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Subject: {ASSM} "Creampie Machine" (MF) by Creampie Eater 
Date: Wed, 11 Dec 2002 12:10:04 -0500
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Creampie Machine
----------------

The anticipation began on Saturday, when my wife
Vanessa asked if I could stay home to "work" on
Monday. Since I had a report to write, I could easily
stay home. I often did, to get away from the
distraction of phones and walk-in co-workers. I sent
off an email right away, apprising the office to not
look for me. Simultaneously, I began to wonder what
kind of "morning delight" I could look forward to.

Monday came, and I got up at 3:30 to begin work on the
paper. The family began waking at 6:00, and Vanessa
took our daughter to school at 7:20. Back home again,
she loaded up our son at 8:30 to take him to middle
school. Before she left, she suggested I take a shower
while she was gone. Excited as the prospect of sex, I
did. I was nicely scrubbed, ready, and back to work in
the upstairs den when she returned.

"Honey, can you come down and get a box out of my
trunk?" she called up to me. A bit nonplussed, I went
down and out to the garage, where the trunk to the
Intrepid was open. The "box" turned out to be a rather
heavy foot locker, with a lock keeping it shut.

"What's in this thing?" I queried between grunts,
trying to wrangle it out of the car.

"Just carry it up to the bedroom, please," she said,
not answering my question. Once it was out of the
trunk, it wasn't so very heavy. I could carry it
pretty easily, if awkwardly. As she had requested, I
set it down in the master bedroom, then looked at her
expectantly.

"Thank you," she said, giving me a quick kiss on the
cheek. "MMmmm, you smell nice," she continued, then
kissed me again.

"What's in the box?" I asked again, now more curious
than ever.

"Thank you," she replied, again ignoring my question.
"That's all," she said dismissively, shooing me out of
the room. As I passed through the door, she called me
again. "I need to take a shower and get ready, but
wait for me to call you. OK?"

"OK," I grumped, calling the dog and closing the
bedroom door to let Vanessa have her privacy. I would
have preferred non-elaborate, spontaneous, nasty sex
RIGHT THEN, but she clearly had a surprise in mind. I
hope the wait was worth it.

I went back to my report in the den across the hall,
idly listening to the pipes as the water flowed in the
master bathroom's shower. Then it was quiet for quite
some time ("Putting on makeup," I surmised to myself).
Maybe a half-hour after the shower stopped, I heard a
low rumble from the direction of the bathroom, like my
big sub-woofer was simulating a rocket launch. The
frequency was very low and powerful, sending
vibrations through the floor. I did manage to write
another page of the report between musings on what
could be happening, but the waiting and curiosity was
killing me.

The dog began to pace in front of our bedroom.
Listening intently, I heard low sounds of Vanessa, and
got up to listen at the door. She was groaning, and
moaning "oh... gawd..." over and over. The throatiness of
the moans made for very powerful listening, and I'll
admit to being hard just listening to it.

Finally, her voice rose and she started whimpering.
She was cumming, I just knew it! I was about to take
my cock in hand when the powerful sub-sonic vibrations
tapered off, and I could sense her relaxing.
Disgruntled, I went back to the den and forgot about
the report, choosing to surf for smut instead.

Maybe five minutes later, Vanessa finally called me
into the bedroom. Instantly, I was up and at the
bedroom door, fending off our dog that also wanted
access. With the door closed, I turned to look for
Vanessa. One look explained everything I had heard.

In the middle of the bedroom, Vanessa was sitting
astride a Sybian (http://www.sybian.com). For those
who haven't seen one, it looks like a rounded
rectangle, perhaps a foot wide, a foot tall, and two
feet long. It was covered with imitation leather, and
resembled a child's pony ride sitting on the floor.
However, I knew it had a very adult purpose, because
where she sat was a vibrating ridge to which was
attached the dildo that was inside her.

"Do you know what this is?" Vanessa asked as I took in
the scene.

