WARNING: This material is explicit and is for adults only.

DEEP THROAT REUNION
by Anonymous (the names have been changed to protect my chat room friend who shared this story)

"My tits are uneven!" Nikki fussed. The dress, a short black slinky number, didn't fit correctly. Her three-inch platform heels made her teeter. Her hair, long dirty-blond locks, was a mess. NOTHING looked right.

Nikki dreaded this moment. Tenth High School Reunion. "Big deal," she thought. "I didn't fit in when I was in school, why should this be any different now?"

At the age of 28, Nikki was a typical small town girl: After graduation she moved away, but only to the next town. Her job as a comptroller made sure she had limited contact with people. She was shy and retiring, unmarried without any strings. Still beautiful, but not in your Model-infected world. The sad thing was, she had always dreamed...

She wanted passion. She wanted intrigue. As she drove her '82 Green Vega to the reunion, she thought all about those lonely nights in the past ten years: she would want Bond films and dream of traveling. She would watch National Geographic and want to become an adventurer. On occasion, she would rent three or four hardcore pornos- "I could do those things," she would wish, "with the right guy."

She had dated somewhat, but mostly losers. A salesman from some food company. The town mechanic. Still, it was basically the same thing: cheap dinner and a groping session in a car with some guy with a small cock. Sad life.

By the time Nikki arrived at the school, she was pretty depressed. The old gym smelled the same, with the exception of some pitiful streamers tossed about. The place was already crowded. Once again, ten years later, Nikki found herself as an outcast. She stood by the punch bowl and continually filled her little glass. A few nods of recognition from some folks in math class or Spanish class- but that was it. "Ten minutes," she determines, "and I leave."

Before she could finish the thought, Ron came up to her. "Hey Nik! Long time no see!" Why is he talking to me, she thought. He was a pretty popular guy on the track team. In ten years, he had retained his muscular build and his jet black hair. "What's going on with you?"

For an hour, Nikki and Ron talked. He was now a banker, but his demeanor certainly didn't seem like a banker. He was laughing, joking- full of life. On occasion, a guy would come up and pat him on the back three times- They would laugh and smile and point out different girls. Four or five guys did exactly the same thing. Finally, Nikki couldn't take it anymore. "Why do those guys do the same thing," she asked. "What's that all about?"

Like a conspirator, Ron leaned in. "It's a little club," he whispered. "Sort of like a secret handshake." Nikki was, to say the least, intrigued. Obsessed was more like it, but Ron wouldn't talk about it there- He said they had to go somewhere else. He suggested his apartment, and she practically ran there with him. Once they had left the reunion and got to his place, Ron started talking.

"Each of the guys in the club have made some real money, but we were all pretty bored. So we came up with this idea. Every two months, we take the women inductees in the Crew and travel around the country. One month, Gatlinburg; the next, San Francisco. It costs a little, but it's intense."

Nikki was once again melancholy- "It must cost everyone a fortune," she sighed.

"Oh, it never costs the women a cent. We pay for it all. But they have to be members." "How do they become members?" Nikki asked. Ron got a sly smile on his face and growled, "Why? Are you interested?" Nikki practically dropped her drink saying yes. "Well," Ron hesitated, "it involves sex- lots of it. You have to be... a gifted woman." Nikki's eyes lit up. She would be willing to try anything- for a life.

"Fine," Ron said, "then the initiation is this Friday. Are you willing?" Nikki looked into his piercing black eyes. "Yes," she muttered softly, and felt a wetness in her panties. "What must I do?" Ron was direct in his instructions:

Arrive back here at 8pm. Wear something sexy, with some high heels. Make sure your fingernails and toenails are painted bright red or black. You will be MY Fuck Slave. Everything I say- do or be punished. Crew rules are clear.

The shock of this sudden gruffness of Ron's made Nikki weak. Both excited and scared- she spent the next week in dreamland, waiting for Friday to arrive. On Friday night, Nikki's anticipation and imagination had gotten the best of her. By the time she arrived at his apartment door, she was weak, light-headed, and ready... for a life.

