Sexcapade — Chocolate Kisses

Posted by Saucy Sexy on January 28th, 2007 filed in Erotic Tales |

Arianne surprisingly woke up feeling energetic that Saturday despite the full week of deadlines at work, so she started cleaning the house from top to bottom, finally ending up in the kitchen; and as she cleaned the kitchen cabinets, inspiration suddenly struck her.

Although Arianne was no great cook, she could follow recipes from the back of any box, so she decided to make a chocolate cake as dessert for dinner from a box she found in one of the shelves.

When she finished the batter, she dipped a finger into the sticky chocolate and brought it up to her lips for a quick taste test. She had barely finished licking the yummy stuff off her finger when she heard a voice from behind her say, “Oowee! What’s that I smell? It can only be my second favorite thing to eat in the whole wide world. It has to be chocolate, I’ll bet my life on it!”

She whirled to find Wes, one of her neighbors, framing the doorway. A welcoming smile lit her face. Wes was very easy to get along with, making her feel immediately at ease with his easy banter and slightly flirtatious manner.

Wes walked over to where she was and circled his arm around her waist then placed a tender kiss on her lips, before his tongue snaked in and lightly flicked against her own.

She gasped, and he immediately took advantage of her open mouth to initiate more torrid French kissing, sucking on her tongue and exploring the cavern of her mouth, before finally releasing her lips. “That sure looks delicious. I wouldn’t mind a taste of some of that.”

Arianne was a bit disconcerted by the fact that the kids were on their way home, but a quick glance at the clock reassured her that they safely had at least 45 minutes before the kids arrived.

She tried to collect her scattered thoughts, even when Wes kept her glued to his side with an arm around her waist. But she couldn’t seem to catch her breath because his over-sized hand was dangerously close to the underside of her breast. She could only state the obvious, “Uhm, I’m just… uhm, I’m making chocolate cake.”

“Oowee! Would you mind just giving me a little taste sweetheart? I sure do love chocolate, especially when I can lick it right off a finger.”

“Uhm, of course. I was just doing that when you came in.”

Arianne pushed the bowl towards him, but she gasped again when he captured her hand in his beefy one and said, “But I’m sure it would taste really scrumptious if I sample it right from the baker’s own finger.”

Firmly, he guided her hand towards the bowl, and rather than having a chocolate-covered hand she allowed one finger to scoop out some of the batter. Wes let go of her hand and urged her, “C’mon darlin’, just put it inside my mouth, I promise I won’t bite.” And then he laughingly added, “And even if I do, you’ll love it, sweetheart.”

Arianne felt herself melt when she met the teasing sparkle in his eyes. His gaze tantalized her into doing his request. Arianne knew it was risky, but she still turned towards him and brought the chocolate laden digit to his mouth.

As she put her finger into his mouth, his teeth clamped onto it to prevent it from escaping the warm cave. His tongue lovingly licked the creamy chocolate while his gaze held hers.

When the last of the batter had been swallowed, he began to devour her finger with a vengeance, sucking strongly then suddenly shifting to chomping bites that didn’t break the skin. The alternating sensations had her juices flowing and her breathing turning to panting.

When he slowly slid his mouth to release her finger, she whimpered in protest. He soothed her with, “It’s alright, darlin’, kiss me.” Arianne eagerly tilted her head back in a silent invitation, and then groaned in satisfaction as Wes greedily consumed her mouth.

When he stepped in between her legs, she allowed him to part her limbs, bringing his groin into intimate contact with her belly, his hard on almost touching her breasts because of the great disparity in their heights, which allowed his pelvic area to grind provocatively near her chest area.

The touch of his pulsating meat against her had her clawing his shoulders involuntarily. Feeling off balance, she accepted Wes’ paws to clamp onto her hips and guide her until she bumped into the kitchen table behind her.

His powerful hands lifted her onto the edge, and then held her steady with one hand while the other grabbed a stool. When he sat down, it brought him face-level with her crotch.

Then she felt her skirt being flipped up till her waist then something smooth being smeared on her inner thighs. When she looked down, it was to see her panties exposed and her legs split wide open with her neighbor right in between.

Wes was spreading a handful of chocolate batter on her creamy skin, starting near her knee then moving up slowly until the very edge of her panties.

Wes paused, making Arianne shiver in anticipation, and wondering if he would dip into her panties. The wait was torturing her so she pleaded, “Eat me, Wes. Make my pussy cum all over. Hurry baby!”

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