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Note: I didn't write this saga - I found it online a while back. It's an engaging combination of humor and erotica based entirely on the forced-sissy/cuckold lifestyle. As far as I know there are only 16 parts. I'll post them all over the next few days.
Written, created, conceived, and masturbated to by AKA.
Comments: akaCockBobber(at)yahoo(dot)com
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Disclaimer: This story is intended for adults. It
contains themes and situations that are not suitable
for those not considered adults in their communities.
It also contains naughty words. All characters in
this story are intended to be portrayed as adults
and therefore legally entitled to perform the strange,
disgusting, and often downright immoral acts they
are described as doing.
The following is part one of the Bob Cocker saga.
a.k.a. Cock Bobber - Beginnings
by AKA
My name is Bob Cocker. Unfortunately, that's not what everyone calls me nowadays. Sure, no one calls me "Cock Bobber" to my face, but I know that's my nickname in some circles. How I got my nickname is a bit of a long story. But the start of the story is rather clear.
I guess it all started on my 18th birthday. That was the day I found out just how strongly how my beloved Tanya felt about ... well ... cum. You see, she and I had been going out for a few months. I guess you could say we were 'going steady'. I was thrilled. Tanya was everything I'd ever dreamed of ... and more. She was beautiful to look at, had long medium-blonde hair and a really sexy body. She was smart, too; she was in all my advanced high school courses. Guys like me -- the thin, nerdy types -- never seemed to attract the beautiful sexy girls like her. But Tanya liked me. I was nuts about her. I hoped that someday, she'd love me. So you can imagine my sheer joy when, on my 18th birthday, Tanya offered me a blowjob.
"Honey ... that's ... that's g-great! But ... but, are you sure you want to? I mean, the times we've ..."
"I know. I know," Tanya replied, "The other times I've gotten pretty grossed out when you shoot your ... stuff," she said, referring to the times she'd given me a handjob. "I mean, I want to make you happy, Bobby. I want to make you feel good. Like you made me feel when you licked my ... um ... sex."
I smiled. I thought Tanya was the hottest thing on the planet and I was thrilled the first time she let me lick her pussy. I thought it tasted terrific. And I loved the way she squirmed and wiggled when I did it. Whenever we had a bit of privacy these days, she seemed to end up sitting on my face. I wanted to put my dick in her ... or have her suck on it ... but I was too shy to ask her. She always seemed really fascinated with my dick ... she was always playing with it to make it hard. 'It looks so pretty that way,' she'd say. My dick got lots of attention from her; stroking, squeezing, and fondling. But the few times I'd cum, she'd been completely grossed out by the sticky feeling of cum on her hands. She'd practically run to wash it off. That's why it really meant something to me when she
offered to suck me off.
"But, uh ... when can we do it?" I asked. The night I'd licked her had been one of the rare occasions we got to spend any time alone. My parents (well, my mom and stepdad) had been out to a late dinner. But tonight, they had made a big deal of cooking me a big birthday dinner. I knew we'd never get any time alone.
"Well, I thought maybe," she looked at me coyly, "we could go under the bleachers out in the football field."
I grinned. "Okay, then. I'll meet you there after 7th period."
***
Now, at this point I'd never had my dick sucked before, so even the worst blowjob ever would probably have felt great. But Tanya was doing an awesome job! I'd seen a few pornos that the guys had smuggled out of their father's collections and Tanya was doing everything I'd seen in those and more. I wondered if she'd seen one or two pornos herself. She was bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue around, turning her head to make eye contact with me, and following her mouth with her hand. She was incredible! My Tanya ... my girlfriend ... was a great cocksucker! I felt like the luckiest man in the world.
I can say now that those were likely the three best minutes of my life. Then, I heard a loud male voice say, "Ho ho ho! What do we have here??!" I sat bolt upright in absolute shock at being caught. The next thing I heard was the ringing sound made by my head hitting one of the bleacher support beams.
I was knocked out cold.
***
"Honey, get up. C'mon, honey ... it's time to go now."
"Wha? What ... what happened?" I sat up and looked around in confusion. We were sitting ... under the bleachers? I tried to remember what we were doing there.
"What happened? You KNOW what happened, honey. Your little birthday blowjob turned into a birthday gangbang for your girlfriend."
"WHAT?!?" I cried, still dazed.
"Oh, don't be ridiculous, Bobby. It seems pretty clear to me that you invited your buddy Malph and his little crew to watch you get your precious blowjob. I can't believe you'd be so callous. I'm really beginning to wonder if you're right for me. I think we should break up."
My stunned brain was trying to comprehend a dozen things at once. The voice I'd heard ... that could have been Malph. But to call him my 'buddy' was totally wrong. Ralph Ludder was a big bully who pushed me around and stole my lunch money most days of the week. Everyone called him 'Malph' because of his red hair and passing resemblance to the character on the TV reruns. But wait ... did she say gangbang? And what was this about breaking up ... Tanya was the best thing to ever happen to me. I stuttered out the first thing that came to mind.
"I .. I .. I don't want to break up!"
"Is that so?" she said sarcastically while pulling on her blouse (I just now realized that she was practically naked). "Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it. Just lying there with your pants around your ankles while four of your friends fuck the tar out of me."
"Wait, I ... they're not my ..."
"I mean, the way we were going, Bobby, I'd figured I'd get some fuck-action around you sooner or later, but I didn't quite expect this! And I can't believe you just laid there," she continued, now examining her torn skirt, "Oh darn. This zipper is broken."
"Honey! I was out cold!" I exclaimed, holding my head.
She tilted her head up in thought. "Well, yeah. I almost fainted, too, when I saw the size of Malph's cock. It's pretty huge, isn't it? I mean, compared to yours anyway. And, boy, I thought yours looked pretty when it got all hard, but his was downright gorgeous! Felt pretty good when he fucked me with it, too ... well, after a minute or two. Does yours feel like that, too? Hey ... do you see my panties anywhere?"
"No, I ... wait ... what--"
"OH MY GOD! Oh God! I'm gonna ... I'm gonna be sick," she suddenly cried.
"What's wrong?"
"There's c-cum all over my th-thighs! Oh, God ... it's dripping down out of my pussy!" she sobbed.
"He came inside your pussy?" I asked.
"They all did! They all came inside my pussy!" She was starting to get a little frantic. She started to reach down to wipe away the cum, but I could tell she still was reluctant to even touch it.
"What ... what if you get pregnant?"
"Preg-- OH NO! I CAN'T get pregnant, Bobby! My mom will kill me! Get it out, Bobby! This is all your fault! Get it out! Get it out! Get it ouuuuuutt!" she descended into hysterics, her arms flapping at her side as she practically screamed in panic. It was like she hadn't even thought of the possibility of getting pregnant
until then.
"Shhh. Shhh. Honey .. don't worry. I'll -- I'll think of something! I ... do you have anything we can wash it out with? Some water or--"
"This is YOUR fault," she screamed. She fell back onto the ground on her back, sobbing madly. Her legs fell open lewdly as her body was racked with sobs. "G-get it out of me! Help meeeee! I don't wa-wa-want to get p-p-pregnant now!"
I was dumbstruck. I had no idea what to do. I reached between her legs and put two fingers in her stretched pussy, intending to scoop out some of the cum inside. There must have been an awful lot up there ... I couldn't even feel the walls of her pussy. It was like dipping my fingers into warm custard.
"NOOOO! STOP!" she screamed, "Wha-what are you d-doing! You're just p-pushing it further up inside me!!!"
"But honey ... what am I supposed to do?"
"You can't push on it to get it out! You have to pull it out of there somehow! Before ... before I get .... p-pregnant!" At the reminder of possibly becoming pregnant, her wailing resumed. "Pull it out of me, Bobby. Suck it out! Suck it oooooouuuuuuut!"
For an instant, it seemed that time froze. Moments that are going to affect the rest of your life always seem to be that way. Tanya was right ... the only way to get that cum out of her was to find a way to suck it out .. instead of pushing anything inside. But between two half naked teenagers under the school bleachers, there wasn't exactly a whole lot of different methods to choose from. The only option ... shocked me. Revolted me, in fact. I'd have to ... I'd have to use my mouth.
I instantly thought of the time the previous summer when I'd had to siphon gasoline from a car. Gasoline tasted terrible even if only a little got in your mouth, but all you had to do was get the flow started. And, in an emergency, tasting a bit of gasoline had been the only way. Well, this was an emergency. But ... wasn't gasoline. It was cum. Other men's cum. Several loads of other men's cum in my
girlfriends stretched and well worn pussy.
But if that thought was going to cause resistance, the picture of the poor, sobbing,
miserable girl in front of me was more than enough to convince me that ... in an emergency ... I could do it. I'd do anything for her. I loved her. I loved her and I'd do anything to make her feel better. And, of course, keeping her from getting pregnant was fairly important to me as well.
So, I swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and leaned my face down to her soaked & slimy pussy. I opened my mouth, pressed my lips hard against her flesh to make a seal, and took a tentative suck.
A stream of sticky, warm cum instantly flowed into my mouth. The first glob to hit my tongue took my by surprise. It wasn't so much the taste -- it really wasn't as revolting as my brain had made it out to be -- but just my own mental resistance made me jump back. I pushed myself up, holding my body over hers, keeping the sperm in my mouth for a moment until the shock wore off. I turned my head, intending to spit out the mouthful of semen I had when I heard her gasp. I looked down at her and was frozen mometarily by the most incredible ... "look" on her face. It was a look of absolute adoration.
"Oh ... oh God, honey! I can't ... I can't believe ... you sucked that cum out of my pussy!" Her body practically lept off the ground as her arms wrapped around me in a powerful hug. It knocked the wind out of me and I had to exhale through my nose to avoid spitting the cum in my mouth all over her. "That's so ... so ROMANTIC!"
"Hrmph?!" I grunted in question. Her tight hold on me pinned my head next to hers, so she couldn't see my cheeks bulging with the mouthful of jism I had. Half my brain wanted to vomit, but I fought back the gag to avoid spewing the cum all over her shoulder.
