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    Melissa Evans - Sling Loving Cum Slut



    The
    following story is a fantasy. It takes place in a world
    where STD's don't exist, and people are less repressed
    sexually. I hope you enjoy it.

    "Damn." Shaking the can, I realized I was all out of Nair,
    my preferred depilatory. I turned off the shower and
    grabbed my keys. I was meeting Jason tonight, and I wanted
    everything to be perfect. A quick trip to the supermarket
    and I was back in the bathroom relaxing in a hot bubble bath
    with my favorite aromatherapy candles burning. I enjoyed
    the warm bubbly softness of my bath for twenty minutes or
    so, then drained the tub. I used the Nair from the nose
    down, watching all my body hair flow down the drain.
    "Tonight's going to be great." I thought to myself.

    I rubbed Baby Oil into my skin all over my hair-free body,
    let it sit on my skin for several minutes, then showered off
    under a wonderful spray of warm water.

    After patting myself dry, I put on a robe and sat at my
    vanity to do my nails and makeup. Jason was taking me to
    one of the hottest clubs tonight, and he love's it when I
    dress real slutty. I put hot red nail polish on fingers and
    toes, and lipstick to match. My eyes were done with strong
    black liner and mascara, sparkly red fading into orange
    fading into yellow eyeliner. I was going to be the hottest
    bitch in the club when I walked in on Jason's arm.

    When my nail polish finished drying, I began to dress.
    First, I rubbed some rogue around my nipples. I would be
    going braless for Jason tonight, and wanted everyone to be
    able to see them in the dim atmosphere of the club. As
    Jason paid for my implants, I think I should flaunt them for
    him. They look great peeking through my sheer lace teddy.

    Next came my stockings, black lacy thigh-highs with matching
    garter belt. Next, my "special" panties. I put my man clit
    in the tube, and tucked it between my legs. I love these,
    when I pull them tight, it makes me look like I have a real
    pussy through my panties.

    I went to the closest and selected the skirt I had specially
    made for just such a night. It is tailored from the same
    lace fabric as my teddy and is quite short, about eight
    inches above my knee. Black and sheer. In bright light,
    you can see right through it, but in the dim atmosphere of
    the club, it will be wonderfully suggestive.

    I looked at myself in the mirror and was quite pleased. I
    looked about as slutty as I could without actually being
    nude. I put on my wig, strawberry blonde with soft curls
    running to the middle of my back, then green contact lenses.
    These colors match my complexion wonderfully. To finish the
    outfit, I selected six inch stiletto heels with matching
    handbag.

    As I walked downstairs, I felt a twitch in my man clit. The
    feel of the stockings and lace against my smooth, soft skin
    is very exciting.

    I was halfway through a glass of wine when the doorbell
    rang. Right on time as always, he is such a considerate
    man.

    I opened the door, and he took me in with a sweep of his
    eyes, grabbing my hand and spinning me slowly around. As I
    was facing away, he moved behind me, cupping my breasts in
    his strong masculine hands and grinding his stiffening cock
    against my ass. He always knows how to make me feel sexy
    and feminine.

    I wanted to start the night right, so I turned, and kneeling
    on the carpet, removed his beautiful cock from his pants,
    and started to worship as he loves. I rubbed the head
    lightly along my lips, back and forth until his pre-cum
    started to flow. I looked up at him and was gratified to
    see his wonderful face smiling down at me.

    "Suck it, my lovely little slut" he told me. I started with
    just the head in my mouth, leaving the shaft for later. I
    twirled my tongue around it slowly, enjoying the little
    gasps and twitches it elicited from him. I unbuckled his
    belt and pants, letting them drop to the floor. When we go
    out, he wears no underwear so I can have easier access. I
    let his swollen member slip out of my mouth, and looking
    into his dreamy eyes, begin making love to his churning
    testicles. He spread his legs and I licked the underside of
    his cum filled sac for a few minutes.

    "You need to hurry if you want to eat my load" he said
    looking at his watch. "We have to leave if we want to get
    there by 8:00". I needed no further persuading. Taking his
    ten inch cock down my throat is one of my favorite things in
    the world, and eating his hot salty cum is up there as well.
    I took him into my mouth, slowly engulfing his hot shaft.
    Once I had him all the way in, he grabbed my head and slowly
    began sliding his full length in and out of my mouth, all
    the way out with a pop. He love the feeling of penetrating
    my lips with each stroke. He fucked my face for about five
    minutes, then thrust deep into my throat, and grabbed the
    back of my head, driving my hot wet mouth deeper still on
    his cock. He swelled to full hardness, pumping ounces of
    his cum into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but
    some dripped out of my mouth and onto my teddy, glistening
    with on the black lace. I started to remove it but he told
    me to leave it there, he wanted everyone to know what a cum-
    slut I was. That should not be a problem I thought, not
    after what I hoped would happen tonight.

