My first closet domme (or how my first fuckbuddy t
This is the story of my first closet domme - and how I got into eating creampies. This chick was basically my first fuckbuddy - and by far the longest arrangement with a fuckbuddy I've ever had. Having said this, I gotta come clean and admit that we didn't like each other very much. She annoyed me - was ultrasensitive about almost everything and her voice was enough to drive me nuts. Luckily, we didn't talk that much. Maybe that's the key to a good fuckbuddy; your interest in each other should be strictly limited to fucking, or in this case, cleaning.
A week before this occurred, I had been at a college keg party hosted by one of the dorms and had gotten just buzzed enough to starting talking shit. I was in a small group of a few guys and the girlfriend of a guy who lived in the dorm next to mine. One of the guys told some dumb dirty joke and this girl started complaining (in typical college talk) that it was horribly unfair that sex was over as soon as the man was finished.
This girl was always complaining about how this or that wasn't fair to women (and always in this terribly annoying, whiny voice), so the other three guys ignored her and wandered into their own conversation at this point. But I grinned at her and bragged something to the effect that "No girl ever has to go unfinished with me. If they get left high and dry, they can just come see me and I'll finish them off with my magic tongue."
She just rolled her eyes at me (an expression she did way too much), and joined the conversation the other guys were in.
A week later - there was a knock on my door one evening and as soon as I open it - the girl from the party steps in, tosses her backpack on the floor, and turns to me with her hands on her hips and says, "Did you mean what you said at the party?"
At this point I was confused and thought maybe I'd said something that offended her, because she definitely looked pissed - so I did what I always do when I think I've offended someone, I stood there with a shit-eating grin on my face and tried to think of a way to apologize for whatever I'd said.
After a second she sat down on the plastic chair I'd been sitting on and lifted the hem of her denim skirt up just enough for me to see she was wearing aqua blue panties and that there was a oval wet mark in the crotch. At first I thought it was an accident, that she was just smoothing her skirt, but she never pulled the hem back down. I must have stared at the wet mark on those blue panties for a full thirty seconds. When I finally looked up she was staring right at my eyes.
"Yeah," I said - still not sure what I had said at the party, but trying to hide my confusion. "I meant it."
"Really," She said, as if I was bluffing and she was calling my bluff. She leaned forward so her ass was off the chair and, before I knew quite what she was up to, pulled her panties down over her knees in one quick movement. Then she sat back down with her panties around her ankles and pulled her skirt up so that her cunt was in plain view. "Because I got left high and dry. Well," she said, looking down and pulling the skin taut just below her belly button so that her pussy stretched a little. "Not all that dry."
"Yes," I said. That was the most intelligent response I could muster because I was staring at her pussy like someone hypnotized.
She was a dark brunette, but her pubic hair had a red tint to it. Suspended in the wet curls of her pubes were gobs of what had to be semen. The lips of her labia were puffed and still a little gaped. The motion of pulling her skin taught had sent a dollop of cum rolling from the bottom of her cunt to where her asshole met the chair. There was no doubt that she had just been fucked.
"So Mister Big-Talk," She said, pulling the lips of her cunt apart to show strings of cum. "Are you all talk?"
By this point I had vaguely remembered claiming I could finish a chick off, but when I bragged at the party, it had probably never ocurred to me that a condom wouldn't be involved - that the girl might be on the pill and be left with a messy creampie. The thought of eating another man's semen was not attractive to me at all - even if it was d****d across a cunt as nice as this one looked. But she was looking at me as if daring me to do it - as if calling me out on some lie.
Also, when she looked down at her cummy cunt with the lips pulled apart - her breath caught, as if she was turned on by the thought. In the end I couldn't resist.
I got down between her legs and started licking. I was right about her being turned on at the thought of watching me eating another man's cum. At first I tried to avoid the mess as best I could - focusing on her clit and even licking the sweaty creases where her inner thighs met her crotch, but after a couple of minutes of this she slipped two fingers into her cunt, pulled the gooey fingers out and put it in front of my mouth like she was giving a dog a treat. What could I do? She was breathing heavy and clearly getting off on it, and I was getting off on her arousal - so without hesitating I licked the cum off her finger. Slowly at first, I tackled the globs of semen caught in her pubic hair, closing my lips around the curls and sucking the cum out of them as if I were sucking water from used teabags. She actually moaned watching me methodically work on each cummy glob of pubic hair - though she couldn't have felt anything.
At this point she had slumped down in the chair to give me better access to her cunt, gripping the chairlegs beside her and hissing her breath through her teeth. She lifted her legs has if to reposition herself, but when she did I grabbed her thighs and pushed them back so her knees were almost to her face.
There, under the recently cleaned lips and hair of her cunt, a line of semen ran to a glob caught in the ring of reddish hair around her asshole. I lowered my face to it and the smell was incredible - I could smell her cunt and the chalky odor of semen and the strong smell of sweat - sharp as onion. No doubt some of this odor was left behind by her boyfriend - but some was her, just her scent. It was strangely erotic - this petite little geeky girl making that smell.
