Written, created, conceived, and masturbated to by AKA.
Comments: akaCockBobber(at)yahoo(dot)com
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Disclaimer:  This story is intended for adults.  It
contains themes and situations that are not suitable
for those not considered adults in their communities.
It also contains naughty words.  All characters in
this story are intended to be portrayed as adults
and therefore legally entitled to perform the strange,
disgusting, and often downright immoral acts they
are described as doing.

The following is part one of the Bob Cocker saga.

a.k.a. Cock Bobber - Beginnings
     by AKA

My name is Bob Cocker.  Unfortunately, that's 
not what everyone calls me nowadays.  Sure, no 
one calls me "Cock Bobber" to my face, but I 
know that's my nickname in some circles.  How I 
got my nickname is a bit of a long story.  But 
the start of the story is rather clear.

I guess it all started on my 18th birthday.  
That was the day I found out just how strongly 
how my beloved Tanya felt about ... well ... 
cum.  You see, she and I had been going out for 
a few months.  I guess you could say we were 
'going steady'.  I was thrilled.  Tanya was 
everything I'd ever dreamed of ... and more.  
She was beautiful to look at, had long medium-
blonde hair and a really sexy body.  She was 
smart, too; she was in all my advanced high 
school courses.  Guys like me -- the thin, nerdy 
types -- never seemed to attract the beautiful 
sexy girls like her.  But Tanya liked me.  I was 
nuts about her.  I hoped that someday, she'd 
love me.  So you can imagine my sheer joy when, 
on my 18th birthday, Tanya offered me a blowjob. 
 

"Honey ... that's ... that's g-great!  But ... 
but, are you sure you want to?  I mean, the 
times we've ..."

"I know.  I know," Tanya replied, "The other 
times I've gotten pretty grossed out when you 
shoot your ... stuff," she said, referring to 
the times she'd given me a handjob.  "I mean, I 
want to make you happy, Bobby.  I want to make 
you feel good.  Like you made me feel when you 
licked my ... um ... sex."

I smiled.  I thought Tanya was the hottest thing 
on the planet and I was thrilled the first time 
she let me lick her pussy.  I thought it tasted 
terrific.  And I loved the way she squirmed and 
wiggled when I did it.  Whenever we had a bit of 
privacy these days, she seemed to end up sitting 
on my face.  I wanted to put my dick in her ... 
or have her suck on it ... but I was too shy to 
ask her.  She always seemed really fascinated 
with my dick ... she was always playing with it 
to make it hard.  'It looks so pretty that way,' 
she'd say.  My dick got lots of attention from 
her; stroking, squeezing, and fondling.  But the 
few times I'd cum, she'd been completely grossed 
out by the sticky feeling of cum on her hands.  
She'd practically run to wash it off.  That's 
why it really meant something to me when she 
offered to suck me off.

"But, uh ... when can we do it?" I asked.  The 
night I'd licked her had been one of the rare 
occasions we got to spend any time alone.  My 
parents (well, my mom and stepdad) had been out 
to a late dinner.  But tonight, they had made a 
big deal of cooking me a big birthday dinner.  I 
knew we'd never get any time alone.

"Well, I thought maybe," she looked at me coyly, 
"we could go under the bleachers out in the 
football field."

I grinned.  "Okay, then.  I'll meet you there 
after 7th period."

***

Now, at this point I'd never had my dick sucked 
before, so even the worst blowjob ever would 
probably have felt great.  But Tanya was doing 
an awesome job!  I'd seen a few pornos that the 
guys had smuggled out of their father's 
collections and Tanya was doing everything I'd 
seen in those and more.  I wondered if she'd 
seen one or two pornos herself.  She was bobbing 
her head up and down, swirling her tongue 
around, turning her head to make eye contact 
with me, and following her mouth with her hand.  
She was incredible!  My Tanya ... my girlfriend 
... was a great cocksucker!  I felt like the 
luckiest man in the world.

I can say now that those were likely the three 
best minutes of my life.  Then, I heard a loud 
male voice say, "Ho ho ho!  What do we have 
here??!"  I sat bolt upright in absolute shock 
at being caught.  The next thing I heard was the 
ringing sound made by my head hitting one of the 
bleacher support beams.

I was knocked out cold.

***

"Honey, get up.  C'mon, honey ... it's time to 
go now."

