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let my tongue, lips and throat work their magic and in just a few minutes I reaped my reward.

"Ohhh, I'm cumming," he said as his body went rigid. I already knew that because I could feel his cock beginning to pulsate. Then his cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed furiously. He kept cumming and cumming. This guy wasn't the biggest I'd ever sucked but he did have the most cum. I kept sucking until he stopped shooting and then quickly licked him clean.

"I'd better get back to my desk," I said breathlessly. "Mr. Gross could be back anytime now."

"Yes, you're right," PJ answered. "I understand..and I really appreciate the fantastic blowjob. It was the best." Then he bent down and kissed me. "Thank you," he concluded as we went quickly out the door and back to my desk.

We had just taken our seats when Mr. Gross came in the door. "PJ, I'm so sorry for being late," he began as he walked over and extended his hand. "I just had a big problem with the publisher of our newsletter and it took a lot longer than I expected to it out. I hope the wait hasn't been too unpleasant."

"Why, no," PJ responded. "Actually it was most pleasant. Nini has been a terrific hostess and I really enjoyed chatting with her." As PJ and Mr. Gross walked past me into Mr. Gross's office PJ blew me a kiss and mouthed the words "Thanks again."

As PJ was leaving he said "Thank you again, Nini. I hope we can chat again when I am back in town next month." Mr. Gross didn't have a clue as to how intimate our "chat" had been. Good thing too. I don't think he'd be amused.

I was thrilled. I had just given a blowjob to one of the biggest celebrities to have attended our university. Besides that he really seemed to have liked it and said he wanted to do it again. He even gave me a kiss. I hadn't thought about it before but none of the men I'd sucked off, except Gary, had ever kissed me afterwards. I couldn't wait to tell Gary about my little secret.

Gary was as excited about what happened as I was. We both realized that I had tapped a whole new source of cocks. Over the next few months I had several more "storeroom conferences" with PJ. He always managed to arrive for his appointments when Mr. Gross wasn't around. On one of these occasions Gary decided to hide behind some filing cabinets and watch as I sucked PJ's cock to completion.

Then when I thought we were done PJ said that he had to repay me for the pleasure I'd given him. At first I thought he meant he wanted to fuck me, but I'd told him before that I couldn't do that. Instead PJ picked me up and sat me on top of the filing cabinet that Gary was hiding behind. He pushed up my skirt and began to pull down my panties. I was about to object when he pushed my knees apart and leaned forward and kissed my cunt. Then he began to run histongue up and down my wet slit. I was having my pussy eaten.

I'd never had that done to me before and as soon as PJ started doing it I wondered why. I loved it. I hoped that Gary who was hiding only inches away was taking notes. From now on I would expect him to do this to me too. I just hoped that right now he wouldn't get upset by what PJ was doing and blow his cover. That could bring disastrous results.

PJ continued licking and sucking me. He even ran his tongue down and tried to force it into my tight asshole. Finally as I felt myself getting very excited he took my little love button (Gary's term for my clit) into his mouth and very gently rolled it between his lips and his teeth. My body suddenly shook as a wave of orgasm overcame me. I hadn't had the opportunity to cum all that often. Sometimes it happened when Gary fucked me, but not always. This time though was the best. I had to bite my finger to keep from moaning loudly.

Suddenly I realized how vulnerable I was sitting up there on the filing cabinet with no underwear on and my pussy blatantly on display. What if Mr. Gross or someone else opened the door just a few feet away.

"I've got to get back to my desk," I said urgently as I tried to climb down. PJ lifted me back down. I decided not to take time to put my panties back on. Instead I kissed PJ and said "Thank you PJ. That was a wonderful treat. You know I've never been eaten before."

"You're kidding," PJ replied. "Well I'll be glad to eat your sweet hot pussy any time. It's the least I can do in return for your terrific blowjobs."

I wanted to say something to Gary before I went back to my desk but I didn't dare because PJ held the door for me instead of leaving. I had to wait until PJ was in Mr. Gross's office before I went back in. I sure hoped that he wasn't angry about what PJ had done.

My anxiety was relieved a few minutes later when Mr. Gross came in and took PJ into his office. I immediately went into the storeroom. Gary was waiting there for me.

