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Technically I was still with P19 when I moved on to my next ...

N20 had a good skin complexion and would always insisted on me washing my hands before touching her or holding her hand ( it really was tiresome). She thought of herself as a bit of a diva and whilst good looking and very attractive she was no super model. Out of all of my Gfs she above all others had the strongest reaction to my cummings, It wasn’t just a slight dislike above all the other conquests of mine, her displeasure was at times head and shoulders above her peers.

Perhaps this was more noticeable as I never fully penetrated her (on religious grounds- that no sex before marriage BS) and so my cum was always on the bedsheets or on her pale skin rather than inside her.

To get some context on our relationship is worth remembering that she was a national of another country and due to visa restrictions we had to keep meeting at locations around Europe every 6 weeks for a full on 4-5 intensive days together. Given the economics of our two countries I paid for most things and I will share my thoughts about this too (although not directly cum related, her reaction to my loin juices does fuel subsequent events in this thread).


The first time that N20 was exposed to my cum was when we were in the far north. It was mid summer and midnight yet it was twilight and I could see the faint outline of her perky small breasts as she moved her pu$$y over my face in a kind of 69 position where she was on top. She was a coy lady who hadn’t had many men so was reluctant to touch my cock throughout our relationship (she was a champion prick tease though). During this 69 she gladly watched as I wanked my stiff cock just below her breasts, I did try to get her to do this but at the time suspected that she just wanted to focus on balancing just above me and watch me in all my glory. Upon my discharge she got off me and was careful to avoid the area of my stomach that I had spilt over. However she didn’t factor in there been small amounts of cum on my hand. She was retreating quickly to the safety of the covers but I did managed to wipe some of my spendings on her stiff nipple , in a way I was claiming the nipple as mine. She certainly wasn’t expecting this and perhaps may not have fully notice this as I gentle brushed past her . However she should have taken note, as this game of mine was to be played out for the next year we were together and unknowingly her pure skin complexion would become blessed and nourished by me from head to toe