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Creampie Art

  

  

  

It has taken longer than I expected, and yet the reward makes the time spent worthwhile. I have labored and now it is nearly time to taste the fruits.

 

My lover was directed to get on her knees on the bed. In the past, this meant that she would be sodomized, and recently it meant that we would perhaps try a little doggy-style fucking. Today it meant neither. And both.

 

She was surprised when I told her to put her face on the mattress and grab her ankles. I retrieved the plastic cling wrap and bound her hands to her ankles, requiring her to remain in that position. Then I got the core from the roll of fabric that she had set aside. This is like a longer, stronger paper-towel core and we had always intended to use it as a spreader bar, but never had. Until now.

 

I directed her to spread her knees as far apart as comfortable, then wrapped the roll to her legs so as to prevent her from bringing her knees together. She was now in a very stable position, and quite helpless besides. We both like her that way.

 

The one final item was the wiffle ball gag. My lover suffers from a slight phobia of having something in her mouth. But a year of patient and loving work--largely her effort to overcome this fear, bless her, by allowing me to throatfuck her--had paid off. Although slightly disturbed, she still was able to let me put the golfball-sized wiffle ball in her mouth and tie the threaded string behind the back of her head so that she couldn't spit it out.

 

Using the plastic wrap instead of rope did two things. First, it didn't require the time necessary for proper rope work. It was fast and efficient. Second, it suited the avant garde feeling I wanted. Being wrapped in green plastic wrap was unusual, and the camera would love it.

 

Yes, the camera. Now that she was bound and helpless, I set up the camera. It is my digital SLR with the new 85mm f/1.8 lens, perfect for sharp pictures in semi-light. The heavy tripod I use allows longer exposures. In short, my lover was going to be the perfect subject for my newest hobby: erotic art photography.

 

To be honest, she doesn't quite approve of me taking pictures of her. I am not sure if she doesn't trust me to share her face with the world, or if she is modest about her body, but it is probably some of both. However, it is something I want to do, and if I have to immobilize her to do it, well... it is worth it. This time, she didn't complain, perhaps because of the gag in her mouth.

 

Of course, the photography was secondary to making her cum a lot. That's always my main objective with my lover. I adore how she cums, and making the woman I love orgasm is just wonderful. To that end, after I took several test "before" shots, I got to the serious business of her pleasure.

 

I know where she keeps her sextoys, and I found the two that I wanted. One is a Japanese style high-tech toy, the sort where the body wriggles and twists with the addition of a little animal clit-tongue. You can insert the toy deep, and the clit-tongue wriggles against her pleasure nub. My lover apparently likes complicated toys a lot, since she got this one to replace an older version. For today, I was most interested in its girth: it is a rather fat toy.

 

The other toy I wanted was the "ripple stick". This is like a policeman's baton, a large rubber phallus with a handle. However, it also adds deep ripples along the shaft, so that your opening is fluttered when you pump in and out. As an aside, this toy was originally one of mine to use on myself. Its usefulness in anal sex is therefore well known to me.

 

My randy lover keeps the lube next to her bed. Taking it, I approached her loins, intending to violate her right away. However, her pussy was hot and wet, and needed licking. Cursing myself for my weakness, I moved in and slid my tongue into her "camel toe" pussy, splitting her inner lips and the source of her moisture. I slid my tongue in and out, listening to her muffled moans and feeling her fight her restraints. I couldn't tell who enjoyed it more, her or I.

 

Then I slid my tongue up and massaged her anus. Immediately, her moans dropped two octaves to a deep low rumble. She loves having her ass eaten, and I like doing it. In fact, one of the wonderful things about her is that she always is prepared for anal sex. Each time I come over, she is cleaned out and ready to be reamed. As much as her current and previous moans told me how she likes anal sex, her continual preparedness spoke even louder. Who would be constantly prepared for taboo sex if they didn't love it?

 

Finally, my mind overcame my passion, and I went back to Plan A. I squirted some of the lube onto her asshole, and let it drip into her pussy. That certainly warranted a photograph. Then I began pressing the lube into her pussy, just to be sure. When I penetrated her cunt, I found I needn't have bothered lubing her there: she was soaking wet.

 

I worked the fancy toy into her pussy, and set it to hum deeply and to wriggle around. My lover's torso began to flex, as she wanted to fuck it. I like it when she actively pursues a fucking, and gave her what she wanted. Slowly I slid the toy in and out, measuring my tempo because I was going to be doing that for a long time and I didn't want to tire out.

