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Jennifer's CumPulsion VIII The Final Chapter By Jennifer James [email protected] I have no idea if anyone noticed... but I haven't written anything in quite awhile. If you have read any of my previous chapters you'll know a little bit about me, but here's a summary and an update anyway. I'm transgendered, somewhere on the TS side of the spectrum though I'm non-hormonal and no-op and plan to stay that way. 5'8 and 128lbs, I keep my body permanently hairless except for a landing strip at my pubis, have triple piercings in each ear and a belly ring, my eyebrows are severely tweezed, and my nails are always fairly long and shaped. This story, as well as the others I've written, is entirely true... though some names and timeframes have been changed. But it isn't the whole story. Like many T Girls I spent my early years "bingeing" and "purging," going through periods where I'd go out as a girl constantly, in public and always alone, and then I'd throw everything away and fall back into my guy life. Then, about 10 years ago, I came out again after a long absence to discover it was now a different world. For all those years my head had been filled with dozens of "unattainable" fantasies. Some of the fantasies were sexual and pretty much centered around various scenario's of me sucking off guys. And some were fantasies of myself out in the world just being a woman. And coming out again I found that many of these fantasies were no longer unattainable. Over the last 10 years I've taken every fantasy I've ever had and experienced it. So I've basically come full circle and it's time to close out the story. When I originally sent in Part 1 I was completely surprised when it was posted as a CONTROL type of story. But when I mentioned it to a friend, she said, "Where else would it be? You're the biggest control freak I know." I thought a lot about this and realized she was right - I suck cocks because I want to, not because the guy wants to get sucked. The scenario and situation is always my choosing. I'll act submissive because I like to do that and when a guy fucks my mouth or throat it's because I let them. My control... I'm now simultaneously living 3 distinct and separate lives. In life #1 I'm working as a male and living my home life as one. In life #2 I'm a social girl, well known in the local TG and gay community. I do have some long term relationships with men in this life but these relationships are centered on public dating and companionship. These relationships do have a sexual component, but sex is just a part of the relationship. And, being me, the sex is pretty much centered around my mouth pleasuring their cocks but it's more in the context of oral lovemaking with kissing and petting as foreplay, and cuddling and stroking as afterplay. And in life #3, which is completely separated from the other two lives, I'm still a cocksucking cumslut. ____________________________________________________ Here and Now - Part 1 A few weeks back I was heading out on a Friday evening to socialize. I generally go to a local gay club, where I've been going for years, where I know almost everyone. And where many of the people, both gay guys and lesbians, have become close personal friends who I socialize with outside of the club as well. Being a gay club I get hit on very infrequently, but when it does happen with the occasional admirer or male bisexual I generally turn them down. And on the rare occasion I might exchange phone numbers or emails I never play at all in the club, it's my "home." This evening I was going to meet some of my gay male friends from there at a steakhouse for dinner first, at 7PM. But I still have my cocksucker personal ad posted at several gay cruise sites. I'd learned over the years to be very specific and to the point, so I was: "Passable T Girl, 5'8, 128lbs., slender, smooth, pierced, looking to suck cocks and swallow cum. All ages, races, and cock size OK, no reciprocation, no trannies, no obesity or bad hygiene - After work only, my van, just hop in the back, relieve yourself in my mouth, watch me swallow your sperm, and leave. Be real, I am, and I'm not the typical guy in a dress usually found at this site." I'd weeded through the always present responses, deleted most immediately, and had arranged to meet two separate guys on the way to dinner. I got home from work a little early, took a shower,and since I was going to dinner that evening after my "appetizers" I went somewhat easy on the makeup. The usual foundation of dermablend mostly wiped off and powder first, I lined my eyes and put on a little less eyeshadow than I might have, carefully applied mascara, penciled in my brows to make thin arches, went easy on the blush, and put on a muted pink lipstick as well as pink nail polish on my toes. I wore black microfiber bikini panties, skipped the stockings and bra, and dressed in a pair of black capri's, a pink bra-top camisole which I placed