"Oh, Bobby. You must really love me. You must really, really love me. To put your face down in the gooey, disgusting semen left there by other men ... and suck it into your mouth ... I mean ... wow! This means ... this means so much to me." She broke the hug, pushed me back onto the ground, and started planting kisses all over
my forehead, cheeks, neck ... she was absolutely enthralled. I'd never seen her so happy ... or so .. loving. The look in her eyes was incredible.
Then she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to mine ... hard. Here was another of those slow motion moments. She was kissing me while I had a mouthful of sperm. I could feel her tongue pressing against my lips. But she had no idea what lay past those lips. She was so enraptured with my "act of love" that she failed to notice
that I was still holding a glob of semen in my mouth. I suppose you could say I had a decision to make. But there really wasn't any choice. I swallowed. I swallowed it all it one big gulp.
And I kissed her. I kissed this woman I loved. And she kissed me back. It was the best kiss of our lives ... because of the absolute love behind it. We shared the flavor of a strangers jism between us, but neither of us cared ... or even noticed, really. She was right ... I had to love her to do what I'd done. And proving my
love to her this way had given her a reason to love me. I'd remember this moment for the rest of my life. Our kiss and our embrace lasted for what seemed like hours, even though it was just a few minutes. Our two bodies rolled and I felt the weight of her tiny form pressing down on top of me. The emotional power of our kiss and the
feel of her bare thighs against my dick caused it to stiffen and quickly get hard.
She gently pulled away and looked me lovingly in the eye, "Oh honey. I still can't believe it. You know how much cum grosses me out. I can't even imagine how you mustered the guts to push your face into the slimy mixture of four stranger's semen."
While the bluntness of her words confused me a bit, I simply told her the first thing that came to mind, "Well, I was trying to start a siphon ... like when you siphon gasoline from a car. Um ... I hope it worked."
Her eyes changed as she suddenly remember why I'd started sucking, "Oh no, honey. I don't think it did. I can still feel that cum squishing around inside me." Her bottom lip began to quiver and I could tell she was about
to start crying again. Then her eyes widened, "Oh!! Wait! Don't you remember last week in physics class?! A siphon only works if you move from a higher place to a lower place! Hold still, honey!"
Without warning, she spun her tiny body around above me and clamped her thighs around my face, "There! Now when you get it started it will flow downward. Oh, honey! This is going to work! Thank you so much. You know I can't even consider get pregnant right now."
Feeling her sticky crotch press against my face and smelling the musky scent of her filled pussy made me want to push her away. I resisted, but was about to protest the position she had me in when she suddenly grabbed hold of my still-semi-hard dick.
"Oh, look at this! It looks like 'your little friend' is rather happy right now. You seems awfully excited for someone who just slurped down a guy's cum, Bobby," she giggled in a joking tone. Her bare pussy wiggled on my face as she laughed at her joke.
"But sweetheart, ..." my muffled voice protested.
"Oh, you know I'm just kidding, baby! Actually, I think it takes a special kind of guy to eat another man's sperm and not have it turn him off completely. Those neanderthal jocks who filled that pussy up would probably wither away completely if you simply mentioned the idea of drinking jism to them. But you, honey ... you've obviously got a special kind of mindset. Oh, say ... if you don't start with a bit of suction, you'll never get the siphon started," she pointed out, wiggling her crotch further down against my face for emphasis.
And, actually, she was wrong about that. I could see a flow of thick, slimy white goo beginning to drip down out of her pussy. She'd positioned herself perfectly over my mouth. Again, I had a decision to make. Of course, I wanted to get that cum out of her and prevent her from getting pregnant, but the idea of just lying here and eating it all still bothered me. She had her thighs clamped around my head, so there'd be no spitting it out. But, as I thought about it, I guess the worst thing about drinking sperm was that it made me feel like I was some kind of faggot. But here she was telling me what a special kind of man I was not to let it bother me. So, the only person who'd know wouldn't think of me as a fag at all. And I'd already determined that the taste wasn't
really too bad. So, I made up my mind.
I pressed my mouth to her pussy and sucked. The cum instantly began to flow into my mouth.
"Ohhhh, that feels goooood," she moaned. Her hand began to absent mindedly stroke my ever stiffening cock.
Once I'd decided to slurp the cum from her pussy, I made up my mind to go all out. I was determined to get every drop of semen out of her and I might as well get it over with as quickly as possible. As it steadily flowed into my mouth, I swallowed as fast as I could to make room for more, trying desperately not to gag. My tongue probed deeply inside her, scooping out all the jism I could reach.
"Ohhhh my Gaaawwwwwwwd!" moaned Tanya. "I ... I ... think I'm ..... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Her thighs clenched tightly against my ears and her whole body shuddered. For a moment, I thought I'd hurt her somehow; I'd never felt a woman orgasm before. But the flood of juices into my mouth told me otherwise. I'd licked her pussy many times, but I guessed I'd never made her cum before. The flow was now a mixture of her orgasmic fluids and the leftover spend of other men. But I was so overjoyed at having made her cum, I didn't even consider what I was greedily swallowing. My cock was now rock hard; making her cum was the sexiest thing I'd ever
done.
She felt it firm in her hand as her senses returned after her orgasm. "Oh, sweetheart. Look how hard your little pecker is getting as you gobble down that spermy mess. I knew you were special, honey. I knew you weren't like all those others ... all those 'men'. Oh god .. ohhhhhhhhhh"
Something wasn't quite right with what she said, but then another powerful orgasm shot thru her body and another flood of juices poured down my throat. The taste was changing. Most of the male cum had been washed out. But now I was concentrating on making her cum. My cock felt swollen, like it was about to burst.
"Eat that nasty cum, baby. Lick it all out me. Get all that cock juice out of the woman you love. Your cock is so hard. I can tell you love this as much as I do. That's it .. ohh ... oohhhhhhhhhhhhh."
I was only half listening to what she was saying. Some part of me wanted to resist the implication that I 'loved' licking cum out of her, but I was again distracted by the bucking of her entire body as another massive orgasm swept over her. This one was powerful enough to lift her body off of my head. As the bodily contractions subsided, we lay next to each other on our sides, my face by her crotch and hers next to mine.
"Thank you, baby. Thank you sooo, much. I can't believe how good you made me feel," she moaned in a post-orgasmic haze. "And I can't believe how hard your little dick got when you were gulping down all that cock-cream! I thought it was going to squirt all by itself!!"
"Wait .. I was ..."
"But since it didn't, honey, how about I give you that blowjob now? You've been soooo good to me!"
With that, she engulfed the head of my cock with her mouth. If I was going to say anything, I forgot what. She went right back to giving the same awesome blowjob she'd started long before. God, she was incredibly good. I knew I was going to cum almost instantly.
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# Posted: 28 Feb 2008 03:57:17
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"C-c-careful, Tanya ... you're going to make me cum in your m-mouth. Are you sure you want ..."
She pulled her mouth off my cock with a wet pop, "It's ok, baby. I want to try it. You liked cum in your mouth so much that I want to see how much I like it, too."
Any reply that I had to that was quickly forgotten due to the orgasm building within my balls. With the treatment she was giving me, I was lucky to have lasted the 2 minutes that I did. Knowing how she felt about cum, I warned her with a moaned, "I-I'm coming, honey." I felt her tense up a bit, but she kept her mouth clamped around my cock and kept stroking. God ... what a great girl ... to take my cum in her mouth even though she could barely stand to touch it. I loved her so much. When I came, it was the best orgasm of my life. I'm not sure how much I came into her mouth, but it had to have been the biggest load I ever shot.
She pulled her mouth off my cock and I stared lazily up at the bleachers above. "God, honey ... that was incredible. Thank you sooo much."
Her only reply was a muffled gurgle.
I propped myself up on my elbows. "Honey? Are you ok?" She was looking downward, her hair hanging down over her face. "Honey ... look at me."
She lifted her head up and I saw the sheer misery on her face. I could tell her mouth was full of cum ... and she was trying to swallow it ... but obivously she just couldn't do it. I sat up out of concern, "Honey, honey, honey ... it's ok. You don't have to--"
I saw tears welling in her eyes. I saw her throat muscles contract as she attempted not to gag ... and failed. I knew she wasn't going to be able to swallow it ... and would likely vomit if she held it much longer. I guessed that she wasn't spitting it out because she didn't want to even lay eyes on it ... something that I knew would gross her out even more.
So, I made another of those fateful decisions. I turned my body, pressed my lips to hers, and tilted my head back. As I opened my mouth and began to receive the flow of my own cum, I saw that same look of absolute adoration on her face that I'd seen earlier. I could see the feelings she had for me. And I loved her. God, I loved her.
Even as our lips remained locked together, I heard her make a long, loving whimpering sound. Her hands began to wander over my body in frantic, groping movements. One quickly found my softening cock and began to squeeze, instantly making it start to twinge again. Feeling this attention, I probed her mouth with my tongue, eliciting further moans and whimpers as she realized I was doing my best to scoop all of the cum she so disliked out of her mouth.
Our bodies lowered to the ground once again, her lips still locked to mine as she lay atop me. As the last of my cum flowed out of her mouth into mine, her free hand moved to my chin and held my head steady. She broke the kiss with an exaggerated "Mmmmwwah!" and looked down at me with that adoring sparkly-eyed look that I'd already come to absolutely need from her, even though I'd only just seen it for the first time a moment ago.
"I adore you, Bob Cocker," she whispered. "No man's ever done anything this wonderful for me. I just know we're right for each other, Bobby."
She leaned back down and pressed her lips to mine once again, keeping me in an extended kiss. She kept her lips closed, barely allowing my tongue to slip past. The hand she had used to hold my chin still when she kissed me began to move up and down my neck, gently squeezing my throat. After licking the semen of four strange men from her pussy, having my own cum in my mouth didn't seem like such a big deal, but I wasn't exactly looking forward to swallowing yet another mouthful. But the caressing action of her hand on my throat was causing an involuntary reaction in the muscles making it hard not to swallow.
She tried to talk with our lips pressed together. "Swallow it for me, Bobby," I thought I heard her say, but her voice was just a whisper.
"Mmm?" I grunted in question.
She broke the kiss momentarily. "Uh ... I said 'I just want you to be with me, Bobby'," she said, then went back to our liplock. Of course I'd heard her wrong. It was silly to think that she actually wanted me to swallow cum. It was just my own reluctance that made me misunderstand.
