Dessert's On Me - Sex Stories

Dessert's On Me

... begins licking the length of my dripping sex, tasting me and tasting the rich chocolate as your fingers curled upwards inside of me finding my own sweet spot. Within just a few moments, I was writhing as an incredible orgasm hit me. Suddenly you can feel my pussy muscles contract and taste my sweet nectar as it pours out. You greedily lap up and down my drooling slit, drinking the chocolate and my juices at the same time. As I lay there coming down from my first orgasm of the night, you reach over and grab one of the large strawberries in the bowl. I moan, knowing that you haven't finished with me yet and that there is much more "dessert" to be had. You rub the rough textured fruit up and down the length of my pussy and across my pulsing clit. The roughness makes me squeal and I arch my back in response. Then you push the strawberry into my hole, but not all the way. Then you begin to eat the strawberry from my pussy and eat me in the process. My body explodes, a second orgasmic wave hitting me even harder than the first, and I writhe and twist on the table as I go through the throes of my ecstasy. Once the strawberry is completely eaten, you are greeted with a nice surprise as my juices once again explode out of me, this time in a waterfall-like gush. You sit back now watching my orgasm work it's way though my panting, spasming body. As my senses slowly return, you take the bottle again and add more syrup to my body, only this time you use the chocolate syrup as a delicious ...

... edible massage oil. With your strong manly hands you rub the chocolate syrup all over my body, as I moan and squirm under you. My head is swimming; this whole dessert experience is overloading my mind. I am laying on the table is complete and total bliss. My moans and whimpers have merged into one constant rapturous howl. You smile at my hyper-excited state and decide to raise the stakes even more. Getting between my legs, you part my fat pussy lips again, rubbing your fingers in the pink hole and using your thumbs to rub and toy with my clit. I grab at the edges of the table as the room starts to spin. I am quickly losing my mind. Yet you continue to tease and torment me. Maybe this dessert idea wasn't such a good one! "Ohhh, God, Master, please... Please fuck me! Fuck me now, please!" I beg you. "Not just yet, my dear. I have to finish my dessert!" you say, sarcastically. My moan of disappointment only fuels you more. You reach down and this time come up with a banana. "Maybe this will help, though." You check the end of the banana to make sure there are no sharp edges or anything that will hurt me (you take such good care of me!) before pointing the end at my wet, ravenous pussy. You rub the banana up and down my slit to lube it some before sliding it into me a little at a time. You ease the fruit deeper into my tunnel as I arch my back as throw my legs open wider. "Ohhh fuck, Master! Ohmygod! Ohmygod! I scream as I feel the fruit opening me, stretching me, and filling my ...