Curious Factory Coworker and I

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I used to work at a factory with a coworker. We built a strong friendship that quickly developed into more. Some of this story is real, some of the experiences actually happened but some are also fabricated or exaggerated.
Let me know if you enjoy it and let me know if you want me to keep writing more.

 

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Part 1

I still remember the first time we met. We were at the factory where we worked. It was a warm summer day and the sun glimmered in your eyes, sparkling off your smile.

You sat down at my picnic table and threw down your entire duffle bag of small talk and compliments. Your face was familiar. The connection between us was intense. Strictly platonic but still intoxicating as ever. I was automatically hooked. You sucked me into your gaze. Your pure energy was my addiction.

I quickly figured out that you were straight, that you had a wife. I had a wife. That was fine. I knew we would have to keep it platonic. But I saw past that mask, if even just a glimpse. I knew there was something deeper. It had to be ignored, I could accept that.

But it still had to be explored. WE had to be explored.

We became such good friends, always chatting and joking around. That tension between us was real. It was sexual and I knew that you could feel it as much as I could. I bathed in the fact that I knew you secretly wanted me. I fantasized about releasing our inhibitions, our commitments to others and completely giving into our animalistic urges on top of one of our work machines.

Everytime you would wink, my heart froze.
You'd blow me a kiss from across the shop and I would turn inside out, barely managing to uphold the mask that I have positioned just right. It became so heavy. I wanted to let it down and I knew you did too.

But there was an unspoken promise we made to explore and ignore. We were to pretend that everything was a joke and completely platonic while we both went home to our passionless marriages and masturbated furiously to the thoughts that consumed us.

I still think about the first time you first dropped your mask. It shattered at our feet, the pieces scattering across the concrete like confetti. Celebrating the truth. The rawness. One sentence and it was gone.

When I close my eyes I can still hear it escaping from your lips
"Ohhh I want to fuck you."
Your eyes widened. Did you just say that outloud? Did you drop your mask? Were you, for a split second, completely clear with what you wanted?

It wasn't just what you said but how you said it. The urge on your tongue. The eagerness in your voice. It was not a joke. It was real. It was raw. It was... Fucking Amazing.

I walked towards you. Confident. Ready.
I placed one hand on your arm and leaned into your ear so I could whisper back.
"I don't think you understand how much I would Fucking love that."
I felt you tense up as I smiled and went to walk away.

After a few feet I stopped and called back at you, "Hey Blake!"
You were still standing there with a silly smirk on your face. It's hard to hide in coveralls exactly how turned on you are. I could clearly see your dick, as hard as a rock, but being pressed against your body by whatever annoying underwear you were wearing. Ugh how I wished that it was my body that your dick was pressed against. Your thick sweaty dick.

"You know those reports we were meaning to go over? Meet me in the office upstairs in a few minutes so we can, would you?" There were no reports. We had no work to do. But no one else around knew that.
"Oh, and maybe get someone to cover your post. We might be a while." I gave a quick smirk and a wink and walked away.

My stomach turned with anticipation. With the unmistakable feeling of how intensely you were watching me as I walked away. Watching my ass bounce back and forth while your cock raged for me inside the thin material of your coveralls.
I started to walk up the tall metal stairs. I grabbed the cold steel railing and I climbed high above the loud machines and all our other coworkers. The risk of being caught caused my dick to stiffen even more.
At the top of the stairs I opened the door to the office and stepped inside. The lights were off.

Are you here and hiding? I wondered

I heard a click and the light flashed on. I turned around and there you were, standing in the doorway. You looked at me and for the first time we were completely alone. For the first time neither one of us were wearing our masks and I couldn't even pretend to be shocked.
It's like we were both relieved. We were both finally being honest.

Your lips parted, “Ohhh I'm Going to fuck you.” With a devilish grin you reached an arm behind you and slammed the door shut. The loud bang sent a shiver through my spine. It scared me. But the sound but everything the sound represented. Confirmation that we were no longer going to ignore the sexual tension between us.

Before I even had a chance to breathe, your lips were on mine. Your arms around me. The pressure. The warmth. We stumbled towards the back of the room, our heavy work boots weightlessly skating across the floor.

