sluttyjimmy

Chapter 5 - "Providing Mike’s Swimmers With A New Place to Call Home - For 6 Years." Mike was a stunning man who told me the first time I messaged him on the hook-up app that he needed a mouth to take care of his morning wood on a regular basis. I was hesitant because he was 19 and very hot. I was sure he would want someone comparable to himself in age and looks. Mike also reeked a confidence, cockiness, and superiority that must come when you are a young and very hot stud. I sensed Mike got lots of attention, always got he wanted, and took what he wanted. Mike considered me old, at 37, and mocked me when he sarcastically stated I would have been in high school the year he was born and yet now he was “the man" and I was gonna be his "fag-boy!" It quickly became clear that my mouth was just an object for Mike – an object he wanted to take possession of. To emphasize the point, Mike ordered me to send him a photo of ‘the mouth," emphasizing "just the fucking mouth.” I cropped a recent photo of me smiling for the camera and sent it to Mike, which clearly annoyed him, as he boldly responded back “I want a picture of the fucking wide-open mouth! I wanna see where my swimmers are gonna call home!” I took a photo of my wide-open mouth and after receiving it, Mike gave me his address and told me to “hurry the fuck up!” Mike gave clear instructions: His front door would be unlocked, and my mouth was to let itself in. He said to walk through the living room and down the short hallway. I was instructed to open the door at the end of the hallway on the left, and his cock would be waiting. I did as instructed, expecting when I opened the door at the end of the hallway that I would find Mike in his bedroom. Instead, I found Mike in his bathroom…sitting on the toilet, naked except for his athletic socks, with his legs spread wide. Mike was fucking stunning, with his hair messed from sleeping on it, in a sexy model kind of way. He also had the most amazing looking cock! Mike was so fucking hot that I just froze at the doorway, mesmerized by the view, not even realizing my mouth had fallen open. Mike commanded, “get your fucking mouth over on this man cock!” I rushed forward, slid down on my knees between his legs and got to work. My mouth fully committed to the beautiful cock in front of it and I got in what I call “the zone.” I lost all track of time, and I was hypnotized to the point that nothing existed except for my mouth and Mike’s mind-blowing cock. I am not sure how much time went by with me “in the zone,” but the spell was broken when I heard a loud “kerplunk” and the sound of a splash, followed by Mike letting out a loud exhale, like he had been holding his breath. OMFG!: Mike was taking his fucking morning dump! I immediately started pulling my mouth off his cock to move away from the toilet when Mike grabbed both of my ears with this hands, fisting them closed, having a tight grip, and pulling me fully back onto his cock. "OH NO YOU DON’T!...You still have a job to do!” I hesitantly resumed bobbing up and down on Mike’s masterpiece as he continued to hold me in place by my ears, and once he knew I was not going anywhere, Mike let go of my ears just as I heard another loud “kerplunk" and "splash.” I did not move away this time and kept my bobbing up-and-down rhythm at a constant pace. At some point, I heard the familiar sound of “kerplunk" and "splash” yet again, as Mike proudly announced with a cocky chuckle, “this is what they call fucking multi-tasking!” I started to pick up the pace, and I heard Mike’s breathing start to become more erratic, and I knew he was getting close. He suddenly slapped the side of my face really hard once with his open hand, completely startling me and causing me to stop sucking for a moment, with my mouth still firmly secured around his cock. Mike then commanded, “Look at me fag-boy!” and I tilted my head up making eye contact, while keeping my mouth firmly on his cock. I was captivated by Mike’s stunning face, noticing his eyes were glaring at me to emphasize the control Mike had over me and my mouth in that moment. “You are gonna make my cock cum, but you are not gonna swallow my swimmers...YET! You are gonna hold millions of my baby makers in your mouth until I tell you…and if you swallow them without my permission, I will 'beat your ass!’…Do you get me?!” I slowly nodded my head up and down and I started bobbing up and down on his cock once again. I picked up the pace and Mike’s breathing became erratic once again. Mike soon screamed, “Here ya go, fag-boy…I’m fillin your fucking mouth with my fucking swimmers!!!” And with that, Mike’s cock exploded with streams of his swimmers pouring into their new home. Mike's breathing eventually returned to normal, when he glared down at me saying, “Open up your mouth fag-boy.” I opened my wide, showing him his heavy load. Mike then said, “I am going to say a magic word, fag-boy ,and when I do, you are gonna swallow each and every one of my swimmers. You got that and are you ready?” I nodded up and down and then heard Mike say the magic word…“FLUSH!” At that exact moment, as I swallowed all of his baby makers, Mike reached his left arm and hand around in front of his chest and his right shoulder and flushed his morning dump down the toilet. As I still knelt on the bathroom floor between Mike’s legs, he bellowed “Now get the hell out and see you right here on the floor between my legs tomorrow morning at 8am. You better fucking be here! As I walked out the front door, I heard Mike turn on the shower. I returned the following morning at 8am and most weekday mornings thereafter to take care of Mike’s morning wood while he took his morning dump. Mike lived only about 10 blocks from where I worked and based on our schedules and it being so convenient, my mouth reported for duty almost every Monday – Friday for six years, with limited breaks if Mike could not make it work. Best estimate is my mouth spent about 1,460 mornings in Mike's bathroom, providing his swimmers with a new place to call home while he took his morning dumps. My mouth always swallowed Mike's baby makers when he boldly yelled “FLUSH,” while he simultaneously flushed his morning dump down the toilet. Mike's Morning Wood: Fag-Boy Providing Mike's Swimmers With a New Place To Call Home:

Chapter 4 - "Casper Serving Up His Gooey Treats for 5 years." I met a cock on-line one Halloween night that wanted to anonymously unload in my mouth. When we initially communicated on-line, I asked the guy for his first name to be polite, and he responded, “You can call me Casper.” He never asked me for my name. This guy knew what he wanted and got directly to the point: He provided me with his address, an access code that would auto-buzz me into his high-rise condo building without us needing to connect directly when I arrived. He instructed me to take the elevator to the 32nd floor, let myself into condo 3207, and find his cock waiting for my mouth in his bedroom. With it being Halloween, he reiterated his cock was going to "serve up a gooey treat." I did exactly as instructed by loudly announcing "TRICK OR TREAT!" as I walked into Casper's bedroom. But as soon as the words left my mouth, I literally stopped in my tracks in surprise: There, Casper was sitting in a sex swing that was suspended from the ceiling. He was naked from the waist down, except for white sneakers and calf-length white athletic socks with “BOO” embroidered on the sides with thick black thread. The foot stirrups kept his legs spread wide and he seemed very comfortable as he dangled in the air. This stranger had a thick rock-hard cock that immediately grabbed my attention, but I was distracted and immediately turned on by the fact that Casper's head and upper torso were covered by a white sheet. He was dressed as a fucking ghost for Halloween, complete with eye cut-outs so he knew exactly what I looked like standing in front of him, but I had no fucking clue about him, other than his eyes, his thick cock, athletic legs, and big feet! There was a large bean bag chair positioned on the floor between Casper's spread legs and as I sat on it, it positioned my mouth perfectly. I wrapped my lips and mouth around his cock, having to open up wider than normal due to the thickness. My mouth sucked his cock for a good 30 minutes until he groaned and I gobbled down his goo. After cleaning his cock like the good little cock slut I was born to be, I wished Casper "Happy Halloween" and let myself out. Casper stayed in touch and fed me his ghostly goo an average of three times a week for the next five years. Every time I arrived in his bedroom, I loudly announced "TRICK OR TREAT!" as instructed. He was always seated in the swing, wearing the same sheet, socks, and sneakers, even though it was not always Halloween. Regardless, after Casper served up his goo, I always said "Happy Halloween" before I let myself out. To confirm though: Casper made sure to serve up his gooey treats every Halloween night for the next five years until I moved out of town. I estimate Casper’s "goo stick" served up almost 800 treats for my mouth to savor and my tummy to enjoy. Once, I saw a guy in public who I did not recognize, but his eyes looked so fucking familiar I could not resist. I was bold enough to walk up to the guy and all I said was “Casper???...” The handsome guy in his early 30s turned and walked away without saying a word. I wondered about the perceived twinkle I saw in those familiar eyes and the smirk on this stranger's unrecognizable face: Was it my overactive imagination?...Suggestive reasoning? Or was it really Casper?! I would have known for sure if he had just removed his jeans and underwear so I could see him more clearly from the waist down...but alas, I will likely never know for sure! Casper's Swing: Casper's "Goo Stick:" "Happy Halloween, Casper!"

