The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03

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"News for you, Dick," Liz said, laughing harder. "She is MORE obsessed with drinking cum than you are. Our sister Di, here, is the fucking Queen of cum drinking. Remember all those lines I gave you that first day we met, about me being made to drink cum and how I loved the idea of being a cum slut? I got those lines from her. I can take or leave drinking a load of cum, but Diane is the real deal, a genuine cum slut. They used to call her Drink 'em Dry Di in college. Tell him, Diane. Tell him how much you love drinking cum." Diane looked mortified, turning her face away from me as Liz rambled on. "You should have seen her at the Frat house parties, Dick. It was like a fucking circus. Diane would have forty or fifty fucking guys lined up waiting their turn to cum in her mouth and--"

"That was one fucking party, Lizzy!" Diane snapped. She looked over at me. "I had a drinking problem, Dickie. Things... got out of hand that night."

Liz laughed loudly, clapped her hand on her thigh and shouted, "You had a drinking problem, alright, Sis. You couldn't drink enough sperm!" She laughed raucously as Diane winced. Liz continued to laugh gleefully as she said, "She sucked so many fucking frat boys off that night. Oh my God, it was crazy. The whole fucking Frat house was shaking as everyone chanted, "DRINK THEM DRY! DRINK THEM DR--"

"Will YOU shut the FUCK UP!" Diane shrieked, cutting Liz's chant short.

"Jeez," Liz said, her smile vanishing. "Sorry, Sis. I just ...

... thought--"

"You don't EVER think, Lizzy!" Diane shouted. "That's the fucking problem." Diane pushed an angry breath out her nose, took another deep breath in and relaxed. She sat back and said in a much calmer tone, "I am trying to get organized here and you're blabbing about shit that doesn't matter." Diane looked at Candy and Maria. "Are you two both drinking a quart of horse spunk or not?"

Candy pushed a breath out her nose and said, "Fine... but if I puke that doesn't mean shit. I'm still working for you. I think guys' sperm is gross, but at least it turns me on when I swallow it for them. Horse semen is... Well, it's just fucking gross." She shrugged. "But I'll fucking try to drink it. Whatever."

"Fine," Diane said. She looked at Maria. "What about you?"

Maria shook her head. "No way. You people are sick. I am done." She looked at me and said, "Can I have my old job back, Boss?"

"Sure, Maria," I said, "Are you certain about this?"

Maria stood up and nodded. "See you tomorrow at eight, Mr. Chamberland. Goodnight everyone." Maria turned to walk out the door.

Diane said, "If you change your mind, Maria, be in this room at noon next Monday. I'll have a quart of horse cum all warmed up and waiting for you."

Maria laughed mirthlessly. Shaking her head as if dazed, disgusted or in disbelief, she left the conference room.

"What the fuck, Diane," I said, shaking my head much like Maria had. "You've been in charge for ten minutes and we're already down a cum ...