Feeding My Husband Another Man's Cum Without Him Knowing

[sluttyjimmy]

Several years ago, my husband had a hot massage therapist named Matt whom I had never met.  My husband explained that Matt was a hot guy and that he and Matt usually talked about Matt's latest sexual conquests while Matt gave my husband massages.  I never worried about my husband because he was a devotedly monogamous and he and Matt were both tops.  I meanwhile was a bottom slut, getting fucked by random men behind my husband's back every chance I got.

One night I was on an on-line hook-up app and ran across a top man who listed in his profile that he was also a professional masseuse.  Matt crossed my mind, and I wondered if it might be him.  I asked this guy where he was located, and he was in the University neighborhood where I knew Matt lived.  My curiosity peaked, I finally asked this guy his first name and bingo, it was Matt!

I walked a fine line as I told Matt, using a fake first name, that  I was a horny bottom who needed to be fucked full of cum.  I had no face pics on my on-line profile and Matt and I had never met in-person, but for obvious reasons, I did not want Matt to find out my connection to my husband.  I was rock hard and super horny as I told Matt I loved anonymous sex and I had a fantasy to be fucked on a massage table with my face resting in the face cradle so the massage therapist would only see my head from the ears back and I would not be able to see his face.  To be clear, that fantasy hit me for the first time in that moment, intensified knowing it was my husband’s massage therapist who would be doing the fucking without knowing it was me.

Matt thought the scenario was fucking hot without knowing who I was, so I asked him if there was a way for me to arrive and enter his house and get in position on the massage table without him seeing me.  Upon coming to a mutual understanding, I discreetly drove to Matt’s house that night while my husband was at work.  While it was dark out, I parked my car down the street so Matt would not see it.  I quietly walked up the driveway, along the side of the garage, and around the back of the house to open French doors that Matt said would be waiting for me.  I shielded my face the entire time in case Matt broke his promise and watched me approach his house.

I walked in and the room was dimly lit by a few well-placed candles.  There was also soft ambient music playing to set the mood.  I stripped down, climbed up onto the massage table and placed my face in the cradle.  After about five minutes, I heard Matt quietly walk into the room and as he stood at my feet, I felt his hands touching my legs and thighs and then moving up to my butt.  I felt his hands spread my cheeks and his tongue on my pucker hole as I felt his stubble make contact with ass cheeks.  I started moaning like a bitch in heat.

It was not long before I felt the weight of Matt’s body climb onto the table and hover over me as I felt the head of his cock push inside of my hole, using his spit and saliva as lube.  Matt’s cock was both bigger and fatter than my husband's and I heard him softly encourage me to breathe as I felt his full weight on top of me and his mouth right next to my ear.  Matt sank his fat schlong fully inside of me and started fucking me, his thrusts steadily increasing until they drowned out the long-forgotten mood music.  His cock clearly needed a hole to get off in and it was not long before I heard a moan and masculine grunt as the man dumped his seed deep inside of me.  Matt eventually collapsed on top of me, leaving me pinned between him and the massage table with my face still in the cradle, until he eventually pulled out and quietly left the room, leaving me in a state of bliss, listening to the soft music, and reflecting on the best “massage” I had ever received.

It was about 90 minutes later when my husband returned home from work.  I heard him call to me from downstairs but patiently and silently waited as he climbed up the stairs to our bedroom.  He was surprised and stopped in his tracks as he found me naked on our bed, me lying on my back with my legs up in the air and spread wide with a fat dildo up my fuck hole.  There was a bottle of lube strategically placed next to my ass, a brand name that was marketed as smelling, feeling, and tasting like cum.  What my husband did not know is that I did not use any of that lube on my puffy hole prior to sticking the dildo in me.  I did not need to because Matt’s cum was plentiful and allowed me to push the dildo inside with no effort.

