She Likes It! My wife loves semen. Yes, I'll admit, that's a bizarre
statement to make, and it sounds like the title of a goofy amateur video or
something, but it's true. I first got an inkling of her preferences several
years ago when we were dating, but in the last few months, she's proved beyond
a doubt that she's turned into a semen demon, a cum connoisseur, a sperm worm,
a jizz junkie. I'll call her Julie, although that's not her real name. When we
were dating, our lovemaking was wild and fresh, and very satisfying. We had
normal intercourse several times a week, sometimes I'd wake her up at three or
four in the morning in bed with a hard-on and we'd make love feverishly.
During the times she had her period, I would usually masturbate her through
her panties (she, like many women, is shy about letting me see or touch her
with a tampon inside her). She had what she described as very good orgasms
just from my rubbing her vaginal lips and clitoral area. After her orgasms,
she'd rest for a minute, then prop her upper body against a pillow at the head
of the bed, and I would straddle her chest while she performed fellatio on me.
She expertly deep-throated my average 7-inch cock with apparent ease.
Sometimes I could cum just from her sucking me, sometimes I would masturbate
the shaft while she kept the head in her mouth and sucked. When I orgasmed,
she pulled me all the way into her mouth so I would cum deeply in her throat.
She always swallowed every drop. One day about 18 months ago, after we had had
sex, she lay on the bed with her legs spread, panting breathlessly. As a man
in his late 30's, I have fairly good staying power, and we frequently make
love for 20 or 30 minutes before I cum. Julie is multi-orgasmic, and can cum
half a dozen times easily while we make love. As she lay there, I rubbed her
breasts lightly, enjoying the sight of her still stiff nipples. She giggled
and brushed her hand lightly over her own pubic hair, which she keeps nicely
trimmed. "God, you came a ton that time, dear." she spoke, dipping her fingers
into her wet slit. They came out slick and white with wetness, hers and mine.
I watched fascinated as she brought them up to her mouth and loudly sucked
them clean, with obvious glee. "Ummm, tastes good! A bit salty, but I like
it!" she grinned at me. I scooped another dollop out of her and fed it to her.
We continued this way several minutes, until she was almost completely emptied
out. "Well, no worries about a wet spot now." I whispered to her. That was a
frequent cause of joking and kidding among us - who gets to roll over into the
wet spot after we fuck? Julie doesn't like to get up and run to the toilet
after sex like many women, we prefer to snuggle and fall asleep together. Our
jobs are such that we usually only make love in the evenings after going to
bed, and we almost always fall asleep afterwards. Since we only made love
about two, maybe three times a week, I frequently produced a fairly large
amount of semen that leaked out of her at night. "Yeah, at least the bed's
still pretty dry! We'll have to remember this option." she giggled back at me.
Several days later we were again in bed. I like her to dress in stockings and
garter belt as much as she can, and she humors me most of the time. She was
wearing a red satin garter belt with black stockings and a black bustier. I
had pulled the bra cups down off her breasts and was squeezing them and
sucking them as she pulled my hardening cock. After a few minutes, we began
69'ing. This is one of her favorite acts. She prefers me on top, and although
my neck gets sore after a while, I don't mind. She pulls my cock all the way
down to the root while I munch away at her pussy. She had an orgasm or two,
and then we switched and began fucking in the good old missionary position. I
thrust into her strongly for several minutes, and then we flipped over to the
doggy position. My legs aren't what they were 20 years ago, and I find that
changing position every 10 or so minutes helps keep me from cramping up! As I
began nearing climaz, she turned and looked at me with wild eyes. "I want you
to cum in my mouth this time...." she breathed. I was quite suprised - she had
never requested this before. I had almost invariably alway reached orgasm in
her vagina. "What?" I gasped in response. "Are you sure?" "Yes..yes, I want
you to. Don't you want to?" she replied. As an answer, I pulled out of her and
turned her on her back, then knelt over her chest, furiously yanking on my
slick cock. I pointed the tip at her mouth and pushed forwards. She opened up
and slid my dick right in, all the way down. I pushed in and out for a second,
then warned her. "Oh shit, baby, I'm gonna cum any second. Are you ready?"
"Uhhhumm" she gargled in response, looking up at me with lust in her eyes. I
pushed forward one more time, and began to orgasm. Instead of pulling me in,
Julie pushed my hips away from her mouth, until only the tip of my cock was
still in her mouth. She grabbed the shaft and continued jerking me off. I shot
what felt like gallons of cum into her mouth. She swallowed twice, thickly,
her hips bucking up at me as she did so. My last few pulses she kept in her
mouth. I could feel the wetness coating the head of my cock. It felt wonderful
as I felt her tongue swiping around the head of my cock while it dribbled
sperm into her mouth. I gasped and collapsed off of her, my body shaking with
release. I closed my eyes and lay next to her for a few seconds, panting.
