Fellatrix Summa CUM Laude
by Lingus

I guess some women just naturally love to suck cocks. I know
several of my friends have said that they were that way. Even a
couple of gals in high school apparently were really into it. I
remember Jan Best had a reputation for doing it. She supposedly did
the entire football team and basketball team each year she was in
school. That sounded outrageous to me at the time, and perhaps her
slutty reputation just added to my reluctance to do it.

Actually, I'd never given it much thought until my relationship
with Andy Johnson had developed to such intensity that he was
pressuring me to "go all the way" to prove how much I loved him.
This was in my junior year and I had no intention of letting that
happen although I did let him slip his hands into my bra and
panties and play with me. I liked the feeling that gave me..
especially when he played with my pussy. I got really wet and hot
and I must admit it wasn't easy saying no to him. It was just that
I couldn't get my mother's admonitions out of my head. I never once
thought about trying to play with Andy's cock although I noticed
that he got a real big bulge in his pants whenever he played with
me. I really didn't even know what a cock, hard or soft, looked
like. 

When Andy suggested that I give him a "blowjob" instead I guess he
must have realized that I didn't know what he meant. "I want you to
suck my cock" he said.

"You want me to what?" I replied. "I couldn't do anything like
that. I mean no one would ever do such a thing. You're sick!" That
was the end of my relationship with Andy.

Yes, I know I was a very naive girl. I guess I led a pretty
sheltered life up to that point, but I wasn't a lot different than
most of the girls that I grew up with. In fact I'll bet that a lot
of them don't suck cock even today. Maybe I'm wrong, but judging by
the delight of men who I've "gotten to know" over the last several
years, I doubt that many of them get blow jobs very often.

In addition to my naivete about sex I had no early experience with
alcohol. I didn't have my first real drink until I was in college.
The first few times I had a drink went quite uneventfully. These
took place at receptions which the alumni office held during
homecoming week during my freshman year. The first drink I had was
a vodka sour. I thought it tasted quite good so I had another. I
don't know if they were mixed really strong or if it was just
because this was my first time, but I got a little tipsy. This
scared me because I didn't want to act silly or get sick in front
of the faculty and administrators who were there because I might
lose my job. I had gotten a part-time job in the alumni office as
a way to help pay my tuition. 

Things really changed later that fall when I got invited to my
first fraternity party. Since there were no "higher-ups" around I
let my hair down and completely lost track of how much I'd had to
drink. There were several other coeds there who were also being
encouraged by the guys to "have one more." I suspect that many of
them knew what was coming, but I didn't. After we were feeling
pretty good, the guys suggested a game called "Dare." The premise
of the game was simple. The gals were dared to perform some act or
else they had to remove an article of clothing. The women sat on
one side of the circle facing the guys who sat on the other. The
guys took turns making the dares to the gals.

At first the dares weren't too outrageous. We were each dared to
chug-a-lug our drink. Next they dared us to sit on their lap. That
wasn't very threatening although a couple of the guys did let their
hands wander a bit. I kind of liked that because I enjoyed having
my breasts played with. After that they dared us to give them a
kiss. Then we each were asked to show them our panties. For those
of us wearing skirts this was easy. Some of the gals wore slacks
and they had to partially undress just to avoid completely removing
an article of clothing. At this point some of the gals chose to
remove their blouses rather than show their panties. I think that
may have been because they didn't have any panties on. I remember
feeling kind of tingly as I watched Helen, the gal ahead of me,
move to the center of the circle and lift her skirt to show off her
panties. I was the second in line and so it was now my turn to
choose. I also wore a skirt and chose to follow her lead and let
them see my undies. I felt a sudden rush as I lifted my skirt and
knew that a dozen guys and ten other women could see my bright pink
panties. 

I may have stood there showing off for longer than I had to but I
finally sat down as Diane, the next gal, announced that she was
going to remove her blouse instead. This round seemed to take
longer than the others because the guys wouldn't let us sit down
too quickly. If they didn't get a long enough view they made us do
it over until they were satisfied. When it finally finished four of
the women were without their blouses. One of the gals who'd shown
her panties had on very sheer ones and the guys really made a fuss
over getting to see her beaver when she held up her skirt. She held
it up for a long time too. I didn't understand why she did that but
I did notice that my pussy was starting to get pretty wet.

The next round got more intimate. We were asked to sit on our
challenger's lap while he "gave us a chest massage." The gal ahead
of me decided to remove her blouse instead. Since I enjoyed having
my breasts caressed ever since Andy did it to me, I happily went to
my challenger and sat down. In seconds I felt his hands massaging
me through my blouse and bra. Then I felt him unbutton a couple of
buttons on my blouse and slip his hand inside. He didn't stop there
but proceeded to slip his fingers into my bra and massage my bare
breasts. It felt heavenly but I suddenly realized that I was making
quite a spectacle and made him stop. Three of the women after me
decided to remove blouses instead. One of the women who had already
removed her blouse decided to remove her skirt rather than get her
breasts massaged. The guys really hooted when she stood before them
in just her bra and panties. The rest of the women got the same
treatment that I did. Since some of them were without bras to
inhibit the massage things got rather frisky but only one of them
ended up with her blouse completely off (she wasn't wearing a bra).
Everyone (including her) seemed to really love that.