I'm a small guy at 5'7" and 150 lbs. I want big puffy thick nipples, which is contrary to my overall body type and size, but getting them pierced has permanently plumped them up good. Guys manhandling my nipples also works well. When I am at a bathhouse or a bar, guys reach out and roughly grab ahold and squeeze, twist, and pull my nips without even asking. It is fucking hot guys do it without even talking or asking because they intuitively know my nips are meant to be big and thick and swollen. Sometimes guys grab my nipples because I do not have a shirt on and they can see exactly what my nips need. Other times they can see my pierced thick nipples under the fabric of my shirt and will grab on through the fabric. Some guys, meanwhile, are bold enough to lift my shirt up to my neck with one hand, and then get a good grab with the other, all without talking. I have had guys grab my nipples in public and then feel they need to give them more extensive time and attention. The guy will get a good grip on one of my nips, and we have an audience of other guys watching as he drags me by my nipple to a more convenient spot so he can give my nips more of what they need. Other guys, meanwhile, will just take care of my nips right there in the middle of a crowd. It is also so fucking hot when grown men of all shapes, sizes, ages, and ethnic backgrounds wrap their lips and mouths around my nipples and start sucking on them like a fucking baby on a momma's teat. They suck and suction and latch themselves onto my nips like their fucking lives depend on it, with so much fucking pressure, my nipples turn deep red and purple and swell up like crazy. Some guys get in their own little world once they latch onto my nip and often do not think about the second one. A good balance and equal swelling between my two nips is important to me, so I will silently guide a guy so he can play catch-up on the other one. If a guy finishes up on only one nipple, then I actively and immediately search out another guy to take care of the other one. Just picture me so desperate to get a second guy to give my other nip equal time and attention that I walk around the bar or the bathhouse asking random men to latch onto it, like I am a kid back in school and it is fucking "show and tell" time! I have had everyone from college boys to grandpas who remove their false teeth eagerly work my nips real good to keep them thick and swollen. If a guy is willing, I am always all in! There is nothing better than guys nibbling and full-on biting my nipples. They use so much force and pressure, they give my nipples massive fucking hickeys that last a week or two. AND, having two guys roughly nursing and abusing both of my nips at the same time will always make me fucking cum hands-free!

Chapter 3 - "Nut-Catcher for Gamer Aiden’s & Josh’s 'Third Legs' during three years of college:" I was fortunate to live in a hometown that had a major university. Aiden & Josh were college roommates who shared a shit apartment near campus. I met Aiden first on-line and he told me he wanted me to feast on his cock while he spent time gaming. He said my mouth on his cock while gaming would help him release the stress from his day of classes. I had never done that with anyone, and it sounded fucking hot, so I agreed. What Aiden did not tell me was that he frequently gamed with his roommate Josh. Aiden played it subtle that first time, by initially sitting on the living room sofa and having me suck on his long schlong. It was shortly after I got a sucking rhythm down and Aiden got his gaming rhythm going, that Josh walked into the living room from his bedroom and Aiden casually said, “Hey Josh, wanna try out the cocksucker?” without even looking away from the TV screen or pausing his video game console. Josh responded, “Fuck yeah!” as he shucked off his shorts, sat down on the sofa next to Aiden, and grabbed a second console. Josh firmly grabbed a large fistful of my hair as I was on my knees in front of the sofa before Aiden, and pulled me over and onto his cock and then leaned back to get comfortable on the sofa and join Aiden in gaming. I sucked Josh until he nutted in my mouth and after swallowing it, he pushed the side of my head with his socked foot back over toward Aiden’s cock so I could finish him off too, while they continued gaming. I never knew until I arrived at their apartment each time whether I was expected to suck one or both of them off, but usually it was both of them and they typically spent between one- and four-hours gaming with laser focus, laughing and joking and talking…always acting like I was not even there, while I sucked out one or both of their nuts. Sometimes during longer gaming sessions I would suck out a second nut from one or both of them. When both Aiden and Josh were together, I would suck them while they sat on the sofa gaming side-by-side. There were a few times when it was just one of them, and whichever one it was, he would sometimes cram me under the computer table and have video meetings with classmates to work on group projects while my head bobbed up and down on his cock, their classmates totally oblivious to what was going on. Both Aiden’s & Josh’s cocks were so long, they had no issues completely filling my mouth while I was totally hidden under the computer table. Both guys had great control and usually nutted in my mouth immediately at the end of a game or after disconnecting from the virtual meeting. Once Josh yelled “Fuck!" uncontrollably toward the end of a group meeting, startling everyone including me underneath the computer table. When one of his concerned classmates asked him what was going on, Josh quickly recovered by saying he had gotten a painful charley horse and just needed to work it out. Josh grimaced but kept it together as I finished swallowing his nut and fully cleaned his cock with my mouth. I was stranded underneath the computer table with Josh's cock in my mouth until the meeting ended and he moved his chair away from the table so I could get out from underneath and leave. The last time Aiden & Josh nutted in my mouth was during the middle of the night directly following their afternoon graduation. They had been out partying with friends earlier in the evening and texted me to meet them at their apartment about 2:30am. They were both pretty tipsy when I arrived but that did not diminish their hard cocks in any way. They sat on the sofa, having put their graduation gowns back on to mark the special occasion, and had pushed the bottom portions of their graduation gowns up above their waists so I had easy access to both of their long schlongs. They were naked otherwise, except for calf-length athletic socks and high-tops. It was their last night living together before relocating to other cities to begin their new jobs. They kept my mouth busy for six hours that night, each nutting in my mouth three times before finally falling asleep together on the sofa…I quietly let myself out of their apartment for the last time with my tummy full of their swimmers. Aiden & Josh each nutted in my mouth approximately three times a week between mid-August and mid-May during their three remaining academic years in college, not including a couple of weeks when they were away for holidays and school breaks. According to my math, that equates to approximately 3 nuts a week each x 32 weeks = 96 nuts annually per guy x 2 guys = 192 nuts annually for both of them. 192 total nuts annually x 3 years = 576 total times Aiden & Josh nutted in my mouth, give or take. 576 times Aiden & Josh did not jerk off and waste their nuts thanks to my mouth being available whenever their cocks needed it... AIden's Third Leg: Josh Has a Third Leg Too (Photo Includes The Computer Table I Spent Time Underneath) The High-Tops Aiden Wore During Graduation - And That He Wore During My Last Nut Session With Him: The High-Tops Josh Wore During Graduation - And That He Wore During My Last Nut Session With Him:

Chapter 2 - “Taking Care of Sam’s Kids” for 3 years: Sam was a married dad in his mid-30s who stopped by 3-4 times every week after he dropped his offspring at the nearby school. Sam had a code to my front door and let himself in, so my neighbors would not hear him knock and he would not draw any unwanted attention, since he needed to be totally discreet. When Sam messaged me on an on-line hookup app for the first time, he told me he was perpetually horny and needed one dedicated mouth to take care of his morning wood. Sam called it “responsible family planning" that eliminated unwanted pregnancies at home. When Sam walked in, I was always on my knees in my living room and ready to go. Sam pulled his cock out, so his heavy balls hung below his waist band. When he stopped in front of me, I firmly grabbed his nutsack with my left hand and pulled it down tight, so his cock was perfectly aligned with my open mouth. Once Sam’s cock was in my warm hole, I continued to firmly grip his nuts and sucked like a starving little slut for just a couple of minutes, until I heard Sam grunt and totally fill my mouth. As I swallowed every drop of Sam’s baby batter and he pulled out of my mouth, he would always say, “Thanks for taking care of the kids for me,” before he turned away and silently walked out the front door to return home, never being gone long enough to raise suspicion.

Preface: It is so fucking hot knowing a guy has not jerked off or wasted cum for multiple years due to my mouth totally taking care of his cock’s needs when no other mouth or ass is available to make him cum. Below each "chapter" represents a summary of the cocks for whom my mouth’s purpose was to make them cum and to give their spunk a new place to call home, never wasting a single drop. Each of these cocks kept my mouth and tummy well-fed and my mouth kept their cocks happy for years in return. When I look at cookbooks, I really appreciate when photos are included so I have a better sense of the meals I will enjoy eating. Under that premise, I will include a photo of each cock that fed me, so you can better appreciate and visualize the meals my mouth has frequently enjoyed. All of the cocks detailed below used my mouth for a minimum of two years, and some cocks used my mouth during overlapping periods of time. As a result, it seemed like my mouth was always full of cock and cum! My mouth was on-call 24-7 whenever needed, no exceptions or excuses. This included having last-minute “work meetings” out of the office of my job that pays the bills, with little or no advance notice. It also meant being on-call on evenings and weekends, with “work emergencies” that frequently took me away from home and my unsuspecting boyfriends. Whenever I met a new man in my dating life, I explained my paying job to him, warning my work schedule was often demanding, unpredictable, and a way of life for me that he needed to accept if we were to move forward. My boyfriends knew from day one what to expect and never questioned it. Meanwhile, my mouth took care of numerous cocks around town anytime they needed or wanted, without question or hesitation. Chapter 1 - Fernando's “Pussy Mouth” For Two Years: Fernando fucked my "pussy mouth" as he called it, many mornings on my way to work. Fernando had me turned upside down on his couch, me still fully dressed in my work attire: Dress socks and shoes, slacks, a button down shirt, and a necktie. In this position, my back and my head were against the back of his couch. The top of my head meanwhile, rested on top of the seat cushion. My legs were always up in the air toward the ceiling and spread wide, and Fernando pushed his pajama bottoms down to his ankles and straddled me so his knees were on either side of my head. Fernando's thighs were pressed firmly against my ears, clamping my head like a vice, so I could not really hear anything, nor move my head in any way. Fernando firmly gripped the back of the couch for leverage while his cock furiously throat fucked me continuously from the moment his cock first entered my throat with one swift push forward, until a few moments after he came and his breathing returned to normal. Fernando required I keep track of how many servings of what he called his "Latino leche caliente" that he fed me for breakfast, which totaled 175 milky breakfasts the first year and 221 during year two. Fernando’s cock faithfully fed my throat 4-5 times a week until that fateful day when his brother walked in on one of our special breakfasts unannounced, using a key Fernando had given him to water the plants when Fernando was out-of-town. From what I could make out from the chaotic scene once Fernando’s knees released my head for his vice grip: Being startled by his brother’s unexpected arrival triggered Fernando to shoot his hot leche down my throat, with his brother witnessing Fernando’s premature climax. The front door to his apartment was still left obliviously wide open and his shocked brother moved closer and screamed at Fernando in Spanish for all his neighbors to hear. I, meanwhile, scrambled to quickly upright myself, leave, and close the front door as Fernando’s brother continued his verbal assault. Unfortunately, Fernando never reached out to me again after that morning, and he did not respond to any of my texts and emails...I often wondered what happened after my mouth left his apartment that day...

