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It was a warm Willowbrook night, about two in the morning, when Scott suddenly awoke. He glanced over at the sleeping form of Candice, and what a sight she was. A slight smile on her face, her blonde hair framing her beautiful face as it lay on her pillow, her luscious body covered by just a thin sheet, her gentle breathing coming out as soft purrs. Scott thought back to a few hours earlier, when he and Candice had made passionate love, caught up in the rhythm of the rock music that played on the stereo. God, this woman is hot, Scott thought. Just thinking about her, how great she feels, and how incredible she looks in her Lingerie made the hard-on he woke up with swell even more.
But another sensation was competing with Scott's horniness: hunger. Even after stuffing himself last night with steak, he was famished. Scott crept from the bed, put on his robe, and started for the kitchen.
Scott flipped on the light, and offered a hello to his pet dog, looking surprised to have his space invaded at this time of the night. Okay, okay, Scott thought, what to eat, what's gonna hit the spot? Scott checked the refrigerator, and noticed some of Candice's leftover steak. Nah, she may love me, but she'll kill me if I eat that. He checked the freezer. There we go, chocolate ice cream. I'll make a sundae.
Scott had just finished gathering all the ingredients - ice cream, fudge, whipped cream, nuts, cherries - when he heard a soft "ahem." He turned, and there was Candice standing in the kitchen doorway, totally naked, her hazel eyes sparkling. "What's all this?" she said with a smile. "I woke up hungry," Scott replied. "I guess I wasn't fully satisfied after last night." "I hope you're talking about dinner, and not what came after," Candice said slyly. "Absolutely," Scott said, unable to take his eyes off of her naked form, particularly her smile.
"I'm feeling a little less than satisfied myself," Candice said. "And it has nothing to do with my stomach. So why don't you take off your robe." Never one to pass up an invitation like that, Scott happily complied. Now it was Candice's turn to stare at her man. I've never known another man with as great a smile as him, Candice thought. And there is nobody hotter when he wears just his boxers. Scott, under Candice's watchful gaze, felt his cock begin to rise again. "Of course, I don't want to deprive you of your little snack," Candice said. "But maybe there's a way we can both get what we want." Scott's brown eyes lit up in anticipation.
Scott quickly cleared off the large stainless steel table in the center of the kitchen, and Candice hopped up onto it. Then she lay back, Scott placing a folded up kitchen towel behind her head as a makeshift pillow. "You're so thoughtful," Candice said, pulling him down for a gentle kiss. "My pleasure," Scott replied, as he began to kiss Candice's neck, then her collar bone, then down to the tops of her breasts. Candice ran her hand through Scott's thick brown hair.
Scott opened the carton of ice cream, and applied a small scoop to each of Candice's nipples. "That's cold," Candice said with a giggle. But the giggle turned to a sigh as Scott's tongue found first her left nipple, and then her right, lapping up the ice cream with a circular motion. Scott continued to gently flick his tongue across each nipple, long after the frozen delight had been consumed. Candice felt the tingle run down from her nipples to her clit. Her pussy was dampening rapidly. Candice reached out to grasp Scott's hard cock, and began to pump it slowly, playing her thumb along the underside.
Scott opened the jar of fudge, and scooped some out with his fingers. He smeared a line of it onto Candice's firm belly, from just below her breasts, all the way to just above her pubic triangle. Then he slowly, lovingly, began to lick his way southward. Candice's legs just parted on their own accord. Her hips began to rock subtly. God, she wanted his tongue down there. Her clit began to buzz in anticipation. Candice shifted her hold on Scott's cock, and began to fondle his balls. "Thanks for reminding me," Scott said, "I almost forgot the nuts." Scott added a few of the toasted almond pieces to the chocolate, and continued to lick his way toward Candice's now steaming pussy.
Finally Scott's tongue reached the top fringe of Candice's soft downy bush. Scott had to move around to the end of the table to fully minister to Candice's pussy, so she had to reluctantly let go of his cock. Scott looked into his woman's gorgeous crevice, then got an idea. Holding up the jar of cherries, he asked, "Would you mind?" "Go ahead, anything," she said breathlessly. Scott took a cherry out of the jar, then very gently placed it at the opening of Candice's pussy. Using his thumb, he easily pushed it into her. Oooohhhh, she sighed, as she was penetrated. And the sighs turned to groans as Scott skillfully moved his thumb against her g-spot as he slid it from her canal. Scott repeated the procedure twice more. Then, he sensuously drizzled some of the maraschino juice into Candice's already sopping slit. Candice shivered as the cool, sticky syrup hit her clit. Scott brought his face to her pussy, extended his tongue, and began to gently, carefully, play it along the edges of her lips. Up one side, over the top, then down the other side, purposefully avoiding her clit. Candice was groaning now, and thrusting her hips. At the bottom, Scott pushed his tongue into her pussy, and used it to move the cherries around. "Ohhh God," Candice sighed. "This tastes so good," Scott said breathlessly. "I'd rather drink this than beer." "Just do it, please," Candice moaned. "I wanna come soooo bad." But Scott wanted to tease Candice just a little more. Scott lowered his mouth to Candice's gaping pussy hole, and slowly, gently, Scott began a slight suction. He pulled out first one, then two, then finally the third cherry, Candice letting out a gasp as each one escaped. She was breathing so hard now she couldn't speak.
