Bridal Creampie
"I meant what I said," Joanie sternly said to her new husband. She
looked stunning lying on the bed in her wedding dress, the hem pulled
up above her bare knees, her hands on her hips. Her dark brown eyes
gleamed with excitement, teasing arousal, and a touch of dominance.
The groom was naked, on his knees between her feet. His member jutted
out impatiently. He had waited months for this moment. Although Joanie
had not let him penetrate her yet, she had come to appreciate the
skill he developed in pleasuring her with his mouth on her pussy. She
had reciprocated by giving him exquisite ejaculations by various
methods.
He loved her scent and her taste. Most of all, he longed for the
intimacy of intercourse, where his throbbing cock would explore and
then freely spurt its payload of arousal deep inside her, again and
again. Many were the nights that he spent alone in his bed, his
lubricated hand stroking his member, imagining that it was inside
Joanie's tasty pussy; at the moment of ejaculation he called out her
name and visualized his spurts of cum being ejected far up inside, her
smooth vaginal muscles closing in and mixing the semen with her own
natural lubricant.
That evening, on the bridal bed, he was about to experience it in
actuality. Also, at her request, he had stoically refrained from solo
relief for a week, in anticipation of a night of intercourse and
sensual release in bed.
Joanie had just pitched a curve. The orgasms he gave her with his
mouth were delicious, she told him. But she wanted a vaginal orgasm
from intercourse before his ejaculation. If he couldn't resist
spurting his arousal into her hot pussy before her orgasm, she
stipulated, he'd have to suck her pussy completely clean, after which
she would welcome him inside again.
That was to be the rule every time they had intercourse. "Every time
you cum inside me before I orgasm, you suck me clean. Every time!"
Her stern look faded into a sensuous, seductive, excited expression.
"Commit to that, and you can enter me," she panted.
Every male knows the feeling of intense wanting - the hot desire that
permeates his midsection at times like these. It feels as though all
the arousal and feeling in the body comes to a focal point in the
groin area. Joanie used that fact to get him to agree. But how to get
him to follow through afterward? She had the perfect answer for that.
They both knew that he would very likely pop off before she had her
vaginal orgasm, especially with the first penetration in the charged
atmosphere of their long-awaited wedding night.
Joanie slowly pulled her wedding dress up - higher, higher. Her naked
hips were exposed. She had removed her panties well before they
arrived at the bridal suite.
He looked at Joanie's dark-haired pussy, and swore that she was
creaming from her arousal. In the state of excitement he was in,
sucking on her sperm-filled snatch appealed to him.
"Well?" she asked.
"What if I just can't bring myself to do it afterward?"
"Then you'll have to pop off into my hand and lick it up before you
get in again," she calmly stated. He knew she meant what she said.
He agreed, and quickly entered her. A low, sensuous "UHHH!" escaped
her.
It felt every bit as good as he had imagined. He felt his new bride's
arms around him, and he began to pump. With each long thrust, she
moaned or let out an excited "UHH!"
Once he began pumping, he could not stop. His cock had a will of its
own, and he could not prevent his hips from repeatedly thrusting. He
felt the first few telltale spurts originate from within and traverse
his member. He knew he had crossed the line and could not do anything
about it. Joanie's pussy was too enticing.
Hot spurts of his seed ejected forcefully from his aroused cock.
Joanie's whimpers made him pump harder as each hot pulse wracked his
midsection.
Joanie was excited. She held him close and he remained inside her.
They both knew he had spurted profusely. If he was going to please his
new bride, his mouth was going to be kissing and sucking where his
cock had spewed.
He felt Joanie's hands grasp his hips and gently push.
"Come clean me, my love. Better luck next time." She had a sensuous
gleam in her eye.
He wondered how many other women had the same rule about cleaning
their pussies. He told himself that he would rather lick his own cum
from his bride's pussy than from her hand. When he got in the classic
cunnilingus position he saw close up the primal sensuality of her
opened pussy oozing the mixture of their abundant juices.
He had eaten her pussy many times before, and loved it. Never with cum
having been spurted inside, though. As he put his mouth closer, he
felt her legs tremble. The white lace of the hem of her wedding dress
lay across her trim midsection.
He overcame his resistance and quickly put his mouth over as much of
her pussy as he could, and licked once. He heard her gasp.
Another lick.
"OH!" she moaned.
Every time he licked, more sperm oozed from her pussy onto his tongue.
Joanie's moans became louder with each lick, and she began to twist
and rock her hips.
"Gmmmmf!" he finally swallowed.
"OH! Ahh! Keep going! Get it all!" she moaned.
His arousal began to return and he passionately kissed her pussy. He
wanted to be inside her again, and savor the feeling of intercourse
before spurting. His enthusiasm increased with his arousal, and he
applied his mouth ever more passionately to his task.
Joanie twisted and squirmed. Her choked moans would have aroused
anyone listening. When her new husband swallowed again, she crested.
Open mouthed moans filled the bridal suite and her hips thrashed
about. "Oh, keep going!" she pleaded, and he renewed his efforts. By
the time he had extracted everything his impatient cock had squirted
inside her, she had crested three times.
He wanted to penetrate her again, but she had him lie back while she
subjected him to a period of exquisite teasing with her hands. Then
she mounted him. Her eyes were wide with passion, and her smile had a
teasing and determined quality. She still wore her wedding dress, and
had pulled the top down to expose her breasts.
Slowly, steadily, she pumped. She loved the way his cock filled her,
and she knew he was absorbed in the feeling of finally being inside
her. She didn't state her rule about his ejaculating but knew it was
on his mind. She became more aroused at the thought of his constant
struggle to hold back.
"Joanie... ahhhh! Uhhh! JOANIE!"
She felt his member harden inside her, and she continued to pump. As
soon as she whispered, "That feels so good," he began to spurt. The
strength of his bucking and writhing delighted her, and she leaned
forward and held on until his ejaculation subsided.
It took a few minutes for their breathing to return to normal. With a
sensuous gleam in her eyes she leaned forward and held his hands
against the mattress as she withdrew. There was an audible slurping
sound as her pussy released his member.
"Okay," she said, and straddled his willingly open mouth.
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