It's A Good Thing - Part 5

It’s a Good Thing

Part 49 – I meet the Super Soaker!

The rest of the spring was typical. I spent most weekends at Spencer’s place, and he and I went out to parties every now and then. I fucked him every chance I got, and when I was home during the week with Daddy I almost always woke him up with a nice morning blowjob, even if I hadn’t spent the night in his bed. We had a whole bunch of big state tests at school in April that were supposed to tell us what kind of careers we’d be good for when we got older. I did pretty good on the math and language stuff, and really aced the history and geography too. But there weren’t any questions on sex! LOL! I bet I could have aced the deep throat and ass fucking ones! Ha Ha!

Christine flew in from LA one weekend, and Spence was out of town, so she ended up staying at my house with Daddy and me. They get along really well, and between the two of us, his lovely balls never had a chance to get filled up! At one point, I was laying on my back while Chrissy was on top of me and we were 69’ing, and Daddy was fucking her. It was so cool to watch his hard penis ramming up into her cooch from a couple of inches away. He came in her really good and then he sat back and I sucked every single drop of Daddy’s cum out of her, and then we snowballed it back and forth, giggling and laughing like a couple of freaks. Of course, that made Daddy get all hard again, so this time he had to fuck ME! Chrissy sucked on my boobs while he did it and I had about eleven million orgasms. It was so good! I loved my Daddy and Christine and Spencer so much.

My birthday was coming up towards the end of May. I knew Daddy and Spence were planning some kind of surprise, they always did. I didn’t bug them about it, since I knew they wouldn’t tell me, and I remembered last year when they found those guys with the humongous penises to come and fuck my brains out, so I figured it would be pretty good, along those lines. And I was busy with my finals and all at school.

My birthday was on a Wednesday, of all things, and Daddy asked me if I minded that he’d like to postpone the party until the weekend when we’d all have much more time.

“Heck no, I don’t mind, Daddy. Is it gonna be a BIG party?” and I raised my eyebrows like that Goucho Marx comedian guy at him, laughing with the memory of last year.

“Well, not exactly. I’m not going to tell you any more, except to say that Spencer has really outdone himself this time, I don’t know where he comes up with these things, but he told me about it and I did some checking and . . . well, let’s just say that you’re going to really have a blast!” he grinned at me. I smiled and hugged him back, and finished with the dishes after our dinner.

So Daddy set up the “party” for the Saturday after my birthday, and Monday was Memorial Day, so we had a three day weekend, which was cool. Daddy took me out for dinner on my actual birthday day. I wanted to be really sexy and grown up for him, I was 14 now and that was how old the character Juliet was in Shakespeare’s play, of course, and Joan of Arc was only 14 when she led the French, and even Pocahontas was only 14 when she seduced John Smith! So I was on a roll. I ran home from school, and went through my usual routine when I wanted to seduce Daddy. First, two good enemas to clean myself out. Then a nice long hot bath with plenty of bath beads to soften my skin and get me nice and smooth. I shaved my legs and made sure my nice bare coochie was in good shape. My mound was really forming up nicely now as I got older, and my pussy lips were nicely formed and not too big or anything. I played with myself a little bit and gave myself one nice orgasm just as a tune up. I soaked in the tub for a while afterwards and then got out and dried out with a big fluffy towel, and then rubbed nice warm body lotion into me all over, as much of me as I could reach, and I could reach a lot! I did some stretching exercises too, to make sure I was still limber, ‘cause it had been a while since I did any gymnastics and I didn’t want to get all out of shape or anything. I was still able to do a split of course, and I could hold my calves and spread my legs straight out on either side of me, and I could bend over and put my palms flat on the floor and keep my legs straight, and I could still sit on my butt and put either leg behind my head, and even lock both my ankles behind my head and sort of rock back and forth on my butt.

I put a jeweled butt plug in, and then picked out my outfit. I settled on a nice blue mini dress that hugged my figure really well, and then flared out past my hips. The top was scooped out and showed off my boobs pretty good. My boobs were really growing now, there must have been something that clicked ‘on’ or something, because I was a full D cup since around Easter. My nipples were still really sensitive, of course, and my rings were always there to remind me of them too! My hips were finally coming in, I wasn’t such a skinny minny stick figure any more! But I made sure I did my exercises and all, and rode my bike a lot, because I didn’t want to get TOO big!

I picked out a nice blue satin and lace garter belt to put on, and rolled my nicest pair of hose up my legs, fastening the clips and making sure everything was straight and all. I twisted and turned in front of my mirror, I really liked the look of the nylons on my legs and how the straps framed my little pussy and my butt. I found a nice pair of sexy heels, and added some jewelry and stuff, and dabbed a little bit of perfume on too.

