Jaimie Gets The Cream – An Erotic Fantasy, Part 2. Category: Long and Satisfying.
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Welcome to Jaimie Gets The Cream – An Erotic Fantasy, Part 2. As the title suggests , this is the second and concluding part of this fantasy erotica. If you havent’t read part 1 I suggest that you do so here before jumping into the filth of part 2.
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Three weeks later I was on the train again heading to London for the scene which I had been hired by Steve and Melanie to star in. To say I was nervous would have been an understatement. The only thing that caused me to go through with this was the fact that I had really hit it off with Steve and Melanie at the screen test.
Especially Melanie.
They were, I supposed, like a lovely uncle and aunt that I had only just met. An uncle and aunt that had recruited me to film a porn movie. An uncle and aunt that I had already had one sexual experience with while being filmed doing it.
Frankly, an uncle and aunt that I really wanted to fuck.
Especially Melanie.
I mused over all of this whilst watching the countryside flash by as the train sped towards London Paddington station. I decided that, perhaps, likening Steve and Melanie to relatives was not ideal. Maybe I was overthinking it. I didn’t need to come up with some silly rationale just because they were twice my age. Perhaps I should just think of them as two older friends.
Yes, that was it. Two older friends who both happened to be really sexy.
Two special older friends that I would, if the mood was right, quite like to fuck.
Especially Melanie.
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I had really taken a shine to Melanie if you hadn’t already guessed. She was very beautiful with a stunning figure and most sensual way about her. In addition, having been a performer in porn movies for several years previously, she clearly had a considerable level of expertise with sexual techniques. My feeling was that what I had experienced at the screen test had been but a foretaste of the pleasures that this stunning older woman could bestow upon me. I was, in short, a bit smitten.
I was not, however, on my way to London for a sexy two-girl filming session with Melanie.
The scenario, as described to me by Steve, was this. The shoot was an erotic fnatasy in which I was an untouchable goddess of sorts. They were going to dress me in a latex mini-dress, fishnets, and heels. In short, just about the sexiest attire you could conceive of. There would be a lot (a lot) of naked men and the scene consisted, essentially, of me provoking them to orgasm. This would be with me assisting them by stroking erections with my latex-gloved hands and with them bringing themselves off. In any case, I was to be splashed liberally with semen, all the while remaining somewhat aloof and unattainable.
I had to visit my local sexual health clinic, get tested, and email the results to Steve. He assured me that everyone else performing in the scene would do likewise. I was not going to be penetrated but since there would be a lot of cum flying about it was better to be safe than sorry, he said.
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I was wracked with anxiety in the days before. This was so far away from anything that I had experienced before. I spoke with Melanie about this over the phone. Her advice had been to watch a few scenes of a similar nature, find one with the sexiest leading lady I could, and then, when I came to perform myself to imagine that I was her. Confident, assured, and in control. I was not to worry in any case as she, Melanie, would be present and assisting that day. She would do everything she could to help.
I was still eaten up by nerves though.
Upon arrival, I found that the studio was already very busy. Filming was not due to start for another couple of hours but there was a throng of people milling about, drinking coffee, chatting, and getting in the way.
I spotted Liam first. He was grumpily shooing people away from a camera tripod but he gave a smile when he noticed me. He waved me over to him, kissed me on the cheek, and enquired about my journey. I was a little taken aback as he had been somewhat aloof when I had visited for the screen-test but he seemed genuinely pleased to see me today.
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‘I swear down, Jay, this lot is doing my fucking head in, and we haven’t even started yet. Fuckin’ wastemen. It’s always the worst bit when you’ve got a load of extras, they stand about getting in the way. Man’s gonna fuckin’ lose it with them!’
‘Who are they all, Liam?’
‘Him over there is the microphone grip, couple of fluffers over there’ he said indicating two girls sitting on the sofa in the corner of the studio. ‘Most of them are here to lose their load over you!’ He laughed. ‘Don’t know why we need fluffers’ he said stepping back and looking me up and down ‘You look alright, still babe. Proper peng ting.’ I laughed and stuck my tongue out at him, brat-girl style, making him laugh in turn.
