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"I think your testosterone may be low."

 

"Well, that could be, I wonder if I can get that over the counter?"

 

I have not been able to maintain en erection as I use to.

 

"I think I have a way to solve the problem."

 

I looked at her a little confused, but willing to try anything at this point.

 

"OK, how do we do that?

 

"I have an idea."

 

With that she went to the cabinet and took out a glass and set it on the kitchen counter.

 

Next she walked over to me stuck her thumbs in my pajama bottoms and with one moved pulled them all the way down.

 

"Step out."

 

I stepped out of my PJ's and stood in the middle of our kitchen naked from the waist down.

 

"Take off your tee shirt too."

 

I did, now I was totally naked.

 

"This is what we are going to do. And we are going to do this at least once a day, every day for at least two weeks to see if it works. Right now, I'm going to make you cum and I'm going to catch your sperm in that glass. Then you are going to get on your knees, tilt your head back and open your mouth. Then I'm going to pour the cum into your mouth and you're going to swallow, returning whatever testosterone you produce back into your system. Seems like a foolproof plan to me," you say with a smile.

 

I was starting to get hard.

 

"Oh, I see you like this idea." looking at my rising penis. She grabbed my stiffening cock and continues.

 

"Now sometimes you'll lick it from me after we make love, that's called eating a creampie. Or if I give you a blowjob, I'll share it with you from my mouth, called snowballing. Or I may just have you lick it from my hands or my body or from your hand or feed it to you from wherever it falls."

 

I was now hard and embarrassed by my erection. I mean after all, I was, by getting hard, admitting I wanted to eat my own sperm.

 

"Now this first time is a little extreme I know, but we have to get you use to the taste and the idea, so this first time we'll just do it my way. In the future, I'll make it more fun for you...and for me."

 

With that she grabbed my cock in one hand and my balls in the other and started pumping.

 

"Your erection tells me you're probably a cum slut anyway and will enjoy this, but don't forget to tell me when you're about to shoot so I can put the glass in place."

 

With that a pretty serious hand job started.

 

It wasn't long before I was pushing against her hand and on the edge of orgasm.

 

"OK, I'm almost there, you better grab the glass." I couldn't believe I was helping her with this humiliating process.

 

She stopped squeezing my balls and grabbed the glass from the counter and kept pumping with her other hand. Within a few more seconds I was ready.

 

"Oh shit," and I shot the first of four or five spurts of cum into the glass. She slowed her pumping but milked all the sperm from the end of my cock, wiping the edge of the glass along the head of my cock to get the last drop.

 

"Quick, get on your knees and open your mouth before you think about this too much!"

 

I did as I was told, head back, mouth open, I decided to close my eyes.

 

Then she did it, she actually poured my cum into my mouth. I couldn't believe she actually did it, I couldn't believe I agreed.

 

"Open your eyes and stick out your tongue, I want you to get the last drop off the edge of the glass."

 

Again, I did as I was told and licked the last drop from the edge of the glass, smelling the pungent scent of sperm. As I look up at you, you looking down at me with a knowing realization of your momentary power and of my submission.

 

"Now swallow it all, quickly, do it now before you chicken out," you order.

 

One more time, I did as I was told. I swallowed it all, my first mouthful of sperm, but I bet it's not my last judging from the look on your face.

 

"There, that wasn't so bad was it? Now you know how a woman feels after giving a blowjob." She bent down and kissed me on the lips. I felt a little flush with embarrassment.

 

"I never thought I'd be kissing my husband with his mouth tasting like sperm." She laughed.

 

She hugged my head to her stomach as I remained on my knees and she said. "Look at you, on your knees, naked having swallowed a mouthful of cum." She looks down at me. "Do you feel like a slut, because you look like such a slut!" She laughs and holds my face in her hands.

 

"How does it feel honey, you on your knees, naked, shaved, and submissive?" It was a rhetorical question, she knew I loved it.

 

She opened her bathrobe and pulled down her pajama bottoms. "While you're there, you should lick me a little don't you think?" She pulled my head toward her crotch. I breathed deeply, nestled my nose in her pubic hair and reached out with my tongue to taste her pussy. My eyes closed and my breathing slowed. A feeling of complete serenity came over me as I lost myself totally in her scent, her taste, the feel of pubic against my face. Her hands were on the back of my head encouraging me toward her, my hands on her hips. I was quickly lost in her, I moaned softly, my mind consumed in my passion for her, my servicing her at this moment. I was in heaven.

 

After what seemed like way too short she softly said, "OK, honey, that's good enough."