By the time I was finished prepping and preening myself (I’m SOOO bad!) Daddy was done with whatever he was doing downstairs, and I bounded down the stairs to show him.

“Hey Daddy, how do I look!” I said, strutting into the den where he was just shutting down his laptop.

“WOW! Honey, you’re fantastic! You look so grown up I can’t hardly believe it!” he gushed, which of course made me super happy. I grinned at him and said, “Thank you!” and went over to sit on the edge of his desk. I leaned over to give him a hug around his neck.

“I like dressing up for you Daddy, I like being sexy and grown up. But I’ll always be your little girl ...” I whispered.

He held me and then looked into my eyes.

“I can’t believe it’s been 14 years since we brought you home from the hospital that day. You were so cute, all red and beefy and snuggled up in your mother’s arms . . .” and his voice trailed off as he looked away.

We were both silent for a moment.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, sweetie?”

“Do you think you’ll ever get married again? I mean, you hardly ever go out anymore with anyone your own age, you know?”

He looked at me with a smile.

“Oh, I don’t know why not. I have a few lady friends that are out of their teens, you know!” he said with a chuckle. He winked at me and I thought I detected a little twinkle in his eye but couldn’t be sure.

I really wanted Daddy to be happy again. I mean, I know I was there for him at home, and we had a very special relationship, but he needed to have a woman friend that he had more in common with. I wasn’t so dumb that I didn’t know that.

We chatted for a few more minutes and then we went out to the car, and Daddy drove us to the restaurant. We went to Fontaine’s, which is about my almost favorite place, they have really nice food and cute waiters and everything. I had chicken marsala with pasta on the side, and a big salad, and then a slice of key lime pie for dessert! BURP! I stuffed my face, like I always do.

Daddy and I talked all through the meal about my future and what I wanted to do with my life and all, he said that I was fourteen now and that meant that I’d really have to start to think seriously about what I wanted to do with my life, I couldn’t just be a kid forever. He said my grades were good enough to get me into pretty much any school I wanted to go to, and I could do anything I wanted to.

Tell the truth, I hadn’t really thought all that much about it up to now. I mean, I liked doing what I was doing, but I didn’t know if Daddy would want me to be a porn slut for the rest of my life! LOL! I said maybe I’d want to get into porn and be a movie star.

“Honey, if that’s what you want to do for a few years, I certainly can’t deny you the opportunity. You need to realize though that most girls who get into that don’t last a very long time in the business, it can be really tough” he said seriously. I nodded.

“Yeah, I guess so. But it might be fun to do for a while, I don’t know. I love having sex, you know, and I love being with other people and making them have good orgasms and all. What else can I do?”

“Honey, you’re smart as a whip, you can do anything you set your mind to.”

We talked about maybe me being a lawyer or a doctor or even a veterinarian or something. By the time we were all talked out, we were finishing dessert and it was time to leave. Daddy paid the bill, and we walked outside. The place where Fontaine’s is, is a part of town that’s got a lot of nice little shops and restaurants and stuff, with cool old street lights that look like little flames in them, and brick sidewalks and stuff. We held hands and just took a little walk to work off some of the food! I loved being out with my Daddy, he was so handsome and strong and so very very nice to be with. I kinda strutted along in my sexy slutty dress and all, and I slyly noticed that nearly every guy was sneaking peeks at me, and some of the girls too, they were jealous of my handsome man! I felt so grown up and sexy and sophisticated.

We got to a corner of the street, and I turned to Daddy and pulled his face down to mine while stretching up on my heels, and I felt my dress ride up so I know that my stocking tops were just about showing, and I pulled Daddy’s face to mine and kissed him real sexy, sexy as I could. When we parted lips, I whispered, “Daddy, I want to go home and make love to you all night long, over and over again and I want you to spray all of your lovely cum right into my pussy!” and squeezed at his slacks. He was nearly stiff!

He went, “ummmmmmm” into my ear and we turned around and walked back to the car. He opened my door for me and I jumped in and waited for him to come into the other side. As soon as he pulled out of the garage and we were on the street headed home, I leaned over and pulled his zipper down and wormed his nice warm penis out, so I could suck lightly on it on the ride home. I did. He enjoyed it, I know, because he kept going “oohhhhh…mmmmmm” every now and then and his penis would shiver a little bit and a nice warm salty blob of pre-cum would bubble out of the tip and I’d lick it up and swallow it down after letting its taste spread all over my mouth and teeth and gums and stuff. He had his arm trailing down over my back and rubbing lightly on my butt cheeks and that felt really nice too.

