covering me in jizz and I remember sticking my tongue out to try and lap
it up from wherever I could as it shot out.
Once done, they all rubbed their big strong hands over me, making sure my skin just
glistened head to toe. I was this glowing jizz goddess, reveling in the smell, feel
and sight of it all. After this, they tenderly picked me up and carried me to a
beautiful bed, and I fell asleep…but then I really woke up. Best dream ever!
I lost my virginity when I was 23. Had to.
I’m sure I have a brain tumor, my sex drive’s so ravenous (I masturbate 3 times a day, sometimes more). For a long time it kept me from having any real long-term relationship, because I was so hungry, yet so desperate to be a good girl. I’d just avoid men altogether. That is, until I decided to use a fuck-buddy to keep me satisfied in the meantime.
This stunt cock thought it was the best thing ever to cum inside a woman. His cock would disappear inside me and make its little wet squooshy deposit. Once done, he’d be cheering, throwing confetti and unfurling “Go me!” signs, but I’d be lying there thinking, “You even broke your best time record. Whoopee.”
Soon, however, my plan worked. While I fucked donut cock at home, I fell for rugged new tire Henry. When things officially became serious, I sent Wonder Cock packing.
I managed to wait a whole month more before finally going nuts on Henry. And he was such a gentleman, letting me decide if I was ready.
Here’s what happened when I was: I arrived at his place one night. He opened the door, and I began to just kiss and kiss him. We were in his bedroom in a minute. I pushed him down, straddled him, took out his cock and eagerly sucked it in my wet mouth.
I worked and worked him, wondering when he’d cum. With my fuck buddy, he would just fill my mouth up like a soft-serve ice cream machine and I’d swallow.
But not Henry.
Suddenly, he gripped my hips and groaned “Stop.” He turned me around, practically ripped off my shirt so my tits were free. He pushed me down and straddled my chest, his cock right in my face.
He told me to squeeze my tits around his cock. This was my very first tit-fuck. It was quick—my blow job had really turned him on.
Suddenly his jizz spurted out all over my chest. It was a thick, powerful load—amazing to watch—and it felt so wonderfully warm all over my skin. I loved the feeling of it flowing, pouring all over me. When it was done, we both paused, admiring it. And then he did something that drives me absolutely insane now: I cannot have sex without it.
He reached down, and rubbed his cum into my skin. Very slowly, tenderly. Not only was I wearing his cum, but I would wear it all over, every possible inch it could touch. With both hands, he gently massaged, frosted my tits like cupcakes. Oh, that cum felt incredible spreading all over me! And it made such amazing heat under Henry’s hands! He didn’t stop rubbing me until my entire bosom just glowed and glowed with his cum.
So, apparently, I’m a tactile girl when it comes to cum. Who knew I could get such an extra huge kick out of sex? Jizz rocks! In fact, I love having sex after my shower in the morning so I can secretly wear Henry’s cum to work on my ass, tits, stomach, or even my face. The way he massages me with it, no one can guess what dirty things I’ve been up to. I feel so loved, so naughty, so special when I’m dressed in Henry’s cum. It’s my favorite white thing to wear—after my wedding dress of course. We’re getting married next week—two years to the day since we met. Care to guess what item I’ll be wearing that’s “borrowed”?
So you want to pick up some cum loving babes but dont know where to start. Have no fear, the process is actually quite simple. For this you will need to be a small time writer, if you’re not dont worry, just pretend to be one. Find some crappy novel, and remember the autor’s name, remember you are now this person, practice saying “my name is … ” a few times. Now, head to a local coffee shop in the middle of the day. Why the middle of the day? because these bitches dont have jobs, and they are just craving cum, and a coffee shop is the perfect reason to justify sitting around looking for cock. Bring a notebook, remember you’re a writer now! Get a coffee and sit down by yourself. Let the girls come to you, trust me they will. After striking up some lame conversation, ask to hangout sometime. Dont ask to jerk off on their face right away, they do want the cum dripping down their face, but coffee shop girls feel better about it if you make them dinner first.
Yes that’s right, even more cum loving babes have been added in the galleries. So checkout these young college dorm girls. One girl, Jenny, couldn’t wait to turn 18 so she could bare it all for the camera. I think its time we take a time out and thank the bad parents of america, because without them we wouldn’t have hot 18 year old girls stripping for cash in their dorms. So thanks deadbeat moms and dads, now we have Jenny, 18 year old college freshman going crazy for cum.