    As we are driving to the club, which is about a 45 minute
    trip, I lay across the seat of the car, and gently and
    softly suck on Jason's cock. I find it passes the time, and
    he enjoys it so much. Every so often I hear the air horn of
    a passing truck go off and I look up to wave at the driver.

    We pulled into the parking lot at 7:45. The parking valet
    took the keys, and we moved to the line to pay admission.
    We chatted until it was our turn, and Jason took my by the
    arm, and moved me in front of him. I was face to face with
    the doorman, who was about 6'5", 210lbs, naked from the
    waist up and solid as a rock. If this man had 2 percent
    body fat it was a lot. Blond hair and blue eyes, an Adonis
    on earth.

    He looked at me, then Jason. "Thanks for coming to the club
    sir, that will be $40."

    "Pay him Melissa" said Jason.

    I looked at Jason, who winked at me. I squatted before this
    godlike man (don't want to tear my stockings) and pulled his
    cock out of his pants. I was stunned, and the crowd behind
    me gasped. His monster was about eight inches, and was only
    just beginning to swell to hardness. I took it into my
    mouth, and felt it grow in length and girth. Soon, I could
    barely keep my mouth around it, it was so wide. My mouth
    was completely stretched and maybe half was in my mouth, and
    the head was firmly planted halfway down my throat. I began
    sliding back and forth on what I could get into my mouth,
    which was about seven or eight inches of this massive piece
    of meat.

    "Oh, so you are the cum-slut Jason has told us all so much
    about." I looked up at him and, removing him from my mouth,
    said "I'm here to eat cum tonight stud, want to shoot it
    into me now, or later?" He said just suck it for another
    minute or so, he would feed me later.

    After I left my lipstick smeared along his cock, he pulled
    me up, and said I could have him later, I moved into the
    club with a sad sigh. His huge cock was wonderful, just
    showered, with a slight musky scent. I could feel my man
    clit twitching in it's confining tube.

    Jason place my hand on his arm, and we entered the club.
    The room was filled with men and T_Girls like myself. Some
    of the girls were beautiful, but I was the sluttiest of the
    bunch. The made me happy, and also pleased Jason, who
    grabbed my ass as we walked to the bar. Scotch for Jason,
    a sloe gin fizz for me, and we began our stroll around the
    dance floor. I could feel all the eyes on me, the men with
    lust, some of the girls with jealousy. I could see desire
    in some of the girls eyes as well, and I was also able to
    pick out some genetic females in the club. This excites me
    as I love to perform with real women watching me.

    Selecting a booth from where we can both see and be seen,
    Jason pulls his cock from his pants and tells me to slowly
    stroke him while we sit and chat. We watch the dancers and
    sip our drinks. I look at the cock in my hand, and see a
    large drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip, so I bend down
    and gently lick it up, tasting it's salty sweetness for the
    second time tonight.

    As I sit up, I see a man has approached our table. He is
    all in leather, and is a very hot dominant Master, judging
    by the fact that he had a t_girl scantily clad with her
    hands handcuffed behind her and a leash and collar attached
    to his belt. He said that he had caught his slut watching
    me jerk Jason off, and to teach her not to watch what she
    wasn't invited to watch, he wanted to have her suck Jason
    off and have her catch his load on her face.

    Now, I'm not at all the jealous type, and as I am happily
    subservient to Jason's desires, I look up at him for his
    command. He tells me to move out of the booth to allow the
    slave to take my place. She immediately take Jason into
    her mouth, engulfing all but two inches of his hard cock.
    Her Master is not satisfied with that, and placing his hand
    on the back of her head, forces her down on Jason, impaling
    her throat on his full, stiff cock. Grabbing her hair, he
    drives her up and down the full ten inches of Jason's shaft,
    gagging her with each down stroke. This goes on for about
    five minutes with him brutally forcing her face down into
    Jason's lap, until he let go and allowed her to control her
    own pace. While this was going on, I could see he was
    getting visibly excited, the lump of his cock showing
    clearly through the tight leather of his pants. I was
    stroking it while this went on, but now Jason told me it was
    time for my second load of the night. I laid on my back the
    seat of the booth, letting my head fall over the side with
    my mouth open. Master pulled his eight inches out of his
    pants, and slide it deep into my throat with one long, slow
    thrust. His balls were resting on my nose, and he was
    playing with my tits. He remained there, fully in my mouth,
    for a minute or so, then began using my mouth like a man-
    pussy. Faster and faster he fucked my face, his balls
    bouncing off my nose. He looked at Jason and asked if it
    was ok if he pulled out and came on my face and chest.
    Jason said it was up to him, he could feed my his cum or he
    could shoot it on me, which ever he desired.