"Wha?  What ... what happened?" I sat up and 
looked around in confusion.  We were sitting ... 
under the bleachers?  I tried to remember what 
we were doing there.

"What happened?  You KNOW what happened, honey.  
Your little birthday blowjob turned into a 
birthday gangbang for your girlfriend."

"WHAT?!?" I cried, still dazed.

"Oh, don't be ridiculous, Bobby.  It seems 
pretty clear to me that you invited your buddy 
Malph and his little crew to watch you get your 
precious blowjob.  I can't believe you'd be so 
callous.  I'm really beginning to wonder if 
you're right for me.  I think we should break 
up."

My stunned brain was trying to comprehend a 
dozen things at once.  The voice I'd heard ... 
that could have been Malph.  But to call him my 
'buddy' was totally wrong.  Ralph Ludder was a 
big bully who pushed me around and stole my 
lunch money most days of the week.  Everyone 
called him 'Malph' because of his red hair and 
passing resemblance to the character on the TV 
reruns.  But wait ... did she say gangbang?  And 
what was this about breaking up ... Tanya was 
the best thing to ever happen to me.  I 
stuttered out the first thing that came to mind.

"I .. I .. I don't want to break up!"

"Is that so?" she said sarcastically while 
pulling on her blouse (I just now realized that 
she was practically naked).  "Well, you sure 
have a funny way of showing it.  Just lying 
there with your pants around your ankles while 
four of your friends fuck the tar out of me."

"Wait, I ... they're not my ..."

"I mean, the way we were going, Bobby, I'd 
figured I'd get some fuck-action around you 
sooner or later, but I didn't quite expect this! 
 And I can't believe you just laid there," she 
continued, now examining her torn skirt, "Oh 
darn.  This zipper is broken."

"Honey!  I was out cold!" I exclaimed, holding 
my head.

She tilted her head up in thought.  "Well, yeah. 
 I almost fainted, too, when I saw the size of 
Malph's cock.  It's pretty huge, isn't it?  I 
mean, compared to yours anyway.  And, boy, I 
thought yours looked pretty when it got all 
hard, but his was downright gorgeous!  Felt 
pretty good when he fucked me with it, too ... 
well, after a minute or two.  Does yours feel 
like that, too?  Hey ... do you see my panties 
anywhere?"

"No, I ... wait ... what--"

"OH MY GOD!  Oh God!  I'm gonna ... I'm gonna be 
sick," she suddenly cried.

"What's wrong?"

"There's c-cum all over my th-thighs!  Oh, God 
... it's dripping down out of my pussy!" she 
sobbed.

"He came inside your pussy?" I asked.

"They all did!  They all came inside my pussy!"  
She was starting to get a little frantic.  She 
started to reach down to wipe away the cum, but 
I could tell she still was reluctant to even 
touch it.

"What ... what if you get pregnant?"

"Preg--  OH NO!  I CAN'T get pregnant, Bobby!  
My mom will kill me!  Get it out, Bobby!  This 
is all your fault!  Get it out!  Get it out!  
Get it ouuuuuutt!" she descended into hysterics, 
her arms flapping at her side as she practically 
screamed in panic.  It was like she hadn't even 
thought of the possibility of getting pregnant 
until then.

"Shhh. Shhh.  Honey .. don't worry.  I'll -- 
I'll think of something!  I ... do you have 
anything we can wash it out with?  Some water or-
-"

"This is YOUR fault," she screamed.  She fell 
back onto the ground on her back, sobbing madly. 
 Her legs fell open lewdly as her body was 
racked with sobs.  "G-get it out of me!  Help 
meeeee!  I don't wa-wa-want to get p-p-pregnant 
now!"

I was dumbstruck.  I had no idea what to do.  I 
reached between her legs and put two fingers in 
her stretched pussy, intending to scoop out some 
of the cum inside.  There must have been an 
awful lot up there ... I couldn't even feel the 
walls of her pussy.  It was like dipping my 
fingers into warm custard.

"NOOOO!  STOP!" she screamed, "Wha-what are you 
d-doing!  You're just p-pushing it further up 
inside me!!!"

"But honey ... what am I supposed to do?"

"You can't push on it to get it out!  You have 
to pull it out of there somehow!  Before ... 
before I get .... p-pregnant!"  At the reminder 
of possibly becoming pregnant, her wailing 
resumed.  "Pull it out of me, Bobby.  Suck it 
out!  Suck it oooooouuuuuuut!"

