10 comments/ 92589 views/ 32 favorites Suck School By: spider007 My name is Janet and I've been married to Joe for three months now. I'm 18 and, while not a virgin when we wed, had virtually no sex experience beyond petting and a couple of times when a young boy friend pumped my vagina for a few seconds. Maybe there was some pleasure then but it was too brief to tell for sure. Joe, on the other hand, is 23 and, as he lovingly told me -- not bragging, just informing his true love, had considerable experience with all kinds of sex with tens of girls and even a boy once or twice. None of that bothered me. I even came to appreciate it as he used his prowess to teach me about sex. I grew to love the feeling I got from sex with Joe and the pleasure of pleasing him at the same time. But I struggled with oral sex. Joe patiently final got me to accept that blowjobs were not a deviant thing, and they showed the commitment and admiration for a man while also giving me pleasure, especially that mental pleasure gained from idolizing my husband's penis by sucking it dry, and it was something that could be done almost anywhere or anytime. However, I was learning the mechanics very slowly. It's one thing to have the right attitude but another thing to know just how to make his penis feel great with my lips, mouth and tongue. We had been working on this for over two months and Joe was showing some frustration. During one unsatisfying session I said to him, "I'm really trying. I want to learn how to treat your penis. I'll do anything to make me better at it." "I have an idea," he replied. "First, get the words right. It's not 'treat my penis;' it's suck my cock. Tell me you'll do anything to learn how to suck my cock." "That's easy," I cooed. "I'll do whatever you say if I can suck your cock the way you want me to." "Good!" he said. "Tomorrow night I'm taking you to cock sucking school. For now open your...... and btw it's no longer vagina, it's cunt, pussy, or twat...... open your pussy and let me slide my cock in so your pussy can get me off." I wasn't sure what he meant by school and it seemed a little like he was now focusing on just his pleasure but I quickly lost those thoughts to focus on his making love to me. "I love your making love to me," I purred. "I like making love with you, too," he answered. "But right now I'm not making love; I'm fucking you. There's a difference. You make love with a penis and a vagina; you fuck with a cock and a cunt." "Uuuuummmm," I replied. "As long as we both cum, I don't care. You can fuck me anytime you want....." That word was not new to me though I seldom used it. I had a suspicion I would be saying 'fuck' more often in the future.... along with cock, suck, pussy, and cunt. The thought made me feel deliciously naughty. "So fuck my pussy with your cock, now!" The next night Joe in Bermuda shorts and I in a pantiless short skirt and braless blouse headed out. We arrived at an all-night adult bookstore in a seedy part of town and went into the oddly rather clean shop. We browsed the books, magazines and sex toys for about ten minutes, though I got the feeling Joe was not so much checking out the merchandise but showing off his merchandise, me! When he wanted to check out a mag on a lower shelf he always asked me to bend over to retrieve it even though there were always a half-dozen or so gawking men following our every move. When I handed him the mag he would say, "Thanks, babe. You looked really good getting me the magazine, and it will make our schooling work out better." I wasn't exactly sure what that meant but assumed I would find out sooner or later. Joe bought some tokens at the counter and led me down a darkened aisle with a number of booths on both sides. "These show private short films," he said as he led me into one. There was a very dim 3-watt light, a TV screen, a coin box, a wooden bench, and a slimy floor. We sat on the bench and Joe dropped a bunch of tokens into the box. A movie immediately started showing a buxom brunette getting screwed from behind and her mouth engulfing a penis.... er, dick in her mouth. This was actually my first porno film and I was somewhat surprised but quickly thought it exciting. As we watched, Joe massaged my breasts..... er, tits and I rubbed his dick through his shorts. I noticed for the first time he had no under shorts under his Bermudas. We were ten minutes into the film when Joe slid the bench against the wall and had me turn around with my back to the screen. That was odd I thought, then saw a long large cock poking through a round hall in the wall. "What the....?? What's that??" I inquired. "That's our first lesson," Joe answered, "Watch carefully." He reached out his hand and gently grabbed the stranger's cock. His fingers stroked the underside and his finger and thumb rubbed back and forth on the rim of the head. "These are the most sensitive parts and where you should concentrate during a blowjob. You start by rubbing those parts with your hand and staring directly at the cock or gazing at his eyes with a godlike admiration. Men like that." "Then you start slowly worshipping the same parts with your tongue and your lips," he added, and I watched as my husband licked the underside of the anonymous cock and lightly brushed his lips over the rim. While gently squeezing the shaft his lip movement over the head got faster with slightly more pressure. After 2 or 3 minutes of this he said, "Now this," and he slid his lips over 3 to 4 inches of the cock and slowly bobbed his head in and out. After a few minutes I saw him slowly take the entire cock into his throat so his lips were pushing against the wall. He held his head there and rotated his mouth around the shaft. He removed his mouth and commented, "This is called deep throating. When you deep throat a cock you should, if it wasn't behind a wall like this, cup and massage his ball with your hands. Got it?" I nodded yes and he resumed taking the cock down his throat. He continued rotating his head while it was deep and bobbed his head all the way out telling me how he put strong pressure with his lips and dragged his tongue on the underside. I suspected he knew what he was talking about as the moans from behind the wall were getting more pronounced as his deep throat action went on for a few more minutes. "The last is usually done with the mouth closed over the cock but I'll do it differently so you can see. Get in close and watch carefully," he commanded. I got real close so I could see clearly in the dim light. Joe now bobbed his tight lips up and down the head and rim and used one hand to grip and jack on the shaft. He speeded up the action and the moans were continuous. Soon I could see the cock jerk and my husband opened his mouth just over the cockhead and jacked his hand furiously. There came a bellow and I saw a large stream of the man's cum shoot out of his cock right into my husband's mouth. He swallowed the cum then sucked his mouth over the cock for another few seconds. He then withdrew his mouth, squeezed the shaft a couple of times and kissed the cock head. The cock disappeared behind the wall. Joe commented, "That last part is most important. You want to swallow all of a man's cum if you have to lick it off your hands or even the floor. A man feels important when you eat his jism and seed after paying homage to his cock. It's full of protein and healthful, plus you'll learn to love the taste. I saved a little. Here," and Joe kissed me open-mouth pushing a small amount of the man's cum into me. "Swirl it around to get the flavor, then swallow all of it. Don't let me see even a tiny drop escape your mouth." he ordered. I swirled the little bit of jism as best I could then swallowed hard. It tasted a little acrid but I took Joe's word for it that it is an acquired taste and that not all men taste the same. Joe concurred, "All cum tastes a little different. You'll have to swallow loads from many different cocks to get the full appreciation. And we're going to start that tonight." As I savored the cum that Joe sucked from the man behind the wall, I was getting a surprising picture of how this night school was going to go. I had some uncertainty about "many" and would have to process that in my mind. It also looked like Joe was quite skillful and had more than a "once or twice" experience with sucking cock. I wondered if he was into men and cocks more than he let on. But I badly wanted to be a good student to please my husband and thought no more of it. We watched more of the porn flick with Joe getting more exuberant with my tits, pulling and twisting my nipples pretty hard. Maybe from watching Joe suck off a man which got me hot even if new and surprising, or from watching the action on the screen, or from the intoxicating anticipation of the evening, but his nipple torture was making me cum. I was exhilarated with all the new sex things I was learning packed into