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Subject: {ASSM} "Quest For Fire" {by: VLRC}  (MF-cons-food fetish-very light bondage)
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Quest For Fire     c. 2002     by:VLRC

"So Liz, we are set for dinner tonight, right?" Ruth asked as she walked
into my screened-in backporch with a picture of iced tea for the three of
us. I filled my friends in about the plans Eric and I had made for tonight,
"A foursome is no problem for dinner but the entertainment afterward will
have to be done between Eric and I ... alone. He said he doesn't have
anything planned but he was sure he wanted us to be alone tonight after our
dinner."
Neeka poured the cold brew for both Ruth and herself as she began her
assessment of the night. "So what do you want us to bring for dinner? Or
have you decided on going out? Yet I think dinner here would be best and we
will be happy to leave the two of you alone after the meal." I told Ruth
everything I felt about him in front of Neeka and both have become my best
friends over the past months. Neeka and Ruth being the ones to have had the
party that Eric and I had met gave them the inside scoop of our
relationship. Neeka was a large woman that did not like being an
exhibitionist and kept such outward expressions for the bedroom. Sharing
with her wife, Ruth, alone. Ruth, on the other hand, loved to talk openly
about sex of any kind whenever she could. Her petite frame was always filled
with excitement with the smallest suggestion. Our friendship has even gotten
Ruth in trouble many times as our conversations became heated in front of
Neeka. Ruth piped up, "How about ordering pizza. That's a meal we all
enjoy." Neeka and I shook our heads in disagreement. Neeka wanted more, "No
sweets, that's your favorite. We can go home and whip something up special
for this dinner without having to order out. That way Liz can concentrate on
what her and Eric will be doing after the dinner." She gave me a wink. I
wanted to protest, "I can clean up, I guess. The place doesn't need it but
then I can fix a main course while you bring ...." Neeka interrupted me,
"Not a chance. We'll go home and fix dinner and bring it over at 6 tonight
while you just stay here and get ready. We'll make the entire meal and bring
it over for you. No arguments." I laughed at her forwardness and gave in.
We finished off the tea and my friends left by one that afternoon. I stepped
happily to my bedroom to prepare, as they suggested. I changed the flannel
sheet to replace it with a silk sheet. Using only the fitted sheet, I stood
back and looked at my small single sized bed. I took a fast shower and
watched myself dress. The skirt was slipped up over my slender hips. I
tossed my fingers through my short dark brown hair and buttoned my blouse.
My deep brown eyes glistened in my anticipation. I needed to keep myself
busy so I headed for the kitchen. At 5:30 they arrived with their hands full
of dishes. They placed the grilled shrimp, chopped tomatoes, shredded
cheeses, refried beans, sliced onions, salsa and flour tortilla shells on
the table as I pulled the sour cream, guacamole and hot sauce out of my
fridge. Ruth cut up the lettuce as Neeka set the table. With every step I
tried to help with, Neeka would stop me and remind me to 'sit my ass down'
and let them 'cater to me for once'. I kept forgetting that Neeka is THE
head cook for the casino and enjoyed making small meals for a few friends
instead of the thousands she cooked for everyday.
By the time Eric had arrived everything was in place. Greeting him at the
front door we kissed. My eyes took him in like air as he stepped into my
living room. Standing in his pressed slacks and a very nice dress shirt, he
made my heart melt. He broke my stare when he asked, "You don't mind that we
stay inside tonight, do you?" I didn't want to sound overjoyed and simply
gave him a smile with a peck on the cheek. Hand in hand we walked into my
kitchen to find Ruth and Neeka seated next to each other at the table. We
enjoyed our shrimp faitas along with our friendly conversations. Eric hadn't
associated with Ruth and Neeka since we met and had only known them through
a friend of his but he enjoyed their company as much as I did. He told them
about the day we spent horseback riding through Diamond Park and about the
afternoon we went sailing with his friend, Gabriel and his wife Phyllis, at
Lake Sobe. Neeka and Ruth listened as if hearing it all for the first time.
They knew not to let him know that I had told them everything we have done
already.