‘Mel’s got some proper fresh garms for you. Bare hot, you get me? Latex dress. I know she’s looking forward to getting you in it then personally giving you a good old shine-up. Hand polishing, you get me, fam?’
I felt my cheeks getting warm. ‘You’re in a cheeky sod mood today! Where is she??’ He nodded behind me. I turned and saw that the office which adjoined Steve’s had the door open. Mel was inside, looking through boxes she was pulling down from shelves.
‘Coffee and doughnuts in Steve’s room. Go easy on the doughnuts. That dress is bare tight, you get me?’ I laughed and touched his arm. ‘Thanks, Liam.’
‘Worry about nothin’. You’ve got this, yeah?’
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I gave him a smile and then wove my way through the studio until I reached Melanie’s room. When she saw me, her face lit up in a huge smile ‘There she is! There’s my girl! She looked stunning, of course, all in black. Wet-look leggings, spaghetti-strap top, and her long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail.
There was a hug and a kiss, on the lips. I immediately felt a familiar twinge and knew I was blushing. I quickly decided to talk about something neutral.
‘Mel, why does Liam talk like that?’
‘Absolutely no idea, babe. He fancies himself as a roadman but he comes from Chichester and his mum is a senior manager in local government.’ I couldn’t help but laugh at this.
‘That’s hilarious!’
‘I know, isn’t it? He is a bloody good cameraman though so we humour him. Really nice guy when you get to know him as well. You seemed to be having a nice little chat just now. He doesn’t normally warm up to people that quickly. It’ll be a proposal of marriage next!’
‘Stop it! He said you’d picked out a really sexy dress for me?’
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Melanie certainly had excelled herself. She showed me the outfit which she had put together for me to wear. There was a red latex mini-dress, matching red heels similar in style to the white ones I had worn last time I was here, black latex elbow gloves and some crotchless fishnet tights. ‘I love the way fishnet looks with latex’ she explained ‘Nothing says fuck-me like fishnet!’
She explained that we would leave dressing me up for a little while. We’d get started about 40 minutes before the shoot was due to start, she would do my hair and make-up and help me get dressed. She told me that she and Steve had given more thought to the scene that we were filming and would brief me separately before having a group briefing before filming started.
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Steve came in and gave me a big bear hug.
‘So great to see you again, Jaimie,’ he said. ‘Ready to turn all of those guys on?’ he nodded towards the group of guys who were milling about on the studio floor.
‘I guess. Pretty nervous if I’m honest.’
‘There’s nothing to worry about baby girl. I think we should have a glass of fizz since that seemed to loosen you up last time, and we’ll tell you what we’ve got in mind.’
Steve’s office was full of extras helping themselves from the trays of doughnuts, so Melanie disappeared off to the kitchen to fetch refreshments and then returned to us in her own office. Steve beckoned Liam over and closed the door.
Mel poured out three glasses and handed me one. I took a gulp.
‘Liam, can you show Jaimie the clip from last time?’
Liam logged into the desktop, found the file he was after, and clicked on it. A video clip began to play on the large monitor. It was Melanie and me, standing in the office next door, fondling each other and deeply kissing.
Steve paused it just as Melanie was leading me to the sofa.
‘I don’t know about you guys, but I am already hard just watching that.’
I remained silent but the clip was so arousing. I had to admit that we did look great together.
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‘So, Jaimie, we are still going to schedule in the girl-girl scene which we spoke about last time. I know my wife is very keen to get it booked without delay. We did think though, if you are OK with it, that we would start today’s scene off with some more of this sort of thing between the two of you and maybe keep it going throughout the scene. Firstly, you look incredible together. Fantastic chemistry. Secondly, we think you will feel more relaxed with Mel on the same side of the camera as you, and thirdly, it would be so damn hot I can’t see that we would have any issue with the extras getting it up.’
‘It would make for a really strong start to the scene as well’ said Melanie. ‘What do you think?’
