Whipped creme with a cherry on top
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speaking of whipped cream
Sweet Snow
copyright Blue Dolphin
Sweet snow now cover mountain tops
In guise of fresh whipped cream
As mouth-born hurricane arrive,
To lick her platter clean
Tongue do swirl around her peaks
The summit to devour
I lick and flick, now gently bite
Sweet nipple now in flower
In teeth yet soft, pulling hard
My darling to delight
Adore these breasts in wonderment
Bathed in my lovers light
Follow trace of snowflake line
Cross newly shaven mound
Hot breath upon her surface
How gentle passion sound
Heading for that chasm deep
And snow tipped rosy bud
As cream anoint her clitoris
Now filled with pulsing blood
Snow melt on down to valley deep
Pink lips so white to see
Tongue ski oer this moistened slope
To cries of ecstasy
In chasm heat does cream align
With honey pure and sweet
As finger stirs the mixture
So deep inside they meet
Ripples start theuir hectic roll
Across the valley floor
Foretell orgasmic earthquake
As passion starts to roar
The rising tide begin a flow
As river in full bore,
My precious darling angel
How could I love you more
Her head falls back, eyes do glaze
Spasmodic jerks abound.
Grasping at her nipples proud
To awesome eerie sound
Bucking hips they pound my face
As muscle twitch and writhe
Her pussy once so dormant
Now vibrant and alive
And yet, within this ecstasy
There lies an inner peace
As snow, there gently settle
Within her lips so sweet
Sweet Snow
copyright Blue Dolphin
Sweet snow now cover mountain tops
In guise of fresh whipped cream
As mouth-born hurricane arrive,
To lick her platter clean
Tongue do swirl around her peaks
The summit to devour
I lick and flick, now gently bite
Sweet nipple now in flower
In teeth yet soft, pulling hard
My darling to delight
Adore these breasts in wonderment
Bathed in my lovers light
Follow trace of snowflake line
Cross newly shaven mound
Hot breath upon her surface
How gentle passion sound
Heading for that chasm deep
And snow tipped rosy bud
As cream anoint her clitoris
Now filled with pulsing blood
Snow melt on down to valley deep
Pink lips so white to see
Tongue ski oer this moistened slope
To cries of ecstasy
In chasm heat does cream align
With honey pure and sweet
As finger stirs the mixture
So deep inside they meet
Ripples start theuir hectic roll
Across the valley floor
Foretell orgasmic earthquake
As passion starts to roar
The rising tide begin a flow
As river in full bore,
My precious darling angel
How could I love you more
Her head falls back, eyes do glaze
Spasmodic jerks abound.
Grasping at her nipples proud
To awesome eerie sound
Bucking hips they pound my face
As muscle twitch and writhe
Her pussy once so dormant
Now vibrant and alive
And yet, within this ecstasy
There lies an inner peace
As snow, there gently settle
Within her lips so sweet
Chrysse
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Chocolate frolics...
A recent play story...
My hubby and I planned an anniversary getaway to a local hotel... which had a special romantic evening
When we returned from dinner we found a bubble bath drawn, with rose petals strewn on the water
A little tray over the bath with a candle, strawberries, whipped cream, and warm dipping chocolate
Well, as you can imagine we couldn't just play in the tub
Soon the chocolate, whipped cream and strawberries were all over us, and our love affair with oral sex was rekindled 
Definitely a special anniversary...
hehehe ... and then there was the chocolate popsicle incident between me and my girlfriend in high school.... which the guys are still trying to figure out based on the evidence strewn all over the kitchen floor the next day
A recent play story...
