I kissed and licked my way down his neck before easing my way back to his lips, holding the tray behind me with a mitt. When he started to squirm in earnest, I stopped. “Now, open your mouth, but keep your eyes shut,” I instructed. When he did, I slipped him a tiny morsel of cookie, filled with an oozing chocolate chip.I kept on feeding him from my fingertips, gooey mounds of salt and sugar and chocolate that made him moan and his cock spring up—my mouth watered at the sight. I eventually let him open his eyes so he could see what was going on. I kept on taking little nibbles myself, watching his eyes bulge as I sensually danced around him, trailing a warm cookie along my skin, letting it surf over the curve of my breast, down along my gently curved belly, along my leg, then gliding gently past my pussy. I bent over, offering him my ass with a cookie on top. I took one of the warm concoctions and crumpled it in my hand, smushing the crumbling remains into his eager mouth, letting h
My breasts were sticky, and there were still a few marshmallows stuck to my sweaty skin, but he ignored those in favor of more delicious delights. He sucked and sucked on my buds, tugging and toying with them before finally giving me what I most wanted—his teeth. I looked down to see the rapture on his face, his eyes closed, mouth moving rapidly as I pushed as much of my hanging boobs between his lips as I could.The more he massaged my nipples, the deeper the ache in my cunt until I simply had to stroke myself, then shove two fingers inside me while he kept right on going. He’d pause to lick the tunnel between my breasts while they brushed against his cheek, occasionally taking a stray marshmallow into his mouth. He opened his eyes with one between his teeth and then practically gave it a blowjob, savoring every last bite, his shiny white teeth gleaming against the dessert he was devouring. I just couldn’t help it—I pinched his cheeks, finally dropping my breasts down toward his ch
The first time he spanked me, I thought he was a pervert. The second time he did it, I wondered if I was. By the third time, I was certain that both were true.We met at a concert. He was with his friends in the row behind Tricia and me. They were acting completely juvenile—using little laser pointers to draw ridiculous spastic spirals on the backs of people standing further down in the theater. It was a loud rock concert, one of my favorite bands, and while everyone there was yelling and whistling and clapping, I found the antics behind us so annoying.I turned to face the group of four men and yelled, “Dudes, cut that out, it’s really distracting.” I’d caught the tall one with his laser held in front of his body. I looked down and saw a tiny red dot on my jeans. While I’d been turned with my back to him, he’d been drawing stupid circles on my ass. “How objectifying,” I thought to myself, and then smiled. I had worn my new jeans and I had to say, my butt looked great in them. Stil
He sighed while watching me, and lifted his hips off the cushion. I dropped to my knees to help him out of his pants. As I pulled them down his thighs and he stepped out of them, he looked at me with the same knowing expression from the concert. “Suck my cock, you little thief.”God, I was wet. Everywhere. My pussy was hot and slick, and my mouth was watering. I dove onto his cock and he grabbed my head, pushing it down, and thrusting his hips up into my face. He pushed me back and knelt on the floor. I was on my hands and knees in front of him, sucking him and arching my back, forcing my ass high in the air. He let his hands roam from my hips to my head, burying himself in my throat, my nose even with his pubis. I could feel his cock past my gag reflex, and silently congratulated myself for all that deep-throating practice I’d done in college. I swallowed around his dick, the muscles of my throat closing even more tightly around him.His knees were wide apart, and I felt his hands
He’d taken off his shirt, and there was sweat on his forehead. His hands were at his sides, empty. I slowly spun to face him, bracing myself against the wall. He stepped forward and bent down to kiss my forehead, then my cheeks, and finally, my mouth. I kissed him hungrily, pulling on his lips with my tongue the way a kitten will suck on your finger if it’s been weaned from its mother too soon. His cock was hard against my stomach, and he sighed when I pressed into it. “Can you stay?” he asked. I nodded and put my arms around his shoulders as he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom.The room was dark but for a blue neon glow from outside the window. As he walked to the bed in the center of the floor, I lifted my cheek from his shoulder and smiled. With one arm holding me, he crouched down and pulled back the duvet, exposing the satiny sheets. He put me down on my knees, never taking his hands off me, and carefully avoided touching my ass, which felt like a bad sunburn. He cra
Leila sat in the bar sipping on her cold martini and looking at the crowd in the bar. The place was sparsely populated being a weekday, but she did not mind. She simply needed a night out after the long day she had had. A few men threw her obvious signals which she outwardly ignored. She threw a quick glance at her wrist watch and was more than happy she still had an hour more to waste.She flipped through her cell phone in search of company and was not surprised when her best friend picked up the phone after two rings.“Hello stranger,” she spoke in a cheeky loud voice and was more than sure she was drunk from the few giggles she sent her way.“Hey, what are you up to?”“You know the usual business,” she answered. “Why?”“I am out today, thought you could join me for a drink or two.”“I can’t believe I am missing out on a night out with you. You could join us you know?”This last phase was said with a lot of hesitance; her friend was a renowned escort and had tried to seduce her int
He however, had to withdraw his hand from her though and placed both on the steering wheel as he drove into the mansion. His house was not what she expected. She admired they cliché fountain of naked angels in the middle of his driveway and also loved the creative mind behind the careful design that had gone into the place.“You have a lovely house.” “Thank you.”“How come you still have it?” “What do you mean?”“I expected you to have lost it to your ex in the divorce proceedings.”“She went with a lot more; this house is a drop of salty water in the ocean”.She chuckled under her breathe and followed him into the mansion. She immediately spotted a picture of him and her father on a fishing trip as they walked passed a hallway and headed to what she assumed was his bedroom. He paused as soon as he got to the door and turned to have a look at her.“You need to take off your shoes,” he said in a rather stern voice. He had not switched on the lights in the house but she could still see
The feel of his cock in her was exhilarating and the sparks that came with it made her want him the more. He reached over and tangled her hair in a rough pony tail as he kept fucking her senseless. Leila loved it and her loud moans could attest, she held onto the coffee table in the room for support as the thrusts grew more powerful.The tightening of her pussy muscles announced her near orgasm but without warning, Fred pulled out of her and had an evil look in his eye. Leila looked up at him, her eyes filled with deep loathing but had a blend of desperation. She wanted his cock so badly he would do anything and everything for it.“Why did you pull out?’ her voice was stained with both loathing and desperation but that did not bother him.“Beg for it,” he answered. “Earn your orgasm.”The serious look in his eye told her all she needed to know and this made her slowly get on her knees and wore her puppy dog look.“Please,” she let out. Her mind was on the sweet ache oozing between h