I Love A Creampie Surprise

@Gorillaboy
For as risky a thing it is having unprotected sex with a complete stranger....it happens far more frequently than one would think....even in this age where there is a lot of education about it and various means of protection available.

I never would have thought that I would succumb to such a risky activity but it did happen once to me. I was completely swept away by the charms of an older man the month I was visiting my girlfriend at her family's country vineyard estate in California. I had just turned 16 the week before. Her uncle was teaching a sommelier workshop at the time and when I expressed curiosity due to my interest in chemistry he graciously invited me to attend. I was amazed with the breadth of his knowledge and how he approached the subject with the skill of a poet and scientist.

The attendees, ten men and two women, were a sophisticated group representing some of the finest Michelin 3 star restaurants from 3 continents. He mesmerized us completely and without hesitation I could say we all became infatuated with him. It was kind of like listening to the dramatic cadence of Peter O'Toole and Richard Burton with the wild and sensual imagery of the poetry of Dylan Thomas.

I was fortunate enough to have more contact with him than my fellow students because we were both had rooms at the estate manor. While there we discovered our mutual passion for science, history and music and it didn't take too long for us to each seek out each other's company that ranged from cross-country runs to playing classical duets to arguing fine points of history.

To say that there was chemistry between us would be an understatement. It was beyond anything I'd ever experienced.

And yet....despite our attraction....the fact that he was 15 years older than I and with a wife in Rome he was returning to at the end of the summer....acted as an invisible barrier preventing us from taking our relationship beyond the platonic.

....until the day before he was to return to Rome. I was crushed and despondent. In my depression and breaking heart I wandered over to the stone warehouse that housed the wine cellar. We had many walks there in the past few weeks while he checked samples of the aging wine and explaining to me what he was looking for.

In the midst of the cavern of oak barrels along one side shielded from the light I found him sitting at a table sipping on a glass of wine. Even in the dim light I could see how crestfallen he was. I reached up to touch his cheek and found it moist. In that next instant we were in each other's arms kissing.

Without speaking another word I let him lead me to the office in the back where there was long plush sofa couch that was used by the caretaker to take a nap at times during the bottling season. Once there we made love until he had to get ready for his flight to Rome.

Since we didn’t plan on this….neither of us had protection…but it didn’t matter. What mattered was the continued bonding and coupling that joined us into becoming one heart. At first he tried to be cautious about coming inside me but I held onto him fiercely and urged him to not withdraw. He tried to argue not wanting to leave me pregnant…and this made me angry….I demanded to be treated fully as a woman and if that meant creating a baby with him then I wanted it.

The awareness that we might be creating a child took our passion for each other onto a whole other level. In my sexual intoxication I begged him again and again to plant his seed inside my womb….I was begging him to give me a child.

In hindsight, I see now what a foolish and very lucky girl I was….that I had the very good fortune of not getting knocked up. But I’m not sorry about getting to know him and to discover how vulnerable we humans are when we are caught up in the fires of an intense romantic attraction.

You can’t manufacture something like this no matter how much one yearns for the experience. It somehow drops into your life like a massive comet colliding into the ocean of a planet and changing its form forever.

Dangerous behavior but you realize the act you described is not a cream pie? A cream pie is when oral sex is performed after you or another man, usually a another man, ejaculated inside the partner. The cream pie surprise is when multiple men ejaculate into your partner and then you perform oral sex on her. Hence the surprise is not knowing exactly what partner contributed to that taste and texture exactly. Not to be mean, but normally cream pie surprise is a cuckhold and he never gets to put his penis inside his partner. He is merely cleaning her up for the next guy. I learned this term on EP many years ago. You may have hit it and quit it, but unless there is more to the story you didn't get a cream pie surprise.

Welcome to the world of AIDS

You're an absolute asshole !!!

Not worth the risk.

You must be very proud.