Quick Cum Eating Cake Party ♕

Surprisingly,  jacking off for some is better than sex.

 

I like to push some to a whole new level when they realize it’s going to be a quick cum eating party. A dame like me loves to tease, edge, and finish you off for my giggling purposes. Even though I am finished, it doesn’t mean you are. A good boy will always clean up his mess, won’t he? You wanted me to give you instruction, but the anticipation in my voice for you to become my perfect semen slurp pushes you to that edge. No, wait! I don’t want you anywhere near orgasm just yet.  Especially, with me standing in front of you and teasing you as I slowly did a stripped tease.

I should not be turned on by this quick cum eating cake party, should I?

So, I slipped my clothes off and I pulled up some naughty images for you. That is when I ask you to focus, as I watched you struggle with your hand around your cock. I noticed you fixating too much, and we both know you cum fast. You started to look like you were wanted to were going to blow, “Slow down,” I said. Should I dangle my panties in your face a bit? Have you smelled the scent of a pussy you have never fucked before?

Now, you can put your hand back on your cock, and be the star of this quick cum eating cake party.

My voice got particularly more seductive as you were being hypnotized into doing what you swore you would never do. Of course, a quick cum eating cake party would not be fun unless you were a little nervous about it.

Sometimes a little humiliation can be my biggest turn-on

At first, you were begging me to get naked and touch myself. I slipped all of my clothes off and stood close to you as I watched. “What do you want me to touch?” I asked. There was trembling in your voice as you told me what you wanted. “Umm, between your legs,” you replied. “Between my legs where?” I asked. I wanted to hear you say it, and I wanted you to say it slowly. “Your tight pink  pussy.” you replied.  Mmm, you want me to join this quick cum eating cake party, huh?

Your legs were open as I stood between them, trailing my fingers down.

I pushed my fingers past my mound, down to my sweet slit. Soon, your hand gripped tighter as your legs shook. I slightly bent over and ran my nails between your thighs, purposely tempting your balls to blow. You looked a bit flushed, and also tired.  I grabbed my tube of lube for you. “Put your finger out, ” I said. I drizzled a bit on top of your finger and told you to circle it around your tip. You knew you were getting closer to giving me the quick cum eating cake party I wanted.

Your breaths got harder, and I could hear whimpering as you did just what I asked. “Are you ready?” I asked. Looking up at me, you pumped harder and faster.  Meanwhile, my fingers were tapping at your balls as you exploded all over your hand, loudly.  Finally, our eyes connected and you knew it was time to slop it up like you were at a quick cum eating cake party. “Good boy,” I said with a smile. Now, it was time for me to get off and have you taste that too.