Teen Creampie – Abused And Slattered By Eric

Well it has begun…..

My Wife and Mistress has found a lover. She has met with him twice now and both times has come home quite sated with creampie teen pussy. She told me that it was funny, even my touching Her breasts didn’t excite her sexually (and boy, This is usually all it takes to get her Hot and running!) It just tickled, in an almost annoying way. I did bring Her to orgasm as I licked her creampie teen pussy clean however, but She told me that She was thinking about Him!

I am a submissive and She a lifestyle Domme, as such we enjoy a bit of humiliation in our games. Her Lover, has informed me that I will have to “ask” permission from Him to touch her creampie teen pussy…I think they are co- conspiring against me *EG* They have both told me that I am in for some very nasty, (yet very exciting) times.

As I undressed Her last night, after they had met, I noticed two marks on Her breasts, as if He had squeezed them together and sucked them both at the same time “marking HIS territory and HIS creampie teen pussy”. He told me tonight that YES that was the case and I was to consider them off limits untill the marks faded completely. *OUCH* that may be a while. And I LOVE Her breasts and creampie teen pussy. I assume that if I even so much as touch them, I will be punished by HIM or HER or whatever they decide…

Comments Off

When I opened the door and saw Nick standing there, I immediately felt my blood pressure rise.

“Hi Nick,” I said dryly. “What can I do for you?”

“Hi Chanel,” Nick replied just as dryly. “Donald said I could stop by and pick up some trimming shears after a creampie teen milf.”

“Then come back in a half hour when he’s home,” I retorted, beginning to shut the door.

When Nick wedged his foot between the door and jamb, I had the strongest desire to give the door a good hard shove. Instead, I relented and opened the door again, giving Nick a look of contempt.

“He said I could get the creampie teen milf,” Nick said, a smug look crossing his face.

Heaving a sigh, I fully opened the door to let him in. “Fine,” I said haughtily, “go sit in the living room and wait for creampie teen milf.”

Nick brushed past me, still wearing a smug grin, and made his way to the living room. I watched as he carefully picked his seat, then settled into it comfortably. Gritting my teeth, I gave into the obligatory feeling of being a hostess to this pompous fool.

“What can I get you, Nick?” I asked, feeling my jaw clench.

“Well how about you get me a nice beer before creampie teen milf?” he drawled in his usual irritating manner.

“Sure,” I replied curtly. “I’ll be right back.”

Muttering to myself, I stomped into the kitchen to the refrigerator and yanked it open. I grabbed a beer and slammed the door shut, feeling a small degree of satisfaction as I heard bottles rattle from the force. When I turned around, Nick was standing in front of me, an unreadable expression on his face.

“Pretty nasty with the creampie teen milf, aren’t you?” he challenged as he took a step closer.

Comments Off