22-08-21 | Megan Ryder
A little quick background - I have been married to the
same woman for 23 happy years and have worked for the
same company for 25 years. I am 56 and, since leaving
college, I have had one job and have never cheated on
my wife - pretty boring, huh? When we were first
married, my wife was intrigued by the "swinging
lifestyle" and we enjoyed several same-room swaps which
she told me could not be considered cheating since she
okayed every move.
Consequently, I can honestly say that I have never
cheated on my wife. We gave up the swinger lifestyle
shortly after the birth of our daughter and became the
ultimate suburban couple. Two years ago our daughter
(and our only child) left for college so we started
experimenting again with the freedom of sex involved
with swinging.
My wife, Sally got us connected to a local group and we
would meet with them about every two weeks for a little
casual sex. Shortly after we started again, Sally and I
were at home, in bed, and in a conversational mood. She
asked, quite bluntly if I had ever done anything I was
either ashamed of or afraid to tell her.
I didn't quite know where this was leading so I sort of
mumbled a, "I don't think so."
She then informed me that she had done something after
we were married and had always been afraid to tell me.
I gave her a little encouragement only to have her
confess that she and the woman who lived next door had
been having casual lesbian sex almost since the moment
we moved into this house 20 years ago. "Is that all," I
said. "My only regret is that I didn't get to watch." I
then told her that I probably did have something I
should confess but that it actually happened before we
were married.
"Go Ahead," she told me, "I, can't wait to hear what
Mr. straight and normal has to 'confess'."
I took a deep breath and began to explain that way
back, when we were engaged and she was still in school,
my company had transferred me to a small Mid-Western
state to serve as a trainee under the supervision of a
more experienced salesman. We sold Farm chemicals and
most of the time I would talk to 20-30 farmers daily
while traveling 40-50 mile in an area. This particular
state had rest areas even on the secondary roads so I
could always count on having an available bathroom no
matter how much liquid I consumed in the Summer heat.
One day, after I had been there for two months, I was
in one of these rest areas when a moment of extreme
horniness overtook me and I started to stroke my cock
while standing at the urinal. Since all of these rest
areas had some sort of hole between the urinal and the
commode area, I never really paid attention until,
after I attained a full erection and was really getting
into it, I glanced over and saw a tongue protruding
through the hole.
"What the hell," I thought and just walked over and
shoved my cock through the opening. A warm wetness
enveloped my throbbing member and, as the slippery lips
slid up and down my shaft, I felt myself getting ready
to cum with an intensity that I had not felt before. I
shouted a warning to my unknown benefactor and, instead
of withdrawing, he clamped down with his lips and just
held my spewing cock in place while he swallowed blast
after blast.
I hurriedly zipped up and left but the memory of this
intense orgasm was too much for me and I started making
a point of visiting every rest area, and staying until
I got a blow job, on as many occasions as I could.
After a month or so of this, I was sitting on the
commode myself when I heard someone enter the other
section.
I leaned over to look through the hole since I thought
I was the only "freak" who habitually masturbated in
front of strangers in hopes of getting sucked off, when
- and without any provocation on my part - this rather
large cock just comes poking through the gloryhole.
Only inches from my face, my only thought was, "Oh, who
cares," I'd been on the receiving end of a blowjob so
many times, I guess it was just a natural progression
of events to just wrap my lips around this intruding
member and try to give him the same terrific sucking
that I had experienced so many times before.
He must have been extremely horny because my mouth had
only traveled the full length of his throbbing cock
when I felt it swell and release a huge load of cum
onto my tongue. I had never tasted cum before and it
only took this one time to get me hooked.
From that point on, I became engrossed in the art of
cocksucking, often hanging out at the same rest area
until I had sucked off three, four or even five men in
a row. The feeling of power at being able to reduce
another man to quivering jelly just using my lips was
addictive and I continued doing this on a daily basis
until I was recalled back to the home office. My
girlfriend and I got married six months later so I gave
this addiction up and never even mentioned it until
this night as we were lying in bed together.
