2 comments/ 57509 views/ 0 favorites Oral Values: Massive Measures By: Global Carol (The Oral Values serial is comprised of independent chapters, yet I hope the reader will find they provide a satisfying tale alphabetically.) The OR: An interactive web forum devoted to oral sex! Upon returning to his room Ed immediately opened his laptop and used every online search engine and web crawler he had to locate the oral sex chat room Regina had described. He created a user ID and logged in. The site, the Oral Room, was filled with people in different "corners" discussing all aspects of oral sex. As he studied the current list of corners he felt himself getting excited again. He surfed first to the Deep Throat Corner, lurking long enough to hear people talk about technique, positions, lubricants and other methods for deep throating. It excited him in a way he'd never experienced. Of course, his research had exposed him to a broad range of pornographic images, magazines, books, movies, and web sites. Yet, they'd always been in the periphery of his work. He'd never allowed them to excite him as it went against his professional attitude about sexual fulfillment. Now, finally "permitting" himself to respond to pornography for the first time since college, he was getting aroused simply by hearing others discuss their own sexuality, his excitement aided by the memory of the sexy and very large busted colleague he'd just met at the whirlpool. He'd actually been very surprised by this extraordinary creature since he'd expected a dirty old woman, a wizened, old bag with thick glasses, gray hair, and warts. Instead, his collegial opponent was a beautiful thirty-something, lithe and gracile, with an enormous chest, a broad smile, entrancing eyes, and an adorable butt. Not knowing any of the participants, he opted just to listen to what others were saying in these various corners of the Oral Room. In Balls-in-my-Corner he joined in the middle of an interesting discussion. Mr. Hardy: He had shaved the whole thing? Anastasia: There wasn't a hair around his cock or on his balls. Cock Crazy: I knew a guy once who just had this bald spot right on the bottom of his ball sack, in between the two of them. I used to love to tease it with my tongue. Tom Terrific: But it sounds like it would itch like mad growing back. Anastasia: When I would suck him it seemed like even a further distance to go to deep throat him. I mean, with all the pubic hair gone his cock was longer! Mr. Hardy: I don't know. How long would it take to grow back? Cock Crazy: You know, it did make it easier to find and lick up the dollops of cum that would inevitably escape my mouth when he'd come. MANDY: One of the guys I dated in college way back in the 60s asked me to shave my pussy. Well, I told him I shave mine if he'd shave his. You should have seen us doing 69. You could see everything. He thought my shaved pussy was the most beautiful thing in the world. And his hairless cock was just awesome. Cock Crazy: Hey MANDY, you mean they had sex back then? LOL MANDY: Clearly you haven't looked at my bio. I may be old, but I still enjoy sex. That's where my name comes from. Anastasia: Yeah, Cock Crazy, MANDY was one of the first chatters here. Didn't you know: MANDY is an acronym? Middle Aged, Not Dead Yet! Cock Crazy: OK. I guess my elders still can teach me a thing or two. MANDY: Right arm! And so on. After surfing through several of the rooms Ed entered Cummer's Corner. Big Mouth: Honestly, it happened. I knew you'd question me, but it's true. Cummer: So what would it take for you to believe me that I could beat the guy with one hand tied behind my back? Big Mouth: What would you use that other hand for anyway? LOL Loving Lips: You should set up your video camera on your kitchen table, right now, and prove it. Come on, Cummer, whip it out! Put your money where your mouth is, or where my mouth'd like to be. Big Mouth: OK, big boy, let's see it. Cum4Me: I'm ready to watch you jerk off, too. Get out that measuring cup! Cummer: OK, ladies, if you don't believe me, let me get set up and I'll let you know when I'm ready. Moral Oral: You guys are all sick. (Now, just between you and me, Cummer, I'm waiting, mouth agape...) Remembering Ellie's remarks about his voluminous orgasms, Ed began to think about his own body. Here was an opportunity for a literal "coming contest." As he warmed up to the idea, he realized it would be private, anonymous, and might give him some relief after the extraordinary exciting encounter with Regina downstairs. Plus, if he really came more than this other guy, it might boost his ego, too. Returning to the screen, he found the topic had changed. Big Mouth: That clip has been circulating on the net for years. It never ceases to amaze me though. She looks so happy and I would bet the orgasm was real. Cum4Me: When I first saw it, I thought "Oh come on!" I figured that (a) no one could have such enormous tits (I think my cute little B cups are just envious), and (b) that it wasn't really cum. But, she seemed so excited by what she was drinking. It was almost like her body was controlled by the liquid pouring into her mouth. Cockeyed: You know, women can always fake it, but I remember seeing it years ago and thinking the same thing: "This is real for young lady." And then I thought "I gotta meet her." I mean, you wouldn't want her to be thirsty, would you? Poor dear. Cummer: I'm almost set up here, and this conversation definitely has me hard. I'll be ready in a minute, but just for you who've never seen the clip, here it is. He then showed a clip of a young woman, naked sitting down in what looked like a school because of the lockers behind her. All you could see was from her mouth down to her waist. Most of the small video was taken up with her two amazing assets: First and foremost her enormous boobs, large areola, firm, nipples staring straight at you, and second her infectious smile. The soundless clip showed her taking a clear plastic liter bottle almost filled with a whitish substance and drinking it in just two or three swigs. She just kept drinking, like it was water and she was a runner after a hot race. Then after swigging for fifteen or twenty seconds she put down the bottle and smiled. She clearly said the words "thank you" and then a beaming smile returned to her pretty mouth. Next she blew a kiss towards the camera, and with her lips sensually puckered a small stream of what had to have been cum, began to slowly spill out from between them. And abruptly the silent clip ended. By now, Ed was rock hard. There was something so familiar about this hard to see clip, but he knew he'd never seen it. He wondered who this young woman was. Seeing only her top lip and below she still was a stunningly put together woman. And those boobs! Why they were almost like what he imagined Regina's to look like. Briefly, he considered the possibility that it was Regina, but it just didn't make sense. She was a mature, professional, a psychologist with a Ph.D. People like her, or him for that matter, do not go around publishing sexually explicit material of themselves or anyone else on the internet! It was exciting, though, just for a moment to fantasize about this woman. Cummer: OK, ladies you asked for it. Watch, but hold onto something so you don't swoon. Suddenly a window popped up with a small image of a hand stoking a cock, a nice sized cock, and there was a measuring glass underneath it. It looked like the fellow was kneeling on the floor, jerking his cock slowly, but forcefully. Up and down, his hand went, increasing the speed almost imperceptibly with each stroke. Cum4Me: Nice, Cummer. Big Mouth: Wish I was there to open wide for you, but it looks like you've got the situation under well in hand. Anastasia: I know you can do it, Cummer, let's have it. Big Mouth: Just imagine a dozen of us, all lying in a circle with our heads together, fanned out, all of our mouths wide open waiting for the biggest cum of all. OK, ladies, open wide. Extend those tongues, don't want to miss any. By now Cummer was just about ready to spurt, imagining a sea of mouths all lined up to receive his semen - rather than a cold, glass measuring cup. He'd actually been thinking about this for a few days and had not had any sex. His balls were ready to give up their unique fluids. He finally stopped thinking about the video and was able to concentrate on the sea of loving silky-lipped mouths. Looking one last time at the prodding from the Corner he saw. Anastasia: I get first dibs. SweetnLow: Hey, I'll take the second shot, that's the best. Cum4Me: Well, then I get number three! Big Mouth: If there's any left, I get the rest. Hardon: You ladies are giving Cummer way too much credit! A measuring cup? Give me a break! A teaspoon should do it for Cummer. And just as if they were there in the room with him, Cummer (actually George Newcomb, kneeling on the floor of his home office in Buffalo, New York) and his fantasies of these women waiting for his ostensibly voluminous ejaculation, produced what any knowledgeable porn watcher would say was a huge cum. Letting out a little cry of delight, his pre-cum dripping and flipping off the end of his cock, he carefully aimed into the measuring cup. He shot one and then a second spurt. The third, even bigger than the first two was a long, thick jet. One could even observe it ricochet off the side of the cup. Then, after another four or five good sized shots he dribbled out another two small white drops. Using his hand and maintaining a sense of humor, the cock in the video offered a bow to those on the right, then those on the left, then a deep bow to the central audience, a string of cum dripping down, lengthening slowly with each movement until it too finally dripped into the measuring cup. The hand moved away from the cock and just as the previous video had