Kissing Booth

Author's Notes:

Like many of my stories, this one includes a lot of background information and backstory, so it may seem slow in spots.

Cum and creampie eating are major themes. If that's not your thing, thanks for taking a peek. I hope you find something else that lights your fire.

There is also quite a bit of masturbation and lesbian sex.

This could fit in Group Sex, Fetish or Mature, but I chose Erotic Coupling because it's really about Ian and the women he loves.

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Ian and Tina exchanged quizzical glances when the door opened unexpectedly. They'd had their briefing and they weren't scheduled to open for another half hour, so they were in the middle of getting dressed. This was their time to get themselves and the room ready.

Leah, the chairperson of the fundraiser, slipped in followed by a woman they couldn't help but recognize. They'd seen her in a dozen movies as well as on late night talk shows and in television ads for three different fashion lines. She'd hosted SNL just last month. Her fans called her Jen.

They both started to ask questions and Leah cut them off saying, "Lucy is her cousin. She's in the area shooting a movie and she decided to look her up. When Lucy told her about the fundraiser, she thought it sounded like fun. It would obviously cause a stir if people found out she was here, so we arranged for her to come in early. Lucy told her to ask for you specifically."

The fundraiser was called "The Kissing Booth," but it wasn't your grandmother's kissing booth. The concept was simple: recruit guys to kiss women's pussies in exchange for a donation to the sorority. They'd held the first one twenty-five years ago out of desperation. The sorority house had needed massively expensive renovations that they couldn't afford it.

The original proposal was for sorority sisters to give blowjobs, but they decided it could be dangerous for the girls, they were likely to get busted for prostitution, and the optics were bad if it were discovered. College guys going down on girls seemed more benign.

Ian was one of the kissers and Tina was the attendant assigned to help him. Her job was to help the women undress and dress, to offer them warm washcloths and towels if they needed them when they were done, and to clean up Ian between customers.

Ian and Tina said, "Okay," and Leah left.

Tina wasn't surprised to hear someone had recommended Ian. He knew women liked what he could do to them, but as a guy he couldn't appreciate how rare it is to find a guy who's a really good pussy licker.

To be a kisser, a guy had to be recommended by a sorority member. Any member could propose a candidate who they thought had exceptional cunnilingus skills. Other students, alumni and women from the area who knew about the Kissing Booth could make suggestions, but to be considered as a candidate a guy had to deliver the Big-O orally for at least one sorority member.

A twelve-member committee screened the candidates to narrow them down to a manageable a list of nominees. Half of the members were current sorority members and four were alumni. The remaining two were "at-large members," usually donors or mothers of sorority members.

When someone submitted a candidate, they filled out a questionnaire that covered their pussy licking credentials, their relationship with the sorority, and some general questions about their character. The candidate had to sign the form in front of a witness, acknowledging they knew they were being recommended, and they had to provide three photos: two full length photos, one clothed and one nude, and a head shot.

If a candidate hadn't dated a sorority member or hadn't hooked up with at least two members and eaten them to orgasms, the committee would assign two volunteers from the sorority to have their pussies licked and report back.

The final list of nominees was usually two dozen guys. That's where it got interesting. Each guy was put in one of the kissing booth rooms with one committee member acting as an attendant and four other committee members visiting him as customers. Each committee member would visit several candidate, but to keep it fair the rules said they couldn't have their pussies licked more than once every four hours. Because of that, it usually took a couple of days to get through "the trials" as they referred to them.

"Guys" wasn't really accurate either. The kissers had been exclusively male up until about four years ago. Then someone suggested that with the number of lesbian, bisexual and bi-curious women on campus, it might be worth having women as kissers. They'd tried it, and now there were six guys and two women on each team. They even found that some women would come through twice, once for a guy and once for a woman. And it turned out drunk, horny women like to experiment, so demand for the women spiked during the late shift.

Interestingly, they never had a single committee member object to being a trial customer for one of the women.

