Creampie Wishes Ch. 02

Gamely, he swallowed and kept staring at me, eyes wide, drinking it all in. I pointed to my lips and chin, and my wrinkled neck, where a thin trickle of cum had strayed.

"Clean that mess, Timmy," I snapped. "Clean your cum off of me, now!"

He groaned and obeyed, lapping the residue of his curtailed load from my lips, down my chin and nuzzling the thick, wet folds of my sexy old neck, suckling the flesh, tasting himself and getting more into it with every lick, his cock dripping, hard, eager and so ready. I giggled as his tongue worked the sensitive flesh of my neck and traced back up to my mouth, where he kissed me deeply and with a passion he hadn't shown in far too long.

"God, Chrissie, I'm still so fucking horny," he groaned, humping his wet cock against my thigh, leaving a streak of cum.

I pointed to it as I pushed him away. "Get that."

He moaned, leaned down and licked the cum streak from my muscular old thigh. I giggled as the tongue tickled my soft flesh.

"And now, hubby, my turn," I hissed.

I laid him back and sat squarely on his face, taking it deep into the fleshy confines of my big, white ass, taking his breath away. I opened the cheeks and let them slap shut around his face, his nose going right up my asshole, which I'd never done before but it was all coming to me in a blur. I laughed at his struggles beneath me, and continued to facesit him, grinding my pussy on his chin before I tilted up a little, relishing the frantic panting coming from his lips.

"Damn, Chrissie!" he groaned. "I...I couldn't breathe...What's gotten into you?"

"Not enough, not there anyway," I said sternly. "Now, Timmy, I'm going to sit back down on your face and you ARE going to use your tongue on me. In me. My asshole! Do you understand?"

Silence. I was not pleased by that.

"TIM!" I shouted. "You ARE going to eat. My. Asshole!"

"Yes...yes, Chrissie, yes..yes...yes..." he moaned, with increasing compliance.

I snuggled back down on his face, but leaned back against the headboard, absorbing his face back inside my fleshy rump, his mouth at the hole. His tongue darted out, drilling inside my tight rectum, and it felt heavenly. I looked down at his still-stiff dick, bobbing in the air and smiled. Extending my legs now, I cupped his cock in the insteps of my feet, slowly stroking it with the wrinkled, silky flesh. Tim groaned at the footjob, at the sensation and unexpectedness of it. He'd never tongued my asshole before nor had we indulged in foot play. This was a night of firsts on many levels.

"That's it, buddy, that's it," I cooed, slicing my fingers into my pussy and playing with myself, feeling my fluids coat my fingers and run down my pussy to drip into my asshole, where Tim dutifully sucked it all up and hungrily so, his tongue flying in and out of my butt rapidly. "Oh, yeah, baby, that's it, gonna cum baby...gonna cum...and so...are...YOU!"

I came, clenching my asscheeks hard around his sucking face and probing tongue, helped along by feeling Tim's dick thicken in my pumping feet and watching a thick river of cum escape the head, run down the shaft and coat my insteps with a lovely, bubbly sheen. Instantly, I again cut off his flow, this time scissoring his dick head in my very strong feet, strangling it, choking off the rest of his load. He screamed in frustration beneath me, his screams echoing off the moist sides of my gripping butt meat and he tried thrusting his cock to finish what I'd started. I just squeezed harder until his dick turned blue in the clamp of my feet.

I slipped off, careful not to dislodge his load, and spun around to sit on his lap, taking the head of his wet cock into my anal opening. He looked down at it and up at me, blinking, disbelieving.

"We've...never...done..." he stammered.

"I know, I know," I laughed. "And we will, some night, take you all the way into my ass that you've so wonderfully just lubricated with your tongue. But for now, since it's so new, just a little...just enough..."

I inched forward, my cummy feet planted on his chest, slipping them closer to his face, taking just the tip into the virginal entrance of my asshole. He groaned, as did I, as we felt the tight band of anal muscle grip the tip, then slip over it. The first inch, then two, disappeared into my asshole and I stopped just short of it hurting. And just long on it feeling so fucking good I couldn't believe it.

"Holy shit," I moaned. "I never thought it would feel...so fucking...gooooood..."

I pulled back slightly, then forward, back and forth, tip fucking my astounded husband with my savagely tight asshole. Smiling, I pushed my feet to his face, holding them beside his mouth. His frantic eyes darted side to side at the clumps of cum clinging to the insides of each one.