"Kinda," I lied, for I knew exactly what it was and
its purpose. I'd seen many videos of orgasmic women
astride the Sybian.

"It's called a Sybian," she informed me. "It is like
the biggest vibrator you ever saw." She went on to
tell me how the ridge would vibrate, and how an
attachment was now inside her. The attachment would
vibrate independently, and twist and thrust and just
plain wiggle. All of this was controlled by her via a
controller pad, so that she could find the right
combination of vibrations and movement to give her a
deep, satisfying orgasm.

"It looks like you enjoyed it," I noted, staring first
at her hard nipples, and then at her hard clitoris. I
blinked, noticing how she had shaved her crotch so
that I could easily see her clit and pussy.

"MMMMmmmm, YES I did!" she enthused. She saw me
staring at her pussy, and lifted up an inch to show me
the dildo plugging her pussy. The base of the plug was
covered in her juices. She was fucking wet!

"Damn," was all I could think to say. Then, I though
to ask where she got it from.

"A friend is letting me borrow it," she smiled, which
made me wonder which of her friends could possibly own
a Sybian. None of them seemed kinky enough.

She touched the control pad, and the dildo began to
hum. Another touch, and it began to move in a circle,
which would have massaged her insides quite
effectively. Vanessa leaned forward and began to hump
at the dildo, fucking it with abandon.

"God, this feels so good," she gasped, followed by a
little whimpering. Suddenly, she took the pad and
pressed a deadman button, stopping the Sybian
instantly. Then she sprung off it and sat on the edge
of the bed. "Eat me, now," she panted.

I moved in, pressing my face deeply between her
thighs. She was pouring out her juices! Her cunt was
wide open, stimulated by the Sybian. "Yeah, eat me,"
she whispered, gripping my hair and forcing my face
into her. "Yeah, lick me up," she hissed, "lick me!"
Of course I did as I was told, because I just love
eating Vanessa, especially when she was wet. Now, she
was as wet as I'd ever seen her.

I thought she would cum on my mouth, but that wasn't
her plan. She suddenly pushed me backwards, then told
me to get naked. In a flash, I was. "Now, suck that
cock while I get out another toy," she told me. 

Shaking, I began to fellate the dildo that had been in
her, excited beyond reason. I had told her many times
of my bisexual fantasies, but she hadn't exactly
encouraged them. To have her order me to clean the
dildo, calling it a cock and telling me to suck it...
well, that was the stuff of fantasy!

After a minute, she sat astride the end of the Sybian
and watched me sucking the dildo like a girl. For man
minutes, she sat and watched me voyeuristically,
fingering her clit and hole. It was like we were
having a threesome and she was watching me service
another man. It was very hot for me, to have her
silently and non-judgmentally watching.

Finally, she had me pause, and pulled the dildo
attachment off the Sybian. "Keep sucking him baby,"
she cooed, although her voice was far too lust-filled
to be actually cooing. I closed my eyes, imagining him
being another lover as she attached the next toy.
After a minute, I felt her grip my hair, and she took
the dildo from me with the other hand. She fucked my
mouth, shoving the dildo in and out and telling me to
"take it" over and over. When I chanced a look at her,
her eyes were wild.

"Oh God," she moaned, "fuck me, now." She pulled the
dildo out and sat on the edge of the bed. I stood and
pushed my cock into her stretched hole, amazed at how
wet she felt. She wasn't gripping me tightly after
sitting on the Sybian for so long. "Come on, fill me
with cum," she urged, "fill me."

"You want it?" I asked her. This was all evolving so
quickly, and it was so damn hot!

"Fuck yeah," she confirmed.

"I'm gonna suck my cream out," I stated. She doesn't
like me to eat her creampie very often, but she was so
hot I couldn't imagine her saying no. I was surprised
though.

"Nuh uh," she said. Shaking her head and grinning
weirdly.

"Why baby? You know I want to!"