I slowly fucked myself with the dildo as my husband approached our bed.  I pulled the dildo out of my ass as his face got close and I encouraged him to eat my puffy pussy.  He did as instructed and his mouth and tongue were on my ass where Matt’s had been a short time before.  As my husband ate my used hole, I pushed a smidge of Matt’s cum out and asked him how the lube tasted.  He told me he could not believe how much it tasted like the real cum.  With that I pushed out hard, dumping Matt’s huge load inside of my oblivious husband’s mouth.  I could not help but say “sorry…I think I used too much lube," but my husband unknowingly gobbled down all of Matt's cum.

At that very moment, I thought of Matt’s load finding a new home in my husband’s stomach.  I also thought of Matt telling my husband at his next massage appointment about the huge load he anonymously dumped up a stranger's hole,  on the very massage table my husband was lying on and getting a massage, both of them oblivious to the fact that it was me.  The thought pushed me over the edge and I shot one of the largest fucking loads of my life!

As my breathing started to return to normal and I started to experience post-nut clarity, I realized how fucking hot it was to feed my oblivious husband another guy’s cum without him knowing it...I started to think of other kinky and creative ways I could do it again!

[plisken]

Nice and hot. Bright idea and I like your description og the actual fucking

 

[Tanbbottom]

Hot! Yes more please. 

[Ready2DoThis]

This will be my new fantasy the next time I get a massage. 

[barekinkfun]

Now we gotta hear about these other kinky ways of giving other men’s cum to the husband. 

[sluttyjimmy]

The thought of my husband unknowingly eating his massage therapist's cum out of my freshly fucked hole a few days earlier made me so incredibly horny.  Because I like variety, I craved feeding another guy's nut to my oblivious husband without him realizing it.  My husband worked at a local hospital from 6pm to 6am on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays, which was great because he worked while I slept, which gave us a lot of time to spend together during the weekend.  It also provided me with great opportunities to cruise for guys on weekends while he worked, frequently hooking up with guys heading home from the bars in the middle of the night.  I fucking love middle-of-the-night sex when all the sane people are home sleeping and it is very hot to have sex with guys who are both horny and tipsy from a night out at the bars.

I slept for a while, setting my alarm for 2am on Sunday morning, so I could sign onto some of my cruising apps, not knowing how long it would take to find a top.  It was just about 3am when a top sent me a message confirming he needed to host and that he wanted to fuck me full of cum.  As my husband would not return home from work until about 6:30am, so I had plenty of time.  If anything, I was concerned it might be too much time and I wondered if I should wait until closer to my husband's arrival home from work to have the anonymous sperm donor deposit his load inside my fuck hole.  I ultimately took the top's address and got my hole ready, rationalizing I could use a butt plug to keep his load in my warm hole until right befor my husband arrived home from work and I replaced it with my dildo.  As I prepared to leave, I grabbed one of my butt plugs and stuck it in the side pocket of my cargo shorts so I could push it up my hole once this guy's load was deposited.

When I arrived, I realized the guy lived in a low-income apartment building operated by the City that was down the hill from the hospital where my husband worked. The building was 10 stories tall and had about 150 studio apartments.  I walked into the building and told the African American security guard I was there to visit Ramon in unit 708.  He called Ramon to confirm I was a legitimate visitor, and that it was ok to send me up.  The guard looked at my driver’s license and had a gleam in his eye as he had me sign the logbook and then escorted me to the elevator.  The security guard swiped his badge inside the elevator and pressed “7” and said, “Have fun, Jimmy M*****LL!” as he stepped out of the elevator and turned to walk back to his desk.  I felt a bit over-exposed and vulnerable, given I was about to cheat on my husband with a stranger, after having shown the security guard my photo ID with my name and address, and him calling me by my first and last name as he sent me on my way to get fucked full of cum.  It was almost as if he knew.  I was on a mission, however, and I felt my pucker hole twitch in anticipation as I knocked on the door to unit 708.

