Unwanted Creampies

It wasn't immediately clear to me what was different about her unwanted creampies , but her swollen lips made the blood rush to my head and my, ah, other head. She kissed me again, and we both felt the growth between my legs as it began to press between hers for unwanted creampies. "You're kisses do taste different", I ventured.

"Oh, shit, Eric, I'm so fucking hot for unwanted creampies", she nearly whimpered, as she rose from her straddling position, and began to unfasten her hot pants. "Don't just sit there", she added, as she pulled down her pants, and the heady aroma of sex wafted up from the wet spot being revealed on the inside crotch of her pants.

My dick let me know it was time to discard my clothes as well, and I also pulled off my shorts as I followed her to the bed. She beat me there by just a second, and began massaging herself between her pussy lips as she moaned and licked her lips.

I walked into a window, and sat my cursor down. I began to put my fingers to the task, and was gingerly stroking my keys when Ginger walked in. "Hey, what do you think you're doing. May be unwanted creampies?" she scolded.

"I thought I could, ah, write a friend a note", yea, that's the ticket, I added in my thoughts. I was such a lousy liar, even when I tried to hide the truth in half truths; it was if the story were written across my face.

"You were going to write another nasty story about unwanted creampies , weren't you", she said, as if she were reading it off of my eyelids like a teleprompter. "Well, honey", she said, half mad, and half with a rye smile, smugly, as if vindicated, "do I have a surprise for you".

"I know you've been writing about eating creampies", she continued, "I warned you that someday I would make your fantasies about unwanted creampies real. Well, today is the day, you perv", she said, demeanor shifting toward loving and amorous, as she spun me around from the desk, sat on my lap, took my head in her hands, and planted a hot, sloppy kiss on my mouth. "Taste anything special?"

My prick teasing wife turned to face him, and unbuttoned the top most button of her blouse while she shifted her weight to one leg, further emphasizing her fine feminine figure. In any man's eye, her pussy lips were massaging each other with this additional movement - - dripping creampies with sexuality.

"I like these, shoes", she said, "but, maybe you can take me into the back and show me creampies what else you've got?"

The invitation wasn't lost on this worldly young man, and he walked with her toward the backroom door, his arm caressed between her ample breasts.

I took a position near the exit, and redirected any of the other sales people with questions and requests that would send them away from the back room… No one managed to enter until my wife returned to creampies, looking incredibly radiant.

I knew that my wife had a fresh, hot creampie for me, and I hoped we could make our purchase and get home before it began to run down her leg.

I love my sexy wife.