I loved the unique flavor of his cum and wanted
to taste more of it. In a few seconds however, his cock started to
get soft. He was done..at least for a few minutes.

"Darlene, that was the greatest!" he said as I got up. "You are
sure a terrific cocksucker."

I was stunned by his remark. That was a term that I'd always heard
used in the most derogatory ways. I'd never given much thought to
what it meant, but the meaning of the term began to sink in as I
returned to my seat.

"Thanks," I said with a weak smile. "I guess I am one of those," I
thought to myself not so proudly.

Two of the rest of the girls also elected to give their challengers
a blowjob and the others removed an item of apparel. This meant
that three of the gals were now only wearing their panties. When
the last of the eleven girls had finished (she was one who elected
to remove her bra) several of the girls quickly gathered up their
garments and ran from the room. 

"Hey, where are you all going?" one of the guys shouted. "Some of
us aren't finished yet." In fact eight of the twelve guys hadn't
"finished" yet and they didn't want the game to end so soon.

"Hey, Darlene," one of them said, "how about showing me just how
good you can suck cock. I'll bet you're not that great."

"Oh, yeah," I replied accepting the taunt, "get it out and I'll
show you." I couldn't believe my own ears at what I'd just said but
I had this strange feeling that I just had to suck more cock. I was
addicted.

As I began to grant this guy's wish, two of the other coeds joined
me in finishing the rest of the group. An hour later all the guys
had cum. Two of the original four had gotten blown a second time.
In all I sucked five cocks that evening...and I swallowed every
drop of their cum. By the time the party was over I had sucked more
cocks than most women suck in their entire lifetime. I loved it. I
knew that from then on I was going to suck as many guys as I could.

The next day reality reared it's ugly head. Of course, I had a
terrible hangover, which I'd never had before. I also felt like the
town whore every time I thought about my behavior at the party. I
was so ashamed I sat and cried. I didn't know how I'd ever face any
of those guys or gals. That would be impossible to avoid because
two of the guys were in classes with me. I was sure I'd have to
drop out of school or transfer or something.

Fortunately before I got myself too worked up and distressed I got
a call from Byron Wells asking me for a date. Byron was one of the
guys at the party and also one of those with whom I had a class. In
fact he was the guy who had invited me to the party in the first
place. I figured at first that he just wanted another blowjob but
he assured me that he had wanted to ask me out before any of this
happened. He gave my sagging ego a boost by saying that he thought
I was the cutest coed on campus. When I questioned why he'd even
consider going out with someone who'd been such a slut, he really
surprised me by saying he'd gotten turned on watching me that
night..and that I gave him the best blowjob he'd ever had. He
couldn't believe I'd never done it before.

To make a long story short I accepted his invitation to go to a
movie the next weekend. After the movie we talked some more about
what I'd done and he made me feel a lot better about myself. In
fact he made me feel like it was OK to have done what I did and
enjoy it. Before he took me back to my dorm Byron got another
blowjob..and he didn't even ask. I found that I had even more fun
doing this one sober than I'd had doing the others drunk. It was
like a dam had burst and my sexual being had abruptly surfaced. 

While I was amazed at myself for my new-found hobby, I was even
more surprised at Byron's delight and support. He began to think of
ways for me to practice my art. Over the next few months I blew
groups of five or six of his frat brothers while they watched the
Monday night game. I blew Byron's kid brother Paul and Jim, a
friend of his, when they came to campus for a weekend. Neither of
them had ever had a blowjob before and they left for home with ear-
to-ear grins.

Their big smiles and expressions of appreciation were a good lesson
for me. I was beginning to understand the power that I had just
from my willingness to give guys this pleasure. I don't think any
of them realized (or much cared) how much fun I had doing it. I
began to fantasize about how I could use this power and Byron and
I spent a lot of time talking about it. Those conversations always
ended abruptly because we both got so turned on that we'd head for
the bed and spend an hour or two fucking. (Yes, I let Byron take
the next step. In fact I did it with him on our second date. I
found out I loved having a cock fill my cunt almost as much as I
loved having one in my mouth.) The power I had was not just over
the other guys that I blew but also over Byron because he got so
excited about my antics.