The final round that we played really changed my attitude about
sex. We were "dared" to give our challenger a blowjob. I was
astonished when Helen unhesitatingly moved over between the thighs
of her challenger and began to unzip his pants. In seconds I saw
the first cock that I had ever seen other than in a picture. It was
hard and beautiful. I have come to realize after many comparisons
that it wasn't particularly large but at the time I thought it was
gigantic. Helen licked the head of it with the tip of her tongue
for awhile. Then she slipped it into her mouth and lunged forward
so that it was completely hidden. I noticed that the guy closed his
eyes and looked like he was in heaven. I could feel myself getting
more and more excited as I watched her head bounce up and down on
this wonderful appendage. I found myself wishing I had been more
adventuresome with Andy a couple of years earlier.

After this had gone on for a few minutes Helen suddenly pulled
back. Then I saw this white fluid spurting from his cock. It flew
half way across the circle. There were a few more lesser spurts and
then the guy collapsed in his chair. 

"That was wonderful..just wonderful," he whispered.

I must have been somewhat dazed by this scene because I remember
being nudged by Diane as my challenger repeated, "Alright, Darlene.
It's your turn. What's your choice?"

I didn't even think about my response. My inhibitions had been
subdued by all of the booze, and I was mesmerized by the thought of
seeing and tasting this guy's cock. As I moved forward and began to
kneel before him, he said "Great! This is my lucky day!"

I didn't really have a clue as to what I was to do. I had just seen
it done once so I tried to repeat her motions. I didn't have to
unzip the guy or take out his cock because he did that for me in a
flash. His cock was also gorgeous. It was about the same size as
the one before but somehow it looked different. I've since come to
appreciate that no two cocks are exactly alike. Each one tastes and
looks just a little different than any other. Comparing them is
part of the fun that I have.

As I leaned forward towards my guy's cock I saw that there was
liquid seeping out of the hole in the end of it. Then I smelled the
wonderful musky aroma that I've grown to love. Finally as I flicked
the tip of it with my tongue I tasted the saltiness of his pre-cum.
Trying my best to imitate my predecessor, I ran my tongue around
the dark pink head a few times before swallowing as much of it as
I could in my mouth. I heard the guy gasp as it went in. Then as I
started pumping up and down on his big prick I felt his hands touch
my breasts. Then he began to gently massage my tits with his hands
as I massaged him with my mouth. It was an incredible sensation. 

I found out later that this was this guy's first-ever blowjob as
well as mine. I must have done alright because he didn't last long.
Not knowing what to expect I didn't react when I sensed that his
cock was beginning to twitch. Then my tongue sensed a spasm as I
felt a blast of searing liquid hit the back of my throat. It caught
me off guard and I started to choke. I tried to pull away but he
had placed his hands behind my head and began pulling me tightly
towards his crotch. I couldn't escape. Somehow I managed to swallow
and kept swallowing as blast after hot blast of his cum shot into
my virgin mouth. Then as quickly as it had started it stopped.
Again not knowing what to expect I began sucking again when I
caught my breath. I loved the unique flavor of his cum and wanted
to taste more of it. In a few seconds however, his cock started to
get soft. He was done..at least for a few minutes.

"Darlene, that was the greatest!" he said as I got up. "You are
sure a terrific cocksucker."

I was stunned by his remark. That was a term that I'd always heard
used in the most derogatory ways. I'd never given much thought to
what it meant, but the meaning of the term began to sink in as I
returned to my seat.

"Thanks," I said with a weak smile. "I guess I am one of those," I
thought to myself not so proudly.

Two of the rest of the girls also elected to give their challengers
a blowjob and the others removed an item of apparel. This meant
that three of the gals were now only wearing their panties. When
the last of the eleven girls had finished (she was one who elected
to remove her bra) several of the girls quickly gathered up their
garments and ran from the room. 

"Hey, where are you all going?" one of the guys shouted. "Some of
us aren't finished yet." In fact eight of the twelve guys hadn't
"finished" yet and they didn't want the game to end so soon.

"Hey, Darlene," one of them said, "how about showing me just how
good you can suck cock. I'll bet you're not that great."

"Oh, yeah," I replied accepting the taunt, "get it out and I'll
show you." I couldn't believe my own ears at what I'd just said but
I had this strange feeling that I just had to suck more cock. I was
addicted.

As I began to grant this guy's wish, two of the other coeds joined
me in finishing the rest of the group. An hour later all the guys
had cum. Two of the original four had gotten blown a second time.
In all I sucked five cocks that evening...and I swallowed every
drop of their cum. By the time the party was over I had sucked more
cocks than most women suck in their entire lifetime. I loved it. I
knew that from then on I was going to suck as many guys as I could.

The next day reality reared it's ugly head. Of course, I had a
terrible hangover, which I'd never had before. I also felt like the
town whore every time I thought about my behavior at the party. I
was so ashamed I sat and cried. I didn't know how I'd ever face any
of those guys or gals. That would be impossible to avoid because
two of the guys were in classes with me. I was sure I'd have to
drop out of school or transfer or something.

Fortunately before I got myself too worked up and distressed I got
a call from Byron Wells asking me for a date. Byron was one of the
guys at the party and also one of those with whom I had a class. In
fact he was the guy who had invited me to the party in the first
place. I figured at first that he just wanted another blowjob but
he assured me that he had wanted to ask me out before any of this
happened. He gave my sagging ego a boost by saying that he thought
I was the cutest coed on campus. When I questioned why he'd even
consider going out with someone who'd been such a slut, he really
surprised me by saying he'd gotten turned on watching me that
night..and that I gave him the best blowjob he'd ever had. He
couldn't believe I'd never done it before.

