Death By Chocolate
Yesterday, after going to a cooking class with my friend (who has no idea how to cook) I got a call from Josh. His busy work schedule has prevented us from spending time together for the past week, so I was happy to invite him over. I was in dire need of some Josh time ;). Fifteen minutes later he was at my door. "Hey beautiful.", he said, planting a knee-wobbling kiss on my lips. He walked in, the same mouth-watering sandalwood scent invading my nostrils. He took his jacket off, revealing a red shirt and muscular arms and I was getting wetter by the minute. "I stopped by earlier, but you weren't home.", he said casually, his green eyes roaming over me, causing me to feel naked. "Oh, yeah. I was at this cooking thing with Sasha." A hint of disappointment flashed across his face. "Oh, then I suppose you don't feel like going out for some dinner then?" "Or I could fix something here.", I said, praying that he would agree. "Yeah, but you always cook for me." "Well, you could help me cook. I'll make you work for your food.", I teased, sauntering over to him. He drew an arm around me, "Well if I must.", he grinned.
We couldn't keep our hands off each other as we prepared dinner. Every time we passed each other, our fingers made their way to each other, caressing skin, slapping asses, etc.. I kept him busy making the dessert while I prepared the rest of the food. I had my back to him and yet I could feel his eyes on me. "The chocolate smells good", I said, trying to keep my composure (The desert required chocolate :P). "Yeah, it looks good too. Wanna taste?" For sure, it was a trap. I went over and tasted the spoon he held out for me. "Mmmm, it's delicious.", I said, giving the spoon another lick. "Thanks.... Can I get a taste?", he asked, his eyes skimming over me. "Sure.", I answered, not giving a thought about what exactly he wanted to taste. He put the spoon back in the pot and in two seconds his hot mouth was on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me off the floor, his hands cupping and kneading the soft flesh of my ass. He made his way to my kitchen table, setting me on the hard, wooden surface. Never taking his lips from mine, his hands worked to unbutton my jeans. He lifted me up and slid them off, along with my wet panties. "I thought you wanted to taste the chocolate.", I panted, gripping his shoulders as he kissed my thighs. He looked up at me. "I am." With one finger, he probed between my lips, circling the finger around my already engorged clit. Adding another finger, he slid in and out of my entrance, pumping slowly. For five delicious minutes he did this. Pumping in and out and circling around my clit. Pumping and swirling, pumping and swirling. I leaned my head back, a pleasure-filled moan emitting from my throat. I rocked against his busy hand as he held onto my hip with his other hand. I was in paradise, until he removed his fingers. I whined in anguish, looking for the cause of his ceasing. He pulled the two fingers out and popped them in his mouth, groaning at the taste. It was the most erotic thing he'd ever done "You taste so fucking good, Kimberly." His hands spread my legs a little more and soon I felt his incredibly skilled mouth. I cried out as he lapped between my pussy lips. "Ooooh", I moaned, holding onto his head for dear life, leaning my head back again in an attempt to get more air. He stopped again, igniting fury within me this time. I shot him a glare, only to receive a grin. "Watch me.", he commanded. I kept my eyes on him as his tongue entered me again. I felt like I could explode at any second looking at the erotic scene. I had never paid attention to Josh eating me out before (always too caught up in the sensation. But looking at his head, bobbing up and down between my legs, just made it completely better, especially with this new position (I've never had sex on my kitchen table before). He moved his tongue to my entrance and began to lap the juices, drving me even more wild. I held his head for dear life as he continued to send me deeper and deeper into euphoria with his tongue. "Please.... Oh God...", I begged. I had no idea what I was begging for. To end this mind-shattering pleasure that he was causing me? To give the final death blow that would cease the insanity going throughout my body?
