Does My Cum Taste Good?

Areum's shorts slid down over her smooth thighs, already so soaked with her juices that from the knees on down the fabric started bunching and rolling into a tight little ball.

"Fucking hell, why do you wear your sleep shorts this small? They're a pain in the ass to get off."

"Hnn… haaah…"

She didn't even answer, just worked to steady her breathing that had gone rough with arousal. Her chest heaved up and down, those heavy tits bouncing and swaying in a way that made for a pretty decent show. Still, the wild reactions from earlier had faded, and little by little I was starting to lose interest.

"Hey, can I touch you down there?"

"I told you… if you touch me down there, hnn… I won't just sit still."

"And what are you gonna do if you don't sit still?"

"I'll kill you… I'll kill you, I said it clear as day…"

The poison that had drained out of her eyes flared back to life. Just when things were cooling off, it felt like the perfect little spark to ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠me.

"Or do you want to touch mine first?"

"Ah…"

I grabbed my pants and underwear together and started shoving them down in a messy heap. Areum just watched, lips parted slightly, and the urge hit me hard—I wanted to shove my cock straight into that open mouth.

"If you're that pissed about it, you touch first."

"…Get that fucking thing out of my face."

"It is a fucking thing, yeah."

"Stop with the word games and move it, you piece of shit!"

My cock stood rock-hard, veins standing out thick and ridged along the shaft. Clear precum welled from the slightly parted tip and stretched down in a long, sticky string.

I brought it slowly toward her trembling face.

"Get lost, and get that filthy thing… off my face!"

"…This is filthy? When we were kids you used to grab mine all the time. Guess you forgot all about that."

"Haa… we were kids… You think then and now are the same? No, fuck… it's disgusting, please!!"

I just teased the tip with my fingertip. Then I smeared a little of that precum on my finger and brought it to the corner of her mouth—and she completely lost her shit.

"Lick this off and swallow it and I'll stop. How about it?"

"Ha, haah… you fucking bastard… you want me to eat that right now?"

"When did I say you had to force it down? I'm just saying if you eat it, we're done."

"Fuck off… I'm never doing what you say…"

"Heh, kinda funny. I tell you to bare those tits and you bare them. I tell you to lift your hips so I can get the shorts off and you lift them all eager, but this you suddenly can't swallow? Just this one thing today and I swear I won't do anything else. Still no?"

I saw her eyes flicker. I could practically hear the gears turning in her head.

"Heh, if you don't want to, you don't have to. But… are you really not gonna eat it?"

"Haa…"

Areum let out a long, heavy sigh, then closed her eyes tight like she'd made up her mind. She parted her lips a little and just lay there waiting.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"…I'll do it."

"Do what?"

Her eyes snapped open again, sharp and glaring right at me.

"Stop the bullshit and just… just bring it. I'll eat it…"

"If you want to eat it so bad, shouldn't you come get it yourself?"

"Haa… you really pull every damn trick. Do we have to go this far?"

"If you don't like it, just spread your legs instead."

"Fucking hell, you cocky little shit!"

She flared up at my words and half-rose like she was about to lunge at me. But the second she came face-to-face with my bare lower half, that fire died just as fast and she went quiet again.

"Give it, fuck. Hand it over."

"Open your mouth."

"…You're seriously deranged."

Maybe she was suddenly embarrassed about flashing her panties at me, because instead of staying in a comfortable position she deliberately dropped to her knees. She folded her hands neatly between her thighs, and those small red ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠lips slowly began to open.

"Ah… aaah…"

Her flushed face was packed full of shame.

"Stick your tongue out too."

"Hnn… heh…"

She let out a hollow little laugh at my words, then, like she'd given up entirely, that small pretty tongue slipped out past her lips.

"Say 'thank you for the meal.'"

"You crazy bastard! Know when to stop, aaagh!!"

"Hey, why do you always go all the way and then throw a fit? If it's that fucking disgusting, don't start in the first place. Did I hold a knife to your throat? Why do you keep forcing yourself through everything only to bitch about it at the end every single time?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuuuck!"

"Not 'fuck'—say 'thank you for the meal.'"

"Huu… huu… th-thank you for the meal…"

Watching her face as she clenched her teeth that hard was pretty damn satisfying. Feeling like I was finally getting payback for every shitty way she'd treated me, I brought my hand to her lips.

"Ha… haaah…"

Her soft-looking tongue poked out between her lips. It trembled faintly while her eyes locked onto my hand.

I smeared the precum thick across my fingers and hovered them just close enough to almost touch her tongue, teasing. I figured I'd enjoy those little flinches for a bit, but once again Areum's patience ran out first.

"Hnn, haah, fuck, I can't take this anymore."

"What? You that hungry for my cum?"

"You son of a bi— mmpf! Mmph!"

I shoved my fingers into her mouth the second she started thrashing again.

"Ahh, you fucking bitch… don't bite."

"Mmph! Nngh!"

"That's it… hnn, good girl."

The force of her bite wasn't light. Still, it wasn't more than I could handle, so I pushed my fingers even deeper into her throat, past her attempts to spit them out.

"Nngh… get every corner… nice and clean…"

Her spit and the soft insides of her mouth wrapped around my fingers with wet, lewd little sounds. She grabbed my wrist and kept trying to shove it out, but I just pushed her onto her back and climbed on top of her.

"Those big soft tits… hnn… so cushy. I'm not too heavy, right?"

"Nngh! Mmmph!"

"Ow, that hurts when you bite like that, you know? Bite me one more time and I swear to fuck I'll make you regret it. Just quietly suck on my fingers."

"Hnn… haah, mmph, slurp… suck…"

Luckily my half-assed threat worked again. She stopped thrashing and focused on licking and sucking my fingers. Her face was still twisted in a scowl, but the way her tongue moved looked just like she was savoring some sweet candy.