To make a long story short I accepted his invitation to go to a
movie the next weekend. After the movie we talked some more about
what I'd done and he made me feel a lot better about myself. In
fact he made me feel like it was OK to have done what I did and
enjoy it. Before he took me back to my dorm Byron got another
blowjob..and he didn't even ask. I found that I had even more fun
doing this one sober than I'd had doing the others drunk. It was
like a dam had burst and my sexual being had abruptly surfaced. 

While I was amazed at myself for my new-found hobby, I was even
more surprised at Byron's delight and support. He began to think of
ways for me to practice my art. Over the next few months I blew
groups of five or six of his frat brothers while they watched the
Monday night game. I blew Byron's kid brother Paul and Jim, a
friend of his, when they came to campus for a weekend. Neither of
them had ever had a blowjob before and they left for home with ear-
to-ear grins.

Their big smiles and expressions of appreciation were a good lesson
for me. I was beginning to understand the power that I had just
from my willingness to give guys this pleasure. I don't think any
of them realized (or much cared) how much fun I had doing it. I
began to fantasize about how I could use this power and Byron and
I spent a lot of time talking about it. Those conversations always
ended abruptly because we both got so turned on that we'd head for
the bed and spend an hour or two fucking. (Yes, I let Byron take
the next step. In fact I did it with him on our second date. I
found out I loved having a cock fill my cunt almost as much as I
loved having one in my mouth.) The power I had was not just over
the other guys that I blew but also over Byron because he got so
excited about my antics.

When Byron asked me to give a pizza delivery guy a blowjob as a
tip, we ended up getting a free pizza. We decided that was such a
good deal we repeated it at least once a month for the rest of the
school year. We tried the same routine with a chinese carry-out
place with the same results. Byron teased me every time I sucked
that guy off saying I'd be hungry for another cock again in an
hour. I'd go along with his gag and ask him to fuck me an hour
after dinner. 

When finals were approaching at the end of my freshman year I was
really worried about my grade in economics. The professor was not
very exciting (and not particularly good looking) and I just wasn't
inspired in the classroom. I knew that I had to do something to
avoid getting a "D" or worse in the class. I asked Byron if any of
his friends could help me. He offered an inspired suggestion. I
should ask the professor for special tutoring. He winked at me when
he said that and I quickly caught on to what he meant.

"I'm not sure he'd be interested," I replied uncertainly.

"I'll bet he'd love it," Byron assured me. "Anyhow it wouldn't be
too hard to test the waters. Wear one of your sexy short skirts to
class tomorrow. Maybe give him a peek or two of your panties. Then
go up to him after class and tell him that you need some extra help
and ask if he has any suggestions. If he's interested he'll let you
know.

Well, I took Byron's suggestion to heart more from the almost
desperate need to improve my grade than any desire to suck off my
professor. I'm sure glad I did for two reasons. I got a "B" for the
course. He offered me an "A" but I thought that was too much. 

"I enjoyed this as much as you did," I told him. "You have one of
the largest and most beautiful cocks I've ever seen..and I've seen
quite a few." He seemed genuinely flattered by my comment. He
admitted that no other woman including his wife had ever been able
to take him all the way into either her mouth or her pussy.

That's the other thing I learned: wonderful things sometimes come
in not-so-great packages. When I told Byron I was sure this guy had
at least ten inches he didn't believe me. I told him that he was so
big that I almost couldn't get him all in my mouth, but he still
didn't believe me. I decided to ask for another private tutoring
session and this time I took along a measuring tape. The guy was a
startled when I asked if I could measure it but then he told me it
was ten and one-half inches. He said he would like to see if I
could take him all the way in my pussy as well as in my mouth but
I told him I couldn't do that. He accepted my answer, but I think
we were both disappointed. I was very tempted.

I should mention that Byron and I have talked about the possibility
of my going further and fucking some of the guys that I "meet." We
agreed that there could be a lot of complications in doing that and
finally concluded that it wouldn't be worth the risk. Byron feels
especially strongly about it so I'm not about to take the chance of
hurting him even when I'm with a guy who I think might be a really
great fuck. 

At the end of the school year I returned home for the summer. It
was really weird because as soon as I got back into that old
environment I went back to my previous conservative ways. Byron and
I kept in touch and he seemed very suspicious at first that I was
lying to him about my abstinence but I think he finally accepted my
word. We both eagerly looked forward to the beginning of the next
school year.

I had to return to campus early because of responsibilities
connected with my job at the alumni office. I didn't think I'd see
Byron for another week but I was delighted to find him waiting for
me when I arrived at my dorm. Before the hour was over he had
gotten a blowjob. We didn't have time or a good private place to
fuck. We both admitted being anxious to pick up where we'd left off
at the beginning of the summer.

As soon as Byron could get back into his room at the frat house we
ordered a pizza. When a different delivery man showed up I was
afraid that maybe he wouldn't want to play our game, but before he
left a half-hour later I had swallowed another load of cum and we
had a free pizza. He said he'd be happy to make that trade anytime
we called. We should just ask for "Jack." We told him to expect a
call every couple of weeks. He left with a smile.

For the first couple of months that fall nothing really shocking
happened. I did take care of a few of the members of Byron's
fraternity including three new pledges. That was a lot of fun
because Byron made me do it blindfolded. After I sucked each of the
cocks for a two minutes I was asked to take off the blindfold and
identify the cocks in the order I'd sucked them. I guessed them all
which surprised them. They just didn't understand how much you can
learn about a cock when you have it in your mouth for a few
minutes. Of course I finished the game by sucking each of them dry.
I've never left a blowjob uncompleted and there have only been a
few times when I haven't swallowed the guys cum.