Scott knew what he had to do. Slowly, languorously, Scott began to slide his tongue up Candice's slit, making the lightest contact he possibly could. And finally, finally, the tip of his tongue reached its target: her clit. Candice let out her loudest groan yet, and jammed herself against Scott's tongue. She began to buck her hips wildly - he just held his tongue firm and let her set the pace. She was out of her mind with passion, low rumbles, not unlike Scott's mustang, emanating from her throat. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," she gasped, her breathing more ragged. And then, her whole body tensing, her clit pressed hard against Scott's tongue, Candice exploded with a scream, followed by a long, satisfied, exhalation. Scott didn't move his tongue from its position, as Candice slowly lowered her ass back down onto the table.
"Oh baby, that was incredible," Candice said. "You gotta let me return the favor." Scott moved around to the side of the table, Candice reaching out to grasp his hard cock as soon as it was within range. "Gimme that thing," Candice said, rolling over to quickly engulf the head in her mouth. "Ohhh," Scott moaned, as he felt himself immersed in her warm wetness, her tongue swirling on the sensitive patch below the head. Releasing him from her mouth after a moment, Candice said, "Now it's my turn." She grabbed the jar of chocolate fudge with her free hand, then dipped Scott's cock in it. She withdrew it, and admired the way the head now wore a chocolate hat. She added a couple spurts of whipped cream to the shaft, then began to hungrily devour her "con-cock-tion." Candice swirled her tongue around Scott's shaft to remove the whipped cream, then moved up to engulf his head. "Umm, I love this kind of 'cock'-tail," Candice said. "Even more than Rum & Coke." All Scott could do was moan with pleasure.
"All right, enough taking in calories," Candice said, releasing Scott's cock. "It's time to work some off." Scott moved back around to the end of the table. He reached out and helped pull Candice toward himself, her ass just barely on the edge of the table, her pussy open and pushed forward. Scott touched his cock to Candice's wet, warm, slit, and teased her by running the head up and down it. His cock wet from her saliva, her crevice soaked from her juices, it slid delightfully all the way up to her clit, then down to her opening. Up again, then down. Then, finally, holding it right at her pussy, Scott leaned forward while Candice pushed forward, and instantly he was in her to the hilt. They both let out long gasps of pleasure. "Oh God," Candice moaned, tightening her pussy muscles on his cock. "You are so huge." "And you are so tight," Scott gasped.
Scott could have used another moment to get control of himself, but Candice began to thrust against his cock. "Come on," Candice said. "Give it to me. Right now." Scott began to thrust with her. Standing on the floor, his hands clasping Candice's sides, Scott pulled himself almost all the way, then pushed his cock all the way in. Out to the very edge of her pussy lips, then deep back inside. His cock was engulfed in her warm, grasping wetness. Candice felt like each thrust was splitting her open, his cock driving deeply, and comfortingly, into her core. They each let out loud groans with every thrust. Their pace picked up, their moaning grew louder.
Candice reached into the jar of chocolate fudge, and smeared some on her nipples. Still thrusting into her, Scott leaned forward to lick it off hungrily. Scott was really feeling the tension build in his cock. It spread back through his butt, and down his legs. Candice pulled her legs up now, and lay them over Scott's shoulders. That changed the angle for Scott's cock, and added another fantastic sensation for each of them. The picked up the pace even more, Scott's swollen cock slamming into Candice's wet, needy pussy. "Little more, I'm almost there," Candice gasped. And then her grunts grew louder, more urgent. She began to buck uncontrollably, as the tension spreading from her clit, down her legs, and up her abdomen reached its breaking point. Scott knew he could let it go now, and felt the come mass at the end of his cock. With a final thrust to the deepest recesses of Candice's pussy, they both exploded simultaneously, Scott shooting load after load of come deep within Candice, Candice's pussy grasping tightly at his cock as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Scott collapsed down on Candice, and they held each other tightly, their sweaty bodies pressed together, as they struggled to regain their breaths.
