I Love Being Filled

I always loved cum. Ever since the first time I got it on my face and chest I fell in love with its slickness and feeling of it on me.

There was something special in seeing evidence that I was wanted and that the man felt such a strong desire next to me he couldn’t hold it back. I tried my best to make it so all of my encounters would end with me covered in cum and it leaking out of me, and I always got what I wanted.

I was doing it ever since college and one of my most memorable experiences with cum also happened there. I was dating a guy from a fraternity and he loved taking me to the wild parties with him. There were a lot of hot guys there and I was sure that if I got to it they could give me all the cum I wanted and more. I didn’t dare to ask my boyfriend about being in the middle of something like that, but I knew that my moment would come.

It happened after a party almost in the middle of the night. All of the guests already left and there was only me, my boyfriend, and the other guys. We were making out on the couch and his hand was on my thigh. I could see the other guys looking at us, some of them already had boners and I was enjoying myself seeing that.

“Hey, can you move it to your room?” one of them asked as if he didn’t like what he saw.

“What, you can’t look at us because you want to join?” I laughed, looking at my boyfriend’s reaction. He didn’t seem appalled by my comment and so another one of the handsome frat boys continued.

“If you want to give us a show you might as well serve the rest of us too. What do you think?”, one of them said.

I felt an excitement that I hadn’t before. I realized that I could finally get enough cum to satisfy all my needs. I looked back at my boyfriend, seeing that he wasn’t too happy, but I realized that I didn’t care much, as long as I would get the cum I wanted.

“Okay, I’m ready for it,” I said with a smile, standing up and getting to my knees in the middle of the room.

All the guys, around a dozen of them, came closer to me, unzipping their pants. My boyfriend stood back for a while, before getting into the circle too. Once I saw their cocks I just knew what to do. I took my top off, baring my tits and seeing their hungry looks.

Soon I picked the thickest cock between them all and went to suck him, stroking two next to him at the same time. Other guys were doing that on their own and I didn’t focus on them as long as I was stroking and sucking three cocks that were about to shoot their thick hot cum for me.

I didn’t care that I looked like a slut, that I was on my knees in front of these guys doing something no good girl would. I just needed that cum, I needed it all over me and I was willing to work for it. I was sucking that cock deep, it was almost moving into my throat when I heard the guy I was sucking groan and move away. His cum spilled right onto my face, a thick line going from my cheek down over my lips. I licked what I could off and smiled, looking up. I went to suck another cock, doing that same good job and waiting for another load.

Very soon I was almost fully covered in cum. With the help of my mouth and hands, all the guys came at least twice and I was enjoying more and more cum getting on me.

It was everywhere – on my face, on my neck, my chest. My tits were covered all over, cum dripping from my nipples and it was going down my waist and into my skirt. I didn’t want to stop and I didn’t until some of the guys started to get tired, no more cum left to give, and went to their rooms.

They couldn’t handle me and my desire to get more cum. There just wasn’t anymore in their balls. I went upstairs, to the bathroom, and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a dirty slut, one that needed a good long shower, but instead of doing that I smiled and went to masturbate.

I was fucking myself with my fingers, using cum as lube, and pushing it all inside of myself, thinking about how many guys finished on me. It was a magnificent experience, one that couldn’t be compared to anything else and I still think about it daily.

Time went by from that moment and I was still looking for another perfect experience that couldn’t compare to the last one, I wanted to level up. I was going through guy after guy, trying to get the one that could satisfy my cum needs for as long as I needed and soon I met a guy through my friends. His name was Tim and he seemed shy and sweet. I didn’t expect much when I met him, but he turned out to be the man of my dreams.

I went on a date with him as a bit of a pity thing. I knew that I could make him cum fast, so I just wanted to see how much he could give me before I moved on. After a date, we went to my place and as soon as the door closed I started kissing him and feeling his cock through his pants.

“I have to tell you something,” he said, trying to stop me, but I still got on my knees and pulled out his cock. He looked nice, thick, and long and I didn’t know what he was afraid of.

I stroked him at first, seeing how he was struggling, before taking him in my mouth. I knew how to make a guy cum fast and I was using the same technique. He groaned, starting to fuck in my mouth, forgetting all about asking me to stop.

I was sucking him and massaging his balls, sure that he would soon cum and it happened. I was about to swallow it down, but there was just too much. I moved his cock away, letting his cum drip over me, enjoying every drop that was getting on me and in my mouth. Once it stopped I looked at him with wide eyes, realizing that I had never seen someone cumming like that. There was simply too much.

“I’m sorry, girls always run away after seeing it,” he said, his tone guilty.

“No, no!” I said, getting up. “It’s perfect. Let’s go, I want it all in my pussy”

We went to the bedroom and I instantly got on all fours, allowing him to do anything he wanted to me just to get that same load inside me. He did deliver. I was leaking with his cum long after that. I realized that it was exactly the man I wanted and needed all along and so our relationship continued.

Now I wake up every morning with my pussy and my body covered in cum and both of us were more than happy with my obsession.

Authors note: Crazy for cum is how I wanted to paint our main character and I think that definitely comes through in this piece of smut. She simply can’t do enough and whilst writing it, all I could think of was a nice hot load inside of me! Tamsin.

I'm Tamsin (also known as Tammy), I'm the writer of all of these erotic stories. I write what turns me on and it used to be just for my personal use, but I decided to release it publically. I hope you enjoy and if you do remember to leave a comment and if you want more become a private member. If you want to know more about me, this is my personal page.

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