Wife makes me come up from my Masturbation Chamber
Post by dmneedsone » Thu Mar 24, 2022 5:20 pm
I get upstairs with my greasy abused goon-stick dangling between my legs, holding my jar of Albolene.
She had 3 of our folding chairs out forming a triangle in the corner of the kitchen by the back door.
Pointing to that corner she said’” I want you to sit there in the middle chair, legs spread, with one foot on each remaining chair.”
I headed over, head down, and got seated, spread and on full display.
“Okay gooner-boy get to it.”
I dipped into my Albolene jar and began stroking my already sore, sensitive penis. All-the-while she had her back to me putting a pan on the stove then pulling some eggs out of the refrigerator. Apparently
we where going to have breakfast for dinner.
Sounds of my squelching pumps and moans dominated any noise coming from where she worked opening and closing cabinet drawers, getting a mixing bowel and whisk. My wife Judy is an expert at ignoring me.
I was gooned-out in no time, becoming very expressive as I twitched and babbled in my chair, all in response to the humiliation of being on display without her acknowledgment and the intensely exquisite caresses my hand pussy applied to my overstimulated penis soon had me trapped on the brink of a orgasm only to hear Judy say, “Fucking hold that load pump pig.”
Hearing her say that almost made me pop. Stopping all of my motion I had to squeeze hard to keep my goon-stick from ejecting my nut. Shaking and groaning as I felt my semen begin to back down into it’s aching ball sack when my wife replies, “I’m not hearing any pumping back there. Now get to it!”
Fuck, carefully I start stroking again. My mind is now completely fused with my sore throbbing organ. Done. Squish, squish, babble, babble, I can barely notice her saying “Now that’s what I like to hear.”
I love to goon and do it a lot. So no cumming is normal on my part, just hard to always achieve. It’s been at least 3 months since I’ve had a full on orgasm. Just goongasms for me.
So there I was, sitting in the back corner of our kitchen, full-on babbling, drooling, riding the edge so close it threw me into one goongasm after another. I just kept going on and on, what seemed like hours but was really more like 2o minutes, but as you already know, I had been gooning for at least 2.5 hours just prior in the basement. I was so deep, I was my penis, and every touch made me speak as my penis with grunts, drool, and moans. As far as I was concerned the drool leaking from the corner of my lips was the same precum drool leaking from my cock. Just one big penis-man in the kitchen corner, me.
Then reality kicked in when Judy shook me by my shoulder, “Get your gooned-out ass up!”
Standing, still gripping my fuck meat I see our plates of scrambled eggs and toast on each end of the kitchen table. Judy takes a seat at the far end and I got to sit at the other. She begins to eat and I tell her I need to wash my hands. Looking up at me smiles, “No you don’t. You need to bring your plate over here by me.” I’m so horny still I can hardly get to her fast enough.
“Now let’s not waste those greasy hands of yours. Put your fucking plate on the floor next to me, get on your knees, and milk your man spunk all over your dinner. You really don’t drain your balls often enough so this is as good a time as any to flush those nuts clean. Pump it out on your food. DO NOT miss and hit any of the floor!”
While she went back to enjoying her eggs I placed my dinner plate on the floor and knelt over it. Face red as my cock in humiliation I started stroking again, Squish, squish, as I kept pumping I could feel the heat rising up from my dinner sending waves of warm air circulating my testicles. Moaning I felt my nuts begin to tighten like my balls were trying to run away from the heat below. Which only added to the fast approaching edge pushing me back towards my goon trance. Judy could clearly see from my body’s small movements of nervous impatience that soon I would be at the brink again. “You have my permission to ride that edge until I have finished eating and have placed my empty plate in the sink. Goongasms are fine for now but no nutting yet. I know you understand me even if your dumb ass can’t speak normal.”
Her statement sent me right to the edge of orgasm as I exhaled a loud moan and began to babble a form of gratitude. Grunting and moaning. Along with the wet squishing of my strokes I can hear her fork scrapping her plate. I look down between my legs seeing my hand pussy pulsing around my edged cock. More babbling as I watch the drool from my tongue slide past the thin line of precum that had anchored the lips of my penis to the scrambled eggs below.
My edging seems endless as I wait for her to move. Locking my eyes on the tip of my penis we once again became fused together as one. I am now a quivering penis-man.
Heavy precum keeps pumping out causing the cracks in the surface of my scrambled eggs to fill with a clear viscous slime. I keep pumping amazed that my precum is so thick it still hasn’t broke. It just wiggles back an fourth from my pumping putting nasty stripes all over, even my toast gets painted.
“Almost done, don’t you dare cum yet.”
I tried to answer her but only gibberish left my drool hole. Over and over my testicles would rise and fall with each edge. Pure ecstasy floods my penis brain. I’m in such a state I could care less how I must look. Then in the midst of another goongasm I hear the faint sound of her chair scrapping back along the kitchen floor. Without a word footsteps pass by and the sound of her plate slides into our sink! My heart’s racing as I’m still riding the wave of fist-fuck bliss.
Judy turns around facing me, arms folded across her chest.
“Well I think it’s time to put some warm hollandaise sauce across those cold eggs. Remember to take good aim, Now cum jerk off boy.”
