Not long ago, after a satisfying session in bed, out of
the blue my wife asked, “Have you ever tasted cum?”
Now, Ellen and I have been married for six years. We’ve
both had our share of affairs before we met and
discussed them freely. Once Ellen had told me about a
brief affair she’d had with a 31 year-old woman when
she was 19. I told her that the closest I’d ever come
to having sex with a male was mutual masturbation when
I was about 17 and just getting into sex, so she knew I
had never sucked a cock.
“You already know the answer to that, Ellen,” I
replied.
“No, I mean have you ever tasted your OWN cum?” I had
never even thought about it. I asked her why she wanted
to know. “I was reading a story,” she said, “about this
couple who would fuck and then afterwards the guy would
go down on the woman, eating his own cum out of her.
The woman said there was nothing like it. Sooo, I was
wondering…what it would feel like if you sucked me
after we fuck. Licking me out before we fuck is great,
but I want to find out if getting eaten afterwards
really is better.” She stopped, letting me think about
that, watching me closely for my reaction.
I honestly had never given any thought to the prospect.
Ellen always swallowed my come when she sucked me off,
so I knew it couldn’t be awful. But I guess men are
conditioned to equate semen-swallowing men with being
gay. I mean, guys talk about eating pussy and fucking
ass; they compare their woman’s blowjobs, but never do
“straight” men talk about sucking cock or eating cum
unless it’s in the context of a faggot joke.
I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at Ellen. At
34, she still had the figure I’d grown to love when
we’d first met, the same auburn hair and green eyes.
Her breasts were a tad larger. She’d added a few
character lines to her face, but she was still
beautiful to look at. “If you want it, how can I
refuse?” I murmured, kissing her deeply and lovingly.
I trailed my fingers down over her flat stomach,
through her lush bush. I easily slid my fingers into
her honey-pot. I withdrew my fingers, now covered with
the semen I’d deposited less than five minutes before.
Ellen watched with wide eyes as I hesitantly stuck out
my tongue to taste my own come. The first taste was
salty. I had heard women referring to the “salty
flavor” of cum, so it was no surprise. The other thing
I noticed was the tang. It’s still hard to describe;
something like honey, but salty, not sweet. The taste
isn’t sharp, but spreads through the mouth uniformly.
I sucked in both fingers, acclimating myself to the
sensations, the texture and flavor of my semen. I guess
all those old prejudices popped into my head, because
suddenly I felt myself wanting to gag. But just as
quickly I fought the urge, figuring if Ellen could do
it, so could I. I gulped and swallowed. It wasn’t all
that bad. Just new and different. I didn’t like lobster
the first time I tried it, either. I knew that some
things took time.
“Well?” Ellen asked. In reply, I lifted her legs and
moved to her cunt. Her pussy was red and puffy from the
fucking, and rivulets of her pussy juice mixed with my
cream oozed from her hole. I plunged in tongue-first,
licking the foamy juices. The more I ate, the better
the taste became. Ellen wailed, “Eat me, oooh fuck
yeah, suck my dry!” Well, I didn’t suck her dry, but I
sucked until my tongue and lips were sore. That night I
slept like a baby, exhausted but happy. And so did
Ellen.
The following day at work, I started getting a craving.
It wasn’t for food, or booze, or cigarettes or sweets-
my craving was for my own special sauce! And my dick
was stiff, which made me all the more obsessed.
Finally, I rushed to the men’s room, locked myself in a
stall, and started jerking off as I sat on the toilet.
In no time at all, I felt the familiar tug starting at
the base of my spine, and then traveling to my balls
and up my shaft. Out shot thick, white wads of cum,
which I managed to catch in my palm. Some cream oozed
out of my dick’s slit, which I wiped up with my
fingers. Then I did something I’d never imagined myself
doing: I lifted my cupped palm, looked at the white
sauce, and, sticking out my tongue, started lapping at
my spunk. My nostrils flared at the tangy taste. I
licked the puddle, then sucked the sticky jizz from my
fingers.
When I got home that evening, I told Ellen what I had
done. Just relating to her what had happened got me
stiff again. “Show me,” she said. I dropped my pants
right there in the living room, the old dick rigid,
red, and raring to go. I sat on the couch and gripped
it firmly, knowing I was already close to shooting.
