SRRLLPP-P-P~
Gokungk~ “Mnf, master, manners~”
He says as much but he’s pressing his crotch so deep into my side that I can now feel his soft balls tensing together with his throbbing prick. By bad manners, he’s of course referring to the clearly audible slurping noise as I suck his jizz off the edge of the spoon like soup, cock soup in this case. It’s so sticky, slimy and viscous that the warm seed is quickly drawn into my lips like one solid mass as I suck. I feel my lips turn slimy with jizz as it splatters the inside of my mouth, cascades over my already heavily coated tastebuds and slides to the back of my throat.
One would think that the swallowing process would be simpler now since there was no need to chew, however the slimy cock goo was even more stubborn going down my throat. It was like the small amounts of apple pie had provided it some solid enough mass that my gullet could squeeze it down easily. Now it was just a viscous sperm jelly that clung stubbornly to the walls of my gullet, making it slime all the way down my oesophagus and inside my belly.
SSSRRRLLLPP-P~
“Oh master, so greedy~♥”
My solution for this? Just swallow more of it. I shovel multiple spoons full of cum into my mouth until there was a large enough spunk glob that my throat could suck it down with less problems. At the same time this meant that my mouth was so much more filled with jizz each time, it drowned and pickled my tongue and gums, my teeth felt slimy sliding against each other as I savoured Kitt’s warm, potent load. I scooped and scooped up his nut into my mouth, the Femboy in the meantime getting more and more bold in rubbing against me, until he was just shy of humping my arm.
This not only made it more of a challenge to scoop out plenty of his spunk with that same arm, but also made me more aroused as I could feel his crotch heating up similar to his hot slab of foxboy meat rubbing against me. I felt his balls tensing intensely as I struggled to gulp his smelly seed, as though he were imagining himself shooting it right into my mouth. I myself was imagining him dropping a fat hot load onto my spoon every time I bring a fresh warm scoop towards my mouth.
Such was how us master and servant crossed many lines and committed to the inappropriate, sinful act while spoonful and spoonful of prick sauce disappeared from my tainted breakfast plate. The more scoops I slurped up, the stronger the stench in my nose and the more tingly my mouth became from the strong taste. My throat felt weird after swallowing so much soupy jizz, I could feel it pooling in my belly as much as it pooled on the plate, said pool now shrinking as the one in my belly grew directly larger. I became lost in the act of literally eating Kitt’s smelly semen with the Femboy grinding his rock hard prick and crotch against my side. His faint, high-pitched panting mimicking how I felt inside as my own boner pulsed like crazy in my fitted pants.
SSPPPPPWCHP~
By the time I was at the last slurp, I had no idea how much cum I’d drunk. He’d shot out so much and this was only my first time tasting semen, much less consuming so much of it. The last cloudy globs of warm, sticky ball sauce was slurped into my lips and then turned up in my mouth as I swished it for no real reason other than to savour the taste. Even now it was a smell and taste that I couldn’t bring myself to genuinely enjoy, however clearly what I enjoyed was a different aspect of the immoral act. It took swallowing a whole massive load of the Foxboy’s cum for me to be convinced of my own perverted desires. My erection throbbed almost as much as Kitt’s did as I swallowed the last of his load.
“Don’t, nf, forget to clean your plate, master~♥”
Gokungk~ Gokungk~
His cock was absolutely raging and grinding against me like it was alive as he carefully held up the seemingly empty plate. Inside of it was naturally still plenty thick streaks of sticky prick cream that I’d failed to scoop up with my spoon. Naturally for a noble, there was no such thing as perfectly cleaning ones plate, in fact for a servant to even suggest such a thing after a meal could land them in trouble even int his day and age. However, as Kitt boldly tilts the baker dish and brings it towards my face, my face naturally moves in to meet it.
The smell is so strong, prick sauce surrounding my face from all sides as I stick my tongue out into the dish. Of all the actions unbecoming of a noble, this was one at the top of the list. Even some commoners would find it bad manners to literally lick their plates clean, yet this is exactly what I did. Thick globs of smelly sperm jelly bults up on my tongue, soaking my tastebuds further as I lick the thick streaks off the expensive ceramic. Kitt holds the plate gently to my face, treating his own master like a pet he was feeding, all the whole still grinding his throbbing cock and tensing crotch on my side.
SLCK-K~ SLRP~
Were any of my acquaintances to witness my actions at this moment, there was no way I would be able to explain it while maintaining any form of dignity or self-respect, far less the respect of my peers. However the only thing on my mind at this time is the strong smell of foxboy semen pounding my sinuses as I struggle to swallow down thick globs of his remaining cum. It certainly took a lot of time and effort, the dish being so large and there being so much spunk, however I was methodical and didn’t want to miss a single drop of the smelly, cloudy cock cream. It felt like it would be an insult to myself after having already swallowed so much. The sound of my licking continued to echo in the deep dish held to my face and the smell and taste dominated my senses until there was finally nothing left to lick off.
“Well done master.”
Kitt boldly complimented me for consuming his spunk like it was some kind of accomplishment, though given the size of the load, it had been in some ways. I certainly felt it in my belly as I sat in my chair, literal pints of his fresh seed composing my breakfast for the morning. Even as the reality of what I’d just done set in, mostly all I felt was arousal that made my dick hard. It seems that I’m already too far gone at this point. I felt strangely satiated while my own breath stunk like I’d spent the day in a brothel, sucking people off. My mouth and throat still felt slimy while the taste was glued to my tongue and the smell seared into my nostrils. One thing was for sure, I would have to wash my mouth thoroughly before I interacted with anyone that wasn’t the Foxboy standing beside me. And speaking of Kitt,
“Did you like my special sauce master~?”
He asked while leaning over and bringing his face near mines, even with his toothy grin right in front of my eyes, I couldn’t help but look at his erection that was throbbing just like my own. But what could I say in response? As I’d already stated before, it was semen, whether I’d enjoyed consuming in from purely a smell and taste standpoint, I’d be lying if I said I did. However, I obviously couldn’t bring myself to say such a thing, what with my clear reaction from the experience.