Sandy and Jo's chocolate coated cum : Part 2

‘Hmm hmm,” she said. What a wonderful little language all my girls have come up with! I thought to myself. Simple… yet amazingly effective!
Jo, of course, was the first to try her soup, but not before hearing what was in it.
I told her.
“Where’d you get all that semen?” she asked happily, tilting her head cutely.
“You don’t want to know,” I told her, sincerely.
“Ohhhhh,” she said, her mind exploring all the possibilities. Let’s just say that you CAN buy various types of cum, in volume, if you know where to get it. But Jo decided not to pursue it. Instead, she dipped her spoon and lifted up a slimy spoonful that didn’t drip, it strung off the side of the spoon… that’s how slimy it was. There was one thin slice of mushroom on her spoon, too. Then she slowly lifted the spoon up to her mouth, with the other girls, even Crystal (but not Madison) watching. Then she opened her mouth, put the spoon inside, closed her mouth, withdrew the spoon… smiled… and said…
“Hmmmmmmmmmm.”

She liked it. The other girls quickly followed suit, even Sandy, who was apprehensive but also quite curious. They all liked it. Crystal watched them with extreme interest, her mouth still filled with her own piss-dripping blue nylon panties. Madison kept bobbing her head in and out of my lap under the table.
“How are you doing, Madison?” Heather called out once.
“Hmm hmmm,” a cheery, muffled voice came from under the table.
I, meanwhile, ducked back under Crystal’s cheerleader skirt to resume my meal.

The girls all finished their soup, gaily chatting away and sipping their piss wine as they went. The main course followed: chicken breasts with a nice cum-filling (this cum had come from Rufus and his gang, who’d been contributing to the cause over the past week, since not so much was required as with the soup); white rise turned yellow, from having been cooked in my very own piss; and broccoli covered with a nice, rich cum sauce. The girls still were famished and dug right in.

My main course again involved Crystal, but I put off starting it until after I’d removed her panties from her mouth, soaked them in piss again, and stuffed them back in. She was smiling broadly and watching me happily while she waited for her panties. I then sat back down

In the meantime, Madison had been up to the kitchen and had returned holding my main course, which consisted of a plate of cooked hot dogs and raw carrots. Madison then crawled back under the table and resumed on me, while I returned to Crystal. I started with a hot dog, picking it up, and slowly sliding it all the way into Crystal’s juicy cunt… and it really WAS juicy, from all the licking I’d been giving it. The hot dog, when I slid it out, was covered in her slime. I took a bite. It was scrumptious.

Now, I used to play with my food when I was a kid, but I hadn’t much since. But I was playing with my food now, sliding hotdogs and carrots back and forth inside Crystal while she squirmed and moaned. I literally was fucking her with food... and then eating it. I had lots, so I happily offered it to JoAnne, Nadene, Heather, Sandy and even Madison. I looked down at Madison, working away, help up a hot dog and asked her if she’d like a bite. The dog was coated in thick chiz, but Madison cheerily popped off me to take a bite… which she chewed calmly and swallowed, only to return to her main meal. The other girls enjoyed it too. Of course, I planned to save one for Crystal, which she got to enjoy after I was done feeding on her.
As much fun as the first few courses of this meal were, the highlight was to be the dessert… not so much because of its shock value or quantity, but because, frankly, it took a lot of phone calls and running around for me to pull it off. Dessert was, for each girl, a beautiful, red with white lace trim, huge, heart-shaped box that was filled with dozens and dozens and dozens of chocolates… but not just any chocolates.

“How did you do this?” Nadene asked, as she took a bite of her first one and looked inside.
“I had to call around,” I said.
Crystal was off the table by now, wearing a replacement pair of white satin panties Jo happened to have in her purse (Jo always carries several spare pairs, especially when she’s going to be working… which is virtually every day). She and Madison were on their knees by the big mirror, each blowing two of the four waiters who’d served us. I was giving my dick a break and just sitting there watching my four girls enjoying their cum-filled chocolates.
“Is this all your cum?” Jo asked me.
“Most of it,” I answered. “Jackie helped round up some of it too.”
Nadene shook her head. Good old Jackie.

The meal ended up with the four girls on their knees again, each blowing a different waiter than they’d started with at the start of the evening, while Crystal blew me and Madison blew the Maitre-d. Talk about giving your waiters a tip!

Madison’s uncle was thrilled about our evening plans for Madison, and hopeful that his niece would enjoy herself and ‘seriously consider’ a bit of prostitution on the side.
“It’s a good way for a young girl to start,” he told her, earnestly.
Madison went off to the bathroom with the other girls to fix up her make-up. When she returned and we all were ready to go, she was a bit self-conscious about being dressed the way she was… still in her white blouse, black pants and shoes.

“Will the guys even know I’m a prostitute?” she asked, worriedly. I told her I’d already called Rufus and he assured me he’d have not 8, not 10, but 15 big black guys waiting for her… and Madison was both very relieved and very thankful.

Sure enough, within an hour, Madison was on her knees amid a circle of big, bad black dudes having the time of her life, Sandy was kneeling elsewhere in the same room with a circle of her own (Rufus LOVED Sandy’s new look and wanted to hire her for the entire night), and Jo, Heather and Nadene were working the streets.

Because it was midweek, things on the street quieted down by about four, and I drove my three little street hookers home. But Sandy and Madison were kept busy until mid morning. They both had a wonderful time, their mouths kept busy popping from one cock to the next. Madison was so new at this, she was quite a bit slower than Sandy, but Rufus told her there was no pressure.
“Just relax and have fun,” he told her with his big toothy smile, as Madison stared up at him with some huge biker’s cock stretching her mouth to the absolute limit. I’d returned to see how she was doing and was very proud of her.

“You already are a little prostitute!” I told her, fondly.
“Hmm hmm,” she thanked me.
Later, I joined her circle of friends so she could thank me with another blowjob, and she was delighted.
She fell asleep almost immediately when I got her into the car at around ten that morning. I drove her and Sandy to our house and let Madison sleep with me. She slept all afternoon. When she woke up, at around seven, she told me she’d been dreaming that all of this had been a dream.

“I’m glad it wasn’t,” she said. The other girls were all out taking calls. Madison showered, fixed her hair, put on some of Nadene’s make-up and tried on one of Jo’s tightest jeans, just to see how she’d look, dressed like a hooker. She stood, admiring herself in the mirror, twirling around to see herself from all angles, including her gorgeous little ass in those skin-tight jeans… and I told her, truthfully, that she looked WONDERFUL!

“Do you have anyone else I could practice on?” she asked me, hopefully.
“Well…” I drawled. “Why don’t you start with me and I’ll make a few calls?”
Excitedly, she dropped to her knees and was undoing my zipper as I made my first call.
After a few minutes, I held the phone down to her.
“My friend wants to know what you sound like,” I told her.
So she happily said ‘Hello’ to him.
“Hmm hmmm,” she said, so cheerily, my cock still firmly entrenched in her mouth.
Yes. Pretty Madison was learning fast!!!
After I’d switched my phone off, I looked down at her to see her staring up at me, with her big blue eyes.
“Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm?” she asked, her eyes so full of hope.
“I have a hockey team for you at ten,” I told her.
She literally squealed with excitement.
“But first,” I continued… “How would you like to have some fun with some horses?”