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Cum eating boyfriendI guess it all started on my 18th birthday. That was the day I found out just how strongly how my beloved Tanya felt about ... well ... cum. You see, she and I had been going out for a few months. I guess you could say we were 'going steady'. I was thrilled. Tanya was everything I'd ever dreamed of ... and more. She was beautiful to look at, had long medium-blonde hair and a really sexy body. She was smart, too; she was in all my advanced high school courses. Guys like me -- the thin, nerdy types -- never seemed to attract the beautiful sexy girls like her. But Tanya liked me. I was nuts about her. I hoped that someday, she'd love me. So you can imagine my sheer joy when, on my 18th birthday, Tanya offered me a blowjob. *quot;Honey ... that's ... that's g-great! But ... but, are you sure you want to? I mean, the times we've ...*quot;*quot;I know. I know,*quot; Tanya replied, *quot;The other times I've gotten pretty grossed out when you shoot your ... stuff,*quot; she said, referring to the times she'd given me a handjob. *quot;I mean, I want to make you happy, Bobby. I want to make you feel good. Like you made me feel when you licked my ... um ... sex.*quot;I smiled. I thought Tanya was the hottest thing on the planet and I was thrilled the first time she let me lick her pussy. I thought it tasted terrific. And I loved the way she squirmed and wiggled when I did it. Whenever we had a bit of privacy these days, she seemed to end up sitting on my face. I wanted to put my dick in her ... or have her suck on it ... but I was too shy to ask her. She always seemed really fascinated with my dick ... she was always playing with it to make it hard. 'It looks so pretty that way,' she'd say. My dick got lots of attention from her; stroking, squeezing, and fondling. But the few times I'd cum, she'd been completely grossed out by the sticky feeling of cum on her hands. She'd practically run to wash it off. That's why it really meant something to me when she offered to suck me off.*quot;But, uh ... when can we do it?*quot; I asked. The night I'd licked her had been one of the rare occasions we got to spend any time alone. My parents (well, my mom and stepdad) had been out to a late dinner. But tonight, they had made a big deal of cooking me a big birthday dinner. I knew we'd never get any time alone.*quot;Well, I thought maybe,*quot; she looked at me coyly, *quot;we could go under the bleachers out in the football field.*quot;I grinned. *quot;Okay, then. I'll meet you there after 7th period.*quot;***Now, at this point I'd never had my dick sucked before, so even the worst blowjob ever would probably have felt great. But Tanya was doing an awesome job! I'd seen a few pornos that the guys had smuggled out of their father's collections and Tanya was doing everything I'd seen in those and more. I wondered if she'd seen one or two pornos herself. She was bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue around, turning her head to make eye contact with me, and following her mouth with her hand. She was incredible! My Tanya ... my girlfriend ... was a great cocksucker! I felt like the luckiest man in the world.I can say now that those were likely the three best minutes of my life. Then, I heard a loud male voice say, *quot;Ho ho ho! What do we have here??!*quot; I sat bolt upright in absolute shock at being caught. The next thing I heard was the ringing sound made by my head hitting one of the bleacher support beams.I was knocked out cold.****quot;Honey, get up. C'mon, honey ... it's time to go now.*quot;*quot;Wha? What ... what happened?*quot; I sat up and looked around in confusion. We were sitting ... under the bleachers? I tried to remember what we were doing there.*quot;What happened? You KNOW what happened, honey. Your little birthday blowjob turned into a birthday gangbang for your girlfriend.*quot;*quot;WHAT?!?*quot; I cried, still dazed.*quot;Oh, don't be ridiculous, Bobby. It seems pretty clear to me that you invited your buddy Malph and his little crew to watch you get your precious blowjob. I can't believe you'd be so callous. I'm really beginning to wonder if you're right for me. I think we should break up.*quot;My stunned brain was trying to comprehend a dozen things at once. The voice I'd heard ... that could have been Malph. But to call him my 'buddy' was totally wrong. Ralph Ludder was a big bully who pushed me around and stole my lunch money most days of the week. Everyone called him 'Malph' because of his red hair and passing resemblance to the character on the TV reruns. But wait ... did she say gangbang? And what was this about breaking up ... Tanya was the best thing to ever happen to me. I stuttered out the first thing that came to mind.