They Call it Creampie Eating

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Warning: this story involves a threesome with plenty of male to male sex, as well as the creampie eating of the title.

Brian and I were long-time friends, and had always been open about everything, including sex, so it wasn’t that odd for him to talk with me about it.

It was one of those days when you’re hanging out and the day rolls along with a little wine drinking and a little smoking, some dinner, more wine drinking and smoking, everything really mellow. It was late enough that he was definitely not leaving until morning. He and Kim and I had gotten into some innocent flirty talking, sexual banter, and more touching than is common. Then she’d left the room, to change for bed. And somehow he was talking about a sex thing he’d always wanted to try but never had.

“They call it creampie eating. It’s going down on a woman after she’s been fucked.”

“And that’s something you want to do? Huh!”

“You’re not judging me, are you, Dave? You’re the one guy I could ever confide in. I don’t expect anyone to understand, but I thought you’d accept.”

“I’m sorry man.” I reached out and put my hand on his forearm. “I’m not judging. I never even heard of the thing before. Actually, it sounds messy but interesting. I mean cum is inherently sexy. Why haven’t you tried it?”

“I always hesitated to bring it up to any woman I was with, and anytime I ever started moving in that direction, they always cut me off.”

“I guess I get that, everyone I was ever with before Kim would’ve done the same. But her? If I told her I wanted to do something like that, she’d say yes.”

Just then she walked back into the room. “Say yes to what?”

We both stared at her for a minute. She’s easy to stare at: 5’6”, dark wavy hair, gray eyes, high cheeks, wide-mouth, full lips, slim neck, muscular arms and legs, no real fat on her, except for the mounds of her breasts, with conical nipples that raise into nubs when she’s aroused — they were moving nicely under the thin t-shirt she’d put on for bed — and the flare of her hips and buttocks, covered now by skimpy gym shorts that let the crease between butt and thigh show from the back.

I tore my eyes from her and looked at Brian, who hadn’t stopped staring yet. A whole bunch of stuff clicked into place and I knew what I was going to do. I hoped I knew what we all were going to do.

“Say yes to what?’

“Brian was telling me about something…”

“What! Wait,” he said.

“called creampie eating. Have you heard of it?”

Brian was staring hard at me. I turned to him, “Bro, it’s okay. This is good. Trust me.”

Kim said, “No, what is it? What are you talking about? Listen, Dave, you know I love you, but I won’t let you hurt or embarrass Brian just because you had too much to drink or I walked in the room at the wrong time.”

“Honey, you know me better than that. I love Brian almost like I love you, and you both know you can trust me.”

“You better be sure of yourself, Buster,” she said. His eyes just bored holes into my face.

“Creampie eating is going down on a woman after she just got fucked,” I said.

Her expression went from doubtful to shocked to not quite disgusted to curious in a microsecond. Then she fixed me with the tough look again, standing in front of us with her hands on her hips. “And you’re telling Brian I’d let you do that?”

“Well, you missed some context, but yeah.”

She moved forward and sat on the couch between us. “You’d better fill in the context. How much did you tell Brian about our sex life? Did you tell him about the anal?” She turned to him, “Is he bragging to you about fucking my ass?”

Brian looked like he was trapped in a nightmare. Things might be getting worse for him before they got better. He put his hands up in a calming gesture, “No! No, Kim. Dave and I have always confided in each other about everything, but he’s never told me details about your sex life.”

She leaned toward him and gave him a hug, and stage-whispered in his ear, “Well, he fucks me in the ass, and he licks me there too.” She gave me a defiant look.

“Kim,” I said. “If you’re done telling Brian private details of our sex life, answer me this: If I asked you to let me eat your creampie, would you say yes?”

“It seems a little gross, for you, but I think it might feel really good. Now that I’ve heard of it, I’m almost hoping you want to.”

“Honey, it’s not me that wants to do it, it’s Brian.”

“What!”

“Not with you! Well, he wasn’t saying he wants to do it with you, just that he wants to try it, but he’s never been with a woman who was willing.”

“Jesus, Brian!”

“Dave, what the fuck!”

“Brian, it’s cool, I think it’s going to be cool. Kim, we can do this for Brian. We can do it tonight. I want you to feed Brian a creampie.”

She stared at me hard, then turned to look at him. He stared at me hard too, then looked down into his lap, then up into her eyes. He might have looked down because he was embarrassed, but the look served to call attention escort izmir to the erection pressing up against his jeans front.