We finally got home, and I raced up inside into his bedroom and jumped on the bed, waiting for him. He strolled in and lit a few candles for the atmosphere, and it was really sexy and romantic there. I sat on the edge of the bed as he came over to it.

“Daddy, let me take your clothes off, OK?” I said, reaching up to help him undo his tie. I slipped it off from around his neck, and then unbuttoned his nice crisp white shirt and pulled it out of his slacks, and then helped him pull his undershirt up over his head. When we got that done, he was standing there in front of me in just his shoes and socks and his pants. I nuzzled up to his strong chest and kissed and sucked around on his belly, licking his chest. I liked that Daddy didn’t have a bunch of chest hair, just a little bit. I nibbled and bit lightly at him while I reached down to undo his belt. But Daddy grabbed my hand.

“Wait. Shoes first. Then the pants..” he said lightly, so I dropped to my knees next to him and lifted each foot in turn to unlace and remove his shoes. They smelled like rich leather and Daddy. Not stinky at all! I pulled his socks off and put them in his shoes and then pushed the set down under the bed. Then, staying on my knees, I undid his belt the rest of the way, and put my hands on either side of his waist.

“Ok Daddy, let’s get these pants off you!” I giggled, easing them down over his butt and lifting each leg in turn to get them completely off. I tossed them onto a chair and turned to take in the sight.

There was my Daddy, naked except for his sexy silk boxers, and they had a big bulge in the front and a wet spot where his leakage and my spit must have left a stain.

“Oh Daddy, we got spit and stuff on your boxers! Can’t have THAT!” I said, and I slowly pulled them down off his waist. I loved watching his nice penis come into view. I pulled the boxers down off of his shaft and as I did, it sprung up and smacked me right on the chin! I shrieked in mock alarm.

I reached out to gently grab his shaft with one hand, and then angled it down a little bit and inched my mouth up close to it, until the broad head was just almost touching my lips. I started whispering to it.

“Why hello, Mr Penis! You’re a very attractive fellow, you know that? All nice and hard and pink and leaking a little bit. I like you very very much. I owe my life to you, that’s right, if it hadn’t been for you, Mr Penis, I wouldn’t even be here, so I want you to know how much I appreciate the orgasm you had in Mommy to make me” and I opened my mouth to kiss it ever so lightly on the very tip.

Daddy groaned again.

“Oh sweetie, that’s so delicious, you make me feel so good. . .” he breathed.

I pursed my lips and kissed the tip of his cock over and over again, murmuring how much I loved it and wanted to make it feel good.

“Now, Mr Penis, in just a little bit I’m gonna put you waaaaaay up inside of me, in a nice warm pink tunnel, and I want you to shoot all of your hot little sperms up inside of me for as far as you want and as long as you want, is that understood? I want every single little tadpole inside of Daddy’s body to come and live with ME!” I chuckled. I kissed and nibbled around on the head of Daddy’s cock for a few moments, and then jumped up and lay back on the bed, pulling my dress up over my head as I did and tossing it away so I was laying there in just my stockings and heels, and I pulled Daddy over my body, locking my legs around his back.

Daddy leaned down to kiss me and we smooched as I fitted his beautiful hard penis into my pussy. I was already soaking wet down there from flirting with Daddy for so long, and his hard cock slid into me like a hot knife through butter. It felt so good and filling. I groaned as Daddy’s length plowed into me, parting my wet folds and sliding fully up into me. My pussy welcomed him, and he slowly began to slide and and out of me, a few inches at a time. I grabbed at his tongue with my lips as he started to fuck me, rocking my hips up at him and pulling him into me with my feet.

“Oh Daddy, yes, fuck me fuck me, that feels so good, please don’t ever stop” I moaned into his mouth. My bald little peach was slippery and sloppy as Daddy pistoned in and out of me over and over. I orgasmed loudly in just a moment as I felt his hard cock slam into me over and over, my little cervix getting battered by his huge cock. My poor little teenage pussy was just no match!

I grabbed at my boobs as Daddy continued to pound into me, kneading and pulling at my nipples, making them hard and little rocks on my tits. My wet pussy squelched and made slippery noises and Daddy grunted above me, his passion overwhelming me with love. We fucked for long moments, and I came again, clutching Daddy to me.

“Oh fuck Daddy, I’m cummmmmming!” I cried out, my heels flailing away at his backside, my legs bent and my thighs wide open for his entry. My pussy walls gripped at him, sucking and slurping and the only sound in our bedroom was the wet slippery sound of his hard cock slicing up in to me over and over and over. Every now and then he’d slow down and very slowly slide his entire length out of my cooch, except for the very tip, and then he’s very slowly slide all the way back into me, and it felt like his cock was a mile long as he burrowed up into me.