Ramon answered the door wearing a white wife beater t-shirt with the phrase “sex is my cardio” imprinted on it, and was naked otherwise except for a pair of socks.  Ramon was a Hispanic guy in his early 40s.  He was goodlooking, but had a beer belly on him.  He also had a banana-shaped schlong that was easily 9” long and as I entered his studio, I stripped off my shorts and t-shirt, leaving on my running shoes and athletic socks.  Ramon told me to lie on my back with my ass over the arm of his large overstuffed chair and to lift my legs high and wide.  Ramon was significantly taller than me, so the arm of his chair put my hole at a perfect height for his cock while having my shoulders and head against the seat cushion about six inches lower than my ass, and gravity holding me in place.

Ramon loogied on my hole and unceremoniously pushed his cock inside.  He pushed in with one fluid motion, and I felt the curve of his cock burrowing deep inside of me.  I moaned as he went balls deep and he immediately started to pull his cock out again.  He pulled it out, leaving just the tip inside, and then pushed it all the way back in in a fluid motion and kept that rhythm going repeatedly. 

I was in my own little world as Ramon fucked me, my pucker hole savoring every thrust and withdrawal.  I was broken from my trance when Ramon said, “Is Jimmy Papi’s puta?”  I did not know what “puta” meant at that moment (I found out later it means “slut" in Spanish,) but I was not about to disagree and jeopardize having Ramon's amazing cock up my ass.

As Ramon continued to fuck me, he became more verbal.  He told me he was “fucking Jimmy’s pussy” and that he was going to “make Jimmy's pussy nice and puffy.”  As Ramon fucked me further and my hole opened up, he started to pull his cock completely out of my hole only to shove it all the way back in.  My pucker hole remained open and eagerly awaited his cock's reentry.

At one point, Ramon told me he was going to knock me up and send me home with his load.  I intuitively responded, “Fuck yeah!  And I am gonna feed my husband your fucking load right out of my ass!”  His cock spasmed deep inside of me as he asked, “Say what?!”  I explained to Ramon as he continued his long strokes, that when my husband got home from work, I was going to have him eat my ass and I was going to push Ramon’s load out of my ass and into my husband's mouth so he could swallow it all down.  Ramon responded, “Man, your husband is into some kinky shit!” to which I told Ramon that I was the kinky one and my husband had no fucking clue that he was going to eat Ramon’s nut.  “What the fuck do you mean ‘he’s not going to know he’s eating my fucking nut out of your pussy?!'" as he continued to fully skewer me with his brown banana.

I explained through labored breaths about the lube I had that smells and feels and tastes like cum.  I also explained using my dildo to justify my open hole so my husband would not suspect that I was fucked by other guys.  While Ramon looked at me in disbelief,   I explained to him that my husband had a lot of book smarts but no common sense.  I was going to make my husband believe he’s eating the lube that smells and feels and tastes like cum, while he actually gobbled down Ramon’s nut.  With that, Ramon pushed his cock in to the hilt, and yelled, “You kinky cheating puta!” as I felt his cock pulsate repeatedly and he nutted deep inside of me.

Once Ramon pulled out, I got on my knees and cleaned his cock like a good little slut, before reaching into the pocket of my cargo shorts and pulled out the egg-shaped black butt plug I brought with me.  I held it up to Ramon and asked, “Would you mind?” He held out his hand with a smirk on his face, as I turned around and bent over.  Once firmly inserted, I stood up, pulled on my shorts, thanked Ramon for his load, and headed to the elevator.

