I like cum; love it really. Have for a long time. My problem is I don’t always have access to it when I want to. This hasn’t been that big of a deal as I can usually source some after my shift at work (usually through Tinder).

I recently took a different route, opting to have a load of cum delivered to me while I was working at the checkout lanes in the clothing store I work. Naturally, I couldn’t take it from the source without leaving my post or creating a major scene. That wouldn’t go well if I wish to keep my job and reputation.

So I had one of my regular cum friends make a quick delivery of his sperm in a cup (coffee cup), passing himself off as an Uber Eats worker. I was super nervous given the store was busy with a line-up of customers, but the handover went well.

The thing is, the cup was only supposed to have a single load of cum in it, but it felt almost half full. I’m thinking in the two weeks since I asked my friend to do this, he must have started saving all his loads for me. I managed, between customers, to actually check he didn’t just add it to something. Nope. It was all cum. I was shocked to say the least.

I didn’t know how I should time my first taste, but eventually just went for it while I waited for a receipt to print. I casually picked it up, brought it to my lips, and tipped it back. Thick. The texture was not what I was used to from coffee cups at all. I had to suck harder because of this, resulting in an initial blockage that quickly cleared, flooding my mouth with what was literally a load of cum.

The taste was unmistakable. Jizz. My eyes closed in ecstasy as I had my first taste. “Good coffee?” a customer asked as I was enjoying myself, shocking me back to reality. I quickly separated the cum from my lips, a string of cum following as I set the cup down. I wiped away the residual cum the customer hopefully mistook for milk foam.

I swallowed it all before addressing the customer with, “Delicious, thanks”. Her receipt finished printing in that time, which I tore off and handed over with a verbal reflex of, “have a nice day”.

The line of customers was long today. Throughout the following hour, I worked away at the cum, mouthfuls at a time till nothing else remained. I actually felt like I’d had a meal with the amount now in my stomach. I felt heavenly. I knew I needed this more often, but I wasn’t sure one person could provide that much cum daily. It would have to be weekly at least unless I upped the number of guys involved to give me a never-ending supply.

As of now, this was the best experience I’ve had with cum, and I know it’s not something I’ll be able to stop trying anytime soon.