"Whew," she said. "That was the most intense thing I've
ever heard! Feel my pussy," she said and shoved my hand
between her legs. "Just the thought of you sucking a
cock makes me soooo wet and I really want to watch you
do it sometime." We went on to have some of the best
sex we'd had in months.
***
At our next "swingers" group get-together Sally, who
was always in charge of our hook-ups, told me she had
found us a couple that were a little different from
most of the others in our club. She brought them over
to where I was sitting on a sofa and introduced them as
Beth and Steve. Sally sat next to me while Beth and
Steve both just sort of stood in front of us when,
suddenly, Beth just dropped to her knees, parted
Sally's legs and began wetly tonguing her already moist
pussy.
Steve and I just watched and slowly stroked our own
cocks while steadily staring at this incredibly erotic
scene. Steve quickly took a step forward, which caught
my attention and caused me to turn from viewing Beth's
talented tongue. His cock, which was about 5.5" fully
erect, was poised only an inch from my face.
I glanced at Sally, only to see her gazing at me with
the terrific love in her eyes that she always reserved
for our most intimate acts, and swiftly turned and
engulfed Steve's throbbing member. As my lips slid
warmly up and down the velvety soft hardness of this
gorgeous cock. I heard Sally start to moan and begin to
thrash in the beginning throes of a violent orgasm. As
she turned to watch me in the midst of an arched-back
spasm, I felt Steve's body stiffen while his cock
seemed to grow another inch and begin spurting wave
after wave of hot cum into my mouth.
After I had drained him dry, my own cock had gotten no
relief so I rolled over and just shoved it into Beth's
sopping pussy from behind while she still had her mouth
glued to Sally's cunt. It only took a few strokes
before I shot off with a violence I had not felt for a
while and Sally scooted down and licked both my cock
and my cum while I was still in Beth's pussy. She then
ate out Beth until they both had an additional orgasm.
Things at home settled down to normal after this but I
started to find myself craving multiple cocksucking
episodes again. I told Sally that she had re-awakened
and I was having trouble controlling my urges. Sally
said that she didn't care how many cocks I sucked as
long as I never fucked any other woman without her
presence.
I started leaving work early in order to hang around a
local adult bookstore and suck several cocks before I
went home. They were always short encounters with men
who came quickly from being turned on by whatever movie
was showing and almost always left me feeling
dissatisfied or want more.
Anyway, about five weeks after the episode with Beth
and Steve, I had a birthday coming up and Sally told me
she had a surprise. Our swingers group paid a timeshare
to a nudist commune which was for swingers only. There
were only two rules - no clothing allowed and if a hard
cock or wet pussy sat next to you, you had to do
something with it.
I took four days off from work to allow us proper
travel time to an from the location and still get back
in time to relax so it didn't feel like "work" just to
have a good time. It was a 350 mile drive from home
and, after we were checked in and settled in a small
cabin, we went to check out the rest of the resort.
We met a fairly nice couple and had same room swapping
sex with them but I afterwards complained to Sally that
we could have had the same experience at home. "Just
wait," she said, "Maybe tomorrow will bring a surprise
or two."
The following day brought nothing unusual but I did
seem to notice that most of the couples were above
average in both look and physical build. After lunch,
we went to the clubhouse and Sally and I started
playing a game of pool. The only thing that seemed out
of the ordinary was that there seemed to be an
inordinate number of single males present for what was
supposed to a couples-only resort.
I was trying to attempt an off-balance shot in which
the cue was actually under my chest while my head
leaned completely off the table in an awkward pose when
one of the men in the room walked up to me, pushed his
cock directly up to my lips and said, "Suck this,
Bitch!"
