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Subject: {ASSM} Creampie Corners Series - The Trap
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Date: Sun, 02 Sep 2007 19:10:03 -0400
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Creampie Corners 1 - The Trap

Just how mental is the creampie game? Is it a domination / submission
proposition? How femdom is it? Read on and decide for yourself.

This adventure at Creampie Corners starts with Lorraine, a 42-year-old
professional writer, and Ned, 45, a managing editor for a monthly
publication, on a dinner date.

Ned is proud of his looks and his manner, and his ability to bed down
many females in the writing and publishing profession. He is a good
conversationalist, has a pleasant sense of humor, and displays just
enough cockiness to interest some of the women 30 and under. His usual
ploy is to subtly talk about sexual matters and feel out the
conversation, adapting it to the woman's responses.

Lorraine sat across from Ned in the darkened dining room. They were
oblivious to the conversations taking place all around them, each of
them focused on their own agenda. Her skin had a youthful lustre, and
her blonde hair was curled under, presenting a slight retro
appearance. She looked far younger than 42, which was what led her
date that night to begin pursuit.

Ned liked Lorraine's quiet and confident demeanor, and from the moment
he first saw her, frequently fantasized being in bed with her --
lustily pumping his engorged member in her while she reacted with
closed eyes, arched back, and sensual open-mouthed moans of impending
orgasm.

Lorraine paid close attention to Ned's words and mannerisms. When his
talk subtly turned to sex, she smiled and listened for a while. Then
she slipped her feet out of her sandals and extended her bare legs so
that her feet were in his lap. He was somewhat surprised, and she
said, "Feel my legs."

While he ran his hands over her bare lower legs under the table, she
rested her feet in his crotch, and felt his cock harden in his
trousers. She proceeded to ask him some rather direct questions, such
as when he had last had relief, how many times per night he liked to
have intercourse with someone new, and so on. Ned was not accustomed
to being interviewed in that manner, but since they were discussing
one of his favorite subjects, he acquiesced and answered her questions
truthfully.

Lorraine waited until she detected a certain look in his eyes, and
then casually said, "After dinner I'd like for us to go to my place
for a little fun." The gleam in her eyes, the innuendo in her voice
led him to believe that he would have an easy conquest.

After he impatiently assented, she told him, in a matter-of-fact tome,
as if it were the most usual thing in the world, "After you ejaculate
inside me, you will suck me clean." Then she quietly took a sip of
wine.

She did not have to wait long for his reaction. After a momentary
stunned look, he arrogantly stated, "In your dreams, honey!"

Lorraine stayed calm, and took another sip of wine, then quietly
stated, "Further, you'll beg me to let you squirt your seed inside and
then suck it out."

"Wha- what?!" His disbelieving expression almost made her laugh.

"Feel my legs!" she again commanded.

She detected the slightest nervous tremor in his hands as he again ran
them over her legs from the knees down. She alternately tensed and
released the firm muscles behind her shins, further arousing him. She
leaned forward and whispered, "I'm not wearing panties. I'm aroused
and moist." Then she scraped her finger over her cheesecake and
smeared a glob of the creamy material on her lips, and sensuously
licked it off.

Ned attempted to regain his composure. Lorraine's arousing words and
coy mannerisms were driving him wild, and his mind reeled from her
earlier pronouncement. He wanted to take his pleasure with her, but
couldn't reconcile the cleanup job. Her words 'aroused and moist'
repeatedly echoed in his consciousness.

"So, do you think you're going to tie me to the bed and force me to,
you know, after we've --"

"Oh no," she casually answered. "I won't use any force. Now, I'd like
to take this cheesecake home. Wouldn't it be more pleasant to continue
our evening in a more intimate setting?"

Ned was not accustomed to being the one not in charge. Still, the feel
of her legs, plus her words, meant that he did have a good chance of
slipping his erect member inside her aroused and moist pussy. He
imagined the intense feeling from the pulsing spurts of ejaculation.

He settled the bill and drove her home. She sweetly invited him in,
and excused herself for a few moments. When she returned to the living
room, she was totally naked. She smiled and sat next to him, and
rested her head on his chest. They both knew that his hard boner
wanted to escape its confinement.

"I feel overdressed," he hinted with a note of uncertainty.

"You are -- take off your clothes." She pulled back and he stood up
and slowly removed all his clothes. With a hard and protruding member,
he seated himself next to her, unsure how to proceed.

Lorraine took her cheesecake out of the take-home box and set it on
the coffee table. Then she plunged her finger in it and scooped a fair
amount of the white creamy contents and smeared it on Ned's cock. She
noticed his deepened breathing that betrayed his arousal.

She bent down and took his cock in her mouth. Using firm pressure with
her tongue and lips, she accepted his whole length, and looked up in
his eyes.

