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"You know how I've told you how beautiful I think you are?" he whispered in her ear. She nodded eagerly remembering all of the times he had told her so. His breath was warm on her cheek as he spoke softly to her, "Now we're going to find out how delicious you are."
She heard a kind of slurping sound and wondered what it was just as the bed shifted again as he moved around and down between her legs, spreading them apart a bit wider. The warm wonderful touch of his hands returned to her belly and thighs and pussy as he moved his fingers and palms over her writhing body. Suddenly she felt a damp sticky sensation as he moved his hand on her mound. It felt as if he was massaging something onto her and the smell struck her. Strawberries? No, it was an artificial strawberry smell like syrup. Then she heard the telltale sound of an aerosol can being sprayed and felt the chill of some light whipped cream being applied to her.
"You remember how I told you that my favorite dessert is fresh strawberry shortcake," he said with a chuckle. "Well, baby, you're about to become the shortcake."
He reached up and spread more syrup on her breasts and applied a topping of whipped cream to each. Her body shivered from the sensations as she felt the syrup begin to warm up and run in rivulets over her body. She heard him moan low, then came his tongue down on her, licking and lapping in circles around each breast, then down to her pussy. She tried to move herself toward him as if offering herself up to him. He hummed and moaned as he worked feverishly to lick her clean.
"Oh, David!" she cried out as he licked her breasts clean leaving them just a bit sticky.
He cupped each breast tenderly and suckled each nipple, drawing his tongue around the aureole teasingly.
"Oh, God, honey!" she moaned.
Then he moved down to finish off the syrup and cream running down from her belly along the slit of her pussy and the crack of her ass. His lips and tongue went everywhere, licking the cream off, lapping at the sticky syrup. He picked up her hips and drove his tongue back and forth along her crack, reaching into every crevasse that sheltered some of his favorite flavor. Spreading the cheeks of her ass, she felt his tongue tease at the puckered opening of her anus. And then, as he finished up on her pussy, she came again violently, surrendering to the endless flicking of his tongue on her clit.
"David! Oh, honey!" she called out. "Oh, David, eat me! Yes! Oh, yes!"
He held her trembling hips in his hands, pressing his mouth firmly against her pussy, his tongue buried as deep inside her as it could reach. As the tremors began to subside, he set her back down to the bed and moved over to her side. There were some more slushing sounds and he leaned down near her face again.
"Are you hungry, baby?" he asked. "Want something to eat?"
She wasn't sure how to respond but nodded her head.
"Good," he laughed. "Because I'm going to make you a banana split, and I don't think you need me to explain that one."
She heard the sound of the whipped cream and then smelled something almost like pineapple. David was moving now and she felt him climb up and straddle her chest. Reaching down to lift her head upward, he tucked a pillow under her head.
"Ready for dessert, Holly?" he asked. "Is my baby hungry?"
She nodded her head and opened her mouth, eagerly imagining what would come next. Sure enough she felt some whipped cream brush against her lips and began lapping at it. Quickly she licked her way through to the pineapple syrup that was coating his cock, which was waiting for her underneath. She eagerly licked and lapped at him and he eventually moved himself so that she could suck his cock inside her mouth. She wriggled her body underneath him in pleasure as he began to move his cock in and out of her mouth. As he moved his cock around her face, she tried to lick and suck all of the sticky sweet syrup from him that she could, feeling him moan and sigh each time she'd suck him back into her hot mouth.
Oh, Baby!" he moaned, as he moved himself in and out of her.
He was leaning over her, his cock suspended just within reach of her hungry mouth. She lunged at him crazily now; literally trying to eat him with little bites and nibbles. Soon she had cleaned everything off and could taste the flesh of his cock. He began to thrust himself into her willing mouth. She could hear the fast pattern of his breathing. How she wanted to be able to reach out and hold him and fondle him, yet had to settle for the sucking and licking instead. Finally he moved back away from her face over to her side again.
"David, honey, please come back," she cried.