    Pulling out, he stroked his cock several times, then erupted
    in a geyser of cum. By the time he was finished, five or
    six ropes of his sticky juice had hit my face and chest,
    soaking through the teddy to wet my titties. I licked it
    off my face, using his cock to bring what I could not reach
    with my tongue to my mouth, and began to clean it off my
    shirt. Jason told me to leave it, that I would be wearing a
    lot more before the night was through. At this time he told
    me he had a surprise for me, one I'd been dreaming about and
    had revealed to him only last week. I knew right away what
    he was referring to, and began looking around the club for
    it.

    At this time, Jason pulled the slave off his cock, and told
    her to kneel on the floor. I knew what was cumming, and,
    not wanting to miss an opportunity, knelt beside her. Jason
    began slowly stroking his fully engorged ten inches, and
    pointed it right at my mouth. As this is something we
    practice often, I knew most of it would hit my tongue.
    Before he came, he told me I had to share.

    Even though it was his second load of the night, it was
    still sizable, and I took all of it, allowing it to remain
    on my tongue as he finished, and wiped it all around my
    face. I then stood up, and grabbing the slaves head and
    tilting it back, slowly let it drip from my mouth into hers,
    sharing the wonderful load of jism Jason had just given me.
    I then kissed her deeply, twirling our tongues and sharing
    the load. To my delight, she then tilted my head back, and
    let the cum slide past her lips and into my waiting mouth.
    I greedily licked her lips and chin, and once I had it all,
    opened my mouth for Jason and Master to see, then swallowed
    my third load. Things were starting off great.

    The three of us sat down, with slave sitting on the floor
    beside the seat next to Master's knee, and discussed our
    respective plans for the evening. Master planned to use
    slave to satisfy any guy who was alone and in need, while I
    was kept in suspense.

    Master and slave left after about 20 minutes, and Jason and
    I had several more drinks. I flirted and teased whichever
    guys caught my eyes, and showed a lot of panty and thigh to
    the entire room. I was as delirious with desire as I could
    get, or so I thought, but Jason would not let me touch
    myself.

    "When the time cums" he said.

    As time passed, we watched several blowjobs and cumshots
    take place at various places around the room, including a
    multiple right on the bar. This was actually one of the
    genetic girls, who was also wearing a collar. Not around
    the throat, but around the waist.

    I looked at Jason and asked when I could have my surprise.I
    pretty much knew what it was, but wasn't 100 percent sure.
    He smiled, and said told me to follow him. We walked to the
    back of the room, and through a door. We entered another
    room, not quite as dark as the first room, but completely
    mirrored with the only music coming through the walls from
    the dance floor.

    In the center of the room I was delighted to see the object
    of my deepest desires. As you have probably figured out, I
    am a slut. I live to be a slut. I love cock, and can't get
    enough. Before I started seeing Jason, I used to frequent
    local bookstores and adult theaters, greedily sucking as
    many cocks as I could in an afternoon. Maybe I will share
    some of these stories with you at a later date. For now, I
    am about to have another fantasy fulfilled, a sex club back
    room with a sling.

    I looked at Jason and thanked him with a deep, wet kiss.

    "I'm confused though, no one is in this room." I said to
    him.

    "Not yet, I'm waiting for you to get ready. The door we
    just passed through is part of a folding wall. Once you are
    in the sling and ready, we are going to open the wall, and
    you will be the entertainment for the night."

    "So many?" I said.

    "You wanted to be a bar cum-slut, now's your chance."

    I realized he was right, this was exactly what I wanted. I
    quickly undressed except for my stockings, garter and shoes,
    and climbed into the sling. Jason connected the buckles to
    keep me from sliding off, and left the room, leaving me
    completely alone and totally exposed. My hands had been
    secured to one of the straps, I was completely helpless and
    available, with my thighs pulled back and secured almost to
    my chest. The strap holding my head could be released to
    allow my head to fall back, opening up my throat like a
    sword swallower.

    Soon, I hear the soft whir of motors, and the wall started
    to fold up. I began to see first startled, then happy faces
    as the crowd began to sense what was to happen.

