Cream Sin Novels & Stories

He whispers, changing the pattern of his fingers. “What?” I ask. Before I can get the answer I seek, I find myself convulsing uncontrollably as liquid rushes out of my body, staining his fingers. I immediately bite my lips, trying to stop the disgraceful sounds coming from my mouth. But Leonardo chooses that moment to lick my ears, making me lose it.

The silence that wasn’t uncomfortable, just… heavy. Then it happened. A drop of sauce slipped and stained the corner of my lips. Before I could react, Odell reached for a serviette. “Hold on,” he said softly. He leaned forward and wiped it away. His fingers brushed my skin. I froze. The world narrowed to that single touch. My chest felt warm, light, dizzy. He was so close I could smell him, clean, familiar, dangerous. In my head, I was screaming. I can die happy right now.

He sucked on the sensitive skin, marking me, then moved lower. When his lips closed around my nipple, I cried out. He sucked hard, tongue flicking, teeth grazing just enough to send sparks straight to my pussy. “Ryan… please…” He chuckled against my skin. “Please what, pretty? Use your words like you did last night,I want you dirty and raw.” A smack landed on my breasts and immediately I let out a scream. “Fuucccck…..” I trembled, shaking vigorously as my pussy clenched. My nipples ached from the torture.

“I am going to fill you again. God, baby, you are so tight I don’t want to pull out of you.” “Cum daddy,” Scar said. “Oh, no baby, you make me cum when you do.” He said as he pinched her nipples and rolled one of them as Maverick pressed harder on her clit as he rubbed in time with his cock pushing into her. “Are you getting there, baby?” “Yes.” She cried out. “Then cum for daddy baby. Drip your pussy all over my cock. Then you can suck my cock clean.” Maverick said.

he looked at Celine meaningfully. He wanted to know what is going on in that brain of hers. “I did, boss. It’s BS Smith, right?” Celine asked Britney innocently. “BSmith, why would you put an extra S?” she wanted to tear this little witch to pieces. “Apologies Ms. Smith. I’m still new here. It won’t happen again” she said still maintaining her innocent look. Britney remembered Daniel is in the room. She composed herself again and tried to be magnanimous.

He groaned and fucked me through it, the thrusts turning almost punishing, until I was gasping his name and dripping around him. When he pulled out a thick trail of my cream stretched between his cock and my entrance. Chris leaned in immediately, tongue flat against me, and licked it up in long, greedy strokes. He cleaned every drop from my folds, from the inside of my thighs, from the mess already soaking the cushion under me. Then he pushed two fingers into me, scooped more of the cream out, and licked those clean too. “Christ,” Chris muttered against my skin. “You taste even better like this.”

I'm at a nearby gas station, sitting on the hood of my car, drinking. As I'm halfway through the first beer I'd bought, Sophie, the HotShot cheerleader I remembered ripping Jaylee's clothes at Amber's party, comes up to me. She is holding a little girl's hand, and they both have a cone of ice cream. Sophia is still in her cheerleading gear. She is licking a strawberry-flavored ice cream, and the little girl is blueberry, I guess.

Lily shouted. I picked up one bowl and a spoon, digging into the scrunchy cream. The first thing I picked up was apples and then, a little hint of alcohol. The combo was creamy, crunchy, and had a lot of flavors, apple being the strongest. Larissa definitely certainly helped with this. Not bad, not bad at all. "It's—"

And Erwin will never easily let Jenny Hall dictate! Erwin Wilson just walked over to Jenny Hall and sat down across from her. He ordered a portion of tiramisu and enjoyed it. Erwin Wilson scooped a piece with his fork and brought it to his mouth, his eyes narrowing happily. Tiramisu has a light sweet taste, moreover, it has a strong alcoholic flavor, the greasy cream combined with cheese and eggs. The piece of cake in the mouth has melted, soft and spongy, it is "Heaven in your mouth" in the words of many people.

The man immediately took a sip of the water in the glass. "Cold water is really the best," said the man who had put the glass back on the table. "I'm not always this sensitive. As long as you don't comment on anything I like. Did you forget that you've commented on me a lot because of what I have, Olivia also has it and even likes the same perfume as me," replied Celine who was occupying a seat at the table in front of the kitchen table directly opposite Andrew. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that to you. But, I don't understand why you guys feel so similar if you do? I know you really like perfume like that. I shouldn't have commented."