just a few minutes! Then Joe broke my reverie. "Time for your first homework assignment," he said as he directed my attention to another cock poking through the hole. "Start playing with it with your hands for a while then lick and kiss it as I showed you. I'll watch and coach." I enthusiastically stroked his shaft with one hand and tweaked around the rim with the other. "Go easy," Joe reminded me. I gently kept my hands moving on the cock for a couple of minutes. "Put you tongue and lips to it," Joe commanded. I tilted the cock up with a hand and licked the underside up and down. Then I put my lips over the head and sucked and blew on the rim while gently jacking on the shaft. After a couple of minutes I heard moaning from behind the wall. I asked Joe, "How am I doing?" "So far you're doing good," he replied. "Now it's time to take it down your throat. Suck it in until you just start to gag then bob up and down to that point. After a while take it a little deeper each time until you get it in all the way. You have to keep working it until your lips are against the wall. If the wall wasn't there you'd be deep enough to rub pubic hairs." I gagged hard the first time so went a little shallower. I kept at that level for some time when Joe whispered that I had to get deeper and pushed my head an extra inch. I started to gag but Joe held my head still until the gag reflex subsided and then pushed another inch of cock down my throat and held it there. Then he bobbed my head in and out until one time he rammed my throat completely down the cock with my face against the wall... and held it there. I tied to gag but couldn't. He whispered to me, "See? If you get it deep enough you get past the gag and the man loves it. Now you do it without my help. Bob your head in and out slowly and take his cock all the way down your throat with every in stroke and suck the rim and shaft hard with every out stroke." I did as he said and was surprised that I was getting used to it and a warm cock in my mouth was feeling sexy. I started to suck and lick with each stroke as Joe showed me. After a couple of minutes the moaning got louder and I felt his cock stiffen. Seconds later I felt his warm goo hit the back of my mouth. I swirled and swallowed most of it but some dribbled out and off my chin. I then sucked all of the shiny fluid off of the cock and ate that. The cock retreated and I looked at Joe for his reaction. "You did fine for the first lesson," he said, "but you spilled a little." He pointed to one tiny drop of fresh jism in a sea of dried up scum. "Bend down and lick this up," he commanded. I looked at him aghast. "Look, babe. You have to understand that the mental is as important as the physical. The mental attitude is that a man and his cock must be worshipped like a god. While you're sucking a cock it has to be the most important thing in the world and you will do anything to please it. His cum is like communion. No communion can go to waste. Cum spilled anywhere is sacrilegious and tantamount to blasphemy. To keep your cock god happy you must retrieve any cum that spills out of your mouth regardless of what might seem distasteful. Nothing is distasteful when it comes to pleasuring your god and being a great cocksucker; you have to show your man you'll do absolutely anything in order to get all of his cum in your tummy. Now do what I say and lick it up, and don't hesitate or I'll make sure you get every molecule by licking more of the floor with your tongue." With some reluctance but no hesitation I licked up the little globule of cum. "You wouldn't have really asked me to clean the floor with my tongue would you?" I asked. He answered, "As I said, to be a great cock sucker you have to treat the cock like a god and worship the man. That means obeying him completely. No, I wouldn't have asked; I would have told you to clean the floor. And you would have cleaned the whole floor if I said, to prove you're a loving cumbag cock sucker. Remember, cumbag is not a derogatory term but a term of admiration. When you love cock you want all the cum you can possibility get. That's a good cumbag. Let the man know you're a loving cumbag and are starved for all that he can produce." More new worlds were opening and my head was spinning. But Joe didn't leave me time to think about it. "Talk into the hole and quietly inform whoever's there to show their cock because you want to suck it off." I did as he suggested. In a matter of seconds a voice said, "Are you sure you'll suck my cock?" I looked at Joe perplexed then followed his instructions and answered into the hole, "I want nothing more than to suck your cock deep down my throat and eat your seed." Soon what looked like an ebony bedpost stuck through the hole. It was a black cock and the biggest one I could imagine. There had to be ten inches poking through the hole which meant a cock 12 to 13 inches long! I looked at Joe and all I could mutter was, "Jesus Christ!" Joe said, "You'll be surprised, babe. With my help you'll get most of that deep down your throat; I think we can get 7 or 8 inches in and you'll see how that feels good to you, too. I would guess he can dump a cupful of cum into you. Maybe a whole cup: the absolute best reward for an expert cum bucket cocksucker like you're going to be. Just remember to swallow fast and gulp it down without spilling any." I began with fingering this cock. I couldn't wrap my hand all the way around it and gave Joe a startled look. "All the more cock to suck," he intoned. I kept playing with it and became fascinated with how it looked and jerked to my finger manipulations. I could almost see myself kneeling at the alter of this beautiful monster cock. I then licked up and down the shaft, kissed the head, pushed my tongue in his peehole and ran my lips over the rim while my hand jacked on the flagpole of a shaft. "Oh! Baby," he said between moans. "This is good. I love sticking my black cock into the mouth of a white bitch that knows what she's doing. Suck it baby, suck it!" I took his cue and began my blowjob. While it felt like I was taking a mile of cock in my throat I was only getting about three inches. The girth barely fit in my mouth and my jaws were spread wide and ached. Joe advised, "That's O.K. Just keep sucking what you can. After you get used to it I'll help you get more." I continued my suck job. One advantage: there was still a lot of shaft exposed that I was able to jack with long hand strokes. After a few minutes of top sucking Joe whispered, "Tilt your head way back so there is a straight line through your mouth to your throat and get a little more cock in you." I did as suggested and was able to get another inch of his dick. Joe said I could do better and pushed my head further down the cock shaft. I felt as if I was swallowing a football but oddly didn't have any strong gag reflex. Joe opined, "That's good. No gagging. Let's do more," and he pushed my head hard even further down over the cock and rocked my mouth back and forth over it. After another minute Joe said, "I think you have six inches. I'm going to give you two more inches so keep your head tilted. Show me you can take it." He forced another couple of inches which not only widened my jaw more than it was meant to but expanded my throat opening and filled it so I couldn't breathe. Joe held it there for a few seconds as my body jerked and I struggled to get a breath. "Learn to take it," my husband hissed. "Put up with anything that's required to get your cock god down your throat." Another couple of seconds and he pulled my head back and I gasped for breath. I got only one quick gasp of air when Joe pushed the cock again way down my throat. Five seconds there and he pulled back and let me have another short breath. Then back down my throat. He kept up this routine for 2 or 3 minutes and I thought my jaw might break if I didn't suffocate first. He then told me to get lip pressure on the head and jack the shaft while he continued the deep throat routine but with a faster pace. I was determined to do this right. Soon the black monster jerked and stiffened. Joe removed it from my throat, told me to open my mouth and jack him off with a fast pace. Then the black man filled my mouth with his cum as he thundered, "Oh! Baby! That was good. Swallow that black seed you white ho!" I swirled it as Joe taught me and tried to swallow it all but ran out of time when a second blast filled my mouth with far more than I could handle. I swallowed as fast as I could but a bunch still spilled on my face, chin, and the floor. I sucked the cock clean with Joe insuring I took 8 inches. The man retracted his cock and was heard saying, presumably to another man in his booth, "That is one hot honky cock suckin' bitch." Joe said to me, "That was good, babe. A brother calling you a ho and a hot bitch is a big compliment. You're learning fast. But, you have quite a bit to finger off your