We reached the desk with our tongues still wrestling around inside our mouths. Your hands met the back of my thighs and lifted me on top of the desk. I shoved all the files to the floor as you placed me back down. You unzipped your coveralls, finally revealing your hairy chest. I placed a hand on your hairy pec and then slowly let it follow my gaze towards your waist. The tips of my fingers brushed over your nipple and down over your body. I bit m
y lip as I grasped the front of your underwear.

 

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Part 2

Gripping your waistband tightly, I pulled it away from your body just enough that I could see your dick being forced against its side. I closed my eyes and deeply inhaled your musk as my exhale trembled. It was the first time I was able to freely sniff you and it drove me fucking wild. For once I didn’t have to lean in close and try to sneak a smell of your pits while we worked on machines.

No more masks. We were free.

You loved this. You loved how freely I was able to finally lust after you and it shook you to your core. It unleashed something inside of you, something that should never have been held captive to begin with. Something that I fucking hoped would never be caged again.

I know this because I wasn’t even able to open my eyes before you were already ravaging me. With both your hands you reached up to the collar of my coveralls and ripped them apart as the zipper automatically raced towards my crotch. With a single motion you flung the coveralls off your shoulders and let them collapse to the floor. Standing there in nothing but your bulging boxer briefs, you grabbed me by the sides and held my bare skin in your hands as you started to devour my neck.
You licked.. you sucked.. you bit.

It was the most desired that I have ever felt. I arched my back and let my head rest against the wall behind us. Your fingers dug into my ribs and slowly my coveralls also started falling down off my shoulders coming to a stop on the desk beneath me. I finished pulling my hands from my crumpled sleeves when your lips returned to mine.

I could feel your hands begin to slide up the sides of my body. The palms of your hands barely touched my nipples as they passed. I felt your fingers against the inside of my armpits when they came to a stop. I placed my arms on top of your shoulders as you gently slid me off the desk and back onto my feet. My coveralls dived for the outdated floor tile we stood on.
You grasped my ass in both your hands and pulled me into you. Ramming our hard cocks against each other. We stopped kissing and both looked down as we started rubbing back and forth, stroking our cocks with each other’s. Our dicks like two steel rods and yours was one of the thickest that I have ever seen.
It felt like I waited a lifetime for this moment and it was finally here. We were finally here.

After a few minutes I lowered my arms until my hands were placed against the muscles of your chest, feeling the slight movement of your pecs underneath my palms. I turned and pushed you with all my strength forcing you against the wall with a loud thud. Knowing how loud the machines in the room below us were, gave us the opportunity to be as loud as we wanted and I was determined to take complete advantage of that.

I could tell you were shocked by the look on your face. The anticipation in your eyes. The excitement on your lips. I stared into your hazel coloured eyes as I slipped my fingers down into the front of your waistband and once again pulled it out from your body. Although this time I wasn’t about to just let it go. I carefully pulled it out and down around your cock, finally releasing it. Letting it spring to life as a slight moan of relief escapes your lips. I proceeded to reach inside my underwear, slid my hand down under my ball sack and removed me from captivity as well. Our sweaty dicks were so fucking hard they were throbbing and now they were throbbing against each other.

I forced my hands around both of our cocks and started to stroke them together. Our dicks were roughly the same the length but you definitely had me beat when it came to girth. I remember watching our foreskins come up and down over our heads, our precum adding a certain shine to the tips of our dicks. I wanted to simply enjoy the moment but all I could think about was how bad I wanted to taste your precum. How bad I wanted to try and fit you inside of my mouth, inside of me.

I gave into temptation and lowered myself to my knees, taking your shaft in my hand and opening as wide as I could. I slid your cock into my mouth. Forcing it past my lips, across my warm, soft tongue and as deep into my throat as it could go. A deep moan rang out above me as my nose barely brushed against your pubes. Once again, I breathed in deep. I could taste you. I could smell you. I could feel you pulsing inside of me and as I gave a gentle tug to your balls I swear, somehow, I could feel you getting even harder inside of my mouth.

“Oh Fuck this feels good.” You called out.

I enjoyed feeling you pull on my hair as I pleasured you. Your deep moans seemed to slip from your lips as if on accident, as if you couldn’t hold them in. This provoked me to keep going. To push past my sore jaw and continue to suck and stroke you while you had a death grip on the back of my head.

