Rhonda Drinks It

The next thing Rhonda knew, she was on a plane to Los Angeles.

The last few days had been a whirlwind for her, since she had to quit

her job, sub-let her apartment, and close her bank accounts. Steve

took her shopping one day, showering her with beautiful clothes and

jewelry, making sure that she had everything she desired. He took her

to a beauty salon, where she had her hair done, her finger and toe

nails manicured and painted; she had a wonderful full body massage

that took every kink out of her body, and as a special treat, Steve

had the four men who worked in the salon masturbate thick creamy loads

of sperm onto her shining face, which he tenderly rubbed into every

square inch of its surface, from her chin to her forehead. Of course,

while he was doing this, Rhonda was wildly plunging her fingers in and

out of her wet pussy, enjoying several small orgasms.

But now she was 35,000 feet in the air, dreamily lying back

and thinking of the excitement she was in store for. For a while, she

lay back and watched the clouds stream past the gleaming silver wings,

each second taking her closer to the magic city of Los Angeles.

Suddenly, Steve spoke quietly to her.

"Rhonda, have you ever had sex on a plane?"

"No, no I haven't. Are you up for something?" she responded

saucily, her slim fingers tracing a line up his zipper, where she knew

a full and ready cock waited for her.

"Well, I'd like to give the men on this flight something to

remember." Steve looked back at the small lavatory. "Hold on, let me

check something out."

He got up and walked to the rear of the plane. "Luck," he

thought, "the lav is empty." He motioned for Rhonda to join him. In

seconds, she was by his side. "Go in, sit on the toilet, and wait.

Better put this handkerchief over your blouse, we wouldn't want to

stain it now, would we?" he said, handing her a fresh white cloth.

His words made Rhonda shiver. She knew he had an oral feast

planned for her. She entered the lav, closing but not locking the

door. She didn't have long to wait. A quiet knock on the door, and the

first man entered. He was a normal looking businessman, no doubt

headed home from a trip, or on his way to begin one. He smiled and

gazed down at Rhonda, sitting primly on the lavatory, fully dressed

but with a large white kerchief tucked in her blouse at her chin. He

handed her a note.

"This is from Steve."

She took the note and unfolded it.

"Rhonda, darling, please fellate all the men I send in. Allow

them to ejaculate on your face or in your mouth. Save as much sperm as

you can, keep it in a plastic cup, and bring it back to our seats when

you are finished. Steve,"

"Well, let's get started, shall we?" she spoke to the man

nervously standing before her. He unzipped his pants and drew out a

rapidly enlarging and hardening penis. Rhonda leaned forward, stuck

her tongue out, and circled the tip of the glans. She kissed up and

down the length of the cock, finally drawing the entire organ into her

hot and wet mouth. She moved her face all the way down the cock, not

stopping until her nose was touching the man's zipper. Up and down, up

and down, she loved the feel of the hard organ in her mouth. The man

placed his hands tenderly on her head, slowly guiding her to and fro

on his erect member. For several minutes, not a sound was heard save

the slurping and sloshing her mouth made on his penis. Then he

shuddered, and spoke through clenched teeth.

"Wh... where do I cum?"

Rhonda stopped her back and forth movement, and moved her face

from his cock. Still stroking it, she placed the tip right on her

outstretched tongue, as if to say "here, here in my mouth." The cock

pulsed, and shot a line of white semen straight into it. Rhonda heard

the jizm line strike the back of her tongue and teeth. Again it shot,

ejaculating a stream of wet juice into her mouth. She stroked the

cock, directing the lessening spurts into her mouth until the man was

dry. She collected the semen pooling over her tongue, and closed her

lips, daintily kissing the tip of the penis looming over her face. The

man stepped back, stuffing his shrinking organ back into his pants.

"That was fantastic, thank you very much." Rhonda could do

little but smile close-mouthed up at him, and wink. He turned and

moved out of the small lavatory. Rhonda stood and checked herself in

the mirror. Her clothes and hair were still spotless.

"Bet I don't stay this way for long," she thought, swirling

the small pool of sperm around in her mouth. She traveled her tongue

up over and around her teeth and gums, spreading the white goo all

over the inside of her oral treasure house. Then came another knock on

the door.

The next man in was a young looking college student. His

muscles rippled in his shirt, and before Rhonda could say anything, he

placed his hand on her shoulder, and sat her down before him. He

unbuckled his pants and slid them down to the floor. His penis sprang

up, a strong and healthy eight inches of hard meat. Rhonda cocked an

eye at him.