"Yeah, but I'm gonna sit on Mr. Fatty and use your cum
to lube me," she said. She looked down at the Sybian,
and my eyes followed. She had replaced the attachment
with a larger one, far bigger both in length and girth
than me. "You want to see me fucked by another guy?
Well, he's here baby."

Mentioning my deep fantasy of watching her fuck
another man sent me over the edge. I shoved in, jerked
out, then slammed back in, all the while pumping her
with the contents of my balls. To add to the thrill,
she did her nails into my back, something she'd never
done before. The surprise and pain and feeling of her
being so wanton just added to the thrill.

Having cum, I slumped back before I even softened. My
eyes were crossed, so I didn't have a clear view as
she squatted over Mr. Fatty, then lowered herself onto
the Sybian even as my cum oozed out and dripped on Mr.
Fatty's head. My ears worked perfectly, though, and I
heard her moan and groan as the largish dildo
stretched farther open than she had ever been before.

I finally collapsed and knelt next to her as the
Sybian began a deep pulsing vibration. Vanessa clearly
enjoyed the powerful massage on her insides and clit.
When I had recovered a bit, I watched in amazement as
she fucked the dildo, her pussy perfectly frothy with
the copious mixture of cum and juices. Seeing me alive
again, she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her
breasts, where I sucked, licked, and chewed her
nipples until she had a very loud orgasm.

She spasmed for quite a while, coming down from her
orgasm. Then, she wearily pulled off and dully told me
to suck her pussy clean. She lay on the bed, her legs
hanging off and my face between them. I savored the
tangy mixture, exploring her stretched and sore pussy
hole. I kept thinking about how sexy it was, as if she
had been in a gang bang. My mind was aroused, and my
cock was coming around as well.

Finally, she told me to clean off Mr. Fatty, orally.
Hungrily, I licked and slurped at the dildo, wondering
if someday she'd want me to try a real one. I have a
real oral fixation, and sucking the dildo was very
arousing, but the thought of my wife wanting me to be
with a man was extra exciting.

Vanessa roused herself eventually, and told me to stop
and kneel next to the Sybian. I did, kneeling there
expectantly. I anticipated something even lustier was
about to happen, and I was right.

"I want to try something new," she told me, as if
anything that had happened that morning was old. I
told her I was listening, and she sat up and grabbed a
deep red velvet bag. This was apparently the bag the
attachments were stored in. "Well, I don't want you to
get all excited and think you can do this with me,"
she continued. "OK?"

"Sure," I said, getting impatient, "I think I
understand."

She reached in the bag, and pulled out a new
attachment. This time, it was shaped like an index
finger! I was puzzled, until she told me, "I want to
feel this in my butt." Oh my God! I guess my goggle
eyes telegraphed what I was thinking, because she
snickered, and said "Down boy. There is one thing I
want before I try this."

"What's that?" I asked, willing to do nearly anything
in order to have my wife try anal sex for the first
time.

"Well, I want you to try it first," she said with a
sly smile.

I was astonished. To be honest, I love having sex toys
in my arse, so I wasn't opposed to the idea. The
astonishing thing is that she would want me to try it.
Quickly, I agreed, and Vanessa just as quickly got us
ready.

First, she removed Mr. Fatty, then she attached the
finger. She went to our bathroom and came back with a
tube of Slippery Stuff that we kept for when the kids
needed anal treatments. Vanessa had me sit astride the
Sybian, leaning forward so that she could spread my
cheeks and lube my butthole. Then, it was time, and I
sat slowly down on the finger, groaning in pleasure at
having my backside opened.

I just sat there for a minute as Vanessa kissed me
hard. This was very arousing for her, I could tell.
She gave me the controls and showed me how to use
them, then watched as I tested the Sybian for myself.
It was unbelievable, feeling the deep vibrations as
the finger probed me. I found I couldn't stop moaning,
nor stop leaking precum, as the device constantly
massaged my prostate.