After a few moments, Scott was finally able to pull up and out of Candice. "That was incredible," he said. "You're the best," Candice replied. "Tell you what," Scott said. "You go back to bed. I'll clean this up and meet you in a minute." "Actually," Candice replied, "I'm kinda hungry all of a sudden. You didn't eat my steak, did you?" Smiling, Scott just shook his head "No."
But another sensation was competing with Scott's horniness: hunger. Even after stuffing himself last night with steak, he was famished. Scott crept from the bed, put on his robe, and started for the kitchen.
Scott flipped on the light, and offered a hello to his pet dog, looking surprised to have his space invaded at this time of the night. Okay, okay, Scott thought, what to eat, what's gonna hit the spot? Scott checked the refrigerator, and noticed some of Candice's leftover steak. Nah, she may love me, but she'll kill me if I eat that. He checked the freezer. There we go, chocolate ice cream. I'll make a sundae.
Scott had just finished gathering all the ingredients - ice cream, fudge, whipped cream, nuts, cherries - when he heard a soft "ahem." He turned, and there was Candice standing in the kitchen doorway, totally naked, her hazel eyes sparkling. "What's all this?" she said with a smile. "I woke up hungry," Scott replied. "I guess I wasn't fully satisfied after last night." "I hope you're talking about dinner, and not what came after," Candice said slyly. "Absolutely," Scott said, unable to take his eyes off of her naked form, particularly her smile.
"I'm feeling a little less than satisfied myself," Candice said. "And it has nothing to do with my stomach. So why don't you take off your robe." Never one to pass up an invitation like that, Scott happily complied. Now it was Candice's turn to stare at her man. I've never known another man with as great a smile as him, Candice thought. And there is nobody hotter when he wears just his boxers. Scott, under Candice's watchful gaze, felt his cock begin to rise again. "Of course, I don't want to deprive you of your little snack," Candice said. "But maybe there's a way we can both get what we want." Scott's brown eyes lit up in anticipation.
Scott quickly cleared off the large stainless steel table in the center of the kitchen, and Candice hopped up onto it. Then she lay back, Scott placing a folded up kitchen towel behind her head as a makeshift pillow. "You're so thoughtful," Candice said, pulling him down for a gentle kiss. "My pleasure," Scott replied, as he began to kiss Candice's neck, then her collar bone, then down to the tops of her breasts. Candice ran her hand through Scott's thick brown hair.
Scott opened the carton of ice cream, and applied a small scoop to each of Candice's nipples. "That's cold," Candice said with a giggle. But the giggle turned to a sigh as Scott's tongue found first her left nipple, and then her right, lapping up the ice cream with a circular motion. Scott continued to gently flick his tongue across each nipple, long after the frozen delight had been consumed. Candice felt the tingle run down from her nipples to her clit. Her pussy was dampening rapidly. Candice reached out to grasp Scott's hard cock, and began to pump it slowly, playing her thumb along the underside.
Scott opened the jar of fudge, and scooped some out with his fingers. He smeared a line of it onto Candice's firm belly, from just below her breasts, all the way to just above her pubic triangle. Then he slowly, lovingly, began to lick his way southward. Candice's legs just parted on their own accord. Her hips began to rock subtly. God, she wanted his tongue down there. Her clit began to buzz in anticipation. Candice shifted her hold on Scott's cock, and began to fondle his balls. "Thanks for reminding me," Scott said, "I almost forgot the nuts." Scott added a few of the toasted almond pieces to the chocolate, and continued to lick his way toward Candice's now steaming pussy.
Finally Scott's tongue reached the top fringe of Candice's soft downy bush. Scott had to move around to the end of the table to fully minister to Candice's pussy, so she had to reluctantly let go of his cock. Scott looked into his woman's gorgeous crevice, then got an idea. Holding up the jar of cherries, he asked, "Would you mind?" "Go ahead, anything," she said breathlessly. Scott took a cherry out of the jar, then very gently placed it at the opening of Candice's pussy. Using his thumb, he easily pushed it into her. Oooohhhh, she sighed, as she was penetrated. And the sighs turned to groans as Scott skillfully moved his thumb against her g-spot as he slid it from her canal. Scott repeated the procedure twice more. Then, he sensuously drizzled some of the maraschino juice into Candice's already sopping slit. Candice shivered as the cool, sticky syrup hit her clit. Scott brought his face to her pussy, extended his tongue, and began to gently, carefully, play it along the edges of her lips. Up one side, over the top, then down the other side, purposefully avoiding her clit. Candice was groaning now, and thrusting her hips. At the bottom, Scott pushed his tongue into her pussy, and used it to move the cherries around. "Ohhh God," Candice sighed. "This tastes so good," Scott said breathlessly. "I'd rather drink this than beer." "Just do it, please," Candice moaned. "I wanna come soooo bad." But Scott wanted to tease Candice just a little more. Scott lowered his mouth to Candice's gaping pussy hole, and slowly, gently, Scott began a slight suction. He pulled out first one, then two, then finally the third cherry, Candice letting out a gasp as each one escaped. She was breathing so hard now she couldn't speak.