For an instant, it seemed that time froze.  
Moments that are going to affect the rest of 
your life always seem to be that way.  Tanya was 
right ... the only way to get that cum out of 
her was to find a way to suck it out .. instead 
of pushing anything inside.  But between two 
half naked teenagers under the school bleachers, 
there wasn't exactly a whole lot of different 
methods to choose from.  The only option ... 
shocked me.  Revolted me, in fact.  I'd have to 
... I'd have to use my mouth.

I instantly thought of the time the previous 
summer when I'd had to siphon gasoline from a 
car.  Gasoline tasted terrible even if only a 
little got in your mouth, but all you had to do 
was get the flow started.  And, in an emergency, 
tasting a bit of gasoline had been the only way. 
 Well, this was an emergency.  But ... wasn't 
gasoline.  It was cum.  Other men's cum.  
Several loads of other men's cum in my 
girlfriends stretched and well worn pussy.

But if that thought was going to cause 
resistance, the picture of the poor, sobbing, 
miserable girl in front of me was more than 
enough to convince me that ... in an emergency 
... I could do it.  I'd do anything for her.  I 
loved her.  I loved her and I'd do anything to 
make her feel better.  And, of course, keeping 
her from getting pregnant was fairly important 
to me as well.

So, I swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and 
leaned my face down to her soaked & slimy pussy. 
 I opened my mouth, pressed my lips hard against 
her flesh to make a seal, and took a tentative 
suck.

A stream of sticky, warm cum instantly flowed 
into my mouth.  The first glob to hit my tongue 
took my by surprise.  It wasn't so much the 
taste -- it really wasn't as revolting as my 
brain had made it out to be -- but just my own 
mental resistance made me jump back.  I pushed 
myself up, holding my body over hers, keeping 
the sperm in my mouth for a moment until the 
shock wore off.  I turned my head, intending to 
spit out the mouthful of semen I had when I 
heard her gasp.  I looked down at her and was 
frozen mometarily by the most incredible ... 
"look" on her face.  It was a look of absolute 
adoration.

"Oh ... oh God, honey!  I can't ... I can't 
believe ... you sucked that cum out of my 
pussy!"  Her body practically lept off the 
ground as her arms wrapped around me in a 
powerful hug.  It knocked the wind out of me and 
I had to exhale through my nose to avoid 
spitting the cum in my mouth all over her.  
"That's so ... so ROMANTIC!"

"Hrmph?!" I grunted in question.  Her tight hold 
on me pinned my head next to hers, so she 
couldn't see my cheeks bulging with the mouthful 
of jism I had.  Half my brain wanted to vomit, 
but I fought back the gag to avoid spewing the 
cum all over her shoulder.

"Oh, Bobby.  You must really love me.  You must 
really, really love me.  To put your face down 
in the gooey, disgusting semen left there by 
other men ... and suck it into your mouth ... I 
mean ... wow!  This means ... this means so much 
to me."  She broke the hug, pushed me back onto 
the ground, and started planting kisses all over 
my forehead, cheeks, neck ... she was absolutely 
enthralled.  I'd never seen her so happy ... or 
so .. loving.  The look in her eyes was 
incredible.

Then she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to 
mine ... hard.  Here was another of those slow 
motion moments.  She was kissing me while I had 
a mouthful of sperm.  I could feel her tongue 
pressing against my lips.  But she had no idea 
what lay past those lips.  She was so enraptured 
with my "act of love" that she failed to notice 
that I was still holding a glob of semen in my 
mouth.  I suppose you could say I had a decision 
to make.  But there really wasn't any choice.  I 
swallowed.  I swallowed it all it one big gulp.

And I kissed her.  I kissed this woman I loved.  
And she kissed me back.  It was the best kiss of 
our lives ... because of the absolute love 
behind it.  We shared the flavor of a strangers 
jism between us, but neither of us cared ... or 
even noticed, really.  She was right ... I had 
to love her to do what I'd done.  And proving my 
love to her this way had given her a reason to 
love me.  I'd remember this moment for the rest 
of my life.  Our kiss and our embrace lasted for 
what seemed like hours, even though it was just 
a few minutes.  Our two bodies rolled and I felt 
the weight of her tiny form pressing down on top 
of me.  The emotional power of our kiss and the 
feel of her bare thighs against my dick caused 
it to stiffen and quickly get hard.

