1 comments/ 75056 views/ 6 favorites Oral Values: Juice Junkie 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.) Though today was going to be quite full, Regina was always one to begin the day without rushing. She had the alarm set extra early to perform her morning ablutions in a relaxed manner. Somehow it helped her control the rest of her day. While enjoying a luxurious bath in the large soaking tub, her mind flashed on Big Mouth's glass measuring cup filled with six-ounces of semen. It reminded her of her youth, here in this country. She was remembering that same year of school after high school, living with the Moore's. She was still a virgin technically, both fore and aft, below the waist. It had only been a few days since she'd tasted her first mouthfuls of cum and she'd gotten immediately hooked. A month after her al fresco outing with her neighbor Mark, he spoke to her between classes. Regina was glad to see him because he was bright, amusing and a sincere and warm guy. Plus he had been letting her suck his cock at least once a day for the past couple of weeks. "Hey, Miss, are you in need of a fix at the moment? I might have a bit of whiz for you if you'd care to imbibe," Mark joked with her walking down the corridor, but softly enough so that no one would overhear. "I have to go see Mr. Eaton so I can't right now, but how about meeting me in the supply closet after lunch?" "Can't. I'm working with the football team to clean up the changing rooms in the gymnasium before tonight's match Plus they've just delivered a lorry-load of new waste bins and they all need to be painted with school colors before being distributed around the school." "Too bad," she pouted, "I was really getting horny - and thirsty." Mark turned and walked away as Regina headed toward Mr. Eaton's office. Just about to knock on his office door, she was startled by the sound of someone running. She turned to see Mark running up to her. "Your cum fascination is brilliant and you know I love your lips around my dick. But I don't feel that the one- or two-a-day doses I'm providing is quite fair to you." He couldn't believe he'd just said that to her. She'd become an absolutely wonderful cocksucker, but it was taking up so much of his time for the past two weeks that his schoolwork had fallen behind. Of course, he would never understand her fascination. He cared about her, though, and all she could talk about was semen. How much he produced, how much other guys produced, how soon he could give her more. It was bizarre, but he loved every minute of it. He thought that if he could provide her with a whole bunch of cum at one time, perhaps she'd feel satisfied, get it out of her system. Then they might be able to really have a relationship. After all she was pretty, slender, had a great smile and the largest jugs he'd ever seen even in the videos and the magazines. She was sweet, enjoyed his sense of humor, was very smart, and clearly liked him - even before he had become her primary cum source. He had a plan that he felt would keep her safe, keep her anonymous, and at the same time it would provide her with dozens of dicks and the thing she cherished most: their cum. "I've got an idea that might just satisfy your cravings for at least a few days. Let's talk after class - and keep your evening plans open," he said as he ran away to the gym. Discussing the plan after the end of last period did not provide Regina with a very secure feeling. It did, however, make her nipples hard, her pussy wet and her mouth salivate. "OK, so, I will be on my knees in one of these brand new, and newly painted trash bins - and these guys are just going to come up and, well, cum. Just like that?" she asked Mark. "That's pretty much the plan," he responded, then, noticing her lack of enthusiasm, continued. "They have a top on them that's rectangular, just like the bottom. They're designed so that the top can only be removed with a special key, and they huge. You'll be comfortable. We'll give you some pillows for your knees. It'll be splendid." "Wait a minute. How do I get in without these guys knowing who I am? How do I get out - with the same concern?" "My thought was," he replied, dismissing these two key issues which he had not yet worked out, "when you're on your knees, your mouth should just come up to the lower lip of the bin's top. Then there's a nine inch opening below. The guys will love to see your wonderful boobs and they can whank off into your mouth. Nothing above it can be seen." "So all they'll see is from my mouth down to my tits?" she asked incredulously. "And you'll have an entire football team's cocks for yourself!" As leery of this proposal as she was, the idea of a few dozen soccer players providing her with semen made her virgin pussy pulse and tingle. She inadvertently moved her thighs together as suddenly she was wet between her legs. This might just work, she