My hubby and I planned an anniversary getaway to a local hotel... which had a special romantic evening
When we returned from dinner we found a bubble bath drawn, with rose petals strewn on the water
A little tray over the bath with a candle, strawberries, whipped cream, and warm dipping chocolate
Well, as you can imagine we couldn't just play in the tub
Soon the chocolate, whipped cream and strawberries were all over us, and our love affair with oral sex was rekindled Definitely a special anniversary...
hehehe ... and then there was the chocolate popsicle incident between me and my girlfriend in high school.... which the guys are still trying to figure out based on the evidence strewn all over the kitchen floor the next day
ffreak
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Re: Chocolate frolics...
Originally posted by Chrysse
A little tray over the bath with a candle, strawberries, whipped cream, and warm dipping chocolate
Definitely a special anniversary...
A very nice way to say happy anniversary - I hope you get to repeat that scene often.
Originally posted by Chrysse
hehehe ... and then there was the chocolate popsicle incident between me and my girlfriend in high school....
what a way to cool off on a hot summer night...
-FF (then again, it's a good way to heat things up, too)
Originally posted by Chrysse
A little tray over the bath with a candle, strawberries, whipped cream, and warm dipping chocolate
Definitely a special anniversary...
A very nice way to say happy anniversary - I hope you get to repeat that scene often.
Originally posted by Chrysse
hehehe ... and then there was the chocolate popsicle incident between me and my girlfriend in high school....
what a way to cool off on a hot summer night...
-FF (then again, it's a good way to heat things up, too)
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Peaches and Crème Ch 7
Stefan watched the expression change on Peaches’ face as he poured the entire bowl of homemade whipped cream over her breasts and it slowly flowed down over her stomach to where Crème was busy savoring her juices mixed with sweet peach nectar.
As soon as the white cream spread around her mouth, a muffled sound came from Crème, but instead of slowing her rhythm, the added flavor only seemed to excite her to a more ferocious attack on Peaches’ soppy wet pussy.
Peaches, in the meantime, was lying down in the tub and buried her hands in the cream covering her breasts, squeezing and massaging the white stuff into her skin.
“Oh, god, yes baby,” she hissed, stretching her legs out over Crème’s shoulders.
Stefan could not resist and moved behind Crème. But she was not his target; instead he took a handful of the whipped cream from where it lay on Peaches’ stomach and spread it over the toes of her right foot. Then, one at a time, he licked and sucked the cream off each toe, from the largest to the smallest. Each time the toe seemed to try to reach farther into his mouth and was accompanied by a groan from Peaches, who seemed to be too far gone to make words anymore.
Stefan had plenty of the topping, so he took two handfuls of cream from the next bowl and reached underneath Crème and spread it all over her breasts. That action must have jolted through Crème’s mouth into Peaches’ pussy, because Peaches yelled and stiffened and then Crème sat back on her haunches and pulled Stefan’s head to her face.
She could feel the wet trail made by the head of his oozing cock, but the sensation of his hands working the whipped cream into her breasts had most of her attention, that and the feel of his tongue eagerly tasting the mix of peach, cream and pussy juice on her lips.
Suddenly, Crème lifted her body, breaking the kiss, and Stefan felt fingertips brush against his balls. Looking around Crème, he could see what caused the reaction. Peaches was sitting in front of her with a bowl of the whipped cream and was rubbing it into Crème’s pussy. Crème was growling and hissing as Peaches’ hand moved back and forth over her sensitive lips.
“Here,” Stefan said, “I want to cover and taste both of you.”
Peaches helped him ease Crème back down in the tub, and then she followed Stefan’s directions and lay down next to her. He leaned across to get another bowl of the cream, his cock dangling close to the women’s mouths. Each gave him a quick kiss as he went by, making him groan.
He started at their breasts, evenly spreading the cream over them until the bowl was empty. Then he used the remaining cream from the bowl Peaches had used to completely cover their pussies. The other three bowls he simply mounded over their stomachs, letting the excess flow against their breasts and between their legs. With a final flourish he grabbed some of the peach pieces and sprinkled them over the whipped cream.
“Now,” he said, “that’s the most beautiful dessert I’ve ever prepared.”
