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Subject: {ASSM} SNOWBALLED (FemDom, Humiliation)
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I had my husband tied to the bed, as he claimed he loved to be. I timed my
bobs to correspond with his thrusting hips. John's cock, purple with need,
slid in and out of my wet, red-lipsticked lips effortlessly. My fingers
encircled his shaft, stroking in time with my mouth and urging him to cum.
"Oh God!" he cried. "I am gonna cum!" My response wasn't spoken, because
that would require me to break suction from his cock. Instead, I hummed a
pleasurable sound that conveyed my willingness to accept his sperm. I felt
his cock swell as cream flowed through the shaft, and knew that it was
time.
I stopped sucking in order to capture his cum in my mouth. I didn't
want to inadvertently swallow any. My fingers, though, continued to milk
the cum from his shaft and my lips rubbed the last inch and a half of him.
His fingers found my hair and he held on tight as his load, a big one,
almost filled my mouth. What he didn't know at the time was that I would
stand and kiss him. Our lips met and our mouths yawned open. As they did,
my tongue pushed his cream back into his mouth. My hands locked into his
hair and kept him there, kissing me. Accepting his own cum. John fought
for a minute and then decided to swallow his ejaculate. I kissed him for
minutes after, feeling my pussy oozing juice as I felt the victory in the
first step of his training. It was exciting to know that he would soon be
a cumeating slut for me.
"What the FUCK was that?!" he demanded, but less harshly than he would
have five minutes earlier. "That was gross!" "Oh, Honey," I purred. "I
have been fantasizing this for a long time. Ohhhh., please you gotta eat
me. You gotta make me cum!" I untied him and led him to the foot of the
bed. I reclined and lewdly spread my legs. Until now, I had been a
prudish wife, barely able to tolerate any oral sex. So, he took one look
at my soaked pussy, open to his gaze and me begging for his mouth, and dove
in. I thrilled to his eager tonguing. I was flowing so hard now, my
juices pouring out. And he was there, licking it up. Loving it. He had
claimed for years that he wanted to eat me all the time, and this was his
chance to prove it. I tipped back my head, feeling my orgasm coming. I
relaxed and allowed myself to cum all over his face.
We talked afterward, and I told him that I had wanted for a long time to
"snowball" him, to push his cum into his own mouth. He listened, the sated
and adoring husband. I told him that it pleased me a lot to have him
accept this desire of mine. That I no longer felt so weird in my desire,
that this was truly lovemaking. He listened, and. told me that although
he felt it was gross for a man to eat cum, that he would do it for me. My
pussy gushed as I realized that step 1 of my plan was accomplished. In
response to his giving up something, I spread my legs and begged him to
fuck me. Normally, we are a one-orgasm couple. My asking for more was
unheard of. His semi-erection sprung to full life and I will admit that
his passionate fucking was the best of our marriage. I let myself go over
the edge and orgasm. A few seconds later, he came deep in me as I
encouraged him and he collapsed on me.
In a minute, he was almost asleep as I stroked his hair. I laid there,
feeling his cock shrinking and the cum beginning to ooze out, and thought
about all I hadn't said before. I hadn't told him that I had found out
about his fucking our babysitter. That I had found about his cyber affairs
and planned real-life meetings. That I intended to make him my cum slut as
a partial payback to our betrayal. That it would only be paid in full when
he ate the cum from me after the gangbang I would arrange. Soon enough,
there would never be any oozing cum anymore; he would be sucking it from
me. The thought stirred my juices, and I eased him over to the side of the
couch so that I could slide out. Then I began to nurse at his
pussy-flavored cock, urging him back to an erection. He groaned in his
sleep, but became hard in time. He stirred and realized that his
sex-crazed wife was actually sucking him in his sleep. Sex three times in
one night?! The thought and implication made him cum again. As before, I
captured it in my mouth. This time, he didn't fight when I french kissed
him and gave it back to him.