thought, but simultaneously she was scared out of her wits. "I'm still a little unclear on this. These guys are going to jerk off into someone's mouth? Why?" "Well, it won't be just your mouth. They'll see your fabulous boobs. The opening will probably extend far enough so that your titties'll be on full view, too, especially when they're looking down. They'll see their dicks, your mouth, your chin and your titties." "But when? Why? How?" she countered. "Look, will you? Just leave everything to me. Trust me," he continued, "I know how m' mates think." With her pussy now flooding her panties and difficulty standing up, Regina knew there was no turning back now. She looked at him with a curious mix of bliss, confusion, trepidation, and fervor. Had she been on a stage directed to show this mix of emotions, for this she would have won an Academy Award. With a prescience belying her almost 19 years, she finally said, "If I were older I'd think it was kinky, wouldn't I? And when I look back at this twenty years from now, I'm going to think, well, what was I thinking? Or, knowing myself the little that I do, I may just replay this tape in my mind while sucking the nearest cock, wishing there were another and another and another and another when the one I'm swallowing has temporarily given up its gifts." "OK, then. Come back to the gymnasium before the other team gets there at, let's say, 5:45 OK?" Regina nodded and ran for the bus. When she arrived home she took a quick shower (Cleanliness in sex is important, she reminded herself!), brushed her teeth and flossed (Who wants to put his dick in a mouth with bad breath and food detritus between its teeth?), and attempted to get some schoolwork done before heading back to the gym. Simultaneously, Mark was ruing his decision. First, there were all the issues around his special relationship with Regina - and her mouth. After all, he had introduced her to the art of blowjobs. He neglected to remind himself that he'd never had one until her lips had enveloped his dick several weeks ago, but that, to a 19-year-old was ancient history. Then there were the logistics. He really wanted to make sure Regina would be safe and no one would know it was she who was providing the night's pleasure. He just couldn't come up with a really rock solid plan. As Regina was just putting on a pretty, lacey bra, one of the few available in the extraordinary large cup sizes that didn't look like it was made for someone's grandmother, Mark went to the Shop teacher and begged a favor. A few minutes later he was running dangerously down the hallway with power tools. Getting off the bus and walking the familiar path to her school, Regina was getting more clear on the evening's agenda. She would open her mouth, they would jerk off (or "whank" as they said here in England), she would receive their cum and she would come. That was the plan: Cum and come. It was getting very simple and glorious. Mark would take care of everything, she trusted. He'd been a close friend, offering his precious liquid whenever she'd wanted for weeks now! She saw him sitting on a chair at the guard station as she entered the school. It was still early and no one was around. He shook his head and said, "I've changed my mind. It's just not going to work." "Not going to work? I'm ravenous. I want my semen," she cried jokingly, thinking he was kidding her. Then, seeing his expression, she asked, "What's wrong? Why won't it work?" "There's no way I can make sure the guys aren't going to go nuts. We're talking testosterone here, one of the strongest elements - if that's what it is - known to man." "Well, there must be something we can do. I mean, I'm here mouth open, ready to suck, waiting for semen." Then pointing to her luscious lips she added, "Look. Plus I wore an almost new bra." With those words, she pulled up her top to expose her 34G bra, lycra with lace trim, her nipples clearly pushing the material out at least half an inch. "I need, I mean I need that cum!" she almost screamed. "Shh. Shh," he attempted to calm her. "I have one idea, but it may not be what you're looking for." "What?" "First of all, it should be completely secure, but you're not going to see much in the way of penises. And I'll bet some of the guys won't cum." She didn't understand, but she was all dressed up with no other place to go (or to come, she thought). She said, "Let's do it." He led her into the girl's changing room. Then he took out a set of keys and opened a small janitorial closet. In the closet among the mops, cabinets of cleaning supplies, and buckets, he had brought in a chair with a cushion and a small television. "I've hooked a small camera in the vent in the boy's locker just above this wall. It's focused just outside this." As he moved back a small, half height cabinet she saw a small hole. She leaned down to peer into it. The hole was cut through this closet's wall and