I was first introduced to Heather and Robert on Fet Life, a kink positive site. They had messaged me regarding a picture I had posted to my page. I had creampies a fellow play partner, and they loved the amount. Robert was the first to introduce himself to me. Robert was a large man, 300lbs plus, goatee and balding. He had erection problems and enjoyed his wife being pleasured by other men. His wife Heather was your average soccer mom build. She had a few kids, a few extra pounds and for the most part was still very much a beautiful and attractive woman.
Robert had a question for me, he wanted to set up an arrangement. He needed someone who was clean, available and could host. I met all three of those. We chit chatted back and forth, exchanging kinks, stories and desires. It was not long before the three of us were talking and flirting away. Heather loved to send erotic and mysterious photos to our group chat. Whether at work, at the store or just after a shower at home, my inbox was flooded. It was not long before just Heather and I began talking.
“How would you feel sending me home with a snack for Robert?” was a message I woke up to.
I had a feeling I knew what she was implying, but I had to double check. Sure enough, I was right, Heather wanted me to send her home fully filled and satisfied, she needed a creampie. She described the feeling of being filled and what it did to her. How empowering it was to be filled with another man’s seed. To walk around with another’s bodily mixture churning inside of her body as she pretended to be the perfect wife, mother and church going woman.
By now, we had been speaking a few weeks. All three of us vibed well and Robert was down with the scenario. I invited Heather over for some wine and fine time on a Saturday evening, she was enthralled with the invitation.
The night of Heather’s arrival, I cleaned up well and manscaped. I made sure to not masturbate the day’s leading up to play, I wanted a large and potent load for her, I could tell she was needing it. The urge to masturbate over took me, I woke with the hardest erections. I even cancelled a play date with a regular FWB to preserve myself.
The Saturday was spent with Heather bringing her kids to soccer games and flirting with me, she was working me up tirelessly and making me throb uncontrollably all day. Being out in public, even at the grocery store was a challenge for me. I was starting to run fantasy’s through my mind of what I would do to Heather, I would look at past pictures she sent me. The sheer will power I needed to avoid touching myself was a monumental task at the least.
Finally the daylight of Saturday left us for another night, and it was approaching 10pm on a cool summer evening. Heather was due over at 10:30, after her house had quieted down. My phone vibrated with a message from Heather.
“On my way! Don’t hold out on me!!!” she messaged me,
Before long there was a knock on my door. I opened the door and found Heather standing at my door, tighter athletic shorts, and a basic Detroit Tigers Sports tee. In my driveway was a van, inside a man that I could not see.
“Who is that?” I asked Heather as I greeted her with a warm embrace.
“Robert, he wanted to wait in the car while we played.” No concern in her voice, saying it very casual and matter of fact.
I took Heather by the hand and shut the door behind us. I led the way keeping her fingers locked in mine. Heather looked fantastic tonight, she was a thicker girl with platinum blonde hair that went just past her shoulders. She was tan from the summer sun and her hands were soft and lotioned. Although 44, she looked younger.
We entered my room, standard king bed, candle burning and a Youtube music mix on. The room was lightly lit, but still the mood romatic enough to have casual sex and not get to paranoid.
Heather wasted little time once in the room. As I shut the door her Tigers shirt was hitting the floor, no bra underneath. Her breasts faced me, her nipples large and covering her breasts. Her breasts were a solid B cup and sagged from child birth. She looked so real, natural and confident in her skin. Heather walked to me and we kissed. Her lips were soft, and her breath fresh and minty. She put her fingers in my hair and we stood standing, kissing, exploring on another. I took my hands and followed her spin, rubbing her back. I would drag my finger nails around her skin, grazing her breasts and making her nipples erect.
Goose bumps began to appear on Heather’s body. I moved behind her and began kissing her neck. I took a hand and reached down her shorts, she was smooth. Her legs were parted slightly and I began to feel her vulva with my finger tip, she was moist and inviting. Her lips parted effortlessly and my finger made their way inside her. She was wet, slick and smooth. I kissed her fiercely on the neck as I began to finger her.
