2 comments/ 24726 views/ 6 favorites Cock Star By: Rubirosa No one knows where he came from. I met him last month. A casual lover called. She wanted me to join them for a drink. It was 2am. She pleaded. She swore I wouldn't regret it. She told me he had a thirteen-and-a-half inch cock. I asked for details. She didn't answer. They were fucking. Fucking trumps talking. She screamed out in orgasm. The phone fell to the floor. Her moans and screams continued. Thirty seconds. Sixty. Two minutes. My clit throbbed. I hung up without saying goodbye, donned a trench coat over my lingerie like some clichéd centerfold, and ventured out into the cool night air. Saturday night. Adventure time. Two years without cock. Forbidden fruit for determined lesbians. Sooner or later, we succumb to what we want, not what we know. She did not answer the intercom. There was a fire escape. Her window was shut. Hopefully unlocked. The moans could be heard from the street. Her window was shut. I climbed the stairs to her floor. The light was off. The fuck was on. I pushed open the window. The frame creaked loud. No response from inside. The bed creaked louder. I take a seat. They heard nothing. My own private sex show. Alexa: 34D-24-36. Jessica Rabbit made flesh. The Mystery Man: TBD. The room is dark. He is backlit by a 72" plasma. Details emerge slowly when they change positions. He is a big boy: six foot six; bodybuilder biceps; abs no mortal can acquire. He thrusts forward. His ass ripples with muscle. He is a hulk. He is a hunk. Alexa climaxes multiples. She goes off like a pinball machine. Bonus! Multiball! Tilt! Alexa is silent. Game over. Orgasmic K.O. His hips slow from fourth to second gear. He looks up. I flinch. My trench coat is open flasher-wide. My fingers are gash-buried knuckle-deep. He smiles. Caught with your hand in the nookie jar. Tsk, tsk. His glance is brazen. He acts casual. The situation is routine. Two bi-babes. One stud. You've got balls, friend. But do you have the cock to back it up? He pulls out of K.O'd Alexa. One slow inch at a time. Drumroll please...The rumors are true. He is porn-sized. He is a human stallion. He is getting out of the bed. No introductions. He closes in for a kiss. I am on my back in twenty seconds flat. Flash forward two months. Samson is in my bed. He is four hours late. I sulk. Two years without cock is a breeze. Two weeks without Samson is a bitch. He has other women. He has liaisons. He has reverse gangbangs. He has no secrets. His smartphone vibrates constantly. Sexting occurs 24/7. I've seen his contact list. Staggering in quantity and quality. Models. Porn stars. Celebutantes. Females are ID'ed with nude photo and measurements. Dates, names, and places blur within days. We have no relationship. We have an understanding. He trusts me with his phone. Check out my contact list. Pick a girl. Any girl. I'll call her. We'll have a threesome tonight. Can't decide between Carmen or Carla? I'll invite them both. He fucks Carla. He fucks Carmen. He fucks me for the finale. The finale of the first round. Typical guy date: five hours of talk/five minutes of sex. Samson date: five minutes of talk/five hours of sex. I don't know his favorite color. I don't know his birth date. I know the taste of his sweat. I know his erogenous zones. He doesn't call. His voicemail is full. Three weeks. No cock. I stew. Detective work. I call Alexa. She knows nothing. She says she met him through her girlfriend. They had a threesome. Her girlfriend's girlfriend: Threesome. Her gf's gf's gf: Threesome. No fixed address. No employer. No Facebook. Just introductions and seductions. Other girls call me. Wherefore art thou Samson? They ask the same questions. Possible guesses: Eurotrash playboy, gigolo, porn star. Craziest theory: He drums in a rock band. They are touring Japan. Hates music but loves groupies. He get laid like a cock star. Months pass. I try other men and dildos. No sale. I hook up with his girls. We do role games. I play Samson with an oversized strap-on. Diverting but unremarkable. I skim Wikipedia. 1200 A.D. A legendary warrior is born. Samson conquers armies by day. He conquers women by night. He liberates harem slaves in Arabia. The concubines ask him to be their new sultan. Samson politely declines. He has too many lovers back in Europe. Or maybe on tour in Japan. I miss him. I miss our fucking. Concerned girlfriend: "He wasn't your boyfriend." Shrink: "There was no emotional investment." There was. The sex was pure. A multiple orgasm is emotional. Squirting is emotional. Getting fucked all night is emotional. Drunken pickups from a bar are not. Perfection is measured in moments. I had it for quite a few. Cock Star Episode 01 I slumped into the couch in my trailer. It had been a good show. I was still sweating from all the onstage theatrics. This show - L.A. - was the last date on my band's national tour, and I was relieved to be done. Partly, because the bank I made from this tour alone could buy me a fucking country. But mostly, because the tour bus made a mad dash from city to city in the last five shows, leaving hardly an hour to fuck the locals. This was the longest I had gone without at least getting my dick sucked since my first album dropped five years ago. I felt like my hard-on was gonna rip through my jeans - like the little fucker from Alien. On my way backstage, I had passed a throng of rock sluts reaching for me from behind a velvet rope. I handpicked a couple of bitches, and pointed them out to my assistant. I figured they'd be coming to the trailer to fuck any minute. "One of these days," I thought, "I'm just gonna ask for a bigger trailer, and let all them bitches back here." After a couple of minutes, I grew overeager, and popped one of the Viagras I had my assistant pick up. Probably a bad idea with my raging wood, but I liked how the drug let me drop bigger loads. I was ready to fucking smother these girls. Then I pocketed the little medicine bottle of Viagra. A knock on the door. The first girl cracked the door and peeked her head in. "You here to fuck?" I asked. She bit her lip and shyly nodded. I waved her in. She shut the door behind her and stood just inside the trailer. Typical suburban rock slut. Maybe 22. Dyed blonde hair in braided pigtails down to her tits. An upturned little button nose. She was wearing beige Uggs boots