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Subject: {ASSM} "Creampie Hookup" (MF) by Creampie Eater
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Creampie Hookup
---------------

I got very frustrated yesterday. My wife, who has a
low sex drive anyway, went on the rag several days
before she and the kids went to Denver for skiing over
Spring Break. I reminded her that I found
self-restraint difficult when I was horny, but she
shrugged off my concerns like she always does. Of
course, my family got stuck in the blizzard in Denver.
Instead of returning today, they are now scheduled to
fly home Tuesday.

Feeling my balls full and being incredibly horny, I
posted a message this morning in a Yahoo group looking
for a hookup:

Horny MWM looking to give oral to a lady, with no
reciprocity required. I am alone today through
tomorrow night, so if you need some attention write me
privately and we can hook up.

I had never had any success meeting anyone, so I had
no expectations of meeting someone.  But, the idea I
might kept me extra horny throughout the morning.  I
checked my email at lunch, and I found a reply.  It
was short, giving her name (Terry) and suggesting I
call her cell phone.

I dialed the number anxiously, feeling like the number
was familiar.  Terry answered, and asked if I was
serious about the no-reciprocity thing.  Feeling even
more anxious (but sporting a boner), I told her I was.
 I offered to let her bring a friend if that would
make her feel safer, but she just chuckled.  She also
told me that we had to be done by 5:00, since her
husband would return then.

After talking about expectations, we arranged to meet
at a Taco Bell not far from my house.  I didn't spare
the horses to get there by the arranged time.  In
fact, I arrived 10 minutes early.  I bought myself a
soda water, and settled down to wait.  I wanted to
observe Terry when she arrived.

My town has 75,000 people in it, but it never fails
that I meet someone I know.  Five minutes before I was
to meet Terry, the team mom from my son's soccer team
came in.  Brenda was always standoffish (I wasn't in
her clique), but after some visible decision-making,
she came over to say hi.

Besides her aloof manner, I found Brenda attractive. 
She was 40-ish, like me, but was toned.  She ran a
couple miles every day and played indoor soccer on a
co-ed team.  Her face was pretty enough, with the
start of tiny life-lines.  Her eyes were her best
feature.  They were a pale blue color, nicely shaped
and sparkly.

When she walked over, she looked particularly good.  I
had never seen her wear makeup, but she was doing so
today.  Her shoulder-length blonde hair was arranged
with a variety of trendy flips, which stroked my
fetish-y hot button (I loved her center part and heavy
bangs).  She was wearing a tennis outfit.

"Hi Brenda," I said as she walked over.  "Howya
doing?"  I tried not to act suspiciously, but I was
obviously in the wrong place for a man who should be
at work.

"Hi Clem," she said, crossing her arms.  I expected
her next words to be questioning what I was doing, or
where Perra (my wife) was.  Instead, we talked about
the blizzard in Denver, and how that was affecting the
soccer team.  She had reminded us last night that we
had a scrimmage on the weekend, and I told her my son
wouldn't be there.  Now she told me several other team
mates were also stuck in the blizzard.

It was interesting, but I couldn't help looking at my
watch several times.  Terry would be arriving soon. 
Finally, Brenda picked up on my attention to the time.

"Meeting someone?" she asked.

"Yeah, I am supposed to meet, uh," my mind raced,
looking for an excuse, "a lady from my church."  Then,
I hoped to divert her attention by going on the
offensive.  "So, you meeting someone too?"

She suddenly looked alarmed.  I got the impression
that my "innocent" question was to be answered with a
lie.  "Yeah, Dennis and I are thinking about
redecorating, and I am interviewing a painter in a
safe place."

"Why doesn't Dennis interview him with you?" I asked. 
Dennis was her husband, and a pompous jerk.

"He took the kids to A&M for a baseball game," she
told me.

So, we talked some about her ideas for redecorating. 
By the time conversation lagged, it was ten minutes
past the arranged meeting time.  "I think I'll call my
friend and see if she's stuck somewhere," I said.

I pulled out my cell phone, and I saw Brenda pulling
hers out.  Presumably she was going to call her
painter.  I had programmed Terry's number into my
phone, so I hit a number and listened for the ring.

Imagine my shock when Brenda's phone rang.

Her eyes went very wide, as I'm sure mine did as well.
 She flipped her phone open and said "hello" into my
ear.

I disconnected.  "Terry?" I asked.

"Dave?" she asked.

It would have been comical, but imagine the situation.
 Two people were trying to cheat on their spouses with
an anonymous person, and end up knowing each other. 
We both groaned with the sudden let down.

"Well, shit," I said, bemused.

"Figures," she said.  "You know, this is the first
time I ever tried meeting someone."

"Me too," I said.  I looked at her, trying to hide my
disappointment.  "So you feel like some lunch?" I
asked.  "I'll buy."

"Well, that was the deal," she smiled.  Turns out we
had very similar tastes in the pseudo food that is
Taco Bell, and we were soon snarfing it down.