"Rubber Dickey, You're the one! You make fucking so much fun Rubber Dickey, I'm awfully fond of you. Vo-Vo-Vodeo." "Rubber Dickey, you're so fine and I'm lucky that you're mine. Rubber Dickey, I'm awfully fond of you!"

I was one of those annoying and naive condom-only fucks back in the day. I went to a bathhouse and expected all the guys who fucked me to wear a condom because I always played safe. I remember one guy in particular who came into my room as I lay on the bed with my head on the pillow against the headboard. I was in my late 20s at the time and he looked to be in his mid 30s. He had to be close to 6'5" and like 250 lbs. in comparison to my smaller 5'7", 140 lbs. His body was solid and I remember thinking he had a sturdy rugby player look to him. I told this guy he needed to wear a condom and he seemed annoyed from the scowl that appeared on his face as I grabbed one and held it out. He looked like he was silently debating whether to wear it, and I thought he might leave. Instead he grabbed the wrapped condom with his massive hand and tossed it on my chest. He then grabbed the spare pillow and firmly gripped my right leg with his other hand like a vice. He effortlessly lifted me up by my leg, similar to the way an adult lifts up a child when they are changing a diaper. As he lifted my leg up toward the ceiling, my head slipped down the pillow. Once my butt was about a foot off the mattress, he crammed the pillow under my ass to elevate it and let go of my leg. My butt was elevated higher than my head and both of my legs were just hanging in the air. Without saying a word, the guy then grabbed the condom, tearing it open with his teeth, and removed it from the wrapper. He threw the ripped wrapper back on my chest and looked down toward his cock, which was out of view. He took a moment to put the condom on and then grabbed the lube that was lying on the bed, and squirted some on his cock. The guy lifted my legs up and spread them wide. He lined his thick cock up with my hole and roughly jabbed it inside without any consideration to the pain I felt due to the thickness of his cock and the roughness of his thrust. He immediately pushed my legs apart even further, letting go of them as he laid his body on top of mine so I was stranded between him and the mattress. I felt his full weight on top of me and turned my head to the side so I could try to breathe, his body fully enveloping mine. His head was next to mine, facing away from me as he started thrusting his heavy cock in and out over and over, finding his rhythm. While I could not say for sure, I think he fucked me for a good solid 15 minutes, never changing his rhythm or slowing his pace. I tried to ask him to go easy a few times, but it was like he didn't hear me. There was no change in his breathing when he turned his head so his mouth was next to my ear and he suddenly bellowed at the top of his lungs, loud enough for everyone on that floor of the bathhouse to hear, and scaring me enough to unintentionally and tightly clench my pucker hole around his pulsing cock. Clearly my ass made him cum and I was grateful he used the condom. The mammoth man lay on top of me, catching his breath for a few minutes, as I remained trapped underneath him. He lifted himself up off of me and pulled his cock out. Without looking at me or saying anything, he got off the bed and headed toward the door. I intuitively said "thank you," as he opened the door to my room and walked away. I caught my breath for a moment before I lifted my hips and pulled the pillow from underneath my ass so I could position myself upright on the bed. I looked down and peeled off the ripped condom wrapper that was pasted to my chest by the mixture of my and the strangers sweat that was created from our bodies being so close together during the intense fuck. As I lifted myself upright, felt something else stuck to me. I grabbed at my ass and as I brought my hand up to my face, I held the unrolled condom from the guy who had just fucked me full of his cum.

Fucking loved this load!

For a few years, I had a nasty fuck bud on the DL named Jed who was a gay porn movie producer. Jed regularly stuffed my pussy with his big bare cock on Sunday mornings while my boyfriend attended choir rehearsal and then sang at two church services. I got my pussy hole ready for Jed’s cock one Sunday morning as soon as I kissed my boyfriend goodbye and sent him on his way. Jed had a 3-story townhouse and an elderly family member with mobility issues lived with him. The family member was always home on the third floor when I quietly let myself in through the unlocked front door. That morning like normal, I stepped out of my shorts and stripped off my shirt as soon as I closed the door, leaving me wearing only my athletic socks and shoes. As always, I turned to face the door that led from the entryway to the garage, with my ass facing the stairway. I heard the heavy footsteps of my buddy’s big feet descending to where my pussy waited for his long hard 9” schlong, and as Jed reached the landing to the open entry way, I bent over slightly at the waist, presenting my ass to him. As he approached me, I heard the guttural sound of Jed sucking up throat snot into his closed mouth and then hocking the loogie onto the lumbar area of my lower back from a good two feet away with amazing precision. I felt the snotball slide into cleft area at the top of my ass crack, gravity causing his throat slime to slide down between my ass cheeks to my twitching pucker hole like a fucking slug on a mission. Because I faced the door to the garage, I could not see Jed as he approached, but I knew he was fully clothed like always, likely wearing a t-shirt, and having his rock-hard cock pulled out through the open fly of his boxers, shorts, or pajamas. The head of Jed’s cock arrived at my twitching hole at the same time as the loogie, and he unceremoniously jabbed his cock inside of me hands-free. As Jed pushed his solid cock inside of me in one fluid motion, I raised myself up straight and his cock pushed my body against the door to the garage. At that moment, Jed belched loudly in my ear, a signature move for him while he fucked me, and I felt my bunghole start to burn from T he must have sprinkled on the head of his cock before coming downstairs. I panicked a bit since I didn’t normally do T, but was unable to focus on that because he immediately started railing me from behind. The experience was so fucking intense that I started to moan. Jeb covered my mouth with his hand as he belched loudly in my ear again and said, “Can’t have daddy hearing my bitch in heat…Come with me.” And with that, he grabbed me tightly around my chest from behind with his right arm and pulled me away from the door to the garage and he turned me about 90 degrees. He opened the door to the garage with his left hand, belched again, and ordered, “Let’s go!” He turned me toward the open door and pushed me through the doorway and into the garage with his dick still buried up my ass. I almost stumbled as I did not see the small step down into the garage, but his impaled cock and his arm wrapped tightly around my chest kept me from tripping. Jed pushed me forward until I was wedged between him and the passenger door of his truck. He let out a loud fart with this cock buried to the hilt, another signature move of Jed's while he fucked me. He belched loudly again as he started pounding my pussy with fierce determination. Jed continued to fiercely fuck me, belching and farting loudly as he used my pussy. After a good long time with his mouth up against my ear, Jed announced, “Jimmy’s gonna take my fucking babies up his pussy. Jimmy’s gonna become my pregnant little bitch!” And with that, he let out a deep moan and dumped his kids deep inside of me. Jed belched again loudly as he pulled his cock out of me, ordering me not to move. I was in a daze as I continued to lean against the side of his truck. I was thoroughly and totally fucked quite literally, and I was still horny as fucking hell. I just needed a moment to catch my breath. My respite was interrupted when Jed jammed his still rock-hard cock back up inside my pussy again hands-free, and I felt a new burning sensation, as he said, “You’re gonna thank me for this later!” I moaned “What the fuck!” in desperation, as Jed said, “Time to give you some more kids,” and he fucked me for another 10 minutes. Jed finally yelled “Time to knock you up and make little Jed Jr.!!!” as he grunted and dumped another few million baby makers deep inside my used pussy. Jed eventually pulled out and announced, “You’re not done yet.” I turned to face him with a look of disbelief on my face. How could he possibly fuck me more?! He smirked at me and farted, as he pulled a small slip of paper out of the pocket of his pajamas and handed it to me. It was an address. I stared at the paper as he told me to get dressed because my pussy had somewhere to be. With that, Jed turned away and walked through the door, back into the front entry, and back upstairs without another word. “What the fuck?!” I thought to myself as I followed him as far as the front door. I got myself dressed and quietly left through the front door, planning my driving route to the address on the paper. It took me about 15 minutes to get to the address. I looked at the clock and realized I still had plenty of time. Between choir rehearsal and the two church services, I had another two hours before my boyfriend would arrive back home. After parking, I found the front door and an access panel to the apartment building. I pressed the unit number provided on the slip of paper and the front door buzzed to let me in. I found my way to the second floor and knocked on the appropriate door. As the door opened, my mouth fell open. The man who greeted me ushered me in and closed the door. He started undressing, stating that Jed assured him I was a good pussy fuck, and my cunt could take care of his morning wood and morning load. As I slowly stepped out of my shorts and stripped off my shirt, the lightbulb went off…Jed produced gay porn…That explained why I was in the presence of a familiar porn star who was in the early years of his career. As he stripped naked, I recognized that 9.5” thick curvy cock. I was mesmerized by his man meat as he said, “You are probably going to need these,” as he handed me a large brown bottle. I uncapped the bottle and used them, as he came closer and towered over me. This guy, who we’ll call “Andy,” motioned me to get on my hands and knees on his couch. He grabbed lube and rubbed some on my puffy pussy with his rough hands and also squeezed a good amount on his big cock. I braced myself as I felt the head of his immense cock at my back door. He pushed in saying, "Open wide and say "aah,'" and I intuitively did as instructed, as I felt the head of his cock opening me up wide. I encouraged him to go slow and he was respectful, but his cock had no choice other than to open me up wide because it was so thick. I felt so stuffed it was like I was fucking constipated. Andy pushed in a bit further and I started to open up more, thanks to the prep work Jed did on my hole. I remembered Jed saying, “You’re going to thank me for this later” when I felt the 2nd burn, and I realized I might not have been able to take this massive cock otherwise. As this porn stud’s cock stretched my pussy, I felt every part of this cock against my fuck tunnel. Andy’s cock was literally scratching my deep burning itch and the more his cock scratched that itch, the more my pussy craved it. I started to moan from the center of my being, and the massive cock picked up the pace. In that moment, I was an uncontrollable bitch in heat that needed Andy’s cock fucking me as if my very life depended on it. I became a horny, incoherent, babbling slut. Andy grabbed my hips and pounded me with the horsepower of a fucking freight train. He finally thrusted forward with a roar that bounced off the walls, and he grabbed my hips with his huge hands, fully skewering me as he dumped his morning load, my pussy having successfully done its job. My eyes bug out and I cried out “oh fuck!” as I simultaneously came hands-free, uncontrollably dumping my load all over Andy's fucking couch… One hour later I was in the shower, touching my puffy and tenderized pussy, thanks to two phenomenal cocks pounding it within an inch of my life. As the hot water washed over my sore body, I thought about all that man meat and how this was a morning I would never forget. I heard my boyfriend enter the bathroom. I opened the shower curtain a bit so I could stick my head out but still be behind the curtain from the neck down. I gave my boyfriend a kiss and asked him if church was good. He said it was awesome and asked me if I had a good morning. I was concerned the wear and tear on my body would give away my secret. “I think I had too much to drink last night because I feel totally wiped out this morning,” I meekly said to him in an attempt cover my tracks and hope a fake hangover looked similar to me being totally and thoroughly fucked by a gay porn movie producer and a well-known porn star. I closed the curtain and returned to showering as my boyfriend stepped out of the bathroom. I stifled a moan as I could not help but stick most of my soapy hand up my totally stretched and wrecked pussy, deeper than it had ever been by a good amount. I felt like I had been run over by a Mack Truck, but I was also in a state of bliss. I got shit-eating grin on my face as I thought about the next time I pulled up a porn video of my new favorite porn star, for my boyfriend and me to jerk off to on our large flat-screen TV screen that consumed a good portion of our bedroom wall. I started to quietly stroke my cock as my boyfriend yelled out that he was changing out of his church clothes and then would start making us lunch…Fuck me, I love my life!!!

