Emily's First Bath

Smith led Emily through a series of corridors, each one less official-looking than the last. The sterile white walls gave way to warmer tones, and Emily could hear the faint echo of splashing and… other sounds ahead. Sounds that, before the video, might have alarmed her. Now they made her pulse quicken with anticipation.

Right through there, Firecracker, Smith said, gesturing to a heavy door with a small porthole window. Changing room's on the left. Towels are provided, though they might be a bit… used. You know how it is.

Emily nodded eagerly. Thank you, sir. I really appreciate you taking the time.

Smith waved her off dismissively, though his eyes lingered on her body. Don't mention it. Oh, and Firecracker — Mei's in there right now. She's one of our regulars. Don't disturb her routine.

Of course not, sir, Emily replied obediently, already pushing through the door.

The changing room was warm and humid, the air thick with a scent that Emily now recognized immediately — the unmistakable musk of semen. It hung in the air like perfume, and Emily inhaled deeply, her body responding with a pleasant warmth between her thighs. Before the video, this smell on Lena had confused and worried her. Now she understood it for what it was: the natural fragrance of a woman who was fulfilling her purpose.

She stripped quickly, folding her clothes neatly on a bench. Emily caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror — her pale, freckled skin, her modest but perky breasts, her red hair falling past her shoulders, the neat strip of ginger hair above her pussy. She turned slightly, admiring the curve of her hips and ass. This body wasn't hers anymore, she realized with a serene happiness. It belonged to any man who wanted to use it. She was just the vessel. The thought made her clit throb with need.

She pushed open the door to the bath area and was immediately greeted by a sight that made everything click into perfect, beautiful clarity.

The room was large and tiled in white, with a massive rectangular tub in the center filled to near-overflowing with thick, white, viscous fluid. Cum. Gallons and gallons of cum. The surface was slightly lumpy in places where fresh loads hadn't fully mixed in, and the smell was overwhelming in the most delicious way. Around the edges of the tub, protruding from the walls at various heights and angles, were what Lena had called "faucets." They were cocks. Clearly, obviously, unmistakably — hard, throbbing cocks of various sizes and colors, sticking through glory holes in the tiled walls. Some were thick and veiny, others long and slender, some dark, some pale, some circumcised, some not. There had to be at least twenty of them around the perimeter, and several more positioned above the tub at angles that allowed them to shoot down into the bath.

And there, in the middle of it all, was Mei.

The Chinese climatologist was submerged up to her shoulders in the cum bath, her round, beautiful face flushed with contentment. Her glasses were slightly fogged, and streaks of white clung to her dark hair where she'd clearly dunked her head at some point. She looked absolutely blissful — completely unaware that she was soaking in the combined ejaculate of dozens, possibly hundreds of men.

Emily watched, transfixed, as Mei shifted in the tub and moved toward one of the wall-mounted cocks — faucets, Emily reminded herself, that's what Mei thought they were. Mei reached up with both hands and wrapped them around a particularly thick shaft that jutted from the wall just above the tub's edge.

Mmm, this faucet always takes so long to get going, Mei murmured to herself, her soft hands gliding up and down the shaft with practiced ease. Her grip was gentle but thorough, her thumb occasionally swiping over the head in a motion that was clearly instinctual rather than trained. The cock twitched in her grasp, a bead of pre-cum forming at the tip.

Mei noticed Emily and brightened. Oh! Hi there! You must be new — I haven't seen you here before!

Emily smiled, stepping closer to the tub. The warm cum lapped at the edges invitingly. Yeah, first time. I'm Emily, Lena's girlfriend.

Lena! Oh, she's so sweet! Mei gushed, still idly stroking the cock in her hand as casually as someone might fidget with a pen. She told me about you! Welcome! The bath is amazing, you'll love it. The water here is so special — it's great for your skin!

Emily lowered herself into the tub, and the sensation was unlike anything she'd ever experienced. The cum was warm — body temperature, just as Lena had described — and impossibly thick around her body. It clung to her skin, slid between her thighs, enveloped her breasts in its sticky embrace. She could feel it everywhere — coating her pussy lips, seeping between her ass cheeks, surrounding her nipples. She let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.

See? Isn't it wonderful? Mei said happily, completely misinterpreting Emily's reaction. It's so warm and soothing!

