In my mouth!

No evasions, I want to achieve the feeling of winning in my mouth.

His body shakes a underneath me and he thrusts forward hard and the end of his cock explodes in my mouth. It is a salty and creamy flood. It is like a salty musky tapioca pudding. It has happened and in my mouth. I have penis breath, cum breath. Back before my wish, girls used to joke about others that way. Only the most disgusting sluts would let a boy put his penis in her mouth. Now that is me. What do girls say in this post-wish world in this popular slut world?

His cock deflates and drops out of my mouth as I hold his cum, as I truly experience his cum. He is limp, supine, breathing hard and falling asleep. Slowly I swallow him thinking of his cum has a precious oyster. Jack’s cum is in my belly; it is part of me. Jack’s nutriment will become part of my body and always be a part of me.

My jaw aches. I need more practise if I am going to continue blowing big guys.

I notice that the door to my bedroom is still open. Neither Mike nor Mother thought to close it. I have been putting my new sluttishness on display. I know that I wished to be a slut and that being a slut was not a disgrace, just popularity. Just maybe I should shut the door. Of course that is like locking the barn door after the virgin-horse was stolen.