done several minutes before, the video stream ended. Saliva forming in her mouth, Regina had to swallow to keep herself from drooling. Even she was surprised to have had a quick, but extremely exciting climax just from watching some cock cum - over the internet from a live homemade video. She was surprised, but not completely. Given her background and the blur of cocks she'd faced since she'd lived here in England, she was quite familiar with the oddly erotic surprise orgasm. Cummer's Corner remained still for a few moments longer. Finally, Big Mouth: You know, Cummer, are you sure you weren't the guy I talked about the other night? The one who came five times and filled up more than half a measuring cup? Cummer: I only have two comments: 'Eat your hearts out, lads' and 'Drink up, ladies.' Cum4Me: I don't think I've ever seen anything like it. Very, very impressive. I would have to swallow four or five times, depending on how deep you were in my mouth. Esophagus: If you get it far enough down there you don't have to swallow at all, it just goes straight in. Cum Lover: Yeah, that's true. But I've always enjoyed the taste and playing with my cum. It's so slimy and you can blow bubbles, spread it on frozen chocolate bars, and so many other fun things. Just sliding it around my mouth can set me off. Big Mouth: You are such an oral addict, aren't you, Lover? Cummer: You guys should know me by now. Esophagus: You remember that video clip of the girl with the big jugs drinking the workout bottle of cum? Well, I think I saw the same woman do an entire bukkake video wearing a mask. Anyone else seen it? Anastasia: If I were her I'd certainly want to keep my identity a secret. Unless you're a porn star and she just seemed to be the girl next door - with huge natural tits, though - it'd be frightening to be recognized on the street. You'd be harassed constantly. Big Mouth: You're assuming everyone in the world has seen these videos, aren't you? Cum4Me: Yeah, I can understand it too. Whether she'd be recognized or not. I mean, if I were built like that it would be hard to ever know if you were just filling some guys fantasy or if anyone actually cared who you were, as a person. Regina's eyes began to tear and she got up from her computer. It was she, the girl in both of those videos. The first one was the night that Mark arranged for her to drink the cum of the team. What a night it had been. Every sip, every swallow, the strong aroma, the slimy, almost endless stream of semen, it was so arousing, so exciting. Her body was a mass of contractions for minutes while drinking the white nectar. But the second video, that was one later in her twenties that had gotten away from her. She was glad to have worn the almost full-face mask, but her mostly naked body had been displayed and she'd always worried about being recognized. There were few women with boobs her size, fewer still as tall and slender as she was. How many women looked almost like a cartoon of a bimbo in a men's magazine? She thought about Mark and his unexpectedly short life. Then, after going to the dresser for some tissue, she moved to the window and looked out at the park. Thinking again about Ed, she wondered about him. Should she approach him? She knew she excited him. She excited most men. But, those days were past. After learning of Mark's death she felt like something inside of her had changed. It was time to look for a man, one man who could be a partner, a mate, a best friend. Maybe that man was Ed. The big question was: Could he satisfy her? She recalled Cummer and thought that a man who could cum that much, especially if he could do that a few times a day, would surely satisfy her sexually. What kind of man could cum that much though? And how often had she run across them? It was not the norm. Most men were in the tablespoon range. Few were in the two ounce or more range. While Cummer's orgasm certainly wasn't the biggest she'd every enjoyed, he was up there near the top. But, where in the range was Ed? Sitting back at the computer, she saw herself on the video. Here was just part of the climax of an evening. It was no more than a minute, but even she was startled at how many of those lovely cocks were coming at the same time. Regina had always thought that facials were dumb, unless you were going to taste it afterwards. And yet in this short clip there were so many cocks coming, pointing towards her wide open, smiling mouth, tongue extended, she lost count. What also surprised her was how much the scene turned her on, watching herself, knowing that no one else in this group, maybe in the world, knew who this woman with G cup sized boobs and a fetish for cocks and cum was. Not more than fifty yards away, but several floors down, Ed was watching the same video. It was the most exciting thing he'd ever watched in his life. This woman had the most beautiful smile and boobs that just wouldn't quit. She was built just