Chapter 103 - Blindfolded: Swallowing and Rimming story

I came up for air and then went back to work. He took my head in his hands and guided my mouth back onto his c.o.c.k. This time he held my head still while he thrust his d.i.c.k into me. I just closed my lips around his shaft and opened the back of my throat and let him f.u.c.k me. After a minute or two of this, his grip on my head became firmer and his pumping c.o.c.k more forceful. His balls stopped slapping his inner t.h.i.g.hs as his sack drew his balls tightly against the bottom of his shaft. His breathing was rapid and shallow and I knew he was close.

Laughing, he raised his head and asked, 'Do you wanted me to c.u.m in your mouth?'

As if I had a choice, I shook my head, yes.

When he g.r.o.a.n.e.d, "Ohmigod," I immediately forced my head into his l.a.p, against his pumping h.i.p.s, pinning his a.s.s down too the bed. As he started his o.r.g.a.s.m, he was all the way inside my mouth, the head of his c.o.c.k past the entrance of my throat without triggering my gag reflex. My nose and lips were buried in his pubic hair. He was wet and smelled of sweat and pre-c.u.m. I continued to press my head down into his crotch against each spasm of his approaching o.r.g.a.s.m. I kept my head still and waited...his hands still on my head.

"I'm gonna c.u.m,' he wailed, 'I'm c.u.m.m.i.n.g...f.u.c.k!"

Then came the first blast, it was big and I could feel its heat in my throat because he was as far into my mouth as possible. Two, three, four more squirts came. Then more, and more, he continued to pump c.u.m into me, holding my head an thrusting against my face as I resisted his thrusts, but not his c.u.m. Stream after stream after stream of this guys c.u.m poured into my throat. He kept pumping his c.o.c.k into me until he was done. I kept him in me while his spasms subsided. He stayed hard the whole time. When he tugged on my head, I pulled my head up and let him slip out.

When I reached out to the next guy, instead of his crotch I touched hid b.u.t.t. 'Rim me, faggot,' he snapped.

Shocked I hesitated and …smack…out of nowhere the palm of someone's hand cracked against my n.a.k.e.d b.u.t.t. Before I could act one way or the other …smack… Someone said, 'You him, lick.'

Resigning myself, I pulled his b.u.t.t cheeks apart and licked in between them, my tongue darted at the acutely s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e skin between his balls and his a.s.s. As my long pointed tongue slipped between my luscious ruby red lips, the guys hooted and hollered disparagements such as, 'Look at that f.u.c.k.i.n.g-faggots tongue. When its fully extended he could have put some guys d.i.c.ks to shame,' one of them laughed.

Then as I slid my tongue all the way up, I circled his puckered a.s.s in excruciatingly slow, teasing circles the guy m.o.a.n.e.d, "That's it you nasty bitch... Use that long tongue and b.u.t.t f.u.c.k my a.s.s hole.'

My supple tongue dancing around his tight star made him m.o.a.n and squirm with p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. Laughing, the guy said, 'Go on f.u.c.k it... F.u.c.k my a.s.s.'

Amid clapping and more jeers from the audience, I stiffened my tongue and poked it right past his puckered sphincter. That's it chuckled someone standing near the head of the bed, 'Bang his a.s.s with your tongue.'

'Yea, stab me with it... Pierce me with your long c.o.c.k tongue you dirty f.u.c.k.i.n.g faggot,' squealed the bastard as I started pumping my tongue in and out, the same way that Lewis f.u.c.k.e.d me. The feeling of me f.u.c.k.i.n.g his a.s.s with my tongue sent new sensations up his purple veined shaft to the head.

Suddenly he spun around and said, 'Suck my d.i.c.k, faggot,' as he grabbed the sides of my masked covered head and guided my face toward his c.o.c.k. When I felt the head of his c.o.c.k against my lips, I obeyed taking his c.o.c.khead in my mouth and s.u.c.k.i.n.g as hard as I could. But he wanted more than that. He grabbed my head and forced my mouth down on his shaft, making me swallow the whole thing. I almost choked as his d.i.c.k hit the back of my throat. He started f.u.c.k.i.n.g my mouth so hard that my lips touched his pubic hair and his large balls slapped against my chin. His d.i.c.k would pump in and out several times. Then he would pull out and rub his thick tool on my lips and I would flick out my tongue and lick his pee-hole. Then, he would slap my tongue with the head of his c.o.c.k as he drove it back inside my mouth even deeper than before. I s.u.c.k.e.d his c.o.c.khead, making loud slurping sounds.

I took a hand off his shaft to grab his nut sack. When I started rubbing each ball between my fingers it made him grab my head and push my mouth further down on to his c.o.c.k. I gagged but continued to deep throat his c.o.c.k. With a few more jerks of his c.o.c.k, he started to buck. Then he shot load after load of his hot sticky c.u.m down my throat. As more c.u.m dripped out I licked it up and swallowed it. I ran my tongue up and down the length of his shaft a few times to make sure I collected everything.