After the meal we went out to the back porch. Ruth sat close to Neeka with
their arms around each other. Eric and I sat holding hands. It didn't take
long for me to let his hand go in order for me to place it on his knee. From
time to time one of us would whisper into the others ear, "I have been
thinking about tonight for days" (he whispered in his low voice) "Mmmm I
can't wait to feel you closer" (I breathed against his ear) "You don't have
plans for tomorrow do you?" (He was prepared to fuck me all night long) "I
don't have any plans but to spend it with you all weekend" (I squeezed his
thigh, moving my hand up more to his body) "We can even go to my place if
you like" (I let my tongue touch his ear lobe. I wanted him in my bed for
the entire weekend) "Oh I don't think we will have a choice in doing
anything but wrap our bodies together for the next few days." (I heated the
whispers to a flaming level, making sure my moist hot breath was felt across
the nape of his neck) "I want to feel you deep inside me." (He responded
with a torch that made me blush) "I'm going to make you scream in pleasure
all night". It took longer than I expected for Neeka to catch on to our
whispered conversation, "Well Ruth, how about we gather our food and let
these two take their relationship to the level they have been working on for
the past hour?" She winked at Eric and gave Ruth a pat on her knee. Ruth
smiled from ear to ear at me as she followed Neeka to the kitchen.
Just as Eric turned to face me, I reached to him, held him by his shoulders
and licked his lips before kissing him softly. He returned the kiss by
darting his tongue between my lips. His unsteady breath caressed my cheeks
as I sucked his tongue farther into my mouth. "AH-HEM" Ruth interrupted our
private moment, "We'll keep the food here for when you get hungry later. We
know the way out so we'll see ya later. Call me as soon as you can, whenever
you can. Bye Eric, it was great to see you two together again." She was gone
in a flash. Eric raised an eyebrow and smiled at me before he wrapped his
arms around my waist. Drawing me close to him, he began nibbling my neck.
"Oh" escaped into his ear as his hands moved from around my back to under my
breasts. "Let's go into the bedroom so the neighbors can't watch through the
screens. I want to make you cum all ... " He cut my words off as his mouth
closed over mine. Sucking my tongue into his mouth, he made me tremble. His
hands caressed over my shirt and bra as my nipples raised to his warm
attention. In his firm grasp we stood up. Licking my tongue within his mouth
he continued the kiss. I moaned as he pinched a nipple through the material
and held me closer. My knees became weak as I felt his hidden cock harden
within his slacks when he rubbed his body against mine.
The phone rang in the kitchen and Eric broke our kiss, "You better answer
that. It could be one of your other boyfriends." We both laughed as I pulled
his arms around me, "Your the only one I have to torture. (I stepped back
from him and took him by one hand) Forget about the phone, the answer
machine will get it. Lets go into my bedroom so I can tie you up and do
naughty things." I gave an evil chuckle as he laughed at my humor. I didn't
have to pull hard. He followed me willingly through the house. Leading him
into my bedroom, I closed the door behind us. I told him to sit on my bed as
I undressed myself as he watched. Unbuttoning my red blouse to expose my
pink bra. My abundant bosom made him lick his lips. Slipping my black skirt
over my slim hips and down my long legs I noticed the bulge at his crotch. I
stepped out from the ring of material as I unhooked my bra to let it join
the laundry at my feet. Leaving my black lace panties on I bent forward to
kiss him. Taking his wrists to keep his hands from touching me I forced my
tongue into his mouth. Pulling him up to stand before me as I sat as he did.
My eyes glistened as he unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the hair on his chest
and he noticed my smile as he unzipped his slacks.
He was about to kiss me when I stopped him, "Not yet, your not done. Take
your shorts off too. Do it." One of his eyebrows raised as he blushed.
Pulling the waistband from his waist he let his cock out. Together our
clothes lay on the floor in a heap with the addition of his shorts. I padded
the mattress next to me for him to join me. Before he put his arm around me
I stood up and faced him, "Now lay down on your back ... do it." He began to
understand my demands as he comfortably lay out over the blue sheet. I
stepped over to the nightstand and switched on the lamp. Without a word I
walked to the switch on the wall by the door to turn off the ceiling light.
Standing at the foot of the bed I took a hold of his feet. Rubbing down the
tops of them to his ankles I held him in place, "Listen to me carefully. I
will only instruct you once. You are going to lie perfectly still as I
promise not to hurt you. (I made sure he seen me look his body over as I
smiled.) You will not make a sound or a moan. Any movement or sound from you
will cause me to stop from the pleasure I will be giving you. I will resume
once you have calmed down, no matter how long it will take you to relax. You
may now nod your head if you are ready to begin. (His dick quivered as he
nodded.) Spread your legs a bit and place your hands to your sides with your
palms facing up. Unless otherwise noted you are to remain in this position."