I was both in shock and off-balance, but my reflexes
took over and I allowed him to just fuck my mouth with
increasingly harder thrusts. Sally just clapped her
hands delightedly and moved closer to watch. This man,
whose face I had still not yet seen, began to thrust
his hips in a sawing motion and I knew he was going to
come quickly. I longed to be able to control this
situation since I love using my tongue and pride myself
on being able to bring a man off quickly, but all I
could do was just apply hard suction on each backstroke
and let up as he thrust inward.
I felt his cock stiffen and then blast after blast of
thick cum just rolled down my throat. After he had been
drained, he withdrew and I was jus catching my breath
when another man stepped up to my face and said, "Suck
this, Bitch!"
"Wait a minute," I said and moved to a nearby sofa
where I would be at least at little more comfortable.
Sally moved with me and sat where she could watch at
close range and stoke my cock slowly at the same time.
This latest cock was much nicer and I was able to use
my signature motion of swallowing it to the root and
then wiggling my tongue along the underside as I
withdrew, followed but a swirl around the tip at the
end.
It didn't take much off this type of action before this
new cock was spewing hot jism into my waiting mouth. He
no sooner withdrew than another hard member took it's
place along with the by-now familiar, "Suck this,
Bitch!"
I was to find out later that Sally had told each man to
use this specific phrase. This continued through a
seemingly endless stream of hard throbbing cocks until,
sometime between number six and seven, someone gently
repositioned be on the couch so my head hung over the
end of the armrest and my ass stuck out to the rear. I
felt a probing at my anus and wanted to scream, "No!
But my mouth was crammed full of the thickest cock I
had sucked to date.
I felt a burning, searing pain as a hard cock was
unceremoniously just rammed into my asshole. I had
never been fucked before and it really wasn't my thing,
but, the more I tried to protest, the deeper the cock
in my mouth went. I was both choking and in pain but,
as the pain subsided a little, I felt Sally's wet mouth
engulf my own enraged member.
In no time at all, I felt my own cock shoot off into
Sally's waiting throat, the cock in my ass began
spewing a warm wetness and the one in my mouth came at
almost exactly the same time. As they all withdrew, I
found my brain screaming, 'More cock! More cock. I want
more cock,' to myself.
As if this was heard around the world, a line formed at
both of my waiting ends and I was fucked and I sucked
until I collapsed in delirium on the floor - all the
while mentally screaming for more cock. Sally had to
get two men to carry me back to the cabin and told me
later that even one of them pounded my unconscious ass
while she sucked off the other one. It turned out I had
sucked 22 cock and been fucked by 5 in a 4 hour period.
We went home the next day and Sally had to drive since
I was too sore too move.
We had been home for about 10 days when Sally called me
at work to tell me that I needed to come straight home
since she had another birthday surprise for me. Since
returning, I found myself again wanting to suck
multiple cocks but had not really had any opportunity.
I rushed home only to find my lovely wife waiting in a
skimpy outfit and ready for some intense sex.
"Just wait till after dinner," she said.
When the dishes were finally cleared, we retired to the
bedroom and she produced a video which she started to
play on the TV/VCR combo at the end of the bed. Porno
no longer excites me but I thought that maybe she had
found something unusual so I didn't say a word. I was
completely nude and she was only wearing a camisole top
when the tape started playing.
We were both on out elbows and knees facing the screen
when, suddenly, I knelt straight up. There, on the 27"
screen. and in full color was the star of the show - ME
- and with a hard cock already thrusting it's way up
and down my willing lips. I was floored as Sally
explained to me that she had paid one of the guys to
tape the entire episode so we would always have a
souvenir. Sally told me that she had never been so
turned on in her entire life as she was by the sight of
my blowing cock after cock after cock while she
watched.
As we watched the scene unfolding on the TV, we didn't
make it past my 3rd cock before we started fucking like
there was no future. She re-wound the tape and told me
mischievously, "We'll try this again tomorrow."
