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Subject: {ASSM} "Cleaning Up" (FF MF FFM gang) by Creampie Eater
Date: Mon, 17 Nov 2003 23:10:05 -0500
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Cleaning Up
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He kissed me, deeply and with emotion.  Then he
whispered "thank you" to me, even though I was the one
who should have thanked me.  I liked this guy, because
he was always so grateful and complimentary.  He
always stuck around after the others left, to express
what he would be embarrassed to say in front of them. 
I think he had genuine affection for me, which was
unusual.  When I have my first anal gangbang, he will
be the guy who starts it off.

He made his way out the door, and I heard it close. 
He had been the first to dress, but the last to leave,
and now I was at last alone.  I picked up the phone
from the bedside table, and dialed Clem.  "They're
gone" I told him, then hung up.  I set the phone back
on the bedside table and then reached down to explore
my cunt.  It would be twenty minutes or more before he
arrived.

Not more than five minutes earlier, I had received the
last of the loads for the evening.  I liked to think I
could remember all of them, but I probably had
forgotten one or two already.  Each time the guy's
face screwed up and his mouth gaped open, I stored the
image away in my memory.  Then, I'd add in the
exciting feeling of his cock swelling in my tender
pussy and the spasmatic throb as he jetted cum into
me.

The last guy had been special.  I always selected one
guy to sit out and watch the others as they fucked me
for hours.  I'd keep tabs on him, making sure he was
excited and ready to take his turn.  From time to time
I'd fluff him, getting him hard and ready to squirt,
only to back him off and make him wait.  I wanted his
load to be huge from anticipation.

This time, it was the big black guy I had teased.  He
had a big cock and bigger balls.  He was usually good
for several large cumshots a night.  Teasing him all
night had been almost overkill, but it had been worth
it.  I sucked him until he warned me he was going to
cum, and then I told him to fuck me.  He did for only
a few very sloppy and satisfying strokes.  When he
began to shoot, he pulled out until only his head was
inside.  His huge load filled my stretched insides,
and yet was very shallow.  He milked his cock, making
sure I took every drop.  It was great.

And so now, I was draining his and the others' semen. 
There was a huge load of it!  My fingers were making
sloppy wet noises as I smeared it around my pussy.  I
was priming myself for the orgasm Clem would give me. 
I was so ready!

I heard the front door open, and soft footfalls came
to me.  I closed my eyes, wanting to imagine Clem's
lust-filled face even more than I wanted to actually
see it.  My eyes shot open when I heard the gasp.  A
soft female gasp.

"Oh my gawd," Jenny said.  Her face was flushed, and
yet I knew it wasn't just from shock.

"What are you doing here?" I gasped.  Jenny lived in
the apartment below mine.  She was a nice lady, not
the kind who should be seeing me after a gangbang!

She ignored my question.  "I always imagined you would
look like this.  But the smell!  It smells like sex in
here.  Now I know what they say when they say a room
smelled of sex."

As I watched, I saw she was wearing her old-style
Astros shirt, the one her ex-husband had left.  When
she unbuttoned it, I saw that was all she was wearing.
 She slipped it off and sat nude on the side of the
bed.  Her eyes explored all of me, then came and
lingered on my eyes.

"I'm a mess," I said weakly.  I didn't know exactly
was going to happen, but it was going to happen with
Jenny.

"You are glorious," she corrected.  She smiled a
little.  "I had to see what you looked like," she
explained.  "I can hear some of it through the
ceiling, and I imagined what you were like when these
guys had you.  And I know Clem comes later and cleans
you up.  I had to see what you looked like.  I usually
lay downstairs and masturbate, wondering what it was
like to be doing what you are doing."

"And today you decided to see?"

"Today I saw Clem leaving, and asked him," she told
me.  I saw that it had been a courageous thing for her
to do.  "He told me what was going on, had been going
on for months.  And he said he came back to suck your
pussy and clean these guy's cum from you.  That's what
I had always imagine him to do."  She flushed a deep
pink.  "And I have been so excited... imagining...."

