I finally arrived at home from dropping Hajera off. "Because you taste so sweet" is the last thing she said to me and that sentence was playing on loop in my mind. I tried to sleep that night but I couldn't for some reason. I got my phone out and texted Hajera a message I can't even recall. I just remember her response, "can't wait to taste you again."
The next time I saw Hajera, it was just like our standard encounters. I picked her up right outside of her school, and we cruised around until we figured out what to do. We decided to get some ice cream. After we each got something cold, there was a fountain nearby and so we sat near it and had a short conversation. Luckily, it was about what I had been waiting to talk about.
Just like before, Hajera simply asked "what do you eat?" I told her that I just eat healthy. Her head shook and she then began to explain to me that there is a reason my cum wasn't salty and bitter. She apparently knew enough about semen to know diet affected the taste. While I found that tidbit moderately interesting, the fact that she even knew that is what I found rather kinky. And kinky was something I never really saw Hajera as.
That night as I was home, my curiosity got the best of me and I searched the internet for information about, well, cum. It didn't take long for me to find out what foods made semen sweet and what made it bitter. I was surprised how much diet affected even the most random parts of your body.
Food was actually a big part of my life recently. While I was never fat, I had been chubby for a while and so had been on a diet of low fat and healthy foods. I would eat a lot of fruit and drink large quantities of juice, and apparently it had not only helped me lose a few pounds, but it turned my cum into candy.
The next time I saw Hajera it was a Friday night. I picked her up and told her "my parent's are out for the night, wanna come over?" She answered with an enthusiastic "yes!" and we picked up some food to take home. I don't either of us did it consciously, but we scarfed down the food we got and quickly had our hands all over each other. Hajera beckoned me to my bedroom with her eyes, with a long crooked smile. "I want dessert" is what she said, and we both knew what she meant by that.
Luckily, I had been expecting this, so not only did I have some protection on hand, but recently had begun increasing my intake of certain fruits and cutting down on others. I wanted my "juice" to be as sweet as possible for her.
Hajera was tearing items of clothing off her body before I even got to my bedroom. She peeled off the yellow top she was wearing and her tight blue jeans were now crumpled up around her ankles. She had black lingerie on this time, but I couldn't get much of a look at it before it was on my bedroom floor. Meanwhile, I was still wearing everything I had on, and before I could even start stripping myself, Hajera had her hands on the zipper of my pants, reckless in her desire to get her fingers on what was underneath.
With all my garments still on, Hajera pushed me back onto my bed, and dug her hands into my boxers. Out popped my penis, nearly hard. "I'm going to drink you", she said, her lips beginning to suckle my growing erection. She didn't even need her hands, as the cool touch of her mouth made for an instant boner.
Just like before, she pumped me with her right fist, while fondling my testicles with her left. She mouth never seemed to lose touch with the head of my dick for more than 5 seconds, as I had already began leaking pre-cum into the tiny little head of hers.
My cock was covered in her saliva. I couldn't even move because the feeling of her mouth was so intense and grandiose. She was really going at it, and I could tell she wanted me to cum sooner or later. I think it was the combination of her jerking and her aerobic tongue that made me cum much sooner than our last time. While I pride myself on my sexual stamina, it was almost as if she preferred I prematurely ejaculate, and it bordered on just that.
I only got out a few muffled words before I was cumming into her mouth. I looked down just in time to see her eyes close in ecstasy. She took it all in and swallowed it down in two gulps. As her lips smacked, she opened her eyes, and stuck her tongue out playfully. "Damn, that tasted even better than the first time" she exclaimed. Flabbergasted, all I could say was a tiny "thank you."
Not wanting to press the issue and ruin the good thing I had going, I decided to let her make the next move. It was when she began to clean herself up that I knew I wasn't getting any sex besides oral sex tonight. I admit I was bummed, but how dare I complain after getting the best blow job in my short lifetime.
After Hajera had most of her clothes on, she stood in front of me in her bra, saw something in my eyes, and asked "what do you wanna ask me?" It took me a second to respond, but I did admit I had something creeping in the back of my mind. That thought surfaced quickly and I merely asked "why?"
I nearly kicked myself at how ambiguous my question was, but Hajera somehow knew exactly what I had meant. As if reading my mind she responded "I dunno why, I just love giving oral." She then went on about how she found it very erotic and that it made her went when she pleased a man with her skills.
"Plus I love the taste of cum" she said. "It has this unique texture and flavor that many girls find disgusting, but I somehow love every bit of it."
I then asked what may have been the stupidest question to leave my vocal chords. "so how does my cum compare?" The second the question left me, I knew it wasn't just lost in translation, it was a dumb thing to say. But surprisingly, Hajera didn't see it that way, and her response floored me. "Well, honestly, yours taste the best."
