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Better Than Sex?
The last shot of my hot cum had barely finished
hosing the insides of her trembling cunt. I was
still frozen in an arched position, fully
impaled in her, still half out of my mind from
the explosion.
"Baby, hand me my cigarettes, hmmm?"
What did she say? Her what?
"Oh, that's okay... I can reach them." She
grabbed an unfiltered Camel and her Bic lighter,
put flame to the tobacco, and took a deep, deep
drag.
"God, that's better than sex!" she exclaimed,
letting a little smoke out and sucking it back
in again.
Well, what would YOU have done of you'd been me?
Probably the same as I did, get pissed... and
limp in a hurry.
"Damn it, Jayde, what did you say?"
"That a smoke after sex is almost as good as
sex."
"That's not what you said. You said it was
BETTER than sex," I said angrily as my cock left
the pussy it now felt was colder than a witch's.
"Well, I didn't mean that, silly. Of course the
sex was great. I must have cum three times, you
know that, Gary," she said with a mischievous
smile.
"Un un, you had one of those Freudian slips.
You'd rather smoke than fuck, wouldn't you?"
"They're two different things, don't go getting
all upset," she said between puffs. "You know I
love making love to you, don't you?"
"I don't know... now that I think about it,
you're always reaching for a smoke after we're
done. Jayde, it's not only insulting to me, you
know it's bad for your health. Why don't you
even try to quit?"
"Oh, you know I've smoked for years, and those
warnings don't scare me a bit. Besides,
Mister-Gary-know-it-all-who's-read-Freud, I'm a
very oral person. You should know that about me
by now," she said wickedly, and inserted her
forefinger into her mouth as though it was a
hard dick.
She'd almost succeeded in distracting me, but
not quite. I really loved the gorgeous lady, but
if we were going to stay together I had to do
something to help her quit. Besides, kissing
her, especially at the end of the day, was like
licking an ashtray.
We were lying side-by-side in my bed at the
fraternity house, at the start of a long weekend
together. Ours is a pretty loose frat, which is
saying something. Most of the guys living there
had women in and out all the time. The place was
like a floating orgy, and Jayde and I had both
participated in many a group scene with the
brothers and the women they brought in. We have
an open relationship, though we know where our
hearts are, even if our bodies get easily
distracted by others.
Suddenly, I had an idea. It was something she'd
just said herself, that she was a very "oral
person". Well, an oral fixation could be
modified, I thought.
"Jayde, I don't think you really want to keep
smoking, no matter what you say. I have an idea
that will be great, for both of us. Want to hear
it?"
She exhaled a roomful of smoke. "Okay."
"Every time you're with me and feel a craving
for something in your mouth, just leave the pack
of cigarettes in your purse and instead suck my
cock."
"What?!"
"I mean it. We'll wean you from nicotine and
both have a great time."
"You really think that would work? I mean, I
love sucking your dick, especially if you're
eating my box at the same time... but we're not
together 24 hours a day, you know."
"But it's Friday night and you're staying over
the whole weekend, right? They say the first 48
hours are the toughest and if you can get past
that, you've almost got it whipped."
She stubbed out the butt, looked at me a little
skeptically, but then said, "Okay. I'm willing
to try. But can I have just one more right now?
Sort of say goodbye?" she half-whimpered.
"Nope. We start now." I could feel my dick
swelling at the thought of being part of her
"cure". Jayde sighed, resigning herself to her
treatment. A small smile crept over her face and
she grabbed my hardening cock, holding it
between her first two fingers, then leaned down
and gave it a lick on the red head.
"Hand me the lighter, Baby," she murmured. "Just
kidding!" And with that, she swallowed me whole.
She nestled in my crotch and teased the shaft
with her hot tongue, fondling my nuts.
Jayde slipped my cock from her mouth, long
enough to say, "Remember your part of the
bargain? Come on down and eat my box, Baby."
I was more than happy to do just that. We
shifted until I was on my back with her
glistening snatch hovering over my mouth, the
lips seeming to quiver, her clit almost
vibrating. I pulled her down by the hips and let
her quim smother me. She'd taken me back inside
her mouth, deep, and was sucking and slurping my
meat.
The wetness from her pussy was increasing and I
had to back up a little to keep from drowning. I
lip-bit her clit and she screamed around my cock
- an exquisite vibration that threatened to put
me over the top, too soon. Jayde sensed that I
was close and munched even harder on my shaft.