Stefan slid a finger into each woman, dragging it back out and up, catching a piece of peach in each hand.
“Would you like a taste?” he asked.
to be continued... after all, desserts are made to eat
Stefan watched the expression change on Peaches’ face as he poured the entire bowl of homemade whipped cream over her breasts and it slowly flowed down over her stomach to where Crème was busy savoring her juices mixed with sweet peach nectar.
As soon as the white cream spread around her mouth, a muffled sound came from Crème, but instead of slowing her rhythm, the added flavor only seemed to excite her to a more ferocious attack on Peaches’ soppy wet pussy.
Peaches, in the meantime, was lying down in the tub and buried her hands in the cream covering her breasts, squeezing and massaging the white stuff into her skin.
“Oh, god, yes baby,” she hissed, stretching her legs out over Crème’s shoulders.
Stefan could not resist and moved behind Crème. But she was not his target; instead he took a handful of the whipped cream from where it lay on Peaches’ stomach and spread it over the toes of her right foot. Then, one at a time, he licked and sucked the cream off each toe, from the largest to the smallest. Each time the toe seemed to try to reach farther into his mouth and was accompanied by a groan from Peaches, who seemed to be too far gone to make words anymore.
Stefan had plenty of the topping, so he took two handfuls of cream from the next bowl and reached underneath Crème and spread it all over her breasts. That action must have jolted through Crème’s mouth into Peaches’ pussy, because Peaches yelled and stiffened and then Crème sat back on her haunches and pulled Stefan’s head to her face.
She could feel the wet trail made by the head of his oozing cock, but the sensation of his hands working the whipped cream into her breasts had most of her attention, that and the feel of his tongue eagerly tasting the mix of peach, cream and pussy juice on her lips.
Suddenly, Crème lifted her body, breaking the kiss, and Stefan felt fingertips brush against his balls. Looking around Crème, he could see what caused the reaction. Peaches was sitting in front of her with a bowl of the whipped cream and was rubbing it into Crème’s pussy. Crème was growling and hissing as Peaches’ hand moved back and forth over her sensitive lips.
“Here,” Stefan said, “I want to cover and taste both of you.”
Peaches helped him ease Crème back down in the tub, and then she followed Stefan’s directions and lay down next to her. He leaned across to get another bowl of the cream, his cock dangling close to the women’s mouths. Each gave him a quick kiss as he went by, making him groan.
He started at their breasts, evenly spreading the cream over them until the bowl was empty. Then he used the remaining cream from the bowl Peaches had used to completely cover their pussies. The other three bowls he simply mounded over their stomachs, letting the excess flow against their breasts and between their legs. With a final flourish he grabbed some of the peach pieces and sprinkled them over the whipped cream.
“Now,” he said, “that’s the most beautiful dessert I’ve ever prepared.”
Stefan slid a finger into each woman, dragging it back out and up, catching a piece of peach in each hand.
“Would you like a taste?” he asked.
to be continued... after all, desserts are made to eat
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delicious...simply delicious
MORE!
MORE!
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Peaches and Crème Ch 8
Stefan reached up with both hands to each of the ladies mouths and tilted the contents for them to taste. Whipped cream with bits of peach and the tang of their own natural juices on his finger; both women sucked on the finger, each holding a hand captive for a moment.
“Now, it’s my turn,” he said.
He almost slipped, dragging his elbows through the edge of the whipped cream stacked on their bodies and his face dipping into the little valley between them. But he caught himself and managed to not poke either woman.
Moving to Peaches’ legs, he stuck his tongue out and followed the same trail he’d made with his finger. She tasted even better than he expected. The peach juice had soaked all of her skin in the area the slight vanilla taste of the cream only enhanced her natural musk. He lifted his face; cream covered, and savored the taste and fragrance of the woman before plowing back into her fount, wiping cream over her lips while cleaning her with his tongue.