***
Two days later, I was using the men's room at work and
standing next to one of the junior execs when it dawned
on me that he wasn't urinating. I glanced down to see
him stroking his cock and, as I looked, he pointed his
hard 6 inches directly at me and said, "Suck this,
Bitch!"
Reflexively and without a word, I dropped to my knees
and swallowed his tool completely. It only took about
45 seconds of my talented tongue and he was spewing
load after load of warm sticky cum down my throat.
Afterwards, back in my own office, I thought to myself
that it was a strange occurrence that could have cost
me my job and at the same time it was even more weird
that he had used that particular phrase. I vowed to be
more careful in the future.
***
The following week, I had to leave town for a one week
sales tour of my existing accounts. This was an area I
always looked forward to visiting since it encompassed
those same rest areas I had hung around almost 25 years
earlier. I had checked into my motel rather early in
the day and immediately began calling on clients.
The second call of the day was a farmer who did not
know how to track his own inventory so we went from the
house to the barn so I could the products he had on
hand and determine what he needed. We had barely
reached the barn and were out of sight from the house
and his wife when he tapped me on the shoulder.
As I turned, he said, "Suck this, Bitch," and presented
me with a short, fat cock protruding from his overalls.
As, before, the sound of that phrase caused me to just
sink to my knees in the smelly hay and literally slurp
his cock into my willing wet mouth. He must not have
had sex for a year because my lips had only traveled
the short length two or three times when I felt it
begin to spew into my mouth. "Thanks," he said and we
continued about our business as if nothing had
happened.
After I left, I was sort of troubled by his use of that
familiar phrase but chalked it up to maybe modern usage
that I was not familiar with. Thing went normally the
rest of the days until I was on my last call of the
day. This particular farmer was completely up-to-date
on all of the latest techniques so we were in his
office using his computer to determine his inventory. I
was seated in his desk chair and he was standing off
center behind when I felt his hand on my shoulder. I
turned in the chair and found myself staring at the
longest, fattest cock I have ever seen. It was 8" long
and as fat around as the thin part of my wrist. It was
also rock hard and throbbing with a thick blue vein
running it's entire length.
Even before I heard the familiar phrase, "Suck this,
Bitch," my mouth had already stretched to it's widest
and engulfed about one-half of it's length. Once I
became used to it's size, my tongue began to work it's
magic and, even though he lasted more than 5 minutes
(almost a record) he was soon erupting and I eagerly
swallowed every drop.
He zipped up and I had to ask, "What really made you
think you could just show me your cock and I'd suck it?
Am I sending out some kind of signal?"
"You really don't know?" he replied.
I assured him I had no idea of what he meant. He then
leaned across me and backed out of the computer program
that was running until we had a clear screen. "Type
your company name in the search box," he said.
I quickly entered FarmChemCo into the box and hit the
search button. There on the top of list of 10 was our
company website and the URL link to bring up the page.
"So? I asked.
"Look at the next hit," he replied, and I turned to
stare, aghast at the next URL on the Google list --
"FarmChemCo Cockslut - Suck, this Bitch."
I hit the link and was directed to a page that not only
had my name and picture, it offered a free download of
my entire cocksucking movie. We backed out of the site
and my client told me, "That's where I got the nerve to
just whip it out on you."
It explained a lot. Somewhat shakily, I returned to the
motel for the night and, when I asked the desk clerk if
I had any messages, he replies "Just one," and stepped
from behind the counter to reveal a fat cock in his
hand as he said, "It's Suck, this, Bitch."
I immediately gobbled that rod like I'd never seen one
before and had him cumming in a very short time. When I
got to my room, I called my wife to tell her what had
happened and we both agreed that whoever had made the
tape for her had also thought it would be great fun to
post it on the web.
She offered me encouragement and told me to tough it
out until I returned home and we'd figure out what to
do than. Over the next 4 day, I had 17 more of my
clients just whip it out and tell me, "Suck this,
Bitch."
