No Way

You stare at her dumbly for a few moments. Is she really coming on so strongly after what you'd done? Then, as you take in that smell, it dawns on you. The thing you long for... It's the cum dripping from her pussy. The dirty sweetness filling the air has ensnared your mind like an addiction. A longing to consume it fills you with an almost physiological need. If you were standing you'd have collapsed as your body goes weak.

Your eyes begin to glaze, and your jaw hangs open dumbly, yet something in the back of your mind snaps you back to.

"Wait, NO!" You nearly tumble back over the side of the couch as you push yourself back and out of her grasp. Erica feigns surprise as she gazes on innocently.

"What's the matter?" She titters. "Aren't you hungry?"

"You changed me!" You snap at her.

She seems unfazed and looks at you both inquisitively and alluringly, "Ohh~?"

She rises to her knees on the couch and begins to caress her pussy. Through the the black fabric of her tights, you see her middle two fingers glide forward and back. The small damp spot in her crotch begins to grow, and another wave of that scent washes over you.

"Turnabouts fair play, now relax and enjoy it," she teases.

She leans back, parts her legs, and folds down the waistband of her tights. Her fingers never stop their rhythmic motion, and after looking down at her pussy, she flashes a smirk and flutters her eyes back up at you.

You block the sensation from your mind... as best as you can, and obstinately resist.

"I-I won't eat cum," you stammer, "I'm a guy."

She coos. "We can fix that."

"What?" You raise an eyebrow at her response, then with realization shout, "Wait!"