This is at the top of my list too...giving or receiving! It is so hot to hear that "blurp" sound deep inside and feel my insides get all bloated when a guy blows air up my butt, and then hearing me fart it out to the guy, waiting in anticipation. Or blowing air up a hot butt and then feeling the light-headedness that comes with a hot man fucking farting into your open mouth! It is also hot to "see-saw" the air back and forth...You blow air up a guy's ass and then he pushes it back out into your mouth, for you to immediately blow that same fart air back up his ass again. Wash, rinse, and fucking repeat!!!

It is time for me to share more about Spencer, the hot 22-year-old ginger adult bookstore clerk/stud who looks like a surfer lifeguard: As I have said before and will say it again, Spencer is a brilliant kinky bastard to whom I owe a great debt of gratitude. After that first time, when Spencer coordinated having a homeless guy named Charlie fuck me full of cum so I could feed his and Spencer’s loads to my husband, I have been going to the bookstore early every Sunday morning before my husband gets home from work. I try to get as many guys as possible to nut in my ass at the bookstore, so I can feed it to my unsuspecting hubby. I also pick up a bottle of “lube” each Sunday, which Spenser has filled with random strangers’ cum…loads and loads of cum from used condoms that Spencer collects for me throughout the week when he cleans the video booths. Spencer pours each load into an empty lube bottle for me and keeps it frozen at the bookstore until I pick it up. He always tells me how many loads he as poured into the bottle and any known details about the sperm donors. The lube bottle Spencer uses is a brand that markets their lube as smelling, feeling, and tasting like cum. Little does my oblivious husband know it’s real cum that he’s eating. But as I have said before and I will say it again: My husband as a lot of book-smarts but absolutely no fucking common sense. The first time Spencer loaded me up with a full bottle man juice for my husband, he gave me his cell phone number so I could send him videos of my husband eating the random strangers’ loads out of my ass in the comfort of our own home. Spencer and I subsequently began texting frequently during the week. I texted Spencer last Monday night, telling him “Houston, we have a problem.” It seemed the more random man juice I feed my husband out of my ass, the more he craves. It's like we are feeding an addiction. My husband still thinks it is the cum-tasting lube and it is just a matter of going to the bookstore to buy more. The fact that my husband’s demand for cum outweighs the current supply was problematic last Monday, especially when I could not get out of the house to get fresh loads and it was Spencer’s night off and there was no cum to be had. What if my husband bought the legitimate lube to eat out of my ass and he realized it was not what he’d been eating?! We had to avoid a potential cum crisis at all cost. Just as I started to panic, Spencer texted me back with a fucking ingenious idea: He said “Fill the empty lube bottle with your nut every time you jerk off thinking about feeding your husband all those random loads of cum. Start feeding your husband your loads too!” What a fucking brilliant idea!!! On Friday I syringed nine loads of my fucking jizz up my ass and fed every drop to my cum-addicted husband! I woke up early Sunday morning and texted Spencer to let him know I would see him at the adult bookstore soon. He texted me back saying, “I have a plan that you are going to fucking love. Do not come to the bookstore this morning. Text your husband, telling him you look forward to your sexy time together after work and ask him to stop by the bookstore before he heads home to buy more lube. Don’t worry…I got it covered, and I will do the rest.” I knew Spencer had my back, so I texted my husband as instructed, asking him to buy more lube on his way home. I told him I called the local adult bookstore to confirm they had the lube in stock and reminded of him of the brand. I casually mentioned that I was sure the clerk working at the bookstore could help him with the lube if needed, and then I fell back to sleep. I woke up to the sound of my husband in our bedroom. He was making more noise than normal and in my disoriented state, I saw him set something down on the floor on his side of the bed. I looked at the clock, and it was a little after 9am. This was later than normal for my husband to get home from work, since his work shift ends at 6am, but he admitted his replacement at the hospital arrived late. Me: “Did you have a chance to buy more lube?” Hubby: “Yes. I had a difficult time finding it but the guy working there was very helpful. I bought one bottle, and he gave me a second bottle for free because he said it was very close to the expiration date. Me: “That was nice of him!” Hubby: “I also bought you something…” Me: “What?!” Hubby: “Well, as I was paying for the lube, the guy at the counter asked me if I was dating anyone. When I told him about you, he suggested I buy you a present. He was definitely trying to up-sell. Me: “So what did you buy me?!” Hubby: “Well the guy asked why you liked sexually so he could help me pick out the perfect gift and I told him you liked me to eat your butt.” Me: “Wow, Daniel! You shared that with the bookstore clerk?!" Hubby: “Well he was determined to help me find the perfect gift for you…” At that point, my husband picked up a box from the floor on his side of the bed. A box with a photo of a rim chair on it!!! Me: “OMG, Daniel!!! It’s a rim chair!!! For me?!!! THANK YOU!!! "FUCK ME!" I thought to myself, so fucking excited as my husband had a shy smirk on his face, pleased that he's made me so happy. And how fucking brilliant of Spencer to get my husband to buy me a fucking rim chair?!!! I told my husband I wanted to try the rim chair right away and headed to the shower to get my hole ready. I grabbed my cell phone off the nightstand on the way, and as soon as I closed the bathroom door, I texted Spencer: “YOU SOLD MY HUSBAND A FUCKING RIM CHAIR!!! BEST GIFT EVER!!! TY!!!” “No problem! It took some convincing and some advanced sales skills, but he realized how much you would enjoy it. I think he’s looking forward to lying underneath it and eating your ass too! He also bought our special lube. I assume you are getting ready to try out the rim chair. Once you are seated on in and he starts eating your ass, text me again. Oh, and wear your ear buds while he’s rimming you…I have something for you to watch.” I sat my phone down and got my hole ready. When I came back into the bedroom, my husband was lying naked on his side of the bed. I put my ear buds in and walked over to my closet to grab a pair of socks: Hubby: “Oh, I almost forgot…I also bought you these.” He handed me a pair of white calf-length athletic socks with “Eat My Ass!” embroidered on both sides of both socks in black thread. Me: “Those are fucking hot! Thank you! I put the socks on my feet and pulled on my running shoes. Me: “So where is this rim chair and how do we use it?” Hubby: “Before we do that, get on your hands and knees on the bed. I want to squirt some of this lube up your hole.” Me: “You really like the taste of that lube, don’t you? Did you admit to the helpful counter guy that you like the taste of the lube?” Hubby: “When I was paying for it, he asked me if I liked the taste, so yeah, I told him I did. Oh, we should use to bottle of lube that is set to. expire soon so it doesn’t go bad. Here…Open the bottle of lube up for me while I grab something.” He tossed the bottle of lube to me, and I twisted the top off and there was a round foam bottle seal covering the top. “WTF,” I thought to myself. When I picked up the bottles of lube that Spencer put together for me, they were not sealed because there were empty when Spencer filled them with cum. I carefully removed the seal and smelled the open bottle. It definitely smelled like real cum, but was it? If so, how did Spencer get the bottle sealed after he filled the bottle with cum? I made a mental note to ask him. I handed the now opened but re-capped bottle of lube to my husband, but he started unscrewing the cap. My eyes went wide in surprise when I saw him sticking the tip of a syringe in the bottle sucking all the lube out of it. My husband noticed my surprise… Hubby: “Oh, Spenser gave me this syringe. He said it’s the best way to insert lube up a guy’s hole.” As I got on my hands and knees on the bed, it was not lost on me that my husband had just used Spenser’s name when mentioning the syringe. He was now using that syringe to unknowingly push random loads of strangers’ cum into my hole so he could unknowingly eat them out. Hubby: “Ok, I think you are ready. Stand up.” I stood up as my husband moved away from the bed. He got down on the floor and laid on his back, lying his head on a little leather pillow that must have come with the chair. The rim chair itself was now next to his head and picked it up and positioned it directly over his head. He then told me to spread my cheeks and to take seat. I followed my husband’s instructions, although unbeknownst to him, I was well-versed with using a rim chair. Once I was seated on the chair, I noticed the empty lube bottle…he had syringed the entire bottle of cum inside of me. As my husband