Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Creampies And Cuckoldry: 2

"Hey, save some for me." She reached down and took my cum covered face in her hands and drew me up to her. We kissed, passing cum back and forth to each other. When we shared it all, I went down on her again to get any that might have been left and we kissed some more.

"John, that was incredible! When you dove into my fucked pussy... wow! I've never been so turned on in my life!"

"Neither have I. I can't believe I've been missing that all these years." I wasn't lying. I had my first cream pie and I was hooked. We talked some more about it as she stroked my re-hardened cock.

"Fuck me again, this time from behind." She turned over and presented her heart- shaped ass to me. I couldn't get in her fast enough. With the lingering taste of cum in my mouth, I grabbed her hips and fucked her.

"Do you like fucking my sloppy cunt?"

"Yes!"

"You liked cleaning me up, didn't you? You liked slurping cum out of my well fucked pussy!"

"Yes! Yes!" I thought my brain was going to pop hearing her talk like that. I knew I wasn't far from cumming again, and I told her.

over her shoulder. Her eyes smoldered with lust, and she lowered her voice, sounding like mother trying to bribe a child with a cookie, "You want to do that, don't you John? You want to suck

only a matter of minutes. We collapsed, panting, too spent to move. After several minutes, she rolled over on her back and crooked a knee. She ran her hands

it on my lips. "A deals a deal." When she winked at me, I

that our sexual life

went on, however, it seemed as if we were in the mood more an more often. Eventually, it was the rare occasion when I wouldn't clean her up afterward. Eating my cum from Jennifer became another way to show her how much I loved her. I feel she appreciated it, and I came to enjoy

her that I wanted- desired-to clean her up after sex. Sometimes I'd share a cum kiss with her, others I'd just lap her up. But always I felt a deep connection with her, with us. Most of

fantasizing about Jennifer with another man was powerful for me. The jealous energy those thoughts generated made my head spin.

be so jealous,"

lose it with that, filling her with blast after blast of cum. When I'd finally pull out of her, she'd get a devilish look in her eyes and say, "John, will you do me a favor? Clean my lover's cum from me." Then she'd spread her legs and pull her puffy pussy lips apart. Just imagining that it

of marriage. By that time we'd been together for nearly six years, and fallen into a bit of a rut. Although sex with Jennifer still excited me to no end, our frequency and intensity had waned. We'd kept things spicy with fantasies and other fun diversions. One such diversion was our foray into mild exhibitionism-or rather Jennifer's foray into mild exhibitionism. She liked to dress slutty for me, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. We'd kept this activity within the confines of our home. During one particular fuck session, Jennifer dressed in a pair of very tight jeans, emphasizing her curvy hips and heart shaped ass. She also wore a t-shirt that was two sizes too small and VERY sheer. It's low cut neckline displayed her freckled chest and impressive cleavage. She didn't wear a bra with it, and I could clearly see her dark areolas. The more I drooled over her, the harder her nipples got. She pranced around our bedroom, showing off. She may have even enjoyed it more than I did. She couldn't help but feel a sense of power

that for me?" she said as she rubbed my cock, bending over so that her tits spilled forward. "I bet you'd like to see me

a big reason for my hard-on. Just thinking

she blindsided me. "Get dressed. We're going