[FM] The time I (F24) got drowned in cum and publicly humiliated

This story is from my backpacking days, which were the most fun and memorable days of my life. Not all my memories from that time are ones I'm especially proud of however, and I'm still living this one down all these years later.

I (24 at the time) was travelling around Australia with a group of four girlfriends. We just arrived in Melbourne that morning and checked in to a small dorm room in a trendy hostel in the city.

After a bit of sightseeing we went back to the hostel to get ready to go out and headed to the bar downstairs early in the evening. I was confidently wearing a skirt and a yellow vest top that accentuated my chest. My perky C Cup tits always got a lot of attention on nights out and I liked it that way.

There was a group of guys at the bar that we got talking to, big burly rugby player types. They were also staying in the hostel that night. One of them Mark (M25/26 I'm guessing) took a shine to me and we clicked. We talked and laughed for an hour or so over drinks. He was gorgeous in a rugged sort of way. I'm guessing 6'3 or 6'4 and with a big strong physique that was complemented by a tight polo top draped to his body. He was also funny and charming.

We had maybe 4-5 drinks before I whispered in his ear that I was going to the toilet and to meet me in reception after so that we could sneak up to the room. His eyes lit up and he gave me a smirk that told me he understood was I was asking.

He met me in the foyer and we giggled like school kids on the way up in the elevator. We got to the room and started kissing, hands going everywhere. I took off my top and stripped down to just my miniskirt and bra before I sat on the bunk bed with him standing over me.

As I pulled him towards me and started unzipping his trousers the anticipation was absolutely thrilling. I pulled down his trousers and underwear to reveal the most monstrous cock imaginable. "Jesus Christ" I muttered, "what am I supposed to do with that". It was probably 9 inches and thick as an arm. He made a joke to the effect that that reaction is common. 'What the hell am I going to do now' I thought to myself?

I had condoms in my bag and had fully intended to have sex when I invited him to the room but this unexpected twist made me panic, 'what if it hurts?' I had never had anything remotely this size in me before now. To try to get out of the situation I thought I'd give him a blowjob and make him cum, at least he'd be happy and I could talk my way out of sleeping with him.

I reached for his cock and gripped it with my hands, giving it a few tugs. I could feel him getting harder in my hand as I start to edge him, slowly at first, but then quickening the pace as I find a rhythm.

When he was rock hard I wrapped my mouth around him and began sucking for my life, going as deep down as I could without gagging and working his shaft with my hands. His dick felt surreal in my mouth, it was huge.

"Mmm, Jesus that's good" he moaned and groaned as I do my best to pleasure him

I wrapped my tongue around the underside of his shaft as I bob my head up and down. The slurping sound of my mouth going up and down on his dick filled the air, coupled with his intense moaning.

He was holding the rail of the top bunk as I worked his cock and after about ten minutes he started very gently thrusting. I knew he was getting ready to blow. The thrusts got a little more pronounced as he neared climax and when he started moaning uncontrollably I knew the eruption was on the way.

I thought I'd hold his load in my mouth and spit it out afterwards in the bathroom to make sure there is no mess to deal with. How naive!

He groaned loudly as his cock exploded. The first thick rope of cum spilled into my mouth, but the second hit the back of my throat. I gagged and had to pull my head back. He continued, squirting ropes of thick white cum all over me, all over my chest and in my hair for what seemed like an unnatural length of time. I felt every squirt hit my body, knowing I was getting soaked. His load was huge and the smell was absolutely overpowering.

Eventually his cock stopped pulsing and his moans dwindled.

My hands were covering my face and when I lifted my head to survey the damage the first thing I saw was a thick pool of cum resting on my skirt over my thighs. His dick was about 12 inches from my face and was now twitching post cum. I could feel the warm goo all over my chest, in my bra, on the side of my cheek and in my hair.

'Fuuuuuck' I thought to myself.

He apologised profusely and ran to the bathroom to get me a towel.

I wiped myself down as we both giggled and laughed at the absurdity of it. I told him to tell the others that we went to another bar and that I spilled a drink on myself. I had to shower and change again as we were out for the night so Mark left to rejoin the others, still apologising as he left the room.

By the time I arrived back down at the bar with my changed outfit and wet hair Mark had obviously felt the real story was too good not to tell. A huge cheer and round of applause erupted as I stepped through the door. Utter mortification. The whole bar seemed to know what had happened and I was the butt of all jokes for the evening, and for the next few days in fact.

The girls I was travelling with are still good friends and they still tease me about it. One even recalled the story in front of my husband when she was drunk. As if the initial embarrassment wasn't enough. I could tell he was a little jealous but I think he eventually saw the funny side of it.

I kind of lol about it myself now but it was the single most humiliating incident in my life and I wanted the ground to swallow me up at the time, all because I couldn't swallow.