Cum eating boyfrind 3

I lay in bed that evening, trying desperately
not to think about how my life had changed since
that morning. But I couldn't help thinking
about Tanya ... and how she said that she loved
me. Every time I replayed those words of hers
in my mind, I broke into a huge smile. I was
almost giddy.

But there was a cloud to my silver lining. The
events surrounding her declaration of love had
been anything but perfect ... for me at least.
From her viewpoint, I'm sure it WAS perfect --
she was in the middle of a series of powerful
orgasms. And I was the cause of those orgasms.
Sounds perfect, right? Well, it might be except
for the fact that I gave her those orgasms as I
licked a load of stranger's semen -- one of
seven loads that day, if you included my own --
from her heavily-fucked pussy ... all under the
watchful eye of her mother. It was an unusual
set of circumstances, to say the least.

I'd driven home from her house in a daze, wiping
dried cum and pussy juice from my face along the
way. It was really only when I walked in the
kitchen and kissed my mother hello that I
realized the extent of my predicament.

"Hello, Bobby. Dinner will --- woo! Son ...
run up and brush your teeth! Your breath is a
far sight from 'minty fresh', I can sure tell
you!", she'd said with a playful grin that was
pure Mom. It was then that I felt the full
weight of all that stranger's cum in my belly
... then that the joy of Tanya'a declaration of
love began to wear off.

And so I'd spent the rest of the evening in a
state of confusion, my mind trying to balance
the happiness of Tanya's love against my own
revulsion at having swallowed another man's cum.
Several men's cum, I reminded myself. As I lay
there in dismay, I heard a rap at my window.

It was Tanya. She looked a mess. Her hair was
wet with sweat and matted to her forehead. Her
makeup and lipstick were smeared across her
face. I jumped up and opened the window to let
her in.

"Oh my .... what happened to you?" I asked. I
glanced at the outfit she was wearing and
thought to myself that she looked hotter than
ever. Her midriff was left exposed by a short
loose-fitting tank top and I could see more of
her legs than I'd ever seen while clothed due to
the too-short skirt she was wearing. She
stumbled as she came through the window in her
high-heeled white pumps.

"Oh honey. I'm so glad to see you. I am so
RAW!" she gasped as she fell into my arms. She
kissed me hard and long ... almost vulgarly. As
her tongue pushed its way into my mouth, I could
smell the powerful scent of sex all over her.
As she broke the kiss, she looked into my eyes
with a sultry gaze. "God, I love you," she
purred, "Just the thought of you makes me sooooo
happy."

"R-really?" I asked ... still surprised to hear
such a beautiful girl saying such things to me.

"Of course, baby!" she giggled. "I was thinking
about you the whole way over here and getting so
incredibly turned on." She smiled and allowed
her body to go limp as she fell lazily onto my
bed -- face down. "Now come over here and give
me some of your special kind of lovin'," she
gleefully commanded.

I watched in open mouth awe as she hoisted her
perfect ass up into the air while laying her
head down on the bed. She wiggled her ass back
and forth as she moved her knees out to the
sides slightly. Her lewd display quickly caused
a hard-on to tent out my pajamas.

"Oh, honey. I knew this would turn you on," she
whispered as she looked back at my hardon. "I
just love how excited you get when I bring you a
snatch full of cum." Then she reached back and
hoisted up her skirt over her ass to reveal the
gooey mess that was her pussy.

Her swollen pussy-lips were red and blotchy.
They were also apparently freshly shaven; they
glistened with the thin glaze of jism that
coated them. The hair that still remained on
her mound was matted and goopy with semen.
Trails of cum ran down her thighs. I knew
immediately what was expected of me.

"Honey, I've been thinking about what's happened
today, and ...." I started nervously, hoping to
talk her out of her expectations.

"Oh, so have I! God Damn, honey ... have I ever
been thinking about it. It's been such an
AMAZING day. I don't think I've ever been
happier," she cooed.

"I ... I know you're happy, honey," I said as I
got down on my knees behind her, "A-and ... let
me assure you ... I WANT you to be happy ... but
... it's this cum-eating thing that's got me
thinking, baby. I mean, here you want me to eat
what will be the eighth cum load of the day and
..."

