A Three Course Meal

I shift in my chair and look over at the kitchen timer. It reads 14:09 for the longest time before decrementing further. It's been almost exactly two minutes since we put our dinner in the oven.

"Jeeeez," I groan aloud. "I'm so damn hungry."

"Then just get a snack hun." You reply easily, looking over from where you're leaned against the counter in a baggy t-shirt.

"No I don't want to ruin my appetite, our dinner sounds so good." I say taking my phone out of my pocket. "I just need something to take my mind off my stomach." You shake your head in exasperation and look back down at your phone briefly before glancing back up at me with an odd look in your eye. Oblivious, I open up Twitter as you set your phone down and saunter over to me.

"Ahem." You say loudly as you draw near. "Maybe I can interest you in a different kind of appetizer?"

I stare at you blankly, not quite processing what you're saying. "Uhhh, what?"

Huffing with exasperation, you smoothly raise your foot to the armrest of my chair and lift your shirt slightly to show off your deep green silk panties. "Something like me?" You ask again like you're talking to a child.

Delight and disbelief war across my face as I reply with a strangled, "My pleasure", and scoot to the edge of my chair. My hands slide around your hips and grab your ass to hold you to my face while I look up into your eyes. You let your shirt fall around my head, narrowing my vision to the dusky outline of your milky white thighs offset by the dark fabric hiding my snack. You bunch the fabric of your shirt around the back of my head as I start to playfully plant kisses across your silken skin and cloche. I let my tongue run under the edges of your panties before dragging them off to the side to reveal your tasty cunt.

I take a small taste of you and run my tongue along your lips. I slowly open up your soft folds and work my way down your slit before pushing my tongue inside you. I slowly pulsate my tongue to massage my way as deeply as I can. Your muffled sighs of pleasure reach me through your shirt and the scent of fresh sex hit my nostrils moments before it reaches my tongue. Lapping greedily, I take all of your juice into my mouth, savoring the taste of you as it runs down my throat. The edge taken off my hunger, I start to eat your pussy with long playful bites. My tongue swirls around your clitoris momentarily before lazily making its way back to your honey hole and spreading that succulent juice all the way up your slit. Pretty soon my face is able to glide easily across your wet cunt bringing moans of pleasure from you as your whole pussy is continually stimulated.

After a few minutes I notice your legs wobbling in protest so I move to focus my attention on your clit, which you don't have to work so hard to give me access to. At the same time I slide a hand up along the soft skin of your midriff to fondle the heavy melons hidden beneath your shirt at the same time. You lean into that hand letting me take some of your weight while my other hand is still wrapped under your ass. This adjustment takes some pressure off of your back and I can feel you relax, your moans starting to come louder. I love the noises you make as my tongue flicks rapidly over your sensitive bean causing you to rub your needful body on my face. The soft feel of your bust squeezes between my fingers and the sharp rapport of my hand stinging your ass rings out as I sense you nearing the edge.

"Oh! Oh fuck baby yes!" You let out in elation. "You wanna punish me for riding your face so hard hm? I know you like it..."

I deliver another firm slap to the same red cheek. "Oh! Oh I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna come all over your face baby mmMmmm." I feel one of your hands fly up to squeeze your other swinging breast and your fingers clench in my hair as your body starts quivering. Eager for another snack I dart down to suck you dry until you come down from your high. Swallowing, I slither my tongue slowly back up your slit, eliciting a long groan from you, before coming up to suck your hard rosy nipple into my mouth.

"What no drink with my meal?" I say in fake shock after a moment. Laughing in exasperation you push me out of your shirt and step back to slide your panties back over your perfectly clean vulva.

"Careful what you wish for." You say with a shimmy of your hips as you walk away. Shaking my head, still in disbelief, I glance over to the timer once again. It reads just 44 seconds...

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"Do you want dessert love?" I ask later that night as we finish cleaning our dishes.

"Hmmm no I'm kind of full, we ate a lot, dinner was delicious."

"What if you could have something sweet that wouldn't fill your stomach?" I say innocently, while casually brandishing some whip cream.

Drying your hands you glance up sharply to see the playful glint in my eyes. You smile, catching on quickly. "In that case... Did you have something in mind that would just fill my mouth?"

Drawing you closer I whisper, "Mm I think I do," before meeting you in a long sensuous kiss. With each press of our lips I can't help but imagine you massaging my length with them. When you capture my tongue and suck on it softly I barely fight back, envisioning it was my cock sliding into your throat instead.

Reaching down, I break our kiss and slide your shirt off to cup your perfect cherries. You laugh at my blatant obsession and shake them lightly for me, making them swing sexily. Your nipples brush against my hands and rapidly harden as I run my fingers over your body. You moan as my hand finds its away around your throat and pulls you back into a fiery kiss. I respond in kind as our lips meet, the taste of you heady in my mouth. My grip around your throat tightens, taking more of your weight when you try to go to your knees. You moan loudly as I kiss and choke you all the way to the floor before straightening back up and running a hand through your hair. Panting heavily, you kiss and fondle my cock through my pants in an attempt to catch your breath.

Grasping my waistband you remove my pants rapidly to spring my hard cock up in front of your face. You smile with a murmur of appreciation and bounce my head off your juicy lips before slowly taking my thick cock fully into your mouth. You suck on it like a popsicle before breaking away with a wet pop.

"Did you have something sweeter for me to suck on?" You ask with a coy tilt of your head, rubbing my erection along your cheek. A bit distracted by the show you were putting on, I had managed to forget what I was holding in my left hand.

