Cum Eating Slut Goes Home For The Holidays

The holidays don’t have to be a drab.

Now that you’ve found new purpose (a slave to women who barely acknowledge you), you’re quite excited. Once again, you won’t have money to buy gifts for everyone, but you have good reason now. It all goes to the women you serve, and nobody else. Recently, you’ve found a new way to show your devotion in conjunction to your cash gifts: eating your own, big fat cum load.

You used to shrivel at the thought of the white, gloppy mess going anywhere but into a wad of tissues and promptly the trash can. Now your mouth is the trash can and you savor every single drop. Jerking off is a ritual now, one preceded by eating the most acidic foods and wines. You want the taste to linger. You want your moment of weakness to dance on your tastebuds for as long as possible. You’ve even considered bottling it up so that you can taste it throughout the day.

It was this brilliant notion that sparked your strategy for surviving your trip home for the holidays. Your family, ever over-bearing, would never allow you the time it takes to jerk off while you’re there unless you cram yourself in the bathroom and furiously jerk it to the bookmarked clips you know will do you in every time. It takes time, sometimes hours, to generate a load big and juicy enough for your satisfaction. You don’t know when you became such a critic of your own semen.

You need to create a plan to feed your addiction.

You buy a flask. Your family knows you have… issues, but they don’t understand the extent of it. What’s adding newly formed alcoholic to your pile of problems? You have a week until you have to go home, see your dreaded aunts and uncles, answer questions about a woeful life you could give a shit about. This…. this is what you really care about, you tell yourself as you pump the contents of your balls into the flask every morning and night. This is what you’re really thankful for.

Surprisingly it doesn’t take long to fill up the flask. Your favorite Goddesses have been putting out the greatest clips, and somehow, some way they always end up looking hotter than they ever have before. Does vampirism go hand in hand with domination? You wouldn’t be surprised. You send extra fat tributes as a thank you for the metaphorical hand in getting the job done. You wouldn’t be anywhere without these women.

Success looks like a flask overfilling with your own bodily fluids. Success looks like picking up another one at the store for residuals. Your body is used to producing extra and you kind of like the challenge of having to aim your dick into the tiny hole of the flask. It’s the only hole your dick has been in proximity with in a long, long time. You don’t remember what regular sex feels like. Cumming into containers to eat later is your sex life now.

Your family wonders why you’re so upbeat when you come home this year. Your face has color in it now, your mom says. It’s because you accidentally choked yourself gulping down some of your own nut on the drive over. The tears running down your face as you coughed it out of your windpipe only added to the holiday cheer. The thought of being taken out by the same fluids your body produced to create life…it’s the first time you felt anything in a long time. Thanks Mom. You’re happy to be home this year.

This is your new tradition.