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Sighs Matter

   M+/F, F/F, Humor (hopefully...) IR, longshoremen.



   Chapter 10-Emma's Extreme Experience

   When I got back to the hut, I saw poor Roddy still sleeping soundly on
his side, snoring.  I snickered.  He never admitted to his sonorous
soundings, always telling me it was I who snored, not he.  As I moved
aimlessly about the hut, straightening things and such, I spied a creamy
white envelope on the desk.  I was somewhat astonished to see it was a
letter from our darling daughter Emma, postmarked several weeks ago, and
forwarded to us by the Society.  I was delighted to see a missive from her,
and so, stripping off my shorts and laying my nude form down on an animal
skin to cool off in the sweltering African heat, I lit a small lamp to read
by, and began to peruse the welcome message.

   Lower Pinsdale-by-the-Sea 28th April

   Dearest Mummy and Daddy;

   Hoping this finds you, and finds you well.  All is just perfect with
self.  Things have been very hectic recently, what with the end of my
third-form final exams and such, you know how busy life can be.  I have no
qualms that I've performed admirably on all my subjects, thanks in no small
part to the extensive tutoring you gave me, Mum.  Next year my fourth-form
should be so much fun!

   You remember my room-mate Katie, don't you?  She's such a nice girl,
we've stayed up WAY too late many nights exploring each other's bodies. 
She hadn't shaved before she got to school here so one of the very first
things I did was clean her up down there.  You know how much I hate pubic
hair.  Ugh!  Gross to the absolute max, you know?  So I got one of my best
razors and took her in the shower and lathered her cute little fanny all up
and shaved her smoother than the day she was born.  It looked so delicious
I just had to eat her all up.  She said "WOW" and asked me to do it again,
so of course I did.  I think I gave her about twenty good orgasms that
night.  Of course, the next night, I had to spread my legs and pull her
pretty little face into my hot wet coochie, and once she got the hang of
it, she did very well.  She bit my clitty one time I thought the top of my
head was going to explode.  A right slut she's turned into, isn't it fun!

   I want to tell you all about an absolutely FABULOUS time Katie and I had
a few nights ago.  I've just now come down from the high of the whole
thing, and wanted to set it down on paper before I forgot what happened,
not like I'll EVER FORGET what happened!  :) We'd just had our last exams,
and we both agreed it was time to let off some steam.  We decided to get
slutted up and head into town, to see if we could find some guys.  First,
just in case (I know how you always told me to prepare ahead of time...) we
each took about three massive soapy enemas to clean ourselves out all the
way.  I taste-tested her bum with the first inch or so of my tongue, and
she was as clean as a whistle!  Then she did the same to me and I swear I
felt her tongue up into my kidneys!  We've been practicing with butt plugs
for a couple of months, and I'm proud to report that I've trained my bum
almost as well as you have, Mum!  I can open to a full two inches now, and
hold it without any struggle at all.  Katie's still working on her first
inch, but I'm sure she'll open up.  After we swabbed each others behinds
for about half an hour, we both took a long hot soaking bath together, and
shaved up our cute little cunnies.  I did hers and she did mine.  Her fanny
is just SOOO delish, I couldn't resist chewing on it for a while.



   We went to get dressed, and Katie had NO STOCKINGS!  Not even a pair of
stay-ups!  They all had big ladders up the side, or the knees were
completely gone.  I lent her one of my skirts, and a pair of my dark
stockings, and a suspender belt to match.  I find that I much prefer a
suspender belt to stay-ups, since you can cinch your stockings up nice and
tight, and they don't slip down if you get...um...energetic, if you know
what I mean!  :) LOL I'll just have to take her out and shop for some right
slut-wear for her!  But by the time we were done, we were a couple of
proper sexy English birds, eh?



   We took the train into town, and went clubbing.  Of course, MY
definition of CLUBBING is a little different than most, as you know - I go
looking for the biggest CLUBS I can find.  Quite often, as you know, I find
them on black fellows down around the warehouse lots along the docks.

