Beth the Cum Slut XII
Chapter 25
It was finally Saturday again, so there was time to go see Jim, well, Julie and Mel, too. I want Jim to make love to me again and I want him to take my anal virginity. I want Jim to have all three. Even though Julie was very supportive of me trying to have a relationship with Jim, I still feel like I am intruding on their thruple relationship and I don’t have a right to do that. I need to make sure I have time to enjoy some nice sex with the girls as well as Jim so that I’m not seen as dominating Jim’s time.
This time it was my naked sister Mel who answered the door. After a big hug and a not so sisterly kiss, I immediately pushed down my shorts and took off my shirt so that I was naked as well. We all like to have easy access to each other’s bodies and clothes just get in the way unnecessarily. I was disappointed to hear that Jim wasn’t home as he was out running some errands, but he’d be back in an hour or two. I was intending to stay overnight, so time wasn’t a problem.
The three of us girls decided to go out and lay by the pool. I remembered the first time I did this with them I ended up taking off my top and being nervous about it because Jim was in the house. Now I was laying out nude disappointed that Jim wasn’t in the house. The best part of laying out is applying sunscreen to the other two naked beauties I was sunning with. I love touching both of their bodies. They are so different from each other and yet equally beautiful in their own ways. Julie loves that it seems to take me a long time to get her pert tits covered in sunscreen. Her nipples just intrigue me and I can’t keep my hands or my lips off of them. They are made for sucking like Jim’s cock is made for loving. And then there’s my sister’s epic boobs. She doesn’t have tits like Julie and I have. Hers are more properly classified as boobs. They are big and full and firm. Hers are made for fondling more than sucking as she doesn’t have the great nipples that Julie has. If I didn’t have nipples, I wouldn’t have any tits at all. I’m glad that both Larry and Jim seem to like small tits.
I made it a point to thank them for last Saturday. They not only went out to give Jim and I the house to ourselves, but had also covered Jim’s bed in rose petals to make a very romantic environment. It was very sweet of them and I made sure they knew I appreciated it.
After we had fried outside for a while we came back into the house. We were sweaty as well as tacky from the sunscreen so we decided to take a shower. Jim’s shower is huge. All four of us could fit in there comfortably and still have room to fool around, so it’s easily big enough for three horny girls. We soaped each other up and washed each other’s hair. I loved getting on my knees in front of them and soaping their legs while nuzzling their pussies. I also took the opportunity to make sure their assholes were nice and clean also while I continued to nuzzle pussy. We kept enjoying each other until the hot water ran out. We got out and wiped each other off. When we came out of the bathroom, we were surprised to see Jim laying on his bed naked stroking his very hard cock. “I was starting to wonder if you girls were ever going to get done in there,” he said. We all squealed with happiness, as only girly girls can do, and we pounced on the bed and onto Jim. He had three mouths, three tongues and six hands all over his body.
Then we took turns mounting him. One on his face and one on his cock while the third one either licked at his balls or played with both girl’s tits. Jim has great staying power so we were all able to take turns at each position before we finally pushed him over the edge. At the time, I was on his face and Julie was on his cock as he pumped her full of cum. When she got off of him, I immediately rolled over between Julie’s legs to lick her pussy clean while Mel started licking Jim’s cock and balls clean. As Jim rested, the three of us made out together and made sure we all tasted cum and pussy juice. It was my first foursome and I sure hoped it wasn’t my last.
I really like when I’ve had four guys jacking off over me and cumming all over me, but three girls and one guy seems to be a lot more fun. I would have preferred to have Jim all to myself, of course, so that he could make love to me, but letting him just fuck me was also quite wonderful. He can fuck me or make love to me whenever he wants.
We all laid there exhausted and lightly napped for a while. I awoke and looked over at Jim and was surprised to see him looking at me. He smiled, “I’m glad you came over today.” “I’m glad, too,” I replied. “I thought about nothing other than last Saturday night all week. I had to see you as soon as possible and feel you inside me again.” “Are you going to stay with us for dinner tonight,” he asked? I smiled back and said, “I’ll stay all night, if you want me.” I didn’t need an answer and just then the other girls started to move as they were waking up.
Eventually, we all clambered down the stairs and into the kitchen and got bottles of water out of the refrigerator. It dawned on me that, often, good sex starts with liquor, usually wine, and ends with water. Jim went back up to take a shower. We all needed another shower but weren’t quite in the mood so we stayed in the kitchen and talked. I figured it might be a good time to talk about me being there.