"Uh, yes, yes I do," I say with a grin. I give you a smooch and kick off my pants on the way to our couch. You slap my ass as you follow hot on my heels and push me off balance as I go to sit down.

"Hey! D'you want this dessert or not!?" I exclaim.

In response you start clambering over me to get to the whip cream. I play along keeping the can away from you while shifting my hips to throw you off balance and set your boobs swinging. You catch on to my tactics and counter by dropping a heavy melon on my face, which I happily suck into my mouth. Fully distracted now, you easily pry the whipped cream away from me and sit back on my lap. I growl at you when you try to reclaim your boob and grab the other one possessively.

You laugh, "Now who doesn't want his treat huh babe?" I only grunt in response and swish my tongue over your rigid nipple. Shaking your head in exasperation, you spray whipped cream between your tits and up to your neck. "Maybe I can interest you in something sweeter?" You ask innocently.

"Mmmm, yes please." I say and lick my way between your cleavage. Grinning mischievously, you quickly give my face a hug and do your best to suffocate me, rubbing the whip cream all over my face. "Hey!" I sputter while coming up for air, faking outrage but secretly dying of bliss. "I was gonna eat that!"

"Well there's still some left." You say while not so subtly showing your neck. Rolling my eyes I start to nibble on your prominent collarbone and make my way slowly up your neck; sucking and biting until all of the cream is gone and you're left with a collection of bruises instead. When I reach your jawline you turn and kiss me passionately, moaning with need into my mouth and pushing me back against the couch. Your sweet lips start to wander across my face, licking clean the aftermath of your messy steamboat. When you lean back upright I sit and stare enraptured by your curvy silhouette. Running my hands along your figure, I reach up to swipe a chunk of cream off of your upper lip and it's your turn to stare as I slowly suck it off my own finger. Soon you're pulling my shirt up over my head to run your hands over my ridged chest.

"I think there's another firm area of my body that wants some attention." I say as your hands trail lower.

"Mmmm yes, I think it's time for my dessert." You affirm with an exploratory stroke up the firmness of my shaft before getting off the couch "But I don't think dessert is served yet is it."

"No not quite," I agree while taking back our sugary topping from you. Moving to the edge of the couch I start slowly stroking my cock, not only to test your patience, but also to make sure I'm dry enough to stick the whipped cream to. Have to make sure this creamsicle stays intact. My fingers gently grasp my shaft and roll my cut foreskin up around my head like a turtleneck. The tug pulls my balls up and swings them lightly in front of your face. My fingers glide down my shaft to reveal the angular protruding lines of my snake's head, and drop my balls back between my legs. You squeeze both of your big tits between your fingers and lick your lips in anticipation.

Watching you bounce your boobs around and rub your small sensitive nipples as I jerk my cock inches from your face has me groaning in pleasure. The slow purposeful movements and seeing you so enthralled by my thick lance makes me feel incredibly sexy. My body throbbing with need, a globe of cum oozes from my tip, precariously wobbling back and forth as I continue rubbing my cock in front of your lustful eyes. When it reaches the size of a pea I reach over with my other hand and swipe it off with a finger. I trace your lips with that finger and you suck it into your mouth, moaning with appreciation.

You want to taste more, but I stop you with a teasing finger on your lips. "Uh uh, your dessert isn't served yet." You groan in frustration and roll your nipples with increased pressure but continue to watch my throbbing cock. Picking up the canister, I start at my balls and quickly spray a thin coating over them and all the way around my shaft. When I reach the tip, I artfully replace my own cream and lean back to admire my handiwork; making sure to stick my tongue back in my mouth before you notice. "What do you think, does that look edible to you?"

"Fuck yes baby, I want to eat your thick creamy cock so bad. I need to feel you stuffing me full until I can't eat anymore." You moan as you draw closer to my delicious sex.

I put a hand in your long dark curls pulling you in the last few inches. "I know you do, you're such a good little slut for my cream aren't you." You moan in agreement as you begin to lick the cream from my head with long dextrous strokes. You bring your hands up to the couch on either side of me and take my tip into your mouth. Your moans start to vibrate my cock and I groan in pleasure as I watch your slurp your way down my shaft, chasing the sweet cream.

"Oh fuck you are so damn sexy. I love watching you eat me," I moan. But as hot as it is, our constant teasing today has me beyond self control. Taking your head in both my hands I start slowly fucking your face; fully controlling you as I move you up and down my shaft, hitting the back of your throat each time. You match my groans and stick your tongue out of your mouth to give me full access to your throat. I bring your lips down to kiss my balls, burying my cock in your throat and holding you there while you try to swallow. The contractions of your throat are pure ecstasy and I almost regretfully start rapidly fucking your throat. That regret is banished instantly as my cock slides along your supple tongue and squeezes down your small throat. The remaining whipped cream flying onto your face in a sexy imitation of a cumshot.

"I'm gonna cum babe," I pant heavily. "But you've had enough cream for one day." Understanding my meaning, you pull off me and push your boobs together to give me an ample target. Sitting up I desperately bring myself to release and spray ropes of my cream over your gorgeous chest.

"Oh yes cover me in your cream sexy." You moan sultrily. "I want it all." I groan in response and your words bring forth a few more spurts which you greedily rub into the creamy skin of your magnificent globes. Shaking in post release, I grab you by the throat and pull you back up onto the couch to lick the cream from your face. When I finish, we kiss long and passionately. Your breasts stick to my chest, but it only reminds me of how much of a sexy goddess you are.

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Hey lovely readers, I hope you enjoyed this one! Please leave feedback and rate! It really helps me improve as I get to know the audience here. Also please pardon all of my food euphemisms, they were way too fun to integrate. 😋