When the elevator door opened on the main level, the security guard was sitting at his desk and smiled at me.  He asked, “Did you have fun Jimmy M*****LL?” using my first and last name again.  He stood up and walked around the side of the desk saying, “Come with me, Jimmy M*****LL,” to which I cautiously followed him to a nearby door.  He turned on the light to a small office and put his hand on my shoulder to guide me inside.  As I heard the door click closed, he stood behind me, putting his huge hands on my hips and forcefully yanked down my cargo pants without unbuttoning them, subsequently ripping the front button off.  My shorts fell to my ankles as I heard the security guard whose name I did not know, unzip the fly on his pants.  I felt his fingers go to my hole and him warn “you best keep all that nut inside your hole” as he yanked out the butt plug.  I did my best hold Ramon’s cum inside of me as I felt the head of the security guard’s cock push inside, becoming the newest butt plug up my ass and completely trapping Ramon’s seed inside.  The security guard’s cock was thick and unlike Ramon’s steady in-and-out rhythm, this man’s cock took Jimmy’s hole for a hard ride.  He held on to my hips and fucked me like a fucking rag doll, not giving me time to adjust or even take a breath.  He rode me like a fucking bitch in heat until I heard him moan and loudly grunt, saying “take my nut you cheating slut!”  His cock was buried deep inside of me as I felt the ropes of his cum spray inside and he marked his territory.  After a few minutes, his breathing returned more toward normal, and I could finally catch my breath.  He pulled his cock out of my hole, put his hand against the small of my back and pushed me so I was bent over at my waist.  I heard him say “fucking slut” as he crammed the egg-shaped butt plug back in my open hole.  He then used his big hands to spin me around and push me down so I could properly clean my butt juices and some of Ramon’s cum off of his cock.  As I stood up, he zipped himself up and I reached for my shorts.  Once back on me, my shorts were loose at the waist due to my missing button, but I did not bother looking for it.  The security guard ushered me out of the room, now that I had no further purpose.  I looked totally disheveled as I walked like I had been thoroughly fucked, partially due to the butt plug up my ass, but also because I had just been thoroughly fucked.  As I walked to the main entrance to leave,  he yelled over, “Tell your husband Smitty says “Bon Fucking Appetit!”   Ramon must have shared my deceitful plan with the security guard while I rode the elevator down to the main floor and Smitty took full advantage of the opportunity without even asking.

By the time I got home, I had time to shower and freshen myself up.  I grabbed the bottle of “cum-like” lube and my dildo.  I set my alarm for about 15 minutes before I expected my husband home and dozed in the meantime.  When the alarm went off, I went to the bathroom and gently pulled out the butt plug, diligently washing it with soap and hot water so I could return it to my nightstand.  I crawled into bed and inserted the dildo, pushing it in and out several times.  I positioned myself on the bed so I was lying at a diagonal so my head was on my pillow, but my ass was on toward the center of the bed, with my legs over on my husband’s side.  I laid the bottle of lube on the bed near my ass and the dildo, and I covered myself with the bedding and turned off the light, now patiently waiting…

I heard the electric garage door and my husband entered our house.  I started to breath more deeply and evenly, giving the appearance I was asleep.  I heard my husband enter our bedroom and quietly undress.  He pulled up the covers to climb into his side of the bed, which was impossible given the position of my legs.  He felt my legs with his hand and moved it up until he got to my ass and briefly squeezed my ass cheek until he felt the dildo sticking out of my ass.  He grabbed the dildo, pushing it in and pulling it out for a bit, as I started to moan, "waking up" and showing my appreciation for the attention to my ass.  My husband pulled the dildo out of my ass and I heard it plunk down onto the carpet next to the bed.  With that, I felt both of my husband’s hands on my ass cheeks, as he pulled them apart and I felt his face against them, and then his tongue against my hole, startling to lick my wet used pucker hole.  I moaned at the thought of my husband’s ability to curl the tip and sides of his tongue upward, making it hard and curved like a fucking spoon, and him unknowingly scooping up the beginning of Ramon’s and Smitty’s combined loads and depositing them into his mouth.  My unsuspecting hubby then swallowing them and having two strangers' nuts slide down his throat, ultimately making his tummy feel more full than when he arrived home.  I meanwhile continue to  push the reminder of  Ramon's and Smitty's large loads out of my hole with more force.  I moan louder, asking my husband if he enjoyed the taste of the lube, like I did when he unknowingly ate his massage therapist's load out of my ass a few days before.  After he responded, “Fuck yeah!,” I could not help but say “Bon Fucking Appetit!”