'My gosh, this girl knows how to suck cock!' Ned thought to himself as
Lorraine slowly and teasingly fucked her mouth with his erect member.
When she felt the first twitch of his cock, she withdrew and smiled.

Facing him, she then smeared a fingerful of cheesecake on her
glistening pussy. "I'll bet I taste good. Have some cheesecake," she
giggled.

Ned stared in disbelief at her pussy. He had not seen such an
attractive, almost primal, pussy -- and he had bedded down many
females. His cock still throbbed from her earlier teasing with her
mouth.

The only way he could reach her pussy with his mouth was to kneel
before her. He got down between her parted legs and lapped up the
cheesecake from her tasty juncture. Then he kissed and tongued her
womanhood until she climaxed.

"That tasted good, didn't it?" she panted after her orgasm. He nodded,
and sat beside her. He desperately wanted to take her to the bedroom.
He did not want to force the issue that she brought up during dinner,
though. At least not yet.

Lorraine fingered his erect cock and teased it further.

Ned startled when he heard the sound of a key unlocking the front door
and its opening. He was afraid Lorraine had a husband or jealous
boyfriend -- and he was completely naked.

"It's okay," Lorraine giggled. "It's just a friend of mine."

"Hey, Lorraine," a spry female voice said. "What are you doing?"

"Getting my pussy licked, Jen," she replied.



Jen came into view. She was a slender brunette dressed in maroon
scrubs. She looked at Ned, who was visibly nervous, and giggled.
Lorraine still had Ned's cock in her hand, and absent-mindedly
fingered it.

Ned got another surprise. Jen casually undressed in front of them. 

After Jen shed her panties, she got in front of Lorraine, bent down,
and kissed her squarely and passionately on the mouth. Lorraine moaned
and squirmed under Jen's attention, and felt Ned's cock come to life
in her hand.

Jen smiled and looked at the partly eaten cheesecake on the coffee
table, and then at Ned. "She tastes good, doesn't she? I like to get
creamy food on my finger, stick it way up inside her, and see if I can
get it all with my mouth. That drives both of us wild. Mmmmmmm! And
then she does the same to me!"

Ned noticed Lorraine's sensuous smile. His nuts ached for relief. Jen
turned to Lorraine and talked as if Ned weren't there.

"How did it go with that grad student I set you up with last weekend?"

Lorraine giggled. "He did me three times that night. And again the
next morning. Sucked me clean every time - it felt good. Others have
done that too, but it was then that I decided - every time I let a guy
in, he's got to clean me good."

"Yeah, that's how it went with us," Jen replied as she leaned down for
another sloppy, sensuous kiss.

Lorraine moaned while their lips were in contact. She finally pulled
back, and panted, "Please Jen - the whipped cream."

Jen went to the other room for a moment and came back with a can of
whipped cream - and an interesting attachment. She shook the can of
cream and connected the attacment - a douche nozzle adapted for the
container.

She looked at Ned and smiled as she caused some of the cream to fill
the nozzle and ooze from the several holes in it. It reminded everyone
there of an erect, seeping cock. She knelt between Lorraine's opened
legs and penetrated her with the nozzle.

Lorraine moaned aloud when Jen injected her with a few bursts of
whipped cream.

Jen withdrew and brusquely thrust her finger in and out of Lorraine's
pussy. She presented her cream-coated finger to Ned and he sucked it
clean. She giggled and said, "Go get the cream from her pussy!"

Ned's cock throbbed and his nuts ached. He had saved up for a few days
in anticipation of a wild night of fucking - one in which he was in
control, and one in which he would empty his reservoir of cum multiple
times. He began to have nagging doubts that he would experience any
release that night, even though he was undressed and was in the
presence of two attractive (and naked) women. He knew that Lorraine
meant what she said about her requirement that any guy she lets in has
to orally clean her pussy afterward.

He knelt between Loraine's legs. His cock pulsed once when he saw the
sloppy mixture of warmed whipped cream mixed with Lorraine's own cream
of arousal on her blonde mat. If he were to have his way, he would
plunge in, thrust his aching cock hard into her pussy, and buck like a
stallion when he spurted.

He enthusiasticallly sucked and licked Lorraine's pussy while she
squirmed and moaned. In short order she cried out and 
her pussy went into spasms or orgasmic release.

Jen's pussy was creamy from arousal. "Has he done you before,
Lorraine?" she asked.

Lorraine shook her head. "I don't know if he wants to. When I
mentioned it earlier, he said 'In your dreams, honey.'"

"Well, he's got the mouth for it," Jen answered. "And the cock, too. I
bet it's ready to burst." She giggled.

Ned was in a quandary. He regretted his earlier brash words, and the
attractiveness of Lorraine's pussy made him consider doing the cleanup
task she would require. But beg to be allowed to do it? No way, he
told himself.

