I’m sure there are women who truly don’t enjoy cum. But as an adult I haven’t experienced any women who didn’t enjoy it to a greater or lesser degree. And that makes sense to me, I love the taste of a cute woman. But, to get to the point of the post, I’ve known three women that enjoyed it so deeply that I would call it a fetish. As if they needed it. But their fetishes were all specific; one woman needed to swallow it, one needed it deep in her, and the last wanted to be covered from head to toe (alright more like head to upper thigh). I still remember and fantasize about all of them. But this post is about the first woman.
I was in my late 30s. I’m white, genial,and handsome; but probably more lucky than handsome. She was in her early or mid 20s. I think 24. She was black, terribly sexy, and cute when a big smile lit up her face. She was slimmer but still soft and womanly with an enjoyable but not big ass and I a dd cup size. The kind of breasts that are both heavy and perky. They drove me wild. She drove me wild.
She worked at a restaurant a few blocks from where I lived (a big city on the east coast) that had great drinks. I’d stop there sometimes on my way home from work or for a drink before a night out. I don’t hit on waitresses and bartenders because because they’re working, it puts them in a position where it’s slightly harder to tell me to piss off, and, frankly, I like having a local bar where I can have a drink without complications. But after a few months of friendly banter turning into increasingly hot flirtation, I was pretty happy when she suggested we grab a drink sometime. I know, I’m weak.
I’ll skip over the details of the next few months other than to say the sex was really hot, we did quite a bit in public, she loved dressing up and role play, and she loved cum. She loved to drool and gag on my cock as I fucked her mouth until I thrust as deep as I could and shot down her throat. She loved me to lay back as she pleased me; knowing how good she was. Until I couldn’t hold back, my body would shake, and she had a hot mouthful she could play with until she swallowed it. She loved being on her knees spitting and stroking hard. Her eyes wide with anticipation. Playful but full of lust. Waiting, determined for me to cover her face and lips and tongue. And then she would meticulous swipe every last bit into her mouth. There was something about feeling a man twitch, the hot semen blasting out, the taste, and swallowing it all down knowing she had caused it that fulfilled some part of her. Like every man, I’d love to think it was just me who set off this reaction. But the truth is it was just something deep inside her. And who was I to complain?
At this point I should mention that, although she had an amazing body, she always wanted to be a bit thinner. It wasn’t that she wasn’t confident. I think the idea of making herself just a bit hotter for a man (from her viewpoint) and making him lust for her just a bit more turned her on. Regardless she would occasionally mention some diet or other. Until one day she told me she had something she wanted to ask. She looked delightfully embarrassed and turned on. She told me that she wanted to only eat my cum for a few days. As a diet and as a kink, she wanted to be sustained off of what she could suck out of me. I can’t entirely remember my initial reaction but I think it was a surreal combination of being shocked, a bit creeped out, instantly hard, and mentally aroused. I told her that it was possible but we should talk it over for a few days. It was a hot idea. An amazing idea. But it was also a little crazy.
But you know what happened. I said yes. I said that as long as it she promised it was more of a kink than some unhealthy desire to lose weight, I was in. And it ended up being something we did twice. The first time for 5 days and the second for 4. And it was crazy, dirty, and disgustingly hot. She was insatiable. She would come over when I got home from work, wake me up in the morning, and sleep over. She fed from me at both my work and the bathroom of her work. In addition to our planned encounters I would get an unexpected text and we would scramble to make plans. On a busy day one such text led to a quick meet in a small, open, and well lit park. Two ships grunting, moaning, and eventually passing in the night. One a little less full. One a bit more.
She was ravenous. Her normal love of cum intensified by her hunger. She would see me, rip my cock out of my pants, and suck me desperately until she got what to wanted. And then she would take a minute with her eyes closed. With me still in her mouth. Her whole body relaxed. Sucking ever so gently. And then she would jump up as her normal, bubbly self and give me a hello and a kiss.
After five days we had a long, huge, feast of a dinner. She was happy to eat and after countless loads, I must confess, I was a happy to take a break from providing the meal. I have an abnormally large sex drive, but it was definitely being tested. The funny thing is, after such a lascivious five days, the meal was fun, innocent, and I laughed until my sides were tired.
So there is my confession. I’m still not entirely sure how I feel about it. Even writing this post the term “fed from me” seems incredibly hot, but also like it is crosses a few boundaries. But I still think about it, and every time the memory hits a primal cord in me.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iqv2ai/i_m_still_think_of_three_women_with_different_cum
That was really hot! I can’t imagine living off only cum for a few days