Of course, that reluctance was once again proving to be a moot point. The action of her hand on my neck was going to eventually make me swallow and the kiss we were locked in prevented me from doing anything else. I finally surrendered and allowed the slimy mixture of sperm and saliva to slide down my throat.
My adam's apple rose and and fell underneath her hand as I swallowed. I felt Tanya's body tense and she emitted a squeal of delight. Her fingers ended their dance on my throat muscles and she broke away from our kiss with a gasp, "Oh my God ... I just came again!"
"You did?" I asked, "How? I ..."
"Oh ... um ... honey, I was just thinking about all the wonderful things you've just done for me and how much I adore you!"
"And that made you cum?"
"Of course, silly! That's the difference between girls and guys: A girl can get sexual pleasure just from emotions. A guy, on the other hand, seems to always need physical stimulation .... like a hand stroking his cock ..." she said with a wicked smile and started stroking my cock again. Even though I was nowhere near recovered yet, the feel of her tiny fingers wrapped around me felt fantastic.
" ... or even a mouth around his cock ..." she whispered wickedly, giving my cock a quick mouthing. My eyes closed involuntarily and my head tilted back as I began to drift. Having cum so recently, my prick twinged, but did not get very hard. I had to admit, the feel of her mouth on my semi-soft dick felt different ... I'd never felt the sensation before.
" ... or for someone like you, I guess the feel and taste of semen in your mouth seems to do it. You sure were hard as a rock before, but now that you don't have cum in your mouth, you don't seem very .... interested."
It took a second or two for that last item to register .. she was stroking and sucking my cock, after all, but as soon as it did, I lifted my head and opened my mouth to explain, "Wait. But honey, it wasn't the--"
"Oh no!" she interrupted, "We've got to get out of here!"
"What's the matter," I asked, once again forgetting what I was going to say.
"The marching band is coming onto the field for practice!"
We quickly pulled our clothes on and snuck out from under the bleachers. As we went off to my car, my mind was reeling with what had happened that afternoon. What had been said and what had gone unsaid. Little did I know how my life would be forever changed. Especially after we talked to Tanya's mom later that afternoon.
To be continued ...
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# Posted: 29 Feb 2008 00:10:03
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MORE, MORE, MORE
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# Posted: 29 Feb 2008 01:44:42
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i couldn't agree more! please, more! priss
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# Posted: 29 Feb 2008 04:13:49 · Edited by: luceiia
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The following is part two of the Bob Cocker saga.
a.k.a. Cock Bobber - Tanya's Mom
by AKA
As we drove home after our adventure under the bleachers, I was uncertain as to what to do next. At first, I wanted to go find a teacher at our high school and tell them that four of their star athletes had raped my girlfriend.
"Oh, but honey, I don't really know if you can call it '****'. My mom always says, 'Boys will be boys'. Let's just go home and talk to her about it."
"Tanya," I replied, shocked at how unconcerned she seemed, "They forced themselves on you!"
"Well, the word 'forced' may be a bit .. strong, as well."
"What?!" I cried.
"Oh, honey ... you know how fascinated I am by cocks. Whenever we have a moment alone, you know I'm always playing with yours."
"Well, yes, but ..." I thought back on all the time we'd spent together in the past months since we'd been dating. I'd loved the fact that she always wanted to see my cock, and touch it, squeeze it, and watch it get hard. I'd tried to be a total gentlemen and take things slowly, as difficult as that was for me.
"But today was the first time I realized how different you are from all those 'men'. I mean, those guys under the bleachers? As soon as I stroked their cocks hard, it was like I turned on a switch or something. Right away, they were pawing at my clothes, squeezing my tits, playing with my pussy, and trying to stick their dicks
in my mouth."
"But ... you didn't let them, did you?"
"Stick their dicks in my mouth? Well, sure ... I guess I did. I mean, their cocks looked so hard and smooth and pretty ... it was hard not to want to kiss them."
"Oh my God, Tanya. What were you thinking?"
"Well, I wasn't 'thinking', exactly. It was like a had a 'switch' of my own. As soon as they started rubbing on my crotch, it was like my legs were spring loaded ... in the 'wiiiiide o-pen' position," she giggled with a playful expression on her face.
"I can't believe this."
"You can't believe what? That those men wanted to fuck me? You think I'm attractive, right honey?"
"What ... wait ... of COURSE, I do! Its just that ..."
"This is your fault, you know."
"MY FAULT?!??"
"Yes, your fault. What did you think would happen? By letting them see me sucking on your dick, you basically proved to them that your girlfriend was cock-hungry, but then you just laid there doing nothing about it. I mean, someone like you may not have been interested, but how did you expect a group of actual 'men' to act?"
"Honey, I told you I was knocked ...." I started to protest, but then I realized this was the third of fourth time she'd classified 'someone like me ' as being separate from 'men' and I wasn't sure I liked what she was implying. "I'm a man, too y'know," I quickly replied, feeling rather defensive.
"No, you're not, Bobby," she said, staring me in the eye. I sat there with my mouth open for an instant, unsure what to say. Then she broke into a big smile and giggled, "You're BETTER! You're SO MUCH better for me! God, honey, I keep thinking about what you did for me. About how you sucked and licked and rutted in my gooey pussy until you'd gulped down all four loads of that nasty man-juice. I adore you soooo much." Her face showed that same adoring look -- a huge smile with the slightest hint of a tear in her eye. She threw her arms around me and hugged me tight as I drove. She was irresistible when she smiled like that, but I was still trying to decide if what she'd said made me feel any better.
"Do ... do you have to say it like that?", I asked, grimacing at her blunt language.
"How else do you expect me to say 'I adore you', silly."
"No ... the other thing."
"What? About you sucking all those mouthfuls of cum out of my snatch?"
"YES! ... er ... yes, honey .. that. Do you have to be so ... graphic?"
"Oh, c'mon Bobby. I've always known you were shy & unsure of yourself when we talk about sex. My mom saw it, too. That's why she suggested I be a little less ... frank when talking about it. But I'm sick of saying 'stuff' when I mean 'cum' and 'do it' when I mean 'fuck'." I think that after today, you should get used to hearing me say words like 'suck' and 'cum' and 'pussy' and 'swallow' from now on." she replied nonchallantly.
"You ... you told your mom about ... um ... when we did sexual things?" I was shocked to hear she'd talked to her mother.
"Of course, Bobby. We talk very openly about sex. We always have. Ooh ... we're here."
I pulled up to the curb in front of Tanya's house. She practically leapt out of the car and skipped to the door. I ran to keep up, desperately trying to think of some way to tell Tanya's mother what happened.
"Mom! Mom, where are you?" Tanya burst through the front door, obviously eager to talk to her.
"I'm here, Tanya," Mrs. Kohmfetter emerged from the kitchen wearing an apron and wiping her hands on a towel.
"Mom. Guess what? Bobby took me under the bleachers for a blowjob and I ended up getting gangfucked!"
I froze in place and stood there slack-jawed. I absolutely couldn't believe that Tanya had just said that. She said she and her mother talked 'openly' about sex, but I didn't think they talked THAT openly.
"Bobby! Oh my! I didn't think you had it in you!"
"No no no, Mom, Bobby didn't fuck me!" she said in a voice she might use to say that pigs don't fly, "You know how he is. It was four guys from the football team."
"FOUR guys!? My goodness, Tanya. Quick ... come upstairs and tell me what happened. We need to get you cleaned up."
"Oh, but Mom. Bobby all ready took care of that," she turned to me and grinned, "He's terrific, mom!"
I wanted to die. I prayed for a lightning bolt to strike me dead.
"What do you mean, darling?"
"C'mon .. let's go upstairs. I'll tell you all about it.
* * *
I waited downstairs for the longest twenty minutes of my life. I tried to listen to what Tanya was telling her mother upstairs, but all I could hear was muffled voices and the occasional shriek of surprise. I thought I heard giggling once or twice, but I could hardly imagine that Mrs. Kohmfetter would find any of what happened today amusing.
In my nervous state, I had finally taken to browsing the photos on the fireplace mantle when I heard Tanya's mother's voice behind me.
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"Bobby."
I whirled in surprise, "Oh! Hi, Mrs. Kohmfetter. Um ... where's Tanya." My girlfriend was nowhere to be seen.
"She's in the kitchen. I wanted to talk to you alone for a few moments," she said quietly as she walked toward me.
I was cringing -- almost recoiling in fear at her possible reaction -- when she simply walked up to me and gave me a hug.
"Uhhh ... Mrs. Kohmfetter? What was that for?"
"Bobby! After the devotion you displayed for my daughter today, how could I treat you any other way?"
She hugged me tightly once again. I suddenly felt ... proud. Mrs. Kohmfetter was obviously overcome with emotion. Her reaction was actually making me feel good about what I'd done that day.
"Bobby, I want to thank you for taking such good care of my daughter today. It's restores my faith in humanity to know that a good caring person like you exists," her voice cracked as she spoke and a tear came to her eye. "I'm so very glad you were there for her when she needed it," she hugged me and held me tight against her chest. In fact, she was pressing my face rather tightly into her breasts ... it was rather distracting. "And I'm glad your going to be there for her next time and whenever she needs you in the future."
"Well, Mrs. Kohmfetter, I'm glad that ... wait ... what do you mean, 'next time'?"
"Bobby, sit down," she said quietly and directed both of us to a seat on the couch; we turned to face each other. "You've been with Tanya long enough to know that's she's absolutely obsessed with cocks." She placed a hand on my thigh -- rather high on my thigh, I thought. I tried to ignore it and concentrate on what she was saying. "Heaven knows I've been chasing off boyfriends of hers for years, sometimes just seconds before they stick it in her cock-begging little cunt. I know she can't control herself around men ... that's why it's so great that she's found you instead."
Her hand moved lazily up and down my thigh, but she stared me in the eye and spoke rather seriously. "Your self control around her is so admirable and speaks volumes about you, Bobby. I thought for sure no man could ever let her stroke and squeeze his cock for as long as you have without just holding her down and fucking her ... " her hand paused high on my thigh, " ... and based on today's activities, it looks like I was right."
The movement of her hand on my leg was almost mesmerizing. After a second or two, her frank language sunk in. "I-I'd never do anything like that to Tanya, Mrs. Kohmfetter."
