Cream That Got Her Whipped

Me: Well, I didn’t expect you’d be married! Let me guess your husband is out of town and can’t get it up?

Priyanka: Yes, that and impotent as well. How’d you guess?

Me: Well, isn’t that drove you to this website in the very first place?

Priyanka: Well, you are getting there.

Me: Sorry that your marriage is kind of screwed up.

Priyanka: Oh, don’t worry, I’ve taken care of these issues.

Me: Bold and smart. I like it.

Priyanka: Young and thick.  I like you.

We then exchanged hangouts ids and started talking there. Suddenly our conversation turned into sexting, and sexual tension started building up in both of us. Honestly, I did find all of this very hot! But I didn’t expect to fuck her even though we lived in the same city.

A few months passed this way. Then one day, she said over a voice call, “You seem to be fun. Want to fuck me? Huh? Do you want to fuck my tight wet pussy?”

I said, “Put on the cam, then we’ll know for sure.”

A fair chubby mature-looking woman appeared. I was blown away by her figure. And I have a fetish for chubby women. I pulled out my cock, which was already rock hard from seeing this busty bubble beauty.

“Oh, God! What a cock!”She said.

“Fuck those jugs! How big are they?” I growled!

“38C, darling.”

“I want to put my cock in between them and fuck them apart.”

“Mmmm, good, then fucking do it. Fuck me hard with all you got,” she replied, “I want to bathe your thick cock with my saliva and rub it all over my pussy before you fuck me.”

“Shit! I wish I could do that all day over and over again,” I said.

This hot talk on the phone went on for quite some time.

“One day,” I said, “Sweetheart, if we ever happen to meet, I’d have a bag full of surprises just for you.”

Priyanka: Awww, really? What would that be, Mr?

Me: You have to wait till that day arrives.

Priyanka: Haw, I really can’t wait.

Me: Good things come to only those who wait.

Priyanka: Can’t that day be this Saturday?

Me: Let me take a look at my schedule and let you know.

Priyanka: It would be perfect as my husband is off to London for a business conference.

Me: Oh really?

Priyanka: Yes.

Me: Alright, I’ll tell you in some time.

Priyanka: Please make it fast and don’t make me wait, Sweetheart!

After a while, I texted her back.

Me: Alright, let’s make it happen. I’m going to bring a few surprises for you, Supergirl!

Priyanka: Ok, Wonderboy. I’ll send you my location. Meet me at my place around 10:00 am Saturday.

Me: Sure, I will be there on time.

Priyanka: I can’t wait to hog that thick cock of yours.

Me: I sure can’t wait to experiment with your juicy love hole, either.

Priyanka: Ok, Wonderboy, let’s meet on Saturday and show me what heaven looks like.

Me: You are the Supergirl! I expect you to take me there. (smirk)

Priyanka: Damm, yeah. I should do that.

Me: I bet you do.

The address was revealed to be a posh apartment in Manikonda. So I started a little early to get there. Despite taking the flyover across IKEA, the traffic was bloody awful. I finally reached there about 10:02 am and entered her apartment, and headed to the fifth floor. I went on to ring the bell. Buzz!

The door opened, and I saw my lady. She was leaning on the doorway with a big smile. As I stepped inside, she held my collar and pulled me in for a kiss. It was different. There was an urgency in her kiss, like a need to be closer to her, to engulf her, to consume her.

To say I want to have her too was an understatement. I pulled her closer with my hands flat and firm against her back. Then I reached up, grabbing her hair, pulling her head back and slightly to the side so that her neck is exposed to me. She then let a soft moan out as I gently kissed her then nibbled her neck.

She then broke the kisses and pushed me onto the sofa, and offered me a glass of water. And told me, “Not so fast, big boy.” I just smiled at her. “So, did you like what I did with the place?” She asked. “Hell yeah!” I replied.

She slowly moved towards me, removed my t-shirt. She put her arms inside, wrapping them around me. God! It felt good. I could feel the warmth of her body. She moved down and deftly undoes my leather belt, then the top button of my Levi’s.

She pulled down my jeans, and my already thick and hard cock sprung out. She holds it firmly and looks at me with her mouth open in amazement. “I’ve never seen a cock this thick,” was her immediate response. “So much fucking better than my husband’s.”

Veins on my cock were popping out just by making out with her. She then grabbed my hips and pushed me onto the sofa. Then she gives a spinning lick on the top of the head and suddenly takes it up in her mouth.

“Holy shit! What was that?” I muttered to myself. The warmness in her mouth and the action of tongue and saliva were getting on my nerves. I quickly grabbed her head and pushed all of her hair behind her ear lobes. I tied them in a bun and continued moving her head and pumping my cock in her warm mouth.

Her tongue running on all over my shaft was making me go bonkers. Just when I was cumming, I took a deep breath and pulled my cock out of her mouth. Drenched in her saliva, I pull her up by holding her chin and suck on her lips. Slowly, she responded by spilling her tongue into my mouth.

God, how amazing that was. I gently broke the kiss with a peck on her lips. She looked at me with surprise. Then I winked at her and pushed her on the sofa. I pull down her jeans and saw a black ring cutout cheeky panty of Victoria’s Secret (later I found out).

I have to say this woman has really got some style and game. I slowly licked all of her toe fingers and kissed my way up to the panties. I kissed all over it, then slowly I pulled them down with my teeth. I don’t really care if they are expensive because she’s got something even more invaluable hidden.

“Oh!” she moaned when I threw those panties aside and kissed my way up to her inner thighs. Only to see a clean-shaven tight pussy that is already soaking out wet. I gave her a gentle kiss on her lips and licked it from down to top ending it with a gentle flick on her clit.

Every time I did that, she pushed my head more deeply. Then I slowly break it out and go to my bag pack while she lies there on the sofa with ecstasy. I ask her to keep her eyes closed. I present a whipped cream spray can and sprayed it all over her lips.

Then I kissed her while eating out her lips. She then grabs me and pushes her tongue into my mouth to share the cream. Oh my god! I’m taken aback! Then I go down and spray it on her already wet pussy. The wetness oozed out of her started to settle in with the cream.

Now I grabbed her legs and buried my face inside. I was moving my tongue in circles only to see her become restless and impatient. “Ah shit, don’t stop now. Keep going!” She growled out. “I’m there, please don’t stop, please Eat it with whatever you got!”

The taste of the cream was amazing, but that’s not what I am looking for. I just used this cream to bring out another kind of cream. The one which is invaluable to experience. The one which I wanted her to be whipped for in the very first place.

To be continued.

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