"Well, eighth and ninth actually. Malph's
brother was home, too," she stated bluntly.
"And of course I want you to eat it. I want you
to do whatever it is that makes you happy. I'll
make sure you get to suck semen out of my cunt
every day, if that's what you want."

"No, that's not what I ... wait ... did you say
Malph's brother?" I asked confusedly.

"Yes, his broth-- ... ohh, I'm sorry, baby. I
didn't tell you. Mom drove me over to Malph's
house so I could apologize to him."

"Apologize? Why would ..."

"Baby? I hate to interrupt, but you how I hate
the feel of cum against my skin and there's
quite a lot of it dripping down my thighs.
Could you start with that, please?"

"But, I ..."

"Please, honey?!?" she purred. "It feels so ...
icky."

"I ..."

"Pleeeeeease!" she whined while waving her ass
in the air insistently.

I could see that I wasn't going to get a word in
until I did what she asked. I heard her purr
with delight as she felt my tongue press against
her thigh and begin to lick upward along the cum-
trail, collecting the drained semen as it went.
I finished cleaning up one thigh, but paused to
ask my question before continuing to the next.

"What in heaven's name could you have to
apologize to Malph for?"

"Oh, honey. I had a long talk with my mother
today after you left. She explained to me how
the cum that builds up in a young man's balls
has such a powerful effect on his actions. She
said that's why Malph and his friends got so
pushy and bossy today with me under the
bleachers."

As she spoke, I cleaned the creamy rivulets from
her other thigh, then paused to look closely at
the remaining glaze that covered her well-
pounded snatch. I knew considerably more semen
lay inside waiting to be scooped out by my
tongue. "But, honey, I still don't get why you
should apologize. That just seems ..."

"Baby ... let me finish. Besides, you've got
better things to do with your tongue besides
wagging it while you talk," she hinted with a
giggle while wiggling her ass in my face.

She simply expected me to suck cum out of her
pussy like it was the most natural thing in the
world. I'm not sure why, but all my reluctance
on the matter had disappeared. In fact, my dick
was straining stongly against my pants as I sat
with my face inches from her cum-filled cunt.
Maybe it was simply the fact that I knew how
happy it made her or maybe it was already
becoming force of habit, but without hesitation
I leaned in and pressed my face into the warm
sliminess of her pussy lips and began to tongue
her deeply, straining to reach the copious
amounts of spermy white fluid within.

"Ohhhhhh yess, baby. God, you make me so h-
happy. But, anyway ... as I w-was saying. Mom
told me that it's the responsibility ... (wow,
that feels good) ... of the w-women who enjoy
and need sex as much as I do ... (suck it, baby)
... to keep that b-bad cum from building up
within their b-bodies. If not for sluts like m-
me, those young men would end up h-harrassing
girls who don't really want it."

"Honey! You're (slurp) not a slut! Don't
(smack) talk about yourself that (gurgle) way!"
I protested.

"Oh, you better believe I'm a slut, baby.
That's why m-mom shaved my pussy today, so ...
(wow, don't stop) ... all the b-boys would know
it."

"Your own mother (slurp) shaved your pussy?" I
asked in surprise.

"Yeah ... right before she d-drove me over to
Malph's. She w-waited while I apologized to him
for not being a slut for him earlier."

As busy as I was scooping out globs of goopy
jism from her gash, I almost missed what she
said, but then the oddness of it struck me.
"She really made you (lick) apologize and waited
(slurp) in the car while he fucked you?" I asked.

"Well, she wasn't just going to l-leave me
there, silly. She's waiting in the c-car right
now. See, on the way over here, she told me ...
(fuck, you're good at this!) ... how the two
biggest problems for sluts like me are getting p-
pregnant too young and ... (ok, lie down on your
back) ... never finding a g-good, caring man,"
she explained.

I dutifully rolled over and lay face up on the
bed. I felt the hard on I was sporting strain
against my pants as I assumed the position I was
coming to know all too well.

"There, now you can reach all that juicy cum."
As she straddled my face and her slimy warmth
covered my mouth, Tanya continued, "Anyway,
that's why she thinks so highly of our
relationship, baby ... by emptying my snatch of
all that spermy mancream, you m-make everything
p-perfect for m-me!"