The first time Ian went through the trials, the attendant was an alumnus in her thirties, and the committee members were four middle-aged women. All four of them were flushed and sweaty when he was finished and had to be helped to their feet. When he was done, the attendant said, "I wish the rules didn't say I can't give you a try." Not surprisingly, she and all four of the committee members showed up as paying customers on the night of the fundraiser and asked specifically for him.

Ian had let Tina pick what he should wear, and she'd chosen a sheer white Speedo-style brief, so it only took him a moment to finish adjusting it. Tina confirmed that his cock was perfectly displayed, angling to his left. She also admired the way the pouch lifted his low-hanging balls and made them look huge.

Tina was wearing a sheer black bandeau top with a matching thong and black knee-high socks. She had one sock on and was holding the other. Since she had a customer to take care of, she hung the second sock on the clothes rack and said, "Did they explain the rules to you, Jen?"

Jen said, "Call me Jennie. I got the nickname Jen the first time I appeared on a talk show. I was seventeen and relatively unknown and they never bothered to ask what I liked to be called. The host pulled Jen out of the air, and it stuck. I've always hated it because the most overbearing girl at my high school went by Jen."

"But you asked about the rules. Yes. I've got to be naked. I've got to pass a sniff test, not stinky and not too perfumed. I've got to tell you if I'm having my period or if a guy has cum inside me in the last two hours. I've got to tell you if I'm a squirter."

"No touching the kisser's cock, but anything else is fair game. No smothering the kisser. No pissing or scat. No touching the attendant."

"The kisser is free to use his hands and mouth to pleasure me any way he sees fit unless I specifically say no. The kisser may choose to stimulate any part of my body. This may include anal stimulation with the tongue or fingers. I can request to be spanked, slapped or bitten, but the kisser will not intentionally do anything that will leave bruises or other marks. I can request the use of toys including, but not limited to, dildos, nipple clamps, G-spot vibrators and butt plugs."

"The kisser will pleasure me for up to ten minutes. If I haven't reached an orgasm in ten minutes, he will continue up to a total of twenty minutes. If I don't cum after twenty minutes, I get a refund. If I cum before ten minutes and I'm too sensitive to continue, my session will be finished."

Tina said, "Perfect! Now let's get you ready," as she reached to help her out of her clothes.

"I can get myself ready. Why don't you finish getting dressed. That outfit looks hot on you, and I want to see it with both socks on."

Tina blushed. She was self-conscious about her body. She'd been classified as a big girl all her life, standing five foot seven and weighing one hundred sixty-five pounds, so she always wore shapeless, baggy clothes.

Her roommate, Lori, saw that she really had a stocky, athletic build with a killer ass and legs, a flat, toned stomach and plump C-cup tits. Less noticeable were her muscular arms and shoulders. She played forward on the women's hockey team, so she was in outstandingly good shape. With encouragement from Lori she'd gradually replaced her wardrobe with more flattering clothes, but she still sometime felt dumpy.

Lori had talked her into being an attendant to help her get over that. She knew even straight women check out other women and she was certain Tina would get positive responses. Hearing someone as gorgeous as Jennie say she looked hot was a huge confidence booster.

She'd originally planned to wear a corset and stockings. She and Ian had dated, and they were still friends with benefits. He knew what she looked like naked and he thought she was hot. He'd seen her at a party wearing the bandeau under a jacket, showing off her cleavage and flat stomach. The corset hid all that, so he'd suggested the change. When she modelled it for him she'd worn a pair of lacy French cut black panties, but he convinced her a sheer thong would look hotter. Lori saw that outfit and suggested the thigh-high socks. Now she was glad she'd taken their advice.

When Jennie was undressed she asked her how she wanted to do it. The room was equipped with a full-sized bed in the middle, a gynecologist's exam table with stirrups just inside the door, and a big leather easy chair under the windows on the far side of the room.

The room they were in was on the lower floor of what had been the stables when the house was built in the post-Civil War years. The family who built it made their fortune in all things related to transportation by horse. When automobiles replaced horses, they didn't adapt, and by the 1920's they were facing bankruptcy. They sold the house to the newly established college who used it as a boarding house for the faculty.