My horizons were greatly widened one day at work. Alan Bennett, an
alumni athlete (a pretty famous and very good looking one), came
into the office. He had agreed to head the alumni part of our
annual fund drive and he had come to see Mr. Leonard, my boss, who
was late getting back from an off-campus appointment. I tried my
best to keep Alan entertained and in the process I guess I must
have flirted with him a bit more than I realized. I noticed that I
had lost eye contact with him and that his gaze seemed to be
focused below my waist. When I looked down I realized why. I was
wearing one of my shorter skirts and it had risen so that the flesh
of my thighs above the tops of my stockings was visible. He could
easily see my panties and probably the shadow of my brown beaver
because these panties were pretty sheer. Then I noticed his crotch.
He had an erection that he made no attempt to hide. I took a big
gamble.

"Would you like to come with me back to the storeroom?" I asked. "I
see you have a problem that perhaps I can help you with." I stood
up and held out my hand toward him. He broke into a big smile and
quickly took my hand. The storeroom door hadn't even fully closed
when I was kneeling before him and unzipping his pants. He helped
me extract his hard tool and I quickly engulfed it with my mouth.

"Ohhhh, Darlene, that feels so good," he said. I didn't attempt to
answer. I knew time was short and I sure didn't want to get caught
doing this. I let my tongue, lips and throat work their magic and
in just a few minutes I reaped my reward.

"Ohhh, I'm cumming," he said as his body went rigid. I already knew
that because I could feel his cock beginning to pulsate. Then his
cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed furiously. He kept
cumming and cumming. This guy wasn't the biggest I'd ever sucked
but he did have the most cum. I kept sucking until he stopped
shooting and then quickly licked him clean.

"I'd better get back to my desk," I said breathlessly. "Mr. Leonard
could be back anytime now."

"Yes, you're right," Alan answered. "I understand..and I really
appreciate the fantastic blowjob. It was the best." Then he bent
down and kissed me. "Thank you," he concluded as we went quickly
out the door and back to my desk.

We had just taken our seats when Mr. Leonard came in the door.

"Alan, I'm so sorry for being late," he began as he walked over and
extended his hand. "I just had a big problem with the publisher of
our newsletter and it took a lot longer than I expected to it out.
I hope the wait hasn't been too unpleasant."

"Why, no," Alan responded. "Actually it was most pleasant. Darlene
has been a terrific hostess and I really enjoyed chatting with
her." As Alan and Mr. Leonard walked past me into Mr. Leonard's
office Alan blew me a kiss and mouthed the words "Thanks again."  

As Alan was leaving he said "Thank you again, Darlene. I hope we
can chat again when I am back in town next month." Mr. Leonard
didn't have a clue as to how intimate our "chat" had been. Good
thing too. I don't think he'd be amused.

I was thrilled. I had just given a blowjob to one of the biggest
celebrities to have attended our university. Besides that he really
seemed to have liked it and said he wanted to do it again. He even
gave me a kiss. I hadn't thought about it before but none of the
men I'd sucked off, except Byron, had ever kissed me afterwards. I
couldn't wait to tell Byron about my little secret. 

Byron was as excited about what happened as I was. We both realized
that I had tapped a whole new source of cocks. Over the next few
months I had several more "storeroom conferences" with Alan. He
always managed to arrive for his appointments when Mr. Leonard
wasn't around. On one of these occasions Byron decided to hide
behind some filing cabinets and watch as I sucked Alan's cock to
completion. 

Then when I thought we were done Alan said that he had to repay me
for the pleasure I'd given him. At first I thought he meant he
wanted to fuck me, but I'd told him before that I couldn't do that.
Instead Alan picked me up and sat me on top of the filing cabinet
that Byron was hiding behind. He pushed up my skirt and began to
pull down my panties. I was about to object when he pushed my knees
apart and leaned forward and kissed my cunt. Then he began to run
his tongue up and down my wet slit. I was having my pussy eaten. 

I'd never had that done to me before and as soon as Alan started
doing it I wondered why. I loved it. I hoped that Byron who was
hiding only inches away was taking notes. From now on I would
expect him to do this to me too. I just hoped that right now he
wouldn't get upset by what Alan was doing and blow his cover. That
could bring disastrous results. 

Alan continued licking and sucking me. He even ran his tongue down
and tried to force it into my tight asshole. Finally as I felt
myself getting very excited he took my little love button (Byron's
term for my clit) into his mouth and very gently rolled it between
his lips and his teeth. My body suddenly shook as a wave of orgasm
overcame me. I hadn't had the opportunity to cum all that often.
Sometimes it happened when Byron fucked me, but not always. This
time though was the best. I had to bite my finger to keep from
moaning loudly. 

Suddenly I realized how vulnerable I was sitting up there on the
filing cabinet with no underwear on and my pussy blatantly on
display. What if Mr. Leonard or someone else opened the door just
a few feet away.

"I've got to get back to my desk," I said urgently as I tried to
climb down.

Alan lifted me back down. I decided not to take time to put my
panties back on. Instead I kissed Alan and said "Thank you Alan.
That was a wonderful treat. You know I've never been eaten before."

"You're kidding," Alan replied. "Well I'll be glad to eat your
sweet hot pussy any time. It's the least I can do in return for
your terrific blowjobs."

