This story was written by a very sweet slut named Maria. It's true
and will be continued very soon. Maria has discovered that she exists
to be used by men (and women) for their total pleasure. That gives
her pleasure. Maria is in her early 30s and hopes to achieve the
honor of being the filthiest piece of fuckmeat on the planet. Send
comments to her at mlskunt@yahoo.com.



Semen Slut Maria - Part 1 - Indoctrination

  I love semen. I love its warmth, texture, aroma, color and taste.
I love the way it looks as it ejaculates from a man's body. I love
the way it looks puddled on my skin. I love the way it makes me feel
as it lies there. I love to run my fingers through it and play with
it making little designs from strings. I love the way it
separates....the clear liquid running down my face and body. I love
the way it dries on my skin, a white crusty reminder that it's with
me.

  I love that it comes deep from inside a man from its own special
glands and delivered through its own route from inside a scrotum and
through the tip of an engorged penis. I love its force as it
ejaculates onto or into me. I love its ability to procreate.

  And I love its taste. I love the saltiness of the liquid and the
sweetness of the white matter. I love the way it coats my teeth. I
love to have it linger in my mouth swirling around and around. And I
love the sticky texture as it slides down my throat. I love the
contented feeling it leaves in my stomach before being digested and
distributed throughout my entire body.

  Yes, I love semen and the power it has over me.

  And so it should be no surprise when I leaped at the chance to
experience the art of Japanese bukkake. But I get ahead of myself.
First, let me tell you a little about what brought me to that
decision. I first tasted cum when I was 15. I swallowed as I was told
and from then on eating sperm became part of my life. As I matured I
became sexually active exploring many different ways to please myself
and my partners. I learned to use my other orifices offering them
willingly. I simply learned to fuck!

  At 22 I thought I fell in love but after 3 years I learned what
love is not and was soon divorced. In the ensuing years, I learned to
enjoy the female persuasion as well as a few male encounters. Then,
at the age of 27, I did fall in love. At 28 I married and for a few
wonderful years we enjoyed each others pleasure. But the lust began
to wane and we both wondered if that's all there was.

  Then by chance our life turned around. At a conference my husband
met a retired Japanese doctor. Instead of practicing medicine, he and
his wife now engaged in part time marriage counseling. My husband
lamented that previous counselors had failed us and was disenchanted
with those professionals. He was surprised when the Dr. agreed with
him stating that his approach was unique and different but not for
everybody. When prodded, he stated that sex had to be at the base of
the problem for him to counsel. As they continued to talk, this
seemed to be our problem and so the Dr. agreed to meet us and see if
he could help.

  Our counseling then began. Eventually I had a day session alone
with him where he prodded deep into my brain to learn about my hidden
desires, shielded fantasies and buried lusts. After doing the same
with my husband we met jointly learning that we shared hidden sexual
dreams that could be realized igniting our lives. Following his
advice, our lives changed leading up to the beginning of my training
as a bukkake girl 6 months ago.

  I will return to what led me up to this point but let me not bore
you, instead leaping ahead to my first session. I was told to come to
the Dr's house at 7:00 PM wearing only a thin sundress, preferably
one that buttoned down the front. Other than sandals, no other
clothing could be worn. I was to take the almost 2 hour subway ride
alone and then walk the 1/2 mile to his home.

  As I put on my pink large flowered button down dress, the thin
fabric engaged my enraged nipples sending electric waves directly to
my clit. I rubbed it a bit as I buttoned up and left for the train.

  When I arrived, I was shown into a drawing room where the Dr's
wife explained what was expected of me. First, I would be undressed
completely and led to the center of the room where I would kneel on a
mat. My hands would be lightly bound to my sides. This was necessary,
she explained, as I was not permitted to touch or remove any of the
sperm or interfere in any way with the men's use of me.

  I was to remain still as they ejaculated over my face. It will
become necessary to close my eyes as the sperm will burn a bit. I
nodded knowingly, having experienced that numerous times. She
indicated it would soon pass and cause no harm. The men would
continue to cum over me until they were all done. The object of this
lesson was for me to simply get used to being subjected and covered
in cum. She said some other things but my breath deepened as I
thought about what brought me to the point of having my face used as
a depository for countless men.

  I thought about how the Dr revealed my deep down tendency to be
submissive. Not to the point where I was sadistically used, but in
more subtle ways like being told what to wear. This culminated when
my job was dissolved 1-1/2 years ago in a corporate takeover.

  Finding myself back on the job market, the Dr decided this was a
good time to change my wardrobe and to set my husband as the
authority on my clothing. The following Saturday the Dr and his wife
came to our house to review my wardrobe. First all of my pantyhose
were thrown away followed by virtually every single pair of panties I
owned. My bras were also discarded except for just a few small lacy
ones. I watched, stripped naked as my closet was also stripped of any
skirt or dress of knee length or greater. Blouses that were not
revealing enough made the pile and most of my sweaters and slacks
also contributed to the growing pile on the floor. In the end, I was
left with little clothing.