*quot;I .. I .. I don't want to break up!*quot;*quot;Is that so?*quot; she said sarcastically while pulling on her blouse (I just now realized that she was practically naked). *quot;Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it. Just lying there with your pants around your ankles while four of your friends fuck the tar out of me.*quot;*quot;Wait, I ... they're not my ...*quot;*quot;I mean, the way we were going, Bobby, I'd figured I'd get some fuck-action around you sooner or later, but I didn't quite expect this! And I can't believe you just laid there,*quot; she continued, now examining her torn skirt, *quot;Oh darn. This zipper is broken.*quot;*quot;Honey! I was out cold!*quot; I exclaimed, holding my head.She tilted her head up in thought. *quot;Well, yeah. I almost fainted, too, when I saw the size of Malph's cock. It's pretty huge, isn't it? I mean, compared to yours anyway. And, boy, I thought yours looked pretty when it got all hard, but his was downright gorgeous! Felt pretty good when he fucked me with it, too ... well, after a minute or two. Does yours feel like that, too? Hey ... do you see my panties anywhere?*quot;*quot;No, I ... wait ... what--*quot;*quot;OH MY GOD! Oh God! I'm gonna ... I'm gonna be sick,*quot; she suddenly cried.*quot;What's wrong?*quot;*quot;There's c-cum all over my th-thighs! Oh, God ... it's dripping down out of my pussy!*quot; she sobbed.*quot;He came inside your pussy?*quot; I asked.*quot;They all did! They all came inside my pussy!*quot; She was starting to get a little frantic. She started to reach down to wipe away the cum, but I could tell she still was reluctant to even touch it.*quot;What ... what if you get pregnant?*quot;*quot;Preg-- OH NO! I CAN'T get pregnant, Bobby! My mom will kill tuzla escort me! Get it out, Bobby! This is all your fault! Get it out! Get it out! Get it ouuuuuutt!*quot; she descended into hysterics, her arms flapping at her side as she practically screamed in panic. It was like she hadn't even thought of the possibility of getting pregnant until then.*quot;Shhh. Shhh. Honey .. don't worry. I'll -- I'll think of something! I ... do you have anything we can wash it out with? Some water or--*quot;*quot;This is YOUR fault,*quot; she screamed. She fell back onto the ground on her back, sobbing madly. Her legs fell open lewdly as her body was racked with sobs. *quot;G-get it out of me! Help meeeee! I don't wa-wa-want to get p-p-pregnant now!*quot;I was dumbstruck. I had no idea what to do. I reached between her legs and put two fingers in her stretched pussy, intending to scoop out some of the cum inside. There must have been an awful lot up there ... I couldn't even feel the walls of her pussy. It was like dipping my fingers into warm custard.*quot;NOOOO! STOP!*quot; she screamed, *quot;Wha-what are you d-doing! You're just p-pushing it further up inside me!!!*quot;*quot;But honey ... what am I supposed to do?*quot;*quot;You can't push on it to get it out! You have to pull it out of there somehow! Before ... before I get .... p-pregnant!*quot; At the reminder of possibly becoming pregnant, her wailing resumed. *quot;Pull it out of me, Bobby. Suck it out! Suck it oooooouuuuuuut!*quot;For an instant, it seemed that time froze. Moments that are going to affect the rest of your life always seem to be that way. Tanya was right ... the only way to get that cum out of her was to find a way to suck it out .. instead of pushing anything inside. But between two half naked teenagers under the school bleachers, there wasn't exactly a whole lot of different methods to choose from. The only option ... shocked me. Revolted me, in fact. I'd have to ... I'd have to use my mouth.I instantly thought of the time the previous summer when I'd had to siphon gasoline from a car. Gasoline tasted terrible even if only a little got in your mouth, but all you had to do was get the flow started. And, in an emergency, tasting a bit of gasoline had been the only way. Well, this was an emergency. But ... wasn't gasoline. It was cum. Other men's cum. Several loads of other men's cum in my girlfriends stretched and well worn pussy.But if that thought was going to cause resistance, the picture of the poor, sobbing, miserable girl in front of me was more than enough to convince me that ... in an emergency ... I could do it. I'd do anything for her. I loved her. I loved her and I'd do anything to make her feel better. And, of course, keeping her from getting pregnant was fairly important to me as well.So, I swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and leaned my face down to her soaked