Cum Eating Fetish Became My Newest and Best Obsession

Cum Eating Fetish Leaves Me Begging for More

 

Several years ago, I had an intense relationship with a lover that pushed my edges in so many ways. And, now I credit him with opening the real kinkster in me. One weekend, in particular, comes to mind that was a game-changer. Brian and I would sporadically get together for intense sex. And then we would go weeks without seeing or talking to each other. Both of us had reasons that we were not able to host our hot sex sessions. So, of course, we would spend a day or two in a hotel suite doing all sorts of naughty things to each other. Well, one Saturday afternoon, he opened the door to the idea of cum eating. But in a way that got my body shuddering at the thought. Of course, it turned into a full-blown cum eating fetish.

Getting a call from Brian was always a little thrilling. Sometimes months would go by, and then I’d pick up the phone. “Hey Lover, feel like getting ravished for the weekend?” Brian’s husky voice filled my pussy with juice. During the drive to the Sheraton, I squirmed a little in the car in hot arousal. Of course, meeting in the parking lot was so sexy and a tad taboo. I had no sooner gotten out of my car when Brian’s big body pushed me up against his in a hot and wet kiss. Tongues tangled in a mixture of long-missing each other and steamy anticipation. What followed was three days of raw and naughty sex. Brian knew his way around a woman’s pussy. He taught me a few things. Not the least of which was to be grateful for my newly discovered cum eating fetish.

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After walking into the suite ahead of him, I felt him bend me over the couch. Pushing my skirt up and my panties down in one motion, his cock slid into my dripping cunt. The next few hours were filled with hot and steamy fucking in every corner of the room. Lying on the floor in a tangle of sweaty and satisfied bodies, he turned to me with a smile. His smile looked extra naughty as he said, “I want you to drink my cum.”

“Don’t I always?” I responded, not yet understanding. But he shook his head as he stood and walked over to the bar. Picking up a shot glass, he smiled and began to slowly stroke his soft cock. I felt almost drugged with arousal. Watching a lover stroke his cock always turned me on. There was just something about the rawness of a man stroking exactly what he knows feels best.

Sitting up slowly, I watched as he moved towards me. He handed me the glass as he got closer to cumming. Looking into my eyes, he said, “Hold it steady while I fill it.” His moans of pleasure filled the room as I held the glass steady. Finally, his hot juice filled the glass as I watched in hot arousal. My pussy was already dripping with a combination of both of our hot juice. As I watched him fill that glass, I could feel my pussy fill again with my juice. Of course, that was because I was about to fulfill my new cum eating fetish.

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Kneeling in front of Brian, I looked up into his eyes. He slowly knelt, facing me. “I want you to drink that over dinner tonight.” My gasp of aroused shock filled the room. Taking the glass from my hand, he stood up and put it on the bar. As we waited for room service to arrive, neither of us said anything. Then, as I watched the table being set, I couldn’t help glancing at the glass filled with his hot milk. My cum eating fetish was clearly in full swing.

Brian moved my chair out like a perfect gentleman. Before going to his seat, he picked up the milk-filled glass. After he placed it in front of me, he sat across from me. Filling another glass with a whiskey, he picked his up, motioning for me to pick up mine. Smiling, he said, “Cheers.”  Of course, as I bring the glass to my lips, I feel my pussy filling up with my own juice.

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