I pinched my nipples so hard it brought a tear to my eyes. Daddy leaned down and latched onto one with his teeth and bit down and I shuddered through another orgasm as the pain latched onto my clit and just wouldn’t let go.

On and on we fucked. Time stopped. I held my Daddy close to me, our bodies sweating and grunting. My pussy quivered with every stroke, and Daddy’s balls were filling, filling with billions of little squirming spermies, ready to be shot right up into my uterus. He started wheezing and breathing heavy.

“Oh baby, oh baby . . . I’m close . . . you’re so good, so good . .. can’t help it . . .gonna make me cum. . .”

“Cum, Daddy, cum in me, please, shoot it all up in me, I want it, I need it!” I moaned in response, pulling him in with my ankles locked. He came in and kissed me and our tongues dueled and our lips locked and I tasted his spit and then he shuddered and pushed so far up in to me that his cock split my womb open and the sharp lightning bolt of pain pushed me over the edge one more time and I cried out.

His cock swelled in size and a huge bolt of hot, wet, salty semen blew out of the tip and splashed wetly onto my walls, my uterus sucking at it, welcoming the gooey blast. He shuddered again, and another huge rope of white blew out, drowning my pussy.

I came screaming his name as my pussy convulsed around his strong, hard cock, his balls ejecting massive quantities of sperm and semen into me, the same semen that had made me when he shot it into my mother with the very same love. His sperms flowed into my chamber, spreading out along the pink walls, seeking the egg that wasn’t there.

Daddy came so much that I felt it leaking out of me, squirting down out of the juncture of our bodies, dribbling down my crack and dripping from my butt onto the bedclothes beneath us. Gradually Daddy stopped heaving and grunting, and my body relaxed beneath him and we collapsed together on the bed, our hearts racing and lungs bursting. His cock continued to throb inside of me for a long moment, leaking the last of his cums out until I was positive he was totally drained.

Our lips kissed and I felt so blissful and peaceful, finally, as the aftershocks of my own orgasms drifted away on wings of love. I gripped at his cock with my muscles, not wanting to let him go.

“Oh Daddy, that was so good, so good, I love you so much, thank you thank you thank you for your sperms, I feel so full of you. . .” I moaned into his mouth. He leaned over to nibble at my ears, and I giggled and when I did his cock slipped out of me and my pussy farted a very unladylike noise! That made me laugh even more and Daddy finally fell over next to me and laid his arm across my chest and hugged me to him.

“Happy Birthday, squirt!” he grinned.

~ ~ ~ ~

On Saturday, I slept in a little bit, ‘cause I figured I might need my energy for whatever big orgy Daddy and Spencer had planned for me. It was warm outside, so after breakfast I went out and laid by the pool topless to get a start on my summer tan. I tan pretty easily, and I was pretty white from not being anywhere over Christmas break like before. About lunch time, I heard Spencer drive up in his car, and I hadn’t seen him for a week, so I jumped up and ran into the house to meet him.

“Spencer!” I shrieked as he came in the front door, “I missed you!” I shouted as I launched myself at him and spread my legs to land right on his waist, my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I kissed him wetly, licking his lips and running my tongue all around his mouth, sloppy gunk and all.

“I missed you too honeybuns, Happy Belated Birthday!” he said, kissing back and hugging me to him. I just don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have my Daddy and Spencer to take care of me and love me and fuck my little teeny brains out all the time!

I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the kitchen.

“Are ya hungry do ya want something to drink or eat, maybe me? ha ha ha, how ‘bout a ham sandwich or something I was gonna get something too” I babbled on as I got some iced tea out of the fridge and slapped some ham on bread. I made us both sandwiches and handed one to him.

“So how was your birthday dinner? I understand you and your father went out on the town?” he asked

“It was soooooo good, Spencer, we had dinner at Fontaine’s, you know I like that place, and then we took a walk around the square there, and then we came home and Daddy, like, Daddy fucked me sooooo good I could hardly walk the next day!” I gushed at him, squeezing his hand. “Now, YOU owe me good fuck too! I want it for my birthday present!” I squealed.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, you’ll get your present little lady, you’ll see!” he laughed as we sat and had our lunch.

After lunch, I went out to the pool again while Spence and Daddy watched a baseball game, and then Spence came out around 2 o’clock I think, and laid on a pool chair next to me. My little boobies were getting warm from the sun and my nips were standing up, looking for someone handsome and sexy to kiss them, which is what I told Spence when he asked me what was up. Well, you can imagine how that ended up! LOL

I took Spencer up to my bedroom and we made love for nearly two hours, and it was spectacular, he licked my pussy for ages and I had about a zillion orgasms and then I sucked on his Perfection for the longest time and just gave it my utmost attention, and then Spencer put It up inside me and we fucked forever, and he did me upside-down and sideways, and then he orgasmed all of his Perfect Sperms way up inside me just like Daddy did and maybe they even met, and I can imagine the conversation. . .