face and eat, and to lick off the floor." I dutifully fingered cum off my face and sucked it down. Joe helped, scraping some from my chin and feeding me his coated finger. Then he half pushed my face to the floor and commanded, "Lick until I tell you to stop." There was quite a bit of fresh cum spread over a good-sized area. It took me a minute to lick it all up. Joe said, "As a reward for sucking cock so good you get some extra cum. Remember, all the cum you can get is good. Lick up some of the old dried cum. Lick until I say stop." I'm sure I licked the dirty floor for over two minutes when Joe interrupted, "Well, you're not quite done but stop anyway; another cock has been waiting to get sucked off. This time do it without my help." I got on my knees and began blowjob #3. I did it as I was taught with Joe offering words of encouragement. In five minutes I had swallowed another load and was cleaning the spent cock. It retreated and within five seconds another took its place. I looked at Joe. He mouthed, "Word is spreading about a hot cock sucker in a booth; they must be lining up. Your good luck might give you a whole feast of cum tonight. Get sucking on the next one and suck it good." As #4 was getting to the end Joe showed me how to prolong it just before cumming by squeezing down on the shaft for a few seconds. I gave #4 three false finishes and could tell it was driving him crazy. He would utter, "Oh, Jesus! Suck it," as he was about to come then groan when I put the squeeze on. After each squeeze I could tell that his cum pressure got larger and he became incoherent. When I finally let him come I thought his geyser would poke a hole in the back of my mouth. I felt very proud. I then started on #5. An hour or so later I was sucking #10 and Joe was giving me accolades instead of coaching. I felt I was getting good at it. Joe seemed to think so, too, and I was elated that I was pleasing him. A minute after finishing and cleaning #10, a great looking circumcised cock poked through. Joe said, "Babe I think you have finished the class and are ready for the final exam. I'll sit on the bench and you kneel before me and give me the greatest blowjob you can, doing all you have learned. I want this tasty looking dick for myself and will suck it while you suck me." I was a bit perplexed, but dutifully paid homage to Joe's cock while he expertly sucked on the stranger's dick. After a while both men were moaning with pleasure, Joe's moaning muffled with a cock stuck in his mouth. It also seemed like Joe's pleasure moans was half from my blowjob and half from having a dick in his mouth. I silently hoped that he would get just as much pleasure with my pussy and clit in his mouth. Suck School Grad Ch. 01 Characters: Joe and Janet; Joe's Friends: Chris and Paul; A neighbor. "Suck School" told how Joe trained Janet, his bride of three months, in the art and the correct terminology of fellatio – sucking cock. This story, in Janet's words, tells of their married life after Janet aced the one-night school. My schooling enhanced our marriage 1000%. Joe, who had 100 times the sexual experiences before our wedding than I did, was an excellent teacher, and I was an enthusiastic student because I wanted to be an expert in pleasing and pleasuring my husband, Joe. The first three months I learned naturally how to be good in bed, how to make love, and how to make it extraordinarily good for Joe and get super pleasure myself. Leading up to my Suck School I also learned the difference between making love and fucking, that Joe didn't have a penis but a cock, dick, prick, or peter; and that I didn't have a vagina but a pussy, cunt, twat, snatch, quim, beaver, pud, or a box; and that someone getting in my pussy was getting some poontang, a little nookie, or tearing off a piece of my ass. I took to the new vernacular like a fish in water. It was far more delightfully naughty for Joe to fuck my cunt with his cock. I found making love was very good but getting fucked was fantastic. I much prefer the aggressive almost sadistic animal instincts of a man. I cherish being made to beg, and always tell the animal to fuck harder and make it hurt. Incidentally it was this attitude that drew me to getting fucked in the ass. (I'm getting ahead of myself but as you'll see later it is the same attitude that makes me worship a massive 12-inch or longer cock being rammed hard deep in my throat.) One thing I wasn't good at was blowjobs. That's why Joe took me to school. I aced the mechanics including getting 9 inches of a massive 10-inch black cock down my throat – not bad for my 5'-1-1/2" stature. I also learned the mental aspect of good cock sucking and now adore cocks. It doesn't just make me feel good because I'm pleasing my man but I also love the feel of a large warm cock in my mouth and throat and have developed a craving for the taste of a man's cum swirling around my mouth, enhanced if at the same time he is calling me a dirty cock sucking whore. If Joe wakes first I get fucked. If I wake first I get Joe up (in more ways than one) by licking and sucking his cock until I get my first cum shake of the day. By the time I get breakfast on the table he has recovered so he enjoys his breakfast while I crawl under the table and enjoy his cock. About the time he finishes his milk I finish his milking and get my second load which is all I want for breakfast. He then heads for work and I have to wait a long day before I get more cock in my mouth. Sometimes I'll get a call about noon and he'll say something clever like the assistants are dressed really hot that day, he needs to get off, and I should drive the van down over lunch hour and take care of him. I'll drive him to a secluded spot and we'll climb in the back. I'll get his dick out of his pants, and suck it for twenty minutes making him build up pressure so bad that he almost blows my head off when I finally let him fire his cum load. When he gets home from work I'll often greet him at the door with a martini and without a stitch of clothes. Sometimes he'll take the drink but wait on the stoop for a couple of seconds knowing I'm completely exposed. "Wouldn't want the neighbors to miss your charms," he would chuckle. We would eat dinner, sometimes in the nude. Then retire to the family room naked and watch some TV. There are one or two TV shows we like but mostly we watch porn flicks from our growing collection. Joe will tweak my nipples and ask me how I like some of the scenes. I'll diddle with his dick and do a little lip suction on it as he explores my pussy with a finger... then two... then three. I get hot as a pistol with three or four fingers reaming my pussy and likely to cum all over his hand with my first orgasm of the day. This is followed with Joe's third or fourth dinner of cum down my throat. Our typical day ends up in bed when I again have his cock in my mouth but this time more trying to get it up. Joe will have 3 or 4 fingers squishing in my twat, this time jamming harder and faster and driving me up a wall. It takes a while but his cock starts coming to life. "Get that hard for me," I cajole. "I have to have your cock in my cunt before I go crazy." "I don't know if I can," he replies. "Of course you can," I insist. "I can get your beautiful cock hard as a post," I say as I rewrap my mouth around it. Then I jam my middle finger in his asshole and drive him crazy. His cock feels like it all of a sudden got rigor mortis. "Fuck me now, Joe. I need your cock in me. I need you to fuck me hard... hurt me with your cock. Oh! Shit!" We fuck like mink for five to ten minutes. He cums deep in my pussy and I cum all over his cock. As we relax I get his cock in my mouth one more time to clean it up and get a few more drops of cum dessert. Then we sleep. That describes our average days the first month or two after I graduated from Joe's suck school. The thrill from just feeling his cock in my mouth, the feel of the head of his cock against the sides of my cheeks, the underside giving my tongue as much pleasure as it was giving, and the feel of the rim on my lips was exhilarating. The rounded bulbous head pressing deep in my throat sends me skyrocketing. It was beyond my wildest dreams how holding and playing with his cock in my mouth could be almost as pleasurable for me as it was for him. I simply loved the feel of cock in my mouth. The icing on the cake of a cock in my mouth as opposed to my cunt or ass was the taste of cum. I'm getting two dozen cum loads a week from Joe and in seventh heaven. When I'm not cock sucking I'm often dreaming about it. Joe is very happy with his student. One Saturday afternoon Joe had two of his friends, Chris and Paul, over for some beers and snacks and to BBQ some burgers. I hung around the patio keeping mostly to myself though both Chris and Paul kept coaxing me into the group and paying me lots of attention. If I got the guys more beer or food, one