Just a couple of years ago, while still an undergrad student at USC, I was dating a guy named Lance. He was 23 and I don’t know what it was, but he felt that he was just a little too good for me. Maybe it was the fact he was a couple years older or maybe it was because he was on the football team or maybe it was because he was built like a tank. He had a sweet side to him but would change his mood in a few seconds and become easily enraged only later apologizing with a promise to never do it again. We had only dated for a couple of months but I had already decided that his next blow up would be his last with me.
There was a large house party one Saturday evening and we showed up together. Lance was wearing his tight collared shirt with a pair of holey jeans while I wore a flimsy black mini skirt, a red top, with knee high leather boots. People were partying out on the lawn and inside while the music shook the house. Lance and I were talking to a few people when he spotted a guy named Bryce, down the hall.
“What the fuck is he doing here? I can’t stand that dude. He was in one of my classes and it was all I could do to keep from breaking his neck,” Lance angrily asked as he pointed in Bryce’s direction.
I lifted my eyebrows up as I took a drink from my solo cup before answering, “Well…”
Lance interrupted me, “Well what? Don’t tell me you dated him. Please don’t tell me you fuckin dated him.”
“Well… not exactly dated. We saw each other a couple of times my freshman year and I… I went down on him once,” I hesitantly revealed.
“WHAT? No fuckin way! You have to be fuckin kidding me! You sucked that mother fucker’s cock?” Lance yelled.
“Keep your voice down,” as I motioned to him with my hands. “It was two years ago and I hadn’t even met you,” I pleaded.
“Fuck you! You cock suckin whore! I know, why don’t you go over there and suck his cock right now and reminisce about that,” Lance blurted out before slamming the house door, getting in his car, and squealing out.
I was crying when my friend Susan approached me, “Britt are you ok? That was ugly. Why do you put up with that son-of-a-bitch?”
As I wiped my running mascara, I thought about it and immediately became angry, “You’re right. Screw him. He thinks I’m a cocksucker, I will give him a cocksucker. I’m going to give Bryce another blowjob right now. I might just blow everybody at this party just to give him something to complain about.”
Susan couldn’t believe what she just heard, “No way. You’re just kidding, right? Right, Britt?”
I gave her my mischievous grin and requested, “Follow me,” as I walked down the hall and approached Bryce. I then added as I took him by the arm, “Hi Bryce, remember me. Come on if you want a repeat performance of that night in my dorm room.”
Bryce knew exactly what I was talking about as he allowed me to pull him along. We went out the door. I looked around and saw a little shed sitting off to the left of the house.
“You are coming with us, so you can be my witness,” I ordered Susan.
The door was smaller but it slid open from the side. I found the pull chain to give us some light. The shed smelled of wood, mowed grass and gasoline. It was also full of yard equipment such as a riding lawn mower, tools, and gas cans. As I looked around, there was some patio furniture stacked on each other, so I took the cushions and put them on the floor in front of Bryce.
Bryce started to speak when I interrupted him while Susan snickered off to the side, “Just be quiet and enjoy my mouth.”
I unzipped his jeans and shimmed them down to his ankles along with his Calvin Klein briefs. His cock was just like I had remembered. It was veiny and about 7 inches long. My knees rested on the cushions and I grabbed his hips to steady myself while I engulfed his half hard cock. In about 5 sucks it was rock hard and ready for my attention.
Susan chuckled, “You weren’t kidding were you Britt? You go girl. Suck it!”
Bryce was gurgling when I grabbed him by his ass cheeks and deepthroated him down to his balls. My head was moving in and out enjoying his veiny shaft. I remembered it hadn’t taken him long in my dorm room and judging by the cum surges, I could feel with my tongue, marching up the shaft, it wasn’t going to take him long again.
“Oh fuck! I’m cuuummin!” Bryce announced as his sperm shot into my throat.
I grabbed his ass and pulled him forward so his cock would actually ejaculate down my throat. The second spurt caused me to slightly cough but I was able to keep control until the twitching dick subsided. When Bryce finished, he was babbling like a child.
“Uhhh, that was… that was fuckin awesome!” Bryce gasped.
I pulled off, squeezed the last pearl out of the tip and slurped it before telling him, “Ok baby, that was fun, now get out and I’ll call you.”
Susan slid the door open with me still on my knees and Bryce walked out. After she shut the door, she commented in the most respectful way, while snickering, “You are such an evil bitch. You weren’t kidding at all. Lance is going to be so pissed.”
“Like I said, screw him. I’m done with that asshole. We are over. I also wasn’t kidding, I’m going to blow any guy here that wants it while I’m still officially seeing Lance,” I snickered back. “Text anybody you know that’s here to come to the shed if they want their dick sucked. Also, tell them to spread the word.”
Sure enough a few minutes later, there was a knock on the shed door. When Susan slid the door open, there were already 4 or 5 guys standing at the entrance.
“Hold on guys. This is Britt and she has graciously offered to suck all your cocks tonight but you have to remain in an orderly fashion,” she announced while pointing at a waving me.