“Oh hey Mr Daddy Sperm – how ya doin?”

“Ok, I guess. It’s nice in here, ain’t it? Warm and pink, eh?”

“Yeah, sure is. We just got here though. Quite a ride, eh? That first blastoff’ll kill ya if you’re not ready!”

“True dat! A whole bunch of us got really dizzy when we got here and banged our heads on the ceiling!”

“Hey, man, seen an egg anywhere around? You know, just in case we wanna do the zygote thing?”

“Nah, nothin’ here at all. We’re gonna wait around in case one drops down, ya never know.”

“Yep. Hey, it beats the alternative.”

“Whaddaya mean?”

“Heck, I got a cousin who said he knew a whole bunch of guys who drowned the other day! They shot out and got splattered all over some girl’s tonsils, and then fell down a deep ass well and landed in a lake of iced tea!”

“What? Shut the front door!”

“That’s not the worst! He said he heard it from a reliable source that a whole troop full of perfectly good swimmers ended up in a REALLY dark ol’ place, and landed in-“

“Hey, honey buns wake up!”

I was jolted out of my reverie by Spencer’s voice. “It’s about time for your special gift, how ‘bout we get cleaned up and go back downstairs and see your Dad and you can celebrate?”

I nodded dumbly and I staggered to the bathroom to clean up a little bit. Spence went down ahead of me, and after putting on a pair of satin boyshorts and a crop tee that just barely covered the top half of my boobs, I went downstairs. He and Daddy were talking to a stranger in the living room.

“Hey, there’s the birthday girl now! Julie, this is Marc Donaldson. Marc, my daughter Julie.”

I shook his hand. He looked to be in his thirties, I guess, a little older than Spencer but not as old as Daddy. He was average looking, I guess, about daddy’s height, brownish hair, not really super cute or anything. He was wearing a tee shirt and some baggy grey sweatpants, and sneakers.

“So, what brings you here, Mr Donaldson? Are you friends with my Daddy?” I started the conversation. Daddy brought in a tray with some iced tea for me and a couple of lite beers for them. I wasn’t crazy about the smell of beer but I let it slide. Spencer and I sat on the sofa and Mr Donaldson dropped into the chair across from us.

“Julie, your father tracked me down through, well, some mutual acquaintances, and explained that you were celebrating your birthday this week and asked me to come by and meet you. He said you were quite an amazing young lady, and that you were very grownup and really smart, and that you’d appreciate my . . . gift.”

I blushed a little. “Thank you, Mr Donald-“

“Please, call me Eric.”

“Uh, ok, Eric. So, where’s my gift?” I added with a quizzical look.

He turned to Daddy.

“Did you tell her?”

“No, no I didn’t. I thought it might be easier if you just . . . show her.”

I looked curiously at Eric. He stood up in front of me and slowly started to loosen his sweats. I looked up into his face.

“I think I’m gonna like this gift” I said coyly.

I watched with some bit of anticipation as Eric loosened the sweatpant tie thingy and and slowly pushed them down. He was wearing some boxers under the sweats which seemed a little odd, and he had an average sized penis. It didn’t look any thing spectacular, certainly wasn’t even as big as Daddy’s or Spencers. It did look bulged out a little unusually but not anything really crazy.

“You ready?” he asked, and I nodded.

“Yeah, let’s see it.” I said, leaning forwards a bit.

He pushed down on his boxers, and his cock slowly came into view. It was getting half hard, and sprung up a little bit when it was finally totally exposed, and Eric dropped his sweats and boxers to the floor and kicked them away. His penis was rising slowly, like a snake being charmed by some Indian guy. His pubes were mostly trimmed away, so that was good. But then he spread his legs a little bit and. . .

O M F G

I mean, really OH MY FUCKING GOD

His ball sack was huge. Easily the size of a softball. I’m talking immense here, folks.

“What the heck?” I murmured.

Eric reached down and pulled his cock up and away for an unobstructed view.

“What the heck?” I repeated, looking up at him and cocking my head (no pun intended!)

“I have a rare medical condition, something called ‘engorged testicular trichotomia’.”

“What is it?” I asked, still fascinated by the size of his sack.

