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Gary's Golf "Outing" Chapter 6 Suck-cessful Coming Out Party
"Christie and I decided that tonight was the ideal time for my ?cumming
out party.' The question now is: where do we have the party?"
"I think I have the answer to that question, honey," Christie said. "Bob
has to get up early for work, we may have to walk back to our condo if
the cart doesn't start, so what better place to have a party than right
here?"
"Here? With all these people? No way," I protested.
"Way," Christie said emphatically. "It's dark, it's mysterious, it's
romantic, it's erotic and you're both ready. You'll be under the table so
no one will see you, and I'm sure Bob wouldn't mind. Would you, Bob?" The
ecstatic look on his face required no answer. "Kimberly, it's two to one.
How do you vote?" Kimberly turned her thumb up. "Way up," she answered.
"Here, I'll put my sweater on the floor so it'll be comfortable for your
-- or should I say Bob's -- cumming out party?"
I spread the sweater out on the floor and knelt on it. I sat back on my
heels and the tight dress and panty-girdle pushed the vibrator a little
deeper into my clutching cavern. I shifted my ass a little so the base of
the vibrator was resting on my heel and I could control the intensity of
my pleasure by rocking my bottom or wiggling my foot. Bob adjusted his
chair so his giant penis was in a perfect position for my adoration. But
first, I reached underneath it and freed his large hairy balls from the
confines of his bikini briefs. I kissed each one tenderly. It must have
caused a reaction in Bob's face, because I heard Christie and Kimberly
laugh as they started to clap and chant, "Go, go, go, go! Blow, blow,
blow, blow!" I punched them both in their legs and their chanting was
replaced with laughter. I licked my lipstick off the hairy sack, then
took each round ball into my mouth and sucked it. Bob moaned and Christie
and Kimberly giggled, and out of the corner of my eye in the dim light, I
could see the two of them with their hands up each other's dresses. I
laved the sensitive vein on the bottom of his stiff shaft with the flat
of my tongue from the base to the top. Then I wiggled the tip of my
tongue from side to side, starting at the base of the vein again,
progressing slowly to the head, where I found quite a bit of pre-cum. I
licked it all off slowly with my swirling tongue, savored my first taste
of all-male cum, liked it and swallowed it. Then I swiped the bulbous
head into my mouth and licked more pre-cum that was seeping from the
darling little blow hole in the center.
"Ooooh, she's good," Bob moaned.
"Way to go, Gabrielle," Christie said, patting me on the head.
"You go, girl," said Kimberly, as her toes tickled my tool through its
tight clothing. I eased another inch or two of the shaft into my mouth
and tickled the vein with my tongue as I did. I repeated the process as I
raised my head and tickled the little pee hole again, searching for more
salty secretions. I was enjoying this as much as Bob was, who was
groaning audibly now. I went down on it again, taking four inches into my
mouth this time. Now his tool was throbbing as I swirled my tongue around
the whole shaft and fondled his hairy balls. I repeated the process again
as I slowly raised my head, and sure enough, there was another tasty
treat awaiting my tantalizing tongue.
I licked it off, took a deep breath, and went down on his throbbing shaft
again, this time engulfing six inches of delicious man meat in my warm
worshipping mouth. I licked every vein, looking for the spot that turned
Bob on the most. The soft smooth skin just below the head at the top of
the vein seemed to elicit the most favorable response, so I concentrated
on that area for a few minutes. Then I sucked the whole shaft tightly and
moved my head up to the top, pulling the skin with me, inhaled, and then
plunged down again, all the way to his throbbing testicles. Now I had the
whole eight and a half inches in my mouth, with the smooth head down my
throat. I almost gagged, and the automatic contraction of my throat
muscles must have been pleasurable for Bob because his cock throbbed and
his legs jerked, and the "girls" both said "Ooooh!"
