2 comments/ 20347 views/ 1 favorites Oral Values: Internet Intercourse 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.) Regina had just logged onto her favorite pornography forum and opened a chat session. In the OR (the Oral Room for those not among the cognoscenti), there was a reasonably intelligent interchange about labia. Were they a source of pleasure in themselves or just there to keep everything contained and protected? She just observed for a few minutes until she noticed that One Footer had been lurking too. Suddenly One Footer opened a new discussion. One Footer: For anyone who wants to discuss something of much more import please follow me to the Deep Throat Corner. Regina, surprised at how it always excited her to log into a live "corner" to chat in real time with other sexual (or at least sexually excited) people. The corners could be created in the OR at any time by anyone with a standing of 3 or greater (on a scale of 1 to 6). The standings were based on the amount of postings. From 1 to 10 you were a "Virgin Mouth," level 1, from 11 to 35 a "Tongue," level 2, and the third level was a Mouth, after that the standards varied based on your own sexual proclivities. After Mouths, there were Throats, Head Hogs, Clit Lickers, Twat Tongues, and so on. It was all in good dirty fun, so who really cared? One Footer was discussing how, because of his altruism, he had helped some seemingly untalented women get his ostensibly eponymous cock down their throats. (Cum Lover has logged in.) One Footer: The main thing is to have her relax. Please Me: She always tells me she's relaxed, but gags anyhow. One Footer: That's because she's not relaxed. Please Me: She says she is. Esophagus: Ya know, Please Me, One Footer's right. She may say it, but she isn't. Have you tired drugs? Please Me: What are you saying? Eso, this is supposed to be a mutually shared experience. Esophagus: I don't mean anything immoral, illicit or even illegal. First, have you tried one of those throat sprays? Please Me: You mean, like for a sore throat? Esophagus: That's the ticket. Those have something that numbs the membranes, at least for a while. That might just have the effect of muting her gag reflex. Then there is something like Valium. I know it requires a prescription, but it would be worth it. No? Please Me: I'll think about it. Now someone told me that she should take a deep breath before... She was almost going to offer her own personal advice when Cummer sent her a private message (or in web parlance, he PMed her). Cummer: Hey there, Cum Lover. How's my favorite sperm sucker? We're in the CC. Cum Lover that was she. It concerned her when she first signed up at the site a couple of year ago. She was apprehensive about her anonymity at first and never posted or even offered anything in the chats. After doing her research about the site she felt pretty confident that her identification would remain forever private she registered as "Cum Lover." It was an appropriate ID. Cummer was a guy who frequented the OR and never ceased to boast of his frequency and mass of sperm production. The sperm sucker moniker was a nickname he called her on occasion. He gave it to her after she had discussed an episode in her life where she had drunk sperm through a straw. Just the memory of that event made her nipples perk up even harder as her tongue slowly licked her lips. The Cummer's Corner was a well-attended place for cum aficionados to discuss their passion. (Cum Lover has joined.) Cummer: So we've been talking about desserts that compliment cum. Your thoughts, CL? Cum Lover: Hello, all. I've always enjoyed those little chocolate cups. Moral Oral: What are those? Cum Lover: They're solid chocolate in the shape of a cup. Some candy companies fill them with peanut butter, but you can buy them empty. Big Dick: I'd fill them for U. Cum Lover: What I've found to be the tastiest treat is to put them in the freezer first. Then when you have a man who wants to help in the kitchen you ask him to fill them for you. Moral Oral: I like the idea of freezing them first. My husband's cum started to melt those chocolate after dinner mint squares almost as soon as he came on them. Loving Lips: We did something similar with chocolate covered maraschino cherries. You see, they're my downfall. Big Dick: Not following, Lips. Huh? Loving Lips: Sorry. This was before I really got into cum. I was a little overweight and it was because of the chocolate covered cherries. My husband, the dear, came up with the idea. Headcase: Hold on, what was the idea? Loving Lips: I always enjoyed sucking his cock. I just didn't like the taste of cum. He suggested I could only eat those chocolate cherries when they were filled with his cum. Moral Oral: So he came in them? Loving Lips: Yeah. I'd bite off the tops and suck out the cherry and its juice. Then I'd suck my husband until he was ready and he'd cum inside the chocolate container. Big Dick: He'd fill it up? Loving Lips: He'd usually fill it and it would overflow. Moral Oral: Nice! Loving Lips: The problem was that I began enjoying them filled with cum. After my husband would peter out, he suggested I ask our neighbors, a bunch of college guys. Big Dick: Very open minded guy. So, what happened? Loving Lips: Well, it didn't work out. I just kept buying chocolate covered cherries; my husband and the college kids kept supplying me with filling. I began going through a box a night. Moral Oral: Bummer for the diet, but that must have been a dozen loads of cum. So you did get into cum? Loving Lips: The diet went the way of my waistline, but my tits grew and my husband loves them even more now. Plus I have six young studs to feed me cum whenever I'm hungry! Big Dick: Lips, that story makes a man proud. What a sense of spirit, people helping one another, sacrificing for the good of cum-munity! After this there were a few LOLs by the group, then Regina began. Cum Lover: You fill any chocolate cherry cups lately, Cummer? Cummer: For you, Lover, I'd fill a coffee pot. This woman I met - and her friends - didn't believe me so I did fill a juice glass for a demonstration the other day, though. Cum Lover: LOL. Now that I'd like to have seen. The pictures in her mind reading this was making Regina very aroused. Pictures of rich white semen shooting into a cup of rich dark chocolate now mingled in with a beautiful breakfast table set with fine linens, silver and crystal, a stemmed juice glass filled with semen. She had to force her mind to return to the screen. Cummer: I do have a gift. Cum Lover: Why don't you tell me about it? Cummer: Well, when I was growing up I saw the other boys in gym and just assumed that we were pretty much all alike. Everyone looked about the same so no one really thought about it. Cum Lover: So when did you first realize that you were so, ah, prolific? Cummer: It wasn't until after my divorce. All the time I was married my wife and I just fucked. She wasn't really into oral or anal sex. I never even thought about how much sperm I produced. Now the dialog had Regina already in an advanced state of arousal. Her pussy was dripping onto the plush terry cloth robe and she was glad to be sitting down. At this moment she just knew her legs would never hold her up. And it almost didn't matter if Cummer was telling the truth or not. The words were making her hot - and the thought of some guy producing so much semen that he could fill a 6 ounce juice glass. Didn't the average ejaculation produce a tablespoon of liquid? Her mind raced: If there were three teaspoons in a tablespoon and four tablespoons in a 1/4 cup... (She did the math and it just wasn't adding up.) ...that means that it would take about a dozen ejaculations to fill a 6 ounce glass. Could this guy actually really produce in one orgasm as much as 10 or more young guys? She'd coaxed cum from a countless number of cocks, but none had ever come that much. It made her head spin, her pussy contract and her mouth salivated even more. Licking her lips in unfulfilled anticipation - and fond memories popping up from her past - she returned her eyes again to the screen. Big Mouth: He could produce it. Cummer: Now that, even I've never heard of. Big Mouth: It was amazing. I remember one night when we actually measured it. He really came five times in one evening, over a five or six hour period. This I can attest to since my mouth did the work for each one. Cum4Me: So each time you pulled his cock out of your mouth and he came in the glass measuring cup, no saliva included? Big Mouth: That's right. I had never seen anything like it. Most guys the first one or maybe two are a mouthful or more, but after that, if they can get it hard - and cum - it's usually a lot less, even a dribble, always to my disappointment. Cummer: So he came five times in an evening and the fifth time was as large as the first? Give me a break! Big Mouth: No, not quite as big, but after the fourth the measuring cup was just over half full. Then I remember watching the fifth one an hour later or so. Moral Oral: And? Big Mouth: I remember since my jaw was really starting to complain. I was glad to take it out and whank him. Aiming it with care into the cup he still managed to add at least another ounce or two. Cum4Me: So the final figure was just under 3/4 of a cup, or just under 6 ounces? One guy in one evening? Amazing. Big Mouth: That's right. It was such a turn-on, seeing all that semen he'd produced. By the time he'd finished that last batch the bulk of it was room temperature, but it retained a wonderful aroma. Taking one hand away from beneath her left breast (where it was pushing up the entire mound so that her tongue could caress the nipple) and the other hand from between her legs (where a river of self-produced pussy juice began to pool beneath her), Regina could only imagine the scene Big Mouth was describing. Cum Lover: So you had a six-ounce glass of cum, then what? Big Mouth: I brought the cup to my lips. As I said, it was cool, at room temperature and had lost some of its allure. However, when you're a cum addict like me even cold cum is magical. I drank a large mouthful. I began to have an orgasm that wouldn't quit. Between the fresh smell of so much of it right under my nose and the slimy texture on my lips I just kept coming. I'd just let the cum drain slowly into my mouth and with nothing touching my body at all (both hands were tightly holding the measuring cup and the guy who'd given me all of this wonderful nectar had collapsed) I continued the longest orgasm I'd ever had. After this last entry the room was silent for a moment or two, everyone trying to visualize this event, a few even participating in some strange, vicarious way. For Regina, and probably Cum4Me and Big Mouth and some of the others, the excitement was palpable. Regina had just had a pretty good orgasm and was thinking that she'd love to meet this guy. Finally, Big Mouth continued. Big Mouth: After draining the entire cup, I became a little nuts, like I was high or something. I scooped the insides of it with my fingers and slurped every bit of cum I could find off of them. Finally I went after his cock. He'd fallen fast asleep, but I saw some cum at the tip of his cock. I bent over and sucked it. I kept sucking even after I'd cleaned up every drop I could find. I was kind of hoping Captain Sperm would wake up and rise to the occasion. But, it wasn't to be. Exhausted from my almost ten minutes of non-stop orgasm I let my body relax and with one hand rubbing each set of my lips I fell asleep with his cock on my cheek. Cum4Me: That's an absolutely amazing story. I think I need to get to bed. I'm exhausted too. Night all. (Cum4Me has logged out.) Big Dick: Bet I know what she's gonna do. Big Mouth: We played around a few other times, mostly with me loving and sucking the cum out his normal looking cock, but then I went off to graduate school and we lost touch. Cum Lover: Sounds like my kind of man. Where do these guys hang out? Big Mouth: You know, I don't think he even realized that he was extraordinary, at least until that night. Guys are not into sharing the way women are. Cum Lover: You're awfully quiet, Cummer. Cummer: I'm just warming up over here. I would go head to head (as it were) with this guy any day. So he fills a 6 ounce measuring cup in 5 orgasms over an entire evening? I bet I could top that. Big Mouth: Yeah, man was it hot - and even when cool, very tasty. Cum Lover: Did you play with it? Blow bubbles? Gargle? Use it as a dip? Big Mouth: What was I thinking? LOL! Seriously, I guess I was less experimental in those days. I was young, only in my early twenties. I thought that simply drinking cum was rather strange. When I told a few of my girlfriends they thought it was gross. Moral Oral: Their loss. I know two other women personally with cum addictions. None of us is ever at a loss for dates, that's for sure. Big Mouth: I was never terribly attractive and have always been what is euphemistically known as "full-figured." But, in some weird way those years sucking cock and loving semen, gave me the confidence to feel that I could do anything. Cum Lover: Sounds like you could be a professional cum taster! Big Mouth: I wish there were such a position. Our luck it would be a low paying job! Cum Lover: So, how has the confidence manifested itself? Big Mouth: Well, I have recently become a model for plus sized women's bras. Cum Lover: Really? Big Mouth: I was online searching for bras in my size since they're rarely in stores and found a legitimate site that was advertising for plus