"Wow, that was really hot!" were his first words. "I've never been so turned on." He proved his point by pulling his hard cock out of his pants. Then he turned me to face away from him, bent me over, lifted my skirt and slammed his hard cock into my cunt. I nearly screamed with pleasure. It took him just a minute or two and I felt a blast of his hot cum shoot into my cunt. He continued shooting for a few seconds. As quickly as he began he finished. He stuffed his shrinking cock back into his pants, zipped up, kissed me and said "I'll see you tonight." Then he was gone out the door.

I stood for a moment in a daze. In the last few minutes I had taken a load of one man's cum in my mouth and then a load of another man's cum in my cunt. I could feel Gary's cum dripping from my pussy and running down the inside of my thighs. I knew I had to get back to my desk so I cleaned myself up as best I could with a kleenex and then put my panties back on. I knew they would get pretty wet as my guy's cum continued to drain out but somehow that thought just made me start to feel horny again.

That episode was just one of the most exciting (and dangerous) of my "storeroom conferences." Over the next year and a half I enticed more than twenty visitors into my "lair." They included two other big-name athletes (both big men with bigger cocks), an assortment of visiting journalists and reporter types, a local TV personality, a clergyman and a congressman. PJ came back several times and whenever time permitted he made good on his promise to eat my pussy. I loved it and was pleased that Gary was getting better at doing it too.

I was always pretty careful to avoid being caught by Mr. Gross although a couple of my guests and I had close calls. On the final day at work at the end of my junior year Mr. Gross called me into his office.

"Nini," he began, "I have a couple of personal matters to discuss with you."

My heart was in my throat. What was this about?

"First of all I have some very good news. The president of the university, Dr.Wright, has asked that your employment contract for next year be in his office."

"Wow!" I responded. "That's terrific, but why did he do that?"

"I have told him of your outstanding work and he's also heard about it from some of the alumni who've come in contact with you. You seem to have a lot of fans. PJ Bennett was particularly complimentary in his comments. He says you're a real asset to the university."

I blushed a thousand shades of red. I sure hoped that PJ had confined his comments to non-sexual issues.

"That's really nice to hear," I said. "I appreciate your passing that information along to me. You said there were two matters to discuss, as I recall.."

"Oh, yes," Mr. Gross continued. "The other matter is of a rather sensitive and very personal nature. You see I've known for sometime that you have a special talent for taking care of our guests..at least our male guests.."

"OH NO!" I thought to myself, "he knows about the blowjobs." Again I blushed.

"I'm sure you know what I'm talking about," he went on. "You see not all of the men who've been given your personal tour of the storeroom have been nearly as discrete as they ought."

I was really squirming in my seat and Mr. Gross sensed my discomfort.

"Oh, don't worry, Nini. I don't mean to cause you any problem. In fact I believe that your tours have greatly helped our office. We've gotten some great coverage in the press and I know of at least two major contributions and a large grant that came about because of your tours. I must admit, however, that for the past several months I've been extremely envious of those who've gotten those tours. It's just that as your supervisor I didn't want to say anything."

The relief at his words of assurance must have been obvious although I'm sure my complexion had changed from bright red to pale white as I contemplated the tremendous embarrassment that I could suffer. However, it was slowly dawning on me where this conversation was heading.

"But now Nini, you're no longer really one of my employees. You are an employee of President Wright."

"And I'll bet you'd like a tour of the storeroom before I leave," I said with a knowing smile. I had always enjoyed working for Mr. Gross. He had treated me very nicely..almost like a father. I found the prospect of sucking his cock to be especially exciting.

"Nini, you're very perceptive," Mr. Gross said as he returned my smile.

"Well, Mr. Gross, there is something that you may not know about those tours," I said as I regained my composure and realized that I was now in control. "There is something that the men who got the tour had to do in return for my services," I said as I got up from my chair and moved over beside Mr. Gross's chair.

"What is that, Nini?" he asked. "Whatever it is I'm sure I'll be happy to do it too."

"They had to eat my pussy," I said. Actually the only one who ever ate me was PJ but I had this tremendous urge to have Mr. Gross eat me too. "Let's do the tour right here in your office," I continued as I thought of the irony of being eaten right here on my boss's desk.

"That sounds great Nini. I'd love to eat your hot little cunt and since I've already seen the stockroom I'll gladly take my tour right here." He swung his chair around to face me and unzipped his pants as I knelt between his legs.

