Creampie Blog

Populating the room were perhaps ten men and as many women. Everyone was African American, except for Beth and a hispanic man. The men appeared to be heavily tattooed and wore baggy pajama-like pants, but nothing else. The women seemed to have only slightly fewer tattoes, and were dressed to attract the men. Beth saw that she was average-sized among these women. Most of the men were on one side of the room, talking together, while the women were on the other, at the bar or dancing.

Shannelle led Beth to the bar, and poured two fingers-worth of brandy, which Beth downed in a gulp. Then Shannelle introduced Beth to the women, who seemed to be evaluating her. They seemed nice, but wary.

Beth felt herself getting tipsy, her nerves exaggerating the alcohol she was consuming. There seemed to be an elaborate ritual occurring, which she couldn’t quite follow. After twenty minutes of a swelling tension, two of the women went out on the floor and danced together. Beth was surprised to see that it was a sexually explicit dance, with the women kissing each other playfully at first, and then with increasing lust. The men, who had been talking together stopped and watched the women with interest.

A gallery in our creampie blog for today:

It seemed to Beth that the women were putting on a show for the men, but were aroused in doing it. It was like a feedback loop, with the men’s appreciation making the women more excited, and vice versa. Beth found watching it very arousing herself, but resisted the urge to touch herself.

The women themselves didn’t resist the temptation. When the music changed from an ambient groove to a slow thumping bassbeat, the women turned their full attention to each other. With a gold-toothed half smile, one of them pulled down the other’s top to reveal her breasts, then lapped at the exposed nipples. She did this for a long minute, which the other lady enjoyed, then stood to kiss her partner before she allowed her own heavy jugs to be displayed and suckled. Her gold tooth sparkled as she tossed her head back, smilingly enjoying the teasing.

Her turn extended until the music morphed yet again. Then Gold Toothed stepped back, slowly pulled off her top, and dropped her skirt to stand naked but for her thigh-high hose and hooker heels. Beth saw that she too was big and fat, and yet she was unashamed. In fact, she seemed to be proud of her huge sexy self. Beth looked to the men, who were fidgeting with desire. Every single one of those men wanted a piece of Gold Tooth, and why not? Gold Tooth was almost indescribably sexy.

Visit us in 2 days to find out a creampie continuation

Filed by Creampies at 3:37 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

When they arrived, it was all Beth could do to get out of the car. Her heart was pounding, fearing rejection but hoping that Shannelle was telling the truth and that she would find acceptance. She sat immobile.

“It’s OK, baby,” Shannelle told her. She smiled and pressed the seatbelt release, then opened the door and got out.

Beth automatically opened the door, and got out on reflex. She looked over at Shannelle, envious of her friend’s confidence. Shannelle had worn an outfit normally reserved for women half her size: a tight mini-skirt that magnified her roundness, and a stretch top that barely contained her fleshy breasts. She wore high heels with sturdy straps that would make it difficult to take them off. The boys liked their women to keep their shoes on, she had explained.

Beth’s eyes popped open watching Shannelle, for Shannelle began to remove her under garments. Shannelle shrugged her top down, then openly removed her bra. She squeezed her udders (as Beth inadvertently thought of them, to her shame) back into her top and pulled it back up.

Fresh pictures in our creampie blog:

Then, she hiked up her skirt, gripped her already-tiny panties, and pulled them off. Beth found herself wettening, for no other action had made it more clear that Shannelle–no, both of them!–were there for sex tonite.

Shannelle led the way into the dimly-lit “crib”. As they approached, Beth could here the thumping beat of a song play loudly. The noise hit her like a wall when Shannelle opened the door. Beth blinked her eyes to get used to the darkness–it was lit by just a few dim red bulbs and a strobe/spot that spun shafts of piercing white brilliance randomly around the room.

Beth absorbed the place even as Shannelle led her to their destination. The room was large, perhaps two big rooms merged into a larger one. The two couches, three large over-stuffed chairs, and thin mattresses did little to fill it up. There was a parquet wood dance floor, adjacent to a bar that held liquor of all stripes and a couple incense burners which did a poor job of masking the heavy smell of marijuana. A closed couple doors led to destinations unknown (toilet? private bedrooms?). It looked like a room for sex, which was what it was.

