Filthy Flash Fiction #8 Cum Guzzler

I can place the moment where it all started. My love of it.

I was having sex with this guy in college. He was a couple of years older than me, and we had met at a party and kept each other’s number and just fuck each other wild on occasion. Usually it was when the other one was really drunk. This time I was the drunk one.

I went to his house and we were quiet as I walked past his roommates door and when we got into the room I dropped to my knees and tugged at his basketball shorts and stuck his cock in my mouth and when his pre-cum came shooting out I felt his warmth coat my tongue and I saw his face change and that’s about the start of me loving having cum in my mouth and swallowing it.

Not too long after that we were on his bed and he had my knees pinned into my chest and he was railing me as I thought up all kinds of filthy, dirty shit that was popping up in my head. That’s when I told him. I told him that I wanted him to come directly into my mouth. He looked into my eyes and made an expression that I would never forget. It was shock and ecstasy. He placed his head right at my lips and took his shaft with two fingers and his thumb and he stroked himself until a warm and wet stream came flooding into my mouth. He placed his hand into my hair and he watched as I swallowed it down. When he was done, I kissed it and rubbed it against my face and he shivered and I realized that at that moment I was powerful.

The other day, my husband and I were also fucking. He was on top of me as well, but behind me, riding me and having his staff rub my special spot just the right way. I started telling him the same thing. I wanted him to come in my mouth. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted him to make a big mess on my face or fill my mouth so much that it spilled out. He grunted and got off me and placed himself on the side of the bed and fed me like he had done so many times before. He would always place his head right on my tongue and he would jerk and his cock would rub against my wetness over and over until I felt the warmth and the messiness and I felt the power flowing through me again.

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Filthy Flash Fiction #7: The Sperm Donor

Molly was standing behind the desk, filing her nails and waiting for new donors to come in when she saw Nancy come running around the corner.

“Molly, hurry! Come quick! It’s an emergency!”

Molly moved as quick as her heels would allow around the counter and into the hall. She followed Nancy to one of the rooms. Nancy put her hand on the doorknob and turned to Molly. Her face had an expression of sadness and fear.

“We have a donor in there who needs all the help we can get,” Nancy said.

“Why?” Molly said.

“We just can’t get him to come. No matter WHAT we do!”

Molly pushed open the door and saw them all in the room. Mary and Judy were both jerking him off, and Nancy had her hands on his balls, rubbing them in a circular motion. The man had a sullen look on his face, and when he saw Molly, he shrugged at her and shot her an anxious look.

“I don’t know what’s wrong,” the man said. “These girls are wonderful, but I’m just backed up.”

Molly reached up and fixed her nursing cap and then rolled up her sleeves. She pushed past the three of them and grabbed the cup that was on the bed next to him.

“Don’t worry girls,” Molly said, “I haven’t met a cock I haven’t been able to get off yet.”

Molly grabbed him by the base and rubbed his scrotum gently before taking him in her mouth. She took him as far down as she could. He was inserted deep into her throat and he let out a small gasp as he felt the new sensation of Molly deepthroating him.

“Whoa, that feels amazing.”

Molly looked up and smiled at him while she continued on. The others looked on and took mental notes. The man started to groan and lean backwards, and that is when Molly started going faster and faster down his shaft. She was swallowing him whole and then spitting him out and it was happening over and over again as fast as she could stand.

“Uh,” the man spit out, “that feels really… Good… Just keep…”

Molly kept at the same speed. She felt him getting close. The three others observed with wonder. What they couldn’t do for a half hour, Molly was able to accomplish within minutes. It only took a couple more seconds. The man came, and Molly pulled him out and sprayed herself in the face, on her chest, in her hair and cap. She cursed when the last of it came dripping down the side of his shaft.

“Dammit,” she muttered. “Didn’t get the cup under him in time… I guess we’ll just have to go again.”

She placed him in her mouth and started again. The man’s eyes crossed and the three watched on, observing Molly’s technique as she worked.

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Filthy Flash Fiction #6: Shut Up and Let Me Use Your Cock

He thought he was going to come over to fuck me… But I showed him.

The moment his cock was free, I started jamming it down my throat. He made this face and I knew he was mine. I slid him down further and further until his pubes started tickling my nose and you know what I did? I just pressed further…

That’s when I realized it. I had him! He was mine! I smiled at him while I took him all the way down my throat one more time and then my tongue lashed at his balls and my hands rubbed what I couldn’t lick. He let out this whimper… Ha! He slid out of my throat, slow and steady and he looked at me, wondering what would happen next.

I make his cock disappear again. It’s my best magic trick. Not one inch is left exposed. He started whimpering again and I pulled him all the way out and began to give him instructions.

“Get on the floor. Hold your cock still. I’m going to fuck you now. I’m wet and horny.”

He nodded and laid down on the floor. I attempted to ride him but he kept moving. I scolded him and told him to hold it still.

“Hurry up,” I said. “I need dick. Just hold it up.”

He did as he was told and when it was upright, I slid down and felt him inside of me. I then started bucking my hips and moving all of my attention on his head. I’m was milking him. He was going to come inside of me, right then, because I wanted him to.

He started to wiggle under me, and I reach down, grab him by the throat, and tell him to hold still. He froze and then I could feel him, pumping inside of me. He came deep within me, and I looked into his eyes and grinned from ear to ear until I felt the last of it.

After I was done, I told him to get up, get dressed, and get the fuck out of there. I had work the next day.

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