“It’s a condition that’s triggered by excess testosterone. It’s not really discovered until puberty starts. The hormones that turn it on and off get out of whack, and my developing body is flooded with them. As the testicles are formed they become much larger than normal. My testicles ended up being almost three times the size of quote, normal, unquote ones. It’s not dangerous, luckily, just rather uncomfortable at times. It’s hard to find underwear that fits. My slacks have to be custom altered. And I have to be careful not to get kicked in the balls, of course.” He smiled at me.

“And there is one more thing, as well.”

“What?”

“There are three of them.”

My eyes widened.

“THREE of them! Wow! Can I-” and I reached out my hand, I wanted to feel that nutsack in my fingers.

“Sure”

I reached out and rested my fingers under the huge sack hanging there. It felt like I was carrying a bag of potatoes or something. I could feel all three of his balls rolling around inside, it was really weird.

“Cool. They’re really warm.”

“One of the side effects of the condition is that my semen production is literally non-stop. In most males, the amount of semen and sperm that is manufactured reaches a point and then it stops until an ejaculation, at which point between the prostate gland and the testicles, semen is regenerated, and that’s that. But in my case, the manufacturing process never really stops, which means that I have to ejaculate six to seven times a day or my balls get extremely painful. I have to wear a sort of milking sleeve at night to drain all my cum into. It’s really not all that pleasant sometimes” he finished, wryly.

“Well, we can’t have that!” I grinned up at him, hefting his penis in one hand and cradling his ball sack in the other. It was so weird feeling three balls in there.

Daddy chimed in.

“Eric makes his living providing sperm samples and doing custom work for couples trying to get pregnant and also research labs. Plus, he does the occasional adult film.”

I looked up at Eric again, and then over at Daddy. He was grinning like a fool.

“Julie, meet The SuperSoaker” he said with a laugh.

Spencer leaned over to poke me in the ribs.

“Your father and I spent weeks trying to find this guy. We told him about your birthday, and he promised to hold off any sex for a couple of days. He promised that you’ve never had a load like he’s going to give you.”

O M F G, I thought to myself again.

“Ca-can I suck it?” I asked no one in particular. Eric dropped the shaft down so it was pointing right at me.

I leaned in closer and opened my mouth to capture the end of his penis between my lips. It was warm and tasted clean. The hard shaft was easy to suck, and I quickly captured almost all of it in my mouth, not stopping until my nose was pressed up against his groin. I worked my tongue all around the shaft and sort of swallow/gulped with my throat. He groaned.

“Ohhhhh shit, she’s good. . .” Eric breathed above me, and I smiled inside.

“Oh yeah. The best.” Spencer added, the dear. I twisted my head to look up at him and winked with the stranger’s cock in my mouth.

I started to work on Eric, and quickly got into it. His cock was nice to suck, not too big around and it fit perfectly just about, it wasn’t hard to do at all. I trilled my tongue around the head of it, and started slowly jerking the part that I didn’t have in my mouth. I tasted a drop of salty pre-cum out of the tip, and let it spread around my gums.

I pulled it in all the way, and just the very tip of it bent down over the back of my throat. I was able to completely deep throat the whole thing with hardly any issue at all! I was proud of myself, to tell the truth.

I worked on Eric for about five or six minutes, with Daddy and Spencer watching avidly on either side of me. Daddy had his new super high quality video camera pointed directly at my face, and I tilted my head and looked directly into the lens. I wanted to perform for them and make them proud, so I gave it my all. Slobber, spit, drool, the whole nine yards. I kept tasting drops of precum from him. Eric had his hands lightly holding the sides of my head, guiding me back and forth and wriggling his hips around every now and then, making sure that every square inch of the inside of my mouth had contact with his cock. He was moaning and groaning about how good I was, which made me feel super good inside. I lightly rubbed my coochie with one hand, but I was concentrating on getting Eric to cum, that’s all. You know how I get when I’m sucking cock, sometimes I just zone out and get lost in the moment.

Eric’s penis was easy to suck on, it was actually a bit smaller than I’m used to – both Daddy and the Perfection are longer and wider – and it was pretty smooth. I went from tip to base over and over again, keeping my spit and my tongue working, my hands around Eric’s hips and holding his butt as I impaled my face on his cock over and over. He was moaning and grunting, telling me how good it felt and how much he loved what I was doing.

After a while, I went all the way down on him, even pushing my tongue out and trying to lick at his ball sack with it, and I swallowed roughly, once then twice again, and I think that must have flipped the switch in Eric’s cock. It was all the way back in my throat when I did that.

“Oh my god, that’s so fine, so fine.” He gasped. “Are you ready, Julie, I’m about to blow off and I wanted to warn y-”

“Ummmm mmmmmm, gah aahad ummmm ummmmm ummmm!” I croaked out with his cock pretty well stuffing my face, it was hard to form words.

