“Bonnie, I need to know more. I can keep a secret. I will not betray you, I promise. I am falling in love with you. I am as anxious as you are about this conversation. I can’t imagine what could be so bad as to drive me away.” She responded in a distressed tone, “I know Matt, I’ve heard that before. I’m just hoping that you are the one. I’m going to start with the less serious aspects of my abnormalities and work my way to the foulest”. That woke me up. OK, now she has my attention.
“Matt, I’ll start by telling you that I am an addict. I have been an addict since I was 13 years old. It’s not drugs. It’s sex and it’s cum. I’ve never had an orgasm solely from vaginal sex or clitoral stimulation. There are only a couple ways I can orgasm, one of which you have already seen. The other way, we’ll discuss much later if we are still talking. Not only do I need to climax many times a day, I have a physical need to ingest a man’s sperm. There have been a couple times in my life that I have had to exist without my habit…. Believe me, ‘to exist’ is an overstatement. We can go into the vivid details and proof later but suffice to say, I am not the same person without my daily requirement of cum. It controls my mood, and many of my physical attributes. Without it, I suffer from depression, muscle weakness, exhaustion, insomnia, migraines, poor complexion, and other various disorders. These conditions are not psychosomatic. They are real. I need cum to survive…. A lot of it.”
She paused for a moment to get my reaction and formulate her next statements. “Bonnie”, I started, “How much cum is a lot?” After a nervous chuckle, she continued, “Believe it or not, that is always the first question I get asked. My “minimum daily requirement” (using her fingers to form the air quotes) is about one cup a day. As you probably know from cooking, one cup equals 16 tablespoons. Normally, one load of cum is about a tablespoon, unless you are on my special nutrition regimen. We’ll discuss that later if things work out. Judging from the blow job I just gave you, I can tell yours is much more than that. I am guessing that your load is three to four times what would be considered normal. That only makes me more anxious, because your special gift fits perfectly with my habit. So before you ask, the second thing the men in your shoes want to know is if they will be expected to provide a cup of sperm a day to feed my addiction. The answer is no, I would not expect you to perform consistently at that level. There are several men in my inner circle that allow me to harvest their sperm on a regular basis. This brings us to the second hurdle.”
My mind was racing. I knew what Bonnie was saying but her tone was so casual and rehearsed that I was having a hard time believing it. I was expecting that any minute she would say, “Gotcha!” and we would resume normal conversation. Well, that didn’t happen. This was all too real. She continued,” Matt, you need to be ok knowing that I will be blowing multiple men on a daily basis to get my fix. Of course you will be included and will be allowed to cum in my mouth as many times a day as you want. I am hoping it will be at least three times a day. It would always be within the same group of men that are in my circle. I will never go outside that circle. If it becomes necessary to bring someone else into our circle, it will be discussed and agreed upon by all.”
That made me wonder. “So did I have to be ‘voted’ on to get into your inner circle?” Bonnie reached out and touched my arm reassuringly, “No, Matt. Who I fall in love with and bring into my circle is my decision. I only meant that if there becomes a need to bring in someone else, we’ll discuss it and decide as a group.” She paused in anticipation, “So Matt, can you accept the fact that I will harvesting cum from other men in my inner circle by sucking their cocks on a daily basis? Before you answer, I also need to make something clear. One of the most important qualities I need in a mate is synchronism. That means that our life goals are completely aligned. If you’re thinking you need to cure me or fix me, this absolutely will not work. I have accepted this condition as a life sentence, so my mate must accept me as I am and work with me to live under these circumstances.”
She waited nervously for my response. I thought back at how turned on I got watching the videos of Trish sucking off Bill and I genuinely felt like I could handle this with one caveat, “Bonnie, this may sound a little perverted, but it pales in comparison to what’s already been discussed here. The only thing that would bother me about what you are suggesting is not being able to share it with you. If you go off in some room alone with a guy, it might make me a little crazy. If I am there with you, watching you do your thing, maybe even helping in some way, I would not only accept it, I would love to be a part of it. Is that something you would be comfortable with?”
Bonnie let out a sigh of relief, “Oh my God, I am so glad you said that Matt. It is exactly what I want and would expect if we are to become one. I am happy but still anxious because there is much more to my twisted story that I must reveal. Before we get into that, let’s take a break. I want to play a little show and tell. First, I will tell you that I have a fixation about body hair, especially around the genitals. My cunt is completely shaven and I will expect that your pubic area will be completely shaven. Once we are together I would anticipate that you will help me with my grooming. It is very difficult for me to shave my pussy with my breasts hanging down in the way. I would of course reciprocate by shaving your pubic area for you. This will be part of our normal morning routine. How does that sound?”