"God, honey, that was great! That felt so good!" I told her, in honest
appreciation. I opened my eyes and looked over at her. She was smiling at me
close-lipped, her eyes crinkling at the corners like a mischevious child. I
looked at her in curiousity. "Are you going to swallow?" I said. She shook her
head negatively for a second. Then, looking me straight in the eyes, she
slowly opened her mouth. My white cum poured over her lower lip in a wave,
dribbling down over her chin and dripping into the valley between her breasts.
"Oh shit honey, what are you doing? Are you crazy?" I gasped. She just grinned
even more, pushing the mass of saliva and cum out of her mouth, drooling it
down her chin. She pushed the entire mass of semen out of her mouth that way
while I looked at her. As she did it, I stroked her pussy and tickled her
clit. She bucked her hips up at me, closing her eyes and having a
self-described 'EARTH-SHATTERING' orgasm. She lay there for long minutes
afterward, idly playing with the rapidly drying semen/saliva mix on her chest.
"I just thought you'd like to see me do that for once" she finally said. "You
don't think I'm gross or anything, do you?" "Hell, no!" We often watched porno
tapes together, and she knows I get off on watching oral cum shots and
cock-sucking scenes. "It's just that, you know, I know you like that in the
movies when the girl does it, so I thought I'd try it once. Did you like it?"
"Are you kidding? It's like a wet dream, a fantasy. I love it!". We'd often
talked about doing some of the things we see in the adult movies, but in the
past Julie had always balked at certain things. "It's just not natural!" she'd
say, "How'd you like me pissing in your face?" when I only semi-jokingly
suggested that she let me cum on her face one time. "I'm not going, I'm
cumming!" I joked at her. "NO!" she flatly refused. "I think it's gross! You
know they only do it in the movies for the cum shot, no one actually does that
in real life!" "What difference does that make?" I argued. "It doesn't hurt,
you know I don't think it degrades you or anything. What about the times when
I'm sucking your pussy and you wrap your legs around my neck and almost
strangle me? You're coming in MY face then?" "Maybe so, but I'm not shooting
stuff all over you!" She refused to budge. So I contented my self with coming
deep in her pussy, or deep in her mouth. Not that I'm complaining, mind you.
She was wonderful. It's just that I'd always dreamed of seeing what she looked
like with cum on her face. No woman looks sexier than when she has a line of
sperm across her cheeks, right? One time a few months later, she was sucking
me off as I lay on my back. She lay across my chest, her head on my belly, her
right hand jerking me off into her mouth. As I began to cum, I must have
bucked a bit too hard, unexpectedly, and her head bounced off my cock. She
didn't realize what was happening, and my cock sprayed jets of cum all over
her hair and face. She had the presence of mind to continue jerking me until
my orgasm passed, then collapsed backwards on the bed, panting. "There, is
that what you wanted? Happy now?" she said. I looked over at her. Her face was
plastered with my semen. I had no idea I had ejaculated that much. There were
streaks of it across her forehead, in her hair, and all over her lower lip and
chin. Drops of it scattered across her breasts. I reached up and stroked her
face gently, smearing some of the cum into her skin. "Honey, you look
mahrvellous!" I mimicked Billy Crystal's 'Fernando' character from Saturday
Night Live. She giggled and pulled my face to hers. "Then kiss me you fucker!"
she gasped, and I did. I swept up my cum from around her face and fed it to
her on my tongue. I admit I felt a bit strange as I licked up my own semen,
but the heat of the moment took over. I realized that I could not very well
ask a woman to swallow my sperm or spread it all over her face, if I acted
like it was disgusting to me. I quickly got used to the salty, starchy
texture. When I had licked her face clean and passed most of the cum back to
her, we both collapsed on the bed. "That wasn't so bad now, was it?" I asked
her. "Well, I guess not. It's just weird, feeling something like that spray at
you. And damn, I got some in my eye and it stings like crazy!" That scene was
not, however, repeated until this time. "What made you want to do that?" I
asked her. "Well, remember when we let it drip out of me and scooped it up
with our fingers? I kinda liked that, I don't know, maybe I'm just getting
kinky in my old age. Anyway, you don't taste THAT bad, and I thought you'd
like to see me act like a bimbo porno slut." she snickered. As the days
passed, we experimented even further. Now, more often than not, I would pull
out of her just before my climax and ejaculate on her body, either her chest
or her back. Sometimes, the force of my emission sprayed semen all the way up
to her face, and after flinching the first few times, she got used to the
random droplets hitting her cheeks or chin, and didn't mind it so much. Most
of the time, she would scoop whatever she could up and suck it off her
fingers, or I would do the scooping. Most of the times, I gave her a deep
french kiss afterwards, and got used to the taste and feel of my own sperm in
her mouth and on her tongue. As I frenched her, my hand would be busy in her
crotch, giving her one or two more orgasms. I did this partly to reinforce the
good feelings when she was swallowing my cum, I'll admit. But it seemed to
work. Then came the really incredulous part. We had always been faithful to
each other, and the thought of having other sex partners was never brought up.
