It started out as a joke.

My friends had joked about it - even egged

each other on to try it. We all laughed at the concept.
Fucking a bowl of cheerios?
The mere idea sent shivers down my spine. The initial roughness in
texture. The cold milk shrinking my erect PENIS.
"What joy could there be in that?" I thought to myself.
After a few weeks nobody brought it up anymore. We'd moved on
to different jokes and catch phrases as most groups do. They weren't
as funny, but they definitely weren't as weird. We did the usual
things and Friday was drinking day. By 2:00 am all four of us were
plastered. Jake let out a long sigh after pounding another shot of
SoCo and Kevin was loudly snoring on the couch. After a twenty
minutes or so it was just Steve and I alone left finishing off our
remaining beers.
"Dude hold on," Steve smiled. "What's up man?" I said in my
drunken stupor.
Steve sloshed his way over to his refrigerator and removed a
gleaming white bowl from the fridge. I instantly knew what it was.

"What the shit fuck is that Steve?" I asked "Fuckin' Cheerios man.
You should fuck them!" He seemed excited. "Dude it was just a
joke. Don't tell me you..." I was cut off. "Naw dude I didn't fuck no
cheerios. But I will bet you $50 you won't do it." I had my excuse.
"Fine fucker I'll do it." I was becoming erect already. "How will I
know you did it, huh?" I froze up. My erection started to die. "Is this
some elaborate ploy for you to see my fucking dick, bro?" I shouted,
nearly waking our sleeping companions. "Nah dude I just don't want
any fucking cheating, man. I got $50 on this shit." "Fine, I'll do it
with my back to you and just stick my dick out through my fly." I
was erect again.
We both went silent. I carefully walked to the corner of the room
and looked down upon the soggy mash of Cheerios awaiting my
erect cock.
They were Honey Nut.
Without waiting I plunged my eager tool deep into the bowl. The
milk washed upon my swollen testicles as they dipped into the soft
contents of the bowl. I thrusted gently and realized how the cheerios
seemed to react to the shape of my member.
The bowl was deeper than I expected. I heard cries of laughter
coming from Steve but I kept going. I wave of white anticipation
struck me as my PENIS grew stiffer and my balls rumbled with an
all to familiar feeling.
I came. I came into that honey nut flavored bowl of beaten cheerios.
My semen mixed flawlessly into the color of the bowl. My knees
went weak. My breathing hastened.
"I fucking love cheerios," I said with a smile.

Three days had past since my first cheerio-man encounter.
I had since then started experimenting with different things. I tried
chocolate milk, but it the whole experience just felt... interracial. I
tried adding sugar as well but the clean up became a hassle.
Finally I settled on bananas. They were the missing part of the
equation. The cheerio inspired orgasms had doubled in strength, but
my roommates were growing suspicious. I had never ate cheerios in
the two years we'd lived together and now I was going through a
box per day. And nobody had ever seen me eat a bowl. I knew I had
to be careful.
I called Steve to to joke about it a few days after it had happened
and he didn't remember. I lost $50 but gained an experience that can
only be equated with touching God. It was a fair trade.
With Steve out of the way I felt a little more relaxed.
"But not as relaxed as I could be," I whispered quietly to myself. A
grin formed on my face as I slowly exited my room and made my
way down the stairs. Only my roommate Lynn was home. She was
gorgeous, but I had no time for girls.
I had cheerios.
I carefully poured the bowl of cheerios into the deepest bowl I could
find. I delicately sliced one whole banana and placed it meticulously
around the bowl.
"This is going to be a great night," I thought.

