Her first offical payment
 

When she came out of the bathroom she had on the low cut bra and briefs and then quickly put on a pair of tight jeans that showed off her great arse. I was still naked and had just been to the bureau to get my wallet. From within it I got out a roll of the dirtiest lowest denomination notes that I had . Knowing this was the correct amount for her room on the next night, I threw the notes onto the bed in front of her. I told her that this was for her time and would cover the hotel on the way back. She didn’t pick it up immediately and said nothing as she figured out that if she picked it up we were making our arrangement official. I then silently waited by the bathroom door and looked at her standing in just a low cut bra and jeans until she picked up her money and accepted her fate. I then told her it was over and I turned my back, walked into the bathroom and closed the door on a prostitute.

Paying her on the street corner
 

I returned to the bed and lay there with very little on whilst I watched my escort go round the room collecting all her things together for the best part of the next hour . Then to my amazement the little prick tease asked for more money , saying that she needed a meal too. ( the flight and hotel already had them provided)

I just wanted this tart out of my life, so we walked via the cashpoint to the car. Standing very close behind me in her low cut red top she saw how much I had withdrawn. I thought this only fair that she saw what I had taken from the till as I could clearly see what was down her top too!). She keenly accepted half of the money that I now had.in my hand and we silently walked to the car and I threw her bag in the back and got in.
It was with absolute disbelief that I then turned and saw that she was still standing on the street corner and hadn't opened her door. She was refusing to get into the car. I lowered the window and asked what the problem was, to reply she had to bend forward in her loose red top, exposing the sexy open balcony bra she had on underneath . She was demanding more money for duty free now.

It was only mid afternoon and the sun was still high and people were walking about doing their shopping, however time was ticking on for the evening flight and there really wasn’t enough time to take her back to the room for a blow job. I knew she only wanted a few bars of chocolate so got out a small note and saw her smiling when she realised I had some money in my hand.

The flash of her bra (cleavage ahoy! but no nipples) inspired me so I got out of the car and round to the street corner where she was standing. I opened up the note and she held out her hand to take this, however I didn't want it dropped . I could have slipped the note into the back of her jeans and fondled her arse one last time, however I opted to bring my hand to the opening at the front of her top. I then push down and slipped my fingers into the gap between the cups of her bra. In the middle of the high street, in broad daylight, first one and then the other nipple I slowly rubbed with my fingers. Toying with her until they became hard I finally left her payment in the bra for her to pick out. Opening the car door, I firmly slapped her arse and told her to get in.

On the way to the airport she complained that all I did was talk about sex and she asked how many women I had slept with. I didn’t know the exact answer and was intrigued and inspired , so it is partially because of my tarty escort N20 that I write these blogs.

Perhaps she was not experienced enough to be a true hooker as a genuine “lady of the night” would have taken the generous offer of a week’s salary I had made her in the week. She could have taken this and allowed me full penetration her rather than kill the golden goose. All that said she was certainly of that persuasion and very happy to take a great deal from me only in exchange for “her time” as I pursued the glories of her delightfully tasty pussy and left my cum all over her silky smooth body.

What she did n't know
 

After our contrasting reactions to my yummy cummy during our Stock break I was determined that she should be gifted more of this . As she was very demanding about me giving her massages, I thought this would be the perfect way to go about creaming her fair skin. You see she was very poor and I would bring her many gifts including the massage oil to rub into her back.

For someone who wore some amazing short and tight dresses which flattered her amazing body she didn’t like her picture taken. However she had let me take a few of her including some oops up skirt shots. So in the 6 week break between our visits I would furiously pump away to these pictures, freeze my cum and then the day before I flew to visit I would upfreeze and package,
Now collecting samples wasn’t something new, I had to do this as part of my snip procedure when I was doing M14 so had a small supply in the freezer which I managed to slip into a few cups of coffee that JH@PA and M14 had when they popped in for a chat.

The samples of goo that I had collected I would mix 50:50 with moisturiser and I would tip into a normal shop bought container so that would not arose suspicion. The remainder of the discharge that I had, was mixed again with moisturiser and put into a small unlabelled bottle and taken along just in case. Of course with limits on liquids that could be taken on a plane , there were limits but I believe that there was sufficient for her pure white skin.

The consistency of the massage oil wasn’t quiet right, it had a very mild cum smell and was a little runnier than normal rehydration cream, but I don’t think she really knew my secret ingredient. I would watch her take the “cream” bottle, gentle squeeze its head and extruded some of the white gloopy substance that came forth on to her hand. This she then rubbed into her face on many occasions over our two remaining holidays. What a delight to watch her rubbing my love juices into her face.

The only time I thought she may have twigged was when I in the process of giving her a full massage. She was laying on the bed face down , topless and with some black bikini style pants on. I started to rub her upper body , arms and back. She was relaxed and so I also generously rubbed some of the bottles contents around her neck and pushed my hands around so that the long hair at the base of her neck also became covered in the “oil”.
As it was about half way through the week , I was starting to run low on my first bottle of moisturiser and didn’t want to continue , however she was very instance that I give her the full treatment so I had to start rubbing the remainder of the first bottle into her legs all the way from the soles of her feet up to her black panties. She wanted her arse checks rubbed and so she pushed the panty fabric up her crack to make a thong.
My first moisturiser bottle was now empty and as she wanted her rump doing I grabbed the more suspicious bottle from under the bed whilst her head and face were buried deep in the pillow. As the second bottle had an open neck rather than a squeezie top , in my haste I managed to spill some onto the bedsheets before I got it on to my hands. (This small spillage I noticed the next day did look like a cum stain on the sheets).
Anyway with my cum filled hands ready to massage her arse I enthusiastically rubbed her checks pushing her panties out of the way, driving my hands under them and on occasions fingering her arse and pussy. As the constancy of the special rub was more watery rather than oil based, The material of her knickers did not repel the “cream” but rather her underwear got progressively damper to the point where it became wet and she decided to take them off as I had now “damaged them”.
Totally naked and not wishing to leave evidence around, I emptied the remains of my bottle into my palms and started to rub them between the very tops of her legs. As her arse was slightly raised I could easily push my premoistened finger well up inside her and fingered her tight slit thoroughly. Satisfied that I finally had my cum inside her.

If she had not been so joyfully happy about the orgasmic fingering I had just given her, she might have questioned more fully the funny stains on the bed or the sodden panties that I “had damaged” and now lay damp on the floor next to my suspicious unlabelled bottle.

But she didn’t really notice the evidence as she was happy and lay exhausted on the bed
.
All my moisture supplies for the week were gone and I would have to buy proper stuff, but I was satisfied that 20-30 loads from my tool had covered N20 from head to toe. Ironically for someone would didn’t want a cock up her my cum was massaged deep up her pussy with my special moisturiser.

A return to near normality with B21
 

It was a hot summer over the month or so that I dated B21 but no matter how many showers you have before meeting up, my tool was never quiet clean enough for her and had the essence of the day about it.