Kim took his face in both hands and kissed him on the lips. Not just a peck, she opened her mouth and pressed hard for a moment. Then she pulled back and from about two inches away, she said, “You are the sweetest man I know. I love you from the bottom of my heart.” Then she turned and punched me in the chest, kind of hard. “You’re the only person I know who can be nice and mean and smart and stupid all at the same time. Do you not know I’ve had a crush on Brian since the day you introduced us? I can’t even count how many times I’ve rubbed one out thinking about him. And now you want me to have sex with him? I can’t even with you.”

“Of course I know about your crush on Brian! You might have kept it hidden from him, but not me. And he might have kept his crush on you hidden from you, but not me.”

She whipped her head around to look at him.

His eyes were back down in his lap. He said, “I think I better call a cab or something.”

I said, “Fuck that, you little prick! If you leave now something will be broken that can’t be fixed. If you stay, there’s a chance we can fix something that never should be broken. Fuck! That sounds weird. I used to be terrified that the two of you would get together and leave me alone. Brian, you never made a move; Kim, you never gave him a sign, did you?”

Now she was hugging me, burying her head against my chest. “I tried not to. I love you so much, David.”

I hugged her hard. Looking over her head at Brian, I said, “C’mere Bro.”

Brian’s only a couple inches taller than Kim. He has a muscular, lean body, dark wavy hair. He looks like a pint-sized and Italian or Greek Superman. Except for his darker complexion, he and Kim could be sister and brother.

I’m well over 6″ tall and bulky, not carrying much fat. Anyway, I’m big enough that I basically pulled each of them onto one of my knees and hugged them, and smushed them into each other. “We’re doing this, folks.” We were all hugging each other, real tight.

Then Kim pushed away, and said, “We better get another glass of wine and talk this out.”

I opened another bottle and poured. Kim and Brian were still kind of stuck together, sitting on the couch. I sat beside her.

She said, “What I’m hearing is you want me and Brian to fuck, and him to go down on me afterward to fulfill his fantasy. What will you be doing?”

I said, “That’s not really what I had in mind. I figured you and I would fuck, and then he’d do his thing.”

“Why would he want to do it that way? The more I think about it, the wetter I get imagining someone licking me after a good fuck. And if a guy is into it, why not taste his own cum, like when we kiss after a blow job.” She turned to Brian, “He always kisses me after a blow job; it’s one of the little things that makes him special. But why would you,” she turned back toward me, “why would he eat your cum out of me?”

He answered her, “First, a lot of guys think they want to eat creampie, then they cum and they don’t want to anymore. I think I’d push through that, but I don’t know. It’ll help if I’m still raring to go when it’s time to do it. Second, I’ve had it before.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve sucked Dave’s cock and swallowed his cum. I’m surprised he never told you.”

“Bro,” I said, “Back in the day there were a lot of reasons not to. Eventually, there was no reason to bring it up. Kim, when Brian and I were young and horny, right when we first became roommates at college, he caught me jacking off once. I was embarrassed as hell, but he asked if he could do it for me. Things went on from there.”

She stared at me, then turned to Brian again, “What does he mean, went on from there?”

He said, “Your ass is not the only one in this room that he’s fucked, or licked.”

She said, “So when I met you, you guys were queer for each other.”

I told her, “I never considered it queer. I don’t know about Brian. I usually was thinking about women, and after I met you, it was usually you.”

He said, “I was too.” Then he looked at me, “And about you too.”

Kim said, “Jesus, you guys! This is a lot to process, but I’m turned on as fuck. Can we get naked now?”

She told me, “I’m going to make out with Brian a little bit first, so you stand by. I think I can only handle one guy at a time. Then I’ll switch to you, and we’ll do it, and then Brian will be able to fulfill his creampie eating fantasy. Okay guys?”

She didn’t wait for me to answer, just turned to Brian and pressed her lips against his mouth as he opened it, so he never had a chance to answer either.

In an instant, their hands were all over each other: hers on the back of his neck, and on his shoulders, his around her back and up into her hair, hers grabbing his shoulders and caressing his ribs, his running down her back into her gym shorts to grab her ass, hers pushing his shirt up and caressing his chest, his pulling izmir escort bayan her shirt off and massaging her breasts. All the years of denying themselves exploded in a few moments of pure desire. All those years melted away and they were young and touching each other for the first time, as if she hadn’t known me and given herself to me first.

