Wife Maes Me Eat Creampie

When I finally opened up to my wife about me cum eating fantasies, she acknowledged and welcomed it. If I asked her to make me do it, drink my own cum, she would. But I still found it hard to ask. I secretly wanted her to make me do it, and decide how I would do it.

On our anniversary, I surprised her with a custom Tarot deck I created. The cards depicted various ways of drinking cum. Snowballing, creampie eating, cumming in a glass, self facial, licking her fingers clean. Other cards depicted accessories. Bondage, blindfold, porn, vibrator, weed.

I proposed that every new moon, we have a Tarot session. We could either pick out cards randomly, or we could select them to create a scenario. But either way, once a month, we'd indulge in my kink.

This is the story of one time my wife presented me with a scenario. These are the cards she had picked for me, and this is what she made me do. All this actually happened.

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The cards.

Three cards : The Offering - The Edge - Porn

I walk into our bedroom after my shower. My wife is laying in bed, legs spread wide open, wearing a crotchless piece of lingerie I bought her a while back. She's fingering herself. Next to her, on the nightable, there's my laptop, and three of our custom tarot cards, face down.

She orders : 'Open your laptop'.

I'm nervous. What is this about? I sit next to her and opened it. Oh fuck. She had found it. My secret folder, right there, full of thumbnails.

'I stumbled upon this by accident', she says.

I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. She turns to me, asks:

'Look at these. Do you recognize them?'

I did.

'I found those in your secret folder. What are they?'. She's being falsely naive.

I want to answer 'It's creampie porn, cum porn', but instead, I simply say, intentionally vague: 'naked women'. I know exactly what this is about. She was doing it. She was going to do it. This was happening. We were going to make it real.

'Oh is that it? Is that all it is? Naked women?, she pushes on. 'I think there's more to it than that. This entire folder, it's full of pussies. Am I seing that right?'

'Yes, pussies'.

'But there's something else.What do they have in common?'

'They're... full of cum'.

She looks at them, attentively, then at me. She smiles and kisses me. She backs away slightly, eyes on me.

'Yes they are. Full. Of. Cum. Now, why do you think that is? Why are they full of cum? How on earth does that happen?', she snarks.

'They've been fucked', I reply.

'It would appear so. They've been fucked, and their husbands did not pull out, did they? These wives were fucked to completion. To sloppy, messy completion. So naughty. Poor little things, all full, dripping of warm cum. Which got me wondering, what on earth were such dirty photos doing on your computer? What desires to they stir up in you?'

'I... they...' The moment was real, but somehow, I couldn't find the words. Well, I could. I knew exactly what they did to me, what I'd do to them. But I wasn't able to actually go ahead and say it.

'Oh, are you shy? Don't worry, I'm your wife, you can tell me everything. You can tell me what you'd like to do with those pussies'.

'You know.' My voice is weak.

She finds this fuax-shyness endearing. She feels more in control. She presses on:

'No, I don't know. I have no idea why my husband, my cumslut husband - she smiles at me - had pictures and videos of pussies that have been fucked full of cum.'

'What I found strange, she pressed on, is that these photos were all in a folder called 'creampies''.

I had never heard her say this word. Hearing it come out of her mouth is so incredibly arousing.

'Creampies. I had never seen that word used this way before. What a strange way to call a freshly fucked pussy. Do you feel that's an appropriate term? Does it describe it adequately?'

'It does'.

'Oh, really? But honey, pies, they're for eating'. She gives me one the sexiest looks she's ever given me.

I'm fully erect, throbbing. 'I know'.

'Oh but my love, those aren't actual pies. They're messy, sloppy cumfilled pussies. They've been fucked by their husbands and have been filled with warm, salty, milky cum. Such a mess, a wet, sloppy, dirty, cummy mess. Do you mean you'd like to eat these cumfilled pussies?

I hesitate, but play along. 'Yes, I would'.

Her hand slides under the sheets and touches my engorged, radiating cock. Again, a look, naughty, complicit. She knows. She felt, in her hand, the very concrete manifestation of her power.

Still holding my cock, she kisses me deeply.

She flips the first card. The Offering.

'Oh, very interesting. Do you see the woman holding a man's head between her spread open legs? He's worshiping her. But this is a circular card. Give and receive. The man offers his manhood, his seed, his cum. Her wet womanhood is longing for this offering. A temple demanding to be filled. But she also gives back. We see her offering her soiled, her messy, creamy womanhood. She's offering him a creampie.'

