Cumwich

”Wait... what?” I asked, feeling dazed.

She giggled.

”I got ya. I totally did. You should see your face!” she smirked enthusiastically.

Umm...

What was this?

A prank? But... It was real? I mean my cum was still covering the table. It even landed on some of the bread.

Maddy even wiped her own cum-filled palm on the edge of the table.

She jerked me off? For... a prank?

...oh. Right. Her trait. The one where she would surprise me with sexual pranks.

Fucking Hell. Why did she have to make it so convincing? I mean getting jerked off by her was great, but... That was almost something... else.

”Yeah, wow. You totally did,” I muttered.

”Hey, it’s only a proper payback for what you made me do on Saturday!”

The payback for making her jerk me off... Was her jerking me off?

Hey, if she was fine with that logic, so was I. She was still giggling cutely.

I zipped up with an awkward smile. There was still the matter of the ”operation” to take care of.

”Speaking of pranks... I need your help with something.”

”...What?” she asked, a bit guardedly.

”There’s this workfriend... I’ve been gearing her up for an ultimate prank for a week. It’s going to happen tonight, but I need your help with it.”

”Okay, sounds awesome, but what does it have to do with me?”

”I need Lori Rodriguez for it.”

I explained what I needed her to do tonight. It wasn’t that complicated or hard, so I wasn’t surprised when she agreed.

”Yeah, what the heck. Let’s do it. Just as long as we don’t scare her too badly.”

I nodded. I guess it all depended on what you meant by ”scaring”.

”Hey, wait. Is this the reason? The reason why you wanted me to play that agent all those days? Was she listening in or something?”

”Or something.”

”Oh, okay. Whew. I thought you... Well, it was some kink or something...”

”You mean in the same way you have a fetish about my cum?”

Her smile stopped there. ”Excuse me?”

”Oh please. You cum every time you taste it. You love the taste, don’t you?”

She blushed hard. ”That’s- stupid! No!”

”Really? Then you won’t mind if I wipe all this cum away from the table, and throw it away?”

”Of course not!! Please, remove your... stuff! The prank is over already!”

I nodded, and picked up a paper towel. The moment the towel touched the first, big glob on the table, she reacted.

”I mean, obviously, you don’t have to do that. I caused this. I can... clean it later,” she said, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. It wasn’t working.

I just grinned knowingly, and she blushed more.

I dropped the paper towel. I turned my eyes toward the one slice of bread with cum still dripping from it.

”Maybe you wanna prove me?”

”Pr-prove what?”

”Throw away that piece of bread.”

She looked at the cum-covered piece of bread. She scoffed, as if doing that was nothing to her. She picked up the piece with strange carefulness, making sure the cum wouldn’t drip anywhere else. Then she just stared at it for a while.

”Hey, why don’t you smear it here first? You can get rid of more stuff that way.”

”...Y-yeah, you’re right...”

She dragged the bread across the big glob of cum on the table. Three times in fact. Making sure a lot of the stuff would be sticking into it.

Now it was a true cumwich. She was supposed to throw it away, but she just stared at it.

Hungrily.

”Maddy?”

”Um.. Huh?” she asked as if waking from a daydream.

”Looks good, doesn’t it?”

”Wh-what? Eww... no.”

”That’s my thick, meaty cum on it. I bet that would be quite a delicious meal, right?”

”Shut up.”

”Just think about it. All that nice, sticky stuff, getting caught in your teeth...”

”Jack! That’s- disgusting. I’m a lifelong lesbian, even the thought of your thick, tangy sperm in my mouth...” she drifted off a little bit. I guess she remembering the flavor on her tongue.

”Maddy. Eat it.” I said in a demanding tone.

”No!”

”You know you want to.” I said while giving her a cold, uncompromising glare.

Our staring contest didn’t last long. Maddy’s eyes began fluttering all over the place after five seconds, specially onto the delicious bread on her hand.

She sighed, and opened her mouth. (MADELEINE: +3SP) (+58SP)

She brought the bread tentatively close to her mouth.

She sniffed it first, still unsure about what she was going to do. But I could see the smell was overflowing her senses, making the decision for her.

Then, ever-so-carefully, the bread landed on her tongue.

She was breathing a bit harder. A small strand of saliva dropped from her mouth.

Oh yes. She was developing quite the taste now.

I leaned in closer to her ear.

”Bite,” I whispered.

Her teeth came down with a crunch. (MADELEINE: +1SP) (+59SP)

Now my cum was mixing in her mouth again, as a healthy choice for a breadtopping. Little by little, the crunches became fewer and fewer... as Maddy got that far-away look into her eyes...

She grabbed the edge of the table as she moaned.

”That good, huh?” I teased her.

”Shut uuuuuAAAAAAh aaah aaaaaaaah OUAH!”

She held on tightly to the table she pushed her pelvis back and front several times. If it wasn’t obvious before, it was obvious now. Something was flowing out of her with the mach speed of 100 or whatever is a high mach speed.