"I wondered why you looked so good," I said, squirting
fire sauce on my crispy "taco".

"You thought I looked good?" she asked, seemingly
surprised.

"You are a good looking woman," I said, feeling a
compliment was called for in the situation.  "You just
look extra good today."

"Well, thank you," she said, sincerely.  "Dennis is
always harping on me to lose weight or change my hair
or something.  It's nice to be complimented for a
change."

I held my tongue, not wanting to express my low
opinion of her husband.  "I think you are in great
shape, and I like your hair the way it is," I told
her.  There followed an awkward silence, but her
aloofness seemed gone now.

We talked some more, then grew silent again as the
meal was finally consumed.  She looked at me, and
finally said, "So, have you decided yet?"

"Decided what?" I asked.

"If you want to go through with it," she answered. 
Now, that surprised me.  I hadn't given it a single
thought after I had found out that Brenda was actually
Terry.

"I just assumed you wouldn't want to," I answered
lamely.  "I'd love to, if you wouldn't feel too weird
about it."  My stomach began to flip/flop as I waited
her answer.

"No reciprocity, right?" she asked.  I nodded, unable
to find my voice.  "OK, then do you know where I
live?"  I didn't, but she gave me directions.

To be certain, I followed her anyways.  Brenda left
the garage open, and I pulled into her husband's space
before she closed the garage door behind us.

"Want a drink?" she asked, leading me into their
house.

"Just some ice water, in case my mouth gets dry from
licking you."  Verbalizing that I was about to service
her made me both randy and embarrassed.

"We wouldn't want that," she smiled, aware of my
sudden discomfort.  She used the ice crusher in the
refrigerator door, and squirted water into the glass
as well.  Then, she led me into their screened in
porch at the back of the house.  Shielded on two sides
by tall bushes, about all that was visible from the
porch was St. Lawrence Catholic Church, where they
were active members.  I wondered at her kinkiness,
wanting to be serviced with the church looming over
us.

"OK, let me see you strip," she smiled.

Now, this was unexpectedly nerve wracking!  I had
agreed to be nude while I serviced her when I thought
she was a stranger, but as I began to disrobe I
remembered all the meetings at practice and on the
sidelines.  Even though I wasn't in her circle, we
must have talked a hundred times.  Now we would look
at each other with different eyes, and the prospect
caused some anxiety.  However, I will admit that I
also found the situation very hot.

I was nude in a flash, and sporting a very hard
erection.  Brenda eyed me with some interest, getting
a lusty look that I found very attractive.

"I can't believe we're doing this," she said, her face
getting flushed.

"Me neither," I said, "but I am really looking forward
to it."  I pulled from the pocket of my discarded
pants the condom I had brought.  Since youth I had
drooled precum when erect, and I was getting moister
as I got older.  I opened it and began to roll it on. 
"I am afraid I'll cum while I eat your pussy," I
explained.

"I can see that," she smiled.  Then she looked around
and grabbed a wicker chair, turning it so that it
faced the church.  She sat in the chair, her cute
tennis skirt riding high on her thighs.  "Are you
ready?" she asked.

I took a drink of the ice water.  Without saying
anything, I knelt between her legs, and gently pushed
them apart.  I saw a pair of pale blue cotton panties,
the crotch getting wet.  "Skootch your hips out," I
said.  She did, and I spread her legs.  I can't even
describe how much I wanted to pull her panties off and
tongue fuck her!

Controlling myself, I kissed gently on her panties,
capturing a faint trace of her flavor.  Her aroma was
strong and musky, and I pressed my nose into her
crotch.  MMMmmmm, ambrosia!

"How long do I have?" I asked her.

"Hmmmm, about two hours," she told me.  "Take your
time and do a good job."

"I will," I smiled.  "I will."

I teased her for some time, watching her face to gauge
her reaction.  Her panties became soaked, and I could
see the bump where her clit was.  I sucked on it
through the cotton, and she shivered a little.  Then
she smiled and told me to stop fucking around and to
pull her panties off.  I ignored her until she shifted
to a more begging tone, preferring instead to licking
her crotch strongly, pressing it between her lips.

"Please pull my panties off," she urged.  "I want to
feel that fucking tongue of yours deep in me."

"Well, since you said 'please'", I laughed.  I paused
to take a sip of water, then slowly pulled her panties
off.  I loved how they clung to the last at her sticky
wet crotch.

My first impression is that she was a natural blonde. 
My second is that she and Dennis must not fuck much. 
Her pussy looked pristine, except for the flower of
her inner lips.  I know the size of labia and shape of
a woman's pussy is largely genetic, but I also like to
think I can tell when a pussy is used to fucking, and
lots of it.  Brenda's didn't have the look of a
heavily used cunt.

"Gawd, your pussy looks so pretty," I told her.   It
actually was pretty.

"Then give it a kiss," she said.  She gently grabbed
my head and guided my face to her crotch.  I only
touched it a few times before she gasped and came. 
She was really hot!