“I’m ready.” she whispered to me as I kissed her. “Fuck me.”
She guided herself to the edge of the bed, and stripped fully nude. I followed. She lay on her back with her legs spread widely. I stood at the edge of the bed, fully erect looking down at Heather. She smiled at me as she rubbed herself. I moved closer and took hold of her spread legs. Heather used a hand, reaching down and guided my cock into her.
I entered her with no resistance, her body accepting of this foreign cock. I started slowly but soon was able to go to my base. I mixed up my speeds and thrust strength. Her soft and warm vagina hugged my shaft as we made love to one another. Heather moaned and enjoyed looking down at herself, watching herself be pleasured. Watching as my cock dissapeared into her, only to show itself all slick and glistening with her pussy juice.
“Wow, I’m so wet, look at us.” she moaned aloud to me as we continued on.
“Give me what I need, send me home filled.” she edged me on. Her dirty talk was sending me over the edge. While I wanted to last longer, I also knew what she wanted. Heather needed to be filled, it was her sole request.
“I need it deep, finish as deep as you can.” she ordered me, the look in her eye showed a serious slut in need.
With the pressure in my testicles growing, the thrusts going deeper, I found myself on the verge of climax. I buried myself in her, shooting 4-5 pumps of a three day load into her. With each pulsation, she squirmed as if she were feeling each drop. I collapsed on top of her, sweaty and tired.
“mmmmhhhhh, very good.” she said to me, rubbing her hands through my sweaty and messed up hair. I was panting and breathing loud, feeling like one of those insects that breeds and dies shortly after. If I had died that night, I would have been content with it. “Hun, I gotta get going. Thank you so much.”
She sounded sincere, and I lay on the bed winded as she dressed. She let herself out and I stayed in bed. Exhausted and tired I began to get ready for bed, when my phone rang.
It had been 20 minutes since heather had left, and she was phoning me on snapchat. I answered the call and saw Heather in a bathroom, with just her shorts on.
“I wanted you to see what I do with my rewards.” she was smiling from ear to ear. She looked excited. I watched as she held the phone screen onto her body and walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. On the bed was Robert, nude and in a chasity. His small penis locked away from the world. He had on a blindfold.
Heather walked close to the bed and put her hand inside of her shorts, as if digging for something. Removing her hand, she forced it in Robert’s mouth. He began sucking on the finger, like a baby on a pacifier.
“Mmmmhhhh is that good hunny?” she asked Robert.
“Yes ma’am” he replied, that is all he ever said. What ever question she asked, that was his reply.
I continued watching live as Heather force fed her husband my seed. Freshly shot inside of her, I imagine it was quite tasty for Robert. I watched Heather remove her shorts, and she began laughing.
“Oh my, what a mess.” she said, taking the phone camera and showing the crotch of the shorts. A mixture of human byproducts sat on the crotch of the shorts, gravities work. Without a word she places that area in Roberts mouth, and he begin to lick and suck the shorts. Cleaning them thoroughly, and quickly.
I watched him for close to five minutes get every drop and spec off the shorts. Heathers final trick was to position herself on top of his face, so she could push with gravities help any remaining seed out of her.
Heather sat on Robert’s face, his tongue buried in her creampied slit. Heather just smiled and moaned as she was cleaned and tended too. She thanked me again for such a wonderful load and she was telling me how excited Robert was on the way home.
As Heather stood up, I could see the left over mixture on his face and goatee. A thick glob of cum on his upper lip.
“What do we say.” She said in a demeaning tone to Robert.
Robert looks directly into the camera, my semen clearly visible on his face. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Robert said as he looked into the camera.
Heather lowered her head to him and kissed him, finally showing signs of a loving wife. The two shared what was left of me passionately, and looked to be in love in that specific moment.
“Were off to bed, good night!” she said to me before shutting the camera off. That would be a wild night I would not soon forget, and Robert grew custom to my particular taste. I mean, who wouldn’t after they eat my loads for a good three months after that.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/iisfrj/roberts_salty_snack_mfm
this is so gross, in my opinion.