   It was quite dark by the time we got down there, so we just walked
around a little bit to see what we could see.  By and by, we passed a
warehouse with about half a dozen or so rough looking black fellows outside
sitting on barrels.  Boy were they surprised to see us!  They made some
rude comments about Katie's and my clothing, but we just smiled at them.  I
went up to the largest, tallest one of them all and said "Hey big fellow -
where can a horny bird go around her to get shagged a couple dozen times?"
LOL that made him swallow his bubblegum, I'll tell you!  I'm sure they were
used to being teased by most white girls, well that was not why Katie and I
were there, right?

   Before we could say "John Thomas", they pulled us into the warehouse,
and turned on some lights.  That was when we saw the other thirty or forty
of the blokes!  My little coochie started to cream up nicely then!  Katie
squeezed my hand like she wanted to tear it off, 'coz I don't think she'd
ever been with more than four blokes at a time (Remind me to tell you about
that All Hollow's Eve party we had last year in the dormitory...  :) Turned
out they were there to load ships, and had all been working all day long. I
thought the poor chaps needed some kindness and attention after all that
labour, wouldn't you?  They were all sorts of types there were some really
short fat guys, and some really tall ones, and they ranged from deep dark
black to light brown.  But they all looked absolutely fabulous, strong,
sweaty, and just a tiny bit menacing.  We went around giving each of them a
nice once-over and a kiss or whatever, and of course they had their hands
all over my bum as we did.  Some of them tickled my tonsils with their
tongues as we kissed, boy was it ever hot!  You know how good some black
men can kiss (some are horrible but some are really really good!).  By the
time I'd been around the room, somehow my top was missing ( LOL!!  ) and my
nipples had about 67 sets of rough fingers on them.  Quick!  Scotland Yard!
Check for prints!  LOL!!!!



   We went up to a little office space they had overlooking the rest of the
building, and the guys were nice enough to clear a big table off.  They
wanted Katie and me to dance for them, so we got up there and started to
bump around and make out with each other.  You know how that turns guys on,
well of course it turned me on too!!  I pulled Katie's top up off over her
head and started kissing her nipples.  They stood right out and saluted! 
Meanwhile that little slag had her hand down rubbing my cunny like to start
a fire.  The guys started to whistle and cheer and so after a bit we ended
up laying on the table and licking each other's cunnies.



   Well, it didn't take long for me to go off, and I think when the blokes
saw me have a good cum it must have been like the dinner gong sounded.  I
felt about ten pairs of hands pull me off of Katie, and I got spun around
and picked up.  There was so much hot, sweaty black flesh around me I could
hardly see!  Rough fingers started to play with my bum and my cunny.  They
set me down over this tarpaulin contraption, and before knew it my ankles
were up by my ears, my head was tilted down over the edge, and I felt a
rather nice and solid prick being pushed up my tunnel.  Before I could even
thank the randy lad, a shiny brown John Thomas was knocking at my teeth,
and I gratefully opened right up and sucked him in.

   Within thirty seconds, I felt several good squirts of spunk hose my
insides down, and my first partner was replaced by someone with a very very
very LONG cock.  Mummy dear, I swear I felt this one pop through my cervix
before he was even fully seated!  I rolled my hips up to help him get
adjusted and as I was doing that, the bloke in my mouth let go with an
absolute flood of spunk.  I choked at first, but then I got things under
control and swallowed his lot.  I'm afraid I let some leak out of the
corners of my mouth but I just couldn't help it, there was so much of it!!!
:)
My lover was pummeling me back and forth, my whole body felt like I was
on a shish ke-bob.  Another fine black cock came to my mouth, and I was
pretty well occupied.  I did steal a look over at Katie, and she was being
rogered pretty much just like me, except they had her with her bum up in
the air and I'm pretty sure she had a stevedore up her rectum.  Her face
was all red and she was clutching at the fabric beneath her like a
madwoman. The fellow at her behind was not at all small, so I can imagine
her lower intestines were getting quite a workout!  I hoped it wouldn't be

too long before I had a nice hard prick in my bum too!