In fact, I knew from Julie's former experiences that she would be very opposed
to any straying, on either of our parts. Her boyfriend before she met me had
cheated on her with one of her best friends, and she was very bitter about
that sort of thing. Then one night after we had finished 'cleaning her up', so
to speak, I jokingly suggested that we try something different. "You know, if
you like this so much, maybe we should try to get you more of it than I can
produce at one time..." I said, hesitantly, not knowing what kind of reaction
she might have. "What do you mean?" she responded. "I don't know, maybe, you
know, get another guy or something?" I'll admit, the thought of watching her
make love with another man was somewhat exciting to me. I didn't think I'd be
jealous or anything, I'm not that kind of person. "What? No, I don't think so,
I don't want anybody else. You're fine for me the way you are." "I don't mean
permanently, silly. Just maybe, another guy might be fun once in a while. I
trust you, and I know that as long as I'm here, nothing untowards will happen.
As long as I'm with you." I cautioned. "You mean you want somebody else to
screw me while you watch?" "Not so much screw, but maybe jerk off and cum on
you or something like that?" "Well, we'll see." And she left it like that. I
kept bugging her about it, only semi-seriously so she wouldn't get scared off.
I think many times when a man suggests to his mate that they seek other
partners, she might think that's only an excuse because he wants to fool
around with some other girls, or perhaps already is. I knew I didn't want her
to get that thought in her mind, mostly because I wasn't cheating on her, and
never had entertained the thought, actually. Seriously, that is. Gradually,
she wore down, whether because she actually decided to try it, or just wanted
to get me off her back, I don't know. We decided that we didn't want to do
anything with someone we already knew, since that could turn out to be
uncomfortable for all involved. So we decided to drive to an area about 40
miles from home and check in to a hotel for the weekend, and see if any likely
candidates presented themselves. So we did, and on the Friday night when we
checked in, we went down to the restaurant for dinner and a few drinks. There
weren't many people there at all, and only three or four men who looked like
possibilities. But after dinner, we decided to give the bar a chance. We sat
around until about 11:00 PM or so, and finally there was one guy who Julie
said she might be interested in. He was a younger man, about in his mid-20's,
with blondish hair and a good body. He also seemed fairly intelligent looking,
as opposed to most of the brainless hulks you find in bars. So I went over to
him, introduced myself, and said that Julie and I noticed him there alone,
thought he looked lonely, and would he like to have a drink with us. He was
kinda shocked at first, I guess, not being used to being asked to have drinks
with other people at a bar, but I just said we were there by ourselves too,
and thought we could talk together. He looked at Julie and said OK, he'd be
over. His name was Dan, and he was in town attending a seminar or something,
and it had ended that day but his flight out wasn't until the next day. He was
24, single, and seemed like a nice guy. So we got to talking about what we
did, where we lived and all that, the usual bullshit. I kept buying us all
drinks, and after about 3 or 4 rounds, we could see that he and Julie were
both getting loosened up. I was staying fairly sober, since I was just having
Sprite. I gradually steered the talk around to sex, saying how I guessed guys
like him had to be careful what they got into these days and how it must be
tough, seeing so many beautiful girls around but not knowing if it was worth
your life just to get your rocks off. He agreed, and said that he had had only
two or three 'real' relationships since college, and that he didn't go for
one-night stands. "Yeah, it's a helluva lot safer to jerk off than risk
killing yourself!" I laughed at one point. We all agreed. So finally, I got up
the nerve to ask him. I think I was more nervous than Julie was. "Would you
like to come up and watch us make love, and jerk off for Julie?" (She turned
beet red, by the way.) He looked at her and said yes, he sure would. I made it
clear that under no circumstances would he fuck her unless she wanted it, and
he wasn't to touch her except what we allowed. He agreed, and we finished our
drinks and he followed us upstairs. I could feel Julie's hand trembling as we
went up in the elevator, and she gave me one of those "I'm not sure what we're
doing, but it might be fun anyway" looks, like you see on someone just
climbing into a huge new rollercoaster. When we got up to the room, Julie
excused herself to use the bathroom, and I started getting undressed. So did
Dan. When she came out, Julie had on one of her 'fuck me' outfits, a
see-through bra, garter belt and stockings, and high heels, with no panties.
