My very first creampie cleanup with my wife
This is the story of the first time I ate [my own] creampie from my wife, who was my girlfriend at the time.
My wife and I have been together since we were teens. I will admit that our sex life has been and continues to be great (for 15 years). And for the most part we have been pretty adventurous in the bedroom with the exception of a MFF experience (her fantasy). We enjoy exploring dom/sub dynamics, where I take the lead as the dominant person and have control over every interaction with her.
We were on our summer vacation, and it was scorching hot. After a full day of activities and unwinding on the beach, we decided to take a shower and relax in bed (thank goodness for air conditioning). My wife and I usually shower together when we’re on holiday, but this time, I went first, and she followed afterward. As I stood up to grab a drink, I turned around and saw her looking at me, standing there completely naked. The look in her eyes was wild, so full of mischief, it still drives me crazy.
Then came off the underwear. I could feel her hot breath all over my dick. The whole thing was driving me crazy.
Then came the sensual kisses on the top of my cock, slowly moving up and down the shaft until her mouth wrapped all around it, giving me what I think was the best blowjob I ever had.
And the entire time, she demanded that I not cum. The teasing continued for for maybe 15 minutes. My moaning grew more intense. It was clear that I wasn’t going to be able to hold it much longer.
All of a sudden, she stopped. She didn’t want me to cum…yet. Moving up my body, she placed her knees to the sides of my head and rested that dripping wet pussy over my mouth. And every time I tried to lick it, she kept pulling it back reminding me that I have to be a good boy to enjoy the treat.
Minutes go by, her swollen pussy above my face, she started to play with her clit. My heart was racing. Getting more dominant, she kept asking if I wanted to taste her wet pussy, to which I replied “yes.”
“Yes, what?!?”
“Yes, ma’am!”
And while saying “good boy”, she lowered her hips to finally give me a taste. I continued with the licking. Her pussy was so sweet and so swollen, I could tell she was enjoying her dominant role. She grabbed my head and kept pushing my face into her pussy, demanding that she feel my tongue deep inside her.
Then, she demanded I stop. My heart still racing.
She started to move down, kissing me, sharing her juices. She then grabbed my cock, guiding it inside her. Bending down, she whispered into my ear: “Only good boys cum. I will tell you when you are allowed to cum.” She then started to ride my dick, reminding me not to cum inside her because I still need to get my “surprise.” Minutes go by. My cock is being teased with her pussy. The dirty talk continues. But I have to be a good boy and not cum.
After what felt like an eternity of holding back, she screamed: “Don’t cum yet!” But I wasn’t able to hold it anymore. A huge load erupted into her pussy but she kept riding me until every drop of sperm was inside her.
Slowing to a stop, she looked at me: “I told you not to fill my pussy with cum! What are we going to do about that?!?” After a few seconds of staring, she moved back up to my head and placed her sweet pussy on my mouth. Then came the command: “A dirty boy cleans up his mess!”
I could feel it, all of that cum leaking into my mouth, as she pushed it out of her. I started licking it like crazy. I wish I could describe it. My cum and her juices, mixed together. It tasted like heaven.
Ten minutes pass and I could tell that she was close to climaxing. She braces herself, then it happened. She had one of her greatest and hardest orgasms. I felt more of my cum gushing out of her and into my mouth.
Catching her breath, she got off and laid down next to me. We started to kiss again.