‘I think I’d like that very much.’
Steve grinned. ‘I thought you might.’
He talked us all through the plan for the scene, discussing camera angles with Liam as he went. I sunk my fizz and Melanie topped me up. ‘Right babe – shall we get ready?’
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The boys left and Melanie pulled down the blind to the window which looked out towards the main floor of the studio. She turned the lock in the door and walked back to where I was sitting, on a swivelling office chair by the desk. She bent down in front of me so that her face was a few inches from mine. Her eyes were sparkling and her perfume enveloped me. The scent of her was intoxicating.
‘Are you sure you’re OK with the plan? I didn’t know if you wanted to kiss and play with me. You acted it pretty well last time.’
‘I wasn’t acting. I’m not sure I know how to. Everything we did, I wanted to do.’
Melanie put her hand under my chin and raised it. She leaned in and her soft lips met mine. She kissed me so sensually, her tongue tracing the inner side of my lips, then gently sucking my bottom lip. She broke off and blew out a breath. ‘Fuck.’
‘We had better start getting ready or there will be trouble with the boss!’
Melanie had me sit in front of a full-length mirror on the wall of the room as she did my hair and make-up. It was relatively subtle – lip gloss, mascara and some dusky eye shadow. I did not generally use eye makeup, except for mascara, and the effect made quite an impact on me. I still looked strikingly young but now I looked somewhat corrupted. Or, rather, corruptible.
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I slipped all of my clothes off and pulled on the fishnets. Melanie had a dispenser with silicon lubricant in it. She got a good handful and, having checked with me first, began to smear it all over my naked flesh. I noticed she paid particular attention to my boobs. My nipples were hard and erect. She swirled her fingers around them provocatively making me shudder with pleasure.
‘Nice?’ she asked. I was so turned on I couldn’t speak for a moment so simply nodded.
‘The two girls out there’ she nodded towards the studio ‘they are here to help the male actors get hard and stay hard. It’s my job to get you feeling hot and sexy. Am I doing a good job? You’d tell me if I wasn’t?’
‘Oh fuck, yes. I wish we could just stay in here together.’
Melanie laughed. I don’t think Steve would be very happy. Well, he might be, but he’d be annoyed that we weren’t filming it!’
She put her right hand around me so that it was on my bum. With the other, she reached down and slid her fingers into the soft folds of my pussy. Again, I shuddered and a little moan escaped my lips. I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. She yielded to me and I felt her tongue again, probing my mouth.
‘I think you are definitely wet enough’ she said. ‘Come on, we need to get you dressed. Then I need to get ready as well.’
The latex dress slid on with relative ease due to the lubricant that I was covered in. It slid sensuously over my skin and continued to do so even once the shoulder straps were in place.
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Melanie took another handful of the silicon lubricant and smeared it all over the dress. Taking up a soft cloth from the shelf she began to buff and polish. I stood and felt her hands everywhere, holding me with one hand whilst she buffed the dress to a high lustre with the other. Finally, she knelt before me and guided my feet into the heels.
She looked up at the office clock on the wall. ‘Time to get busy, babe.’ You can go and meet everyone and listen to Steve’s briefing and I’ll stay here and get ready. I know what he’s going to say anyway!’
Melanie got up from the floor and gave me another kiss, warm and affectionate. ‘Here,’ she said filling up my glass ‘get this down you and get out there and slay! Remember this is your show. It’s all about you so make sure they know it!’
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Melanie opened the door to the studio floor and I stepped through. I heard some murmurs of appreciation then Steve, standing across the floor, consulting with Liam raised his voice above the hubbub.
‘Here’s the star! Doesn’t she look fucking gorgeous?’ There were a few whoops, a bit of clapping, and some expressions of approval. ‘Come over here Jaimie. Everyone, this is Jaimie. OK. Briefing time, listen up, please.
Steve sketched out the plan for the scene. It would last for approximately 45 minutes, there would be touching but it would all be instigated by me and the men were all to watch for his cues. I was the perfect untouchable icon, and they would be driven crazy (and ultimately, cum) with the delicious frustration of watching me getting it on with someone other than them.