and a black miniskirt. Her thong was pulled up above the waist of the skirt. She had huge fake tits. Maybe that's why I chose her. Silly, really. I had no intention of cumming on those tits. I loved cumming on the faces of huge-knockered bitches. They get so used to dudes cumming on their tits. The cum and the look on their faces - priceless. There were little stretch marks in her white baby-tee, as if those beasts were trying to escape or something. She was still biting her glossed lip and grinning to make two cute little dimples. "You want ME to fuck YOU?" I asked. The dimples disappeared. She put on a spoiled little pouty face. "You don't want to?" "No, I'll fuck you. But you gotta do some shit for me first." Her smile returned. She dropped her purse by the door and started walking slowly towards me. Without a word, she knelt down between my legs at the foot of the couch. She ran her fingers down the my legs, then unzipped me and pulled out my cock. She started lapping my shaft with her tongue. Then in one slow motion, she licked from the base to the tip and put her mouth over the top. She bobbed her head on the dick and gave half-assed little moans. Not much more than the head of my cock was disappearing. I was starting to feel buyer's remorse. The second girl came in without knocking. I took my frustration out on her. "You're late," I said as she shut the door. She regarded the blonde ditz on my rod, but didn't seem too surprised. "I'm really sorry," she said as she hurried towards the couch. I stood up and the ditz's mouth followed. I grabbed the second girl's hand as she approached, and spun her around as if we were dancing, to check her out. She had a ring in her eyebrow, and the side of her lip and a barely visible little silver stud in her nose. Short brown hair made up into a punky faux-hawk. She wore thick-rimmed emo glasses, a vintage tee, tight torn jeans, and of course, converse All-stars. "Strip," I said, idly grabbing the ditz by the back of the head and trying to push her a little deeper. The punk chick quickly took her glasses off and pulled her shirt over her head. She was skinny as all fuck. Probably bulimic. It didn't help her tits. B's maybe. Each nipple was pierced with a little stud. Before she had completely taken off her shirt, I reached over and pinched the left tit and jiggled her breast. She recoiled a little with her shirt over her face. Surprised, I guess. When the shirt was finally off, she looked around for a place to put her glasses. "Glasses on," I said. As she started to undo her belt, I looked her over, "Shoes on too." Soon enough she was down to just her shoes and argyle socks and glasses. I grabbed her behind the head and pulled her toward me. She fell and made a little whimper as her knees hit the carpet. I pulled my cock out of the ditz's mouth and it made a little popping noise as it passed her lips. "Suck," I said, and clenching the punk chick's head with both hands, I pushed her mouth onto my cock. I was pleasantly surprised to feel a little tongue ring in there. I pushed deep and unlike the amateurish ditz, she followed deep. I didn't thrust. I just kept pushing her mouth deeper with my hands. Eventually my entire cock was in her throat. He nose was smooshed against my stomach and I could feel her glasses tickling my pubes. So then what does this bitch do? She sticks her tongue out and tries licking my balls with this huge cock in her throat. I was in love. I could tell she was down for anything, so I went nuts. With one hand still pressing hard on the back of her head, I reached down and grabbed the little stud in her tongue. Now she wouldn't dare leave my cock. But then again, it didn't look like she was in any hurry. Slowly, I took my other hand off her head, and when I was sure she'd stay put, I used it to pinch her nose shut. I threw my head back and grinned. I knew it would only be a matter of moments before she slapped 'uncle' on my leg. I wanted to soak this moment up. But nothing. For a full half a minute, she just sat there without moving. Then, as her eyes began to water, she lifted a hand from her knee. "Here we go, it's over," I thought. But her hand went to her clit. And for a full breathless minute, she played with herself with my cock in her throat. All the while, the ditz just sat there and stared in disbelief at the punk chick. Dumb bitch. I wanted to slap her. So when the punk chick finally tapped out I did. I slapped the ditz lightly on the cheek with my palm. "Do something," I said. Her face grew all pouty again, "what do you want me to do?" Meanwhile, the punk chick was gagging and trying to catch her breath between dry heaves and coughs. But her fingers never left her clit. What a champ. My hands were all sticky from the Bed Head in the punk chick's hair. I wiped them on the ditz's shirt and gave those huge fake tits a squeeze. I grabbed the ditz's hand and abruptly shoved it down by her cunt. She got the idea. She started rubbing her clit and biting her lip and moaning and making a big production out of it. Then I quickly undid my belt and dropped my pants around my ankles. I held my dick up with one hand, and with the other grabbed the ditz by the back of the head. I pushed her mouth onto my balls. She didn't seem happy. They were still salty and sweaty from the show. She pushed back and her face grew all pruney from the taste. I was growing impatient with the bimbo. So was the punk chick. With her breath recovered, she pushed the ditz out of the way and started sucking on my balls. The ditz lost her balance and fell to the floor. "What the fuck, bitch?" She screamed. The punk chick ignored her and looked up at me. She was sucking on my right ball and running her tongue all over it in her mouth. When the ditz returned to her knees, the punk chick began reaching around for her with her right hand. She kept her mouth on my balls and her eyes on my face, so she couldn't see the ditz. When the punk chick's hand finally found her, she slapped the ditz'd face hard, then grabbed the ditz by her left pigtail and tugged. The ditz just repeated, "What the fuck ,bitch?" She was fucking infuriating. I grabbed her other pigtail, and together we tugged the blonde toward my left ball. This time she was more receptive, although she was still cringing from the taste. The salt got them both salivating. I could see