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“Dick really clenched up then, his prick taut and quaking like a pipe full of pressure. His whole body was shaking with it, his knees starting to buckle. I was so excited—about to taste his cum and for the first time, it was mine.

“Not sprayed onto Harley’s tits or pumped into her pussy for me to lick after the fact, but flooding right down my throat. I couldn’t wait to feel his ejaculation inside my mouth, his cum fresh and hot from his seizing balls.

“I sucked him. Hard. I took his cock into my mouth until I felt him in my throat and then I took more. I didn’t care if he choked me. I needed all I could get. And maybe it was how Dick angled his hips or maybe I was just born the slut I’d been trying to deny I was for so many years, and embracing ever since I met my new master—but he slid right into my gullet without stopping.

“I couldn’t believe it, but there was no denying how he fit down my throat. He’d fucked my mouth, alright. Taken whatever virginity I’d had there. I knew then it would always belong to him. My throat would be his cock holster, just like my other holes were.

“The only problem was that I couldn’t breathe. I pulled myself off his thick length and gasped in what air I could get while still mouthing his shaft. I was gurgling my oxygen as it went past Dick’s member, but I didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was that I had throated my master’s cock, just like I’d wanted, and it felt unbelievable.

“I looked over at Harl; she looked as shocked as I was. Even if it weren’t for the gag, she’d still be open-mouthed—I could see it in her big blue eyes. She was watching me fuck my own throat on that big prick and both of us wanted more. But the fact that I was the one who actually had it in my mouth made me feel like a queen and a slut all at once. I loved it.

“I looked back up at Dick and was surprised by the dazed expression he wore. You’d think Harl had gagged herself on his prick enough times for him to be used to getting throated. I guess he just couldn’t believe I was deep-throating him any more than I could. But from the way his member throbbed, he wanted what I wanted. More.

“Panting, I pulled myself off his cock and looked him right in the eyes. ‘Fuck my face, Dick. Fuck my mouth and my throat and fuck me until you come. Fuck me even though I’m sucking your cock already. I want you in my throat. I want you in my stomach. Come right into my fucking stomach.’

“It turned me on, talking like that. I hope it turned Dick on too. I loved sounding like such a slut, feeling like a slut. Harl may be an idiot, but she’s taught me one thing. Sluts are lucky enough to get fucked like sluts—that was exactly what I wanted.

“I smiled one last time at Dick before my mouth was full: ‘Fuck this smile.’

“I took his cock back into my mouth, but really, I was just offering my open hole to his pumping cock. I started it, knowing Dick would finish it. Tonguing his knob before I throated it, just so he knew my gullet was totally his to use. Again, he slid himself into me, all the way down, until my nose was buried in his treasure trail.

“I took a deep breath of his musk through my nostrils and sucked him. Oh yes—not only did I want him to use me, but I was determined to enjoy being used. I looked up at him and let Dick see there wasn’t any doubt in my eyes; I was ready to be his cock holster.

“Dick’s hips began to pump. He started off slow, like he was worried I might not be able to take it, but the feel of my throat wrapped around his prick had to convince him. Either that I could take it or that it didn’t matter, my throat was his either way.

“He picked up speed, holding my head to his groin as he fucked my mouth, fucked it with all of his cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed being used. His prick stretched out the narrow space of my throat, so powerful, so dominating. I was falling in love with this position: on my knees, my throat being used. It was like I existed only for the pleasure of his cock. The more he got off, I got off. I didn’t even mind how his massive prick choked me. When there was no air to breathe, what little I could suck down felt like a gift from him.

“All of a sudden he stopped thrusting. It was time. I was finished being used by him—his pending eruption didn’t feel like the end of my labor. It felt like the reward I got for properly surrendering my throat to the master.

“I sucked as hard as I could, then pulled myself off his prick just as it swelled with cum. The first volley hit my bottom lip and immediately dripped down to my breasts. It felt deliciously warm everywhere it touched. I stroked his cock in my hand and sucked him too; there was more than enough room for both my fingers and my mouth. His next blast I took in my mouth and it flashed right to my throat. I swallowed, loving that thick, slippery cum all the way down my throat. I felt so lucky to actually possess it.

“Then I twisted my head around so that Harl could watch him spurting into my mouth. I felt like laughing, my mouth open, Dick’s cum swirling around inside it as he shot hard to the back of my throat. I’d seen how much Dick came before, but this time had to be a record. I was proud to have gotten so much out of him. I got to taste him and wear him.

“I jacked him off while he stuffed my mouth with his cum. Even though I was swallowing as quickly as possible, he was giving me so fucking much that it flooded my mouth and spilled down my neck.