So it went for a week. I made sure we fucked morning and night. I got
very good at making him cum quickly by fellating him. And every single
time I kissed him and fed him his jism. Many times, I hovered above his
face and "spit" the cum out so that it would drip into his mouth. He was
definitely beginning to like this part of our sex life.
My next step was to make him accustomed to watching people cumming.
Accordingly, I began to surprise him by renting XXX-rated videos. I would
watch the filth first, making sure I knew when to spring into action.
Then, I would suck him to coincide with a creamy part of the movie. He
would almost always be snowballed as the guy on screen splashed the
actress' ass with cum. Soon enough, I found an outlet that stocked a wide
variety of gangbang videos. Because I was making sure we came many times
per sex session, we had time to view one of these too. One video I viewed,
then bought because it was so appropriate. An "amateur" movie, several
girls were gangbanged by loads of guys. In one scene, my alleged favorite,
one actress was filled by three guys in succession. Then, she squatted
over the face of another girl who was on her back and getting fucked, and
dripped it out into her mouth. The receiving actress did a great job of
cleaning the cum-soaked pussy of the other. I'll bet a cup and a half of
cum drained out, captured on video. I say it was my favorite, because I
always made sure we watched it.
My next step was to move him from snowballing to eating my cum-filled
pussy. It was surprisingly easy, no doubt brought about because of his
oral fixation and my getting him used to eating cum. After a couple weeks
of blowing him while he viewed this scene, and making sure he came as the
one girl guzzled cum from the other, I surprised him by mounting him
instead. "Oh God, this scene is so sexy," I said. He got into it,
kneading my breasts (I was facing away, so that we could both watch) as I
slid up and down.
"What part do you like?" he asked, excitedly.
"I like watching these guys cumming in her. I love to feel you cum in
me," I explained. "But I really like watching that girl eating the cum
out. THAT'S sexy!" "Oh jeez! You actually like watching that lesbian
stuff?" he exclaimed. He was way too excited, I saw. And he
misunderstood. time to correct him. "Oh no. I like watching the cum
dripping out and into a mouth." He was quiet, evaluating. At this point, I
figured it would take a long time to sell the idea. As the second guy came
in the actress and the third guy pushed into her sloppy pussy, I began to
milk his cock with my own muscles. I wanted him to cum in me watching the
girl eating cum. Instead, he surprised me. "I. want to. do that," he
said, gritting his teeth and trying not to cum. "Do what?" I asked,
stunned. "Ohmygod I want to suck my cum from you!" As he said it, he
pushed me down as hard as he could on his cock and spasmed hard. I
listened to him moan his release. had he wanted to say that for a while?
He shook and came for it seemed like minutes. When our sex became more
frequent, I was concerned that he would always be empty of cum. Instead,
his body seemed to over compensate, making his cum production much greater.
I sat on his dick, feeling it swell and throb as he shot his load into my
pussy. He finished about the same time as the third guy came in the movie.
I didn't wait very long for him to shrink, but instead lifted off
immediately. I pushed him over on the couch, and mounted his face. The
thought that he was actually eating his cum from me made me wetten a lot.
His tongue was flicking between my lips, searching for the cum he had
injected moments before. It was very pleasurable. he had a talented
tongue to be sure. But my pleasure was 90% from the knowledge that this
next phase was so easily complete. I came, watching the woman eating the
thick stream of cum and imagining my husband doing it too.
As I came, my pussy ejected much of the cum John had injected into me.
It was squeezed en masse into his mouth. I looked down, watching his
throat bob as he swallowed. I felt even hornier after I had cum, my goal
of making him a cum whore that much closer to reality. He found that he
loved eating cum from me, and that night he put three big loads in and
gobbled it all back out. A week later, I realized my husband needed the
final steps in his training. He had already learned to eat cum from me
with little problem. He enjoyed it in fact. It was nice to have him
constantly ready to eat me before and after he screwed me.