Ron opened the door, roughly grabbed her right wrist and pulled her into his apartment. "Last chance," he said, "still want to go through with it?" "Yes," she coarsely whispered.

With that, Ron forced her to turn around. She had done exactly what he told her to wear- Her toenails were a bright blue. As he walked around behind her, he whispered, "I told you red or black toenails! Now you must be spanked! Do you want a spanking?!" Softly, Nikki said "Yes..." His right hand came down swiftly from behind on her ass. The sting was sharp and immediate. "Yes- MASTER!" he yelled. "Yes Master," she whimpered.

He forced her to stand while he undressed her, leaving her heels on. He once again faced her, and said- "Now- undress me." Slowly she took off his shirt Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his tie and dress shoes in the corner. As she unbuckled his belt, he pulled it from the loops- "Maybe we will need this." he threatened.

She knelt to pull his pants off, and stopped--stunned. She was face to face with a pair of white Calvin Klein underwear, straining with the largest cock Nikki had ever seen. It snaked to the right, almost to his hip joint, with a huge sack below it. "Pull it out!" he said as he pulled her hair.

His cock sprung out with a life of its own. It drooped well beyond his testicles, as long as a baby's arm. The folds of his cock skin darkened the complexion of his cock, indicating it wasn't done growing. It was easily ten inches long- and the head of his cock was even wider than the shaft. It took her breath away.

"Is it the biggest cock you've ever seen?" he growled. "Yes, "she gulped, not taking her eyes from this human snake. "Yes- MASTER" he yelled. "When will you learn?" He grabbed the base of his cock with his right hand and said, "Keep your hands down!" With that, he whipped his cock right across her left cheek. Nikki thought, I am being whipped with his cock! The whipping was slow, stinging more and more the harder he got.

He sat in his chair, with that monstrous tool facing her. He told her, "You will now take this down your throat- and you will SWALLOW when I cum" Nikki had accidentally swallowed once, but she had never taken a dick down her throat.

It was already difficult enough. She could barely stuff the head of his cock in her mouth, much less the shaft. He was not going to be patient. He grabbed the back of her head, jamming his cock into her mouth. Nikki couldn't breath. "Suck it, BITCH!" She grasped his dick with both her hands, one at the base and the other near the head- She guided the cock into her straining mouth. Soon, she had developed a rhythm. His cock was hurting her jaw, but not as much as the whipping from his belt down her back. He was going to continue to whip her as she slurped his huge tool, which was now pulsating. She knew enough to concentrate on the head of his cock, running her tongue around the head to moisten it, and she pumped it with her hands, increasing her grip. Then slowly, she forced the softer head of his cock down the back of her throat- instantly she felt it stiffen, and his hips bucked. She couldn't really breath, but she didn't dare stop in fear of punishment. In about ten minutes, she felt his whole body shudder- he was getting close. He kept cursing her and forcing her to deep throat him as he involuntarily bucked back and forth-

He screamed and forced her head all the way to his pubic ridge- she had deep throated all of it! Then she felt his cock expand and a gushed of cum slung down her throat- she was gagging on all the salty cum, and straining to breath. She screamed, though it was muted with her mouth full. He then forced her to continue sucking until his dick had shrunk to its normal snake size.

This was just the beginning. All night- he raped her virgin ass- never before entered. He impaled her pussy on that massive sword. He forced her to take a cum bath. In general, he made her his fuck slave. By morning, Nikki couldn't count the number of orgasms she had had- her pussy was numb- her jaw and mouth was sore- her ass was bleeding-

She felt alive. Two months later- she was on a plane with Ron and his buddies and four other women- Ft. Lauderdale, Florida for a weekend jaunt. She made sure to call Ron "Master", or his Crew nickname- Shorty.

Unbelievable as it sounds, he had the smallest cock in the group. Nikki would never go back to small cocks again...