Gina has been my closest friend ever since we were teens at St. Mary's School for Girls in this small mid-west community. She is somewhat of a free spirit and has always followed her heart and did things her way. I've admired her confident and care-free attitude in taking on life's challenges. She is an assertive woman of the world who has amassed an array of knowledge from her many experiences. Most of those experiences have been with men and I suppose that in some circles she could be labeled a slut. I have prefer to think of her as a lady who simply enjoys the company of men.
As for myself, I always keep pretty much to myself. Oh, I have had a boyfriend or two but I certainly am no man expert. Having recently graduated from junior college, at top of my class I might add, I recently received the good fortune of an acceptance notice to a major west coast university. Gina on the other hand, opened a hairdresser salon shortly after attending our small community college. She now has her own shop just off Euclid Street in Cleveland. It's about a half hour drive from our small community.
One of the things I wanted to do before I moved out west was to get a quick course in handling and treating men. I, of course, tapped into Gina wealth of experience. When I called her, she suggested that I put myself in her very capable hands. She set up some "consultation dates" for me to get me experienced. With time a concern, we agreed to start Monday night. I was to report to her salon, after hours, around 8:00 P.M.
When I arrived, she greeted me warmly and commented on my starch white button blouse and short black skirt which showed off my long legs. I wore black nylons and black opened-toed shoes. She sensed some tension in me and told me to relax. She reassured me that everything was under control. I'm not sure what she meant by that but she then handed me a blindfold and told me to sit in one of the chairs. She noticed that I was a bit apprehensive . "Trust me, Vicky, I have a surprise for you!" she said. I felt more a ease now. I sat down and asked what I should do with the blindfold. "Why tie it on, my dear," she quipped, "and make it tight-no peeking!" I looked around and the mirrors in the long narrow shop make it appear bigger than it actually was. After I secured the blindfold I took deep breath-my heart began to palpitate with anticipation. "Okay, Vicky, my dear" she said, then checked the blindfold to make certain I couldn't see. "Very good...it's nice and tight." Gina came closer and whispered in my ear from behind, "now trust my voice and do exactly as I say."
As Gina calmly stroked my hair I heard soft footsteps. I'm wasn't sure how many but I surmised that there were several people in the room along with us. "Vicky, I want you to sit on your hands and don't move," Gina instructed, and then reached under my chin and tiled my head upward a bit. She caressed my neck with one hand and rubbed my shoulder with the other. "Remember now dear, ...exactly as I say, okay?"
"Alright, Gina," I responded, "I'm in your hands." Above the quiet stillness, I heard heavy breathing and a sort of squeaky sound. This went on for a few minutes when suddenly Gina urgently blurted out: "Quick, Vicky, open your mouth! Open it wide!"
No sooner had my lips parted when a huge shot of thick hot goo hit the back of my throat. As I began to gag, another stream shellacked my tongue. "Swallow quickly, my girl and fight that gag reflex." I took her advice and instantly ate down the sour-salty glob of what I now knew had to be sperm. Then two more steaming bursts found my tongue. I instinctively swallowed again. The cum slightly burned deep in my throat. "Excellent, Vicky, you're doing fine...you managed to catch an entire load of cum cleanly in your mouth without wasting any. You swallowed without hesitation, which shows me you'll make an excellent student. Nice work...you should be proud!" Gina remarked.
"Thank you," I said, somewhat bewildered, breathless, and stunned from the ambush of cum. Before I could gain my senses completely, Gina told me to pucker up my lips. The cock was then rubbed across my lips. "Go ahead girl, give it a peck, and ask for another." I kissed it and licked some cum residue from my lips. "May I please have another cock?" I asked. Why I agreed I still wasn't sure. Perhaps some part of me was secretly enjoying being taken advantage of and I hadn't yet come to terms with it.
"Okay, honey," said Gina, "now this time you'll be doing some real blowing!" As I sat in the chair another guy positioned himself so that his legs were at either side of my body. I could feel his hairy thighs tickling mine. Although I was blindfolded, I imagined that his cock was aimed right in my face just as the other had been. I took my left hand and traced it up his inner leg until I found what I wanted, grabbed it and stroked. I assumed correctly--it was just inches from my mouth. I wish I could have seen what it looked like. It grew in my hand to perhaps 8 inches. Soon it began to poke my lips. He was clearly becoming anxious for oral attention. After poking my lips a half dozen times, I yielded to his need and opened my mouth wide. He avidly took my invitation and plunged into my mouth and throat, unmercifully. His cock stretched my cheeks obscenely; he went further into my throat than I had ever thought possible. My mouth became his private playground. His legs rocked his dick into and out of my mouth and throat. Saliva oozed and leaked from my lips. My head didn't need to bob and I barely had to do any sucking. I was quickly learning how to fight the gag reflex and took my breaths whenever I had an opportunity. "You're a natural, Victoria!" Gina quipped.
Then suddenly, Gina took my hand away from his cock and held both my arms down at my sides. "DO IT NOW!!" I heard her shout and without hesitation he grabbed the back of my head with both hands and sunk his entire cock length down my throat until my nose nested in his short hairs. He trapped it down, plugging my throat so I couldn't breathe. I panicked and tried to free my hands to push him off but Gina held them securely. "Try to relax dear, he's about to offer you a delicious gift!" she calmly whispered in my ear. Still I squirmed...I needed air...I wanted to dislodge his cock but they were having none of it. I nearly bit him in trying to wrestle free when it happened. His cock, now fully engorged, began to pulse and quiver on my tongue, and, finally, delivered spurt after spurt of viscous cream directly into my stomach by way of my esophagus. I had no choice but to ingest his thick dick goo.
That cock was buried in my throat for a least a full minute before Gina loosen her grip and he withdrew from my throat. I immediately gasped, dizzy, drawing in air, pushing him back. I pulled off the blindfold and was shocked to see that I had just been throat fucked by a tall very, very dark black man as his seed swam in my stomach. I was astonished and angry. Both he and Gina started to giggle. "That was great baby!" he said, "I loved fucking white bitches in the throat. I hoped it was good for you, too! Ha ha!"
"As a matter of fact it wasn't, asshole. I couldn't breathe you sick perverted bastards!" I said, looking around the shop. There were six other well-endowed naked men standing there, waiting for my services. I stood up, tossed the blindfold to the floor, and told Gina I wanted to leave.