would always jump up to help, follow me into the kitchen and insist on helping me carry one or two beer cans. When I handed him one he would get right up next to me "so it wouldn't drop" and get a second or two of body touching and hold my arm longer than necessary as he grabbed hold of the can. He never failed to compliment me on being a good hostess. I kinda enjoyed it, really. I might have gotten a bit annoyed with their not too subtle shenanigans, but they were super cool guys. About 6pm Joe informed me that he wanted some wine and more beer, and we were low on buns and condiments. He said he and Paul were going to make a supply run into town and should be back by seven. Shortly after they left I excused myself to Chris saying I needed one of the remaining beers. Like a puppy he was right behind. When I opened the fridge we both saw one lonely beer. Chris leaned up against my back, made a gesture toward the can, and commented, "Only one left. Wanna share it?" "Sure. I'd like to," I agreed. "Let me open it and I'll pour a couple of glasses." "But be careful," Chris interrupted, "You have to take it out very gently so it doesn't fizz. Let me help." He reached both arms around me and pressed hard against my backside. I'm not certain but I thought I felt a little bulge in his groin pushing against my butt cheeks. "I think I can handle it," I replied. "No. It's better if I help," he continued. "We can just pass the can and save pouring." He grabbed hold of the can, almost pushing me into the fridge, actually popped the top while it was still half inside the fridge, and while molding his body against mine, offered me a sip. "Shouldn't we sit down?" I lightly protested. "What's the fun in that," he cooed, his mouth now on my ear. I was feeling a little tingly as his breath blew over my earlobes. "I don't know about fun but it's probably less trouble," I argued. With his mouth over my ear he went on, "No trouble. I just hold the beer to your pretty mouth, and give you a sip while I lay against your body that I've been drooling over all afternoon. Then I reach my head over your shoulder and give myself a sip, trying hard not to spill any from that awkward position... oops... like this." He tipped a dab of beer on my blouse right on my left nipple. I couldn't bend my neck enough to see but was sure my braless nipple was shining through my now transparent blouse. He intoned, "Joe was right. You have perfect nipples. One nipple anyway. Let me see the other one." And he spilled more beer on my right nipple. "Yep! He was right. You have super tits and nipples. And I can feel that you also have great ass cheeks. At least my dick thinks so. Can you feel my dick?" We were progressing at 100MPH and my mind couldn't keep up. I was still back on "Joe was right." "What do you mean 'Joe was right'?" I asked, thinking immediately after I said it, that it sounded like a silly question. "My question first," he insisted. "Do you feel my dick?" "Yes," I answered stupidly naively. Chris went on, "Joe brags about you all the time. Says you're the best wife in the world. Absolutely beautiful. Perfect face. Perfect tits and nipples. Super ass. Great pussy and an outstanding in bed. Gives the best head ever and loves to do it. He flashes a few pictures to back up his point, but if I do say so myself, the pictures don't do your body justice." "But... but... but," I stammered. "Joe said that if we were nice we might convince you to suck our cocks as he said you love nothing more than swallowing a man's cum," he continued as I heard his zipper coming open. "We?" Shit! Another inane question, as if it mattered. "Joe has been talking to me and Paul and just a couple of other buddies. But right now it's just me and my cock. Whadda ya think?" he asked as he pulled my hand behind my back and laid it on his cock that he had deftly pulled out of his pants. "Turn around and check it out up close and personal." Like a zombie I turned around, caught his handsome face then his beautiful cock. "Touch it," he commanded and I did, all nine inches. "Tell ya what," he intoned. "I'll drink the beer and give you something else to drink." He spilled a tad more beer down my blouse, took a sip, and pushed on my head until I was on my knees looking right at a peehole. "Suck it, Janet. Suck it good and eat my cum." I was still in a daze but without thinking I dutifully and automatically took in his dick. He moaned quietly. The different cock felt great in my throat and I quickly got consumed with it. I briefly looked into his eyes and murmured, "Your cock is so good," and returned to my deep throating. As I slurped he sipped, once in a while reaching down to twiddle with a nipple, now hard as an erasure and poking ¾-inch through my transparent blouse. He cooed, "Joe was right again. Get you within a few feet of a cock and you can't help yourself." After five minutes I felt the telltale jerking signs and looked into his eyes again, "You're going to give me your cum now aren't you?" I was a totally lost cause! Joe was wrong about 'a few feet' but get a dick in my mouth and I have to admit it's all over. "Aaarrrrrrgh! Suck it! Suck it!" was his answer. Soon his cock vibrated in my mouth and a massive load of warm cum became my dinner. Jesus, it tasted good. "Man, I could get used to that," he exclaimed. "I could get used to your sweet cum," I answered back. "I hope Joe doesn't get pissed." "Not to worry," he quipped. "But what if he finds out?" I asked. "No. He'll probably find out. I might tell him. But he won't be pissed," Chris promised. "Why would you tell Joe?" I screamed. Chris replied, "Tell ya what. You suck me off anytime I want and maybe I won't tell." "O.K." I whispered He went on, "And now and then I can see how it feels in your cunt?" I hesitated a moment. Chris had become demanding. "O.K." Joe and Paul returned a few minutes later with the supplies and soon we were enjoying some wine and burgers. I got Joe aside and said I heard he had been showing pictures of me among his friends. "Just a few to a small number of close buddies," he protested. Then he turned to Chris, "Did you tell Janet I was showing pictures of her??" "I told her that you were proud of her, sometimes showed us pictures and extolled her virtues," Chris replied. Then after a short awkward pause blurted, "And you were right. Your wife sucks cock like a woman possessed." Paul looked at Chris with curiosity. Joe looked at him with a silly grin. I stared at him aghast. After another pregnant pause Joe intoned, "Told ya! Told you she can really give head. I'm guessing she gave you a blowjob while we were gone. Am I right? Did she take all of it?" "Yeah, she did," Chris answered. Joe turned to me, "It's O.K., honey. You know I want whatever you want." Then to Chris and Paul, "Get her within 50 feet of a cock and she's like a bloodhound!" Just like Chris said! I thought. "Couldn't prove that by me," Paul said. Joe answered, "Come with me then," and walked to where I was sitting on a lawn chair. Suddenly I felt another whirlwind coming on. They both stood next to me. "Drop your pants and show my wife your cock," Joe ordered. "What's going on here?" I howled. Joe answered, "We're going to give Paul a thrill of a lifetime, make me very happy, excite Chris, and give you pleasure, all in one fell swoop: you sucking all of the cum out of his cock." Then he turned to Paul, "As soon as you give her a whiff of your cock any resistance she might have will immediately melt away. Get it out." Paul's erect seven-incher presented itself. But I was still flustered and uncertain and uttered another feeble protest, "But all the neighbors can see us out here!" I was a wealth of stupid protests. It occurred to me that all of my feeble protestations might mean that I really desperately wanted a cock in my mouth as often as I could and couldn't refuse any cock in the vicinity, as Joe said. "Not all," Joe responded, "Just in the houses next to ours. Worst case you entertain eight or so instead of just four, if they are watching. Best case they run over here and join in... more pleasure for you and me." I'm not certain I got all of Joe's words as a fever hit my face and I got all tingly looking at Paul's cock. It struck me that three of the best looking cocks I've ever seen being here at the same time is odd. I sucked off one less than an hour ago and was now getting my second. The thought took my breath away, and I didn't give a damn if the world was watching. I did catch Joe's next words that he whispered in my ear, "Start playing with it and get to know Paul's pecker. Then do the thing you do so well." He turned to Paul, "See how flustered and flush she is? Can't even talk straight. Before it was because she wasn't sure what we were doing. Now it's because she is sure and can't stand the anticipation of your dick in her mouth. What did I tell ya? My wife craves cock and cum like an addict craves heroin. So