Breaths puff from my lips in heavy pants, warming my face and making me feel faint, but then…
“Oh…”
Then, I feel it.
“That’s it… Show me, my treat. Give me a prize for all my hard work.”
And it’s with Cedrick’s encouraging words that I shove my boxers down my legs just as cum erupts from my dick and splatters up my bare abdomen.
“Oh,fuck…Look at you…”
“You-you’re looking at me,” I pant, eyes scrunched shut through the euphoria, and Cedrick chuckles darkly in my ear, sending a wave of goosebumps down my arms.
“Yes, the fuck I am. And you look good enough to eat.”
“Oh… oh, shit…” I mutter, face flushing. “I just…”
“Yes, darlin’.Mmm, mmm. Yes, you did.”
I’m panting into the phone, and I know he can hear it, but I can’t help it. I remove my hand from my dick but accidentallyend up swiping my fingers through the mess on my stomach.
“Have you ever tasted yourself, my treat?”
“W-what?” My face gets hotter than ever before.
“You heard me.”
“No. No, of course not.” But I swallow in a gulp loud enough for Cedrick to hear… or maybe, he sees it.
“Of course not?” he mocks me, accent thick. “What’s that supposed to mean, darlin’? You don’t wanna know what your cum tastes like?”
I nearly swallow my tongue. “I?—”
“C’mon, treat. Eat it for me. Tell me what it tastes like. I miss it so much.” And then, he groans, and my mind goes all staticky, and before I realize what I’m doing, I’m bringing my fingers to my lips and sucking on them.
My release is cooled now, but it doesn’t taste bad. It’s…
“Tell me,” he demands.
And I do.
I pull my fingers out with a wet pop and a heaving breath. “It’s kinda… tangy, I guess? But sort of sweet and salty. I don’t really know how to describe it, but it… it doesn’t…”Oh, God… this is so embarrassing…
There’s a creak through the line. “It doesn’t taste bad, does it, darlin’?”
I swallow the thickness in my throat. “No.”
“Good. Eat some more. Clean it all up for me.”
And so, I do. I swipe my fingers through the mess and eat and suck on my cum while Cedrick listens and watches through the camera above, and I… Ilike it…
I’m so messed up.
But right now, I just don’t care.
By the time I’ve finished, my chest is heaving, and exhaustionhas settled in my bones. I curl up on my side, phone still pressed against my ear and listen to the sound of Cedrick’s breathing as I slowly drift off into darkness.
When I waketo the sun’s rays streaming through the gaps in my curtains, I’m naked and disoriented, and my phone is wedged against my neck. I roll away with a groan, blindly reaching for my phone.
