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Evilmommie's LittleSperm Eater
My husband had a complete aversion to eating his semen, or anyone else's.The first time I asked him to lick his semen out of my vagina after makinglove to me, he was quite annoyed. It was John who had encouraged me to dominatehim, but he didn't want to do anything too icky. Besides which, I had recentlyput John into a chastity device and he'd been abstinent for some time, andhis semen backlog had risen after I'd begun tying him down for long teasingtreatments, tying Johnnie to a bed or chair and running my long red nails upand down his quivering, unsatisfied shaft, pulling and stroking…andthen icing him down and putting him back in the belt! So when he was allowedto mount me, he'd squirted a great deal of semen into me, and he especiallydidn't want to lick it all out.
"No, Evilmommie, I just can't go there, darling. I'll clean you out witha rag as I always do." Many women don't even get that treatment from a husband,but as you can tell, Evilmommie wanted more! "Very well, darling." I smiled. "Butthe next time you'll be out of that thing will be twice as long as the termyou just served—two weeks, perhaps?" John had had fantasies of the chastitydevice, but he'd quickly grown to hate it, and certainly he didn't want todo more than a few days in it. (Now of course, he is only allowed to cum onceevery two months) So finally John gagged, and licked me out, and also gaveme a couple of orgasms afterwards. He was more than a little turned on by theconcept of being forced to eat his own semen, quite obviously! But the revulsionwas still there.
After a time, I began having sex with John less, preferring his mouth's attentions.After his spending several hours between my legs, I would unlock the belt andblow him or jerk him off…and then I realized that Evilmommie doesn'thave to do all that work! So I'd have Johnnie masturbate himself into a littledish and go wash it off…and then one day a woman on one of my e-groupschallenged me to get Johnnie to lick up his semen. I was a bit chagrined bythis, I didn't know how far I could take this thing. After all, John is a successfuldentist and a rather attractive man, and he might just think Evilmommie hadgone a bit far. We are at that dangerous age…the children have movedout, and I didn't want Johnnie to. But the woman, a Goddess Marguerite encouragedme. "Just do what you did with the belt, darling" she wrote. "Make the poorbugger stay locked up until he complies." And it worked! I got the curt refusal "NoI won't lick my own semen" and this time I had him locked for a month, andamazingly! John quite docilely licked up his sperm the next time he was allowedrelease. So now he was either licking it out of me or off the plate wheneverhe was allowed out of the chastity device. With my constant milking and teasingof Johnnie's little penis, he was always quite ready to release, and at somepoint I rather think he would've licked up nuclear waste if I'd required it.
But then gradually, I began seeing other men ( I found I was to be somewhatturned off at the sight of a quivering, nude ball of jelly crouched on theOriental rug, slobbering over the tips of my nice calfskin pumps…muchmore fun to enjoy the attentions of a nice, muscular bicycle courier, or perhapsthat's just me!) and I completely stopped sleeping with John, only enjoyinghis oral attentions, quite often after I'd been visiting others.
One afternoon, after I'd spent the morning with my tennis pro and the afternoonwith the UPS man, I was lying rather exhaustedly on the couch. I felt I shoulddouche, as the two young men's loads were almost falling out of me. But thenthe door opened and John came in from work. He saw me lying on the couch, withmy robe open and a bit of mess coming out, and his face darkened. There wasnothing, NOTHING the man could do about this adultery business, but he certainlybecame quite angry about it. "Darling, I—I feel a bit messy." I confessedafter he'd taken off his jacket and kissed me on the cheek. "Won't you cleanme out?" I winked. "They call them creampies, you know." John stamped his foot. "Meananother man's sewage? Evilmommie, perhaps you have finally gone too far." Ismiled, and reached out to unbuckle John's pants, and as they dropped to hisankles, I unlocked and removed his chastity device (keep the key around yourneck, girls!) and began to massage his poor, neglected penis. It quickly hardened,and Johnnie moaned. I had been putting him through all kinds of hell with mylong, penile massages…I'd gone from jerking him hard and fast, againand again to the point that he'd be about to release and then stopping…toforbidding him orgasm! It would be Johnnie's responsibility to hold back. Itried to tease and massage him every day, and at this point in our relationship,the poor boy was only allowed to cum about once a month, and then of courseit was jerking off into the dish, and slurping it up.
