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Matter of Taste

By: edrider73



Many thanks to blondevixen40735 for first editing and improving this story.

Special thanks to SlaveGirl70 for further editing and for inspired suggestions that made it much better. 

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"It just doesn't make sense," Madge complained.

"I didn't say it did!" said Everett.

"But you don't object to eating me out," she said. "You even seem to enjoy it!"

"I wouldn't put it that way," he mused. "What I taste and smell when I eat you are not pleasant to me. To be honest, I had to learn to control my tendency to gag the first few times girls asked me to do it, and sometimes I would get so nauseous that I would almost pass out.

"Because I love you, I do it to make you happy and enjoy how it arouses you. Driving you wild makes up for the smell and taste."

"But this would be the same thing!" she exclaimed. "You'd be arousing me, even though the smell and flavor would be disgusting to you."

"There's a big difference between swallowing the stuff that comes out of you and swallowing the stuff that comes out of me," he muttered.

"But I swallow the stuff coming out of you," she said, "and I hate the taste and smell!"

"Yes, but you're a woman, so you do it for your man," he said, "and when I go down on you, I deal with your fluids. That's not the same as eating you out after I come inside of you."

"Well, other men do it," she argued. "They call it a creampie and even the ones that don't like it will do it for their wives if they come first, rather than leave their wives frustrated."

"I'll be glad to eat you out if I come first," he said. "But before I do, you'll have to clean yourself out, because if I see or smell a drop of semen while doing it, I'll throw up all over you!"

"No you won't," she said. "I felt like throwing up the first time a guy came in my mouth, but I controlled myself and it became a lot easier with practice. I still don't like it, but I do it for you sometimes. You could learn to do that, too."

"But I don't want to," he complained. "Even thinking about it makes me want to heave!"

"Just try it one time," she pleaded. "It might not be as bad as you imagine. If our roles were reversed, I would do it for you."

"It's easy for you to say that because you know there's no way for me to disprove that statement," he said, laughing. "But there's also no way for you to prove it."

"So you're calling me a liar?" It was more of an accusation than a question. "I'm saying I love you enough that I would do it, but you don't believe me. That's messed up!"

"I'm sorry, Madge," he said. "Let's forget this whole thing. All it does is get us both upset."

"I'm not going to be able to forget that you don't believe me," she said. "I'm telling the truth, and I'm going to find a way to prove it."

"Good luck!" he said.

It was two weeks later at breakfast that she announced, "I've found my proof."

"Your what?" he asked, his fork poised in the air.

"You thought I was lying when I said that if our roles were reversed, I would eat a creampie from your vagina," she said. "But I'm telling the truth, and I found a way to prove it."

"How?" he said, resuming his chewing.

"I'm not telling you now," she said. "It will be a surprise."

The next morning was a Saturday and he always slept in if they had nothing scheduled in the morning. He was half awake and starting to stir around 9:15 when he felt like he was swimming in molasses. I must still be in a dream, he thought, but then he opened his eyes and saw the reason for the strange feeling.

His wrists and ankles had restraints on them. He was lying on his side the way he usually did when he slept, and he could move his arms and his legs, but the restraints limited his movement.

He saw Madge sitting on a chair next to the bed looking at him. "You're awake," she said excitedly and jumped up. She walked over to the headboard. He was just going to use his right hand to remove the Velcro band around his left wrist when she pulled at something and his left arm was extended straight out, pulling him down on his stomach. A couple of seconds later, she did the same to his right arm. And then she moved to his legs. Soon he was lying on his stomach spread-eagle on the bed.

She moved her chair close to where his head was and sat down again. "I didn't want to disturb your sleep, Everett," she said, "so I put the restraints on loosely until you woke up. But now I need you immobile for a while. We should be done with my proof in less than an hour and then I'll release you."

"What's going on, Madge?" he exclaimed. "Get these things off me! Have you gone nuts?! Who are those women?" While he was talking, several women had entered the room holding some kind of equipment.

"They are video people," she said proudly. "This is all about the proof. They're setting up a couple of cameras on tripods and some lighting to shoot what happens. They'll also be on both sides of the bed with handheld cameras shooting close-ups. They'll be set up in 10 minutes. Meanwhile, let's get these raggedy old things off. They were going to get tossed soon anyway." She went to work with a pair of scissors, and in a few seconds she had pulled his shredded boxers off him.

"OK, ladies," Madge said, "I'm going to loosen his leg restraints just a little, and when I do, you need to push all three of these big pillows under Everett, right below his stomach. He may try to kick, so be careful. As soon as you have the pillows right, I'll tighten him up again."

Everett began yelling as the women went to work, but Madge had a thick white gym sock handy and stuffed it in his mouth. They worked fast and were finished in a minute. Madge sat down next to his head again.

