The first time creampie-ing my (now ex) girlfriend... twice... [MF]

Allow me to take you back to the wild times of 2023; Barbenheimer was in full swing. Harry Belafonte sadly passed. The Eras tour is upheaving society and for some, life as we knew it. Twas a wild time, and I really had no functional part of it, but this is my story and that's how I'm raising the grandeur of this tale.

I (Asian 36M, 5'11", medium athletic build, extra-medium dick, high enthusiasm and effort) was dating an architect named Britney. She was a curvy 37 year old gal of 5'7" or so, dirty blonde hair falling halfway down her neck, gravity defying tits of around the 42D mark, but her most striking feature was her eyes; Think Alexandra Daddario, but more of a brown-ish green than those icy blues that gained so much fame. The contrast of a coloured eye with a scelra so bleached-white it was jarring to have them look at you. Eyes that look through you, but not past you.

We had reconnected after 7-8 years where we had originally gone on a few dates, and had been dating for approximately 6 months at this point. Unsurprisingly, especially if you have read any of my prior stories, I enjoy a heathy and active sex life. As did Britney. She had a charming routine where if she was horny, she would just walk up to me, grab me right by the shaft through whatever covers I had, look into my eyes, say 'Fuck?' and bite her lips, before stroking me hard. It usually worked. I'm a simple man. We spent most evenings at my place, and on this particular evening she pulled this surefire trick on me. I scoff-laughed, nodded, and followed her into my bedroom, pulling off my shirt as I watched her take off her knitted sweater and bra. She clambered up to the pillows, turned over to lay on them, and stripped off her pants and thong in one motion. I crawled up slowly to join her, kissing her once but settling with a small gap between our lips so I could stare into those mesmerizing eyes. She undid the buttons on my pants and pushed them and the briefs under them down far enough to where her feet could finish removing from me. All without breaking my gaze.

She grabbed my fully erect cock and slowly stroked it a few times, before angling it downwards towards her. I pushed my hips forward only far enough to get the tip into that absolutely sopping wet pussy... slowly teasing her with just the first inch or so. She began playing with her clit while I slowly, repeatedly, gave her only the tip. I started whispering the absolute dirtiest shit to her, still looking into those soul-consuming eyes.

Me: "MMmm... you're so fucking wet. You just can't live without this cock can you? I've barely even touched you and you're already leaking onto my sheets. You little slut. You just want me to shove this cock all the way in don't you? Just use that pussy until you're creaming all over it?"

Britney only responded with soft nods, gasps, and moans. She was working herself into an absolute lather, circling her clit faster and faster, while I continued my slow and steady pace of teasing her with my cock. I tortured her for what felt like 15-20 minutes. She was getting fairly close to cumming from her self-stimulation, my cruel jabs that never let her experience my full length or girth.

Me: "Oh you're going to cum aren't you? You haven't even felt me fuck you properly today. I haven't even begun using you tonight, and you're already fucking losing it aren't you?"

Britney: "Oh shit... oh my god I'm going to cum... oh my god".

I felt her abs contract as her breathe sped up to a gasping, galloping pace. She let out a few hard, strained moans. And that's exactly when I decided to absolutely jam my cock into her, to the fullest depth, all in one stroke.

Britney: "oh FUCK I'm cumming againnn" she groaned passionately as her hips bucked into me.

I began fucking her in earnest, still in missionary, her legs wide open, cradling my hips, while I was still looking into her eyes that were no longer focused on mine. Not allowing her the comfort of a ramp up. Gentle teasing to full hip-slamming strokes against one of the wettest pussies I have ever possessed in all my years. I absolutely gave it to her, railing her so hard an observer would have thought I was hate-fucking her. She was no longer playing with her clit, her hands hanging onto my sheets for dear life. I beat that pussy up with reckless abandon for what must have been 5-6 minutes, and I knew was getting close to cumming myself.

Me: "You're going to make me cum so fucking hard, where do you want it?"

And she said those magical words that words that so many men, like myself, hold dear to our hearts.

Britney: "Cum in me, please. Fill my pussy up please".

At this point, I want to note that Britney was not on any form of birth control due to a variety of health reason. Up to this day, I had always pulled out and came on her stomach, Jackson Pollock'd her back, let her feel me cum in her mouth, but never inside her. Until this very moment.

I was a little blown away, and very excited. Carried away by the risk and excitement of what she was asking me to do.

Me: "Oh, you're beggin me to cum in you? You want my cum that badly don't you? You fucking want me to fill pussy..... I'm going to give it to you... I'm cumming" as I wrapped my hands underneath her to pull her tighter, and just unloaded the entire goddamn battery into that waiting and wanting pussy.

Mag dumped into her cunt. Broke the levee and unleashed those flood waters onto her plains. I kept my cock buried deeply inside of Britney as I caught my breath. She wrapped her arms around me as I rested my head on the pillow beside hers. I slowly started rocking my hips to shift my cock inside her, before slowly sliding my still-hard cock in and out of that freshly fucked and creampied pussy. I started fucking her again with my face in the pillow, at a moderate pace but hard enough that you still hear the rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh. My cum served as ample additional lube, creating a seamless pathway between my pleasure and hers.

I came inside Britney again, breathlessly. Both of our crotches were almost disgustingly wet and sticky at this point, an equal measure of my cum, and hers. I remember laying on her, both of our bodies sweaty and panting, until my slowly softening cock slid out of her. After that night, I always came inside of her. 5-6 times a week, for the remainder of our relationship.

I hope you enjoyed this, and I'm always open to constructive criticism to my writing style or suggestions to how I might improve these (Obviously I have no intent to embellish or exaggerate, these are all honest recollections of mine). Let me know what you thought!

With that request down, I leave it to the reader to vote for my next recounting of my sexual past:

The steamy first date with the chef Brooklyn, where we ended up in a dark bar with her stroking my cock through my pants while I ate my dinner

Hooking up with the goofy and slutty former coworker/receptionist Lynn, from whom I got a random snap inviting me for a drink 10 years later.