They rubbed their faces together, kissed eyelids and cheeks, nuzzled ears and necks. Her nipples were erect buds atop the conical areolae. He bent to take one in his mouth. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed, in a transport of passion.

Just for a moment I felt like I ought to leave them alone, and felt the same terror from years before: that they would get together and leave me alone. Then she opened her eyes and looked at me, and said, “Thank you. I love you.”

Brian lifted his head from her nipple and looked up into her eyes. “I love you too,” he said. Then he turned to me and said it again.

She pulled him upward and slid his shirt up and off. Brian was still in great shape, lean and chiseled. His pecs and abs gleamed with a sweat shine. Kim pressed her face to him and kissed his nipples and trim belly. Her hands worked at his belt, button, zipper. She ran her hands under his waistband to grab his muscular buttocks. Then she pushed down and dragged his jeans past his knees.

His erection sprang out, as taut and muscular as the rest of him. I remembered that I had not had a problem taking it all into my mouth, but it had taken practice. His cock was well above average size, only slightly smaller than mine.

Kim’s hands went to it, cradled and caressed it. One slid down to cup his balls. She rubbed his cock over her face, then spoke into and at it, “I want you in me. Oh, I want you everywhere, in me everywhere.” She looked up at Brian’s face, “I want us to be one.” Then she licked his cock, and took the head of it into her mouth.

He threw his head back and moaned with pleasure. His cock twitched as she licked the underside of it. For a moment I thought he would cum right then.

She sucked and licked him very briefly. Then she stood.

He pulled her to him, kissed her fiercely.

“Oh God! I’m so wet,” she said. “Feel it.” She took his hand and pressed it down the front of the gym shorts. Her eyelids drooped and she rose on her tiptoes as his fingertips slid over her clit and curled up into her.

He touched her and rubbed her and pulled her shorts down, but then he stepped back, putting his fingers to his lips and under his nose. He said, “You smell and taste like heaven.” He rubbed her juices all over his lips. Then he looked at me. With one step he was bending down where I sat, pressing his lips to mine. Pulling back he said, “Thank you, brother.”

He stepped away, and she was there, wrapping her arms and her whole self around me, kissing me fiercely, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I welcomed the smell and taste of his cock on her tongue as eagerly. as I’d welcomed the smell and taste of her pussy on his face.

She wrestled at my shirt, pulling it over my head. Then reached between us to undo my jeans. She couldn’t pull them down, sitting on my lap the way she was. I couldn’t either. But Brian was still standing right there. “Help me get these off him,” she said. She knelt up off me and he pulled the jeans down, using one hand to free my engorged and throbbing cock. With the jeans below my knees he dedicated one hand to pushing them down, while the other clutched my cock, angling it directly toward Kim’s pussy as she lowered herself on me.

She reached her hand to grab me and do that, and encountered his hand there before her. Smiling, she said, “Put it in me, Brian! Put David’s big cock into my little pussy for me. Then you can sit back and watch the show.” As she lowered herself onto me, he rubbed the head of my cock from front to back and back to front of her wet and wide-open pussy. Clearly she was as ready to fuck as I’d ever known her to be. As my cock head slid over her clit, she moaned, “Yes, yes, yes.” She held herself there, and Brian held me there, working the meatus across the clit.

I joined with her, low moans of my own, “Ohh, yeah, yeah, yeah!”

As if the three of us were of one mind, he steered my cock to her opening, she sank down on me, and I flexed up into her.

Brian took his hand away and was temporarily forgotten. Kim and I joined in a hot, fast ride. Her ass bounced hard off my thigh tops. My feet pushed into the floor, my back into the couch. Her pussy was so wet and open, I felt little friction, so I pounded relentlessly until she was moaning out in orgasm, “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes.” She shifted to a sliding riding motion, forward toward me, then away. More stimulation on her clit, and my cock head raked up the inner front of her vaginal passage. The first orgasm gave way to another, which led to a third, more powerful, triggered by the g-spot stimulation. Her breathing caught, her hair swung down around my face. She settled deep on me, rocking her izmir escortlar pelvis very gently as the muscles in her legs and abdomen rippled in response to the inner trigger.

She kissed my face all over. Putting her feet down to the floor, she raised herself off me. My cock stood wet and red between us. She took it in her hand. With her forehead resting on mine, she whispered, “Now do me from behind. Do me dirty like a dog. Do me doggy style and deep, Dave.”