Seeing the hard cock of the man that I had worked for for three years as it stood beckoning to me was the most erotic experience of my sexual career. I knew that I wanted to give Mr. Gross the hottest sex he'd ever known. In fact I knew in the back of my mind that I was going to do something really special for him that I hadn't done for any of the other men in the stockroom. I began his blowjob in my usual manner and was soon pumping up and down as I made his cock fuck my face. He was about average in size so I had no problem taking him all the way in and he really loved that.

When I felt that he was getting close I pulled away. "Now it's your turn," I said as I stood up. Then I slipped off my panties and sat up on Mr. Gross's desk. "I'll finish you in a few minutes."

As soon as I was sitting in front of Mr. Gross with my skirt pulled to my waist and my feet up on the back of his chair, he leaned forward and stared for a few moments at my pussy.

"Nini, your cunt is exquisite," he said sounding like he'd never seen one before. He was breathing deeply and I couldn't wait to feel his tongue on my wet slit.

Mr. Gross ate me with an expertise that really surprised me. In just a few minutes I came but he didn't stop until he made me cum again. He wanted to go on but I stopped him saying "OK, now it's time to finish you..but I have to ask you something first."

"That's that?" he asked sounding puzzled.

"Can you keep a secret?" I asked.

"Why, of course," he replied. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, I want you to do something I've never done for any of the other men..and I don't want my boyfriend or anyone else including President Wright to ever know. OK?"

"Sure Nini," he replied. "What is that?"

"I want you to fuck me," I said. "I want you to cum in my pussy. Will you do that?"

Mr. Gross didn't answer. He just got up, unbuckled his belt and let his trousers fall to the floor. Then he stepped forward and I felt the head of his cock as it rubbed up and down my wet slit. Suddenly I felt him enter me. I was getting fucked by only the second man ever. It felt wonderful.

Mr. Gross was so turned on that it didn't take long before I felt a load of hot cum splashing into my cunt. He gasped and moaned softly before collapsing on top of me.

"Thank you Nini. That was wonderful," he said as he kissed me, "and you canbe certain that I won't say a word about this to anyone."

"Thank you Mr. Gross, I appreciate your discretion," I answered as I got up and again knelt before him. "Let me clean you up a bit before you put this away," I continued as I took his cock back in my mouth. I licked my juices and his cum off of it and then gently kissed the tip.

"I almost wish I'd known of your talents sooner," I said as I slipped on my panties. "Maybe I'll come back and see you again next fall. I think I'd enjoy having this fill my mouth and pussy again," I said as I reached down and caressed his cock.

"I hope you do," he replied with a smile. "By the way, President Wright would like to see you before you leave campus. I'm not sure if I mentioned that."

"OK," I said. "I guess I could stop in there now if he's still in his office. Do I look like I just got fucked though?"

"You might want to freshen up a bit before you go," Mr. Gross replied. "I'll call over and tell him that you'll be there in fifteen minutes." Thirty minutes later I was in President Wright's office. The door was locked and I was sucking his cock. He was quite direct about what he wanted from me and he made me an offer that I couldn't refuse. I got a full scholarship for my final year. All I had to do was give blowjobs to him and a few other men that he'd tell me about. I was to meet him in his office twice a week after office hours. If he needed me to suck off a visiting big-wig he'd leave a note for me in my p.o. box. I thought it was a terrific deal. I didn't have to do any office work at all. The only problem that I could see was figuring out a way to explain this to my parents.

When I saw Gary that night I told him everything except about getting fucked. He never did know about that. In fact I fucked Mr. Gross several times the next year and no one every knew about that either. Mr. Gross was truly a man of his word and I really appreciated that. It was sort of weird as I look back on my times with Mr. Gross. I always called him "Mr. Gross" even when he was fucking me. That included a trip back to campus for my tenth reunion when I made an unannounced visit to Mr. Gross's office. He was delighted that I stopped in and we had another great time as he fucked me on his desk. We eachthat the other had certainly maintained their technique. I didn't tell him about all of the practice that I was getting. I don't think he'd understand.

Gary graduated that spring and I knew that next year wouldn't be the same with my new job and Gary not being so close by. Fortunately he got a job in town and rented an apartment quite close to the campus. Over the summer we decided that I would move in with him when I got back in the fall. My mother didn't really like the idea but she didn't forbid me to do it. I think she was slowly catching up with the times. Surprisingly my dad didn't offer any objection.

During my senior year I tried to keep my skills as a fellatrix sharpened any way I could. Of course I did President Wright once or twice a week. He also had me do visiting big-wigs two or three times a month. In fact one month when we were kicking off a major development campaign I did five members of the campaign committee in two days. Since none of them was to know about the others things got a little hectic but they all seemed to enjoy my talents and I loved experiencing five new cocks.