 

She grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet. I was slightly dazed.

 

"Now I want you to think about this all day because tonight I want you to lick your cum from me after we make love. I think getting a double dose the first day is a good idea, don't you?" She had a big Chashire Cat smile on her face, as if to say, you wanted to taste your cum, well now you're going to get a belly full.

 

She reached between my legs and squeezed my balls. We both looking down, she wipes one last drop from the end of my cock with her index finger and holds it in front of my face.

 

"Here, get this last drop will you?"

 

I open my mouth and suck her finger clean.

 

"Don't want to miss any," she laughed.

 

She grabs my balls and squeezes.

 

"So you make some more today, so we can do this again tonight, OK?"

 

With one final hard squeeze she laughed shaking her head, rinsed the glass in the sink, puts it in the dishdrain and continued about her morning getting ready for work.

 

I grabbed my clothing from the floor and head upstairs to shower and shave and think about what just happened. It was a classic case of "watch out what you wish for." On one hand I knew her little experiment wouldn't work and it was just a game, but on the other hand, my cock was starting to stir already knowing I would be eating a lot of cum from now on. Not because I wanted to eat sperm, but because she was going to "make" me do it. That was the exciting part, being told to eat sperm by my wife, the woman I love. The feeling of submission, embarrassment and surrender was tantalizing.

 

I knew she was into recycling, but I never thought she would take it this far!

 

I had gotten home before my wife and got started on dinner. I knew she would only be minutes behind me.

 

Moments later the phone rang, she was calling from her cell.

 

We talked about dinner and our work day and then she said, "Why don't you get undressed and get out the glass, we'll get the second dose out of the way when I come in. Oh, and could you make me a martini, I could use a drink."

 

It's not like I had forgotten about my first "dose", that morning, but I wasn't expecting this to be a "cum on demand" event.

 

"You want me naked when you get home?" I asked incredulously.

 

"Yea, I do, and the glass on the counter, that's right."

 

I paused for a moment to digest her matter of fact tone. "Oh, OK...see you in a few minutes."

 

"OK, I'll be right there."

 

I hung up and looked at the dish drain next to the sink. The glass she used this morning was still there. I reached for it and placed it on the counter, my cock twitched and I flushed remembering the start of our day. I started to undress, folding my clothing on a chair in the corner. By the time I was naked, I was three quarters hard and I hadn't touched myself.

 

How could the embarrassment of being naked, jerked off and made to swallow my own sperm excite me? I couldn't deny to myself or to my wife I actually knew the answer. It was the submissiveness of it. It was being naked while she was dressed. It was the kinkiness and nastiness of having my wife of many years, the woman I love feed me my cum. It was embarrassing and humiliating and thinking about it made me very hard. I never should have told her of my cum eating fantasy and how I could never bring myself to do it and I needed her to make me. Or should I have?

 

As I heard her car pull into the garage and I looked down at my naked body and shaved cock and wondered, with embarrassment, how I should greet her. I decided I had to be proactive, so I walked to the door leading to the garage and opened it, staying inside the house but clearly visible to her as she got out of her car and opened the trunk to retrieve groceries. She looked up, smiled and shook her head.

 

"Come here and give me a hand."

 

Our garage faces the side of the house with only one neighbor on that side, but still!

 

She glanced toward our neighbor home, "I don't think they are home but hit the garage door closer and come here and help."

 

As the door was closing I walked out into the garage and to the back of her car, my cock bouncing and swinging lewdly, a string of pre-come hanging from the tip. She handing me two bags, one for each hand, closed the truck and wiped the pre-cum from my cock with a finger and held her finger in front of my face. I licked it clean. She pushed my cock up against my stomach, pressed her pelvis into me, pushing my butt against her car and kissed me, slowly running her tongue around my lips. I moaned.

 

"It didn't take long for you to get in a state did it?" She smiled, stepping back and looking down.

 

"You must really enjoy eating cum, huh?"

 

"It's that and everything else." I said with some embarrassment.

 

"I know," she said. And she did.

 

I followed her into the house and placed the bags on the counter, next to the glass.

 

"I didn't have time to make your martini, I'll do that now."

 

As she put the groceries away, I made her a drink and we chatted about things, nothing important, just husband and wife stuff. I liked the oddness of it, knowing what was coming, so to speak. After ten minutes or so, she picked up the glass and asked me, "Do you want to do this now or after dinner?"

 

She had changed the dynamic. She wasn't so much telling me I would be eating my sperm, she was asking me when I wanted to eat my sperm. I wasn't sure she was aware of the subtle shift, but by the smile on her face, she apparently was. My cock twitched.