like Regina Bouchet. And then Edward Thompson stopped. He stopped listening to the television, on in low the background, he temporarily stopped remembering to take a breath, and he stopped his hand from going up and down on his rampant and now dripping cock. She was built just like Regina Bouchet, M.S.W., Ph.D.! It had to be, he couldn't imagine anything else. Then he thought of their conversation, and the very exciting stories she told about her patient. It was she. She was talking about herself, the lover of cum, the fetish about cum. He had to take a breath. He took one, then a second. Now, a deep breath. Good, he thought. Eventually, his brain began to consider all of this. Regina, downstairs at the whirlpool, was she interested in him? Was it just the warmth, the alcohol, the kind of day? She was brilliant, warm, funny. Yes, she actually made him laugh. Not many woman were able to do that. She was different, even if she hadn't been beautiful, even radiant from the steamy water, she had something that touched his soul. He felt special just from the hour or two she'd spent playfully bantering with him. Then there were her breasts. Those heavenly breasts. And he'd just seen them, in a video, with huge amounts of cum on her face, in her mouth, on her lips, and all over those beautiful breasts! Could he deal with that? Was this a woman he wanted to know? What a dichotomy! A brilliant researcher, psychologist, writer and an absolute fetishist! Could this possibly exist in one woman? Yet, there she was, on screen, relishing the semen from seemingly hundreds of men. His hand went back to moving on his rock hard cock again. He needed to come like he'd never needed it before. He went back to some serious stroking. Up and down, now, at a rapid rate. Pre-seminal fluid literally flowing from his cockhead and over his hand. Then, again, he stopped. He had a thought. He wanted this woman, needed this woman. She was bright, funny, lovely, sexy beyond belief, and had a warmth that he just couldn't get out of his head. And did he mention her tits? He stopped trying to figure it out and decided he needed her. He stopped jerking, though, because he was struck by a thought: What if she was one of the women in this Cummer's Corner? Big Mouth? Or Cum4Me? Anastasia? He wouldn't even be surprised if she was Esophagus. (His perverted sense of humor he had already labeled her Esophagus, the Greek.) Ellie had told him he came a lot. He rarely watched himself jerk off to see how much he ejaculated, but he easily came as much as this Cummer did! He reached into his tech satchel and pulled out his miniDV camera, set it up on a tabletop tripod, and sat down to figure out how to send the feed into Cummer's Corner. He was going to top Cummer at his own game. And maybe win Regina at the same time - if one of those women really was Regina. Dr. Dick: I know I'm new to this Corner, but I feel that I might have a contribution to make. (Pun intended.) Anastasia: We're a hard bunch, you know. (Pun intended.) At least the men ought to be! Big Mouth: So Dr. D, are you a urologist? Dr. Dick: No, I just watched Cummer's performance. And, while I must commend him, it just seemed rather run of the mill. Cummer: OK, I suppose you could do better? Dr. Dick: Yeah, I suppose I could. Cum4Me: Fight! Fight! Cockfight! Big Mouth: This is a cold room, Dr. D. Sounds like you've ticked off Cummer and now you might need to put up or shut up. You got a video cam? Dr. Dick: Yes, I just happen to have a camera. But, I don't have a measuring cup so I don't know how we're going to see who's King of the Keep. Cummer: OK, hold on. One second. OK. I measured just over 2 ounces in the little measuring glass, that's over 1/4 of a cup, more than 2 shot glasses. That's it, do you have any shot glasses? I dare you to jerk off into one. Let's see if you can even fill one. Anastasia: That's fair. One shot glass is one ounce (right?), though that's only up to the line, but we're all friends here. Why quibble? Dr. Dick: I'm not at home right now, so give me a moment. Anastasia: I'm always up for two guys duke-ing it out. Mano a mano, dick to dick, ounce to ounce. Cum Lover: You guys have me so wet, I'm sliding off my chair. I want to see this. Cum4Me: What's going on Dr. Dick? Hurry up. Dr. Dick: OK. I've found a shot glass, a water glass and a wine goblet. I'll use all three. Esophagus: OK. I'm either getting a rain coat, or I'm gonna need to find some tonsils. Cummer: Don't you think you've gone a bit overboard? Big Mouth: OK, boy, put your money where my mouth is. Or oughtta be. Dr. Dick: Here goes. With that, a video window opened and all involved could see a good sized cock, nicely perpendicular to some toned lower abs, the three aforementioned glasses, and a hand beginning to stroke the cock on top of a writing desk. Regina began to salivate. She licked her lips and put one hand on her left nipple, slowly and seductively pulling