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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... around the base of his cock and he swore loudly, one last time and his ass came up off of the sleeping bag and he shot his cum straight down my throat.

I managed to keep him buried in my throat until he finished cumming and then I eased my mouth back and gasped for breath. I smiled up at him and he was looking at me with a look of awe on his face. A look, I might modestly add, that was well deserved.

He gasped for breath for a minute and then he said, "No fucking broad has ever been able to deep throat my cock! Jesus Christ! That was fucking fantastic!"

I grinned up at him and then I took stock. I had just been fucked in the ass and not only was it not that bad. I had actually achieved orgasm from it. Then, my crowning achievement, I had taken Glenn's monster cock down my throat, something no other woman has ever been able to do. This has been a very educational weekend!

Dale had no idea how much he was going to benefit from my time with Glenn.

I started to stretch out beside Glenn, I was totally exhausted. But Glenn stopped me and said, "Whoa girl, you have some cleaning up to do first. Don't forget your place."

I wasn't too happy about that. Thinking about where Jerry's cock had just been was kind of turning my stomach. I turned around and bent my head down to his crotch and it didn't smell any worse than if it had just come from my pussy. It was dark. I couldn't see well enough to know if there were any surprises there. But I tentatively took his soft, ...

... slimy cock into my mouth and I didn't taste anything unusual. I just tried not to think about what I was doing and get it over with quickly.

Then I turned back around and Glenn let me into his sleeping bag and we snuggled up and went to sleep.

The next morning we didn't have sex. I guess I had worn them out. I put on a light blue weasel and we gathered outside by the fire until it was time to go up and eat. It was warmer this morning and actually kind of pleasant.

Lisa came out of her tent, which is right next to Glenn's, and sat down beside me. She whispered that she had heard a lot of strange noises before she went to sleep last night and she was wondering what had happened. I was pretty proud of myself, so I told her about taking Jerry, who is nearly as well hung as Glenn, into my ass, and then about taking Glenn's pony sized cock down my throat.

She didn't believe me at first, but she looked up at Glenn and he nodded and she said, "There is no way I could do that! I guess you're a better slut than me after all." But she was just teasing, not saying it to be mean or anything.

I took it as a compliment and thanked her.

Eventually everyone was up and ready and we headed up to the vendor area to get some food. All of us were up, but we didn't seem to be really awake yet. Never fear, Glenn had a cure for that. He knew just how to get our blood flowing this morning. He stopped at the vendor selling Wicked Weasels and picked out a transparent white suit and told ...