   So anyway, for the next half hour or so, we were both pretty busy.  I
usually had one bloke up my cunny, and one in my mouth.  As soon as one big
black African hosed me down, another would take his place.  My uterus was
flooded up pretty soon, and I could feel it leaking down into my arse crack
after a while.  It made such a lovely sloshing sound when those big hard
cocks were sliding in and out of me, don't you know, Mum?  I know you've
heard that sound!  :) LOL.  I probably swallowed about a liter of their
babies too, it was hot and spicy, not at all like that rather bland spume
you get from most English lads.  Must be the diet.



   I think after a while the randy blokes wanted a change of scenery,
though, because they picked me up and set me down on top of one of the
fellows, and he slid right up my bum!  Lucky for me the spunk running down
my crack lubed him right up, for I hardly even felt the bugger!  Then one
of his pals came up and introduced his cock to my fallopian tubes, and
before I could even take a breath, I was entertaining two of my new friends
at once!



   Mum, you know how that is one of my favorite ways to get rogered, I feel
so absolutely FULL of good hard cock.  As one went in, the other went out.
Those African chaps have such good rhythm, don't you think?  In a few
moments, my bottom had a half-pint of cum in it from the first African, and
he squirmed out from under me and another boy went in, and there it went. I
counted seven more guys in my arse, and god knows how many in my puss. 
Every now and then, a cock came up to my face, and I noticed that about one
in three was soft and tasted like Katie.  Those guys were going from one to
the other!  They used my mouth to get hard again after dumping a load in
Katie!  She was being well seen to by three or four fellows at once, and
her grunts as some large pole hit bottom in her body echoed around in the
warehouse.

   I swear, Mum, after a while the spunk was flowing out of me like water.
My cunny was absolutely awash in the creamy stuff, and my arse felt like it
had a gallon of baby juice in it.  Almost all of them wanted to cum in one
of my lower holes, I'd hardly swallowed anything in at least a half hour.
My titties had a bit of it from some of those guys who were too worked up
to wait, but for the most part it was a fairly orderly gang bang, lucky for
us.  They just lined up, took their turn, and then went off for a ciggie or
something, and after a while, got back in line.  I know that at least a
dozen or so of them came by for seconds, because I recognized their
handsome faces, or at least their big black dicks.  I had glorious cums
every couple of minutes, it was sooooooooo good.  I loved the way they just
shoved their hard pricks in us without any preliminaries, they'd lean down
and suck on my titty or lick their long tongues in my mouth (once I'd
cleared any cum away, of course!  LOL), their hot breath in my face.  I
wrapped my legs around each hard butt and pulled them in to the saddle,
rolling my hips up to meet their thrust all the way, showing them that a
randy English girl is a match for any of those dark brutes!  That fellow
with the long thin cock came by again and I smiled at him.

   "Try to keep that thing of yours from coming out the top of my head, you
beast!" I said to him, as I held his marvelously slimy shaft and positioned
it right at my opening.  "When I say 'GO!', I want you to ram it in me in
one long push, you fucker!"



   He grinned at me with his white teeth showing, and before I could say
'Go!' he shoved it in and the head popped right through my cervix!  I swear
it felt like he was shoving a telephone pole up me.  I saw stars for a
minute and my poor puss clenched at him but then he pulled it out nearly
all the way and then shoved right back in again!  I think when he pulled it
out my ears popped!  I decided to tease him a bit and try to make him
really give me a rogering he wouldn't soon forget.

   "That's it you big dumb fucker, ram that bloody cock up my twat.  Make
me feel it in my lungs, you black bastard!  If my Father saw me now he'd
have an absolute fit, watching me get fucked by a blackie.  (of course I
knew Daddy wouldn't, but I wanted to really set him off LOL) "But don't you
dare squirt that baby juice up in me, I just know I'll get pregnant and
then Mummy and Daddy would certainly be upset with me!"