When the faculty outgrew the main house, they converted the stables to living space, building newlywed apartments on the upper floor and subdividing the lower floor into private dorm rooms. At the time the rooms were furnished with a bed, a chair, and a desk, and they had a sink and built-in wardrobe that were still there today. The junior faculty who lived in those rooms shared common toilet and bath facilities at one end of the hall and a sitting room at the opposite end.

Jennie took a moment to consider the choices, then moved to the chair and sat down with her legs draped over the arms.

Ian asked her, "Any special requests?"

She said, "I've never had anyone rim me or play with my butt, but when they mentioned that in the rules it sounded hot. I also like having my nipples pulled hard."

That reminded Ian that she wasn't that much older than him and she'd been a high school sophomore when she made her first movie. He'd heard that young star's social lives are often tightly managed which would explain why she hadn't experienced something that was common among people his age nowadays.

Looking at Tina she said, "I also think it would be hot to watch you masturbate if that wouldn't be weird for you."

Tina had a girl-crush on Jennie, so she'd been looking forward to watching Ian eat her pussy. Her O-face on screen was sexy as hell, and she was hoping the real thing was even better. Being invited to masturbate while it was happening was the cherry on top.

Ian suggested Tina get on the exam table and put her feet up to which Jennie responded, "Oh Perfect!"

Ian helped Tina up on the table. As she slid her panties off Jennie said, "Leave them hanging off one foot." Then she hopped out of the chair and retrieved her phone. She asked Tina, "Can I take a picture of you?"

Tina blushed and said, "Sure." She felt slutty knowing Jennie and Ian could see her pussy and asshole, but that just cranked up her arousal. As Jennie aimed the phone at her she realized how hard her nipples were and how wet her slit was. She knew her pussy was probably starting to gape. Jennie took several pictures, including some where Tina was playing with her pussy and nipples. Then she handed her the phone and said, "You can take some pictures of me, and maybe some video."

She got back into the chair and Ian knelt in front of it. That was the first time she realized how big he was. Standing just five foot four, part of her brand was being a spunky little woman. Ian was on the rowing team, and at six foot two with his broad, muscular shoulders he loomed over her as she sat slumped in the chair.

He leaned down and easily reached her neck, nibbling and licking the crease of her jaw as he ran a finger through her already damp pussy and through her wide-open ass. After painting her pucker with the ample wetness he collected from her pussy, he pressed two fingers to her lips and said, "Get them good and wet."

Her eyes grew wide as she opened her mouth and let him push his fingers in. At first her mouth was dry, but she worked up some saliva and coated his finger. When she felt his spit-soaked digits probing her tight hole she shuddered, and when he slowly pushed them through her ring she gritted her teeth and let out a feral sound.

Ian whispered in her ear, "Relax," and then he bit down on a nipple, worrying it with his teeth. That shifted her focus and he quickly had his fingers deep in her ass.

Feeling him gently moving his fingers in and out a fraction of an inch caused her whole lower body to quiver in a precursor to an orgasm.

Ian slowly withdrew his fingers, then he grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her cheeks apart. She could feel her asshole gaping, and then his tongue was probing her hole. Another shiver ran through her body and then his mouth left her. She looked down just in time to see him spit in her hole, and then his tongue was back.

Tina was recording her with one hand while she had two fingers of the other going back and forth between her pussy and her own ass. She could see Jennie's whole body was flushed, her nipples looked painfully hard, and she was panting and moaning. She didn't realize that her own body was mirroring the beautiful actress.

Jennie found herself pressing Ian's face into her crease, not believing how much she wanted his mouth on her ass. Each time he spit into her hole, it sent another thrill through her body.

Then he rose up and pressed his cloth-covered shaft into her crack. He leaned over her again and whispered, "I think we'd both enjoy it if my cock were in your ass." That thought triggered her first small orgasm, and then his mouth was on her clit.

Ian knew she was on a hair trigger, and he had an idea about what might get her to a higher peak. He gave her his two fingers to suck on again. Even though she knew they'd been deep in her ass, she willing sucked and licked them, sending another shiver through her body. When Ian speared them into her hole and began fucking her, she was imagining it was his cock and she came again.

