Cumdump CumGirl

 by CumGirl

Patriarchy cockspit splatters at my impervious flesh, no more consequential than raindrops hammering at a window pane.

On my knees where you've pushed me, pressed me, kept me for my entirety. To pray, to scrub, to suck, to serve. The taunts and catcalls that reverberate in my inattentive ears a soundtrack from eternity.

"Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore."

Wolf whistles on the street, scaffold leers, born in locker rooms with street corner bravado, sung in stadia, and whispered in nightclubs' dark corners as alcohol floods my bloodstream.

"Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore."

Insulated. No longer brittle. Thick impenetrable indifference as a protective cloak that no amount of waving one-eyed snakes can shatter.

"Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore."

And still they come and cum. Thick and thin, squat and long, smooth, veined or knobbly. A never ending circle of throbbing meat and jerking hands, each unique and all the same. The smooth heads glistening in precum as clutching fingers express gelatinous boy need through narrow tubes. The tightening balls, the swollen length, the twitching head as each tiny slit pulses wide to shoot its offering, its tribute, its homage over my glacial flesh.

"Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore."

A cream shampoo to glisten my hair, goo gel for my eyes, cream splatters that feed my cheeks to maintain my girlish glow, boy snot to bubble and burst beneath my nose as my cum thick lips gape their rictus grin.

"Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore."

Streaming jets arcing, spits and spots in machine gun bursts, oozing residue wiped across my cold, chilled flesh, dried flakes and fresh cream decorating my inconsequentialness.

"Mother, daughter, secretary, wife."

"Classmate, colleague, girlfriend, boss."

"Fiancé, aunty, waitress, ex."

Carelessly spilled seed dying outside my womb, spunk blemishes staining my breasts, rivulets streaming their descent about my torso in the race to reach my untroubled cunt. Frosted skin gunk glazed, all life evaporating on contact with my dead, debased, ice cold, degraded heart.

"Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore."

All I am. All I'll ever be. As you've made me. Your fantasy given life. Plastic and empty. A puppet, a marionette, a latex blow up doll made real, a glossy centrefold, calendar pin up, a collection of pixels bright and ever changing on your screen. Everything you've ever wanted, everything you've made of me, cum coated, cum dipped, cum drenched for your delight.

"Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore."

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