This is a true story and one I never thought would happen to me or what I would become. I am a happily married woman, being married to my second husband. He was in construction and I was in customer service. I had three children from a previous marriage and he had one child from his first marriage. We had a great marriage, or so I thought.
To give a quick review of my past and upbringing, I was just eighteen when I had my first sexual experience. He was nineteen and a neighbor. His dad was very wealthy and he had a nice car and always had money. He finally asked me if I wanted a ride home from school one day.
I said sure and once that happened, he would just so happen to come by just as school was letting out to pick me up. I was excited by his attention and he seemed to like mine. I am five feet, three inches tall, had blonde hair and blue eyes. I am of German descent so am a little on the thick side with 36D boobs, a 26 waist and 37 hips. I was also a new cheerleader at school.
About two weeks into him picking me up, he gave me a beer to drink on our way home. By the time we got to my house, I was buzzed. He leaned over and kissed me long and hard. I had wanted him to do that forever, it seemed, and finally he did. My mom and step-dad were still at work as they never got home before 6:00 pm or so.
I invited him in and we continued to make out. His hands began to feel my boobs and I was a little uncomfortable with that but figured if I pushed his hand away he would be mad. He quickly moved up my blouse and cupped each boob and squeezed them. I was getting so turned on. His other hand moved up my leg and under my skirt.
I knew he wanted to feel my pussy and I wanted him to. In a matter of minutes, he had his fingers inside my pussy and under my bra. While still kissing me he pulled off my panties and pushed up my skirt to my waist. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my leg. He undid his pants and pulled them and his underwear off in one quick motion.
I broke our tongue-filled kiss and told him I was still a virgin. He whispered he would be gentle. I lay back on the couch, and he spread my legs as he climbed on top of me. He pushed the head of his cock to my pussy and slowly entered me. As he broke my hymen, I let out a gentle scream. Then he pushed his cock all the way in.
I felt tremendous pain and then pleasure as he started pumping in and out of me. It must have only been thirty seconds, and I had an orgasm. He pumped really fast and pulled out and yelled he was coming too. He sprayed cum all over my stomach. I was breathing so hard, and so was he. He buried his tongue into my mouth and kissed me harder than ever.
He finally broke our kiss and asked where the bathroom was. I pointed to it, and he said not to move, and he would be right back. He grabbed his cock and ran to the bathroom and I could hear water running. In a minute or so, he came back with a bunch of toilet paper and wiped up all his cum and my blood off me and the couch.
The couch now had a red stain on it. I told him I would clean that up, and he thanked me and said he had to run to work. I was floating in ecstasy for the next three hours. I cleaned up the blood stain, went and took a shower, and then lay down and took a nap. Mom and Dad never found out, thank goodness!
The next morning, I started my period. At least I knew I wasn't pregnant. Ha Ha. After school, my boyfriend picked me up again, and as soon as we got to my driveway, we were making out again. His hand was reaching for my crotch when I broke the kiss and told him I was on my period.
He smiled and said no problem, that he would teach me something new to do. I was curious and excited at that. We ran into the house, and he had me sit on the edge of the couch. He took off his pants and underwear and told me to caress his cock and his balls. I had never seen a cock up close so I was enthralled. It was soft to the touch, but hard, and his balls felt incredible.
They were like two round stones inside a sack. He then told me to kiss it all over and I loved the feel and texture of that cock. I could feel it swell with each time I kissed it. He then said to massage his balls and put his cock into my mouth. I looked up into his eyes, and he had a wild, desperate, and hungry look.
I put it in my mouth and he said to suck it like a lollipop. I did, and I loved the taste and how it felt in my mouth. He started pumping my mouth as I sucked. He told me to suck it as hard as I could. He then held my head and pumped as fast as he could Suddenly he said he was coming and to keep sucking. I felt a blast of fluid shoot into my mouth, then another and another and three to four more.
He told me to keep sucking out all the cum and I did. The taste was salty and strong. I wasn't sure what to think, but as he pulled his cock out he told me to swallow it all. It took me three gulps to swallow it down, but I did. I thought I would throw up, but held it down.
He asked me if I liked it, and I thought for a second and then said it was okay. He said that I could do that for him when I was on my period. I could only say I would try. He hurried up and put his clothes on and gave me a peck on the lips, said thanks, and left.
I gave him several blow jobs over the next week and got used to the taste. Over the next four months, we had sex almost every day except weekends. He started licking my pussy after my period was over and that made me cum harder than if he pumped my pussy.
He was then asked by his dad to move to Las Vegas to start a construction division there. I was sad to see him go and never saw him again.
I had a couple of boyfriends at school until I graduated. They were both okay, but not like my first. I gave both blow jobs and swallowed almost every time they came in my mouth.
After graduation, I went to community college and found the guys there were more interested in what the girls would do for them as opposed to what we could do together. After two years of classes, I got a job away from home in another city, and that's where I met the eventual father of my three kids.