I snuck outside to let the cheerios moisten, my PENIS throbbing in
anticipation. My mouth moist as if the cheerios had some Pavlovian
effect on me.
I snuck inside quickly and plunged my cock straight into their cool,
soft innards. I thrust my head back in pleasure as the banana slices
gently caressed the sides of my swollen prick. It had been only a
few minutes, but showers of cum sprang from my PENIS mixing
into the milky broth. A quiet whisper escaped my lips.
I began to cleanup and headed to the sink to wash the dish when I
heard it.
"What are you doing?" My roommate Lynn stood there barely
awake. "I uh just having a bowl of cheerios," I smiled. "I'm fucking
hungry and you keep eating them. Now I'm craving em. Hand em
over."
I was erect again.
She eagerly filled her mouth with my magic potion of cheerios,
banana's, and semen infused milk.
"God this is good. No wonder you like it so much," She said as little
streams of milk poured down her chin. "Heh, you're getting it all
over yourself," I said. "Oh, I'll get it," She licked her chops in a way
that made gave my rod a new precum finish. "This is so much better
than usual - what did you add?" "Se-se-se-seenamon," I sputtered.
"It doesn't taste like cinnamon, but it does taste really familiar," I
always knew she was a slut.
She looked as if she winked at me, but I played it off as if my eyes
were playing tricks on me. She sloppily finished off the bowl and
hopped up on counter. She put the bowl in the sink and placed her
hands next to her.
"I always knew you were a Cheerio fucker," This time she definitely
winked at me.

Life had been good since Lynn called me out about my new
addiction. The truth was she loved the subtle semen taste mixed
with milk as her ex used to cum in her soy milk when he was mad at
her. She caught him doing it but had already developed a taste for it.
So our relationship started. I would sneak out of my room late at
night and plunge my rod deep into a bowl. The thought of her
devouring it the next day made harder than I thought possible and
when I came it was, well, amazing. My life had taken a turn for the
best and I was loving every minute of it.
About two weeks into our relationship Lynn informed all of us
roommates that her Sister and her daughter would be staying with us
for a couple of days because of a fire at their house. I guess money
was tight and they couldn't really afford a hotel. Nobody really
objected, but inside I was in turmoil. Could I really get away from
my dark cereal obsession for a couple of days? I would have to try -
I couldn't risk them finding out.
They showed up a that night and I could barely hold back the urge
to plunge my cock into a bowl of oatmeal Lynn's sister made for her
daughter. It was an idea I hadn't considered, but noted I must try.
We spent the rest of the night watching boring sitcoms on TV until
everyone decided to get to sleep.
I laid on my bed for what seemed like hours. I couldn't hold back
anymore. My erection had formed a circus tent on my bed and I
knew what I had to do.
I snuck out of my room as I had so many times in the last few
months and down the stairs. Lynn's niece was sleeping in her room,
but Lynn's sister was asleep on the couch in that was less than 10
feet from the kitchen. If I was to do this I'd have to be stealthy, but
the noises I made while fucking cheerios were ungodly. So I had
another plan.
I'd fuck them in the bathroom.

I poured myself a bowl and snuck quietly into the bathroom near the
stairs. I gave myself a few quick strokes to get me hard then I
plunged right in. The cool milk creeped up my urethra and gave me
a sort of numb sensation. I almost came right then, but I held back.
My erect cock hit the bottom of the bowl like a sledge hammer of
meat. I groaned as the soft but gritty texture of the cheerios rubbed
against my sensitive PENIS. Pressure began building in my balls as
the slapped against the outside of the bowl. I stopped and smiled for
a second before resuming my unholy act.
And then it happened. I came but the sensation of fucking the
cheerios so close to someone else took over and I came again - both
ejaculations twice my normal size. I groaned loudly, but quickly
caught myself.
I grinned to myself as I played the scene of Lynn eating these
tomorrow in front of her sister and niece. She would barely be able
to contain herself.
I walked to the door and went to open it, but as I approached I
noticed I was hard again.
A warm feeling washed over me. One more load wouldn't hurt,
right?
Yet I didn't sleep for long. I woke up early and went downstairs. I
didn't watch to chance missing the show. I wanted to see Lynn get
as worked up as she normally did when she swallowed her first bite
of my cum and cheerios concoction.
She had gotten so worked up about a month ago that she had started
fingering herself as she ate. I'm sure most guys would have gone
crazy to the sight, but I was fixated on the soggy lumps of over-
worked cheerios.