The next thing she felt was a warm washrag running over her body cleaning up most of the sticky sweetness that had covered her just minutes before. He gently cleaned off her breasts and belly and pussy and butt. She felt a chill as soon as he took the warm rag away, especially in her sensitive nipples that were now standing stiffly upright.
"What's the matter baby?" he teased her. "You look cold. Want me to warm you up?"
She squirmed within the restraints.
"I've got a special treat for you now," he said sitting beside her on the bed. "I've been dreaming about this for a long while."
As soon as his hands reached over to touch her, she knew what it was. They were warm and coated with scented oil, coconut perhaps. She responded to his touch as his loving hands began to move over her, massaging the oil into her body. He started up near her shoulders, then her breasts and torso, her belly and thighs, and every part of her body that he could reach with her laying on her back. She loved the feel of his hands on her and the way that he kept at least one hand on her at all times. Every part of her was tingling beneath the wonder of his touch.
"David can you let me up now?" she asked. "At least let me see you."
"Well, seeing that you have been a pretty good sport about all of this, maybe so," he said still keeping his hands ever moving on her. Even though he had been massaging her, it was easy to feel the tense energy building up inside her. "So what will you do if I turn you loose?"
"I'll do anything for you, anything, just let me up, okay?" she pleaded.
His fingers were dwelling on her sensitive nipples, now warm and well oiled. She couldn't believe how hot she was, how pencil tip hard they were, and she squirmed beneath his commanding touch.
"Tell you what," he said slowly. "We'll compromise."
She felt his fingers move up her body, dragging along her neck, then finally reach for the blindfold. She blinked when the subdued lights in the room flickered into view. She looked up to see David's smiling face gazing down at her. She looked around the room and could see him sitting naked beside her. Her body was golden and glistening from the warm oil. He leaned down to kiss her lightly and keeping his lips in contact with hers, he moved around so that he was hovering over her body. His cock hung down and bumped up against her pussy. She began to move her hips so that she rubbed against him; her legs spread wider hoping to draw him inside.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Holly?" he asked as they continued to kiss. "Do you want me, Baby?"
"Oh, God, yes!" she moaned as she wiggled under him. "Fuck me. Please, David, fuck me."
As hot as she was for him, as slick as her lightly oiled pussy had become, and as hard as his cock was, there was little to stop his cock from pushing it's way down inside her. With a long deliberate and slow stroke he slipped deep inside her pussy, both of them savoring each inch of him that disappeared inside her. He penetrated her up to the bone then began to pull back out, more slowly than when entering her. He held himself up from her body and looked down at her. Holly appeared to him as a wonderful mix of beauty and passion. Her eyes were filled with lust and desire; her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue of arousal; her mouth was open and her breathing fast and deep; her body writhing with pleasure. David wanted to savor every moment of this, the look in her eyes, the movement of her body, and the way she made him feel as they pushed together.
"Baby, I love the way you look tonight," he said, his own feelings of lust and desire growing with each second. "I want both of us to remember all of this."
"Oh, David," she called out, rocking her hips, grinding herself on him.
He pulled his cock all the way out of her and she moved her legs together and felt her lips squeeze the head as it popped free. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down the length of her pussy several times, as slowly as he had his tongue earlier. She tried working her hips into position so that it would be taken inside her, but he fended off her attempt. A devilish smile came over his face.
"This is for all of the times that you have teased me, Baby," he said. "All the times you told me things on the phone, online, in your letters, in person."
With that he pushed his cock into her, just the head, and then pulled it all the way out. Then inside a bit farther, before pulling it back out all the way. Each time he went inside it was a bit farther than the last, but each time he pulled himself completely free of her. She wanted him in her, she wanted him deep inside her, and he knew it and could see it expressed in her eyes. But then she could read his feelings just as easily by looking up at him. His hazel eyes were glazed over with passion for her. She felt the hunger in him and wiggled her body to accommodate his desire. With each stroke he was moving deeper inside her until at last they were again bone-to-bone, and she could feel all of his long hard cock inside her. She tried squeezing herself tightly around him, trying to trap him inside.
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