"Open up."

She did. He looked at the thin coating of cum over the woman's

teeth and the white lined tongue. "Perfect," he said, "stay right like

that."

Rhonda placed her hands on her thighs, and leaned back. The

man stroked his cock rapidly for several seconds. "Ok, here it comes,

baby!" he grunted, and doing so, pointed his cock right at Rhonda's

awaiting face. Spurt one traveled up the length of Rhonda's face, from

her chin to her forehead, neatly bisecting her lips and nose. Spurt

two he directed at her left cheekbone, watching with fascination as it

landed with an audible splat and continued up over her eye socket,

finally coming to rest on her upper eyelash. Spurt three he did the

same, only on the right side of her face. Spurt four he directed at

the small area just below her nose, above her lips. Rhonda felt it

drip down into her mouth. Spurt five disappeared into her mouth,

joining the first man's fluid there. The next weak spurts were

directed onto Rhonda's wet cheeks and chin. The man made no move to

direct any more into her mouth. "Now stay just like that for the next

guy, OK?" he demanded of her.

Rhonda kept her face leaned back, so that the lines of sperm

on her face didn't obey the laws of gravity and drip down onto her

clothes. She dipped one finger up into the pool over her left eye and

cleaned it up, so she could reopen the eye. She sucked her finger tip

into her mouth, sliding the wet white cum off it. The man reached into

his jacket pocket and produced a small camera. "Nobody's gonna believe

this unless I get a picture." He pointed the camera at Rhonda's cum

covered face, snapping several close up shots, focusing on the lines

of sperm draped on her features. The last one he took while draping

his penis over her bottom lip, with her eyes looking straight into the

camera. Then he finished, pulled up his trousers and thanking Rhonda

profusely, left the small lavatory.

The next man entered almost immediately. "Damn," he swore

softly, amazed at the scene that greeted him. Here was a strikingly

beautiful blond woman, fully clothed in the lavatory of a speeding

airliner, her face covered with the ejaculated semen of a complete

stranger.

"Baby, you look super with that jizz all over your face. Why

you doing this?"

"I love to suck cock. I love to have men cum on my face. I

love to eat cum. What other reason do I need?"

The man didn't answer, except to drop his pants, extract his

long thin penis, and direct it into her mouth. Rhonda dutifully sucked

his warm meaty tool, slurping it into her mouth over and over, until

the man jerked and shuddered, spitting several streams of cum into her

mouth, to join the growing amount already there.

He left quickly. Rhonda looked around, found a cup, and

drooled the semen into it.

As she did, the fourth man entered. He took one look at the

beautiful woman's face covered with cum and the small amount collected

in the glass.

"I want to come on your face," he said calmly. "Jerk me off on

your face."

Rhonda reached out a strong hand, circling the cock pointing

at her features. She slid her hand up and down the shaft several

times, all the while gazing dreamily up at the visitor. For several

seconds, she jerked the man off, aiming the purplish head right at her

cum covered visage.

Then she felt the vein pulse, and a stream of white shot out,

draping itself over her nose and onto her forehead. The next stream

traveled up over her lips and across her left cheek. She calmly

sprayed the cum over her features, feeling it mix in with the rapidly

cooling lines deposited by the second man.

Finally the man finished. Rhonda moved the glass up and around

her face, drooling the semen into it. The level rose visibly. What

didn't enter the glass was smoothed into her now shining skin. She

swallowed smoothly.

"Wasn't that fun?" she said to the man. "Ever had a girl jerk

you off right onto her face before?" She was amused at his bewildered

outlook.

"No, can't say that I ever did. But you did it like you meant

it, I'll say that. It was great." While he spoke, the man collected

his pants and left.

The next visitor was, surprisingly, a young woman of about 20.

She didn't say a word, except to drop to her knees and push Rhonda's

skirt up over her waist. She reached up and pulled the waiting woman's

panties down, over her trim legs and down around her shoes. She then

spread Rhonda's knees apart, leaned forward, and sank her hot tongue

directly into Rhonda's now-steaming gash.

"Oh GODDDDD," Rhonda cried, orgasming immediately at the feel

of the hot muscle on her vulval lips. "DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!" she

moaned, squirming her pussy over the young girl's face. She felt the

tongue search out and circle her budding clitoris, then felt her clit

drawn into the young mouth much like the penises of late had invaded

her own. She felt it sucked and pulled with the voracious appetite

that only a woman knows. She came again and again, while the girl

worked on her clit and pussy lips. She clutched at the girl's head,

twining her cummy hands in her hair, pulling the face at her lap into

and around her genital area.