"I'm going to take out the sock in a minute, Everett," she said. "I just didn't want the ladies to be distracted. I checked out the acoustics of our bedroom, and even with the radio blasting, I couldn't hear anything as I walked around the house, so you'll be able to yell as loud as you want, but right now I want you to listen.

"This is Danilo. I found him on Craig's List. He works naked, which is why he's taking off his clothes. As you can see, he has a huge one, but that's only the second reason I hired him. To prove I would eat a cream pie from you, I'm going to actually do it. Since you don't have a vagina, the only way I can do it is eating it from your asshole. But before you can eat cream pie, it has to be baked. That's where Danilo comes in." Madge took a breath, and Everett tensed.

"The first reason I hired him is that his videos show he's one of those guys who's like a garden hose, spurting out huge amounts of come. I've seen videos of him with both men and women, and he fills them to overflowing and then has enough left to coat their faces like they dipped their heads in paint. I didn't want you to accuse me of skimping on the come. After he deposits in you, I'm going to lick up every drop!" Madge trailed her finger over his shoulder.

"His huge penis is just a bonus to make it more fun for me. Well, maybe a little because I'm angry that you didn't believe me! I'm sticking lots of lube into you right now with two of my fingers. Don't get so squirmy. You'll be glad that I opened you up a little." Everett felt the cold, greasy liquid pushing into him and tried to roll away, but he couldn't move much and Madge's fingers went with him.

"Now, Danilo is going to insert all of that thing inside you. See how big it's gotten now? I told him to go slowly at first because you're a virgin. The video of that huge thing stretching you wide should look great."

Everett tried to say something, but he couldn't. Fear paralyzed his voice. Madge moved to the bottom of the bed and lay down on her back between his legs. She slowly moved her head up until her mouth was right below his ass, which the pillow was pushing up off the bed.

Danilo finished undressing, climbed on the bed, lined his cock up with Everett's ass and began pushing. Because of all the lube Madge had pushed in, it slid forward without resistance, but as it stretched and opened him, Everett started groaning in agony.

When Danilo began moving in and out slowly, Everett began screaming loudly and began gasping from the pain. He continued as the pounding grew faster and harder. In a few more minutes, Everett felt his insides flooded. Then he heard the sound of Madge gagging and gulping, then gagging again, then gulping.

The gulping stopped, but it started again when Danilo softened inside him and slowly pulled his long penis out and got off the bed. There was some gagging mixed in again, and then he heard a loud retching sound. It was a painful sound, followed by a few gulps, and then some more retching sounds. Finally, all was quiet.

"I'm removing the pillows, Everett, and the girls are loosening your arms slightly," said Madge, and her voice sounded strange. "They're going to help me get you on your hands and knees. I know you're out of breath and have lost your voice from all the screaming, but don't worry, this isn't going to hurt.

She slid into the 69 position with her bush right below his face. That's when he realized she had been naked this whole time. He started when he felt something else inserted into his ass.

"Don't worry," she said. "It's just the little nozzle from a bulb syringe. There's nothing in the syringe but air, and now I'm squeezing all the air into you. That didn't hurt, did it? Now I'll take it out and repeat a few more times. After the third time, Everett began to squirm. The air didn't hurt, but it was causing major discomfort inside his anus.

"I see that your body wants to pass gas in the worst way," she said, "and you are holding back. But you can't do that for long."

"Madge, stop this," whispered Everett through clenched teeth. "You don't need to do this."

"Oh yes I do," said Madge. "I'm going to eat every drop of come inside you, and this will make sure it all comes out. My proof will be on the video. Maybe next time I tell you something, you'll believe me. Anyway, as I was saying, when you can't hold it in any longer, you're going to explode with a huge fart. I'm putting my mouth on your asshole now, so you're going to shoot all that come right into me, and I'll try to swallow it as fast as I can. OK, here goes."

He felt her tongue now. It was licking up and down his inner thighs. Then she pulled him down so that her face was buried in his crack. He felt her tongue methodically lick every inch of hair around his anus, tickling him and making the irritation inside him even worse. Then she was licking at his hole, soothing the irritated tissue. After a while, the tongue entered him and moved around inside him. He was holding his mouth tightly shut and wrinkling his forehead as he tried to hold back.

Suddenly, he couldn't anymore. The first release sounded like a gunshot, and it hurt, too as the exploding air assaulted the tissues that Danilo had rubbed raw.

Madge had pulled her tongue out and spread her mouth around his anus. Again he heard sounds of fast gulping mixed with gagging that erupted into retching a few times. Once he started, he couldn't stop, and the disgusting noise of air and liquid squirting out and the pain in his rear seemed to go on forever. Finally, his anus was out of air.