She reached under my ass, probing for my rim and
inserted a finger up to the second knuckle and
wiggled it.
That did it. I felt a fiery stream of cum move
up my hard cock and jet into her expert mouth,
which set her to screaming again as she gushed
her musky fluids onto my lips and chin.
Our breathing slowly returned to normal, and we
lay side-by-side, head to foot.
"Baby?"
"Hmmmm?"
"God, that was great!"
"Mmmm, yes. You're such a great cock-sucker."
"And you eat pussy like a starving man. Baby?"
"Hmmmm?"
"I... I could really use a cigarette... I'm
sorry, really I am, but... please?"
"No! God, Jayde, you've only gone fifteen
minutes without one. C'mon, use some
will-power!"
"Oh, Babe, I'm too weak, I can't do this.
Please? Just one?"
No, I thought. I can't let her down. She'll just
have to take the next dose of the cure... but
I'd cum twice already and like mostmen, I'm not
as virile as I'd like to think. But for Jayde,
I'd try.
"No cigarettes! You're just going to have to
blow me again."
Jayde tried to hide her disappointment and
craving. With a little pout, she bent and took
my flaccid cock in her mouth and tried to bring
it to life. As she worked it with her mouth and
tongue, I crazily starting thinking about the
Three Little Pigs: "I'll huff and I'll puff..."
but despite her best efforts, I couldn't get
hard enough so soon again.
With a strange look of triumph in her eyes,
Jayde stretched my cock and said, "Well, if you
can't keep the medicine 'cumming', it means I
can stop treatments," and she triumphantly
reached for her Camels.
As I batted her hand away from the pack, an idea
came to me. "Jayde, I can see we have to modify
things a bit. You're still not going to smoke,
and you're still going to get a cock in your
mouth every time you crave one. But it won't
necessarily be mine."
Jayde looked puzzled, and then alarmed as I
yelled, "Steve! Steve, you there?" Steve had the
room next to mine in the frat house and I was
pretty sure he was in.
"Yeah? What you want?" he yelled back.
"Come here for a minute. Got something I want
you to help me with."
Steve wandered in, just in his Fruit of the
Looms. "Oh, uh - hi, Jayde. Sorry about my
attire."
"No problem, Steve," I answered for her. "Look -
Jayde has a problem..."
"We BOTH have a problem, you mean," Jayde spit
out.
I explained the situation to Steve and how we
were trying to effect a cure. I down-played my
part of the problem a little, I'll admit, and
(God love her) Jayde didn't blow the whistle...
in fact, I could see she was getting anxious to
blow Steve and, truthfully, I couldn't blame
her. I know for a fact she'd fucked him a time
or twelve and he packed a handsome, fat eight
inches of dick.
Steve's face lit up. He agreed to lend a hand,
or a prick, whatever. I started to ask if they
wanted me to leave, but Jayde had the situation
already in hand, or in mouth, as it were. She'd
pulled him on to the bed and splayed her greasy
pussy over his mouth while she drew his cock
into her throat. I've always been amazed to
watch her in action, especially knowing she's
mine. But more than that: She's simply the best
cocksucker that ever was - or at least I can't
imagine anyone better. She loved her work, loved
the taste of cum, loved pleasuring a lover - as
long as the lover gave back in kind.
It could have been minutes, or hours, I couldn't
be sure. I was so engrossed watching her pussy
of a mouth work over Steve's dick that time just
flew. Then the telltale signs started. He
hunched his hips up, impaling her fully. She
mashed her cunt on his face, and they both let
fly with incredible orgasms. I felt like
applauding.
As they recovered, I felt myself recovering,
too. Without even waiting to refuse her request
of a cigarette, I walked over and kissed her
deeply, letting Steve's cum ooze back and forth
between our mouths. Then I stood and slid my
now-hard cock into her still gooey mouth. I
won't document what happened next, just to say
that she was brilliant. Again. With my eyes
shut, I felt like I'd never cum again, I was so
drained.
I re-opened my eyes and, the little bitch! I saw
her hand snaking towards the nightstand where
her Camels were calling her.
"Jayde, damn it!"
She'd been caught, but like a guilty child, she
scrambled and came up with a weak lie. "Oh,
baby, I was just reaching for Steve's cock
again, you know? I really want a cigarette,
but... Steve? Do me again?"
