Taste of Rose

She grinned and got down on her knees in front of me, putting my cock in her mouth. I answered, "Just slowly. Allow me to cum in your throat; do not rush it..."

She gazed into my eyes and whispered, "Take your time; I enjoy having you in my throat."

And with a wink, she began sucking.

I took a small sip, which still tasted the same as Rose's feet, like last night, fuck, I was back to square one, now it was Rose, not Joann, the problem was, I had unlimited access to Joann's laundry, how do I get more taste of Rose, I was rock hard with Rose's fucking taste in my mouth, I was half through the glass, I looked at Karen and said, "You little cunt, keep me in your throat, I am going to cum," she went all in, and with one more sip, I shot my whole load into her throat.
 

Karen took it all with difficulty and asked, "What is in that drink, you came a lot." I smirked at her and added, "You are getting better and better every day." Karen gave me a cute smile and said, "Do you still want me?"

She lay down on the bed with her head hanging from the side, winked at me, and said, "Now I can take it all, come fuck my throat."
 

I took another sip, fucking Rose's taste in my mouth, and even though I was drained, I got hard thinking about Rose, and I shoved my cock down Karen's throat and started to fuck her throat thinking about fucking Rose, I got harder, fuck I wanted to fuck that whore, with her beautiful legs and voluptuous body, I was going harder and deeper in Karen's throat, she started to move because she could not breathe, but I did not care, in my mind, I was fucking Rose, and I refused to let go until I cum.
 

I wanted to do everything I did with Joann with Rose: lick her feet, eat her mucus, drink her pee, fuck I wanted Rose. Karen began to cough, and the spasm in her throat made me cum hard; she tried to push me back, but I did not let go until I cummed to the last drop in her throat; a lot of my cum came out of her nostrils; when I took my cock out, she turned and went on her knees, coughing a lot of stuff on the floor.
 

Karen looked at me with red tearful eyes and said, "I am so sorry, I will practice more, I could not breathe, please forgive me." I replied, "Of course, do not worry, just clean up here and go in bed, I want you..."

She gave me a cute smile as she departed to get the materials to clean the mess up, I thought to myself, I am fucked, now I could not let go of the thought of Rose, she was like a true dirty whore, and I wanted her. Karen returned and began tidying up; I took another sip and lit a cigarette before lying down on the bed; Karen was scrubbing the floor; one thing was certain: Joann was correct... Karen was irreplaceable to me.

Joann arrived with a lot of conditions, Rose could have been worse, but Karen, she was always my cum slut, she looked at me and smiled, and I smiled back, and she took everything and went to the laundry room. As I was putting out my cigarette, Karen came back in, looked at me, and said, "Are you unhappy with me?"

I asked, "What are you saying?" Of course not; get nude and get into bed."

As I finished the drink with Rose's taste and became erect, Karen fell down on the bed and parted her legs before coughing up some mucus. I held her hands and whispered, "I want to get inside you with your own juice," looking into her eyes. She stared at me, scared, but responded, "Okay, but you are too bige."

I asked, "So you do not want it?" She replied, "Yes, I want it, but please gently, and can I just get to the doggy position?"

Something new for me, why not? I replied, "Sure," and she turned and took a W position with her back to me.

All I could think about was wanting to fuck Rose, so I began to force my cock inside Karen's vagina. I knew when the tip was in, the rest was just about forcing it all the way inside of her. When the tip went in, Karen moaned and moved forward, so I grabbed her and pulled her back almost violently, I went in half way, she screamed, and I said, "No you will not move, you fucking little cunt."
 

And as I started back and forth, she became completely wet inside; I began to pound her hard, and her vagina felt different; I told her to give me her hands, and she did; now her face was on the mattress, and her vagina was more open; I was going crazy thinking of Rose; I said, "Karen, you are my little fuckin cum slot."

She responded, "Yes, I am whatever you want me to be, and I do everything you say..."
 

I then twisted her arms slightly, and she moaned again; I twisted her arms further, and she shouted out; and I said, "Take it all in, you fuking little cunt."

When her vagina became extremely slippery, she exclaimed, "I am cumming, fuck, I am cumming..."

I blasted my load into her, and all I could think about was Rose. I was fatigued, and I simply lay down on the bed.

I turned to face Karen, who asked, "What was in that drink? "You are a little different..."

I asked, "Different terrible, or different good?"

I asked, "Different terrible, or different good?"

She said, "Just different, it is like you are starving for sex; Joann said you would be starved, but how?"

I asked, "Is it terrible if I am starving for you?"

She replied, "I am not naive; there is something else; what is Joann doing to you?"

Then she sat on the bed, looked at me seriously, and said, "You know you can tell me anything; I will not betray you, and I hope you will never throw me away."
 

I moved closer to her and began kissing her toes, saying, "Karen, you are the only one I genuinely trust; you never violate that trust, and you are always on my side; no matter what, I always take care of you."

She flashed me a charming smile, and I said, "I do not care whether you acquire a lover or marry and have children; you will always be my cum slut."

I winked at her and continued to kiss her toes.

She said, "You still fuck me even though I have a boyfriend or a husband..."

I said yes, and she asked, "What about my boyfriend or husband?"

I apologized, "I would not fuck them."

She chuckled and then remarked immodestly, "What if you still want to fuck me while I am pregnant?"

I asked, "Really?"

She replied, "Ya, I want to know."

I drew her foot towards me and, while kissing the arch of her foot, muttered, "Fuck ya, that would be so hot."

She chuckled, then looked into my eyes and said, "I would allow you, I do everything for you; even if I am married with children, I will still be your slutty whore..."