Peaches felt the edge of his lip, rough with stubble from the day, wet tongue, more pointed than Crème’s yet not as stiff. She was enjoying the sensations, especially when he inserted his finger again. Crème was working on her left nipple and she was playing with her right. When Crème offered her a finger covered in more whipped cream, she licked the white stuff and sucked on the stiff little digit.
Wanting to be fair, and really wanting to taste the difference if there was any, Stefan switched to Crème, climbing over the legs more fluidly than either woman would have bet on. In between, they both got a good look at his coated face; cream dripping from his nose and chin, and started laughing.
“Hey,” he said, “I thought masks were supposed to be scary.”
“Honey, if that’s as scary as you got, bring it on,” Crème said.
“Always willing to oblige,” he said, and dipped his face between her legs.
He followed the same path up Crème’s slit as he had the other woman. His tongue carving a trench through the nectar and cream. She tasted different and her fragrance had a headier aroma, one he decided he liked and he took another taste before pushing some of the cream into her with his finger. She gripped him with her pussy and he was sure he felt more of her own juices bath him and tried to replace as much of his finger with his tongue as he could.
Crème’s reaction was stronger than Peaches had been and she reached down, pushing cream into his hair while trying to get a hold to pull him up.
Stefan felt one hand go away and looked up, his face covered with more cream. Peaches had rolled against her friend and was kissing her, cream from her hand spreading on the side of Crème’s face. He could see their tongues touching as they tried to taste as much as kiss.
“I can’t hold out any longer ladies,” he said, "I just have to have you."
“Come on then,” Crème said, “let me feel you fill me up while we slip-slide against each other.”
Stefan reached up and took her hand and began to inch his way up her body.
to be continued...
Stefan reached up with both hands to each of the ladies mouths and tilted the contents for them to taste. Whipped cream with bits of peach and the tang of their own natural juices on his finger; both women sucked on the finger, each holding a hand captive for a moment.
“Now, it’s my turn,” he said.
He almost slipped, dragging his elbows through the edge of the whipped cream stacked on their bodies and his face dipping into the little valley between them. But he caught himself and managed to not poke either woman.
Moving to Peaches’ legs, he stuck his tongue out and followed the same trail he’d made with his finger. She tasted even better than he expected. The peach juice had soaked all of her skin in the area the slight vanilla taste of the cream only enhanced her natural musk. He lifted his face; cream covered, and savored the taste and fragrance of the woman before plowing back into her fount, wiping cream over her lips while cleaning her with his tongue.
Peaches felt the edge of his lip, rough with stubble from the day, wet tongue, more pointed than Crème’s yet not as stiff. She was enjoying the sensations, especially when he inserted his finger again. Crème was working on her left nipple and she was playing with her right. When Crème offered her a finger covered in more whipped cream, she licked the white stuff and sucked on the stiff little digit.
Wanting to be fair, and really wanting to taste the difference if there was any, Stefan switched to Crème, climbing over the legs more fluidly than either woman would have bet on. In between, they both got a good look at his coated face; cream dripping from his nose and chin, and started laughing.
“Hey,” he said, “I thought masks were supposed to be scary.”
“Honey, if that’s as scary as you got, bring it on,” Crème said.
“Always willing to oblige,” he said, and dipped his face between her legs.
He followed the same path up Crème’s slit as he had the other woman. His tongue carving a trench through the nectar and cream. She tasted different and her fragrance had a headier aroma, one he decided he liked and he took another taste before pushing some of the cream into her with his finger. She gripped him with her pussy and he was sure he felt more of her own juices bath him and tried to replace as much of his finger with his tongue as he could.
Crème’s reaction was stronger than Peaches had been and she reached down, pushing cream into his hair while trying to get a hold to pull him up.
Stefan felt one hand go away and looked up, his face covered with more cream. Peaches had rolled against her friend and was kissing her, cream from her hand spreading on the side of Crème’s face. He could see their tongues touching as they tried to taste as much as kiss.
