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Creampie Strap-On

  

  

  

"Uh... Uh... Uh...", I moaned, uttering the sound every second or so in a steady unbroken rhythm. That was how long it took Vanessa to pull the fat dildo out of my ass and to ram it home again. I looked up at her, my ankles over her shoulders and her eyes gleaming, and felt so much love.

 

Vanessa was reaming me for my sake. It was a gift. I merely had to lay there and enjoy, my palms at my side flat on the mattress. I was being passive in this fucking, deliciously so. Her hips were the ones slapping against the back of my thighs and lower buttocks. Her back was the muscle driving the thick long tool home again and again. Her forehead was the one covered with perspiration.

 

I closed my eyes, knowing that I would cum too soon if I continued to note the details. Even so, I could see her breasts swaying ponderously (and quivering as her hips struck me). I could see her hair swinging back and forth in contrapose rhythm. I could see her dangling earrings almost hitting my legs. But most of all, I could see her sweet knowing smile. She knew she was sending me to heaven, getting me closer with every thrust. She knew she was in charge of my pleasure and was gladly assuming the role.

 

Suddenly, she started to slow down. My eyes popped open, my very soul demanding that she continue. Why was she stopping? I was soooo close.

 

"I have a surprise," she said. Oh? She pulled the strap-on dildo out of me, and I swear I could see it steaming. Walking to her overnight bag, she opened it and pulled out another dildo.

 

"Ohmygod," I moaned. Where our normal dildo was fat (1.5" across) and long (9"), it was also smooth. This new toy... wow.

 

"Like it?" she asked. I couldn't speak, watching her pull the old dildo off the harness and replacing it with the new. "It's called the Jeff Stryker. It is supposedly named after the guy who they took the impression from. Big isn't it?"

 

Big isn't quite the right word. Impossibly huge was more like it. It was at least 2.5" across and 12" long. It also had big heavy balls and thick veins. If I weren't in such lust, I would have felt shamed at my own normal size.

 

"I'm gonna fuck you with this. But." She left the conjunction out there, dangling. I loved how she said "fuck"... so earthy and vulgar. It turned me on to hear her hiss it out of her pretty mouth. The "But" worried me though.

 

"But?" I prompted.

 

Vanessa smiled that sweet smile again, albeit with a tad of malice. "But," she continued, "first you are going to cum in me and suck your cum out until I orgasm all over your mouth. When I cum enough, I'll give you the orgasm you really want. And you will be able to last a long time after your own orgasm."

 

During the explanation, she was unbuckling the heavy harness she wore. I saw again her pretty pussy, wet with desire and with lips begging to be chewed. I knew her pussy would milk my cum from me. And knowing that I would be eating that same cum was exciting. Almost too exciting.

 

She came to the bed and laid next to me. Her face was framed by her hair, glowing from the backlit afternoon sun in the window. She looked like an angel. She brought her lips to mine, kissing me oh-so-sweetly. Our hands explored each other, my fingers finding her nipples, and hers mine. As I grimaced in the glorious pain of her hard pinching, my hand trailed down to cup her pussy. When my finger dipped between her lips, I found my whole hand covered by the torrent of juice that rained out.

 

I didn't want to hurry her, because I love the pleasure after nipple pain. But she brought her leg over mine and mounted me. During these sessions, she made sure my place was on the bottom. She would control the tempo. She would control the action. She would control me, and we both liked it that way.

 

She sank onto me in a single gliding movement. Then she tilted forward and ground her clit against my bald pubes. Her wetness felt incredible against my bare skin. Her pussy sucked at me, milking me.

 

Her mouth said, "cum in me."

 

Since I had so recently been sodomized and brought to the brink of orgasm, I did just that.

 

As I tried to suck in the air my body required during orgasm, she brought her mouth over mine. In my paralysis of ecstasy, she probed my mouth with her tongue, taunting me, urging my orgasm to continue. I saw stars.

 

And yet, it had barely finished when she pulled off me, clamping her hand over her hole to keep my semen in. With a well-practiced movement, she moved forward and positioned her pussy above my stunned mouth. She removed her hand and began to drain my cum onto my lips. I was still a bit stunned, so much smeared onto my face. But I roused myself and craned my neck up to begin licking at her flowing pussy.

 

She settled down, wriggling her hips to smear the cum I had missed over my face. I explored her in the way she loves, focusing first on eating the goo from her. My tongue dug deep, and I began to moan despite myself. Hearing me so aroused while "servicing" Vanessa arouses her in turn. Her increased wetness made the creampie flow out in a drippy sticky stream. Mmmmmm!

 

As her arousal increased, my tongue began to feel her clit become really pronounced. It was easy and rewarding to flick it with my tongue and lips, feeling her shake and listening to her growls. And, happily, she started grinding her flowing puss against my willing and eager mouth.

 

Her pussy lips formed a suction against my face, sucking me in. I loved the wetness of them, and the heat they emitted. Had she not been humping my mouth, I would have pulled them with my mouth and suckled at them. Instead, I tilted my face so that they fell against my chin as I began to nurse directly at her clit.