"Eat up, boy," I snarled. "Eat that fucking mess you made on my feet!"

He groaned and turned into a cum-sucking freak, opening his mouth and attaching it to one foot, slurping up the cream there, gulping it down, licking it clean, then twisting his head to the other side and slopping up his mess there, his tongue electric and alive on my nasty old feet. We'd never done foot stuff before and now I was wondering why, it felt so incredible. Some cum has splashed onto my long, meaty toes and Tim sucked each one, cleansing them, running his tongue over and between them.

"You suck so good, baby, like you did my fingers," I moaned, fucking his cock tip with my asshole faster and faster, taking just a little bit more with every few thrusts until he was halfway up my ass. "Like little cocks...you suck my toes like little cocks...you must like it, baby...you wanna suck cock, is that it, are you my little faggot, my little cock-sucking faggot!"

I couldn't believe what I was saying in the heat of the moment, nor could Tim. His eyes were fixed on me, questioning and confused, but he never for a second stopped his relentless toe sucking and cum eating, until every drop was gone.

"Chrissie...I..."

"I what baby I what?" I cooed, clamping my ass ring around his dick tighter, feeling it thicken in pre-cum rigidity. "You my little faggot? Huh? That it?"

"I am...fuck...I am...your...little...FAGGOT!!" he screamed, and I felt the molten heat of his cum scorch my gripping asshole, triggering my own orgasm as one, then two ribbons of cum exploded in my butt.

And then no more as I clamped down brutally hard on the tip, once again cutting off the rest of his load. What he had shot dribbled out of me as I slipped his dick from the tight grip of my asshole, feeling it well up at the entrance. I held my legs up, lifting my feet from his face, spreading wide. Tim stared in disbelief at the cum gob staring at him from his wife's rectum a couple of feet away.

"No, baby, no, no, not that, please not that..." he stammered.

"Fuck yes, Timmy, fuck yes!" I cried out, slithering my way up his chest. "No backing out now, bitch!"

He tried to struggle, but only half-heartedly, making it easy for me to slam my cum-swollen asshole right onto his mouth and roll to my back, capturing his face into the muscular grip of my thighs. I lay on my back now, my asshole quivering, undulating, gushing out his cum right into his mouth, looking down over my tits and belly and bush to his eyes and forehead, the only part of his visible in my crushing headscissors. I locked my calves and squeezed, and felt his cum squirt out of my asshole into his mouth.

"Eat it, eat it all, eat it all right outta my ass, baby, suck it, suck it out, lick it, that's right, you little cum-loving slave, eat ALL your cum!"

I squeezed harder, grinding my hairy wet cunt into his trapped mouth, watching his eyes go wide, feeling his tongue scour my asshole for cum, sucking it out, gobbling it down. I came in the squeeze, from the sheer domination of crushing his head and sense of complete control, force feeding Tim his spunk from my butt. My thighs quivered, shiny with sweat, and slapped at his trapped face in a meaty wave as he cleansed my filthy bottom and I came against his face.

He was nearly out by the time I finished my orgasm, and I giggled, watching his eyes roll over in the sockets before I unlocked my punishing thighs and let him breathe. I rolled him to his back and sat on his belly, leaning forward to lovingly lap the cum from his face, his and mine.

"You've done well, my love, very, very well," I sighed gently, scooping some cum onto my tongue and shooting it into his mouth, which he gobbled down quickly. "Now, your time has come...to cum...the rest of it..."

I slipped back, taking his cock into my pussy, riding him, leaning over his face, kissing him. He thrust up into me and our movement was as one, rhythmic and pure, pounding and gentle all at once. Sex never felt better with him and I smiled down at him, kissing his lips.

I don't know what came over me, but I couldn't help but feel guilty now about Marco, yet so alive, so appreciative of the stud's efforts to please me, efforts now being taken over by the man I had in me, pinned below me as I rode him harder and harder. I smiled, and spoke.

"My little cum-loving faggot, that's what you are, huh?"

"YES YES YES!" he babbled, cupping my big, fleshy ass in his hands.

"You've eaten a lot of your own cum," I continued, milking his cock by tightening my pussy around it. "Want to try...someone else's?"

There it was, out in the open. His eyes went wider. His thrusts stopped.

"What?" he asked in astonishment. "Are you...what???"