   It was so much fun to see his face scrunch up when I told him that
little white lie!  I kept it up, though, I wanted to see how far I could
push him.  "There's way too much spunk up in me already, I just know if you
spunk my womb with your hot seed it will drown my poor little white eggie,
and I'll have a black baby in my tummy!  Then what would I do?  A creamy
white bird like me with a coal black baby in my gut!  I'd be soooo
ashamed!! Please don't sperm my ovaries, mister, please take it out and cum
on my titties or somewhere, please don't cum up my cunny....."

   Of course by now he was huffing and puffing like crazy, shoving his
bloody great pole in and out of me like he was a machine.  Each time the
head of his cock punched through my little cervix until I felt like I was
on the wrong end of a pile driver.  I had a bloody marvelous cum at least
three times while that big black fucked my brains out and then I felt him
push all the way up inside of me and his cock squirted about 10 times right
into my ovaries!  Oh Mum it was the most glorious feeling taking all that
hot cum right into my womb.  I swear I could hear each and every squirt as
it hit the back of my uterus!  I said "ohhhhhhhh god nooooooooooo, you've
cum in me you black bastard, you've got me preggers now!" and he just
grinned down at me and said "I've put a black baby in you now sister,
you'll never be fucked as good as this again!".  I just closed my eyes,
because I knew if I looked at him I'd break out laughing, LOL!

   I said, "Please boys, only fuck me in my arse now, I can't take any more
spunk up my cunny!" and turned over onto my hands and knees, and wriggled
my butt at them.  They fell for it, of course, as you and I well know,
there's not much a big black would rather fuck than a pretty white girls
arsehole!  So about ten or twelve guys dumped every ounce of their semen in
me, it felt so gooooood to have those big black poles shoved up my little
heinie.  I clenched at each one as it went in and my fingers were diddling
my little clitty to beat the band.  I think at one point I had two bloody
dicks up my arse at once, because it felt sooooo stuffed.

   Each one of those boys fucked my butt like they'd never seen one before,
I'm glad I'd cleaned myself out earlier because my gut got shot with so
much semen I think I'll be leaking it for a week!  (It hasn't really
stopped yet, and it's three days later already!!!  Can you believe it?????)
At one point, they must have decided that Katie would be open to having her
lovely face pummeled by dicks, because they made her kneel down and half a
dozen or so at a time surrounded her and pounded their big hard cocks on
her.  So now she was getting them hard again after they'd fucked me and cum
in my arse.  How long could these guys go on!!



   Finally, after about two hours, I think every one of those randy blokes
had had a go at one of us, and like I said, some more than once.  I was
there with my bum up in the air and all of a sudden I noticed that I was
un-Sfucked!  There was no cock in me anywhere!  The cool air made my cheeks
quiver a bit and get all goose-pimply.  Katie was near passed out next to
me, her face absolutely covered in spunk.  She must have had 20 loads on
her if she had a drop.  It was great to see her so involved in race
relations, don't you think?



   I was laying there pretty much completely knackered out, with my bum up
on the air, and spunk leaking out of both my lower holes.  Then, one of the
guys came up with a really freaky idea.  Lord knows where these guys come
up with some of this stuff, you know what I mean?  He said, "Hey, lets
drain this bird's asshole out and pour all the cum into the other bird. 
Maybe they'll both get preggers!"

   My breath caught in my throat.  Now THAT was kinky.  Poor Katie was
still pretty groggy over there, she was breathing lightly and blowing
little cum bubbles out her nose.  Two of the bigger blokes came over and
lifted me up, one on each arm and leg on either side of me, and set my ass
down over a big wide soup mug.  I could hear the cum from all those guys
drip out of my heinie and down into the cup.  It was kinky, freaky and
everything saucy you can think of!  I dripped spunk for about five minutes
until I think it was almost all out.  I thought they might want me to
bounce up and down on the cup but I guess they were satisfied.  I got up
and picked up the mug - Mum, there must have been a pint of spume in there!
I swear!  It was pretty clean looking, luckily, I guess - thank goodness
for Fleets!