sized models. I sent in some digital photos and they flew me there for a shoot. Cum Lover: Good for you. Congratulations. Cummer: So what size are you? Big Mouth: In my modeling shots I'm wearing 38H or 38I underwires. I actually look pretty nice. They were very kind to not show my waist or anything below. I'm great from the tits up, though! Cummer: So, ladies, I really think I am up to the challenge. This guy of Big Mouth's, has nothing on me. I say I can do a six-ounce glass - in two orgasms. Cum Lover: I know we've chatted about this, but, come on! Are you saying you shoot three ounces of semen in one orgasm? That's three shot glasses. Cummer: Try me. I'd love to see you, Mouth, in or out of those 38I bras. That might get me from three to four ounces. Cum Lover: And you can have how many of these per night? Cummer: Just give me a half-hour and I'm always ready to go. Big Mouth: Well, Cum Lover, I think we have a winner of the You Go To My Head Award! LOL! Cum Lover: Cummer, don't take this the wrong way, but maybe you're exaggerating, just a tad. Cummer: Like I said, ladies, try me! One of these days I'll get a MiniDV and post the footage. You'll see that this is not idle boasting. Big Mouth: This I will want to see. Please PM me when you have the footage. If you'll show me yours I'll show you mine. I'll send you the photos from my modeling shoot, including some that were taken without the bra, if that's an enticement. Cum Lover: I'm always interested in comfortable large cup bras in small band sizes so I'd love to see what you have. And, Cummer, if your equipment can actually do what you say it can (and I really, really think that it is humanly impossible) maybe I can convince Big Mouth that the three of us ought to meet. Cum Lover: Hey, Big Mouth, what do you say? You bring the measuring cup. Maybe for Cummer you should bring a measuring pint! I'll bring the straws! I think I've got one more orgasm in me tonight (Vibrator in twat? Check. Dildo in mouth? Check.) and then I've gotta get to bed. Big Mouth: Yeah, me too. Cum Lover: Big day tomorrow. Keep doing your exercises, Cummer, and let us know when you have the video ready. Ta ta. Big Mouth: It's not that late where I am, but I am entertaining this evening and I have to live up to my moniker. See you. Loving Lips: Great stories. I think I need to find some filling for my chocolate cherries. G'night. (Loving Lips has logged out.) (Big Mouth has logged out.) (Cum Lover has logged out.) Regina, always one to tell the truth, shut down the laptop, walked back into the bedroom and took off her robe, hanging it, open, so the vaginal secretions would have a chance to dry some by the rapidly approaching morning. She removed both the dildo and the vibrator from her luggage, washing them in the sink, and began to employ them for her pleasure. It didn't take long for meaningful results. She moved the vibrator, set on its lowest number, from her very wet vagina up to her clitoris, only slightly pressing on it, and the orgasm began. The dildo she was licking and rubbing on her lips, she slowly pressed deeper and deeper into her mouth. Inch by inch she wetted it with her saliva, finally feeling it come to rest at the back of her throat. She hadn't had a cock there in some time, but tonight's Cummer's Corner discussion had her aching for one. She remembered how much more a man would cum after she'd deep throated him. She thought about the guy Big Mouth described. Then she thought about Cummer. Could he really produce three or more shot glasses full of semen with one orgasm? Could he really do it again after 30 minutes? And again 30 minutes later, all evening? It sounded like she needed to meet this Cummer. Fantasizing about Cummer's penis being in her mouth and not the dildo, she began to press it down into her throat, the soft rubbery prong sliding easily into unexplored territory for most other women. That and the continued pressure of the vibrator on her pussy's clit set her off on an unexpectedly powerful orgasm. In fact, she had been so anxious and so tired and so excited that the orgasm, hitting as hard as it did, almost caused her to pass out. After a few minutes she removed the two lengthy substitutes from her body. Putting them both glistening with her various juices on the nightstand, pulled up the covers and at last slept a very peaceful sleep. The OR was just about to close up for the night too. Cummer: Any other tales of voluminous orgasms or am I king of the heap? Cummer: Anyone? Anyone? (Cummer has logged out).