And so she suggested we shower together before hand. On this occasions the cubicle was small but there was enough room for us to stand and gently lather each other up. I was more keen on a more general wash of her small breasts and massage of her back and thighs before a good fingering to lubricate what was always a very dry slit. She had other plans and got down to business by placing both soaped up hands around my cock and its head and working it until it was a good size for her. Whilst in the there I then lifted up her small light frame and placed her against the wall. He thighs wrapped around my hips. The foamy sanitised dick easily entered her soapy “mini” as I thrust inside her wet suspended body. She was a woman that was normally so quiet and passive in bed who I could place in any position. However I think the tight space in the shower unit was too restrictive for her and she wished to be released from the cold tiles that my cock had pinned her to. She may however wanted my cum in another hole

Quickly towelling off we moved to the bed and lying on my back with lying across my stomach, with her head facing away from me she would gaze at my cock as it throbbed in her petite hand. Always precise and technical she gently ran her hand up and down my steam. As I caressed her ears I could see her licking the top of my tool and around and under the rim of its crest. Occasionally she would put the whole head in her mouth and suck . Her hand still working my length at the same pace as previously, her palm did not cease in its slow metronomic tempo. There was little passion or urge from her to speed up her sweeping movements of my weapon, nor did she deep throat me. Her slow mechanical methodological movements were just geared up to receive my gift in her mouth. When I did finally cum and discharge between her lips , there was very little noise from her as my whole body trembled below her . She just swallowed my gift and repeated her robotic routine until she returned me to crisis point once more a few minutes later .

There was no need for tissues as she had clearly swallowed all I gave. Additionally there were no comments as to its taste she just then lay there next to me . Holding my naked torso she then said it was nice just to hold me close to her.

She clearly liked cum as I had the pleasure of giving her a facial the following week. I was a little clumsy with my aim as some of my gooey droplets did indeed land on her dark thin erupting nipples which had extended forward to their firm hard length. Most of my discharge did though stay on her face and a particularly large spot had landed between her lips on her white smiling teeth, that she grinned at me on completion of me fulfilling my facial.

Ironically this face of pleasure was the last time that she were to experience my love essence. Although I believe she did want to give me pleasure I think her age meant that she really did not have the urge that I had for intercourse and her slot was often very dry. She did deliver the goods but there was little passion from her silent mechanical and robotic ways

Sowing the seeds of doubt on another cum hater
 

About 9 months later I met R22. Now she a chubster large lady , who really was not a looker , but did have a totally shaved womanly area, so perhaps this is why I stuck with her for a while.. She was also quiet keen to grab my cock and if prompted to do so would give a reasonably good suck to get me really hard . There wasn’t that much sucking of the balls but she would go down along way on my rod. Surprisingly she was rather skilled at giving a BJ as she would annoyingly and very quickly withdraw at the slightest pulsating of my hard rooted tool as I approached climax. Even if I were to hold her head down there as I played with her shoulder length hair she would wiggle about a bit and her lips would release their tight grip on my raging venomous cock. It was no surprise that I would always spill my hot load on to my own belly or if I was luck some might have the misfortune to fall of to her hand and be quickly wiped off with a small amount of distain.

I would have to wipe the mess of my own belly which was in contrast to J18 who would get a tissue and gently dry me off if she didn’t wish to lick it off me. It would appear that R22 was another cum hater like N20 but to a lesser extent.

Suspicions confirmed with a lukewarm reception to a pearl necklace gift
 

On the first few sessions I thought that it was coincidence that she would withdraw, so asked if she would spit or swallow. Without any hesitation the immediate answer back was that she would absolutely spit it out every time, she just didn’t like the consistency or its salty taste, so here was a challenge for me . ( that is if I could put up with her ugly blubbery mass for too long)

Now as a big lady she was difficult to get close in between her legs and then up inside her so I had to be really really hard to stand much chance of staying inside her and cumming inside her which was really the only acceptable place where she wanted my cum to go . On the next occasion I wasn’t hard enough to stay in her for too long and she had already produced her bitter sweet fanny batter for me to taste . She appealed to me to cum and was happy if I did spill my load on her. She didn’t say where and with the light out and little chance of seeing what my fat partner was doing, I thought I would take a gamble on where my pay load would land by just spraying her upper torso. With my legs straddled across her wide topless chest she probably thought I was going to spill my love load over her globules tits , however in the dark I thought I would push my luck and try and put it on her face so edged my self higher up the bed and her frame.

Perhaps I should nt have had a sneaky OCC wank that morning as the quantity of my load was much less than would be normal. Furthermore with no reference to aim for in the dark, I was only able to drop a small quantity the sticky present on her . In the dark I heard her making some ooohs and arrrhs in protest and so went to switch the light on . My petty offering had not really hit my intended target but rather the hollow of her throat and on the upper parts of her cleavage ( so a pearl necklace which is always nice to see) . She was a little giggly but was demanding a tissue to wipe it off. I was compliant in getting one, but did take my time as I was enjoying her squirm at that fact my hot goo was over her. I slowly sponged this off her neck but retained the now damp, sperm soaked tissue in my hand so that I could brush and glaze her nipples. To which she jokingly said “You bugger!”. Like N20 and the Stock hand job incident she really didn’t want to move or let the spillage run anywhere, so froze until I had assisted in the clear up.

Her very own white moustache
 

On the night in question we watched a film but were both tired so during the night we did fool around but I did not discharge in her as I was not at my stiffest . Therefore my payload was going to be significant when I finally came

We were doing a 69 , I was on top and I had stretched her outer lips apart with me LEFT hand to show the inner lips. The middle finder of my RIGHT hand was in her and my thumb was strumming the area around and above her citreous at high speed. Not even the friction from her 2 day public stubble was going to stop her coming . Although to aid with the lubrication I did spit on my finger , when this hit het erogenous zone , she did give a great groan of excitement over this moistness suddenly wetting her flower.

She was wanking me off but I was not getting that stiff or excited . In part this might have been down to the view I was getting. Granted her lips when pushed apart di reveal a rather nice growler and lack of hair down there really did make for a great view. However her belly over and before reaching my thighs was folded by several rolls of fat and was just flabby. My strumming of her citreous was done at such a pace and was affecting the gelatinous fatty mass of her stomach and the strumming pulsated up her belly in waves. It was not a great look for me but had the affect on her and she came and they requested that I share her ecstasy by crying out

“Cum all over my body”

She hadn’t specified an area but suspected that she inferred her belly or wanted me to rub cum all in her stubbly pubic area. But I saw and opportunity and quickly said

“I want to cover your face “

She didnt utter not a word of protest so before she could change her mind, I turned around and put my legs above her shoulders my arse sitting on her 38DD boobs. Clearly she had already cum as her face had her trademark blotchy red flush colour that spread down her shoulders. A tell tail sign that her climax had temporarily weakened her and she was not going to be that mobile so didn’t really protest at my positioning or what I was about to do. She just screwed up her eyes and tightly closed her lips in anticipated disgust . As a futile tactic she also leaned her face slightly sidewise so that I would (hopfully) do the business on her cheek rather than on those more delicate and prized areas such as the lips and eyes .

I vigorously wanked over her face which was pinned between my thighs. There was no way this was missing her face this time , the light was also on and she was still in a euphoric state urging me to cum and join her in ecstasy, so I just went for it furiously rubbing my prick only inches over her face. She clearly didn’t really want it near her lips so still kept her face side on hoping that I would discharge fully on her cheek. Well the first part did go according to her plan and a small splash did go on her LEFT check , I had discharged one chamber from my weapon . But she probably thought this was over so moved her face so that it was now fully facing me. Eyes were still tightly shut but had they been open she would have been looking directly up to the ceiling.

