Hucow Generation - Chapter 11

Happy Friday to all of you!

Chapter 11

The name of the place we went to was The Green Tree. 

It was not exactly a restaurant, it was a nice food shack we had in town. 

Zack and I went there together and we went there for burgers. We had burgers and poutine. I could never get enough of some delicious local poutine—a plate of crispy fries, gravy, and cheese curds. 

Now that I think about it, this was officially our first date together if you think about it. Not that we were boyfriend and girlfriend or anything like that. That was not the case. We were just barely getting to know each other (even though we already had a ton of sex together)... 

“So, how’s things going, Willow?” Zack asked me between two bites. 

“Well, it’s pretty sunny out, so it should be a good day, right?” I replied, thinking that was what he meant by that.

“No, I meant how are you doing?” he corrected me. To be honest, I knew what he meant to begin with, but I tried to avoid telling him the truth for as long as I could…

“Oh! Right! To be honest, it could be better…” I admitted to him.

“How do you mean?”

“I don’t want to be blunt, but I have no idea how long I’m going to be able to keep my home…”

“What do you mean? You’re telling me you’re losing your house?” he asked me, panicked. He seemed to be a lot more panicked than I thought he would have been. 

“I mean, I’m fine. I shouldn’t even complain to begin with because I do have a nice roof over my head and stuff, but yeah… Things have become a lot more complicated lately, and since my parents left me my aunt has been sort of trying to get the house from me,” I didn’t necessarily want to tell him a lot more, just enough to satisfy because he asked me what was going on and how I was doing.

“Willow… I am so sorry…” he stopped eating. It looked like he had lost his appetite and this was the last thing I wished for him.

“No, it’s fine, don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine. Forget about it,” I tried to make him forget about it.

“Why does your aunt want your house?” 

It didn’t work. 

He didn’t forget about it and he kept asking more questions.

I let out a deep sigh right before replying to him…

“Like I said, it’s pretty complicated. She’d never admit it but this is not the house that she is the most interested about nor the farm…” I told him.

“Then, what is it?”

I took another deep sigh…

“It’s about the tree…”   

“The tree? Do you mean the weird one that is in your backward?” 

I nodded. 

“That’s the one…”

“Why does she want it? I don’t get it…” he explained to me.

“I don’t get it either. The only thing I do know is that it is a rare type of tree. I don’t know anything else behind,” I told him what I knew and then I finished eating. We both did and when that was done, I was ready to go…

“Hey, wait up, do you want a desert or something? I might go get myself an ice cream. It’s on me, of course,” he offered to me, which I appreciated. It was so kind of him to offer, but…

“Thanks, I appreciate it, but no thanks. I’m full. Thanks for having lunch with me and for being willing to listen to me, but I’ve got to go, alright? See you soon…” It pained me to have to go so soon, but I had somewhere to be…

“Oh, alright, see you…” 

I left the restaurant… 

***

It was true that I had somewhere to be, but first thing first, I hid behind the post office and I slowly pulled something out of my pocket… It was a used condom—the one that I worked for after riding Zack back home.

That was this morning and I had kept the used condom for later during the day.

I couldn’t wait any longer… 

I desperately needed to consume the content inside the condom. I undid the knot in it and began sucking the sensual content within it—vacuuming the thick and creamy semen right out of it. There was so much of it that not all of it could fit in my mouth at the same time, so I took my time (I tried to, anyway) and when I had swallowed enough of it, I was able to pour the rest of it into my mouth—consuming all of it. 

I allowed his semen to float around inside my mouth for a short while before I ultimately swallowed the rest of it.

It was so… Yummy…

I loved every millimetre of it. 

I let out a sigh right after I was done. 

The sperm of my boyfriend was so delicious…

Oops!

There I was, accidentally referring to him as my boyfriend again… 

Anyway, I drank all of it and then I decided that I could move on. No one was watching, so this was the most perfect opportunity for me to do something like this. I was relieved that I had enough time to do it. I felt so satisfied because of this…

It was with me feeling lighter that I finally came out of hiding and I was done with that. 

I felt lighter because of everything I was able to tell Zack earlier. The fact that he seemed interested in listening to me felt welcomed. I appreciated it. Then, the cum-swallowing helped me just as much. It helped me because it took my mind off of things for a split second. It was like a treat. I loved tasting and swallowing semen so much that I knew in my heart that I would never get tired of it.     

I still had a bit of his sperm sticking to the walls of my throat. 

The descent was slow and sensual… 

It was so yummy and comforting to me.      

I moved on with the rest of my day… 

Something told me that it was going to be a good day…