Then he heard Madge say something in a strangled tone of voice that sounded as if she was about to die. "Excuse me," she said as she quickly pushed out from under him and jumped off the bed. He heard her running away and then heard the water running in the bathroom, but it didn't drown out the sounds of her painful heaving that seemed to go on and on. Then the sounds stopped, and there was only the water running and then silence.

He heard her coming back to the bed and lifted his head and saw that her face was scrubbed and shiny, but she looked green and sickly. "I'm glad that's over," she said. "You'll see it all on the video. I almost drowned in it, but I managed to swallow most of it. The rest went up my nose, all over my face and in my hair. It was horrible!"

"OK, it's time to finish up. I think I proved I was telling you the truth beyond a reasonable doubt, so the only thing left is for you to keep your end of the bargain. It's only fair, but I know you won't cooperate, so I had to come up with a plan to make you eat a cream pie from me. That's why Roberto is here."

He looked up and saw another large man standing next to her taking off his clothes.

"Roberto also came from the Internet, but he's slightly different than Danilo, as you can see. His cock is about the same size as yours but thinner. That's because it's going into my ass, which is smaller than yours. I know we did anal once, but all I remember is that it hurt like hell. I hope him being thin makes it more bearable." The women and Madge worked at turning Everett over onto his back and refastening the restraints. Then she got on top of him, facing his feet. It was like a 69 again, but she was on her hands and knees, and when he looked up, he was looking straight into her bush.

"Do you like the view?" she asked. "You'll be able to see Roberto's penis doing my ass. You'll get three courses, just like I did. Even though his penis isn't that large, he produces as much semen as Danilo. When he comes, it will quickly fill me and then squeeze out around his penis and fall on you. Like me, it will probably coat your face, and even though you keep your mouth shut, it will go in your nose, and you won't be able to breathe until you open your mouth. Start swallowing fast at that point unless you want his come to go into your air hole and make you cough. That's painful as well as nauseating.

"Course number two begins once he's soft and pulls out of me. A whole lot more junk will fall into your mouth then and you'll really need to swallow fast! After that, he'll pump me full of air just like I did you and then hold your head up so you can begin licking between my cheeks and into my anus. I won't ask you to suck everything off my inner thighs like I did with you. When I tell him I'm ready to explode, he'll get your mouth in position to receive. And then you'll get the third course delivered by cannon. It's a doozy!" Madge laughed.

"There's one difference, between you and Danilo, and me and Roberto. I was doing it willingly, and you aren't. To make up for that a little, while Roberto does my ass, I'm going to give you a blow job. So you'll get at least some pleasure out of this. The other reason I'm doing it is I want you to cooperate and do your part like I did mine. So I'll give you oral and massage your balls at the same time to make it more exciting, just the way you love it.

"That's the way I would like it to be. But if you decide to not cooperate and open your mouth wide for my come farts. I'll have to go to Plan B. Instead of my hands massaging your balls, I'll have to grab them and start squeezing until you do what you need to do. I know you're stubborn, and you might resist so much that you pass out from the pain. I've got some smelling salts here for the girls to use in that case, so it won't take long for you to revive and feel the pain again. But I think you'll see that it's silly to suffer, because I won't stop squeezing until you do what I want!"

"OK, Roberto, I'm ready. Get that thing in my ass and come as fast as you can."

The next few weeks were physically painful for Everett and mentally painful for Madge. After a few days, she realized that what she had done had turned him into a seething caldron of anger. First she worried; then she tried to soothe him. When he told her that every time he looked at her, it took all his strength to keep himself from smashing in her face, she began crying.

She stopped eating and couldn't sleep. One day, she got on her knees begged him to tell her what she needed to do to make up for what she had done to him. When he said nothing, she got hysterical. He still said nothing as she ran to their bedroom.

What worked for her in the end was time. After a few weeks, when he no longer felt any pain while walking, he began talking to her again. One time, during dinner, he looked at her and the thought came to him that there was some humor in her "proof." When she saw him smiling, she was happy and asked him what he was smiling about. Her voice made him stop smiling, and he didn't answer.

He didn't remember when things got completely back to normal. It was at least half a year. They were back to their usual joking and arguing, and once again, nothing was off limits. One night at dinner, she said, "I'd still like you to go down on me and eat some cream pie. I'm sure it's a lot different coming from my pussy."

"You'll never get me to do that," he said loudly.

"I think I could," she said slyly.

"No, I don't—wait a minute." He stopped and thought for a moment. "Yes, Madge, I'm sure you could. All I'm going to say is that I would hate it. Because I called you a liar, you hired someone to rape me. Because you did that, I almost went to prison for aggravated assault, and I almost hired a divorce lawyer." He laughed.

"I promise you right now that I will never call you a liar again, because if I do, I know you'll serve me something I don't want to eat."

"Never say never," she said with a laugh.