“Julie, I know that last weekend when we talked, you were very supportive of me spending time with your dad and I really appreciated that. But I can’t help feeling that by coming over here and wanting to be with your dad that I’m horning in on your thruple relationship and I don’t have any right to do that. At this point, I’m probably nothing more than a sex toy or perhaps a young fuck buddy to him. You guys actually have a real, loving relationship with him so I don’t feel right wanting to insert myself. On the other hand, I want him so much I can’t hardly think about anything else. I guess, I’m just a mess at this point.”
Mel grabbed and held my hand as Julie responded. “Beth, you’re definitely not just a fuck buddy. Dad genuinely likes you a lot. Granted he’s conflicted because of the age Grand Canyon between you guys but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t care for you a lot. As I told you last week, we don’t know what will happen in the future. We can only take it day by day and enjoy what we have. Mel and I have Dad to love on every other day of the week that you’re not here. Don’t worry about us. We love him and want to be with him, but we also have each other. If Mel and I being together alone wasn’t enough for us, this relationship would never work. So, no matter what happens in the future, or doesn’t, don’t worry about me and Mel. We love you and Dad and always will whether you two are together or not. And we certainly love having you here and being with you and sharing dad with you. That session we just had was outrageously cool. I hope we all do that as often as possible. I would wager to say Dad enjoyed three hot pussies all over his body. Beth, get rid of the negative thoughts. Don’t worry about us. Just work on building a relationship with dad that’s more than the sex. He needs to enjoy your company as much as your pussy in order for there to be a possibility of a relationship other than sex. Remember, I told you last week, we’ll have your back.”
“You two are the best sisters any girl could ever want,” I told them. “Other than when I am in bed with him, I still feel like a little girl. I have to get him to see me as a young woman and I’m not sure how to do that. You guys are just two years older than me and seem way more mature and womanly than me. I hope that isn’t just my tit insecurity coming back to bite me in the ass.”
“Look, Beth,” Mel said to me, “just be yourself. Don’t try too hard. If he’s going to fall in love with you it has to be the real you not some mature façade you use to lure him in. I know Jim cares for you a lot already. It takes time for caring to become love. You’ve only just come into his life recently as opposed to me. I’ve been here for years. I spent more time here than at home. And no small part of that was wanting to be near Jim just as much as Julie. So, I know what you are feeling for him. Hell, I don’t know how any woman wouldn’t feel that way about him. He’s just one of the kindest, most loving, handsome and sexy guys ever. Not to mention he has that wonderful cock! Julie’s right. Don’t worry about us. We’ll have your back. If Jim wants to talk to us at some point about his feelings for you, we will encourage him and downplay the age difference. The more time you spend with him, the closer you two will get and we’ll just have to see what happens. Let whatever is going to happen, happen. Don’t press.”
Jim walked in and said, “Okay, gang. What are we going to do about dinner? Do you want me to make something, go out, or order in?” Hearing that, I remembered that the girls never have told me what they’ve done with pizza delivery guys. I was hoping they wouldn’t want pizza tonight, because I want to be with Jim. I don’t really want him to see me do anything with someone else at this point. To my relief, Julie said, “I think we have some steaks in the freezer. How about you grill those and we’ll make some potatoes and a salad?” “Sounds like a plan,” Jim responded. Whew, I thought.
We had a nice dinner together and talked about all kinds of things. I told them about Leslie, leaving out the part about my mom. I also told them about my bukkake experiences with the guys. That went over big with the girls because that’s something they’d never done. Jim seemed to like the fact that I was getting some sexual experience.
Jim and I volunteered to take care of washing the dishes. I wanted a chance to spend some alone time with him and I think the girls realized that. I asked Jim, “Can I spend the night with you tonight?” “I’d like that,” Jim replied. I looked into his eyes and said, “I have been wanting to feel you make love to me again all week. I had sex this week with my boyfriend. And though I do like him and he tried real hard to make it good for me, it’s a very different experience. As I had hoped, you showed what it’s like to make love as opposed to just fucking. And that’s without us being in love. It’s just the natural love that pours out of you every day and I was lucky enough to be the beneficiary.”