As I walked downstairs I heard the voices of Lynn and her sister. I
hadn't really caught their names since I had been preoccupied with
my secret so I figured now was a good time.
"Good morning guys!" I smiled at both of them as they sat on the
couch and watched morning cartoons. "Good morning," they both
didn't look up. "My names Jack. I don't think I got your names
though," I put on a fake smile. "Well my names Karen and this little
terror is Stephanie," She smile back at me as she pointed to her
daughter, Lynn's niece. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you guys. Mind
if I join you for some TV? I love this show."
I wedged in the seat next to Karen and zoned out waiting for Lynn
to come downstairs. About 20 minutes later she did. She was
dressed in a tiny mini skirt and a sports bra. She looked fantastic.
It was the first time since cheerios I had actually been turned on my
a woman.
She mumbled a greeting and walked to the refrigerator. I became
hard with anticipation and did my best to shift my position as to not
alert Karen or Stephanie.
Lynn's eyes widened as she looked into the fridge. I could see her
knees weaken a bit and she let out a little bit of a groan.
"Are you okay?" Karen asked her. "Uh, um, yeah. I'm just feeling a
little sick." Lynn lied. "Oh, well if you need anything let me know. I
can't thank you enough for letting us stay her. You too Jack."
Just then something terrible happened. Stephanie, who couldn't have
been more than 5 years old piped up.
"Mommy I'm hungry!" She said.
Lynn's facial expression became devious. Mine became horrified.
We both knew what was about to happen.
Lynn spoke before I could.

"Well we're out of breakfast foods really. But there is a bowl of
cheerios in the fridge if you're hungry Stephanie." "I love cheerios,"
Stephanie sat right up and headed to the breakfast table. "They're a
little soggy. Is that okay?" Lynn was clearly getting off on the idea.
I hate to admit it, but I was too. Precum was oozing off my cock like
the first time Lynn ate my cheerios.
Lynn handed her the bowl and a spoon and sat down next to here
with a glass of OJ. Karen asked us if we could watch her while she
took a shower and Lynn agreed.
"Why don't you join us Jack," Lynn smiled at me and I eagerly got
up and headed for the table.
I sat down next to Lynn and noticed that she had already started
playing with herself under the table. I smiled at her and she winked
at me.
She took a sip of her orange juice and gently moved her hand out of
her crotch and into my lap. She undid the button and tugged on my
erect cock and gently started stroking it.
Meanwhile Stephanie was about to eat the cheerios. She was about
to take her first bite when my conscience kicked in.
"Hey Stephanie," I said. "Hi Jack," She put the spoon down. "What
if I take you out for some pancakes instead?" I smiled. "I love
pancakes even more than cheerios!" She smiled.

"But I mommy told me not to waste food!" Stephanie looked sad.
"Well maybe Lynn will eat them," I smiled at Lynn but she wasn't
having any of it. "No I'm not hungry. Jack why don't you eat them."
As she spoke her grip tightened on my PENIS and the stroking
stopped. "Yeah Jack, can you please eat them?" Stephanie's pleading
eyes caught me off guard and I knew my fate. "Alright, I'll eat them.
Then we'll go out for pancakes okay?" I gulped. I had never
considered it but my cock was growing and Lynn could tell. She
started stroking again. Her pace quickened as the cheerios got
closer.
I took my first bite and nearly came as it washed down my throat.
The strong honey nut flavor was complimented by the subtle
saltiness of my own semen. I was worried that I might have been
disgusted, but all hesitation was gone now. I was thoroughly
enjoying every bite.
I could see now why Lynn loved it so much.

Each salty bite was like a wave of passion flooding over me and I
could feel Lynn stroking my faster than before. The pressure was
building and I knew I had limited time before Id explode in a wave
of euphoria. Normally I wouldnt care, but Stephanie was still
eagerly watching me devour my tainted cereal.
Stephanie - why dont you go and get dressed? Im almost done
and I know youre hungry. Okay! She hopped up from the chair
and disappeared upstairs.
She was just in time to because as I heard the door slam Lynn
dropped to her knees and slid my already pulsing PENIS into her
mouth and then deep into her throat. She gagged a something I can
only assume was sexy as I put the bowl to my lips and began to suck
the thick milk and jizz mixture; slurping as loud as I possibly could.
I finally finished coming and Lynn sat back in her chair. You have
a really small PENIS, Jack She laughed. Hey at least its
circumcised! This time I laughed. Yeah, I cant stand uncut guys.
But seriously its kinda small. Youre lucky your semen is like
nectar. I cant get enough. She licked her lips to show me she
wasnt kidding. Thats good to hear. Thanks for that by the way.
You almost compare to cheerios.