my silicone enhancers in, and covered that with a 3/4 sleeve white cotton blouse which I left opened. I stepped into comfortable black slides with 2" heels, pulled on my slightly wavy shoulder length blonde wig, and then put on 3 pairs of small silver earrings, a dangling belly ring, an ankle bracelet, and my watch. And finally, I put on my pink nail polish which could dry as I was driving, picked up my small black purse, and left the house at 5:20. I was meeting the first guy at the local train station as he got off the 5:30, and I pulled into the back of the lot where I'd said I'd be just as the train pulled in. As the passengers started going towards their cars I saw a guy heading towards my van. As he got near I reached over and opened the passenger door for him and he got in. He was a nice looking guy, late 40ish, brown hair and eyes and in shape, and I said, "Hi, nice to meet you." He looked slightly nervous, but said, "Hi, it's nice to meet you also." "Let's step through into the back, there's no one watching," I replied, and I went between the seats into the back and kneeled on the carpeted floor as he came through and sat on the bench seat in back. "I'm a little nervous," he said, "I've only met a few people before and never a girl like you. And have never had sex in a place like this." "Relax - the lot will be empty in a minute, it's unpatrolled, the van windows are dark from the outside, and I'm a nice person," I replied with a smile. "Just lean back." Kneeling at his feet I unlatched his belt and opened it, unbuttoned his dress slacks and gently pulled them down along with his jockey shorts, reached down to remove his left shoe, and then lifted that leg out of his pants and shorts and moved them to the side. After which I moved in to kneel between his feet and finally noticed his cock. It was already mostly hard, about 6" long, medium wide at the base but tapered towards the end with a slight mushroom head - nice. I leaned over his lap and engulfed it in my mouth, my lips sliding right down to the base as his cockhead slid into my throat a little. He moaned, and I slid out to the end, slid my tongue across his piss slit a few times and let it slide out of my mouth with an audible pop. Looking up into his eyes, I reached down with one hand to pet his balls, and placed the other hand around his now-wet shaft and slowly moved it up and down a few times. Still looking into his eyes I kept stroking his balls (which were hard and large, hopefully a sign of a large quantity waiting to flood my mouth) but removed my other hand and replaced it with my mouth which I again engulfed his cock with, and with my lips in his pubic hair and his cockhead in my throat, I began to slowly slide back up his shaft. I very slowly began moving my mouth up and down his cock with my tongue pressed against the underside as the top of his shaft slid against the roof of my mouth, and everytime I reached the tip I used my tongue against his piss slit before I moved it back against his shaft for the downstroke. My eyes held his as I fell into a very slow rhythm, and maintained a wet suction, and it wasn't more than a few minutes when he said, "I'm going to cum," to which I responded with a "mmmmmmmm," and then he tensed up with an "ohhhh" and I moved my lips out with his cock resting on my tongue, just in time for him to grunt and erupt onto my tongue. Apparently his large balls had been a sign because he exploded with a large discharge of sperm which hit my tonsils and then his cock began spewing a steady stream of cum into my mouth, and I stayed there for what must've been 20 seconds as he continued to drain his balls into me. With my left hand I could feel his balls shrinking and I held it all in my mouth without swallowing till he was finally done. I slipped my lips off the end carefully so as not to let any of his thick syrupy juices dribble down my chin, then leaned back and tilted my head a little and still looking into his eyes, opened my lips to show him his cum load pooled in my mouth, and then closed my lips and gulped it all down in several large swallows. And finally I reached over and milk his cock from bottom to top to get the last few drops out, and licked them off the end. He was catching his breath, and said, "Wow, that was something" and I replied "Yes, it was." And then I reached down for his pants and shorts, placed his foot through them, and began to pull them back up while saying, "I hate to eat and run, but I'm meeting some people for dinner in a little while and have to go" "Can I see you again sometime?" he asked. "Maybe somewhere more relaxed?" I've been asked this before during quickies, and I replied "Honey, you seem really nice, but I'm a social person. There are guys I go out with on dates, we go places and do things and eventually end up back in bed somewhere. But I don't do motel meets - and I don't see you as the kind of guy who wants to spend time with me in public. But I'll be glad to meet