FemDom Seed Eating

By Jean Zee

When Rick forgets his wife's birthday again, he has to think on his feet. In a moment of desperation, he tells her she can do anything she wants and that he's reserved the entire weekend for her. Knowing his wife had a very kinky past, he's worried... and so he should be. He's about to have his first taste of the seed of life. First his own, then...

Excerpt:

Smiling down at me, Jules held up a frilly pair of pink panties. “Look darling, so sexy, so soft. Would you like to jerk off in them?” I gulped and nodded. I was still holding my cock and it seemed to get harder.

She dangled the frilly satin panties over me and slowly moved them down my chest. “Ask me, then,” she said softly, her eyes glittering.

“Can I jerk off into your panties?” I croaked.

“Please?” she prompted.

“Please, can I?” I asked, desperate to do it, my cock straining.

“Please what, darling?” she said sweetly.

“Please can I jerk off into your panties?” Trying to regain some of my lost dignity.

She giggled. “... My filly pink panties.”
I nodded, sweating and almost gasping for breath. “Please,” I agreed, knowing I’d now crossed some invisible line. “Can I jerk off into your frilly pink panties?” As I said it, my cock twitched. I was totally under her spell.

“Now drop the panties and spread your arms and legs.”

I was confused but obeyed, dropping the frilly pink panties. Suddenly, I knew what was coming next, we’d played this game a few times before, and I’d enjoyed some of it.

“As least use the leather ones, please.”

“No chance. This is my birthday gift, remember that.” Two minutes later, and I was handcuffed to the bed, my hands and feet secured to each the four bedposts, powerless to resist as she pulled a blindfold over my eyes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Phoenix Rising Publishing
• Release date: Jul 21, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370758159

Book preview

As I walked into the kitchen that morning, I had the strange feeling that something was going to happen. Maybe it had already happened and I just didn’t know it. I saw my wife standing there with a smirk on her beautiful face. When I saw her in the black negligee, I felt my cock begin to stir underneath my light cotton robe.

Good Morning, darling. I’m excited to open my birthday gift. Still smiling, she seductively licked a drop of hot butter from her finger and said, It’d better be good.

Uh-oh. I’d totally forgotten about it, and I realized she knew it. Stalling, I stole a slice of bacon from her plate, stuffed it in my mouth, mumbling incoherently around it.

Let me guess. You forgot, didn’t you? Crossing her arms over her breasts, she just sat there glaring at me, and I tell you, if looks could kill . . .

Actually, I replied, I didn’t forget. I’m hurt that you think your husband would forget your birthday. Thinking quickly, I walked over and began massaging her shoulders, my fingers only inches away from her heavy mounds of flesh. This year I thought that for once, I’d give you something you really want.

Really? she said, still sounding doubtful, but as I felt the tension leave her shoulders, I that I had pulled it off. Looking up at me, she asked, Well, darling. What is it . . .

Giving my beautiful wife my biggest smile, I replied, Anything you want, darling.

What?

I mean it. I kneeled down beside her, took her hands in mine, kissing them softly, knowing she liked that. Darling, you tell me what you want, and it’s yours. I’ve saved some cash and I’ve arranged Jim to cover for me at work. I’ve also cleared my schedule for the weekend. I’m ready for anything your sexy little heart desires.

I had to admit, for a blatant lie, it sounded damn convincing.

You’re not lying to me, are you? she asked, clearly uncertain. "I mean, did you really plan this?"

"You bet, darling. This year,