A few months had pass since Lynns family left and I had kept up
on my cheerios fucking adventures. Lynn still enjoyed her morning
bowl and I had now upped it to four loads. But like any relationship
things had become less exciting. I needed something to spice things
up to make things the way they used to be. I had let Lynn in on it,
but she wasnt very much help.
Why dont you just fuck me? Im pretty hot and I can take a dick
well, It was the only thing she really said and I just couldnt bring
myself to do it. It was too different and frankly kind of grossed me
out.
But then I had an epiphany. Maybe it was time for a fantasy I had
always had. My dick was already 4 inches deep into a bowl of
cheerios as I came to the concept.
It was time to try corn flakes.
I went down to the local grocer and could barely contain my
anticipation as I approached the cereal aisle. Euphoria hit me like a
sack of bricks as I walked down the glorious aisle. I had been here
many times, but the concept of a new cereal made this experience
new. It was like I had broken up with a girlfriend and could simply
pick a new one for the price of $3.99 (or 2 for $5 with a club card).

My erection was obvious as I side stepped an older lady to get to the
corn flakes. Im sure she saw it, but I didnt care. A white box with
a giant rooster on beckoned me. It was almost as if it was meant to
be. I started to leave the aisle but something didnt feel right. I
immediately figured out what it was. We were out of cheerios at
home.
I picked up a few boxes of cheerios with a grin and headed to the
check out.
When I got home I was greeted by six strangers - all of the trashed
and all of them obnoxious. I had counted on a nice quiet evening
with a bowl of corn flakes and maybe a bit of wine, but I would
have to wait. My other roommate - Paul - was throwing a party. I
couldnt really complain because he was extremely quiet and never
really did anything to step on anyones toes.
It didnt matter. Id just fulfill my mission in my room. Maybe Lynn
would watch.
I walked to the kitchen and grabbed two bowls and a gallon of milk
and hobbled up to my room. I knocked on Lynns door but she
didnt answer.
It looked as if tonight was going to be just me and my cereal.
I stared at the bowl longingly as I poured the cornflakes out of their
box. My cock started pulsating as the orange tinged flakes toppled
out into the bowl. Milk soon joined them, and my throbbing PENIS
drew closer, almost with a mind of its own.

A few strokes to get hard, and I was in. The texture, the shape, the
colour, the slightly roughened, non-circular edges caressed my meat
as I plunged my dick further in. I had been taking penis enlargement
pills on behalf of Lynn, who desperately wanted me all the way
down her throat. My dick wasn't fitting the full way in, so I figured
they must be working, and how!

Suddenly the door burst open. I wheeled around to see Lynn
standing there, her eyes hungrily fixated on the bowl, wedged onto
my dick.

"Is it my turn yet?" she inquired.

She flicked her brown hair and winked at me, and with a final thrust
my load burst all through the cornflakes.

"Yes, just in time too."

She stalked over toward me, and grabbed the bowl off my crotch.
Milk and stray flakes fell from my groin as she began devouring the
fresh made bowl. Corn flakes were my new god, the shape and form
created an ecstasy from which I could not hold back. Lynn looked
up from her bowl, and questioned me for what seemed like the
thousandth time;

"Please, Jack, can you fuck me while I eat this?"

My mind started whirring, I had formed a plan, a devious plan. I
would give Lynn what she wanted, while escaping from my own
dilemma of not wanting to fuck her. I would pour cornflakes and
milk inside her. It would be orgasmic.

She seemed to read my thoughts, and nodded. I grabbed the packet
of corn flakes and she fell onto the bed and spread her beautiful,
long brown legs. I opened her wide, and started jamming in fistfuls
of corn flakes with my hands. I added milk, and she yelped softly. I
was throbbing with anticipation already.