you here again, same time and place, to suck your cock" and I smiled. He was quiet for a minute but then said, "OK, how about next week?''Sounds good, email me and we'll confirm" He got out of the van, we both said, "Bye," and I quickly fixed my lipstick in the mirror and drove away with the taste of cum strong in my mouth and throat. And I was thinking that it'd be nice to have that cock, with that convenience, feeding me for awhile. And looking at the clock I saw it was just 5:50, perfect timing to meet the next guy at 6:15. ___________________________________________________________ Fantasies - Part 1 Coming out again, I began working on my fantasies. On the transgendered side my fantasies were pretty standard, I think, I just wanted to be a girl, out in the world.. I first began going to TG and gay clubs and bars, then I started going out in public alone shopping. As time went on I learned how to do daytime makeup and casual clothes and got more accustomed to being out. I started shaving my body, occasionally at first but eventually I stayed completely smooth all the time except for a "landing strip" by my pubis. I had my ears pierced, then pierced again, then had my navel pierced, then my ears again for a third time. I gradually plucked my eyebrows till they were just a thin line and started keeping my nails long and tapered. I began going away on weekends with a female friend where I'd stay en femme and we'd do tourist things, go to shows and museums, restaurants and shopping. I was getting many pictures of my girl self, both at the clubs with other girls and out in the real world. I started a website to post the pictures and also started posting my profile everywhere. As time went on I started getting very comfortable being out anywhere in public, even to the point that I was going food shopping as a girl and occasionally going to the beach in a bikini. I do want to mention a word about passability, though. I don't in any way consider myself completely passable. I know how to dress for a situation, and I'm totally comfortable anywhere. I don't have many of the obvious "guy" signs that are easy giveaways... I have no adams apple, smallish hands, slim build, and I'm mostly hairless to begin with. But my nose is prominent, my voice is OK but a sure giveaway in extended conversations, and there are always other signs to someone looking for them. But I must leave enough doubt, at the least, because no one ever challenges me or comments out loud. On the sexual side I also began to turn my fantasies into realities. Much of this has been chronicled in earlier chapters, in detail, but to summarize I first began meeting guys in tg clubs and sucking them off in their cars. I started a regular tg website (still around) and posts were getting me lots of emails from guys who wanted to meet and I began dating guys - always meeting in public for lunch, dinner, or at least drinks and sucking them off at the end. I also discovered I liked the whole kissing/stroking/petting/cuddling thing so that became a nice part of it as well. I began getting a cheap room and arranging dates with multiple guys on the same day, meeting one for lunch and a blowjob, another for afternoon drinks and a blowjob, a third guy for dinner and a blowjob, and sometimes a fourth guy at night for drinks (and, of course, a blowjob). There was one guy I ended up in a relationship with, and he was also a camera aficionado so we'd get a room early morning and we'd set up a quickcam with 10 second autocapture, halogen lights, and had a digital camera as well and we'd spend the morning doing everything we could think of. Wearing just bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings, I sucked his rather large cock for the cameras in every possible position, on my knees on the floor and the bed, and in various positions on the bed. I had him fuck my mouth as a laid there submissively with my head against the headboard and flat on my back, and I even told him to fuck my throat with him standing and my head hanging over the edge of the bed (that one took some practice) Anal was never a fantasy of mine but friends were ranting about it and I did want to have those pictures as well. So I had him fuck me, from behind doggy style, from the side laying down, standing leaning forward, and from the front with my knees up and with my feet on his shoulders. We'd stop for lunch and I'd dress in casual girl stuff and we'd go out, sometimes I'd suck his cock for awhile in a restaurant parking lot or while he drove. Then we'd spend the whole afternoon back in the room with me sucking his cock and getting fucked in every conceivable way. During it all we'd also be kissing and stroking, and when he could he was also taking closeups with the digital camera. With the quickcam clicking away every 10 seconds I'd have several thousand pictures in a day, and I went through them, weeding out the bad ones, or the ones where my cock was visible. As a joke I began