Weirdly for Sara

When the time for Nicole's birthday party arrived, Sara got up from her desk. She could not shake the visions of ejaculating cocks from her mind, and swore she could taste semen, a taste she rarely ever had, and even then from her college days when she would go down on boys during foreplay, and they would prematurely cum in her mouth, even though she told them not to. She walked into break room.

"There's my cum whore," Nicole said to her.

"What did you call me?!?" said a furious Sara.

"I just called you my mentor. Why, what's wrong?" asked a scared looking Nicole.

Sara blinked a few times and lightly shook her head. "I'm sorry, I just thought you said...."

"Said what?" asked Nicole.

"Um, nothing," said Sara. Why can't I get semen off my brain! she screamed inside her head.

Chuck came over and handed Sara a paper plate with a slice of white birthday cake. It was a two layer cake with creamy white icing oozing from the two layers.

"Here's your cake," he said. "It's great. That's cum batter!"

"It's what?" asked Sara.

"I said it's 'some batter.'"

"Ugh, I don't know what's up with my hearing today," said Sara. She found herself looking down at Chuck who after handing her the plate put his hands in his front pockets and was stretching out the front of his pants, showing a slight bulge in his pants. She wondered what his cum tasted like before clamping her eyes shut, taking a deep breath, then opening them and taking the fork off the plate and taking a bite of cake.

Sara loved the cake. The icing was not the normal frosting, but was creamy and smooth. She thought it tasted a bit like semen, but tried to ignore the thought as just her mind was somehow preoccupied with tasting cum all day. She took another bite. It was heavenly.