I wanted to say something to Byron before I went back to my desk
but I didn't dare because Alan held the door for me instead of
leaving. I had to wait until Alan was in Mr. Leonard's office
before I went back in. I sure hoped that he wasn't angry about what
Alan had done.

My anxiety was relieved a few minutes later when Mr. Leonard came
in and took Alan into his office. I immediately went into the
storeroom. Byron was waiting there for me.

"Wow, that was really hot!" were his first words. "I've never been
so turned on." He proved his point by pulling his hard cock out of
his pants. Then he turned me to face away from him, bent me over,
lifted my skirt and slammed his hard cock into my cunt. I nearly
screamed with pleasure. It took him just a minute or two and I felt
a blast of his hot cum shoot into my cunt. He continued shooting
for a few seconds. As quickly as he began he finished. He stuffed
his shrinking cock back into his pants, zipped up, kissed me and
said "I'll see you tonight." Then he was gone out the door.

I stood for a moment in a daze. In the last few minutes I had taken
a load of one man's cum in my mouth and then a load of another
man's cum in my cunt. I could feel Byron's cum dripping from my
pussy and running down the inside of my thighs. I knew I had to get
back to my desk so I cleaned myself up as best I could with a
kleenex and then put my panties back on. I knew they would get
pretty wet as my guy's cum continued to drain out but somehow that
thought just made me start to feel horny again.

That episode was just one of the most exciting (and dangerous) of
my "storeroom conferences." Over the next year and a half I enticed
more than twenty visitors into my "lair." They included two other
big-name athletes (both big men with bigger cocks), an assortment
of visiting journalists and reporter types, a local TV personality,
a clergyman and a congressman. Alan came back several times and
whenever time permitted he made good on his promise to eat my
pussy. I loved it and was pleased that Byron was getting better at
doing it too.

I was always pretty careful to avoid being caught by Mr. Leonard
although a couple of my guests and I had close calls. On the final
day at work at the end of my junior year Mr. Leonard called me into
his office.

"Darlene," he began, "I have a couple of personal matters to
discuss with you."

My heart was in my throat. What was this about?

"First of all I have some very good news. The president of the
university, Dr. Wright, has asked that your employment contract for
next year be in his office."

"Wow!" I responded. "That's terrific, but why did he do that?"

"I have told him of your outstanding work and he's also heard about
it from some of the alumni who've come in contact with you. You
seem to have a lot of fans. Alan Bennett was particularly
complimentary in his comments. He says you're a real asset to the
university."

I blushed a thousand shades of red. I sure hoped that Alan had
confined his comments to non-sexual issues.

"That's really nice to hear," I said. "I appreciate your passing
that information along to me. You said there were two matters to
discuss, as I recall.."

"Oh, yes," Mr. Leonard continued. "The other matter is of a rather
sensitive and very personal nature. You see I've known for sometime
that you have a special talent for taking care of our guests..at
least our male guests.."

"OH NO!" I thought to myself, "he knows about the blowjobs." Again
I blushed.

"I'm sure you know what I'm talking about," he went on. "You see
not all of the men who've been given your personal tour of the
storeroom have been nearly as discrete as they ought."

I was really squirming in my seat and Mr. Leonard sensed my
discomfort.

"Oh, don't worry, Darlene. I don't mean to cause you any problem.
In fact I believe that your tours have greatly helped our office.
We've gotten some great coverage in the press and I know of at
least two major contributions and a large grant that came about
because of your tours. I must admit, however, that for the past
several months I've been extremely envious of those who've gotten
those tours. It's just that as your supervisor I didn't want to say
anything."

The relief at his words of assurance must have been obvious
although I'm sure my complexion had changed from bright red to pale
white as I contemplated the tremendous embarrassment that I could
suffer. However, it was slowly dawning on me where this
conversation was heading.

"But now Darlene, you're no longer really one of my employees. You
are an employee of President Wright."

"And I'll bet you'd like a tour of the storeroom before I leave,"
I said with a knowing smile. I had always enjoyed working for Mr.
Leonard. He had treated me very nicely..almost like a father. I
found the prospect of sucking his cock to be especially exciting.

"Darlene, you're very perceptive," Mr. Leonard said as he returned
my smile.

"Well, Mr. Leonard, there is something that you may not know about
those tours," I said as I regained my composure and realized that
I was now in control. "There is something that the men who got the
tour had to do in return for my services," I said as I got up from
my chair and moved over beside Mr. Leonard's chair. 

"What is that, Darlene?" he asked. "Whatever it is I'm sure I'll be
happy to do it too."

"They had to eat my pussy," I said. Actually the only one who ever
ate me was Alan but I had this tremendous urge to have Mr. Leonard
eat me too. "Let's do the tour right here in your office," I
continued as I thought of the irony of being eaten right here on my
boss's desk.

"That sounds great Darlene. I'd love to eat your hot little cunt
and since I've already seen the stockroom I'll gladly take my tour
right here." He swung his chair around to face me and unzipped his
pants as I knelt between his legs.

Seeing the hard cock of the man that I had worked for for three
years as it stood beckoning to me was the most erotic experience of
my sexual career. I knew that I wanted to give Mr. Leonard the
hottest sex he'd ever known. In fact I knew in the back of my mind
that I was going to do something really special for him that I
hadn't done for any of the other men in the stockroom. I began his
blowjob in my usual manner and was soon pumping up and down as I
made his cock fuck my face. He was about average in size so I had
no problem taking him all the way in and he really loved that. 