 

"Now I think." I said.

 

"Honey, you know that "now" is not an answer to the question. Tell me what you want to do."

 

Check. My humiliation was almost complete, and would be by my next reply.

 

I was standing naked in our kitchen with my wife in a business suit sipping a martini with one hand and holding an empty glass in the other. My skin flushed with embarrassment and my heartbeat picked up. I now had to ask her to make me eat cum.

 

I looked at her and squeaked out my request. "I think I would like to cum now and have you feed me my cum before dinner."

 

"Well if that is what YOU want, come over here and lean against the counter and spread your legs"

 

As I leaned against the counter she took my left nipple in her mouth and lightly kissed and then sucked it. My cock got even harder and I moaned. She then moved to the other nipple, never even touching my penis. My hips jerked involuntarily.

 

She stood up and looked at me. "You like that?"

 

"YES" was all I could gasp.

 

She slowly rolled both wet nipples between her thumb and forefinger as she looked at my cock. My gasping reaction and lurching hips were a direct indication of what she was doing to me. This sucking and rolling continued for over a minute as she increased her sexual attack on my nipples and I became audibly and physically more responsive, now gasping and catching my breath. My eyes were closed tight and I was grasping the edge of the counter, embarrassed in my nudity and spread legs, my erection, trying to compose myself enough to take all of her attention without moving from her grasp. I willed myself to stay under her twisting fingers and mouth but I was squirming and my cock pulsing and swinging, my knees starting to fail me. And still not a touch to my cock, making the onslaught all the more erotic.

 

I imagined what I looked like now, a total slut in my willing submission to her and no longer caring that she knows, that she controls, that I am as venerable as a husband can be with his wife. I am slipping into a state of mind that is peaceful, concentrating only on my acquiescence of control. I half open my eyes, gazed directly into her eyes and say, "Please, I need to cum, please make me eat my cum."

 

She smiles and says, "In one more minute I will. Do you like what I'm doing to you?"

 

"God yes...look at me." I loved the word "doing to you", she knows her control.

 

"I'm almost in sexual overload and I have never felt so naked." I was now almost bucking and shaking.

 

"Please kiss me."

 

She leans in, kissing lightly, then deeper, then with passion and tongue. I moan loudly.

 

She leans back but doesn't let go of my nipples and looks me up and down, a smile on her lips.

 

"You are so totally mine...and now I'm going to make you cum."

 

She picks up the glass in one hand and grabs my cock in the other, firmly pushing back against my body. The head of my cock wet with pre-cum and bulging purple in her grasp. Another moan from me knowing this will not take long.

 

She pumped slowly, with me now wildly thrusting forward toward release.

 

Four more pumps and I said, "I'm going to cum."

 

She positions the glass and I think I may have screamed, I know I shot one, two, three, at least four spurts into the bottom of the glass. She kept milking and then after, wiped the edge of the glass against my now ultra sensitive cock head to get the last drop or two.

 

"Oh my God!." That was the extent of my commentary.

 

She stepped back and handed me the glass.

 

"This time, you get to do this all on your own, as your proof to me that you want this."

 

I reached out and take the glass with a post orgasmic shaking hand. I looked at it, a fair amount of my sperm in the bottom. It was no longer sexy, it was no longer desirable, it wasn't what I wanted to do any longer. It was sperm in a glass, and I was a guy and guys don't drink their sperm from a glass.

 

"It's important that you do this now, not just for me, but for you. Don't think about it, what it is or what you want or don't want. I am asking you to do this because you need me to ask you to do this. I will not force you, but if you don't do it now, on your own, we will never do it again."

 

I poured the sperm into my mouth.

 

"Hold it in your mouth for a second."

 

I did, looking at her, not wanting to move or to think.

 

"Swallow!"

 

I did.

 

She took the glass from me and put it in the sink. She handed me her martini and I took a sip.

 

"I'm going to need to cum tonight, and you may get a third dose if you're up for it, but right now let's get dinner on the table. Throw on your pants and shirt and put your socks and underwear in the laundry room."

 

I did as I was told and slowly came back to reality. We had a simple dinner and continued with husband and wife chatter. I felt great knowing we were so happy together, so normal. I guess that is what marriage after all these years really means, trust, no inhibitions, sharing secrets and fantasies and love. I hugged her and kissed her neck, and felt a slight stirring in my groin, again. Would I actually be eating a third load of sperm today? I bet even my wife hasn't ever done that!

 

Did I say we were so normal? You know, I bet we are.