You’ll find out a creampie continuation in several days

Filed by Creampies at 8:33 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

Over the next week, Beth did look over what she was going to wear. Many times, in fact. Thankfully, Shannelle went with her to the mall on Friday after work to shop and get her hair done.

One thing Beth was proud of was her hair. It was thick and strong, and the hairdresser took obvious delight in it. Beth accepted the hairdresser’s suggestion that she get her hair cut as well as colored, and she walked out of the salon feeling great. Shannelle and she went around the mall, hunting for the one piece that would make her look. Although they were used to it, they grew frustrated that the really cute clothes would not fit her size. Finally, they decided to make do with what Beth already had, and to get some sexy shoes to set a tone.

So it was that Beth looked at herself in the mirror the next afternoon, more pleased than not. She had on a pair of dainty high-heeled sandals, with a clear plastic strap that did not obstruct the view of her pretty toes. Her legs were encased in stretch clam-diggers, which she normally would not have worn. Shannelle said the goal of this night was to play up Beth’s size, not reduce it. Again at Shannelle’s suggestion, Beth wasn’t wearing panties. When she squinted, Beth could make out her freshly bald puffy pussy. The seam of the pants actually went right through her valley, which was almost as interesting as having it rubbing her clit.

Just made gallery in our creampie blog for you:

She wore an untucked button down shirt as a top, the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. No bra. When they got to the “crib”, as Shannelle called it, Beth would unbutton it to show her bravery and sexuality. She felt anything but brave, though. Around her neck was one of those rhinestone chokers. Beth thought that was a great idea, because if nothing else it proved she did have a neck. Her makeup was “night time”, as her mom had called it, and her hair, now nearly white-blonde, was unembellished except for a small pearl comb that pulled it back on one side. Shannelle had said she looked fantastic, right before heading off to get dressed herself.

Finally, it was time to go. Beth nearly didn’t leave the apartment, but like so many times before, Shannelle gave her courage (and a bit of prodding), and off they went.

Bookmark our creampie blog and read a continuation each 2 days

Filed by Creampies at 5:09 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

Beth was suspicious. “What kind of changes?” she asked.

“Well, like if you got your hair colored just a bit lighter… I know a few guys who really like blonde-blondes,” Shannelle explained. Beth thought that was a good idea. “And I don’t know if you do this already,” Shannelle said, “but most of the people there like a smooth pussy.”

“Shaved?” Beth asked, feeling a bit squirmy. She liked the feeling of a smooth pussy, but she didn’t much care for the itchy growth afterwards. She said so.

“Hey, its up to you,” Shannelle said, feigning indifference. “I like having lots of mouths all over me and my parts, and like I said, most people have a preference.” She shrugged. “And if you keep it tidy, it doesn’t get a chance to itch.”

Beth was squirmier, the idea that men would be mouthing her there. Wait, she realized, Shannelle said ‘people’, not men. That made her even more squirmy. “OK, I’ll think about it.”

“And lastly, I recommend you clean your backside out,” Shannelle said.

“Damn!”

“Well, some of the boys like the backdoor.” Shannelle giggled. “Actually, truth is that most of them do. And, I do not even mind having one in my front and backdoor at the same time!”

“Damn, Shannelle,” Beth exclaimed. Now she felt like going to her room and taking care of her wet pussy. Beth had found she liked getting butt fucked too, but she wasn’t about to declare it like Shannelle did.

“Hey, like I said it is up to you. Do it or not, your choice.” Then Shannelle turned serious. “Oh, and feel free to say ‘no’ if something doesn’t appeal to you. The men are totally respectful, or else they are gone.”

“OK,” Beth said, feeling relieved. She hadn’t even known she was tense until the relief came.

“Just be ready to be loved like you have never been loved before!” Shannelle smiled, and was glad to see Beth smile in return. She went over and hugged her. She thought this was just what Beth needed: some men paying attention to her like she was precious. “You want to look over what you are going to wear?”

“Naw,” Beth said, “I feel wrecked. I think I will take a nap, OK?” Shannelle nodded, and Beth retired to her room. The truth was that she was incredibly horny, and had some business to take care of.