When Byron asked me to give a pizza delivery guy a blowjob as a
tip, we ended up getting a free pizza. We decided that was such a
good deal we repeated it at least once a month for the rest of the
school year. We tried the same routine with a chinese carry-out
place with the same results. Byron teased me every time I sucked
that guy off saying I'd be hungry for another cock again in an
hour. I'd go along with his gag and ask him to fuck me an hour
after dinner. 

When finals were approaching at the end of my freshman year I was
really worried about my grade in economics. The professor was not
very exciting (and not particularly good looking) and I just wasn't
inspired in the classroom. I knew that I had to do something to
avoid getting a "D" or worse in the class. I asked Byron if any of
his friends could help me. He offered an inspired suggestion. I
should ask the professor for special tutoring. He winked at me when
he said that and I quickly caught on to what he meant.

"I'm not sure he'd be interested," I replied uncertainly.

"I'll bet he'd love it," Byron assured me. "Anyhow it wouldn't be
too hard to test the waters. Wear one of your sexy short skirts to
class tomorrow. Maybe give him a peek or two of your panties. Then
go up to him after class and tell him that you need some extra help
and ask if he has any suggestions. If he's interested he'll let you
know.

Well, I took Byron's suggestion to heart more from the almost
desperate need to improve my grade than any desire to suck off my
professor. I'm sure glad I did for two reasons. I got a "B" for the
course. He offered me an "A" but I thought that was too much. 

"I enjoyed this as much as you did," I told him. "You have one of
the largest and most beautiful cocks I've ever seen..and I've seen
quite a few." He seemed genuinely flattered by my comment. He
admitted that no other woman including his wife had ever been able
to take him all the way into either her mouth or her pussy.

That's the other thing I learned: wonderful things sometimes come
in not-so-great packages. When I told Byron I was sure this guy had
at least ten inches he didn't believe me. I told him that he was so
big that I almost couldn't get him all in my mouth, but he still
didn't believe me. I decided to ask for another private tutoring
session and this time I took along a measuring tape. The guy was a
startled when I asked if I could measure it but then he told me it
was ten and one-half inches. He said he would like to see if I
could take him all the way in my pussy as well as in my mouth but
I told him I couldn't do that. He accepted my answer, but I think
we were both disappointed. I was very tempted.

I should mention that Byron and I have talked about the possibility
of my going further and fucking some of the guys that I "meet." We
agreed that there could be a lot of complications in doing that and
finally concluded that it wouldn't be worth the risk. Byron feels
especially strongly about it so I'm not about to take the chance of
hurting him even when I'm with a guy who I think might be a really
great fuck. 

At the end of the school year I returned home for the summer. It
was really weird because as soon as I got back into that old
environment I went back to my previous conservative ways. Byron and
I kept in touch and he seemed very suspicious at first that I was
lying to him about my abstinence but I think he finally accepted my
word. We both eagerly looked forward to the beginning of the next
school year.

I had to return to campus early because of responsibilities
connected with my job at the alumni office. I didn't think I'd see
Byron for another week but I was delighted to find him waiting for
me when I arrived at my dorm. Before the hour was over he had
gotten a blowjob. We didn't have time or a good private place to
fuck. We both admitted being anxious to pick up where we'd left off
at the beginning of the summer.

As soon as Byron could get back into his room at the frat house we
ordered a pizza. When a different delivery man showed up I was
afraid that maybe he wouldn't want to play our game, but before he
left a half-hour later I had swallowed another load of cum and we
had a free pizza. He said he'd be happy to make that trade anytime
we called. We should just ask for "Jack." We told him to expect a
call every couple of weeks. He left with a smile.

For the first couple of months that fall nothing really shocking
happened. I did take care of a few of the members of Byron's
fraternity including three new pledges. That was a lot of fun
because Byron made me do it blindfolded. After I sucked each of the
cocks for a two minutes I was asked to take off the blindfold and
identify the cocks in the order I'd sucked them. I guessed them all
which surprised them. They just didn't understand how much you can
learn about a cock when you have it in your mouth for a few
minutes. Of course I finished the game by sucking each of them dry.