Dianna's Awakening Ch. 04

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The parking lot outside Excitement was full when I drove in and parked my mini-van. As before, my hand trembled a little as I reached for and pulled the door open. The same employee who had greeted me the last time I was there was behind the counter.

"Glad to see you again," he said as I stepped toward him.

I smiled at him and replied, "Seems like there are a lot more customers here tonight."

He laughed and answered, "Guess the word got out."

"Do I pay you the cover charge?" I asked.

He just held up his hand and said, "You're good to go."

I smiled again, and as I walked away, he said, "Have a good time."

I slowly walk through the video booth hall to the opening of the dance room. As I entered, everyone there took notice drawing their attention away from the young tart that was dancing on stage.

I walked across the room, surveying the collection of men staring at me and noticed the guy I first met a couple of days ago sitting on the same couch where we talked. He kind of waved at me when he knew I had spotted him and patted the cushion next to him. Rather than sitting down, I walked behind and leaned down to his ear. "You were right about the evening crowd," I said.

He grinned and answered, "There's more here tonight than last night."

I straightened up and glanced around the room, and every guy was looking at me, waiting for me to make the first move. I wasn't interested in watching the dancer or the free porn movies playing on the big screen televisions I was there to suck some cock, swallow some cum and have a good time.

I leaned down again to him and said, "I'll be in video booth six."

He just smiled at me and shook his head.

As I walked back across the room, the dancer glanced at me and smiled. She knew why I was there and was enjoying an increase in the tips she received as a result.

A twenty-something guy was standing just inside the room, and as I neared the narrow hall, I grabbed his arm and said, "You're first."

When we reached booth six, I turned and pushed him against the opposite wall reached down and grabbed his cock as I said, "I hope you've got a nice big hard cock and plenty of cum for me."

"Count on it," he replied as I backed into the booth.

Once inside, I closed the door, pulled the small bench toward the glory hole, took a seat, and waited for my first cock of the evening to appear. The blank video screen cast enough light for me to study every cock as they poked through the glory hole. My wait was short as cock number one slipped through, an uncircumcised limb dick that dangled toward the floor. I reached for it, lifted, and stroked the length of his shaft, peeling his foreskin back from the head. Through the glory hole, I could see that he'd pressed his loins tightly against the opposite side his pubic hair filling the space around his cock shaft. I stroked his cock several times, pulling the foreskin back over his corona then peeling it off again as my soft hand slid along his cock shaft. It grew harder as I jerked his cock and expanded in girth until nearly all of his foreskin was drawn tight along the shaft. I leaned forward and kissed the tip, lowered my mouth, and licked along the bottom of his hard shaft. I used the tip of my tongue to tease his frenulum for a moment then took his cock head between my lips. I didn't detect the cheesy taste of smegma, leading me to believe he'd washed his loins before coming to Excitement Video.

I heard a muffled moan through the wall as the warmth of my mouth surrounded his cock head. His cock surged in my mouth as I slowly moved my lips toward the wall taking more of him until he was completely engulfed in my hot wet mouth. My excitement built as I sucked his rock-hard cock and felt the moisture in my cunt begin to flow. I held his cock with one hand and dipped my other under my skirt and beyond my thong to finger myself. I let him slip out and lifted his cock, thinking I'd lick the shaft but was rewarded with a tiny droplet of pre-cum that oozed from the tip. I quickly flicked my tongue at it to taste the first of what I suspected would be stomach full of cum before the end of this session.

I wanted more, and instead of licking his shaft, I took every inch he offered in my mouth, my lips pressed against the wall as I began mouth fucking his throbbing cock. I heard him moan louder than before, and his cock surged again, but this time the surge was followed by a blast of thick cum his balls beginning to pump their creamy reward into my cum craving mouth. I instantly swallow the first shot and then pulled back a little, letting the next few coat my wet mouth. His cum tasted slightly acidic, and as I swirled it around my mouth, he pulled back his cock disappearing before I could lick him clean. I swallowed his load and leaned back, satisfied that he had enjoyed my hot wet mouth as much as I'd enjoyed sucking him off.

