Creampie secret on the subway ride home.

Whether you’re a slutty girl or a promiscuous fag, the chances are you know what a creampie feels like. While they can be hot, a poorly timed creampie makes certain situations uncomfortable. It is so embarrassing to have to hide a secret creampie! There was this one time I was at a party that I knew I shouldn’t have been at.

I knew the people there weren’t my typical crowd, but I didn’t care. Sometimes I can’t resist my cravings for big, black cock. This particular night I knew that just one cock wouldn’t do; I needed a whole group of guys at once.

What’s a nice white pussy like you doing in a neighborhood like this?
When I attend a party, I don’t hide my true intentions. What other reason would a random white chick have to be this deep in Kensington? As the party started to fill up, more and more guys noticed my scantily-clad body and flirty advances. It wasn’t long before a group had formed around me, unzipping their pants to reveal exactly what I came to see. I began by sucking off two of the biggest guys who were practically sword-fighting in my mouth.
I could barely fit one of their huge cocks in my mouth, let alone both of them! The other men grew impatient and started to help themselves to my bare pussy. As I took load after a load of hot cum, my boyfriend’s face briefly popped into my head. He wasn’t the brightest, but even he would notice a difference after so many massive members had stretched my hole. I would have to think of an excuse so that he would settle for a lazy handjob instead of fucking me.
Busted

How rude of the cops to ruin my good time. They had shown up due to a noise complaint and had the nerve to detain me on prostitution charges! Apparently, they couldn’t fathom a girl like me being there of my own free will. With cum still dribbling down my chin and a creampie secret in my pussy, I explained that black cocks rode for free- for obvious reasons.

Those white assholes were clearly offended, but they had to release me because I hadn’t broken any laws. Without any thought for my safety, they kicked me out on the street! Since I couldn’t let my boyfriend see me like that, I had to find my own way home.

Running the Gauntlet

There are some settings where even an Uber won’t come to your rescue, and Kensington at 2 a.m. was one of those places. My only option was to take public transport as close as possible to my neighborhood and call a ride from there. Can you imagine how embarrassing it was to step onto the subway with a slutty party dress and a cunt full of cum? As heads turned, I found myself questioning whether I had successfully wiped all of it from my face. The taste of those cocks lingered in my mouth, but my main concern was the secret creampie dripping down my leg.

I love feeling full…

…but I can’t say I’ve ever worn a snail trail like some badge of honor. The old homeless men occupying the train at that time of night weren’t using that time to get some shut-eye. As I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, one of them whipped his dick out right in front of me. It wasn’t bad for a white guy, but I don’t do white men for free. I had to sit there and watch as he stroked his smelly, filthy cock in my face and called me all sorts of names. He wasn’t wrong, either. At that moment, I was a “cum-dripping, big-tittied slut.” Eventually, he tossed a dollar at me and ordered me to clean his unwashed erection.

“As if…”  I responded, drooling a little despite myself.

*Splat*
It seemed like he didn’t care much about my refusal. He shot his nasty load all over my exposed cleavage right as we arrived at my stop. Seeing as I was already covered and filled with cum, I couldn’t claim that this homeless man harassed me and expect to be taken seriously. Thankfully, my boyfriend was a bit of a dunce. When I got home, he totally ate up the story about how a get-together with the girls ended in a whipped-cream fight. He was even happy to lick it all up for me! Now, please tell me: who’s the dumb slut in this scenario?  Call my phone sex line and let me know.

 

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