Jan
Man-sexed PART 5
PART 5
The fear, [ THE FEAR OF BEING CAUGHT ] was to much for me, as I closed my eyes, [ STUCK MY TONGUE OUT ] and [ WAITED FOR HIM TO DO IT ]. ” OH SHIT YES, THAT’S IT, HOLD IT OUT THERE FOR ME, I’LL CUM ON IT.” I could hear him jacking on it, [ JACKING ON IT, FASTER AND FASTER ] and I knew that at any moment now, that he would [ SQUIRT IT AT ME, SQUIRT IT OUT ONTO MY TONGUE ] and [ MAKE ME EAT IT ]. Make me eat it, just like I had made the other older man [ EAT MINE ], while this old man had been standing there peeing. I can’t even describe the feelings that were going through me, as I sat there on the white toilet, holding my tongue out, waiting for him to cum on it and knowing that he would. I hated my step-uncle, for sucking on my [ YOUNG LITTLE BONER ] and eventually getting me to suck on his, [ SUCK ON HIS BIG, THICK, ONE ], almost everytime he wanted me to, before it was all over. I hated [ ALL OF THE OLDER MEN ] that had [ GOTTEN TO ME ]. [ GOTTEN TO MY YOUNG MOUTH AND MY TINY, LITTLE, ASSHOLE ] before I was even old enough to understand what was really happening. I’m not saying that I didn’t like it, [ WHEN THEY HAD DONE THINGS TO ME SEXUALLY OR GOTTEN ME TO DO THINGS TO THEM ] or that it was all their fault [ BECAUSE IT WASN'T ]. [ I WAS EASY ] and somehow they knew it, as more and more of them [ CAME ON TO ME ] and [ GOT ME TO DO IT WITH THEM ]. ” OH SHIT, HERE IT COMES BABY, HERE IT COMES, DON’T MOVE.” ” AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” SQUIRT…SQUIRT…SQUIRT…” AGGHHH,” SQUIRT, SQUIRT. ” OH SHIT, EAT IT… EAT IT, SWALLOW IT.” ” AGGHHHH.” Just the feel and the warmth of [ THE LITTLE WHITE PUDDLE ] that he had just left on my tongue, reminded me of when my step-uncle used to get me to [ SUCK ON HIS ] and [ HE'D LEAVE HIS LITTLE WHITE PUDDLE ON MY TONGUE ] before he’d sneak back out of my bedroom. [ LEAVING IT THERE FOR ME TO SWALLOW ] but I couldn’t, [ NOT IN THE BEGINNING, ANYWAY ]. By this time, I had no problem whatsoever in swallowing it, [ SWALLOWING THE LITTLE WHITE PUDDLE OF A STRANGER ] and begging him for more. [ BEGGING HIM FOR MORE ] as I felt [ THE WARMTH OF THE LITTLE WHITE PUDDLE ] sliding down my throat and going down into my belly.