   One of them had propped Katies middle up on some sort of bolster or
something, so her hips were up in the air.  Her crotch was a mess, of
course, just like mine.  The guy who suggested this whole thing came over
to me and took the cup and went over to her.  One other guy took his long
finger and spread Katie's lips apart, and you could see right up her fanny!
It was all creamy red looking, obviously, after being shagged about 30
times!  Her little clitty was all red and standing up like a little
soldier! He started to pour the gunk in to her canal, and then stopped, and
a devilish look came over his face.

   "Come over her, love, how 'bout you do the honors instead?  That way,
you can tell her mum and dad that YOU got her pregnant!" They all broke up
at that.  I grinned at that, those cheeky blokes!

   I went over and took the mug from his hand, but then had an evil idea. I
took one last look at the mug full of cum, and then tipped it up to my
mouth and drained every last drop in to my mouth!  My cheeks bulged out
like a chipmunk, but I got almost all of it in.  Then I went over, dropped
to my knees between Katie's legs, leaned in and plastered my cummy lips
right over her snatch.  I stuck my tongue between my lips and into her
cunny and let every last drop of that black sperm out of my mouth and down
into her.  I spit it all right into her.  Then, for good measure, I licked
up all the cum that was sliding around on her crotch and halfway down her
legs, and up over her mons, and did the same with that mouthful.  Then I
went up and licked up every drop of cum that was all over her face and neck
and titties, and did the same with THAT mouthful of sperm.  By the time I
was finished, I swear you could drive a motorboat around in her pussy!



   Someone handed me her panties and I stuffed them up into her hole to
keep everything from leaking out, and we let her lay there for about 20
minutes while I went outside with the guys for a smoke.  My stockings were
laddered all up and down, and poor little cunny leaked spunk down both my
legs, but I felt marvelous.  I found my skirt and put it on, what good it
did.  My blouse was long gone, but one of the guys lent me a tee to wear
outside so's I wouldn't get pinched.

   I'm not sure how we made it home that night without getting either
arrested or raped but we did.  We both collapsed on my bed without even
getting undressed, we were so blown out.  Of course, the next morning we
were bloody awful, sticking to each other and covered with dried semen. 
Katie's panties were still stuck up in her snatch, we had a hell of a time
pulling them out of there, and of course the flood of cum that followed
made a mess.  We were giggling and laughing like idiots, and finally we
both staggered in to the shower and got clean, after about an hour of
steaming hot water.

   Anyway, that's how my weekend went.  Hope you and Daddy are well and
enjoying your time in Africa.  Next time I get to go along!  You told me
that once I turned 15 it'd be OK for me to go along!

   Luv and smooches,

   Emma

   PS: It's been about 10 days now.  Guess what?  Katie's missed her
monthlies...
Emma's letter aroused me no end, so I had to quietly rub myself off once
or twice whilst I read through it.  And then read through it again.  How I
envied our beautiful young daughter, and I remembered fondly some of my

good times while at University...

   Chapter 11-Tess Tastes Teste Tea, Tells Teacher 'Terrific!'

   When I graduated public school, I knew exactly what I wanted to study at
university - anthropology, biology, geology, sociology, psychology,
philology, physiognomy, paleontology, and, if I had any spare time, botany.
And, I wanted to play on the volleyball team, but only so long as it didn't
interfere with my studies.  Luckily, I had studied speed reading while a
child, so I could absorb the contents of a typical college textbook in
about an hour.  Having nine major fields of study was a bit out of the norm
at Oxford.  One old poop at Balliol harumphed a bit when I appeared before
the admissions committee, but I batted my eyelashes at him and leaned over
to pick up a pencil I 'accidentally' dropped, and he withdrew any
objection. Once the dons realized that I could do the work, they stood by
and watched me learn.

   I was actually a virgin when I started uni, but had plans to alter that
particular aspect of my life.  Soon enough, I met a young fellow who seemed
eager enough, and after a few dates, we ended up at his flat, he in his
regulation scruffy clothes, and me in my usual wear - a white blouse tied
loosely under my un-bra'ed breasts, a dark brown mini skirt I'd bought in
the Junior Miss department at Harrods that was about 6 inches long, nylon
stockings held up by a six-strap suspender belt, and four inch heels.  Just
my typical outfit.