I stabbed my tongue into the glob of cum on her anus, and when it touched the pucker of her asshole she twitched in shock.
"Go on," she whispered. "Eat it all up,boy". She was precariously balanced on the chair - holding the chairleg with one hand and furiously rubbing her clit with the fingertips of her other hand.
I twirled my tongue around the hairs of her asshole, but finally just sank my lips onto her pucker and sucked with a loud, wet sound. She shivered and moaned, and at that instant, while sucking the semen through the hairs of her asshole, I darted my tongue forward as far into her brown eye as possible. It wasn't far at all, but apparently it was enough.
Her legs shot back down, nearly hitting me, and she sat ramrod straight in the chair, her arms stiff and shivering and her eyes closed. "Ohhhhhhh," she whispered.
I watched her for a minute. Then, without a comment, she got up, stuffed her panties into her backpack and walked to the door. Before opening the door, she turned and said, "You know, I gotta hand it to you. You weren't shitting me."
After that she kept coming by. Apparently there was no schedule to her and her boyfriend's fucking - because she could come by any time, and I have no idea how many times she tried to visit while I was in class or lab.
I began to suspect that she wasn't being left high and dry each time - that our sessions were like after-sex dessert to her. All her visits included the submissive elements that seemed to turn her on. Most of our sessions started with her taking off her wet panties, smelling the crotch and making a face, then holding them while I licked and sucked the semen out of the crotch, like a dog eating a treat out of her hand. She seemed fascinated watching me eating her boyfriend's cum out of her cunt and licking her sweaty, post-coital asshole.
During later sessions, I would jack off while licking her cunt and ass. After she came she would never let me touch her pussy, but she would let me park my nose and lips in her musky ass and jerk myself off. At no time did she ever touch my cock. I don't think she ever even looked at it.
I don't know what her boyfriend would say if he found out that another man had eaten a half-gallon of his semen, but I began to wonder if he was getting more action just because of my "cleanup" sessions.
One Saturday afternoon she dropped by and was absolutely full of cum. I thought she must have let her man double-dip. In the middle of doing my thing, she lifted my chin with a finger so she was looking right into my eyes. I remember there was a string of cum dangling from the side of my lip, but didn't wipe it away since it turned her on.
"Taste different?" she asked, and I suddenly knew - not just because it DID taste different or that there was so much more of it, but because of the defiant tone in her voice - that her boyfriend had gone home for the weekend and was hundreds of miles away. I began to wonder if she only fucked whenever she wanted to see me eat the cum out of her pussy. Maybe that was just wishful thinking. Maybe for her it was just convenience - why clean yourself up when you can watch someone submissively do it with their mouth?
We went on like that for almost a year - half of my sophomore and junior year. I still masturbate thinking about those sessions - jacking off over a chick the annoyed the holy hell out of me.
A week before this occurred, I had been at a college keg party hosted by one of the dorms and had gotten just buzzed enough to starting talking shit. I was in a small group of a few guys and the girlfriend of a guy who lived in the dorm next to mine. One of the guys told some dumb dirty joke and this girl started complaining (in typical college talk) that it was horribly unfair that sex was over as soon as the man was finished.
This girl was always complaining about how this or that wasn't fair to women (and always in this terribly annoying, whiny voice), so the other three guys ignored her and wandered into their own conversation at this point. But I grinned at her and bragged something to the effect that "No girl ever has to go unfinished with me. If they get left high and dry, they can just come see me and I'll finish them off with my magic tongue."
She just rolled her eyes at me (an expression she did way too much), and joined the conversation the other guys were in.
A week later - there was a knock on my door one evening and as soon as I open it - the girl from the party steps in, tosses her backpack on the floor, and turns to me with her hands on her hips and says, "Did you mean what you said at the party?"
At this point I was confused and thought maybe I'd said something that offended her, because she definitely looked pissed - so I did what I always do when I think I've offended someone, I stood there with a shit-eating grin on my face and tried to think of a way to apologize for whatever I'd said.
After a second she sat down on the plastic chair I'd been sitting on and lifted the hem of her denim skirt up just enough for me to see she was wearing aqua blue panties and that there was a oval wet mark in the crotch. At first I thought it was an accident, that she was just smoothing her skirt, but she never pulled the hem back down. I must have stared at the wet mark on those blue panties for a full thirty seconds. When I finally looked up she was staring right at my eyes.
"Yeah," I said - still not sure what I had said at the party, but trying to hide my confusion. "I meant it."
"Really," She said, as if I was bluffing and she was calling my bluff. She leaned forward so her ass was off the chair and, before I knew quite what she was up to, pulled her panties down over her knees in one quick movement. Then she sat back down with her panties around her ankles and pulled her skirt up so that her cunt was in plain view. "Because I got left high and dry. Well," she said, looking down and pulling the skin taut just below her belly button so that her pussy stretched a little. "Not all that dry."
"Yes," I said. That was the most intelligent response I could muster because I was staring at her pussy like someone hypnotized.