As he spoke, he looked over at the door to Melanie’s room which opened as she stepped through.
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Melanie was dressed in a black latex mini skirt and latex bra. She had done her makeup in dark, smoky tones and her full lips were glossy and the colour of dark berries. She wore black patent platform heels and fence net holdups. In short, she looked like sex-on-legs. She gave me a little smile as she walked towards us.
Final instructions were passed on and understood (we hoped) by the extras, Liam completed his final checks and we were ready to go. The two ‘fluffer’ girls had removed their tops and were moving from extra to extra fondling any who seemed to be failing to rise to the occasion.
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The guys all stood behind and to the side of the cameras. The white sofa from Steve’s office had been relocated and was now in the middle of the set. I stood in front of it with Melanie, side by side and with an arm around each other’s waist.
‘Don’t worry about anything,’ said Melanie. ‘If you do what you did at the screen test, you’ll be brilliant. If you feel it becoming overwhelming just focus on me. I will be here throughout, but this scene is all about you. Just own it, honey. You’re a star!’
I nodded. My heart was in my mouth and my cheeks felt hot. This was it. I was about to become a porn actress. What the actual fuck?
A thumbs up from Liam. Thumbs up from the microphone grip. Melanie looked down the camera which Liam was wielding and clapped her hands together. ‘Peaches and Cream number 1’ she said.
‘Action’ said Steve.
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Just like at the screen test, Melanie clicked seamlessly into character, making little purring, cooing noises as she began to stroke my arm and lean herself against me. I was terrified but remembered her words and consciously directed every shred of my attention fully on her. I gave maximum effort to ignoring the throng gathered around us, the cameras, and the huge white squares hanging above and to our sides, producing the viscous, overlit white glow. The silhouettes of the men who were here to ejaculate over me, standing back for now, waiting for the word to go.
Or come.
I focussed entirely on this stunning, sensuous older woman standing before me. Focussing on her dark, moist lips, her full breasts pressing now against me, our skin separated by only two thin scraps of latex.
Latex, which was slick with shiny lubrication, caused our bodies to slip ever so slightly against each other as we moved. I was aware that her nipples were hard. I could feel them pressing into me through the thin latex. The heady warm fragrance from her hair and throat was rising and filled my nostrils. Her hands were stroking me, and she was giving little sighs and expressions of delight as she gazed at me.
I found that I was mirroring Melanie’s movements and vocalisations without having to remind myself to. I was out-of-my mind horny and I was no longer having to deliberately focus on Melanie; she was all I wanted to focus on.
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She began to kiss my neck and a series of involuntary shudders shook me. I moaned, putting my hands onto her perfect peach of a latex-covered arse and caressing the firm curves.
Those soft lips were higher now, brushing my ear lobe. I shuddered again. The soft voice whispering drifted into my lust-addled brain.
‘You’re doing brilliantly. Don’t forget, it’s a movie though! We’ll get a bit harder and heavier now then the guys will come on. Just let yourself go and enjoy babe.’
Melanie immediately proved to be as good as her word. The light caresses instantly became firmer and more purposeful. Her hands were on my boobs as we kissed, kneading and pulling, causing my nipples to become super-sensitive.
I leaned my mouth towards hers, staying a centimetre or two apart so that Liam’s camera, zooming now, would catch our tongues, swirling and ducking into each other’s mouths. We were both expressing little moans and gasps. I don’t know if Melanie was acting.
I certainly wasn’t.
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Her hand strayed to the front hem of my dress and tugged. I repositioned my feet to allow easier access and felt the soft fingertips of my erotic mentor thrumming through the silky, soaking-wet folds of my pussy. I jerked involuntarily as her fingers brushed across my clitoris.
‘You owe me an orgasm from last time’ came the whispered voice against my ear. ‘I’m hoping to collect the debt today.’