"Oh, I know you wouldn't, Bobby. You just don't have it in you." Her hand began to squeeze my thigh tightly, caused my tired prick to stir and stiffen. I concentrated on her words, trying not to get a hardon with my girlfriend's mother. "She's a total cock-slut, Bobby. It's just unfortunate for my Tanya that she's not a cum-slut. It would make her life so much easier if she liked the feel, taste & texture of cum as much as an ordinary slut, but ... heaven knows she's never been 'ordinary'. That's why I'm so incredibly happy that she's got you. You'll take care of everything, right Bobby?" Her hand moved even higher on my thigh.
"I'll ... I'll take c-care of everything," I repeated quietly, barely listening to her while trying desperately not to think about her hand squeezing my leg muscles.
"I'm so glad to hear you say that. You, Bobby, are better than any man who'd just leave her there filled with cum and miserable. Can you promise me you'll never leave her miserable?"
"Of .. of course!" I stammered. I tried to shift over lightly, but she pressed downward, almost pinning me to the couch. "I ... I absolutely promise!"
"It takes a special person to care for a Kohmfetter woman, Bobby. She's a beautiful girl. Men will constantly be chasing her and you know now that she hasn't got the self control to resist them. Her life is bound to get awfully messy sometimes due to those men ... and she'll need someone special to clean up that mess."
"I ... I understand."
"Bobby, do you promise to take care of my daughter and clean up the mess left by all those men?" she practically begged of me. She leaned in even closer to me and her hand shifted one last time, basically cupping my balls. My dick responded predictably, stiffening rapidly despite my mental resistance.
"Mrs. Kohmfetter, I --"
"Do you promise, Bobby?" she asked insistently as her hand gave my balls a squeeze.
"YES! .. uh ... yes, I promise," I practically skrieked.
She finally removed her hand and threw her arms over my shoulders, "Oh, Bobby! I'm so glad to hear you say that. You can't know how much this means to me! She's such a good girl, but I know she's going to need your special kind of help a lot."
"I'll do my best, Mrs. Kohmfetter. I really will," I said proudly, glad to finally be rid of her hand in my crotch ... especially now that I could hear Tanya coming in from the kitchen.
"I know Bobby. I know. In fact, I'm sure Tanya will need some of your help right now."
"Huh? Why?" I asked, unsure of her meaning.
"Well, it's Wednesday. I have my groceries delivered on Wednesday." As Tanya burst in through the door, her mother grinned at her wickedly and asked, "How was he, darling?"
"God, mom. You're right! That delivery boy sure can fuck! He's got a real nice cock, too. You've been getting that every Wednesday and you never 'shared' with me before?" she said as she brushed the hair from her now-sweaty brow. She walked up to the back of the couch and joined us, propping her head on her elbows.
"Well, that's because you never had Bobby here to clean out your sperm-filled pussy before. But he just promised me he'd take care of that for your from now on," Mrs. Kohmfetter stated matter-of-factly.
I was dumbfounded. Both of them turned to look at me, as if waiting for me to confirm the statement. I just stared at them in surprise.
Tanya's mother was the first to speak with a somewhat confused look on her face, "Why the confused look, Bobby? Didn't you JUST promise me that you'd clean up after the men in her life when she needed it?"
"But ..." I stammered.
"Bobby ... I certainly didn't think you were the type to go back on a promise ... especially so quickly. You're not that type or person, are you?"
"Uh ..." Dear God, I vaguely remembered promising 'something', but ... this wasn't what I had in mind.
"You're not a liar, are you Bobby?" Mrs. Kohmfetter asked, with an odd emphasis on the word 'liar'.
"Bobby?!?! Tell her! Tell her you're not a liar!" Tanya begged, her brow wrinkled in seeming confusion.
What was the question again, I thought. With both of them staring at me, I stuttered out an answer, "N-no! Of c-course I'm not a liar!"
Tanya practically squealed with delight. Her mother grinned and said, "Of COURSE, you're not!" She playfully pushed me on the chest, causing me to fall back a bit on the couch.
Tanya reached over the back of the couch, grabbed my shoulders, continued to push me back until I was lying face up on the couch. She grinned widely at me and said, "Now that that's settled, let's get down to business!"
With a yelp of joy, she leapt over the back of the couch and landed with her knees on either side of my head. Instantly, the smell of fresh-fucked pussy filled my nostrils. Tanya shimmied her pantie-less crotch down on my face with an exaggerated "Ahhhhhh." She settled down onto my face with a wet squish.
"Oh Tanya, you look so happy right now. I can tell this is going to work out so well for you. You don't often see anyone secure enough to so openly perform an act of love like sucking & licking a snatch full of another man's jism."
"Oh, I know, Mom. He's certainly like no man I know, that's for sure. Oh, and Mom ... check this out. He likes it so much, his dick gets super hard when he swallows all that goopy cock-cream and pussy juice. Take a look." She quickly undid my belt and I soon felt two pair of hands wrestling with my fly and waistband.
"Mmmph!!" I shouted, muffled by her thighs. I still had a hardon from when Tanya's mom grabbed my crotch and I didn't want to keep supporting her misconception that I actually got turned on by this. I grabbed at my pants in a panic.
Tanya playfully slapped at my hands and laughed, "Oh stop! Don't be embarrassed. My mom's seen your little prick a bunch of times. I know I should have told you, but whenever I've sat on your face like this before, Mom always liked to peek in and watch. Of course, those times my pussy wasn't dripping with leftover fuck juice like it is now. Oh, speaking of which ... shouldn't you get started, honey? That delivery boy shot one heck of a load up in there."
I was trapped again. In a minute, they'd have my pants off, revealing my hardon. They'd be convinced that I was a willing and eager cum eater. And it was obvious that once these two got something in their heads, there was no
fighting it ... at least not for me. I had to get rid of that boner. In a panic, I tried thinking of baseball, of old people naked, of those horrible VD films they still showed in health class. In my panic, the images were so jumbled, I couldn't concentrate .. it wasn't working. But wait ... the answer was staring me in the face. Literally. What was the most disgusting and least appealing thing I could think of? Eating a used pussy filled with the sperm of a strange man ... the very thought made me gag, so .... I went at it.
"Oooooooooooh, yessss. That's it, Bobby. Suck out all that cum. Clean my used pussy."
As the first globs of spent semen slithered out of her slippery snatch into my mouth, my throat muscles contracted involuntarily in disgust. It immediately had the desired effect. Although I resisted gagging and coughing out the cum out of respect for Mrs. Kohmfetter's upholstery and carpet, my whole body reacted as expected. My cock withered quickly.
Just in time, too. Their four hands had managed to yank my pants down to my ankles.
Of course, it was primarily the concept that made me want to gag. The taste wasn't really all that bad, once I got thinking about it. The slightly bitter taste of the cum was offset by its own saltiness and the tangy-sweet flavor of her pussy. The resulting combination was far from revolting, actually. In fact, I suppose someone could get used to the taste ... even like it, maybe.
And if I was going to have to taste it at all, I could hardly ask for a better place to be doing it -- pinned underneath the best ass in two counties. Tanya was a true hottie. And here I was with my face buried in her gorgeous snatch. Regardless of the current circumstances, she was indeed the hottest creature I'd ever known ...
and I adored her.
"Oh, look darling," Tanya's mother spoke, "you're right. His pecker was getting softer, but now that he's got his face buried in your fresh-fucked cunt, it's getting hard again." I felt a hand grip my balls and the base of my cock.
Oh no, I thought. I was getting a hardon again. Dammit, I let myself get carried away. I was thinking about her tight ass when I should have been concentrating on the disgusting task of consuming used semen in order to get rid of the damned woody. I lapped and sucked more fervently and the result was another slimy wad
that once again made me come close to gagging. Of course, it also made Tanya start to quiver and buck as she squatted on my face.
"Oooh, look! He's really going to town now!," cooed Tanya's mother. "Boy, this really turns him on, doesn't it?" I could actually feel her warm, wet breath against my dick. Dear God, how was I supposed to not get excited with her mouth hovering over my prick?!? "You know," she continued, "when he and I were talking about his promise to keep your pussy clean of men's sperm, I swear he was getting a hard on. Only a few minutes later it was nearly gone, but now that he's slurping mouthfuls of semen from your sloppy pussy, he's stiff again." The hand at the base of my cock began to squeeze lightly.
"Yeah, mom, isn't it g-great?" asked Tanya between panting breaths, "It's the ... oh god ... p-perfect situation: My pussy gets cleaned ... uhhn ... of all that nasty cum and ... (fuck yeah) ... he gets to do s-something that ... (suck that cum, baby) ... obviously turns him on. It's f-fucking fantastic!"
I groaned upon hearing their interpretation of my growing hardon. I tried desperately to fill my mouth with more semen to once again induce a reaction of disgust, but there wasn't much left by now. Besides, I'd eaten so much cum that day already that the shock value was quickly wearing off. My increased effort did have one effect, tho; I could feel by the building tension in Tanya's thighs that she was about to cum.
"B-b-but the best ... (god, YES!) ... part is the orgasms. He's n-never ... (eat that cunt) ... been able to make me cum with his tongue b-before, b-but the ... uhhn ... love he shows ... ohhhh ... for me when he ... uhhhn ... laps up that gooey, frothy fuck-slime makes me ... uhhhn ... oh god .... ohhhhhhhhhh."
I felt Tanya's orgasm in the movement of her legs muscles clamped to my ears and tasted it in the flood of juices that poured from her newly cleaned pussy. She was right about one thing ... I sure did love her. I wanted so much to make her happy. I continued sucking and licking throughout her orgasm and forgot all about trying to make myself appear unexcited. Hell, of course I was excited ... the girl of my dreams was bucking amd heaving atop my face in an orgasmic rapture I had caused. I moved my tongue all over her crotch, but then she tilted
her hips back so that her pussy moved forward out of reach putting her puckered pick sphincter right over my face. By this point, I was too far gone to worry about any more taboos. I slithered my tongue up against her tight pink asshole.
"Oh God, he's l-licking my ass!" Her whole body heaved in one last triumphant wave of orgasm. By now, I had a raging hardon. I kept licking and let my tongue wander all throughout her pussy and ass. I found that my hands had migrated to her hips and were pressing her down onto my face.