As if reading my mind, his lips went to my clit and sucked it in. I screamed, my legs attempting to lock his head between them. He kept them steady as he mercilessly teased my clit, flicking it with his tongue, grazing the skin with his teeth. My hips bucked furiously against his mouth, trying to get away from and get closer to the menacing yet cringe-worthy pleasure that he was giving me. "Ooh fuck!", I said, the start of the many obscenties that would escape my kiss-swollen lips. His hungry mouth devoured me, furiously sucking and nipping at the sensative flesh. A pressure, more intense than I ever felt before washed over me. My body shook uncontrollably as my powerful orgasm took over. I let out a glass-shattering scream, my cum creating a puddle on the table, all while Josh never took his mouth from me. I fell back on the table, arching my body, grabbing the ends of the wooden surface as I came . Through out the madness, I felt his mouth leave and his fingers replacing it, pumping quickly and madly. He wasn't letting me come down just yet, and I fought to not go completely crazy right then and there. "That's right, cum for me, baby.", he commaned and even begged. I moaned deeply, my lips trembling. I looked at him, pleading to put me out of my 'misery'. A second orgasm came over the first one and my body racked with tremors as I screamed again, my legs wide open and flailing about. Josh leaned over and kissed my open mouth hotly, darting his tongue in and capturing mine that was moving about. I moaned in his mouth, kissing back and nipping his lips for making me feel so damn good. A few minutes and finger pumping later and I finally came down from my glorious high. Throughout all my flailing, we ended up on the floor, me on top of him. I drew circles on his now naked chest (In the madness, I was only able to pull his shirt off before we fell to the floor.) He kissed the top of my head. "That was perfect.", I said hazily, pulling his shirt over my naked ass. "Thanks.... I've been craving chocolate lately and couldn't help myself.", he grinned. We both started laughing but were immediately interruped by my smoke detector beeping. Guess who burned dinner? :P
We couldn't keep our hands off each other as we prepared dinner. Every time we passed each other, our fingers made their way to each other, caressing skin, slapping asses, etc.. I kept him busy making the dessert while I prepared the rest of the food. I had my back to him and yet I could feel his eyes on me. "The chocolate smells good", I said, trying to keep my composure (The desert required chocolate :P). "Yeah, it looks good too. Wanna taste?" For sure, it was a trap. I went over and tasted the spoon he held out for me. "Mmmm, it's delicious.", I said, giving the spoon another lick. "Thanks.... Can I get a taste?", he asked, his eyes skimming over me. "Sure.", I answered, not giving a thought about what exactly he wanted to taste. He put the spoon back in the pot and in two seconds his hot mouth was on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me off the floor, his hands cupping and kneading the soft flesh of my ass. He made his way to my kitchen table, setting me on the hard, wooden surface. Never taking his lips from mine, his hands worked to unbutton my jeans. He lifted me up and slid them off, along with my wet panties. "I thought you wanted to taste the chocolate.", I panted, gripping his shoulders as he kissed my thighs. He looked up at me. "I am." With one finger, he probed between my lips, circling the finger around my already engorged clit. Adding another finger, he slid in and out of my entrance, pumping slowly. For five delicious minutes he did this. Pumping in and out and circling around my clit. Pumping and swirling, pumping and swirling. I leaned my head back, a pleasure-filled moan emitting from my throat. I rocked against his busy hand as he held onto my hip with his other hand. I was in paradise, until he removed his fingers. I whined in anguish, looking for the cause of his ceasing. He pulled the two fingers out and popped them in his mouth, groaning at the taste. It was the most erotic thing he'd ever done "You taste so fucking good, Kimberly." His hands spread my legs a little more and soon I felt his incredibly skilled mouth. I cried out as he lapped between my pussy lips. "Ooooh", I moaned, holding onto his head for dear life, leaning my head back again in an attempt to get more air. He stopped again, igniting fury within me this time. I shot him a glare, only to receive a grin. "Watch me.", he commanded. I kept my eyes on him as his tongue entered me again. I felt like I could explode at any second looking at the erotic scene. I had never paid attention to Josh eating me out before (always too caught up in the sensation. But looking at his head, bobbing up and down between my legs, just made it completely better, especially with this new position (I've never had sex on my kitchen table before). He moved his tongue to my entrance and began to lap the juices, drving me even more wild. I held his head for dear life as he continued to send me deeper and deeper into euphoria with his tongue. "Please.... Oh God...", I begged. I had no idea what I was begging for. To end this mind-shattering pleasure that he was causing me? To give the final death blow that would cease the insanity going throughout my body?
As if reading my mind, his lips went to my clit and sucked it in. I screamed, my legs attempting to lock his head between them. He kept them steady as he mercilessly teased my clit, flicking it with his tongue, grazing the skin with his teeth. My hips bucked furiously against his mouth, trying to get away from and get closer to the menacing yet cringe-worthy pleasure that he was giving me. "Ooh fuck!", I said, the start of the many obscenties that would escape my kiss-swollen lips. His hungry mouth devoured me, furiously sucking and nipping at the sensative flesh. A pressure, more intense than I ever felt before washed over me. My body shook uncontrollably as my powerful orgasm took over. I let out a glass-shattering scream, my cum creating a puddle on the table, all while Josh never took his mouth from me. I fell back on the table, arching my body, grabbing the ends of the wooden surface as I came . Through out the madness, I felt his mouth leave and his fingers replacing it, pumping quickly and madly. He wasn't letting me come down just yet, and I fought to not go completely crazy right then and there. "That's right, cum for me, baby.", he commaned and even begged. I moaned deeply, my lips trembling. I looked at him, pleading to put me out of my 'misery'. A second orgasm came over the first one and my body racked with tremors as I screamed again, my legs wide open and flailing about. Josh leaned over and kissed my open mouth hotly, darting his tongue in and capturing mine that was moving about. I moaned in his mouth, kissing back and nipping his lips for making me feel so damn good. A few minutes and finger pumping later and I finally came down from my glorious high. Throughout all my flailing, we ended up on the floor, me on top of him. I drew circles on his now naked chest (In the madness, I was only able to pull his shirt off before we fell to the floor.) He kissed the top of my head. "That was perfect.", I said hazily, pulling his shirt over my naked ass. "Thanks.... I've been craving chocolate lately and couldn't help myself.", he grinned. We both started laughing but were immediately interruped by my smoke detector beeping. Guess who burned dinner? :P
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