The lips now just below the tip of my glistening but still very loaded smoking weapon Her face was still flushed in colour form her orgasm and lips were tightly sealed Not wishing to get her eyes covered she still had screwed them up tightly and really hadn’t clue what was going on or how close above her lips the end of my knob hovered. She was still a little upbeat and muttered my name through sealed lips and urging me to complete soon if I hadn’t already done so . I hadn’t fished and so dropped a much larger quantity on her lips . A little hit her upper lip, but most stayed in the hollow between her noise and the top of her upper lip. He face was screwed up so much that this only made the cleft in which my spunk sat more secure. My gift now sat there like a white sausage moustache around 3cm long and 0.5 wide. To me it looked priceless , to her the fun had stopped, the oohing and arghing had gone and she was totally motionless issuing a muttered demanded for a tissue from those screwed up lips of hers.

Again I would get this for her but really liked this look and wanted her to endure my sperm on her for longer, so only slowly got the tissue and firstly wiped the quantity that had spilled on her LEFT check and a small amount on her right check that had over flowed from the reservoir of her cleft that was between her upper lip and nose .

A small amount of my gift was also around her throat and this was mopped up before I would move to her lips. I really wanted R22 ( a now proven sperm hater) to feel the pleasure of my warm load on her face.
She was going to have a shower before she left mine and went to work so I didn’t really make that much of an effort wiping her face and brush the spunk soaked cloth fully over her lips before again smeared her large breasts with the sperm infused cleaning sponge.

As she showered I thought she was not the most pleasurable or attractive woman I had ever had but there where other sperm challenges there for me. She certainly had a big enough cleavage and I had never really had a decent tit fuck before. Furthermore she desperately wanted to be fucked outside . A place where there would be no tissues easily to hand and there might be a very slim chance I could make her walkback to the car (something I nearly did with J18).

Me dumping her would be delayed……..

Had the fantasy of swinging converted her to tolerate cum?
 

I stayed with with gelatinous blob for a few more weeks as we were in the process of going on a swinging site. You must understand that this was a means for me to screw more women rather than satisfy her desire for a threesome with another man. R22 was a really horrid mass of lard that I now just fucking her whilst thinking of others that I had previously fucked or had seen just walking past me in the street. Some might describe this as a “hate fuck” and I would just drain my loins in her often whilst her head was hidden under a pillow or the bedroom light was switched off.

On one such session to get her in the mood to get ready to swing ( or me pimping her out to another man who I would request pay for the hotel room) I asked her:

"How many men you would like to be wanking over and worshiping your beautiful silky white body with their cum?".

I of course lied and called it a beautiful silky white body to get a response from her, she amazingly quickly responded and uttered

“Three”

I think she meant to include me in that number, but not wishing to be near her sweaty mass I joked that I would watch as three others wanked over her and I watched. She didn't says “No” to a session with four and perhaps her cum hatred had been tamed to one of tolerance?

To prove this on perhaps her last BJ she did taste and swallow my pre-cum. She wasn't complaining too much in utter disgust about my gift, but given that my discharge can be pretty hit or miss she didn't get a full load in her mouth. From a woman who would not taste me at the start of our relationship R22 had become a reluctant convert to my love essence .

Sadly reality caught up with fantasy and I was now seeing someone ( less fat). Old fatty had to go as I wasn't going to two time the new lady, especially as S23 had a hot tub and might like cum too!

I came for the Cougar
 

It was a hot summer that sort that makes nasty sweaty love tubes like R22 taste that bit more vile. I was glad to be in a country garden with S23 with the option of a hot tub.


Thinner than Mrs Blobby S23 was older than me by around 4 years and a successful teacher high up the career ladder, She had a large house and private garden that you would associate with the wealth accumulated from her position . It was the middle of a gloriously hot and sunny summer and after a afternoon walk and still in full sunlight we enjoyed the privacy of an early evening in her large garden..

We were moving quick as by the second date I had already groped her and sucked her tits . I was round her house by the third and we were lying in a hammock watching the sun slowly sinking. We were kissing and as it was a hot day our clothing was accordingly very loose and it was easy to dislodge the clapse of her jade bikini and work her spaghetti strapped top so that it slid off her shoulders and gave me full access to the top half of her body and her pert 34DD breasts. These she was very proud of and she would get out and tan when ever possible. They were a rich brown colour with no tide marks showing.

For her part she wanted to explore me more and eased her hand down inside my shorts and remarked as to how smooth my newly shaved balls were. Always liking the CFNM scenario I took off my T shirt and let her slide down my shorts to my ankles so that I could kick them off. Been summer I was wearing no socks and as such by date 3. I was already lying next to her naked . We were in a very narrow hammock in the middle of her garden, she had hold of my erect turgid tool, she had remarked that I was a “BIG” man and was already caressing my appendage in a very skillful manner.

I would later find out that it was only the fourth cock that she had touched and I was her largest by a considerable way. You only had to see where she grabbed my todger as she passed it into her mouth, she was was holding me near to my top end and the lower 2 inches of my 8 inch staff would not be touched even as she deep throated me. This extra length would be her bonus gift that would come into play in the months ahead but for now I just lay there as she rolled her tongue around my bell end, slapped my hard length against her tongue and welcomed the upper half of me into her wet and willing mouth.

She urged me to lie back, close my eyes, and quietly enjoy the summer sun. For an opening BJ this had to be one of the best , I was happy to lie there passively and let her discover and enjoy the 8 inches of a real man after been cruelly denied this for 36 years by her much smaller husband.
All was going so well I was ready to discharge in her mouth but then she suddenly stopped and started to fiddle with her teeth saying that there was a pube stuck in them. It was then that she dropped the huge bombshell that she

"Did not do cum in the mouth or face. It's not got a nice smell or texture."

I had another cum hater on my hands, perhaps not to the level of N20 but clearly there were some challenges that would be fun to overcome in the months ahead,

For now I was primed and ready to release my load for her. The mouth and face were out of bounds (for now) and I hadn't ventured down to her slit yet which would have been the natural alternative for a cum reservoir.

I already knew about her hysterectomy and that she was very conscious of the scar. In broad day light she was therefore not going strip down for me and let me enter her until she was more comfortable , she wanted that moment to be special.

After such a great opening gambit of a BJ and with her lying pert and topless next to me this was such a tease. To add to my misery her blue and white spotty shortie play suit was very open around the crotch area, allowing me to see the very base of her jade bikini pants and the upper most part of her smooth tanned skin.

She clearly shaved but this hardly helped my rampid weapon which I was still keen to discharge for her. Cumming on her tits would have been difficult as I would have to have sat very wide above her with one foot only just grounded on either side of her torso and the floor that was some distance below.

She understood my situation and so grabbed me again and furiously tugged at my manhood. I was starting to reach crisis point but this was a lot of effort for her in the cramped swinging bed. She dismounted the hammock and suggested that that I take over whilst she watched. I agreed to carry on and was swept up in the moment, wanking for my dear life.

A partially clothed older woman gasped and watched me as I lay totally naked in front of her feet. The last of the bright evening sun bathing my pulsating body as I jerked for her before finally exploding and my snake drained in love venom all over my quivering body.

With hind site I now feel I was used as a sex toy for this cougar's pleasure . And boy did it feel good.

She then offered to clear me up and used my hanky to sponge my glazed stomach and clean up my seed. Like in St P with N20 I managed surreptitiously wipe my wet hand against her body. She then went back to her room to freshen up and change and left me to enjoy the garden as her younger play thing

So not a total hater and with less complaints than N20, but S23 still she was not a keen fan of the love seed. I would think of ways that she might enjoy my loin juices as I smugly drove home that evening.

The first signs of cum hate
 

The signs of S23 been a cum hater were there from the start ( if I had looked rather than with hind sight) . During an early session which i stayed over, I did enjoy falling asleep inside her. Anyway in the morning she made mutterings that I'd cum in her and that there was a mess coming out when she went to the bathroom in the night. Well you to make an omelette you must break eggs and at the time I just thought it was not having a wet patch in the bed that then goes cold and understandably many just don't like.

