The Pornographer Diaries Chapter 1 “The First Time I Tasted Cum”
Written by Django Thunder crackled and the rain poured down hard, I couldn’t sleep. Not because of the thunder or the rain, but because of the countless ections a twelve year old boy like myself seemed to get all the time. It was like sleeping on a rock.
My mom had brought a man home from the bar that night. I heard them having sex for hours which also was an explanation for the erection of that particular night.
I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet. It was then, I saw for the first time, a used condom on the tile floor next to our waste basket. The lucky man of the hour, who up until now was the stranger my mom brought home had just lost that title to me, though at the very second I didn’t know that.
I picked it up and inspected it. It smelt like rubber and an odour that I had never smelled before. In the tip was a thick white substance. I took the prize back to my bedroom and shut the door. The smell of the cum made me hard, though I had never smelt it before, my body knew the smell as a turn on. I put the opening of the condom to my mouth and pinching the tip, I held it above my head and the cum oozed out over my tongue. It slip down my throat. I gagged. Pre cum started dripping from my dick and I tasted it to see if the flavour was a similar and it was.
It was incredible. I masturbated for the first time that night and sprayed my thick load all over my tummy. Then, using my finger, scraped it all up and ate it. Not knowing shit about safe sex, I wondered why the man had wasted this juice.
It became a thing for me. My mom would bring home men and in the middle of the night I would sneak to the bathroom to see if a condom was in the trash.
One night, on my way to the bathroom I stopped at my mom’s door and peaked under it. There for the first time I saw her having sex. The man she was with had her on all fours and was giving it to her from behind, pulling her hair hard. He appeared to be rough with her as she was crying and he was barking names and commands at her. He spat on her and slapped her. I wanted to sneak in and do something but this guy was covered in tattoos and after all I was only 12. To this day it still bothers me. I watched as he dragged my mother by her hair off the bed and to her knees. He sprayed his load all over her face calling her a slut and a whore. I remember my mom quickly wiping the seed away and flicking it into the air. This web of cum flew for what seemed like forever across the room. Then, SMASH! He punched her in the face and blood went everywhere. I raced back to my bed and hid. I heard the man leave when the door slammed. About an hour later I went to check in on my mom. She was out cold on the floor, her legs spread open, dried blood and cum on her face, she was a mess. She had scratches and bruises all over her. I woke her up but she didn’t say much. She told me to go to bed as she pulled the sheet from the bed and wrapped herself in it. I heard her cry from my bedroom while she took a bath.
Now, some would say my mom is a whore or a tramp for bringing many men home. But she had a rough life. Her first love was killed in the line of duty and she took it hard. She was a good mom. She always had breakfast on the table, a hot meal for dinner, clothes were always on my back, and she was as beautiful as the sun’s shine. Think Monica Belluchi. She had me when she was 16 so when I was 12 she was only 28, and she looked amazing.
When I turned 16 my mom wanted to take me out for a birthday dinner. She wore a sexy mini skirt, white tube top, 6inch heels that strapped all the way up her legs, she was giving me a complex. We went out that night and she asked me if I had a girlfriend. I told her I did but was worried because shehad wanted to have sex and I was afraid I wouldn’t really be good at it since I was a virgin. My mom and I talked about everything, she was my best friend.
That night, I went to bed, about an hour later my mom came to the door and knocked. She opened it without saying a word, she walked right up to me, still in her heels and everything, got on her knees by the bed and gave me the best blowjob I’ve ever had. She ran her tongue up my shake, sucked my swollen balls, moaned the whole time, it was intense. She would stick her tongue in my piss slit and moan as she tasted my pre-cum. She told me that she knew that I had been watching her. I blew just then, all over her face. A hot thick white wad of seed clung to her face. Scraping it off with her finger she ate it, then kissed me. She climbed up on top of me and slide her tube top off. I felt her breasts for the first time, they were real and spectacular. She gave me a hand-job to get me hard again which wasn’t very long. And when she lowered herself on top of me, it was incredible. Her wet box was runny and warm. I fucked her brains out that night. Trying every move I had seen other men do to my mom. I came four times; once in her ass, once on her face, once on her chest, and once on her pussy. We lay in bed all night awake but didn’t talk. We both knew what had happened was wrong, but the sensing of the act was too in-toxic to try and pretend it never happened.
Unfortunately we never got to talk about it. Two days later my mom was killed by a drunk driver.
More to come…
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