Cream Pie from my pussy is what a guy gets when he decides to cheat on his girlfriend.
Cream Pie is what my girlfriend Tanya will taste on her man’s breath. Sshe needs to do a better job of keeping her man happy because a couple of times a month he has to come over to my place for good fucking. I don’t know what she’s doing but it’s obviously not enough. Oh well, at least he knows he can always come to me when he needs a real woman to take care of him.
Tanya was doing the closing shift at the bar she works at so he came over for a couple of hours of fun. We got naked and jumped into bed, kissing and touching each other until I just had to have him in me. I pulled him down on top of me and reached down so I could help get him in me and he pushed into me, filling my soaking wet pussy. He groaned and began thrusting in and out of me, making me rub against the sheets. I put my arm over his back, holding him close as I moved with him and let out little cries.
Then I arched my hips up and his dick rubbed over my clit, making it throb until I was fucking him like a little slut. I came hard and my pussy squeezed his hard dick, making him bite my shoulder. His thrusts got shorter then he stopped as he started to cum. When he was done he got out of bed and was about to get dressed when I told him that he wasn’t leaving yet; he had to clean up the mess he’d left behind.
Looking at me and I showed him my cum-filled pussy.
He didn’t seem to like the idea of eating his own Cream Pie and ignored me until I threatened to call Tanya and tell her that her boyfriend had fucked me. She’d believe because I’d seen that little tattoo in a certain spot and how could he explain that to her? So he knew first hand what a big mouth I had and threw his jeans on the floor then got back on the bed. “Good boy make sure you get all of it,” I told him and kept my legs wide open for him as he bent down.
He gave me a small lick and I shoved his head down, holding him there as I teased him. “Come on, I know you’re secretly dying to eat the cream pie you made.” I wiggled his head. Smearing his cum all over him before easing up so he could do the work instead of me. I could feel him breathing hard on the top of my thighs. He tried licking me again, doing a better job of it. His tongue swiped along my pussy and scooped up blobs of cum while the tip of his tongue tickled me.
When it flicked over my clit I shuddered and wanted to go for a second orgasm but knew there wasn’t time. He kept going and my pussy started to throb a bit harder and faster, I was just going to have to take care of this myself.
I looked at the clock and saw that it was getting late. So I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him up.
Wetness shined over his mouth as he looked at me. I wondered if Tanya would be able to smell me or at least the smell of another woman on him. “Better hurry home. Your little girlfriend will be there soon,” I told him and a look of panic filled his face as he realized I’d delayed him just long enough to make it a race against time.