"Imagining how it felt to have him clean you out?"

She turned a furious red.  "Imagining how it would be
to do it."

"And now?"  I prompted.

"And now, I'm going to find out."  Her eyes met mine,
and I felt my breath catch as she slid to the end of
the bed.  I spread my legs, knowing how used and gooey
I was.  I'd only had a couple lesbian experiences, and
neither had been very good.  But I felt terribly
aroused to see the ardent look on Jenny's face.  She
really wanted to do this.

Her eyes flicked down to my pussy, then locked on it. 
"I've never seen another woman like this," she
whispered.

"I'm sorry I am such a mess," I whispered back.

"You are glorious," she repeated, "so totally fucked
and sexy."  She didn't hesitate much, but slid a
finger to my sex.  My pussy was raw from the fucking,
and her fingers were so obviously feminine.  Slender
with groomed fingernails.  And she was touching me.  I
let out a low moan.

She smeared some of the cum around my waxed pubes,
then circled down to penetrate me.  She slid her
finger deep into me, then pulled it out and examined
her digit.  It was completely coated with cum.  Jenny
closed her eyes and sucked her finger.  I heard her
throaty moan as she tasted her first creampie.

"How does he do it?" she asked, her voice raspy with
desire.

"He usually licks my outside clean, teasing me a
little.  Then he lays on his back while I sit on his
face.  He likes me to drain into his mouth."

She didn't say anything else, but just leaned closer
until her tongue extended and she touched me.  She
slid her tongue around, lapping at me, cleaning me. 
"More clit," I hissed, feeling powerfully aroused from
the situation.  I thought I could cum right away.

Her lipsticked lips wrapped around my clit, and she
sucked softly.  Then she swirled and flicked her
tongue over it, and I rapidly rose towards orgasm. 
Although eager and a beginner, Jenny had the knowledge
of how far a woman could be pressed.  When I was about
to explode in orgasm, she backed off and ignored my
clit entirely.  As a result, I was left whimpering
with need.

"You like?" she laughed.

"Whew!  You are a great pussy eater," I said.  "You
sure you've never done this?"

"Only in my dreams," she giggled.  "This is pretty
good," she said wriggling her tongue into my stretched
and slimy hole.

"Get on your back," I ordered.  I had enough of this
shit.  I needed to cum.

Jenny slid up and laid next to me.  I thought she
might kiss me, but I understood how awkward that could
have been.  "Other way, like we're going to 69," I
told her.

"Oh," she said.

"Its just that when I roll over and sit up, cum will
come draining out pretty fast," I explained.  "If you
are in position, you'll get more of it."

"I see," she said.  She sounded a little apprehensive,
so as soon as she was in position, I did it.  I could
feel the creampie oozing out, and then her tongue was
lapping at it.  I leaned forward a little to give her
better access to my hole, while allowing me to grind
my clit.  It felt so fucking good!  She ate my pussy
almost as good as Clem did, with nearly equal
enthusiasm.

What often gets me off hardest is seeing how erect
Clem is when he is eating my creampie.  You can't fake
that sort of indicator!  He just loves eating my
pussy, and sucking down a gangbang is a special treat
for him.  As I grind my pussy hard on his mouth, I
watch his cock bob up and down, so damn hard and
oozing precum.  He loves it, and I get off knowing he
does.

But Jenny doesn't have a cock, so I was robbed of that
pleasure.  Almost.  She had laid docilely on her back,
with her arms at her sides.  She was pleasuring me
solely with her mouth!  So, her hands were free and
were rubbing her clit like mad.  Her pussy was soaking
wet, and I could see her hard little nub through the
curly pussy fur.  Her stomach was flexing as her hips
undulated.  She was totally in heat.

When I thought about leaning down and getting into a
69, I came.  That was the oral sex act I wanted most
with a girl, to have my face buried in her pussy while
hers was in mine.  My previous lesbian experiences had
not gone into 69s, which was maybe why they had been
unsatisfying.  So, the knowledge that I had an
opportunity to have one, now, was orgasmic for me.