Still I gave her the benefit of the doubt, after all id been inside her as we slept

precum means a bit cock
 

After some mutual masturbation in her bedroom we 69ed in bed. It had been a warm day and S23 (a dumpy pig faced woman) had been wearing a dress earlier on that showed off her boobs and cleavage. As my hard cock was thrusting in her moist sucking mouth and whilst I buried my tongue in her 'VAG' (as she sometimes called it ). I imaged the perfect body of N20 in a series of pretty figure hugging dresses whilst I had wined and dined two summers previous .

May be I dwelt too long on imagining my slim Russian woman in those sexy dresses or perhaps it was just that I couldn't cum on demand but S23 had sussed out that I was nearly at crisis point and that I was about to cum in her mouth.

The grip of her mouth around my cock tightened so that I could no longer thrust back and forth. Perhaps as a subliminal reaction and hatred of cum but her hold around me column was now a lot harder the soft lips had been replaced by a sharpness of her teeth and I withdrew quickly before she bit me (either by accident or planning)

Although I didn't discharge fully in her, I think she finally got a taste of my precum. Her reaction as she left the bed spoke volumes she didn't say anything but there was a little tutting.

This confirmed that cum and her did not mix and that she needed a lesson in manners by way of a face glaze.

Her "DIRTY DOG" was nearly hit
 

Whilst at my house after another session of prodding her and making her sequel with joy, I had as usual held back as I wanted to cum on her now feeble limp body. I withdrew and I hover over her naked body . My knees either side of her so as to pin her torso, she could not and was not going to move far. She could only wiggle underneath me.

As I tugged my tool above her, she was complaining and said I could 'cum on her tits if I must' she was freighted and said she would hit me if I came on her face. She put a pillow over her head so that this was not a target and then allowed me to wank furiously. An anonymous pair of tits is good cum fodder but I now wanted to see the full theatrics of this cum hater so I moved the pillow. She was going to watch me cum all over her and glaze her sacred body with jets of my hot cleansing lotion.

I tugged harder and harder and deposited a moderate amount on her average size breasts (I've had bigger and smaller, but that's for another thread). She thought the amount I'd dropped was a lot and complained about the smell before calling me a "DIRTY DOG" or something. She even jokenly said that her husband must have left her as he wanted a woman who would swallow cum. (I know where he's coming from)

But I wasn't quiet finished, I knew that there was a small reserve, still left in my cannon, I kept jerking and a few spurts went upwards and hit the well of her neck. Bingo she now had a pearl necklace, I was nearly there in hitting the primary target of her face but also nearly spent and out of ammo. With one last effort I tugged to the last and one small final dropped I manged to milk out. Perhaps due to its size it travelled further and hit her forehead above her left eyebrow. It was a small amount of jizz perhaps the size of a few grains of rice. So enough for a facial but not enough that she didn't notice this small amount higher but just focused on her freshly gifted "pearl necklace" Finally I had cum on her face and the theatre and moaning she made with it was worth it, but this was just act one of my actress GF.

She was complaining that she wanted it wiping up. I did think for a minute to use her knickers but wanted my love juices to linger on her for longer so went down stairs to get some tissues. I could hear her screaming "it's horrid" and,"hurry up".

I took my time (I even briefly looked on Facebook) and then I returned with a huge roll of kitchen towel the first thing I did was wipe the window which had built up condensation due to our earlier steamy session. These actions of mine of courses were to the accompaniment of her moaning and clearly not appreciating the tasks associated with keeping a house in good order.

Once the house keeping was completed, I then reluctantly handing her a small piece of towel whilst I retained the larger roll, I looked at her and she had a face of thunder. In an effort to help her I did consider smearing and massaging my man goo all over her breasts, but she was clearly in a hurry and wanted my love lotion off her. So I took a large bit from the roll and smudged it all up and pushed the moist kitchen towel towards her nipples. She focused in the well of her throat were she clumsily sponged up the thoughtful pearl necklace she now had

With the excess drops all gone from her breasts and neck, she now rushed down stairs and got in the shower. As she left I noticed the small bead of cum was still on her forehead and pleasingly she had not yet spotted.

The stupid cow deserved that small drop on her forehead to linger on her, call it reward for her theatrics and fuss she had made.


So unlike N20 I had not been hit but I think the threats from S23 were higher and her hatred of a man's love juices excelled my former lover

One thing she had revealed of great importance was that she had fallen out with her husband over cum and this might be the nature of my exit too.

A blindfold game
 

A week later again at my house , we played a game where I tied her up and blindfoled her. Once bound up, I licked her slot to get her aroused and moist and then her rubbed her nipples nipples until hard before fingering her now moist slot.
With her eyes closed she didn't know that whilst I was still fingering her, I had manoeuvred my naked body up the bed and then pushed my stiff cock into her mouth, I eased it in but found some resistance as though she was prempting me cumming in her mouth. I withdrew and then said I was getting something from the kitchen to spice things up. I made a noise decent downstairs and then silently returned to her and began to wank over her still body and face. She may or may not have know I was there but she started moving about so that she nearly knocked the bedside lamp over. Regretfully I had to break my silence to catch the lamp before it knocked over a glass of water and risked a power cut.

I uncovered her eyes and in a very stern voice she called this “a little creepy” and thought I had a camera with me. I just wish I could cum on demand and had that camera with me.

Later that night, I wanted to finish what I had started and tried wanking on her again and ask to cum on her face. She responded by saying “Not on my face. Honestly! Or we wont be friends ”

I asked if she would swallow me once. A very quick 'No' was the response not even once if I paid her. Apparently its the texture and taste thing. Disappointingly she is so cock sure that she hates ALL cum even though I'm only one of a mere handful of men she has sucked off . I tried to reassure her and even offered to go on a pineapple diet for a week so that she would be tasting fruity man milk.

But it would not wash, her ignorant, blinkered view was not going to change.

Rude and dismissive
 

During an afternoon in S23's bedroom I had already tongued her moist clitty to the point where she had orgasmed and now wanted to return the favour to me. She lay me on my back and then proceeded to suck and wank me for a while but I wasn't cumming. She so wanted me to cum too so suggested I continue whilst she passive sat next to me and looked on as I wanked furiously for her. Wanking for a woman is a pleasure for me and I believe the woman voyeur enjoys this sight too. I could have watched her face fixed on my cock but preferred to gaze on her stiff nipples until I were to cum. At this point she provided gasps of delight as my hot love essence spilled out over my torso and too her relief did not ht the bed linen.

She got up from beside me, hurriedly went to the ensuite and grabbed a pile of* tissues. These she did not even hand to me but rather quickly left beside me on the bed. She then walked off in a very dismissive way. She had had her fun but the disdain of spunk was clear.

Now I had had a similar experience with J18, but for my former cum queen the difference was that she loved to swallow my cum and even walked down the street with it on her face before quickly wiping her self down in the car and going to pick up the kids from Sunday school.

I had asked my former lover J18 to dismiss me as part of a spicy role play game where she came home from work went upstairs wanked me off and then as quickly left the bedroom and went out to the gym.

S23's hatred was real and by now absolute

You DIRTY DOG
 

Towards the end of our relationship, most of my time was spent travelling to S23's house at the other end of the county. She cooked for me and I got some average sex for an afternoon's drive.
It was towards the end of one such session ( our last I think just before Christmas?) where I had given her 'clitty' a heavy licking in her bedroom which gave her multiple orgasms and was described by her as "the best tonging I've ever had"
She wanted me to orgasm too as a reward for my efforts. Very unusually she was to let me cum on the small square bit of turf that her pubic rug area and was around an inch above her still throbbing love channel.