She gently pulled away and looked me lovingly in 
the eye, "Oh honey.  I still can't believe it.  
You know how much cum grosses me out.  I can't 
even imagine how you mustered the guts to push 
your face into the slimy mixture of four 
stranger's semen."

While the bluntness of her words confused me a 
bit, I simply told her the first thing that came 
to mind, "Well, I was trying to start a siphon 
... like when you siphon gasoline from a car.  
Um ... I hope it worked."

Her eyes changed as she suddenly remember why 
I'd started sucking, "Oh no, honey.  I don't 
think it did.  I can still feel that cum 
squishing around inside me."  Her bottom lip 
began to quiver and I could tell she was about 
to start crying again.  Then her eyes widened, 
"Oh!!  Wait!  Don't you remember last week in 
physics class?!  A siphon only works if you move 
from a higher place to a lower place!  Hold 
still, honey!"

Without warning, she spun her tiny body around 
above me and clamped her thighs around my face, 
"There!  Now when you get it started it will 
flow downward.  Oh, honey!  This is going to 
work!  Thank you so much.  You know I can't even 
consider get pregnant right now."

Feeling her sticky crotch press against my face 
and smelling the musky scent of her filled pussy 
made me want to push her away.  I resisted, but 
was about to protest the position she had me in 
when she suddenly grabbed hold of my still-semi-
hard dick.

"Oh, look at this!  It looks like 'your little 
friend' is rather happy right now.  You seems 
awfully excited for someone who just slurped 
down a guy's cum, Bobby," she giggled in a 
joking tone.  Her bare pussy wiggled on my face 
as she laughed at her joke.

"But sweetheart, ..." my muffled voice protested.

"Oh, you know I'm just kidding, baby!  Actually, 
I think it takes a special kind of guy to eat 
another man's sperm and not have it turn him off 
completely.  Those neanderthal jocks who filled 
that pussy up would probably wither away 
completely if you simply mentioned the idea of 
drinking jism to them.  But you, honey ... 
you've obviously got a special kind of mindset.  
Oh, say ... if you don't start with a bit of 
suction, you'll never get the siphon started," 
she pointed out, wiggling her crotch further 
down against my face for emphasis.

And, actually, she was wrong about that.  I 
could see a flow of thick, slimy white goo 
beginning to drip down out of her pussy.  She'd 
positioned herself perfectly over my mouth.  
Again, I had a decision to make.  Of course, I 
wanted to get that cum out of her and prevent 
her from getting pregnant, but the idea of just 
lying here and eating it all still bothered me.  
She had her thighs clamped around my head, so 
there'd be no spitting it out.  But, as I 
thought about it, I guess the worst thing about 
drinking sperm was that it made me feel like I 
was some kind of faggot.  But here she was 
telling me what a special kind of man I was not 
to let it bother me.  So, the only person who'd 
know wouldn't think of me as a fag at all.  And 
I'd already determined that the taste wasn't 
really too bad.  So, I made up my mind.

I pressed my mouth to her pussy and sucked.  The 
cum instantly began to flow into my mouth.

"Ohhhh, that feels goooood," she moaned.  Her 
hand began to absent mindedly stroke my ever 
stiffening cock.

Once I'd decided to slurp the cum from her 
pussy, I made up my mind to go all out.  I was 
determined to get every drop of semen out of her 
and I might as well get it over with as quickly 
as possible.  As it steadily flowed into my 
mouth, I swallowed as fast as I could to make 
room for more, trying desperately not to gag.  
My tongue probed deeply inside her, scooping out 
all the jism I could reach.

"Ohhhh my Gaaawwwwwwwd!" moaned Tanya. "I ... I 
... think I'm ..... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Her thighs clenched tightly against my ears and 
her whole body shuddered.  For a moment, I 
thought I'd hurt her somehow; I'd never felt a 
woman orgasm before.  But the flood of juices 
into my mouth told me otherwise.  I'd licked her 
pussy many times, but I guessed I'd never made 
her cum before.  The flow was now a mixture of 
her orgasmic fluids and the leftover spend of 
other men.  But I was so overjoyed at having 
made her cum, I didn't even consider what I was 
greedily swallowing.  My cock was now rock hard; 
making her cum was the sexiest thing I'd ever 
done.