My next step was getting him to accept sharing me with other men. To
that end, I introduced a lifelike dildo with a suction base. I began by
changing my favorite video to one about double teaming. I ooohhed and
ahhhhed as the star, again an alleged amateur, sucked one guy while fucking
another. After a couple viewings, I produced the dildo. I set it on the
heavy wooden coffee table and inserted it in myself. I rode it while
sucking him off. It felt a bit of a step backward to be sucking him again,
but it was necessary. The next night, I first let him cum in me, then rode
the dildo while he licked the cream from around the edges of my pussy. I
came, again excited at how close I was to his final payback.
It seemed the more outrageous I was in my desires, the faster he
accepted them and moved on. When I started fantasizing about really having
a double team, he picked up right away and egged me on. It took little to
get him to invite his friend Bill from work over that weekend "just to see
what would happen". What did happen is that hubby and Bill got drunk. I
played along, but actually drank very little. When John asked if he was
aware how good I sucked cock, moments later they both had their dicks out.
Once hard, John laid down for me to ride as I sucked off his friend.
"Sucking off" is the wrong term, because I had no intention of letting him
cum from fellatio. Instead, I maintained his erection until John squirted
in me. His friend was amazed as I slid onto John's mouth and he began
eating his cum from me. "That is WILD, man!", he grinned. He listened to
John moaning as he ate my slimy cooze. "He must really like it." "Oh, he
likes it all right!" I smiled. John was only partially done, but I had my
plan to implement. "How about giving me a nice sloppy fuck?" Of course,
the friend could not believe his luck. I laid on my back and let him fuck
me, his cock swimming in the cum already in me. My pussy was making very
loud, wet, sloppy sounds as he pounded into me. His balls slapped wetly on
my ass. A horny single guy, he was fully loaded with cum. In a few
minutes, he pushed in all the way, his pubes pressing against mine, and
came a bucket. It was soooo pleasant to feel his cock throbbing as sperm
flowed out. He pulled out, and I pressed my hand over myself to keep the
cum in. "C'mere lover," I motioned to my husband. A bit too drunk, he
thought nothing of the fact that he was eating his friend's cum from me.
The friend, meanwhile, knew only too well what he was doing. Muttering
"holy shit," he dressed and booked, leaving my husband to adoringly clean
my gooey cunt.
In the morning, I recounted the night before. John turned green,
imagining the ribbing he would take as a creampie eater. The rest of the
weekend was shot as he worried himself into a frenzy. I had to reassure
him for a long time on Monday morning that it was OK before he would face
the day and go to work. He returned home aglow. Instead of being kidded,
his friend told him that I was the sexiest thing he'd ever encountered.
And. could he please come over again? That night, my husband insisted
that I receive three big loads and hold them in until he could eat it all
out again.
The next to last part of my plan was to have him begin to wear condoms
in the morning while he fucked me. I refrigerated his seed until the
evening, when I would pour it back in to add to a fresh load and make a
seemingly huge load. At his own urging, a few days later I froze two days
of cum in a condom. It made a fat cumcicle. I inserted this thing in
after he had added a fresh load, and gritted my teeth as my innards were
frozen. When it thawed, he began to almost yelp he was so horny. He came
without me even touching him as he guzzled at least a quart of cum. It was
time to make my final revenge. The next time John suggested that his
friend come over, I replied that I was thinking we shouldn't stop there.
"We should have a few guys over," I told him. "WHAT?" he asked, both
intensely pleased and shocked. "I think I would like to try having a bunch
of guys filling me with cum." I hugged him and looked into his eyes. "And
I want to see you eating it all out." He was hot about the idea, even
suggesting the guys. I smiled, realizing what a cum slut I had trained.
