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The heavy cum is the best. Somehow it relates in my mind as to how turned on he was, how much he needed it. Mmm...
I appreciate a heavy cummer when the guy is cumming on me!
My swing buddy loves it as well (we only swing bareback). One of her favorite things is to NOT clean up between men and that includes during snack breaks etc. She LOVES to have cum run down her thighs while she walking around and making small talk. Other ladies I know feel about the same way as well
p.s. PMs welcome on any topic.
I appreciate a heavy cummer when the guy is cumming on me!
Mmmm I love to feel a cock throb for what feels like forever when a guy is filling me with a big load.
The heavy cum is the best. Somehow it relates in my mind as to how turned on he was, how much he needed it. Mmm...
I always have nice thick hot loads of cum.![]()
Makes it clear you did something right!
When I'm really aroused I cum HARD! And I mean really spraying, this only happens after an extended session. Quantity is more about how long since my last orgasm though.
Years ago, in college, a guy tutored me in calculus. He was kind of nerdy with thick black hair and okay attractive, but he was so funny and kind to a fault. We would sit at a secluded table on the third floor of the library in a corner where it was quiet. He was so sweet and over time, the closeness started to get a little heated, until one day I pulled out his cock and began a handjob, right there in the library.
"Consider this payment," I playfully told him. While I pumped, he opened up a three-ring binder and laid a couple sheets of loose leaf on his belly to catch the impending mess. And I slowly, lovingly worked, and stroked, and massaged. He looked at me like he was in love, but before long, his legs began to tense and his breathing became noisy pants.
"Shhh..." I warned him with a sweet smile. I loved having complete control of him. Then he grunted.
"Ooo!" The first shot hit him just under the chin and laid a wet rope of cum all the way down his T-shirt to just below his cock. The next shot was hardly any different, and, to be honest, I did not try to redirect. I enjoyed watching him coat his shirt in his own cum, knowing that he would have to walk out of the library like that; however, I had no idea that he would go on for so long and eject so much!
On and on he just kept spurting until I started giggling and whispered, "Oh my God!" But then, after seeing how drenched he was I began to feel guilty. And he was drenched!
This thread reminded me of that little bit of fun. I thought maybe someone might find this little story interesting.
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