“I can’t hold out any longer ladies,” he said, "I just have to have you."
“Come on then,” Crème said, “let me feel you fill me up while we slip-slide against each other.”
Stefan reached up and took her hand and began to inch his way up her body.
to be continued...
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oh gods! I am going to absolutely burst! fuck me now hurry!
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hot damn! I'd suck those nipples of yours Chrys!
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I love having inspiration while I write:
Peaches and Crème Ch 9
Stefan raised his body and watched the two women, covered in whipped cream, bits of ripe peach sprinkled over them, pressing their bodies together, kissing and licking where traces of white were left in trails by their hands. He was as hard as he’d ever been in his life and he wanted to feel his cock sliding into Crème’s pussy, slick with her juices, peach juice and whipped cream.
With nowhere else to put his left hand, he grabbed Peaches by the butt and tried to lever himself forward. But both the women and the bottom of the tub were slick by now and all he accomplished was to slide part-way up their bodies.
He slipped a second time, his face coming down in the cream just below their breasts and then rising to open his mouth for air, face completely covered. The women burst out laughing. Stefan had to laugh himself at the improbable look he must have and the delight in the women’s faces. He felt a hand wipe cream from his eyes and he watched as the women fed a handful to each other.
“I’ve heard of getting carpet burn before,” Peaches said with a smile, “but this is the first time I’ve ever seen whipped cream skid marks.”
“But they look good on him,” Crème said, “don’t they?” She put her hand behind Stefan’s head, giving him something much better to use to slide up their bodies.
Based on where his hands had landed on Peaches, Stefan pulled himself just a little farther and dove for what he hoped would be two nipples touching each other. He was rewarded with his expectations.
The two women were indeed, nipple to nipple, and Stefan ran his tongue over the two points at once. It took a few more tries, but with the cooperation of the women who turned slightly to him, he managed to get his lips around both at the same time.
“Oh, honey,” Crème said.
Peaches moaned a confirmation.
Stefan could feel their hands roaming over his back and in his hair, slicked now by the cream. Then hands grabbed him under his arms and the other two breasts pressed against his cheeks as the women struggled to get him up to their mouths.
His eyes were covered again but he sought a mouth with his, unable to tell for a moment which mouth he was kissing, he finally realized that both women were kissing him at the same time. He felt weightless, floating in the dessert with the women, sliding against their bodies, his hands slipping over their coated skin.
A hand reached down his body and wrapped around his cock. He felt it move him into position and then pull. He somehow slid with the hand and felt himself sink into a very slick pussy, the warmth engulfing him and the combined ingredients of the dessert and natural juices making his entry smooth as silk.
Stefan wiped the topping from his own eyes and then chuckled at the sight before him. Both women also wore a mask of white cream.
Peaches laughed with him. “I love your dessert,” she said.
Crème grinned and said, “me too,” and surprised Stefan by squeezing him with her inner muscles, making him feel for a moment like he might squirt out of her. But she held on tightly and he felt his balls come up against her through the whipped cream as he slid back in her.
“You’re going to have to be patient, girlfriend,” Crème said, “this may take awhile.”
of course it's to be continued...
Peaches and Crème Ch 9
Stefan raised his body and watched the two women, covered in whipped cream, bits of ripe peach sprinkled over them, pressing their bodies together, kissing and licking where traces of white were left in trails by their hands. He was as hard as he’d ever been in his life and he wanted to feel his cock sliding into Crème’s pussy, slick with her juices, peach juice and whipped cream.
With nowhere else to put his left hand, he grabbed Peaches by the butt and tried to lever himself forward. But both the women and the bottom of the tub were slick by now and all he accomplished was to slide part-way up their bodies.
He slipped a second time, his face coming down in the cream just below their breasts and then rising to open his mouth for air, face completely covered. The women burst out laughing. Stefan had to laugh himself at the improbable look he must have and the delight in the women’s faces. He felt a hand wipe cream from his eyes and he watched as the women fed a handful to each other.