The Night, five of his friends arrived for "a poker game", or so they
thought. The only one who suspected anything was Bill, who'd already had
me. He kept eyeing me expectantly, but I was playing the nice wife for the
moment. When everyone was greased and gassed, I went into the bathroom and
took off my panties. Then I returned to the table and "accidentally"
knocked off some chips. Of course, I bent at the waist to pick them up,
revealing my bare pussy for all to see. One guy inserted a finger right
into me and we were off. Knowing my desires, Bill suggested that I lay on
the poker table to get fucked while sucking the next in line. It was so
agreed, and I laid on by back as they jostled to be first. "She's my
wife," John finally announced. "I go first". John went down and began to
tongue me, presumably to ready me to get fucked. But I was already
dripping wet, anticipating my crowning achievement. As Bill put his dick
on my lips, John pushed himself into me. He had become a very accomplished
fuckmeister during his training, and fucked me just how I liked it. He
used his thumb to rub my clit while angling his cock up to rub my forward
pussy wall. Jolts of electricity shot through me on each stroke, as he
rubbed some spot deep within me. I rapidly built to the verge of an
orgasm. The guys were cheering when I came soon, gasping for air around
Bill's woody in my mouth. John had also been trained to cum early and
often, so my own orgasm triggered his. My throbbing muscles squeezed a
thick load of cream from him. As he pulled out, Bill pulled out of my
mouth and trotted to my pussy. He pushed into my sloppy pussy as another
man took his place at my mouth. So it went, man after man, sucking cocks
before having pump and shoot. I guess it was increasingly horny, because
each successive man required fewer strokes to cum in me. After the third,
I could feel cum dripping out and wished that John was cleaning me. an
unconsidered step in his training perhaps? The last man came in me while
the others watched, beer in hand and encouraging him. He remarked that it
was like fucking stew, I was so wet inside. I had purposely tried to not
squeeze out any cum. I wanted John to be properly dismayed at the amount
he was eating. As the last man pulled out, shaking and nearly collapsing
from the intense draining pleasure of release, I saw John nudge Bill and
then squat between my open legs. I raised up on my elbows, tipping myself
up to watch and drain into his mouth. I was so close to my largest ever
orgasm, knowing it was time. John didn't even hesitate. He went down and
literally suck cum from me. The guys looked at each other, and I
anticipated the thrilling derisions they would level at this man who would
eat cum. But Bill was smiling. "You go boy!" he said. The others didn't
jeer him either. They were commenting, but the comments were
complimentary!
John's tongue was probing deep into me and swirling around my clit at
the same time. I was too close to not cum, my plans a failure or not.
John reached in with two fingers into my open hole to scoop out cum, and
rubbed that spot that shot electricity. My whole womb spasmed and a
guttural shriek started there and flew out of my mouth. I actually
screamed as I came! It felt as if my entire body were orgasming! John
continued to eat me and swallow copious cum as I returned to planet Earth.
When the ringing in my ears stopped, I could hear the guys flattering John
for his prowess in making me cum. What was this?! They were also
flattering me! "Your wife is too fucking hot man" "You are lucky to have
such a great wife" "She is so sexy". John was eating it up, literally.
Bill stepped up and put his stiffening cock in my mouth. Round two was
starting. "Dude," he said to John, "I always thought she was a prude. I
was so wrong". Suddenly, it hit me as I was tasting my pussy and his cum
on his cock. I was the one who had changed! I had changed a lot from the
woman who was a prude and morally outraged to learn her husband was untrue.
Yes, under my tutelage, John had learned to love eating cum. But compare
that to me: I loved to watch porn where I had once asked a clerk at a video
store to please stop renting them.
I loved to suck cock where it repulsed me before. As Bill buried his
pubes against my nose, his cock down my throat, I knew I was good at it
too. I was having sex with John twice a day where once a week or less was
more common. We also did more during each time. I was cumming so easily
now. John could make me cum in minutes. Before, my orgasms were
infrequent. I realized it had been me who stopped my orgasms. I was being
fucked by multiple men who were practically strangers. I was "pulling a
train" for goodness sake! And I loved feeling them fill me with their cum.
It was I who had become the cum slut, not John. John was nearly done
cleaning me, and I was very close to cumming again. I pushed Bill back to
be able to beg John to fuck me. hit that spot in me. As John began
pounding that hidden spot inside my pussy, again rubbing my clit, Bill
began fucking my mouth. Holding my hair and fucking my mouth. I had
changed. Changed into a sex machine. Stars exploded in my eyes as I came
again, and again, and again...
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