Again and again Rhonda bucked into the girl's sucking mouth,

feeling wave after wave of glorious orgasm coursing through her body.

She felt the hot wet tongue slide in and out of her spasming cunt,

swiping up and down the pulsating lips. Her clit was entwined in the

tip of the tongue, then was washed lightly with spit and blown on with

the hot breath of the young girl.

Finally the girl pulled away. She looked up at Rhonda's face

with adoring eyes.

"Your friend told me what you were doing. I got so excited I

just had to come in and be a part of it. I hope you enjoyed it."

Rhonda could barely speak. Sweat mingled with the cool sperm

on her face. She brought a slim finger up to collect some of the cum

deposited at her hairline, then down the girl's face.

"Have some. It's delicious." The girl opened her mouth, and

sucked in the wet, white digit with relish.

"Ummm, so it is," she said, pulling back and swallowing,

leaving Rhonda's finger absolutely spotless.

She stood, straightened her dress, patted her hair back into

place, and wishing Rhonda well, walked out of the lavatory.

The door didn't have time to close. The next man in was a tall

black man in jeans and a flannel shirt.

"Hey, honey, the man tells me you want to suck some cock. Is

that right?"

Rhonda nodded "That's right, babe, I want your juice. You can

cum all over my face, or in my mouth, or both. Just give me your cum."

She reached out and guided his zipper down, then wormed her hand into

his pants. He undid the top clasp, and spread them down over his

thighs.

Rhonda extracted his rapidly hardening penis. It grew in her

hand to an astounding nine inches.

"Wow, that's quite a tonsil tickler you have. I sure hope I

can do you justice," Rhonda whispered in awe.

"I don't have any doubts you will, pretty lady. Just start

sucking it and we'll see how you do."

Rhonda pulled the man closer, and opened her mouth wide. The

man looked down. He saw her white-rimmed lips pull back over her

teeth. He glimpsed the coating of slimy white sperm on her tongue. He

leaned forward, and watched the first three inches of his cock move

like a battering ram into the woman's mouth.

Rhonda gurgled, adjusted her jaws, and forced her head farther

and farther down the slick shaft of the cock. Gradually, her lips

moved closer and closer to the kinky black hair at its base. Her lips

moved over the cock shaft, pulling the organ inexorably deeper and

deeper into her mouth. She felt the bulbous head slide over her well

lubricated tongue, then stop momentarily at the top of her throat. She

craned her head to look up at the man. This action also had the result

of straightening the path the cock was taking. She paused.

"Go ahead. All the way down. I know you can do it. I want to

feel your tonsils at the tip," the man said.

Rhonda snorted in a breath of air through her nose, and

pushed. The head rammed the back of her throat, then slipped down past

the base of her tongue into the very top of her esophagus. Still she

could feel three or four inches of cock exposed to air. Gulping down

the saliva built up in her mouth, Rhonda forced her head forward. She

felt the huge organ slide down her throat, until her neck bulged with

the outline of the man's penis. He put his hand down to her neck,

tracing the outline with his fingers.

"Sheeeeit, you're really doin' it!" he gasped, amazed at the

oral hunger of the woman. He watched her lips move down, finally to

come to rest at the base of his cock, nuzzling the dark curly pubic

hairs.

Rhonda had to stop. She felt impaled on his cock, as though

she were trying to swallow a baseball bat. She swallowed several

times, feeling the cock pulse and her blood pound. The she slowly

slurped back up the cock. Inch after inch retreated from her face,

until just the tip was imprisoned behind her loving lips. She reached

up and placed the man's hands on her head, and allowed him to roughly

fuck her face with the outer half of his dick. A few times, he slowly

fed the entire length down into her raw throat as the woman looked up

at him.

Finally he shuddered and moaned.

"It's cummin' baby, it's cummin... " he groaned.

Rhonda felt the tip of the cock, some three inches down her

gullet, expand, then pulse with the first ejaculation of sperm. It

rocketed straight down her throat. She quickly pulled back, as the

cock continued to spasm. One spurt let loose as the head backed up out

of her throat, bathing her tonsils with a white layer of semen.

As the tip moved back across her tongue, another jet escaped,

sliming her mouth and back teeth.

