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As promised, she came back after a fresh fuck with Jackson. I had already positioned myself onto the bed for maximum cum cleaning ability. She parked her pussy just above my lips, pulled her underwear to the side, and revealed what I could only describe as an overflowing pussy. The cum was pouring out of her. This was by far the highest volume of cum she’s made me clean up. It was pouring out, dripping everywhere, some of it got smeared across the outside of her. It was extremely white. I tongued the sloppy mess. It got all over my face. It filled my mouth. Much to my surprise, it didn’t have much taste. She continued to feed me. She would push glob after glob from deep within her to deep within me. I felt like I had eaten a meal by the time I finished round number one. I was full of cum, no appetite remained, but she didn’t care.
She turned around and pushed some cum that had gotten on the corner of my mouth onto my lips and said
“You have to eat it all.”
I ran my tongue along my lips and devoured the last of the remaining cum.
She pulled her underwear up, put her pants back on, and left the room again after saying, “I’ll be back with round two!”
I remained in my cuckold cum cleaning position. Back flat on the ground, eyes looking up, cock confusingly hard.
10 minutes had passed and here she came again. With round two, from the other Jackson.
“Oh you’re in for a treat this time.” She said.
My heart raced.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
“Just shut up, you’ll see soon enough. Why are you lying on the ground? On your knees for this clean up.” She said.
“What, why?” I asked.
“Fuck, you’ll see. Just crawl over here and pull my pants down and pull my ass cheeks apart with your hands.” She demanded.
She was half-standing, leaning on the edge of a couch in the room. Looking amazing. I couldn’t wait to unveil her asshole. On my knees, I approached her from behind. My face was a millimeter from her ass. I did as instructed, pulled her pants and underwear down, and spread her cheeks.
Cum covered her butthole. Cum was all over her cheeks and inner thighs. Cum dripped down over pussy.
“He came all over my ass and pussy, he didn’t cum inside me. He made a huge fucking mess and you have to lick from here to here.” She pointed to her clit and then to the top of her ass crack.
I gulped. And then I dove in.
She was bent over, granting me cleaning access to her clit, pussy, and asshole. She looked amazing, even when covered in another man’s load. Especially covered in another man’s load…
The cum covering her ass got on my forehead when I tried to clean it from her clit. I was covered in her ass cum while trying to clean her pussy cum. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my face into her butt cheeks and said “fucking eat it all you little cuckold bitch!”
She’d never spoken to me like that. My cock hardened. I pointed my tongue and launched an oral assault on her tight perfect little asshole. I stuck it in as far as I could. My tongue was inside her ass, her asshole was completely wrapped around my tongue. Everything was tight, cum covered, nasty, sexy, depraved.
“Too bad he didn’t cum in your asshole.” I said, but before I realized what I even said.
“You’re a nasty little fuck. Eat my pussy again before I change my mind.”
I did exactly as she asked. By this time, I was still on my knees but she had pushed my back and head against the wall. She was standing, swiping from her pussy to her asshole on my face like it was a credit card. Everything was slick from the remaining drips of cum, but mainly her wet pussy. Lubricating my face allowed for clean glides until she climaxed.
“Take me home.” She said.
I stood up, gathered myself, and we headed to my car. My face still covered in cum, spit, and pussy, I walked through the crowded party. We passed by Jackson and…the other Jackson on our way out. The each flashed a smile toward us. I was gutted. Humiliated. My friend laughed all the way to the car. She gave me a play by play of her two fuck sessions with who she called Jackson 1 and Jackson 2. The details were difficult to hear. Everything the Jackson’s did were things I could only dream of doing. The entire recounting of her experience was an expert exercise in humiliation. She knew just what to say and how to say it to inflict maximum damage.
I pulled up to her apartment but she had a confused look on her face. Turns out when she said to take her home, she meant that I take her back to MY apartment, not hers. I was surprised by this and asked why.
She responded to my inquiry and said,
“I’m not done with your face yet.”
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