"I might even let you fuck me too," Jen said to Ned, "As long as you
clean me afterward. But I want to watch you do Lorraine first."

"I could go for that," Lorraine panted. She turned to Ned. "But if
there's no way it's going to happen with you, maybe we should call it
a night and Jen can give one of her college guys a call."

The women had just raised the stakes. The thought of a younger guy
being asked over for a wild night with two knockout women, especially
when he was already there and undressed, forced him to swallow his
pride.

"I'll do it," he said shakily and knelt between Lorraine's legs.

She put her hands in front of her pussy and smiled. "How do I know
you'll follow through? Haven't you heard of the post-ejaculation
blues?"

Ned had heard of it. While he was sure that he would follow through,
there was this nagging doubt. Lorraine sensed it.

"How badly do you want it?" she teasingly asked as her hands wandered
around her bare midsection.

"I'll do it. I changed my mind. I'll do it."

"You'll do WHAT?" Jen taunted.

Almost in a whisper he said, "I'll suck you clean."

"You'll suck out your own sperm - your own seed - from our pussies
after you ejaculate inside?"

"Yes."

"Every last drop?"

"Yes!"

"Say it!"

"I'll clean every last drop of my seed."

"Every time?"

"Yes! Every time!"

Jen quickly slipped on a dress and gathered Ned's clothes. "To give
you a little incentive to follow through, I'm taking these to my car."
Ned considered protesting, but reasoned that if he were to get any
relief at all that night, other than from his own hand, he'd better
play along.

When Jen returned, she smiled. "Okay, stud - We're ready for the main
event."

As Jen removed her dress, Lorraine thrust her hips forward so that her
pussy was at the edge of the sofa and accessible to Ned. She extended
her arms forward in an inviting gesture. Droplets of her own cream
welled up at her entrance.

"Enter me," she coarsely whispered.

Ned's cock pulsed as he spread her pussy lips apart in preparation. He
easily slid inside. This is sweet, he thought to himself.

His impatient cock took control. Ned tried to savor the experience,
and took a few long complete thrusts. That was all it took, and he
felt his cock helplessly spew forth his payload. Lorraine moaned as
her pussy accepted the hot jets of pent-up semen.

Ned's arousal turned to embarrassment at his quick ejaculation and the
fact that he was being watched by Jen. He had not lost control like
that since he was nineteen.

"Pull out, stud-boy, it's time for dessert," Jen taunted. Lorraine
moaned in anticipation.

Ned withdrew his milky cock and looked at Lorraine's blonde mat. A
dollop of sticky juice began to leak from her entrance. Lorraine
framed her hips with her hands, and Jen looked at Ned with bright
eyes.

He knew it would be foolish to try to go back on his word, and he knew
better than to push the issue about his clothes. He reasoned that if
he could get it over with quickly, he wouldn't have to taste and feel
the texture of his own sticky seed. He quickly put his mouth over
Lorraine's pussy and sucked on her while scooping their juices into
his mouth.

Lorraine gasped with exclamations about how good it felt, and pulsed
her vaginal muscles. Ned kept scooping up the sperm-laden cream.

"Gmmmmf!" He swallowed the ample amount in his mouth.

"Come on, there's more!" Lorraine panted.

In spite of the nature of the cleanup task, he felt his cock stir - he
wanted more pussy that night. So he penetrated Lorraine with his
tongue and extracted more of what he had put in. Lorraine, of course,
enjoyed every moment, and climaxed enthusiastically.

"Let's all go to the bedroom," Jen suggested. "It's my turn with
stud-boy."

The three of them got on the bed. Jen mounted Ned and lay on top of
him in full body contact. Then, using surprising skill, she pumped
with exactly the right tempo and force, and brought Ned across the
finish line rather quickly.

"Uhhhh! UHHHH! UH! UMNNNH!" he exclaimed as he spurted into Jen's
pussy.

She had a satisfied smile as she milked Ned's cock with her inner
muscles. 

Lorraine changed her position and put her hands on Ned's face to hold
him still.

Jen withdrew and knelt over Ned's face, her creamy pussy a few inches
above his mouth. "Open up, stud-boy. I want to see your seed drip into
your mouth."

With passive resignation, he opened his mouth. Jen parted her labia
and ejected a stringy wad. Her aim was perfect, and it dropped into
his mouth. Then she brought her pussy in contact with his mouth and
ordered him to suck. When she thought he had gotten all the goods, she
surrendered to her own climax.

Two hours later Ned awoke lying next to Lorraine. "Where's Jen?" he
asked.

"She said she had a late night date." She put one leg across his
chest. "Feel my legs!" she commanded.

Ned's cock stirred as he felt Lorraine's smooth firm legs.

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