Her hand is holding my throbbing cock.

She looks at me: 'What do you think of this card, The Offering? Would you let me give you a creampie?'

'I like it very much. I'd worship your offering. My devotion would be absolute'.

'Good. I will be expecting nothing less than thorough devotion.'

She flips the second card. The Edge.

'Oh. Interesting. We see a sphere rolling along a narrow path. Moving forward without falling on either side. It grows bigger as it teeters without ever falling. It's edging along, one might say. Edging. How would you interpret this card? What does edging mean to you?'

I explain what edging means in sex. Stroking to the brink of orgasm, but holding back at the last instant.

'That's right. Stimulation and denial. And the ball grows bigger. The load grows bigger. You like edging, don't you?'

'Yes'.

'You like knowing that you'll cum a lot.'

'I do.'

'Have you ever edged for me? Have you ever willfully edged and then have me suck you off to completion?'

'No. I wouldn't.'

'Why not? You don't think I'm enough of a cumslut? You don't think I could take it? You don't think I'd enjoy it?'

'I don't... I don't know'.

'Have you ever edged before watching a CEI clip? Have you ever edged before flipping your legs over your head like I caught you doing the other night? Before cumming in your own mouth?'

'I have'.

'Why do you edge when you know you'll be cumming in your own mouth? Don't you know that your load is going to be big, thick and creamy if you edge?'

'That's the point.'

'That's right. That's the point of this card. The Edge. Don't you think it goes well with The Offering? Judging by how hard you are, I think you do. When's the last time you came?'

'Last week, when we had sex'.

'Last week! Seven days ago! Your balls must be full'.

'They are. Especially since I knew we were having our little... ritual tonight. I've been thinking about it all week. Wondering what the cards would say'.

'What a naughty husband you are. My husband is secretly a cumslut. You're going to regret your anticipation. With all the edging I'm going to make you endure tonight. I'm going to make sure you have a very big, creamy seven-day load built up. You're in for quite a treat it seems'.

'Oh fuck'

'Oh fuck is right. My pussy is going to be a complete mess'.

She then turns the third card. 'Porn'.

'We've never picked this one, but I know it's something you'd like. You like porn, don't you?'

'I suppose I do.'

'It helps you edge, it helps you get in that cum eating mood, doesn't it. Seeing all that cum, those women, those men eating it. You probably wish you were them'.

I'm blushing. She's right.

'So we're going to get you in the mood' she continues. 'Because tonight, you're going to be one of them, and I want you to do a good job for the camera'.

We're going to make porn. Cum porn.

'I'm going to set up a camera. And I'm going to record this entire session. And when I finally let you cum, I'll want you to show to the camera how eager of a cumslut you are. I'm not going to make you do it. I'm not going to force you. I'm going to expect you to understand the deal. I'm going to expect appreciation for my offering. And I'll be the one wearing the blindfold. I won't see a thing. I'm going to edge you, blindfolded. You're then going to fuck me. Slowly. Deliberately. I'll want to be kissed. I'll want to be loved. I'll want to be desired. I'll want to be filled. I'll spread my legs wide open for you. And you'll cum deep in me. You'll continue thrusting after you've cum. You'll make it sloppy. A sloppy creampie. You'll take a picture of your wife's creampie. Then, you know what to do. I'll be shocked when my husband's mouth reaches my soiled womanhood. I'll grab your head and beg you to clean me up. I'll beg you to eat my creampie.'

She tells me to relax. I hear her walking around our bedroom. She's setting up a camera. feel her hair, her breasts slowly go down my chest. Her breath. Her mouth. My throbbing erection. It feels irrigated, warm, throbbing, alive. Licking it, all the way from the base to the head. She does something she has never done. She's whispering, talking to it while kissing it sloppily.

'You know what you're about to do, don't you?' Kissing, licking. 'You know what I'm going to make you do. I'm going to make you cum. You've been wanting this for a while. A whole week I've made you wait. The wait is almost over. You're going to make love to me, to completion, make your wife all sloppy. And you know what's going to happen next, right. My husband is going to go down on me and clean it all up. All that cum. Now, I feel a little cruel tonight. I really want a big mess for him to clean up. I want you to give me something nice for my husband. Something he's been wanting for a long time. Something I'm looking forward to give him. A fresh, sloppy creampie. What do you say we torture him a little, and keep on building that load. Let me get you good and ready. Let's make sure we give him a real big fucking mess.'