Scott knew what he had to do. Slowly, languorously, Scott began to slide his tongue up Candice's slit, making the lightest contact he possibly could. And finally, finally, the tip of his tongue reached its target: her clit. Candice let out her loudest groan yet, and jammed herself against Scott's tongue. She began to buck her hips wildly - he just held his tongue firm and let her set the pace. She was out of her mind with passion, low rumbles, not unlike Scott's mustang, emanating from her throat. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," she gasped, her breathing more ragged. And then, her whole body tensing, her clit pressed hard against Scott's tongue, Candice exploded with a scream, followed by a long, satisfied, exhalation. Scott didn't move his tongue from its position, as Candice slowly lowered her ass back down onto the table.
"Oh baby, that was incredible," Candice said. "You gotta let me return the favor." Scott moved around to the side of the table, Candice reaching out to grasp his hard cock as soon as it was within range. "Gimme that thing," Candice said, rolling over to quickly engulf the head in her mouth. "Ohhh," Scott moaned, as he felt himself immersed in her warm wetness, her tongue swirling on the sensitive patch below the head. Releasing him from her mouth after a moment, Candice said, "Now it's my turn." She grabbed the jar of chocolate fudge with her free hand, then dipped Scott's cock in it. She withdrew it, and admired the way the head now wore a chocolate hat. She added a couple spurts of whipped cream to the shaft, then began to hungrily devour her "con-cock-tion." Candice swirled her tongue around Scott's shaft to remove the whipped cream, then moved up to engulf his head. "Umm, I love this kind of 'cock'-tail," Candice said. "Even more than Rum & Coke." All Scott could do was moan with pleasure.
"All right, enough taking in calories," Candice said, releasing Scott's cock. "It's time to work some off." Scott moved back around to the end of the table. He reached out and helped pull Candice toward himself, her ass just barely on the edge of the table, her pussy open and pushed forward. Scott touched his cock to Candice's wet, warm, slit, and teased her by running the head up and down it. His cock wet from her saliva, her crevice soaked from her juices, it slid delightfully all the way up to her clit, then down to her opening. Up again, then down. Then, finally, holding it right at her pussy, Scott leaned forward while Candice pushed forward, and instantly he was in her to the hilt. They both let out long gasps of pleasure. "Oh God," Candice moaned, tightening her pussy muscles on his cock. "You are so huge." "And you are so tight," Scott gasped.
Scott could have used another moment to get control of himself, but Candice began to thrust against his cock. "Come on," Candice said. "Give it to me. Right now." Scott began to thrust with her. Standing on the floor, his hands clasping Candice's sides, Scott pulled himself almost all the way, then pushed his cock all the way in. Out to the very edge of her pussy lips, then deep back inside. His cock was engulfed in her warm, grasping wetness. Candice felt like each thrust was splitting her open, his cock driving deeply, and comfortingly, into her core. They each let out loud groans with every thrust. Their pace picked up, their moaning grew louder.
Candice reached into the jar of chocolate fudge, and smeared some on her nipples. Still thrusting into her, Scott leaned forward to lick it off hungrily. Scott was really feeling the tension build in his cock. It spread back through his butt, and down his legs. Candice pulled her legs up now, and lay them over Scott's shoulders. That changed the angle for Scott's cock, and added another fantastic sensation for each of them. The picked up the pace even more, Scott's swollen cock slamming into Candice's wet, needy pussy. "Little more, I'm almost there," Candice gasped. And then her grunts grew louder, more urgent. She began to buck uncontrollably, as the tension spreading from her clit, down her legs, and up her abdomen reached its breaking point. Scott knew he could let it go now, and felt the come mass at the end of his cock. With a final thrust to the deepest recesses of Candice's pussy, they both exploded simultaneously, Scott shooting load after load of come deep within Candice, Candice's pussy grasping tightly at his cock as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Scott collapsed down on Candice, and they held each other tightly, their sweaty bodies pressed together, as they struggled to regain their breaths.
After a few moments, Scott was finally able to pull up and out of Candice. "That was incredible," he said. "You're the best," Candice replied. "Tell you what," Scott said. "You go back to bed. I'll clean this up and meet you in a minute." "Actually," Candice replied, "I'm kinda hungry all of a sudden. You didn't eat my steak, did you?" Smiling, Scott just shook his head "No."
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