Tanya's speech degraded into a series of moans
as my tongue play began to bring on waves of
orgasms. As the combination of two men's cum
and her own copious fluid drizzled down into my
mouth, I thought about how Mrs. Kohmfetter had
shaved her own daughter's pussy, then driven her
to Malph's for what she know would turn into a
good fucking, and then to my house to drain her
sperm-filled pussy into my mouth. In order to
do all that, Mrs. K must be ... well, kinda ...

* * *

"Perverted. Deliciously perverted," whispered
Sasha Kohmfetter to herself as her hips twitched
with remnant waves of orgasm. Her legs were
lewdly splayed out as she sat in the driver's
seat of her car. One leg was flung out over the
gear shift. One hand was holding her skimpy
panties out of the way so the other could gain
easy access to her now-swollen clit.

She had masturbated herself to orgasm three
times already as she thought of the scene that
must assuredly be developing inside little Bobby
Cocker's bedroom right now. By now, Tanya would
have her drooling pussy positioned over Bobby's
face. Rivulets of gooey cum would be drizzling
into Bobby's waiting mouth. She imagined
Bobby's cute little pecker stiffening as he
tasted the salty flavor of other men's semen.

Sasha's fingers began dancing over her clit as
she brought herself to yet another orgasm. Her
panties were literally soaked with her own
juices.

Oh my, she thought, I'm certainly going to have
to go out and find some good cock tonite. And
then some good tongue. Bob Cocker isn't going
to be the only young man in this town who'll be
eating fresh creampie tonite, that's for sure.

Sasha mentally flipped through her selection of
available cocks and loving mouths, searching for
the combination that would suit her mood tonite.
The obvious choice for tonight's cuntlicker was
the Hunsacker boy down the street. He had an
amazing tongue and demonstrated an eagerness for
cumsucking that surprised even Sasha.

Karen Hunsacker wonders why her boy Deke hasn't
moved out on his own after graduating from high
school last year, she thought to herself. Deke
won't be doing that anytime soon -- that would
deprive him of the pleasure he gets from lapping
load after load of jism from my drooling cunt.

Sasha's fingers began massaging her clit again
as she thought back on the many afternoons that
Deke had been called over to do "odd jobs". She
took especially perverse pleasure in calling
Karen and having her send Deke over to perform
his duties.

"I just need some help cleaning out some places
I can't reach on my own, Karen. Would you mind
sending that nice young son of yours over to
help out? I'll even make sure he doesn't go
home hungry," whispered Sasha to herself with a
gleeful giggle. Her pussy began to tingle at
the sheer dirtiness of Deke's own mother sending
him off to eat sperm from that "nice neighbor
lady's" slippery cunt. And after watching her
own daughter feed young Bobby a load of cum,
Sasha was feeling very dirty indeed.

She'd thought of grooming young Deke for Tanya
when the time was right, but Tanya was obviously
way ahead of her. From the looks of things,
Bobby was going to develop into a world class
cumsucker. He'd make a fine husband for Tanya --
taking care of all her needs including
vacuuming her pussy of all the sticky cream
she'd have deposited there by her future lovers.

Shaha sighed to herself as she thought of all
the blissful years of cunt lapping her daughter
had ahead of her. She wistfully thought back
upon her own youth and wished she'd taken her
mother's advice. While she'd never been lacking
for a warm mouth to drain her cumfilled pussy
into, Sasha had never experienced the pure joy
of having a cumsucking husband waiting at home
for her every night.

Sasha had gone against all the traditions of the
Kohmfetter women of generations past -- to find
a quiet wimp of a cumsucker for a husband.
She'd tried to go for it all; she'd married
Teague Eucher, the high school quarterback who's
unlikely moniker and appetite for pussy had long
ago given him the nickname "Eager Teaguer".
Teague was a big, good looking, athlete with a
winning smile and a long, thick cock that could
play her like a fiddle. But it wasn't meant to
be.

