I like food, all kinds of it. It is even enjoyable when you mix it in with sex. Sometimes! I met this woman who was a bit older than me and boy was she a freak. A real kinky cougar is a must to everyman before you give up the game.
She ended up back at my place after a fire pit party. She was interested and not that bad looking, so I rose to the occasion. I was once called a sure thing in my home town. I don’t know if that is a good thing or not? Anyways, when we hit the bedroom, a switch went off; and I’m not talking about the light switch.
The problem with a food fetish and a woman who is into that is you have to actually have food. Not just barley soup, but actual groceries. Hell, I didn’t even have ice cubes made up.
Now this is where it all started, the ice cubes. She wanted some and I had none. Hmmm! “What to use,” I thought. I told her I had perogies. They are frozen and cold, good to rub over the sensual areas and delicious too, I might add. “Can I shove them up your ass?” she asked.
“No thank you very much! What the Hell woman, that’s just sick. I’m not that kinky.”
What came next was somewhat cool, and not, all at the same time. She poured beer all over my crotch and started to suck it off. What a lush. She then asked if I had ever had a rim job. Nice! I told that I had not but there is always a first. Up went my legs and down went her head.
I am not a hairy man but I can surely say I have some nose ticklers down there.
We must have poured three cans of that barley soup before I got off. The bitch actually tried to kiss me afterwards too. I have never cared about a woman’s feelings when it was ass to mouth for her; but me, I think not.
After that crazy night, my room stunk for a week before I finally had to throw my mattress out. It had a layer of coloured stink about three feet in diameter, and God knows what on the inside. The price for being experimental I guess. Definitely worth it though. Hell yes to rim jobs...
Three cans of Beer: five dollars. A new mattress: five hundred dollars. A sloppy rim job from a drunken cougar: priceless!
Excerpt From
Socially Unacceptable
VICTOR BLACK
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