  My wardrobe was replaced with short skirts and slutty dresses,
revealing blouses and see thru tops. The pantyhose were replaced with
stockings and comfortable shoes with cum-fuck-me heels. The panties
were replaced with ultra sexy models and colors. As I listened to the
Dr's wife's distant words, I trembled remembering that I had not had
a single pair of pantyhose on, ever, in the past year. I trembled
knowing how excited that made me!

  I came back to her instructions as she asked me again if I had any
questions. I nodded that I did not and as she reminded me not to open
my mouth or suck them. I was then directly led to the adjoining room.
It was very large with 3 large screen TV's behind me on the adjacent
walls. An audience of 30-40 people, mostly men sat in front of me. I
remember her saying something about being watched but my mind was
elsewhere. Around the back two corners of the room stood 12 men clad
only in briefs. Many were already erect. The Dr led me to the mat
where another man bound my arms firmly to my sides as the Dr
addressed the crowd in Japanese, in turn fondling my breasts, and
tweaking my already hard nipples. He then opened my legs and showed
the men my vagina pulling back the lips slightly to reveal my
engorged clit. I could hear murmurs and see heads nod approvingly as
I was displayed for their pleasure. The Dr then turned me around and
bent me over. He then rudely pulled my butt cheeks apart revealing my
anus to all. He spoke a long time about it, making circles around it
and sometimes directly touching the opening. He then moved his
fingers down and roughly opened my vagina again for the men. I was
sure he was explaining how wet and excited I was. As my legs
weakened, I gladly accepted the opportunity to kneel on the mat
facing the men.

  My eyes glazed over as I watched their intense scrutiny as the
first man's hard cock appeared inches from my face. In seconds a hot
stream of semen hit above my left brow, over the base of my nose and
onto my right cheek. A smaller spurt grazed across my upper lip and
droppings were shaken over my hair and cheek. Almost immediately,
from the other side a large deposit was made on my cheekbone. He then
rubbed his cockhead across my lips depositing another generous amount
on them. I could feel the first man's cum start to run over my upper
lip.

  I remembered her words that 'Any semen entering your mouth was to
be swallowed. It is not to be spit out. Semen is too precious to be
wasted.'

  I pulled my lips inward, gathering some cum from both men into my
mouth holding it there as I was instructed until I had a sufficient
amount. The third man pulled my head back and shot his load in the
center of my forehead.

  Other spurts came and started to puddle in my closed left eye
socket. The fourth man groaned loudly cumming directing on my right
eye. It soon began to burn as the salty liquid separated and ran in.
Numbers 5 and 6 came from both sides on my cheeks, nose and lips. The
next man turned my head upward and came right onto my upturned
nostrils and over my lips and chin. I shuttered, stifling a moan as
the hot semen began to drip down my neck and onto my breasts and legs
joining the various splatters from the other men's final drops.

  The next four men were a blur as they streamed their seed all over
my face...the cum heavily coating my closed eyes and cheeks. Just
when I thought they were done, another man came over my lips, not
heavily but the new sperm ran mostly into my mouth. Seconds later
another small blast hit the right side of my nose and ran in heavy
globs down my cheek and onto my body. As the onslaught subsided, my
breath became labored yet my senses were awakened to the smell, feel
and taste of the sperm. I leaned my head back a bit, licked my lips a
little and gulped down the little bit of semen I had taken in. I
became aware that the cum was running down my chest making hot then
cold streamers exciting me.

  Gradually my eyes opened and cleared and I felt the slick coating
covering my face. The audience was starting to gather around me. Many
were taking pictures. I moaned, wondering where these would end up.
Some were close-ups of my cum-covered face, tits and even a few of my
cunt. While I was virtually helpless, I did oblige a few men by
looking directly at the camera through my now red eyes.

  I stayed in that position until all the pictures were taken and
the Dr, standing nearby had answered all of their inquiries. I felt
my hands being untied as the men exited. The Dr's wife appeared and
handed me a small ladies handkerchief telling me to clean-up with
that. The heavy layer of cum saturated the cloth almost immediately
but since it was the only thing available I used it as best I could,
in some cases spreading it around more and adding to my coverage. I
was handed my dress and shoes and told to leave without saying a word.

  As I was left alone to dress, I started to orgasm with spasms
rising and falling in my groin. As I went to button the dress, I felt
it sticking in some places. I noticed too that the top two buttons
had been removed as had the two bottom buttons leaving my dress open
to mid thigh and halfway down my breasts.

  The night air chilled me as I made my way to the subway. I
realized my nipples again were hardened, poking through the thin
dress. I crossed my legs revealing my thighs speckled with now dried
cum. I clenched them against my clit to orgasm as strangers looked at
my face wondering what brought me to this state.

  When I finally reached my car I tore off my dress and left it on
the ground, driving then to a corner of the dimly lit parking lot
where I frigged myself to my third orgasm of the evening fueled by
the thought of another lesson being taught to me just a week later.

 
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End of Part One. Send comments to Maria at mlskunt@yahoo.com or to
daydreamrxx@yahoo.com.