I’ll post the rest of creampie story in 2 days

Filed by Creampies at 7:13 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

She asked Shannelle on Sunday how the club worked. Shannelle, smiling, told her that every guy who was a club member got a blood test once a month to confirm they weren’t carrying anything. Because everyone cared for each other, in practice most people got tests whenever they felt they could have put the club members at risk.

“You don’t practice safe sex?” Beth asked. Instantly, her mind shot to Josh, and the fact that they had unprotected sex. Shit! She was so stupid!

“Well, we kinda do. We look out after each other, and we don’t play if we think we are at risk.” Shannelle smiled. “Besides, I personally prefer my man don’t wear no protection.” Beth got the distinct impression she was talking about cumshots more than anything else. “Oh, and women make sure they are on protection. That’s how come we are short two women. We found out they were trying to get knocked up, so we booted them out. We girls don’t want the men to be stingy with their sauce, do we?” Shannelle’s smile was infectious. “If they think we want their babies, they may not be as free.”

New gallery in our creampie blog for today:

Beth and Shannelle talked for quite a while, and Beth decided she wanted to go for it. Shannelle would take her interest to the club, but Beth had to get checked out first. Beth made an appointment to see her gynecologist, to make sure she was healthy and to get on The Pill. That was a frustrating week and a half away, and her bloodwork took an additional two weeks. It was almost a month after her decision that she was ready to go.

In the meantime, Shannelle and Beth decided that they would make their cohabitation more permanent. Beth was still staying at Shannelle’s, more from her comfort than Shannelle’s desire to protect Beth. They got a larger apartment to accommodate their privacy, which they decided was important since they worked together too. In short, they were best friends.

Since they were so close, Shannelle decided she could help Beth be most successful at the club. “You know, most of us there are dark meat,” she said, “so right away you will be popular.”

“Damn, Shannelle, you racist!” Beth laughed. Beth knew Shannelle wasn’t, but even so Shannelle liked saying things that Beth herself could not.

“Girlfriend, I am just telling you like it is,” Shannelle laughed back. “So, like I was saying, you’re gonna be noticed. But if you made a couple changes, you would be the belle of the ball!”

See to the next creampie part in some days

Filed by Creampies at 12:48 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

Beth understood the mathematical principal, but she was still a bit foggy. “I get you,” she said, “but what is this club? Is it a social club? Dance club? What?”

Shannelle looked a bit flustered. She hadn’t recruited a new member before, so she was unsure how to sell the idea. Finally, she decided the direct approach was best.

“Well, what it is, is a club where we women get to have as many men fuck us as we want.”

“A gangbang club?” Beth asked, not at all shocked. After all, she had participated in one, and Shannelle sure had given Beth enough clues.

“Naw, nuttin like that!” Shannelle protested. “Gangbangs are for guys to use women. What I’m talking about is us using the guys.” She leaned forward conspiratorially. “And, honey, some of these guys are worth using!” She laughed, but there was something in her manner that suggested she was being completely honest.

“So, what, I should go with you and just get fucked?” Beth was amazed her friend could suggest such a thing, let alone participate.

Look at fresh gallery in our creampie blog:

“Listen, it isn’t like that,” Shannelle replied. “It’s all about caring, and being cared for. It’s like a big family.”

Beth was quiet, considering what her friend was saying. Part of her, probably the majority, longed for a caring relationship. But she was wounded. She was hurt, and distrustful. She couldn’t bear another Josh episode. Her friendship and trust in Shannelle was being balanced against her lifetime of pain.

Shannelle let her think it over, and like a good friend, didn’t press her. When she went to her “meeting” Saturday, and her friends asked about the possible new member, she couldn’t tell them one way or the other what Beth would decide.

It was this hands-off attitude that Beth found convincing. When Shannelle came home, Beth asked how it had gone. Shannelle gave her a wholehearted “awesome, as always,” and a radiant smile. And again, she smelled strongly of sex. Shannelle, her friend, loved it and in the end she decided that was good enough.