After three intense thrusts against the poor kitchen table, she laid her head down on it, breathing like she had just finished a marathon.

I could hear a small drip from her pantleg.

”You know what? You’ve convinced me, Maddy. I guess the taste of my cum doesn’t make you cum.”

She didn’t answer me back, just laid on the table.

I leaned in, and whispered into her ear.

”Kinda makes you reconsider this whole lesbian thing, huh?”

”Sh-shut up... there’s... just... something wrong... with my... body...”

”No, that’s just called heterosexuality. Either that or... you’re just Jack-sexual.”

”I... LOVE.... Michelle!” she said as she quickly turned her head. She was pouting a bit.

Her sexy, pouty face... All I wanted to do was kiss it and truly make her mine. But she could get really angry from that. And I needed her help tonight.

After that, I don’t know if I could hold back anymore.

I gave her forehead a kiss. She shirked a little bit, but accepted it.

”You’re right. I’m sure the way you two lesbians make each other cum day after day... I couldn’t compete with that. I guess it’s better if we stay friends and you stop eating my cum.”

Maddy didn’t have a response for that. This time I really did take a paper towel and wiped the table clean of my ejaculations. She watched me do it with sadness in her eyes. She clearly wanted to stop me, but it would have been too humiliating to say it out loud. After the cleaning, I patted her head a couple of times and left the apartment without saying another word.

I actually didn’t come here to play around with her, just to set up her for tonight. But this was a nice side-dish anyhow.

As I jumped back into my vehicle, I checked the clock. Oh yeah, I still had plenty of time before that 1 PM meeting.

Better go check on Michelle and Janice.

I had visited Janice’s apartment too many times in the past.

I hated every single one of those times. It always meant that Michelle and Janice would just get drunk together, while I was **** to make chit-chat with whatever boytoy Janice had picked up that week.

She really wasn’t into long-term relationships, and our ”couples’ dates” were a fucking joke. But I complied.

I didn’t have a single good memory of this place.

Hopefully that would change soon.

I knocked on the door. The house wasn’t that opulent-looking, but she always talked about moving to a new place after her gym business really got rolling.

Which could be soon now, I guess.

Janice opened the door. This was the first time in a while I saw her without her exercise outfits. She had on a white tie front rouched bust crop top and some blue jeans. It left her midriff deliciously bare.

There was nothing delicious about that expression though. It was just pure disgust.

”What the Hell do you want?”

A nice greeting there.

”Um, could I see Michelle?”

She scoffed.

”Fuck off.”

She nearly slammed the door on my face, but I managed to get my foot in the door.

”Do you want me to break your leg? Cause I fucking will.”

She was definitely angrier than the last time I saw her. I think I could safely assume Michelle had spilled some beans about my previous rendezvous with her.

So... I sort of needed to get in. This could snowball into real trouble.

Janice was about to stomp on my foot.

Think fast, Jack.

”I need to speak to her, this is an emergency!”

”Bullshit. Tell it to me first.”

Um...

”Maddy’s gone missing!”

”...what?” came a reply from somewhere deeper in the house.

It was Michelle. She soon ran into the hallway.

”Maddy’s missing? Really?” Michelle was looking as sexy as always in her pinkish shirt dress and shorts.

I nodded furiously. ”Please, I need to tell you what has happened! I found her note!”

Michelle looked at Janice pleadingly. Janice sighed, and opened the door for me.

I took a few steps in, and when I was safely inside, next to Michelle...

”Okay I lied. I just needed to get in and talk to you.”

Janice practically growled like a feral animal. Michelle’s worried expression turned into one of frustration.

”Ugh! Fine! Speak, fast.”

I glanced at Janice. ”With her in the room?”

“Oh please!” Janice suddenly shouted. “Do you think we don’t talk? I know everything already, asshole.”

So... Michelle told her everything? I wonder how she characterized it? Jack caused me to orgasm eight times? Jack **** me to orgasm eight times? There was no natural way of telling that story.

”Okay, well, what happened between us... You know, with you cumming eight times just from my touch...” I wanted to say it out loud. I needed to see Janice’s expression.

She was shocked beyond belief. ”EXCUSE ME?!”

Michelle’s face dropped in embarrassment.

Apparently… She hadn’t told that part to her.

I quickly finished my sentence. ”I just hope you’re not angry with me anymore. After all, I just tried my best roleplaying the situation. I didn’t know you would enjoy it that much.”

Michelle’s face was red with anger. And humiliation.

I probably just made things worse.

Janice stepped up to us.

”What the fuck you’re talking about, you little insect? She said that you just spanked her so hard she passed out! I’ve been trying to make her file a police complaint for the last two days!”

Oh, was that it?

Michelle looked down to the floor, her face so red she was practically changing skin color.

Janice saw that too. Apparently there was some truth to my words.

What should I do next? Tell them about the fact that every single spank from me caused her to wet the sofa?

Or...

Wait, I never cancelled that suggestion, did I?

It was probably still in effect...

”Yeah. Like this.”

I gave Michelle’s behind a quick spank.