Her pubic hair was normally cut poorly and she had refused me cutting it for her. However on this occasion there was the unusual sight of a good, uniform square of pubic hair. This final cut topped her love mound and was good wank fodder.
The light patch of hair was by now a neat square 2cm in width. It wasn't such a fine thick crop as that I had cultivated for J18 for over a year and only let her trim or cut after my instructions.

That current gf's mound was not as protruding nor high and rounded a mound as her predecessor but it just raised a little and was more of a wide broad arch.

This view of S23, whilst not close to the perfection of N20 was with some furious tugging on my part just enough to excite me and so spill a surprising amount of my sweet man milk around her pubic wood.

Still in her intoxicated orgasmic mood from my earlier licking out of her 'vag', she signed with pleasure as I discharged on her for one final time.

I wanted to now rub my expulsion into her nearby moist c*nt and around her still bright red pussy lips. I wished to spread the love but unfortunately she had other ideas and wanted the mess contained and demanded that it should not be moved about but rather cleared up immediately. (what a drag)

This was my cue, I loaded onto my finger a blob of my hot white goo around the size of a penny. It was easy to collect as it glistened around her pubes and hung there like the decorations on the Christmas tree in the woman's living room.

I then proceeded to rub my harvested syrup around her still erect rosebud nipples. The pleasure I'd given her earlier and the energy she had expelled was so that she didn't immediately get up to the ensuite.

As she had not yet got off the bed I would transfer more cum so just dabbed my finger in another white blob of my love liquor . This second helping would have been the absolute minimum I could have put on my finger, which I then proceeded to bring up towards her face and rubbed it on her lips.
Her reaction was priceless given the small amount that I had put on her lips.

Disappointingly she didn't slap me like N20 once had but there were plenty of 'yuks' "that's discussing" . I was even called a "DIRTY DOG"

She immediately got up and ran to the bathroom. Her efforts to cleanse herself really were inversely proportional to the tiny amount of cum on her.
Mouth wash was immediately deployed and teeth brushed (both of which were over the top as my gift was only rubbed into her lips). She then focused on sponging her tits in full view of me (what a turn on) she then turned to the main deposit I'd gifted on her pubic area. This region she splashed down with water from the sink.

She really was a cum hater. It was fun to watch the theatrics of her disgust. If the relationship were to carry on for longer I was now determined to massage her with my cum or get her very very drunk one night and give her full facial where she would take the entire load.

Either she would live with it or it would been an amazing exit.

Sadly this was perhaps our last session, my one regret was that on the night of my birthday we were so drunk that I could have drenched her face with my cum, but then this would also have been a good opportunity to shove it up her rear hole.

Some where out there is a woman who is giving her new man a hard time over is cum, I doubt I will meet another who is so disgusted by my love gift , but if I do, they will be given a facial to calm their attitude.

That don't taste bad
 

R24 was an American, we were more fuck buddies. She was really a nice contrast to the prim and proper S23 that I was also seeing at the same time. The earlier assigned gal I might add who was a certified pathological cum hater,

We had had a hard all night session on the first time we hooked up due to me taking a V pill.
So in the morning , a time that she prefers for sex I'm still super hard and want to cum on her, paint her face or let her taste me. Cumming up a hairy slot can be seen a waste if you don't want a baby. Basically on the first session I always like to gauge the current woman's love of my prick porridge and this was her time.

I'm straddling her and ask "tits or face?". She says she doesn't mind and so elect to go higher up her torso. Some tit fucking was a given for the biggest pair of breasts I'd ever handled (38E) . Also a bit of slapping of my cock against her open mouth.
There is a lot of sucking. Trouble is I struggle to cum on demand.
I said was she ready to see what a fine feast my tool could offer. 'Yes' she replies , I'd done enough for her it was the least she could do in return for me . She didn't always let her BFs CIM but I'd clearly worked enough sexual favours to cash a reward in.
It's nice to paint a face but I elected to quickly shoved my tool in her mouth.
So I aid the flow of heartiest quenching , moisture replenishing, love juices up my pipe with one final twisting of the faucet and rapidly winding it up and down above the pink mouth receptical in the middle of her face. She's oh so thirsty and sucks the drainage end for her reward as I pulsate inside her. The drought is over for her. I know I've cum as a little glistens around the left corner of her lips is a tell tail. I push further in for her and give a little wiggle so she gets every drop before withdrawing.
After she swallows she adds that I "don't taste bad", I then recount the story where I ate vast quantities of pineapples for a week and risked a bladder infection to provide sweet fruit flavoured cum. This of course was for J18 another greedy cum guzzler who regularly adored getting intoxicated on my hot love liquor be it up one of her 3 holes or over her pale white, slender body. If only there were more with tastes like J18 or R24.


With essence of cum in her mouth I then take her back to the hotel she does the shame walk past the receptionist like a dirty stop out hoe.

She proves her Cum credentials once again
 

On the morning of our next session, I put the light on as I wasn't stiff enough and needed illumination as I half held myself to go in her. She asked if “there was anything I could do to help?” I requested that she then suck me and this was a very good idea . What followed was perhaps one of the best BJ's that I've had for a very long time. I would almost say that it is on a level with that of P19 if not better.
She looked at me with big cow eyes like S23 , my concurrent GF. who would lick the rim of my head and stare at me. R24 did this but then just kept going down to deep throat me whilst still occasionally looking at me with those soppy eyes
Not too much theatrical messing around at the top. Just enough, she wasn't a show pony she was a doer . It was deep throat almost down to the root and a fast hand action too. There really was no stopping this lady going deep on me. She dipped in and out and then briefly stopped to get a hair tie. The bonus was that I could see her face and open eyes but I also had lovely soft long hair to play with and twist in my fingers if I didn't wish to finger her tight wet hole that rested near to my side.

It was an awesome 10 minute BJ with the circus act of S23, but with the sl*tty, deep, fast-actioned, practical stuff and root work of P19 . She basically encourages me to get hard with the theatrics then wishes to make me cum, dealing with it as a sexy kitten who loves lapping up man milk. At one point she even "meows" for me.

I quickly asked her as I thought she was ready to finishing me off “If she swallowed or spat” she briefly stopped her actions and replied that “whatever fits the circumstances”
Yes ! I have a sallower again ! Another woman with the finishing hunger and thirst of J18. R24 was a true cum lover!


She then returns to her loving chore, I explode and she surfaces 10 seconds later to joyfully announce "More calories there" .

On reflection she definitely takes the crown for the best blow job ever as this was done in full light rather than in the twilight of a dark bedroom. ( Taken from P19 during her first night fuck-a-thon ).

If we briefly fast forward to a few hours later when I had returned home from dropping her off to her unused hotel room. I went to my bathroom to drain the snake and was getting my little Walter out. To my amazement there was a very long hair in my hand that had been trapped around my sack and tool . It was from her head, the strand was over a foot long. She must have gone down so low that her hair became entwined in my pubes as she deep throated me.

