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TIFU by asking for a Snowball

This legit happened about 20 minutes ago, still reeling, throwaway for the same old reasons.

Me and my partner have been together for well over a decade and while we aren't as young and constantly horny anymore, we definitely enjoy making sex worthwhile for each other. We have a couple of kids now, toddler age and infant age, which makes sex tricky to plan but when the mood strikes we do a lot to make sure the kids are in a proper nighttime deep sleep before we sneak away and get our funk on.

Since we had kids our communication and openness about our needs improved tenfold, no longer are we "you like this, so I'll just do this" and now we are "I've fantasized about this, could we try that?"

So for years and years I've always fantasised about eating my own lovejuice after finishing; from her vagina after sex, from her body after finishing on her, or getting a snowball kiss after she goes down on me. I would get really turned on by the idea of it during sex just to immediately change my mind post-nut. I've even considered over the years just masturbating into a cup to drink just to experience the taste. This has been a strong fantasy since I was a teenager and saw some "creampie" videos, so for the longest time I never told my partner until - like I mentioned - we had kids and we started communicating properly.

Tonight, however, kids are down, the scene is set, and we start getting our frisky on. I go down on her, she comes. I ask her to go down on me, she obliges, and I say "when I finish, kiss me with it". She asked me "are you sure? you won't get post-regret?" and I say I'm sure. If it were a movie this is where the freeze frame would take place with the narrator saying "he wasn't!"

So she heads down and gives the best performance she's ever given and is looking me in the eyes the whole time with an unbreakable sultry gaze, playing with the boys so they're not feeling left out, and as soon as I come I get that familiar post-nut clarity and don't really want to but when she looks at me with a "Hmm?" sound I nod and we move in for the kiss, but as soon as some passes into my mouth she backs away and scrambles for something to spit the rest into and I scramble around looking for a glass of water to wash away the taste. She tells me "it was fine, and if I just swallow it's okay, but holding it in my mouth was like having raw egg white and I nearly threw up!"

I confirm that I, too, did not enjoy that at all and very nearly threw up when she said she was close to that. Long term fantasy is finally a reality, and it was not what I thought it would be - I am reminded of the guy who really wanted to try eating shit and noped out as soon as he saw it coming out of her ass.

TL;DR - Asked for a taste of my own medicine, nearly made us both sick.

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