My wait for cock number two was short-lived, a fully erect nine-incher that poked through the glory hole. Its bulbous head proudly capped a thick full shaft that stretched up above the glory hole. I ran one fingertip around the smooth corona then wrapped my fingers around the shaft to stroke its taut flesh. "Suck it slut," my anonymous lover said. I pulled his cock down and opened my lips, but before I took him, I licked at the head and slid my tongue around his flaring corona. My lips closed around the shaft just below his cock head, and I began sucking. He rewarded me with a squirt of pre-cum, which coated my tongue as I slowly descended on his cock until the head wedged into the opening of my throat. "Deeper," I heard him exclaim through the thin wall. I pressed forward and swallowed his cock head the flaring corona sliding into my soft, moist throat. My lips were touching the wall, and I began bobbing back and forth, teasing his rock-hard cock toward climax. As I mouth fucked him, his cock surged, and from the other side, he said, "Swallow it all." I assumed he wanted me to keep him buried in my throat, but what he wanted me to swallow was his first shot of cum. His cock fired a huge load directly down my throat; no need to swallow, in an instant, his cum shot joined the first in my stomach. I pulled back enough, so his follow up cum blasts filled my mouth, and I savored his rich, creamy taste as he finished. I swirled his load around in my mouth, but since he couldn't enjoy watching me play with it, I just swallowed.

"Lick me clean," he said.

I lapped at his cock, collecting the creamy cum with my tongue, and when I was satisfied I'd gotten every drop, I pursed my lips and gently kissed the tip.

"Good job," I heard him say as his cock slipped back through the glory hole.

Over the next hour or so, I pleasured another eleven men, each one providing me with their own unique taste and texture. Having sucked a baker's dozen cocks, my lips and throat felt used, and I'd fingered myself to several orgasms while sitting in front of the glory hole. But something was missing; while I loved sucking so much rock-hard cock, I realized that being a glory hole queen doesn't satisfy my lust for having my pussy stuffed with a big hard cock.

Before standing up, I slipped my already soaking wet thong off my hips and pushed it into my skirt pocket. I was in the perfect place and in the perfect state of mind to have my craving to be fucked hard satisfied. I stepped from the dark video booth, closed the door, and leaned against it glancing down the hall to the dancer's room. A very sexy redhead was gyrating on the stripper pole, completely naked except for her incredible stiletto stripper shoes. An assortment of men surrounded the small stage, each holding a stack of money to offer her as she moved from one horny man to the next.

As I entered the room, I surveyed the men assembled there. Most of the guys standing around the small stage seem more interested in the sexy redhead performing for them, but on the other side seated on a couch, there was a hulky black dude who wasn't paying attention to the stripper or the triple x movie playing on the big screen television. I thought for a moment about the well-hung black men who had contacted me on the swinger's web site and assumed this stud could give me what I wanted now. I strolled across the room, trying to move as sexily as possible to grab his attention. Once I was standing directly in front of him, he looked up at me and said one word, "What?"

Without speaking, I reached down and lifted my skirt showing him my naked pussy, the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair, and my swollen labia. "I bet you've got exactly what I need," I said.

He nonchalantly replied, "Exactly what is it you need, bitch."

His remark brought a smile to my lips before I answered, "I need a big hard black cock to fill my tight wet cunt."

I let my skirt drop as he moved his hands to the clasp holding his slacks and looked up at me again. As he unzipped, I could see that he wasn't wearing any underwear, and I remarked, "I love men who come prepared."

My eyes were fixed on his crotch as he slid one hand inside and pulled his cock from his slacks. "Is this big enough?" he asked as he waved his massive cock at me.

"I believe it is," I answered as I studied his mammoth black cock. The head a mushroom-shaped beauty with an extensive flaring corona topping a thick black shaft that was highlighted by a matrix of protruding veins. "Yes, that's exactly what need," I remarked.

He kept one hand circling the shaft waving his beautiful big black cock proudly at me as I moved forward and crawled onto his lap, placing my knees outside his hips. I again lifted my skirt, lowered my hips, and began sliding my swollen labia against his monster. He released his grip on the shaft, allowing me to tease the full length of his cock with my moist cunt lips, his hands moved to my chest. They began roughly groping my sensitive tits through the fabric of my sweater, and I responded by pressing my tits tighter into his large hands moaning loudly as my nipples which had long since grown hard against his palms.

