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Subject: {ASSM} Semen Slut Maria - Part 1 - Indoctrination {DayDreamrxx} (FMMMMM Cons)
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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. 
   
   
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