"I needed something you couldn't give me, Timmy," I continued, slowly resuming my up and down on his cock. "I needed it..and found it..."

Tim groaned letting me do all the work now, his hands falling to the side.

"What are you saying?" he said breathlessly. "You found...someone???"

"Yes, my love, I did," I said calmly, fucking him just a bit faster, a bit tighter. "But only until you came around...which you have...admirably so."

I fucked him in silence for a moment, watching it all register on his face, a look of confusion and lust consuming him.

"It was a young man, a friend of my friend Beth's," I continued. "And he was good, oh so good, doing whatever I wanted, doing just what you did tonight, but constantly, all at once, every load he shot...and I loved it, dear husband, I loved it so much!"

"Oh, God, Chrissie, oh, God," he moaned, a mix of acceptance and urgency in his voice. "Please..."

"But that's over now, with him, with...with Marco," I groaned, feeling my cunt tingle at the mention of his name, at the recollection of what we'd done. "You've become my little cum-eating slave, so that's done..."

More silence, only the slapping of flesh on flesh filling the void.

"Unless," I hissed, bending to lick Tim's face and bite his ear, nuzzling it, tonguing it. "Unless..."

"Oh God, Chrissie...unless...unless...he...he..."

"He. Joins. Us," I moaned into his ear. "And you. Eat. His. Cum!"

"FFFFFUCK!!" Tim screamed as he unloaded in me.

You'd think by the fifth time of cumming, albeit truncated orgasms, he'd not have much left to give. But as he pounded up into me, hands mauling my meaty white ass, his eyes wide open and staring up into mine, he came like a bull, he came like he had when we first started dating, he came like I'd never, ever feel him cum before. I felt every scorching jet of his hot cum, strand after strand rippling inside me, triggering the biggest orgasm of my life as I rode him. It filled me and then some, and I felt the froth of it build around the base of his cock as it finally started to wilt. I slowed my hips, hunching down, then sitting up, panting. I smiled at him, my hands on my hips as I sat there. And he slowly smiled back, as we both felt his cock wither inside me.

"Wow," he said.

"Wow," I said. "And you're not done yet."

I rode his face, long and hard, holding onto the headboard, pounding my hips forward, back and forth, as Tim's tongue plunged inside me, seeking his seed, sucking it out and swallowing madly as I came in his mouth. I finally dismounted long, splendid moments later and lay next to him, unspeaking, my head on his chest, my thigh up and over his shrunken cock.

"Well now, that went well," I giggled, turning up to kiss his smiling face.

"It certainly did," he sighed. "Must thank your friend Beth, I guess. You know, I always thought she was a little weird..."

"You're right, she is," I laughed. "But in a good way."

"And I guess it's safe to say this now," he added. "She's pretty hot..."

"Touche, Timmy, touché," I laughed.

We lay in a post-orgasm coma for long minutes. Then my cell rang. I grabbed it and smiled. It was Beth.

"Hey honey...oh yeah, it went great, really great, better than great," I said with a sigh. "Tim? He's right here! Yes, I told him all about...well, everything..no shit, everything!"

"Get the fuck out!" Beth roared into the phone. "Seriously? Everything? Marco everything, THAT everything?"

"Yup," I laughed. "Marco everything.

Tim laughed and grabbed the phone.

"Beth? Tim," he said. "Listen, thank you for your...well, help, with Beth and this..well, MY problem...whatever you did...it was great..."

"Seriously?" I heard Beth answer. "Well, always glad to help...and hell, Tim, you ARE pretty sexy, ya know..."

I laughed and snatched the phone back.

"Never mind you two!" I smiled. "Yeah, babes, thanks...oh, and one more thing..."

I looked at Tim, who sat up, hands behind his head, beaming at me, his face sticky with our fluids.

"Is Marco bi, by any chance?" I asked.

"HA!" Beth laughed. "Oh yeah, baby, he does anything I tell him to do, and bi would be one...under the right conditions..."

"Oh really," I said. "And what would those conditions be?"

"A foursome, babe, me, Marco, you and that little cum-eating hubby of yours!" she laughed.

Tim heard it. And smiled. And gave me a double thumbs-up. His cock was sticking straight up again.

"Let's talk soon, baby," I said to Beth, eyeing Timmy's stiff prick.. "Right now, uh, something's come up."

I hung up, lay down and started stroking Tim's dick right into a lovely new way of life...