Edited yesterday at 10:46 AM by sluttyjimmy

[sluttyjimmy]

There are times when you reflect on your current circumstance and wonder to yourself, “How did I fucking get to this place?”  That is exactly what I was thinking as I parked my car in the dark parking lot of an adult bookstore/movie theater that was about 10 minutes from the home I share with my husband.  It was about 4:05am early Sunday morning and I felt like a bitch in heat as I cruised for cock and cum to fulfill my latest obsession:  Having strangers fuck me full of cum and then feeding their nut to my unsuspecting husband.

It has been a week since the last two guys dumped their loads in my hole, and I was craving the opportunity to feed my husband another stranger’s second-hand load when he got home from work at 6:30am.  I had spent the past three hours on multiple gay cruising apps with no success.  The guys I had messaged had either been not interested or not serious about getting together.  The time available to get a load for my husband was dwindling and if I did not get it soon, I would have to wait another full week, which was a lifetime for a slut like me.

After three hours with no prospects and feeling more desperate by the minute, I decided to visit the nearby adult bookstore/movie theater to hopefully get a quick load.  My hopes dwindled as I stood at the locked front door and read the “Closed for Cleaning until 4:30am” sign. FUCK!  I looked at the time on my phone and thought waiting 25 minutes until they reopened was not too long to wait, but then it occurred to me that there were no other cars in the parking lot and who knew how long before a top wanting to fuck me full of cum would show up.  I was not ready to give up yet so I convinced myself to stay until at least 5am before I threw in the towel:  25 minutes to patiently wait until the bookstore reopened and 30 minutes for the cock of my dreams to hopefully pierce my pucker hole and dump a load.  I ultimately returned to my car, watching the front door until the bookstore worker removed the cleaning sign and unlocked the door.

As soon as it was unlocked, I sprinted through the door and up to the counter where a cute 22-24-year-old ginger stood behind the counter.  He looked like he could be a surfer or a lifeguard, and I was sure most of the horny customers drooled over him and wanted to see him naked.  I didn't know the guy’s name, but we had exchanged brief pleasantries in the past when I came in to purchase poppers or used the video booths to get some cock and cum.

As I approached the counter, the guy gave me his killer smile and asked me why I looked so tense.  I debated for a moment if I should tell him the truth, but then admitted to the bookstore clerk I was desperate to get fucked full of cum, but my morning had been a bust so far.  I told hot boy I needed to be home by 6:20am and hoped to get a load up my ass before then.  Hot boy asked, “what’s at home at 6:20am?” and I told him my boyfriend.

One of his eyebrows raised in a sexy sort of way, as he asked me if my boyfriend knew I was desperate to get my hole filled with cock and cum and I told him “no.”  “That’s fucking hot” he said, giving me a smile that would stop traffic.  I said, “You think that’s fucking hot, wait until you hear what I want do that cum!” His eyebrow rose again as I told him about my obsession with getting cum fucked up my ass so I could feed it to my husband without him knowing.  I explained about the lube that looks and smells and tastes like cum and how my oblivious boyfriend was eating stranger’s loads out of my ass thinking it’s the fucking lube.  The guy smirked as he ask me if my husband was really that fucking stupid and I told him that my husband was very vanilla and had a lot of book smarts but no common sense.  It would never occur to my husband that I was feeding him another man’s cum.

At that moment, the front door to the bookstore opened and a big, tall older and unattractive man walked in.  It was hard to tell how old he was because he had a weathered look about him, but I guessed he was in his late 60’s to early 70’s, which put him somewhere between my dad's and grampa’s ages.  The guy had a straggly over-grown beard and mustache and the hair on his head was long and unkempt.  He was a hefty guy with dirt on his flannel shirt, blue jeans, and work boots.  He needed a shower and looked like he might be homeless.