She had clipped her pubes very short, and we could see everything she had, so
to speak. Dan had a good sized cock, just a little larger than mine. We both
started pulling on them, and I suggested that Julie give Dan a little blow job
to get him started. She looked at me, then sank down to her knees in front of
him, and in one gulp swallowed his entire cock. I knelt next to them and began
to rub her pussy while she sucked him. Her eyes were closed and I could tell
that she was starting to get into it. Dan grabbed her head and started fucking
himself in and out of her mouth. "She gives good head, eh?" I said, and he
grunted in agreement. After a few minutes I told her to stop and do me, but I
was already hard as a rock by then. I had her suck me a few minutes as well,
and we told Dan he could rub her pussy while she did it. Julie jumped a bit
when his fingers hit her slit, but after a second or two she started grinding
her hips around and rocking back and forth on his fingers. Just before I
thought she was going to cum, I pulled her up and laid her on the bed, and
began giving her some head. She pulled Dan on the bed next to her and began
jerking him off while he fondled her breasts. I could look up her body and see
Julie wanking away on Dan's cock while he rubbed her nipples to attention, and
she was grinding her pussy in my face. I sucked her through two orgasms
quickly, then moved up and entered her. Dan moved away and began watching, as
Julie wrapped her legs around my ass and started pulling me into her. I knew I
wouldn't last very long, as we were both super excited, and so I started
giving it to her as hard as I can. I held myself up on my arms and started
talking to her to get her really excited. "Julie's gonna get cum all over
herself in a minute, isn't she?" "Ummm, yes, yes" she whimpered. "Dan and I
are gonna shoot our fucking cum all over your body in just a minute. Is that
what you want? Would you like that? Huh, baby, do you want to see your tits
all covered with cum from me and Dan?" I went on like that for a minute, then
looked over at Dan. He was jerking off furiously, and I asked him if he was
ready to pop. He said any minute now, so I pulled out and knelt over Julie's
chest, and motioned for him to move up next to us. We both started wacking off
and aiming our dicks at my lovely wife. I reached back with one hand and
started rubbing her clit to keep her going. She had her eyes closed and was
breathing heavily. Dan asked where he should cum. I told Julie to answer him
herself. "Oh fuck, on my tits, yeah, on my tits, do it now..." she begged. She
was really getting into it now. Just then Dan exploded, shooting jet after jet
of his cum all over Julie's tits. As he did, I pinched and pulled her clit,
making her have a tremendous orgasm. She shrieked in pleasure, and just as she
did, I orgasmed myself. I shot once all over her tits and then aimed higher.
Yes, I came in her face and in her mouth, and I swear the instant my cum hit
her cheeks she blew another fuse. Of course, I had my fingers halfway up her
pussy giving her a g-spot orgasm to end all orgasms. I shot a full load all
over Julie's sweating face, popping a lot of cum in her mouth, and a lot
spread all over her cheeks and chin. She gulped and swallowed fast, then
opened her mouth again like a baby bird. Dan shook the last of his cum out
into her mouth and I did the same. Finally we all collapsed on the bed
exhausted, but very satisfied. Julie lay there not moving, the cum drying on
her face. Her nylons were all loosened and starting to bunch up, her pussy was
dripping juice like Niagra Falls. I'd never seen her so wet. Finally I kissed
her and woke her up a bit, and she again excused herself to go into the
bathroom. I guess Dan thought that was his cue to leave, as he dressed and
after saying our thanks and good-byes, I wished him a safe trip home and he
left. Julie came out after he left all cleaned up and naked. We climbed into
the bed, snuggled up to each other, and were both zonked out in minutes. As
the weeks passed, Julie seemed to be turning into a completely different
woman. When we rented adult tapes, she insisted that we get ones that seem to
specialize in oral sex and cum shots, often grabbing my arm excitedly in the
video store to point out one or more particularly graphic box covers. We would
go home, relax after a nice dinner, and watch a tape or two.

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would be naked while watching, idly playing with each other while we did.