posting pictures at some hetero amateur sites, but when no one noticed I was tg, and I got some nice comments and then opened my own free porn web site which I listed as a hetero amateur site. The porn site became very popular - mostly due, I suspect, to the fact that it was virtually the only porn on the internet showing kissing, hugging, and stroking along with the sucking and fucking - and apparently people like that. And by the 4th month that site had gotten almost 500,000 hits so I had also fulfilled my porn star fantasy. But with all of this I was still only getting a few mouthfuls of sperm a day because I'd only be able to finish him off at the end of the morning and afternoon sessions. Leaving many fantasies yet to be realized. ___________________________________________________________ Here and Now - Part 2 I'd arranged to meet the second guy in a hotel parking lot that was on the way to the steakhouse I was meeting my friends at. I pulled into the lot a few minutes early, and saw his car was already there, so I pulled up next to it, rolled down my window, and said, "Hi, come on over." As he was coming around I saw that he was a large nice looking guy with dark blond hair and blue eyes, and he looked a little younger than the 28 years old he'd said he was. There was no traffic in the lot so I reached over and unlatched the side door and let him right in the back and said, "Have a seat," as I came back between the seats. Except for, "Hi," he didn't say anything but immediately opened his belt, slipped out of his shoes, and slid his pants and shorts off and pushed them out of the way. His cock was maybe 5 inches but still soft, so I kneeled before him and took it in my mouth and began to lick and gently suck it, and it quickly got hard and grew a few inches. Then he started talking non-stop, "You are such a good cocksucker, I'll bet you really love sucking cocks, don't you?" "Mmmmmm." "I'll bet you've sucked a lot of cocks before haven't you?" "Mmmmmm." I began stroking his cock with my mouth, tongue against the bottom and lips tight against the shaft, moving slowly up and down his shaft with some medium suction. He kept talking... "Ohhh, that does feel good, if you keep that up I'm going to cum in your cocksucker mouth." "Mmmmmm." "Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" "Mmmmmm." "Can you take my cock in your throat?" And I did, going deeper with my strokes as his cock filled my throat each time. "I have a huge load of cum to feed you, I bet you can't wait for that." "Mmmmmm." "I'll bet you love swallowing cum, don't you?" "Mmmmmm." "Can I cum right into your throat?" "Mmmmmm." I felt his hand lightly on the back of my head and I adjusted my position a little to line up my throat with my lips just in time to hear him say "Here it cums, cocksucker," as he held my head steady and thrust deep into my throat and groaned, and I felt a large gushing in my throat as he held my head in place and continued to blast my throat with his sperm. I could feel the pulses of his eruptions and a warmth moving down my gullet, but didn't taste anything till he finally pulled out, and the last few drops hit my tongue at the same time the taste from my throat hit my senses. "Lick my cock clean like a good cocksucker," he said, and I did with my tongue, and I finally leaned back and caught my breath as he quickly grabbed his slacks and began dressing without a word. And with just a "Thanks" he reached over to open the door and stepped out and left. Not much personality, but I had liked that whole situation a lot. And with the strong taste of sperm in my mouth and throat I hopped into the front seat and began fixing my makeup in the vanity mirror. This time there was a little more repair, My eyes had watered and my foundation around my mouth was smudged, but the mascara was waterproof and everything was easily fixed. Looking at the clock I saw that it was almost 6:45, later than I'd thought, but still on schedule. And I started the van and headed towards the restaurant, kind of hoping that guy would become a regular as well, at least for a short while. _______________________________________________________________ Fantasies - Part 2 As I plowed through my basic fantasies I found that some of the realities were not as good as the fantasy. Anal sex was not something I cared for, the slight pleasure was more than overshadowed by the pain during, the intestinal upset after, and the leaky sphincter which lingered for awhile. And with my cum obsession, even when someone would cum, condomed, in my ass I'd be more interested in removing his condom right after, cleaning his cock off with my mouth, and slurping down his gooey discharge from the condom as the guy watched. So I stopped doing anal. In the beginning, once, I tried a mutual suckoff thing with another T Girl and found I liked that even less. So I never did that again. And fairly often I'd end up with a guy who wanted to suck me off as well, and I found I