"Whatever you did, girl, do it again. You should have seen the look on
Bob's face," Kimberly said proudly. So I swallowed a couple of times and
she said, "That's it! He loves it. We'll have to take pictures next
time."
Next time? I haven't finished this blow job yet and she's talking about a
next time. Hey, why not? This big boy feels good throbbing in my mouth
and I'm anxiously awaiting Bob's hot load of cum coating my tonsils.
I raised my head just enough to dislodge his cock head from my throat and
sucked voraciously on his thick shaft as I fondled his hairy balls.
Kimberly was still teasing my testicles with her foot and the vibrator in
my ass was still sending tremors throughout my body. My panty girdle was
wet with my pre-cum. I glanced at Kimberly and Chris and their hands were
busy between each other's spread thighs.
I lowered my head and eased Bob's cock head back into my throat and I
heard him moan and the ladies giggle. "She's some cock sucker," Christie
said, "It sounds like you have competition, Kimberly." I eased two inches
into my throat and squeezed it with my throat muscles. Bob moaned again
and I was afraid the whole room would hear him. "Yo, Gabrielle, you
better ease up. Bob's gonna shoot his load." Isn't that what I wanted him
to do? Isn't that what he wanted to do?
I raised and lowered my head and swallowed and sucked simultaneously and
Bob stiffened and moaned. Kimberly tapped me on the head and said, "Hey,
you greedy cock sucker. Save some of that sweet cum for me, you hear?" I
nodded my head affirmatively several times and the movement caused Bob's
cock to go in and out of my throat a little bit deeper. Bob stiffened
again and Christie said, "Look, look, look! He's cumming, he's cumming!
Don't be a piggy, Gabrielle. I want some of that warm sweet goo, too!"
Well, it was too late. They wouldn't get any of that first spurt; it had
already shot into my throat and had slid right down into my tummy. Mmmmm,
what a thrill! I had gotten my first taste of a real man's cum and I
wanted more. There was plenty more where that came from. I backed off a
little and sucked his throbbing tool. With every throb, Bob's body jerked
off the chair, and another warm, sweet glob hit the roof of my mouth.
Yes, it was sweet and I loved it. My mouth was filling with my lover's
love cream and I had to swallow because I didn't want to waste a precious
drop.
The throbs and jerks diminished but I sucked harder because I didn't want
this marvelous moment to end. Bob settled down in his chair, exhausted,
but I continued to suck like a-a-a greedy cock sucker! What else can I
say? I sucked it one more time and searched the little hole for more cum
with my tongue. His cock was softening but I continued to suck it as I
relaxed my mouth's grateful greedy grip.
The pretty pink head left my lips with a pop and I kissed it once more
before I emerged from my cozy cocoon. Kimberly took my face in her hands,
one cool, one hot, (the hot one evidently the one that had been buried in
Christie's crotch) and guided my lips to hers. I transferred some of
Bob's sweet syrup to her mouth and she tried to French kiss me but I
backed away. "You are a greedy pig," she said with a laugh. "Here
Christie, you better get some of this before she swallows it all. It is
to die for!" I transferred some of it to Christie's waiting lips and she,
too, tried to get more than her share. But they said Bob was my boy
friend so why should they get any?
"That's the Nectar of the Gods," Christie said with her eyes closed and a
dreamy look on her face as she licked her lips lasciviously. "Here, Bob,
you try some." Great idea, I thought, but Bob emerged from his reverie
and said, "No thanks. You girls enjoy yourselves. I'm pooped."
If you're pooped, this will pep you up, Bob," Christie said. "You want to
share your first cock sucking experience with your lover boy, don't you,
Gabrielle?" I couldn't agree with her more, but I couldn't say anything
with my mouth full of this sweet sauce. I nodded my head in agreement and
looked at Bob pleadingly.