    Much to my delight, the first person to approach me was my
    friend the doorman, this time stark naked. He had a great
    body, and his cock was swinging between his legs like a
    missile ready to penetrate me. He approached my head, and
    released the strap. Once my head was back, he fed me his
    soft but slowly hardening cock. People started to gather
    around, and I felt hands on me. Jason was standing in the
    DJ's booth , watching and speaking softly with the owner of
    the club.

    I lost track of him at this point as things really started
    to happen. Numerous men were standing around me, rubbing
    their cocks all over me. The doorman was now fully hard,
    and pulled out of my mouth, much to my disappointment. I
    wanted to taste his load. As soon as he vacated my mouth,
    another cock took it's place and the fantasy took hold. The
    doorman, who now told me his name was Zed, moved between my
    legs, and spitting on the tip of his cock, began sliding it
    around my tight man pussy, getting ready to put his cock
    inside me. I spread my cheeks as far as I could, and
    pulling the hard dick out of my mouth, begged him to fuck
    me.

    "Oh Zed, I want it, fill my man pussy." I begged him to
    stop teasing me and put it in me.

    He slowly began moving his hips forward, penetrating my
    tight hole. I relaxed to allow him the easiest entry. As
    his cockhead penetrated my ring, he bucked forward, deeply
    seating his cock in my ass. I now had a cock in my ass and
    one in my mouth. Zed grabbed the straps and began swinging
    me back and forth, impaling my ass on his cock, then my
    mouth on cock of the unnamed stranger at my head. I began
    to get the rhythm, breathing while I was sliding down Zeds
    meat. He was a little bigger than the man in my mouth and I
    was in my glory. I was all but naked, in a room full of
    strangers, taking two cocks at a time. I also realized this
    was only the beginning.

    The man in my mouth began to swell as I twirled my tongue
    along the length of his cock. He told Zed he was ready, and
    he stopped swinging the sling. My mouth friend pulled out
    until just the head of his cock was in my mouth, and jerked
    himself off, shooting his load into my waiting mouth. I
    swallowed greedily and kept him in my mouth, wanting to be
    sure I got all of his juice.

    Zed now pulled out, leaving an empty feeling in my ass, and
    came around and stood with his crotch before me, sliding his
    cock into my waiting mouth, and once again began swinging
    the sling, using my willing mouth to jerk himself off.
    Finally, he let go of the sling, and grabbed my head,
    forcing himself deep into my throat, where he deposited his
    load of sperm.

    I swallowed it all greedily, and he told me that was the
    last load I was going to swallow until the end of the
    evening. I didn't know what he meant until he held up a big
    bowl. I then realized what was happening.

    I was to show the room what a true cum loving girl I was.

    The rest of the evening passed in a blur. I was sucking
    cocks with a dick up my ass all night. I usually had two
    dicks in my hands stroking them while I was getting fucked
    at both ends. At one point I had a chance to glance at
    Jason in the DJ booth. He was standing with his 10 inches
    being swallowed by three of the genetic females, using there
    faces like he used his hand when he stroked his cock. He
    had one of them by the hair, tightly holding her while he
    slowly jammed hr lips up and down his swollen prick.

    I knew he could last forever like this because he had
    already shot two loads this evening, and he was controlling
    the pace. As I was looking away, I saw him pull the first
    woman off his cock and grabbed another by the hair and
    forced himself fully down her throat in one fast thrust.

    As Zed had told me, I did not get to eat any of the cum that
    was being shot all around my lust enraged body. My clit was
    swollen and throbbing, I had not had any release yet this
    evening. Cock was rammed up my ass and down my throat until
    the owner was ready to cum. He would then pull out, and one
    of the other T-Girls would jerk him off in the bowl.

    This went on for about 4 hours. I was slowly getting
    exhausted. My jaw hurt wonderfully, and my ass, which first
    tingled with lust, was now numb with abuse. I was loving it
    and wanted it to go on forever. I fucked and sucked about
    40 men that night, some of them more than once. Over a
    gallon of cum ended up on the bowl.

    When the last man had shot into to bowl, Jason came over,
    and put his cock in my mouth. He had been using various
    real and T-Girls all night while he watched me perform for
    the crowd, but had not shot since he fed slave. This time,
    I was allowed to eat his load for the crowd. I swallowed
    hungrily, having waited hours for a taste.