then another was cut into the wall on the other side. Peering closely she could just barely see the boy's locker room. It was brilliant, she thought. "Now between the inside of this wall and the inside of the other is probably 4 or 5 inches. Anyone whose dick actually sticks far enough through this hole is more than worthy of your luscious lips. And I say that as a lover of those selfsame lips." He reminded her that she could see who it was through the small television but that there was no audio, just what she'd hear through the wall. Also, he was going to tell the other team as they were going to be using this locker room, that the lips were those of a skillful professional hired as a present from the home team. He would tell them at the end of the second half, almost an hour and a half from now. As Mark left to take care of the rest of his business, Regina used the loo so that there'd be nothing to do but drink cum later. Since some women would be using the facilities she'd need to remain there until well after the game when Mark would come to get her. Minutes passed in the locked and darkened closet. Eventually she saw the locker room fill with young men she had never seen before. Even with the small grainy picture it gave her the chance to check them out as they passed by the little hole that had some sort of innocuous - "Under repair" - sign over it. She was pleasantly surprised to find that most of the guys had dicks smaller than Mark's or Greg's. But there were a few, including one relatively small guy who had a cock that seemed to extend, soft, halfway down his thigh. She could only sigh and hope. Eventually the game was over. The locker room suddenly lit up brightly and there were a lot of whoops and yells coming from the team. (They must have lost she thought.) But, then she saw Mark explaining something to the visiting team as they were returning from the showers. All of the eyes were wide as everything came to a stop. The eyes were starring at Mark, and then he pulled the sign off the wall. Suddenly, a small light shown through the hole in the closet, almost like a bolt from a laser. As she had been working herself up all afternoon, and especially since the television had displayed all of their beautiful pricks, to Regina the bolt of light was like a cock thrusting down her throat. She had a very sudden, small orgasm, just by the surprised emergence of light. As she saw one of the guys striding up to the hole, stroking his manhood, she remembered her role in all of this. She leaned forward in the chair and waited for his dick to emerge. It never happened. She put her lips down to accept it, but the space between the two walls must have been too deep. He looked on the screen like he was long enough, but nothing appeared from the hole. Another guy who also looked good sized tried and he, too, was a bust. She was now getting concerned on all counts. First, she wasn't going to get to suck any cocks. Second, the guys were going to be angry that he'd built up this event and might make mincemeat out of Mark. Third, and for her the biggest immediate concern: she was thirsty for cum. She looked at the monitor and realized something was happening. The guy she'd seen with the long log hanging down his thigh was walking up to the hole. She next looked down and there was a most glorious round plum of a cockhead sticking well into the closet. She just about fainted, but leaned forward to lick it. Viewing the television from the corner of her eye she could see him nodding his head and smiling. As she took everything she could between her lips and into her mouth she saw his eyes close and his head roll slowly back. A new dick and more cum, was all she could think. Whatever Mark had done, she thanked her stars for his quick wit and his ability to think on his feet. Naming him Mr. Big, she sucked on this new cock for all she was worth. She'd realized that he was in a boy's locker room with bright lights, guys milling about, and no visual stimulation. In addition they'd all just been running about the soccer pitch for the past hour. It would even be hard for her to concentrate on anything with those distractions. So, she sucked him. She licked the head and the sensitive area behind it. She put a lot of pressure on it with her jaw, her teeth carefully encased by her lips and she didn't stop. Slowly, but firmly she moved her mouth to and from the wall opening for several minutes. Soon she began to taste precum. She stopped and licked it up like it was whip cream on a sundae. Then, as the first tastes of precum settled onto the back of her tongue and she could feel the slimy texture on the roof of her mouth, she went back to fucking his dick with her mouth. In and out. In and out. She became a machine and could not stop. All that mattered to her at the moment was her prize, the reward for her efforts and for his: this cock's cum. She had her head