I was hot with sexual desire. It felt so good, sucking his hard nipples, biting them, tasting the sweet spiciness of apple pie on my tongue. He reached for more gravy, spreading it between my thighs, massaging my balls, running his slick hand up and down my stiff dick. He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his pants as I stared at his hot black body. His cock was huge and, even though I had no experience, I reached to grab his cock as he moved his hands up and down the crack of my ass.
He reached into the cranberry sauce, bending me over the side of the table pushing dishes and food out of the way. He rubbed the cranberry sauce in the crack of my ass and into my tight asshole with his finger, pushing in and wiggling his finger in my asshole. My senses exploded when I felt his tongue licking up the sauce, pulling the cheeks of my ass apart as his tongue plunged n to my tight asshole. I pushed back against him hard. feeling his tongue stabbing rhythmically into my ass. When I felt his hard-throbbing cock pushing in to my ass my knees went weak. The pleasure was overwhelming as I welcomed his hard thrusts tinged with the pain of having anal sex for the first time. He pounded my ass, shoving harder until he moaned, and I felt his hot cum shooting in to my ass.
I turned grabbing him and shoving him on his back on the table. I sucked the cum from his cock and his balls wanting to lick his ass as he had mine. I put his legs on my shoulders as I started to lick his asshole, amazed by how much it made my desire spiral out of control. I could wait no longer as I grabbed my dick and shoved it into his asshole. Kissing him, stabbing my tongue into his mouth I fucked him hard, no longer able to control my raging desire. I felt his cum dripping from my ass as I fucked him harder until I felt the cum explode from my stiff throbbing dick into his ass. Creamy and hot, dripping from his ass as he kept kissing me.
We knew it was getting late and we had to get out of there before my parents returned. I grabbed the clothes and shoes from the floor and we ran upstairs to the shower to wash of the remains of what had started as a fun food fight and had ended in an incredible sexual adventure. In the shower we soaped and rubbed each other as the fires of passion were ignited again. We started kissing, holding each other tight until I thought of the mess we had left in the kitchen. When I told Dwayne we still had a mess to clean up, we dried off quickly, dressed and headed to the kitchen. As we cleaned I was glad I had asked him to spend the Thanksgiving weekend at my house, eager to get my lips and hands on him again later that night.