din't like that either. First, because I really don't want to cum myself, it kills the edge and lessens the experience for me. But secondly, it's truly a turn off seeing a male mouth on my cock to begin with. I like having my cock sucked by women, I like the picture of a female mouth on my cock and I like that most women really don't like sucking cock at all and are doing it reluctantly - that's a turn on in itself. So I tried avoiding men who wanted to suck me (though that is a tough one, regardless of how specific I am about not wanting reciprocation guys want to suck my cock ... though, of course, they call it my clitty since that makes them straight.... Or something.) I was still sucking guys off at the clubs, on dates, and at meets wherever, but I always wanted more. One of my earliest fantasies, dating back to my teen years when I thought I was the only T Girl on earth, involved getting picked up by a straight guy and sucking him off. One Sunday early evening after a day out shopping I stopped in a local hotel bar before heading home and found myself getting bought a drink by a straight businessman who originally thought I was a female but after discovering I wasn't didn't care, so I sucked him off in his room. And I discovered that many straight guys, away from their friends or coworkers, were interested in me so the hotel bar became an occasional stop for me on Sundays. Again, most of this is documented in previous chapters, but I discovered adult bookstores and started going there regularly. A few had gloryholes and while I liked that anonymous cock spurting in my mouth I liked having the guys watch me suck them off even more. So several times a week I spent time in the booths sucking one cock after another. There was always a crowd of married guys looking for a blowjob before going home and I was prime to them. They'd let a regular guy suck their dick if that's all there was (and apparently I was the only "girl" who ever went). And usually there were only guys, but when I was there they'd wait their turn for my mouth instead. And one after another I'd squat before them and suck them off or let them fuck my mouth, and whenever possible I'd leave the door open so a small audience could watch my mouth at work. I'd sometimes swallow down a dozen loads of cum before the crowd was satiated, but only on a few occasions was I able to get several guys in a room at the same time. In San Francisco, on a trip, I discovered a sex club where not only could I suck off a large number of guys, always in the open, and there was always a large audience watching. And there were also occasions where I could service a group of men at the same time, going back and forth between cocks with hands and mouth and devouring spurt after spurt of hot sperm. I, of course, had became extremely proficient at giving blowjobs by then and could extract almost anyone's cum in a very short period. One thing I do want to mention, though, is that while I do have a true compulsion for gulping down sperm, I also love the act of sucking the cock in it's own right. If there's a crowd to be serviced I'll frequently try to bring the men to orgasm quickly so as to go on to the next one. But if I'm alone with a guy I can spend hours softly nursing on his cock, bringing him to the brink of orgasm, backing off, repeating, and eventually extracting his sperm. And then doing it again. But I do love everything about it, the smell of a man's crotch, the slight taste of urine and sweat when I first engulf the cock in my mouth, the sounds of the man as I pleasure him, and the feeling of the silky cock against the roof of my mouth, and against my tongue. And I love cocks of all sizes, colors, and shapes, cut or uncut, extremely large or so tiny I can only use my lips on them. White cocks, black cocks, oriental, hispanic, and everything in between. And I also love every load of sperm unloaded into my mouth, watery or thick and ropy, smooth and syrupy, or filled with large clots I have to choke down, mild or strong tasting with any combinations of salty, spicy, musky, sweet or even bitter. The entire experience is very sensual to me - as much as it is sexual... And eventually almost all the fantasies had become realized. ____________________________________________________ Last Year The bookstores had all been closed by the morality police, but I was still meeting guys for quick blowjobs in my van, had some other guys that I'd suck off at their house. Once in awhile I'd meet a guy at a club to play in the van with, and was still dating guys who wanted more than just quickies. One of these guys, while we were cuddling after I'd swallowed 2 loads of his cum in a row, asked me what my fantasies were. And looking for a safe answer I said, "A large audience," to which he said, "Would you like to go to a sex club with me sometime?" I asked him the details and he told me about a private sex club he was a member of that he'd take me to, and I agreed to meet him