After the movie, we almost always had sex, and Julie almost always wanted me
to ejaculate on her face or in her mouth, emulating one of the starlets in the
video if at all possible. She liked to replay her favorite scenes. By far her
favorites were any movies where the actor Peter North gives his partner a cum
shot in the face or mouth, and we luckily found several. Although I don't for
a moment pretend to have either Peter's build or volume, I think I did OK for
myself. I remember one orgasm that must have caught Julie a little off guard,
because the first shot went straight into her mouth and she swallowed it down
the "wrong pipe", and started coughing and hacking it back up. Here she was,
choking and coughing on cum, and I continued to spray it all over her face. By
the time we finished, we were both convulsing with laughter. This behavior
went on for a few months. Then, the most amazingly erotic thing I'd ever seen
took place. We live near a couple of small colleges, and one day we were
talking about maybe going around to some of the local bars or whatever to see
if Julie got interested in any of the guys. I can remember the conversation
almost as if it was yesterday.... ME : So, do ya think you'd like to go over
near XXXXXXX and scout out the bars and clubs? Maybe you'd see a guy you'd
like to play around with? JULIE : (after a second) You really get off on
seeing me with sperm on my face, don't you? ME : Well, yes, actually I do. And
if I remember correctly, you don't exactly avoid it any more, do you? JULIE :
No, I guess I don't. But tell me, honey, do you really love me? I mean, REALLY
love me - enough to trust me not to fall for any other guy, no matter what? Be
honest, now! ME : Julie, you know I do. I don't even look at other women!
(Punch in arm playfully from her) Well, I may look, but I really don't ever
want any other woman than you! You know that. JULIE : Well, ok, I guess so.
Then, in that case, I want to do something really kinky for you. ME : What?
JULIE : I want to drink a bunch of sperm out of a champagne glass. ME : Are
you serious? Really? Shit, Julie, I'd go fucking nuts to see that! JULIE : I
thought you would. I just think it would be really kinky and something that I
may never do again, but just once, I'd like to do it. Just think for the rest
of our lives, we'd always remember the time I drank a cum cocktail! We got so
turned on we went upstairs and fucked the bejezus out of each other for two
hours. The next weekend we sat down and planned how we would go about this. We
decided that the two of us would visit the taverns and bars around the area
and scout out likely looking guys. I would leave the final judging up to Julie
as to exactly who she chose, and even how many. "How many guys do you think
you'll want to have?" I asked. "Gee, I don't know. How many do you think?"
"Well, I'd say you'll need at least five or six to produce enough stuff to
make it worthwhile." "Yeah, I guess so..." So on Friday evening, we got
dressed and hit the road. In order to help get the guys' attention, I had
Julie wear one of my favorite of her outfits - a short black denim skirt, a
cotton halter top with fringes that just barely covered the bottom halves of
her boobs, and stockings and heels. I had to do a bit of talking to get her to
wear the stockings with such a short skirt, but I finally convinced her that
we were going out to try to get guys, not to meet with a parish priest. She
relented. The tops of her stockings were hidden when she stood normally, but
if she sat down, the dress rode up a few inches, and you could definitely tell
she had on a garter belt and stockings, and not pantyhose. I of course got an
instant rock in my shorts. We drove out to one of the local clubs. It was a
typical young adult place, with about 20 tables, a bar with a dozen or so
stools, two bartenders, a bunch of video games, and a small bandstand that was
luckily vacant that night. There was music playing from the sound system,
though. Typical dance rock MTV junk (has anyone else noticed how MTV has
really degenerated since the rap revolution? Back in the mid 80's it had some
fairly decent stuff on it, but now, it just stinks most of the time). Anyway,
there was a good crowd on hand. Julie and I sat at a table, and I could see
she was embarrassed as she sat down and her skirt hiked up to show the top
band of one stocking. When she crossed her legs it rode up even farther, and
she quickly squirmed around and tried to pull it down. The waitress walked
over to take our order, and I could tell she noticed - she looked first at
Julie, then at me, and smiled in an sheepish kind of way. Julie ordered her
usual Margarita, and I had a gin and tonic. We sipped our drinks in silence,
just looking around and eyeing the personnel. After two drinks, Julie loosened
up a bit. She purposely crossed her legs and let her skirt ride up. I looked
at her and she winked at me saucily. I suggested we get up to dance, so we
did. It was a medium-fast number, and Julie, who's a good dancer, really
enjoyed it. We danced for a few minutes, and I kept my eyes on the other guys
on the floor to see if they were watching. Most of them were. After the third
number, we went to sit down, and one guy stepped up and asked if he could
dance with Julie. I said 'Sure, why not', and they danced for two more songs.