   You see, I'd decided early on as a young girl that I would take full
advantage of whatever physical charms I developed as I grew up, because I
knew that competing in a man's world meant using everything I had at my
disposal.  I started wearing high heels at 12, and trained myself to walk
at various speeds in heels as high as 5 inches with no discomfort.  My
ballet training certainly helped there.  I wore only skirts, and usually as
short at the law would permit.  Never once did I wear pants or jeans after
my 12th birthday.  When I wore hose, I almost always wore a suspender belt
to hold them up, even if they were stay-ups.  I didn't mind if, when I sat
or bent over, the skirt hem rode up a bit and displayed my stocking tops or
welts.  I loved knowing that I had an effect on men that I could use to
'level' the playing field, so to speak.  Other women may have looked at me
with disgust, hatred, or envy, but I didn't care - I had no problem using
my physical charms to get to places I wanted to be.  I knew that I had a
brain too.  And I never played the slut or bimbo - I was just
hyper-sexualized.

   As my body developed, my breasts filled out nicely, and I was a 32C cup
by the time I was 15.  I exercised at least a half hour every day to
strengthen the muscles in my chest, so I could go bra-less almost all the
time.  I occasionally wore a half-cup demi-bra if it was absolutely
necessary.

   Bryce and I started necking on the couch, and he had one hand in my
blouse, tweaking my right nipple.  Now, I don't know if I've told you this,
but my nipples are extremely sensitive, and I think they're connected
directly to my Bartholin's Glands, as my vagina began lubricating.  I was
leaking more oil than an MG Midget.  I had my hand around his rapidly
stiffening member, which I was trying to extract from his pants, with
little success.  I finally managed to get the entire thing out in the fresh
air, and took a good long look at it.

   I, of course, has seen erect penises before.  But this one was special -
it was designated to remove my maidenhead and forever change me from a
giddy young schoolgirl into a woman.  It was quite a pleasant looking
penis, nicely circumsized, and throbbing with what I hoped was desire for
me, not an irregular heart beat.  I maneuvered myself under him and fitted
the glans to the slick opening to my innermost being.  Then, steeling
myself for the brief moment of pain I'd heard about, I placed both hands on
his hips and pulled down.  The enormous-feeling head slid in about an inch,
encountered some bit of resistance, and then POP!, my hymen disappeared
forever.

   There was just the slightest twinge of pain, and then the feeling I'd
been waiting for seemingly forever, that full, stuffed feeling a girl gets
when there's a nice hard penis in her vagina.  I fell in love at that
instant.  Not with Bryce, certainly - he was a nice enough guy, but he was
just a means to an end at that point.  No, I fell in love with sex.  I had
a pussy ephipany, a clitoral conversion, a sort of Grafenberg-giddyness
took over and suffused my whole body with a feeling of universal joy.  I
realized then and there that my role in the cosmos was not just to be a
beautiful, charming, well educated woman, who, perhaps, someday would be a
wife and mother.  No, my role, in addition to that, would be to bring
sexual joy to myself and as many partners as I could.  No sexual union
would be denied, no congress disallowed, no combination prohibited.  My
body belonged, not just to me, but to everyone and anyone who might derive
pleasure from it.  Meanwhile, Bryce was humping back and forth, and no more
than 30 seconds later, he yanked himself out of my welcoming vagina, and
ejaculated several streams of semen across my midriff.

   I was mildly disappointed, but by the same token, I realized that I had
my first opportunity to see semen close up, so to speak.  Bryce rolled off
me, panting, and I dipped my right index finger into the still-warm liquid.
Bringing it to my lips, I inhaled the scent.  Manly.  Masculine.  The scent
of life.  The smell of sex.  It smelled like primordial oceans brimming
with one-celled life.  I extended my tongue and licked the wet droplet off
the tip of my finger.  Instantly my senses were overwhelmed with the taste
- salty, warm, slightly oily, it was the most entrancing elixir I'd ever
tasted.  Something in me seemed to explode with passion and love.  I
quickly scooped up as much of the rest of his emission as I could and
sucked it off my fingers.  I looked over at Bryce with a gleam in my eye
and said, "I want more.".  I leaned over his midsection, and popped his
half-softened penis into my mouth, suctioning it strongly, pulling the last
few drops of his ejaculate into my now-greedy mouth.  Within a few moments,
he'd hardened back up to a full stand, and I rotated my mouth around him,
twirling my tongue over the head and sliding it in and out of my salivating
lips and jaw.  Over and over I went, pushing my head all the way down his
shaft, then pulling back up again, trying to draw another expulsion of
ejaculate out of his body.



