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My first time tw: puke

Once when my bf and I were like 8 months into dating. I was staying over and it was a normal night, but I woke up randomly in the middle of the night with bad cramps. I was so nauseous, but also so tired and out of it I couldn’t bring myself to the bathroom. I didn’t wanna wake up my bf, but I felt sick and didn’t wanna make a mess on the bed. I woke him and he told me to lay down and he brought me a trash bin. I was sweating and my mouth started to water. I knew I was going to puke, but I was embarrassed to be sick in front of him, the complete loss of control made me anxious.

He put a cold cloth on the nape of my neck, spooning me from behind. He was so sweet telling me “it’s okay if you need to puke babe, don’t feel embarrassed.” His arm was wrapped around my waist and he was gently rubbing my stomach. I was starting to get shaky and he tightened his embrace around me. He stroked my hair and said, “ it’s okay babe, you’re going to feel so much better once you empty your system.” In that moment I started to feel the stomach acid rise in the back of my throat, choking down a gag. “Let it out, sweetheart” he said sweeping my hair out of my face. I felt the acid rise again and began to cough, laying on my side leaning my head off the side of the bed. Saliva dripping from my mouth. I coughed hard dry heaving. He said, “let me help you get it out, babe”. I moaned, desperate to be emptied now as I had been gagging for several minutes.

Still spooning me, he tightened his grip around my waist even more, his palm pressing into my stomach, and I lurched forward, the pressure so tight. He scooped me up now seated between his legs both our legs off the side of the bed. His chest pressed up against my back his left arm wrapped around me pinning my arm down by my side. “Wait” I squirmed. “Shh, it’s okay baby, I’m gonna make you feel better.” He used his foot to move the trash bin between my legs. He swiftly brought his right arm around me, trapping me in his embrace. He leans forward and more of my saliva drips into the bin below. Suddenly, his fingers enter my mouth, stroking the back of my tongue and with the next gag a stream of puke pours out of my mouth all over his fingers and hand some landing on the floor beside the bin.

“Good girl, let it all out” he says in my ear. Tears coming down my cheeks as I cough, but as soon as I do his fingers plunge to the back of my throat and another bout of puke erupts out of me as I struggle not to miss the trash bin again. I try to catch my breath and his fingers enter my mouth again as my dinner covers his hand, puke running down his arm. “I’m so-” I don’t finish the sentence before a torrent of vomit escapes my mouth, this time without the help of my bfs fingers. “You’re doing so good, baby” he said. I gasp between coughs and puke two more times. Still holding me with one arm he releases his grasp to grab the towel folded next to him, wiping my puke off of his hand and arm. I’m still breathing heavy and he grabs the glass of water off the bedside table handing it to me to take a sip. I gargle and spit into the bin below and take another sip, this time swallowing the water. “Are you feeling better baby?” He asked as I start to get my bearings. “Drink more water” he said. I take another sip only then noticing that I can feel his hard cock against my lower back.

“Babe?” I asked hoarsely. “Yes, baby” he replied. “ Are you hard?” I say. “Umm”, he hesitated clearly not thinking I’d realize. “You just turn me on babe” he continued. “ I turn you on even when I’m puking everywhere?” I questioned. “ I guess holding you in my arms, while you completely surrender, losing all control. That makes me so fucking hard. You look so hot.” He admitted. My back is still pressed against him, he moves my hair off my neck kissing me slowly, his cock twitching against my back. I feel his hands slip under my tank top, squeezing my breasts slowly circling his fingers around my nipples, teasing them. “What I’d give to see you make a mess like that all over my cock.” He said. I start to feel slickness between my legs and I start to move my hips in a circle.

