Addicted to Cock Part 7
Addicted to Cock Part 7
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for an adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex do not continue.
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Author’s note:
_A closeted married guy can't stop thinking about cock. Soon after his first blowjob he finds that he is addicted, and under the control of a dom will undergo almost any humiliation to get cock! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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It was Tuesday night, so I made a point of fucking my wife, so I wouldn't have to the rest of the week. As I banged away I thought of all the things I had been doing and how pissed she would be if she knew what a pervert I had become.
I told my wife I was going to be playing cards with my friends on Saturday night, so she would not be suspicious about my being out so long. I arrived at Bills and undressed. Arriving downstairs I saw Bill there naked, and three other men I had not seen before.
Bill greeted me and said, "I have a special treat for you, bitch – you are going out with my friends. But first, let's adjust your attitude."
He told me to jack off and shoot my load on his cock and balls. I stroked while Bill's friends watched and soon I was shooting on Bill. His cock and balls were shaved and my cum showed clearly on him.
"Now lick it off me, and then suck me off," directed Bill.
I got to my knees and pressed my mouth to Bill, licking my cum as it dripped down him. After licking the last drop I took Bill's hard cock into my mouth and sucked. Since I had been getting more and more experience sucking when not aroused, my skill had improved and I was able to give a pretty good blowjob, even right after cumming. In a few minutes Bill came.
He told me to get dressed and go with his friends, and that he would see me later. We drove to a bar and went in. An attractive middle-aged woman greeted us. One of the men asked for the usual table and she led us to a booth in the back corner. It appeared to be more isolated and private than others.
The woman introduced herself as Tina and asked if I was "it" for tonight. One of the other guys confirmed that I was indeed "it" – whatever that was. The booth was a corner one with a curved bench. I sat down and the other guys sat around me, kind of trapping me inside.
Given all the kinky things I had been through, I felt that whatever was about to happen tonight was out of my control, so I was trapped, but had to go with it.
Tina brought two pitchers of beer and four glasses. She poured beer for the other three guys but left my glass empty. I started to lift if, and Tina said, "You're the designated driver tonight – the guys will provide your drinks."
Now it was falling into place – they were going to feed me their piss and Tina knows that it's why I'm there. I felt embarrassed about her knowing more about this than I did.
I sat there watching the guys drink and answering questions like how many blowjobs I had given, which I answered as if they were perfectly normal questions.
Tina stopped by and looked right at me and said, "Shame for you to have to wait – let me see what I can do."
I saw Tina walking into the ladies room carrying a beer glass. In a few minutes she emerged carrying a full glass, which she brought to me.
"It's good for you to have some girl pee as well," Tina said.
I thanked her and took the glass, raising it to my lips. The smell and taste were strong, but a bit different than I had before – perhaps girl pee was different.
I nursed the drink, not knowing how soon my beer mug would be filled. After a while one of the guys said, "I think I'm ready," and reached for my mug. He put the mug under the table and I finished Tina's piss.
Tina had been watching us carefully and when she saw me finish her glass she came over and asked how I liked it. I told her it was nice of her to share, as the mug full of fresh piss now was placed before me.
Tina took the glass and said I would have plenty to drink from now on, and placed an extra empty mug down, "just in case". I was half way through my mug of piss when another of the guys said they were ready, and grabbed the mug. As he was filling the mug the third guy said, "Better drink faster – I'll be ready soon."
I finished the mug in a couple more swallows, as the second mug was set before me. The piss looked so much like beer that none of the other customers would have any reason to suspect what was happening. The more I drank, the more "normal" the piss tasted – like I was acquiring a taste for it. I quickly realized that with three guys drinking and pissing that I had a lot of drinking to do.
By the time I finished the fifth mug I had to take a leak. The guys slid out to let me leave and I went to the men's room. I stood at the urinal half hard from the kinky excitement of the night. It took awhile but I was finally able to pee and drained my bladder.
As I left the men's room, Tina greeted me, asking me if I was enjoying myself. I told her that I was, but would really like to have another one of her drinks on a future visit. She told me that I could come in any time she was working and just ask her for "the usual".
She smiled at me as I returned to the table. The guys slid out to let me back in, and I saw that there were two filled mugs waiting for me.
Tina came by to check on us, seeing that the pitchers were empty. The guys told her they were fine, and just waiting for me to finish. Tina looked right at me and said, "You're doing really well – some guys would be puking their guts out by now."
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)