I felt someone sit down at the head of the bed. When he said, 'Come up here and suck my d.i.c.k,'

I froze for a moment because even masked, I recognized that voice. It was my Uncle Felix. Shame faced behind my mask, I turned and knowing that everyone watched as I crawled over to Uncle Felix. When I reached forward and grasped his c.o.c.k in my hand and gently squeezed it, he was sitting cross-legged, his c.o.c.k standing up in front of him.

Like all c.o.c.ks on my mother's side of the family, it was huge, at least ten inches. Opening my mouth, I engulfed it, swallowing only about half of it before the head hit the back of my throat. Felix g.r.o.a.n.e.d, 'Aaaaaaaaaah,' as he felt my mouth close over and my lips clamp down on his c.o.c.k. He could feel my mouth s.u.c.k.i.n.g on his c.o.c.k as my tongue swirled all around it in my mouth. I s.u.c.k.e.d his c.o.c.k, bobbing up and down, swallowing him entirely each time.

As I s.u.c.k.e.d I wondered how uncomfortable Sunday dinner at mom's house was going to be.

I knew he wouldn't last much longer, not with everyone watching. Sure enough, not a minute or so later Uncle Felix g.r.o.a.n.e.d, 'Ohmif.u.c.k.i.n.ggod,' out loud as he started to c.u.m. Every one there could see my cheeks billowing as Uncle Felix shot his hot load into my mouth. I milked his c.o.c.k with my hands and mouth as he c.u.mmed. Squeezing all of the c.u.m from his c.o.c.k before letting it go and sitting up, a tight-lipped smile on my face.

As I lay down to catch my breath, someone slid across the bed and lovingly c.a.r.e.s.sed my aching c.o.c.k with their strong fingers. Then he leaned forward and kissed the head of my swollen c.o.c.k. His hot breath and warm lips had me roaring. As I ran out of patience, I gripped his head and rammed my hard c.o.c.k into his mouth and down his throat. He m.o.a.n.e.d loudly with excitement as I brutally used his mouth as though it were my wife Barbra's p.u.s.s.y.

Pulling out, he straddled my shoulders and moved into a 69 position with his c.o.c.k and balls positioned over my face. Without hesitation he pulled my head up and buried his c.o.c.k between my c.u.m coated lips. As soon as his c.o.c.k was in my mouth, I knew that it was Lewis on top of me.

Without taking his d.i.c.k out of my mouth, Lewis drew my legs back and tucked them under his arms to give him easier access to my c.o.c.k. He quickly positioned his head between my t.h.i.g.hs and lowered face down to my crotch and slid my c.o.c.k between his warm, moist lips and started s.u.c.k.i.n.g. Excited I clamped my t.h.i.g.hs against the sides of his head. When his tongue stroked the underside of my shaft, my entire body shuddered my arousal. This was so beyond my wildest fantasy that I could hardly believe that it was happening at first. I was stunned by how good it felt. Trance like, I reached down and c.a.r.e.s.sed Lewis's face as I pumped my throbbing c.o.c.k in and out of his mouth.

Our tongues danced over each other's throbbing flesh in a passionate love dance bringing both of us closer to our much-needed release. We were so in sync with each other, building to a mutual climax, that Lewis tensed his legs at the same time as I tensed mine. Lifting my h.i.p.s off the bed, I forced my c.o.c.k deeper down Lewis's throat, gagging him, just as I released my pent up load of c.u.m in his mouth. I howled around his hard c.o.c.k as I c.u.mmed.

When I felt the tremor in my c.o.c.k, I finished Lewis off with a few swirls of my tongue up and my mouth down his hard shaft and around the base of the engorged head. Even with my c.o.c.k deep in his mouth Lewis made a lot of noise. I was shooting a load of c.u.m past his tonsils in seconds. Sometimes it's good to come quick and powerful like that.

Spent from satisfying eight throbbing c.o.c.ks, I collapsed lifelessly on the bed. As I lay there spent I could hear the sounds of Lewis's guests leaving. After the house quietened I felt Lewis's strong hands lifting me to a sitting position and again placing a cool damp glass in my hand. 'Here, drink this,' he said, 'Dehydration is your enemy at a time like this.'

As I took a sip I was surprised to discover that it was orange juice instead of water. I was so dehydrated that it took two glasses before I started to revive and relax.

Dressed and on the way home, I found my mind drifting back to the voices that had sounded familiar and wondered who they were. I realized that the only one that I could definitely identify was my mother's brother, Uncle Felix. Apprehensively I again I wondered how things would turn out when I had to face him at mom's traditional dinner on Sunday. Oh, well, I thought, I'll just have to cross that bridge when I come to it.

But, I didn't have to wait until Sunday to find out Uncle Felix's reaction. Tuesday evening he called. 'Hello, this is your Uncle FELIX.'

'Yes,' I answered cautiously, 'How are you?'

'Some buddies and I get together Wednesday evenings for a few hands of poker and a little male camaraderie and I thought that perhaps you'd like to join us.' Then without waiting for an answer, he said it's at my friend Sammy's house over on Oak Street. You know the place. I'll see you at say, 7.' Then he hung up. Surprised by the strange turn of events, as I hung up the phone, I thought to myself, this might prove interesting.