My neighbour hates wasting cum - 8

"Who the fuck are you and what the fuck are you doing here?" I spat at the stranger as his softening cock dangled in front of me. In my panic, the cum slut in me still noticed the string of jizz still hanging from his glistening cockhead.

"I was told you were a cum swallower so I thought I'd find out for myself," he smirked at my shock as he replied to my questions without actually giving me any details.

"What are you talking about? Where did you hear that?" I shot back.

"You've spent all weekend guzzling down my best mate's loads. He told me I should try you out and that you don't mind being woken up with a mouthful of sperm. I figured if you could keep up with him and his insane libido, you must be something special."

Now that the initial shock had subsided and I was mostly sure that this stranger wasn't going to hurt me, I was able to take him in by the light of the lamp I'd forgotten to switch off before I fell asleep. He was tall, easily over 6 foot, and had what I'd describe as a rugby player's build: somewhere between muscly and stocky. He wasn't naked but only had a t-shirt on that stretched pleasingly over his broad shoulders, biceps, and belly. His thighs were impressively thick and hairy and his circumcised dick was softening enough that it hung pleasantly over two hefty balls. That string of cum still stretched tantalisingly, swinging with each of his breaths. I looked up from his penis and saw two green eyes framed by a shaved scalp and a handsome but rugged face covered in the densest brown beard I think I'd ever encountered.

Somewhat disarmed by how sexy I found him, but still unwilling to totally relax, I asked, "what made him think it was a good idea to send a stranger over without telling me first?"

"He told me he didn't think you'd mind based on how eagerly you took to being his fuck hole." He finished that sentence with a playful wink and a half smile that made his eyes shine invitingly.

"W-well... I... um..." I was a disarmed and at a loss for words. Three minutes ago I was deeply asleep and now here I was with my throat unexpectedly coated in this incredibly hot stranger's cum and, now that the panic had mostly subsided, I was trying hard to hold on to the anger I should have felt at this situation. But I couldn't. He was exactly my type and I think he was starting to realise it.

"Hey, it's all good. My name is Paul. You don't need to worry; I'm not going to hurt you or anything. The way my friend spoke about you it made me think you'd be into this but I'm sorry if I'm mistaken. I'll leave you to get back to sleep." He turned his body as if to move away from my bed as he said it.

I don't know if it was how hot I found him, his warm and sincere voice, not wanting to disappoint my neighbour, my inner cum hunger, or a combination of all of it, but before he could take a step away I moved my head towards his dick and whilst maintaining eye contact, stuck out my tongue and swiped it along his cockhead to lap up the dangling string of cum. He paused, his eyes slightly widened as he saw the cum laying appealingly on my outstretched tongue. His full lips slowly spread into a sexy smile and he reached out a large, warm hand and tenderly caressed the side of my face as I withdrew my tongue and made a show of swallowing the last of his load. "Good boy," he uttered. "I can see why my mate likes you." With that he gently pulled back and crouched to pick up his shorts that were crumpled on the floor a few steps away. "Would you be open to me coming back again sometime?"

I didn't need to think about it. "Yeah," I croaked out, still not able to form full sentences.

"Perfect. Give me your number so I can keep in touch," he said as he pulled his shorts over his thick butt, his cock and balls now hidden behind a thin layer of fabric. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table to share my details with him and I spotted a message on the app from my neighbour that must have come through while I was asleep. "I hope you enjoy your present. You deserve it. But don't forget, you're still my cum catcher. Your job isn't over."

I gave Paul my details and walked him down to my front door, he fully clothed and I naked as always when I'm at home. As he left he gave me a big hug and promised he'd be in touch soon. As I closed the front door, I sighed heavily. As weird as it had been, something about his handsome looks and his warm nature made me not care how this encounter happened - I was just glad that it had. I made my way back up to my bedroom where my phone lay on my pillow. I laid down and thought about how I'd reply to my neighbour's message. I had every right to be furious, to tell him to fuck off and block him on the app. But instead I simply wrote, "thanks. It was great."

Unsurprisingly, he was awake (it was after midnight) and he immediately replied with ????. I knew what that meant. I rushed back downstairs and out into my backyard and there he was, naked as always, hand furiously flying up and down his dick. This time though he wasn't looking at porn, he was staring at me right in the eyes, wordlessly telling me to suck his load out. Without hesitation I sank to my knees before him and opened my mouth wide. He lined up his dick and put both hands on the back of my head and roughly pulled me onto his crotch so that he slid down my already cummy throat in a single motion. Seconds later I felt the familiar throbbing in my neck as he unloaded another huge amount of semen into me, groaning over and over, his hands not relenting until every pulse had subsided and he was sure he was finished. As he withdrew his saliva covered schlong from my sucking mouth, I looked up at him and he again tousled my hair and sauntered naked down the side of my house and out to the street.

I remained on my knees for a minute, thinking about the two loads I'd just swallowed. My neighbour sure did get here quickly after I replied to his message. It had been no more than 10 minutes from the time Paul woke me up with his cock to when he left. I wonder if he had been out here the whole time. Maybe that's why he wasn't watching porn, he was enjoying knowing his buddy was using my throat and that he would shortly follow suit! Either way, my inner cum slut was happy and so was I.