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Cum addiction story from Goatee's blog

She was on her knees. Normally she didn't like cum. She was disgusted by all body fluids, actually. As a good sub she had learned to tolerate cum, to accept it, although she prefered to go without. But she wasn't herself right now. The last conscious memory she had was when her Master asked her to lay down on  the couch, because he wanted to try something. And now, she could hardly think at all. Her mind was ditzy, bubbly, her eyes half-closed and rolling back. She didn't need to think, she just needed to sit there, on her knees, and convince her Master to gift her his seed. "Please Sir..." she mumbled "please can I have your..." just the mere thought of the word made her pussy tingle, "c-cum?" A wave of please went through her.


With her dazed look she saw her Master taking out his cock. She marveled at the glistening drop of precum that had oozed from the tip. She wanted it. No, she craved it, needed it. "Beg me to suck my cock.", her Master told her with a Stern voice. She knew what she had to do and placed her forehead on the ground, in front of his feet, with her hands next to her head and her hips arched backwards. "Please Sir?" She asked in her most humble voice, "Please can I suck your cock? I'll be your best cocksucker, please Sir?" She felt how he pulled her up by her collar. She looked around dizzy and disoriented. She felt his hand moving up, grabbing her hair and the thumb of his other hand opening her jaw. She couldn't resist, not a fiber in her would even come up with the thought of resisting anymore. She was molded like wax, to have nothing on her mind other than to receive her Master's cum. Her tongue rested on her bottom lip, as he slowly moved his dick into her mouth. 


She immediately felt intense pleasure deriving from this sensation. Wave after wave of horniness rushed through her body, while euforic joy battled with the sense of everything finally falling into place, as she was suckling on his dickhead. But one thought ruled them all: "More. More! More!!" She started moving her head, taking him in, with a lust normally reserved for starving people taking in their first meal in days. She was zoned out, focused solely on his cock, fucking her own face fiercely and enjoying every inch gliding into her throat. She needed to make him cum, that was all that mattered now.


She overcame with a sense of pride when she felt his balls tightening, his urethra preparing itsself; this was it. Suddenly she was pulled back by her hair. She opened her mouth wide, as her Master came, grunting. 


Every time before this day, when a guy came on her face, she had ran to the bathroom to wash it off in disgust. Today was not such a day. She welcomed his cum on her face like as if it was the first rain after a long period of drought. As soon as his cum touched her tongue, an orgasme hit her like a bucket of water being dropped on her. The pleasure became so intense, so overwhelming, that she nearly blacked out. She lay on the ground, her whole body pulsating, as she ran her tongue over her lips, trying to take in as much cum as possible. After an orgasm that felt like an eternity, she crawled towards his feet, trembling and later her head on his leather shoes. She was exhausted. "Thank you for using me Sir.", she spoke softly.


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By Goatee
Added Dec 21 '17

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