drool trickling down their chins. The blonde took the initiative, and starting stroking my shaft with her hand. At least she was good for something, I thought. I had them play with themselves and worship my balls like that for a long time, until the drool was swinging from their chins and dropping on their tits. Briefly, I let the blonde off my left ball to take off her shirt. But I told her to keep her shoes on, and I held her head against my ball as she tried to take off her skirt and thong. She had to hop on her knees to get each garment under them. And once they were around her ankles, she kept toppling as she tried to get them over her ridiculous Uggs boots. The punk cunt laughed cruelly at the blonde's struggle with my balls still in her mouth. "That felt good," I said. "Laugh some more." She laughed slowly and obnoxiously into my ball, "Hmm Hmm Hmm," and pointed at the ditz with her thumb. She mumbled something. I think it was, "get a load of this nerd," but it was hard to tell. Eventually, I felt the urge to cum. "You want my cum, bitches?" Each looked up into my eyes and nodded. "Mmmhmm," they said into my nuts. The blonde left my nut. She scooted closer and cupped her hands beneath her breasts, offering them for me to cum on. Who the fuck does she think she is, I thought. I knew right then and there that it wasn't going to be enough to cum on the ditz's face. I was gonna cum this conceited bitch's eye. I stroked my cock with the punk chick still on my ball and let the ditz believe she'd take it on the tits. The ditz made all kinds of attempts at sexy faces, licking and pouting her lips, and periodically juggling her tits up and down. When the punk chick left my ball, she stayed low. She opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out. She wagged it back and forth for a second. A pushed her head against the ditz's breast. She kept her eyes on me, and out of the corner of her mouth, used her long tongue to lick the ditz's tit. I sat there for a second, beating off and regarding the scene. What else did it need? I grabbed the ditz's left pigtail and put it in her mouth. Now it was picture perfect. I brought myself as close to climaxing as I possibly could. The punk chick smirked. She knew exactly what was going to happen next. Closer, closer, till I was just about to cum. Then in one quick motion, I grabbed the ditz's free pigtail, and pulled her down hard. Before the dumb bitch could figure out what was happening, I unloaded a fucking rope of hot cum into her left eye. She gasped and began screaming, "Oh my g-ughugh." The second load shut her up. I shot it down her open mouth while she was screaming. She bent over and choked on the cum in her windpipe. She wasn't going anywhere, so I turned my attention to the punk chick. The third squirt left a white, gooey line extending from her cheek, over her glasses, and up past her forehead into her hair. She quickly pointed at her mouth and folded her tongue into a little cup. "If you're lucky," I thought. I leaned forward and put the tip of my dick half an inch from the uncovered lens of her glasses. When I squirted again, it worked exactly like I had hoped. The load deflected hard off the rim of her glasses. Part of it smeared down the front of the lens, but most of it gooped down behind her glasses and welled in her eye. She blinked rapidly, with little dewdrops of cum stuck to her eyelashes behind the glasses. I was surprised when she seemed to love this. "Oooh," she moaned, and started to rub her clit faster. The bimbo had stopped coughing momentarily, and was pushing herself up to her knees again. The cum was thick like glue, and had stayed on her face the whole time. I caught her off guard again, and shot her square between the eyes. It draped down both sides of her nose, adding to the huge pool of cum in one eye, and making a new smaller pool in the other. The bitch was fucking blinded. With the last of my cum, I turned back to the punk bitch and gave her what she wanted. I unloaded into her cupped tongue, and she held it there, winking with one cumblasted eye, and staring at me ravenously with the other. She rolled her tongue back into her mouth and swallowed, smacking her lips and giving a satisfied, "Ahhh" when she opened her mouth wide again to show me. "All gone," she giggled. The blonde bitch wasn't quite as happy. At least she knew enough not to wipe the cum out of her eye. She just sat there with her eyes shut and her mouth all pouty as the cum oozed as slow as molasses down her face. The cum surprise had started her hiccuping. It was fucking adorable. I regretted missing her forehead, so I turned and squeezed a last little drop to christen it. I used my dick to smear the drop like finger paint all over her forehead. When the little drop was stretched thin, I decided she needed more up there, so I dipped my dick in the pool of cum around and in her eye and started painting again. The punk chick chuckled. Eventually when I was satisfied that the ditz's forehead was sufficiently covered, I started shoveling cum from the pools in her eyes into her mouth with my dick. "Say aaaahhh." She obediently swallowed each time. It was a shitload of cum, so this took almost five minutes. And when I had fed her enough that she could finally open her eyes, I turned to the punk chick and started shoveling the loads on her face into the bimbo's mouth. I needed to get at the cum behind the bitch's glasses, so I took them off her face and had the ditz lick them clean. Aside from a trail of cum which I left to harden in the punk chick's hair, everybody was finally clean again. But something was missing. "Right," I thought, "the floor." I vaguely remembered the trail that went into the punk chick's hair going over her head. Somewhere, there was cum on the carpet. Waste not, want not. I walked behind the girls and pored over the carpet behind them like a detective looking for clues. Eventually, I found it, a little goopy pool a full three feet behind the brunette. Keeping with tradition, I felt the blonde should be the one to eat it. I grabbed her pigtails and walked her on hands and knees over to the little cum pond. "Suck it up." She looked at me pleadingly, "I thought you were going to fuck me." The punk chick, who was looking over her shoulder and still fucking rubbing her clit grew impatient. "What the fuck is