Before they married, Sasha's mother had
introduced her to the joys of having her semen-
filled gash licked clean by a willing young man.
But she wasn't satisfied with the idea of
marrying a cumsucking wimp. She wanted what the
other girls wanted -- a big handsome stud. And
Teague fit the bill perfectly. However, a stud
like Teague came with a price.

Like any woman who's had her goopy snatch lapped
clean by a young man's soft tongue, Sasha was
firmly addicted to the idea. Teague would never
do such a thing himself, of course, so Sasha had
to go elsewhere to obtain her ultimate pleasure.

Things had gone rather smoothly for the first
few years of their marriage. Teague's regular
shifts at the steel plant gave her plenty of
time to arrange a schedule of cumsuckers. She
would wake Teague up every weekday morning by
stroking his cock to hardness, then ride him
till he filled her with his thick cum. Nearly
ever weekday morning, she had a regular source
for a good pussy vacuuming. The milkman, the
paperboy, a few of the nieghborhood wusses ...
she had a knack for finding men willing to bury
their faces in sticky gash.

Thinking back, Sasha figured that her biggest
mistake was trying to keep her 'habit' a secret
from Teague. The biggest fight of their
marriage came when Tanya was 2 yrs old. A power
failure at the mill meant that everyone was sent
home early. Teague walked in on Sasha as she
was straddling the face of the insurance agent
she'd called over for a 'consultation'.

In the argument that followed, Sasha tearfully
explained her 'addiction'. The bruise to
Teague's male ego was considerably soothed when
she told him that none of her cumsuckers ever
touched her pussy with anything but their
tongues. The fact that only his was the only
cock that ever plunged its way into her depths
made him feel much better. He let the insurance
agent go with only a few small bruises on his
throat and he and Sasha had a long talk.

At first, Teague seemed to accept the idea -- he
actually gained some perverse pleasure from the
concept. As she pointed out to him, if some
sissy-boy wanted to suck his cock cream out of
his wife's snatch ... and if it made her happy,
what was the big deal?

The months that followed were the happiest Sasha
could remember. She had a big, handsome man of
a husband who fucked her long and hard every
night and a small stable of willing mouths into
which she could dump his copious loads of cum
... along with her orgasmic juices. Where she
used to have to sneak off after Teague fell
asleep, she would now brazenly grab her purse &
keys and head off to find a pretty-boy face to
straddle. It was absolute bliss.

Her heaven was torn assunder when Teague
suddenly left. One night after a particularly
long and passionate fuck session, she'd gone off
to have her cunt cleaned, only to come home to
an empty house. Apparently, he'd been packing
up a few things under her nose for weeks. The
only thing she found was a note that simply
said, "I can't do this anymore."

Beyond those words, Teague refused to talk to
her at any length. They quietly divorced and
Sasha went to the difficult task of raising
Tanya on her own. Except for the checks that
arrived promptly each month, Teague was a non-
factor in their lives. She never really found
out why he left. And she didn't care anymore;
her anger at him for making her raise Tanya on
her own now eclipsed any other feelings she
might still have for him.

It certainly wasn't easy raising a little girl
by herself. When she was married to Teague, the
money didn't exactly flow like water, but things
were especially tough in the first few years.
Between working lousy jobs and going to night
school, there wasn't a lot of time for Tanya.
But she'd done it; Tanya had developed into a
bright, beautiful young woman. And there was no
way she was going to let Tanya repeat her
mistakes.

She was going to make sure that the same thing
didn't happen to Tanya. Which was why lil'
Bobby was perfect for her. The moment she met
him, she knew he was a cumsucker in the making.
And the boy was progressing incredibly rapidly.

"My little girl will turn him into a world class
cocksucker in no time," she whispered to
herself. The thought of Bobby's cute cocksucker
lips wrapped around a piece of man-meat
moistened her pussy all the more. Her fingers
returned to her clit and her mind returned to
thoughts of getting her own pussy filled and
then emptied later that night.

Suddenly, a loud moan escaped her lips as her
hips heaved wildly in orgasm. The most
deliciously perverted thought had just "come" to
her. She decided that the perfect source for a
load of sweet cum to feed to Deke Hunsacker ...
was Dave Hunsacker himself -- Deke's father.
The dirty old bastard had been chasing her skirt
for months now, but she'd been saving him for a
special occasion. If her own daughter's
acquisition of a beautiful little cumsucker of
her own wasn't cause for celebration, what was?