I heard Jenny moaning and gasping as the night's load
of cum got squeezed out of my love canal.  I knew it
was a lot to swallow, and filling her mouth with cum
was a very exciting idea.  I throbbed for quite some
time, mildly aware that Jenny too had cum.  Finally, I
collapsed on the bed panting.

"That was unbelievable," Jenny commented, laying next
to me.  Rousing myself, I moved around so that I could
look at her face.  She was smiling, content.  Her face
was a mess, like Clem's always is.  I slowly licked
her face clean, aware that she was watching while I
did.  When I was done, I looked at her again.  "Why'd
you do that?" she asked.  "You didn't need to."

"Well, I figured that if you were taking Clem's place,
you ought to get the full experience."

She understood, then carefully asked about the
gangbang itself.  Why we have them.  How we found the
guys, and made sure they were clean.  How often we
have them.  What it feels like.  That sort of thing. 
I answered her fully, but as I did, a thought occurred
to me.

"Do you want to feel what it is like to be me?" I
asked.

She was puzzled.  "What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you want to feel what it is like to be
fucked by a couple different cocks in one night?"

"I don't think so," she said, obviously worried.

I knew I'd have to be more clear, so I slid out of the
bed.  I pulled out the drawer of the bedside table,
and pulled out the Feeldoe.  The Feeldoe is a dildo
with two ends.  One end goes into my pussy, and the
other goes into whomever I am fucking.  The angle
between the ends, and the shape of the end in me makes
fucking like a man possible.

I showed her the Feeldoe.  "I got this to fuck Clem
with," I explained, "but we haven't used it yet.  How
about I fuck you until Clem gets here, and then he can
finish you off?"

Jenny hesitated.  "I haven't been with a guy for a
long time," she said softly.  "I haven't been with a
woman either," she quickly added.

"I'll be gentle, and if you want me to stop, I will,"
I told her.

"OK," she said, looking determined to overcome her
private fears.  She had been very brave so far
tonight, and didn't want to stop so quickly.

I put one leg on the bed, and slowly inserted the
Feeldoe into my sloppy hole.  Despite how stretched I
was, the dildo felt so nice and stayed snugly.  When
it was in, I had a nice  (albeit purple) erection.

"Before I fuck you," I said, "you'll have to suck me a
little.  That's what I have to do."  I got on the bed,
laying on my back like most of the guys I suck, and
stroked my cock.

Giggling a little at the improbability of it, she slid
over and began to blow me.  It was fascinating to see
her technique.  It was different from what I do, and
part of me wondered if it were better.  I stored it
away in my memory for future use, felt the movement of
the dildo in my cunt.  The large bulbous end was
massaging my g-spot, which was very nice indeed.

It was while she was sucking me that Clem arrived. 
"What the fuck?" he smiled, coming in quietly.

"You dickhead," I laughed, "you encouraged her."

"Yes I did," he laughed, beginning to remove his
clothes.  "Was that OK?"

"Yeah, surprising but very nice.  You ought to feel
threatened," I laughed.  "But now she's trading places
with me."

"Oh, do I get to just watch?"

"You get to be the last batter," I told him. 
Conversation was nice, especially with Clem, but I was
excited to see Jenny getting fucked.  "Roll over
bitch," I hissed at her.

She looked up at me, startled to hear me cuss.  She
saw me smiling, and smiling herself she rolled onto
her back.

Carefully, I positioned the head of the Feeldoe at her
opening.  Slowly, aware of her lack of practice, I
slid my cock into her.  She gasped, feeling herself
opening up.  Her fingers found the bedsheet and
gripped it hard.  Her back arched as I buried myself
into her.

Starting slowly, I began to pump in and out.  It felt
pretty good to me, the bulbous end pressing my g-spot
and my clit grinding against the base of the dick. 
Even so, it felt so much better to Jenny.  She didn't
make much sound, but licked her lips undulated against
me.  She reached down and began to massage her clit
while I fucked.  Giving her such pleasure was very
arousing.

