Chapter 2: Bukkake
The sun is beaming down on us as we walk into the studio, I am feeling so many things at once. I am excited, anxious, and nervous, but also incredibly turned on. I can feel my pussy getting wet as I think about what's about to happen. The studio is dimly lit with black light and I can see bodies of women and men on either side of the hallway, some are half-naked and others are completely naked. I can hear moaning and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.
I follow Samantha to the end of the hallway, where we enter a large room. The room is filled with at least a dozen men of various ages and ethnicities. They are all standing in a circle, completely naked, with their cocks in their hands. I swallow hard and feel my pussy clench with excitement.
"Welcome to Cum Get Cum, the premier bukkake studio in the city," a voice booms from a corner of the room. I turn to see a tall man with a bald head and a clipboard.
He is wearing a sleek suit and a pair of aviator glasses. He looks like he belongs in a secret agent movie rather than a sexual desires studio. He walks towards us with a confident stride and extends his hand towards me.
"I am the director of this establishment. I am here to ensure that everything runs smoothly and that all of our clients are satisfied. My name is Mr. Big."
I shake his hand and try not to laugh at the name. Mr. Big indeed.
He then turns to Samantha.
“I’m happy to see you again, Samantha.”
She smiles back. “Always a pleasure doing business with you.”
Mr. Big then turns to me and raises an eyebrow.
“This must be April. The girl who’s going to try her first bukkake. Are you ready for this?”
I nod nervously, feeling my face grow hot with embarrassment.
“Are you sure you want to go through with it?” he asks, his eyes scrutinizing me.
I nod again, more determined this time.
“Yes, I’m absolutely sure I want to do this.”
Mr. Big nods, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Very well then. Let’s get started.”
He turns to the circle of men and nods. “Gentlemen, this is April. She’s going to be trying her first bukkake today. Show her a good time, alright?”
The men cheer and start stroking their cocks even faster. I can feel my heart beating faster in my chest as I watch them. I just stand there watching them stroke their delicious looking cocks.
“Are you going to keep you clothes on,” Mr Big asks.
I hadn’t even given it a thought, but as soon as Mr. Big asked I knew I wanted to be as naked as possible. My hands go to the hem of my t-shirt and I pull it over my head. I watch as the men’s eyes trace my every movement as I reveal my bra clad breasts to them. I reach behind my back and unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor. I hear a chorus of appreciative murmurs and wolf whistles as my pale pink nipples are exposed to the cool air.
I kick off my shoes and wiggle out of my jeans, leaving me standing completely naked in front of them. I decide I’d look hot in my shoes so I step back into my high heels. My heels click against the concrete floor as I step closer to the circle of men. My pussy feels hot and swollen with anticipation.
"Alright, April. Do you want to suck any of these cocks first?" Mr. Big asks, gesturing towards the circle of men. I hesitate for a moment, before pointing to the tallest man in the group. He's got muscles bulging out of his arms and a thick, veiny cock.
I walk over to him and drop down to my knees. I can feel the cool hardwood floor beneath me as I wrap my hand around his shaft and bring it to my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock, tasting the salty pre-cum that's already seeping out.
"Fuck yeah," he groans as I take him all the way into my mouth. I feel his hand on the back of my head, guiding me as I bob up and down on his cock. I moan around his shaft, feeling it twitch and pulse against my tongue.
I reach down with my free hand to play with my own slick, wet folds. I'm soaking wet, and I can feel my arousal dripping down my thighs as I fuck myself with my fingers. The man's moans grow louder and more guttural as I pick up the pace.
"That's it, baby. Fuck yourself while you suck my cock," he growls, his fingers twisting in my hair.
His words only serve to spur me on. I'm so turned on that I can barely think straight.
As I keep sucking I feel the first of twelve cum shots I’m going to receive splash against my cheek. As I continue sucking, I look up to the other man, the one loosing rope after rope onto my face and give him a naughty wink.