He was handsome but very selfish. I didn't notice that part of him, as he loved fucking. I had all three kids before I married him. All the while we were together, he was cheating on me with co-workers or neighbors, or drug friends. I finally got the nerve to leave him and moved to another city, and got a job with a home builder.
That's where I met my second husband. He was an assistant superintendent. I traveled some to the sites as a customer service coordinator and would meet with the reps. I will call him Sam. He was older, but such a nice guy. He treated me with great respect, and we just hit it off. He even helped me with my divorce from my first husband. Soon after that, we were married and settled, and happy.
As a consequence of marrying Sam, I had to leave the company and immediately got a job with another company. Each year, both companies would have year-end parties, and we would go to both. A guy who I had seldom worked with at the first construction company asked if there were any openings at my current job.
As it happened, there was an opening he was qualified for. Sam didn't like John, as John was on the loud side and liked to always tell jokes. Sam is more conservative. We lighten up at home and with friends, but with people we worked with, Sam always thought it best to stay cool.
This is where things began to change for me. As a consequence of having children my boobs increased to f cups.
John began to talk to me more. He seemed to find a reason to be in the lunchroom when I was there or come over to my desk to ask questions about work. I didn't think much of it. I mentioned it to Sam, and he said John was hitting on me.
I said no way, as he's married also. John kept this up and found a way to have me become his assistant. He ran the HVAC sales side, and it was a chance to learn that side of the business. Sam didn't like my moving over to that department, but left that up to me. I truly thought I would just see John as a workmate and nothing else.
As the weeks passed, John and I did get to know each other much better. He told me some things about his marriage that were weird in my book. He and his wife had been married for many years. They had one daughter, and she was at the age of eighteen. Now she liked boys and giving head.
John's wife had caught her giving some guy a blowjob in their backyard one day and never said anything to her. She just told John about it when he got home. He confronted their daughter, but she said she was just trying to help him with his zipper because it was stuck. Some story. Well, John didn't believe her, but the mom just didn't seem to care.
They didn't have sex anymore as she had no desire according to John. He asked me on occasion if Sam and I still had sex. I said yes of course. I told him that it wasn't right, though, for me to talk about that with him. I thought that might be the end of his talk.
About two weeks later, though, he again brought up the conversation at a lunch with several co-workers. They all had different things to say about what they liked in sex and what their favorite things to do were. It was like a game they were playing.
Both men and women spoke up. When it was my turn to speak up and answer, some of the gals said they figured I was a good blow job queen. I couldn't believe it. I could feel the embarrassment turn my cheeks and chest red. Everyone laughed.
It became known that each girl had a pet name, one was the anal queen and one was the doggy queen and I was the blow job queen. Even the guys had theirs. John was known as the priest because he didn't get any!
The next few weeks, we were busy, and then Sam and I planned our vacation. The kids would be at their grandparents' place for a week, and we had a trip to Hawaii planned. The day before we left, though, Sam was laid off. Total shock! The company laid off ninety-five percent of the workforce. They had told Sam his job was not in jeopardy.
Then this. He was devastated. We went on our trip but the layoff hung over his head the whole time. He tried to act as if everything was ok, but it wasn't. When we got back, he got a job with another company but at a much lower pay rate. He would have to prove himself and work up to get the same pay as before. I was also mad and upset. I blamed Sam for this, even though he had no control over what happened.
I got back to work, and John knew something was up. I told him what had happened. He consoled me and made me feel good about myself. I began to enjoy his company and even began to leave early to work so we could have coffee together. One day he mentioned that he thought my nickname of blowjob queen was cute and he liked it.
I didn't blush this time. He said that his wife had given him one blowjob just before they got married but had never done it since. That was seventeen years ago. I couldn't believe that. He said she didn't like it, and after having their daughter, they had sex three times in the months following her birth, but not since. He even asked if I liked sex and if I liked giving Sam blowjobs. I said, of course I did.
Over the next week, we shared more coffee and he asked more intimate questions about what I liked in sex. Sam and I were not intimate right now. I told him I really liked giving head and even enjoyed swallowing cum. I didn't like cum on my face. I told him if the guy is giving me his cum then I'm not wasting it.
We laughed. John looked at me and asked if I would ever consider giving him a blowjob. I wasn't expecting that but given our chat I shouldn't have been. I said I didn't think so unless we both were not with our mates. I figured that was the end of that. I actually felt flattered that he asked me.
It took a lot of courage for John to ask. A week later, John mentioned he was going to the doctor about a condition and would be leaving early. The next morning, he didn't show up for coffee. I texted him, and all he said was he was running late. When he got to work, I asked how his doctor appointment went.
He just got this weird look and said he would text me the story. He did just that fifteen minutes later. His doctor told him his balls were too full of cum and that he needed to jack-off or something to get the cum out.
He couldn't expect his wife to help and he didn't want to go to a hooker He didn't know how to take care of his problem. He asked if I would cancel his appointments for the day, and he would text me later.
I assured him I would, but felt so bad for him. His wife was no help, and now his balls were so full he was having problems just walking or sitting. I was thinking about John for the next two hours. It was late in the morning, and all of a sudden our power went off in the building. A transformer had blown up or something and the power company called our emergency cell line to tell us the power would be off till early morning. We were told to just come back in the morning.