“You’re underestimating yourself, Beth,” Jim said. “Yes, I’m not going to claim, at this point, that I am in love with you, but I do care for you a lot and all I did was show you how much I care and how much you mean to me. What we did last Saturday is not just how I am in bed. It matters greatly who I’m with and how I feel about them. So, if you felt my love, it was because it’s truly there; it wasn’t luck.”
I didn’t have a response to that. Jim always knows the right thing to say. It’s another one of his superpowers. “Jim, tonight, I want to make love with you, but I also want you to take my last virginity – my butt. Are you interested?” “Well,” Jim mused, “let me think about that. You’re asking if I’d like to wedge my cock into your incredibly tight and incredibly cute butt? You do realize, that’s really going to hurt. It’ll hurt a lot more than last week. Your pussy is made to stretch for a cock; your ass isn’t. It will stretch, eventually, but not nearly as easily so it’ll hurt. We can do it if you really want, but another way to get it done is to buy some graduated butt plugs which will loosen and stretch your butthole a little at a time. I could buy those for you, if you want. I really don’t want to hurt you.”
I was kind of bummed. I want him to be the one to do it and he still can. But I’m ready to lose all my virginity. But this shows how much of a caring, lovely man he is to be worried about how I will feel when you know he’d love to shove his cock up my ass. “Okay,” I said, “if that’s what you think is best, we can do that. There’s really no hurry in doing it, I just want to experience everything I can with you and I want you to be my first everything. Too bad you’re not my first boyfriend. I screwed that up, huh?” “No, Beth,” he said, “you haven’t screwed up anything. You need to experience many people in your life. While sometimes two people can meet and instantly know they were meant to be together, like Julie and Mel, most people need to figure it out by a process of elimination. As we spend time with people in a relationship, we learn what qualities we want or need in a partner as well as what qualities we absolutely cannot live with. As they say, knowledge is power. The more you know about what you like or don’t like, the more you’ll be sure the person you fall in love with is the right person for you. It’s never a mistake to be in a relationship. It’s only a mistake to be in a relationship with someone you know you don’t really like or isn’t good for you. The instant you realize that, it’s time to move on.”
We finished the dishes and moved into the living room where Julie and Mel were watching TV. I did think to ask the girls about what they’d done with pizza delivery guys. They’d mentioned it and giggled about it, but I didn’t know what they’d actually done. I couldn’t believe that they let the guys touch them and had sucked several of their cocks. I love to suck cock, but I have yet to do that to a stranger. The exhibitionist in me, though, thinks it sounds like fun.
I was pleasantly surprised when at about 9:00, Jim held out his hand to me and said, “Come with me.” We went upstairs to his bedroom and he turned to me, brought me into his arms, and gave me a kiss that I felt all the way to my toes. How am I not going to fall in love with this guy? He dropped his briefs and then picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He grabbed my ass and squeezed the cheeks. He was hard almost immediately and as he started lifting and dropping me, I felt his cock searching for my vagina. It finally found its mark and as Jim dropped me down, his incredible cock pushed into my vagina. By the third time he lifted and dropped me, he was all the way inside me and I was in heaven. I know I don’t weigh much, but still. The fact he’s strong enough to handle me like that and make love to me standing up was absolutely thrilling. And thanks to gravity, he was in really deep. God it felt good.
I was bouncing on his cock while making out with him. I was moaning and grunting as he hit my cervix. He was pounding on the door to my womb and I wanted him to go in. I loved it so much, it’s exactly why I wouldn’t have sex with my dad. With his size, his cock wouldn’t just hit my cervix, he’d be solidly in my womb ready to fill it with baby batter. Jim is just large enough to hit there such that I could make love to him forever wanting his baby, but not needing to be bred every time we make love.
As he finally started to tire, he spun me around and laid me on the bed without pulling out of me. I’ve never felt anything better than having this lovely man laying on top of me with his big cock deep in my pussy. I couldn’t get over the fact that he had instigated this session. He was sitting with three naked girls, two of which are far hotter than me, anyone of which would love a private loving session with him, and he chose me. Whether it’s true or not, I’m going to use that as a sign that he does have feelings for me. It may not be love yet, but I’ll do anything I can to make him happy so that he eventually falls in love with me and won’t want to live without me. Shit. I may be in love with him already. I wasn’t going to let myself go down that potential rabbit hole. It’s all his fault. No man should be as perfect as Jim.