He grins back and wraps his hand around his cock, continuing to jerk himself off. I watch as his eyes close in pleasure and he throws his head back as another shot of cum splashes against my face. I am completely drenched in it, my hair matted against my face, and my lips glistening with the remnants of the man's orgasm.
One of the walls is a mirror and I catch a glance of myself and realize that I’m already drenched. Only one guy has given me his shot and it looks like four men have. Fuck, I still have eleven more to take.
I turn my attention back to the man in front of me. His cock is still rock-hard and glistening with my saliva. I take it in my hand again and lead it back into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the tip, he’s so close. My pussy is on fire and my clit is throbbing. I'm so fucking turned on and I can barely wait for the next load of cum to coat my face.
I continue to suck the man's cock as I watch the others in the circle. As I go to pull his cock into my throat, he pulls out and shoots his load into my open mouth and then aims the rest down to my tits. Two shots! Ten to go!
The next man steps forward, and I take his full length into my mouth, immediately feeling his body shudder as I reach down between my legs to touch myself. I feel my arousal build even further as I imagine what the combination of all these men's loads will look like on my face and body. I feel my pussy clenching in anticipation as I fuck myself harder and deeper, and I can feel the urgency building in the throats of the men surrounding me. I hear them whispering, encouraging each other to finish off, to make me their cum rag.
It turns me on to no end. I moan around the cock in my mouth, wanting to bring every last man to completion. I want to be covered, thoroughly soaked, drenched in their sinful release. One by one, I drain the men in front of me. Their moans grow louder, their bodies shudder, and then with a final gasp, they hand their power over to me. With each orgasm, I swallow obediently, savoring the taste of victory. There's something liberating about being at the mercy of so many sets of new, unknown balls.
Then as I’m brought to a standing position I see myself in the mirror. I’m fucking painted white with cum.
My face, my hair, my tits, my stomach, everything is drenched in it. I can feel the sticky strands of it dry on my skin, and the smell of it is heavy in the air. I’m so fucking turned on. I feel like a dirty little slut, and I love it.
Then Mr. Big steps up behind me and he presses his body against my back and reaches in front of me. He grabs my cum covered tits and just groped them, spreading the cum. Then he takes my hand and brings it to my pussy. Then we slide two of my fingers and two of his fingers into my cunt. I immediately begin having my own orgasm. I’m shaking and if it wasn’t for this strong man holding me up, I’d fall over.
I feel like I’m in a dream, or in the middle of a dirty wet fantasy. My mind is foggy, I can hardly think straight.
As my orgasm subsides, Mr. Big pulls his fingers out of my pussy. I look down to see them covered in my wetness, and I watch as he brings them to my mouth and I suck my flavor off of them. Then he takes me to my knees in front of him as I continue sucking his fingers.
“You want a thirteenth cum shot?” Mr. Big asks.
I nod as I keep sucking and undo his belt and zipper. I pull his slacks down and then his boxers. Well, now I know why they call him Mr Big.
The man is hung like a horse, his cock is huge and thick, and I can barely wrap my hand around it. It bobs proudly in front of him, and I can smell the tangy scent of his arousal. I lean forward and take him into my mouth, relishing the feel of his hot, hard flesh against my tongue. I deep-throat him, taking all of him into my mouth, and I feel his hands' grip tighten in my hair as he moans with pleasure.
I hollow out my cheeks and use my tongue to swirl around his tip as I take him all the way back into my throat. My pussy is soaking wet with desire as I continue to pleasure him. I moan as I suck him, the vibrations only heightening the sensation for him. I massage his heavy balls with one hand, gripping his shaft tightly with the other.
Mr. Big's body trembles as he aids my momentum with his hips, thrusting them forward to meet my eager mouth.
My jaw aches from being stretched so wide and my eyes water from the sheer size of him, but I continue to suck him as best I can. I grip his firm, muscular ass and dig my nails into his skin, urging him to fuck my mouth even harder. He obliges willingly, and I feel the first splash of his warm, sticky cum hit the back of my throat. I gag and cough, but he doesn't slow down. He keeps pumping his hips, pumping his cum into my mouth as I struggle to swallow every last drop.