Ellen stripped and joined me on the sofa. She fingered
her gash, already wet with arousal. Her bare foot slid
up the inside of my leg and her toes massaged my aching
balls. Then she pressed her big toe into my asshole. As
soon as she wiggled it around and worked it inside, my
cum fired up and out, shooting into the air, much of it
landing on her foot.
Ellen looked at me with a smirk on her face and said,
“Well, show me what you did at work today.” She watched
intently as I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked
the sperm that dripped on them. When they were clean,
she brought her foot to my mouth and told me to lick my
cream off it. I did just that and even sucked each toe
to get the stuff that had dripped between them. Ellen
took a special interest in making sure I licked the toe
clean that was pressed into my asshole. At that point
my cock was rock hard again and ready to go.
“Fuck me,” she ordered, pulling me between her spread
thighs and guiding my dick into her hungry pussy. I
gave her a righteous fucking, hard and long. She came
twice before I dumped my third load of the day, a feat
I hadn’t accomplished in years. As I cleaned up my mess
again, Ellen told me how turned-on she got watching me
eat my own cream. I had to admit that the new kink
turned me on, too. It seemed that ingesting my own cum
had created a psychological impact on me that pumped up
my libido. I have read about couples who perked up
their sex lives by introducing a new facet, be it anal
sex, B&D, golden showers or whatever. That’s what was
happening with us. A new fire had been added to our
relationship.
Even after several weeks of this, I was always as horny
as a teenager. Ellen and I fucked at least once a day,
usually twice, and each time I’d eat her afterwards.
During her period she blew me and then passed my jism
from her mouth to mine. Eating cum was like an
aphrodisiac to me. I didn’t jerk off at work anymore,
so by the time I got home each night my cock was like a
steel shaft in my pants.
I enjoyed eating love juice from Ellen’s pussy so much,
I had begun to fantasize about sucking ANOTHER man’s
cum from her cunt. So I suggested bringing in another
man in for a threesome, and to my surprise she quickly
agreed. I got more and more anxious to do it, and Ellen
was eager too. We went out and bought a bunch of
swinger magazines and together searched through them,
looking for studly males in search of couples. We wrote
to about a dozen men and waited for replies.
**
Within a few weeks, after following up on the most
promising ones, we contacted our first prospect, Marty.
Ellen and I met him over drinks in a bar, and we all
got along great. Marty was 27, tall, with a nice build.
Ellen thought he was quite attractive. She grabbed my
hand under the table and shoved it into her steamy
twat. I could hardly wait to drink Marty’s load from
that wet cunt.
That weekend, Marty visited our place. He showed his
obvious experience with couples by quickly seducing
Ellen right in front of me. Soon they were kissing and
Marty was fingering Ellen’s cunt while she squeezed his
dick through his pants. Then Ellen freed Marty’s cock
from his pants and squeezed it to make it grow to its
full size. It never seemed to stop growing; it just got
bigger and bigger.
Ellen must have been surprised because she stopped
kissing Marty and turned to look at his cock. It was
much longer and thicker than mine, probably a good ten
inches. Ellen then got up and led him to our bedroom by
his dick. They went at each other in a frenzy of
passion, practically ripping off each other’s clothes
while I got out of mine.
Practically oblivious to my presence, Ellen goaded
Marty on. “Come on, give me that big cock, you fucker!
Fuck me hard! Fuck the shit out of me now!” Marty
positioned Ellen on her hands and knees on the bed and
shoved his monster cock in from the rear in one mighty
thrust, driving the wind out of her lungs with a
whoosh. I was surprised at how easily it slid in. Maybe
Ellen was so excited at the prospect of trying an
oversized cock that she was dripping with lubrication.
She let out a loud grunt as Marty’s dick plowed deeper
into her than mine’s ever been.
I sat on the bed watching Ellen’s tits jiggle as Marty
jack hammered into her squishy snatch. I wanted to get
a better view of the action, so I laid down and scooted
under Ellen, working my head between her thighs. She
shifted her thighs apart to give me greater access, and
then sucked my prick into her mouth. For the first time
in my life, I had a close-up view of a cock fucking a
cunt.