My head was spinning with every word she said. My hand pussy began making this twisting motion as if wringing out a wet dish cloth while at he same time pulling my penis down and opening and closing like milking a cow. I’m twitching and shaking as my ass cheeks clinch tight in anticipation. I feel my nut sack rise up into a hard fist like shape as the boiling semen within begins churning into a thick hot cream. Three months of nut butter ready to squirt out my udder. Almost ready to pass-out I lean in to get my greasy dick tube closer to my food. During this build-up my wife had somehow moved behind me“CUM!!” she shouts as I feel the sharp sting of her bare hand on one of my ass cheeks. That was it, the trigger just got pulled. Right as I felt that my penis would puke I suddenly became aware of her hand grabbing my wrist and snatching my hand pussy off my poor abused cock while just a quickly her other hand replaced it with a grip-of-steel. Holding my goon-stick at the base, fist jammed up against my balls she shouts,”HOLD THAT FUCKING LOAD!” This is too much for my sore overworked organ to handle. I cry out in shock and sharply suck in my breath. Now on hands and knees, head down, ass up, I’m looking at my udder firmly gripped in Judy’s hand, that slimy string of precum still attached to the cold eggs below as she continues to tighten her grip.
My breath exits hard and fast with a sharp moan like squeal. My body going into the strongest goongasm it’s ever felt. Kind-of-like an orgasm-goongasm mix. My penis convulsing in her motionless fist that’s locked-in so tight nothing can escape my piss-hole. I feel my spurting ejaculate that’s being blocked by her relentless fist-vice. With nowhere to go my spunk starts to painfully rush backwards toward my throbbing prostate instantly causing my orgasm to become dull and less satisfying. Then all-of-sudden she loosens her grip. And without feeling the joyful rush of orgasm I see my angry red organ release the contents of my nuts. Expelling in a thick white stream rather that the traditional orgasmic spurts it just flowed out of me while my wife laughed, “That’s right. Ruined!”
I was still in a sort of blissful state as I watched her move my penis in tiny circles as if writing on a birthday cake. It just kept flowing from that gaping hole at the top of my mushroom. Lots, and I do mean lots, of nut butter frosting spilled out over my pending meal.
Crouched down over my plate like that I could quickly smell the fresh semen.
As she wiggled the last drops down on it’s target she said,”Not bad, but I think there’s a little more in there. No one goons out for months without a massive build-up so brace yourself piggy. I intend to milk it ALL out.” With that said she scooped up some extra goon-slop that had gathered in the creases of my nether regions and started to milk me like a cow. I couldn’t believe how horny I still felt as she quickly had me rising up again. “That’s a good boy, now moo for mommy, this won’t take me long.” Like a skilled milkmaid she had me mooing, grunting, and panting like crazy.
So there I am in our kitchen, on all fours being milked one last time into an already soaked breakfast dinner, and when that last orgasm hit me I felt like she had split my prostate in two. No ruined orgasm this time. This time as I began to spurt she took the fist of her free hand and pressed the knuckles down hard against my perineum rolling them in an undulating motion. My taint pulsed in orgasm beneath her consistent knuckle massage preforming an involuntary synchronized dance with the opening and closing of my sphincter muscle.
Eyes glued to this spectacle I witnessed the last surrender my poor goon-stick had to offer. The first wad of jism shot out with such force I could see the corner of my toast hop a little from taking the hit. My orgasm was beyond intense as my eyes locked onto how slow and deliberate her fist kept milking down my udder loosening just a little once it reached the tip then quickly back up to my sack and coming down in a firm squeeze again. She kept up this slow tormenting speed of hand and knuckles as I became the private spectator of my own exhausted penis puking it’s guts out on those sperm soaked eggs. Jolt after jolt of ecstasy pierced my body with each violent spit of my cow tit. All I could do was hopelessly ride it out until my penis went from it’s puking up the baby-batter all the way into dry heaves. With both her hands still hard at work there was nothing left but after shocks to the sight of my cock’s retching attempts to force out more without any substance left to give.
“Now THAT’S what I call a thorough milking.” She said and she finally let go of me.
“Get up! Time for you to recycle my efforts.”
Feeling like I were made of rubber, I grabbed the leg of her chair to help pull myself up then staggered to my end of the table and fell into my seat. Too exhausted to care about cleaning my hands I watched as she picked up my plate and brought it over to me while using her free hand to pinch her nose in disgust. Placing my cum covered meal in front of me she smiled, “Now dig in and eat that stinky scrambled mess.”
She walked back to the sink then turned around facing me, “And you better clean your plate good. Enjoy all that fresh topping.”
I picked up my fork and looked down at my eggs and toast. The coverage was quite thorough. Everything was concealed in a glistening glaze that gave off an aroma reminiscent of chlorine. I scooped up my first fork full, and as I brought it towards my open mouth a thin rope-like trail of my goo followed along. As the cold egg slime filled my pie-hole the slick stringy rope snapped back onto my plate and chin, and I began to chew, while my wife began to laugh. I managed to choke down all of it. The taste of my cum lingered long after that disgusting meal. She let me be after that and did the dishes, as I slowly when upstairs to finally take a shower.
Judy knew I was slow coming up from the basement because I was gooning and texting with “someone”. Because of that knowledge she made me write this story of the event and said I had to send it to you. Which of course has me horny all over again, So now it’s back to gooning after a full days rest, and my penis can’t wait to be abused again Nnnuugghhh.
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