When I felt that he was getting close I pulled away. "Now it's your
turn," I said as I stood up. Then I slipped off my panties and sat
up on Mr. Leonard's desk. "I'll finish you in a few minutes."

As soon as I was sitting in front of Mr. Leonard with my skirt
pulled to my waist and my feet up on the back of his chair, he
leaned forward and stared for a few moments at my pussy.

"Darlene, your cunt is exquisite," he said sounding like he'd never
seen one before. He was breathing deeply and I couldn't wait to
feel his tongue on my wet slit. 

Mr. Leonard ate me with an expertise that really surprised me. In
just a few minutes I came but he didn't stop until he made me cum
again. He wanted to go on but I stopped him saying "OK, now it's
time to finish you..but I have to ask you something first."

"What's that?" he asked sounding puzzled.

"Can you keep a secret?" I asked.

"Why, of course," he replied. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, I want you to do something I've never done for any of the
other men..and I don't want my boyfriend or anyone else including
President Wright to ever know. OK?"

"Sure Darlene," he replied. "What is that?"

"I want you to fuck me," I said. "I want you to cum in my pussy.
Will you do that?"

Mr. Leonard didn't answer. He just got up, unbuckled his belt and
let his trousers fall to the floor. Then he stepped forward and I
felt the head of his cock as it rubbed up and down my wet slit.
Suddenly I felt him enter me. I was getting fucked by only the
second man ever. It felt wonderful. 

Mr. Leonard was so turned on that it didn't take long before I felt
a load of hot cum splashing into my cunt. He gasped and moaned
softly before collapsing on top of me.

"Thank you Darlene. That was wonderful," he said as he kissed me,
"and you can be certain that I won't say a word about this to
anyone."

"Thank you Mr. Leonard, I appreciate your discretion," I answered
as I got up and again knelt before him. "Let me clean you up a bit
before you put this away," I continued as I took his cock back in
my mouth. I licked my juices and his cum off of it and then gently
kissed the tip. 

"I almost wish I'd known of your talents sooner," I said as I
slipped on my panties. "Maybe I'll come back and see you again next
fall. I think I'd enjoy having this fill my mouth and pussy again,"
I said as I reached down and caressed his cock.

"I hope you do," he replied with a smile. "By the way, President
Wright would like to see you before you leave campus. I'm not sure
if I mentioned that."

"OK," I said. "I guess I could stop in there now if he's still in
his office. Do I look like I just got fucked though?"

"You might want to freshen up a bit before you go," Mr. Leonard
replied. "I'll call over and tell him that you'll be there in
fifteen minutes."

Thirty minutes later I was in President Wright's office. The door
was locked and I was sucking his cock. He was quite direct about
what he wanted from me and he made me an offer that I couldn't
refuse. I got a full scholarship for my final year. All I had to do
was give blowjobs to him and a few other men that he'd tell me
about. I was to meet him in his office twice a week after office
hours. If he needed me to suck off a visiting big-wig he'd leave a
note for me in my p.o. box. I thought it was a terrific deal. I
didn't have to do any office work at all. The only problem that I
could see was figuring out a way to explain this to my parents.

When I saw Byron that night I told him everything except about
getting fucked. He never did know about that. In fact I fucked Mr.
Leonard several times the next year and no one every knew about
that either. Mr. Leonard was truly a man of his word and I really
appreciated that. It was sort of weird as I look back on my times
with Mr. Leonard. I always called him "Mr. Leonard" even when he
was fucking me. That included a trip back to campus for my tenth
reunion when I made an unannounced visit to Mr. Leonard's office.
He was delighted that I stopped in and we had another great time as
he fucked me on his desk. We each commented that the other had
certainly maintained their technique. I didn't tell him about all
of the practice that I was getting. I don't think he'd understand.

Byron graduated that spring and I knew that next year wouldn't be
the same with my new job and Byron not being so close by.
Fortunately he got a job in town and rented an apartment quite
close to the campus. Over the summer we decided that I would move
in with him when I got back in the fall. My mother didn't really
like the idea but she didn't forbid me to do it. I think she was
slowly catching up with the times. Surprisingly my dad didn't offer
any objection.

During my senior year I tried to keep my skills as a fellatrix
sharpened any way I could. Of course I did President Wright once or
twice a week. He also had me do visiting big-wigs two or three
times a month. In fact one month when we were kicking off a major
development campaign I did five members of the campaign committee
in two days. Since none of them was to know about the others things
got a little hectic but they all seemed to enjoy my talents and I
loved experiencing five new cocks.

One night Byron and I tried to count the number of cocks that I
sucked while I was in college. We lost track at around sixty. I
thought it had to be more like a hundred but we couldn't be sure.
The one thing we were both sure of was that we both still very much
enjoyed my hobby. I still told Byron about each one in detail
unless he was with me when I did it. We still had occasional Monday
night parties with a few of his old fraternity brothers and we
still ordered pizza or chinese food and the delivery men still got
their special tips. We still got free meals.

After I graduated that spring the pace of my activities slowed down
quite a bit. I got a really good job with an advertising agency and
didn't want to jeopardize it by trying anything with anyone I
worked with. Besides Byron didn't seem too comfortable with the
idea of my getting that intimate with men of my own age in that
environment. He said I should limit myself to men who weren't a
threat to our relationship such as visiting clients or old friends
of ours. This did allow me to suck a new cock or two every month
and we made a point of getting together with some of his old
buddies fairly often too so I wasn't suffering from protein
deficiency.