 

Although it was awkward, I used my free hand to slide a finger into her ass. It took all my dexterity and concentration to corkscrew my finger while doing the same with the toy in her canal. I am always amazed to feel how thin the membrane is between her pussy and ass. I could easily feel the toy throbbing and wriggling inside her with the finger in her backside.

 

I soon discovered why she likes the fancy toy: it massages her insides. I think my lover is blessed with an abundance of vaginal nerves. She might even have a gargantuan g-spot. When finger fucking her, I can usually feel a huge bladder swelling inside her, far bigger than the pea-sized gland that books describe the g-spot as being. If I massage this bladder, she becomes orgasmic. I dunno exactly what it is, but we enjoy her having it, and the toy must massage it very well. Soon she was cumming with the toy inside her and my finger sliding in and out. She was off to the races, because further orgasms would come even easier.

 

I let her calm down a little, then squirted lube into her semi-stretched anus. Now it was time for the ripple stick. It is a little larger in diameter than my cock, and far longer. As I inserted it in her, she began shallow breathing as if coping with the stretching and penetration. I loved her enough to keep going, burying it into her anus. As she was now, her asshole was tight enough that the ripple stick stayed inside without me holding it, looking like a ludicrous flesh-colored tail. Time for another picture.

 

Now began the most tedious period: the extended double fucking. Checking the clock, I saw I had fifteen minutes to create two gaping holes. To that end, I slowly pumped in and out of her pussy and ass, sensitive to any changes in her reaction. She came several times, and finally just wilted. She was tired, but wasn't uncomfortable. I added lube as needed, and kept going.

 

The end game happened rather quickly, all things considered. I took many photographs with the toys inside her, then more with both out. I set the self-timer and watched until it was about to take the photograph, then pulled the toys out so that she was gaping open, as much as possible. Her pussy was incredibly wet and pink, and her asshole was a dark wet cave. What fantastic pictures.

 

I removed the wiffle ball gag, and told her she was almost done. She complained a little about being tired, especially her jaw. But she wasn't sore. I smiled, because while I was using her, I didn't want to harm her. I love her, after all. I assured her I would be done just as soon as I came in her ass.

 

I used some creative plastic wrapping to hold the fancy toy in her pussy. Then I pulled out the ripple stick and sank into her ass. I could feel the vibrations clearly from her pussy. I soon got dangerously close to my own orgasm. I delayed it long enough to get some self-timed pictures of my cock in various degrees of penetration.

 

All that time had been spent preparing for now, when I could cum. Now it is time that I used her for my own pleasure.

 

I didn't last long. I had been hard for almost an hour, longing to fuck her sweet ass as I intended. The toy was throbbing deeply inside her, massaging my prick. My lover was now cooing at me, telling me to fuck her hard, cum in her, assfuck her, give it to her deep. Oh wow.

 

I realized that I need to invest in a remote shutter release. I couldn't set the timer to go off when I did, so I missed that decisive moment. Dang. But that was only part of my mind. The other part was focused on cumming in my lover, and out of her too.

 

As I begin to erupt, I pull out so that only my head is inside for the first pleasurable squirt. The first is always the best, and I wanted to do that inside the woman I love. For the others, I pull all the way out and shoot load after load into her gaping hole. I laugh, because there is just so much semen! If you've seen the cover picture of my group, you'll know how much I can give up, and this time it is an even larger load. My lover claims that I am a heavy cummer, and I never thought I was, but there is no denying.

 

I did retain my wits, and rapidly prepared for the final pictures. I remove the dildo from her cunt, just as the fudgepie begins to drip down. I get many great photos of the cum draining out of her ass and down into her gaping pussy. I stage the last pictures, pinching her outer lips shut so that they would be covered in glorious white goo. My lover doesn't want a gangbang, but the staged pictures look like she has enjoyed one.

 

Finally, we are done. I remove the plastic wrap and she collapses onto her side. I lay next to her, holding her as she stretches out her legs. She tells me she hopes I am happy, and I said I am. I'll send her the pictures, but that I am keeping them for an exhibition or a coffee table book. They are art.

 

I also tell her that my next project is "nature pictures." She laughs, and said it'd be a cold day in hell before she lets me take sex pictures of her outdoors. I laugh too, but grab the wiffle ball gag symbolically. Her eyes go wide with understanding, but we kiss like the lovers we are.

 

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