From just inside the door the guy yelled over, asking the clerk if it was ok to use the bathroom to clean himself up a little bit.  Hot boy said, “Sure thing, Charlie, but I need a favor in exchange.”  Charlie got a surprised look on his face but asked “What do you need?”  Without missing a beat, the clerk said “My buddy here is desperate to have a stranger fuck him full of cum so he can take it home and feed it to his dipshit husband.  Are you ok dumping your load inside his ass?”  Charlie got a smile on his face and said “Fuck Yeah!”  Hot Boy smiled widely as he turned to me and said, “you are gonna get that load fucked into you after all” and nodded and pointed his finger for me to go over to Charlie since the decision was made.  As I walked away from the counter hot boy said, “Charlie:  My buddy is under a tight time schedule.  Take him into the bathroom with you and fuck him full of cum and after you are done, you can clean yourself up really good.”  Right as we were about to enter the bathroom hot boy said, “Hey buddy, I have a present for you to take home to your husband.  Stop back up to the counter before you head home, ok?”  I agreed as I followed Charlie into the bathroom.

When Charlie and I entered the bathroom, I was struck by how much taller than I Charlie was.  He had to be 6’5” – 6’6” in comparison to me being 5’7”.  Charlie wasted no time undoing his pants and pushed them down to his knees while I unbuttoned my shorts and stepped out of them.  I walked over to him, and he reached out and grabbed my hooded sweatshirt with both of his hands and pulled it up over my head and threw it on the floor in the corner.  I was now standing there in just my running shoes and athletic socks.  With his pants around his legs, Charlie waddled over to the toilet, sat down, and patted his thighs with both of his hands and said, “get over here and sit on my beer can cock, boy.”  I looked down at Charlie’s fat cock for the first time and quickly walked back to the bathroom door.  I opened the door and yelled, “Hey bud, do you have any lube we can use?” to which hot boy yelled back, “Sure thing, buddy!  I will be right there.”  After a moment, I heard the clerk approach and say, “here ya go,” as he handed me a plastic syringe filled with lube.  Hot boy said, “I thought you would need some lube, so I just pumped a load out for you.  Your husband is going to eat some of my nut right along with Charlie’s,” and he chuckled as he turned and walked away.

I turned back around and walked toward Charlie with the syringe in my hand.  As I got close, Charlie reached out to take the syringe and told me to turn around and bend over.  I felt him push the syringe up my hole and felt the wetness inside my hole as Charlie squeezed the syringe handle to release hot boy’s cum.  When he was done, Charlie threw the syringe on the floor in the corner near my hooded sweatshirt.  I pulled myself up and positioned myself so I could sit on his cock facing away from him, but he stopped me and said, “Oh no…I want you facing me while I fuck you full of cum” and he pulled me forward.

Charlie had wide hips so I widened my stance so I could straddle him while he sat on the toilet.  Charlie clamped his big hands on my waist and said, “here we go boy” as he pulled me down onto his raging hard thick cock that stood straight up, puncturing my hole and opening me wide with one thrust.  I yelled because his cock was big and thick, and my hole did not have time to adjust.  Charlie pulled me down on his cock undeterred until he was balls deep and my hole felt stretched wider than it has been in a very long time.  I pleaded with Charlie to go easy, but Charlie said, “You need to get my load home to your husband, boy and you don’t have time for me to go easy.  Shut the fuck up and ride my cock!”  And with that, Charlie lifted my hips up and down with his hands, frequently pulling me all the way off his cock and then slamming me back down on it again as I cried out, aware that anyone coming in the bookstore would hear me.  After a while, Charlie let go of my waist and put his arms and hands under my thighs and lifted my legs and feet up off the floor and raising them up along the sides of the toilet.  Charlie pushed me backward, impaling me on his cock as my legs and feet raised higher until my ankles were on his shoulders and I was cradled in his lap.  In a fluid motion, Charlie enveloped me in his arms and lifted himself up off the toilet and me along with him.  With his pants still around his legs, he waddled over until my back was against the wall and started pounding into my hole, eventually letting my ankles fall from his shoulders so my legs and feet were dangling in the area on either side of his big frame.  I felt so full, and the fuck was so intense, I was screaming.  After what seemed like forever, Charlie roared loudly and pushed his cock deep inside of me as he dumped his nut inside of me.