He got a little friendly with her, I could see him running his hands down over
her rump and squeezing her butt, and she rubbed up against him so as to
encourage it. After the song ended, they walked over to the table together.
"May I buy you a drink?" the guy asked. We agreed, and introduced ourselves.
His name was Mike, and he was, sure enough, a student. He was about 20, with
brown hair and a fairly muscular body. We sat and talked for a while, and I
could see that Julie liked him. It turned out he was there with three other
guys. I said he should invite them over and we all moved to a bigger booth
along one wall. The other guys all seemed to be fairly decent, not too skaggy.
Two of them were math majors, one was a psychology major, and Mike was in
business administration. As the night wore on, we (I!) kept plying Julie with
Margaritas. She had had about five of them when she excused herself to go to
the ladies' room. "Man, your wife is really sexy. You must be very lucky."
said one of the guys. "Yes, I am. We have a very good life together. Of
course, she gets out of control every now and then, but all in all she's
pretty good." "What do you mean, out of control?" Mike asked with a smirk. I
decided to lay it on them. "Well, she loves to fuck and suck. Sometimes I'm
just not enough for her." "What? What do you mean?" "Well, let's just say
this. Julie loves to have me ejaculate on her, and I'm afraid two or three
orgasms is about my limit for a night, know what I mean?" I said, grinning at
them. "There are times when she's said she wished she had more cum on
her......and in her.....mouth." I said the last word very slowly. "Whoa! She
swallows cum?" one of them blurted out. "Oh yes, she loves it. In fact, that's
kind of why we're here tonight. We're looking for oh, four to six husky young
guys to supply her with enough sperm to satisfy her, at least for one night.
You guys mind if I ask a question?" I could tell they couldn't wait to hear my
question. I waited several dozen seconds just to heighten the tension. "Would
you be willing to forego any orgasms for, say, a week? And could you get
maybe, two other guys to go along with you? I can promise an evening you'll
never forget...." "Why do we have to hold it for a week?" complained one of
them. "Dummy! So your jizz builds up, you dipshit!" one of the others answered
him, perhaps a bit more crudely than I would have, but I agreed. "Exactly. A
weeks worth of semen from six, make that seven with me, sets of balls and even
Julie ought to be satisfied." "How do we know you're not shittin' us or
something? I never seen you before, mister. How do we know this isn't some
kind of fucking bust or something?" "Since when is it illegal to fuck someone?
I didn't ask for any money, did I? And I don't want any. Julie's not a whore,
although she might enjoy acting like one now and then. Hey, if you're not into
it, fine, we'll find some other guys..." I started to get up and leave them
there. "No,no,no, sit down, man, we're cool. So, ah, what do we do?" I quickly
gave them directions to our place, and told them to be there the following
Friday night, a week later. They agreed not to have any orgasms, and to see if
they could get at least two other guys interested. "By the way, no bi's or
druggies, right? I mean, shit, you guys better be clean!" I cautioned. They
agreed, and they seemed pretty clean cut, at least for college students. Then
the one curious one spoke up again. "How do we know she's really into this
shit, man?" "Ask her. Here she comes back," I motioned over his shoulder, "Ask
her." Julie came back and sat down next to me. She seemed slightly flushed.
She grabbed my hand and held it to her thigh, and took a huge gulp of her by-
now watered down drink. "Julie?" the one guy looked at her. "Yeah?" "What's
your favorite white drink?" he said, cocking an eye (no pun intended!) at me.
Julie looked at me for a second, as if to say "Did you tell them?". I nodded
just enough for her to see. She reddened like a tomato in the August sun. Then
she straightened up her back , looked him right in the eye, and said "Do you
mean hot or cold?" "Uh, hot, I guess." "That's easy. Semen. I like to eat
sperm." Their jaws dropped. They'ed obviously never seen a sexy, intelligent,
grown-up woman speak so sexy. "So , will you be there?" I asked one more time.