Then his mouth was on her clit, and he was cruelly twisting a nipple with his other hand. He heard the same throaty moan that sent thrills through movie audiences, but with a note of authenticity that couldn't be faked for the camera. Tina heard that and then she was moaning out her own orgasm.

Jennie locked eyes with her and then the two women were writhing in ecstasy, riding wave after wave of euphoric pleasure.

Then Ian let go of her nipple and wormed his finger into her pussy. As soon as he tickled her G-spot her whole body went stiff and she was mewling incoherently. Just when she was thinking of tapping out, he slowly withdrew his fingers and began lazily licking all around her lips and her hood.

He slowly brought her down from her peak until she was completely relaxed. Looking up, he saw both women were blissfully limp. Ian first went over and kissed Tina's cheek saying, "Time to get back to work sleepyhead." He helped her down from the table and she went to get a warm washcloth while Ian helped Jennie sit up.

Normally Tina would bring the woman a washcloth to clean themselves. When Jennie spread her arms and legs and said, "Please," Tina was happy to oblige. She carefully wiped her from her tits to her ass. Before she got dressed, Jennie posed for a photo with each of them and for a selfie of the three of them together.

As she was leaving, she exchanged contact information with Tina. She gave her a little kiss on the mouth and said, "I've never been interested in girls, but I'd rethink that if you're interested. Otherwise we can just be friends. I have a good feeling about you."

Ian got a much deeper kiss and the comment, "I see why Lucy insisted I ask for you."

Tina peeked out the door and saw that the hallway was empty. Jennie slipped out and turned towards the bathrooms, leaving by the emergency exit at the rear of the building.

Once she was outside, Ian washed his face while Tina sent a text to Leah. A minute later their first official customer came down the hallway.

She turned out to be an entitled princess who'd already had too much plastic surgery by age twenty. She was rude and demanding, telling Ian, "This had better be worth it."

Ian pulled out all the stops. Within two minutes she had her first orgasm. Within four minutes she begged Ian to stop. He knew what she was feeling was borderline torture and he kept sending shocks through her pussy for another fifteen seconds before he stepped back and said, "I hope that was everything you wanted."

She didn't know whether to complain or thank him, so she just dressed and left.

The next customer turned out to be two girls, a virgin who'd never had an orgasm before and her older sister. Leah stuck her head in the room before they arrived. She told them these were friends of hers who'd grown up in a remote area where they'd been home schooled. Because of that they had almost no experience with boys when they came to college.

The younger sister went first. Ian brought her up slowly, making sure her first orgasm was warm and gentle. He gradually built the intensity until she had a body shaking, toe curling orgasm just as her time expired. She stayed and watched her sister who'd made up for lost time in her first two years at college. She said, "I want ten minutes of what you gave her at the end.

He knew most women couldn't take ten minutes of that, so he brought her to a peak and then backed off, gradually working her higher and higher until she squirted all over Ian with her the last orgasm, startling her sister. When she caught her breath she said she'd never done that before.

As it got to be later, the customers shifted from students to older women. Ian recognized faculty members, and he knew the women he didn't recognize were mostly members of the local community and mothers of sorority members. He was always surprised at how many married women were willing to pay for a young guy to eat their pussy. One woman said she was thrilled that they could get her in quickly so she could make it back to pick up her daughter from dance class.

Not many guys will eat pussy for hours without getting off themselves. Ian had heard that for the first couple of years they gave the guys blowjob breaks, but they found a lot of them were much less motivated afterwards. Now, the incentive for the kissers to finish their assigned shift was a guarantee that they could visit the sorority house any time it was open for visitors and ask any sorority member for a blowjob. The privilege was good until the next fundraiser.

There were also performance incentives. The committee kept tabs on each kisser's customers per hour, and they asked customers to rate their experience. The second-place finisher in terms of number served and customer satisfaction earned free use of all the sorority members, including alumni, for almost any sex act. The top-rated kisser had the same privileges, but it applied wherever they might meet a sister. Ian had been the top performer the year before.