John had now been denied 18 days, and was quite horny, as I spent a greatdeal of time running about in tight, frilly outfits that exposed my bulgingcleavage and long legs. Just now, it was true that my pussy was seeping shamefully,but I had a pale blue brassiere on under my gown, and I began giving John littlepeeks at my cleavage as I casually stroked his stiffening rod. I ran my nailsaround the head of John's cock taking the foreskin between my thumb and middlefinger and pulling it back and forth, very gradually, teasing the frenum. Johnlooked quite stubborn, though. He had terrible resentments against my infidelities,especially since all of his orgasms were controlled by me! I could blow andfuck who I liked, and Johnnie couldn't even jerk off without permission! Butmy rubbing was having some sort of effect on him. John's teeth were gritted,his cock was a missile,and preejaculate was slowly dripping from the glans.Pumping his cock slowly, I asked again "Darling boy, can't you consider yourEvilmommie'e needs? Those bad men who were here er-violating me mean NOTHIINGto Evilmommie. Darling, please clean Evilmommie out, and I'll give you a littletreat!"
I showed John my bra again, and I swung my breasts about seductively. John'smouth watered. I pulled the tip of Johnnie's penis to the tips of my cleavage,and poked his poor, frustrated cock between my pink breasts sloowwwly. Johnis not allowed to touch my breasts often, or even see them uncovered, thoughthe "covers" I use for them are not very baggy…usually snug sweatersand tight t-shirts, even at my age. I pushed his penis further between my tenderbreasts and blew cool air on the purple glans and then licked the tip a bit,as it popped out of the cleavage again. Then I began toying with the foreskinand tickling the scrotum with my other hand, and did my nails tickle that poorgroin of his! John giggled, and I think then he forgot the other men. I playedalong the middle of his violent, trembling shaft, alternately pumping hardand then very slowly, and he moaned, and even more preejaculate was droolingdown his penis. But John still shook his head when I pointed to my vagina.Annoyed, I stood up and pointed to the arm of the sofa, and and John sighedand bent over, his bare bottom sticking up as his hard cock pressed againstthe itchy material of the sofa arm. I went over and picked up my trusty razorstrop and walked casually back over to where John's bottom was sticking out.
"Sweetness, Evilmommie's not mad at you, honey. This is just a part of yourtraining.honey. Are you absolutely certain that you won't clean Evilmommieout?" Johnnie began to cry a bit. "Not-not their mess. Just mine." John coughed. "Iam after all your husband" he added bitterly. I sighed and gave Johnnie's bottomthe first lash WHACK! "What do you say, Johnnie?" I asked quietly. "Th-thankyou Evilmommie." WHACK WHACK "Thank y-you Evilmommie" I began feeling revolted.John could never take pain as well as some of the other slave-men at our localS/M club. When I was attempting to train Johnnie to take his whippings in silence,I'd promise him a blowjob which he hadn't had in years, if he could just takethe lashing with the strap, cane or scourge like a "little man" Johnnie woulddrop his pants, his eyes glistening at the memories of my full lips aroundhis cock, and then he'd bend over…and every time, after about the eighthstroke, his "Thank you, Evilmommie" would turn into "th-thank—sob-please,no more—thank (sob) you, Evil-Mahm—please no more!" Usually afterhe began crying in earnest, I'd get furious and give him about thirty morestrokes, after each of which Johnnie would just scream and struggle and thenI would order him into the corner, and my daughter and her sorority sisters(who for some reason found this quite amusing) would chuckle as Johnnie shuffledto the corner, his pants bunched around his ankles and his poor bottom weltedred.
Today was no different, I whipped Johnnie for about ten minutes, and thenhe was on his knees, grabbing his butt with both hands and weeping. "Pleasedon't make me lick up that scum, oh please…" So I turned tender again,and reached down to stroke his penis affectionalely. "Be a good boy and lickit up all now, and it'll be over, and I'll let you take Evilmommie's pantiesinto the potty room and you can do your business in them…" Johnnie'seyes lit up. It is sad that a former Marine, and a medical doctor who onceslept with five or six women at a time, even several years into our marriage,had now been degraded into wanting, or at least being pleased by so little,but finally Johnnie nodded happily and he licked me out and once again, lickedfor several moments longer, and he's never objected to creampies or semen,his or anyone elses. Unfortunateley, when he finished, he looked at me expectantly.Then he was shocked when I attempted to stuff his cock back into the chastitydevice. "B-buh Evilmommie, you said Johnnie could take your panties—" Ifinally got annoyed at the hardness of Johnnie's cock and I got my whippy caneand WHACKED it into limpness. As Johnny was weeping once again, I locked himin. "Yes, sweetness I will let you jerk off into Evilmommie's panties, butyou get two months of celibacy for all the fuss you put up first. Anythingelse?" I added severely. "No Evilmommie dearest."
Wonderful! Then why don't you go get Evilmommie's dinner together." Johnniepulled up his pants and walked off to the kitchen sobbing softly.
And that's how I taught my husband to eat sperm!
Love, Evilmommie
Vera
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