just slightly tilted back so her nose wouldn't hit the wall, but she kept moving to and fro for another three or four minutes. Then, even through the wall, she heard a loud moan and felt an amazingly strong shot of semen drench her tongue. It was warm and wonderful and she stopped her movement. She didn't stop her lips from just slightly tightening and loosening on the three or four inches of cock firmly planted in her mouth. She thought that her additional small variations in pressure would bring this cock more pleasure. He spurted at least another seven or eight shots and then he quickly pulled away from the wall. Tensed like a tiger about to pounce on its prey Regina was coming, and coming. As she slowly savored the wonderful taste in her mouth her body just let loose with its orgasmic might and she flooded her panties, not even touching herself, just from the delicious taste and texture of this beautiful cock's gifts. But, there was suddenly new business at hand. Another nicely shaped dickhead was protruding into the closet. Staring more closely she could see that he'd been warming up as he was already dripping precum. As soon as she finished swallowing the mouthful she had, she lapped up this second cock's clear precum and another smaller wave of pleasure overtook her body. She then sucked this second cock for a minute or even less before it too flooded her mouth and she had another mouthful to delight in. The next half hour proceeded this way. She assumed that Mark had eliminated the less lengthy lads and found her only the larger packages. She briefly felt a little disappointed by this, as she still hadn't found any relationship between cock size and cum quantity. She was a little sorry she'd be missing out on all of those additional more normal cocks sized along the top of the bell curve. She put the thought out of her mind as she continued to suck cockheads nonstop for well more than half an hour. By then the light had been turned off in the locker rooms, everything was quiet, and she sat there with one hand in her pussy, the other rubbing alternately her left and right nipples, and remnants of semen covering her chin. She hadn't counted exactly, but she'd guessed she drunk the semen from over a dozen young men. Her mind, racing as usual, then attempted to determine how many she'd missed. She figured a football team must have twenty or twenty-five guys on the team, throw in a few bench warmers and that means she had probably only sucked half the dicks on the visiting team. As satisfied as she was, she was a little disappointed that she really couldn't get any of these cocks deep in her mouth, the way she enjoyed it and the way, from her limited experience, it made them cum in larger amounts. In addition she was disappointed at all the missed opportunities to suck the other cocks that just weren't very long. That's no crime, she thought. They deserved to be sucked, too. And I deserve to drink their wonderful nectar. Suddenly she heard a noise outside the door. Hoping it was Mark, and not the janitor, in the low light she saw the doorknob turn. Mark was standing there, a bit of perspiration on his face, alone, holding a video camera in his hands and some additional paraphernalia. Finally coming back to reality, she smiled at him, said thanks, that she'd had a wonderful time. She thanked him again and hugged him. She then went to kiss him, but he pulled his head back sharply saying, "You know, I'm just not really into kissing the cum from half of their team off your beautiful lips. But you're welcome." They both laughed and then he explained that he had made a deal with the rest of them to show them at least the mouth of the woman who was giving them this treat. He asked her to step out into the main women's locker room where he would shoot her with the video camera just from her lips down as they had initially planned. She figured it would be OK and sat down on one of the benches. Mark then said, "I kind of told them you'd show them your titties, too. You know. Would you mind? I promise we can review the film and if there's anything indicating who this mystery woman is, we'll get rid of it." Regina agreed, removed her t-shirt, and sat back down on the bench. Mark mounted the video camera on a tripod and made sure it was aimed so that the area from her mouth to just below her enormous knockers would be in the picture. "Wait one second," she demanded. She leaned over, pulled a scrunchee out of her bag and affixed it on top of her head, clearing away any of her lustrous hair that might stray into the image. Then she leaned over again and with a teasing look in her eyes, applied the reddest lipstick she had, followed by some additional lip gloss. If they were going to just see her from the lips down, she figured, why not make them as sexy as possible? He started shooting. Regina, not wanting to move too dramatically for fear of exposing