Puking on his cock and swallowing [MF]

Preface: I’m currently abroad, and have been sharing a lot about my travels. This is an old story that I have been encouraged to share. Also, pseudonyms have been used, because duh.

It was about 9:30 pm when I started to crave cock. I was sitting in a booth at a bar with my friends, sipping an overpriced gin cocktail and playing bingo. I hadn’t wanted to go out on a Wednesday night, but after incessant nudging from my roommate, I decided to tag along.

I was dressed atypically sexy that evening. Anyone that knows me would describe me as a tomboy, but that night I had decided to play girl. I wore a white lace spaghetti strap tank top, some linen pants, and did my hair and makeup. I didn’t look like myself, but I looked hotter, so I went with it.

Around the second round of drinks, I started to get really horny. I texted my boyfriend to see if he was still up, and if I could come over to fuck. He sent a picture from his hot tub.

I’d love for you to come get steamy and wet with me

Splendid. I’d have to find some type of out and make the exit and not look too awkward. But my cover my was already kind of blown.

“Sarah has that ‘I’m gonna fucked look’”

“Who are you texting, is it Jake?”

My roommate inquired.

Little did she know, I was no longer texting my boyfriend. I was texting Bradley.

Anyone that knows anything about my sexual life knows that we have a weird history, but also that I’m undeniably, incomprehensibly attracted to him. And among my many kinks associated with him, sucking him off before seeing my bf was one of them.

I had done this one other time the previous year, before my bf and I were dating and were just playing together. That time I got to suck him off in car, exiting only to catch an Uber to Jake’s house with a mouthful of another man’s cum. To my inexperienced and young self, it felt extra secretive and dirty. And to a kinky newly- identified submissive, that was intoxicating.

I prefaced the text to him by saying I was drunk. I almost never hit him up for bjs anymore, but this was a different circumstance. He replied surprisingly quickly.

Yeah sure. But I don’t want to hang after.

Duh. Shoot-and-scoot was his middle name. I always knew he thought I was annoying and only liked me for my lips and hips. But I didn’t give a shit, I had a different agenda tonight.

I told my crew that I was off to see my bf, and exited somewhat abruptly. They were already drunk and didn’t seem to care. But I didn’t dare tell them that I had planned on seeing Bradley. They all knew of and loathed him. They still to this day think I haven’t seen him in months. I know they say that secrets don’t make friends, but in this case, they keep them.

His place was fairly close to the bar I was at, just up and couple streets and over. But I was tipsy, so the walk felt longer than usual. And I was in a bit of a time crunch, knowing that I had a dick to suck and a fairly long Uber ride ahead.

I arrived, and he opened the door in his boxers. I was honestly surprised that he was still awake. He asked if I was on a date, and said that I had been out. I wasn’t in the mood to talk though.

He dropped his boxers and let me work. Weird indie music played in the background, per usual. I felt like I was bobbing and bobbing and nothing was happening. It could have just been that I was drunk and in a time crunch. I lifted my head several times to ask what I was doing wrong. He told me to be patient, so I just kept going. I didn’t feel like I was getting anywhere and the clock was ticking, but I sure as shit couldn’t leave without getting him off.

At one point, he grabbed my head and pushed it onto his cock more forcefully.

My internal dialogue fired up.

It’s okay, you’re not going to throw up. You’ve never thrown up from sucking dick, and you’ve been facefucked many times. Just keep going, it will be okay.

Except this time, it wasn’t. I could feel the drinks I’d had earlier in the night start to creep up from the back of my throat. I thought I’d be able to swallow it, but more and more continued to flood my mouth. At this point, I was genuinely concerned that I was going to puke on him.

And then he came. Fuck. I wasn’t expecting it when it happened. He held my head against his cock so I had to swallow. Part of me thinks he’s enough of a sadistic fuck to have done it on purpose.

My mouth filled with a slurry of cum and vomit as I tried to swallow some of it in a desperate attempt to avoid puking on him. But my mouth just kept filling.

I was finally able to swallow all of it once he had stopped cumming and lifted my mouth off of him sheepishly.

“Did you vomit?”

“No, never” I said, sarcastically.

I immediately went to the door to put on my shoes.

“So, I definitely just yakked on your dick.”

“I thought so.”

“You should go.”

I rolled my eyes. Some things never changed. Except my ability to deepthroat cock, apparently.

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