He slid his legs to the two ends of the bed, doing as I instructed
completely as the ceiling fan fluttered above him. I started his journey
with a message down his legs. Placing my leg onto the foot of the mattress I
bent over to kiss his thigh. Letting my nails dig gently into the flesh as
my lips caress him. Kneeling between his legs I dart my tongue over his
balls. Licking up and over them to his shaft. My tongue danced up its length
and to its tip. I let my tits glide over his cock as I continued my tongue's
journey to his navel when I heard him moan. I pulled up to be on all fours
over him, making sure not to be touching him any longer. As I climb off from
my bed, I ask him, "Are you sure you want me to do this? (He lay quietly.)
If you can contain yourself your pleasure will increase." I then left the
room.
He looked down at his hard cock and sighed. Rolling his eyes as he laid his
head back, he sighed a second time at the moment the door opened to my
return. Walking in I made sure my man was still in his place. I held a
bottle of Vanilla Schnapps out and removed the cap. Making sure not to
spill, I carefully poured a bit into his navel. His body jerked to the cold
liquor. I dipped my finger into the puddle and ran the sticky liquor up over
his hairy chest. Then licked from his chest back down to his navel. I sucked
the Schnapps from the dimple in his abs & blew my exhaled breath into the
moist hole. I could feel his body relax against my tongue. He lay
comfortably with his hands to his sides as my breasts rubbed against his
ribs. I poured a bit of the liquor into one of my hands and stroked his
cock. Just before I took him into my mouth I noticed he had closed his dark
brown eyes. Filling my mouth with his cock I flicked my tongue over its tip
as it stiffened with in my moist lips. I made sure to suck off the Schnapps
from his skin. This time he enjoyed the pleasure with out a sound.
Leaving his precious member alone I licked up to his chest again. Letting
one hand lead to a nipple as the other lingered to fondle his cock. My
leading hand ventured up his neck and to his ear. He watched as my tongue
danced over his hardened nipple. Pinching his ear lobe as my lips tug on his
nipple and my hand stroked his cock.
While I was preoccupied he slipped the hand he had under me up to my breast.
Feeling my soft skin, cupping it's weight and giving it a squeeze. Before he
touched my nipple I stood up, letting him go. He lost sense of what I was
doing & spoke, "Oh you do that so good. Come on." He was about to be
reminded of his position. I held up my index finger to my lips, "Sh, no
talking. Now you're going to have time to calm down again, alone." Taking
the bottle with me I left the bedroom door behind me.
I returned shortly and stood in the doorway holding a 'Rocket'* Popsicle. I
began to rub it lightly over my nipples, up along my neck and to my lips. I
stared at him as he kept a close eye on the Popsicle. I opened my mouth,
took a hold of its wrapper with my teeth and ripped it open. I used my
tongue to lower the cover and my mouth to unwrap the cold hard 'cicle.
Slowing exposing the red top to its blue trunk as I held tight to the wooden
stick. I walked over to the nightstand next to him to lay the wrapper there.
As if it were his cock, I darted my tongue over the 'cicle's tip, sliding it
down my chin, between my breasts, past my navel and to my pussy. I gasp at
the cold sensation and lift a leg onto the bed, along side his ribs, to give
him a better view. He watched as I rubbed the red tip against my clit.
Massaging my tits with one hand, I pinched a nipple at the very moment I
slip the 'Rocket' into my pussy. Moaning in the icy pleasure I seen him lick
his lips. Making my cunt take the ice cicle to its blue layer until I was
able to hit my clit with my thumb. Groaning I slipped the 'cicle out and
offered for him to lick my pussy juice from it. He Lapped at it hungrily as
the colors melted and dripped onto his chin and down his neck. I took it
from his lips and dragged it over his chin and across his chest. Making sure
to run it over both his nipples I bend down to follow the 'Rocket' with my
tongue. Freezing the way to his navel and warming him back to life. His body
jerked when the cold ice touched his member. I took him into my warm mouth
as I slipped the cold stick under his balls. Bringing his cock to a full
stance as I sucked him through my wet lips. He hardened even more as the
'cicle slid down his thigh and I moaned with every inch I took in.