Purely selfish reasons
 

On our last encounter before she finally flew home, I took another full dose of the magic blue V pill. With a guaranteed stiff weapon we were up most of the night just full on hard fucking with the occasional short doze in between each session. For these brief respites I just slept with my hard cock up her.
As the night progressed with further grapples of lust between us her tight love hole had become more and more slippery and moist . This was to the point where I dec*nted her once to go down to the bathroom to find my tool was covered from head to root in thick white goo . She had definitely become super lubed, the question being was she oiled from the hot jets of my weapon or equally likely via the multi orgasms my magic had worked on her body to produce her own secretions?
I think this was the latter as the white slime was sweet like fanny batter, but never had I seen it in such vast quantities. J18 who regularly produced a tea spoon per session had never fully coated and enrobbed my cock with her own love yoghurt. This goo was also pleasant to smell rather than the foul stench of the persistently wet slot of R22.
Whichever way the copious quantity of love juices had been generated to coat my tool, it had taken its toll on her now frail body as she was sleeping on my return form the bathroom. Luckily thanks to the earlier lubrication I was able to slip back inside her tight channel in a way normally only possible with the loose and sloppy furrow of J18 to whom I would regularly enter unnoticed as she slept. It should be noted that by prior agreement this current sweetheart was willing , receptive and wished to succumb to the ravid lustful hunger of my chemically fueled iron rod. On and off for the remainder of our last night of loveless fucking the bedroom rocked. During one melee she wakes only when her body goes into multi orgasms which she later says is a great new experience.
As we woke for the final time to the sound of the alarm, she moaned the pleasant clique that she "was dehydrated" and that "All the moisture had migrated south".
It was dark outside and so I switched the lamp on which then revealed that i had risen back to my mighty full height (or "giant mode" as she called it). Previous nights she had been lightening quick to impale her softest delicate areas on my bayonet so that she would wiggle and moan until satisfied with pleasure. However this morning on what was to be our last encounter she grabbed low on the shaft and with my helmet close to her rosy red lips said told me that "this is purely for selfish reasons".
She would not let go of my giant 8" pink oboe. The rhythmic dipping of her mouth on its head was complemented by the conductor like precise strokes of her hand motion to the shaft. She would play this tune until the rising crescendo when her unquneching thirst was finally satisfied.
I was a humble member picked from the audience and shamelessly used to replenishing her dry throat.

We quickly dressed and grabbed a coffee for the challenges that now lay ahead for us.
She would have to do the walk of shame onto her base for a urgent shower that "would wash the smell of sex" from her. Then travelling across the Atlantic with the fun of walking through customs "like a sore saddled cowgal"
I would have to strip the bed and wash the spunk stained linen. I also had to thrown open the windows and shower in an effort to remove the glowing halo of lust that oozed from me as a result of the beastly passion of the previous night. I was to then try to sleep and recharge in time to meet S23 that night for what would be a disappointing performance of complaining about how disgusting cum.

Sadly R24 is still half a world away and I was back in the realm of the very vocal cum complainer.

Mum’s pearl necklace
 

Met eM25 through a social club close on 50 . She was in the throws of going through a messy divorce from a man 20 years her senior. I may have been used to get back at hubby, but who cares it was sex. One thing of note is that this lady had one false boob and only one nipple.

Very early on in the relationship at session 2, I was able to evaluate her cum loving score, As I knelt astride her wide upper frame with fairly large 36E breasts, I asked where I could cum. To which her response in a very off the cuff, care free manner was “Cum wherever”.
This as we will find out later was not a blank cheque, there would be strings attached to this rather forthright, bossy, pain in the neck feminist.

Early on I thought that she was rather open on the matter of flying cum on her body as she told me that she once had to explain to her mother what the expression “pearl necklace” was all about.
There may be some hope, however her full attitude to cum plays out soon after in another session……

Theatrics in the bedroom again
 

A few weeks into the relationship and we are fully naked in bed, the covers are off. She is masturbating with her legs open. I’m between them tugging away and getting hard for her. I then venture up the torso and think about painting her boobs but decide to venture higher up. Room up here is tight as she has her head right up against the board and she is nearly in the corner of the mattress so I struggle to get a get placement of my knees either side of her face and opt for being only on one side of her facing the window. Crucially her face is now angled slightly away from me a little as she too looks outside rather than me and my throbbing man hood. By this stage she has stopped working her slot or “M****da” as she insists that I call it. She has a vacant stare out of the window. Resigned in submission to what will come forth.
I’m close to crisis tugging frantically on my iron tool, my tip briefly passed close to her somewhat distant mouth and momentarily slips between her pink soft lips. But as she is angled away from me this position is difficult to maintain and I have to readjust, the chance to fully discharging a hot jet in her mouth is lost.
I quickly reset my position and am hovering over her cheek, where my warm torrent of flow gushes forth. As she is not fully flat but has elected to turn slightly away from me, my love juices are able to run first to the side of her nose and then into the socket of her eye where it pools. There is a good amount bathing her eye, but I’m still gifting her gloops of my goo so back off a little to discharge the smaller second outpouring that comes from my rod along with all the remaining spots and dribbles that are usually squeezed out during such a frantic draining.
Small spots fall over her lips and chin and these drain into the hollow in the neck

Now finished and with rather a lot on her face I placed my hand into some of the blobs and caressed her lips with my love liquor. I also scoop some out of the neck hollow and grease her right nipple and around the top flesh around her one good boob (she has a mastectomy and false left boob). As my hand slips over her love pillow and around the top, it’s similar to the time I full greased up N20 with my porridge. It must be said that the former lover’s tits were perfect and a couple of cup sizes much smaller so were covered fully. In an effort to get the best coverage eM25’s cold, less mailable falsie on the left was ignored which saved some fluid

Throughout my pasting of her face and boobs she had stopped masturbating and was silent, there were no expressions nor gasps of either pleasure or disgust. I could have smeared it over her lifeless body for a little longer but there was little pleasure and by now she coldly demands 'is there anything to clear this mess up? '
I should have really gone down stairs to make her wait and suffer and to see if she would whinge like S23. But then stupidly remembered there was a kitchen roll behind the curtain. I handed her a piece and she then starts to “tut” as she wipes and over emphasis her actions. I do the periphery as a symbolic gesture but it's clear it's her show to clear up and I almost apologise. She is doing most of the sponging up of the cum with her right hand. She is still right over on her side of the double bed and I'm perched in the remaining small gap on the mattress facing the window. The wide expanse on my side of the bed is clear of the duvet with just a plain sheet on it. She now makes an over the top fuss and complains something about 'look at this' before theatrically throwing her right mop hand onto the vacant side of the bed. She then begins to expelling huffs as she rubs her hand in the sheet. She really has going overboard with this show. Most of the mess was either smeared into her flesh as a moisturiser or would have been picked up by her vocal mopping efforts. Little would have been on her hand. I know for a fact as I was back over on that side relatively quickly after binning the paper towels she had discarded in disgust. Now back on my own side there really were was no damp areas.
With her still turned sideways looking out into the garden, I adopt the spoon position and cress her back and tits to try and placate her but it's was like a cold fish. She is not happy.
After five minutes she gets up and puts on a very mumsy unattractive pair of fawn coloured plain panties to go down stairs.

Before going she says 'I better clean this mess off before I go home, thank goodness none went in my hair'
She goes down stairs and I hear splashes of water and the shower only briefly running to wet her top.

She then comes upstairs and lectures me that she doesn’t like pearl necklaces and hates the mess on her body or when it’s rubbed into her skin. As a saving grace she does say that she is more than happy to swallow.