Come back to read the next part of creampie story in 2 days

Filed by Creampies at 7:35 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

This was no more evident than the last Saturday of the month. Shannelle told Beth that she had an obligation to attend to, and she was going out. She didn’t return until just before dawn and Beth had waited up for her. Beth was surprised to smell the sex on Shannelle; she actually smelled like sex. When Shannelle excused herself to go to the bathroom, Beth could see a glob of dried semen in her hair!

Beth, of course, couldn’t ask her directly what she had been doing. She was curious, especially since the same thing happened the next Saturday and the Saturday after that. She worked up the courage to ask Shannelle, but Shannelle broached the subject before she did.

“Beth,” she said, “I know you don’t believe this, but there are men who think big women are sexy.”

“Seems like you find one every Saturday night,” Beth blurted out before she could stop herself. She turned red at the indelicacy she had displayed.

Shannelle wasn’t much embarrassed though. She was actually relieved that Beth had brought it up. “Well, that’s what I wanted to talk about.”

Renewed gallery in our creampie blog for today:

“Oh.”

“I have some friends who accept me, and think I am special,” Shannelle explained. “And we meet every Saturday night to Get Together.” She paused to see if Beth took her meaning; she did. “Now, it’s a pretty big group of people, but they all respect me. One of them really likes me too.” Shannelle blushed a little, which made Beth smile.

“You have a boyfriend?” she asked.

“Naw, who wants one of them?” Shannelle laughed. “No, I don’t have one, because I don’t want one. This brother would love me to be his girlfriend though.” Beth nodded, understanding. “The point is that these people care for one another.”

“You are lucky,” Beth said.

“Well, here’s the thing. We have a ratio of people in the group, so many women for so many men, ya know?” Shannelle explained. Beth nodded her understanding. “And a couple of the girls have left, and so we need a couple to replace them. Besides which, there’s a couple guys who’d like to join, but can’t because we ain’t got enough women.”

What’s the centre of creampie story? Find out in several days

Filed by Creampies at 2:46 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

Shannelle was worried about Beth. She was a good worker, and was seldom late. She always called in when she was sick, always. And yet, it was almost 11:00 am and no one knew where Beth was. Calls to her house went unanswered. It was with great relief that Shannelle saw Beth go into her cubical.

“Girl, you alright?” Shannelle asked, genuinely concerned. Beth looked like she had pink eye, but Shannelle didn’t suspect a disease.

“No,” Beth said. With the simple word, Beth’s eyes started to water and Beth fled. Shannelle followed her to the ladies room.

“What’s wrong, Beth?” she asked, looking around to see that no one else was in the bathroom. Beth started to sob, and so it took a long time to get the whole sordid story out. Shannelle, a very large woman herself, understood exactly what Beth was saying. She too had lived with the stigma of being a ‘fatty’, even though her African American culture often seemed to glorify the big beautiful woman. She had all sorts of black men calling her all the time; they liked a ’sista’ with a ‘womanly ass.’ Her big butt was an attraction to many men. As a minority, though, she knew that the society at large minimized the value of big people, and big women in particular.

Today’s featured gallery in a creampie blog:

Shannelle was a deeply caring woman, and she had great empathy for Beth. Beth was one of her best friends. When one of her best friends needed her, Shanelle responded. She went back into the office, and told their supervisor that Beth was ill, and that she was taking her home to make sure she got the care she needed.

Beth spent the rest of the day crying, until there were no more tears to be had. Shannelle then began to talk to her, still listening more than speaking, but offering her the wisdom she could give. Beth finally fell asleep as the sun set, exhausted at the ordeal of tears.

Shannelle had to work the next day, but she had her momma stay with Beth. She was afraid Beth would do something stupid. Her momma spent the day reviling Josh and white men in general, which actually did make Beth feel better. Even so, Beth was relieved when Shannelle got home and Momma left.

Beth had slept most of the day, both because she was exhausted and to escape Momma. Consequently, Beth was strong enough to talk to Shannelle about her feelings, and her life. When Shannelle asked if Beth wanted to stay with her for a bit, Beth only hesitated for a decent period before agreeing.

After a month of esteem-building by Shannelle, Beth was much stronger. Beth had learned to admire Shannelle, both because she was a good friend and because she had embraced her size and sexuality. To Shannelle, her size was an asset.