her identity, was sitting pretty stiffly. She carefully reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Then, she carefully pulled the bra out, away from her body. Though they were so large, they were very firm in structure and only sagged slightly. Oral Values: Juice Junkie To give them a show, she shimmied just a bit and after they eventually stopped their movements she slowly rubbed and then pulled on her nipples with both hands. It was then, just as she was assuming the night was over, that Mark gave her an unexpected surprise. He reached into his gym bag and brought out a liter plastic water bottle that appeared to be pretty full. Regina knew what it was and smiled her broad, toothy smile, careful to keep her head straight. Mark then uncapped the bottle and handed it to her. She moved the opened top to just under her nose and smelled the combined cum of probably thirty or forty dicks. Mark told her that, though he could only find 14 guys on the visiting team with enough length to reach the promised land through the hole in the locker wall, everyone on both teams had contributed to providing "this very thirsty treat" with her recommended daily allowance of semen. Sure that she would have thrown up in disgust if someone had given her a liter of cum, now at least an hour old, a month or two ago, Regina was truly inebriated by this aroma and the gift itself. She brought it to her lips and tilted the bottle just a little, feeling the first touch of semen slime flow over her lower lip and into her mouth. Though no longer warm, it hit her like a bomb. Her body almost seized up. She looked like she was shivering, her heavy boobs moving in their own seismic rhythm. The orgasm controlled her as she continued to drink, making sure not one drop spilled. Her nipples tingled, her clitoris was surely poking it head out into the world from between her pussy lips and she could feel perspiration in the strangest places as she had now consumed more than three quarters of the bottle's contents. At that point she put the bottle down and knowing that the camera was not recording sound, mouthed towards it "Thank you" slowly, so her appreciation for their efforts would be unmistakable. She capped the bottle and blew a kiss at the camera just before Mark shut it off. "This is going to be the hottest video ever in this school, probably in the entire country." By now, Regina, finally relaxing from her high, emitted two or three surprisingly loud cum burps which caused her to snort and guffaw in a completely unladylike manner. It even shocked her, as she said, "Well, you can take them off the farm, but-" and then she burped again. "You know I've never drunk so much cum, ever. That was amazing. Thank you so much, Mark." "It's getting pretty late, we should get going. I have some editing to do when I get home." "You'll make sure no one will know who this "professional" is, won't you?" she asked him. "Of course, your craziness is safe with me. Besides I realized as I almost came watching you drink all that jizz, I really prefer it when I have you to myself." "Mark, I think you're right, with all of that liquid love bubbling around my stomach I don't think I'm going to be needing large quantities for quite some time. Not that I didn't love it. I think I had almost non-stop orgasms for the past hour and a half. Thank you." They packed up their belongings, left the locker room and, when he'd made sure there were no well-wishers loitering about the school, walked to the bus stop. On the way home both of them were silent, exhausted, and very aroused. Everyone was asleep when they got back to Mark's house. After putting down all their gear in the hallway, Regina knelt down in front of Mark and sucked him. With her knowing technique and her suddenly ravenous need for semen again, as well as his seemingly endless evening erections he came in less than five minutes, both working with difficulty to keep their moans to a minimum. When she got to her own bedroom in the Moore's house next door she quickly put things away, went to the bathroom to see to her bedtime affairs, and returned. As she was about to put out the light she saw the water bottle that she drunk from among her schoolbag items. She was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. She reached over and picked it up. Guessing that there were at least a dozen cock's worth of male orgasmic juice in it, she opened the lid, took a deep breath, enjoying the rarefied aroma, leaned her head back and swigged all that was left. She couldn't remember a better night's sleep. And though it was fifteen year ago, that was also how she felt this morning, the very arousing tale told by Big Mouth, the thoughts about Cummer in his Corner of the OR, and finally the self-realized oral and clitoral stimulants had given her a refreshing night's sleep. She was ready to begin what she knew would be a most challenging day.