Cream X Tails Novels & Stories

“Your order, m'am.” “Va- Vanilla. Just vanilla.” Samael snorted, whispering under his breath: “What, no kink?” “With Oreos. And sprinkles.” “Refined tastes, girl. Now why don't they have rum floats here?” he said ruefully. “They do it with root beer. Is this institution so unflexible they can't use rum instead?” I tuned him out, watching the cute black-haired boy behind the counter. He gingerly scooped the ice cream out, cleaving it onto the metal board and mixing the toppings in. He caught my eye and smiled. I tilted my head, grinning back.

"Tastes even better with cream. This pussy squirted so much." I looked at them, my breath ragged. Their cocks were out now, hard and stroking while they watched me. Mike's was big and thick, veined, head dark and leaking. Dave's long and curved, smooth skin, thick base. Carlos' shorter but girthy, heavy balls. Ben's long and straight. Mike scooped whipped cream, smeared it on his cock head. "Open your mouth." I did and he shoved it in, cream and precum on my tongue and I sucked, tongue swirling around the head. "That's it, suck the cream off my big cock," he groaned. "Clean it like a good slut."

I sang cheerily before shoving the pizza into my mouth. A commercial about a wart removal cream played on the TV, drawing our attention to it. It was definitely about a new product seeing as it was the first time I was hearing about it. A few video clips came up, showing us people with different sizes of warts and pimples and how the cream 'made the warts go away'. "No matter how big it is, the Clydesdale Cream will suck it up!" the commentator said with glee just as the commercial ended and the talk show resumed.

She had a plan. She lowered her head, wrapped her lips around the top of the shot glass, and lifted her head. The shot was delicious. Amaretto and Irish cream mixed with the creamy sweetness of the whipped cream as it slid down her throat. She swallowed and carefully returned the shot glass to the bar top. “You missed a little,” Wyatt told her, reaching across the bar and wiping some whipped cream from the edge of her mouth. He then sucked that whipped cream from his fingers. Cassie flashed with heat.

But oh, Well having a company is better than being alone, no? They soon retired to bed after having their dinner which was Rice and Tomato Sauce and as expected it was very delicious. Adriana always feel happy whenever her cousin was around as she knew that her stomach will always be stuffed with delicious deserts. Adriana went into her room and after shutting her door. She walked towards her locker and used her fingerprint to unlock it and it soon opened. There she brought out her Apple MacBook pro latest version of the Apple laptop from it.

“Uh, maybe vanilla?” Kris groaned dramatically. “Vanilla? Really? Come on, Luna, you can do better than that.” Killian smirked. “I’ll get you a mix. You look like a chocolate and caramel swirl kind of girl.” I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, is that what I look like?” Hunter chuckled, already placing the order. “Trust him. Killian’s got a weird-ass but accurate ice cream radar.” Within minutes, we were all seated in a booth, my bowl piled high with chocolate, caramel, and whipped cream. The boys had ordered their own absurd combinations—Preston’s had sprinkles, much to everyone’s surprise.

He slumps into the car seat and I take the chance to taste his cum because I was too shocked to taste his load before "It's no cookies and cream but it doesn't taste bad more like salted caramel-flavored almond milk," I say tasting it. He chuckles whilst still in his dazed phase. He strokes my hair and he bends down to peck my lips "Never change," he says caressing my cheek with his thumb and I beam nodding

She says dismissively. I couldn’t help but feel giddy. Ice cream has a way of making everything feel better. I made a beeline to the stall we had passed by earlier, the one pressing their own waffle cones on hot irons. Their ice creams are proudly displayed behind the glass. Silky and glossy with vibrant colors. Milky white vanilla, pale green pistachio, blush pink rose water, deep purple blackberry, and a rich chocolate ice cream all lined up in a neat row behind the glass.

Alex was pushing the cart and I was picking up the items. "Are you sure we need 4 buckets of ice cream?" "Yes absolutely! I've been in the mood for ice cream." "Well get some waffle cones while you're at it." He said. "Oh yeah, you only eat waffle cones." I said and he nodded. Alex gasped and I turned to look at him. "What's wrong?" "Strawberry, Coconut, Vanilla and Chocolate but no cookies and cream? Do you even like ice cream?" "I don't like cookies and cream." I said and he pretended to faint.

There’s something deeply erotic seeing them both so sated, but still connected like that. I stalk towards them, my erect rabo swaying in front of me. Both of their eyes follow the swaying movement as I walk. I stop next to them and take the whipped cream from the table. Looking at them both, I squirt whipped cream onto my finger before rubbing it on mi rabo. Judging from the squeals that mi reina let out, it’s cold and nothing would ruin the mood faster than for me to squeal. Hakeem grins at me. “What are you doing, Caramelo?”