"Fuck me, slut!" He demanded when he'd had enough of my teasing.

His cock wasn't fully erect, and I seized the opportunity to insert him inside so I could feel him swell and become rock-hard inside my sopping wet cunt. I lifted my hips and moved one hand to circle his massive cock shaft just below the head then placed it against my swollen wet cunt lips.

"Oh god," I said as his cock head slipped inside its wide corona, stretching my flesh wide open.

I dropped down until the broadest part touched my g-spot then slowly began rocking back and forth, using his corona to pleasure myself.

"Your one fuckin' wet bitch," he remarked as my cunt bathed his giant with juices.

That giant began to grow, swelling harder and growing longer as I continued slowly humping his big beautiful black cock. I could feel his wide flaring corona press firmer against my g-spot, and thick shaft stretched my lips wider as he grew inside me.

"It's getting so big and hard," I said as he continued toward a complete erection.

His hands continued roughly almost painfully, squeezing my tits, but what consumed me most was the sensation of fullness his mammoth hard cock was providing for me.

I reached around and slid one hand beneath my skirt, moving it down to touch him and feel just how wide he'd spread my cunt open. My lips were stretched tight around his massive rock-hard cock shaft, and as I slid my fingers down, I discovered he still had four or five inches of solid black cock to offer.

My fingertips slipped inside his slacks, where his massive scrotum and equally large balls were covered with fabric. "Their beautiful," I remarked as I clawed at his balls.

His broad smile seemed to foretell how much thick creamy cum those balls would be pumping into me later.

Mercifully he released my tits and moved his oversized hands to my hips, pressing them down as my fingers slid along his cock shaft, and he filled my sopping wet cunt completely. His cock head pressed against my cervix with several inches to spare. For the first time in my life, I felt what it's like to total stuffed with hard cock, a sensation that surpassed anything I'd imagined before.

I leaned forward, pressing my chest against him, wrapped my arms around his neck and turned my lips toward his ear I said, "It's so fucking big, so fucking hard, I love it."

He instantly replied, "Fuck it, you white cock slut."

Up until that moment, he hadn't moved a muscle other than his hands, and his demand that I fuck him signaled that he expected me to ride his massive rock-hard black cock, which I was more than happy to do. I began slowly lifting my hips a little, then plunging to fill myself over and over again with that beautiful cock.

As I fucked him, I began feeling the awesome numbness spread across my loins, that beautiful numbness that warns of an impending orgasm.

With my arms tightly around his neck and my chin dug into his shoulder, I closed my eyes and let his cock consume me, let his massive beautiful black cock become the center of my sexual universe. I wanted no I needed to climax, and I craved the sensation of absolute sexual pleasure that takes over my entirety, sends spiraling shards of orgasmic relief up my spine to explode inside my brain.

Cumming with the biggest cock of my life buried inside my tight wet cunt provided all that and more; his rock-hard cock transformed me into a convulsing, quivering mass of sensual flesh. My body melted onto his beautiful cock, and I rode him to the summit of pleasure and across the plateau of orgasmic bliss. My cunt flooded with climatic juices bathing his entire cock and giving our fucking a squishy sexy sound. The unending moans escaping my throat continued until the most consuming orgasm of my life began to subside.

I again turned my head toward his ear and whispered, "That was absolutely incredible."

His hand slid up my body and into my hair. In my nearly unconscious sexual state during and inspiring orgasm, I failed to sense the cushion beside me dip down. My nameless black lover pulled my head back, and as I looked to my left, I was confronted by a second slightly smaller black cock. "Suck him while I fuck you," he commanded.

"Oh my god, yes," I responded, realizing that my night of anonymous cock sucking could end as an interracial gang bang.

I lifted my loins a little to allow him to thrust up into my soaking wet cunt as I leaned toward the cock to my left. He gripped it as I surrounded the head with my lips and began sucking my first black cock. His cock tasted like urine, and the scent of his loins was even more offensive, but I continued sucking his cock and slowly took more inside my mouth. "That's it slut, swallow my fuckin' cock," he said as the head pressed against the back of my mouth.

He released his cock shaft and moved his hand to the back of my head. "I said swallow it slut," he demanded as he pushed my head forward, and his cock head sank into the moist flesh of my throat.