After that, she pushed me away.  "Just stop for a
minute," she said.  "My clit gets really sensitive
after I cum."

I was perplexed.  I wanted to eat her lots more, but
this was cutting into our two hours.  "What if I focus
a little lower?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" she queried.

"You'll see," I smiled.  I lifted her legs, then
pressed them forward so that she was more scrunched
up.  I pulled apart her butt cheeks, and gazed at her
browneye.

"You aren't really going to lick my butthole?" Brenda
asked.  She had the breathless sound of a woman who
wanted me to do exactly that.

"Hmmm, maybe," I smiled.  Then I removed all doubt by
pressing my lips to the puckered opening and giving it
a loud smack.

"That is so nasty!" she exclaimed.

"You mean tasty," I rejoined.  I flicked my tongue
onto her opening, then deliberately circled it with my
tongue.

"Oh FUCK," she grunted, shaking a little.  "Dennis has
never done this!"  I didn't bother to answer, but
still circled, pressing my tip against her opening
from time to time.  Time slipped away as I opened her
up to new possibilities.  Finally, I tasted something
familiar.  Her pussy was so wet that it was dripping
down to her asshole!

Taking that as a good sign, I let her unscrunch and
dove into her flowing pussy with gusto.  I licked and
slurped her juices, feeling her shaking and shivering
as her orgasm built.  Testing what I could get away
with, I pressed a finger into her liquid depths. 
Getting nothing but a moan, I began to slide it in and
out while I continued my oral service.

Suddenly, from the sighs and moans and murmurings, her
voice rang out clear.  "Fuck me," she hissed.  I
looked up at her.  "Fuck me.  I want to feel your cock
in me."

"That's not part of the deal," I said.

"Fuck the deal.  I want to feel full of your cock." 
Her voice was insistent.

Now, I normally don't object to fucking women,
especially women who looked as pretty as Brenda did
right then.  But, mentally I had decided that eating
her wasn't cheating.  It was just fun.  If I fucked
her, I would be cheating on my wife.  Again.  I hated
the feelings that followed being unfaithful.  I
decided to put her off.

"I will, but I'll take off this condom and cum inside
you."

"Perfect," she moaned.  Her sudden gush of heat led me
to think that she enjoyed the idea.  "I love to feel
Dennis cumming in me."  Her eyes were very blue now. 
She was quite fetching when she begged to get fucked.

"Well, I probably won't last too long," I said.  "I
feel like I am on the edge."

"That's OK, as long as I can be on top and can rub on
you a little."  I was out of objections, so when she
told me to lie on my back, I did.  She knelt and
pulled off my condom, looking at the precum it had
captured.  She put her knees on either side of my
hips, and prepared to put me in her.

"One thing," I said, stopping her at the last moment. 
"If I cum before you, I want to finish you off
orally."

"Eeeewwww, gross," she said, her eyes large.  I got
the impression that she didn't really think it was
gross.  Without delay, she pointed my cock up and sank
onto me.  We both let out groans of pleasure.  She
felt like fire inside, like wet fire.  When she leaned
over me, I could feel her clit on my shaved pubes.  It
was awesome.

She looked down on me, her hair framing her face.  She
got a look, then leaned further over and kissed me.  I
love kissing, but I had never thought about kissing
her.  Now, she was kissing me, passionately.  Her
tongue was in my mouth, making me feel like she owned
me.

I lasted longer than I had thought I would, shoving my
dick frantically into her while she humped me. 
Finally, I couldn't hold off any longer and I began to
shoot a steady stream of semen into her pussy.  Her
mouth covered mine, so that I couldn't gasp for air. 
I was being suffocated during sex.  Awesome!

I was still reeling when she shifted her humping so
that she was sliding back and forth on me, smacking
her clit against my cock.  With my cum there, it was
really gooey and slippery.  Her breathing got ragged,
and after five minutes she suddenly lunged forward to
sit on my face.

Oh my goodness, she was sloppy.  Her extreme wetness,
my added cum, and the humping had made her pussy
covered with creampie.  I tried to clean her at first,
but she gasped "my clit, my clit".  I focused on that
and she came almost immediately.  Then it got really
messy, as more creamy liquid was squeezed out.

After a minute, I gently rolled her off my face and
onto her back.  I spent a good long time just cleaning
cream from her crotch.  If I got too close to her
clit, she warned me off.  But, that was OK, because I
was happy just eatin'.

Brenda told me that Dennis had a problem with
premature ejaculation, and she had been fantasizing
about having him finishing her off after he was done. 
In that way, I had provided a bigger service than I
had thought I would.  Not only had I given her a
couple nice Os, but I had also confirmed that having
her creampie eaten would be fulfilling.  I knew Dennis
was in for a surprise, and soon.  

Before I left, we agreed that our rendezvous had never
happened.  It would be too awkward to be cheaters and
on the same soccer team.

Happily, we made plans for our next rendezvous.

*********

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