I directed my pulsating cock into her moist pussy, her juices flowing
and mixing with the milk and flakes. I jammed it inside her, forcing
the cereal further and further inside her, fucking her with all the
intensity I could manage despite the utter ecstasy I was in.

Harder and harder I pushed, her face staring up at me, milk mixed
with my semen dribbling down her chin, wetting her tiny tank top. It
was becoming too much. I thrust further and further inside her, the
mix of cornflakes and pussy juices creating an amalgam of awesome
that I just could not resist mentally.

"FUCK!" I screamed, as I shot what I would call one of the biggest
loads I have ever felt through her system. Sh vibrated and clenched
the bowl, dropping it to the floor, were it smashed, sending the
contents scattering across the room.

I had made Lynn orgasm.

She immediately jumped up after she had recovered from the
pleasure of the climax coursing through her body, and leapt off the
bed. She then began licking the milk and flakes off the carpet,
making distinct "Unghh" noises while she was doing it. I saw her
thick, firm ass cheeks from behind, her pussy dripping with milk
and juice, with the occasional flake falling out.

"I came inside you, Lynn." I said solemnly.

"I know, I'm on the pill, its okay." she said quickly, then resumed
licking the flakes from the floor, her ass moving up and down
slowly as she lapped up my body's fruits.

After that night, things seemed different. I couldn't find the same
pleasure as I had fucking the cornflakes inside Lynn's pussy. I tried
everything, I filled up a fleshlight with corn flakes, cheerios,
bananas and milk but I just couldn't manage it, and Lynn didn't seem
to be dropping any hints that she wanted more, and besides, she was
going away for a month to see Stephanie and her mother's new
home, and stay there for a while to "break it in".

After many unsuccessful attempts to reach the climax I had
achieved before, I decided it was time for a more radical option,
something I had considered yet never tried. I wasn't going to fuck a
bowl, or a fleshlight, I was going to fuck the opening of a milk
bottle, filled with cheerios, bananas, cornflakes and the rim lubed up
to maximum.

I went to the store and purchased the ingredients. The checkout
worker had come to learn my name and special, and as soon as I
started walking towards him he already had the register open with
my standard order programmed in.

"One more item today, Jer." I said to him, holding up the bottle of
lubricant. He merely raised his bushy eyebrows and smiled,
ushering me through.

"No need to pay for that one, with the amount of cereal you eat it
must be a pretty inexperienced woman to have a thing for you!" He
said, jokingly.

"Hey buddy, when you graduate from scanning my products to
benefiting society, I'll take your opinion." I said, shoving the extra
cash for the lube into his hand and walking out.

My hands were sweating all over the wheel of my car as I made the
journey to my apartment. I raced in the door with my bags and set
them on the table, and looked up to see Steve sitting there, watching
TV.

"What are you doing here today bro?" I asked.

"Ah, I got the sack. By the way, did Lynn tell you before I left?
There's some renovators coming in about 20 or so minutes to fix up
the bathroom and buffer out some of those cracks in my walls,
they're getting pretty damn big man."

"Oh. Cool." I responded. What the fuck! Where had this come
from? Where would I bust this load now, my dick had been begging
for it since I had arrived at the store and located the milk.

"How long will they take?" I inquired, covering my annoyance with
nonchalance.

"Oh a few days or so. We're going to have to sleep and live down
here for a while, is that cool?"

"Uh yeah, no worries... Where do I shit?" said I.

"Woah, uhm, well there's a public toilet not far away, a 1-2 minute
walk, I was hoping you wouldn't mind if we could use that?" Steve
said, going a little red in the face. This was really starting to get to
me, however I retained my composure.

"Well dude, I don't know. Seems a bit of a stretch, but I guess we
need to stop this place going to shit, so I'll have to cope." I was
infuriated. He was sitting there, smug little grin on his face. He'd
never done anything like this before. But I already knew what he
was having for breakfast tomorrow morning. A quadruple shot bowl
of Cheerios.

It was just a shame Lynn couldn't be there to enjoy it.

I grabbed my shopping off the table and walked back out the door.
Steve looked up at me for a second inquisitively, then evidently
dismissed the thought. I strolled on down to the public bathrooms in
the park just near our place, and entered stealthily.

