Deception & Betrayal

Chris poked his head up from the sheets, his face dripping with her thick, gooey cream. “Your pussy tastes so fucking good, babe,” he said, grinning. “I can tell you’ve been wanting this.”

Trina’s eyes widened, startled, as she saw the white, creamy mess smeared around his mouth and dripping from his beard. “Oh my God!” she blurted, her voice shaky.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Chris asked, confused by her reaction.

“Nothing, I’m okay,” Trina said quickly, her tone unconvincing. “I already came. Wipe that shit off your face and come lay down.”

Chris smirked, unconvinced. “Come on, babe, I know when you cum. Your body gets tight, and your legs tremble like crazy. If you’re worried about the mess on my face, don’t be—I fucking love it.” He ran his finger through the cream around his mouth, licking it off. “Tastes good as fuck, baby. I wish your pussy creamed like this more often. Probably ‘cause you haven’t had dick in a while.”

Trina’s face flickered with guilt, but she forced a smile. “Yeah, I guess that’s it,” she said. “I wanted to see if I could cream just from head.”

Chris, eager to please, dove back down, munching on her pussy with renewed hunger. His tongue flicked over her clit, then plunged deep, sucking up every drop of her thick juices. Trina’s guilt was overshadowed by pleasure, and she started to lose control. Her legs trembled violently, her abs tightened, and her moans grew louder. Suddenly, her thighs clamped around Chris’s head, locking him in place. Her back arched off the bed like she was possessed, and a loud scream tore from her throat. A warm, forceful stream of liquid squirted into Chris’s face, some splashing into his open mouth as he tried to keep up. Her thighs were like a vise, so strong he couldn’t pry them apart. His jaw was locked open, his face pressed tight against her pussy, barely able to breathe as she rode out the most intense orgasm he’d ever seen from her.

For three seconds, eight powerful bursts of her pussy juice sprayed across his face, soaking his beard and dripping down his chin. Then, just as suddenly, Trina’s body went limp, collapsing onto the bed. Her eyes stared blankly into space, her breathing shallow and ragged. Chris, thrilled by what he’d just done, crawled up to kiss her, but worry crept in when he saw her vacant stare. After a few seconds, her eyes watered slightly, and she whispered, “I love you.”