You can read about fresh creampie in some days

Filed by Creampies at 1:19 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

Or did. Because he replied, “Look, I am not worried about office gossips. And if we were discrete, I think I could help your career.” He reached across and touched my hand. I know it was supposed to be a reassuring touch, but at the time I was thinking of the chapter in the book that advised ‘if you were going to date someone in your office, make sure you make it worthwhile’. He continued, “What are you looking for… maybe it is me.”

“I doubt it,” I answered. Here’s where I needed to stretch the truth. “I have a man in my life who is willing to let me call the shots… sexually. He is happy–prefers even–to let me be in charge. And I am having fun with him.”

Curtis got a strange look on his face. “Oh God, Nancy….” he looked pained, as if tormented internally. “Can I tell you something and it goes no further?”

“Sure,” I said, curious.

“I need to be so driven during the day, to make my goals and so on. I am so tired by the end of the day, that I don’t want to think at all. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I answered.

“So I have been wanting a woman… one who is strong, and self-confident… and can ….” His face was red, and he looked stricken. He was so different from the man who I watched with some awe at meetings. There he was powerful, decisive, self-assured. This Curtis looked rather puny, so much so that he seemed incapable of finishing his statement.

Stop reading for a while and enjoy a today’s gallery in our creampie blog:

“You want a woman who will not force you to be strong,” I said, trying to be helpful. “A woman who will…dominate you.” I heard my own voice, surprised that it was so soft, compassionate, understanding. His sudden display of weakness and need touched me.

His head dropped, as if the revelation had sapped his entire strength. “Yes,” he said. I didn’t say anything, my heart beating hard in my chest and my brain racing. He looked up suddenly, his eyes blazing. “I know you won’t share this with anyone,” he said defiantly.

I smiled at him. “I won’t,” I promised. But I would definitely try to use the information.

“So…” he said, his body language softening. “So, you see, I am not that different from your other guy. And, even though it could be awkward to date someone from the office, I am very interested in you. I don’t know how I overlooked you all this time.”

I knew precisely how he had overlooked me. It was because in my pre-makeover days I was bland and insecure, hiding myself. Now, confident that I looked great, I didn’t mind the attention. Actually I enjoyed it.

“Look,” I said. “I appreciate your interest, and I am flattered.

Filed by Creampies at 4:58 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

“Oh yeah? Well, I’m not most men.” His smile was really cheesy now. I decided then and there that he wasn’t going to be anything but a fuck to me. “What’s your requirement?”

“OK, sport,” I said, practically dismissing him. I tucked one side of my hair behind an ear, watching his eyes flicker. He was getting aroused… he did have a fetish. I licked my lips, and his eyes flickered again. “Here’s the deal. I only fuck men who are willing to clean the mess up with their tongues afterwards.” His face went white, drained of all blood (which I suspect went to his dick). “You man enough to do that?”

“Jesus!” he hissed. “Are you serious?”

I didn’t bother responding. I reached into my purse and pulled out a business card. “Call me if you are interested,” I said. Then I walked to my car, leaving him there with a woody.

The next day, there was voicemail from him when I got to the office. I’d decided to let him stew a day. When I got back to my office from a meeting at noon, I had another message from him, and one from Curtis, inviting me to lunch. I deleted both messages.

The next morning I had another message from Max, asking me to lunch. I called him and agreed to meet him. I spent lunch flirting with him, making him crazy. I had everything he wanted, and I knew it. The Look, openness to cum-cleaning. He wanted me, bad. I agreed to go out with him the next night.

A gallery in our creampie blog for today:

When I got back, I had another message from Curtis, asking for a lunch. I called him and told him I could, the day after tomorrow.

The next night I didn’t bother flirting with Max. We just had a nice night, and I let him kiss me, and no more. It was interesting to feel him tremble as he stroked my head and my neck. He was obviously excited, and I could get used to having such a powerful sexual reaction from a man.

At lunch the next day, Curtis asked me why I wasn’t interested in seeing him. I decided I had nothing lose in being blunt… and stretching the truth a little. The books I had read advised doing just that.

“Curtis, you are a great guy. But a) it would be awkward to date someone in the office, and b) I am looking for something special in a man.” I expected the ‘date someone in the office’ thing would scare him off. It always does.