 

The evening progressed uneventfully as expected. I was still amazed at what had happen this day and could not believe that I had two orgasms, and was willingly fed my sperm by my wife. The thought of it was disconcerting and stimulating at the same time.

 

We were standing in our bathroom getting ready for bed, my wife in a long tee shirt and me naked. I knew she was horny, she had told me she was and needed to cum. I was more than willing to help, I love going down on her and would spend every night between her legs if she would let me.

 

I also had to assume that her manipulation of me, stripping me, making me beg to cum and willingly eating my cum had gotten her juices flowing so to speak.

 

Looking in the mirror at her nipples poking through her tee shirt and thinking about giving her a back rub and feeling her skin beneath my hands and lips was having an effect on me. I was starting to swell, even after having cum twice today. For some reason my growing erection and nakedness was a little embarrassing to me.

 

"Well aren't you the randy boy? Look at him."

 

Though not completely hard, I was getting there without a touch.

 

I hopped into bed first, and she joined me after stripping off her tee shirt.

 

"A back rub would be nice."

 

I straddled her hips and started working on the knots in her neck, shoulders and upper back. My cock nestled nicely on her ass. I was going to take my time, slowly working down her back and loosening the muscles around her spine.

 

I move to her ass, kneading her cheeks slowly but firmly. After a minute or two I deliberately spread her cheeks so I could see her asshole. I knew she knew what I was doing and hoped she was feeling the thrill and embarrassment of having such a private area being so completely exposed to my view. I held her ass open and brought my lips to the top of her crack and kissed. Still holding her open, I lightly flicked my tongue across her hole, and then waited a moment. I then pressed my tongue more firmly onto her ass and then probed her and licked. I felt myself slowing slipping into that mindset of needing to please her, reveling in her body. It was like a high, a place of submission, a space in my head where I could only think of her body, her taste and my desire to please.

 

I worked down her legs and I kneaded her feet, slowly, one at a time. I'm not a foot fetish kind of guy, but I could imagine how good this must feel and my cock hardened again knowing I was pleasing her.

 

Shortly after, she rolled onto her back and pulled her knees up, offering me her pussy. I needed not further encouragement. This is what I live for, her pussy.

 

I was now totally lost in her. Her taste, her smell, her wetness drove me further into a calm and intense sexual excitement. I needed her wetness on my face and I rubbed my face into her. I was now moaning and enjoying the friction of the bed on my cock.

 

I got on my knees and move slightly to her side, one of her legs flat on the bed. She reached out and started playing with one of my nipples. I was now completely in subspace, I moaned again and my breathing slowed.

 

I kept my fingers in her pussy and got on my knees presenting my cock to her mouth. She took me in her mouth, sucking as I finger fucked her. There is no more beautiful sight in the world than my wife with my cock in her mouth. And I mean that. She is a great cock sucker, and she knows it and enjoys it. I allowed myself the pleasure of her mouth for a short time because I owed her an orgasm.

 

I put my mouth back to her pussy and move my cock away from her mouth. She reached out and caressed my balls and then squeezed them rather hard. I stayed in place but groaned. I started working on her pussy with even more enthusiasm. Her ball squeezing can be hard at times, but again I willed myself to stay in place and worked more enthusiastically with my mouth. It seems to excite her when my enthusiasm increases with her ball squeezing. Kind of a hard squeeze, and a hard lick, directing me with my testicles.

 

She reached an orgasm shortly after, clamping my head between her legs.

 

In a few minutes, after she calmed, I was hard but not hard enough to make love. I had already cum twice today and I didn't think three times was in the cards.

 

She asked, "Can you make yourself cum?"

 

"I don't know, but I'll try."

 

"Then lie down and jerk off for me."

 

I got onto my back and she put her head on my chest, watching me stroke my cock. I had to work hard at it having cum just hours before, but after about five minutes of very serious cock beating, I did cum, but only a few drops.

 

She put her hand on my hand on my cock, turned to look at me and said, "Good."

 

She then wiped the few drops from my cock and stomach with her fingers and brought them to my mouth.

 

I opened and sucked the last bit of cum for the day from her fingers. I didn't think anything of it. I was tired.

 

"You have eaten more cum just today than I have in years. How did you like it?"

 

"It was absolutely great, thank you." Yea, I thanked her, how odd but totally honest.

 

"Good, there will be more tomorrow." She put her hand on my hard working balls and patted.

 

"Fill those balls up again OK Honey?"

 

"I'm working on it as we speak."

 

And with that we held each other and fell to sleep.

  

  

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