I felt like a sexual rag doll, one massive black cock pounding my cunt from below and a second throat fucking me from the side. Most women would find this kind of rough treatment demeaning, but I'm not one of those women. I loved being the object of their desire, being their personal fuck toy, and to be quite honest, I wanted more. I wanted every man in the place to use me for their pleasure, fuck my cunt or asshole, stuff my cock sucking throat full of hard cock. I was there to satisfy my lust for big rock-hard cock, and my new found craving for thick sticky cum.

"Get on your knees, bitch," the biggest of them demanded.

I slipped off his lap and knelt before them all, a wanton lustful woman waiting for them to give me what I craved most. Surrounded by erect cocks I began sucking them and stroking the next in line, as they moved around me I looked up at each lustful male face and pleaded for their load, "Cum in my mouth, cum on my face, paste my slut eyes closed with your thick hot sauce," I begged over and over again.

And one by one they each gave me what I begged for, those that weren't shooting a cum load at me were standing aside and jerking off so they could add their sexual signature to my face. I lost count of the number of men who coated my flesh, but when the final one emptied his balls I was covered with it, my eyes stung from the sperm that seeped behind my eyelids, my hair was streaked with cum that overshot their target, and I felt the way I looked a lustful mature cum slut.

Most of them safely tucked their spent cocks back inside their pants and having accomplished what they intended made their way out of Excitement Video. A few returned their attention to the latest sexy stripper pleasuring them visually with her lush body. Not a single one paid me much attention once they'd deposited their thick sticky load on my face.

I found the restroom and once inside stared at my reflection in the mirror, an image that scared me a little. My face was utterly coated, dark streaks of mascara mixed with sticky cum stretched down from my eyes across my cheeks, and where one had missed his target, my hair was stuck to my scalp. So, this is what a real cum slut looks like, I thought, used by countless men as a place to deposit their thick loads. My sweater was stained by what had dripped from my chin, and my eyes were bloodshot from the wads that had seeped behind my eyelids. As I tried to remove the residue of their sperm from my face and hair, I began to feel like a used cum slut, and tears welled up in my eyes.

What had started as a search for satisfaction with one lover, a man who could provide what my husband couldn't had become a nearly constant infatuation for a big rock-hard cock. Paul had warned me that the path I was following would change me, and I had to admit to myself that since that first time with Jerry, I'd become a changed woman. The question I asked myself was, should I continue along my chosen path.

As I drove home from Excitement Video, I contemplated that question evaluating the pros and cons of my new sexual lifestyle. The pros were easy to list, I'd fulfilled my need for the sensation of having my throat cunt and asshole stuffed by two well-endowed men and the incredible feeling of being brought to orgasm as they fucked me. I'd gotten past the idea that my mature body is unattractive to men and have become comfortable with being completely naked in their presence. Yes, the pros all made me feel special again. As for the cons, I had let myself surrender to the idea that more is better, that allowing any man who wanted to present me with his erect cock, and I would be willing to pleasure him with my mouth, throat and cunt. I'd allowed every man who wanted to jerk off coating my face with their hot thick cum. I continued to contemplate all that as I showered and curled up in bed, hoping a good night's sleep would give me some clarity on which path I'd follow going forward.

For the next several days, I didn't log into Swingers Unlimited while considering which path I'd follow. My mind told me to seek out one lover, a man who could provide me with the sexual satisfaction I wanted regularly. On the other hand, my body seemed to be telling me that I craved the variety of multiply men. The gratification of having numerous rock-hard cocks at one time excited me. During my visit to Excitement Video earlier in the week, I'd taken on one and all, happily accepting their oral offerings at the glory hole. Then riding my first big black cock and finally being showered by searing hot cum exhilarated me as it occurred, my feelings of guilt after the fact wasn't something I hadn't anticipated.

I finally logged into SU Friday afternoon and began sorting through my new messages. Dozens of male members had written asking for the password to my private galleries, and there was an almost equal number of messages requesting my glory hole schedule. I didn't reply to any since I wasn't sure I'd continue along that path. I was stunned to find a message from "J," which I opened, wondering what excuse Jerry would have for not calling me as he'd promised.