My story is about a sexual experience that I had on New Years Eve two years ago

The story I am going to tell concerns the first time I
experienced a man’s cum in my mouth. I was curious
about what it would be like to have a man cum in my mouth
but never had enough courage to suck any of my sexual
partner’s cocks to completion. It just didn’t seem like
it would be appealing to me to have sperm in my mouth.

One night my boyfriend and I were having sex and after an
hour of stimulating intercourse John asked if I would
suck him off. The idea of putting a man’s penis in my
mouth did not bother me even though his cock was wet with
my own juices. It was the act of accepting his ejaculation
in my mouth that I had trouble with. I willingly put his
hard prick in my mouth and began to suck it.

John instructed me to slide my hand up and down his shaft
while I worked his throbbing joint in and out of my
mouth. I had worked John’s cock to the point of climax
but I panicked when I thought about the consequences of
him spurting cum in my mouth. I pulled his cock from my
mouth and began to use only my hand to jack him off.

I could sense John’s disappointment that I didn’t let him
cum in my mouth but I just couldn’t bring myself to do
it. As John’s body stiffened he announced that he was
going to cum. I didn’t want to get the bed sheets messy
with his cum so I looked for something to contain his
cum. The only thing within my grasp was an empty wine
glass on the nightstand. I took the glass and held it up
to his cock and directed the white spurting stream of
semen into the glass as John’s cock bobbed up and down
from his mighty contractions.

I succeeded in containing all of his cum in the glass to
avoid the wet spot then quickly took the glass to the
sink, poured the contents down the drain and wondered why
John would actually want me to put that sticky mess into
my mouth and swallow it.

A few days later I was talking with a few of my girl
friends over a cup of coffee and the subject of cock
sucking worked its way into the conversation. I had
mentioned that I just didn’t see what the big fascination
with men cumming in a woman’s mouth is. “Why do they get
off emptying their penises in our mouths?”

Then Karen, my friend since high school asked, “Well
have you ever done it? Have you ever swallowed John’s
cum?”

I said, “Of course not. Have you ever swallowed Tony’s
cum?”

Karen said, “All the time. I love it. At first I
thought the same thing you do but after I tried it I
developed a taste for it.”

The other girls seemed to be grossed out by Karen’s
comments. Then Karen asked, “Have any of you tried it?”

Only one of the other girls answered yes and she said her
boyfriend forced her to swallow it and she hated it so
much that she stopped seeing him and never let a guy cum
in her mouth again. Karen told her that if the
circumstances were different and she wasn’t forced to do
it and approached it with an open mind that her opinion
would be quite different. Karen went on to say that since
she started swallowing her husband’s cum that her sex
life had improved 200 percent.

That comment got a big laugh from the girls but I could
tell she was serious and her words got me thinking. I
spent the next few days thinking about Karen’s words and
the sense of disappointment that I detected when I
refused to let John cum in my mouth. Could Karen be
right? Should I give it a try?

The next few months of sex with John were for lack of a
better word, mundane. Sex had become so routine and
predictable that I was beginning to get bored but I
didn’t want to say anything about it to John for fear
that he might get offended. The routine of foreplay that
we had was getting so repetitive that it was difficult to
distinguish one sexual interlude from another. We were
just going through the motions of sex to achieve an
orgasm but the excitement was gone.

I kept thinking of what Karen had said about her sex life
improving 200 percent after she started swallowing cum.
I wondered if it had some aphrodisiac powers that could
heighten the sexual experience. I decided to give it a
try but I needed the right opportunity.

The right opportunity came on New Years Eve after John
and I had returned from a party. We were both slightly
intoxicated and took a half finished bottle of champagne
to the bedroom where I emptied the contents into two
glasses that had been sitting on the night stand for a
toast to the new year. I unzipped the back of my long
black formal evening gown and let it fall to the floor.
I removed my bra and let it fall to the floor as well.