Climbing onto the bed I straddled him. I placed my legs along side of him
with my pussy just over his chest. I faced his dick so that I could suck it
further into my mouth. As my body laid against his I drove the "Rocket' ice
cicle between us. For not lifting his head to my pussy, as he could have
easily done to lick it, I rewarded him by leading the 'cicle into my cunt
again. I felt his hand grip my calves as I sucked his cock harder. Creating
a rhythm with every entry of the 'cicle as I swallowed his cock. I face
fucked him and I watched as his ballsack jiggled and hung low and full. My
tongue flicking against the tip of his dick as guickly as I shoved the
'cicle deep into my cunt. Causing a tingle feeling across my skin, he moved
his hands up my legs. I began to hump my melting desert as my drool ran down
his cock. I could feel the icy colors drop from my fingers and like a shower
over his chest. When he gripped the inside of my thighs, I realized where
his hands were and what he was doing. Dripping the drool down my chin as I
lifted my head from his cock and taking the 'cicle out from it's warm
embrace, I stopped everything I had been doing. I turned myself around,
laying the 'Rocket' on the nightstand and took his hands into mine. Lifting
them over his head to hold him down I panted as I spoke, "It seems to me ...
... that some one is unable to control himself. Now comes the part I was
only hoping for. Whether you like it or not I AM going to make you enjoy
this, without being able to do a thing to me, to the point of making you cum
... hard." I climbed down off the bed to leave him again. Stopping at the
door I turned back, "No matter how long it takes, we have all night." I
dumped what was left of the ice cicle into the sink and returned him with a
roll of Plastic Wrap. Pulling a long amount out and breaking it off, Eric
sat up and protested, "No way. You're not wrapping me up in that." I smiled
at the thought, "Don't worry, I am just going to make sure your hands don't
get you into any more trouble than they have. Lay back and put your hands
back over your head ... Do it." Thumping his head upon the pillow he sighed
as he raised his hands to the headboard. With his compliance I wrapped one
wrist and drew it to the right bed post and then the other. Satisfied I left
to put the Plastic Wrap away. I returned to the doorway to admire my
stretched man spread like an X on my bed. His hands gripped the plastic as
his cock stood profoundly from between his legs. With a sigh I went back
into my kitchen.
It took me a bit to return to my captured man. I brought in a tray of new
choices for our pleasure. I set my selection of fruits next to his feet and
choose to sit next to him. Dipping a hand onto the tray I held a red plump
grape between my index and middle fingers. I flash him a smile and say, "My
you are one gorgeous man. I love your chest. Covered in that soft brown hair
... mmm ... you are a delight. Never thought anything like this would be
what I would have planned to do to you. (I gave another deep evil chuckle as
I rolled the grape from his navel up to his chest.) I honestly couldn't wait
to be alone with you. So, how about we get back to it." I popped the grape
into my mouth, letting the juice splatter out of my mouth as I bite into
it's taunt skin. I took another grape and rolled it around my neck, around
both breasts and past my navel. I lifted a leg over his stomach and glided
the grape over my clit. The large round ball slipped over my wet skin.
Rolling it between my lips and forcing it into me. My eyes closed at the
thrill of having it inside me. I then used my middle finger to shove it in
farther. Reaching for the tray I hold up a trimmed radish and join it with
the grape. It sent a wave of an exotic sensation up my spine. I gasp, "Oh! I
am not going to be able to handle this Eric." With the fruit hidden deep
inside my pussy I take a jumbo sized pitted black olive and shove my index
finger into it. My cunt gripped the grape and radish as I rubbed the olive
against my clit. "Mmmm ... oh" My leg shook against his body. I caught a
glimpse of Eric closing his eyes tight and opening them in amazement.
Pulling closer to him my thigh rubbed against his ribs. He could do nothing
but watch and listen as I took myself before him. "Oh! ... I want you inside
me! ... yes! ... mmm ... ah ... uh ... I'm cumming!" I bucked to the end of
my orgasm.
Soon I took the olive from between my cunt lips and sat up. He smiled as I
blushed. Keeping the olive on my finger, I brought it to his drooling mouth.
He opened his lips to take it in. I could feel his teeth close around it as
I take my finger away. Returning my fingers to my pussy I took out the
radish and grape. Covered in cum I fed them to him. He ate hungrily as he
crunched the radish. As he sucked on the warm grape I reached back to my
selection of treats and took a handful of honeydew pieces I had cut for a
lesser enjoyment the day before. Crawling off the bed I step to the end and
begin to massage the fruit from the tops of his feet and up his legs.