the following Friday for dinner and then we'd go to the club. At the club, he paid the admittance and we went upstairs. The place was kind of dingy, one large open space with partial partitions breaking it into one very large space lined with couches and 3 smaller spaces with a couch in each, but everything in open view. And TV's all over playing various porn, hetero in the large room, withmixed porn in the smaller spaces. There were about a dozen guys there in the big room, most of whom were just stroking themselves watching the screens. We sat on a couch in the center of the room, starting kissing, and I reached down and took out his cock and began to stroke it. The guys in that area were all watching, and I leaned over so as not to block the view and took his cock in my mouth and began to give him a slow, soft, wet hands free blowjob. When I stopped to stretch things out I looked up to see a semi-circle around us jerking off as they watched me. I took his cock back in between my lips and sucked and licked softly, but in a few minutes he said, "I'm going to cum" so I kept going and he soon grunted and unloaded in my mouth. I held the cum there, and for the audience I let some drip back down his cock and balls, swallowed the rest, and then slowly licked it all off his genitals and swallowed that. Looking up, I saw half a dozen cocks almost in my face, and if I hadn't been with a date I would have devoured them as well. But I was with a date, and he didn't suggest it, so I didn't. When I got home I looked up the club online and read that most of the time it was a men-only gay club where guys would do each other, but that on Tuesday evenings it was strictly a hetero swingers club with women getting in free, their male partners paying $20, and single men paying $40-$50 depending on the crowd. So one night I decided to go the club on a Tuesday and talk to the owner. I dressed in black bra, thong, and garter belt with nude stockings under a black micro-mini skirt, a black camisole, and 4" spike heeled dress sandals. I went with long blonde hair and put on more eyeshadow than usual, with fuschia nails and lipstick and drove to the club. The owner told me it was $60 to join and that there were no trannies ever on Tuesdays, but I bargained, paid the sign up fee and got him to agree to let me in for $10 whenever I showed up, and I went upstairs. The place was packed with straight guys looking for women and I was the center of attention (and curiosity) as I walked around. There were only 3 women, one by herself and very fat who was getting fucked by some guy, another overweight couple just sitting there watching, and a third couple playing with each other and getting off on the audience. And a few minutes later another couple walked in, the woman had to be 80 years old and she stripped right away and went in a side room but except for one very old guy no one else went near her. So I went into a side room that was showing a shemale movie and sat on the edge of the couch, and a few seconds later I looked up to see a guy holding his cock about a foot away and I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock in and I began sucking it. Sensing what he wanted I complied with my lips, tongue, mouth and within a few minutes he pushed into my throat and unloaded and I gulped down his cum as it spewed from his dick. I drained it all and as he stepped away another cock was there and without looking up I engulfed that in my now slippery mouth as well, and rhythmically brought him to a quick orgasm as well, and swallowed another gooey seminal secretion. I quickly stood up after that, peed, and coming out of the restroom I walked around a little. The old woman was still laying there with legs spread to no one as her husband watched, and the fat chick was on her knees in the big room blowing some guy as most of the guys in the place watched. I sat down across the big room, and in a few seconds a guy came over and asked if he could sit next to me and I said, "Sure." He sat down, his cock already out, and I reached over and began stroking him, and then leaned over, profile to the room, and sheathed his dick with my mouth, and began to wetly lick and suck his penis till he thrust upward and exploded in my mouth, and I drained him dry and gulped down his gooey deposit. I sat up as he leaned back to catch his breath and saw that there was a semicircle around me with their cocks out. Looking around I noticed that the guys were in general not too bad looking, not a troll in the bunch. But I also noticed that all the exposed cocks were average or above in size, not surprising since I'd guess most guys with tiny cocks wouldn't expose them in public. Anyway, I looked up at the closest guy and opened my mouth and he stepped closer and slid his dick between my lips and I embraced it with my slimy tongue and without my hands quickly brought him to orgasm and had a large load of cum dumped on my tongue in return, swallowing as he stepped