She knew that Dave would be out working in the
garage tonite -- she'd heard the wood saw
running often enough this week to know his
schedule. While Karen sat inside watching
sitcoms, she'd get her snatch pumped full of cum
by her husband, then slip around to the back
bedroom to have it emptied again by little Deke.

As her latest orgasm subsided, she stroked
herself and whispered, "Oh, Deke. I know you're
already addicted to cum, but once I start
feeding you your own father's semen, you'll be a
cumsucker forever."

--

"Ungh!" grunted Tonya as the head of my dick
popped into her tightly puckered asshole. I
stared in disbelief at the long dirty-blonde
hair that cascaded down over her back as she
tilted her head back. I was lying on the bed as
she staddled my dick while facing away from me.
This position gave her absolute control over how
much of me to take up her asshole and gave me an
incredible view of her near-perfect asscheeks as
she slowly lowered herself downward.

"Wow," I whispered, in awe at the sight before
me.

"Wow is right, baby," she moaned back. "I l-
love how this feels. The s-stretching feeling
is incredible."

"D-does it hurt at all?" I stammered out.

"Just a little bit. I sure am glad Mom gave me
that lubricant." She pushed back with her hips
and lowered herself just a little more onto my
dick; it was almost halfway in. "She had a g-
good idea about starting out with your little
pecker."

A bit perturbed about yet another comment
regarding the size of my dick, I replied
sarcastically, "My 'little pecker' seems to be
filling your tight ass just fine." To
accentuate the point, I bucked my hips up just a
little and my dick slid in past the halfway
point.

"Oooh," she moaned, "That's right ... even
though it's just your tiny prick, the t-
tightness means I can feel every little twitch,
babe." She totally ignored my sarcasm as she
started to rock back and forth, getting up a
little rythym as she got fucked in the ass for
the first time. I'd had just about enough of
these comments -- my dick wasn't THAT small. It
was pretty average, I figured. I decided I'd
show her; I pushed upward and buried my prick in
her ass up to the hilt. 'How's THAT for small,
huh babe?', I thought silently.

"OH! Th-that's it, b-baby. F-fill that ass. S-
stretch it ouuuuuut," she groaned. That was
what I wanted to hear. Finally I was getting to
do what so many others had aleady done that day -
- fuck my girlfriend. And I was fucking her in
the ass. I felt like I was on top of the world.
Even though I'd cum twice already that day,
hearing her groan while her sphincter rode my
dick was driving me crazy. That and the feeling
of her tight ring sliding up and down me was
getting to be too much -- I knew I wouldn't last
long.

"This f-feels really good, honey," she purred.
"It doesn't hurt at all anymore n-now that it's
s-stretched out some. Soon I'll be ready to
take a big c-cock like Malph's up there. Oh,
thank you, honey. Thank you for s-stretching
out my ass for him. It's gonna feel s-so good
when he fucks my ass." She started riding up
and down the full length of my shaft

I was speechless. I couldn't believe she was
talking about fucking another guy with my dick
inside her. Feeling a bit angry again, I
started pushing upward with my hips as she rode
downward -- hoping that the increased fucking
action would get her to stop talking about Malph
before I spurt my cum.

"Oh, wow ... I can really feel your little d-
dick twitching, babe. I can only imagine what
it will feel like when Malph's cock bucks and j-
jumps while filling my ... guts with his
...thick ... cum." She was obviously
fantasizing about Malph as she rode down on my
dick harder and harder.

"Do we have to talk about Malph right now?" I
asked, unable to keep an angry edge out of my
voice.

"Oh, I'm s-sorry, babe," she replied, not
slowing down in the least. "I imagine you're
excited enough as it is taking my ass-cherry. I
guess it's not fair of me to turn you on more by
making you think of Malph's cum."

"Now, I ..." I started to protest.