"You bet!" was the pretty much collective response. We finished our drinks
quickly, and left. In the car on the way home I teased Julie about it, just
saying "oh, don't worry, there can't be that much cum in the football team.."
and such. She giggled and punched me in the side. Needless to say, we fucked
like maniacs that night. Over the next week, it was very difficult to remain
celibate. Julie razzed me by playing with herself in front of me one night
until she came in a loud and vociferous orgasm. I just bided my time, knowing
that Friday night would arrive sooner or later. Sure enough, it did. When I
got home from work (and that was the longest friggin' day of life, I'll tell
you!) Julie was already home, upstairs lounging in a hot bath. "Hi, honey. I
thought I'd take a nice hot bath to soften things up a bit, you know?" She'd
already had a couple of glasses of wine, I could tell. "Good by me. Maybe I'll
join you..." "Oh no you don't, you just wait your turn." she grinned at me. A
couple of hours later, after we'd eaten a small meal and had time to unwind,
we sat in the living room waiting. About a half hour early ( guys!) the bell
rang. It was our friends, sure enough. And there were seven, count 'em, seven
of them. They introduced themselves again so we all knew them. They were Jim,
Robert, Kevin, Hank, Mike (we knew him), Peter, and one older guy, Dave. He
was a grad student at the college. We all trooped into the living room. Julie
had disappeared upstairs, but I knew why. I got them all drinks (soda or
juice, I didn't want seven drunken college guys pawing at my wife!) and we sat
down to shoot the shit for a while. In about ten minutes, I heard a slight
cough from the stairway in the hall. We all turned to look. I just about
choked on my drink. Julie was floating down the stairs in the goddammdest
sexiest outfit I'd ever seen her in. It was a lacy see- through bra with holes
for the nipples, which poked out like she'd been pulling on them for half an
hour, a red satin garter belt with sexy black nylons, red satin panties (which
turned out to be CROTCHLESS! when she turned towards us) and red spiked heels
that I knew she didn't own the day before. She also applied dark eye shadow
and bright red lipstick, and rouged her cheeks. "I stopped to do a little
shopping on the way home..." she said to me, coyly. "You like?" I could do
little but stammer a 'yes', and walked over to hug and kiss her. She returned
my kiss passionately, so I knew she was ready for this. We pushed the
furniture out of the way in the middle of the living room, and laid a couple
of big thick blankets over the rug. I laid the ground rules. "Ok, here's the
rules. Condoms will be worn until the very end. Julie will have sex with each
of you in turn, including me. Do not, repeat DO NOT ejaculate without telling
us. If you feel like you're close, stop whatever you're doing and cool off a
little. We have a little suprise planned at the end, so don't worry about it."
Julie danced around a little bit, very sexily I might add, as we all disrobed.
Six of the seven cocks were already hard by the time we all were naked. Julie
crooked a finger at one of the guys and motioned him to come towards her. She
fisted his cock as it hardened fully, and then ripped open a condom and rolled
it sensously down over his shaft. She did the same for the other six guys (not
me, of course!), all the time slowly talking to them. They were strangely
silent, as if they still didn't really belive this was happening. "I think my
husband should be first, guys, ok? You just wait your turn." she breathed,
pulling me down on her. I slid into her vagina, and it was so slick and wet I
couldn't belive it. She was really turned on. She wrapped her legs around my
butt and started pulling me into her. I fucked her for about five or so
minutes. She started to groan and moan, and I know she had at least one
orgasm. Then I had to pull out. "Sorry, hon, I gotta stop or I'll cum. Let
someone else have a turn." And so we went. I sat down on the sofa and watched.
I'll admit, it turned me on tremendously to see her getting fucked right in
front of my eyes. And that's what it was, to. She wasn't having sex, she was
getting FUCKED! She looked me right in the eyes most of the time, but she did
motivate her partners too. At one point, she was on her hands and knees,
getting fucked from behind by Pete, she was sucking on Mike, and was jerking
off Jim and Kevin. The other guys stood or sat around watching her. Gradually,
they warmed to the task, saying stuff like "Look at that bitch fuck. Man, can
she suck cock!" I looked at Julie, and saw that their rough talk wasn't
offending her. I walked around in front of her and knelt down. My face was
inches from hers. She looked at me. Her lips were wrapped around a hard thick
cock that was pistoning in and out of her mouth. I wasn't more than six inches
from her. "I love you, Julie. Are you having a good time?" She nodded in
agreement. I sat and watched her for a few more minutes. The guys fucking her
switched around, then they laid her gently on her back and started in. One guy
was in her pussy, she was jerking off two others, and I straddled her chest
and pushed her tits together to fuck them. Pete laid his cock down over her
forehead and pressed the tip into her mouth. We went on and on. It seemed like
there was somebody fucking her continuously for at least an hour. Each time
one of the guys came near an orgasm, he pulled out (of her pussy, or her
mouth, or whatever) and let the pressure go down. Julie was having an orgasm
about every five minutes, I think, and she was starting to get sweaty and
sticky, even with the air conditioning. Finally, she croaked "No more, I can't
take any more, God, I can't take any more..." She'd reached her vaginal orgasm
limit, I suppose. She disentangled herself from each of the guys. "You want to
tell them, or shall I?" she asked. "Oh, you do it. It sounds much sexier that
way." I teased. "Ok. Guys, I'm gonna drink your cum. I want you to all stand
here in a line, and I'm gonna give you a blow job until you cum. When you cum,
I want to you do it in this glass here." She had walked over to an end table
and picked up on of our wine glasses from earlier. It was a large glass, I
suppose it held about 10 or twelve ounces. The guys lined up. They couldn't
believe what was happening. My wife Julie got to her knees and went down the
line, sucking each one in turn. When she'd got them all back to almost firing
point, she started back at the first one, glass in hand. I watched in rapt
fascination. My wife sucked those guys like she'd been doing it all her life.