   Suddenly, Bryce tensed up and threw his hips up into my face, forcing
the last inch of his penis into my mouth and down my throat.  I felt his
shaft expand, and quickly moved my mouth up, keeping just the glans behind
my lips, and teased the head with my tongue.  Suddenly an explosion of wet
liquid bathed my tongue in testosterone tea.  I was shocked at its warmth,
the aroma filled my mouth and sinus areas, and I gulped it down like a
ravenous woman.  Two small swallows, and it was gone, the semen and sperm
from a man's testicles sliding inexorably down my esophagus to fill my
stomach, where it would be absorbed by my own bloodstream and forever be a
part of me.

   In the back of my mind I of course knew that it was most likely already
completely destroyed by my stomach acids, and the hundreds of millions of
sperm cells would be dead, but my romantic side felt the millions of
life-bearing cells spreading out through my body and infusing me with the
genes of the universe.  I felt like an 'earth-mother', bearing seeds of
life and growth and immortality.  I had to have more.

   "Bryce, that was smashing.  I've never done that before but I want, no I
NEED to do it again!  I need to have semen in me.  I want you to call your
friends.  Call three or four or a dozen, I don't care, I need them NOW. 
Get the blokes here and I will suck every drop of semen out of them for as
long as they want!  Call them!"

   His eyes bugged out.  I don't think he'd ever in his wildest dreams
thought he'd ever meet a girl like me.  He picked up his phone and made
some calls, while I went to the loo and freshened up a bit.  When I came
out, a few of his friends had started to arrive, no doubt disbelieving his
story.

   I wasted no time.  I told the boys to line up, unzip, and get ready for
me.



   So within the next hour and a half, I got my first taste, no pun
intended, of the fellatio-centric lifestyle that I now enjoy.  There were
circumsized penises, and uncircumsized, the first I'd seen live.  I've
preferred circumcised penises ever since, it just seems easier to me to get
my lips around the glans, and I find it much simpler to lock my lips right
around the corona when the penis is ejaculating, so I get the full feeling
of the squirts hitting the back of my mouth.  I have to admit that, due to
inexperience, I choked a few times when particularly large streams of semen
hit the back of my tongue and mouth, but I quickly learned to recognize the
signs of an impending climax, and adjusted my technique to compensate.

   I sucked and nibbled and licked and mouthed those 14 rods until each and
every one of them pulsed from three to a dozen warm wet ropes of semen
right straight into my mouth where I swallowed it all down very gratefully.
Some was spicy, some was salty, some was bland and fishy tasting, but it
was all enjoyed.  The boys couldn't believe there was a girl who would suck
them for nothing, not requiring a date and dinner and all that preliminary
workabouts.  I had no conception of being thought a slag or a slut or a
whore.  I didn't do it to gain acceptance, I didn't do it for money, I did
it because I'd developed a fondness for it that has lasted all these many
years and untold thousands of ejaculations.

   The next day, I was daydreaming in class about penises and semen and
performing fellatio on various men - movie stars, athletes, scientists,
etc. I was wondering what the DNA of Dr's Crick and Watson would taste like
- would it be more learned than that of, say, a football player? 
Unfortunately, the professor chose that moment to call on me and I was
completely non-plussed.  I stammered and blushed and in general, made a
complete ass of myself.  As was his wont, the professor reprimanded me and
instructed me to meet him in his office later that day to explain myself.

   At the appointed hour, I presented myself at his cloisters.  I was
wearing a short red skirt, dark hose, dark blouse, and a pair of my
favorite red heels.  He ushered me and and bade me sit on a low chaise
lounge against one wall.