Five years after college we got married. The wedding was something
to tell about, and I don't mean the service itself. That was pretty
conventional with the fancy dresses and tuxes, flowers, candlabra,
a church and all. Both of our families were there. Our sisters and
Byron's two brothers were in the wedding party along with two of
his best friends from work. We hadn't really discussed what our
marriage would mean to our little game and I figured that once we
were married I'd have to settle down and be satisfied with just one
cock in my life. Boy was I wrong.

After the service was over we waited around to take some pictures
before going on to the reception. While we were waiting Byron asked
me and the guys in the party to come with him. He led us down to
the room where he and his party had dressed. I was about to ask
what he was up to when he told all of the guys to have a seat. Then
he led me into the next room. Remember that I was still dressed in
my full wedding dress..including my veil.

"I want you to say thank you to each of the guys in our wedding,"
Byron announced.

"Sure," I said as I started to walk back to the other room.

"No, not that way," he said, "and not in there. I want you to do it
one at a time in here," he instructed.

Suddenly it hit me. He wanted me to give them each blowjobs. At
first I didn't know if I should hit him and run or just quietly do
as he asked. As I sat in my momentary daze thinking about it I
realized that my pussy was getting wet. That was my reliable
barometer telling me to do it.

For the next half hour I, the new Mrs. Byron Wells, sucked five
cocks. One of them was Paul, the younger brother whom I'd done in
school. Not only did I suck Byron's two brothers and two friends
but I also sucked the photographer who came down to see why we were
taking so long.

When Byron told the photographer what was happening and that he was
going to be "thanked" too the guy offered to take pictures of me
with each of the guys for special pictures for our wedding album.

Byron thought that was a terrific idea so we took a few more
minutes while I sucked each guy again long enough to get them hard.
I did it this time with all of them in the room and we have one
photo in our private album of me with five hard cocks. One was in
my mouth, one was in each hand and the other two were stroking
themselves. Byron took that picture so that the photographer could
also be in it. We also have individual shots of me with each of the
five cocks in my mouth. This was certainly an afternoon to
remember.

Our honeymoon was not much different. When we checked in to our
Caribbean resort I gave the bellman a blowjob for bringing our bags
to the room. We had room service each morning and I gave the
delivery guy a blowjob each time (there were four different ones
during the week). We found a group of three guys at the hotel bar
the first night we were there. I thought they were kind of cute and
so we brought them up to the room for my "treat." They really would
have liked more and I would have liked to fuck one of them in
particular but I told them that was not part of the deal.

I have to admit here that although I didn't fuck that guy or anyone
else while Byron was around I did get word to this guy one
afternoon when Byron was off on an errand. We met at his room for
a quicky. I felt sort of guilty about it but I knew I wasn't going
to get carried away and fall for the guy which is what Byron really
seemed most concerned about. Since our marriage over ten years ago
I've "cheated" probably an average of five or six times a year. 

I've never done it with the same guy more than once and it's always
been when we were somewhere where the guy couldn't identify me and
cause problems. This has been relatively easy to do because we go
to other parts of the city a couple of times a month so I can pick
up guys for blowjobs. Sometimes I give the blowjobs with Byron
watching. Other times I do them alone and tell him about them
later. I only tell Byron about the blowjobs and not about the ones
I let go all the way. As long as I douche and clean up carefully
I'm OK. One time I didn't get a chance to clean up after a guy
dumped his load in my cunt and I think Byron suspected that
something unusual was in there but he didn't make an issue of it.

On our honeymoon we tried one other thing which we found to be a
lot of fun and a very effective way to find guys. It happened sort
of by accident the first time but we've done it very deliberately
ever since. We were in the dance club at our resort and we'd both
had quite a bit to drink so we were even wilder than we might
otherwise have been. Byron danced several dances with me and he
started trying to feel me up on the dance floor. First he rubbed my
breasts and even unbuttoned my blouse. Then he pulled up the back
of my skirt and danced with his hands on my ass with my cheeks
showing because I wasn't wearing any panties (I had promised not to
wear any for our entire honeymoon). Then he tried to reach down
under me from the back and feel my pussy (which was very wet of
course).

I was rather uneasy at first about being so much on display but the
room was fairly dark and no one seemed to care or even notice.
However, when I finally sat down while Byron went to the men's room
another guy came up to our table and asked me to dance. I accepted
thinking he might be a prospect. Byron came back to the table to
see this guy repeating the sorts of things with me that he had just
done. The guy had my blouse open and was playing with my tits. Then
he pulled up my skirt and began to caress my ass. I could feel the
guy's cock as it grew and pressed against me. It felt like a nice
one and I began to think about what it would be like to suck on it.
I noticed Byron watching intently as I was being caressed by this
stranger. The guy's hands were just starting to work down towards
my pussy and I was about to reach down myself and stroke his cock
when he asked who I was with.

"Oh, that's my husband," I replied trying to sound as nonchalant as
possible. After all I hadn't referred to Byron by that term very
often before.

"Oh my gawd!" he said as he dropped my skirt and put his hands back
in more respectable locations. "I'm sorry ma'am," he said. "I
didn't mean anything. I guess I just got carried away when I saw
him do that to you."

"Hey, relax," I said. "He's cool. I'll bet his dick is as hard as
yours right now just from watching me with you." Then I did reach
down and stroke his cock. "Hmmmm, that feels like a real nice one.
Would you mind stepping outside for a minute so I can check it
out?"

