Creepin’ on the Cum-Up!

Creepin’ on the Cum-Up!

Have you ever heard of the expression, Creepin’ on the Cum-Up? Well, if you haven’t, let me tell you what it is. So, let’s say a girl is pretty, but not really seated in a high position in society. She sees other girls constantly surpassing her for jobs, money, or greatness. These girls decide to take matters into their own hands to get what they deserve.

Many call it, creepin’ on the cum-up. They do everything and ANY thing in their power to get higher in life. I was on the fast track to do the same, even if it meant He Bit My Pussy! I was going to get there, no matter what I had to do! Moreover, I wanted out of that small-town existence and I wanted out now! So, it was time to set a plan into motion!

Creepin’ on the Cum-Up Took a Little Planning.

There’s a political race and a creepin’ on the cum-up was getting ready to happen in my city. Consequently, I knew my way around politics. Getting myself hired onto the office staff of a candidate who was the front-runner is a no-brainer. Guess who he is? Should I put him out there on Front Street? Well, suffice it to say, he’s well-known and pretty much wanted by every woman on staff.

Did I mention for a girl creepin’ on the cum-up, he should also be single as fuck and fine as hell? Yup! I had nearly hit pay-dirt with this man. But, not so fast. There were other cuties he hired on. I was, however, the only one who was shameless in my pursuit of what I wanted. Moreover, he never saw me CUMming! The gloves came off and I went for it. I invited him to my place for dinner.

A Man Has to Eat. Right?

A man still needs to eat even when he’s being fed by a girl creepin’ on the cum-up! And boy, was I ready to feed him! He arrived precisely on time to my place and I greeted him with a warm hug. He bristled a bit, but down below, I feel him get a bit turgid. Good sign, I thought. What? Shameless, you think? Why? Besides, he came over freely and of his own accord. So, it’s not like it was sexual harassment. Right?

I got him a drink and he was impressed that I remembered what he liked. Hennessy Paradis. Of course, it cost me a month’s salary, but I figured it would be worth it in the end for a girl who was creepin’ on the cum-up. He swigged it down as if he was nervous; however, this man was on the fast track to the White House, so how nervous could he be from a sweet thing like me? Heehee.

Getting him Loosened Up Quickly!

I leaned in from behind him in his comfy chair and began to loosen his tie while making sure to press my hard nipples against his shirt. He stiffened a little, but he didn’t try to get away from my obvious advances. In fact, he let out a small moan that encouraged me to continue my pursuit of his attentions. I got up to turn the flames off the dinner I was making for him, then I took his hand in mine and led him up the stairs to my boudoir.

Once inside, I eased him onto my bed while kissing him as if we were in high school. And he gave in immediately as I slid his button-down shirt off his shoulders. Not bad. He clearly didn’t miss out on his gym sessions! Creepin’ on the cum-up was going to be quite pleasurable! For BOTH of us! My kiss deepened and continued onto his warm neck.

Creepin’ on the Cum-Up Got Heavier!

Our hearts pounded in synchronicity and before long, we gave in to our passions. I sucked his dick and balls. I even rimmed his asshole and spiked my tongue inside and gave him the ride of his life! He had lost control of his dick, so I climbed on board to do it for him. My juices flowed down and over his balls, but that just made me ride him deeper.

Before long, his warm, soupy cum spurt forth and filled me. I didn’t expect to feel so turned on, but he had ME firmly in his grip, and I wondered if I was truly creepin’ on the cum-up. Maybe I just really wanted this man! We fucked until I fell forward onto his warm body still panting. We were both spent, so we lay there in each other’s arms until the wee hours. Of course, we did it several more times… just to be sure. Haha

Who’s Creepin’ on Whom Now?

All these years later, and while he’s sitting in the highest seat in America, we still repeat that night in the West Wing. I’m no longer creepin’ on the cum-up, but I still GIVE IT TO HIM as if I was! He loves the seduction of it and so do I!

So, if you need a good lay, call the girl who was at one time creepin’ on the cum-up. Lay back; I know how to get it done.

Slurp!

Just Joey

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