started lapping my hole, I texted Spencer… Me: “Hey Spence! Thank you for being such a great salesman! My husband is now underneath the rim chair eating cum out of my ass. BTW: The bottle we used is the one that expires soon. It was sealed. Is it cum or is it really lube? The bottles of cum you have given me have never been sealed before.” Spencer: “Oh, it is definitely cum! I actually bought some round bottle seals so he would not become suspicious. The unopened bottle has 27 loads of cum I collected throughout the week when I cleaned the video booths. The loads in the bottle you are using now are not from bookstore customers though.” Me: "Where are they from and who’s cum is it?!!!" Spencer: "You really wanna know?!” Me: “Fuck yeah! Stop teasing me! You know who’s cum it is?! Who’s cum is it?!!!” Spencer: “Charlie stopped by earlier.” Me: “It’s Charlie’s cum?” (Charlie was the homeless guy who has fucked me full of fresh cum before.) Spencer: “Yes. Your husband is now eating Charlie’s cum out of your ass, but it's not only Charlie's cum he's eating!" Me: “Fuck, Spence, who else’s cum is my husband eating?!!!” Spencer: “Well Charlie stopped by about an hour before your hubby arrived. He had 15 used condoms with him. 15 condoms that I provided him brand new and free of charge yesterday to hand out to the guys at the homeless shelter. Right now, your fucking husband is eating the cum of 15 local homeless men! It's fucking crazy how much cum they shot into those condoms!" Me: “Oh my fucking God!!!” I yelled, realizing I yelled out loud rather than in a text to Spencer. I froze, momentarily panicked, but then realized my husband thought I yelled because he was eating my ass. Me: “Oh my fucking God!!!” I texted to Spencer. Spencer: “But that’s not all!” Me: “What the fuck, Spencer! What do you mean?!!!” Spencer did not immediately respond back, but a couple of minutes later as I am moaning loudly, enjoying my husband French kissing my pucker hole, I receive a link to a video uploaded to an on-line platform where guys post kinky content and other horny men subscribe to watch. I click to play the video and the initial images are dark and hard to make out. It is clear the person holding the camera was walking and then a door comes into view. It is the front door of the adult bookstore where Spencer works, a door with a sign on it that says, “Closed for cleaning!” I see a hand reach out and grab the door handle. The door opens despite the closed sign, and the camera man and I, as the viewer, walk into the adult bookstore together. The camera quickly scans the bookstore and I see the familiar merchandise in the distance, along with the front counter with no one behind it. The camera man turns to the right and as he walks through the doorway to video booth area, I hear gay porn. I also hear someone moaning real time. Once we enter the video booth area, the camera focuses on the wide hallway that has booths directly across from one another. There in the center of the wide-open hallway for all to see is Spencer. He is naked except for white calf-length athletic socks and black high-tops. The socks, that have “Eat My Ass!” embroidered on the sides of them, accentuate his amazing legs covered with curly ginger hair, as well as his athletic calves. His magnificent chest, arms, and body are on full display for the camera. As the camera pans down slightly, anyone watching, including me now watching in replay mode, can clearly see Spencer is stilling on a rim chair. FUCK ME! It’s the same fucking rim chair I am currently sitting on, while my husband eats random homeless strangers’ loads out of my ass! The camera shifts down further, and Spencer is clearly getting his ass eaten in the video. Based on the gobbling sounds, I am confident Spencer is getting loads eaten out of his ass, and by the looks of it, he’s feeding them to my fucking husband who is lying on the floor wearing the same work clothes he stripped out of while I was in the shower! The camera gets closer, and Spencer moans as his eyes roll back in his head, making him even more sexy if that is humanly possible. He then suddenly realizes the camera is on him, so he shifts into “on-air” mode and makes direct eye contact with the camera… “Hey guys! Welcome to my live stream from an adult bookstore near you! Today I am doing a full-on “anal-oral review” of the “Snack Stool,” a simple but effective rim chair for guys like me who like to offer up some premium pound cake for hungry guys to eat and enjoy, like my good buddy Danny here. The “Snack Stool” comes with a soft and pliable ‘tush cush’ that provides long-term comfort with no lower back pain. It ensures your crack snacker can play “Tongue in the Bum,” also known as “Bung Tonguing” or “Bum Snogging” on the other side of the pond. The “Snack Stool” guarantees your fart-box hours of enjoyment while you feel like you are in hog heaven the entire time. The “Snack Stool also comes with this leather pillow that keeps your butt muncher comfortable while he enjoys some derriere dining and some rear-end delight. It comes with two different lengths of metal legs to ensure your rump ranger is well positioned to fully enjoy his all-you-can-eat booty buffet. Right now, this felch-belcher is savoring a 12-course booty brunch, courtesy of the “Snack Stool” and my tender, man-juice marinaded, and melt-in-your mouth premium grade-A rump roast! This baby bird banana juice butt feeding was made possible by contributions from 12 viewers like you. Thank you! And a big “Thank you” to the manufacturers of the “Snack stool.” It is definitely worth the money, and I give it two huge thumbs up!!!" (Spencer gives his audience his million-dollar smile and holds both thumbs up for the camera, looking sexy as fucking hell.) "And finally: A huge thank you to Danny, my cheating French kissing butt licker…And to think you kiss your husband with that mouth?! In all seriousness guys, Danny is a good ass licker but as you know, practice makes perfect. If any of you live in the Pacific NW and wanna help make Danny the CEO of Ass Eating, hit me up and I will see if I can convince him to help you out like he did me this morning. But alas, Danny has totally and thoroughly cleaned me out. Cleaning time is over and it’s time for me to get back to work…See you next time guys!!!" (Spencer smiles and literally winks at his followers before the video ends.) As the video ends and I feel overwhelmed. My clueless husband is French kissing my pucker hole with no hesitation, making it feel so fucking fantastic. My vanilla husband is no longer vanilla and is a now a sneaky cheater like me, thanks to Spencer helping turn him to the dark side. Speak of the devil, I receive a new text from Spencer. “Hey Jimmy!” Still feeding Danny all that homeless man chowder? You often hear about 'Feeding the homeless.' Well now the homeless are fucking feeding your hubby! LOL". My fucking cock throbs in response to Spencer’s text, as I push a steady stream of homeless man chowder into my husband’s mouth. “We are going to get a lot of use out of that fuckin rim chair, Jimmy! It’s where your husband belongs. By the way, the 2nd bottle of lube is filled with 10 loads of my sweet nectar. I was going to feed him that bottle when he came by this morning, but decided to save that bottle for you, since I know you love having my cum up your ass! This is an excellent partnership, Jimmy, and you feeding my jizz to your hubby is so fucking hot! I, meanwhile, loved feeding your hubby the 12 random loads from used condoms. I now know first-hand why feeding your hubby random loads of strangers' cum without him knowing turns you on so much!" "You probably heard me call your hubby a 'felch belcher' in my video. I knew he had no clue what that means but that my audience will fully understand. The stupid fuck really thought he was eating cum-tasting lube out of my fucking ass! He's definitely not the brightest tool in the shed!" “Some other good news, Jimmy! The livestream of your husband being my personal wad gobbler is very popular. Between the livestream and the replays, I have gotten some good tips. It’s so fucking hot that your hubby is making me a butt-load by eating loads out of my fucking butt! LOL!” “That’s not all! I have already gotten some private messages and fan feedback to my video. There are several local guys in the area who want to offer their assholes up so they can help Danny become 'the CEO of Ass Eating!' When I privately shared the plan of local guys feeding your husband random loads of cum from any men willing to shoot up their assholes, they confirmed they are all in! I’m starting to organize a strategy for that, but I think there are going to be many mornings when your husband is going to ‘work extra hours’ at his new side job.” “I’m starting to get a steady stream of customers here so I’ve got to get back to work, but I will be in touch soon about next steps in our Master Plan!!! Bye for now, Jimmy!" I set my phone down and started stroking my cock like my fucking life depended on it. I thought of my husband’s future fate and there was no holding back. I pushed out my pucker hole hard, dumping the remainder of the homeless guys' man chowder into his hungry mouth as I started to convulse, shooting one of the biggest loads of my fucking life!...And Spencer is absofuckinglutely right...I am in hog fucking heaven!!! …To Be Continued…