I could not hide the shit-eating grin on my face, “Bonnie, that sounds so erotic. I would love to do that for you. I can’t wait. Surely this isn’t the other ‘twisted’ thing you were going to tell me is it?” That broke the tension a bit as I was able to get a laugh out of her, “No, silly. We are playing show and tell, remember? The next thing is to tell you, and show you in a few minutes, is that I am a squirter. Do you know what that term means?” I had seen some porn about it, so I responded, “Does it mean that you ejaculate fluid when you have an orgasm?” She nodded her head, ”Yes, quite a bit of ejaculate in fact. I have a mini-pad on right now that is soaked from when I blew you earlier and it is starting to chaff my freshly shaved pussy. Do you mind if I take it off?”
Again, a rhetorical question, because before she finished the sentence, she stood up, reached up under her skirt, and pulled her panties down, revealing the mini-pad. She stepped out of her panties and peeled off the mini-pad, playfully waving it in front of my nose, “Wanna taste?” She didn’t wait for me to respond, but pulled it back and excused herself to go to the powder room, saying “You’ll get plenty of it soon enough”. While she was gone, I replayed all the events and discussion of the evening so far. This was bizarre for sure, and there was more to come. I admitted to myself, I love this woman. There is no turning back now. There could be nothing she could throw at me that I wouldn’t be able to overcome.
She came back into the room, sat back down next to me, and proclaimed, “There, cunny is all freshened up. A couple more things, and then we’ll have some fun. Matt, I have a little bit of a deformation. I want to tell first you so you won’t be surprised later.” I didn’t say anything, just had an inquisitive but concerned look on my face. Bonnie continued, “It’s my clit. It’s kinda large. When I say large, I mean huge…. It’s like a little penis.” She smirked and said apologetically, “Oh, don’t worry Matt, it’s not as big as yours. It is normally about an inch or so, but when it’s fully erect, it can grow to about three inches. I only wanted to warn you so you don’t think I’m a hermaphrodite or something. Even though I can’t have an orgasm unless I have a hard cock squirting cum in my mouth, I do love to have my clit sucked and my pussy licked. I have the most intense orgasms when I do sixty-nine with a lover who is good at pleasuring me orally while I am sucking his cock. Wanna give it a try?”
Could this get any better? I thought about my dormant fantasy of sucking a cock. This gorgeous woman has a little pecker waiting for me to pleasure. All I could say is,” My God Bonnie, that is so exciting. I would love to suck your clit and eat you. Just so you know I am very good at oral.” She had a big smile on her face, saying “I’ll be the judge of that…. Now get over here and suck my dick!” She raised up her skirt and pressed two fingers against either side of her clit to expose it.
We both had a good laugh at her statement, which sounded very odd coming from a woman. I kneeled down and couldn’t wait to get that beautiful clit into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it feeling it grow in my mouth. As it got erect, I bobbed my head up and down as if I were giving a blow job. I couldn’t believe how aroused I was. This was a dream come true. Bonnie was really getting into it also. She put her hands on the back of my head, holding it in place as she moved her hips back and forth fucking my mouth with her clit. She began moaning in pleasure as she rocked back and forth in sync with my sucking motion. After a couple minutes, Bonnie put her hand on my forehead to signal me to back off, “Matt, we need to continue this in the bedroom. I need to have your cock in my mouth”.
I started to panic a little, as I knew she would be expecting a big load like before. It had only been about two hours since Bonnie’s pre-dinner appetizer. From experience, I knew that it takes me a good six hours to recover 100% in terms of semen volume. I took Bonnie’s hand and lead the way to the bedroom. As we entered the bedroom, Bonnie took charge, “Matt this works better if I am on top. You will need a pillow under your head to get the best angle on my pussy and clit. You better get a towel and put it under your head and then wrap it across your chest and neck so the bed won’t get wet. I am going to cum all over your face sweetie so you need a bib”. We embraced and began kissing… long, slow, passionate kisses. As I kissed her, I gently sucked her lower lip into my mouth and bit it gently, then repeated with her upper lip. I kissed her face, then worked my way down to her neck, flicking my tongue and sucking ever so gently. She began melting in my arms and breathing heavily, “Matt, I need you so bad. I need your cock in my mouth; I need your lips on my pussy. Please Matt…..”
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