So without the threat of violence this is an almost exact copy of an earlier liaison with S23

A good swallow
 

To prove that she will swallow a week later she goes down under the duvet and starts to suck me off. I was so hard and big that she said 'that nearly took her eye out'. I put my head under a pillow so I can not see her or be seen. Thereby I can then fantasize to some student babes I’d seen at the gym. My pet feminist can sucks away down there until I discharge in her mouth fuel with thoughts of a slim twenty somethings in a sweaty lycra leotards. She truly gives a good BJ which oddly is more satisfying than any of the dull shallow grinding fucks that I endure with her over the next three months.
When she comes up for air, I asked how was my cock, she said 'it was nice shape' so not too filling. There was no mention of flavour or odour which I think would have been noted if it put her off.

I compliment her on how great her BJs are (in part these make up for poor fucking skills )
I also mention to her my pineapple flavoured cum, she is not sure but might be persuaded over this one at some point.

As for my shape apparently I’m not quiet as big as the father of her daughter who was called 'Donger'. However I’m told I "was still well endowed" and had nothing to worry about. She said it’s what you do with it. I think she enjoys my 8 inches so long as the juices are exclusively injected into her mouth or her M****da. Her arse really is off limits and that might be why we only did doggy just the once, perhaps through fear that I might be tempted by her back passage?

A present for her cucky
 

We make out on the couch during the main part of the evening. Its not great as usual she just wants to grind away in her dull manner. It is better for her back and it avoids deep penetration which she doesn’t like. No need for a V as little use for a huge stiffy if I do not need to get up her fully.

We then watch a film half naked on the sofa and beneath a blanket. When it finishes its time for her to go back to her dull much older sugar daddy, cucky husband. She throws the blanket off and quickly gets dressed in the cool air of the room. With no bra on her good nipple is rather stiff and makes an instant impression on little Walter. I really fancy her now sucking me off and me sending her home with Cum in her hair in the way I did once with J18.
I say to her “Suck me, suck me” but she appears to hear “Fuck me, fuck me”. grabbing me by the hand I’m energetically taken back to the TV area where she quickly rolls down her black ski pants and uninspiring underwear into a sausage which is hastily discarded. There is no time for her to take off her tight pink jumper and I get the full view of her excited nipple as she takes a submissive position on the floor. Still naked from the earlier session I lie on top of her. Inspired by the theme of the film, I ask her to be a little rougher than the earlier session and tell her to “mark me”. She obliges as her sharp nails dig into my bare back and inner left thigh. In the latter area she draws blood and it's done the trick I'm now super hard and with limited lime, she throws her usual demanding objections of no deep penetrate deep out the window. I immediately thrust with rapid urgency deeply within and fully explode inside her. Given the time she quickly gathers her things and says she must go as she has to cook her husband’s tea.
There is little time to wash the cum off, but as this love gift is a long way up her, there is no immediate concern or mess to deal with. She will be having a bath latter to relieve her back pain and besides she says that “the cum will help make her soft and lubricate her” as she plans to strum with her bean in the hottub as it “beats talking to her husband”.

Finally some fanny batter
 

After many sessions of utterly dull grinding , I finally got a small amount of odourless, tasteless fanny batter from her slot. This I had to sneakily load on to my finger and lick when I had distracted her as she was very observant and critical of ones performance. In order to get this meager love offering, I had been instructed to carry out a lot of pointless fore play such as “tummy tickles”. Her motionless silent frame during grindings severed very little stimulation for me . She was certainly no J18 who I could make organism on the train and I would regularly give her the number of orgasms per session that she had previously rolled on the throw of a dice. No eM25 was a pain and a chore, there were few benefits in it for me, she was on the way out

Her boobs get a good pasting
 

After I’ve serviced her during another boring grind my V fueled iron tool is still hard and need self stimulation to reach climax. Her naked body rests next to my and will provide the stimulation. I start to wank up and ask where she wants me to cum. She rolls her eyes, sighs but says nothing. Her upper arms shrug and move inwards in a nonchalant manner, a gesture that pushes her breasts together to create a great cleft of cleavage and thus suggest today’s target will be the tits. Her good boob is closest to me and I can see her pale areola. Apart from the outer bit of her areola getting a few little bobbles, the nipple doesn't really shrink in size it doesn't get significantly bigger or harder. With only one real boob topped with a lifeless summit. One of the few good things would be the size of her bust, at 36E it’s not the biggest I’ve handled but is definitely near the very top end .

She doesn’t look at me as that might make me target her face, she dutifully lies motionless as I shuffle up the bed closer to the enormous target I've been reluctantly offered.

The precum comes out as I'm looking down her upper torso, then her nipple gets just that little bit bobbly at its outer rim. This is about the only visual sign I’m going to get and at this point copious amounts flood out from my pipe and all over her breasts and then flow into the large gully of her cleavage.

She then breaks her silence and in a monotone matter of fact way remarks that there is a huge amount and wonders if I've been 'saving it up and abstaining'.
There really, really is a lot of cum. There is too much for her good boob, I can not ignore her false puppy today and so push my greasy love fat around so that my hand eventually slide fully over the peaks, sides and underside of her bountifully large breasts.
It’s a good job that I have held back for a week and refrained from self stimulation in her absence. (something she directly asked me at the end of the session.

Not since N20 have I had such good coverage of the breasts. Usually my conquests are too big in the love pillow department or due to over indulgence between sessions I have cum less on the day. But this time it really is wonderful to butter them all over. They were certainly along way from the perfection of N20 perky c cups but finally there was a plus point to chalk up against eM25s otherwise less than desirable wide framed body.

As I push it around it glistens and some bits congeal into white lumps. I gather some of these on my right hand middle finger and rub it into her lips and then make her to lick my finger as I hold it over her lips. For me it is divine to watch and I ask her when I should eat the pineapple to give her a fruit flavoured penis punch. But I get no response, she doesn’t share the same enthusiasm for fruit.

Her good nipple glistens and I want to lick it but not sure about the taste of cum (even though its mine)
The passion killer however is that with my cum making the boobs look shiny and with better definition and contrast, I can now see things not normally observed such as a pale hair that grows out from the side of her nipple. It’s around 5cm in length and really off putting.
To take my mind off the thought of THAT nipple hair, I ask her to lie to her husband so that she can come round again at the weekend or perhaps I could pop over whilst he is at work and she could cook me a meal in the nude.
But she is still concerned about the large “mess” from my load that I dumped on her motionless body. She finally breaks her silence and tuts, gets up and as she marches off to the bathroom mutters that she will ' leave me the joys of the towels to throw away'
This gal doesn't like cum but appears to tolerate it if it goes in a hole in a prim and proper manner once she has approved in triplicate authorisation for its deployment. As yet there has been no violence (N20) or threat of violence (S23) if I deposit in over her body in the way not conforming to her very narrow bedroom conventions.

Guess the panty color
 

On another weekend, where she was once again cheating on her pathetic hubby she turns up wearing a pair of black ski leggings and a blue fluffy jumper. She probably thinks this to be a good selection, but when my pet feminist decides to tidy up my kitchen and sweep the floor she bends over. This action stretches the fabric of her pants and low and behold I get a great view of her underwear. I can read the label and can quiet clearly can see she has on a pink pair of knickers. A pretty sensible pair to cover her wide arse but definitely pink.

We settle in, listening to some erotic tunes. Dancing in the middle of the room, I slowly embrace and kiss her whilst I start to remove items of clothing from us both. I’m soon naked but have deliberately left her topless but with her black leggings still on. This didn’t really take me too long as today she didn’t have any bra on.
At this point I state that I would like to guess the colour of her panties. She thinks that this would be a good punt for her as she would normally wear a matching set in her prim and proper manner and believes she has the upper-hand.