I took the hint and pulled at the hem of the black latex mini-skirt, easing it up and over the beautifully rounded peach of a bottom. Momentarily, I found my thoughts wandering away, marvelling at its perfection, musing at how often she had to do squats at the gym to achieve and maintain it.
I gasped as I felt two fingers slide, without warning, into me.
‘Focus, babe, focus’ She was looking me straight in the eye with a mischievous look on her face as her slender fingers instantly found my g-spot on the front wall of my vagina. Curling slightly, the fingertips brushed lightly, like the beating wings of a butterfly, against that sensitive spot, causing me to tense and jerk a little. Fuck, fuck, fuck. If she kept that up, I would come very quickly.
‘Remember, I would like to collect on my debt please!’, she whispered.
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I arched my hand around the sweet warm curve of her bum until my questing fingers began to slip against the lubrication leaking from her sweet pussy. It was a stretch and not especially comfortable but I reached as far as I could, snaking my fingertips over the slick perineum and into the entrance to her vagina. Melanie arched her back and pressed herself against me, her fingers keeping up the pressure inside me as I began to feel my orgasm approaching.
Melanie again demonstrated what can only have been a sexual sixth sense by immediately withdrawing, suspending what had felt like an inexorable march towards a devastating climax. ‘Not yet’ she whispered. ‘The men will come on now. Just focus on me until I say otherwise.’
As if by magic the battalion of naked men began to emerge from the shadows of the studio into the pervasive light, cocks in hand, stroking, murmuring approval of the sight in front of them.
The first half a dozen formed an inchoate circle, leaving room for the cameras at the front to capture the action. Melanie gazed provocatively, tauntingly at them as she continued to stroke me. I did likewise, running my hands over Melanie’s toned figure as we exchanged kisses and gasps of pleasure. The first tranche of cocks shuffled a bit closer.
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Melanie reached to her side and ran her finger along the top of the nearest penis which jerked upwards in response to her touch. I glanced to my side and observed a trio of erections pointing accusingly at me. I reached my latex-gloved hand out and grasped the middle one by the shaft, squeezing it. This one also jerked and swelled. Its owner gave a grunt and a ‘fuck yeah’.
We stood like that for a few minutes. Melanie and I kissed and fondled each other with one hand, now facing towards each other and reaching sideways to stroke the cocks which were pointing at us, swapping between them every half a minute or so.
Melanie kissed my neck as she ground her groin against my hip. ‘Wanna take it up a notch?’ she whispered. I felt as though every nerve ending was fizzing and right now my inhibitions had gone bye-bye. I wanted her, I wanted them. I wanted to come, in short.
‘Make me come.’ I replied, simply. ‘Make me come and I’ll repay the debt with interest.’
‘Well then..’ Melanie purred.
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Continuing to kiss and stroke me she guided me backward and down until I was sprawled back on the white leather sofa. My tight red latex dress only needed a couple more jerks and it was up around my hips. The fishnet tights were crotchless in any case. Melanie wasted no time in taking advantage of that fact. My legs were already spread but I hoisted my right foot up onto the white leather, driving the heel downwards to lift my crotch towards Melanie’s face as it closed in.
I tilted my head back, assuming a look of what I believed to be dominance. ‘Come on then. Don’t make me wait!’
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They say be careful what you wish for. I would defy anyone who flattered themselves that they could control the timing of their orgasm to try and do so with Melanie’s head between their legs. The woman was an artist. Holding her head to one side so the camera could zoom in to see her lips and tongue working on my soaking pussy, she brought me to a peak of delirium and held me there. It was the most exquisite torture. Melanie appeared to have an innate sense for it and knew just when to apply more pressure, and when less. When to zone in on my clit and when to back off.
All the while she was making theatre of it, sucking, lapping, and cooing noises emanating from between my thighs as I tried to stay focussed. The erections had followed us to the sofa and were surrounding us like a group of spearmen surrounding a couple of bandits.
I reached out with each hand, grabbing two fistfuls of throbbing cock, and stroked even as I tried to stay compos mentis with what was going on in my groin area.