That night we made love in several positions. I got on top. Then we did it doggy style. We ended with a leisurely session of spooning with him holding my little tits with one hand and his cock buried in my pussy. We fell asleep that way. I wish he could have stayed in me all night, but I woke up at some point when I felt his cock slip out of me. I feel so empty after he leaves my pussy. I’m sure he was asleep, but I whispered, “I love you” and then fell back asleep.
I woke up face to face with him. Like when we’d napped, I opened my eyes to see him awake and looking at me. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said. “I love watching you sleep. You look like an angel.” There he goes again, melting my heart. I leaned forward and gave him a kiss. We didn’t care we had morning breath. I reached down to his cock to stroke him to get him hard. I needed some morning loving. When I got him hard, I climbed over him and rubbed my pussy up and down his cock several times to get him wet with my juices that seem to flow every time I look at him. I reached down and placed his cockhead at my vagina and pressed down. He slipped all the way in on the first stroke. My pussy is swallowing his cock easier every time. Its molding to the size of his cock like my pussy was made for it.
I took my time and moved slowly up and back against him. I don’t want quick fucks from Jim. I want long, loving strokes. I don’t even need an orgasm. I just want to feel his hardness moving in and out of my body for as long as possible. Before I was ready, I felt him get harder and thicker as a sign of impending orgasm. I spurred him on, “Cum for me, Jim. I want you to fill my pussy with your cum. I need your cum. Oh, Jim, I wish we were making a baby right now. Fill me with your baby batter. Cum, Jim.” Jim roared and started shooting strong ropes of cum inside me. I felt every pulse and the spreading warmth of his seed. I laid on top of him and tenderly kissed him and told him I loved him. When his cock fell out of my pussy, I got off of him and immediately took his cock into my mouth to clean it off. Yummy ambrosia – cum and pussy juice. I licked and sucked his cock and each ball.
Eventually, we got out of bed and went into the bathroom. I think it was the first time I’ve peed in front of a guy. Being an exhibitionist, I did it with my legs spread in case he wanted to watch. Of course, being the man he is, he seemed to purposely not watch in case it might embarrass me. I wasn’t as discreet. I watched him pee and that was another first for me. I suddenly had a kinky thought that it would be fun for him to pee on me. I’ve heard of golden showers and had never given them a thought. But seeing him pee made me want to get in the way of it. Maybe next time I come over he’ll do it to me in the shower. I wonder if his pee tastes as good as his cum. Probably not, but if anyone has pee that tastes good, it has to be Jim. I’d do anything for him, including drinking his pee and I want him to know that.
We took a long, leisurely shower and I spent a lot of time making sure that big cock was perfectly clean. Jim spent far more time on my tits than I would have expected and I asked him why. “Beth, you keep knocking your tits because they’re not as big as Mel’s or something. I love your tits. I guess I pretty much love all tits. It doesn’t matter how big they are. It’s the person they’re attached to that makes me want to caress them. For everyone, there’s someone who we perceive to have a better feature than we have. There are girls with bigger tits or bigger clits or better hair or a prettier smile. There are men with bigger dicks, more muscles, or a better jaw line. It doesn’t mean we aren’t attractive to others with what we have. I happen to love every part of your body including your lovely tits, that cute tight butt, your gorgeous eyes. But you aren’t parts, Beth. You are the sum of your parts. And I love touching, kissing, and licking all of your parts. Beth, if I didn’t have real feelings for you, we wouldn’t be doing this. You’re only 15. I could do serious jail time if anyone found out about us and reported it. I don’t want to lead you on that we’re having a serious relationship as I think the age gap is just too large to ignore. But that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy each other. That’s why, for example, I stopped playing with your pussy in the restaurant every time the waiter came by. It wouldn’t be good to be caught together sexually in public. But privately, I want you just as much as I’ve ever wanted a woman. You are lovely and loving. You are intelligent and mature beyond your years. Stop worrying about the size of your tits. Anyone who doesn’t like them, doesn’t get the honor and pleasure of caressing them. It’s their loss, not yours.”
There, he did it again. He always says the right things at the right time. Too bad he doesn’t have to worry about people having better parts because no one has better parts than him. But I get his drift. I need to work on my self-confidence in spite of my tits. A lack of self-confidence won’t help my relationship with Jim if I have any chance of making it grow. I feel like I’m younger because of my small tits but Jim just sees the actual age gap as an issue rather than my looks. Maybe I should start that daily shit where you look in a mirror and repeat some dumb mantra about how good you are and you’re worthy and stuff. I wonder if that really works.