She doesn’t know that I’ve already had a good look at her rear earlier on in the day, I know exactly what panties she has on and that I will ultimately win the bet. I don’t let on of my inside information but say that I’m intrigued to discover what she might have on?????

The trap is now laid and we discuss the settlement for the winner of the wager.
I open by saying that I’d like to stay over at her house one day whilst her husband is away on business and that we make love in his bed. She feels a little uneasy about such high stakes and surprisingly still has a little bit of respect for her husband. After a little deliberation she refuses my first offer.

I’m not going to let her off the hook that easily. I’m dead hard and rubbing my cocked weapon up against her body as the music sways. I brush my hand over the front of her leggings but I’m not going to take her leggings off yet. I want her to get really excited and beg me to take them off her to reveal the colour.

I then offer her a much softer bet where the winner can choose the next sexual act .

I move over to the arm chair and sit down facing her. my legs wide apart, and the flag pole fully flying some 8 inches above my ball sack. I place a cushion on the floor between my feet and say “Pink?”.

She is still apprehensive about this wager, so to help her out I say that she can go to the bathroom to derob in private to hide her final item of clothing and “cheat if she wishes”. This also allows her the chance to remove any sanitary products she may be wearing given that it was real messy down there 2 days previous.
She quiet quickly reappears, totally naked and without saying a word. I point to the cushion and gesture her to kneel down in front of me. She unsurprisingly complies with a smile, happily skips across the room and proceeds to give me a great sucking. I can see the clock as she dips fully down on me for 5,10,15 minutes. Relentlessly she continues between my knees and makes me quiver and cry out for joy on several occasions.

She finally stops sucking me off, we draw breath and I to continue my charade, I ask if I’ve won the bet? She is saying nothing but smurks and leans forward to give me a deep french kisses. I'm less eager than her given what has recently been deposited in her mouth but she appears to be demonstrating that she has swallowed me. She wants to share and make me taste the remnants my own cum from her mouth.

The bolshie femisist then emerges from the kiss with some BS about how she had really won the bet and that her panties were really a salmon orange colour and that coming to the chair was her choice and not my prize.

However the fact was that I had got what I wanted. I had out cheated the cheater by getting my load swallowed during a marathon BJ.

That's my gal!
 

We go away for a long weekend in the city. It’s a poor weekend for weather so we spend most of the time in bed, grinding hard on the first night and into the morning until her slot (“M****da”) is so soar with beard rash and from tool. The result is that my member is now destined for her mouth for the remainder of our sordid weekend away.

The next (and final) evening I gently lick her love mound until she is relaxed and then with my hard weapon, I move up the bed to a position where I have a knee either side of her. Having experienced enough disdain when giving her a facial. I sensibly pop my end between her lips and give her a good face fuck to the point where she must submits against the large cock that is above her and so she indulges by swallowing my deposit. She gets some credit in that she will normally drink my cum like a good girl.

We wake early with good intentions to tidy and pack up to go home. The distraction of her shaved pussy next to me pours cold water on our departure plans as I get under the covers to work my tongue around her huge piss flaps and lower furrow. I think I’m making progress and my stirring cock wants to go up her so I readjust my position ready to enter her. I however hear her calling out “no, no, no!” as though I’m a naughty dog.

This weirdly is not a call to stop everything but merely to tell me that her pussy has now been over cooked this weekend with my beard continually rubbing her inner thighs. My rampant manhood is now assigned a new hole and she is announcing that she is going to suck me off.

So I lie on the bed and she on her knees bending over my right leg. She sucks away whilst her huge arse rise up high above close to my dominant hand. She sucks me off in a perfect way as normal. Maybe I wasn't thinking straight but as I’m reaching crisis point I decided to slap her arse as she is finishes me off. At this point I also call her a “Grande Sal0upe” (French for a “big $lủt”)
She gasps as it was a good hit. Then withdraws and slaps me in the face. With my cum sparkling in the morning light around her lips she then proceeds to tell me that she was surprised by my well targeted slap to her wide arse and she nearly bit my length in error. However, she said that given her knowledge of French I would have deserved this injury as she wasn’t impressed by what I called her.

That's my girl! Violence with cum just earned you another cum hating rank point!

The dog
 

On one occasion she brings her pet dog over. Now if you have ever made out in front of a dog they generally just ignore what’s going on and let you get on with it.

Well this time, things would be different. It didn’t start off well, I kissed her on entering the house, and the dog immediately growled at me. She said this was normal if anyone apart from her husband kissed the cheating wife.

Just to make sure we would be safe the dog was left at the far end of the room and we started to watch a film. The dog appeared to have fallen asleep so we quietly stripped off and without kissing we started to masturbate together. Now that I was fully erect I adjusted my position and started to try mounting the lady from behind. The family pet didn’t like me doing “doggy “ on the mistress and started to bark at me. Clearly this wasn’t going to work so we settled for a hand job. All was going well until I spunked up on her hand. As normally there then followed the usual “tuts” but this time we had a twist. The dog came over to the owner and licked her hand. I hurriedly put my pants back on and from then on, I didn’t make out in front of this mad cum loving dog ever again. Having a woman nearly bite your manhood off during the throws of passion is one thing but a rabid animal is another

A session in the shower to wash off the “smell of me”
 

One of our final sessions, I lick her out vigorously, she is tasting really good. I want to go inside her but her vag is hurting and tender (as usual). In part this is down to the rash from my beard.

I’m hard and ready to cum. I ask her to pull me off, but she only does a lack lustered effort that is of no use to anyone so it’s a DIY paint job over her. I ask where I can splash my load, but half know the answer. The body and tits are the obvious choice but she doesn’t like the mess and I’m on thin ice over that area anyway. Her c*nt is also off limits due to recent infections which only leaves her mouth, but she will be picking up her daughter in a few hours and doesn’t “want to smell of me”.

Due to her forthcoming errand she needs to tidy up and have a shower. Seeing my erect paint brush, she firmly grabs it one last time and strongly leads me towards the bathroom by its bright red handle.
The door is shoved open, the water turned on, we jump in and French kiss under the water head. I start to lather up the soap and push my hand between her legs, but she stops me from entering her as the soap will sting and cause pain to an already poorly love hole. So I take the shower head and squirt it up her from below, I then offer the hose to her so that she can continue to scrub and ultimately remove the lingering stench of sex that persists in the area before she can finally leave me.
However I’m blocking the exit door with my very hard, large iron bolt, this will need working loose to allow release from the generously sized compartment. She knows it will be messy, she’s now clean and demands that I “deal with it myself”. I start to tug away in front of her, offering the chance to be painted one last time. Stepping to one side so she has the opportunity to exit, I suggest she should comes back to catch me at it?
However as a bolshy feminist, she doesn’t like the sexual initiative taken away from her. Therefore she puts her arms on my shoulders and I’m told to turn around and face the corner. She then proceeds to fondle my arse whilst reaching around to cups my balls. Peering over my shoulder she tongues my ear and with an encouraging whisper I’m told to furiously wank away until I cum. When she spies that the load has been discharged, my arse is roughly smacked and told that I’m a “very naughty boy” and that I “need to get into the corner and clear my own mess up”.

Ironically, she then goes to the kitchen to make me a cup of coffee and thereafter to tidy the bedroom, whilst I sort out the man things.

Soon after she departed to pick up her daughter return to cucky and out of my life.

Good I have little time for someone who on paper is great as they will swallow after giving a high end BJ but will kick up an almighty fuss and threaten violence if the smallest amount of love goo falls on a somewhat average body