We did a lot of variations, letting me learn a lot
about fucking women.  Clem suggested a position, and
we did it.  Some worked for me, some for her, and some
for both of us.  My favorite, though was the simple
missionary position where I had a good angle and I
could see her excite herself.

Jenny started out slow, but soon let herself go.  I
think she came five times.  When I came for a second
time, I pulled out and invited the very anxious Clem
to have a go.

Honestly, I didn't know how Clem could do it, knowing
I was having sex with other men.  Watching Jenny and
he looking at each other, literally like lovers. 
Their eyes locked and they shared an little smile as
he slid into her juicy and stretched pussy.  Surely he
knew I shared those looks with the men who fucked me,
and yet he let me do it.  I had a new admiration for
the gift he gave me.

Clem is not exactly a cocksman.  He loves creampies so
much that he usually doesn't even try to last.  He
pumps for a few minutes, jets his cum into me, then
makes me cum hard with his mouth.  Fucking Jenny,
though, he seemed to want to make it last.  Maybe his
pride was up or some other equally male motivation was
at work, but he fucked her for quite some time.

Finally, he announced he was going to cum.  "Cum
shallow, so it drains," I advised.  I watched, amazed
as he pulled almost all the way out while he shot
squirt after squirt into her.  Having the different
perspective was incredible.

When he was done, and had milked his cock into her, he
just stopped and looked at me.  A very nasty smile
came over his face.  "Get on your back and prepare to
eat creampie," he said.

I was shocked!  But, you know, it made sort of sense. 
We were all trying new things.  Why not me?

I crawled onto the bed, but was unprepared for what
was in store for me when Jenny rolled over and planted
her gooey cunt on my face.  It was red and raw from
fucking, and already draining.  My gawd, there was a
thick glob of cum already at her opening, gathering
mass so that it would drip.  I had only a moment to
take it all in, and then her pussy was mashing down on
my face.

I had tasted creampies before, at least I had tasted
mine.  Jenny's flavor was different than mine, but the
big change was the situation.  When I dipped a finger
and tasted myself, I wasn't trapped between thighs
which amplified the smell and heat.  Too, there was
the feeling of being trapped, forced to suck cum from
her.  But mostly, Jenny was actively grinding on my
face like I had done to her earlier.

This was like the 69 I had wanted before.  She was in
heat and using my mouth, making sure I paid proper
attention to her clitty and flowing hole.  Literally,
it took my breath away to be used like this... to be
giving out such pleasure.  My tongue swirled in and
around her wetness.  It was hot, wet, musky, and
salty, pussy and cock and cum.  I loved it.

I felt my legs being spread and I knew Clem was
getting into it, and I became delightfully confused as
to what to pay attention to.  It was hard to remember
to eat Jenny even though she was forcing me to.  Clem
gives great oral, the bastard.

Despite my inexpertise, it didn't take Jenny so long
to cum.  Her grinds became jerky and clit-focused, and
then she came.  Her vagina convulsed, squeezing out
the mix of her juice and Clem's cum.  I barely could
concentrate on swallowing the load, because I was
close to my own orgasm.  My gasps for breath filled my
mouth with creampie.  It was nasty and too much to
take.

I came.

It was pretty intense, cumming hard while still
trapped between Jenny's thighs.  She had collapsed
onto my stomach, making it even harder to breathe.  It
was like the position was distilling the experience. 
Awesome.

Afterward, we all three laid in a heap, talking and
sharing.  Clem is pretty good at that too, but having
Jenny part of the mix was nice too.  Clem brought up
whether the experience changed things between Jenny
and me.  I don't know if he felt threatened about us
maybe getting together while he wasn't around.  We
reassured him that nothing really had changed after an
experimental encounter.  We all hugged and kissed, and
they left.   I didn't even walk them out, but fell
asleep in the varied wetspots, feeling the tramp.

The next day I passed her door on my way to work and I
was pretty sure Clem really ought to feel threatened.

**********

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