Primal Urges - Sex Stories

Primal Urges

Sages down thru the ages have tried to define and explain love. Many people think love equates to sex. But others think primal urges to fornicate is not love, but merely animal instinct.

For me, I knew early on, I wanted to suck cock. Could that be called a primal urge? Who can really say.

Sex leads to procreation and that surely is animal instinct. If not, who or what, would have been the first teacher?

Great minds have pondered on these very issues down thru the centuries and the mysteries are yet to be solved. Where is J. B. Fletcher when you really need her?

The great Sherlock himself would have been perplexed.

The above was the basis of a paper I wrote in my second year of college. Since it was not going to get me the desired grade, I did the next best thing, I dropped to my knees and sucked off the Professor. He gave me an A+ for the blowjob, but a C- for my paper. Oh well, I gave it the old college try.

If it had not been for my cock sucking skills, I would not have graduated in the top 10% of my class. I was not the class valedictorian, but the class cocksucker. It served me well in college and would later be a great asset in the business world.

When I realized my first job interview was not going well, I attempted to use my cock sucking skills, but alas the interviewer had a cunt not a cock. Things went much better on my second interview. I sucked off the interviewer and got high praise for my cock sucking skills, and was told my application ...

... would be kept on file for 6 months. If I had not heard anything by then, I should reapply.

I was now in desperate straights I was behind on my rent and my cash reserves were mighty low. I was sucking cock at the bus station for meal money, but not enough to pay the rent.

But my guarding angel looked down on me when I was interviewed by Ben Wadsworth of Wadsworth and Chatham, Inc. Seems Ben had a beautiful wife that refused to suck his cock or offer up her ass. I offered Ben not only a blow job, but my ass as well. I had only been fucked once during college and it was not so bad.

I started having second thoughts when Ben snaked out a horse cock from his pants. I was already on my knees and could not avoid taking it in my mouth. I shuddered at the thought of having that monster rammed up my ass. I understood Mrs. Wadsworth's position.

I took in as much of Ben's cock as I could and heard a loud moan. I knew my cock cucking was having the desire results. I was looking forward to Ben's cum as much as he was looking forward to depositing it into my mouth. I put forth my best effort and was rewarded with a huge deposit of cum. Even with swallowing as fast as I could, some came out the corners of mouth and even my nose.

Ben informed me he was having an informal party at his house the next evening and that I was invited. While the party was informal, it would be necessary to dress. I would need to visit a tailor and pick up a rental.

Things were happening fast, but at ...