back. I noticed the crowd was still there so staying on the couch I sucked off whatever cocks were pushed into my face, not even looking up to see whose penis it was, and I sort of went into a zen state where all my senses were centered on whatever dick was in my mouth. My tongue and throat were blasted or flooded with ejaculations of all quantities, tastes, and textures, and I lost count. And then a guy I was sucking with a large cock held my head in place as his cock went several inches into my throat and multiple pulses of cum flooded my gullet, and when he stood back there was no one left waiting, just a few spectators on the couches watching. I sat up on the couch as he left, and looked up to see a very large black cock coming in the door. Only slightly hard, it was already about 10 inches long and a few inches across with a medium mushroom head, and I looked up to see a very tall black guy looking at me. He walked over to me and "Do you want to suck this?" "Yes" I replied and leaned over to slide my mouth a few inches up his cock. But I found I was too low on the couch with his long legs so I slid my mouth off and moved over to sit on the edge of a higher large padded ottoman that was in the center of the room. I held my hands together behind my back, and using only my mouth I started to move my lips up and down his shaft, going a little deeper each time, but his cock was too wide to deepthroat and he began to stroke his shaft as I sucked and licked on the end. He was slamming his fist against my lips a little as he stroked so I started using my own hands, stroking his shaft with my right and I reached down for his balls with my left - his testicles were huge and hard. I worked on the end of his cock with my lips, mouth, and ran my tongue across his large piss hole while rhythmically stroking his shaft for awhile and he got harder and probably close to a foot long, but didn't get rock hard like many very large cocks don't do. There was a large crowd watching, and he said, "Do you want my nut?" "Mmmmmm," I replied and kept sucking and stroking. "I have a big nut, do you like that?" "Mmmmmm," I replied (and his balls did feel like they were packed). He was groaning as I worked on his cock but not showing any signs of cumming soon, and he kept talking as I kept up the rhythm with my hand and mouth. After about 15 minutes my jaws were getting a little sore from stretching my mouth around his thick cock so I pulled my mouth off for a minute but kept stroking with my hand, his cock just a few inches from my face. And then, with no warning at all his large pisshole opened and a huge torrent of sperm spewed out like a fire hose and hit me between my eyes. My eye sockets filled with cum and I could feel the warmth spreading up over my forehead and down my cheeks. I was in a sort of shock and dropped his cock, which spurted on my chest till he quickly grabbed it and pointed it towards my mouth, which I opened, and which almost instantly filled to overflowing. It continued to spew out in a stream and he moved it up and down my face as I swallowed the mouthful, and then he filled my mouth again. When the stream finally stopped he kept stroking, and with each stroke a large blob blasted my face till it finally stopped. In the past I'd had many guys ask to cum on my face and I'd always turned them down partly because it was messy and I was usually heading somewhere in public after, and mostly because I'd always wanted to swallow all the cum. But it had always been a fantasy of mine. So when he was done I closed my mouth and swallowed what was there, and then took his cock back into my mouth to drain the last few drops and to clean it off. He pulled back and walked away and I wiped most of the cum from my eye sockets and immediately noticed that I was a mess. My camisole and skirt, even my thighs, were covered in sperm, and pulling out my compact mirror I saw myself through the cum haze and my entire face was covered, even my hair, and there were large globs hanging from my chin. A major cleanup was hopeless, I was drenched in thick ropy cum from the top of my head to my knees. So I didn't bother, just reached up to clear some more globs from my eyes, licked my fingers and lips clean, and when I looked up I was surrounded by a large group of guys with cocks in hand. I opened my cum drenched mouth and the next guy stepped in, pushed his cock in my slippery mouth, let me suck it for awhile, then he also pulled out and jerked off in my face with the first blast hitting my eyes again but the rest landing on my tongue. The room was dead quiet as I opened my mouth for cock after cock, a few wanted me to suck them to completion and I complied, swallowing their entire loads, but the rest stroked their sperm into my face, mouth, and hair, and finally I looked up through the haze and there was no one left in front of me, just a bunch of people staring at the spectacle I was. I stood up and went in the bathroom, and when