From: betty b <mrs_betty@a... </group/cum_on/post?protectID=029212066012093198050057164248147130018144188241077113114150166091061>>
Date: Sat Feb 3, 2001 12:02 pm
Subject: It worked again

Hi 
 
Well, I did it again, but it was not as good as the first time.  But I still
have a mouth full of sperm. 

It was easier this time because he was expecting it.  My son was at his
father's for the weekend so I called my super earlier this morning and asked
him to come by. 
 
I decided to wear my robe again because it worked last time.  I know this
probably just makes me look like a slut who wants to be used, but I guess I am
getting a little more comfortable with that.  I mean, the first time might have
looked an accident but the second time I guess it was pretty obvious.  Anyway,
the fact is I don't think he really cares. 
 
My rent is $1,130 so I had $930 in cash and promised I would have the rest by
next Thursday, my day off next week.  He got mad again and told me that it was
not acceptable, but he was not as angry as he had been the first time because
he was probably glad for the excuse.  But he still made me say it first. 
 
I made him come in this time and sit down and he dropped his pants before he
did.  He looked so gross sitting on my sofa with his pants around his ankles
and his huge hairy belly hanging out from under his shirt and I could barely
see his penis under it.  But once he moved forward on the couch and leaned back
I could get at it okay. 
 
And I did it again.  I played with it and licked it until it got hard and then
sucked it.  It took a long time again which I guess is good because it gave me
lots of time to think about what I am doing, to picture myself as my friends
would see me if they were in the room.	I even masturbated while I was doing it
and had a couple of orgasms with his cock in my mouth.  I really liked that! 
 
Actually, thinking about it, it was pretty exciting.  The only thing that
ruined it was that when he came, he held my head in both hands and forced me
down until I was gagging on his spurting cock which was not only really
unpleasant, but also meant I did not get the facial that I wanted.   

Instead, I found myself with a mouth full of sperm coughing and choking on the
stuff that had gone down my windpipe, but not wanting to swallow it because I
had worked do hard for it.  I ran to the bathroom and then did not know what to
do.  I looked awful in the mirror.  The choking had made me cry and my face was
all red and swollen and the lipstick I had worn was smeared all over my face. 
Between that and still having a mouth full of sperm I was pretty disgusted with
myself. 
 
He called out if I was alright so I had to do something quick, so I spit it
into the plastic cup and told him I was fine. 
 
By the time I got out again he was dressed and almost at the door. 

"I don't swallow." I told him crossly, "I'm not a slut, you know". 
 
It just sort of came out and then I didn't know what to say because of course
it is ridiculous to say I am not a slut after I just finished blowing him and I
pictured how I must look saying that with lipstick smeared all around my mouth.
 But I felt a little less slutty for saying it and maybe he will cum on my face
next time. 
 
He just grunted, told me to have the money by Thursday and left. 
 
Then I went to play with my treasure.  I drank it back into my mouth and used
my finger to scrape out the last bits and gobbled them up.  Then I spit it on
the glass coffee table and then licked it up again, over and over again,
pretending that someone was forcing me to do it and rubbing my boobs in the
mess.  I brought my make-up mirror out from my room so I could see myself and
that made me cum.  I even started talking to myself, telling myself how sick I
am and how disgusting I looked and how pathetic I am, and that made me cum some
more. 
 
I don't understand why being so disgusting and gross turns me on so much, but
it does.  Part of me thinks I should get counselling, but I don't want to. 
First of all I could never face someone and tell them what I am telling you,
but also, I don't want to stop doing these things.  I know they are sick, but I
really enjoy them. 
 
Anyway, I have to go to work now so I am going to have to swallow this and
clean everything up.  It is mostly all just foamy spit now anyways.  

There, all gone.

Bye for now,

Betty