"B-boy, that feels good. Mom ... do you like g-getting fucked in the ass? I think ... (that's it baby, don't stop) ... I think I want to t-try getting buttfucked soon."
"Oh yes, darling," Tanya's mother replied, "I love getting my ass reamed by some big, stiff cock. I get it whenever I can. But I do think you should be careful and start with something small ... like Bobby's little prick here. Would you like Bobby's little pecker up your ass?"
Again I could feel the warmth of her breath against the super sensitized skin of my dick. I gave up all resistance and began to involutarily rock my hips, trying to fuck the hand that was wrapped around the base of my rod. Regardless of her comment on my size, the thought of her own mother suggesting that I fuck Tanya's ass was exiting beyond words. I shoved my tongue back in her ass and began to probe it deeply. I felt like my dick was going to explode from sheer internal pressure. I jammed my tongue up into her ass, trying to fuck her with it like I would with my dick.
"Ooooh ... Bobby's really going for it now. And look at his little prick! It's so hard, it's turning purple! He must really like the idea of you taking a load of cum up your ass."
"He's t-tonguing my ... uhhn ... a-asshole right now, M-mom."
"Then I was right. He's imagining sucking a load of cum out of your ass. What a perfectly dirty little boyfriend you have, Tanya. I think you should consider yourself very lucky."
"I know, Mom. I do ... I really do. I just know ... *pant* ... he's p-perfect for me. He loves me, Mom. Look at what ... uhhn ... he's done to prove that. A-and I think ... I think I love him, too," Tanya said with a crack to her voice.
She loved me. The most amazing girl I'd ever met said that she loved me. A wave of emotion passed over me. I wanted so much to make her happy. My hands squeezed her ass harder against my face. My tongue found new life as it slathered and lapped at her flesh. My cock swelled to the point of being almost painful.
"Oh, I'm so happy you've found someone like this, darling. He is kinda cute, in a pretty-boy sort of way. And such a good little cumsucker. His eagerness to help you this way is so ... sexy. Especially the obvious pleasure he gets from sucking sperm for you. It looks like your perfect boyfriend is about to blow his load into thin air with his pecker hardly being touched!"
I was barely listening to them now; the emotion running through me was so strong. But I could swear I actually felt Mrs. Kohmfetter's lips graze my penis a few times as she spoke.
"Ooh ... careful, Mom. He d-doesn't ... oooh ... shoot much, but you still ... *pant* ... m-might get some on you," Tanya warned, her dislike of the feel of semen coming through in her voice.
"Oh, don't worry about that, darling."
I felt a pair of lips encircle the head of my dick -- about halfway down the head. My hips bucked upward, trying to reach the warmth that lay beyond those lips, but the hand at the base of my cock pressed downward, preventing movement. But I did feel a single swipe of the tongue inside that mouth around the sensitive skin at my dick's head. It was enough to send me over the top.
I squirted what load I had through the tiny 'O'formed by those lips. My body jerked and twitched in orgasm as that wave of sensation swept over me.
My tired tongue finally receded into my mouth and I lay with my eyes closed as my body recovered from orgasm. Tanya finally unclamped her thighs and dismounted my face, but as she did so, I felt a strong set of hands grab my head and a pair of lips press against mine. As I half-expected, an insistent tongue parted my lips and began to push my own cum into my mouth. There seemed little point in resisting at this stage. I relaxed and allowed the seventh cum load of the day to flow down my throat. The reflex to gag had disappeared completely and I simply accepted the now-familiar salty taste and swallowed.
Then I heard Tanya's voice. "Mom ... are you kissin' my boyfriend?" she asked slyly and playfully. I opened my eyes in half-surprise and realized that it was Mrs. Kohmfetter's mouth that I'd just filled ... and emptied.
As she pushed the last of my semen into my mouth, she pulled away and ran her forearm across her lips to wipe them. "Oh no, darling. That's your job. I was just putting that load of cum where it belongs. Now come over and kiss your boyfriend goodbye. I think he's had enough fun for one afternoon," she said with a playful grin.
Tanya leaned down and gave me a long, loving, and very tonguey kiss, her hands wandering up and down my body. Both of us were still trembling from the powerful orgasms we'd just experienced, but that wasn't the reason for the tingling I felt as my lips touched hers. The love between us was almost electric in nature. She was my entire world.
Tanya pulled away for a moment, smacked her lips, and looked up quizically. "Hmmm ... y'know, cum and pussy taste really good together. I could never handle the slimey, goopy consistency of it, but I can certainly see why you like it so much, honey." Before I could even think to answer, she pressed her lips back against mine and I was once again lost in her kiss.
I gave up trying to explain whether I "liked it" or not. The main point was that I loved her. I really loved her. Tanya was the girl of my dreams and, today, she said she loved me, too. Nothing was going to spoil the wonder of that for me, especially not this little 'misunderstanding' about what I liked or didn't like. Tanya and I were going to be together forever and I swore I'd do whatever it takes to make her happy. Whatever it takes.
To be continued ...
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# Posted: 29 Feb 2008 14:43:16
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Outstanding. Thanks and please post more soon.
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# Posted: 29 Feb 2008 16:08:25
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mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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The following is part three of the Bob Cocker saga.
a.k.a. Cock Bobber - Sealed with a Kiss
by AKA
I lay in bed that evening, trying desperately not to think about how my life had changed since that morning. But I couldn't help thinking about Tanya ... and how she said that she loved me. Every time I replayed those words of hers in my mind, I broke into a huge smile. I was almost giddy.
But there was a cloud to my silver lining. The events surrounding her declaration of love had been anything but perfect ... for me at least. From her viewpoint, I'm sure it WAS perfect -- she was in the middle of a series of powerful orgasms. And I was the cause of those orgasms. Sounds perfect, right? Well, it might be except for the fact that I gave her those orgasms as I licked a load of stranger's semen -- one of seven loads that day, if you included my own -- from her heavily-fucked pussy ... all under the watchful eye of her mother. It was an unusual set of circumstances, to say the least.
I'd driven home from her house in a daze, wiping dried cum and pussy juice from my face along the way. It was really only when I walked in the kitchen and kissed my mother hello that I realized the extent of my predicament.
"Hello, Bobby. Dinner will --- woo! Son ... run up and brush your teeth! Your breath is a far sight from 'minty fresh', I can sure tell you!", she'd said with a playful grin that was pure Mom. It was then that I felt the full weight of all that stranger's cum in my belly ... then that the joy of Tanya'a declaration of love began to wear off.
And so I'd spent the rest of the evening in a state of confusion, my mind trying to balance the happiness of Tanya's love against my own revulsion at having swallowed another man's cum. Several men's cum, I reminded myself. As I lay there in dismay, I heard a rap at my window.
It was Tanya. She looked a mess. Her hair was wet with sweat and matted to her forehead. Her makeup and lipstick were smeared across her face. I jumped up and opened the window to let her in.
"Oh my .... what happened to you?" I asked. I glanced at the outfit she was wearing and thought to myself that she looked hotter than ever. Her midriff was left exposed by a short loose-fitting tank top and I could see more of her legs than I'd ever seen while clothed due to the too-short skirt she was wearing. She stumbled as she came through the window in her high-heeled white pumps.
"Oh honey. I'm so glad to see you. I am so RAW!" she gasped as she fell into my arms. She kissed me hard and long ... almost vulgarly. As her tongue pushed its way into my mouth, I could smell the powerful scent of sex all over her. As she broke the kiss, she looked into my eyes with a sultry gaze. "God, I love you," she purred, "Just the thought of you makes me sooooo happy."
"R-really?" I asked ... still surprised to hear such a beautiful girl saying such things to me.
"Of course, baby!" she giggled. "I was thinking about you the whole way over here and getting so incredibly turned on." She smiled and allowed her body to go limp as she fell lazily onto my bed -- face down. "Now come over here and give me some of your special kind of lovin'," she gleefully commanded.
I watched in open mouth awe as she hoisted her perfect ass up into the air while laying her head down on the bed. She wiggled her ass back and forth as she moved her knees out to the sides slightly. Her lewd display quickly caused a hard-on to tent out my pajamas.
"Oh, honey. I knew this would turn you on," she whispered as she looked back at my hardon. "I just love how excited you get when I bring you a snatch full of cum." Then she reached back and hoisted up her skirt over her ass to reveal the gooey mess that was her pussy.
Her swollen pussy-lips were red and blotchy. They were also apparently freshly shaven; they glistened with the thin glaze of jism that coated them. The hair that still remained on her mound was matted and goopy with semen. Trails of cum ran down her thighs. I knew immediately what was expected of me.
"Honey, I've been thinking about what's happened today, and ...." I started nervously, hoping to talk her out of her expectations.
"Oh, so have I! God Damn, honey ... have I ever been thinking about it. It's been such an AMAZING day. I don't think I've ever been happier," she cooed.
"I ... I know you're happy, honey," I said as I got down on my knees behind her, "A-and ... let me assure you ... I WANT you to be happy ... but ... it's this cum-eating thing that's got me thinking, baby. I mean, here you want me to eat what will be the eighth cum load of the day and ..."
"Well, eighth and ninth actually. Malph's brother was home, too," she stated bluntly.
"And of course I want you to eat it. I want you to do whatever it is that makes you happy. I'll make sure you get to suck semen out of my cunt every day, if that's what you want."
"No, that's not what I ... wait ... did you say Malph's brother?" I asked confusedly.
"Yes, his broth-- ... ohh, I'm sorry, baby. I didn't tell you. Mom drove me over to Malph's house so I could apologize to him."
"Apologize? Why would ..."
"Baby? I hate to interrupt, but you how I hate the feel of cum against my skin and there's quite a lot of it dripping down my thighs. Could you start with that, please?"
"But, I ..."
"Please, honey?!?" she purred. "It feels so ... icky."
"I ..."
"Pleeeeeease!" she whined while waving her ass in the air insistently.
I could see that I wasn't going to get a word in until I did what she asked. I heard her purr with delight as she felt my tongue press against her thigh and begin to lick upward along the cum-trail, collecting the drained semen as it went. I finished cleaning up one thigh, but paused to ask my question before continuing to the next.