At one point you grabbed the base of your shaft and pulled my face back off of you before slapping your dick against my cheek, “Ohh Yeaa. Suck my fucking cock!”, then rubbed your tip around my spit covered lips before forcing it back into me.

Before long you pulled it out of my mouth again as you let out another loud moan. You slipped your hands under my armpits and lifted me to my feet. With one hand on the back of my head and the other on my lower back you kissed me. I could feel the intensity behind it. The urge to keep going.

While we kissed I pressed the heel of my boot against the other and managed to slip my workboot from my foot, and then the other before I kicked my coveralls off from around my ankles. You noticed what I was doing and did the same while our tongues continued to wrestle and our sweaty bodies continued rubbing against each other.

You then turned me to face the desk and I planted my hands on the edge of it. You grabbed my ass and kneaded at my cheeks before hauling back and giving one a loud spank. The stinging lingered on my skin like the taste of you on my tongue and I silently prayed that it would never leave.

I felt your hands part my cheeks and your hot breath in the crack of my ass just before I felt your tongue touch my taint. You took a long lick as your tongue traveled from the base of my balls all the way up through my ass crack sending a shiver up my spine. Then right back to my hole you started licking again. Flicking and fluttering it with your tongue. Your little bit of stubble tickled the inside of my cheeks before you took another long lick, and then another.

You reached between my legs and started pulling up and down on my dick as you licked me. As you jerked me off, you were tasting every fucking part of me. I felt like your human ice cream cone in the dead of summer. I could feel spit drip down across my taint and balls as if they were the cone and then I felt something else. I felt your fingers force their way into my tight hole.

“Oh God!” I couldn’t resist throwing my head back as a loud moan confirmed everything you knew you were doing to me.

You let go of my dick and stood up wrapping that arm around me and clutching onto my chest. You pulled me back towards you, deeper onto your fingers with one of your pecs against my opposite shoulder blade and your head next to mine, resting just above my shoulder. Your fingers kept going. You kissed my neck and nibbled on my ear. At that moment I was yours and at that moment, you knew it.

You leaned back and slowly slid your fingers from my hole. The sound of hearing you spit sent excitement through my entire body. With one of your hands firmly on my hip I felt the thick tip of your dick press against me. Slowly forcing its way in. As much as it hurt, I never wanted anything more. I never Needed anything more.

I reached behind me and spread my ass cheeks open as I felt you patiently edge your way inside of me. Inch by inch I enveloped your cock. You kept going deeper and deeper. My shallow breaths became louder and louder, turning into moans until I felt the prickle of your pubes against my skin. I remember a feeling of relief passing over me. A feeling of pride for being able to handle all of you.

At that moment I was yours. I belonged to you and your cock.

I may have started this but now you had complete control.

 

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Part 3
I braced myself on the desk in front of me as your girth forced my hole to burn and stretch at your will. You started thrusting back and forth. You solid cock filled my ass as you firmly held onto my hips. Your finger tips digging into my flesh as you gradually started fucking me harder and harder.

“Holy Fuck!” I gasped.
“You’re so fucking tight.” You moaned. “Let me know if it’s too much for you.” Even while you’re splitting me in half with your big cock you can’t help but to be a gentleman. I was almost in disbelief. I appreciated it but right then I wanted anything but a nice guy.

“Oh it’s a lot but I can take it. I fucking love it.” You interrupted me with a harder thrust sending our bodies a little forward before you pulled us back again. “Oh Fuck yeah, just like that!” I cried out.

I liked the pain of you inside me. I liked the feeling and the smell of your sweaty body pressing up against my back, your body hair tickling my spine. I placed my left hand on yours and used my right hand to reach over my shoulder and grasp onto the back of your neck. I arched my back as I rested the back of my head against the top of your left shoulder.

Your dick went in and up as you kept thrusting into me, nearly lifting me off the floor as we rocked the desk back and forth against the wall. You brought your arms up and wrapped them around my body. One arm clutched onto my chest as the other spread itself across my waist. Your soft lips kissed my neck, your stubble tickled my jaw. Slow and deep you pressed yourself into me and we became one. One unmasked monster left to its own creation.

I fell forward again, my fingers gripping the edge of the desk, my breathing becoming quick shallow bursts as I couldn’t help but to moan with every thrust.
“Your cock is so big!” I shouted between moans. “Feels so fucking good!”

