The first time I got cum in my eyes I freaked out. Actually, it was just one eye, but that was enough to get me to jump off my knees, run into the bathroom, and start madly splashing cold water on eye. Not exactly romantic, and of course my makeup was now a mess.

And poor Robert! (Was that his real name?) From his moment of triumphant climax, he now felt bad. But not as bad as I did!

Would the millions of tail-wiggling sperm start burying into my eyeball? Possibly worse, did he have some STD that would now be transmitted through the porous moisture of my eyeball? (He had pulled the condom off right before ejaculation, simultaneously extracting the wonderfully hard cock from my throat and lips.)

About Joy Saint James

Day job in Big Banking. Elsewhere I'm @ScholarlySlut, whose essays and erotica have appeared in various print anthologies and websites. Email: joy.st.james@hotmail.com.

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