As I sat in our bedroom with my husband eating my ass, I could not help but think, “What a difference a fucking week makes!” After all, it was just one week ago when I went to the adult bookstore, desperate for cum up my ass, and I met the hot bookstore counter guy who coordinated me getting fucked full of cum by a homeless guy named Charlie. Hot ginger boy, whose name have I since found out is Spencer, jerked off to provide his load in a syringe, which we used as lube for me to take Charlie’s beer can cock up my ass. Spencer is now my biggest ally in me feeding my husband other random guys' loads of cum out of my ass without my hubby knowing it. Spencer is fucking brilliant, not to mention a kinky bastard who I owe a debt of gratitude to. I will share more about Spencer soon, but before that, I need to tell more about background of how I initially turned my husband into an ass licking, cum eater. It was a slow but steady process that began a few sexual encounters after we met… My husband is older than I by several years, and we met at a local fundraiser when I was in my mid-20s. He worked at a local hospital in a liberal city at the time, but he himself is conservative and reserved…financially, sexually, and politically. In other words, he is financially secure, very vanilla when it comes to sex, and he’s republican. He’s a good-looking guy overall, with a few extra pounds he can never get rid of, and even though he identifies as gay, he grew up in a conservative Christian household and is a product of his environment. Thus, when we met, he was looking for a more traditional guy partner with vanilla tastes. As we got to know one another, he emphasized he wanted a guy who would take care of the cooking and cleaning and dote on him while he brought home the money and provided a stable home environment. That first night after the fundraiser, he invited me to his place for a nightcap. I ended up giving him a blowjob, quickly getting him hooked on my amazing cocksucking skills. When I left that evening, he invited me out to dinner a few nights later. That night we ended up going back to his place afterwards, where he fucked me missionary position until he came after ten minutes and then rolled over and fell asleep. I tidied up his bedroom before I left his home, and he and I quickly developed into a routine of me taking care of him. As for me: I love getting fucked full of cum, as you well know by now. I knew I could not be monogamous, but the topic never came up as he and I were getting to know one another. He and I never talked about sex. He did not seem comfortable talking about sex and it was naturally understood what each of our roles were in the bedroom…at least in the beginning. It did not take long before I completely took care of this guy’s needs and he considered me his boyfriend. At the same time, I also knew I needed some kinky supplements in my sex life to be totally satisfied. I wanted to see how much I could bring this guy into my world of kink, but did not hold out much hope. I thought I would start by trying to get him to eat my ass, since I love to be rimmed before I get fucked. I remember that first time I suggested he eat my ass. I was lying on my back on his bed, and he was all ready to fuck me. He looked at me like I was crazy, his face and nose scrunched up, showing his revulsion at the thought. He confirmed he had never rimmed a guy’s ass before, and I was so fucking turned on to have a virgin ass licker who I could mold and mentor. I was determined more than ever to turn this vanilla man to the dark side by making him eat my ass. I did not push the issue that night. I needed to be patient and strategic…but it was only a matter of fucking time. A few days later when we were naked in his bedroom (which is the only place he ever had sex,) I gave him an awesome blowjob, and he was primed to fuck me. I knew now was the time… I brought up him rimming my hole, and I thought he might get angry and frustrated with me for being persistent, because it was something he clearly did not want to do. After the amazing blowjob I gave him however, he was primed to fuck me, and in his horned-up state he was thinking with his dick. Rather than anger or frustration, his eyes were pleading with me, which I interpreted as a combination of “Please just let me fuck you!” and “Please don’t make me do this!” I had the fucker right where I wanted him, but I knew this moment was crucial. I was soft in my approach, almost cooing and coaxing him like the witch enticed Hansel and Gretel into her house of sweets. Realizing we were unexpectedly playing a game of chicken and I had no intention of blinking first, he finally and slowly moved his head and mouth ever so closer to my sweet little pucker hole, aka unexpected candy for his virgin mouth. His face expressed a sense of dread as to what was about to happen next and he scrunched his eyes closed tightly. And then…FUCK!!! His tongue made first contact with my precious bootyhole. I screamed out “YES!” as his tongue instinctively started to wiggle around my hole. I gasped and moaned and gave plenty of encouragement for him to keep going. I remember that moment when my sexual urges took control of me and without even realizing it, I yelled “FUCK ME WITH YOUR TONGUE!” He did as ordered, and pushed the tip of his tongue inside of bunghole and moved his head forward and backward ever so slightly repeatedly. It was at that moment, I realized something spectacular: This guy curled up the tip and sides of his tongue, making it a hard appendage that was literally fucking my boy cunt! I was in 7th Heaven when he removed his tongue, jumped up, and rushed forward on his knees, lining his cock up with my now wet fuck hole. He crammed his cock into me uncontrollably and he fell on top of me, fucking me missionary. Within 20 seconds he yelled and grunted as he dumped his load inside of me. I felt the full weight of him lying on top of me, completely pinned between him and the mattress as he caught his breath and came back to reality. When we both had our wits about us, I said, “we are definitely doing that again!” and when he did not disagree, I knew my new ass licker was born! I loved the fact that this guy now rimmed my hole every time before he fucked it full of cum, but after a while, I felt the need to change it up for this not-quite-so vanilla guy. One night after he ate my ass and fucked me full of his cum, I reminded him that I still needed to get off. Having fucked me in the missionary position, he lifted himself off me and kneeled between my spread legs watching me as I stroked my cock. I found it difficult to cum and needed more stimulation, so I asked him to stick a finger up my hole. His finger provided some stimulation, but being thinner than his cock, his finger had little impact. I was getting frustrated and needed something more to put me over the edge. Suddenly and quite unexpectedly in my moment of increasing sexual frustration, “Eat my ass!” bellowed out of my mouth without me even realizing it. My boyfriend got a shocked look on his face and asked “WHAT?!” in disbelief and I yelled uncontrollably “EAT MY FUCKING ASS SO I CAN CUM!” as I lifted my legs high and wide to give him easy access. It was like my body was possessed and a kinky demon had taken control of me. My boyfriend hesitantly bent down to get his head and mouth closer to my hole and when he was ever so close, I grabbed a handful of his hair from the back of his head with my left fist while I furiously stroked my cock with my right hand. I screamed “GET YOUR FUCKING TONGUE IN ME!” as I forced his face into my ass. His natural instincts took over, and he stuck his fucking tongue in my freshly fucked and puffy boy cunt and started to lick. Knowing he was licking my hole and tasting his own fucking cum inside my asshole put me over the edge as I screamed “FUCK!” at the top of my lungs and shot my huge load, it hitting me in my face. It seemed like forever for me to come down from my sexual high, but eventually I caught my breath and lowered my legs. I looked up at my boyfriend who was now kneeling on the bed staring at me like he did not even recognize me. As I looked at his deer-in-the-headlights face, I was immediately drawn to his mouth...and his lips... and his nose...and the area between his nose and his lips. That entire area of his face was wet and glistening with HIS cum that he ate out of MY fucking asshole. The demon within me smiled at the sight, already formulating our next sexual encounter!

