The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03

... about sex than I am?"

She nodded. "Yeah, most definitely. I can't really blame it on him, but my relationship with Dad had a lot to do with that... and my relationship with you, too."

"With me?" I said, doubting that. "How the hell did I have any influence on your sexual obsessions? We barely ever even talked growing up."

"Your porn videos," she said. "I knew where you hid them. My favorite one was probably your favorite, too. It was called "100 Best Swallows In Porn". Do you remember that one?" Holy crap, did I. Just like she had guessed, that really had been my favorite video. "Oh, shit!" I said, nodding. "That explains a lot."

"Yeah," Diane said, taking another sip. "It changed my whole life, that fucking video."

"Now that you mention it. I guess it changed mine, too."

"Karen Blackwell," Diane said, searching my face for some kind of response.

"Who?"

"Karen Blackwell, the last twelve swallows in that movie. Now you remember?"

"Damn! Hell, yeah, I remember. It was like she couldn't drink enough cum."

"Exactly," Diane said, "And after seeing that neither could I." She took a long slow drought of her bourbon. "I started that Chug Fest contest with Dave Cochran and Tommy Trainor. Do you remember those two guys?"

"I do. They were both neighbors of ours, right? Dave was a skinny redheaded nerd and Tommy was that tall kid who always wore a leather jacket?"

"No, that was Ron McGuinness, my boyfriend. He always wore the leather jacket. Tommy ...

... Trainor was short and used to maintain the pool."

I shrugged and shook my head, clueless.

"He had the old Pinto? Muscular? Looked like a Pitbull?"

I scoffed out a laugh and shook my head again.

"Anyway," Diane said, "I started begging every guy I knew back then to... you know..." she frowned with half her mouth, looking uncomfortable, "Sample their seed... so to speak. Anyway, I was rarely turned down. Which only got me more hooked on doing that since I enjoyed it, but mainly because of how much power it gave me over guys. I was pretty popular in school, being a spoiled rich girl, but I didn't get along with the girls. I hung out with mainly guys, lots and lots of guys. Well, finding out they would obey my every command, and all I had to do was drink their cum once or twice a day, I guess it kind of screwed me up." Diane smiled wistfully and shook her head. "A few of them, like Ronnie, couldn't handle my... obsession... but most men don't care how many other guys you're blowing as long as you're blowing them, too. Before I left for college I was sucking off like forty different men a week, some of them every single day."

I put my glass down. "Are you fucking kidding me, Diane? Why?"

She shook her head. "I don't know. I just.. liked it. I wanted to see how many men I could please. It really did become an obsession." She took another sip of her drink.

"Jesus," I said. "You looked so damn innocent back then. I never would have guessed you were doing anything ...