I looked into her eyes and added, "And I love you for it."

Then I licked the sole of her foot and said, "Go get me a meal."

She rose up and replied, "Yes, sir..."
 

As she stood, my come began pouring down her legs; she glanced at me and exclaimed, "Seriously?"

I shrugged and replied, "You are that good..."

She rolled her eyes and went to the kitchen; I wondered if I should tell her how I felt about Rose. I did not want to lose Karen, but I could not stop thinking about Rose, and I need more of her taste.
 

Karen returned with a sandwich and a jar of apple juice; I thanked her and began to eat; she lit a cigarette and poured herself some whisky; I went through half of my sandwich, put it on my plate, and drank some apple juice; Karen was sipping her drink, and she took her feet out of her clogs and put her feet on the table; I went forward, and as I took the other half of my sandwich, I licked the sole of her foot, and then took a bite of the sandwich; she looked at me and asked, "How do you like my taste?"

I licked her foot again and exclaimed, "I love it."

Karen said, "You know I adore you for this."

I finished the sandwich and drank the apple juice before going to my uncle's little bar and pouring myself a large glass of whisky. She bit her lower lip and continued, "I want to see you enjoy sipping my body cocktail..."

I asked, "Body cocktail?".

She said, "Ya, Joann had something like that for you, the whisky in her boot, her body perspiration, her mucous and saliva; did you like it?"
 

Before I could say anything, she said, "I bet you did since you were hard again."

As she pouted, she added, "But I am no Joann..."

I asked, "Why do not you prepare me your body cocktail and see if I love drinking it or not?"

As she bit her bottom lip, she asked, "Really?"

I replied, "Sure..."

She asked, "Can I prepare it like Joann told me?"

I replied, "By all means."

She proceeded to the room's little bar and grabbed a martini glass and a bottle of whisky before looking at me and saying, "I have to sweat..."
 

I said, "Why do not you just pour some whisky into your clog, insert your foot, and add that at the end?"

She glanced at me, disgusted, and asked, "Really? You do not mind? I have not had a shower since yesterday."

I smiled and replied, "Even better."

She replied, "But these are open sandals; it would not work."

I thought to myself, "I am learning this game, so use your old white ones..."

She grinned and replied, "I am on it."

She went outside, hoping they would still smell and taste like Rose. Karen returned wearing the white clogs, then looked at me and said, "There you go..."

I said, "Why do not you just pour some whisky into your clog, insert your foot, and add that at the end?"

She glanced at me, disgusted, and asked, "Really? You do not mind? I have not had a shower since yesterday."

I smiled and replied, "Even better."

She replied, "But these are open sandals; it would not work."

I thought to myself, "I am learning this game, so use your old beige ones..."

She grinned and replied, "I am on it."

She went outside, hoping they would still smell and taste like Rose. Karen returned wearing the beige clogs, then looked at me and said, "There you go..." and she went on her toes because her foot was still inside the clog, so her heel was up, and I put about a shot into her clog and kissed the heel of her foot.

She sliced her foot gently in the clog, smiled, and remarked, "It feels cold between my toes..."

Then she stated, "First, I need my come..."

Then she slipped the other foot out of the clog and brought it to my face, and I began to lick and kiss her foot, as she began to play with herself. As I was licking and kissing her foot and locking eyes with her, I exclaimed, "cum you little cunt, cum for me, you fuking little whore..."

As she played with her clit, she began to exude discharge, which she gathered in the glass.

She coughed up some mucus and spit it in the glass, then put one foot on the chair and peed a little in the glass, then sat down and took her foot out of her clog, poured the whisky from her clog into the glass, stirred it with her finger, and looked at me and said, "Want to clean my foot?"

I kneeled in front of her and licked her foot clean, and then I sat on the bed, and she came and sat beside me, slowly feeding me the thick liquid in the glass, and as I was drinking, she drooled in the glass until I drank the entire thing, and she began to kiss me, putting her knees on each side and sitting on me, I was rock hard.

She was rubbing her pussy on my hard cock and rocking back and forth, we were French kissing, and she was salivating in my mouth, the combination of my cum and her pussy juice generated enough lubrication for my cock to slit in her vagina, and she was rocking back and forth almost violently, she started to bight the palm of her hand, and I was sucking on her nipple.

She yelled, "I am cumming..."

And I got up and put her on the bad, and very softly and slowly continued, she stared into my eyes and said, "Shoot your load in me," and she shoved my head into her armpit, I licked her armpit, and cummed hard within her.

She rubbed my head and asked, "You truly loved my body cocktail?"

I said, "I truly loved it..."

Then I stood up, lit a cigarette, and took a sip of my drink; she smiled at me and said, "Joann is correct about you; you always say and do the perfect thing, and you know how to make me feel so happy..."

I sat on the floor and kissed her foot; she glanced at me and said, "Exactly, continue kissing my foot..."

As I kissed her foot, I whispered, "Karen, you are the best."

Karen had a cheeky look and asked, "How did you like my foot sweat in your drink?"

I winked at her and told her, "I loved it"...

Everything went well, and Joann informed me on Tuesday night that we will begin phase 6 tomorrow, and I am very near to graduating.

Karen inquired, "What is phase 6?" Joann responded, "You shall know tomorrow."

Karen said, "It is not fair that I will not be home in the morning."

Joann replied, "Then you will know in the afternoon."

I hugged Karen, kissed her neck from behind, and said, "Do not be upset."

She said, "You hold me till I fall asleep?"

I glanced at Joann and replied, "Sure."

Then Joann hugged me from behind, and we all fell asleep.