As usual, I hated to have to leave and go home. I wish he’d take me in his arms and ask me to never leave. Maybe someday. Maybe.
Chapter 26
Monday morning, I saw Larry at school. I told him that Leslie had come to see me and that I had a bunch of things to tell him later. We were out on the front steps of the school making out. I was wearing a pair of shorts with loose leg holes and, of course, no panties. I took his hand and put it inside my shorts up the leg hole so he could finger my pussy while we kissed. I heard several kids snickering and making snide comments, but I just took that for jealousy. I wanted them to know that Larry was getting my pussy whenever he wanted it.
In math, I tried to give Mr. Henson some views of my pussy so I kept pulling the crotch of the shorts to the side. He looked at me several times and gave me a couple of smiles. I’d still like to suck his dick, but he hasn’t said anything about it. He’s probably too scared we’d get caught and ruin his life. I can’t blame him, but there must be a way we can do it on the sly. The next time our eyes met, I stuck my tongue out and licked my lips as seductively as I could. I wanted him to know I was still wanting his dick.
Larry came home with me and we went to my room and got naked in a hurry. He’s getting better at lasting when we fuck, but it still helps to blow him first so I did it this time as well. I also did it because I love the taste of cum and now that I’m getting cum in my pussy, not enough of it is going in my mouth. Luckily, he’s young and horny and I can get him hard again in just a few minutes. I wanted him to get as deep as possible so I got on my hands and knees to do it doggy style. This seems to get the deepest penetration.
Larry was giving it to me pretty good. I wished my mom was home and watching. That makes me cum faster. I enjoy fucking with Larry, but it’s nothing like making love with Jim. They are two completely different experiences. As he was pounding away against my butt, I was thinking about Jim taking my anal virginity. If it weren’t for the fact that I wanted Jim to do it, I’d have Larry give it a go. As his dick is quite a bit thinner, I bet it would go in fairly easily without too much pain. But I’ll save it for Jim. I want Jim to know I’m willing to endure pain for his pleasure.
Larry shot his load of cum in my pussy and we dropped to the bed to rest. I took his slimy dick in my mouth and cleaned him all up. At least I get some cum that way. It was while I was doing that that I was thinking how when the girls and I have sex with Jim we all clean each other up. I think Larry should be able to clean up my pussy just like I’m cleaning up his dick.
‘Larry, you know I’ll do anything sexually you want, right,” I asked? “Yeah, I guess so,” he answered. ‘Then why don’t you lick me clean while I lick you. You know I always lick your dick clean and I love having your tongue in my pussy.” “Whoa,” he said, “you want me to lick my cum out of your pussy? I don’t think so. That’s like gay or something.”
“Larry, when I lick your cock clean, I’m also licking up my pussy juices, aren’t I?” “Yeah, I guess,” he said. “Well, does that mean I’m a lesbian because I lick pussy juice?” “Well, no, that’s different.” “How is it different,” I asked? “You know I also like to lick my sister’s pussy and her girlfriend’s pussy, but that doesn’t make me a lesbian. So how does licking your own cum make you gay? It wouldn’t make you gay even if you licked some other guy’s cum out of me.”
“Yuck, you’ve got to be kidding. It’s just different, only gay guys lick cum.” “But, Larry, you like it when I lick my pussy juice off your face after you lick my pussy, don’t you? I do that because I like the taste and I do it because I know it turns you on to think of my licking my pussy or another girl’s pussy. That does turn you on, doesn’t it? Thinking about me licking pussy?” “Hell, yeah,” Larry declared. “Two girls together is hot. Two guys together is gross.” “I guess it’s in the eye of the beholder, Larry, because most girls think guys sucking each other’s dicks is hot. I’d love to see you suck a dick. But I’m not even asking that. I just want you to lick the product of our sex. If I could lick my pussy, I’d do it.” “I’m sorry, Beth. I just can’t do that.”
Guys are such wuses. I would be willing to bet Jim wouldn’t hesitate to lick me clean, though he’s never done it. “I’ll let you off the hook on that on one condition,” I said. “And what would that be,” Larry asked? “The next time we get together with your friends, I want you to fuck me while I suck John’s dick.” ‘You what,” Larry cried? “You want me to fuck you in front of my friends? You want them to watch you get fucked?” “Sure, why not,” I replied? “You know I’m an exhibitionist and it’s not like it’s the first time someone has seen you fuck.” “What are you talking about? Who’s seen me fuck,” Larry asked. “Well, I guess I should be honest with you,” I said. “Last week when we were fucking in my bedroom, my mother was in the doorway watching. She seemed to really enjoy it because she had her hand down her pants and was going to town on her own pussy while she watched you unload your cum in my pussy.”