“I didn’t even hesitate. Like he’d meant to come all over me, I spread my fingers in the flowing seed and rubbed it around my cleavage and throat. It was like massaging hot oil into my skin. I loved it, loved feeling him, smelling of him, knowing I’d be marked long after he’d taken his cock away.

“Finally, Dick seemed to be coming to a stop—letting me breathe, letting me be something other than his cum dumpster. But I didn’t want to stop. I sucked even more, needing every last drop of his cum. Not that I was at all disappointed at what I’d already received; I felt like I was in heaven. Kneeling at Dick’s feet, wearing only his sperm, I felt like a total slut.

“I loved it.

“I let my own lagging muscles pull me away from Dick as I fell backwards, rolled onto my belly, and crawled to Harley. I took the gag out of her mouth and even Harl knew better than to speak. She just puckered her lips and I kissed her, deep, passionate, and with my mouth full of Dick’s cum.

“Harley hummed and sucked on my cum-drenched tongue and I felt a little like a second Dick, feeling what it was like to have Harl’s devotion focused all on me. I liked it enough to share his cum.

“And that was how Dick left us this morning—plenty of cum to share, but not enough for us to make it to the end of the day without seconds. Oh no. We’re ready to be his cum dumpsters again. Just like you are, Summer.”

***

Summer sat there feeling such a mix of anger, guilt, shame, and arousal that she wanted to weep in sheer confusion. But the swirl of emotions couldn’t block the seething urgency of her need, the hot hungry itch of her pussy and how it throbbed.

She was wound tight as a wire, heated to a fever pitch of sensual need, and she didn’t know whether it was because she wanted to reach the zenith of submission that Ivy had… or just that the mental image of Dick mastering Ivy the way he had appealed to her so much. Either way, Summer felt a violent need for release, but she didn’t know how to go about it.

She still had an amount of propriety to keep her from just throwing herself at Dick, even though that had worked for Ivy in her little story. Oh fuck yeah, from the way Ivy made it sound, Dick would be willing. He’d ask no questions. And he’d most definitely give her what she needed.

She could see him bulging in readiness, his erection teased out of him by Harley’s fawning touches and Ivy’s words. Summer stared open-mouthed at the rampaging, piercing, splitting, reaming cock hidden only barely inside his slacks. She wanted to feel it inside her just as Ivy had described, probing and spreading and skewering until he’d carried her into the shameless ecstasies that had tamed Harley and Ivy both.

Why is this coming over me? She wondered. Why can’t I make it go away? I’m not like Ivy or Harley… not some crazed nympho… but if I were, I’d probably feel like this, seething and boiling with the thought of how good it’d feel. God, it was sick the way Ivy was talking. But she still made it sound so good…

Then she noticed Harley. She’d been so fixated on Dick, so primed by Ivy’s glowing description of him, that she’d entirely failed to notice how Harley was sprawled at his feet, naked. She licked her lips obsessively clean of the cum that otherwise masked her face, while her dripping wet hands rubbed more and more of it into her bare skin. She could’ve been getting high off the act, that was how much she seemed to enjoy it.

And all that cum… there was only one place it could’ve come from…

Summer looked at the bulge in Dick’s pants, now utterly flabbergasted. “She… she blew you.”

“I can explain,” Dick said.

“How can you still be so big after she blew you? God, she’s covered in it! Are you still hard or is that how big it is… soft?”

Ivy sat up, nestling against Summer’s side with some of the obsequious fawning of her partner Harley. “I think I’ve said enough. Perhaps you should find out for yourself. Harley did and she seems to be… satisfied with her answer.”

Harley giggled from where she lay on the ground in her natural high, sponging Dick’s cum into her taut belly. Summer wondered how full it was with more of her master’s seed. “Yeah, Summa… we’ve gotten our share of Dick… it’s your turn now… don’t ya have a journality responsabilism to see if he really fucks as hard as Ivy said he did? It’s like truth in advertising or sumthin’…”

Summer felt an instinctive urge to argue against the insane proposition, but all she could come up with as a counterargument was “But, if he just came… God, his cum’s still warm, I can practically see is steaming…”

Ivy wrapped around Summer from behind, giving her a hug that pulled the journalist right into her lap. Summer tipped backwards, her skirt riding up, and she could only imagine what Dick saw on the other side of the room. “Do you really think I’d lay off lesbianism if my master couldn’t eat pussy? How do you think he satisfies both of us, anyway? One tongue. One cock. But we’ll let you have both. It’s fun to watch too, isn’t it Harl?”

“Yeah!” Harley snickered. “Especially when it gives ya ideas for when it’s your turn!”