FemDom Seed Eating

by Jean Zee

  He was still lying on his back, but less than half of him was on contact with the bed. His body was bent almost double, with his knees resting on the pillow above his head, and his cock just a few inches from his mouth.

  “Is he ready?” asked the returning nurse.

  “Yes he is. Go for it, you dirty little slut.”

  Smiling, the nurse began to administer the poor man an enema. The camera zoomed in to show the nozzle she was about to use on him, and I couldn’t help stare at it. It was about eight inches long with a shaft about the diameter of a finger.

  At the end was a ball about the size of a golf ball, and there were holes at various positions on the end of the ball where the water came out. It shone with lubricant and I had no doubt where it was going in moments.

  I wondered if the ball would hurt as it penetrated his rectum. It must have because released a loud moan. Not loud, but the nurse placed it at his pink puckered asshole and just shoved it in without slowing down very much.

  A few moments later, I heard the loud ‘click’ of the valve and watched as the water filled the man’s gut. He gasped and moaned at the same time as the other nurse forced him to suck his own cock. She gave the traction restraints a little help by climbing on the bed, grabbing his thighs, and forcing his cock to penetrate deeper and deeper into his own mouth.

  It was at that point that I turned away in disgust, but the two nurses happily provided a play-by-play of each other actions, keeping me fully informed.

  “The hot water makes the soap more effective,” the nurse said to camera. “The solution will move further up into his bowels, relaxing his muscles and exposing more of the tissue to the soapy solution.”

  Suddenly, I heard the explosive groan and resulting choking sounds and I knew the man had been forced to cum down his own throat. I felt disgusted at the end of the scene but the first part of lactation love had been hot enough to keep my erection rock hard.

  “Hi, darling!” Startled by the voice, I looked up to find two naked black men carrying my wife through the bedroom door, while another held it open.

  “I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself while I was entertaining?”

  “Oh God!” I thought as wondered what she had planned now. As I took in the glistening sweat on their bodies, my wife’s “bed-hair, and the flaccid cocks and empty balls, I could only hope they were too spent to do anything to me.

  “We’ve got a really special treat for you,” Jules cooed as the men gently put her down. “You know,” she said. “There’s a saying that you can’t have your cake and eat it too but, as it’s my birthday, I can do whatever I want. Remember?”

  As she smiled, one of the men came over the bed and removed my penis-gag. Relieved, I tried to ask her what the fuck she thought she was doing, but he clamped a hand over my mouth at the first sound.

  Nodding, he moved as close to the wall as he could and waited for my wife to walk over.

  “As you’ve probably guessed,” she told me, “These hot, sexy, young men have all had my cake or pie, I guess - but I’ve saved the eating part just for you.”

  With that, the man removed his hand from my mouth and placed a clip on my nose.

  “ARGGHHHHHHHH! That fucking hurts!” I swore as I felt the pressure on my nose. “What the hell do you think…”

  Suddenly, I was unable to finish my sentence as my wife straddled my face, making sure her gaping, red-raw pussy was directly over my mouth.

  The queening wouldn’t have been that bad and it could’ve been arousing but even before her pussy lips touched mine, I felt a gigantic load of tepid, sticky man seed ooze into my open mouth.

  In surprise, I swallowed it, only to be rewarded with an unending gush from her pussy.

  “Ohhh God. Oh Yes,” Jules moaned as she ground her pussy against my face. She gripped onto the headboard and pressed herself against me. As she did, the man who had held the door and gave me my nose clip, bent over and told me about what had happened earlier in the evening.

  “It was fucking unbelievable! Your slut wife walked into the club, came straight over to where us brothers were playing pool, showed us her tits, then asked who wanted to see more. Then she flashed us her shaved white cunt and invited everyone to come back to her place to fuck her brains out. And here we all are.”

  “Yeah,” added one of the other men, bending over to whisper in my other ear, “We all fucked her a couple of times. Your wife kept her cunt propped up on, screaming and telling us to make sure we filled her white cunt up with our black seed.”

  I was disgusted and trying my best to hold my breath but I was quickly reaching my limit. When a third man came over, I knew I was done.

  “When we finished pulling a train on your wife,” he rasped, “The slut asked us all to shoot our seed all over her cunt. She told us she wanted it covered inside and out. She wanted to be a cum covered slut.”

  The man punched his fist into my abdomen, forcing me to take another breath, and forcing me to receive another load of black man’s cum.

  “Oh, fuck yes!” Jules screamed her passion and arousal to the whole apartment block. “I let a bunch of strange black men fuck me silly, darling, and I saved their black, potent, and tasty man seed for you!”

  Jules continued to wildly hump my face while the men took turns punching my guts, forcing me to eat all the cum she was seeping.

  She was screaming, “Oh fuck, oh shit, oh yes! That’s how I like it, darling. Eat my pussy! Eat their man seed. Drain me like I drained them!”

  For a minute, I didn’t understand what she was talking about. She made it sound as if I was a willing member of this bizarre orgy, instead of a reluctant, force-fed seed eating cuckold.

  “Fuck! He’s really lapping all our fucking cum up!” cried out one of the men as he laughed.

  “Shit! He’s sucking our cum from her pussy like a baby at a mother’s tit.”

  “Check out the fucking hard-on he’s got too. He’s really turned on eating our black brothers’ seed!”

  Then another man started laughing. “Of course he fucking loves it! When he’s finished cleaning up our heavy loads, he’s needs dessert!”

  Now I was really worried. Did they really think I was a willing participant in this perverse stunt? I wanted nothing more than to escape, spew my guts out, take a long hot shower, and get as far away from this slut I called my wife as soon as possible.

  Instead, I was still guzzling the never-ending stream of sticky cum dripping from my wife’s pussy, forced to swallow it if I wanted to breathe. And that was another problem, she hadn’t left me any room to breathe, and each time I inhaled, I sucked out a more black seed.

  “You might as well just relax and enjoy yourself,” one the guys whispered in my ear. “After all, this is all live on the internet and it looks like you’re having a good time.”

  The man was right and fear quickly replaced my disgust. I listened as he casually speculated what my boss, co-workers, friends, and family might think of my special birthday gift to my wife.

  “Thank you, darling,” Jules moaned from above me, “This was the greatest birthday present I could’ve ever asked for. I can’t wait for you to see what I’ve planned for next weekend.”

  Fully aware she had me trapped, I wondered the same thing!

  THE END