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Food Fun
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FOOD FUN
by Anonymous
--Part 1/1--
*Edited*
by The Student
The day is warm and sunny as I drive up to your house, perfect forthe
picnic we have been planning for weeks. I tap the horn, and you comerunning
out of the house. As you cross the lawn, I take advantage of theopportunity
to watch your breasts bounce and your body gracefully sway under thelightweight
blue dress you are wearing. This is not without effect,when you
reach the car, my cock is almost poking out the leg of my white shorts,and
the bulge created by its length is plainly visible. We kiss quickly,and I
slide the car out into traffic.
The drive to the marina is only about half an hour, but seems totake
forever. We even have a few near misses when my attention drifts fromthe
road's hazards to your charms, but we eventually arrive safely to findmy
brother's boat right where he promised it would be. It starts up on thefirst
try, powerful engine roaring, and we skim out over the water,leaving a
trail of churned white foam behind us.
Soon we are out on the open sea, bouncing across the waves. Here,where
there is nothing to hit, I am paying more attention to you than to theboat.
You are teasingly shifting in the seat to make your skirt slide higherup
your thighs, and leaning over to examine the dashboard, not incidentallygiving
me glimpses of your tanned tits sliding inside your blouse. Allof
this is giving me a monumental hard-on, a detail that has not escapedyour
notice. We spend the entire hour making each other hotter and hotterwithout
a single touch. By the time we reach the secluded cove on the back sideof
Catalina, both of us are fantastically horny.
I run the boat up to the shore, and help you out, not missing thechance
to caress your soft breast and give the stiff nipple a quick squeeze.Handing you
the blanket, I grab the paper bag and ice chest that holdour
provisions, and we walk up the shore several yards to a grassy littlearea
overhung by shady trees. You spread out the blanket and barely have iton
the ground before I am holding you tightly, my hands squeezing yourbottom,
my groin rubbing against your belly, and my mouth locked to yours,tongues
writhing and twisting together. Our embrace lasts for several minutes,just
holding each other close and kissing hotly. Finally I raise my head andsay,
"Shall we eat?"
Our clothes drop off quickly, I actually pop the button off myshorts in
my haste to get them off. We hold each other again, enjoying thesensation
of skin against skin. My cock is trapped between our bodies, and youcan
feel it throbbing against you. I move gently against you, feeling yoursoft
breasts crushed against my chest, the hard nipples standing out likebullets.
I lift you in my arms, carrying you across the grass to the blanket,where I
lay you down. Reaching into the ice chest, I pull out a glass and abottle
of champagne.
I hand you the filled glass, and with a wide smile kneel betweenyour
legs with the bottle. I hold it over your smooth crotch and beginpouring a
slow trickle down, licking it up as it runs through your pussy. Thecombination
of the champagne and your own juice is delicious, and I laprapidly at your cunt
trying to catch it all. You are feeling incrediblesensations, as the champagne
tickles your sensitive pussy and Ivoraciously
lick you. The champagne in your glass is not going to waste, dippingyour
fingers in it, you rub it on your nipples, which are quickly becoming ashot
as your crotch. I begin concentrating on your erect little clit, andthe
pleasure grows. You know that orgasm is not far away.
Then I abruptly set the bottle down and reach for the chest again,this
time pulling out a bunch of grapes. Leaning back over you, I lickquickly at
one champagne-flavored nipple and exchange a kiss before moving backdown
between your legs. Spreading and stroking your cunt, I begin pushingthe
grapes inside, one by one. Finally, they are all inside, and once againI
place my mouth over your crotch, sucking them out. As each pops out andinto
my mouth, new shivers of excitement shoot through you, culminating atlast in
a raging, explosive climax that almost lifts you off the blanket. Lyingback
gasping for breath, you look down at my head, still buried between yourthighs.
"C'mon, I'm hungry too" you say softly as you sit up and I rollover to
take your place on the ground. My cock stands up straight, stiff andhard,
as you bring out the condiments: chocolate sauce, whipped cream, and acherry
for the top. Soon my crotch is a mound of chocolate and whipped cream,the
cherry balanced precariously atop my rigid cock. You waste no time inlapping up
the sweet mixture, my shaft quivering with each stroke ofyour
tongue. A steady stream of fluid is trickling from the swollen redhead, and
you lick it off, swirling your tongue around and around the cherry
stillmiraculously balanced on top. Finally you slip me into your mouth,
andafter
only a few moments in that hot wet grip, my cock lets loose, shootingit's
own special sauce into your throat.
Looking down at your chocolate-smeared face next to my stillhalf-hard
rod, I fumble behind me in the bag to see if there is anything left inour
supplies. I find what I am looking for, and gently draw you up next tome.
Sliding down, tracing a trail over your body with my tongue, I lie downagain
between your legs and taste your pussy. If anything, it is wetter thanbefore,
and a slight taste of the champagne remains. But then I takethe
banana that I am holding in my hand, and begin rubbing it up and downalong
the length of your slit. You moan with pleasure, and reach down to holdyour
cuntlips open, showing me your hot pink hole. The banana slides ineasily,
and you gasp as it twists inside you. Leaving it buried inside, I lickand
nibble your clit for several minutes before pulling it out again with myteeth,
eating it as it emerges from you.
When it is gone, your body is hotter than you can ever remember itbeing. You
are desperate to come, your body straining for climax. Yourfingers are rubbing
and digging at your clit, and you beg me to make youcome. "We're out of
bananas, I guess this will have to do" I chuckle,and
shove my hard cock all the way inside you. Your scream and my shout atthe
sensation emerge at the same time, and for a moment I hold still insideyou
while we enjoy it. Then I roll sideways and pull you close, our sweatybodies
sliding together as my cock slides in and out of your quiveringpussy.
Our hands are roaming over each others' bodies, stroking, squeezing,caressing,
and we are kissing hotly, trying to devour each other withour
lips and tongues. Your climax is first, even more violent than thelast, and
as your body shakes and quivers my release is triggered. For longmoments we
are held in ecstasy, rolling and bucking on the ground together.
We finally catch our breath, and lean together against a tree, yousitting with
your back to me between my spread legs, with my arms aroundyour
waist and hands idly stroking your belly. You turn your head and laughas
you say "Hey, you want to go into town and get something to eat?"---
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