Neil3259

South Georgia

Good morning to you as well

Hey there. I'm from Georgia. I like what I see!!

Do you fantasize about sex with a guy?

Hi Jim

Something isn't right. Maybe he's getting it elsewhere.

Me too

Well hello there gorgeous.

Very nice!#!

Near perfection ❤

Wow very nice!

Very very nice!!

About 2 months ago I was returning home, just after dark, from an afternoon of hunting. I was earlier than normal because I had decided to try out a much closer piece of property that I had just gained hunting rights to the day before. We live out in the country and I was about three-hundred yards away when I saw a vehicle exiting our property by way of a rear access road that skirts our twenty five acres as it returns to the main road north of our primary entrance. I thought little of it because my sister-in-law, her husband, and their adult children usually use that access when they stop in from time to time. When I entered my house through the the side door into the den my wife was in a night gown sitting in a recliner. Before I could even asked who it was or why she was in her night gown this early my eyes caught a glob on the hardwood floor in front of a futon bed. My wife keeps an immaculate house so anything out of the ordinary is easy to spot. It was white and appeared to be wet. Then a saw one more little dribble between the futon and the recliner. Upon closer inspection it looked like cum! I went to it, dabbed it with my finger and smelled it. Yep it was cum! I went over to my wife, who knew she was busted, and told her to stand up. Now understand that I have never had any reason to doubt my wife's faithfulness. We have been very happily married for 28 years and this woman is as crazy about me today as she was the day of our wedding. Our relationship has everything you could imagine. We are each other's best friend. Our communication has always been very open and honest. Our sex life is very healthy and adventurous. We have a date night every Friday. We exchange gifts during that date. We text each other throughout the work week. We shower together every night whether sex is in the plans or not. Saturday morning is cuddle time where we just take turns spooning for at least an hour. I could go on for days about our amazing relationship! So here I stand in uncharted waters with a wife full of someone else's cum. After a lot of reluctance to my order to stand she finally did. I went to reach under her gown and she pulled away. With a little more aggression I got my hand under her gown and into her slimy crotch. She pulled away again and said, "stop it." I said, "you're in no FUCKING position to tell me what to do or not do!" Immediately we were both in shock as neither of us use such vulgarity. "Well listen to Mr. Trash Mouth" she blurted. After taking a few deep breathes to calm myself I responded, "I'm sorry, but bad language is the least of our worries right now. The immediate concern is that cum-filled hole you're hiding. I must stop and explain that I do have a cum fetish. It started with me fingered her after intercourse. We both love it and it sometimes leads to more intercourse which I find amazing! The sound and feel of my wife's sloppy pussy while I'm plunging her like a madman drives me into another dimension of arousal. After about 3 months of this I decided I wanted to eat her cream-filled pussy. I couldn't believe that I desired this but it began to dominate my thoughts. Now my wife is certainly adventurous but how would she take this new desire? Even with our very open and honest relationship I was very conflicted about sharing this new urge so I kept it to myself. About a week into this I decided I would start by sneaking in a taste from my finger after playing with her used pussy. So that night I did just that. It was pitch black dark in the room so I knew she wouldn't see me doing it. What happened next caught me off guard. After I came the desire completely left me; I had zero desire to taste myself. So I began fingering her as usual with no intention of taking it any farther. Normally she cums in less than a minute during this event, but this night was different. She was doing her normal moaning and bucking but the big "O" still had not arrived about 3 minutes into the session. No big deal, this was rare but not the first time. Well it wasn't long before my arousal began to ressurect. The urge to taste my own cum returned and I was once again a man on a mission. I plunged my finger in her wet hole and then pulled it out for a very quick sampling. Wow, it wasn't bad at all. I'm sure that straight sperm would not be so good but mixed with her juices this was amazing! I guess I repeated the process one time too many because she began to complain about my frequent pauses and any chance of getting her off where rapidly diminishing. I aplogized saying that my nose was inching. Wanting to make sure that my wife wasn't left unfinished I stopped the sampling and concentrated on her. Knowing that I had to imploy the ultimate weapon I began kissing her deeply with my open mouth pressed hard against hers with my swirling tongue buried as deep as it could go and grinding my index and middle finger