"What in heaven's name could you have to apologize to Malph for?"
"Oh, honey. I had a long talk with my mother today after you left. She explained to me how the cum that builds up in a young man's balls has such a powerful effect on his actions. She said that's why Malph and his friends got so pushy and bossy today with me under the bleachers."
As she spoke, I cleaned the creamy rivulets from her other thigh, then paused to look closely at the remaining glaze that covered her well-pounded snatch. I knew considerably more semen lay inside waiting to be scooped out by my tongue. "But, honey, I still don't get why you should apologize. That just seems ..."
"Baby ... let me finish. Besides, you've got better things to do with your tongue besides wagging it while you talk," she hinted with a giggle while wiggling her ass in my face.
She simply expected me to suck cum out of her pussy like it was the most natural thing in the world. I'm not sure why, but all my reluctance on the matter had disappeared. In fact, my dick was straining stongly against my pants as I sat with my face inches from her cum-filled cunt. Maybe it was simply the fact that I knew how happy it made her or maybe it was already becoming force of habit, but without hesitation I leaned in and pressed my face into the warm sliminess of her pussy lips and began to tongue her deeply, straining to reach the copious amounts of spermy white fluid within.
"Ohhhhhh yess, baby. God, you make me so h-happy. But, anyway ... as I w-was saying. Mom told me that it's the responsibility ... (wow, that feels good) ... of the w-women who enjoy and need sex as much as I do ... (suck it, baby) ... to keep that b-bad cum from building up within their b-bodies. If not for sluts like m-me, those young men would end up h-harrassing girls who don't really want it."
"Honey! You're (slurp) not a slut! Don't (smack) talk about yourself that (gurgle) way!" I protested.
"Oh, you better believe I'm a slut, baby. That's why m-mom shaved my pussy today, so ... (wow, don't stop) ... all the b-boys would know it."
"Your own mother (slurp) shaved your pussy?" I asked in surprise.
"Yeah ... right before she d-drove me over to Malph's. She w-waited while I apologized to him for not being a slut for him earlier."
As busy as I was scooping out globs of goopy jism from her gash, I almost missed what she said, but then the oddness of it struck me. "She really made you (lick) apologize and waited (slurp) in the car while he fucked you?" I asked.
"Well, she wasn't just going to l-leave me there, silly. She's waiting in the c-car right now. See, on the way over here, she told me ... (fuck, you're good at this!) ... how the two biggest problems for sluts like me are getting p-pregnant too young and ... (ok, lie down on your back) ... never finding a g-good, caring man," she explained.
I dutifully rolled over and lay face up on the bed. I felt the hard on I was sporting strain against my pants as I assumed the position I was coming to know all too well.
"There, now you can reach all that juicy cum." As she straddled my face and her slimy warmth covered my mouth, Tanya continued, "Anyway, that's why she thinks so highly of our relationship, baby ... by emptying my snatch of all that spermy mancream, you m-make everything p-perfect for m-me!"
Tanya's speech degraded into a series of moans as my tongue play began to bring on waves of orgasms. As the combination of two men's cum and her own copious fluid drizzled down into my mouth, I thought about how Mrs. Kohmfetter had shaved her own daughter's pussy, then driven her to Malph's for what she know would turn into a good fucking, and then to my house to drain her sperm-filled pussy into my mouth. In order to do all that, Mrs. K must be ... well, kinda ...
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"Perverted. Deliciously perverted," whispered Sasha Kohmfetter to herself as her hips twitched with remnant waves of orgasm. Her legs were lewdly splayed out as she sat in the driver's seat of her car. One leg was flung out over the gear shift. One hand was holding her skimpy panties out of the way so the other could gain easy access to her now-swollen clit.
She had masturbated herself to orgasm three times already as she thought of the scene that must assuredly be developing inside little Bobby Cocker's bedroom right now. By now, Tanya would have her drooling pussy positioned over Bobby's face. Rivulets of gooey cum would be drizzling into Bobby's waiting mouth. She imagined Bobby's cute little pecker stiffening as he tasted the salty flavor of other men's semen.
Sasha's fingers began dancing over her clit as she brought herself to yet another orgasm. Her panties were literally soaked with her own juices.
Oh my, she thought, I'm certainly going to have to go out and find some good cock tonite. And then some good tongue. Bob Cocker isn't going to be the only young man in this town who'll be eating fresh creampie tonite, that's for sure.
Sasha mentally flipped through her selection of available cocks and loving mouths, searching for the combination that would suit her mood tonite. The obvious choice for tonight's cuntlicker was the Hunsacker boy down the street. He had an amazing tongue and demonstrated an eagerness for cumsucking that surprised even Sasha.
Karen Hunsacker wonders why her boy Deke hasn't moved out on his own after graduating from high school last year, she thought to herself. Deke won't be doing that anytime soon -- that would deprive him of the pleasure he gets from lapping load after load of jism from my drooling cunt.
Sasha's fingers began massaging her clit again as she thought back on the many afternoons that Deke had been called over to do "odd jobs". She took especially perverse pleasure in calling Karen and having her send Deke over to perform his duties.
"I just need some help cleaning out some places I can't reach on my own, Karen. Would you mind sending that nice young son of yours over to help out? I'll even make sure he doesn't go home hungry," whispered Sasha to herself with a gleeful giggle. Her pussy began to tingle at the sheer dirtiness of Deke's own mother sending him off to eat sperm from that "nice neighbor lady's" slippery cunt. And after watching her own daughter feed young Bobby a load of cum, Sasha was feeling very dirty indeed.
She'd thought of grooming young Deke for Tanya when the time was right, but Tanya was obviously way ahead of her. From the looks of things, Bobby was going to develop into a world class cumsucker. He'd make a fine husband for Tanya -- taking care of all her needs including vacuuming her pussy of all the sticky cream she'd have deposited there by her future lovers.
Shaha sighed to herself as she thought of all the blissful years of cunt lapping her daughter had ahead of her. She wistfully thought back upon her own youth and wished she'd taken her mother's advice. While she'd never been lacking for a warm mouth to drain her cumfilled pussy into, Sasha had never experienced the pure joy of having a cumsucking husband waiting at home for her every night.
Sasha had gone against all the traditions of the Kohmfetter women of generations past -- to find a quiet wimp of a cumsucker for a husband. She'd tried to go for it all; she'd married Teague Eucher, the high school quarterback who's unlikely moniker and appetite for pussy had long ago given him the nickname "Eager Teaguer". Teague was a big, good looking, athlete with a winning smile and a long, thick cock that could play her like a fiddle. But it wasn't meant to be.
Before they married, Sasha's mother had introduced her to the joys of having her semen-filled gash licked clean by a willing young man. But she wasn't satisfied with the idea of marrying a cumsucking wimp. She wanted what the other girls wanted -- a big handsome stud. And Teague fit the bill perfectly. However, a stud like Teague came with a price.
Like any woman who's had her goopy snatch lapped clean by a young man's soft tongue, Sasha was firmly addicted to the idea. Teague would never do such a thing himself, of course, so Sasha had to go elsewhere to obtain her ultimate pleasure.
Things had gone rather smoothly for the first few years of their marriage. Teague's regular shifts at the steel plant gave her plenty of time to arrange a schedule of cumsuckers. She would wake Teague up every weekday morning by stroking his cock to hardness, then ride him till he filled her with his thick cum. Nearly ever weekday morning, she had a regular source for a good pussy vacuuming. The milkman, the paperboy, a few of the nieghborhood wusses ... she had a knack for finding men willing to bury their faces in sticky gash.
Thinking back, Sasha figured that her biggest mistake was trying to keep her 'habit' a secret from Teague. The biggest fight of their marriage came when Tanya was 2 yrs old. A power failure at the mill meant that everyone was sent home early. Teague walked in on Sasha as she was straddling the face of the insurance agent she'd called over for a 'consultation'.
In the argument that followed, Sasha tearfully explained her 'addiction'. The bruise to Teague's male ego was considerably soothed when she told him that none of her cumsuckers ever touched her pussy with anything but their tongues. The fact that only his was the only cock that ever plunged its way into her depths made him feel much better. He let the insurance agent go with only a few small bruises on his throat and he and Sasha had a long talk.
At first, Teague seemed to accept the idea -- he actually gained some perverse pleasure from the concept. As she pointed out to him, if some sissy-boy wanted to suck his cock cream out of his wife's snatch ... and if it made her happy, what was the big deal?
The months that followed were the happiest Sasha could remember. She had a big, handsome man of a husband who fucked her long and hard every night and a small stable of willing mouths into which she could dump his copious loads of cum ... along with her orgasmic juices. Where she used to have to sneak off after Teague fell asleep, she would now brazenly grab her purse & keys and head off to find a pretty-boy face to straddle. It was absolute bliss.
Her heaven was torn assunder when Teague suddenly left. One night after a particularly long and passionate fuck session, she'd gone off to have her cunt cleaned, only to come home to an empty house. Apparently, he'd been packing up a few things under her nose for weeks. The only thing she found was a note that simply said, "I can't do this anymore."
Beyond those words, Teague refused to talk to her at any length. They quietly divorced and Sasha went to the difficult task of raising Tanya on her own. Except for the checks that arrived promptly each month, Teague was a non-factor in their lives. She never really found out why he left. And she didn't care anymore; her anger at him for making her raise Tanya on her own now eclipsed any other feelings she might still have for him.
It certainly wasn't easy raising a little girl by herself. When she was married to Teague, the money didn't exactly flow like water, but things were especially tough in the first few years. Between working lousy jobs and going to night school, there wasn't a lot of time for Tanya. But she'd done it; Tanya had developed into a bright, beautiful young woman. And there was no way she was going to let Tanya repeat her mistakes.
She was going to make sure that the same thing didn't happen to Tanya. Which was why lil' Bobby was perfect for her. The moment she met him, she knew he was a cumsucker in the making. And the boy was progressing incredibly rapidly.
"My little girl will turn him into a world class cocksucker in no time," she whispered to herself. The thought of Bobby's cute cocksucker lips wrapped around a piece of man-meat moistened her pussy all the more. Her fingers returned to her clit and her mind returned to thoughts of getting her own pussy filled and then emptied later that night.