I also had the cook at the diner follow me into the
men's room for the same purpose and, of course, the
desk clerk insisted on getting his blowjob on a nightly
basis - once even returning for seconds. I Had 5
customers call to say they were canceling our services
but I also had 7 new clients calls for future account
servicing.
I returned home to an understanding wife with whom I
had nearly continuous hot sex for the remainder of the
weekend. It seemed that every time I told her about a
different encounter, the sex would just get hotter,
wetter, wilder, longer and more intense than it had
ever been before.
It was with a certain amount of trepidation that I
returned to the office on Monday. I was certain that
everyone had viewed my video on the website and I was
just waiting to be called into my bosses office for the
inevitable, "We have to let you go," speech. I had
enough seniority that they couldn't fire me for any
frivolous reason but grounds of moral turpitude could
even get MY boss fired.
***
Nothing much happened for a couple of days but five or
six men either followed me to the men's room or were
already there when I went in. Only two of these had the
nerve to point a hard cock in my direction and use that
ubiquitous phrase, "Suck this, Bitch."
A couple of the others stood there and masturbated but,
without that trigger sentence, I didn't drop and suck
them off. 3 days after my return, I finally got the
dreaded call to report upstairs. His secretary escorted
me in and he offered me a chair. My boss's last name is
Johnson and he has always has this quirk where he
prefers to be called by his last name only and it
always reminded me of an old comedy routine.
There was nothing humorous about his face as he started
to tell me that a total of 30 older clients of the firm
had called him personally to tell him that they were
canceling our services and they had all declined to
give a reason. My asshole was clenched tightly shut as
I sat there hearing this and just knowing that 25 years
of hard work was about to go out the window.
Without so much as a pause in his opening statement, he
then said, "Amazingly, we've also had 51 new accounts
call that want to transfer from their existing chemical
services to ours but only on the condition that you
handle the accounts personally." As he continued,
Johnson stood and started to pace back and forth and
then around from the desk to the door and back again.
Those of us who knew him well recognized this as this
signal that he was about to blow up and was just
letting off a little steam so he wouldn't be too
violent.
He started talking a little louder as he paced and told
me, "I don't know what's going on and I probably don't
want to know but as long as we're getting more new
business than we're losing, you can just keep it up."
As he said this last, his voice calmed a little and he
came to a stop behind me and reached out with one hand
to massage my shoulders while his other hand rubbed my
neck. I relaxed a little as he told me, "There's one
more thing I need you to do," and the hand on my
shoulder spun me around, only to get hit in the cheek
with a whopping 10" cock. "I need you to Suck this,
Bitch!"
If I was going to get fired, I was going to go down
(literally) swinging (or sucking as the case may be). I
swallowed every single inch of Johnson's johnson and it
was the first time I had ever deep throated any cock,
much less one of these proportions.
Even my talented tongue could not get him off in a
short period of time and it was 15 jaw-aching minutes
later before I felt the familiar swelling that
indicates the final moments just before an orgasm. I
had exhausted my supply of saliva and his cock
glistened as a stopped just at the tip and clamped my
lips down hard. My tongue swirled around and around his
throbbing flared head as he began to shoot cum.
I have only ever sucked off one "spurter" but this cock
put that one to shame as it literally blasted jet after
jet of sticky, salty jism deep into my throat. After I
had drained him completely, it dawned on me that his
10" was the same soft as it was hard. It never grew any
- just got harder.
I never did get fired. I had once a week
"brainstorming" sessions with Johnson and my client
list got so big that I had to hire two assistants to
help. I recruited them from the guys who followed me to
the men's room and each had to pass a very rigorous
cocksucking exam - on me, on Johnson and again on me
while my wife watched.
It's now two years later and I occupy Johnson's office.
He's retired and corporate wants me to move to
headquarters since I have an unsurpassed sales record.
I repeatedly pass on this offer because, where else can
I get what I want just because someone uses the phrase,
"Suck this, Bitch."
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