"Forget about it, baby. Just lie back. I want
to try something. Tell me if you think this
will excite Mal- ... I mean, just tell me if you
think this is sexy." While still riding her
puckered hole up and down my prick, she bent at
the waist and leaned all the way forward,
pressing her face to my feet. At the same time,
she reached back with both hands on either side
and pulled apart her asscheeks.

"Oh my fucking god," I mumbled trying not to
look at the stunning sight of my dick
penetrating her spread ass.

"Do you like that? Do you think it's sex--"

"Uuunngh!" I grunted as my eyes rolled back into
my head, an orgasmic wave spread over me, and I
blew my load into her asshole.

"Well, I guess that answers that question," she
replied blandly as she took the last few strokes
on my deflating cock.

As I lay on the bed enjoying the orgasm, I felt
the head of my dick pop out of her asshole. It
took a few seconds of feeling the weight
shifting on the bed for me to realize what was
happening, but when I opened my eyes I pretty
much expected what I saw -- she had scooted back
on the bed and positioned her dripping ass right
over my face.

"Open wide, baby. I've got your treat for you,"
she giggled.

"I -- mmmppph," her ass pressed onto my face.

"I know, baby. When you started licking my ass
eariler today, baby, I knew that you wished it
was full of sperm for you to suck out. It makes
me so happy to give you what you want," she
cooed.

It was impossible to think of what to say or do
in my post-orgasmic haze. It was bad enough
that she thought I enjoyed eating cum from her
pussy, but to have it squeezing from her ass
into my mouth?

"My asshole is still pretty sensitive, baby. I
guess you're waiting for the cum to drip out on
it's own, but if you start licking now you might
make me cum. I was really close when you
spurted. It's only fair, y'know."

As I felt the drops of cum begin to drip onto my
lips, my mouth just sort of opened ... as if it
had a mind of it's own. My tongue reached out
and began licking the stretched flesh of her
asshole, probing inside the now-shrinking
sphincter to scoop out my own semen within. I
was doing as she asked. I knew I would always
do as she asked.

As I licked her ass and pussy and listened to
the orgasmic pleasure contained within her
moans, I could foresee this scene repeating
itself again and again. This was what made her
happy. I loved her and if I wanted to be with
her, I'd have to do what made her happy. Wasn't
that what love was all about? Making someone
happy?

But I was still having trouble with the idea of
eating cum. Eating my own was bad enough, but
Tanya seemed intent on being a slut for Malph
and his friends. As her orgasms subsided once
again, the conflicting ideas swirled in my head -
- the joy of making her happy vs the bitter
taste in my mouth (figurative and literal) of
having to share her.

"Oh baby, your tongue in my jism-soaked ass
feels so much better than your little pecker.
It's better than any real cock could ever be,
too. Only you can make me cum this way, baby.
Only you."

Hearing that, some part of me was actually ...
proud.

After a final quiver and post orgasmic moan,
Tanya spun around atop me and straddled my
belly. She looked down at me and the look on
her face changed from a that of pure wicked
excitement to one of ... tenderness.

"Ohhhhhh, baby. You look soooo incredibly sexy
with cum on your lips," she purred with an
adoring gaze. She bent down and pressed her
nose to mine and looked me straight in the eye.
A joyful giggle escaped the wide, playful grin
that formed on her face. She was absolutely
overjoyed. I'd never seen her so happy. I
couldn't help but smile back at her. She was
... irresistible.

She planted her lips against mine and gave me a
long, loving, heavy-on-the-tongue kiss. She
pulled back slightly, then used her tongue to
guide errant globs of cum from my face into my
mouth then returned to the deep french kiss,
stopping only after several minutes before
breaking.

"Oh wow, baby ... I absolutely love kissing you
with cum in your mouth. That way I get to enjoy
the taste just like you do, but without having
to worry about the icky slimy way it feels in my
mouth. You'll always let me kiss you after you
suck down a load of sperm, right babe?"

"Uhh ... ok, but ..."

"That's my baby!" she squealed delightedly. She
pressed her nose against mine again in a playful
gesture, then scooted down on the bed to lay her
head on my chest. Her fingers lazily traced a
pattern on my belly as her breathing slowed. At
the moment, feeling her naked body next to mine
was the best feelig in the world.