It really is, Emily breathed, settling deeper into the cum until it lapped at her collarbone. She opened her legs beneath the surface, letting the viscous fluid flow against her pussy, and she could swear she felt it trying to push inside her. The thought made her want the real thing desperately.

But first, she watched Mei. The scientist had released the cock she'd been stroking — it was still hard, bobbing with unsatisfied need — and had turned her attention to a lower-mounted one across the tub. This one was positioned at roughly chest height when Mei knelt in the bath, and Emily watched with fascinated arousal as Mei pressed her legendary tits together around the shaft.

This technique works much faster for getting the water flowing, Mei explained matter-of-factly, as if sharing a life hack. She squeezed her massive, soft breasts around the cock, which disappeared almost entirely between them. Only the swollen purple head peeked out from her cleavage. Mei began to move — sliding her tits up and down the shaft in a steady rhythm, the cum from the bath providing ample lubrication between her smooth skin and the throbbing meat.

The cock's owner — whoever was on the other side of the wall — clearly appreciated Mei's efforts. The shaft pulsed and twitched between her breasts, pre-cum drooling steadily from the tip and mixing with the white fluid already coating her chest. Mei hummed contentedly, looking down at the head of the cock appearing and disappearing between her tits like she was watching a mildly interesting TV program.

You have to use firm pressure, Mei instructed Emily, pushing her breasts together harder. The flesh bulged around the cock, soft and yielding but creating an incredibly tight channel. Otherwise the faucet takes forever!

Emily nodded, barely hearing the words. She was mesmerized by the sight — Mei's huge, natural tits wrapped around a thick cock, cum-slicked and bouncing with each stroke. The way her pink nipples grazed along the shaft. The way the cock throbbed harder and harder between the pillowy mounds of flesh.

Then it happened. The cock erupted, shooting a thick rope of cum straight up from Mei's cleavage, splattering across her chin and glasses. More followed — pulse after pulse of hot, white cum coating the valley between her breasts, pooling in her cleavage, running down her stomach and back into the bath.

There we go! Mei said with satisfaction, wiping the cum from her glasses with her fingers and then casually licking them clean — she thought it was just water splashing, after all. Fresh water is always the best. It's so warm right from the faucet!

Emily's pussy clenched with need. Watching Mei unknowingly pleasure a cock to completion with those incredible tits was almost too much. But Mei wasn't done. She released the spent cock and moved further along the tub, wading through the thick cum until she found another "faucet" — this one positioned lower, near the surface of the bath, angled slightly upward.

Oh, this one's at a weird angle, Mei noted, studying it for a moment. Then, with an innocent shrug, she turned around and backed up to it. Emily watched, mouth agape, as Mei positioned the cock between her enormous, round ass cheeks. The shaft slid perfectly into the crease of her ass — the globes of soft flesh swallowing it on either side like they were made for this purpose. I find this works well for the low ones, Mei explained over her shoulder, completely casual. You just kind of... rub back and forth.

And she did. Mei began rocking her hips, sliding her fat ass cheeks up and down the shaft, hotdogging the cock with the same cheerful efficiency she applied to everything. Her ass jiggled with each movement — those thick, pale cheeks rippling and bouncing as they squeezed around the lucky cock between them. The man on the other side of the wall must have been losing his mind, because Emily could hear muffled groaning from behind the tiles.

Hear that? The pipes make such funny noises sometimes, Mei giggled, grinding her ass back harder. The cock was completely buried between her cheeks, only the base visible where it met the wall. Pre-cum leaked from the tip, sliding down the crack of Mei's ass and dripping into the cum bath below.

Mei increased her pace, her wide hips swaying rhythmically, her ass flesh rippling with each backstroke. She braced her hands on the edge of the tub and really worked it — grinding, sliding, squeezing those incredible ass cheeks together around the shaft. The slapping of flesh against tile echoed through the room.

Then the cock pulsed, and Emily could see the moment it came — thick ropes of cum shooting up along the crack of Mei's ass, some reaching her lower back, others flowing downward between her cheeks. Mei felt the warmth and smiled.

Oh good, more fresh water for the bath! She reached back and casually scooped some of the cum from her ass, flicking it into the tub. It's so thick and warm right from the source!