give it to her." I reveled in Joe's degradation and started ministering to Paul's cock with my fingers, tongue and lips as Chris and my husband watched closely. My husband is right and sized me up pretty accurately; I was a cock hound. I do love it and was fast getting lost in Paul's. I peered into Paul's eyes and muttered, "You have a beautiful dick. I can't wait to taste it." Paul moaned loudly as I took the full length in my mouth and began a deep throat blowjob. As I sucked, the sun started to set and I noticed lights in a window of the house next door. Now my attitude changed. As Joe said I saw the lighted window as nothing more than another cock or two to suck. I continued taking Paul's cock in and out of my mouth putting pressure on the rim and licking the underside on the backstroke. Since he had removed his pants I was able to cup and squeeze his balls and give them a little kiss now and then, giving him the full treatment. Chris and Joe gave me encouragement. Joe suggested that Chris push the back of my head to make sure the cock was completely engulfed. Then he suggested he tear off my blouse and pinch and pull my nipples. God that gave me the shivers. Then he suggested Chris pull up my skirt, rip my panties off and finger fuck me. "Pump her with at least three fingers," he cajoled Chris. I was making Paul's blowjob last with the shaft-squeezing trick Joe taught me. I was now more than 10 minutes of my blowjob accompanied with five minutes of being finger fucked. I heard Chris tell Joe, "Ya know your wife said she would suck my cock anytime I wanted. But she also said that once in a while I could fuck her. Is this a 'once in a while' moment? I want to fuck her real bad. Can I?" Joe didn't answer verbally but quietly pulled me up from the chair, had me bend over at the waist, and restuff my mouth with Paul's cock. My husband then spoke, "Fuck her, Chris. Fuck her good and hard. Deposit your seed in her. If she is still working on Paul see if you can fist fuck her. She's a small woman with a tight cunt and I'd like to see how much you can stretch it." I continued my long blowjob on Paul's seven inches as Chris pounded my pud with his nine inches, scraping the backside of my clit with each stroke. We three were all becoming delirious with desire. My entire world started at my cunt lips and ended at Paul's pubic hairs. I was oblivious to Chris when he filled my cunt with jism but came myself about the same time. I continued my rhythm with Paul: suck for a minute then squeeze his shaft for a few seconds to his groaning. Then a bit of the world returned as I felt four of Chris' fingers invading my cunt. He rammed his four fingers in and out like a jackhammer and I could feel another orgasm cumming on. He then slowed down and I detected his thumb trying to get some action. Four fingers and a thumb were cupped in a cone shape and he was pumping in and out up to where his fingers joined his hand. He put hard pressure on there but couldn't get passed that point of his hand. My husband helped by spreading my thighs and ass cheeks. Then I felt a finger enter my asshole. That put me over the top. I came hard and gushed cum juice all over Chris' hand. With the added lubrication, on the very next thrust Chris' whole hand entered my pussy up to his wrist. I thought I might break in two but God it felt good and my pain was overcome. Then Chris' arm turned into a piston and reamed my pussy like a roto-rooter. I was in a daze from Chris' fist fucking (not to mention my asshole still being fucked by one of Joe's fingers) and started losing my focus on Paul. Joe brought me back with a slight slap on my cheek, "Chris and I will take care of your cunt. You concentrate on Paul's cock." Finally, after 15 minutes and my getting off one more time with that 3-inch wide hammering my pussy was taking, I took a massive amount of Paul's built-up cum into my tummy and collapsed on the grass in a heap. Chris was still fist fucking me but soon slowed and pulled his arm out with a loud plop. I laid there for a couple of minutes in complete delirium, and then struggled to raise my self up on my hands and knees and catch my breath. As I gazed around I saw this six-foot blonde-haired man standing a couple of feet away. I just stared. Joe broke the silence. "Meet our new neighbor. He's here to give you his cock. Both him and me want you to suck it." The man walked toward me, unzipped his pants, pulled out his pecker and with no fanfare stuck six more inches of cock down my throat. This one was the best tasting so far and I got a second wind. It didn't take long and after three minutes another load of cum entered my stomach, but this cum tasted go good I swirled and savored it first, much to the delight of all. I looked at the neighbor man and told him he had a nice schlong. Suck School Grad Ch. 01 "Glad you like it," he replied, "You give good head." He turned to thank Joe and head home. Joe, sensing my delight, asked, "There's not more guys there, is there?" "Just my son," came the answer. "Would he like a blowjob?" Joe asked. "He's too young... early high school," the man said. Joe commented, "My wife can handle that. As long as it's a cock, that's all she cares about. But it's your call. When you think he's ready for his first blowjob, give me a call. Or even his first fuck. I'm sure she would love fucking a little virgin pecker. "In any event know that my wife would love to be the neighborhood alternative cock sucker, so any time." The man said good-bye without replying and headed across the back lawn. I told the guys I needed a stiff martini, and one appeared out of nowhere. I took a big swig and told my husband, "Nice BBQ." "Almost done," he commented. "I'm the only one who hasn't cum," he added as he pulled out his dick. "Can I suck it?" I cooed He replied, "No, I want to do something different. You lay back. Like a hound marking his territory I'm going to jack off on your tits and mark my territory. It lets everybody know that no matter what you belong to me." He walked up next to my prostrate body and furiously jacked off. I'm sure the sexual excitement and cum pressure had been building all evening. In just over a minute he whitewashed my chest and tits with one shot landing on the tip of my nose. "Is she one of the best cum buckets going?" he asked his friends. They vociferously nodded yes. "Would you suck them again sometime," he asked me. I, too, nodded yes. "Look at her," he commanded Paul and Chris. Look at her all sucked and fucked out and covered with her husband's cum. Is she about the best lookin' slut wife you've ever seen?" More agreeing nods and hoots. He leaned into me and said, "I think you're a super suckin' fuckin' slut. You're a devoted but totally depraved sex-crazed cock lovin' slut of a wife. I love you." Joe turned to his friends, "Would you guys like to see me mark my territory the official way?" And to me, "A hound officially marks his territory with piss, not jism. How 'bout I piss on my territory? Including a little in your mouth?" I was still dazed and now too dumbstruck to reply. "Jesus, Joe; that's a bit much," Chris exclaimed. Joe answered, "Yeah. Maybe so." Then looked down at me, "Some other time, babe. Some other time you can eat my cum AND piss." I finished my martini in one more gulp, asked for another, and snuggled up content in my blanket of cum and well-worn mouth and cunt. Suck School Grad Ch. 02 Joe's and my sex life grew even larger after that BBQ (see Suck School Grad-1), where I came out of the closet, so to speak. Of course my cock sucking skills and desires were never really a secret. Joe had described them to at least a few of his close friends in explicit detail. But the BBQ made it more known. There I had sucked off two of my husband's friends (one in the open back yard), got finger fucked, fucked, and fist fucked by one, and sucked off a neighbor whom I hadn't met before. Our own private sex life, exorbitant by normal standards, diminished not a whit. But much was added. Usually about once a week, sometimes twice, Joe would invite a friend over after work. Chris and Paul from the BBQ to be sure, but his circle of close friends grew to a half-dozen. There was no surprise associated with their visits. When Joe and a friend arrived I would mix them a martini and we would relax, sip and talk. When the friend's drink was almost gone I would saunter over to him and casually take off all of my clothes. Then I would say, "If you stand up I can get your pants and shoes off and get at your cock." The words varied of course but that was the drift. After his pants were off I would ask him to sit down and, "finish your drink while I get mine." I would engulf his cock and suck it slowly, bringing him to the point of cumming then backing off with a shaft squeeze before resuming. I could suck a cock for 30 minutes without it cumming this way, and usually did 20 minutes. After 20 minutes