I Swallowed Shampoo Lyrics Novels & Stories

Nоw I’m nоt hung lіkе a роrn star but I’m nоt hung like a ріmрlе either, and ѕtіll ѕhе swallows mу сосk wіthоut any рrоblеm whаtѕоеvеr. It dіѕарреаrѕ bеtwееn her lірѕ аnd dоwn hеr thrоаt іn a flash, hеr еуеѕ fіxеd оn mіnе the whоlе tіmе. “Hо-lу shit,” I say as I іmmеdіаtеlу fight the urgе to ѕреw іn her mоuth.

I pullеd back just еnough to pant, “Cum for mе.” Thеn I swallowеd him again. All thе way down. Hе еxplodеd. “FUUUUUUUCKKKKKK—KIAAAARA—” hе shoutеd, hips jеrking hard as hе spillеd down my throat. I didn’t stop. I swallowеd еvеrything. Only pullеd off whеn hе hissеd from ovеrstimulation, staring down at mе with his chеst hеaving.

I want to screw her like this for the rest of our lives. "Jesus Christ I'm going to come." I say, grabbing the back of her head and shoving myself deeper down her throat. She gags but doesn't stop. I moan as I feel hot liquid shooting out of me. I expect her to pull my dick out and run to the bathroom to spit my cum out like every other girl, but she fucking swallows it. She licks her goddamn lips like they were covered in sweet icing. "I swear you are amazing." I say as she collapses back into her spot.

“If our love was just a circus you'd be a clown by now... Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did.. looking like a true survivor.. feeling like a little kid..” I move to the mirror, picking up my toothbrush and rinsing it. “I'm still standing after all this time... Picking up the pieces of my life without you by my side...” I squirt toothpaste in it and pop it in my mouth. I am humming along to the words, eyes closed. I am moving around, swaying my hips in tune to the music.

I screamed, begged but they forced the pills down my throat. “NO!” I screamed, clawing at the hands that held me, desperately trying to gag but they held me firmly. My stomach churned and the world tilted at a disturbing angle. But my struggles were futile. Darkness slowly crept in, swallowing me whole. And the last song on my lips was, “Asher why did you do this to me?’

Images of the water melon with the plenty of seeds, gunea worm disease, and the ugly muddy pair of dirty worn out shoes that guy had on, flashed through my brain, and the beer I had drank earlier on, transported itself from my stomach to my mouth. I wanted to swallow, but it was too late. I puked all the contents of my stomach over Kira's head and it dripped from her head to her face, like an ice cream with double topping. "Shit!" I cursed as I hurriedly slipped on my briefs and pair of trousers up. Kira had a shock expression on her face, with her mouth agape. And that was how some of my vomit made it's way into her mouth. Fuck! I exclaimed through gritted teeth.

I rock my hips against the sole of his shoes as I suck him hard. “Such a good slut.” He groaned. He grabbed my hair tightly as he increased his pace, my jaws were hurting and I might lose some hair but I honestly didn't care at this point. He jerks a few more times and his salty taste explodes in my throat and run down from both side of my cheeks. I'm panting and sweating with saliva and sweat everywhere. He grabs my chin as he gathers his escaping future generations with his thumb and force it down my throat. “Swallow! Don't waste any.” And I do just that. "Good boy." he rasped and hearing him say that does something to my brain.

I’m so unconvincing that I don’t even think I’d believe myself. “All you have to do is say the word. You remember it, right?” I’m suddenly hyper-aware of my need to swallow. I gulp, feeling my mouth immediately begin to refill with saliva. I can’t even look at him. I turn towards the window. “Mhmm.” “Tell me your safeword, so I know you remember.” I self-consciously swallow again. “Kiwi,” I mutter. “Good girl.” A zap of electricity jolts up my spine. I swallow again. I’m suddenly parched.

ɪ sɪɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢʟʏ ғᴇʟʟ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟ. ɢᴏᴏsᴇʙᴜᴍʙs ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀs ɪ sᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ� ��ᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅ, ɪ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ, ɪ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ’s ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜsʜ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟ.

Mel's POV I clear my throat, feeling the alcohol loosening my restraint. “This one’s for my mom,” I announce, my slurred voice booming through the room. Then, I start singing the lyrics to “Rain” by Sleep Token—loudly and likely off-key. Who fucking cares.