Suddenly, a loud moan escaped her lips as her hips heaved wildly in orgasm. The most deliciously perverted thought had just "come" to her. She decided that the perfect source for a load of sweet cum to feed to Deke Hunsacker ... was Dave Hunsacker himself -- Deke's father. The dirty old bastard had been chasing her skirt for months now, but she'd been saving him for a special occasion. If her own daughter's acquisition of a beautiful little cumsucker of her own wasn't cause for celebration, what was?
She knew that Dave would be out working in the garage tonite -- she'd heard the wood saw running often enough this week to know his schedule. While Karen sat inside watching sitcoms, she'd get her snatch pumped full of cum by her husband, then slip around to the back bedroom to have it emptied again by little Deke.
As her latest orgasm subsided, she stroked herself and whispered, "Oh, Deke. I know you're already addicted to cum, but once I start feeding you your own father's semen, you'll be a cumsucker forever."
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"Ungh!" grunted Tonya as the head of my dick popped into her tightly puckered asshole. I stared in disbelief at the long dirty-blonde hair that cascaded down over her back as she tilted her head back. I was lying on the bed as she staddled my dick while facing away from me. This position gave her absolute control over how much of me to take up her asshole and gave me an incredible view of her near-perfect asscheeks as she slowly lowered herself downward.
"Wow," I whispered, in awe at the sight before me.
"Wow is right, baby," she moaned back. "I l-love how this feels. The s-stretching feeling is incredible."
"D-does it hurt at all?" I stammered out.
"Just a little bit. I sure am glad Mom gave me that lubricant." She pushed back with her hips and lowered herself just a little more onto my dick; it was almost halfway in. "She had a g-good idea about starting out with your little pecker."
A bit perturbed about yet another comment regarding the size of my dick, I replied sarcastically, "My 'little pecker' seems to be filling your tight ass just fine." To accentuate the point, I bucked my hips up just a little and my dick slid in past the halfway point.
"Oooh," she moaned, "That's right ... even though it's just your tiny prick, the t-tightness means I can feel every little twitch, babe." She totally ignored my sarcasm as she started to rock back and forth, getting up a little rythym as she got fucked in the ass for the first time. I'd had just about enough of these comments -- my dick wasn't THAT small. It was pretty average, I figured. I decided I'd show her; I pushed upward and buried my prick in her ass up to the hilt. 'How's THAT for small, huh babe?', I thought silently.
"OH! Th-that's it, b-baby. F-fill that ass. S-stretch it ouuuuuut," she groaned. That was what I wanted to hear. Finally I was getting to do what so many others had aleady done that day -- fuck my girlfriend. And I was fucking her in the ass. I felt like I was on top of the world. Even though I'd cum twice already that day, hearing her groan while her sphincter rode my dick was driving me crazy. That and the feeling of her tight ring sliding up and down me was getting to be too much -- I knew I wouldn't last long.
"This f-feels really good, honey," she purred. "It doesn't hurt at all anymore n-now that it's s-stretched out some. Soon I'll be ready to take a big c-cock like Malph's up there. Oh, thank you, honey. Thank you for s-stretching out my ass for him. It's gonna feel s-so good when he fucks my ass." She started riding up and down the full length of my shaft
I was speechless. I couldn't believe she was talking about fucking another guy with my dick inside her. Feeling a bit angry again, I started pushing upward with my hips as she rode downward -- hoping that the increased fucking action would get her to stop talking about Malph before I spurt my cum.
"Oh, wow ... I can really feel your little d-dick twitching, babe. I can only imagine what it will feel like when Malph's cock bucks and j-jumps while filling my ... guts with his ...thick ... cum." She was obviously fantasizing about Malph as she rode down on my dick harder and harder.
"Do we have to talk about Malph right now?" I asked, unable to keep an angry edge out of my voice.
"Oh, I'm s-sorry, babe," she replied, not slowing down in the least. "I imagine you're excited enough as it is taking my ass-cherry. I guess it's not fair of me to turn you on more by making you think of Malph's cum."
"Now, I ..." I started to protest.
"Forget about it, baby. Just lie back. I want to try something. Tell me if you think this will excite Mal- ... I mean, just tell me if you think this is sexy." While still riding her puckered hole up and down my prick, she bent at the waist and leaned all the way forward, pressing her face to my feet. At the same time, she reached back with both hands on either side and pulled apart her asscheeks.
"Oh my fucking god," I mumbled trying not to look at the stunning sight of my dick penetrating her spread ass.
"Do you like that? Do you think it's sex--"
"Uuunngh!" I grunted as my eyes rolled back into my head, an orgasmic wave spread over me, and I blew my load into her asshole.
"Well, I guess that answers that question," she replied blandly as she took the last few strokes on my deflating cock.
As I lay on the bed enjoying the orgasm, I felt the head of my dick pop out of her asshole. It took a few seconds of feeling the weight shifting on the bed for me to realize what was happening, but when I opened my eyes I pretty much expected what I saw -- she had scooted back on the bed and positioned her dripping ass right over my face.
"Open wide, baby. I've got your treat for you," she giggled.
"I -- mmmppph," her ass pressed onto my face.
"I know, baby. When you started licking my ass eariler today, baby, I knew that you wished it was full of sperm for you to suck out. It makes me so happy to give you what you want," she cooed.
It was impossible to think of what to say or do in my post-orgasmic haze. It was bad enough that she thought I enjoyed eating cum from her pussy, but to have it squeezing from her ass into my mouth?
"My asshole is still pretty sensitive, baby. I guess you're waiting for the cum to drip out on it's own, but if you start licking now you might make me cum. I was really close when you spurted. It's only fair, y'know."
As I felt the drops of cum begin to drip onto my lips, my mouth just sort of opened ... as if it had a mind of it's own. My tongue reached out and began licking the stretched flesh of her asshole, probing inside the now-shrinking sphincter to scoop out my own semen within. I was doing as she asked. I knew I would always do as she asked.
As I licked her ass and pussy and listened to the orgasmic pleasure contained within her moans, I could foresee this scene repeating itself again and again. This was what made her happy. I loved her and if I wanted to be with her, I'd have to do what made her happy. Wasn't that what love was all about? Making someone happy?
But I was still having trouble with the idea of eating cum. Eating my own was bad enough, but Tanya seemed intent on being a slut for Malph and his friends. As her orgasms subsided once again, the conflicting ideas swirled in my head -- the joy of making her happy vs the bitter taste in my mouth (figurative and literal) of having to share her.
"Oh baby, your tongue in my jism-soaked ass feels so much better than your little pecker. It's better than any real cock could ever be, too. Only you can make me cum this way, baby. Only you."
Hearing that, some part of me was actually ... proud.
After a final quiver and post orgasmic moan, Tanya spun around atop me and straddled my belly. She looked down at me and the look on her face changed from a that of pure wicked excitement to one of ... tenderness.
"Ohhhhhh, baby. You look soooo incredibly sexy with cum on your lips," she purred with an adoring gaze. She bent down and pressed her nose to mine and looked me straight in the eye. A joyful giggle escaped the wide, playful grin that formed on her face. She was absolutely overjoyed. I'd never seen her so happy. I couldn't help but smile back at her. She was
... irresistible.
She planted her lips against mine and gave me a long, loving, heavy-on-the-tongue kiss. She pulled back slightly, then used her tongue to guide errant globs of cum from my face into my mouth then returned to the deep french kiss, stopping only after several minutes before breaking.
"Oh wow, baby ... I absolutely love kissing you with cum in your mouth. That way I get to enjoy the taste just like you do, but without having to worry about the icky slimy way it feels in my mouth. You'll always let me kiss you after you suck down a load of sperm, right babe?"
"Uhh ... ok, but ..."
"That's my baby!" she squealed delightedly. She pressed her nose against mine again in a playful gesture, then scooted down on the bed to lay her head on my chest. Her fingers lazily traced a pattern on my belly as her breathing slowed. At the moment, feeling her naked body next to mine was the best feelig in the world.
"This has been the best day of my life, baby. I just wanted you to know that," she said, her voice sounding as loving and tender as I'd ever heard it, "We learned so much about ourselves and each other today. Could you ever have expected that the day would turn out like this?"
"No ... never," I answered quite honestly as I realized I was swallowing the remnants of my tenth load of semen that day.
She squeezed my body tightly and squealed, "Happy Birthday, baby! Wow, it's been some birthday for you, huh? You were expecting just a little sucky-sucky action from me under the bleachers and you ended up getting blowjobs from two different women and got to fuck my virgin asshole!"
She had a point. Not many guys got that kind of action in a single day, but the bitterness of the semen I'd swallowed was sitll -- literally -- fresh in my mouth. I sarcastically replied, "Well,hon ... I ended up swallowing my own cum each time along with that of several strange men, so ..."
Tanya turned to look me in the eye, obviously happy and excited. "I know, honey! And that's the BEST part! If it weren't for what happened today, we might never have found out how much you love eating sperm!" she interrupted, totally ignoring my sarcasm.
"Who said that I 'loved' it?" I asked.
She grabbed hold of my now-limp dick and grinned at me as she shook it playfully, "Why your hard little pecker did, silly! I don't think I've ever seen a little dickie get so hard. I thought it was going to burst! As those globs of gooey mancream slid out of my pussy into your waiting mouth, I almost thought it was going to cum all by itself!"
I was tiring of her misconception about my supposed 'love' of something that most people would consider revolting. My dick got hard because of her perfect body orgasming atop my face, not because of the cum I was eating. Just because I was getting used to the taste and texture didn't mean that I loved it. I decided to set the record straight right then and there.
"Listen, honey, I ..."
She cut me off with a finger over my lips and climbed up on top of me, straddling my chest. Her long hair cascaded around my head as she leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my lips. In the dim light, her beauty alone was enough to silence me. "No, wait. Before you say anything, I ... I just want to tell you how much what we've learned today means to me. What it really means to me." She paused to wipe a tear from her eye.
"Are ... are you crying?"
"No. *sniff* I mean, yes. It's just ... I'm just so happy to have you, Bobby," she said, her voice cracking.
"Oh, Tanya. I've always thought I was really lucky to have you as my girl, too," I agreed.