The weirdness of the situation must have
appealed to him because I saw his hardon had
returned, and he was easing towards her for
another go. Soon she was contentedly sucking
away.
I suddenly realized that I really need to piss.
Not excusing myself, I went the few steps down
the hall to the bathroom four of we brothers
shared. As I Iet the golden stream fly, I
noticed my cock felt like a stranger to me, like
a used length of hose left out in the sun and
rain for a few seasons. I wondered if it would
ever water a cooze garden again.
Just then I heard a man's voice shouting, "Gary!
Bill! Frankie! ANYBODY!" I knew it was Steve and
I ran back to my room.
Jayde was desperately reaching for the Camels
and Steve was trying to grab her arms, or legs,
or anything to stop her.
"Sorry, man," said Steve, "but I closed my eyes
for a minute while Jayde was drinking me, and
then... she just jumped for the pack."
Both Bill and Frankie had come running into the
room by now and looked totally confused (and not
a little turned on) by the scene. Jayde herself
was looking sheepish (and not a little turned
on, too).
I sighed and filled the new-cummers in on the
situation. Before long, Jayde was doing a double
with them, blowing first one, then the other,
then both at the same time, like she later told
me she'd seen Seka do in a porn flick and had
always wanted to try.
Within 20 minutes she'd pumped jizz from both of
them twice, and tried to get both Steve and me
to go again. Alas, we four noble cocksmen were
dazed and drained, our meat loafing.
"Gary?"
"W-what?"
"You know."
I knew. Brother, did I know. And brothers, more
of them, was what was needed now. I sighed and
started making the rounds of the frat house
floors.
To make a humidly long story short, Jayde didn't
have a single cigarette the rest of the night,
and fell asleep with a cum-spattered ecstatic
smile on her slimy lips. She looked beautiful. I
wondered if there was a Guinness record for what
she'd done. Later, to the best of our ability,
we thought she'd administered at least 53
medicinal blow jobs to at least 28 brothers.
When we woke up Saturday, late, the air in the
room was refreshingly clear of tobacco smoke,
for the first time since I'd known her. True,
her breath smelled like old, used condoms, but
it was far better than the stench of Camels.
Jayde rolled over and gave me a hug and a
tongue-probing kiss. It wasn't like kissing an
ashtray any more - actually, it was more like
kissing a sperm-soaked cock - but I didn't care.
We were well on the way to beating the nicotine
demon.
"Thank you, oh thank you, Gary! That was the
best night I can ever remember. Thank you for
being you. Most guys I know would be crazy with
jealousy, watching their lover give serial head
to his friends. But not you. And I love you for
it!"
I'd never loved her more than at that moment,
and never felt less jealous in my life. I told
her just that.
"Now, I'm not saying that I think I have the
habit beat, Baby. I'm doing pretty well, but,
uhhh ,,,"
"You don't mean you... want to suck your way
through the house again, do you?"
"No, no not that, Gary! But I just remembered
something I learned in Psych 204 last semester
that I think could help me break my addiction
for good. And it doesn't involve more blowjobs.
See, my professor was lecturing about behavior
modification. He said that sometimes there's no
cure for an addiction or a fixation, but that
you have to replace it with something else,
something less harmful than the first one.
Understand?"
"I'm not sure."
"Well, use me, for example. We both know that
I'm hooked on tobacco and it's made worse by an
oral need I have. I'm sure you noticed," she
said slyly.
"Sure did," I laughed.
"So here's what I was thinking. I had a great
time and everything with the guys..."
"So did they, Jayde. Believe it."
"...but I wonder if fighting oral with oral is
the smartest thing."
"What do you mean?" I asked, though I could see
where this was going.
"I think I'd be cured of smoking and oral
fixations by replacing them completely with an
anal fixation."
"Oh, Christ!"
"Gary, baby - do you think you could talk to the
guys for me about this? Please, Lover? You still
want to help me, don't you, hmmmm?" She nuzzled
my neck, grabbed my hand and brought it to her
wettening pussy. Then, when my fingers were
soaking, moved my hand to her anus. "Please? To
help me?"
Like I've said, for Jayde - anything. As I
started through the door to begin my
solicitations, I hear her call me.
"Oh, and Gary? Do you suppose any of the
brothers have a tube of K-Y they could spare?
Hurry back... I want my 'doctor' to be first."
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