You slowly came to a stop and I could feel you gently slide your cock out from inside of me. I didn’t want to let you go. My hole pulsed and pleaded for more, my hard dick swinging strings of precum across my naked thighs and on the floor. The odd bead of sweat trickled down my skin. The smell of sweaty sex filled the air and only added to my arousal.

Using my hips you turned me to face you. You held my face in your hands and sweetly kissed my lips. This part felt like more than just fucking. This part was less raw and more real. I could always sense that there was something more between us but that first night without our masks was the first time that I could truly feel. That I could taste it on your tongue.

After a few minutes your lips released me, then you looked straight into my soul. “I can’t believe we’re actually finally doing this.” You whispered, smiling. “I've wanted to do this since the first day we met. I saw you sitting at that table outside and I didn’t know why but I had the sudden urge to fuck you. It’s all I could think about and it drove me nuts.” The corners of your mouth grew into a grin.

I raised my arms up and rested my hands atop your shoulders. They were strong and sturdy which made me feel safe. “You’re not the only one!” I replied. “You know how many times I’ve had to stop myself from grabbing a hold of you on the shop floor and just throwing you against a machine?” We both laughed. The look in your eyes changed. A new sparkle appeared. I could tell that the confirmation that I felt the same way did something inside of you.

Your face rushed in and we started to passionately kiss again. I hoisted myself up with my arms bracing against the tops of your shoulder. Your hands dove under my thighs picking me up off the desk and bringing me into you. You spit on your hand again and used it to steadily guide your hard cock back into my hole. Right where it belonged. Right where I wanted it.

I crossed my ankles behind you and while standing in front of the desk you held me in the air by my ass and continued to fuck me. I felt weightless. Your strength seemed limitless, and so did we.

After a few minutes, you turned us around and carefully lowered me to the floor. I flinched as my bare back graced the cold tile. You lifted me back up and apologized, shoving our nearby discarded coveralls underneath me. The zipper was still a bit cold but not near as bad as the floor. If anything, I think I remember it feeling refreshing. We were so hot that having a little something to help cool me down wasn’t a bad thing.

Leaning back on your knees, my bare legs framed your sweaty torso. Sweat glistened on the edges of your body hair. I placed a hand on your chest and studied everything I was seeing. The emotion and strain in your face, every muscle flexing in your body, the veins on your arms that raced towards your strong hands that held me by the front of my thighs. You leaned back as you thrusted forward. I could see your v lines peak out from behind me. I held my hard cock in my hand and without the need to say a word you instinctively spit down onto it with incredible aim. I stroked my cock and as it throbbed in the palm of my hand. One hand on top of the other I used a light twisting motion on my shaft and up over my tip as you kept fucking me faster and harder.

My neck strained, wanting me to rest my head on the floor but I fought it. I fought for the view. I waited so long for this, I wanted to take it all in. Take all of you in. Not just your steel rod but the sight of your perfectly defined body slamming into me with every thrust of your hips.

 

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Part 4

I let one of my hands lower to my sack as I squeezed and tugged at them. This made my dick even harder it seemed. It made me more sensitive as I continued to jerk myself with my free hand. Your pubes brushing against me, you cock deep inside my ass, I couldn’t help but to throw my head back now as I moaned. Everything inside of me was tensing up like a storm building up beneath the surface of the ocean. I took both my hands and clenched my hair in my hands. You replaced my hands with yours. Your firm grip wrapped around my cock and you took over jerking me off while continuing to fuck me with short, shallow thrusts. You slowed down but my heart rate sped up.

“I’m fucking close Blake. I gonna fucking cum! Oh I’m gonna cum!” I shot out my warning but I didn’t need to. You knew I was going to cum because at that moment we were in sync. You started fucking me harder, jerking me faster, I could see the hunger on our face increase. I couldn’t hold it back any longer and I allowed myself to erupt. My orgasm shot out of the end of my cock and up into the air. The excitement in your eyes lit up as I started covering the both of us in my cum. Your hips moved faster. Your huge cock thrusting in and out of my tight hole. Harder, Faster, Deeper.

You buckled forward on top of me and after sweeping your hands underneath me you locked your hands firmly onto my shoulders. You pulled me into you as hard as you could as we fucked. Your cock throbbed deep inside me. I felt it pulse. I felt you shoot. You moaned loudly as you started filling me with your load. Shot after shot, I could feel it start to seep out and down the crack of my ass as you continued to thrust.