She moved a little to the side, pressing up against Brian who was sitting right there. With her head on the back of the couch, and her knees resting on it, she looked over at me. I leaned forward and caressed her ass, swung myself up to stand behind her. For a moment I held her by the flare of her hips, admiring the smooth line of her back, the swell, the cleft, the little puckered hole, and the swollen, damp, and blood-engorged lips of her vulva pressing out between her muscular thigh-tops. Then I lined my cock up and drove it into her.

She took it with a “whuff,” of breath being pushed out of her, and a whimper, because now her pussy walls squeezed tight around me. She turned her head. She and Brian were face-to-face, inches apart. She spoke to him, “Brian–uh, Dave’s fu–uh–cking me so hard–uh– and deep. Uh– I’m a fucking lu–uh–st-bucket, an animal –uh–and a tool–uh– and a toy–uh– for his big cock. Uh– God! he’s pounding me so –uh– deep and I love it so–uh– much!”

I was pounding her, fucking her like we really were animals, like she really was just a toy or a tool. All the while I was watching Brian’s face, and listening to her.

His eyes were locked on hers.

She talked on, “I’m cumming again! Huh, huh, huh, aaugh, yes! Brian, you made me in your mind into something I’m not. I’m a cock-crazed slut who’ll do anything to cum. Kiss me now, if you don’t care!”

He kissed her and they breathed in each others mouths as I fucked away and she continued to cum. She pulled her mouth away and all but shouted, “Dave, I’m kissing your best friend while you fuck me. Fuck me, Dave! Kiss me more, Brian! I’m a cumslut and a fuckhole. I love you both and I just want to cum and I don’t care how!”

When she caught her breath, she said to Brian, “If Dave cums in me like this and you go behind me, your tongue can work my clit and make me cum, while his cream pours out of my hole into your mouth. Your nose will be shoved right up in my asshole. I like that. I want to grind my pussy and ass on your face.”

They were nose to nose. “I want you to,” he said. I want to lick your pussy and eat Dave’s cum and taste your ass. I’m a nasty cum-eating, asslicking slut for you.”

“Wait!” she said, “Soon, but not yet. Dave, let’s get on the floor. I want to look you in the eye when you flood my pussy with cum, knowing Brian is going to eat it all out.”

So we stopped and switched again.

Once I was on top of her with my cock in her, I hooked my arms behind her knees and rolled her up. She was curled in a ball, with her shoulders on the floor and her legs over my shoulders. In this position my cock scraped all up and down the front wall of her pussy, sliding across the g-spot and making her scream with pleasure. Her pussy was wetter than ever, squeezed tight around my cock, and she was cumming in a rolling deep-body orgasm that washed through her and over me. I plunged myself as deeply into her as possible in a muscle-clenching spasm, and the first shot of my cum squirted into her.

I pulled back, not all the way out, and the entrance to her pussy clenched around the head of my cock while I fired more strands of goo there.

I let her legs settle back onto the floor, and leaned forward so my arms were holding me above her. I eased my cock out of her and laid it between us. Rolling it on top of her clit and mound pressed more cum to ooze out.

I kissed her and whispered to her, “I love you. You are the hottest fuck in the whole wide world.”

She kissed me and hugged me. For a moment we lay with my weight crushing down on her. She spoke into my ear, but it was the same funny stage whisper she’d used to tell Brian we do anal, “I love you too. That was the hottest fuck in the history of the world. Now get off me so your best friend can lick my sloppy pussy clean.”

I raised myself from her and sat on the couch. Brian sat next to me, holding his erection in one hand. We looked down at Kim.

She sprawled on the floor, legs spread wide, a liquid sheen gleaming on her belly and thighs. Her pussy was wide open, shining red. Her pubic triangle was matted and gooey. The sides and bottom were rimmed with a white froth. From the center, a white pearl oozed, threatening to slide down into her ass crack.

“Sloppy is right,” I said. “Honey, we made one delicious looking mess.” Turning to Brian, I added, “Chow time, Bro. Put your mouth where the money is.”

He knelt, put his hands behind her thighs, ran the hands up under her ass cheeks, and pulled her up to meet his open mouth. He worked his whole face into her crotch. His nose plowed through the matted pubic hair. His tongue scooped up the oozing pearl. He worked his lips around the foamy edges, sucking in the frothy mess and slurping on her labia. It was fucking hot!

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