Emily couldn't take it anymore. Her hand had already found its way between her legs beneath the surface, fingers sliding through the cum to rub her swollen clit. But she didn't just want to touch herself — she wanted to fulfill her purpose. The video had made everything so clear. She was a woman. Women existed to drain men's balls. It was as simple and beautiful as breathing.

She rose from the tub enough to turn and face one of the many hard cocks still waiting along the wall. This one was thick and dark, at least eight inches, throbbing with need. Without hesitation, Emily grasped it with both hands and wrapped her lips around the head. The taste of pre-cum flooded her mouth — salty, musky, male — and she moaned around the shaft as she took it deeper.

Unlike Mei, Emily knew exactly what she was doing. She wasn't operating a faucet. She was sucking a cock. A stranger's cock. And it felt like the most natural, right thing in the world. She bobbed her head with enthusiasm, her tongue swirling around the head before she plunged down, taking it to the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, spit drooling down her chin and onto her chest, but she didn't pull back. She pushed forward, feeling the cock slide into her throat, her nose pressing against the cold tile of the wall.

Wow, you're really good at that! Mei observed with genuine admiration from across the tub, where she was now using both hands on two different cocks simultaneously. I always have trouble getting the water flowing from those big faucets!

Emily couldn't respond — her mouth was full — but she felt a swell of pride. She was good at this. This was what she was made for. She pulled back with a gasp, stroking the spit-slick cock rapidly, before diving back down. She could feel it throbbing, pulsing — close. She pulled back just enough that when it came, the first shot hit the back of her tongue and she tasted it fully — thick, bitter, salty, male. She swallowed the first spurt and then aimed the rest at her face and chest, letting rope after rope of hot cum paint her freckled skin.

Good one! Mei cheered from behind her, oblivious.

Emily licked her lips and moved to the next cock. And the next. She worked her way around the perimeter of the tub like a woman possessed — sucking, stroking, licking. Each cock was different, each load unique in taste and consistency, and she savored every one. Some came quickly, spurting within seconds of her lips touching them. Others needed more work — deepthroating, ball-sucking, spit-soaked handjobs with both hands twisting in opposite directions.

But it wasn't enough. Her pussy was aching, empty, **** to be filled. And then she felt it — a hand on her hip from behind. She turned to see that one of the glory holes at the back of the tub was positioned lower, at hip height, and a cock was pressing against her ass, seeking entrance. No — not just a cock through a hole. A door in the wall had opened, and a man had stepped into the bath area. He was muscular, naked, his thick cock standing at full attention.

He looked past Emily at Mei, then back at Emily, and whispered low enough that only she could hear: Can't touch the agents. Boss's rules. But you — you're fair game, right?

Emily turned fully and spread her legs in the waist-deep cum, reaching down to spread her pussy lips with two fingers, presenting herself. Absolutely. I'm not an agent. I'm just a cumdump. Use me however you want.

The man grinned and grabbed her hips, pulling her toward him. His cock found her entrance immediately — her pussy was so wet from arousal and coated in the cum-bath that he slid in without resistance. Emily gasped as he filled her — thick and hard and stretching her open in the most satisfying way. He bottomed out inside her, his balls pressed against her ass beneath the surface of the cum bath.

Fuck, you're tight for a cumdump, he grunted, pulling back and slamming in hard enough to create waves in the thick fluid around them.

I'm new, Emily gasped, gripping the edge of the tub as he began to thrust in earnest. But I'll get — ahh — properly stretched out soon enough.

He fucked her hard and fast, his grip bruising on her hips, his cock driving deep into her cunt with each stroke. Emily's tits bounced with the ****, cum from the bath splashing up onto her chest and face. She opened her mouth and caught some of it on her tongue, swallowing happily even as she was being railed from behind.

Mei glanced over, a cock in each hand, and tilted her head curiously. Oh! Is that one of the hydrotherapy jets? I've heard about those but never tried them! Is it good?

Emily could barely form words through the pleasure — each thrust was hitting deep, his thick cock stretching her walls and grinding against her g-spot. It's — oh god — it's amazing, Mei. You should — fuck — you should try it sometime.

Maybe next time! Mei said brightly, turning back to her faucets. She had one cock pressed between her tits again and was jerking another with her free hand, cum dripping from both onto her stomach and thighs. A third cock above her head erupted unprompted, spraying down onto her hair and back. Oh! Surprise water! she giggled, shaking her head like a dog, sending droplets of cum flying.