wrong with you. Just suck it up." Slowly, the blonde lowered her head like an animal drinking from a river. Her tongue shook as she hesitantly picked some of the cum with a lap of her tongue. It was a big pool. I helped her out by shoveling the rest on my cock and stuffing it in her mouth. "Don't swallow," I said, as I pulled out. Amazingly, my dick was still erect. My balls were aching. I walked the blonde over to the brunette and ordered, "feed her." I was conflicted on this. I was worried the bulimic bitch would just throw the cum up later. Judging from her body, even that little pond of cum would be like thanksgiving dinner. I finally decided it was for the best if the blonde fed it to her. She needed as much food as she could get. The brunette knelt low and opened her mouth straight up like a feeding baby bird, shaking all the while and rubbing her clit hard. The blond held her loosening pigtails back and leaned over the brunette. Slowly, she let the cum drip from her mouth. It began to come down in one long drooly string. Suddenly, the blonde hiccuped and accidentally let the whole load drop out of her mouth. It splashed on the punk's face and glasses. The punk growled, "Bitch, he said FEED me." "I'm sorry I couldn't help it." I pretended to be upset. I walked over to the blonde and held her chin in the palm of my hand. I lifted her face up and started clubbing it hard with my dick. She turned away so that my dick would only hit her cheek. I smacked her cheek a few times before turning her face toward me again and holding it there in my hand. I slapped and slapped and she hiccuped and hiccuped. Her skin was growing red in places from minutes of slapping. I was so distracted with my little beat down, that I hadn't realized the punk had risen from her knees. She came around me and stood behind the blonde. Still furiously rubbing her clit, she straddled the blonde's head, and pressed her inner thighs against the bitches ears. Both girls started moaning, one from pleasure, the other from pain. Suddenly, the punk cunt, closed her eyes, and started shrieking and quaking. She rubbed and rubbed and began squirting. It dripped down the ditz's face and little splashes came up where my dick clubbed. The blonde was squirming, but between the brunette's legs and my hand, we had her in a headlock. Suddenly, a clicking sound. I looked up to see a girl standing in the open doorway. She was mindlessly chewing gum, and she stared petrified from beneath her long amber bangs like a deer caught in headlights. She was holding a pen against a clipboard and wore a headset. A little tag on her gray polo shirt read, "Event staff: Madison." I was fuck-crazy from the Viagra. I waddled across the room with my pants still around my ankles. As I approached, she looked down at my cock then back up at me, still speechless, her gum smacking. This is your lucky day, I thought. But I said nothing. I didn't close the door. I just grabbed her by her long straight strawberry-blonde hair and violently pulled her face down to my cock. She dropped her clipboard and pen and was able to put her hands against my legs in time to keep her balance. Her legs were straight. Her ass was in the air, and her head was low. For a brief moment, she closed her lips. I wedged my cock between them and thrust hard. Her mouth opened. Her throat opened. No resistance. Maybe she was still in shock, but she was just letting me use her mouth. So I fucked her face hard. Still no noise. Just the wet slapping sound of my cock entering and re-entering her throat. I could feel her chewing gum jostling around in there every time I thrust. The little black mic extension from her headset would periodically brush my leg or balls. I couldn't see her face. Just the back of her head as I fucked it from below. I heard the wet tapping of drool against her clipboard. I momentarily thought to look back at my other sluts. The punk chick still had the bimbo in a headlock. The bimbo's makeup was smeared from our collective cum. It made her look as if she had been crying. Maybe she had been. There was still fluid running down the bimbo's face. It couldn't still be cum. Piss maybe? She was turning out to be quite a filthy little bitch. I summoned her over to me. She released the pressure on the bimbo's head. The bitch collapsed to the ground as the punk chick walked across the room, still dripping down piss down her leg. She submissively knelt beside me without a word, and began playing with herself again. That fucking clit must be rubbed raw by now, I thought. Madison still hadn't made a noise since entering the room. Maybe she was mute? I wanted to find out. I grabbed a handful of her hair, and quickly stepped out of the way of her fall. She gave a soft whimper as the hair went taut and I suspended her by her hair alone. Unsure what to do with her hands, she crossed them behind her back. Bingo. Another cock-starved whore. "Kiss," I commanded. The punk chick inched under Madison and sat on her haunches, kissing the bitch's mouth deep. I sandwiched my cock between their lips and started thrusting. Their two mouths felt like a pussy rubbing against my dick. I loosened my grip on Madison's hair and she fell forward a little. The li- cunt tightened, like I had hoped. I looked back. The ditz was still lying on the ground, exhausted and hiccuping. I got bored of the lip sandwich, so I pulled out and let go of Madison's hair. She went toppling into the punk chick and they fell in a pile on the carpet. I waddled over to the bimbo, grabbed her by the shoulder and propped her up. She was sitting on her ass looking up at me. "Will you fuck me now?" She asked, "Please?" Cock Star Episode 01 I chuckled, "Not at this rate." "Well, what do you want me to do?" I fucking hated all these bitches that came in here just so they could say they fucked a rock star. I wanted to make her earn it. I stepped up to her face and started whacking her like a pinata with my cock again. "Take it," I said. She began to turn her cheek to me, so I slapped it with my hand. "I said take it, bitch." Slowly, she turned her face back to me and I slapped and slapped. "Fuck you, you smug cunt," I said, "you wanna fuck me, you earn it." For some reason, this was the final straw. She threw her hands up and groaned. "Fuck this," she said, rising to her feet. She began storming around the room