He was a Christian. He wanted me to put the syrup on his dick. He currently lives in Denver with his boyfriend.
Like, suddenly there was this rush of salty liquid in my mouth, no warning. It was cool, I think.
It was nice that there was a very concrete end point because otherwise I would have had no idea when to be done, at that point. I think for me swallowing and sucking dick go hand in hand.
The idea of spoiling the moment to run to the sink and spit? I think if I were a dude and a girl was always spitting out my splooge, my feelings would be hurt.
The first time I swallowed was not my choice and I had no warning. It was disgusting. It was so horrible, I was like yeah man I can do this, I can totally swallow jizz. I was like 19, and it was a huge load too and I was like OH OK THEN and then it tasted so wrong, like off milk mixed with ball sweat and so I swallowed it… then I tried to remain suave and sexy… then my stomach was churning and I threw up gluggy hot semen and it was the most disgusting feeling rising up from my throat into my mouth.
But since we were still pretty new, I really wanted to wait before we got into the period sex thing so I decided to go down on him instead. While I was blowing him, he kept saying how good it was and that he was close — you know, the usual pep talk. So I was really into it and when he told me he was about to come I just kept going and let him come in my mouth.
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