How I Became A Spanko - Sex Stories

How I Became A Spanko

... need any..." one of the girls began as they hurriedly entered the bathroom, then stopped mid-sentence and exclaimed, "Oh, MY!!"

Not a word was spoken by any of us after that.

They helped me to my feet, and I removed the shampoo bottle from my vagina, held it in front of my face and gazed at it lovingly for the pleasure it had provided, then demonstrated my already legendary fellatio skills by licking and sucking my female nectar from it before returning it to the shelf in the shower stall. Unashamed by my own lewdness in front of my new sorority sisters, I stepped into my new robe and followed them back to the president's bedroom.

The pledges who were after me for their final step in the initiation all chose the first option, thirty seconds of cunnilingus on the sorority president, and stood in their new robes with beaming smiles on their glistening faces.

After we passed around a bottle to celebrate the end of pledge-week and our acceptance into the sorority, we agreed to continue our joviality at a nearby all-ages club and try to get lucky with some of the guys from the all-male school across town who, we were told, often congregate there on week-ends hoping to find the same kind of activity.

Having pleasured myself with two incredible orgasms in the sorority house bathroom and two more in my dorm room, I felt an insatiable craving for throbbing male flesh in my mouth, filling my belly with hot, thick, yummy semen, and made up my mind to seduce, suck, and ...

... swallow the first man at the club who spoke to me.

And I did!

I was dressed casually in my new sorority T-shirt and a pleated cotton skirt. My backside was too sore to even consider wearing panties, and the cool night-time air titillating my naked backside and smoothly-shaven pubic region furthered my resolve to seek that which I craved.

Mr. Right for the night, or at least fifteen minutes, was the valet parking attendant who stepped in front of us girls and held the door as we entered the club. When he noticed our T-shirts, he smiled and asked if it was difficult getting accepted into such a prestigious sorority. That was all I needed to hear.

When I told him what I had in mind, he said he would be relieved in a few minutes, and I smiled, knowing the relief we would both experience as his hot load slithered down my lecherous throat.

He snuck a set of keys from the valet board for a full-size van he had recently parked, and, as soon as we got inside of the van, I devoured him as though I had not tasted male flesh or semen in two weeks, which was, in fact, true. He was delicious!

"Can I buy you a drink or dinner or something?" he asked breathlessly after ejaculating a huge load of yummy semen into my hungry mouth.

"You already gave me everything I needed," I said, catching a thin stream of semen with one finger as it dripped down my chin and then sucking my finger clean.

"Can I see you again?" he asked.

"Oh, I have a feeling you and I will be seeing a ...