The first guy that stepped in was very young, probably just over 18. He started talking and before I had a chance to stop him, Susan told him to shut up like she was my blowjob manager. I yanked his basketball shorts down to his flip flops while his already hard cock sprang out when the shorts caught it.
It was bigger than Bryce’s and had a huge mushroom head. I sucked on it for a little while, trying to use my saliva as lube. If was going to fit it down my throat, it needed to be moist. While still on my knees, I gave a repeat performance to this guy as I did for Bryce. In no time, he started screaming and once again I grabbed his ass and forced him down my throat.
“Auuuggghhhh, I’m cummin! Shit, I’m….,” he grunted.
With that huge head, it looked like I had a twitching Adam’s apple. I loved feeling the spongy mushroom pulse with every spurt. After he had deposited his seed in my belly, he pulled out with a glob of drool landing on my thigh.
“Whew, that was fuckin hot,” he mumbled as Susan showed him the door.
When she opened it, now the number of guys waiting their turn to get sucked off had doubled. My knees needed a rest so when the large guy stepped in who looked to be in his mid-twenties, I had him take his shorts off and sit down on the riding lawn mower. He was about 6’4, with bushy brown hair and probably weighed 270 pounds. I had to turn him sideways so the steering wheel didn’t hinder my performance.
He had a fat hairy cock. Unlike the others, he kept quiet while I prepared to suck him off. I stooped down and grabbed his half hard manhood and began jerking and sucking simultaneously. He became hard very quickly and his fat 8 inches were not the easiest to fit my mouth around. I jerked and sucked his dong while he leaned back to allow me to do my thing.
Susan announced as she watched his face, “He’s gettin close Britt. Get ready for it.”
I just kept sucking and jerking until his legs kicked forward and dinged the mower as he grunted like a bull without saying a legible word. His cum blasted and hit the roof of my mouth as spurt after spurt filled my jaws. His ass shook and eventually, his orgasm stopped. When I pulled off it, I couldn’t believe the amount this guy let loose. My mouth was full of warm, clumpy sperm.
I swallowed as the large guy growled in satisfaction, “Damn girl that was nice. Thank you.”
As the door slung open, I told Susan, “Now that was a huge load. I can’t believe how much came out. I thought it would never stop.”
She snickered as the next guy was ushered in. He was a skinny, lanky, red headed guy who looked to be my age. I didn’t think sitting on the lawn mower was a good idea because it was uncomfortable for me so I had to find another way. That’s when I spotted a bucket sitting on the shelf and I turned it upside down to sit on it. It was the perfect height to the guys’ crotches as I performed while they stood.
“Ok, dude, pull em down. Britt is at your service,” Susan instructed the red headed guy as if she were directing a social gathering.
The redhead was wearing khaki shorts and when they fell to his ankles, out plopped a huge dong. Susan and I looked at each other and gave that look like, “Wow.”
“Susan giggled, “Damn, this guy might be packing a little more than you can handle, Britt. I think you may have met your match.”
“We’ll see,” I responded as I slid the bucket into position.
I fondled the guys low hanging balls before putting my mouth on his huge light skinned cock. I loved the huge blue vein running up the bottom. I began sucking it and within seconds it was this huge, proud erection that had to be at least 10 inches long! I first sucked the head before my traditional bob and I needed to get the shaft lubed up with my saliva before proving Susan wrong. The guy trembled and enjoyed my mouth sucking his dick. That’s when I went half way down, paused, then engulfed the rest of the length until my lips were pressed against his pubic hair.
“Oh my God, you did it! Hold it right there so I can believe what I’m seeing,” Susan stunningly requested as she stooped down and moved to the side to get a better angle.
When I began deepthroat sucking this monster cock, Susan was giddy with excitement and the guy stated, “I’ve never had anyone that could take it all the way. You are the first.”
I continued to suck, and jerk, and suck and jerk, but he was taking forever to cum. There was a long line and I needed him to hurry up so I decided to use a technique that I have had good luck with.
I stopped sucking and told him to spread his legs more. As he did it, I stuck my middle finger in my mouth and moistened it. I went back to sucking his dick when I slowly slid my hand under his balls and through his legs. When I took my middle finger and slid it up into his butthole, his breathing got heavy and labored.
“Oh shit! Oh shit! I’m gonna shoot!” He blurted out.
He was telling the truth and at that moment began cumming in my mouth. I was careful not to let my teeth scrape on such thick girth. The redhead went weak at the knees and stumbled back when he had finished. His cum was slightly bitter and very salty but I swallowed every drop as Susan showed him the door.
When he stepped out, she told the guys, “Hang on a minute. We need to regroup. Be patient.”
Susan then closed the door and asked, “Where did you learn that? As soon as your finger went in his ass, he started cumming. I have never done that before. Does it always work that good?”
I laughed, “It works like a charm. Guys have a pleasure sensation just inside their anus and when a guy takes too long to blow, I insert Mr. finger here and it hasn’t let me down yet.”
“I think this may take all night at this rate. I say we let two in at a time that way the next guy in line can watch and stroke and will be ready when you finish,” suggested Susan.
“That is a great idea. We will keep a good rotation going,” I agreed.