I unpacked my things onto the closed seat of the toilet. Tipping a
fair portion of the milk into the toilet bowl, I grabbed up the
cheerios and the cornflakes and made haste in emptying them into
the partially drained bottle. I broke up the banana with my hands
and added that too, I felt like I was on some rabid druggie cooking
show. My cock rose up in my pants as I took the tube of lubricant
and applied it to the rim of the bottle, my hands quivering with
excitement.

Slowly I bent the completed orgasm tube towards my cock, a little
of the contents spilling down my legs. One thrust, two thrusts, and it
was in. And was it ever in. Jamming my dick back and forth out of
this bottle was possibly equal with fucking Lynn's cereal vagina..

Suddenly from outside I heard the cruel laughter of young boys.
Evidently just off some sort of bullying endeavour, they strutted into
the bathroom, and started kicking my door. I screamed at them to
fuck off, but they just laughed and kept doing it. Then Jack had a
plan. Jack had a devious, evil plan.

I blocked out the noises of the kids smashing my door in, and kept
furiously working the bottle back and forth along my cock. I started
making noises, and there were a few distinct "What the fuck is he
doing?" calls heard from outside, but nothing could stop me, this
was everything I had been waiting for the whole day. I pushed
harder and harder, my dick pulsating with carnal desire for my
whole grain lover, when I felt my balls rumble.

It was time.

I ripped the bottle off my dick, and jerking myself furiously I
charged out of the cubicle, cock dripping with milk and precum.
And I fired the greatest load of sperm I think I have ever witnessed,
from any human. The cum arced, and I watched almost in slow
motion as if covered the baby face of some 12 year old ass hole, his
backwards trucker's cap soaked in, his face a mask of terror. They
all screamed like little bitches and fled before the advancing wrath
of my throbbing member.

Instantly, I was hard again. I closed my sacred cubicle, and started
pumping the bottle back and forth. Steve was going to enjoy his
breakfast tomorrow, I thought to myself. Over about an hour I came
four separate times into that bottle. My balls were black and blue,
and I stumbled back to our place. Falling through the door, Steve
was nowhere to be found. Hopefully he was out looking for work. I
dropped onto the couch and set my watch alarm to wake me at 6am
tomorrow morning to organise Steve's feast. It was about 8:30PM
when I fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke to the beeping of my watch. Steve was
on the floor, on some sort of mat that I didn't even know we owned.
It looked pretty grungy, however it would have nothing on what he
was about to eat. I got up groggily, sleep inertia clouding my senses,
and stumbled to the fridge. Opening it, my jaw dropped. The bottle
was gone.

I looked around, I couldn't see it anywhere. Had Steve found it? Had
he already eaten it? Anxiety collected in the pit of my stomach. I ran
into Lynn's room to see if I could find it, to find her, head tilted
back, drinking the miasma of soggy cereal and four shots of my nut
butter.

"Hey Jack. Work told me I needed to be back so I had to come.
Speaking of come, this was pretty strong stuff. You been eating
much raw salt lately?" she said, winking, and tossed the bottle into
the corner and walked out of the room. I realised then that I wanted
her again. I wasn't sure if she didn't want to take my dick any more
or if she was playing hard to get, but I wanted her lips wrapped
around my shaft, more than a good cold bowl of Cheerios.

But the fact still remained, Steve had escaped my wrath. So I
formed a plan. A plan to win access to the warm bowl of Lynn's
vagina and destroy the mind of Steve for subjecting me to the
torture of those bastard children.

I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone.

Speaking to Steve, he said he was out last night at the bar, busy with
his dealings with the ladies, as he likes to say. I decided to lie a
little. I said that Lynn would be bedding in a hotel, and she told me
to tell him this if he had woken up and she had left for work. He
bought it like the docile fellow he is. I moved the conversation on to
her room, and said that she had proposed that either of us could
sleep in her bed. I decided to "martyr" myself for him, and allowed
him to use it while she was away. He had a huge thing for her, and
he'd probably skeet from just being in her room. I convinced him to
have another night out at the pub, and that perhaps his luck would
wax strong tonight with concerns to the "ladies". By no means was
Steve an unattractive man, and I hoped he'd find some early
consolation before having his mind obliterated.

