This story was written by a very sweet slut named Maria. It's true and will be continued very soon. Maria has discovered that she exists to be used by men (and women) for their total pleasure. That gives her pleasure. Maria is in her early 30s and hopes to achieve the honor of being the filthiest piece of fuckmeat on the planet.

Bodily fluids are not abhorrent to most Oriental men. Saliva, urine and semen are natural occurrences. There is nothing gross about putting their cock into a cunt filled with another's semen. To have another man's semen on their body is not something repulsive. It is sexual and natural.

I learned this over my weeks of training to be a partner in fulfilling even the darkest desires of men. My body is electrified by the very thought of subjugating myself to men, to be humiliated and dishonored in their very presence while at the same time fulfilling their carnal lusts. For this I can receive no greater satisfaction.

The events I'm about to share with you are true, though some of you may doubt it. It happened in my 14th week of training in the oriental art of bukkake.

I reported as always, however I was surprised at the outfit I was told to wear. It was a plain cotton button down blouse, black straight skirt to mid knee, a white bra, white panties and panty hose. Sensible black flats adorned my feet.

The preparation room was empty when I arrived. Almost always the Dr or his wife were there. After about ten minutes I started to feel uneasy, wondering whether I should look for someone or bide my time.

As I examined my choices, a short man, even by Oriental standards, burst in and shouted staccato instructions. While I couldn't understand the words, I knew the meaning. I was to follow him. He grabbed my right arm and brutishly twisted it behind my back and, with his other hand, twisted my hair around his hand and pushed me through the open door into the room occupied by about 30 people.

There he forced me to the floor, sitting up, but with my legs akimbo. Immediately the first erect cock approached. Even though I knew what to do, he released my hair, grabbing my lower jaw and held it open. Before I could even react, the cock was deep in my throat. I struggled to breathe as he forced his member down my throat. His hands grabbed my hair pulling me deeper onto him. I coughed, snarled, gasped and sucked trying to clear my throat as he suddenly and forcefully exploded sending ribbons of hot cum into my wind pipe.

I coughed, gasped and wheezed, hindered by my captors' fingers now holding my jaw open. I tried to swallow but copious amounts of sperm ran down my chin and onto my blouse and skirt.

While I struggled to clear my lungs, two men were positioned at each side of me vigorously stroking their cocks. The man on my left came first, spewing his seed into the palm of his hand which he then took and forced around my lips and into my mouth, forcing me to eat his spent seed. He then cleaned his hand in my hair. My blouse was being unbuttoned.

The second man came over his fingers. I remember feeling his short fingers probing my mouth, spreading his cum around it. His fingers pulled my cheeks out and ran around the inside of them, over my gums and front teeth, spreading his sperm all around. I swallowed. My blouse was pulled down over my shoulders but left on to pin my arms behind me. My bra was pulled down revealing my swollen nipples and breasts.

The man holding me hostage leaned close and told me to keep my eyes open. Another man deposited his load onto my left cheek and across my nose. My holder scooped up the other man's sperm and forced it into my mouth, forcing me to suck his fingers clean. As I was doing this, another man came all over my face.

Now, with both hands, my keeper rubbed the sperm all over my face and skin while at the same time other men unloaded their precious fluid over my face. Their deposits were massaged over every part of my face, then down my neck not missing a single part. As more men added to my gleaming face, a handful was scooped up and smeared into my mouth. I sucked what I could from his palm as it was forced in my mouth. More was scooped up and fed to me as my face dripped from additional coats.

I felt hands on my breasts and soon felt a warm white watery solution coat them, spread by more strange hands over my skin. My skirt was pushed up and my pantyhose ripped open to the delight of the crowd.

My white nylon panties were torn aside and wet cum covered fingers exposed my slit to their slippery probes. As soon as the men came on me, their juice was spread and rubbed into my skin. Helpless, numerous strange cum soaked fingers were thrust into my mouth, each man taking time to fuck my mouth with them. Fingers invaded the back of my throat, behind my teeth, under my tongue, into my molars and gums and, with each poke, more sensual sperm was sucked down. Simultaneously my tits and pussy were being rubbed by other men.

I cried out in a shuttering orgasm as spasms of fresh sperm pelted my clit and was immediately and harshly rubbed into the sensitive nerve center. As I calmed down, the last few men shook their deposits over me and my holder gathered the great globs and fed them to me, ordering me to suck his fingers clean one at a time.

Still panting, I surveyed my body. From my shoulders to my waist, my body glistened with the slimy silvery sensual semen. Each nipple stood out with little icicles of sperm hanging off them. My bra was wet from sperm. Great drops were soaking into the fabric of my skirt while my cunt also shone slick and wet from sexual juices. My lips and clit were red and swollen from the abusive intrusions. My pantyhose were torn, runnered and thoroughly ruined.

I touched my hair and felt the sticky streaks left there as men cleaned their members with it. I felt my face....gummy, tacky and completely coated. My fingers trembled and I touched my salty lips. My jaw was sore. The inside of my mouth was scratched, my gums irritated from the fingers of my trespassers. As I returned to my senses, I realized I was now alone. The room was completely deserted. I struggled, managing to free my arms and get my blouse back on and pulled my bra over my slippery tits. I tore off the pantyhose and my panties and masturbated a bit until I locked my legs together in a small orgasm.

Finally I gathered sufficient strength to leave, only to find the door to the interior was locked. The only door to get out was the front door. I knew I looked disgraceful. I WAS disgraceful and I began to sob lightly using my panties to insufficiently clean my face and neck. I trembled, walking solemnly to the subway, ashamed at what had been done to me, ashamed at what I looked like and even more ashamed that I knew I enjoyed it and would be back again next week.

As I neared the station, out of the corner of my eye I again saw the great black hulking mass. My mind shot back to weeks before when this creature seemed to be on every train I took. Finally, I had the courage this evening to approach him. He shied away but I was resolute in learning his story. Finally I cornered him in the back of the train.

"I work for the Dr," came his low deep grumble of a reply. "He pays me to watch out for you."

My eyes widened in abject surprise. "Why didn't he tell me?"

"He didn't want you to know. He says, 'It's better that way.' You won't tell him will you? He pays me well."

My mind began to clear and grasp his words. He is my not so far-off protector. He is there, close at hand, to make sure I was unharmed yet far enough to experience being alone, vulnerable and exposed.

"No, I won't tell him…and, thank you."

But tonight I needed him close. I ran to him and embraced him sobbing. "Emile, stay close to me tonight. Please? I need you by me."

"I will, Maria. Don't be frightened."

WOW. I myself was subjected to something similar to this in my younger years., It is, and was surprizing and frightening all at the same time. What happened to me was in a more controlled setting, a private home, where I was Forced into being a female to a bunch of teenaged boys. After I was "spermed"" several times, in my boyish ass,and my redlipsticked mouth, I had to try and walk home in the late night, and one's senses are very raw and can pickup sounds and figures more acutely, yes I too, felt guilty, but I, also knew I would be back there to that house several more times till I was 18 years old and moved away to another State. Thank You for sharing your experiences, I have travelled extensively in the Orient, but never been invited to a Bukkake., But would love to do one. Thank You again