Once your hips stopped you threw your head back and let out a sigh. A loud sigh of relief confirming you were done and what a relief it was to finally fill me to the brim with your hot load. That’s at least how I decided to see it.

You looked down at me and smiled the most devilish smile. “Fuck that was good. I loved seeing you explode everywhere, it was so fucking hot.”

Without saying anything I smiled back. I took two of my fingers and scooped some cum up off of my body and raised it towards your face as an offering. “Yeah? How much did you love it?” The words barely left my mouth before your hands shot up and wrapped themselves around my wrist. Gripping me with intention. Your eyes smiled as they locked onto mine. You slowly lowered your mouth down over my cum coated fingertips. You pressed them deep into your mouth before you closed your lips around their base. I felt your tongue twist and twirl around them slurping up my cum. Tasting your accomplishment.

As I pulled my hand back down towards my body expecting them to slide out from the tight seal of your lips you kept them in your mouth and re-positioned your legs in order to lower yourself with them. I led your face up towards mine before you let me go. Inches from my face you licked your lips like you just finished your favorite dessert. Perhaps you did.

I grabbed the back of your head and closed my eyes as we kissed. Our naked bodies pressed against each other only separated by cum and sweat. The weight of you made me feel safe. I knew it was a lie but at that moment I felt like we would never need our masks again. Why would we? As far as I was concerned we were the only two people in the entire world. Our bodies entangled on the floor of an office set high in the air above the machines we usually ran. High above all our coworkers still working away while we slipped away to break the only unspoken rule that used to stand between us.
We could explore but had to ignore all the sexual tension between us.

You held my hands and helped me up to my feet. Your dick now half hard swung back and forth between your legs. I couldn’t help but to reach out and grab it once more.
“If I knew this was what you were packing all along, I would have invited you up here to do some fake reports long ago.” I laughed.
“Whatever you need, boss.” You chuckled as I let you go and we started picking out clothes up off the floor.

 

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Part 5

“So, ummm, what are we going to do about the mess?” You held up your coveralls showing a cum stain along the outside of them and motioned towards your cum covered cock with your other hand.

“Oh ya.. Ummmm, let me think.” I turned around and scanned the room for something we could use, anything. The air started to feel chilly against my naked body giving me a feeling of urgency.

“Oh! I know!” I darted towards the filing cabinet and started searching through the drawers.
“What the hell is in there that we can use?” You asked.
“Remember last month when Jon kept coming into work even though he was sick?”
“Yeah… what about it?”
“Well.. he locked himself up in this tower of an office to hide away from everyone and spent the entire work rewriting and organizing the safety dossiers.”
“And there is going to be something in the safety dossiers on how to clean up after you and your best friend cum all over each other?” The sarcasm was thick but not the thickest thing you gave me that night. I stopped searching the drawers and placed my hand on your chest while I paused.
“BEST friend? That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.” I joked.
You playfully shoved my hand away. “Oh stop, you know what I mean.”
Turning back to the cabinet I started to explain, “Listen, if you were sick and spent an entire week up here, what is one thing that you have made sure to have a ton of?” Before you could even respond I found what I was looking for. “Ah Ha!”

I reached into the last drawer with both hands and pulled out two nearly new boxes of tissues. “Exactly what we need!”
“Ah man, You’re the best!” You excitedly grabbed one of the boxes from me and we started cleaning ourselves up. Filling the garbage can with cum soaked tissues.

We talked back and forth while we dressed. Probably about work or something. All I remember is when I watched you pull your arms into the sleeves of your coveralls, sadly starting to cover up that body again. All I could think about was how much I was going to miss looking at it. How much I was going to miss feeling it against me. Feeling it inside of me.

The rest of that night is a bit of a blur. I know that after cleaning ourselves up the best we could, we went back to work and pretended like nothing happened. Sneaking the small trash bag full of tissues out with us and leaving the door open to hopefully air the room out of our stench before anyone arrived in the morning to actually do work and realizing that any files they had on the desk were definitely not in order anymore. I threw the trash bag in a large dumpster at the corner of the shop as I headed back to my machines, positive that no one would investigate even if they did see me toss it in.