Part A of the plan was complete. Part B would be initiated when
Lynn arrived home from work. But first, a trip to the store for the
supplies. The delivery must be perfect if I was to pull this off with
maximum efficiency. Thus, away I went, and arrived home about an
hour before Lynn was due home. Perfection. Steve had left the
house too, even better.

Part B rolled into action. I had purchased a little something extra
today from the chemist, and by purchased, I mean I asked my friend
at the counter for it and he handed it over free of charge, on the
condition that I explained the whole story to him. By the way
Andrew, if you're out there, you're part of the reason I'm writing
this. I know you're lurker. Anyway, I had me some Viagra. I didn't
know what would happen if I took this, but I knew that if I was
going to get as much semen into the bowl as I needed, then I was
going to need stimulation worthy of Zeus.

When I arrived home, I poured myself a bowl and quickly shot off
my first two loads. This wasn't even a challenge anymore. As my
cock started to hurt, I took the viagra. Instantly I was revitalised, and
managed a full three more loads sprayed into the bowl. But my last
tablet I was saving for when Lynn got home. I quickly cleaned
everything up and got to my room, where I lay in wait. My cock was
in terrible pain, but I needed just one more load, for Lynn.

I heard the front door click open. It was about 11PM at the moment,
she was about three hours late, which seemed odd. She walked
inside, I heard the fridge open, and a grunt of dismay. She then
called my name.

"Jack? You home?"

I decided not to respond. I was standing in her room, totally naked,
packed of cornflakes on the floor, milk in one hand, and the
quintuple shot Cheerio bowl in hand. I quickly trod on the "send"
button on my phone, which lay beneath my feet. The message would
arrive on Steve's phone any second.

"Get back here now, preferably with the girl you're talking to. I have
a nice surprise for you two."

Steve was the kind of man that couldn't resist a good surprise,
especially one which involved him and another woman. He'd be
home soon.

The handle on the door to the room slowly began to turn. I had taken
exorbitant amounts of viagra and my cock felt as if it was going to
explode. The door creaked open, and there she was, in her work
clothes, a tight black skirt, hair done up, and a suit jacket over her
shoulders. Her blouse was bursting, it was just too small for her tits.
I assumed she had been going for a raise today. She looked at me
with mouth wide open. Her purse fell to the floor.

"Cheerios? 5 shots in this one." I calmly stated.

She rushed at me, facade of disinterest gone from her eyes. She
grabbed the bowl from my hand and literally plunged her face into
its depths. I could hear soft "Unghh" sounds from her diaphragm,
my dick was so hard it was unbelievable. She noticed, and grabbed
it, and began to rub it. The feeling was amazing. I managed to
murmer;

"Cereal... In your pussy?"

She managed to nod amidst the devouring of my honey nut butter
Cheerios. She sat down on her bed, and started eating, as I grabbed
the milk, cereal and banana, and began to create my concoction. I
poured it into her vagina and stuck my cock in as soon as I could. I
was fucking her hard as she munched on the Cheerios, my cries of
ecstasy mixed with her grunts and snorts of pleasure. She was in
heaven, and so was I. I kept plunging my cock in and out, until I
realised that we needed so add something. I turned her over, and
spread her ass cheeks, shoving fistfuls of cornflakes and cheerios
into her tight anus. In went the milk, followed closely by my
banana. I had found the meaning of life. I was drilling her in the ass,
an ass filled with delicious cereal and my meat, together creating a
miasma of pleasure that made me see Jesus.

When suddenly the door ripped open, and we saw Steve standing
there, complete with some unattractive whore he had found at the
bar. His mouth was wider than Lynn's anus. But that wasn't stopping
us. There was shit and milk everywhere, my room mate standing at
the door to the room, and me fucking his lifelong love in her ass
while she ate a bowl of semen infused Cheerios.

My relationship with Cheerios is now serious.

We haven't heard from Steve in a long time.

And the volume of the profanities he was screeching, well that I'll
take to the grave.