looking for her clothes. I shrugged and waddled back to the two dogpiled bitches. I knelt down and started smacking the redhead with my cock instead. She took it much better. Maybe because she was pinned to the ground by the punk chick's body. The punk chick slowly rolled off Madison and out of nowhere, started laughing. I took a moment from smacking Madison to see what was so funny. The bimbo was in a panic. Her clothes were nowhere to be found. "What the fuck did you do with my clothes," she screamed. The brunette was still laughing. She looked at me and winked, then nodded toward the window. I started laughing myself. Somewhere along the line, this bitchy psycho had thrown the bimbo's clothes out the window of my trailer. I laughed, "alright, alright. I just feel bad for you now. If you want, I'll fuck you." The blonde bitch perked up, "Really?" "Yeah, and you can brag to all your fucking friends. Now get over here." Suddenly enthusiastic, she skipped over to me. She quickly got on her hands and knees, and turned her ass toward me like a dog in heat. She looked over her shoulder at me eagerly. I grabbed the psycho bitch and madison by their hair and walked them on their hands and knees over to the bimbo. I put each on either side of her ass. Again, my hand was sticky from the punk's hair products, so I pulled Madison's shirt over her head and wiped my hands clean. Suddenly inspired, I balled the shirt up and threw it out the window. Madison didn't even blink. She just smiled. I couldn't wait to fuck that mouth again, but first I had to shut that needy ditz up. I took off Madison's headset and threw it against the wall. "Heads on her ass. Face me." They complied. "Open your mouths wide. Keep them that way." Immediately their mouths opened. Somebody trained these sluts right. I lined up my cock to the bimbo's cunt. Then without warning,I thrust as hard as I could. She shrieked. She wasn't turned on at all, and the dry little cunt felt like an asshole. But not for long. After a few pumps, the pussy was loose and wet and disappointing. Too many dicks fucked this chick too often. I was going to need something tighter if I was gonna cum a second time. I got bored of her loose pussy quick, and pulled out to fuck the other bitches' faces on her ass. Madison, then the punk. Back and forth. Eventually I just started switching right from one throat to the other with each thrust. Drool seeped down the ditz's ass cheeks. I stuck my slobbery dick back into her cunt, but it was still useless. I pointed at each of the mouths with my dick, "You, spit on her asshole. You, suck." I sat there watching the punk hock big loogies onto the bimbo's asshole, while the strawberry blonde sucked. This was the first time she was in control of how deep my cock went since she stumbled in on us. She went deeper than the blonde, but not by much. I let her suck it for about ten seconds before giving up and pushing her face away. "Spit," I told her. Both girls took turns spitting onto the ditz's ass, for about a minute before the dumb bitch finally figured out what was going on. "Wait, you're not gonna fuck my ass are you?" I didn't answer. The punk chuckled and hocked. "Wait a second, wait -" Again, I took her with a powerful first thrust, this time right up her saliva soaked asshole. She arched her back and screamed. I could tell right away, that the fucking slut was an ass virgin. I couldn't believe that the slutty bimbo with the cavernous cunt had still never been fucked in the ass. It was tight, tight, tight. After a few thrusts, it started to loosen again, so I pulled out. The punk shoved Madison out of the way to be the first to suck the ass off my dick. But Madison fought back. She pulled the punk's hair. Before I knew it, they were catfighting over my cock. It was hot for a second. Then I left them fighting and went around to the bimbo's front. "Suck your ass off it," I said. I pressed it against her lips, but she kept them shut like a child rejecting baby food. "Clean my dick," I said. She turned her head, her lips tightly pressed. I knew it was just a matter of time. I kept my cock pressed against her closed lips. 3, 2, 1. Like clockwork, she hiccuped, and I slammed my cock into her open mouth. I grabbed her pigtails when she tried to pull away. I pulled them hard and started fucking her mouth harder than I had ever fucked anything. She was so bad at taking a cock. It was fun. Her gag reflex kept going off, and her throat would squeeze around my cock. She gagged and breathed in desperately through her mouth around the sides of my cock. She burped and then gagged again. I kept at it until she seemed right on the verge of puking. Then I pulled out, and walked back to her ass. She was heaving and spitting on the carpet trying to get the taste of ass from her mouth. I grabbed each of the other bickering girls by the hair, and shoved their faces sideways back onto the bimbo's ass. I held them there as I entered the ditz's ass again. Between painful moans and dry heaves, she was barely able to mutter, "You motherfucker." I took turns going ass to mouth with the other girls. It seemed to calm them down. The ditz still cringed whenever I entered her ass, but she didn't seem to dislike the idea of it. I guess to her, getting fucked in the ass by a rockstar still meant getting fucked by a rockstar. Pretty soon, I threw the ditz's cunt into the rotation. Ass, mouth, cunt, mouth, mouth, ass, cunt. I just gave one thrust to whichever hole I felt like. It was like whack-a-mole. Generally, I had the bitches clean my cock with their mouths before going to the ditz's cunt, but that wasn't really a steadfast rule. I don't think the blonde could tell what order I was going in, but then I'm not sure she cared any more. At long last, she was dispirited and tamed, resigned to just fucking obey my debauched ass. I wanted to test this theory. I thrust into her cunt, then deep into her ass. I pulled out and the tight little ass puckered around my dick. I could smell my nasty-ass cock. I walked over and fed it to her. She took it in that pouty mouth like a good little bitch. I smiled. She was still my least favorite twat, and I was sure I'd abuse her more for it. But at least now she wouldn't fight me every step of the way. I went back to her ass and decided to mix up the whack-a-mole game. I turned the punk around