It coats my throat and drips down my chin, hot and thick and salty. I gag and choke, but I don't stop. I don't dare stop. I can feel my pussy clenching with every thrust, with every jet of cum that hits the back of my throat.
I can feel myself get lost in the sensation, my body trembling with pleasure and desire. I'm covered in it, soaked and sticky and full. I feel like a slut, a dirty little whore, but I can't help it.
I'm addicted to the feeling of cum on my skin, the sensation of it dripping down my body, the way it sticks to my hair. I can't get enough. And Mr. Big knows it. He grins as he watches me, his cock still hard and dripping with my saliva.
"You like that, don't you?" he growls, his voice low and husky. "You like feeling like a dirty little cum slut.
Don't you, April?" Mr. Big continues, his voice dripping with lust and power. I nod my head, unable to form words. My mind is swimming with pleasure, and I can barely think straight.
"I knew you would," Mr. Big says, a self-satisfied smile spreading across his face. "You're a filthy little whore, aren't you?"
I nod again, unable to deny it. I am a filthy little slut, and I love every second of it.
I'm covered in cum from head to toe, and I feel more alive and turned on than ever before. I never knew that I had such a deep desire to be used and objectified by so many men, but now that I've experienced it, I can't get enough.
"I want more," I whimper, my voice trembling with need.
Mr. Big grins and nods in approval. "Of course you do," he says, his voice thick with lust.
"But unfortunately, we don't have any more men lined up for you today."
I pout and let out a disappointed sigh. "Oh. Well, can I at least clean up a little bit?" I ask, gesturing to my cum-covered body.
Mr. Big nods and leads me over to a nearby shower that’s just on the wall opposite the mirror. As I start showering I notice that Samantha has been sitting on a couch in the room the entire time just watching me.
She has a look of pure pleasure on her face, like she was watching a porn flick. I didn’t blame her. I was the star of the show.
I don’t waste any time touching myself while I rinse the sticky cum off of my skin. I cup my breasts with my hands, kneading them together and squeezing the nipples between my fingers. I let out a soft moan as I feel the arousal start to build in my core once again.
I can feel my pussy clenching and my clit throbbing as I continue to touch myself under the warm spray of the water. I scrub my skin hard to remove all the cum but not enough to get rid of the scent of a dozen men that had just covered and filled me with their cum. I want to still be marked by them, I think to myself while I close my eyes in pleasure. I can still taste the salty-sweet flavor of cum on my tongue, and it only serves to heighten my arousal.
I let out a low moan as I feel my orgasm building, and my legs shake as it crashes over me. I can feel my pussy clenching, and I reach down to touch myself as the waves of pleasure wash over me.
Mr Big hands me my clothes and I notice that there is already a group of people cleaning the mess on the floor from where I just had a bukkake. No doubt, getting ready for their next client.
Mr. Big leads me to an office and I hand over my credit card. Cum Get Cum has an amazing business model. Sluts like me pay to get fucked or get facials, etc. and men are members of the club and pay for memberships.
The more they pay the more access they get to the girls. And that's how Cum Get Cum operates, making money off of the desires and lust of both men and women.
As Mr. Big takes the payment and hands me back my card, I can't help but feel a sense of shame and regret wash over me. I can't believe I just paid for that. But at the same time, I can't deny the feeling of satisfaction and fulfillment that I get from it. I've never felt so alive, so desired, so powerful.
“I think you two girls would be perfect for an event I have coming up,” Mr. Big says.
“Tell me more,” Samantha says.
“I’m taking my highest paying members on a yacht trip. Would you be willing to join us and be entertainment. Of course you wouldn’t need to pay, but you would be treated to the finest things I have to offer. You’d just need to be willing to take cum shots.”
My sister, Samantha, didn’t even hesitate. “Sign us up,” she said, an eager gleam in her eye.
“Both of you?” He asks, looking at me. “Hell fucking yes!” I answer. “Cool, I’ll email you the details. We set sail next Friday,” Mr. Big says.