"I know, Bobby. And that's really sweet. You're a sweet, kind person. But after today, I know that you're more than that to me. See, I guess I've always known that I'm a slut at heart. It's just been under the surface, waiting to come out. And Mom's always told me what happens to sluts ... that they always end up sad and alone and pregnant ... and that they never find a good husband. But I can tell you'll be a good husband, Bob Cocker. A great husband. And knowing that you'll be there for
me makes me so, so happy."
"Husband? You ... you want to get married?" I stammered, suddenly feeling overjoyed and confused at the same time.
"And knowing I've got you to slurp all that baby-making sperm out of my pussy ... well ... it's frees me, Bobby. I'm free to be the slut I am without having to worry about all those bad things my mom told me about."
"But .."
"And the BEST part is the fact that it turns you on, too! Seeing that hard little prick of yours ready to explode as you empty out my semen-filled snatch .... it's just makes me so *sniff* incredibly happy! It makes me love you so much."
"Oh, honey .." I croaked, feeling a few tears of my own begin to well up. How could I ever tell her I didn't really like it the way she thought I did? How could I disappoint her?
"It makes me feel 'complete', Bobby. I'm going to remember this day forever. It's the day I really, truly fell in love."
"I ... I love you, too Tanya," I whispered, tears brimming in my eyes.
"Promise me, Bobby. Promise me it will always be like it was today. Promise me I'll feel like I feel right now," she begged, tears streaming down her face.
"I'd do anything for you, Tanya. Anything. I promise. I'll be everything you want me to be," I replied. The final walls had fallen. My fate was sealed. Sealed with a cum-soaked kiss.
As she threw her arms around me and sobbed with joy, part of me truly wondered what I'd gotten myself in to.
To be continued ...
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# Posted: 2 Mar 2008 13:53:18
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absolutely awesome story, luceiia! looking forward to more. hopefully, much more! priss
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# Posted: 3 Mar 2008 12:32:08
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A wonderful read. A beautiful charming girl that considers it her duty to take care of the male animal.
I'd like to meet her mom!
MD
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# Posted: 3 Mar 2008 15:31:37
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Thanks for turning me on to this story, but for those of us who can't wait for the ending, it's archived here.
ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/AKACockBobber/
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# Posted: 3 Mar 2008 18:05:47
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The following is part four of the Bob Cocker saga.
a.k.a. Cock Bobber - Rightful Place
by AKA
The next morning at school, I'd almost forgotten how much my life had changed the day before. As Tanya greeted me in the schoolyard that morning with a deep and lusty kiss, my joy at having her love returned. She stood there in front of everybody with her arms draped around my neck while I stood there grinning in stunned silence. I felt like the coolest kid in school.
"Good morning, baby," she purred, her hands wandering over my chest. "You're coming over to my house this afternoon, right?"
We were always walking around the schoolyard together, but she'd never made such obvious romantic moves toward me. I felt on top of the world. Here was the prettiest girl in school practically crawling all over me. I wanted to shout out to everyone to look at me. Look at me with my girlfriend. She's all mine.
"Of ... of course," I stammered happily. She was impossible to resist.
"Wonderful! I'll see you after school," she squealed. She wrapped herself tightly around me and whispered in my ear, "I've been soooo wet all morning thinking about being with you again, baby. About how incredible you make me feel. Only you."
I grinned goofily. The press of her body against mine and her sultry tone quickly caused my pants to tent out as a burgeoning boner strained against the fabric. She giggled as she felt it against her leg.
"Oooh," she whispered, "either that's a roll of Certs in your pocket .... or you're just as eager as I am to get that tongue of yours lapping loads of spermy residue from between my thighs." A giggle escaped her lips as she copped a feel of my hardon through my pants.
My eyes shot wide open. Dammit ... how did she do that?! How did she manage to interpret every reaction of mine to her inate sexiness as an eagerness to eat other men's cum? My mind screamed as I tried to find the words to disagree with her. But then, of course, the schoolbell rang.
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Gotta get to class. Meet me over at my house after school, ok?" she said quickly, skipping off toward the front door. "Oh ... and make sure you're hungry baby! You're going to get plenty of ..." she looked around as if noticing for the first time that there were other people around, "... your 'favorite treat'!"
With that, she joined a group of letter-jacket wearing jocks headed into the school. I saw Malph Ludder glance over his shoulder at me with a leer as his hand slid up her leg and squeezed her ass. She squealed with delight as she playfully slapped his hand away and pulled down her too-short skirt. I stood there dejected as the group disappeared through the front door of the school ... and praying that no one else understood exactly what she'd meant by her parting words.
I no longer felt like the coolest kid in school, that was for sure. I felt as if everyone was staring at me.
And as the schoolyard quickly emptied, my mind raced back over her words.
"Certs??!"
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I don't know why I waited in the parking lot after school, but for some reason ... if only out of morbid fascination ... I sat in my car and watched as Tanya climbed into the back of Malph's van with two muscle bound jocks. She spotted me and gave me a playful, fingery wave. She even blew me a kiss as the door slid shut. My heart sank as Malph drove out of the parking lot to who knows where.
The beefy bastard even honked and waved to me as he drove off. I know he got a real kick out of being able to fuck my girlfriend at a whim, but we all knew there was nothing I could do about it. Especially since Tanya went along with it so gleefully. I could only hope that she didn't tell him about what happened after they were done as readily as she'd told her mother.
I absent mindedly drove to Tanya's house and parked on the street out front. Some part of me wanted to just go home ... to run away and never speak to her again. But then I remembered the look on her face when she told me she loved me. I knew what waited for me when she got back from her ride with Malph. I drew a deep breath and steeled myself for what lie ahead. I loved Tanya. I'd promised her and myself that I'd do whatever it took to keep her happy ... and this was part of the bargain. I decided to sit and wait. After about an hour, I heard footsteps outside my car.
"Knock knock", said the voice outside my car window. It was Tanya's mom. I rolled down the window.
"Bobby, there's no reason for you to sit outside while you wait for Tanya. Why don't you come inside and I'll see if I can dig up a snack for you."
I followed her inside ... a little surprised that she didn't expect to find Tanya with me.
"I've got a whole kitchen full of snacks for a boy like you, Bobby. How about a nice frothy vanilla milkshake? I can even stir in some egg whites for texture."
"No, it's OK. I don't --"
"Some beef sausage then? I've got some thick meaty ones."
"I --"
"Custard pie?"
"It's ok, really."
"Kielbasa? Rice pudding? Banana? Cucumber soup?"
"No ... really, Mrs. K. I don't want anything right now."
"Ah ... ok, Bobby. I see. You'd rather wait for the real thing when Tanya gets home. No problem," she said with a pat on my head.
Confused, I almost started to question her when we heard the squeal of tires out front.
"Oh! That must be my darling daughter now," she said, moving toward the front door.
Tanya came through the front door, looking an absolute mess. She was carrying one high heeled shoe. And her bra. Her dress was half unzipped and one strap was off her shoulder. Her bright red lipstick was smeared and her hair matted to her sweaty brow.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho my, Tanya. You look like you were rode hard and put away wet," she chuckled, "which of course you were."
"You bet yer ass I was, Mom. This is so great. I'm soooo glad you convinced me to be a slut," my Tanya said frankly as her mother helped her across the room.
"Ohh, I'm so happy for you. I always knew it would happen for you someday, dear. I can tell you're exhausted, though. Until you're used to it, getting gangfucked can be a rough experience. Here, hon ... let's get you down on the couch."
I watched in awe as this woman spoke happily and frankly to her daughter about being fucked by a group of young men. I stared silently as she guided Tanya over to the couch. Tanya plopped down onto the couch, then scooted her hips to the very edge of the seat. She leaned back so that her head rested against the couch back then lifted her legs and hooked her arms under her knees. She wasn't wearing any panties.
"I know what you mean, Mom. My pussy feels like raw hamburger."
It looked that way, too -- red, swollen, and obviously well stretched. A familiar sheen was glazed over her pussy and upper thighs.
"Well, dear ... that's why it's so great that you have Bobby to help you with that," said Mrs K as she placed a pillow on the floor between her outstretched knees.
"I know. It's the best part about being a slut -- knowing that Bobby will be here waiting for me."
Although both women had been talking as if I wasn't even there, they now turned and stared at me ... expectantly. I knew what they were waiting for. Without really thinking about it any further, I got up from my seat, walked to the couch, and knelt down on the pillow. Tanya grinned at me happily as she watched my head descend between her thighs. As soon as my tongue took its first tentative lick, she continued.
"I know it sounds weird, Mom, but even as those big, thick cocks are ramming into my pussy and spurting their gooey cum, the only thing I can think of is how great Bobby's tongue will feel licking it out."
"That's not hard to believe, dear," said Mrs K as she stroked the back of my head, "Bobby here has obviously got a real natural talent for cumsucking. It's only natural that you should want to take advantage of it by getting your pussy filled with as much of it as possible." With that, she pressed the back of my head into Tanya's crotch. My entire face was immersed in the warmth of her flesh and the stickiness of several men's ejaculations ... as Tanya cooed with delight.
"Oooh, that tongue feels so GOOD!" she moaned. "Thank goodness Bobby has a long tongue to reach all the way up inside. I swear, there's enough of those spermy wigglers in me right now to breed an army. If it weren't for Bobby, I think I'd get pregnant for sure!"
"But he's here now, honey -- doing his job. He's not the type to let that happen to you," Mrs K said with a pat to the back of my head. "Now, young lady, tell me all about .... say ... where are those thong panties I sent you to school in?"
Tanya's breathing changed as my licking began to have an effect on her. "Th-they're s-s-somewhere in Malph's v-van, I guess."
"Well, young lady, if you're not going to take care of them, I don't think you should wear panties at all."
"S-sounds good to m-me, Mom," Tanya purred. "Now, do y-you w-want to hear about how I got f-f-fucked t-today or not?"
"Of course, dear. Tell me everything," said Mrs K as she continued to stroke the back of my head and press my face downward, "Did any of them fuck you in the ass?"
"C-c'mon, Mom, I've only been a s-s-slut for a day. Y-you know that I've only had Bobby's little p-pecker up m-my ass so far. But a-after Bobby gets his dick all hard from eating jism, I'd l-like to t-try taking it up t |
