In chapter one, I told you the story of how I happened to discover a special club. A club that spent every Friday night using someone's face as a cum dump. I told you about how they had used me for their cum dump; about how I had swallowed so much cum that I had felt bloated; about having my face and head completely covered. I had told you that I had fulfilled two of my top fantasies; that of receiving a bukkake and of partaking in gokkun (the drinking of large quantities of cum from a container). Now I want to tell you what happened after.
I awoke the next morning still covered in cum. It was all over my pillow and the smell was exquisite. I lay there enjoying the aroma and the feeling of the cum mask so tight on the skin of my face and neck. Since it was Saturday morning I decided to go for a run. Not wanting to give up my second skin just yet, I got dressed and stretched and started outside without cleaning up. It was so erotic to be running around my neighborhood with all this cum on my face. If anyone stopped me to talk I would have been so busted. As it happens, no one did. What did happen though was as I heated up from exertion, the sweat caused the cum to rehydrate and start running down my face. Instead of the drops of sweat dripping off my chin, they stretched out and hung off my chin like I had just received a facial. It ran into my mouth and I got to drink some more of the cum from the night before. I had never enjoyed a run so much in my whole life. It was finally over however and I reluctantly showered off. I was so horny from the audacity of the morning and the lingering flavor of cum that I headed directly to my favorite ABS (adult bookstore) hoping for some breakfast.
It was only 10 am but I got lucky. There were five cars in the lot. I headed right in and paid my way back to the booths. Only one person was perusing the retail merchandise so I thought there was a good chance that two or three guys would be in the back. I was right. There were actually four guys and all were standing around with their hands in their pockets trying hard not to look at each other. I took this as a good sign that they were there to deliver my breakfast. I went into my favorite booth and knelt by the hole. Right away someone entered the adjacent booth and began selecting a movie. He dropped his pants and started playing with a very promising looking cock. I made the universal sign and he put his stiffening cock through the hole. I looked at it for a moment as I always do and then took it into my mouth. Mmmmm! It was nice and clean and getting harder by the second. In moments it was rock hard and throbbing. This guy must be desperate to get off I thought. Sure enough, within a minute of my eager attention, he started bucking his hips into the hole and I just buried my mouth up to the hole and let him skull fuck me through his orgasm. He flooded me with jizz. He must have spurted seven or eight times and his cum tasted as good as any I had ever had. I sat back and relished the flavor while my friend zipped up and headed out. Immediately another man entered the booth and as I swallowed the last of the cum, he put his own cock through the hole. This one was already hard and I took it all in at once; all the way to the root. I heard him gasp and felt him press against the hole. I backed off and sucked hard on the head for a moment while gently pulling the skin of his shaft down toward his balls and then I buried it to the hilt in my throat. Again I backed off and sucked hard on the head and again I deepthroated him. I settled into that rhythm and it was apparently very effective as he started grunting with five minutes and then he too was flooding my face cunt with his creamy treasure.
This went on for the other two guys and then there was a lull in the action. Someone had come in while I was working but since he didn't enter the booth, I figured he was another sucker like me. I took advantage of the respite to rest my jaws. It can be hard work to suck cock, especially when you were taking one right after another. All the cocks this morning had been nice and thick and that takes a little more effort as well. Not to mention what had happed the night before. How I have often wished my sucking muscles could be like the cardiac muscle; good as new after a split second of rest and able to work like a champ for hours on end.
By the time the lunch hour was over, I had managed to swallow 7 more loads. I headed home and found a message on my answering machine. It was Greg, my host from the club. He said I had been extremely popular the night before and the group had elected to invite me to their session tonight. Was I interested? Was I ever. I called the number he left me and got his machine. I told him I was very interested and unless I heard from him, I would show up at the club at 8:30 like the night before. I spent the rest of the day in incredible anticipation.
I was sitting in my car ready to go when eight o'clock finally rolled around. I may have broken a speed limit or two on my way, but I arrived safely about twenty after. He was waiting outside for me. We went in and at the top of the stairs; he said things were going to be a little different tonight. "How so?" I asked.