I saw myself in the mirror wished I had a camera. I looked like the girls in the bukkake movies, with a solid layer of white glistening goo covering my entire face, my hair was filled with globs and sperm clots, and half a dozen ropy strands were hanging from my chin. I dampened some paper towels and wiped off what I could, and much of my makeup as well, did minor quick repairs, then reapplied lipstick and put on a pair of sunglasses from my purse. I peed, then walked out and left - and once back home the clothes went right in the wash and the hair went right in the sink for a soaking. ___________________________________________________________ Fantasies - Part 3 Fantasies are funny. Some are easy to fulfill if a person has the desire, the drive, and possibly the guts to fulfill them. Others take more work and time but eventually can be experienced if a person really wants to. And other fantasies are unrealistic or dangerous. I, like many others, have had some fantasies along these lines. Giving blowjobs in a totally public situation, being forced and humiliated, oral rape fantasies, etc. But none of these are ever going to happen as the odds of bad consequences are too high to chance. And I've also seen things online that I've had fleeting fantasies about, sucking off horses or dogs (that amount of cum!), getting pissed on by a large crowd, having my throat fucked hard till I puke, drinking a huge glass of sperm in a bukkake situation, and related things. But these are masturbatory fantasies I like to watch sometimes but in reality are not something I really care to do personally ... and never will. The last realistic fantasy I had was sucking large quantites of cocks, with an audience watching, and having many guys cover me with sperm. And I finally attained that. So I guess all my real fantasies have now been experienced. ____________________________________________________________ Epilogue I'd been chasing my fantasies for some years and now found that I was seeing things differently. I had continued going to the sex club after the time mentioned and usually sucked off whatever cocks were presented to me, and on most nights it was quite a few. But it started becoming routine, almost like I was in an automatic mode. Sitting on a couch a cock would show up before me, I'd take it in my mouth, do all the right things, and my mouth would fill with cum. Swallowing down the load, there would either be another cock waiting or I'd get up and walk around looking for the shyer guys who'd be playing with themselves and when I found them. I'd ask, "Like to cum in my mouth?" and usually they would so I'd kneel before them and drain their cocks, and I'd stay till every cock that wanted draining was drained, then go home. But I found that the excitement was all but gone, even the taste of the cum seemed bland or something, and most of the guys started seeming unworthy of my attention. Over time there were a few guys I got somewhat intimate with to the point where I'd spend time with them, kiss, and have conversations before or after sucking them off, and this was kind of nice. But then it started feeling a little complicated when they'd show up looking for me to find me on my knees with another cock in my mouth. And they'd have to wait in line while I either finished sucking off the guys I'd started or found time in between the other guys I'd begun seeing regularly. So I stopped going completely. These days I spend much more time just being a girl. I'm out at my club socially, out in the mainstream doing regular stuff, and hanging out with friends - transgender, gay, and some hetero female friends. I have some long term guys, more or less straight, that I date, mostly occasionally since the good guys seem to live far away. Usually we'll go out to dinner first and play afterwards with my sucking their cock part of the play along with kissing and intimacy. I still meet new guys who write me for quick blowjobs in my van but only if it's really convenient for me. Some become regulars for awhile but if it's just for a quick blowjob I get bored after awhile, and eventually drop them. I tend to like new guys and new, different cocks. At the clubs I'm not on the prowl anymore but once in awhile I'll be horny and run into someone. But I always tell them flat out I'm only interested in sucking their cock, not getting sucked, since I know how most of them are ... and if that's what they want I'll take them outside and blow them on my way home for the night. Once in awhile I'll stop by one of the local hotel bars on a Sunday evening to have a drink and something to eat at the bar and more often than not there'll be a straight married businessman, alone, who I'll introduce to the joys of my mouth. Will I start going back to the bookstores or sex clubs again one of these days? Maybe, but it's not a driving force. But from here on in I don't expect I'll have any adventures to write about that I haven't written about already. The End