Charlie held me against the wall, his cock still fully impaling me when the bathroom door opened and hot boy stood there with a smile on his face.  He tossed a fat butt plug onto my hooded sweatshirt on the floor and said, “compliments of the house so you don't loose any of our cum before feeding your hubby!” and then closed the door.  Charlie eventually pulled his cock out of me and held me under my armpits, as I lowered my legs and got my feet on the ground.  My legs were shaky, and I stood there for a few minutes getting my wits about me before Charlie picked up the butt plug, swiveled me around and pushed it up inside my ass.  With that, he walked over to the sink and started washing himself.  I put my shorts and my hooded sweatshirt on and turned around and said “thank you” to Charlie as I prepared to walk out of the bathroom.  Charlie kept washing himself, either not hearing me or ignoring me as I left the bathroom.

My head was still spinning as I left the bathroom, and I heard hot boy yell “Hey bud!  Don’t forget the present I have for your husband!”  I slowly walked to the counter as the clerk grabbed a bottle of lube from behind him and sat it on the counter.  As I looked at the 3 oz bottle of the “it’s just like-cum” lube, hot boy said “go ahead and take it.”  As I took the bottle, he said “That bottle has the cum from the eight used condoms I found in the waste baskets from the 20 video booths I cleaned right before you arrived this morning.  I threw them away earlier but pulled them out of the garbage after our conversation about your husband, and poured the loads into that bottle while you were getting fucked.  Those eight loads are from random guys, all shapes and sizes, and walks of life.  Take that bottle home and feed those loads from complete strangers to your hubby every chance you get.  He will be amazed at how real that lube feels, tastes, and smells like cum.”  My eyes went wide, and my cock was rock hard thinking of the opportunity.  “I will do you one better,” hot boy continued.  Come back next Sunday morning at 5am and I will give you another bottle of “lube.”  It will be filled with all the loads from all of the used condoms I collect as I clean the video booths during the next week.  I will keep track of the number of loads, so you know how much nut you are feeding to your husband.  If interested, I will continue to collect loads for him every week.  I will keep the bottle in our freezer here during the week and I suggest you discreetly store the bottle in your freezer in some type of container your hubby will not open.  This will keep the loads fresh until you feed them to him.

In exchange for your hubby’s weekly lube subscription, I have two requests:

1). You make sure you feed him every load in the bottle and return the empty lube bottle when you pick up the next supply of lube.  I will reuse the same bottles every other week.

2). I want you to make videos of you feeding your hubby all those random loads of cum out of your ass.  His face will be covered by your ass so you should have no problem making eye contact with your phone camera and being verbal with your hubby, as you make the video without him knowing.  I want to hear you encouraging your husband to eat that lube and him telling you how much he loves eating it.  Give me lots of dirty talk!"

I almost shot my load hands-free as hot boy laid out the detailed plan for my husband, offering to become my co-conspirator.  He held out his hand as he asked, “Do we have a deal?” to which I said, “We have a fucking deal!” and shook his hand.  Hot boy concluded by saying, “Good boy!"  He then handed me a piece of paper with a phone number and said “I expect you to text me a copy of the video of you feeding your husband my and Charlie's loads this morning.  Now get your ass home and feed your hubby!”

As I walked to my car, I had a full-blown smile on my face.  And to think I was afraid this morning was going to be a total bust! 

[useme21]

I need a boyfriend like Jimmy