All the way

Inside the house, Linda could not believe what was going on. This morning she was a respectable suburban lady, and now she was in a frat house asking to be coated in semen.

"So, is this for real?" asked a young man. "This isn't some sort of 'woke' or 'metoo' trick or something is it?"

"Please, I just crave...." Linda could not believe she admitted that, but she really needed it. "I just need bukkake!"

"Well, OK then," said another boy.

Linda was still burning in shame as she saw more boys enter the room.

"How do you want to do this?" asked another boy.

Linda sank to her knees. "Surround me and bathe me in semen!" she blurted out before she knew what she was saying. "Um...i'll use my mouth, my hands...um, you can use my hair...whatever. Please, just do it!"

"Well, OK then."

Soon boys were lowering their jeans. Before she knew it, there was cock in her mouth, one in each hand, and two boys were jacking themselves off with her hair. She was completely surrounded by young men with their cocks out. She moaned and as she eagerly sucked and pumped away.

Before long, the firs jets of cum hit her, causing her to orgasm. She received a shot on the right side of her head then felt a load blasted onto her scalp on the back of her head.

Linda went into a trance-like state. She orgasmed any time she felt cum hit her. Boys switched out, and she lost track of how many cocks she had sucked or jacked off. After her hair had a lot of semen in it, boys stopped jacking themselves off with his and just used her hands. Linda was breathing heavily and semen was dripping into her eyes and down her nose. She could smell it, and she inhaled deeply. Her panties were soaking with her multiple orgasms.

Finally, all the boys were finished. Cum was dripping off of Linda's face, and she had to wipe it from her eyes to see. She got up, wobbling a bit. She ran her hands through her hair, getting the cum more entangled in it. "Um, thank you very much," she muttered before hurrying out. The boys applauded and whooped and cat-called her as she ran out.

On the way home, Linda could not believe how much she had enjoyed her first ever bukkake experience. She was no longer ashamed. She would check herself in the mirror at stop lights and admire the coat of semen drying on her face. Every square inch of her face had cum, and her hair was becoming a tangled mass as the cum dried.

Back home, an exhausted Linda went upstairs and collapsed on her bed. She closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Linda woke up. As she lifted her head, her hair was stuck to her pillow, and she pulled it away. "Oh my god!" she said. She reached up to her face and felt the dried coat of semen. "OH MY GOD!" she said. She got off of the bed and looked into the vanity mirror. To her horror, her face as coated in dried semen, and her hair was stiffly sticking up in all directions. Her panties were wet and sticky and gross. There were cum stains on her yellow dress. "What did I DO!" she yelled at herself. She felt sick and ran to the bathroom. She quickly washed the cum off of her face in the sink then stripped and showered. She shampooed three times to make sure all of the cum was out. While she was showering, she kept repeating "oh my god," over and over as she remembered everything about the previous night. She burned with shame and tried to find a rational excuse for her behavior.

When Linda finished, she dried and put a bathrobe on. She went downstairs and stuffed her cum-stained dress and wet, sticky panties and stuffed them into the kitchen trash, shoving them into the bottom of the trash and putting other trash on top of it.

The kitchen door opened, and Linda's maid Rosalie came in. "Good morning, Miss Linda," she said.

Linda stood up and turned, shielding the trash can with her body.

"Everything OK?"

"Oh, yes, just fine."

"I see you haven't made coffee," said Rosalie, putting a bag down behind the door. Would you like some?"

"Yes, that would be nice," said Linda, checking to see if the dress or panties were showing. Satisfied they were not, she shut the door to the trash.

"Oh, I found this envelope with your name on it," said Rosalie, taking an envelope from her bag. It was a gold envelope with black letters.

Linda gasped.