The smallest cock was about six inches long, and the biggest was maybe ten
inches, and quite fat. She throated each and every one of them. I sat there
and slowly jerked off, saving mine for last. First to go off was Pete. She
sucked his condom clad cock like a banshee, and he finally grunted that he was
coming. Julie whipped the cock from her mouth and pulled the condom off
quickly, and aimed the cock into the glass. We all watched in fascination as
at least six or seven strong spurts of his semen jetted into the glass. "Oh
yeah, cum for me, cum for me, that's a boy, that's good, oh yeah!" she
encouraged him. He groaned and pulsed a few more spurts out. Nearly all of it
went in the glass, but some dripped out onto the back of Julie's hand. She
purred and licked the stray drops off her hand, and knee-walked to the next in
line. Like clockwork, she worked her way down the line. Each guy got about
three or four minutes of a marvelous blow job, and then had their cum into the
glass. It started to fill up. I was amazed. The glass was about two and a half
or three inches across at the top, and about five inches tall. By the time
Julie had done five of them, it was almost half full! The grad student, Dave,
amazed us all. He came at least ten good strong spurts, groaning in release.
The others all had a good six or seven jets themselves. The cum in the glass
took on a milky consistency, Julie constantly stirring it around. Finally, she
was at the last guy. I went down to stand beside him and watch. It was like a
scene from dream, my wife, down on her knees, servicing these seven guys, and
finishing with me. As she sucked on the last guy, she looked up at me, as if
to say "See me, dear? I'm sucking cock, and I love it!" I reached down and
stroked her hair and cheeks. The last guy finally came with a rush into the
glass. "Now, dear, I want you to wet my whistle!" I knew what she meant. She
wanted me to cum down her throat. She began giving me a loving yet extremely
erotic and vocal blow job. I couldn't last long, and didn't. I finally grabbed
the sides of her head and pushed my cock all the way down her throat, and let
loose a volley of cum that seemed to go on forever. The guys had all gathered
around to watch this. They saw Julie's Adam's apple bob as she obviously and
with great enjoyment swallowed my ejaculation. My toes curled up, my eyes went
glassy, and still I spurted. I think I spurted eight or nine times, and each
one seemed to take the very life out of me. Finally Julie pushed herself back
and my cock sprang free, two last jets pulsing out and splashing wetly on her
heaving face. "Yeah, oh yeah, baby, cum on my face!" The guys cheered. Then
still on her knees, she raised the glass of sperm from seven other men, said
"Here we go, guys" and without missing a beat, took a giant swig of the cum
cocktail. She let the messy liquid spill over her upper lip and drip and drool
down her chin. She swallowed noisily, and then took another drink, again
letting the cum drool and flow over her. A third swallow went right down, and
there was finally just a little bit left in the glass, about a quarter of an
inch's worth. "Oh, well, what the hell!" she grinned, then upended the glass
over her face, letting the remaining cum drain out and splash over her face.
This was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen! The cum poured from the glass,
dripping and dropping onto her upturned face. She let the drops fall on her
cheeks and nose and eyes and forehead, and in her mouth when she could.
Finally , it was over. The glass was drained. The guys were drained. Then she
looked me right in the eye. I looked at her. My wife knelt there. I gazed at
her face. She had several long lines of cum draining down across one cheek,
and numerous small and large drops of it scattered all over her features. She
had cum in her hair. She had it in her ears. She even had a large blob of it
just inside her nose. "Dear?" "Yeah?" I croaked in response. "Do you like?"
"Oh god Julie, you're fucking fantastic. You look sexy as hell!" "I'm glad you
approve. 'Cause I want to do it again!" And she did. But maybe that's another
story. The End 

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