Secret Cum-Eater

Dear Mistress,

I am a secret cum eater. I’ve been thinking about your newest assignment for me. You asked me to reveal a secret to you. At first, the only thing I could think was “Mistress already knows all my secrets!” I was having a hard time thinking of something to share with you. But I didn’t want to disappoint my beautiful, wonderful American Mistress, so I racked my brain, looking for an answer to give you.

Then, I remembered. I’d nearly forgotten, partly because it was so long ago and partly because it was something I wanted to forget. So I am about to reveal it to you, and I hope that the revelation pleases you.

Several years ago, I went through a serious phase with the cum-eating fetish. That may not sound so bad to you, Mistress. Indeed, it wasn’t so terrible at first. It was a fun, kinky new game to play, and I enjoyed it.

But as time went on, I became hooked on it. I loved the taste of my own cum. I also enjoyed the humiliation eating my cum provided. These two things are what spurred my “addiction” on.

How My Fetish Began

It’s embarrassing to think of now just how much I became obsessed with eating my cum. But I suppose I should tell you how it began, shouldn’t I? Then, you’ll understand how much it escalated as time went on.

One night, I was sitting at home alone, watching porn. Yes, it sounds rather sad and lonely, but it wasn’t. I was glad to have the night to myself, and I was rather enjoying the time alone. I hadn’t masturbated in several days, so I was awfully excited. (I wasn’t under any sort of denial; it was just something that happened.) But, knowing that a quick orgasm would produce one little spark of enjoyment that would quickly fade away, I tried my best to pace myself as I masturbated to extend my enjoyment.

I’d done a fairly good job of extending my jerk-off session that night. My orgasm built and built inside me until I was ready to explode. At a particularly hot part of the porno I was watching, I bent forward to get a better look. A couple of strokes later, and I came…hard.

I Was An Accidental Cum Eater

I came so hard that I gave myself a facial! I guess there was so much cum and pressure built up inside me from the days of denial and the edging that I’d been doing that I simply shot much harder and farther than usual. Cum was splattered all over my chest and stomach, but a few more spots dotted my face.

Surprised, I licked my lips before I realized what I’d done. Immediately, there was a salty, though not altogether unpleasant, taste on my tongue. I’d become an accidental cum-eater!

If it had stopped there, things would’ve been fine. If I had only indulged occasionally or only in private, that, too, would’ve been just fine. But that night set off a chain of events that I still blush to think of.

I Couldn’t Stop Thinking About Being a Cum Eater

As is the case with most things we find enjoyable, just doing it once wasn’t enough. It was wonderful at first, but over time, it became just as mundane and routine as my other masturbation habits. It’s only human nature to seek novelty, so I started eating my cum in different ways.

At first, I began saving it up for later in the freezer, so that I could eat my cum while I masturbated. Then, I started mixing it in with my food and drink. But even those things would’ve been ok (though a little unusual) had I not gone any farther.

One day, however, I got a taste for my cum while I was at work. I snuck into the bathroom and played with myself until I came all over my fingers. Then, I licked them clean happily. Of course, the added stimulation of doing such a thing in a semi-public place made it that much better. It got to where I would jack off in the bathroom nearly every day, and, finally, I even did it one day in my office!

When I came to my senses and realized what I’d done, that I’d masturbated at work where anyone could’ve walked in on me, I went on a crusade to scale back all my cum eater activities. Because of my own mortification, this wasn’t too hard. I hardly ever do it now, but I do occasionally have a little taste when I jerk off. The cum eater deep inside my just can’t help it.

So there you have it, Mistress. Your slave’s most humiliating (and exciting) secret.

Your Faithful Servant (and now not-so-secret cum eater)