Chapter 24: Head to Head

Leah was weighing her options. I mean, there had to be a line somewhere, right? Drinking her own milk was one thing (one really, really awesome thing), but this was different.

But, it wasn't impossible. When last she measured, Leah was fucking hung, and it probably got even bigger since. Plus she did yoga pretty regularly, or rather, she did prior to this month. She was a flexible girl. Maybe if she really stretched, she could just....

"OH MY GOD, WHAT AM I THINKING!?" Leah screamed at herself. "The whole point was not to touch myself, and here I am thinking about sucking myself off!"

True, what her body was craving directly opposed her goal. But that was only if she came, right? What about taste? Her breast milk was good, why wouldn't this?

"It's my precum. Why do I want to taste my precum? What's wrong with me?"

Leah's mind was a jumbled mess, clouded by raging hormones and intrusive thoughts she just couldn't wrangle.

"Maybe.... maybe a quick taste. But that's it!"

She plopped her butt down on the floor, making sure not to accidentally squash her bloated, sensitive balls in the process. Her cock stood at full attention. Beads of clear fluid welled up at her tip.

"Just a taste." she said, arching herself. "Just a taste. Just a taste. Just a taste."

She inhaled, taking in the smell of her penis. Apprehension was gone, she was going to do this.

Leah's mouth formed an O-shaped ring and enclosed around the head of her beast. With her tongue, she scraped a glob of pre into her mouth, then let out a muffled yelp at the warm, wet touch.

She released herself and reeled back, allowing her back and stomach to relax. Doing so, she was given the chance to really absorb the flavor of her juice.

"Wow. Sweeter than I thought, even more than my milk. Like liquid candy." she mused.

Once more, she took the plunge, trying to suck off more and more pre. And as she sucked and slurped, she could feel the pressure mounting. More and more love juice coated her lips until Leah threw herself back in a panic.

"NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOO!" she shouted. One of her hands grabbed her cockhead in a **** grip, desperately holding everything shut. Leah winced in pain, both from the tightness of her hand, and the tension in her balls from being unable to release. Eventually, numbness took hold over her crotch, and she slowly released her phallus.

"Fuck! That was too close." She had narrowly avoided reaching orgasm.

"I knew it! I fuckin' knew it! I shouldn't be doing this!" Leah declared, giving up on obtaining more of her special slime.

She cleaned herself up, strapped a fresh, magnum condom over her angry, red penis, and went to the kitchen to find a distraction. There, she poured herself a glass of milk, albeit the normal kind. As she chugged, she could feel something odd; a bit of unexpected sweetness. Removing her lips from the glass, she licked them and realized that some of the precum still clung around her mouth. Leah paused, pondering the flavor combination.

"Hm. Milk and pre.... not bad."