With that look and Christie's and Kimberly's urgings and taunts of
chicken, Bob acquiesced. I tenderly took his face in my hands (in case he
tried to chicken out) and placed my lips on his. He opened his lips and I
opened mine and shared his love juice with him. His eyes opened wide and
looked into mine. He saw the smile in my eyes and his tongue probed my
mouth for more. I shared it with him but kept the lion's share for
myself, and my clitoris throbbed with each sweet swallow. We hugged and
swapped spit like two lovers, as our table-mates clapped and hugged and
kissed each other in glee.
"Congratulations, Gabrielle, you're a cock sucker," Kimberly said
reverently, like I had just graduated summa cum laude from Harvard.
"Tell us, young lady, how does it fell to be a cock sucker?" Christie
said, as she held the spoon/microphone out to me. I nodded my head toward
Bob and tried to convey to Christie that Bob might be embarrassed, but
apparently, that was her intention. "Young man," she said, proffering the
mock microphone to him, "You have just received a first class blow job
from a virgin. How was it?"
"Wonderful," was his sincere response. "Was it good?"
"Was it good? Are you kidding? It was the best blow job I've ever had."
"Really? Did you hear that, Gabrielle? The best blow job Bob has ever
had. And Bob has had many blow jobs, haven't you, Bob?"
In the dim light, Bob's face appeared to be reddening, so I reached for
his penis to offer him a little comfort; it was still semi-erect and it
jerked when I touched it. He nodded his head yes. "How many, Bob?"
"I don't know."
"Too many to count, right? Ten? A hundred? A thousand?"
"A couple of hundred, I guess."
"Did you hear that, Gabrielle? You are the best cock sucker of the
hundreds of young ladies who have sucked this young man's penis. They
were all young ladies, weren't they, Bob?"
"Of course," he responded.
"Were any of them virgins, Bob?"
"I don't know, really."
"How does that make you feel, Gabrielle? You gave the best blow job to
this young man who has received hundreds of blow jobs from experienced
cock suckers, and you, a virgin cock sucker, are the best."
I went along with the charade. "Wonderful. I suppose I am just a natural
born cock sucker," I said proudly, as I squeezed Bob's hardening joy
stick. "I want to thank my mother for passing on her cock sucking genes
to me. I want to thank my good friend, Christie, a champion cock sucker
in her own right, who urged me on with an inspiring pep talk in the
ladies room when I was on the verge of chickening out. And I want to
thank her vibrator, which I practiced on in the ladies room before she
shoved it into my virgin ass hole for inspiration during my performance,
and which is still, as we speak, inspiring me to repeat my award-winning
performance.
"I want to thank my cousin, Kimberly, who, I understand from very
reliable sources," (with a knowing glance at Christie) "is the best cock
sucker in Florida, who piqued my curiosity with her praises of the joys
of cock sucking, and her titillation of my crotch with her foot during my
entire performance. And, of course, I want to thank Bob, whose eight and
a half inches of man meat was too much of a temptation for this poor li'l
ol' country virgin to resist. I will treasure this golden cock award for
the rest of my life, and will find an appropriate place to put it that
will always remind me of this fabulous night." Bob's throbbing cock
proudly took several bows in my hero-worshipping hand in appreciation of
my sincere praise. They all clapped and laughed as I bent down and
planted a wet kiss on the head of my "golden cock" award.
"How about a blow by blow description, for your fans, of your first
encounter with a man's fuck stick, Gabrielle?" Christie continued.
"My fans? Oh, dear," I said. "I must look a mess." I took my lipstick and
my make-up mirror out of my clutch purse and carefully and sensuously,
for Bob's benefit, applied a fresh thick coat of lipstick. I'll do
anything for my fans," I said as I took Bob's cock in my hand again. It
gave a twitch of appreciation and I stroked it tenderly. I can't get over
how natural it felt for me to be saying my lipstick, my make-up mirror,
my clutch purse -- and my boy friend. What the hell was happening to me?
"I have to talk to my fans first, but I'll rub it for you. Is that okay,
Sweetie?" I said to Bob, looking soulfully into his eyes.