He shuddered once and raised up on his tip toes, and then he pulled his penis from my mouth and grabbed the shaft about half way up, jerking on it spastically. The cock head was pointed right at my face, about eight or ten inches away. I looked down my nose at the bell end and crown.

He never made a sound. Not even a peep.

Then suddenly, the very tip of his penis opened up and the single biggest rope of cum I’d ever seen in my life (and I’ve seen a LOT of cum!) shot out and literally almost knocked me backwards. My entire head recoiled with the force and it felt like someone had thrown a water balloon right in my face. I shrieked in surprise as it struck, smack in the middle of my forehead and spread out in twenty different directions, soaking my hairline and shooting out over the top of my head like a fireworks burst. I barely had time to react when the second blast hit. He grunted and I watched as he pulled back on his cock.

This one hit just next to my nose and blew a line of white semen all the way up, over my cheek and across the corner of my left eye and disappeared into the hair above the top of my ear.

BAM! A third shot cannoned out and hit my lip, and my mouth opened just in time for most of it to disappear right into it, and it was so big and so forceful that it made me gag and I choked like some little baby, coughing most of it right back out over my lower lip.

The fourth jet nearly took out my eye. Luckily, the bridge of my nose right next to it took most of the blast, but even then the stinging sensation of the salty, thick goop blinded me as the white liquid filled my eye socket and started waterfalling down over my cheek. My eyelashes were glued shut with the creamy white stuff.

I turned slightly when that one hit my eye, and the entire right side of my face from my cheekbone to my jawline was almost instantly snowed under with an avalanche of semen, a lone white line danced across my face and ended up falling directly into my ear.

SPLAT! The next jet came a-calling, and found my face a willing and eager target. It blew across the tip of my nose and my left cheek, dribbling down almost to the corner of my mouth.

The next squirt hit my right eyebrow and added to the pool of sperm blinding that eye with a curtain of white.

I gaped my mouth open, and within microseconds, two huge jets of salty, warm, slightly sweet sperm flew in and completely covered my tongue with a white blanket that pooled underneath and threatened to overflow my teeth and dribble out of my lower lip. I pushed most of it to the back of my mouth and tried to swallow with a closed mouth.

Bad move. My lips were closed when the next missile landed, pasting hot white lipstick across my entire mouth and rocketing off onto the side of my face. I gasped and gaped my mouth back open, feeling the lipstick drool off and start to drip down over my chin.

I didn’t have much time to think about it, because just then, a big huge bolt of hot semen struck me on the left side of my face, caroming up and filling half my left eye socket and drooping down to slide over the skin of my cheek below it.

By now I looked like someone had dumped a bucket of white yoghurt over my head. Cum drooled and dripped from every angle. It clogged one eye completely and was even dribbled into my ear on one side. Aural Sex!

I blinked and the white curtain on my one eye almost lifted, just in time for my one other good eye to receive a blast of white that caused me to blink rapidly. I giggled at the feeling as the slightly salty goop made everything look like I was peering through a set of cream colored curtains.

The barrage just didn’t let up. If I hadn’t been peering out through my near-blind eyes at Eric directly in front of me, with his astoundingly huge balls tossing out cupful after cupful of sperm at my teen face, I would have thought there were half a dozen men giving me the facial of a lifetime. Each audible splat! recorded another stripe of white glazing my features. The aroma of all that sperm assailed my nostrils, making them flare in sexual heat. Suddenly, I snorted as a big line of sperm got accidentally inhaled right up my nose, and I almost drowned.

Impacts continued, like an asteroid barrage on Star Wars, and I had no Hope, much less a New one.

Bang! Right cheekbone.

Splash! Forehead.

Squit! Chin.

Squelch! Bridge of nose.

Pzzzzzt! Left eye, again!

Boom! Right side of jaw.

Phliffft! Right into my hair. Now I’d have to shower again!

Gurk! Open mouth, rattling around my teeth like a white pinball. Gulp! Down he goes!

Whoosh! Across my left cheek, over the bridge of my nose, and into my right eye.

My face was drenched. It dripped off of me onto my top, wetting it down over my boobs and making my hard little pebbles poke out like I was in a wet t-shirt contest on Key West Summer Break.

I tasted cum, I smelled cum, I looked THROUGH cum, and even HEARD cum as my earlobes got inundated.

The sun started to go down, and still Eric blasted away at me...

No, just kidding there. He was, after all, human. Just an oddly genital’ed one with a freakishly large set of balls that must have held a half pint of semen. Well, not anymore. It was all over me, festooned across my features like a whitewash of sperm, blanketing my face from top to bottom, completely covering every square millimeter. It was clumped in my hair, dripping down like white rain. It dripped from my chin in large white teardrops, wetting my top and even drooling down the rest of the way to drop onto my bent thighs.

