Actually I would like my wife to look at me too, after telling the guy that just blew his load all over her mouth how much she loved it. Then while smiling and looking at me she would ask me if that was what I wanted to see and then to tell me thank you and that she wants to do it again.
I think me and one or two other guys would be ideal.
And I’m jealous of you that you were so close watching your wife take another man’s cum. Although I don’t want to taste his cum that’s for my wife to enjoy but smelling it on her would be great.
I also find the taste of another man's semen repulsive. However, I once promised my wife that I would do anything she asked. I even had to add, 'Nothing is off limits'.
This was during our first visit to what became 'our' club. (See signature.)
In the early hours, six out of twelve men came on her body. It was a fitting end to the evening.
She didn't shower, she just put on her summer dress and we went home.
When we arrived home, I wanted to open a bottle of wine and toast that evening.
I had to clean her up first, though. "A promise is a promise."
She showed me where there was still sperm. I can still remember the taste of the dried semen. It was my first experience of tasting another man's semen. Men, in this case.
Just try to picture this:
My wife giving a few men blow jobs at 'our' club.
She told me that she wanted her 'work' to be rewarded with a load in her mouth, and she quickly realised which of the men were up for it.
Bear in mind that those men had been there all evening, so they were keen to save their load for later.
Then she crawled towards me with a broad smile, took hold of my head, and started cum kissing me. I have no choice but to accept this, as a promise is a promise. That's just the way I am.
If you were to ask me whether I liked the taste in the end, the answer would be no.
However, I must also readily admit that her persistence and mischief really turned me on.
After the first time, she told me that it was our lifestyle, not just hers. 'You'll just have to get used to the taste,' she said.
She was right about having to get used to the taste. Of course I’d say so. But that doesn’t change the fact that I don't like the taste at all.
The fact that she left me with no other choice fitted perfectly with her hidden plan to turn me bisexual. She really liked men being bi.
She once said, 'Too bad that not all men are bisexual.'