Melanie was holding me on the brink, like a cat toying with a mouse, delaying the coup de grace as long as possible. I felt soaking, saturated. Melanie was making a feast of it for the cameras, sucking and lapping and generally behaving like she had been served the most delicious dish she had ever tasted.
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I casually wondered how long it was possible to be held just short of the point of orgasm without completely losing one’s mind when the first spurt hit me. It spattered across the latex encasing my heaving breasts. I had almost forgotten about the men but, upon hearing the groan and feeling the spatter of semen across me I remembered why I was here and made sure to put on a show of lustful appreciation.
It wasn’t all a show, you understand?
The splat of warm sperm across my body was very arousing and, even as I was contemplating the contrast of milky-white fluid spattered across my boobs and trickling down the shiny red latex towards my belly, the second lot hit me, coming from the opposite direction; the first spurt hitting the side of my cheek and the rest splattering onto my neck.
Sensing that this was probably my tipping point, Melanie slipped two fingers into my fizzing vagina, even as she began to lap with her tongue with an up-and-down motion on my clit.
I collided head-on with my orgasm, jolting and spasming all the while Melanie moaned and lapped with melodramatic appreciation.
Through my pink-tinged orgasmic come-down, I watched as Melanie half turned to the camera and began licking my fluids from her fingers. I sat up and took hold of both sides of her face, pulling her towards me. I kissed her full and hard, tasting myself on her and expressing my appreciation for what she had done for me.
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‘Your turn’ I said, hauling myself up. Melanie got up into an all-fours position, kneeling on the sofa, looking over the back of it. I positioned myself behind her as she tilted her hips, pushing her porcelain arse back at me. I caressed it through the thin black latex then hoisted the hem further back up until it was around her waist. Following Melanie’s example, I caressed and kneaded her firm, smooth globes.
Meanwhile, the male participants had repositioned. A few had gone around the back of the sofa. They presented their hard-ons to Melanie who took it in turns to stroke them, being sure to acknowledge my efforts by sucking her breath in through her clenched teeth interspersed with little sighs and a few ‘fuck yeah’s’ for seasoning.
It was time for Melanie to collect on the debt.
I ran my finger from her clit, through the silky lips of her pussy, and up her perineum and perfectly pink anus. She groaned and I was gratified to note that she was as wet as I was.
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My intention was to get straight to work on her pussy. I was profoundly eager to taste this gorgeous woman but I was mesmerised by the sight of her little arse, angled invitingly toward me. I glanced to the side to make sure that I was not obscuring the view for the camera and noticed that a small group of the men had gathered around my rear end and were stroking themselves. It was a timely reminder that the main aim of the scene was for me to be covered in semen.
I heard Steve’s voice coming from behind a light which was shining directly at me. ‘Jaimie, OK if they cop a feel of you while they are jerking?’
‘Yes, sure.’
Almost immediately I felt two or three hands stroking then grabbing handfuls of my arse. My latex dress was up around my hips. Two hands grabbed either side of the crotchless aperture and yanked hard. I heard a ripping sound and felt the fishnet tearing further up my backside, extending the amount of naked flesh on show and available to molest.
A finger slid down the valley between my buttocks and began to stroke my own little rose-bud arse, using my own fluids, which I was saturated with, as lubrication. I gasped then moaned my approval.
Steve’s voice again: ‘Remember, no penetration guys, not even a finger.’
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Melanie’s sweet little arse wiggled right in front of my nose. She had clearly decided that I needed to refocus. Trying to ignore what was going on with my own body I stuck the tip of my tongue out and trawled it from the opening of her vagina, up her perineum until it reached the spot I had targeted. I proceeded to lick, as sensually as I could, up and down allowing plenty of saliva to trickle down her, combining with her own juices.
Pulling back for a moment to toss my hair to the other side of my face, so as not to obstruct the camera’s line of vision I noticed that Melanie’s pussy was literally dripping. I noticed with interest that her fluids were milky white and, as I watched, a viscous drip like warm cream dropped in slow motion, landing stickily on the white leather seat of the sofa.