"But, what about him?" he asked nodding toward my new husband.

"He loves to watch me suck guys cocks," I responded. "Do you think
you could handle that? If so, come on."

"Holy shit!" was all he said as I began to lead him from the dance
floor. As I turned to look Byron was a few steps behind us. Since
it was a warm tropical evening we headed outside and found a
secluded spot. Byron stayed several feet away at first as I got the
guy unzipped and began to suck his wand. Then as the pace quickened
I noticed Byron moving closer so that he could easily see this new
cock fucking my face. It didn't take long and I had swallowed
another load of cum. As the guy started to recover from his climax
I thought for a second that he might suddenly run for cover because
now Byron was standing right beside him.

"Isn't my wife a great cocksucker?" Byron asked.

"She's the best," the guy replied. "Ma'am that was wonderful.
Mister, you are one very lucky guy to have a wife with such a
talented mouth," he then said turning to Byron.

"I know. I know," was all Byron said. Then my husband came over and
held me tight and kissed me as my newest conquest turned and walked
back into the club. He was still muttering about not believing it
as he walked away.

"My sexy new wife has cum on her breath," Byron said teasing. "You
know, I really like that. I hope it happens a lot."

A few years later we were in a hotel bar "dancing" on one of our
nights out. Things had progressed to the point where I was on the
dance floor getting fondled by a new dance partner. The guy
chickened out when I told him I wanted to go to our room and suck
him while my husband watched so I returned to our table. There I
found Byron staring at the pantiless pussy of a woman seated at the
next table. He pointed out the pussy show and said that she had
been sitting like that for several minutes. The woman seemed
oblivious to how she was sitting and was actively engaged in a
conversation with the man she was with (her husband we learned
later). Byron said I should give them a show too which I willingly
did. By this time I was feeling really horny having been groped and
then jilted on the dance floor.

After our mutual pussy show had gone on for several more minutes
the other man waved us over to their table. We talked to them for
quite awhile and learned that they were members of a club called
"Showtime." It was for couples who liked to show off the wife's
private places. They suggested that since we obviously had the same
interest we should join. We didn't mention that we used showing off
my pussy and tits as a way to catch the attention of guys for me to
suck, but it was fun to find another couple with similar
interests..at least as far as they went.

We went with them to their next club meeting and I agreed to be
initiated. It's been a lot of fun. At each meeting the couples
share the adventures they've had during the previous month and
Byron and I have gotten really turned on telling them about our
dance floor experiences..including the blowjobs later. At first
some of them seemed quite surprised that we did that but then
another couple, Doc and Jane, joined. They go even further than we
do. Jane shows off for other men and then she fucks the ones that
she really likes while Doc watches.

Showtime's next meeting is tonight. It should be a lot of fun
because a new couple is being initiated. Then Byron and I will
report on our recent shopping trip. We went out to buy me some new
clothes for showing off. The outfit we bought included matching
white lace bra, panties and garter belt. The bra and panties are
for when I wear the outfit to work. The blouse is a fairly sheer
white blouse with lots of ruffles. If I don't wear a bra under it
my nipples are plainly visible. The skirt is blue knee-length denim
which buttons up the front. Byron even bought me some new black
shoes to wear with it. 

When we were done shopping Byron suggested that we try the outfit
out so we went to the food court to scout for a prospect. Of course
I didn't wear the bra or panties. I immediately found a good
looking guy and proceeded to give him a show. His erection told me
that he liked what he saw so I went over to him and offered to help
him with the problem I'd caused. His big smile was the answer I was
hoping for so I led him out to our car where I gave him a blowjob
while Byron watched. 

Tonight we're not only going to tell about our experience but we're
also going to reenact it. This will be a first for us. I'm a little
apprehensive because I haven't sucked a cock with other women
watching since that first frat party years ago. Byron says I
shouldn't worry though.

"As soon as you see that hard cock in front of you, you'll forget
about anything else," he said. I know he's right.

There will be another first tonight. Two month's ago the club voted
to change it's rules to permit any form of consensual sex as long
as the partners and their spouses agreed to it. This means that
tonight I can suck the cock of another husband and I have selected
Jack Gardner. He checked with his wife Diane after Byron called him
last week and she said she didn't mind. Actually I think Diane is
letting him do this because she wants to fuck one of the other men.
I've noticed how she and Barry Simon have flirted quite openly at
recent meetings. Since the Simons are swingers and Barry's wife
Sandy is admittedly bi I'll bet that we'll be watching the three of
them do a reenactment of one of the Simons' adventures sometime
soon.

Anyhow Byron and I can't wait for tonight. I chose Jack for my
partner because I saw his cock when Gary and Mary Carr reenacted
the sex show they did in their motel room. Jack was one of the many
club members who masturbated while they watched. I noticed that
Jack had an unusually thick cock and I told Byron that somehow I
had to suck Jack's cock. We haven't been able to figure out a way
to approach him until now. It's so thick I hope I can get it all in
my mouth. It'll be a lot of fun trying anyhow and Byron says that
once the other men in the club see my technique they'll all want to
be my partner next time.

That sounds great to me. I'll get to have double the fun. First
I'll get to show off and suck guys' cocks during the month and then
I'll get to suck other guys' cocks at the meeting while I reenact
the shows and blowjobs that I did earlier. That certainly gives a
confirmed cocksucker like me something to look forward to. 

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an original story by Lingus