She's slowly sucking me. Kissing my cock. Teasing it. In the background, I hear a couple, they're fucking.

You know what I'm doing right?'

Had I died and gone to heaven?

'Is this for real?' I beg.

'This is real, love. I'm edging you with porn in the background, building a big load of cum. I'm going to offer you a messy, naughty creampie. And you're going to eat it all up, clean me thoroughly won't you?'

'I promise'.

Then, she takes me completely off guard.

'Since we're in a cum porn kind of mood, I have a few questions. I saw your collection, but I didn't actually watch any of the clips. I didn't want to invade your privacy. But I was thinking maybe you could describe a few of them to me. Could you do that?'

'I'll try.'

My cock is glistening with her saliva. She's holding it in her hand, blindfolded.

'You have a clip called 'Dirty talking wife begs for creampie'. What is that clip about?'

As I begin to answer, she proceeds with her edging. Mouth, tongue, hands.

'It's a husband and a wife. Their fucking missionary on their bed. And he's going to cum in her.'

'Does she talk? The title says 'Dirty talking wife'. What does she say, how does she beg?'

'She tells him that she wants his cum in her. She says ''Oh god, I want your cum. Please fill me up. Please. Creampie my pussy. Creampie me. I want to be full of cum'.

'Do you like it, that she begs for his cum?'

'Very much.'

'What else do you like about this video?'

'I like that she's wearing stockings and heels. That she's spread wide open. And we can hear how wet she is. And I like that she knows that the whole point of this video is the creampie'.

'Would you like me to beg you to creampie my pussy? Would you like me to use that word, 'creampie''

'Yes. I find the word 'creampie' so arrousing'.

'Will you creampie me tonight?'

'I will.'

'Oh yes you will. Which brings me to this other video I found: 'Husband cleans up own creampie'. What happens in this one?'

'In this video, we see him fucking her. And the whole time, we know how it's going to end, with a creampie, and an oral cleanup. That's what makes it exciting. We can feel the tension rising. I can imagine the exact state of mind he's in.'

'Does she say anything? Is she a 'dirty talking wife'?'

'Oh yes, she is. But she doesn't beg. She asks her husband If he's going to cum in her. 'Are you going to cum in me', she asks. 'Are you going to make a big mess? Are you going to creeampie my pussy?'

'I bet he does'.

'He does'.

'And then what?'

'He cums deep in her. And as he's cumming, she says 'Oh my god, I feel it, it's so warm. Oh my god, it's so much. So much cum'. Then he pulls out. His cock is glistening with cum. 'I can feel it, it's dripping out everywhere. Are you going to clean me up?'

'Does he? Does he clean her up?'

'He does.'

'And that's why you downloaded it, isn't it?'

'It is'.

'You imagine yourself in his place. You fantasize about being him in that moment.'

'I do.'

'What will tonight's video be called? How about : Dirty talking wife edges husband and begs him to eat his sloppy creampie?. Would you watch that video? Would it make good cum porn?

'It would have a special place in my collection. The stuff of fantasies.'

'I think it's about time, then.'

She lays down, spreads her legs with her hands and invites me in. She kisses me. My cock on her breath. I slide in effortlessly.

'Go slowly' she orders.

'I won't last long', I admit.

As we kissed, our tongues swirling, her hands grabbed my ass as thrust slowly and deeply in her. I caressed her entire body, her smooth skin, heavy breasts, soft tummy.

'I love you', I whispered in her ear.

'I love you too'.

For a moment, I forget about what we are doing. This isn't about a creampie anymore, it's a husband and his wife, making love. We get lost together. Until an escalating sensation pulls me back.

'I'm close', I tell her. She kisses me, and says, loud, loud enough for the camera to hear it :

'Are you going to be a naughty husband and cum in your wife? Are you going to creampie your wife?'

And the reality of the moment takes over me again.

'Yes'

'And are you going to clean me up?'

'I promise'.

'What are we doing? What are you doing? We don't have to do this. If you continue fucking me like this, you know what's going to happen, right? You're going to cum in me. Don't you know what that means? A seven-day creampie. There's still time to stop this. You can stop right now. But I want to give you a warm, messy creampie. Are you going to make one for me, for your wife? Please, don't stop, please let me make you eat my creampie.'