I didn’t hesitate and, with my index finger, scooped it up and brought it to my tongue. I dipped my tongue to touch it and pulled slowly away so that a glistening string of Melanie’s creamy fluid stretched between my finger and tongue.
‘Fucking great, Jaimie’ said Steve’s voice as I licked the finger clean. I felt a warm splash on the side of my right buttock and the groan of one of the men. The spurts subsided and another took his place.
I returned my attention to the little pink arse, slick with my saliva.
I was feeling it now. Oh, god was I feeling it.
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I pushed the tip of my tongue against the little bud and heard Melanie gasp. I wriggled the tip of it and she complied by relaxing and allowing me access. My face and Melanie’s bottom were both at more or less the perfect angle to provide maximum access for my questing tongue. I continued to push until I was rewarded by the sensation of my tongue, slipping, penetrating, being buried inside Melanie. Swirling the tip around inside her, she responded with gasps and moans. I felt another spatter of warm fluid across my bum and up my back. Opening my eyes just in time I saw one of the guys that Melanie was stroking shoot thick jets of semen across the side of her face and onto her shoulder.
I could feel a sticky rivulet of warm cum trickling down my bottom and on, down the back of my thigh. I was surrounded by the sound of men jerking themselves, using the most obscene language to describe what we were doing. Kneeling, I was positioned behind an exceptional, ripe, mature beauty with my tongue buried in her arse and my fingers stroking her dripping pussy. My own sex was exposed to lights, camera, and god knows how many people watching me as I performed like a little whore.
It felt completely filthy and depraved.
And I loved it.
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I detected little twitches and jerks from Melanie and discerned that she may be about to come. As the thought was crossing my mind Melanie shifted position, rolling over so that she was on her back with her head on one of the armrests. She spread her legs as wide as she could, hooking a foot up over the back of the sofa. She beckoned the men forward and took hold of another couple of throbbing cocks.
‘Come on,’ she said ‘don’t make me wait any more.’
I plunged my tongue back, this time heading for the delicious pussy, dribbling creamy white and inviting. I lapped enthusiastically, trying to ingest as much of the precious cream as I could. Melanie was gasping now, and I ground the flat of my tongue against her clit while I pressed my forefinger up and into the tight little hole that my tongue had only recently vacated.
Melanie arched her back and came, moaning and gasping, flooding my mouth and chin. Almost simultaneously, another cock, being vigorously rubbed by her, erupted, splashing several spurts of hot semen across her belly, a stray spatter hitting my cheek.
I buried my tongue again, causing her to buck and twitch as I sucked up the precious fluid.
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Supporting myself on my hands I stalked up the sofa, cat-like, until I was over her and face to face with my mentor. She put a hand behind my head and pulled me to her lips. We kissed sensually, with much moaning, gasping, tongue-sucking, and so on while Liam closed in to get the close-ups.
Melanie licked the full length of my cheek, the sensation of it making me shudder with lust. She curled her tongue and removed the splatter of semen from my cheek then kissed me with it, twirling her tongue around as the faint ammonia taste of cum pervaded my mouth. I arched my back and threw my head back as she kissed and licked up my neck, nibbling and licking my earlobe.
I was confident that if she carried on I would have come again just from that.
‘You are a fucking angel,’ she whispered. ‘We’re going to move into the finale part now, just as we discussed, OK?’ I gave the smallest nod and we slid ourselves off the sofa and into a standing position.
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Standing back-to-back we were presented with a crowd of hard, throbbing cocks. Taking one in each hand we both pulled and stroked until, one by one, their owners began to twitch and grunt as we aimed the sticky jets up onto the shiny latex. Slashes of creamy semen trickled down our thighs and dripped onto our shoes.
We posed and postured making little noises of pleasure with each fresh splash of cum that hit us.
We turned to face each other, each taking a cock on the side nearest the camera, jerking with one hand while the other caressed a latex-covered boob or arse cheek or neck, slick by now with perspiration, saliva, and semen. We pressed ourselves against each other, the cummy emissions lubricating our contact. We rubbed against each other, sliding against the cum-slick body of the other.