against her swollen clit (this has never failed to create her explosion). After maybe two seconds she pulls her mouth away and said, "your mouth tastes like cum!" Well it was time to confess because my wife is no dummy. After sharing my embarrassing story silence now filled a room that was only moments ago echoing with passionate moans. After what seemed like an eternity she broke the silence... "Baby why haven't you told me that you wanted to sample our love juices? You are more than welcome to stir the mix and lick the spoon anytime you want to. And I want to taste your mouth after each and every sampling. As a matter of fact you can lick the bowl if you like. OMG... my dick jumped to attention, I climbed aboard and told her that after refilling the bowl I'm gonna lick it clean. Well guess what, afterwards the post-cum blues were even worse. I had to explain that and promised to lick the bowl next time. This has now become our new routine but it seems to be taking longer and longer to get over the "blues". Sometimes I can and sometimes I cannot. But I'm never as excited about it afterwards as I am beforehand. So here I am, me and my cum fetish, looking at my "just fucked and filled by a stranger wife". However at the moment my fetish is nowhere to be found because I'm pissed to the max. That may have soon turned into heart ache, but here comes my fetish to the rescue. Suddenly all I can see is a bowl full of cream and no post-cum blues! Before I could second guess myself I said, "you lay down on that "futon cheat bed" right now or I'll tell your mother, our children, and anybody else that will listen. I will tell everybody I know that my wife is running around on me and fucking other men right in our own home." After a lot of pleading and back and forth she finally submitted. I said, "now I'm gonna pull up your gown and spread your legs and you better not resist." Following more pleading for me to stop, she again submitted. The cum had ran down both thighs. I began to move my face between her knees and she slammed her legs shut and ask what the hell I was doing. I pulled away, took my phone out, and started dialing her mother. Of course that changed her tune. She said "ok ok if it will shut you up do whatever you like." She still resisted a little but I again spread her legs and started licking her sticky thighs. I somehow knew if I very very slowly worked my way up she would become aroused. It didn't take as long as I thought and the next thing I knew I was eating that cum filled pussy while she orgasmed twice. Eating that used pussy with zero "blues" was absolutely amazing. I licked until I could not find any more cum so I started digging it out with my fingers and licking them. Afterwards we made love like never before followed by pillow talk where I found myself hurt yet excited at the same time. I asked her, "With the great marriage we have what would make you do this? How did it start? Who is this guy?" She explained that my intense desire to lick her bowl followed by a decreased desire afterwards had left her wanting someone who would do it with the same intensity they advertised beforehand. Internet research lead her to understand that it was common with all men and the only answer was to get two partners; one to do the cumming and the other to do the licking. She said that she found two guys through separate searches that were willing. This was the fourth encounter and had it not been for the acquiring of closer hunting grounds I may have never found out. One got off work at 4:30; the other at 5:00. My wife gets off a 3:00. It was a perfect setup. The first would come, fuck her, and leave just before the second arrived to clean up. Hearing that it was two men was twice as painful. I took my pillow, told her not to follow, and went to the couch. The next few days were excruciating. I didn't go hunting at all. I came straight home after work every evening. After about two weeks the pain met with an intruder - my cum fetish. After a long talk one night I came to realize that my wife didn't really want those two men. She just wanted a lover who would lick the bowl like there was no tomorrow. I told her that I could offer two things: 1) Sometimes we can have sex as soon as I get home and you can redress with my cum inside you and I'll lick the bowl at bedtime 2) Four times a year we can bring in a different man to fill the bowl before I get home and I'll clean it like there is no tomorrow when I do get home. Number one has worked out pretty good, but with some caution and careful research number two has worked out amazing. Number three just materialized 4 months ago. I now get to bring in a woman four times a year. After I have sex with her my wife licks the bowl. Recent discussion has lead us to realize the possible negative effects of so many different partners and their close proximity to us so we have now found a conservative swinging couple about 180 miles away. We will meet at a hotel every so often that is near equal distance for us all, rent separate rooms, and have a good time. We are still madly in love and we both love to "Lick the Bowl".

Well now you have my imagination in high gear

Very nice ❤