“Oh, Beth. I don’t believe it. That’s twice now she’s seen me having some kind of sex. She must think I’m just a big horndog or something.” “Face it Larry,” I said. “We’re both a couple of horndogs. There’s nothing wrong with that. I guess that’s why my mom said I could have friends over for sex and could do it anywhere in the house I want. Maybe she’s hoping to be able to watch sometimes. It makes me cum pretty quick when she’s watching. I really get off on it. Remember how fast you came that first time she saw you? Once you took your hands away from your dick, I bet I didn’t get in five strokes before you were shooting off a geyser of cum for my mom. I want the guys to see you fuck me. I want a dick in my pussy and a dick in my mouth at the same time. That’s called a spit roast. You guys have already been together twice jacking off over my body. What’s the big deal if you stick your dick in my pussy in front of them? Will you do it for me, Larry? Please?”
“Okay, Beth, I’ll do it. I think it’s weird, but I’ll do it. I know you’d fuck in front of a whole audience in a theater if you could, so I shouldn’t be surprised. And I know you’re trying to experience as many sexual things as possible so I get you wanting the spit roast. Maybe you can have all four dicks at once by giving Matt and Bill hand jobs while John and I spit roast you.” “Ooh, now you’re thinking for me, Larry,” I said. “I like that idea.”
Mom was disappointed that she got home after Larry left. But we took care of her disappointment by letting her lick Larry’s spunk from my pussy. I took care of mom after that, but I wished it was full of cum as well. My face was still in Mom’s pussy when my dad walked in. Damn, I didn’t hear his car so I wasn’t in position on my knees for him.
“I’m sorry, Dad. I didn’t hear your car or I’d have been in position to take care of you. Come here.” Dad came over and stood over mom and me and I undid his pants and took out his mighty weapon and went to work on it while my mom watched. It took a bit to gather enough spit around his big shaft to lube it up enough to slide down my throat. I love the feeling of the big log going down my throat. Rubbing my nose in my dad’s pubes with his cock down my throat will never get old. My mom gently rubbed my throat where she could see the bulge from my dad’s cock. Then she took his big balls in her hand and rolled them around and tugged down on his scrotum. He groaned each time. Dad loves it when I swallow a couple of times when his cock is in my throat. He says he can feel my throat ripple against his cock. Between feeling that and looking down and seeing the eyes of his youngest daughter looking back at him with her mouth full of cock starts him shooting jets of his cum down my throat. I let him get one or two shots down and then pull back and take the rest in my mouth.
When he was done cumming, I pulled my mouth off of his cock and opened my mouth to show my dad his cum on my tongue. Then I turned to my mom and gave her a big French kiss and we snowballed his cum back and forth until we each swallowed our portion. We then, turned to my dad and opened our mouths so he could see we’d swallowed all of it. For some reason, no matter how many times you do that for a guy, they never get tired of seeing it. It’s like they can’t believe a girl would do that, even after they’ve done it a dozen times.
I told my mom about Larry refusing to lick my pussy after filling it with cum. She said she wasn’t surprised as most guys don’t want to do it. The few that do realize that it doesn’t taste that bad and it turns the girl on so much, it’s worth it. I want him to do it not just because of the symbolic nature of it, but it also prolongs the session a bit. The guy shouldn’t be done just because he came and pulled out. I keep going to give him more pleasure. Why shouldn’t he? There’s just some issue with guys and cum. Maybe it’s because there are too many girls who either won’t suck cock because they don’t like the taste of cum or who spit it out after the guy cums. That makes guys think it must taste really bad so they won’t try it. I really don’t get the girls that spit it out. What does that accomplish? As soon as it goes in the mouth you taste the cum on your tongue. Spitting it out doesn’t get rid of the taste so why not just swallow it? I don’t get it. Mom brought up a good point I hadn’t realized. Larry doesn’t kiss me after I suck his dick either. Of course, that’s so he doesn’t taste any cum. I can’t recall whether Jim has kissed me after I swallow his cum. I’ll have to try that out next time I’m with him.
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