Under CeCe's Control

Vomit It Up

CeCe Jones had just eaten two days worth of food in two hours. And she going to vomit it all up. On Rocky.

Rocky had lost the bet over who would win the Super Bowl in 2012. CeCe had just picked "the other one" when Rocky made the bet, not even bothering to find out the name of "the other one." But Rocky's chosen team had lost.

CeCe did not have bulimia or anything. Vomiting on Rocky was supposed to be an intimate act, one of the five Very Intimate Acts Every Girl Should Do with Her Best Friend At Least Once.

Rocky had gotten the list from a book. And CeCe was going to do them all on her.

Now CeCe opened her mouth to release the gush or vomit that Rocky had been anticipating ever since her team had lost.

Nothing came out though. CeCe then asked if she could stick her tongue in Rocky's mouth to make the vomit more likely to come out. Rocky said yes though she was afraid that she would be the one vomiting once CeCe did that, though Rocky did not have any food within her to vomit, because the rule had been that she wouldn't have the materials in her to retaliate. This was supposed to be all CeCe's doing.

CeCe ran her tongue along the sides of Rocky's mouth and touched the roof there too. Instead of feeling ready to vomit, she felt turned on. She wanted to taste Rocky's tonsils, though of course her tongue wouldn't go back that far.

She went through a second run, and a third. By now Cece wanted to lick this mouth forever. But she had to vomit.

And when she pulled away and licked Rocky's nose, she felt the vomit come surging out of her. She vomited all over Rocky's face and then drew back to make it come down Rocky's chest and then she just puked on Rocky's legs for five minutes straight.

When she found she could hold the vomit in for a bit, she asked Rocky to flip over in her chair, which caused vomit to fly everywhere. Then Cece vomited a stream onto Rocky's neck and Rocky felt exhilarated for the first time since the vomiting began.

This was life. Being vomited on by a cute girl who was also your best friend. Rocky was very glad she had lost the bet, for if it had been the other way around….she shuddered at the thought.

CeCe finished covering her best friend in vomit but still had more to release, and so she soaked Rocky's posterior in it for a few minutes.

Her throat burned from all the food going the reverse way and she got a glass of chocolate milk to try to cool it.

The chocolate milk did not work as well as she had expected it to. Her mouth continued to burn.

She then ate the last two dill pickles and drained the jar of pickle juice. Now her mouth fell like brine, but at least it didn't have the vomit burning feeling anymore.

Now she went to check on Rocky, who was lying in a slump.

Rocky was moaning and CeCe was afraid that she had hurt her. She ran to get the garden hose and sprayed Rocky's back, all the way down her legs, and then flipped her over and sprayed there until all the vomit was gone.

"Hey, what's you do that for?" Rocky asked.

"To stop the pain the vomit had caused."

"Vomit can't cause pain. Why would you think that?"

"You were moaning."

"I was moaning out of sexual gratification, CeCe. Not from being hurt."

"Oh. So you want me to vomit on you again?"

Rocky shook her head. "Must stick to the list."

CeCe looked at the list. Nowhere on there did it say there was room for voming. Except the first item. She did not like this.

Hosing with a garden hose was though. It was item number sixteen. Which meant that CeCe would get a second chance to do that…

She couldn't wait. Rocky had been a good submissive so far, and likely she would prove very well to be.