of suck-stop-suck-stop-suck he would often be delirious and on the verge of tears and begging me to let him cum. In the meantime my husband, Joe, would get him another drink. My husband also was getting into photography and would take a few pictures and maybe a short video clip for our archives. He then would have his friend relax with another drink and watch me give my husband a blowjob. Sometimes I would make that last a long time, too, and his friend would recover and be ready for seconds. It was not uncommon for me to get three mouthfuls of cum in 90 minutes or less. I was becoming well-known among my husband's circle of close friends as one who was not only very skilled at giving head but absolutely loved it and would offer very little or no resistance to anyone who offered me a cock. I was still getting almost two dozen mouthfuls of cum a week from Joe, and with Joe's friends could maybe make that thirty. That's four blowjobs a day! Cum was becoming a staple of my diet. Joe kept expanding his circle of close friends. His bringing a friend home after work went from a once or twice a week thing to virtually every day. At least Monday through Friday I could count on eating a load of cum from one of Joe's friends each day. Then became days when Joe would bring two friends home and I would suck them both off one after another. And if I did my take-it-slow blowjob they had time to recover and sometimes I would suck off each guy twice. Added to maybe one for Joe I could get five loads of cum to swallow over two to 2-1/2 hours. Then they began showing up during the day while Joe was not home. They would say they talked to Joe and he said it was O.K. for them to stick their cock down my throat. This was more than O.K. with me. I was getting very popular. I remember every high school or college class usually had one girl, known as the class punch, who would do anybody anytime and spent a greater part of her school time on her back taking a dick. I wondered if I had been given the official title of Group Cocksucker. I prefer Blowjob Queen. I also wondered if the girlfriends or wives knew what I was doing with their men's cocks. I secretly hoped some of them knew and were jealous of my skills and that I was eating cum that rightfully belonged to them. There were days that Joe invited three or four... six once, in for blowjobs. On these days things were more orchestrated. Joe gave each man a glass of wine and had me naked on my knees in the middle of the family room. He also got a little nasty (I like that in a man!) as he directed the action. "When you step up to my nasty slut-whore of a wife, make her finish your wine in one gulp. Get a little alcohol in her and she'll want to give head more than normal... and that's sayin' a lot. Then face fuck her. Fuck her mouth with long fast strokes and make sure she gets every inch down her throat. When you cum hold it deep so she gets it all. Then other than the few seconds it takes to down the wine and for one guy to pull out, I want a cock in her mouth continually so the next guy jam it in before she can barely catch her breath. I want you guys to make her struggle to breathe and to keep going for as long as you can keep it up, if you know what I mean..." Sometimes he would tie my hands behind my back to make it interesting. The evening six showed up I might have set a world record. I was bare naked on my knees with my hands tied and did three rounds, getting face fucked by six men thrice for 18 in less than four hours with little rest between cocks. About halfway through Joe directed me to yell, "Gimme another cock," between blowjobs. He also thought they might get bored waiting so I had fingers on my nipples, in my pussy or up my ass while giving head. A couple of times I thought my jaws would cramp. Joe threatened to punish me for that and I didn't want my ass whipped in front of this crowd so somehow managed to suck through it. Joe made a production video the night of six. He set up the camera just behind the man's backside so that he could get a close-up profile of me. He told me to keep my eyes open looking at the camera and to smile between sucks. He would film my face just as a cock entered my mouth and then for a few seconds of sucking. Then restart the camera just as I was taking a load of cum. This time he had the guys pull just out of my mouth as they got off so the video captured cum shooting into it with some hitting my face. Only a fraction of a load didn't make it into my mouth but with 18 shots, at the end, my face was completely covered with spunk and I had put on a good bukkake display, or as Joe affectionately put, "Proves you're a true cumbag." Joe got about an hour of video, all with a cock reaming my happy face, except for when I was yelling for more. Joe mentioned this video would be super entertainment for us and his buddies, or, if need be, great advertising. For fun, one time with four friends Joe had them come in a cup instead of my mouth. I sucked ten cocks in a row that night. After the last one Joe said, "Gather around, men, and watch the slut have her dinner." He gave me the cup and told me, "Drink as much as you can, spoon up the rest, and chew and swirl it for a few seconds so we can enjoy watching you eat our cum." There was close to ¾-cup of jism that I savored for about three minutes much to the delight of those wonderful men with their wonderful cocks. ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Even though I was sucking more cock than twenty average girls put together, Joe said that I still need periodic refresher courses. I demurred given that Joe himself and all of his friends have been totally satisfied and nothing but complimentary about my sucking acumen. He replied, "Even veteran pilots take refresher courses. But I will admit, babe, I have no complaints and have nothing but praise for the way you take care of my and all my buddies. But I confess I like the idea of a refresher course." "Huh?" I responded. He answered, "Well, as hot as I get watching you service my buddies, watching you suck off a stranger might make me cum in my pants. There ain't many things sluttier, and the sluttier you are for me the better I like it. Watching you get down and dirty with a man off the street makes you look like a downright cheap whore who is nothing but a sex-craved cum bucket that belongs to me. And when you suck off a truckload, one after another, I go apeshit. You are goddamn hot when you do that. "I'll find a place for the course, which will be me watching you on your knees servicing dozens of men of any size, shape, looks, or age by sucking cocks of all different size and color, and listening to them degrade you and call you every nasty name in the book. Jesus, I'm getting' hot just talking about it. Whadda ya think?" I thought for a moment. "Joe, honey: as you know too well there are two things in the world that I love to do best. One is pleasing you; the other is sucking cock. Well, maybe three: a cock reaming my cunt is pretty good, too. So let's do it. Whenever you say. And you can treat me as nasty as you want. I'll try to act like a cheap crazed slut whore and you treat me like one." Joe was elated. "No problem, my darling slut. You've made my day!" The conversation charged us both up. We dashed to the bed and had torrid sex. Joe was so worked up he pounded my pud only two minutes before exploding in my pussy. But I was so hot, thinking of all the cocks he would make me suck (Right! Don't throw me into the briar patch, Joe!) and the nasty things he'll make me do, that I came twice in the same two minutes and drenched the sheet with cunt juice. A week later (after sucking 18 cocks and getting fucked seven times) I dressed in Joe's favorite slut outfit – a tight sheer white blouse with four buttons undone, no bra, a bright red skirt so short it barely covered my ass, a white thong, four-inch heels, heavy red lipstick, and flowing hair – and we headed for another adult bookstore/theater. This one was in a seedy part of town where groups of scraggly mostly black men, occasionally accompanied by a ho-looking girl, hung out on corners. The bookstore had a simple red neon sign, was poorly lit, but had a number of cars in the parking lot. Joe parked on the street a half-block from the store so he could "parade me past some of the brothers." We walked around the store for five minutes. Joe told me to keep my lips pursed and to let the dozen or so men (and oddly one boy that looked no more than twelve) see them. He also did his little trick of having me bend over to fetch magazines from the bottom shelves. All of this must have worked. When we headed for the private booths everyone was holding some magazine but paying it no attention. I whispered, "They're all looking at us." Joe replied, "No, they're looking at you, your tits, lips that look ready for work, and fuckable ass." Joe had a way with words! We entered a