Then it was time for the real finale. Melanie took my hand and sat me on the armrest of the sofa. I crossed my legs, taking care to do be as ladylike and superior as possible, notwithstanding the sperm smeared all over the front of my dress and running in sticky trickles down my legs. The smell of cum was everywhere, we were both covered in it. Milky drips adorned the floor and sofa.
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I sat, legs crossed, back as straight as a ramrod, with a look of supercilious condescension on my face. Melanie acted as my literal handmaiden, bringing the men forward to me, as they indicated that they were about to come.
I noticed the fluffer girls, out of the line of the camera, vigorously jerking various of the men to get them to that point.
I tossed my head and craned my neck back as, one by one, the remnants of the army of erections sprayed me with hot sperm. Melanie worked tirelessly, wanking them mercilessly and aiming their jets of cum toward me.
I glanced down as spurt after spurt splashed across me, pooling in the crotch of my dress as it ran down me. I felt like some sort of female Caligula, condemned in my depravity, receiving tributes of semen from the masses of plebians. My pussy throbbed and tingled as I played out the filthy fantasy.
I theatrically looked down into my lap, where the puddle of cum was steadily growing. I dipped my fingers into it, stirring and exploring the texture. Bringing my latex-gloved hand up I put my dripping palm on my throat and then dragged it down leaving a slick trail of sperm all down my neck and onto my chest where I massaged it into the boob-flesh squeezing out from the top of the tight latex dress.
I dipped another couple of fingers into the puddle and licked them clean, staring straight into the camera.
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It was apparent that the last of the ejaculations had occurred. This was just as well, as there was semen absolutely everywhere, but mostly on Melanie and me.
She helped me to stand and then pulled me to her, the pool of cum dripping down between us as we pressed our bodies together and kissed.
‘Bloody incredible’ Melanie whispered into my ear. ‘Just the smile and wave and it’s a wrap.’
We carried on caressing each other, dripping, and making little cooing noises to each other. Steve gave a signal and we put an arm around each other’s waist, tilted our heads, and gave smiles and little waves for the camera. A synchronised joint kiss blown down the lens and we were done.
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‘Cut’ said Steve. ‘That’s a wrap, people. Fucking brilliant. Ladies, you were absolutely outstanding!’
There was clapping and whoops and a general sense that things had gone very well. The fluffer girls brought two large white bath towels across to us.
Melanie kissed me again and this time it was real and heartfelt. ‘You were incredible. A star is born! How are you feeling?’
I giggled. ‘Very sticky!’
Melanie laughed. ‘Yeah, 24 loads of cum will do that! Let’s go and get showered and have a drink while they are sorting this mess out. Steve and I are taking you out to dinner later once the set is cleared. We both think that this could be the start of a very fruitful relationship, if you are interested of course?’
I leaned in towards Melanie. She still looked gorgeous, even with her hair sticking to the back of her neck with sweat and the semen that I had smeared across her while our bodies were pressed together. We kissed.
‘I think we may just be getting started.’
And that, darling ones, is the end of this story. I hope you enjoyed it!
Part one of a new (old) story next week. After having an erotic fantasy, I think it’s time we got back to another true confession!
Love, Jaimie xx
Links and Stuff.
The dress in the picture is the same one as I’m wearing in the black and white photo for part one – weird huh? It’s amazing what you can do with coloured filters on a black and white image.
The dress is this one from the marvellous Westward Bound.
Thanks are due to my better half, who took great pleasure in drizzling double cream over me while I concentrated on taking the shots. I think she was a little too enthusiastic.
2 thoughts on “Jaimie Gets The Cream – An Erotic Fantasy, Part 2”
Oh my goodness! Everything about this story was incredibly well done. The relationship you established with Steve and Melanie, even giving Liam a bit of an expanded personality. And, of course, the sex is incredibly hot. Your writing is a definite inspiration to improve mine. <3
– Sarah
Thank you! I had a lot of fun writing this.. Jx