John was removing his tux but was unsuspecting that
tonight was going to be a radical departure from the ho
hum sex we had had in months past. As soon as John got
fully undressed and lay on the bed I pulled my panties
down past my crotch to reveal my completely shaved pussy
that I had worked on for hours earlier that day. John
had never seen my pussy hairless before and I could tell
he liked the new look.

With my panties still on but pulled below my crotch I
picked up a glass of champagne and wet my finger in the
bubbly liquid. I dabbed my finger on the end of one of
my nipples so that it became erect and moist. I did the
same for the other nipple and watched John’s reaction.
His cock was beginning to show some signs of life as it
began to grow in size.

I decided to continue with my teasing floorshow by
removing my panties completely off and raising the empty
champagne bottle to my lips. I turned the bottle upside
down and pushed it in my mouth pretending it was a giant
cock that I began to suck. John was lying on his back on
the bed and I crawled on top of him so that I was
kneeling right over his face.

My pussy was inches from his mouth as I continued to deep
throat the empty champagne bottle in and out of my hungry
mouth. John couldn’t help raising his head putting his
mouth on my pussy to taste the juices that were starting
to moisten the lips of my vagina. I pretended that the
neck of the bottle was John’s cock and that the taste of
John’s cum was going to be as sweet as the drops of
champagne trickling down onto my tongue. I put the
bottle down and asked John if he wanted to drink a toast
to the New Year.

He nodded, too busy licking my cunt to bother giving a
verbal answer. I took a glass of champagne, leaned back
and told John to open wide. His mouth was right under my
pussy as I poured the champagne on my chest between my
tits and let it roll down across my flat stomach, over
the lips of my pussy and into John’s open mouth. He
drank every drop and licked my thighs and pussy to lap up
any remaining champagne that didn’t make it to his mouth.

When he finished his toast I told him that I wanted to
drink a very special toast that night but it wasn’t going
to be champagne that I wanted to drink. He looked up at
me and asked what it was that I was going to drink. I
told him that he would have to wait to see what I wanted
to drink.

Still kneeling on the bed I picked up the champagne
bottle again and wetted the mouth with my saliva. I then
inserted the neck of the bottle past the folds of skin on
my pussy and deep into my vagina. John’s face was right
below the bottle as I worked it in and out of my wet
cunt. I asked him if he liked watching me fuck myself
with the bottle and before he could answer I took the
bottle out and stuck it in his mouth.

“How does my pussy taste?” I asked. “I want you to fuck
my pussy with the bottle while I suck your cock.”

John worked the bottleneck on my pussy like a jackhammer,
moving it in and out while I stuffed his meat down my
throat. The feel of his swollen cock in my mouth and
the bottle in my cunt brought me to a delicious climax as
my body writhed in ecstasy. I was committed to make this
a night to remember though. No stopping now. I had to
continue with my resolve to turn my sex life around.

John’s cock was standing at attention when I reached over
to the nightstand and opened the bottom drawer. I pulled
out a tube of Vaseline that I kept there and smeared a
glob of the lubricant on the neck of the bottle. John
and I had never attempted anal sex before so I know the
next question I posed to John was quite a surprise.

“Would you fuck my ass now while I suck your cock?
You’ve already made my pussy cum. I want you to make my
ass cum now.”

John couldn’t believe his ears but he took the bottle
from my hand eagerly and gently pushed the mouth of the
bottle into my tight anus. I lay on my back as he pushed
the bottle in my ass, stuck his cock in my open mouth and
began licking my pussy. I was in heaven. I could feel
the bottle in my ass and John’s tongue in my pussy while
I imagined the sweet taste of his cum like champagne.

As good as that bottle felt in my ass I wanted to feel
what John’s flesh felt like in its place. I begged John
to fuck me in the ass and make me cum again. His cock
was twice or three times as big around as the champagne
bottle neck that he had been stroking in an out of my
anal canal but I wanted to feel it.