A continuation of this creampie story can be found in 2 days

Filed by Creampies at 4:37 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

I glanced up, locked eyes, then lowered them and smiled. I had worked on that flirty move, practicing on salesguys every chance I got. I knew it would be like a lure to Max, and sure enough, he rose and walked out of the office towards me, straightening his tie.

“Can I help you, miss?” he said, smiling at me. He had very cute dimples and pale green eyes. With his dark hair combed back, he looked very yummy.

“I don’t know…” I said, opening the door for whatever he wanted to pitch. I was putting my recent flirting practice to use.

Max looked at the salesguys, hovering like vultures. “How about I show you something on the lot?” I agreed, and he led me outdoors. “Do you know what you are looking for?” he asked.

I leaned against the hood of a sports car. “I know exactly what I am looking for,” I said. “I just can’t find it.” I gave him a great smile, hoping he realized I was using a double entendre.

“Well, can you describe what you want? Maybe I have something on the lot?”

Fresh pictures in our creampie blog:

I swallowed, knowing what I wanted to say. I wanted to be a sexual vixen, saying just what I wanted and getting it. But I had never played that part and I was nervous about saying it. Being self-assured is a lot hard than wanting to be self assured. This was especially true with Max, given that he was the sexiest man I’d ever had pay me any attention.

“Hmmmmm, what I want…” I laughed, deciding to make it sound like a joke in case he took it badly. “I want a man who knows how to make me cum. Who can fuck me for an hour and make me squeal like a little girl.” Max’s eyes went wide as saucers, and his jaw went slack. Then he got a very suave, well practiced grin.

“Sounds like you want me,” he said.

“Yeah, I bet,” I said, showing a little haughty disdain. ‘Haughty Disdain’ occupied an entire chapter in How Bad Girls Get What They Want; Using Your Naughty Nature.

“Why don’t you try me and see,” he said. He had a cute smile, but it appeared too well practiced to me. Did girls really buy this shit?

“I might, but I do have one little requirement than most men aren’t willing to go for.” It was time to drop the bomb on him.

I’ll post the next creampie part in some days

Filed by Creampies at 3:01 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments

“There’s a lot of that going around,” she replied. I was getting a foil highlight, and she was painting on a lighter red.

“How so?” I asked.

“Well, I don’t know if you remember that girl who was in right before you were the last time you were here?”

“Was her name Lisa?” I asked.

“Yes, that’s her,” Shanna confirmed. “Well, she and her boyfriend broke up this week.” Really? Oh boy!

“Really?” I asked, trying to sound sad for her.

“Yeah, turns out that he just liked her ‘look’, like a fetish or something,” Shanna explained. “She wanted a perm and he made a big hairy deal out of it, and she said ‘fuck you’ and dumped him.” She went on to tell me how studly he was; how he was the best fuck Lisa had ever had and that he was wild… loved just about anything.”

“So what was this great look he liked so much?” I laughed, sounding amused. I hope I knew.

“Well, it was pretty much like yours,” Shanna replied. “You ought to go after him. Lisa said he was really a great lover.” Then she got a conspiratorial tone. “He did some really far out stuff… shit you wouldn’t believe.”

Just made gallery in our creampie blog for you:

“Like?” I prompted.

“Like… oh hell,” she said, apparently giving up on tip-toeing around the topic. “Like orgasming INSIDE her and then sucking it out afterwards.”

“I don’t know… sounds like fun to me,” I smiled. It did, still.

“Then you should go after him.” The rest of the time was spent telling me where he worked (as a manager at a car dealership) and plotting how to ensnare him. It was so much fun, like being back in junior high. She convinced me to go over to the dealership right away, because she thought he worked the later shift. As an incentive, she made sure I looked as stunning as I could.

So, with fresh hair and makeup, I went to the Lexus dealership where she thought he worked. I walked around the showroom, looking at the cars and brushing off the salesdudes until I saw Max in a glassed in office. I loitered, pretending to look at a car until I saw him look up. His eyes popped when he saw me. I could never get enough of that!

See to a creampie continuation

Filed by Creampies at 4:21 pm under Creampie Stories
No Comments