   "Now then Miss Bennington-Smythe, can you explain yourself?  You are
normally a quite good and attentive student but today your mind was
obviously elsewhere.  Has my class lost its' appeal?  Do you no longer have
any interest in the world of micro-biology?"

   I blushed again and, after hesitating for a moment, decided to unburden
my soul and see what this older and wiser gentleman would have to say. 
Perhaps he would have some worthwhile advice for me.

   "Well, Professor Donaldson, I have a confession of sorts to make.  You
see, my boyfriend and I made love yesterday, and it was my first time." His
eyebrows raised.  I continued.  "I found it very pleasurable and not at all
distasteful or painful as some of my girlfriends had warned me about.  When
Bryce reached his orgasm, his penis accidentally came out of my vagina, and
he ejaculated on my tummy and up to my breasts.  I was curious about the
taste of his semen, so I dipped my finger in it an tasted it, and,
Professor, it was like I'd flicked a switch in my libido or something.  I
became instantly enamored of the taste, aroma, and tactile sensation of
semen." I stopped my somewhat breathless recounting to gauge his reaction.
Gauging by the reaction in his slacks, he was quite interested.  I'd never
seen a zipper actually BULGE before.  But anyway, I went on.

   "I ended up performing fellatio on him, and he had an orgasm in my
mouth. I swallowed all the semen and then practically demanded that he
phone up several of his male friends so that I could do the same for them.
I fear that I've become addicted to semen.  I must admit that I was
daydreaming in class about performing fellatio on famous men - you know,
scientists, sports stars, that sort of thing.  I'm terribly sorry that I
let my mind wander, and hope you'll permit me to stay in class."

   Professor Donaldson was quiet for a long time.  Then he spoke up.

   "The compulsion of the modern female to ingest semen in large quantities
is rare, but not unknown.  I believe there are many examples to be found on
the Continent, and of course Japan is well known for their cultural
predilection for what they term 'gokkun', or "gulping".



   There is no long term harm in the practice, notwithstanding the normal
cautions about partners with communicable disease, sexual or otherwise. 
The chemical constituents of an average seminal discharge are quite
interesting.  Besides the tens of millions of sperm cells, there are of
course quite a number of various trace minerals and nutrients.  Don't
forget, the semen is designed to support the sperm during their travels
thought the vagina, uterus and into the fallopian tubes.  There is niacin,
vitamin C, potassium, and several other compound and elements which can do
absolutely no harm to you if swallowed.  Now then, I believe I must fuck
you."

   Then he simply held out his hand for mine, and guided me to a table in
one corner of his office.  Before I knew it, I was bent over it, and he was
guiding a rather nicely sized penis into me.  I nearly came out of my
shoes, the shock was so sudden, but I have to admit I enjoyed the feeling
of another penis in me.



   He made love to me for perhaps several minutes, I had three very nice
orgasms, and then somewhat forcefully withdrew, spun me around and pushed
me to my knees, whereupon he masturbated for just a few seconds before
shooting several absolutely massive streams of semen onto my astonished
face.

   I found the event mildly erotic, but would much preferred him to direct
his emission into my mouth so I could swallow it, rather than all over my
face.  I scooped as much as I could in to my mouth, savoring the piquant,
slightly tart taste, much stronger that Bryce's had been yesterday.  He was
panting.  "Miss Ffinch, I can provide you with more if you would like." I
hesitated only a second before nodding in agreement.  Soon enough, the male
members of the Biology Department were clustered in his office, and I made
the acquaintance of the male members of the male members.  I gratefully
performed fellatio on them all, and they were nothing but complete
gentlemen.  Six ejaculations later, Professor Donaldson admonished me to
pay attention in class from here on, and to restrict my daydreaming to
other professor's lectures.  I promised to do so.  As I left his office to
head to my dormitory room to study, I reflected.  In just over 24 hours,
I'd lost my virginity, performed fellatio 21 times, and been almost
forcibly ravished by my biology professor.  Life was good.
   To Be Continued...  

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