Vanessa watched for a while, then again gripped my
hair and pressed her cunt to my mouth. Let me just say
that she had never before been so direct, and this new
aggressive attitude was very appealing. I think if I
had touched myself I would have cum!

She stood up, panting heavily. She had been just
oozing juices constantly, and was totally aroused. To
my amazement, she turned around, gripped my hair
again, and pulled my mouth between her cheeks. I had
wanted to try licking her ass for a long time, but she
had always stopped me. Now, she was forcing me to do
it, pressing her butt back and sliding it up and down
my tongue.

"My turn," she said suddenly. She motioned me to get
off, and I turned off the Sybian and almost fell off.
Then, I helped steady her as she put the finger at the
opening to her backdoor and settled slowly onto it.
"Oh oh oh!" she said, over and over. When it was all
the way in, she sat there wide-eyed, wriggling her
bottom flat against the Sybian. "Not so bad," she
commented. Taking the controls, she began a slow deep
hum in her butt.

I sat behind her, kissing her neck and cupping her
breasts. That's what I would have done if it were my
dick inside her, so I wanted to give her an idea of
the pleasure she could expect. She responded well,
shaking every now and then, but mostly softly moaning.
Slowly, she began lifting off slightly and sitting
back down, fucking the finger in her ass.

Once, she asked me to lube her butt because it was
getting dry, so I slicked my finger and probed her
backside. Her sphincter was nice and open, inviting my
lubed digit to come and play. I couldn't believe I was
finger fucking her asshole! It was really hot! Then
she sat back down on the fake finger and moaned as it
probed her.

Finally, she told me she needed to get fucked again.
She pulled off the finger, and put Mr. Fatty back on.
That was just a temporary stop in the attachment
parade. She asked me to hand her the velvet bag, and
when I did she rummaged around inside and pulled out a
very large, realistic, very black attachment. I was
still wondering which of her friends would want a
black cock in her, when Vanessa pulled off and
replaced Mr. Fatty with Mr. Big Blacky.

While she slowly tried to cram the long and thick tool
into her snatch, she made me tell her how much I
wanted to see her fuck a black stud. I didn't really,
but as I told her how hot it would be to watch a thick
young black man using her, I found the idea growing on
me. Just about as soon as she had it all in, she came
on the black tool, hard. Then, she used the deep
internal massage for another thirty minutes, while I
told her the various ways I would enjoy a threesome
with her and a black stud.

She told me she was close to another orgasm, but that
she wanted me to cum inside her "sloppy cunt." She
asked me if I were ready to cum, and I assured her I
was way past ready. Without waiting, she stood up off
the Sybian and laid on the bed with her legs up. I
moved in for the kill, barely feeling anything as I
pushed into her well-stretched hole. I didn't need any
friction, because the mind fuck was so totally
arousing. I mean, we rarely screw anymore and here she
was with her ankles on my shoulders, begging me to add
my cum to Blacky's.

This time, I was fully awake despite the heavy load I
poured into Vanessa. I kept stroking until I softened,
then dropped to my knees and pried open her aching
hole. It was vividly pink inside, juicy and beginning
to drain cum. I sucked for a half minute, then began
to tenderly salve her aching pussy. It didn't take her
long to cum, and she oozed out more of my cum when she
did.

She wanted to snuggle, so I crawled up next to her and
we slept for an hour. I woke first, and went down to
tongue her draining and fermented pussy. I idly
wondered if she would ever tighten back up, until she
rolled off the bed and switched out Mr. Big Blacky for
the original attachment. In wonder, I watched her take
herself to another orgasm. I had lost count of them.

That afternoon, I packed up the Sybian and put it back
in the trunk of her car. Later, I would check the
redial log and caller-ID to see if I could tell who
she had got it from. Obviously, one of her friends is
wilder than I could have imagined.

Mostly though, I wondered if I had enough left on my
credit card to buy one for Vanessa as a Christmas
present. Like most of the gifts I give, this one would
benefit me as well.

*** THE END ***

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