Emily came for the first time when the man behind her reached around and pinched her clit — a blinding, full-body orgasm that made her pussy clench around his cock like a vice. He groaned and slammed deep, holding himself there as he pumped her full of cum. She could feel it — hot and thick inside her, mixing with her own arousal, some of it leaking out around his shaft and into the bath below.

He pulled out and she felt the gush — his cum dripping from her used hole into the tub, contributing to the communal pool. She loved the thought. Every woman who bathed here after her would be soaking in cum that had been inside her pussy. It was beautiful.

But one wasn't enough. Another man had entered — shorter, but with a long, curved cock that made Emily's eyes widen with hunger. He didn't even ask — just positioned himself behind her and pushed inside her freshly-fucked, cum-dripping cunt.

Yes, Emily moaned, pushing back against him. Use me. Fill me up.

While he fucked her, Emily leaned forward and took another wall-cock into her mouth, timing her bobs with the thrusts behind her so each push forward drove the cock deeper into her throat. She was being used from both ends now — her purpose being fulfilled completely. Tears streamed down her face from the deepthroating and mixed with the cum already coating her cheeks.

The man behind her lasted longer than the first — long enough for the cock in her mouth to cum down her throat, forcing her to swallow rapidly or ****. She managed both — swallowing his load while gagging beautifully, spit and cum dripping from her chin. Then she moved to the next cock, and the next, her mouth never empty for long even as her pussy continued to be pounded.

When the second man finally came inside her — pulling her hips back hard and flooding her womb — Emily had already sucked three more cocks to completion. Her face was glazed with cum, her hair matted with it, her stomach full of it. And she'd never felt more content.

A third man entered. Then a fourth. Word seemed to be spreading that there was a non-agent in the bath — a willing, eager, free-use fuckhole. Emily took them all. On her back in the shallow end of the tub, cum bath washing over her as a man pounded her missionary, her legs wrapped around his waist. Bent over the edge of the tub while another took her from behind, her hands still working two wall-cocks simultaneously. Riding one man while Mei obliviously titfucked a cock just a few feet away, humming a happy tune.

Wow, you really like the hydrotherapy jets! Mei commented at one point, watching Emily bounce on a thick cock with abandon, her small tits jumping, her head thrown back in ecstasy. I can see why! Your skin looks so glowy!

Emily laughed breathlessly — she was literally covered head to toe in cum, her skin glistening white under the bathroom lights. Her pussy was red and swollen, leaking a river of cum from the multiple loads deposited inside her. Her thighs were trembling. Her jaw ached from sucking so many cocks. And she wanted more.

Thank you, Mei, Emily managed between moans as the cock inside her hit a particularly deep spot. The water here — fuck — really is something special!

Mei nodded enthusiastically, then dove under the surface of the cum bath to "wash her hair," coming up with her entire head coated in white, thick ropes dripping from her hair down her face. She licked her lips and sighed contentedly. Mmm, it even tastes good! I don't know what minerals they put in it but I could drink it all day!

By the time Emily lost count of how many men had fucked her — seven? eight? ten? — her pussy was gaping and sore in the most beautiful way, cum literally overflowing from her and streaming down her inner thighs. Her womb felt full and heavy. She'd swallowed so many loads her stomach was slightly distended. She lay back in the cum bath, completely spent, completely used, completely happy.

She understood now why Lena loved it here. And she understood that there was nothing wrong — nothing to investigate, nothing to worry about. This was natural. This was right. Women served men. The bath was just one beautiful expression of that truth.

Emily smiled dreamily, running her hands through the thick cum bath, feeling it coat her body like a warm blanket. Tomorrow, she'd come back. And the day after that. And she'd make sure Lena knew how proud she was of her — how proud she was that her girlfriend was serving her purpose so well, even if Lena didn't quite understand what she was doing.

Maybe eventually, Emily would explain it to Lena. Or maybe she wouldn't. Maybe it was better — more exciting — that her girlfriend didn't know. That Tracer, the hero of Overwatch, obliviously sucked cock and bathed in cum every single day, thinking it was just a nice bath. Either way, Emily would be there, fully aware, fully willing, taking every cock that came her way and thanking each man for the privilege.

She belonged here now. They both did.