Spreading the juice up his thighs and to his balls. His cock stood at my
hands, stiff and throbbing. I took a few more pieces and squeezed the juice
over his cock and watched as the drops stream down it's shaft. Without need
of my hands I force my lips over his rock hard cock. Sucking off the sweet
nectar, I watched his face. He pulled at the Plastic wrap, slamming his head
against the pillow, keeping his eyes shut and breathing in short fast pants.
Ah, just the way I like him. I kept an eye on him as my mouth slid up its
length. My tongue darted over his tip before I slowly went back down. He
began to move his hips up and down as he tried to fuck my face. Forgetting
the fruit I once had, I grabbed his balls and bit down on his cock. "Ouch
... shit ... oh ... aw" He stretched at his binding. Letting go of his balls
and cock I look up to see his face. His hands were now pulling the broken
plastic from his wrists. I climbed over his body to stop him. Seeing the
look in his eyes I caught my breath.
Just as the thought of jumping from the bed came to my mind he rolled over
on top of me, sending the tray of food onto the floor. He held my hands
tight, with his body pressed against me, "Now about this whole bondage
thing, young lady. Two can play and you're about to feel my fire." He shoved
his cock in with out letting my hands go. Into my drenched cunt he slammed
every inch he had into me. Pounding his meat feverishly. Beating my pussy
with every thrust he drives deep inside me. His huge member made me feel as
if he was to split me in two. He began to voice what I would not let him
before, "You wanted me to cum hard and I am just about to give it to you.
Oh, your pussy is so fucking tight. I can't believe that grape fit in. Ah
... ya"
I lifted my legs to take him in more as I moaned my acceptance, "Mmm ...
please ... oh." He took both my hands into one of his, he covered my mouth
with the palm of his free hand, "Sh sh sh, not a sound remember?" He held me
against the bed and continued to ram his dick harder and faster, "Here I go
... aw ... aw ya ... I'm cumming!" I could only hump and buck as he forced
himself into me. Letting me go he shot his silky white cum into my pussy
like a gun. I pushed against the headboard with my hands to keep from
hitting my head as I too began to cum. He groped my tits as his cum shot
like bullets and with every blow my legs wrapped around his waist as I
squeezed my second orgasm over his cock. Our bodies gave a final shutter as
he lay on top of me.
Laying there resting, kissing and holding each other close, we talked about
how we wanted to have sex with each other much sooner than we had. All the
times we could have, yet never taking advantage of the moments. There was a
small grumble between us as he confessed, "I'm gettin' hungry again. That
fruit, as good as it was, wasn't enough." We sat up as I offered, "Why don't
you go ahead and see if there is enough for you to fix another fajita and I
will clean up the mess in here." With a kiss he left for the kitchen. I
looked down at the tray with a smile. Picking up the tray and tossing the
fruit onto it, I carried the tray into the kitchen to scrape the food into
the garbage.
Walking past him as he gathered the leftovers onto the table, he stopped me
before I placed the rinsed tray into the dish drainer on the counter, "May I
use that tray?" I held in front of myself, as if to cover my nudity, as I
stepped closer to him. He popped a shrimp into my mouth and took the tray. I
watched as he placed the containers on the tray. Turning to me he says,
"It's dark outside. How about we go out onto your porch, sit on the couch &
rest a bit?" I accepted, "I'll get some drinks while you take the food out."
He gave me a pat on my ass before taking the tray with him.
Joining him with two large glasses of cranberry juice I sat next to him. I
handed him his drink & said, "Why don't we take the tray from the floor &
put it on the end table?" He put his drink on the table I mentioned as I
stuffed a little bottle between the couch cushions behind me. He stood up to
face me with a huge smile, "The tray stays and I want you to lay across the
couch so that we can both enjoy my snack." I complied and laid my head at
one end as he spread my legs open. Sliding the tray closer he took a cold
shrimp and ran it over my clit before tossing the meaty seafood into his
mouth. With a few pieces of lettuce he tickled my nipples and laid them upon
my breast to eat them from me. Sprinkling some shredded cheese over my
stomach so he could nibble them away. Piece by piece he touched my body
before eating his fajita. From time to time I would wiggle under the
sensations, moan in the enjoyment and close my eyes as he ate his snack.
