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Cream-pie Strap-On 
by Creampie Eater (creampieeater@excite.com)

***

Unstrapping her harness, she left the monster in me. She 
kissed my lips and then began the process of licking my 
cum off my sweat-soaked body. I smiled a contented 
smile, understanding again that I wasn't the only cum-
eater in the bed... (F-dom/M, d/s, mast, oral, anal, 
toys)

***

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" I moaned, uttering the sound every second 
or so in a steady unbroken rhythm. That was how long it 
took Vanessa to pull the fat dildo out of my ass and to 
ram it home again. I looked up at her, my ankles over 
her shoulders and her eyes gleaming, and felt so much 
love.

Vanessa was reaming me for my sake. It was a gift. I 
merely had to lay there and enjoy, my palms at my side 
flat on the mattress. I was being passive in this 
fucking, deliciously so. Her hips were the ones slapping 
against the back of my thighs and lower buttocks. Her 
back was the muscle driving the thick long tool home 
again and again. Her forehead was the one covered with 
perspiration.

I closed my eyes, knowing that I would cum too soon if I 
continued to note the details. Even so, I could see her 
breasts swaying ponderously (and quivering as her hips 
struck me). I could see her hair swinging back and forth 
in contrapose rhythm. I could see her dangling earrings 
almost hitting my legs. But most of all, I could see her 
sweet knowing smile. She knew she was sending me to 
heaven, getting me closer with every thrust. She knew 
she was in charge of my pleasure and was gladly assuming 
the role.

Suddenly, she started to slow down. My eyes opened, my 
very soul demanding that she continue. Why was she 
stopping? I was SO close.

"I have a surprise," she said. 

Oh? 

She pulled the strap-on dildo out of me, and I swear I 
could see it steaming. Walking to her overnight bag, she 
opened it and pulled out another dildo.

"Ohmygod," I moaned. Where our normal dildo was fat 
(1.5" across) and long (9"), it was also smooth. This 
new toy... wow.

"Like it?" she asked. I couldn't speak, watching her 
pull the old dildo off the harness and replacing it with 
the new. "It's called the Jeff Stryker. It is supposedly 
named after the guy who they took the impression from. 
Big isn't it?"

Big isn't quite the right word. Impossibly huge was more 
like it. It was at least 2.5" across and 12" long. It 
also had big heavy balls and thick veins. If I weren't 
in such lust, I would have felt shamed at my own normal 
size.

"I'm gonna fuck you with this. But." She left the 
conjunction out there, dangling. I loved how she said 
"fuck"... so earthy and vulgar.  It turned me on to hear 
her hiss it out of her pretty mouth. The "But" worried 
me though.

"But?" I prompted.

Vanessa smiled that sweet smile again, albeit with a tad 
of malice. "But," she continued, "first you are going to 
cum in me and suck your cum out until I orgasm all over 
your mouth. When I cum enough, I'll give you the orgasm 
you *really* want. And you will be able to last a long 
time after your own orgasm."

During the explanation, she was unbuckling the heavy 
harness she wore.  I saw again her pretty pussy, wet 
with desire and with lips begging to be chewed. I knew 
her pussy would milk my cum from me. And knowing that I 
would be eating that same cum was exciting. Almost too 
exciting.

She came to the bed and laid next to me. Her face was 
framed by her hair, glowing from the backlit afternoon 
sun in the window. She looked like an angel. She brought 
her lips to mine, kissing me oh-so-sweetly. Our hands 
explored each other, my fingers finding her nipples, and 
hers mine. As I grimaced in the glorious pain of her 
hard pinching, my hand trailed down to cup her pussy. 
When my finger dipped between her lips, I found my whole 
hand covered by the torrent of juice that rained out.

I didn't want to hurry her, because I love the pleasure 
after nipple pain. But she brought her leg over mine and 
mounted me. During these sessions, she made sure my 
place was on the bottom. She would control the tempo. 
She would control the action. She would control me, and 
we both liked it that way.

She sank onto me in a single gliding movement. Then she 
tilted forward and ground her clit against my bald 
pubes. Her wetness felt incredible against my bare skin. 
Her pussy sucked at me, milking me.

She mouthed the words, "Cum in me."

Since I had so recently been sodomized and brought to 
the brink of orgasm, I did just that.

As I tried to suck in the air my body required during 
orgasm, she brought her mouth over mine. In my paralysis 
of ecstasy, she probed my mouth with her tongue, 
taunting me, urging my orgasm to continue. I saw stars.

And yet, it had barely finished when she pulled off me, 
clamping her hand over her hole to keep my semen in. 
With a well-practiced movement, she moved forward and 
positioned her pussy above my stunned mouth. She removed 
her hand and began to drain my cum onto my lips. I was 
still a bit stunned, so much smeared onto my face. But I 
roused myself and craned my neck up to begin licking at 
her flowing pussy.

She settled down, wriggling her hips to smear the cum I 
had missed over my face. I explored her in the way she 
loves, focusing first on eating the goo from her. My 
tongue dug deep, and I began to moan despite myself. 
Hearing me so aroused while "servicing" Vanessa arouses 
her in turn. Her increased wetness made the cream-pie 
flow out in a drippy sticky stream. Mmmmmm!

As her arousal increased, my tongue began to feel her 
clit become really pronounced. It was easy and rewarding 
to flick it with my tongue and lips, feeling her shake 
and listening to her growls. And, happily, she started 
grinding her flowing puss against my willing and eager 
mouth.