and started fucking her snatch. I wasn't surprised to find that she was somewhat tight. She was a tiny little waif. I put Madison 69ing underneath the punk, cos I loved fucking her mouth, and cos I figured the punk, unlike the bimbo, might actually cum if she got her cunt licked. I wouldn't mind seeing the new girl's face covered in the punk's squirt too. Then I started up again, ass, mouth, cunt, ass. Whenever I fucked the punk, I fish-hooked my fingers around her gums or held her by her arms. I wouldn't want to get my hands all Bed Heady again. Eventually, I'd run around to fuck the blonde or the punk's face a little. Unlike the other two, the blonde always got it straight from someone's ass. I liked the view of the punk's argyle socks. But I missed looking at her glasses. I went up and took them off her face, and put them on Madison's. From the looks of it, both were basically blind now. There, I thought, much better. Like clockwork, the punk bitch came from Madison's muff diving. It squirted hard from her and splashed on the new girl's face. The blonde looked over her shoulder, and as she pouted her lips yet again, you could tell she remembered her own time in the punk's line of fire. The brunette quaked and squirted while I fucked her and Madison licked, and Madison - who was turning out to be quite a freaky bitch herself - opened her mouth and tried to catch a little of the squirt. This freaky shit suddenly made me regret not having fucked Madison yet. So I took the glasses off her face, brought them over to the blonde, and started fucking ass to pussy on Madison. I took a couple more stabs at the forward-facing girls' throats before finally gathering all three on their knees. I put the blone's mouth on my left ball, the punk's on my right, and Madison's on my cock. That fucking mouth. Madison's tongue wasn't pierced like the punk's. But there was something indescribably delicious about fucking this cum dumpster's face. I thrust hard down to her tonsils, and with every thrust, the other girls stuck with my balls and were brought along for the ride. It had been a while since I'd done anything especially rude to the blonde. She came in here acting like a fucking spoiled princess. Now that she was a timid little cock waittress, I just had to do something else nasty to her. And quick. I could already feel the cum welling up in my balls. It wouldn't be long before I blasted on these girls again. And like before, I'd want it to be picture perfect. A little light bulb went off in my head. I grabbed one of her pigtails like a leash, and led her behind me. She marched back there on her knees. I took the glasses off her face, then I stuffed her face in my ass. "Lick," I said. And for the first time all night, she obeyed without a second thought. I put the glasses on Madison. The greedy punk cunt tried fitting both of my balls in her mouth once the blonde was gone. She was having a little trouble seeing without her glasses, so I helped her fold the second ball in. I held the blonde's face against my ass, and when I thrust into Madison's throat, she followed like the punk on my nuts. "Hum," I said to the punk. I was pleasantly surprised when she started humming the tune to one of my songs into my balls. "Come on, you all know the words," I said. The blonde started singing the words, but with her tongue on my ass, it sounded like she was singing with her tongue stuck to a flagpole. Madison struggled to mouth the words around my fat cock. Chubby bunny, chubby bunny, I thought. I waved my fingers as if conducting a symphony. The three girls sounded retarded and the vibrations felt great. I thought about how I wanted to cum. While I loved Madison's mouth, I decided I wanted to cum in her strawberry blonde hair, so I made her switch places with the punk. She eagerly started licking my balls all over, like jawbreakers. I brought the blonde around front again, and smooshed her cheek to cheek with the punk. I considered giving her the punk's glasses. But I kinda wanted to nail the eye I missed last time. I gave the punk back her glasses. Up close, I could see where the cum had dried from before on the first two girls' faces. I had made the blonde clean the cum off them with her tongue, but the punk's glasses were still blurry. Madison had unzipped her jeans, and was playing with her clit. As I looked around, I realized all three girls were playing with themselves without my prompting. Madison and the blonde were just as into it as the punk had been before, though I really doubted the blonde would cum. For good measure, I pulled my balls out of Madison's mouth momentarily to reach down and smack her face with my dick. Then her hard nipples. Then back up to her face. She stuck her tongue out, and I smacked it hard. "Tongues out." I said to the other two girls. I smacked across all three girls' faces and tongues and eyes and cheeks and foreheads like an elaborate drum fill. I put both of my balls in Madison's mouth and felt something odd. I realized that after all this face-fucking, she still had that piece of gum in there. Perfect, I thought, that would come in handy later. I took each of the blonde's now ratty braided pigtails and put them in the her mouth and the punk's mouth. They held them there with their teeth. Then I stood up and considered my firing range. It still needed something. My pants were still around my ankles, so I had to waddle over to the trailer's kitchenette. Madison tried to stay with my balls as I walked, waddling on her knees behind me. The other two girls stood perfectly still except for the furious rubbing below, ready to take my load. Just ready. Not begging, necessarily. Not yet. I rifled through a gift basket the concert venue had provided. Maybe I could cum on cheese and crackers and make them eat it? No, that was silly. I wanted the cheese and crackers for myself. Champagne, bottled water, chocolate. Not much of use. But then, eureka! I plucked the christmas-present bow from the basket, and waddled back as Madison tried to lick my balls on the move. Then I stuck the bow on top of the blonde's head. She looked up without moving her head. Madison caught up, got underneath the girls, mouthed my balls and began humming again. If it wasn't for the sack in her mouth, it sounded like she might have a pretty voice. I realized the entire time she was here, she