One last shrimp left and he held it up, giving it a shake. He knelt onto the
couch between my legs to lick my fajita-spiced pussy. While sucking on my
clit he shoved the last shrimp into my cunt. Holding the tail as he pulled
and pushed the plump meat inside me. Lifting his head he watched as my body
shook in ecstasy. When he looked back down to watch the fucking he made the
shrimp give me, I slipped my hands into the cushion for the hidden bottle.
With his attention far from my hands I sprinkled a few drops of sauce on my
palms. He looked up to see me massaging my tits.
Diving in, he licked his way to the shrimp and began to suck it out from my
pussy. I tried to buck but he held my thighs down firmly. He sat up with a
smile as he chewed his reward. Swallowing, he returned his tongue between my
legs to lick up to my navel. Then licked his way to my tits. "Oh ... that's
hot ... what did you do?!" I laughed at his surprise and then reached for my
cranberry juice. Pouring it into his mouth, I let it spill over and onto my
chest. As I went to put the glass down he reached into it and took an ice
cube out. I shuttered as he glided it across my nipples to wash the hot
sauce off, "That's enough play time for you. I'm going to have to punish you
for that with a good beating." he sat up again and took my feet into his
hands, lifting them into the air. My hands gripped the arm of the couch to
keep myself in place. He carefully directed his cock toward my pussy and
poked it in as he held my legs together. I closed my eyes as he filled my
body. Biting my bottom lip as he slid slowly out and even slower in. Taking
his time with every stroke he panted, "Oh that's so nice Liz." I wanted more
of him and pleaded, "Eric ... please ... faster ... fuck me hard ... make my
tits bounce ... make me scream ... I want to feel you pound it into me." He
continued to take his time with me. I tried to hump him as he entered my
pussy but then I heard him whisper, "Sixteen ... (taking his time) ...
Seventeen ... (slowly) ... Eighteen" I closed my eyes tight at the thought,
"Your driving me insane. How long are you going to count your strokes?" With
out a reply he counted with each entry he made.
I had to thrash my head from side to side to get the numbers out of my mind.
I tried to fondle my boobs, unitizing him to give me more, but he only
counted higher, "Twenty four ...Twenty five" I couldn't reach him, I
couldn't stop him, I couldn't escape his daunting slow fuck. "Forty ...
Forty one" I couldn't take it any longer, "Please! Eric! Fuck me ... OH ...
I can't take this ... I beg of you!" I opened my eyes and seen him smile as
I pleaded. "Forty nine ... Fifty. I'm cumming .... taste it Liz, taste it!"
he pulled his cock out and I sat up, letting my legs fall back onto the
couch. I shoved my mouth over his tip as he stroked his cum down my throat.
Not losing a drop I sucked every morsel he gave me.
Releasing his softening member he took my head into his hands and laid me
back down. He smiled as he spoke, "It's your turn to cum." Standing for a
moment he placed a leg on the couch next to me as he balanced on the floor
with the other leg. He sat on my stomach with his back to me. I wrapped my
hands around his back and his ribs to scratch his skin. Running my nails
down his back, as his fingers give my pussy all the attention. Pinching my
clit with one hand as he finger-fucks me with the other. I screamed for more
as he slapped and rubbed my clit. Spreading my legs as far as I could, he
rammed his fingers faster. Without being able to buck I grabbed handfuls his
skin, "Oh ... Oh ... Oh my god ... that's it ... Ah ... uh, uh, uh ... Oh
... I'm cumming!" I tried to sit up as I reached around his ass. He fucked
me harder as I am forced to lay rigid, moaning and gripping the couch
cushions. Just as I felt the warm gush I grabbed his hips, "YES! YES! Oh
Eric! Oh I'm cumming for you!"
He bent forward to watch as his hand became covered with my cum. Giving me
the room to thrash I kept cuming over his hand. He stopped rubbing and
fucking me to hold my legs down so that he could see better as he watched my
orgasm pour out. While I calmed down he took a handful of my cum and smeared
it onto my breasts, "Now that's the sauce I like." He then proceeded to lick
my tits clean. My breath had returned to normal as he had finished.
We sat next to each other again as we shared his glass of watery cranberry
juice. Looking out of the screened walls we noticed how light it was getting
outside. Eric helped me throw what was left of his snack away as the sun
rose in the early morning. Hand in hand we went back into my bedroom. We
laid arm in arm, kissed each other good night and drifted quickly into
sleep.

~THE END

Constructive e-mailed comments would be welcome:
vlrc66@hotmail.com


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