Her pussy lips formed a suction against my face, sucking 
me in. I loved the wetness of them, and the heat they 
emitted. Had she not been humping my mouth, I would have 
pulled them with my mouth and suckled at them. Instead, 
I tilted my face so that they fell against my chin as I 
began to nurse directly at her clit.

That was it! She began to almost yell "oh oh oh" and sat 
heavily on my face. Her pussy contracted against my 
chin, soaking my lower face and neck. Her fingers 
wrapped into my hair and pulled me tight against her. It 
was gloriously hot and rewarding, knowing that I had 
made her cum.

She started to slow down, but I sensed she was in her 
"cum many times" mood. Accordingly, I began to lap and 
suck at her hole, ignoring her clit. In just a couple 
minutes, she started moaning again, and I used that as a 
signal to suck again at her love bud. Ten minutes after 
her first orgasm, she had her second. It was longer and 
more sustained, and she rolled off me to breathe.

She started to kiss me again, delighting in my sticky 
face. She loves to see the tangible proof of my love of 
oral sex. My soaked mustache became a focus of her 
attention, and her tender gaze filled me with warmth. 
And yet... and yet I kept thinking of that big fat Jeff 
Stryker dildo and how to earn its use.

I began to beg. I begged for the nastiest thing I could, 
the thing that turned her on most. "Please let me eat 
your ass.... let me. I want to. Please?" She loved to 
hear me beg for it, and had been known to almost cum 
just from my earnest begging. But, it was an act that we 
reserved for our horniest meetings. A meeting like this 
one.

We began a dialog.

"Do you really want to lick my asshole?"

"YES PLEASE! Let me lick it."

"How do you want to do it?"

"I want to push my tongue in and out, and so deep that 
you can squeeze my tongue..."

In the end, she squatted above my mouth, letting me 
spread her ass cheeks and bury my tongue in her rear. It 
was so exciting to feel her responding to my 
stimulation. I felt her tensing and tensing, rocking 
back and forth on my mouth. Her acrid taste reinforced 
the taboo aspect, making me even hornier. She came like 
this, her fingers rubbing her clit and mound while I 
almost literally ate her ass.

After she came, she laid next to me, her face buried 
sleepily in my neck. I laid there, excruciatingly horny, 
anticipating the denouement like a child anticipates the 
morning on Christmas Eve. My excitement grew as she laid 
there, recharging her batteries. Her fingers began to 
lazily trace over my body, feeling the various pools of 
liquids and dried former-liquids.

She was especially interested in the puddle of pre-cum 
in my stomach. I felt I had been dripping all day. She 
scooped a fingernail full of the viscous liquid, and fed 
it to me, then another. She called me little pet names 
like "cumeater" and "goo boy" while feeding me, all the 
time purposely avoiding my cock. I wouldn't be touched 
until the end... to do so was to risk an unintended 
orgasm; I was that excited by then.

Finally, she stood and put the harness back on. She 
hefted her new dick, surprised at the weight of it. She 
teased me, making me beg for it. It was mildly 
humiliating to beg to be ass-fucked, but my horny mind 
didn't even register that emotion. I *wanted* her to 
fuck me with Jeff Stryker's dick, and I did not mind in 
the least telling her that.

Still, when it was time, I wondered if it wasn't too 
large. Unlike our recent sessions, she made extra sure 
to lube me up. I groaned as she spread a nice dollop of 
grease on my opening and then inside me. She spent a 
minute, pumping and corkscrewing her fingers in and out, 
telling me how open I was getting. Damn, Vanessa sure 
knew how to push my hot buttons.

It was time. She planted her feet firmly, and asked me 
to bring my knees to my chest. Then she put that 
impossibly fat cockhead at my opening and pushed. She 
pushed harder, listening to me grunt and groan as I felt 
myself being opened and opened wide. Wider still, until 
I felt it begin to slip in. Cautiously, she backed out, 
then pressed forward again. It was frustrating to have 
myself forced open, only to have it removed immediately. 
I knew it was for my benefit, but I began to anticipate 
the pleasure of being filled.

When that pleasure came, it was almost more than I could 
take. On and on it went, my insides being displaced as 
she inserted her cock in me.  She was gentle, gauging my 
reactions and giving me all I could handle, then backing 
off a little. She was not able to push it all in, but 
left an inch or so out. Then she slowly removed it, 
added more lube, and pushed in again.

Her slow steady fucking made me whimper. With need, with 
intense pleasure. When she built up speed an eternity 
later, I began to lose control, cursing with desire and 
pleasure. She picked up the tempo until she found that 
"oh oh oh" speed of before. With the size of the monster 
she was moving, the effort was much greater... and 
infinitely more pleasurable.

All good things must come to an end. Mine came with a 
spray of cum.  She was tired, but determined to give me 
the orgasm I deserved. She pulled out, and added a bit 
more lube, but then put some in her palm.  This time, 
she pushed in deep and bunny fucked me shallow and fast.  
Her hand gripped my cock, jacking me in time with her 
thrusts. I felt my orgasm begin in my ass, like the most 
intense ones do. My whole lower half spasmed, cumming in 
a massive muscular contraction. With the dildo buried 
deep, my anus was able to grip and squeeze against 
something... a sensation barely describable but 
amazingly intense.

Vanessa's free hand found my balls and squeezed them, 
urging them to empty. My first spurt crossed my chest, 
splashing my neck. The next two dozen were each less 
intense. By the time she stopped, I was covered with 
cum. And I was almost unconscious.

Unstrapping her harness, she left the monster in me. She 
kissed my lips and then began the process of licking my 
cum off my sweat-soaked body. I smiled a contented 
smile, understanding again that I wasn't the only cum-
eater in the bed.

END

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