He lets out a deep groan. I turn my body around now facing him straddling his lap. I grind myself over his erection. He moves towards my mouth to kiss me but I draw back, “I need to brush my teeth babe” I exclaim. “ I wanna taste you baby” he groaned. He steals my breath as he moves his tongue around. I pull back, still feeling woozy. He hands me the cup and I drink the rest of the water. Still straddling him he pulls out his hard cock and I move my panties to the side, lowering myself down onto him. I slowly rock my hips back and forth. He groans and starts thrusting upwards into me forcing me to bounce up and down on him. My stomach starts to turn still not fully recovered from my episode moments earlier. I tell him to slow down a little, I’m starting to feel nauseous again. He slows the pace while I’m still riding him, his cock still deep inside. I’m taking deep breaths trying to distract myself and calm my stomach. He notices my face and asks, “are you okay babe” I said, “I’m feeling queasy” and I start to lift myself up to get off of him thinking I need to run to the toilet or trash bin still by the bed. He grips my hips forcefully keeping me in place. My eyes widen and tears fill my eyes knowing what’s about to happen. I cover my mouth with my hand, choking down a gag. Then he garbs my wrists as he begins to thrust upwards into me again. I exclaim, “ babe, I’m gonna…” I don’t finish the sentence before I lurch forward puking all the water I just drank down my body and all over his chest. I feel my muscles contract and simultaneously, we both ride out our release.

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idksomething327

You know, I really like the idea of puking into hands. Someone panicking and vomiting into their hands when there's nothing else to puke into. Maybe they're on the toilet, thinking they were safe and their food wouldn't come up, but quickly find that it does and they vomit into their cupped hands. Maybe there was no bucket around, or maybe they made too quick a decision and ignored the bucket right by them, flooding them with regret at the mess they made which just worsens their stomach pain. I would love for someone to grip desperately onto my forearms, their nails digging into me so deep it hurts, pathetically crying and choking up vomit into my hands. I love when the hands can't hold all of the puke. To watch it spill over the edges of the fingers and drip onto the floor as the person becomes more panicked... I need this so bad.

canidtummyaches

i love when people sound so incredibly nauseated without vomiting. hiccups, huge wet burps, whimpers, moaning about how sick their tummy is, gagging, dry heaving, and yet whatever’s making them so sick refuses to come out

burpyurpybabes

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#emeto audio #vomit

sickkies

Just dropping by to post this scene I saw recently because Jesus CHRIST

Punks Triangle Ep.3 - Chiaki & AE

vamptits

actually sex is when someone punches you in the stomach so hard you throw up

icarusrex

It's cute when ease of sleep is someone's biggest tell (to those who know them well) that they are getting sick: either going to bed uncharacteristically early, falling asleep uncharacteristically fast, sleeping uncharacteristically deeply... but it still doesn't save them.

softsnzstuff

I’ve probably said this before but. Sick boys who cry because they really don’t feel good and are just tired of being sick

softsnzstuff

I see your intentional temperature taking and I raise you unintentional temperature taking.

A kiss on the head after work, running your hands through their hair, touching their cheek before a kiss.

The caregiver, concerned and taken aback, says “You feel a bit warm. I think you might be running a fever…”

The sickie seems to ponder for a minute. “Oh. So that’s why I feel so tired/achy/thirsty/cold…”

Caregiver leads them to bed or to the couch to get cozy, anticipating the wave of symptoms that will inevitably hit the sickie in the morning. 😮‍💨

pvke-princess

i want my boyfriend to wake up feeling soooooo sooo sick to his stomach that he can't even think he just writhes around until he's forced to sit up with a projectile wave of vomit spewing out of him

xepher-3

Those awkward little moments before a person throws up and is just kinda groaning and breathing heavily while gagging

gorgynei

(guy who's normal about throwing up) i mean you have to admit it is a little erotic the way you lose all control over your muscles and just have to give yourself over to the sensation. objectively.

sourtummy

Part 1 ( had to trim the first recording I got into three parts because I was having a hard time posting it)

I didn't have much of an appetite all day, but I when I came home from work, I thought it would be a good idea to try to get some supper in me. I made a packet of ramen and felt so full after eating it... I knew I made the wrong choice. A little over an hour later it all came back up again. I was so sick, throwing up into a bread bag. And it just kept coming to! By the second and third part I kept trying to move to stop the recording but every little motion started me throwing up again. I think you can tell how exhausted my body was getting towards the end of it.

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