At first the pain of his massive penis entering my tight
hole was almost unbearable and I winced in agony but as
soon as I relaxed my muscles to let his rod slide
smoothly I felt the agony turn to pure pleasure. I put
my hand on my clit and looked down to the sight of John
pounding my tight ass with his huge prick. I rubbed my
clit as John worked his cock in and out of my ass and it
wasn’t long before I was convulsing to the second orgasm
of the evening.

I could see that John was having a hard time resisting
the urge to cum in my ass by the way my hole was gripping
his prick like a vise. I told him that I didn’t want him
to cum yet.

“I have something special in mind tonight.” I told him as
if what he was getting so far was not special. He pulled
his cock out of my ass and it made a loud suction noise
as my dilated ass hole remained open enough to see deep
inside.

I told John that he had made my pussy cum and my ass cum
but I still needed something for my mouth. I took his
cock, which was still wet and plunged it deep down my
throat. I felt the veins of his swollen penis on my lips
as I moved it in and out of my mouth.

I teased him by gently scraping my teeth on the ridge of
his penis head, which almost caused him to shoot his
load. I told him to be sure not to cum in my mouth and
sensing his disappointment started licking his balls. I
moved my tongue underneath his balls to his ass hole and
gently explored the rim of his hole with my tongue. I
then moved back to his cock and plunged it deep in my
mouth and began some serious suction.

I could tell he was ready to cum so I grabbed an empty
champagne glass and began to use my hand to jack him off
directing the stream of semen into the glass. John must
have taken his vitamins that day because the volume of
cum in the glass was extraordinary. I held the glass up
to my nostrils and inhaled the aroma of John’s sticky
climax. I put my finger in the white fluid and brought
it to my lips for a taste. I was quite surprised to find
that the taste was not objectionable at all. In fact the
salty taste was kind of arousing.

“This is the special toast I had in mind tonight.” I told
John. “Do you want to watch me drink it? Do you want me
to eat your sperm John?”

He nodded.

“I want you to cum in my mouth.” I said. I lay on my
back on the bed and opened my mouth wide. John tipped
the glass over my mouth from about ten inches above my
outstretched tongue. The cum slid out of the glass and
fell directly on my tongue where it made a splattering
sound before sliding into my mouth. I had to close my
throat quickly to avoid swallowing the white creamy
liquid.

I wanted to get a good taste of John’s salty semen before
I swallowed it. It was warm and slimy as it coated my
tongue and engrossed all of my taste buds. I could see
that John was enjoying every moment of seeing me savor
the taste of his cum. I opened my mouth so he could get
a good look at the sperm in my mouth and began to gargle
with the fluid.

I played with it for a long time in my mouth by bringing
the frothy cum up to my lips and blowing bubbles with it.
Some of the cum dribbled past my lips and began to run
down my neck. Then I swallowed all the cum in my mouth
with one large gulp. I could feel the warm cum flow down
my throat and into my stomach.

I wanted to eat every drop of the luscious liquid so I
took the glass and started licking the remaining drops of
cum from the glass. For the cum running down my neck I
told John to go in the kitchen and bring me a spoon. He
brought back a spoon and began to scoop the cum on my
neck into my hungry mouth. I eagerly liked every drop
from the spoon.

“Your cum is so good baby. I want to swallow it every
time we make love from now on.” I said to John as we lay
on the bed exhausted.

My new years resolution was one I had no trouble keeping.
John and I have been having great sex since that night
and I am always eager to let him cum in my mouth and
swallow his cum.

Since that night I have tried several new twists to
swallowing cum including having John feed me his cum with
a spoon after he scoops it out of my pussy. I even went
to a party with my friend Karen where we got gang banged
by twelve guys who made us drink cum out of each other’s
pussy with a straw.

I even went to a fire station and made a bet with eight
firemen there that I could drink all of their cum from a
glass in one gulp. I’ll have to tell you those stories
another time though.

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