There are times when you reflect on your current circumstance and wonder to yourself, “How did I fucking get to this place?” That is exactly what I was thinking as I parked my car in the dark parking lot of an adult bookstore/movie theater that was about 10 minutes from the home I share with my husband. It was about 4:05am early Sunday morning and I felt like a bitch in heat as I cruised for cock and cum to fulfill my latest obsession: Having strangers fuck me full of cum and then feeding their nut to my unsuspecting husband. It has been a week since the last two guys dumped their loads in my hole, and I was craving the opportunity to feed my husband another stranger’s second-hand load when he got home from work at 6:30am. I had spent the past three hours on multiple gay cruising apps with no success. The guys I had messaged had either been not interested or not serious about getting together. The time available to get a load for my husband was dwindling and if I did not get it soon, I would have to wait another full week, which was a lifetime for a slut like me. After three hours with no prospects and feeling more desperate by the minute, I decided to visit the nearby adult bookstore/movie theater to hopefully get a quick load. My hopes dwindled as I stood at the locked front door and read the “Closed for Cleaning until 4:30am” sign. FUCK! I looked at the time on my phone and thought waiting 25 minutes until they reopened was not too long to wait, but then it occurred to me that there were no other cars in the parking lot and who knew how long before a top wanting to fuck me full of cum would show up. I was not ready to give up yet so I convinced myself to stay until at least 5am before I threw in the towel: 25 minutes to patiently wait until the bookstore reopened and 30 minutes for the cock of my dreams to hopefully pierce my pucker hole and dump a load. I ultimately returned to my car, watching the front door until the bookstore worker removed the cleaning sign and unlocked the door. As soon as it was unlocked, I sprinted through the door and up to the counter where a cute 22-24-year-old ginger stood behind the counter. He looked like he could be a surfer or a lifeguard, and I was sure most of the horny customers drooled over him and wanted to see him naked. I didn't know the guy’s name, but we had exchanged brief pleasantries in the past when I came in to purchase poppers or used the video booths to get some cock and cum. As I approached the counter, the guy gave me his killer smile and asked me why I looked so tense. I debated for a moment if I should tell him the truth, but then admitted to the bookstore clerk I was desperate to get fucked full of cum, but my morning had been a bust so far. I told hot boy I needed to be home by 6:20am and hoped to get a load up my ass before then. Hot boy asked, “what’s at home at 6:20am?” and I told him my boyfriend. One of his eyebrows raised in a sexy sort of way, as he asked me if my boyfriend knew I was desperate to get my hole filled with cock and cum and I told him “no.” “That’s fucking hot” he said, giving me a smile that would stop traffic. I said, “You think that’s fucking hot, wait until you hear what I want do that cum!” His eyebrow rose again as I told him about my obsession with getting cum fucked up my ass so I could feed it to my husband without him knowing. I explained about the lube that looks and smells and tastes like cum and how my oblivious boyfriend was eating stranger’s loads out of my ass thinking it’s the fucking lube. The guy smirked as he ask me if my husband was really that fucking stupid and I told him that my husband was very vanilla and had a lot of book smarts but no common sense. It would never occur to my husband that I was feeding him another man’s cum. At that moment, the front door to the bookstore opened and a big, tall older and unattractive man walked in. It was hard to tell how old he was because he had a weathered look about him, but I guessed he was in his late 60’s to early 70’s, which put him somewhere between my dad's and grampa’s ages. The guy had a straggly over-grown beard and mustache and the hair on his head was long and unkempt. He was a hefty guy with dirt on his flannel shirt, blue jeans, and work boots. He needed a shower and looked like he might be homeless. From just inside the door the guy yelled over, asking the clerk if it was ok to use the bathroom to clean himself up a little bit. Hot boy said, “Sure thing, Charlie, but I need a favor in exchange.” Charlie got a surprised look on his face but asked “What do you need?” Without missing a beat, the clerk said “My buddy here is desperate to have a stranger fuck him full of cum so he can take it home and feed it to his dipshit husband. Are you ok dumping your load inside his ass?” Charlie got a smile on his face and said “Fuck Yeah!” Hot Boy smiled widely as he turned to me and said, “you are gonna get that load fucked into you after all” and nodded and pointed his finger for me to go over to Charlie since the decision was made. As I walked away from the counter hot boy said, “Charlie: My buddy is under a tight time schedule. Take him into the bathroom with you and fuck him full of cum and after you are done, you can clean yourself up really good.” Right as we were about to enter the bathroom hot boy said, “Hey buddy, I have a present for you to take home to your husband. Stop back up to the counter before you head home, ok?” I agreed as I followed Charlie into the bathroom. When Charlie and I entered the bathroom, I was struck by how much taller than I Charlie was. He had to be 6’5” – 6’6” in comparison to me being 5’7”. Charlie wasted no time undoing his pants and pushed them down to his knees while I unbuttoned my shorts and stepped out of them. I walked over to him, and he reached out and grabbed my hooded sweatshirt with both of his hands and pulled it up over my head and threw it on the floor in the corner. I was now standing there in just my running shoes and athletic socks. With his pants around his legs, Charlie waddled over to the toilet, sat down, and patted his thighs with both of his hands and said, “get over here and sit on my beer can cock, boy.” I looked down at Charlie’s fat cock for the first time and quickly walked back to the bathroom door. I opened the door and yelled, “Hey bud, do you have any lube we can use?” to which hot boy yelled back, “Sure thing, buddy! I will be right there.” After a moment, I heard the clerk approach and say, “here ya go,” as he handed me a plastic syringe filled with lube. Hot boy said, “I thought you would need some lube, so I just pumped a load out for you. Your husband is going to eat some of my nut right along with Charlie’s,” and he chuckled as he turned and walked away. I turned back around and walked toward Charlie with the syringe in my hand. As I got close, Charlie reached out to take the syringe and told me to turn around and bend over. I felt him push the syringe up my hole and felt the wetness inside my hole as Charlie squeezed the syringe handle to release hot boy’s cum. When he was done, Charlie threw the syringe on the floor in the corner near my hooded sweatshirt. I pulled myself up and positioned myself so I could sit on his cock facing away from him, but he stopped me and said, “Oh no…I want you facing me while I fuck you full of cum” and he pulled me forward. Charlie had wide hips so I widened my stance so I could straddle him while he sat on the toilet. Charlie clamped his big hands on my waist and said, “here we go boy” as he pulled me down onto his raging hard thick cock that stood straight up, puncturing my hole and opening me wide with one thrust. I yelled because his cock was big and thick, and my hole did not have time to adjust. Charlie pulled me down on his cock undeterred until he was balls deep and my hole felt stretched wider than it has been in a very long time. I pleaded with Charlie to go easy, but Charlie said, “You need to get my load home to your husband, boy and you don’t have time for me to go easy. Shut the fuck up and ride my cock!” And with that, Charlie lifted my hips up and down with his hands, frequently pulling me all the way off his cock and then slamming me back down on it again as I cried out, aware that anyone coming in the bookstore would hear me. After a while, Charlie let go of my waist and put his arms and hands under my thighs and lifted my legs and feet up off the floor and raising them up along the sides of the toilet. Charlie pushed me backward, impaling me on his cock as my legs and feet raised higher until my ankles were on his shoulders and I was cradled in his lap. In a fluid motion, Charlie enveloped me in his arms and lifted himself up off the toilet and me along with him. With his pants still around his legs, he waddled over until my back was against the wall and started pounding into my hole, eventually letting my ankles fall from his shoulders so my legs and feet were dangling in the area on either side of his big frame. I felt so full, and the fuck was so intense, I was screaming. After what seemed like forever, Charlie roared loudly and pushed his cock deep inside of me as he dumped his nut inside of me. Charlie held me against the wall, his cock still fully impaling me when the bathroom door opened and hot boy stood there with a smile on his face. He tossed a fat butt plug onto my hooded sweatshirt on the floor and said, “compliments of the house so you don't loose any of our cum before feeding your hubby!” and then closed the door. Charlie eventually pulled his cock out of me and held me under my armpits, as I lowered my legs and got my feet on the ground. My legs were shaky, and I stood there for a few minutes getting my wits about me before Charlie picked up the butt plug, swiveled me around and pushed it up inside my ass. With that, he walked over to the sink and started washing himself. I put my shorts and my hooded sweatshirt on and turned around and said “thank you” to Charlie as I prepared to walk out of the bathroom. Charlie kept washing himself, either not hearing me or ignoring me as I left the bathroom. My head was still spinning as I left the bathroom, and I heard hot boy yell “Hey bud! Don’t forget the present I have for your husband!” I slowly walked to the counter as the clerk grabbed a bottle of lube from behind him and sat it on the counter. As I looked at the 3 oz bottle of the “it’s just like-cum” lube, hot boy said “go ahead and take it.” As I took the bottle, he said “That bottle has the cum from the eight used condoms I found in the waste baskets from the 20 video booths I cleaned right before you arrived this morning. I threw them away earlier but pulled them out of the garbage after our conversation about your husband, and poured the loads into that bottle while you were getting fucked. Those eight loads are from random guys, all shapes and sizes, and walks of life. Take that bottle home and feed those loads from complete strangers to your hubby every chance you get. He will be amazed at how real that lube feels, tastes, and smells like cum.” My eyes went wide, and my cock was rock hard thinking of the opportunity. “I will do you one better,” hot boy continued. Come back next Sunday morning at 5am and I will give you another bottle of “lube.” It will be filled with all the loads from all of the used condoms I collect as I clean the video booths during the next week. I will keep track of the number of loads, so you know how much nut you are feeding to your husband. If interested, I will continue to collect loads for him every week. I will keep the bottle in our freezer here during the week and I suggest you discreetly store the bottle in your freezer in some type of container your hubby will not open. This will keep the loads fresh until you feed them to him. In exchange for your hubby’s weekly lube subscription, I have two requests: 1). You make sure you feed him every load in the bottle and return the empty lube bottle when you pick up the next supply of lube. I will reuse the same bottles every other week. 2). I want you to make videos of you feeding your hubby all those random loads of cum out of your ass. His face will be covered by your ass so you should have no problem making eye contact with your phone camera and being verbal with your hubby, as you make the video without him knowing. I want to hear you encouraging your husband to eat that lube and him telling you how much he loves eating it. Give me lots of dirty talk!" I almost shot my load hands-free as hot boy laid out the detailed plan for my husband, offering to become my co-conspirator. He held out his hand as he asked, “Do we have a deal?” to which I said, “We have a fucking deal!” and shook his hand. Hot boy concluded by saying, “Good boy!" He then handed me a piece of paper with a phone number and said “I expect you to text me a copy of the video of you feeding your husband my and Charlie's loads this morning. Now get your ass home and feed your hubby!” As I walked to my car, I had a full-blown smile on my face. And to think I was afraid this morning was going to be a total bust!