She felt it firm in her hand as her senses 
returned after her orgasm.  "Oh, sweetheart.  
Look how hard your little pecker is getting as 
you gobble down that spermy mess.  I knew you 
were special, honey.  I knew you weren't like 
all those others ... all those 'men'.  Oh god .. 
ohhhhhhhhhh"

Something wasn't quite right with what she said, 
but then another powerful orgasm shot thru her 
body and another flood of juices poured down my 
throat.  The taste was changing.  Most of the 
male cum had been washed out.  But now I was 
concentrating on making her cum.  My cock felt 
swollen, like it was about to burst.

"Eat that nasty cum, baby.  Lick it all out me.  
Get all that cock juice out of the woman you 
love.  Your cock is so hard.  I can tell you 
love this as much as I do.  That's it .. ohh ... 
oohhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I was only half listening to what she was 
saying.  Some part of me wanted to resist the 
implication that I 'loved' licking cum out of 
her, but I was again distracted by the bucking 
of her entire body as another massive orgasm 
swept over her.  This one was powerful enough to 
lift her body off of my head.  As the bodily 
contractions subsided, we lay next to each other 
on our sides, my face by her crotch and hers 
next to mine.

"Thank you, baby.  Thank you sooo, much.  I 
can't believe how good you made me feel," she 
moaned in a post-orgasmic haze.  "And I can't 
believe how hard your little dick got when you 
were gulping down all that cock-cream!  I 
thought it was going to squirt all by itself!!"

"Wait .. I was ..."

"But since it didn't, honey, how about I give 
you that blowjob now?  You've been soooo good to 
me!"

With that, she engulfed the head of my cock with 
her mouth.  If I was going to say anything, I 
forgot what.  She went right back to giving the 
same awesome blowjob she'd started long before.  
God, she was incredibly good.  I knew I was 
going to cum almost instantly.

"C-c-careful, Tanya ... you're going to make me 
cum in your m-mouth.  Are you sure you want ..."

She pulled her mouth off my cock with a wet pop, 
"It's ok, baby.  I want to try it.  You liked 
cum in your mouth so much that I want to see how 
much I like it, too."

Any reply that I had to that was quickly 
forgotten due to the orgasm building within my 
balls.  With the treatment she was giving me, I 
was lucky to have lasted the 2 minutes that I 
did.  Knowing how she felt about cum, I warned 
her with a moaned, "I-I'm coming, honey."  I 
felt her tense up a bit, but she kept her mouth 
clamped around my cock and kept stroking.  God 
... what a great girl ... to take my cum in her 
mouth even though she could barely stand to 
touch it.  I loved her so much.  When I came, it 
was the best orgasm of my life.  I'm not sure 
how much I came into her mouth, but it had to 
have been the biggest load I ever shot.

She pulled her mouth off my cock and I stared 
lazily up at the bleachers above.  "God, honey 
... that was incredible.  Thank you sooo much."

Her only reply was a muffled gurgle.

I propped myself up on my elbows.  "Honey?  Are 
you ok?"  She was looking downward, her hair 
hanging down over her face.  "Honey ... look at 
me."

She lifted her head up and I saw the sheer 
misery on her face.  I could tell her mouth was 
full of cum ... and she was trying to swallow it 
... but obivously she just couldn't do it.  I 
sat up out of concern, "Honey, honey, honey ... 
it's ok.  You don't have to--"  

I saw tears welling in her eyes.  I saw her 
throat muscles contract as she attempted not to 
gag ... and failed.  I knew she wasn't going to 
be able to swallow it ... and would likely vomit 
if she held it much longer.  I guessed that she 
wasn't spitting it out because she didn't want 
to even lay eyes on it ... something that I knew 
would gross her out even more.

So, I made another of those fateful decisions.  
I turned my body, pressed my lips to hers, and 
tilted my head back.  As I opened my mouth and 
began to receive the flow of my own cum, I saw 
that same look of absolute adoration on her face 
that I'd seen earlier.  I could see the feelings 
she had for me.  And I loved her.  God, I loved 
her.

Even as our lips remained locked together, I 
heard her make a long, loving whimpering sound.  
Her hands began to wander over my body in 
frantic, groping movements.  One quickly found 
my softening cock and began to squeeze, 
instantly making it start to twinge again.  
Feeling this attention, I probed her mouth with 
my tongue, eliciting further moans and whimpers 
as she realized I was doing my best to scoop all 
of the cum she so disliked out of her mouth.