Finally she had the tip at her lips. She spit it out, leaned

back, and moaned.

"Oh god cum on my face you black monster cum on my face," she

groaned deliriously. The man was only too glad to oblige. He aimed his

spurting prick at her nose, and shot a line of white sperm right up

along the bridge between her eyes, the end disappearing into her hair.

He moved left, leaving a line across her cheekbone. He aimed the head

up a bit, decorating her forehead with sperm. He moved down,

splattering her lips with streams of hot wet goo. The explosions of

jizm went on for several seconds, streaming over Rhonda's lovely

features and decorating her face until there was barely any dry skin

left on it.

As the juice dwindled down, Rhonda opened her mouth, and the

man directed the last few dribbles into it. Shaking his cock, the

drips and drops flew into the dark cavern below it.

Finally he was empty.

Rhonda could do nothing but gasp with excitement. Her face was

literally covered with semen. Lines led up her cheekbone, from jaw to

eye. Her nose was dripping with the stuff. Some had even leaked into

her ears. She leaned over and grabbed the cup sitting next to her on

the lavatory, and moved it over her face, collecting as much of the

sperm as she could. She smiled up at the man.

"Jeeze, what a load! Where did you ever come up with all that

stuff? I thought I was gonna drown !"

"Hey honey, I always cum that much. Must be something genetic,

eh?" he said with a laugh, stuffing his now shrunken, but well

satisfied cock back into his pants. "My girlfriend says I must have

three balls."

Rhonda giggled as she finished slurping the sperm off her face

and from around her lips. She swallowed a time or two, to clear her

throat and satiate her parched mouth.

"I don't think I've ever seen as much cum in one shot as

that," she spoke, looking up at him in awe. "I loved it!"

"Babe, you are one hot woman, you know that? Most gals would'a

pulled back and moved outta the way of the old firehose there, but you

just hung in there and took it right in the face. You looked like you

was havin' some sort of religious experience or something."

Rhonda could do nothing but nod in agreement. To her, the

feeling she got when a man sprayed his sperm on her face was

wonderful. She knew it was odd, no doubt rare, for a woman to enjoy

that, but she did and she felt no qualms about it.

She looked at the cup in her hand. It was nearly three-

quarters full of sperm. She sloshed it around, and placed it on the

small sink next to her. She rubbed the remaining small amount of jizz

on her face into her skin, feeling its smooth and wet coolness on her

fingertips. She checked herself in the mirror.

There were several splotches of cum in her hair now, and her

lips were still rimmed with white. She licked them with her tongue to

clean them off, and sat back down, anxious for the next man to arrive.

The door opened, and two men entered quickly. They crowded

into the small head.

"Would you like to suck us both off at the same time," one man

spoke "or one at a time? We can do either... "

Rhonda looked up at them confidently. "I can do you both at

the same time, if you'd like. I think I can handle it."

So saying, she reached up with both hands and pulled down two

zippers. She undid each man's belt and loosened his pants, so they

slid down around his ankles. Underwear followed. Grabbing the two

hardening cocks with each hand, Rhonda pulled them towards her face.

She maneuvered them up close to her mouth, and opened it as wide as

she possibly could. Moving the two cock heads together, she fastened

her lips to them, and pushed her head downwards.

Maybe it was the service she had just provided to the enormous

black stud, but Rhonda felt her mouth expand easily to cover and

envelope the two dicks. She slid her tongue into the groove between

them, and slowly traveled down the length of the twin stalks in her

hands. The cocks were nearly the same size and thickness, making the

lips-on-skin journey easier.

She gurgled deep in her mouth as the two cocks forced their

way into her face, shoving closer together as they neared the narrowed

opening at the back of her throat. She moved her hand away from them

as they neared the end of their journey. No matter how wide her lips

or how broad her mouth, there was still one anatomical impossibility -

getting two cocks down into her esophagus at one time. They hit bottom

at the top of her throat.

Rhonda paused there for a moment, reveling in the new feel of

two cocks at once in her mouth. She could feel the men quiver and

vibrate with excitement. Slowly she backed up off the double donging,

finally spitting the matched set out at the very end. She looked up at

the men.

"What I'll do is give each of you about ten strokes apiece. I

want to keep you both at the same level, so you shoot off at just

about the same time. Think you can do that?"

"No problem," said one man, "just keep on sucking, we'll do

the rest."