 

That was it! She began to almost yell "oh oh oh" and sat heavily on my face. Her pussy contracted against my chin, soaking my lower face and neck. Her fingers wrapped into my hair and pulled me tight against her. It was gloriously hot and rewarding, knowing that I had made her cum.

 

She started to slow down, but I sensed she was in her "cum many times" mood. Accordingly, I began to lap and suck at her hole, ignoring her clit. In just a couple minutes, she started moaning again, and I used that as a signal to suck again at her love bud. Ten minutes after her first orgasm, she had her second. It was longer and more sustained, and she rolled off me to breathe.

 

She started to kiss me again, delighting in my sticky face. She loves to see the tangible proof of my love of oral sex. My soaked mustache became a focus of her attention, and her tender gaze filled me with warmth. And yet... and yet I kept thinking of that big fat Jeff Stryker dildo and how to earn its use.

 

I began to beg. I begged for the nastiest thing I could, the thing that turned her on most. "Please let me eat your ass.... let me. I want to. Please?" She loved to hear me beg for it, and had been known to almost cum just from my earnest begging. But, it was an act that we reserved for our horniest meetings. A meeting like this one.

 

We began a dialog.

 

"Do you really want to lick my asshole?"

 

"Oh PLEASE, let me lick it."

 

"How do you want to do it?"

 

"I want to push my tongue in and out, and so deep that you can squeeze my tongue...."

 

In the end, she squatted above my mouth, letting me spread her asscheeks and bury my tongue in her rear. It was so exciting to feel her responding to my stimulation. I felt her tensing and tensing, rocking back and forth on my mouth. Her acrid taste reinforced the taboo aspect, making me even hornier. She came like this, her fingers rubbing her clit and mound while I almost literally ate her ass.

 

After she came, she laid next to me, her face buried sleepily in my neck. I laid there, excruciatingly horny, anticipating the denouement like a child anticipates the morning on Christmas Eve. My excitement grew as she laid there, recharging her batteries. Her fingers began to lazily trace over my body, feeling the various pools of liquids and dried former-liquids.

 

She was especially interested in the puddle of precum in my stomach. I felt I had been dripping all day. She scooped a fingernail full of the viscous liquid, and fed it to me, then another. She called me little pet names like "cumeater" and "goo boy" while feeding me, all the time purposely avoiding my cock. I wouldn't be touched until the end... to do so was to risk an unintended orgasm; I was that excited by then.

 

Finally, she stood and put the harness back on. She hefted her new dick, surprised at the weight of it. She teased me, making me beg for it. It was mildly humiliating to beg to be assfucked, but my horny mind didn't even register that emotion. I *wanted* her to fuck me with Jeff Stryker's dick, and I did not mind in the least telling her that.

 

Still, when it was time, I wondered if it wasn't too large. Unlike our recent sessions, she made extra sure to lube me up. I groaned as she spread a nice dollop of grease on my opening and then inside me. She spent a minute, pumping and corkscrewing her fingers in and out, telling me how open I was getting. Damn, Vanessa sure knew how to push my hot buttons.

 

It was time. She planted her feet firmly, and asked me to bring my knees to my chest. Then she put that impossibly fat cockhead at my opening and pushed. She pushed harder, listening to me grunt and groan as I felt myself being opened and opened wide. Wider still, until I felt it begin to slip in. Cautiously, she backed out, then pressed forward again. It was frustrating to have myself forced open, only to have it removed immediately. I knew it was for my benefit, but I began to anticipate the pleasure of being filled.

 

When that pleasure came, it was almost more than I could take. On and on it went, my insides being displaced as she inserted her cock in me. She was gentle, gauging my reactions and giving me all I could handle, then backing off a little. She was not able to push it all in, but left an inch or so out. Then she slowly removed it, added more lube, and pushed in again.

 

Her slow steady fucking made me whimper. With need, with intense pleasure. When she built up speed an eternity later, I began to lose control, cursing with desire and pleasure. She picked up the tempo until she found that "oh oh oh" speed of before. With the size of the monster she was moving, the effort was much greater... and infinitely more pleasurable.

 

All good things must come to an end. Mine came with a spray of cum. She was tired, but determined to give me the orgasm I deserved. She pulled out, and added a bit more lube, but then put some in her palm. This time, she pushed in deep and bunny fucked me shallow and fast. Her hand gripped my cock, jacking me in time with her thrusts. I felt my orgasm begin in my ass, like the most intense ones do. My whole lower half spasmed, cumming in a massive muscular contraction. With the dildo buried deep, my anus was able to grip and squeeze against something... a sensation barely describable but amazingly intense.

 

Vanessa's free hand found my balls and squeezed them, urging them to empty. My first spurt crossed my chest, splashing my neck. The next two dozen were each less intense. By the time she stopped, I was covered with cum. And I was almost unconscious.

 

Unstrapping her harness, she left the monster in me. She kissed my lips and then began the process of licking my cum off my sweat-soaked body. I smiled a contented smile, understanding again that I wasn't the only cumeater in the bed.

 

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