I watched almost every guy in the place undress her with their eyes as she walked through the crowd. She seated herself across the bar from me and my pals and ordered what looked like a White Russian.

When the bartender (another of my married buddies) turned around after delivering her drink he looked at me and winked. I knew what my target of creampie pussies was for the evening. About 15 minutes later it was my turn to sing and I belted out my best Elvis song.

Nowe I'm not a great singer but I do have a good voice and I don't get stagefright so the crowd really got a charge out of my song and applauded heartily when I was done. As I came off the stage, instead of walking back to my friends, I went around to the other side of the bar where i saw another pal of mine. An excuse to get to that side of the bar. After a quick "hey, howyadoin" I went to the bar beside this beautiful woman. I leaned in between her and the couple sitting next to her and ordered a beer. As the bartender went to the cooler to grab my cerveza I made my creampie pussies play.

I turned to her and asked her if she was going to sing tonight. She said that she wasn't a singer but she enjoyed watching other people do it. I said that I had never seen her in this place before and she said that she was from out of town and just out here visiting a friend and was staying in the hotel down the street. My beer arrived and I asked her if I could buy her another drink. She said she'd love one. Yes! I was getting my foot in the door of creampie pussies.

They had their fill of cock and pussy to last them a while that's for sure. They couldn't stop talking about how big and thick their cocks were. The smallest of the cocks was about as thick as one of her balled up fists.

No wonder their creampie pussies were beet red!

I continued lapping at my wife’s hole, she urged me to ease her soreness with my tongue and I gladly obliged. I saw my wife begin to undress from the corner of my eye. I began to undress her friend. She was so delicious, even hotter than I could imagine. I began fondling her huge breasts and matching nubs.

My wife positioned herself next to her friend, suckling one of her nipples as I continued lapping at that now thouroughly cleaned hole. They continued telling me how they really weren't into the girls, not with that much cock around their creampie pussies and pretty much focused on sucking and fucking the men, but they didn't turn away a hard nippled tittie when it was offered to them.

Then there was the drummer, he was the one they couldn't stop talking about. Sure the lead singer was hot and had a healthy cock, but he came shortly after they were both sucking him. Then there was the bass player and the guitar player that they switched off on between sucking and fucking. Both were well hung but they too came right away. Too soon for their creampie pussies preference. They worked their way through the rhythm section in a matter of a couple of hours. Just a few loads between them, just when they were thinking they had enough, they met the drummer.

My wife was stunned and quickly replied that it would never happen. The thought of her and Jim together consumed me. Day in day out, every time I had an opportunity I brought it up. She responded the same every time, that I couldn't handle it. So I had to brush my hard cock against her to show her how turned on I was getting talking about creampie pussies. One night she finally said she'd do it but there was one condition. That figures I told her. She said oh well if you want this I want you to do something first. I said what ever she wanted I would do. She said she would fuck Jim only if I agreed to suck his cock because she can't give head to him cause he's way to big it would hurt her jaw. I wondered just how big and she said lets just say she would be sore for a couple of days afterwards down there. I said no way of course and she told me if I didn't I couldn't watch and I told her that was fucked up, she said oh well I guess we'll see how badly you want the creampie pussies cause it's the only way.

Bitch, I thought, I give her a free pass and she comes up with this shit. She was calling my bluff I guess.

I guess my only thing would be if she got hooked on this big cock would she become addicted to it and not give me any of that sweet pussy anymore. She said that I would probably get addicted to seeing her get pounded and she would be stuck with him wanting to fuck her all the time. Guess time will tell if I will ever get my creampie pussies fantasy too.

My love for creampie pussies has taken a confusing path that took years to understand. It is one that I am still slowly exploring and feel that I still do not totally understand.

I am in my forties. I have up till recently considered myself a straight heterosexual.

I developed my taste for cum unknowingly as a pre-teen/teenager. Me and my friends were "normal?". We were oversexed and were too young to get laid, so we would experiment with each other. We sucked each other cocks (this started at an age before I was able to actually produce cum).

Secretly I enjoyed sucking cocks; I lied to myself back then; it was not normal to like sucking cocks and not the creampie pussies. Sucking cocks were for faggots. I was not a faggot, so I did not really like sucking cocks (that is how I lied to myself). I convinced myself that I was just doing this because I could not yet get creampie pussies. I even had a couple of friends where we had anal sex with a few times with each other. I was not sucking off the neighborhood. I just had three close friends that I had sex with occasionally for probably 4 - 6 years. I still consider this kind of experimantal.

When I was 14/15ish, one of the friends that I was having sex with told me that he was having sex with a man for money. I ended up having sex with that older man (he was gay and in his forties) probably about ten times over a year or two.

I threw my arms around my wife and prolongued the kiss, my heart bursting with love, my dick full of blood, and my mouth full of hot jizz dripping from creampie pussies. Even as I recount this event more than five days later, I don't know if Ginger and I have ever shared a more intense moment. How had she managed to suck off Mario without waking me? How perfect was her reading of my fantasies! How many men since the evolvement of humans have been lucky enough to hold the love of and share a life with such a woman?
"Wow, that's hot!" I heard from somewhere to my right.
Ginger laughed at this, and rolled off me. "How did you enjoy your surprise spontaneous snowball?"
"Fantastic! I can't believe you did that!" I answered, still in another world. "How did you manage to pull that off?"
"I woke up horny" she explained, "and started kissing Mario and playing with his cock, then moved down to suck on it. After a while he tried to push me away to avoid cuming, but I took his hands in mine and looked him in the eye to let him know it was ok to cum in my creampie pussies. Hearing your deep breathing and knowing you were still sleeping had given me a sudden inspiration! Amazingly, I could tell that Mario had read my mind, and he nodded his head and let me continue blowing him. When he exploded in my mouth - and silently! - I savoured his cream for a while, nursing on his cock as it softened in my mouth, then moved to you. You were still obviously asleep when I rolled you over to give you my surprise spontaneous snowball."
Mario chipped in to the discussion with a comment on how difficult it had been to remain quiet during his orgasm, and how that strain had intensified the feelings. I thanked him - both of them - profusely, as I knew their surprise gift had been a "joint" effort.
The rest of the morning was a bit of a blur, as everything we did - and I know I came in my wife two more times, fucking her while she lay on top of her lover; after one of those times Mario sucked on her clit and ate her creampie pussies; he fucked her once after I fucked her, and once while I was showering so I could emerge from the bathroom just in time to watch his explosion onto her bush and pussy - everything we did, wonderful, exciting and satisfying as it was, paled in comparison with their Surprise Spontaneous Snowball.
Now we just want to do it all, all over again, and again and again.