Rhonda took a deep breath. Opening her mouth wide, she slid

easily down the left hand cock. Face to pubic hair, lips to base, she

swallowed the dick easily. She felt the head brush past her tonsils

and snake down her throat. Swallowing convulsively, she gave the man

her best shot. Milking his penis with her throat, Rhonda did all she

could to bring the man up to a heightened level of sexual charge.

Again and again, ten times in all, she throated the cock. Popping her

face off the first cock, she repeated the action on the other. The men

stood closely together, enjoying the feel and sight of the lovely

blonde sitting in front of them, performing the ultimate in sexual

service.

After just thirty strokes on each cock, one man grunted. "Oh,

honey, that's too much. Here I come!!!"

He grasped his cock from Rhonda's clutching hand. Quickly the

other man did the same. They moved forwards. Rhonda opened her mouth

widely, and stuck out her tongue. The two cockheads rested on it. One

shook - a stream of white sperm shot out, striking the back of her

throat and falling down into her stomach before any thing else could

happen.

Then the other one pulsed its first load. This time Rhonda was

ready. She folded her tongue back, closing the back of her mouth off,

and let the twin heads rest on her lower lip. A streamer of cum struck

the back of her tongue and pooled in the bottom of her mouth.

Suddenly, her mouth was full to overflowing with the jettings of the

men. She leaned back, and felt wet streams of cum strike her face.

One ribbon shot up along her cheekbone, coming to rest in a

small blob just under her eye. Another traveled up the bridge of her

nose. A third struck her square in the forehead before splitting into

many tiny drops in the front of her hair. Again and again she felt her

face doused with the sexual fluids of the two men.

Soon her eyes were daubed with the stuff, and her cheeks and

lips were covered with small trails of cum. The men painted her face

like a canvas. She felt the cum loop onto her lips and chin, slide off

her nose, and splatter into her hair over and over. She felt the wet

blobs rain gently down onto her nose and chin. For several seconds,

the air above her face was cloudy with the ejaculate of the two

handsome men before her.

Finally, they finished. Rhonda lay back and panted, exhausted

at the ordeal and flushed with the cum of the men that had splattered

her face.

"Ohhh god that was tremendous... I feel so fucking slimy, I

love it!" she breathed.

"Lady, you are one fine fox, you know that?" one man spoke. "I

have never seen a woman take so much cum without flinching in my life,

and I've seen a lot of it, believe me."

Rhonda reached over to the cup of cum resting on the sink, and

ran it over and around her face, collecting up the tremendous amount

of semen that decorated her. The cup filled up almost to the rim. She

never even noticed the men leave, she was so absorbed in her task.

Swallowing roughly, she felt several collected spurts slowly coat her

throat and mouth, traveling down to join the remaining juice in her

stomach.

The cup could hold no more. It contained close to six ounces

of semen, the mixed spendings of half a dozen virile men. Rhonda stood

and looked at herself in the mirror. Her face seemed wet with sweat,

yet she knew what it really was. Taking a small towel, she dried it as

best she could, taking care to smooth out the cum drops in her hair.

She quickly applied some fresh makeup and lipstick, straightened her

hair, and left the lavatory.

Walking up the aisle back to her first class seat, she knew

she was being stared at by nearly everyone in the back of the plane,

women with envy or hatred, men with lust and awareness.

She sat back down next to Steve.

"Look at this," she said to him, showing him the clear plastic

cup of sperm in her hand. "I filled the glass."

"Very good. Did you have a good time with the little lady I

sent back?" Steve inquired.

"Oh, yes indeed. I came about 50 times I bet! Now what?"

Steve just looked at her. She felt his gaze for a few seconds,

then she knew, really KNEW, what to do. Motioning for the stewardess,

she raised the glass up.

"Miss, could I have some ice in this please? And be careful,

don't spill it, please."

The stewardess took the glass almost without looking at it,

and walked to the small galley behind them.

When she returned, she had a quizzical look on her face. "Is

this what I think it is?" she whispered to Rhonda.

"You bet honey, A-number 1 prime jizz from half the guys on

this plane," Rhonda whispered back conspiratorially. "And I love it

over ice."

So saying, she tipped the glass back and took a healthy swig

of the cooling juice. The stewardess' eyes widened, and she

involuntarily swallowed herself.

The stew reddened, and abruptly turned away, walking rapidly

to the back of the plane.

"I bet she's going back to the john and finger with herself

silly," Steve whispered.

"I love it!" said Rhonda. And she spent the rest of the flight

slowly sipping the sperm cocktail from the glass.