The thought of my husband unknowingly eating his massage therapist's cum out of my freshly fucked hole a few days earlier made me so incredibly horny. Because I like variety, I craved feeding another guy's nut to my oblivious husband without him realizing it. My husband worked at a local hospital from 6pm to 6am on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, which was great because he worked while I slept, which gave us a lot of time to spend together during the weekend. It also provided me with great opportunities to cruise for guys on weekends while he worked, frequently hooking up with guys heading home from the bars in the middle of the night. I fucking love middle-of-the-night sex when all the sane people are home sleeping and it is very hot to have sex with guys who are both horny and tipsy from a night out at the bars. I slept for a while, setting my alarm for 2am on Sunday morning, so I could sign onto some of my cruising apps, not knowing how long it would take to find a top. It was just about 3am when a top sent me a message confirming he needed to host and that he wanted to fuck me full of cum. As my husband would not return home from work until about 6:30am, so I had plenty of time. If anything, I was concerned it might be too much time and I wondered if I should wait until closer to my husband's arrival home from work to have the anonymous sperm donor deposit his load inside my fuck hole. I ultimately took the top's address and got my hole ready, rationalizing I could use a butt plug to keep his load in my warm hole until right befor my husband arrived home from work and I replaced it with my dildo. As I prepared to leave, I grabbed one of my butt plugs and stuck it in the side pocket of my cargo shorts so I could push it up my hole once this guy's load was deposited. When I arrived, I realized the guy lived in a low-income apartment building operated by the City that was down the hill from the hospital where my husband worked. The building was 10 stories tall and had about 150 studio apartments. I walked into the building and told the African American security guard I was there to visit Ramon in unit 708. He called Ramon to confirm I was a legitimate visitor, and that it was ok to send me up. The guard looked at my driver’s license and had a gleam in his eye as he had me sign the logbook and then escorted me to the elevator. The security guard swiped his badge inside the elevator and pressed “7” and said, “Have fun, Jimmy M*****LL!” as he stepped out of the elevator and turned to walk back to his desk. I felt a bit over-exposed and vulnerable, given I was about to cheat on my husband with a stranger, after having shown the security guard my photo ID with my name and address, and him calling me by my first and last name as he sent me on my way to get fucked full of cum. It was almost as if he knew. I was on a mission, however, and I felt my pucker hole twitch in anticipation as I knocked on the door to unit 708. Ramon answered the door wearing a white wife beater t-shirt with the phrase “sex is my cardio” imprinted on it, and was naked otherwise except for a pair of socks. Ramon was a Hispanic guy in his early 40s. He was goodlooking, but had a beer belly on him. He also had a banana-shaped schlong that was easily 9” long and as I entered his studio, I stripped off my shorts and t-shirt, leaving on my running shoes and athletic socks. Ramon told me to lie on my back with my ass over the arm of his large overstuffed chair and to lift my legs high and wide. Ramon was significantly taller than me, so the arm of his chair put my hole at a perfect height for his cock while having my shoulders and head against the seat cushion about six inches lower than my ass, and gravity holding me in place. Ramon loogied on my hole and unceremoniously pushed his cock inside. He pushed in with one fluid motion, and I felt the curve of his cock burrowing deep inside of me. I moaned as he went balls deep and he immediately started to pull his cock out again. He pulled it out, leaving just the tip inside, and then pushed it all the way back in in a fluid motion and kept that rhythm going repeatedly. I was in my own little world as Ramon fucked me, my pucker hole savoring every thrust and withdrawal. I was broken from my trance when Ramon said, “Is Jimmy Papi’s puta?” I did not know what “puta” meant at that moment (I found out later it means “slut" in Spanish,) but I was not about to disagree and jeopardize having Ramon's amazing cock up my ass. As Ramon continued to fuck me, he became more verbal. He told me he was “fucking Jimmy’s pussy” and that he was going to “make Jimmy's pussy nice and puffy.” As Ramon fucked me further and my hole opened up, he started to pull his cock completely out of my hole only to shove it all the way back in. My pucker hole remained open and eagerly awaited his cock's reentry. At one point, Ramon told me he was going to knock me up and send me home with his load. I intuitively responded, “Fuck yeah! And I am gonna feed my husband your fucking load right out of my ass!” His cock spasmed deep inside of me as he asked, “Say what?!” I explained to Ramon as he continued his long strokes, that when my husband got home from work, I was going to have him eat my ass and I was going to push Ramon’s load out of my ass and into my husband's mouth so he could swallow it all down. Ramon responded, “Man, your husband is into some kinky shit!” to which I told Ramon that I was the kinky one and my husband had no fucking clue that he was going to eat Ramon’s nut. “What the fuck do you mean ‘he’s not going to know he’s eating my fucking nut out of your pussy?!'" as he continued to fully skewer me with his brown banana. I explained through labored breaths about the lube I had that smells and feels and tastes like cum. I also explained using my dildo to justify my open hole so my husband would not suspect that I was fucked by other guys. While Ramon looked at me in disbelief, I explained to him that my husband had a lot of book smarts but no common sense. I was going to make my husband believe he’s eating the lube that smells and feels and tastes like cum, while he actually gobbled down Ramon’s nut. With that, Ramon pushed his cock in to the hilt, and yelled, “You kinky cheating puta!” as I felt his cock pulsate repeatedly and he nutted deep inside of me. Once Ramon pulled out, I got on my knees and cleaned his cock like a good little slut, before reaching into the pocket of my cargo shorts and pulled out the egg-shaped black butt plug I brought with me. I held it up to Ramon and asked, “Would you mind?” He held out his hand with a smirk on his face, as I turned around and bent over. Once firmly inserted, I stood up, pulled on my shorts, thanked Ramon for his load, and headed to the elevator. When the elevator door opened on the main level, the security guard was sitting at his desk and smiled at me. He asked, “Did you have fun Jimmy M*****LL?” using my first and last name again. He stood up and walked around the side of the desk saying, “Come with me, Jimmy M*****LL,” to which I cautiously followed him to a nearby door. He turned on the light to a small office and put his hand on my shoulder to guide me inside. As I heard the door click closed, he stood behind me, putting his huge hands on my hips and forcefully yanked down my cargo pants without unbuttoning them, subsequently ripping the front button off. My shorts fell to my ankles as I heard the security guard whose name I did not know, unzip the fly on his pants. I felt his fingers go to my hole and him warn “you best keep all that nut inside your hole” as he yanked out the butt plug. I did my best hold Ramon’s cum inside of me as I felt the head of the security guard’s cock push inside, becoming the newest butt plug up my ass and completely trapping Ramon’s seed inside. The security guard’s cock was thick and unlike Ramon’s steady in-and-out rhythm, this man’s cock took Jimmy’s hole for a hard ride. He held on to my hips and fucked me like a fucking rag doll, not giving me time to adjust or even take a breath. He rode me like a fucking bitch in heat until I heard him moan and loudly grunt, saying “take my nut you cheating slut!” His cock was buried deep inside of me as I felt the ropes of his cum spray inside and he marked his territory. After a few minutes, his breathing returned more toward normal, and I could finally catch my breath. He pulled his cock out of my hole, put his hand against the small of my back and pushed me so I was bent over at my waist. I heard him say “fucking slut” as he crammed the egg-shaped butt plug back in my open hole. He then used his big hands to spin me around and push me down so I could properly clean my butt juices and some of Ramon’s cum off of his cock. As I stood up, he zipped himself up and I reached for my shorts. Once back on me, my shorts were loose at the waist due to my missing button, but I did not bother looking for it. The security guard ushered me out of the room, now that I had no further purpose. I looked totally disheveled as I walked like I had been thoroughly fucked, partially due to the butt plug up my ass, but also because I had just been thoroughly fucked. As I walked to the main entrance to leave, he yelled over, “Tell your husband Smitty says “Bon Fucking Appetit!” Ramon must have shared my deceitful plan with the security guard while I rode the elevator down to the main floor and Smitty took full advantage of the opportunity without even asking. By the time I got home, I had time to shower and freshen myself up. I grabbed the bottle of “cum-like” lube and my dildo. I set my alarm for about 15 minutes before I expected my husband home and dozed in the meantime. When the alarm went off, I went to the bathroom and gently pulled out the butt plug, diligently washing it with soap and hot water so I could return it to my nightstand. I crawled into bed and inserted the dildo, pushing it in and out several times. I positioned myself on the bed so I was lying at a diagonal so my head was on my pillow, but my ass was on toward the center of the bed, with my legs over on my husband’s side. I laid the bottle of lube on the bed near my ass and the dildo, and I covered myself with the bedding and turned off the light, now patiently waiting… I heard the electric garage door and my husband entered our house. I started to breath more deeply and evenly, giving the appearance I was asleep. I heard my husband enter our bedroom and quietly undress. He pulled up the covers to climb into his side of the bed, which was impossible given the position of my legs. He felt my legs with his hand and moved it up until he got to my ass and briefly squeezed my ass cheek until he felt the dildo sticking out of my ass. He grabbed the dildo, pushing it in and pulling it out for a bit, as I started to moan, "waking up" and showing my appreciation for the attention to my ass. My husband pulled the dildo out of my ass and I heard it plunk down onto the carpet next to the bed. With that, I felt both of my husband’s hands on my ass cheeks, as he pulled them apart and I felt his face against them, and then his tongue against my hole, startling to lick my wet used pucker hole. I moaned at the thought of my husband’s ability to curl the tip and sides of his tongue upward, making it hard and curved like a fucking spoon, and him unknowingly scooping up the beginning of Ramon’s and Smitty’s combined loads and depositing them into his mouth. My unsuspecting hubby then swallowing them and having two strangers' nuts slide down his throat, ultimately making his tummy feel more full than when he arrived home. I meanwhile continue to push the reminder of Ramon's and Smitty's large loads out of my hole with more force. I moan louder, asking my husband if he enjoyed the taste of the lube, like I did when he unknowingly ate his massage therapist's load out of my ass a few days before. After he responded, “Fuck yeah!,” I could not help but say “Bon Fucking Appetit!”