I texted Sam but then cancelled the text and thought maybe I could help John. I texted John instead and told him what happened and asked if he would meet me at a park that was on my way home. He answered absolutely. I knew what I wanted to do, but just didn't know if I would do it when we met up.
I hurried out and got to the park, and John was already there. My car had a console, but John had a truck with a full front seat. I got out and climbed into his truck. He had a big smile and so did I. I told John I had been thinking about what he asked me and now I wanted to give him that blowjob. He had to promise not to tell anyone and that it would be a one-time-only thing.
He readily agreed. I told him also that I wanted no cum on my face or clothes because I didn't want any evidence. Of course, he agreed. Okay, let's do this I said. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear. His cock was already getting big. I leaned over and took ahold of his cock and wow did it felt full. I looked up at his eyes just before putting it in my mouth.
I pulled his cock out several times just to gaze at it. I licked up and down the sides as John moaned. His cock was about the same size as Sam's but it was John's cock. That is what made it exciting. He let out a moan when I put the whole cock in my mouth down to his balls. I pulled it out again and told him I liked sucking cock very much. He said he couldn't believe how good it felt.
After playing like that for about five minutes, I figured he needed to get that release. I started bobbing my head up and down faster and faster and massaging his balls. He grunted loudly and said he was coming. Boy, did he.
He filled my mouth. I swallowed. He filled it again, and I swallowed. He filled it again and again I swallowed. He filled my mouth five times, and I swallowed that mouthful all five times. Fortunately, I brought some water with me just in case. After gulping down my fifth mouthful, I grabbed my water and took a sip. Wow I said. I've never had so much cum come out of a cock and balls ever.
John was sitting with his eyes closed. I just looked at him for a minute and then asked if he was okay. He said it was the greatest experience he ever had. Then he said thank you to me. I looked down at his cock and it was still erect as ever.
I asked him if he felt any better yet. He didn't know if he did yet. He finally said he didn't know he could cum so much nor that I could enjoy swallowing so much cum. I said I didn't know I could either but now I do know I can. Five minutes later I was sucking his cock for everything I was worth. When he came again, it wasn't nearly as much. But he still gave me two mouth loads and I sucked out small dribbles for another three minutes more.
So that started my cum addiction of John. I gave John another blowjob two days later. I surprised myself by asking John to meet me so I could enjoy swallowing his cum. The next morning I wanted another cum load. Before the week was out we started each morning off with me sucking him off. A week later I was sucking him off each morning and two days after work. About two weeks after that I got a load of cum from John each morning and each afternoon.
Sam never found out because I tried to make sure we still had a good sex routine, also. After about a month of our two times a day of relieving John of his cum Sam was asked to go out of town for a long weekend. We had planned to go out of town ourselves to a bed-and-breakfast inn for two days, but that now would have to wait.
I told John that maybe he could arrange to take that same Friday off as me and come over after I took Sam to the airport. We could spend more time getting his balls drained. Of course, he was all over that idea. I got back home by seven or so, and John came over by eight.
As soon as he came in, he had my coffee for me and a big hard-on. I told him to strip down and get in front of me. I slobbered all over his cock for a few minutes then I went to work sucking every inch of it. I massaged his balls and even sucked each one to help them fill up completely. I hadn't sucked him off in two days so I knew his balls would give me a good load.
He grunted, and that was my signal that he was coming. He didn't disappoint. He filled my mouth four times. Each time was sweet and salty. After I got each drop out I enjoyed some coffee. About fifteen minutes later I sucked him off again.
Three mouthloads that time. Twenty five minutes later I got another mouth full of John's sperm and cum. Then it was about once each hour he would give me another load of his sweet salty cum. By four in the afternoon he was exhausted and I had a stomach still half full of cum.
I had sucked out and swallowed nine loads of cum. I never thought a guy could produce so much cum. He drank three liters of pineapple juice, which helped keep his body producing sperm. Sam called later and wondered how my day had gone. I told him a lie and said I had just stayed at home and not done anything.
The following week was back to normal after Sam got home. He flew in Monday afternoon, and we had sex for hours. Tuesday morning I had to go to work, but Sam didn't need to go in till noon and only for a couple of hours. John and I started our two a day blowjobs again. Some mornings I got two loads of his cum. We even got a few days of lunchtime blows.
Eventually, John got laid off. My job was in jeopardy until the manager got me reassigned to another department. John and I met for a few weeks, and then he got a job out of town. My last time getting his cum was on a Wednesday and I sucked him off three times that morning and Sam almost caught us.
I had finished sucking John's cock and said our goodbyes. I pulled out onto the street and down about two blocks, up comes Sam. He had tried to catch me before I got my coffee, but John had already gotten me some. That was close. This all happened eight years ago, but I still wonder from time to time how John and his wonderful balls are doing.
Sam and I are still married, and our sex life is better than ever. I give Sam a blowjob every day and he cums more now than he used to. I am a happy girl for sure.
