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Subject: Kinky Dinnertime [MMF, dinner, anal, romance, crossdress, love, scat, ws]
Date: Wed, 08 Aug 2007 07:05:06 -0700
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Kinky Dinnertime
by dresslover2
"How was your day at work?" Sally asks as I walk in the door.
"It was a good day. The presentation went wonderfully. I think we'll
have a lot of new sales. You look wonderful!" I say as I put my arms
around my beautiful wife and give her a kiss. "How have you been?"
"I've been a little lonely with the kids away and all. I'm glad
you're home. I have dinner mostly ready, but we need to wait for Bill
to get here. Meanwhile, how about a quick game of Uno?"
We cuddle on the couch and play Uno for almost half an hour waiting
for Bill to arrive. My stomach is rumbling. I hope he gets here
soon.
Finally there is a knock on the door. It's my friend Bill.
"Hi Sam. Hi Sally. Sorry I'm late. I lost track of time."
"No problem," I say, "but please hurry into the kitchen. I'm very
hungry." I haven't had lunch, of course.
I follow Bill and Sally into the kitchen. Bill pulls down his pants
and lies face down on the table. Sally takes a pad of butter and rubs
it on his anus, then inserts the anal spreader, opens his anus, and
inserts the tube. She is very efficient at this because she's been
doing this fTor several weeks.
It looks like the first course is mixed vegetables: Peas, diced
carrots, corn and lima beans. Yum. She pours these down the tube,
then pulls out the tube and says "ok."
We have this down to a system. I'm sitting in the chair. Bill gets
off the table and backs over to be above my mouth. I adjust his
position, put my lips over his anal lips, and stick out my tongue.
That's his signal to push. In a moment the first course of my dinner
enters my mouth as fifty peas, corn and lima beans, and pieces of
carrots drop into my mouth. When my mouth is full I squeeze his butt
so he knows to stop pushing.
I chew and swallow my vegetables, then tongue his anus to let him know
I want more. As I chew the next mouthful I think how delicious the
vegetables are, especially to a hungry guy like me. When Sally and I
first started this, I found the taste of Bill's shit on my food really
decreased the pleasure of its taste, but now I'm so used to it, I
don't know whether I would even enjoy food without Bill's unique
flavor.
After a third mouthful and another tongue signal, Bill can't push
anything else out, so it's on to the next course.
Bill lies across the table again while my wife deftly inserts the anal
spreader and the tube and fills Bill's rectum with lasagna. Now Bill
is above me and I tongue his anus again. Out comes the lasagna. The
lasagna oozes out like shit instead of plopping like the vegetables
did. It oozes out like shit, but it tastes much better. Pure shit is
still unpleasant to my taste, and besides that, it makes me throw up.
I get pure shit for lunch on the weekends. On other meals, Bill has a
bowel movement before he comes over. The lasagna has some shit flavor
to it, of course, but not enough to make me nauseous. And it tastes
very good -- Sally is a great cook!
"Would you like some more?" Sally asks as Bill moves back to the
table.
I shake my head "no." Better save some room for dessert. "But I am
thirsty." My wife pulls down her panties and pees in my mouth. As I
drink, I enjoy the view of her labia under her skirt. When she's done
she pulls her panties back up then brings me a glass of water.
I'm looking forward to dessert because I know the the procedure will
be different. Dessert today is tapioca pudding. In goes the spreader
and the tube, and soon Bill is coming over to me. But I'm not sitting
in the low chair any more. Our other chair is higher, and my dress is
up and my erect penis is already out of my panties. I'm ready to make
my own contribution to dessert.
As is customary, Sally takes a few licks, then gives me head for a few
seconds while Bill waits with my dessert. When I'm almost ready to
cum, Sally moves aside and Bill slides my penis into his body. Almost
immediately I squirt warm semen into warm tapioca pudding as waves of
pleasure wash over me from the orgasm. A few times we have timed it
wrong and Sally ended up swallowing my load, but it's been over a week
since that happened.
Sally is kissing Bill on the lips and hugging him passionately. This
is not surprising since they have been sexually intimate ever since I
requested the use of his anus for my fantasy. The first three people
I asked said no way, but Bill said he would do it as long as I'd let
Sally have sex with him and Sally would agree to do whatever he
wanted. I agreed immediately, but it took a few days until Sally
agreed to be Bill's sex slave for me. So far she has really enjoyed
almost everything he has asked her to do, and I'm afraid she will want
to continue having sex with him once the two months are over.
I must have been distracted by their kiss. I already moved back into
the other chair without thinking, touched Bill's anus with my tongue,
and warm tapioca putting mixed with semen is already filling my
mouth. By this time there is almost no taste of shit left inside
Bill, but the Tapioca goes well with semen. Sometimes Sally has me
add semen to the first course. I'm glad she didn't today because it
would have been awkward getting my penis in there with the vegetables
and I was very hungry so I didn't want to wait. I wouldn't have
minded if she had chosen the lasagna though.
Dessert is over and Bill is groping Sally's body. I pull my panties
back up, adjust my tights, and stand up. The skirt of my dress falls
over my knees. There is a large mirror behind Bill and Sally. I can
see my beautiful wife in Bill's arms and my own reflection beside
theirs. Sally and I wear the same dress size and today we're dressed
in matching outfits: Pastel knit dresses with white tights and pumps,
complimented with pearl necklaces and pretty earrings.
I think about how nice it would be for Bill to take me in his arms
instead of Sally. I'm not gay or anything -- I'm totally attracted to
women -- but my choice of clothes often makes people think I'm gay and
over the years I've become more and more curious what it would feel
like to have a guy fucking me in my mouth or my anus. Someday soon
I'll probably find out.
Bill and Sally have gone upstairs now. I notice he took some rope and
a small box with him. Sometimes I am invited to watch or even help
out, but whatever Bill has planned for my wife tonight is something
they will do alone. I hope she has fun.
I read the newspaper then work on one of my paintings for a while. I
hear the front door close, then I see Sally standing in front of me
naked with moist eyes and about twenty needles in her breasts and
labia.
"Can you please remove the needles Sam?" she asks. As I remove the
needles and see the points of blood I feel incredible gratitude that
she let him do this to her for me. She tells me that he tied her up
first, then put in half the needles, then untied her and put in more.
I can tell from her face that it really hurts, but she is brave and
says nothing.
I hold my naked wife close in my arms and kiss her cheek. I'm not
allowed to do more until the two months are over. Sally is the best a
guy could ever have!
The end.
Keywords:
Eating from an asshole. Eating from an anus. Anal eating.
Dinner from an asshole. Dinner from an anus. Anal dinner.
Meals from an asshole. Meals from an anus. Anal meals.
Crossdressing and watersports.