One night Gary and I tried to count the number of cocks that I sucked while I was in college. We lost track at around sixty. I thought it had to be more like a hundred but we couldn't be sure. The one thing we were both sure of was that we both still very much enjoyed my hobby. I still told Gary about each one in detail unless he was with me when I did it. We still had occasional Monday night parties with a few of his old fraternity brothers and we still ordered pizza or chinese food and the delivery men still got their special tips. We still got free meals.

After I graduated that spring the pace of my activities slowed down quite a bit. I got a really good job with an advertising agency and didn't want to jeopardize it by trying anything with anyone I worked with. Besides Gary didn't seem too comfortable with the idea of my getting that intimate with men of my own age in that environment. He said I should limit myself to men who weren't a threat to our relationship such as visiting clients or old friends of ours. This did allow me to suck a new cock or two every month and we made a point of getting together with some of his old buddies fairly often too so I wasn't suffering from protein deficiency.

Five years after college we got married. The wedding was something to tell about, and I don't mean the service itself. That was pretty conventional with the fancy dresses and tuxes, flowers, candlabra, a church and all. Both of our families were there. Our sisters and Gary's two brothers were in the wedding party along with two of his best friends from work. We hadn't really discussed what our marriage would mean to our little game and I figured that once we were married I'd have to settle down and be satisfied with just one cock in my life. Boy was I wrong.

After the service was over we waited around to take some pictures before going on to the reception. While we were waiting Gary asked me and the guys in the party to come with him. He led us down to the room where he and his party had dressed. I was about to ask what he was up to when he told all of the guys to have a seat. Then he led me into the next room. Remember that I was still dressed in my full wedding dress..including my veil.

"I want you to say thank you to each of the guys in our wedding," Gary announced.

"Sure," I said as I started to walk back to the other room.

"No, not that way," he said, "and not in there. I want you to do it one at a time in here," he instructed.

Suddenly it hit me. He wanted me to give them each blowjobs. At first I didn't know if I should hit him and run or just quietly do as he asked. As I sat in my momentary daze thinking about it I realized that my pussy was getting wet. That was my reliable barometer telling me to do it.

For the next half hour I, the new Mrs. Gary Wells, sucked five cocks. One of them was Joel, the younger brother whom I'd done in school. Not only did I suck Gary's two brothers and two friends but I also sucked the photographer who came down to see why we were taking so long.

When Gary told the photographer what was happening and that he was going to be "thanked" too the guy offered to take pictures of me with each of the guys for special pictures for our wedding album.

Gary thought that was a terrific idea so we took a few more minutes while I sucked each guy again long enough to get them hard. I did it this time with all of them in the room and we have one photo in our private album of me with five hard cocks. One was in my mouth, one was in each hand and the other two were stroking themselves. Gary took that picture so that the photographer could also be in it. We also have individual shots of me with each of the five cocks in my mouth. This was certainly an afternoon to remember.

Our honeymoon was not much different. When we checked in to our Caribbean resort I gave the bellman a blowjob for bringing our bags to the room. We had room service each morning and I gave the delivery guy a blowjob each time (there were four different ones during the week). We found a group of three guys at the hotel bar the first night we were there. I thought they were kind of cute and so we brought them up to the room for my "treat." They really would have liked more and I would have liked to fuck one of them in particular but I told them that was not part of the deal.

I have to admit here that although I didn't fuck that guy or anyone else while Gary was around I did get word to this guy one afternoon when Gary was off on an errand. We met at his room for a quicky. I felt sort of guilty about it but I knew I wasn't going to get carried away and fall for the guy which is what Gary really seemed most concerned about. Since our marriage over ten years ago I've "cheated" probably an average of five or six times a year.

I've never done it with the same guy more than once and it's always been when we were somewhere where the guy couldn't identify me and cause problems. This has been relatively easy to do because we go to other parts of the city a couple of times a month so I can pick up guys for blowjobs. Sometimes I give the blowjobs with Gary watching. Other times I do them alone and tell him about them later. I only tell Gary about the blowjobs and not about the ones I let go all the way. As long as I douche and clean up carefully I'm OK. One time I didn't get a chance to clean up after a guy dumped his load in my cunt and I think Gary suspected that something unusual was in there but he....

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