December 7, 2007
Creampie House, Part 6
“You’re driving me crazy,” she breathed, smiling.
“You’re soaking my nuts,” I countered. With her on top, her juices were draining over my balls and getting them quite wet.
“Well, I can stop that,” she giggled. Gripping my neck tightly, she rolled over onto her side, and I continued until I was on top of her. She was right; with me on top her juices would not drip onto me anymore!
“You’re so clever,” I laughed. I gave her a couple long strokes, then pulled our and slid down to tongue her pussy. “You are so open too,” I said before swirling my tongue around her opening. Then I slid up and kissed her some more as I sank in to my balls once more.
I fucked her deep and firm for a while, pausing to drink her syrup whenever I got dangerously close to cumming. It was just a matter of time though. Having such a beautiful girl reacting so nicely on my cock was a huge turn on. In conversations and relationships, looks don’t matter too much. In a fuck session, they definitely do.
I started telling her how close I was to filling her and how I was going to slurp out the cream. She encouraged me, telling me how hot she thought it was. We were goading each other closer to orgasm, but I reached it first.
It was the kind of cum that made my toes curl. I shoved in so deep that her vulva was mashed, and shot a huge squirt. I pulled out and shoved back in, like a flash, squirting again. Then again. I felt her get all sloppy inside, but still I jerked in and out, almost reflexively. It was a great, awesome, fan-fucking-tastic orgasm.
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I shook with the release, and listened to her cooing encouragement. The thought that she might be so damn close to her own orgasm stirred me to action. I frenched her deeply until I felt her moans on my tonsils and I was totally flaccid, then slid down to lap at her oozing cunt.
It was like I had described to her. Her pussy was puffy, red, raw, inflamed. It was still open, and I could see thick jism in her tunnel. It was the sort of creampie writers like me wax poetic about. And it was mine to consume! I dove in, reveling in the smell, taste, texture, temperature of her cum-filled pussy. To say it was the best creampie I’d ever eaten would be to understate it.
And her reaction! She immediately began to undulate her hips against my mouth, bumping her clitoris over my mustache. Amy started to whine a little, telling me how close she was. Although it would ruin the creampie for me, I thought she might need more than my mouth could give. I shoved two fingers into her pink flesh, pumping the stickiness while I sucked hard at her clit.
I could almost feel the rush of air as she sucked it in, then came in an intense orgasm. I continued to suck and pump her pussy while she came, her back arching off the damn bed! I could see her hands gripping the sheets while her feet sought traction. It was very exciting to be part of this intensity!
When she was done, I went back and cleaned her some more until she stopped draining cum. It was way past dark by then. We talked about the experience like lovers (not sex partners), and fucked again after a nude romp in the night surf. We may have only had one night together, but we made it last ’til the morning.
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