I was so close that I could hear the wet sucking sounds
of her cunt and felt the juices spray my face with each
plunge. Marty started to tease Ellen by slowly pulling
his cock from her pussy until just the head remained
inside. Then he’d wait until she started whimpering for
more before shoving it back in as hard as he could.
Each time Ellen would moan loudly. She must of found it
impossible to suck my cock, because she let it fall out
and ignored it.
Marty’s cock was so thick it stretched her pussy lips
far apart, and, when he pulled out, her lips stuck to
his shaft and stretched far from her pubic mound. The
sight of this was awesome.
As Marty fucked Ellen, she panted and gasped for air
and made sounds that I never heard her make when we
fucked. Marty fucked faster until, with a growl, he
plunged into the hilt, almost squeezing his tightened
nut sack inside, as well. I knew he was spraying his
spunk inside my wife’s pussy, and I knew I was seconds
away from eating his leftovers.
When Marty pulled out his slimy meat, a long string of
jizz followed it out and splashed on my face. I quickly
attached my mouth to Ellen’s gaping gash and proceeded
to suck out the warm scum. It tasted similar to mine,
but somewhat sweeter. It slid like syrup down my
throat, along with Ellen’s own sauce. God, it was
delicious! Ellen then sat up and a rush of sperm flowed
out of her pussy and down my throat. He must have shot
a huge load deep into her!
After I cleaned everything out of Ellen’s pussy, she
raised her crotch off my face and looked down at me
with a smirk on her face. My face was drenched with
their juices. “Have fun down there?” she said and then
giggled. She then turned around and immediately went to
work on Marty’s semi-stiff rod. His dick was wet with
mixed cum and pussy juice, which she slowly licked up.
She worked her way down to his balls and gently lapped
at each one, and his dick started swelling. I moved in
to get close to the action.
Suddenly I had an urge to taste Marty’s cum fresh from
its source. While Ellen worshipped his balls, I
whispered in her ear, “Move over. I want some.”
She stopped and slid over to make room. I lay down next
to her, and she gave me a deep kiss, then held Marty’s
stiff cock and waited for me to make my move.
I had one quick flash of hesitation, then leaned down
and opened my mouth. The head of his cock slide past my
lips, and I instantly began savoring the feel of his
flesh. My tongue could feel the pulsing veins and heat
as Ellen urged me on. “Yeah, that’s it, honey, suck
that cock. Show Marty how much you appreciated the fuck
he gave me. Tastes good, doesn’t it. If you do a good
job, he might give you a reward, won’t you Marty,”
Ellen teased.
And suck it I did. I felt my own cock stiffen as I
mouthed Marty’s meaty prick. Marty then began to move
his hips, and I let him fuck my face, the flared knob
thrusting in and out of my throat. I could taste his
pre-cum oozing out, and I got even more enthusiastic
about sucking him. Ellen move away to give me more room
but continued to fondle Marty’s balls, aiding in his
imminent ejaculation.
Ellen looked at Marty and said, “Roger wants your cum.
Feed it to him, Marty. Give him a big load.” He shoved
into me faster and faster, his balls slapping my chin.
Wanting him to cum as quickly as possible, I worked my
index finger into his sweaty asshole, which opened
easily and sucked my digit in. I squirmed it around,
finding and pressing the lump of his prostate. Soon his
cock swelled in my mouth, and then a blast of hot seed
hit the back of my throat. I pulled back and let my
mouth fill with cum.
I found that I loved the sensation of a cock spewing
into my mouth and savored the delicious thick flavor of
fresh cum on my tongue. I knew then that a new
addiction was forming for me. This excited me so much
that it sent me over the edge, and I shot my load all
over the bed sheets. Ellen noticed my body contracting
and could tell I was cumming. In mock anger, she
ordered me to lick the sheets clean, which by now was a
labor of love. After this, we were all exhausted and
went to sleep.
**
Now I realize this may turn some people off. All I know
is that Ellen and I were in the mid-thirties doldrums.
Now our sex-life has improved dramatically.
Not only do we get it on with single men, but we try to
find groups of men to provide even more sperm. The
whole experience has perked me up so that I feel as
young and sexually potent as when I was in my early
twenties. So, for those of you in similar circumstances,
why not start by trying your own semen? Just lay off
spicy foods and beer. Drink juices; that sweetens it.
Then, go down on your lover after you fuck her.