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Luckily, the pot on the table was a big one. I wanted to be a kinky little bitch and picked up the pot from the table. I trailed fresh cream down myself, playing with the streams as I did it, smearing my tits and my pussy.
Julian watched like I was a performer, totally absorbed as I writhed and rubbed. And then he responded, lowering his head to my tits, mouth open wide. His tongue was bliss. He worked paths slowly around my skin, lapping like a dream, down and down and down. I didn’t even want to picture what a mess my pussy must be, or what it would taste like, but he didn’t hold back. He drove me wild, splaying and sucking, teasing me until I was moaning, but I wanted to feel his cock in me. Ineededhis cock.
I felt like such a needy whore as I begged him to fuck me.Please. Please. Please, Julian. Please!
He smirked at first as he shook his head to deny me, kissing more messy cream down my thigh and nibbling and biting my love bite bruises.
Please!I begged again, and my heart leapt as he got to his feet, but no. It was his turn to be coated with the cream next. His dick was raging hard as he poured the last of the cream all over him, from his stomach, down over the length of his cock to his balls. His cock looked like a sweet, dirty, wet lollipop and I was hungry for it. He presented himself to my mouth and I did my best to lick up every single bit, not wanting to waste a drop. My best wasn’t quite good enough, though. Cream dribbled down my chin, making me giggle as I smiled up at him through my cream smeared glasses. My giggle only spurred him on. He took hold of my splatted hair and worked his cock to the back of my throat, fucking my face with that dirty lolly like he wanted to choke me on it. I gagged and I spluttered and cream went everywhere but I loved every single second of it, moaning like a bitch in heat.
I groaned in protest as he pulled himself free.
“Shh,” he said, and I did as I was told. “Time to take it.”
With that, he rolled me over onto my front and positioned himself behind me. He was still slick with cream as he pinned me down, his chest to my back as he kicked my ankles wide.
He didn’t give me any warning. No warmup required.
We moaned in sync as he pushed his cock all the way inside my messy pussy. He took my hair in his fist and lapped at my ear, breathing hard.
“You like thick, white cream in your cunt, don’t you?” he whispered, and I nodded, my scalp tight as he kept my hair fisted.
“I loveyourthick, white cream in my cunt.”
My reply spurred him on. His thrusts were fierce and strong, balls slapping cream as he fucked me. I took it all. He turned my face to the side and I kissed him as he pounded. I didn’t give a shit about how filthy his mouth was, or how he tasted, or the squelchy sounds my pussy was making as he fucked me. I didn’t give a shit about anything but him. The world was just us. Us and dirty, thick cream…
Julian knew how to play me. He tilted himself to put pressure on the spot inside that always drove me mad. I hadn’t even known that spot existed until he’d shown it to me, but now I was obsessed. He circled as he slammed and I felt the pleasure build. I was gasping against his mouth, sliding against the tabletop back and forth until the pressure became too much, and I started to buck back at him.
I was feral. A dirty bitch who was nothing like the girl who’d gently played with her clit in the dark through her teens. Julian had converted me to his ways, and there was nothing I wouldn’t do now. Nothing I wouldn’t show him. His wish was my command.
He fucked me until I was done and at my peak, crying out and bucking. He worked me until I was a panting wreck in the aftermath, and then it was his turn…
He rubbed his wet dick against my asshole before I was ready for it, but I didn’t give a fuck, I urged him on. I must have looked like pure filth as he stood tall and spread my ass cheeks wide for a better view. I made sure I moved against him in just the way he liked it, propping myself on my elbows and staring back at him like he was a god.
I felt like a demonic little angel, spurred on by his kinks.
He pushed his creamy thumb into my ass and I moaned for him, a slutty moan that came from somewhere deep and I loved it.
“Good girl,” he said, then scooped up cream with his fingers, making sure he showed me – three fingers thick with cream.
Our gazes locked and the pleasure on his face as he pushed those fingers into my ass had me moaning again.
“You like that, princess?”
I did. But I knew what he really wanted.
I looked at him through my cream splattered glasses. “I love it,” I said, “but I’d love your creamy cock more.”
His grin said it all. I dipped my head and gritted my teeth as he pulled his fingers free and positioned himself.
Turns out thick cream makes for good lube. He was so slick, his cock stretched me and he went all the way deep in one long thrust.
“Fuck,” he said.
“Fuck me,” I replied without thinking.
“My pleasure,” he said and used my ass like a savage until he gave me cream of his own. He tipped his head back, and gritted his teeth, grunting over and over in the way I loved. I was grinning wide as I watched him, clenching my ass as tight as I could, not wanting to miss a single drop.
He collapsed when he’d finished, his weight heavy on me, and luckily the table stayed steady. I laughed in the aftermath, high on sensations, and he laughed along with me.