booth near the end of the hall. Joe dropped some tokens into the video machine and set up his battery-powered light stand that went with his camera. Rustling could be heard in the next booth, and then a normal-looking 6-inch cock poked through the glory hole. "Time to go to work, slut," Joe said to me. As Joe videoed my profile I tweaked the cock with my fingers, kissed the head, then easily took the four or five inches that was sticking through the hole completely in my mouth. I sucked on the cock for a few minutes when it exploded in my mouth. As Joe had directed, I held the cum in my mouth and opened it so he could film the jism and my smiling face, then swallowed. "Taste good, slut?" he asked. "Um huh," I murmured. Within a minute cock number 2 appeared. I again began with my fingers. Then with Joe filming a close-up of my smiling face, twinkling eyes, and open mouth I directed the cock into my mouth and began my blowjob. Another three minutes and another load of cum that I held in my open mouth. With the camera rolling on my face Joe stuck a finger in my mouth, pulled out some cum and wiped it on my nose. "Need a little cum on your face, slut," he said. I swallowed and asked, "You going to call me slut all night?" "Not at all," he replied. "Sometimes I'll call you dirty slut, cocksucker, cum bag, cum bucket, whore, two-bit whore, bitch, cock hound, nympho, bimbo, or maybe asshole. There's a ton of names that describe you. Now you've got another dirty cock to suck, cocksucker." As I said, he has a way with words. He actually gave me a shiver as I mouthed over dick number three and swallowed another load. We had been there short of an hour when a black cock a full twelve inches long and almost three inches wide was number four. "Jesus H. Christ!" I exclaimed as I fingered it. "Good," Joe sneered, "Now I'll see if my little slut is a true professional cock sucker or not." "Quit playing and suck it, bitch!" came the voice next door. "And suck it good like a black ho, you white honky whore, or I'll come over there and stick it up your ass." I took four inches of this monster before my mouth was overflowing and bobbed my head over the rim and back down the partial shaft for about a minute. Joe sneered, "He said to suck it like a black ho, bitch," and forced it deep down my throat. It filled my throat so much I couldn't even gag. Neither could I breathe which Joe took delight in, holding my throat full and watching me squirm. He started to face fuck by controlling my head and I was soon getting eight inches periodically down by throat. The man next door groaned and shot a massive load into my mouth. I had a mouthful which I showed Joe but some dribbled out. He had a couple of shots left that hit me on a cheek and right on one eye. I've never seen so much cum from one cock. "You spilled a little," Joe informed. "You can lick it up now or wait 'till later." I hesitated. Joe went on, "Lick it up now. That way if you spill some more you can lick the floor again." With Joe getting a close-up I dutifully gave the floor a couple of licks with my tongue and got a dollop of fresh cum. If I counted the last one as two because of its size I could say I sucked five cocks in an hour. Over the next two hours I sucked off another ten and there didn't seem to be an end in sight. One of those was a rather small 4- or 5-incher, and I wondered if I was sucking off some 6th-grader. Since he lasted less than 30 seconds I guessed it might be so, which made me feel good about bringing up children right! My mouth was holding up but my back was getting sore from bending over to the glory hole. I told Joe. He told me to rest on the bench for a minute, then unlocked the door and stepped into the hallway. I overheard him tell the men that my back was tired and "C'mon and wait in our booth. You can watch my beautiful slut suck while you wait. Just keep her mouth filled. And don't worry about my video: only cocks, no faces." About three guys clamored into our booth with some men standing in the hallway. I was able to sit with ease on the bench and became a cock-sucking machine. In the next two hours I did another dozen and for the night have eaten over two cups of spunk even though some spilled on the floor. The next hour produced only three dicks. Joe said, "You did great on your refresher course, cocksuck. Over two dozen or so. You were great and I'm hotter 'n hell. Let's call it a night. I got to get you home quick and get my cock in your cunt." I started straightening myself up when Joe said, "First you have some clean up to do. There's some cum spills on the floor we don't want to go to waste so get your tongue and lips on it on it. And be a good cumbag. Clean a larger area and get some older dried cum. But leave the cum on your face. I want to show you off when we walk out of the store." I got on my hands and knees and began licking. Joe abruptly pulled my legs back and I fell on my stomach. "I like to see cock sucking whores crawling through cum." After a minute of licking I got up and we walked out of the store. I looked a total mess with my hair tussled, my blouse torn half off, my face covered with cum and floor cum stains all over my skirt and legs. As we were getting in the car Joe told me to get in back. "I love you, babe. You got me so hot, I can't wait!" He shoved my head against the door and, after ripping my thong, put a leg on the back of each seat. My snatch was wide open and Joe fucked me furiously right there on the street. I noticed a couple of brothers peering in but I could care less. Joe came with a bellow the same time I did. God it was great. Joe went to get in the driver's seat when the brothers asked if they could have some. Joe told them I mostly just suck cocks and she's done all she can do in one night. The two men whined and pleaded. Joe said, "Oh, all right. But just you two, no one else. And fuck her as she lies." I remained with my legs spread and pussy wide open. First one guy climbed on top and fucked me slow but hard. The second was more vocal and nasty. "Does ya like big black cock?" I nodded yes. "Then beg me for another. Let me her the white bitch beg for black cock." "Please give me more black cock," I begged. "What do ya wan' me to do with it?" "Fuck my white cunt... hard," I answered truthfully, and he did. There is some truth about big black cocks. These two stretched my pussy wide and deep like it never has before. And Goddamn they felt great. I came three times over those two ebony poles. "Was she good?" Joe asked as I was cleansing the second BBC, "If not I can make her do it again..." "No, man. That was some of the best white pussy I've ever had." We finally got home. Joe was fully recovered. He carried me to the bed, tied both my wrists and ankles to the front bedposts, videoed my predicament, then fucked the livin' shit out of me. My! Oh, my! As I drifted off to sleep I reveled in my one day's accomplishments: sucked off more than two dozen cocks and fucked four more. It doesn't get better than this. One evening driving back from dinner we passed a guy waiting at a bus stop. Joe pulled over and got out. There was animated conversation that went on for a couple of minutes when Joe returned. "He was leery at first but I convinced him it was all on the up and up. Go take him into that alley where I still have a view and suck his cock." I looked at Joe surprised, but quickly did as he said. The stranger and I walked silently into the alley where Joe could still see, as could anyone else walking by. I unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock and gave him a blowjob. As I got back into the car, Joe said, "That's what I like. My cumbag whore wife sucking off anonymous cock." My days and nights with Joe's buddies kept apace. Every now and then Joe would have me fuck 'em instead of blow 'em. He liked when I fucked one and sucked another the same time. Joe's circle of buddies kept getting larger. Soon it was buddies of his buddies, and buddies of the buddies of his buddies. There was over three dozen "buddies" that I sucked off regularly, though some not often. There was also once or twice that I was invited to be the entertainment for one of Joe's distant buddy's parties. Those could be anywhere from 6 to 20 blowjobs on 4 to 10 cocks. Those were great though one gave me pause. It was six guys who were total strangers and felt they had more freedom than normal. I sucked them good but they got a little carried away: stripped me naked, tied me up and took turns torturing my tits, fucking me with bottles and zucchini and their cocks, and took pictures "to pass around to their friends. Most of it was pleasurable, even the more tame tit torture. But when they put two pair of vise grips on each nipple and two guys pulled hard in opposite directions until I screamed out loud I thought I might not get out of this. They finally released the vise grips, but then whipped my bare ass and