Epilogue

Women Study

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Epilogue

So that's the story! You got it from Bowen and you got it from me. It might sound a little different from Deborah but, essentially it is the same. Everything works out for the best!

Who knew that this little country girl, well if you can call a girl with 36D boobs little, could have the adventures that I had. Think of it, who would pair a hick cowgirl like me to a tweedy academic like Bowen? Not likely! On top of that, think about a poly-amorous babe such as I, finding herself in the upper crust of society...well, society sex play, anyway.

There is one episode that I left out that epitomizes this whole series of stories, though. It happened but if anybody came to me and asked me about it, I would deny it, mainly because, only one person other than me knew about it and nobody really saw me do it, despite the number of people involved. I will explain:

"The Corral", that bar/restaurant in my home town was going crazy on a Saturday night. This was before I met Bowen but after I was well past being 18 years old. I had a hankering to give some blowjobs but coming right out in the open wasn't an option.

There were three bathrooms in the place, two in the bar--Cowboys and Cowgirls--and one small "unisex" one in the back room of the restaurant kitchen. On a Saturday night, the kitchen closed down at 9:00PM after the clean-up, that back room was vacant until the 11:59 closing time. "Somehow" a hole got carved into the door that night, big enough for a penis to fit through but not big enough for anyone to see inside the room when it was dark. You got it! A Gloryhole!

My girlfriend, Phyllis knew who the guys in the bar were who weren't going to get laid so, she approached them one by one, whispered in their ears and surreptitiously led them back to the kitchen to get their cocks sucked. She told each one that if they ever said a word about this to anyone--even the other guys in the bar-- she would make sure the whole town would find out about it. Nobody really knew it was me, except Phyllis and...well...we had a "special relationship" that she wouldn't have wanted talked about either.

I sucked cocks, one by one, for most of the next two hours. By my count, I got 18 guys off. I am almost embarrassed to say that I recognized some of the cocks by sight as they slid through the opening in the door...some, but not most.

So, what is it like to suck that many cocks? Well, for me it was deliciously exciting. Just hearing the guys do their "man groan" when they came was fun enough...It is strange how much alike they sounded, though. But the cocks weren't all the same. They were long, short, stubby, thin and thick, circumcised and not. I made sure I had a sanitary wipe to clean them off before I put them in my mouth and made darn sure, there wasn't anything funny seeping out them before I did. Besides, Phyllis pretty much knew the character of the guys she selected. She wasn't going to steer me a total jerk...good old Phyllis!

When the place closed down at 11:59PM, remember no booze served in that town on Sunday, Phyllis covered for me so I wouldn't be seen leaving the kitchen.

Now, that became somewhat of an urban legend in the town. I was a suspect and so were some other girls in town but nobody but Phyllis and I really knew the truth.

Every now and again the subject came up (no pun intended) and someone would say , "Hey, did you hear about that girl at The Corral giving blowjobs in the kitchen?"

My answer always was, "What makes you think it was a girl?"

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It is interesting, though that one of the turning points in this whole story is Deborah's realization that she really enjoys blowjobs and tasting and swallowing cum So, as long as we are on the subject of the taste of cum, I have a word or two to say. I honestly don't see what the big deal is...I never have...from my first blowjob to now.

Lots of women don't like it. They won't do a blow job to begin with...and well...maybe they will but not after they've nailed a husband. That's why you guys start getting head elsewhere, I know that. I've been the "elsewhere" on more than one occasion. A lot of women don't like cum; most guys don't like cum--of course some do and they aren't necessarily gay, either. But back to women and cum.

Now, the women who like cum, like me, mostly really like cum. It's an acquired taste, I think, just like bleu cheese, or escargot, or oysters. Now oysters, that's pretty close to swallowing a load of cum, maybe not as tasty but about the same texture. Oysters have a lot of food value and so does cum, although you have swallow a lot of cum to really get that much nutrition.

The other thing about the taste of cum is the guy. Some guys' cum tastes good and others not so good. I'm not exactly a cum connoisseur but I do know what I like. I won't blow a guy more than once whose cum doesn't taste good. Diet does have a lot to do with it. An then there are the guys whose cock smells so bad and I can't get past that to even get a load of cum. Forget THEM!

Need I also remind anyone that "transactional" blowjobs served me well over the years but I wouldn't have done...or do...them if I didn't want to or, in pretty much all of the cases, enjoyed doing it. Where would I be today if I didn't?

So, Deborah and cum! Well you know from what I've told you already, Deborah was off sex with men practically her whole life because of the early bad experience she had. She gravitated toward women and was exclusively lesbian until she was in her 50's. Given that lifestyle, she wasn't ever going to have a chance to sample cum. But when we got together, her horizons broadened. Because she loved me, and I her, she found herself doing lots of things she never thought she would. One of those was getting into multi-partner bi-sexual sex. Once she got a taste of Bowen's cum, wanted more, and there was plenty more of it for her, from Bowen mainly.

Deborah understands now, what I have understood most of my life, and what Bowen...being married to me...came to understand: My having sex with a woman is not a betrayal in our relationship, if anything, for us it strengthens it. He is happy when I'm happy and I'm happy having sex with him and another woman. I told Bowen early on that there was no man who was going to take me away from him. It turned out that it was a woman who came close to taking me away from him, Deborah. Are blowjobs and taste of cum important? You need to ask?

Bowen stays close to home. He doesn't really desire much by way of extracurricular sexual adventure. Deborah and I, on the other hand, started our relationship as a sexual adventure and it just grew. She and I still have fun, mainly with other women...but sometimes with men that we can trust to know what the score. Sometimes those are men to are attached to the other women that Deborah and I are attracted to. If that works out, GREAT; if it doesn't work out, GREAT.

Deborah and I have each other and we both have Bowen! And as Bowen says, "Hey, I get to fuck my Boss!"

The End...Probably