“Oh my god”. Eric could hardly breathe himself.

“Holy shit. . .” Spencer murmured. “Need a towel?”

I tilted my head and tried to look up at him. He was a big white blob.

“No. I neeb a cadoo. Or a whoaboat.”

Daddy laughed. “Honey, you look like a drowned rat!” he guffawed. “I’m sorry, sweetie. But you’ll see later on. You are absolutely drenched, hon! You’re not going to believe this when you see the video.”

I nodded, grinning like a fool, and started spooning the cum on my face towards my mouth, raking it with a bent finger like I was a snowplow and my face was the parking lot at McDonalds. I filled my mouth and swallowed, and then filled it again, and swallowed, and finally just thought, “oh, fuckit!” and rubbed what was left into my skin.

It took me ten minutes, but I finally got almost all of it either in my tummy or massaged into my facial skin, until I was gleaming and shining in the light. My hair, meh, I couldn’t do anything with it until I got under the shower. The men all watched me with amusement. Eric was still panting like he’d run a mile in hip waders. Spencer had his arm around me, lightly massaging my neck under my hair.

I unbent my legs and straightened up, still blinking cum from my eyes.

“Wow!” I said to Eric. “That was. . . the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced! You must have had a gallon of sperms in there!”

“Well, not quite,” he chuckled, “but I’ve always had huge loads. Most women can’t even contain an entire ejaculation if I’m trying to impregnate them. And I get paid by the pint at the clinics!” he laughed.

I nodded in agreement. “Holy heck, that was amazing!” I gushed, hugging him while trying to keep my still-damp face and boobs from getting goop all over him.

“Happy Birthday!” they all yelled out, and I smiled and laughed as a half quart of sperm dried on me.

It sure is a good thing your face can’t get pregnant!

Part 50 – That Championship Moment

I looked up in admiration, awe, and yes, a little apprehension at the stiffly erect penis in front of me, my hand holding it firmly around the base, fingers not even close to touching. A bead of clear pre-cum bubbled out of the tip, replacing the one I’d just licked off with the tiny pink tip of my tongue. The owner inhaled loudly, his strong, masculine aroma assaulting my senses, making my nostrils flare and my nipples harden. I do believe a large drop of something wet dripped from my naked pussy as well. I shifted back on the big, warm wooden bench I was perched on.

“My god, you have a gorgeous penis, Mr 17”, I breathed, looking up at the huge black man standing before me in the steam and fog of the locker room shower. “I sure hope I can fit it all inside of me!”

I was already a little bit sore, actually. Mr 17, as I called him, would be the – I had to stop and count back for a second – nine, yeah, ninth big basketball player on my favorite team to fuck me so far. It was getting late, but I could always sleep in tomorrow, school had finished for the summer more than two weeks ago, and I promised Spencer and his friend Lance, the guy who worked for the team, that I’d do the entire team after they won the championship! It was so exciting, we went to the game and it was really close, the score was 117 to 115 at the end, and it was actually Mr 17 himself who’d sunk the winning jumper just before the buzzer and the whole place went bonkers, confetti and paper and stuff flying around, and people running onto the court, mobbing the players and the whole thing. Spence and I were up with Lance in his box and were screaming and cheering and high-fiving each other and Lance picked me up and swung me around and give me a big smooch right on the lips which I wasn’t expecting but was OK, I guess, ‘cause we were all caught up in all the excitement. I’d never been to a big championship game before and I was so excited!

We watched the huge celebration for a couple of minutes, and then Lance said we should go down and maybe try to get on the floor for the ceremony with the trophy and all because that was really exciting, so we took the fancy little elevator down to where the regular people sat, and Lance led the way, I stayed in the middle and Spence followed behind, his strong hands on my shoulders sort of steering me how to go. I had on a tiny schoolgirl skirt and some white thigh highs, and black heels, with a white top over my shoulders that was scooped pretty low on top and showed the insides of both boobs, even though there was a piece of stretchy material across the top holding things together, and there was a big elastic band under my boobs, so my midriff was like totally bare. As we pushed and shoved our way onto the floor where everyone was still screaming and yelling and dancing around, there was confetti flying and balloons coming down from up in the roof and guys with cameras and cheerleader girls and just everybody was kissing and hugging. I felt hands reach out and grab at me, which scared me for a minute but then I thought it was kinda sexy, I mean, these guys (or girls!) were grabbing my butt and my boobs and I didn’t have any clue who they were and they’d never know who I was or anything but they got ...