His Coming on Cum

His words are in black and mine are in blue and the image is the picture taken on that night now newly decorated with his cum. A cum tribute to a tribute to cum.

It was a magical night and she is a creature of exquisite sexuality. We had dined like a normal couple. Kissing in the moonlight, strolling hand in hand. Later she would dance for me. She moved in a way that resonated to my core with carnal desire.

I have played back this whole evening so many times in my head. 

I dressed with a purpose in mind. He had texted me earlier in the day from work. The message said

“I have £25 in my pocket that you can earn tonight”

That was it. No hint on how to earn that money just that once simple sentence left hanging there for me. 

The dress was sheer, in some light you might not even realise it was see through but in others it was absolutely obvious. I wore a body-suit underneath and bright pink heels. It was too hot for stockings and anyway my legs had too nice a tan to cover up.

We went to dinner. I could feel his eyes admiring the view as he walked behind me when the waitress led us to our table. The food was delicious, the company perfect. 

When we got back to the apartment I motioned for him to sit. I had the track already selected. I may have even practised my moves before he got home. I was nothing if not determined to earn my money. 

I wouldn’t like to claim I danced like a pro but I do know how to move my body and I picked the track wisely, Adele’s Rolling in the Deep if you are curious. It has the perfect thuddy beat to move to, one you can feel inside you. For a brief moment I felt hugely self conscious, I wanted this to be hot not funny and my brain made me believe there was a risk of the latter but I closed my eyes and moved like I had done a 100 times before to this beautiful song and when he let out this little noise, a cross between a groan and a sigh, I knew I was on the right track. 

Leaning forward and grinding my arse into his lap got me an audible ‘fuuuccckkkk’ which had me smiling to myself because then I knew the £25 was mine for the taking. Just to be sure though as the music ended I slide to my knees and unbuttoned his trousers.

She would be bent over the bed and her bottom spanked until it was a bright glowing red, it emanated heat from her punishment. Then with the purpose of marking her beautiful flesh she would be paddled with well timed and spaced swats on her sore and stinging flesh.  A hand held in place when it was needed and her lower bottom gave way to licks of the thick board on her upper thighs until it marked her with beautiful shades of black and blue.

She would preen, and pose and admire her marks proudly in the oval mirror beside the bed. I would take note and secretly plan to make those marks pale in comparison sometime in the not to distant future.

Not much later she would be bent her over the bathroom sink. Perched on her high heels, marked hot red bottom presented at just the right height and angle to fuck her intensely while she watched in the mirror. I pounded her cunt with every fraction of an inch my cock could give her needy pussy. She was so hot, so tight and incredibly wet. I could hear the sounds of her wetness with each thrust, the scent of us and sex danced in the air. All the while chasing my own orgasm with no regard for anything else. I was taking her purely for my own pleasure.

Watching him in the mirror as he watches me while he fucks me. My hands bracing myself on the edge of the sink but then he looks down between our bodies and I know he is getting off on seeing his cock buried in my cunt and my hot marked arse. He is captivated by that view and I feel my cunt tighten and grip around him in response. I am pushing back onto him, his fingers digging into my hips as he buries himself in me. I am going to make him come and that is so insanely hot to me.

My orgasm built quickly and powerfully. With her hips moving with my thrusts burying me entire length into her well fucked cunt. Her tits bounced in the mirror and our eyes met in the reflection. I held my orgasm and pumped my cock into her again, held on again and again until literally one more thrust would have me filling her with my come.

Instead I pulled out and exploded on to her beautiful presented ass. Stream after stream of come as I covered her from hip to hip and milked every drop possible out of my cock and onto her lovely flesh.

I handed him my phone;

“Please?” Was all I said 

He obliged and then reached for his wallet and paid me my £25. 

That was of course not a come tribute is was just me marking her as mine in those moments and helping a cum fetish get fulfilled. Then came the Kink of the Week topic of Cum Tributes. Something about coming on her turns me on so much and there was something especially hot and dirty about coming on a picture of her already decorated with my spunk.

It became a thought, then something I would jerk off to several times, and then a fully fledged idea. I wanted to come on her picture with my come on her. Reclaiming her as mine once again.

This morning I lay in bed and watched on my phone while he set up the picture he had printed and his phone so I had perfect view of him jerking off over the image he had taken of me that night with his cum on my arse and turning that tribute to cum into this cum tribute. Not our first Cum tribute but maybe our hottest for sure.