“I’ve heard of getting carpet burn before,” Peaches said with a smile, “but this is the first time I’ve ever seen whipped cream skid marks.”
“But they look good on him,” Crème said, “don’t they?” She put her hand behind Stefan’s head, giving him something much better to use to slide up their bodies.
Based on where his hands had landed on Peaches, Stefan pulled himself just a little farther and dove for what he hoped would be two nipples touching each other. He was rewarded with his expectations.
The two women were indeed, nipple to nipple, and Stefan ran his tongue over the two points at once. It took a few more tries, but with the cooperation of the women who turned slightly to him, he managed to get his lips around both at the same time.
“Oh, honey,” Crème said.
Peaches moaned a confirmation.
Stefan could feel their hands roaming over his back and in his hair, slicked now by the cream. Then hands grabbed him under his arms and the other two breasts pressed against his cheeks as the women struggled to get him up to their mouths.
His eyes were covered again but he sought a mouth with his, unable to tell for a moment which mouth he was kissing, he finally realized that both women were kissing him at the same time. He felt weightless, floating in the dessert with the women, sliding against their bodies, his hands slipping over their coated skin.
A hand reached down his body and wrapped around his cock. He felt it move him into position and then pull. He somehow slid with the hand and felt himself sink into a very slick pussy, the warmth engulfing him and the combined ingredients of the dessert and natural juices making his entry smooth as silk.
Stefan wiped the topping from his own eyes and then chuckled at the sight before him. Both women also wore a mask of white cream.
Peaches laughed with him. “I love your dessert,” she said.
Crème grinned and said, “me too,” and surprised Stefan by squeezing him with her inner muscles, making him feel for a moment like he might squirt out of her. But she held on tightly and he felt his balls come up against her through the whipped cream as he slid back in her.
“You’re going to have to be patient, girlfriend,” Crème said, “this may take awhile.”
of course it's to be continued...
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*sits rubbing herself.....* oh goooooooooodddddddddd....
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ffreak said:
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...yes!
*spreads her legs wide....dips fingers into her very wet pussy and offers him a taste*
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Bravo! Bravo! I can't wait for the finish.
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mmmm....
~sneaks her tongue in for a lick while ffreak is licking Dragon's fingers~
purrrrr.... sitting here in a hotel room all alone, eating chocolate eruption cake (if you can believe that name) with whipped cream and berries... dreaming... of the three of us in that tub
dragonhearted said:mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...yes!
*spreads her legs wide....dips fingers into her very wet pussy and offers him a taste*
~sneaks her tongue in for a lick while ffreak is licking Dragon's fingers~
purrrrr.... sitting here in a hotel room all alone, eating chocolate eruption cake (if you can believe that name) with whipped cream and berries... dreaming... of the three of us in that tub
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Are you sure I didn't create you in my story about The Chocoholic? You know it takes more time to type when one hand is busy otherwize.
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Peaches and Crème Ch 10
Peaches took a handful of whipped cream and began to spread it over Stefan’s butt while he slowly slid in and out of Crème’s pussy. She added more and covered his balls, fondling them and watching what she could see of their faces as they kissed and murmured.
Stefan was quietly telling Crème how good she tasted and felt.
“You’re not so bad yourself, hon,” she said and gave his cock another squeeze with her pussy.
He grunted and then banged against her again.
Carefully, Peaches slid her hand along the edge of Crème’s lips, finding the hard little nub and giving it a little squeeze with her fingers.
Crème gasped, “Yes” and tried to arch her body, but the tub was too slippery to get any purchase.
Peaches slid around so she could try to watch what she was doing. Crème took the opportunity to run her hand over her friend’s cream covered pussy, fingers slipping between slick lips, feeling for the entrance to the wettest place of a woman’s body.