"This has been the best day of my life, baby. I
just wanted you to know that," she said, her
voice sounding as loving and tender as I'd ever
heard it, "We learned so much about ourselves
and each other today. Could you ever have
expected that the day would turn out like this?"

"No ... never," I answered quite honestly as I
realized I was swallowing the remnants of my
tenth load of semen that day.

She squeezed my body tightly and squealed,
"Happy Birthday, baby! Wow, it's been some
birthday for you, huh? You were expecting just
a little sucky-sucky action from me under the
bleachers and you ended up getting blowjobs from
two different women and got to fuck my virgin
asshole!"

She had a point. Not many guys got that kind of
action in a single day, but the bitterness of
the semen I'd swallowed was sitll -- literally --
fresh in my mouth. I sarcastically replied,
"Well,hon ... I ended up swallowing my own cum
each time along with that of several strange
men, so ..."

Tanya turned to look me in the eye, obviously
happy and excited. "I know, honey! And that's
the BEST part! If it weren't for what happened
today, we might never have found out how much
you love eating sperm!" she interrupted, totally
ignoring my sarcasm.

"Who said that I 'loved' it?" I asked.

She grabbed hold of my now-limp dick and grinned
at me as she shook it playfully, "Why your hard
little pecker did, silly! I don't think I've
ever seen a little dickie get so hard. I
thought it was going to burst! As those globs
of gooey mancream slid out of my pussy into your
waiting mouth, I almost thought it was going to
cum all by itself!"

I was tiring of her misconception about my
supposed 'love' of something that most people
would consider revolting. My dick got hard
because of her perfect body orgasming atop my
face, not because of the cum I was eating. Just
because I was getting used to the taste and
texture didn't mean that I loved it. I decided
to set the record straight right then and there.

"Listen, honey, I ..."

She cut me off with a finger over my lips and
climbed up on top of me, straddling my chest.
Her long hair cascaded around my head as she
leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my lips.
In the dim light, her beauty alone was enough
to silence me. "No, wait. Before you say
anything, I ... I just want to tell you how
much what we've learned today means to me.
What it really means to me." She paused to
wipe a tear from her eye.

"Are ... are you crying?"

"No. *sniff* I mean, yes. It's just ...
I'm just so happy to have you, Bobby," she
said, her voice cracking.

"Oh, Tanya. I've always thought I was really
lucky to have you as my girl, too," I agreed.

"I know, Bobby. And that's really sweet.
You're a sweet, kind person. But after today,
I know that you're more than that to me. See,
I guess I've always known that I'm a slut at
heart. It's just been under the surface,
waiting to come out. And Mom's always told me
what happens to sluts ... that they always end
up sad and alone and pregnant ... and that they
never find a good husband. But I can tell
you'll be a good husband, Bob Cocker. A great
husband. And knowing that you'll be there for
me makes me so, so happy."

"Husband? You ... you want to get married?" I
stammered, suddenly feeling overjoyed and
confused at the same time.

"And knowing I've got you to slurp all that
baby-making sperm out of my pussy ... well ...
it's frees me, Bobby. I'm free to be the slut
I am without having to worry about all those bad
things my mom told me about."

"But .."

"And the BEST part is the fact that it turns you
on, too! Seeing that hard little prick of yours
ready to explode as you empty out my semen-filled
snatch .... it's just makes me so *sniff*
incredibly happy! It makes me love you so much."

"Oh, honey .." I croaked, feeling a few tears of
my own begin to well up. How could I ever tell
her I didn't really like it the way she thought I
did? How could I disappoint her?

"It makes me feel 'complete', Bobby. I'm going
to remember this day forever. It's the day I
really, truly fell in love."

"I ... I love you, too Tanya," I whispered,
tears brimming in my eyes.

"Promise me, Bobby. Promise me it will always
be like it was today. Promise me I'll feel like
I feel right now," she begged, tears streaming
down her face.

"I'd do anything for you, Tanya. Anything. I
promise. I'll be everything you want me to be,"
I replied. The final walls had fallen. My fate
was sealed. Sealed with a cum-soaked kiss.

As she threw her arms around me and sobbed with
joy, part of me truly wondered what I'd gotten
myself in to.



To be continued ...