at it. Her other hand was moving towards her clit when she stopped not two inches above her moist pussy. She stopped everything and stared at the screen. Oral Values: Massive Measures At first it was the likeness of the writing desk. It was very similar to the one on which her computer sat. Upon closer inspection, it was identical. She looked at the glass of wine she was holding and that too was identical to the one in the video, the one with the cock drooling pre-seminal fluid into it. This had the common effect for her of causing her pussy to flow even more, and her shoulders to hunch together and up as the first orgasmic contraction hit her in slow motion. This man was in her hotel. She thought about Ed and the wonderful time she'd had with him downstairs. Could this possibly be Ed's cock? Could this guy possibly come so much that he was in the same league as Cummer? As she began to touch her clit in a slow, pressured motion, she put her other hand up to her face and, inserting her fingers in her very wet mouth, she slowly and gently rubbed her fingers around her lips, occasionally sliding them in and out of her mouth, then gently again around her lips. Between her clit and her sensitive mouth, she was ready to come in almost no time. And watching this cock (hoping that it might belong to Ed), wantonly being rapidly jerked off was all just too much. The orgasm built inside both of them until neither had any control. Ed suddenly stopped his jerking and, feeling the pulsing inside of his loins, carefully tried to aim his first shot into the wine glass, as it had the widest mouth. The first shot rocketed out of his cockhead and just the one shot seemed to make a small lake in the bottom of the glass. He let the second shot spew into the wine glass, too. The wave completely overcame Regina. She seemed to be frozen in the moment. She could not take her eyes off the screen as the cock's owner moved it to the water glass, where shot number three, and shot number four, and then shot number five seemed to fill the water glass at least half way. With each long spurt of semen Regina's orgasm edged up beyond impossible. For shot number six Ed pulled his cock out of the water glass and aimed it into the shot glass. With the one shot he seemed to overfill the entire shot glass! Regina was beyond belief: Was it possible for a guy after five shots of semen to shoot an entire ounce in one spurt? Shot number seven was directed back into the wine glass, as was the next and the next. Shot number ten, now just about at the tail end of his orgasm, was directed back into the water glass. The final shot was just a dribble. Of course, compared to most men, it was like the first or second of a standard orgasm. Then there was a surprise, aiming once again into the wine glass, the cock managed to actually shoot an eleventh shot that ricocheted twice before dropping into the lake in the bottom of the glass. With as much bravado as he could muster, the cock's owner slowly twirled the end of his cock in smaller concentric circles and with a final éclat seemed to shoot a final drop as it pointed directly at the camera. The cock took a very slow bow, the way a knight would bow to a queen. He then prepared to offer his queen nectar of the gods. He took the water glass and slowly poured its contents into the wine goblet. Watching it coat the inner surface of the water glass, Regina was in heaven. As she salivated she could only imagine the glass offered above her upturned face. Now the wine glass looked like one that was filled enough for drinking at dinner. All who had watched this production were awed. Finally, Ed pulled his stunner: He reached over for the forgotten shot glass, and, even with the cum dripping down its side, picked it up and slowly let it pour into the 1/4 full wine glass. Ed had cum as much as five or six mortals. Edward then used his other hand to shut off the camera. He sat down, slowly, feeling tired, but a bit exhilarated. He looked back at Cummer's Corner. There was no activity, none at all! Finally: Cummer: Wow! All hail the new and future king! Vive le roi! Cum4Me: Well, I'm thirsty. Anastasia: Where did you say you're from? Esophagus: Have you ever had a throat job? Want one? Big Mouth: Where are these men when you want them? Hardon: You are one mean shooter, Dr. Dick. And I don't lavish praise on other guys lightly. Cummer: Were you born this way? What is in your diet? Have you abstained for, say, six months? Dr. Dick: Nope, in fact I jerked off this morning. But thank you all. I never really thought about it until a lady friend once told me I come a lot. Then when I saw Cummer, I didn't think it was so much. Anyway, thank you all. Cum Lover: No, good and studly sir, and I mean this for all of those without y-chromosomes here: Thank you. I know not what course others may take, but for me: give me that wine glass or give me a sleeping pill. Good night, all. (Continued)