Our bodies lowered to the ground once again, her 
lips still locked to mine as she lay atop me.  
As the last of my cum flowed out of her mouth 
into mine, her free hand moved to my chin and 
held my head steady.  She broke the kiss with an 
exaggerated "Mmmmwwah!" and looked down at me 
with that adoring sparkly-eyed look that I'd 
already come to absolutely need from her, even 
though I'd only just seen it for the first time 
a moment ago.

"I adore you, Bob Cocker," she whispered.  "No 
man's ever done anything this wonderful for me.  
I just know we're right for each other, Bobby."

She leaned back down and pressed her lips to 
mine once again, keeping me in an extended kiss. 
 She kept her lips closed, barely allowing my 
tongue to slip past.  The hand she had used to 
hold my chin still when she kissed me began to 
move up and down my neck, gently squeezing my 
throat.  After licking the semen of four strange 
men from her pussy, having my own cum in my 
mouth didn't seem like such a big deal, but I 
wasn't exactly looking forward to swallowing yet 
another mouthful.  But the caressing action of 
her hand on my throat was causing an involuntary 
reaction in the muscles making it hard not to 
swallow.

She tried to talk with our lips pressed 
together.  "Swallow it for me, Bobby," I thought 
I heard her say, but her voice was just a 
whisper.

"Mmm?" I grunted in question.

She broke the kiss momentarily.  "Uh ... I said 
'I just want you to be with me, Bobby'," she 
said, then went back to our liplock.  Of course 
I'd heard her wrong.  It was silly to think that 
she actually wanted me to swallow cum.  It was 
just my own reluctance that made me 
misunderstand.

Of course, that reluctance was once again 
proving to be a moot point.  The action of her 
hand on my neck was going to eventually make me 
swallow and the kiss we were locked in prevented 
me from doing anything else.  I finally 
surrendered and allowed the slimy mixture of 
sperm and saliva to slide down my throat.

My adam's apple rose and and fell underneath her 
hand as I swallowed.  I felt Tanya's body tense 
and she emitted a squeal of delight.  Her 
fingers ended their dance on my throat muscles 
and she broke away from our kiss with a gasp, 
"Oh my God ... I just came again!"

"You did?" I asked, "How? I ..."

"Oh ... um ... honey, I was just thinking about 
all the wonderful things you've just done for me 
and how much I adore you!"

"And that made you cum?"

"Of course, silly!  That's the difference 
between girls and guys: A girl can  get sexual 
pleasure just from emotions.  A guy, on the 
other hand, seems to always need physical 
stimulation .... like a hand stroking his cock 
..." she said with a wicked smile and started 
stroking my cock again.  Even though I was 
nowhere near recovered yet, the feel of her tiny 
fingers wrapped around me felt fantastic.

" ... or even a mouth around his cock ..." she 
whispered wickedly, giving my cock a quick 
mouthing.  My eyes closed involuntarily and my 
head tilted back as I began to drift.  Having 
cum so recently, my prick twinged, but did not 
get very hard.  I had to admit, the feel of her 
mouth on my semi-soft dick felt different ... 
I'd never felt the sensation before.

" ... or for someone like you, I guess the feel 
and taste of semen in your mouth seems to do it. 
 You sure were hard as a rock before, but now 
that you don't have cum in your mouth, you don't 
seem very .... interested."

It took a second or two for that last item to 
register .. she was stroking and sucking my 
cock, after all, but as soon as it did, I lifted 
my head and opened my mouth to explain, "Wait.  
But honey, it wasn't the--"

"Oh no!" she interrupted, "We've got to get out 
of here!"

"What's the matter," I asked, once again 
forgetting what I was going to say.

"The marching band is coming onto the field for 
practice!"

We quickly pulled our clothes on and snuck out 
from under the bleachers.  As we went off to my 
car, my mind was reeling with what had happened 
that afternoon.  What had been said and what had 
gone unsaid.  Little did I know how my life 
would be forever changed.  Especially after we 
talked to Tanya's mom later that afternoon.

To be continued ...


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The above is a work of fiction, intended solely for
entertainment.  Any similarity to actual persons,
living or dead, is done purely to make them look like
the total perverts that they are.
Remember, the exchange of bodily fluids between sexual
partners -- including the eager and rabid swilling of
a stranger's sperm -- is against the recommendation of
the surgeon general's office.  They think it's pretty
damn freaky, too.                                  AKA