I feel like the rest of the night after that was normal. I remember that my heart fluttered more than usual anytime you made eye contact with me but I knew that wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. I just hoped you felt the same.

As wonderful and passionate as that night was, as you know, it took us awhile before we hooked up again. After that night we fell back into our old ways of wearing our masks and hiding how we felt. I’m not sure why exactly. I think part of me didn’t know how to act and part of me was scared. I never cheated on my wife before and although I knew that it was wrong, it didn’t feel like it. It felt right and that was scary. I don’t even remember feeling overly guilty around the house after that. If anything, the relief that you gave me that night led to me being happier at home. My wife and I seemed to get along better and as terrible as it may sound, I was okay with everything because I was certain that she would never find out. What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her. Right..?

There was one night though, about a week later where we met up and had a few beers at the pub. Before we left we were saying goodbye on the way to our cars and you instinctively grabbed my hand as we walked. It took us a few steps in before we let go and pulled our hands back from each other. Realizing that we were standing out in public, in the middle of a parking lot and we had to keep our masks so no one saw us. We tied them a little tighter and awkwardly parted ways.

 

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Part 6

When I returned home Stacy was already sleeping soundly as I stripped off and crawled into bed with her. I tried to go to sleep but everytime I shut my eyes I saw you. I thought about feeling your hand on mine outside of the pub and that took me back to that night in the office, back to Our night. I couldn’t get you out of my head and my dick got harder by the second thinking about it. It throbbed inside of my underwear begging for attention. Begging for Your attention. It’s like it missed you as much as I did and honestly, I wasn’t surprised. It missed your body, your hands, your lips, your tongue. It pulsed against the thin fabric of my boxer briefs telling me so.

I reached down under our sea of blankets and started to caress the aching bulge in my underwear. I closed my eyes and I saw you. I saw us in the office that night and I pulled back the blanket just enough to release my cock and balls from their cotton woven prison.

The memory of us played over and over in my head as I started to stroke my cock. I went slow. Careful not to wake Stacy. I could have tried to wake her up and fuck her while thinking of you. I’ve done it before that night and I’ve done it since but I didn’t want to. It might sound stupid but I felt like I didn’t want her involved that night. Sure, I liked the risk of waking her but I mainly wanted to enjoy our memory all to myself. I wanted to fuck you in my mind without worrying that I was being too obvious about thinking of someone else other than her. And so I did.

I laid next to her sleeping body and continued to slowly stroke my cock. My hand gently went up and down on my shaft as I was careful not to move my arm too much or shake the bed. It made it more exciting. Memories of us flashed back and forth in my mind.

When I tugged your underwear away from your body and stared down at your naked, hard cock for the first time.
When your moans rang out above me as I choked on your cock.
How it felt while you held my body against your chest and fucked me against the desk.
Staring up at your hairy muscles and the veins in your arms as you fucked me on the floor.
The feeling when your dick erupted and left me overflowing with your cum.

As the memories played back through my mind they felt real. I felt like I was there all over again. Kissing you, holding you, feeling your breath on my neck. It drove me wild and it didn’t take long for me to feel the cum inside me rise up inside my dick awaiting its escape. My breathing became shaky and I closed my eyes even tighter. I saw your face. I saw your smile. I could almost hear your laugh while feeling your hands on my skin when my body decided that it was the last straw. I was going to cum to the thought of your face.

The smallest moan escaped my mouth as I bit down on my bottom lip, hard. I tried my hardest to be still but I couldn’t help but to twitch and flinch as the pleasure erupted from inside me. My legs twisted and turned in the sheets as I tugged on my balls and released everything I had onto my body and chest.

When my orgasm subsided I laid there covered in my warm cum. Catching my breath and ensuring that Stacy was still sound asleep. She was. I looked down at my puddles of cum and noticed some started to drip down over my side. I quickly scooped it up with my fingers to avoid getting it on the sheets.

This reminded me of the time I scooped up my cum for you. It reminded me of what you did with it. It was so fucking hot that I couldn’t help but recreate it. I slid my cum coated fingertips into my mouth and sucked them clean. I smiled and savored the taste on my tongue. I started scooping the rest of my warm liquid up off my body little by little and licked my fingers clean until there was nothing left. I ate quite a bit of cum that night and every lick I was thinking of you. It was almost as hot as watching you do it for the first time.