hadn't said anything without mumbling with a cock or balls in her mouth. I looked down and saw she had pulled my balls into her cheeks. She looked like a squirrel saving up for winter. She started purring. I supposed I was ready to cum, but I felt like smacking the bimbo a couple more times. So I did. She stood there and took it. I reached down and squeezed both of her fake tits at once. I squeezed them hard, and wondered if they might even pop. She closed her eyes and gave a little squeak, but didn't move. I held her right boob by the tit and smacked it against Madison's cheek a couple of times. Then I flopped the left boob onto Madison's head. A nice last minute touch, I thought. Since the bimbo first came in, we had been fucking and sucking and slapping for nearly four hours. More than enough time to build up a respectable second load, I thought. Little did I realize. As I slowly came to climax, I began to realize something was different. I felt a slingshot pressure in my balls and knew already that this was going to be big. Maybe it was all the ball sucking that got me so juiced. Or maybe the Viagra hadn't completely kicked in by the time I nutted the first time. But somehow, this load was going to be even bigger than the first, I could feel it. "I've got a lot of cum in here for you cunts," I said, "But you've gotta want it. "Who wants it?" Almost simultaneously, all three raised their free hands, like schoolchildren. I could feel Madison saying "me, me!" Into my balls. "Beg me for it," I said. The ditz dropped the pigtail from her mouth and started panting, "please, oh my god, please. I need your cum." I couldn't believe it. She actually looked kinda turned on. I picked up the pigtail and stuffed it back into her mouth. So she just pointed at herself over and over again. I turned to the punk bitch, who had put her hands together, praying for my cum. Her eyebrows were raised. She looked fucking desperate for my load. I noticed that this was the first time her fingers had left her clit in a long time. Last but not least was Madison. You could tell she wanted to fucking eat it. She kept raising her head to get in the line of fire and steal it from the other bitches. I had to keep pushing her head down and replacing the blonde's tit atop it. "Sit bitch, don't be greedy." She sat, and I was ready. Ready....Aim....Fire! I shot my first wad into the blonde's open eye - the one I neglected last time. 'Wad' isn't right. 'Stream' is probably a better term. The load came out like fucking white piss, pouring and pouring. It rolled down her face and off her chin. It fell to her boob, then rolled off onto the top of Madison's head. A gushing river of white cum ran across Madison's light red hair. It split into smaller rivers, then dropped off her bangs. Little rivulets of jizz striped Madison's face from ear to ear before dripping off her chin or pooling where her balls met my mouth. As she sucked my nuts, I could feel little drops making their way under her lips into her mouth. This fucking waterfall of cum had appeared in under three seconds. I was so dumbfounded, I almost forgot to share. I led the super-soaker stream across the bimbo's face towards the punk's. It nailed her second eye, starting another long river and making it look like she was crying cum, but she just sat there, chewing on her pigtail. Cum had draped across her nose and mingled with the hair in her mouth. And now, in a complete 180, she was trying to eat the cum off her pigtail. Every inch of her face that I covered made her rub her clit harder. The cum jet came to the space between the two girls, and made little strings between their cheeks and temples whenever their faces moved apart. It looked like a grilled cheese sandwich was being pulled apart. The pigtail that the punk held in her mouth was stretched between their two faces, and it was quickly dripping with cum as well. Once I reached the punk chick's face, I quickly went right for her nose. Some of the load went uphill, across her forehead and into her hair. Most of the load gooped in a long flowing string off the tip of her nose and down to Madison's hair. She could still see behind her glasses, and briefly looked up at me. It was a dumb idea. At that angle, some of the squirt started going up her nostrils. She leaned over and began coughing. I kept aiming at the same spot, but now with her head down, it was the top of her head that I was hitting. Once her hair was sufficiently smothered, I turned to the last bitch. The cum was no longer coming out in a continuous stream, but in quick machine gun bursts. The two top girls' faces had acted as a funnel, and most of the cum had settled on top of Madison's head. It looked like a swimming white yamaka. I wasn't sure where I wanted to hit Madison. While I decided, I aimed at the ditz's fake tit that I had flopped on Madison's head. The setup had basically covered most of Madison's face and hair anyway. I dragged my nuts down and she followed with her mouth, and the pool of cum on top of her head started to drain more onto her face. But I decided I wanted her completely glazed. So I tilted her head to the side with my hand and started unloading at her ear and neck. Just from that, my hand was dripping with cum. I looked around. The only girl without cum drenching her hair was the blonde ditz. I scuffled the hair on top of her head that the bow wasn't covering with my cummy hand. When I took it away, the hair made ridiculous little spikes. I looked down and realized I had been cumming at Madison's ear for quite a while. I liked how it looked dripping on the nape of her neck and glazing the rim of her ear. I saw little speckles behind her on the punk's tiny tits where I had missed. I decided I liked the ear idea so much, that I was just gonna cum in it. I leaned forward, and aimed my cock down toward the hole of Madison's ear. One, two, three bursts down her ear. I felt like a kid in a candy store. There were just so many fucking places to cum. I pushed Madison's head straight again, and again, wiped my hand on the blonde's hair. I pulled my nuts from the bitches mouth, and remembering that trick up my sleeve, told her "blow." She looked puzzled for a second. But I didn't mean my cock. And she figured it out. She lined her gum up on her tongue and blew a big bubble. I draped the bubble with some cum, then