My Story:
Sometimes when you meet someone there is a connection which goes beyond the formalities and niceties of our social structure. Those times are special. Those people connect on a level which cannot be defined easily with words but can easily be defined with actions. She was such a person.
For nearly 4 years we have been more than simple cyber lovers, the love grew, the lust grew. I knew several things about her from the earliest of conversations. One - She was divorced. She was divorced because her Ex could not deal with or be MAN enough to handle a full fledged nymphomaniac. She admitted this from the start and she proved it to me over and over and over and over. There was nothing she would not try with me on the phone or in I/M. It was obvious she had needs and a hunger which needed to be sated. I was also somewhat of an oversexed individual who had been so since puberty. The stories of my lust thrilled and excited her. The prolific and wild erotic and sexual thoughts and actions drove her (in her words) crazy. She constantly was in what we have come to call - CUNTAL MODE. I call her CUNT as a truly flattering and admired concept. You see, we both knew being a CUNT - a woman who was sex-centric, who knew her own sexual lusts were driving her was exciting to us both. It is not demeaning at all to be such a woman. A CUNT.
The second thing which became apparent from our early chats was she was a bright intelligent woman with interests which spanned much more than the carnal. Historical and tribal references smattered throughout our talks made the cyber so much more than a cum and run sort of thing. She needed ritualistic and holistic love. She would relish the times I would drive her to the brink of orgasm and keep her cumming for many many repeat and many many types of orgasmic release. The first time I heard her cum, I could tell, she was holding back and would not let herself enjoy. The logic or the barriers were there, I encouraged her to let it go, release it and allow herself the joys and benefits of a full-fledged body shuddering vaginal tightening orgasm. Hearing her crying, I knew she was a very special person. She let it go. The flood gates were open.
Our chats, our shared fantasies spanned very diverse and erotic styles. Me explaining that in some past life I was a Nordic Viking whom spread his seed to both willing and unwilling women to the days early in my pubescent years walking my dog with my cock at full attention pointing out of my pants in the neighborhood. She loved and relished each new revealing facet of my sexual life. She knew we could go places she could only dream.
On top of a full-fledged need to have her vagina filled with cock, oh yes, I sent her many a photo of my manhood - my fuckmeat as she liked to call it. She loved seeing my 9" cock, thick, rippled with veins, stretching my skin taught with a set of full fertile testicles. I coached her to buy a dildo. I chose one which would best represent ME when she fucked it. She was also coached to use a glass dildo. Which she uses nearly every night. She had a raging obsession with semen, CUM. She told me from the start she wanted it in her cunt, in her mouth. We would talk about how I would not only fill her cunt with my semen, but her bra cups, her panties and use it in ceremonial rituals anointing her before we would go out. She grew more obsessed.
I teased her for a long time, I would collect my semen and send it to her in a plain brown box. We used this image multiple times to spice up our mutual masturbation sessions. I explained how she could use it to lube her dildos prior to fucking her tight cunt - which by the way - is waxed routinely as per my suggestion. Her shock at some of the things she does , like waxing her pussy bare every 8 weeks or so, to watching the most perverse and graphic pornography, to going out braless and pantiless when she shops, to pissing outside her house using a sprinkler on her cunt to masturbate. She was exploring a side of her psyche she had held in obeyence for nearly 50 yrs. She is a 60 yr old cum obsessed cockslut. I was thrilled with her and wanted to do something to excite and thank her for being a "port in a storm".
I found a small box containing three vials. Brand new and perfect for collecting and shipping cum. I decided then and there, this was the time to do so. I knew I could send her many many ejaculations over a four day period where she would receive them prior to a family trip she had planned.
I was both excited beyond belief to be cumming in a vial knowing she would be drinking it, fucking it into her cunt or anointing herself with it. The first cumshot - blasted into the vial with a force and left a nice thick puddle of creamy white sperm-rich semen. The bottle immediately fogged up from the hot cum. I capped it and stored it in the fridge. Then later that day I made another deposit. Soon there was about 100cc of my semen in this vial. By day three, there was a good amount of cum in the vial. I was chatting with her about what would she do with a vial of my semen...... there was a very long pause then she told me. She explained some of the things she would do. I came and saw my ejaculate flood into the previous load of cum as a thick white creamy glob reminiscent of a lava-lamp. The thicker spermier load floating in the liquid.
