Forced ejaculation may not be a hot act neither for the dom nor the sub if demand and supply are not in balance! Read this story about a once ideal relationship acting out a passion for male milk eventually turned sour.
Fuck man, I am in a deep conflict. My gal is cum-crazy and she wants it only from me and no one else. I hear you say: Wow, that´s great, I´d wish for a lover like that. But think twice, when you have to deliver – big time – it may be ever decreasing fun. And when it gets violent, now that is not for me. Let me explain.
To begin with, I´m a natural regarding volume, or at least I have been. When I was young I realized that I effortlessly produced a substantial amount of cum at almost each ejaculation I coaxed out of my dick. And I came a lot, all quite easily. Gosh, was I playing around in the early days, shooting at mirrors, filling glasses, drenching myself, sporting awesome distance-shots. I learned to climax multiple times, which added to my fetish, naturally. I just didn´t consume my milk. Yes, I tasted it – when I hit my mouth I swallowed, but I never got into drinking full loads of my produce.
My early partners though were irritated if not disgusted by my ability. They thought my loads were messy, instead of welcoming them as a manifestation of my arousal. Some relationships even broke up over this issue. However, eventually I met my cum-princess. At first she showed a common approach towards my juices, although she found my performance-skills (shooting a big load multiple times) really stunning from early on.
It took a while until she developed a strong liking for my semen. Presently she is craving my juices, in a way even more than myself, because she needs to consume it – the more the better. She became truly cum-wild. She wants my milk like an addict her drug. She gained detailed knowledge on the males´s sexual plumbings and workings, she knows exactly how to get what she wants!
After she found those web-pages, which promote all the beneficial properties of semen for a receivers health, she became really demanding. She admits that she became addicted to my produce: She loves to see me spill it, loves to witness me peak and climax and receive my „divine essence“. She also loves the texture, the smell, the taste and especially all the good properties combined in my milk for her health benefits. That is why she needs to be covered in a load. For using my milk as a lotion, massaging it into her skin. That is also why she needs to drink my juice, because it is so nutritious. And she wants it just from me, because she has control upon the quality of my milk.
It´s just that I notice a decline of my abilities. She is 15 years younger than I am, and I enter an age of natural decline, while she ever increased her demand. For quite a while now it is she who takes care of my diet, so that my milk will be of good quality and produced in high volume when we aim for a, what we call, milk-night. Those nights are supposed to fulfill our special requirements as uninhibited as possible. Fortunately – I now say – they became scarce due to the tiring demands of the daily routine.
We use our vacations to make those milk-nights happen and retreat to our cabin in the mountains. The hut is located totally off the path. We enjoy nature, the calm of it, and we prepare undisturbed. It is the time when I increase my consumption of lecithin granules. I also bring a good supply of L-Arginine and then she treats me with all this organic foods to improve the taste of my cum and sure enough the volume of its production in my glands.
What to complain about then, you might wanna ask. Well, do you see the conflict emerging? I certainly like to serve her cravings, but I may be not as able to comply as I used to. And that increases her compulsion to consume my milk in every aspect mentioned.
When the special night has arrived, when she is in passionate heat for her fetish, she just demands her treatment, i.e. my milk, and I better deliver. I become her milk-producing bull, no less and no more.
And I developed fear of failure. Don´t worry, I will cum, I will do so big time, but my succeeding climaxes don´t pump the volumes they used to. If this becomes obvious I know she will be disappointed. And even worse, she will try to get what she wants. She will work my cock and balls and even my glands inside to force-induce successive ejaculations, even when I´m depleted. Or, to put it more correctly, she doesn´t show enough patience for a new build-up of my juices: I said it, she goes mad when she can´t have it as she likes it –she certainly lacks a decent mind in that situation.
Initially I´m in handjob-heaven, when she is perfectly edging me for the build-up (hardly keeping her patience), savouring our anticipation of me cumming multiple times. But soon enough follows the tough phase! As she grew insatiable, I had to calm her down the last time, when masturbatory actions tended to become uncomfortable for me. It´s a dilemma and it would grow.
…to be continued!