hit it with my cock to pop it. It fell back in her mouth, and she began chewing like a valley girl before swallowing the cummy gum. Cock Star Episode 01 Then remembering how fun it was to accidentally shoot cum up the punk's nose, I decided to intentionally shoot cum up the new girl's. Not surprisingly, she started coughing too, and more jizz fell from atop her head, and down her face, like snow sprinkling from a tree. With the last of my cum, I decided to feed the bulimic bitch. "Open," I said, pointing my dick at her. She dropped the cummy pigtail from her mouth and opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out. I unloaded my last couple of shots inside, then finally it subsided. I took a moment to admire my work. Every bitch was dripping wet. But I couldn't idle for too long. There was more work to do. There was just too much cum to shovel into these bitches' mouths. It would be dry before I ever finished. I gave it a try anyway. One for you. One for you. One for you. They each took their little cock-spoonfuls of cum eagerly, licking their lips and swallowing with each serving. When I got tired of feeding them myself, I just had the two top bitches lick everyone clean while Madison sucked my blue, exhausted cock. Then, the impossible happened. The ditz, who had still been playing with herself the entire time, started to moan. The fucking rock slut bimbo was actually gonna cum. I didn't want to waste the precious moment. So I quickly pushed the other bitches to the ground and positioned the bimbo standing over them. If she was gonna squirt at all, I'd let her repay the punk bitch. Meanwhile, i re-entered the bimbo's broken asshole with my veiny, excruciating cock. I thrust and thrust and she moaned and moaned, until finally, she came, and god was she a gusher. The other bitches were lying on the floor, still laminated with cum, when a big shower of squirt came down on their faces from the bimbo's snatch. She was practically screaming as she came, and I decided I wanted some of those vibrations too, so I pulled out and went around to her front. While she showered the other bitches, I dragged her mouth down to me. She made a little L shape with her ass in the air and sucked my dick while screaming. It felt tremendous. Then the bimbo's screaming changed tone. Suddenly, it was angry screaming. Here eyes went wild, and with my ass-covered dick still in her mouth, she went to her knees, straddling the heads of the other two girls. She closed her eyes and gave a vengeful scream, "MMMMMM!!" Then within a few seconds of her cum gush ending, another gush began. She was pissing on the girls' faces. I couldn't believe it. We had loosed a monster. With no cum left of my own, I decided to help her out. With my dick in the bimbo's mouth, I thought hard about pissing. Eventually, despite my lingering hard-on, I was able to muster a stream. It started in the bitch's mouth. I pulled out and started pissing on the faces of the two girls with her. The piss I had shot in the bimbo's mouth, she spit out onto the other girls' faces. The punk girl writhed and spit piss off her lips, but the new girl just sat there with her mouth open and let our combined piss fill her up. After a little while, I figured the bimbo had the other bitches handled. So I turned my dick up toward her face. She hesitantly opened her mouth, but I kept 'missing' and hitting her everywhere on her face. She squinted her eyes shut and screamed and pissed and got pissed on. When the bimbo was done pissing, she just sat there breathing heavily, taking my piss on her face, and sometimes, for a half second or so, her tits. It all splashed off her or dripped down her body onto the other girls' faces. When I was done pissing, I reached down and plucked the punk girls' piss stained glasses off her face. There were still a couple of pubes stuck in them from the very first time she deepthroated me. I was getting nostalgic. I put them on the blonde's face, then abruptly stuck my dick in her mouth. This would be the last chance, I thought. Pretty soon, my dick'll go flaccid. Better make the best of it. I dragged the blonde's mouth onto my cock, and took her deep. Like the first time with the brunette. No thrusting, just slowly deeper and deeper, until finally I could feel her nose against my stomach and those glasses tickling my pubes. I held her head with one hand, and pinched her nose shut with the other. While her eyes bulged and her face went blue, I enjoyed the smooth tickle of her throat and thought about the night. I had fucking changed this bitch tonight. From a spoiled brat who wouldn't go deeper than the helmet of my cock, to a crazy cock-gobbling cum dumpster that pisses on her competition. She tapped my leg, but I wanted more, so I pushed her even deeper. She didn't tap my leg again, until about twenty seconds later, she began urgently tapping my leg and looking up at me with pleading eyes. I let her go, and she hurriedly dragged her head back and began heaving. The little bow on the top of hear head shook as she dry heaved over the other two girls trapped beneath her, and a string of drool between my cock and her lips fell onto their faces. I think I cured her hiccups. I reached down with my cock and slapped her on the cheek a couple of times, spit down on the other girls' faces, then pulled my pants up. I went around behind the ditz and pantsed Madison. First her jeans. Then her short cut panties. Underneath, her cunt was shaved clean. I grabbed the punk's clothes and piled them in my arms with Madison's. Then I left them naked in the trailer. On my way out, I passed under the trailer's window and picked up the rest of the clothes - Madison's shirt and the ditz's clothes that the punk threw out the window. I walked over to the arena parking lot, and threw the pile under some random car. I pulled out my cel and called my assistant. It was late, but rock sluts kept weird hours. I told him to bring three more bitches to my trailer. I took the Viagra from my pants pocket and popped another. I had more cum than they knew what to do with this last time. I needed more bitches. Maybe six would do. I stopped at a vending machine and pounded five bottles of water on my way back. Then I took as many as I could carry in my arms back to the trailer. I figured I could just piss on all six girls till my boner came back.