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My Cum Eating Husband

... isn't that right?"

"Yes, pretty much," he said.

"I think you've been sitting there hoping I'd happen to get out of bed, walk in to check on you and catch you. I'd be surprised, maybe even angry, and I'd ask you what you were jerking off to. With your cock hard, you'd have less of a problem telling me what you were fantasizing about, and then I'd make you eat your cum. Is that what you were fantasizing?"

"Guilty as charged," he said. "I didn't realize it was so obvious."

I reached down to remove my heels, freeing my feet. "Stay there," I said.

I went into the kitchen, grabbed a bowl and filled it with hot water. I took a kitchen towel from the drawer and brought it back to the room, placing them on the coffee table. He looked curious. I sat on the couch and put my feet on the table and wriggled my toes. The silent treatment seemed appropriate. He watched, tensely. I could see that he was figuring out what this suggested.

"You've been here all day today, jerking off. But you haven't been fantasizing about making love to me, or even fucking me. You've been thinking about me making you eat your cum. Don't deny it. How should that makeme feel?"

He looked thoughtful. "I, uh..."

"Out with it." I said it gently. This was a deliciously safe space.

"I love you more than anything, but I'm frightened a bit. About what we've become. About what you think of me."

I smiled at him then stood and removed my skirt. I was soaking wet, and from his expression, I ...

... could tell he saw that. I sat down, leaning back and spreading my legs, watching his eyes focus there. I casually grazed my sex with a finger.

"What I think aboutyou... Let me tell you aboutmy day. I recorded my husband stark naked, in the garage, stroking his magnificent cock. He stayed there while I backed up, never covering himself. He did it because Itold him to. I've watched this video a number of times today. I liked it. I liked that I told you to do it. And, I liked that you did it."

"My client, Paul, has offered on a house. He hugged me to celebrate, felt my butt and invited me to celebrate at his hotel with an obviously hard cock in his pants. Interesting day, you might say. I spend a day without underwear with a man wanting nothing more than to fuck me senseless... and think about how that makes me feel... horny, if you need some help. And I have another at home not thinking about fucking me but wanting to eat his cum. Weirdly, that turns me on too. I've been wet all day. Good news. I've come to love your kink and my role in it.

"Come here. I want to see your cock." He rose and stood beside me. I tapped the camera app on my phone to record. "Here. Point it at me." He was quite happy about it, as I tweaked my nipples and even spread my legs.

"Do I still turn you on?" I asked.

"Hell, yes," he said.

"Good, but too bad for now. Follow my finger." I reached to the head of his cock, shiny and wet with pre-cum that was trailing down the sides. I gathered some ...