She was a dark brunette, but her pubic hair had a red tint to it. Suspended in the wet curls of her pubes were gobs of what had to be semen. The lips of her labia were puffed and still a little gaped. The motion of pulling her skin taught had sent a dollop of cum rolling from the bottom of her cunt to where her asshole met the chair. There was no doubt that she had just been fucked.
"So Mister Big-Talk," She said, pulling the lips of her cunt apart to show strings of cum. "Are you all talk?"
By this point I had vaguely remembered claiming I could finish a chick off, but when I bragged at the party, it had probably never ocurred to me that a condom wouldn't be involved - that the girl might be on the pill and be left with a messy creampie. The thought of eating another man's semen was not attractive to me at all - even if it was d****d across a cunt as nice as this one looked. But she was looking at me as if daring me to do it - as if calling me out on some lie.
Also, when she looked down at her cummy cunt with the lips pulled apart - her breath caught, as if she was turned on by the thought. In the end I couldn't resist.
I got down between her legs and started licking. I was right about her being turned on at the thought of watching me eating another man's cum. At first I tried to avoid the mess as best I could - focusing on her clit and even licking the sweaty creases where her inner thighs met her crotch, but after a couple of minutes of this she slipped two fingers into her cunt, pulled the gooey fingers out and put it in front of my mouth like she was giving a dog a treat. What could I do? She was breathing heavy and clearly getting off on it, and I was getting off on her arousal - so without hesitating I licked the cum off her finger. Slowly at first, I tackled the globs of semen caught in her pubic hair, closing my lips around the curls and sucking the cum out of them as if I were sucking water from used teabags. She actually moaned watching me methodically work on each cummy glob of pubic hair - though she couldn't have felt anything.
At this point she had slumped down in the chair to give me better access to her cunt, gripping the chairlegs beside her and hissing her breath through her teeth. She lifted her legs has if to reposition herself, but when she did I grabbed her thighs and pushed them back so her knees were almost to her face.
There, under the recently cleaned lips and hair of her cunt, a line of semen ran to a glob caught in the ring of reddish hair around her asshole. I lowered my face to it and the smell was incredible - I could smell her cunt and the chalky odor of semen and the strong smell of sweat - sharp as onion. No doubt some of this odor was left behind by her boyfriend - but some was her, just her scent. It was strangely erotic - this petite little geeky girl making that smell.
I stabbed my tongue into the glob of cum on her anus, and when it touched the pucker of her asshole she twitched in shock.
"Go on," she whispered. "Eat it all up,boy". She was precariously balanced on the chair - holding the chairleg with one hand and furiously rubbing her clit with the fingertips of her other hand.
I twirled my tongue around the hairs of her asshole, but finally just sank my lips onto her pucker and sucked with a loud, wet sound. She shivered and moaned, and at that instant, while sucking the semen through the hairs of her asshole, I darted my tongue forward as far into her brown eye as possible. It wasn't far at all, but apparently it was enough.
Her legs shot back down, nearly hitting me, and she sat ramrod straight in the chair, her arms stiff and shivering and her eyes closed. "Ohhhhhhh," she whispered.
I watched her for a minute. Then, without a comment, she got up, stuffed her panties into her backpack and walked to the door. Before opening the door, she turned and said, "You know, I gotta hand it to you. You weren't shitting me."
After that she kept coming by. Apparently there was no schedule to her and her boyfriend's fucking - because she could come by any time, and I have no idea how many times she tried to visit while I was in class or lab.
I began to suspect that she wasn't being left high and dry each time - that our sessions were like after-sex dessert to her. All her visits included the submissive elements that seemed to turn her on. Most of our sessions started with her taking off her wet panties, smelling the crotch and making a face, then holding them while I licked and sucked the semen out of the crotch, like a dog eating a treat out of her hand. She seemed fascinated watching me eating her boyfriend's cum out of her cunt and licking her sweaty, post-coital asshole.
During later sessions, I would jack off while licking her cunt and ass. After she came she would never let me touch her pussy, but she would let me park my nose and lips in her musky ass and jerk myself off. At no time did she ever touch my cock. I don't think she ever even looked at it.
I don't know what her boyfriend would say if he found out that another man had eaten a half-gallon of his semen, but I began to wonder if he was getting more action just because of my "cleanup" sessions.
One Saturday afternoon she dropped by and was absolutely full of cum. I thought she must have let her man double-dip. In the middle of doing my thing, she lifted my chin with a finger so she was looking right into my eyes. I remember there was a string of cum dangling from the side of my lip, but didn't wipe it away since it turned her on.
"Taste different?" she asked, and I suddenly knew - not just because it DID taste different or that there was so much more of it, but because of the defiant tone in her voice - that her boyfriend had gone home for the weekend and was hundreds of miles away. I began to wonder if she only fucked whenever she wanted to see me eat the cum out of her pussy. Maybe that was just wishful thinking. Maybe for her it was just convenience - why clean yourself up when you can watch someone submissively do it with their mouth?
We went on like that for almost a year - half of my sophomore and junior year. I still masturbate thinking about those sessions - jacking off over a chick the annoyed the holy hell out of me.
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