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Husbands Humiliation
Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster
testicles and gave them a little squeeze. "Say good bye boys!" But then, without warning, his shaft began to expand. I thought about raising the scissors and exacting my revenge, but I was instantly overcome with a stronger impulse. I needed to see his penis in action! I set the scissors down. Free again, my left hand wrapped itself around his enormous shaft. It grew beneath my soft fingers. It felt soft and silky and warm. I felt my own mini-penis become erect as well. Slowly, I stroked his shaft up and down. I was transfixed by its pulsating mass. What was I doing? Why couldn't I stop? I still don't know today. It was like some sort of dream state. I had no choice but to go where my impulses took me. All I can figure is that this was my form of revenge? No, I don't buy that either. I think this just has to go down to loneliness and curiosity. As Master Howard's breathing grew faster and faster, my stroking kept pace. I could tell that he neared explosion! My own penis neared explosion as well! This was exciting! This was the first thing I'd done without someone else's permission in months! I could sense he was near bursting. Just then it hit me - where could I put the semen? Without slowing my pace I looked around for an ashtray. No one here smoked! There were no glasses around and no towels! I thought, maybe I could let him shoot off into my purse? No, I couldn't see myself applying semen stained lipstick and mascara for the next couple of weeks. My shoe! Damn, I ... was wearing sandals. I guess I could let him shoot off against my dress? No. This dress was silk and would stain and Mistress wanted to see me in it when she got home in a few minutes. I quickly became desperate looking for somewhere to land his fluid! Needless to say, I was too excited to stop stroking his penis - besides, at this point he would ejaculate one way or another. I'd rather control the expulsion, than let him wonder why he shot a load onto the floor and couch. My time to think ran out. I felt his body jerk. I knew what came next, I had to act now. In the split second left to me, I did the only thing I could think of. I placed my lips around his shaft and took the load in my mouth. My revenge against him, turned into yet another humiliation for me. As his salty fluid filled my mouth, I began to gag. Unlike Masters Todd and Michael, Master Howard ejaculated so much semen that my entire mouth filled up. I wanted to spit it out, as Masters Todd and Michael had allowed me, but it was just too much to hold in my mouth until I could get to the bathroom. I tried, but I began to gag halfway there. I swallowed most of it. The rest remained spread around my mouth. I needed mouth wash and fast! If history is any guide, it teaches me that I cannot win. Things not only go wrong with me, they go more wrong than I ever thought possible. What began as a bit of fascination about an object I no longer owned in abundance and had turned into twisted thoughts of a humiliating revenge, ...