Creampie Wife

After the third or forth lick, creampie wife began to speak. First she told me that if I wanted her cream pie, I was going to have to work for it. Only the involuntary spasms of orgasm would force the cum to the opening of her flooded cunt. She would keep herself propped up so gravity would help her deprive me of my reward until she was satisfied. Then she expained that she had never climaxed from fucking, that only oral or manual stimulation of her clit could get her off. The creampie wife went on to say that one day she decided to go all out and arrange a gangbang for herself. She hoped that the extended fucking of five well hung men would do the trick, but it didn't. However, she did learn that she loves to play with her pussy when it is full of cum. The feeling of being so messy and slick, in such a nasty and erotic way, made her cum quickly and repeatedly under the ministration of her fingers. Lucy, I was told, was a sexual dynamo but she could not stand the nastiness of cum in any way. Being good friends and understanding each other's needs, they come up with an arrangement that worked well and satisfied both of them. Every Saturday night creampie wife would invite one of three gangbang groups to their house. Before they arrive Lucy eats Jane's pussy and gives the creampie wife a wonderful orgasm.

When the men arrive Lucy fucks and sucks to her hearts content, but when they're ready to cum, every load goes into Jane's pussy. The creampie wife said she never touches herself until the last man has cum and gone but then she spends an hour or two in almost contant, self inflicted, ogasmic ecstasy.

At this point her breathing had become a little erratic and her hips were begining to gyrate. I was spending most of my time sucking on her clit and giving it rapid flicks of my tongue but I kept returning to her gash to see if any of my prize had become available.