"I'm putty in your hands," he said, kissing me on the cheek. "This is
damn hard putty," I said squeezing his hard cock again. "Just don't cum
in my hand. I want to taste your sweet sugar again, okay?"
"I'll try my best to restrain myself," he said, "but you're really making
it hard on me."
"That's the whole idea, Sweetie. The longer you wait, the more sweet cum
you're going to have for me to swallow. Now, where were we? Oh yes, you
wanted a blow by blow description of my first encounter with the joys of
cock sucking."
"Let me re-phrase that. We all know what you did, and most of your fans
know how to suck a cock. What we'd really like to know is how you felt
about it. Did you enjoy it? How did it make you feel? Do you want to do
it again?"
"Well, the first thing that impressed me was the size. I had never seen a
cock as big as Bob's in my life. And certainly, I had never seen one that
close. It looked huge -- like a one-eyed snake. That little eye looked so
cute I just wanted to stick my tongue into it. I was hypnotized by it.
And the way it felt -- it was so hard, but the skin felt so soft. It felt
like an iron bar wrapped in velvet. As I was speaking, Bob was raising
his ass off the chair and I found myself stroking this velvet covered
iron bar faster and faster. I'd better slow down or I won't get that
night cap I'm looking forward to, I thought.
"The head of his pretty pink prick fascinated me more than anything. It
was so soft and smooth, like a baby's skin. And I loved running my tongue
all over it. I was surprised I could swallow his whole cock without
choking, and I felt proud of myself when I deep-throated him. That satiny
smooth head must have gone two inches down my throat. It thrilled me when
it throbbed in my mouth, especially when I caused it to throb with a
special creative little lick or suck.
"And the taste is hard to describe. You know, a woman's pussy has that
sexy taste as soon as you kiss it, and the taste intensifies and becomes
sexier as it relaxes and secretes all those sweet juices. Even though a
man's cock doesn't have much taste at all, it still tastes sexy and good.
And the anticipation of the taste of cum is the sexiest thing about the
cock sucking experience. That is, until it throbs and shakes, then
explodes like a volcano, and coats your mouth with that warm, sweet,
sticky cum. That cum is a gastronomic delicacy that nothing can compare
with. I have never tasted anything like it in my life. I was a little
disappointed that there wasn't more of it. And the feeling I got --
knowing that I caused this explosion, and caused so much pleasure for
this sweet person that I'm fondling right now, and gave myself so much
pleasure at the same time -- is indescribable. I can't wait to do it
again. And I'm not going to wait!"
And with that statement, I ducked under the table and swallowed Bob's
throbbing thunder stick and sucked hard on it. I had really gotten myself
turned on talking about it. I only raised my head up and down five or six
times when I was rewarded with another powerful explosion of Bob's love
juice. His prick pulsated spasmodically in my worshipping mouth, and with
each spasm, another delicious dollop of dreamy dew filled my mouth. I had
to swallow it to keep from losing a precious drop. It was the happiest
and sexiest moment of my life.
I kissed the pretty pink head and left a red imprint of my lips on it.
"Look, Bob, this will remind you of me when you get home. It will show
you how much I love you."
"I love you, too, Gabrielle. I hate to go home, but I have to. I have to
be at work at 5am. Thank you for the best evening of my life. Will I see
you tomorrow?"
"You certainly will. We'll be playing golf tomorrow. Get a good night's
sleep. And think of me; I'll be thinking of you."
"I will. Take something for that sore throat."
"I already have," I laughed. "Do you think I'll need another dose,
doctor?" "I'm sure you will," he said, "Take two more doses and see me in
the morning." We kissed passionately and my clitoris throbbed beneath my
panty girdle as he swabbed the inside of my mouth, extracting the
remnants of his divine deposit.
He kissed Christie and Kimberly and thanked us all for a spectacular
evening. I watched sadly as his tight butt faded into the shadows of the
darkened ball room.
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