“Umm, yes, that’ll work,” Peaches said and pushed back against the finger tips that were teasing her.
Stefan continued to slowly pump in and out of Crème’s body, simply luxuriating in the feel of her slickness and running his hands over her curves and through her hair, kissing her on the lips, on her neck, wherever he could place his mouth and taste her.
With two of Crème’s fingers inside her and a thumb rubbing her clit, Peaches was having trouble concentrating on what she wanted to try. But gradually, she got her fingers on each side of Stefan’s cock and began to squeeze into Crème’s slick tunnel beside him.
“Oh, God, girl,” Crème yelled, “yeah, stretch me, baby doll.”
Stefan could not believe the sensations on his cock. Not only could he still feel the warm wetness of Crème’s grasping pussy, but now he could feel Peaches moving her fingers up and down his shaft at the same time.
He managed to push against Crème’s shoulder and pull farther out, shuddering with the electricity that coursed through him as he felt fingers touch him. He felt the hand shift and as he plunged back into the panting woman, he thought he would explode at any moment and die, happily buried in her pussy. The hand pulled back under his cock, across his balls and up his ass, making him collapse against Crème, but he did not cum and he did not know why.
“Oh, man,” he said, “we’ve already died and this is heaven, isn’t it?”
“Uh huh,” Peaches grunted, wriggling against the hand that was making her wetter.
“Oh you ain’t there yet, honey,” Crème said, “I’m gonna let you take care of Peaches and then I’m going to get my dessert right from the source.”
to be continued... after all, Peaches is waiting
Peaches took a handful of whipped cream and began to spread it over Stefan’s butt while he slowly slid in and out of Crème’s pussy. She added more and covered his balls, fondling them and watching what she could see of their faces as they kissed and murmured.
Stefan was quietly telling Crème how good she tasted and felt.
“You’re not so bad yourself, hon,” she said and gave his cock another squeeze with her pussy.
He grunted and then banged against her again.
Carefully, Peaches slid her hand along the edge of Crème’s lips, finding the hard little nub and giving it a little squeeze with her fingers.
Crème gasped, “Yes” and tried to arch her body, but the tub was too slippery to get any purchase.
Peaches slid around so she could try to watch what she was doing. Crème took the opportunity to run her hand over her friend’s cream covered pussy, fingers slipping between slick lips, feeling for the entrance to the wettest place of a woman’s body.
“Umm, yes, that’ll work,” Peaches said and pushed back against the finger tips that were teasing her.
Stefan continued to slowly pump in and out of Crème’s body, simply luxuriating in the feel of her slickness and running his hands over her curves and through her hair, kissing her on the lips, on her neck, wherever he could place his mouth and taste her.
With two of Crème’s fingers inside her and a thumb rubbing her clit, Peaches was having trouble concentrating on what she wanted to try. But gradually, she got her fingers on each side of Stefan’s cock and began to squeeze into Crème’s slick tunnel beside him.
“Oh, God, girl,” Crème yelled, “yeah, stretch me, baby doll.”
Stefan could not believe the sensations on his cock. Not only could he still feel the warm wetness of Crème’s grasping pussy, but now he could feel Peaches moving her fingers up and down his shaft at the same time.
He managed to push against Crème’s shoulder and pull farther out, shuddering with the electricity that coursed through him as he felt fingers touch him. He felt the hand shift and as he plunged back into the panting woman, he thought he would explode at any moment and die, happily buried in her pussy. The hand pulled back under his cock, across his balls and up his ass, making him collapse against Crème, but he did not cum and he did not know why.
“Oh, man,” he said, “we’ve already died and this is heaven, isn’t it?”
“Uh huh,” Peaches grunted, wriggling against the hand that was making her wetter.
“Oh you ain’t there yet, honey,” Crème said, “I’m gonna let you take care of Peaches and then I’m going to get my dessert right from the source.”
to be continued... after all, Peaches is waiting
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Chrysse
Mistress of Kisses
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fun with room service...
hee hee ok as long as this is a thread about food i have to relate the fun i have been having at this hotel... just harmless flirting but...