legs with belts for screaming so loud. I made a mental note to add a pinch of caution to my cum sucking activities. Joe frequently invited our neighbor over on weekends. He didn't invite him over for drinks or BBQ or something, just called him up and asked if he wanted to come over for a blowjob. About every other weekend I would suck off our neighbor. Once Joe suggested to him that if he ever held business get-togethers at his house and wanted some special entertainment to just give him a call and he'd send his wife over to give everybody blowjobs. Occasionally Joe would offer our neighbor my pussy instead of my mouth, which he readily took and filled with his dick. "She prefers giving blowjobs and will suck any cock I tell her to, like you and your friends" Joe told him. "But she loves to fuck, too, and will also fuck anybody I say. Suck School Grad Ch. 02 When the neighbor was over Joe badgered him about his son growing up. He said it was a father's duty to make sure his son was introduced to blowjobs and fucking the right way. Joe was especially effective when the neighbor's guard was down – when his cock was down my throat. He would whisper, "How can you keep your son away from getting his cock sucked like this. Ya know there's no better cock sucker in the world than my wife." Then one day, after being prepped by his dad, the lad came over with his dad. He was small but seemed older. He could've been legal age which would be safer even if not as much fun. (Young boy cock in my mouth is a deep fantasy of mine.) Joe asked him if he knew why he was here and if he was ready to grow up a little. He nodded and mumbled yes. Then Joe said, "This is my wife Janet. She's going to show you how to really make your pecker feel good. I guess you know all about jacking off, huh?" The boy looked at his dad who gave him a thumbs up, and the boy nodded agreement. I, now close to a cradle-robbing cocksucker, removed the boy's shoes, pants and underwear, and laid him on the sofa. I played with his pecker which looked to be hard and about five inches. I looked at the boy and told him, "You have a really nice pecker and I'm going to make it feel good." I licked the shaft and the rim and kissed the head, pushing the uncut skin back as I did. Again I looked up, "I'm going to make this last because that feels the best. You try not to cum unless I say. Now I'll show you how good a mouth feels on your dick." With that I engulfed the young cock and began a slow blowjob. After a minute the boy was groaning loudly. I stopped and asked, "Was I right? Does this make you feel great?" He groaned, "Yeeeeeesss!" I returned to the blowjob. Suddenly the boy yelled, "I can't help it! I'm going to shoot!" I said, "O.K. It's O.K. to shoot. Shoot your cum right into my mouth." The boy bellowed and shot his load into my slut mouth as I continued to jack him with my hand. I moved up to his face and showed him his cum in my mouth. "This is your cum that my mouth got out of your pecker. I like your cum and I'm going to eat it." I swallowed his cum. "Did you like that?" He nodded that he did. "In public this is called oral sex. But among us we call it by the correct name, sucking cock. That's what I just did. I sucked your cock. Now we're going to relax and have something to eat and drink and you're going to recover. Then I'm going to suck your cock again." I leaned in and whispered, "Just so you know, I'll suck your cock anytime you want." Joe beamed with pride. We all sat around socializing. I had the boy keep his pants off, and to make it even (and enhance his training) I removed all of my clothes. I acted nonchalant but noticed the boy ogling my tits and snatch, not to mention Joe and our neighbor bulging their pants. "You're learning well." I said to the boy. "I'm going to promote you a grade and show you team sex." I had the father take his pants off and lie on his back. I straddled him with my back to his head and lowered my pussy onto his dick and began a slow fuck. "This is fucking. You can be part of a team. C'mere and put your pecker in my mouth and you can see how you and your dad make a team fucking and getting sucked at the same time." I began blowing him while gyrating over his dad. Occasionally I would stop and offer coaching. "When you're doing this, don't think of me as a neighbor or a person or someone's wife; think of me only as a soft mouth for sucking your dick and a warm pussy for you to fuck if you want." I double-pumped them for a few minutes, and they both came the same time. Joe commented, "Now you know how a girlfriend can treat you really good. You'll find it won't be easy at first; girls will be hesitant. But when you finally get her to suck your dick you'll find that she really grows to like it, maybe crave it just like my wife. And remember, if it seems to be taking too long and you get frustrated, stop over anytime, and as my wife said, she'll gladly suck your cock dry." The neighbors left. Joe had me suck him off as he continued talking, "You were great as always – the world's best cock sucking slut. Soon I'm going to promote you, too. Instead of the private booths, we'll go to the theater. It will be full of horny dirty ole men wanting to get their rocks off, and I'll set it up so you can suck and fuck the whole theater while I watch. You'll love it." How right my dear husband was! Suck School We finally walked out of the store, though I staggered more than walked while massaging my sore jaws. We arrived home and Joe declared that I was now a top-notch expert cocksucker. He added, "It also seems in addition to just being skillful, you love cock, love having one in your mouth, and relish being a cumbag slut. I like that in a woman." I again felt pride and satisfaction. I think I really did love and crave sucking cock, and, as for the slut part, didn't much care whose cock I sucked, though Joe was definitely my first choice. My husband continued, "We'll fuck once or twice a day like we always have. But from now on you can give me in-between blowjobs with ease. You can suck me off almost anywhere and anytime: waking me up in the morning; under the table as I eat breakfast; in front of the sofa as I watch TV; leaning over on the car seat as we drive down the road; in public places like under a restaurant table or in a darkened movie theater... limited only by my recuperative powers. As long as I can get it up, if we're not in bed fucking, I want you sucking my cock. Do you understand?" "Yes, I do," I replied with a smile. "Also, to give you practice and since you clearly enjoy sucking any cock, I'll take you back to the bookstore from time to time and watch you suck a dozen or so cocks through the glory hole. Once in a while you can watch me suck someone off, too. Then, besides your blowjob skills I'd like to see you improve your slut whore skills. It would excite me to watch my loving wife act like a slut. Once in a while at our cock sucking practice sessions I might invite a guy into our booth and let him shove his dick up your cunt while you blow me. Maybe sometime I can make it more personal and invite a close friend over for an evening and we could take turns watching you suck us both off. Or maybe I could watch you use your cunt to fuck him. Or we could both fuck you at the same time. Would you do that for me?" "I'll do anything to please my husband," I replied. "My number one is you fucking me. Number two is me sucking your cock. Number three is you eating my pussy. Number four is doing whatever you want me to do. You're right, I like the feel of a large cock down my throat and will suck off any man you want me to any time. And any man you want can fuck me... any time, any place and in any hole you want. And I'll do my number four priority with as much gusto as number one. Is this slutty enough for you? Maybe you'd like me to walk down the street topless?" "Don't think we need that last thing... but let me think about it," Joe chuckled, "I would like you getting in the habit of being braless and pantiless, though. I like how that looks and would be proyd to show you off. But all the other stuff will make me the happiest man alive." Three months down; thirty years to go of cementing our love for each other with non-stop sex of every variety possible. (Though some things haven't come up yet. I wonder if he would like to watch me 69 another girl. Or suck a young boy's pecker. Or fuck a wine bottle. Or tie me up and torture my nipples and pussy. Or have way more than one friend stop over. Or maybe find him a young boy that he could suck. Or.... Ye gads! My husband has turned me into a sex-crazed idiot!) Life is good. Now I have to go exercise my jaw and strengthen my tongue and lip muscles because I can tell I'm going suck off a lot of men and take a lot of cock down my throat. I can hardly wait, and hope Joe doesn't think he went too far turning me into a skillful sex-craved cock sucking and fucking slut.