    After he came, the crowd partied, and on her hands and
    knees, came none other than slave. She was being lead to my
    cock by Master, and was told to suck my cock until I came,
    but not to swallow it. Other T-Girls also took turns
    sucking on my raging hard-on, but slowly, not letting me cum
    yet. When I began to swell, close to my orgasm, they would
    stop, and squeeze the base of my cock, not letting me gain
    release. The tension in the room was tremendous, with
    couples fucking all around the club.

    Finally, slave get back between my legs, and forcing a 14"
    dildo up my ravaged ass, sucked me to the point of sweet
    release.taking shot after shot of pent up sperm into her
    mouth. This she did not swallow, but spit it into the bowl
    along with all the others. Jason took the bowl, and poured
    it into a pitcher with a spout.

    I was release from the sling, and put up on a table on the
    raised dias at the end of the room. Jason handed my the
    pitcher and told me to swallow it all.

    "OK my cum-slut, the room wants to see if you are what you
    claim to be. You have to swallow it all. You don't have to
    chug it down, drink it like a lady, slow, long sips".

    I spent five minutes draining that pitcher, growing more and
    more delirious with lust as I took more and more into my
    slowly filling stomach. I held the last mouthful in my
    mouth and motioned one of the real women to the dias with
    me. She bent her head back, and I slowly let that mouthful,
    and I mean a true mouthful of cum drip out of my mouth into
    hers. We switched places, and she let is slide back into my
    mouth, then back and forth. We traded that mouthful of cum
    from all the men in the room 15 or 20 times, then several of
    the other T-Girls wanted some. I took half and she took
    half, and we began sharing it with all the girls in the
    room, T_Girls and genetic girls.

    The men were all getting hard again seeing this, and a full-
    blown orgy started. I spotted Jason standing in the corner,
    watching me with delight. I realized I had performed up to
    his expectations and could expect more opportunities to
    please him in the future.

    The night was getting on, and the men had all shot three of
    four times by the time we left. I was worn out, tired,
    sore, and a little queasy from all the cum I drank, close to
    a gallon had found it's way into my stomach.

    "Before we go home, there is one more thing I want you to do
    for me. I found out something about the cop who is running
    the speed trap on Howard Avenue tonight. You are going to
    get me out of a speeding ticket. Fix your make up, you need
    to be convincing."

    I wasn't sure what he meant, but had a pretty good idea. As
    he took the exit ramp on to Howard Avenue, he sped up, he
    was going well over the speed limit, and went past the
    anticipated speed trap doing 70 in a 30 mile per hour zone.
    As expected, the cop pulled out and pursued Jason until he
    pulled over in a dark alley. The cop got out of the car and
    asked Jason for license and registration. He flashed his
    flashlight around the car, and the beam came to rest on my
    thigh, where the stocking met the garter buckle. He moved
    the light to my face, where I puckered my lips and blew him
    a kiss, while pulling the straps of my teddy down, exposing
    my breasts.

    The cop looked at me, at Jason, who smiled and nodded his
    head, then back at me. He came around the car to my side
    and opened the door. I turned so I was facing him, unzipped
    his fly, and pulled his cock out of his pants. He was about
    six inches, and fully engorged by now. I took him slowly
    into my mouth, just the head, twirling my tongue around his
    piss slit. I could feel his body quivering with pleasure.
    I wet my hand, and used my thumb and forefinger only to
    gently swirl around the shaft right below the head,
    providing maximum sensation to the most sensitive areas of
    his throbbing cock. He told me he had to cum fast, he could
    not be caught like this. He would lose his job and wife if
    he got caught with his cock in another woman's mouth. I
    silently laughed, thinking I looked like a beautiful cock
    sucking slut. He grabbed my head and began bucking his
    hips. When he got really hard, and began to twitch, I
    pulled off him and jerked him off on my face, letting his
    cum slowly slide down my cheeks and into my mouth and fall
    off my chin on to my tits.

    When he was done, I licked him clean, and put him back into
    his pants and zipped him up. He thanked me, and told Jason
    to be careful that the speed trap was to be in place for
    another week or so. He got back into his patrol car and
    drove off. Jason drove me home, kissed me goodnight, and
    left, on his way home. I went upstairs, showered, and using
    a dildo, fucked my ass while I stroked myself to an orgasm
    thinking about the events of the evening. I ate this one
    last load off my stomach and drifted off to sleep.

    Although this is a fantasy, it is something I would like to
    do, minus drinking the gallon of cum. A few loads, maybe
    ten, I could deal with, not forty. I often wish I had
    discovered these things about myself prior to marriage. I
    expect I would still be married now, but would have had some
    more of the experiences I now fantasize about. If you like
    this story, let me know.


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