I travel a lot... and i have been getting this naughty fantasy of seducing the man (or woman) who brings the room service
So i get to this hotel, and the first night i order dinner... i'm not very hungry, but the guy on the phone has a very sexy voice and flirtatious way about him... and he asks me... would I like something sweet with my dinner and not in a particularly innocent way
Well.... you can imagine what thoughts went through my head somehow i resisted though i was mightily tempted LOL
Last night i was talking to someone online about how i had survived my college years by eating mac & cheese, and still loved it! Tired of hotel food i suddenly got a hankering for it. I looked on the kids menu and sure enough... there it was. But it said "Kids only, please"
Hmmm..... so i called room service again and got the same sweet guy... i said pretty please could i have the mac and cheese cause that's what i really wanted He must have thought it was cute cause when i ordered a salad he asked if i wanted a toy to go with that ! So i said, "are you the toy?" hee hee
and he said "I might be" and i said "mmmmmm"
hehe... it was very cute because then he got so flustered (in the blood rushing to the cock way) that he couldn't remember the names of the salad dressings
and then he said he better go before he gets in trouble LOL
I think tonight i need to go down to the front desk and ask him if i can have that toy with my dinner....
hee hee ok as long as this is a thread about food i have to relate the fun i have been having at this hotel... just harmless flirting but...
I travel a lot... and i have been getting this naughty fantasy of seducing the man (or woman) who brings the room service
So i get to this hotel, and the first night i order dinner... i'm not very hungry, but the guy on the phone has a very sexy voice and flirtatious way about him... and he asks me... would I like something sweet with my dinner
and not in a particularly innocent wayWell.... you can imagine what thoughts went through my head
somehow i resisted though i was mightily tempted LOLLast night i was talking to someone online about how i had survived my college years by eating mac & cheese, and still loved it! Tired of hotel food i suddenly got a hankering for it. I looked on the kids menu and sure enough... there it was. But it said "Kids only, please"
Hmmm..... so i called room service again and got the same sweet guy... i said pretty please could i have the mac and cheese cause that's what i really wanted
He must have thought it was cute cause when i ordered a salad he asked if i wanted a toy to go with that ! So i said, "are you the toy?" hee heeand he said "I might be"
and i said "mmmmmm" hehe... it was very cute because then he got so flustered (in the blood rushing to the cock way) that he couldn't remember the names of the salad dressings
and then he said he better go before he gets in trouble LOL
I think tonight i need to go down to the front desk and ask him if i can have that toy with my dinner....
Joey3308
Let's Monkey Around
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Re: fun with room service...
I wanna work in that hotel
Chrysse said:hee hee ok as long as this is a thread about food i have to relate the fun i have been having at this hotel... just harmless flirting but...
I travel a lot... and i have been getting this naughty fantasy of seducing the man (or woman) who brings the room service
So i get to this hotel, and the first night i order dinner... i'm not very hungry, but the guy on the phone has a very sexy voice and flirtatious way about him... and he asks me... would I like something sweet with my dinner
Well.... you can imagine what thoughts went through my head
Last night i was talking to someone online about how i had survived my college years by eating mac & cheese, and still loved it! Tired of hotel food i suddenly got a hankering for it. I looked on the kids menu and sure enough... there it was. But it said "Kids only, please"
Hmmm..... so i called room service again and got the same sweet guy... i said pretty please could i have the mac and cheese cause that's what i really wanted
and he said "I might be"
hehe... it was very cute because then he got so flustered (in the blood rushing to the cock way) that he couldn't remember the names of the salad dressings
and then he said he better go before he gets in trouble LOL
I think tonight i need to go down to the front desk and ask him if i can have that toy with my dinner....
I wanna work in that hotel