'Oh fuck I'm so close'. I continue to thrust, slow, deep strokes.

'Oh fuck you're not stoping. Honey, but if you keep on fucking me like this... You haven't cum in seven days, and I've been edging you. What are you doing? If you keep going you're going to cum, you're going to cum in me, in my bald pussy, fill me up, make a complete mess of me. A seven-day load. Oh fuck, that's so naughty, so dirty. What are you doing? You know what's going to happen. You can't. This is so naughty, so dirty my love.'

She was panting, almost crying. She was going to bring me over the edge. She grabs my head with both her hands, kisses me deeply:

'Oh my god, you're such a naughty cumslut. Look at you fucking me like a real man, knowing exactly why you're doing it. Don't you dare pull out. I can't believe you're doing this. You know what this is. This is creampie eating porn. How can you? Don't you know? The mess. Oh god creampie me. I'm going to make you eat my creampie'

I embrace her, kiss her and with our bodies fully intertwined, I escalate, and escalate and feel her womanhood clench and wrap my flesh, pulling my entire being to a climax.

'You're so hard. Oh god, don't stop, don't stop, you're going to make me cum'.

She was cumming too. I see her disappear. I feel her clench. From her abyss, she grunts:

'Fuck, my pussy is going to milk you'

Climbing high, higher, into a void. Echoes of her voice 'Fuck, my pussy is going to milk you'. Weightlessness. To the end, then I fell off, soaring, oblivious, in irregular pulsations. One, two, three, only then, at the third or fourth becoming aware of my hips as they continue thrusting and her voice, my wife still underneath, with me, doing this.

'My pussy's milking you, love. You're filling me up. I feel you'.

My cum shooting into her, five... six, each stroke silkier, wetter. How many cummy pulses, warm cum, semen filling her? Eleven, twelve maybe? A decrescendo, a deflation. Done. Over. Still in her. A little limp. A different state of mind. Exhaling, resting on her body.

'Oh fuck. What have you done? I can't believe it. I'm so full of cum'.

Those words she's saying resonate differently now. Doesn't she know I'm done? This was all dirty talk, that's it. I'll pull out, go grab a towel. Clean up.

Her fingers run through my back, my torso. We're still in this cum porn video. We're not done yet. The real porn is about to begin.

'What have you done to your wife? You've made me feel like a woman. I came on your cock. I felt you cum in me. I'm full of our warm, wet love. We've just made a creampie. I've been meaning to give you one for a while, now. I hope you like.'

I pulled out. My semi-hard cock was glistening with our lovemaking. Her hands reached her pussy. A large pearl of cum was leaking out. With her fingers, she rubbed it all over. She was full of cum, inside and out.

'Holy fuck. Honey, look what you did. I'm a complete mess'.

Then she smiled.

'This creampie is real, my love. This one is not just a fantasy. And it's all yours. I'm a mess. I need to be cleaned up.'

I didn't have a choice. This was really happening. It happened.

The camera filmed as I descended between her legs. She spread them wide, offering herself entirely.

'Look at what we did. What you did.'

Her fingers wandered, weary, across her glistening, luscious, creampied pussy.

'Oh fuck. I'm a mess'.

I sucked them clean. I took a final look at her glistening creampie, and dove in. We were making cum porn. I was a cumslut.

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There's a video called 'Dirty talking wife edges husband and begs him to eat his sloppy creampie'. It shows exactly what the title says. A wife teases her husband, begging him to creampie her. Begging for a big load, knowing that he'll clean it all up. What the video doesn't show is how thin, salty and bitter, how pungent the load was. How abundant it was. A taste like no other. The husband drinks all his cum, cleans his wife's creampied pussy. And the taste lingered in his mouth for a while. What the video doesn't show is how the taste, the smell had lost all its appeal. Had become pathetic, slightly repugnant in his post-orgasmic state. What the video doesn't show is how the taste lingered in his mouth well after the recording stops. Ans as it lingered, it became blissful, arousing.

Before every full moon, the husband rewatches this video, and remembers the salty, bitter, pungent load his wife had edged and milked. It's engraved in his mind. For him, maybe the most erotic sensation there is. And he longs to do it all over again.