Sundae Sunday – Writers Challenge-Kitchen

We were in the kitchen getting ready for Sunday sundae when this adventure began. I’m not really sure how it got started but it did and it was a sundae to remember for both of us.

My wife had gotten the ice cream out already and was getting the chocolate topping out when somehow she spilled a little on her shirt. It landed on her left breast. She asked me to get a wet paper towel so she could clean it off quick. I did but when I came over to hand it to her for some reason I said wait let me just lick it off of you. Before she could protest I had my tongue down there licking it off her shirt. Then things started to get interesting.

She told me how that didn’t get it all off. So then I took the wet paper towel and started to clean it off. That would probably be a stretch because it was more like I was just rubbing her breast. We were getting rather giggly when I took the bottle of chocolate syrup from her. Things were getting sexy silly and about to get even more so.

I reached over and unbuttoned the top button of her shirt and put some chocolate on her chest. “Oh, sorry,” I said with a grin. “Looks like I spilled some more. Let me clean it up.” I told her. With that I leaned down and licked the syrup off her chest. The giggles continued. So I thought why not. I unbuttoned another button and repeated the process.

I told her that the shirt was a mess now and I unbuttoned the rest of the buttons. Then she took it off and threw it towards the laundry room. She was hot standing there in her bra and jeans. I came in close and kissed her hard and with all the passion I could. The room heated up quickly. She took the bottle from my hand and I figured I was the next target. To my surprise I wasn’t.

She took the chocolate and drizzled some on her left breast and down to the beautiful valley between her breasts. It was just above her bra. She asked what I thought. I told her it looked like a delicious scoop of ice cream that needed the chocolate licked off of it. With that I leaned over and started to lap at the chocolate. Then I said, “Oh look, some got down here.” Then I reached inside her bra and lifted her breast out. I began to lick all over her breast now. The giggles changed to moans.

I took the chocolate back and drizzled some more on her breast. I went back to licking the chocolate off of her. Then I said, “Look a cherry on top.” With that I ran my tongue over her stiff nipple. Then I said, “I like cherries.” I took her nipple between my lips and gave it a light tug.

I was working her back toward the kitchen table as I licked. Then I stopped. I reached around behind her and unhooked her bra. I flung to the floor. Then I sat her up on the kitchen table. Her legs dangled over the edge at the knee. I thought thank goodness we bought a stout table.

I took the chocolate and drizzled some on both of her breasts. Then down between them and made a trail down her belly stopping just at the top of her jeans. Then I went back to my chocolate sundae. I licked and licked at the chocolate I had put on her breasts. I made sure those cherries got plenty of attention also. I was getting a rather sexy response to the whole processes. It was all moans now. The giggles were long gone.

Then I started to follow my trail of chocolate down her soft belly. She was starting to squirm now as my licks got more and more sensuous. It wasn’t just the chocolate that tasted good now. I love to feel her soft skin on my tongue. Her scent filled my nostrils with excitement. By the time I made it to the top of her jeans I figured she was ready for what came next.

I unbuckled her jeans and lowered the zipper all the way. I reached up with both of my hands on the top of her jeans and gave them a tug. She raised up off the table so I could slide them off of her. I’m not sure she was expecting me to do what I did next or not. I figured why not just slide both her jeans and panties off in one move. So I did and with no protest.

She keeps things trimmed up rather well down there so I thought I would continue my chocolate trail down all the way to the prize. I did get a little protest but when I said it will wash off and got my tongue down to business the protest ended. My tongue was greeted with plenty of wet excitement along with the chocolate. I licked and licked all up and down her. I would take a break between my tongue strokes and ask if I got all of it cleaned up.

Between her moans she would respond by saying not yet. So I continued to lick her sweetness. During one of the breaks she told me she thought I had missed the cherry on top. I took that as the signal she was ready for me to lick on her clit. The tip of my tongue went straight to the cherry on top and began to lick it fast. Judging by the response I was on the mark.

Her moans gave way to those pre-orgasmic sounds. I could tell she was getting close. I worked her sweetness with all my tongue skills. Her cherry on top was swollen and ready to give its prize. Prize it was as I brought her to a very powerful orgasm.

After some recovery time she slid off the table and told me to come to her. She wrapped her arms around me and held me close. After a rather long and deep kiss she let me go.

Then she said, “Oh look, I got chocolate mess all over your clothes. What should we do now?”

With that she reached over and took my shirt off. Then she unbuckled my pants and told me those needed to come off. Time for them to go to the laundry. As they fell to the floor I stepped out of them. She grabbed me and wrapped her arms back around me for another long and deep kiss.

When we broke our embrace she said, “Is that a chocolate stain down there on your underwear?” I asked her where? She said, “Right there.”

Then she ran her hand over my hardness. I told her maybe she needed a closer look.

“I believe you are right,” she replied. Then she got down on her knees right there where she had a good view of my erection. “Yes, yes that is chocolate on them. They will have to go to the laundry also,” she said. With that she reached up and pulled them down fully exposing my hard erection. I stepped out of them and she flung them to the side.

She stood back up and kissed me. I felt her hands on me rubbing me even more. She said, “You know what I would like?” What I asked? “A banana split,” was her reply.

She led me over to the chair and she sat down. She took the chocolate and spread some on her breasts and between them. Then she said, “These two scoops of ice cream need a banana. Do you have any idea where we could get one?” I told her I thought I did. I positioned myself over her where I could get my hard erection between her breasts. She took her hands and held her breasts together so her banana was between her two scoops of ice cream. I said, “Look we even have cherries on top.” Our giggles returned at this point.

Then I started to rub up and down between her breasts. She said, “I think my banana needs some more chocolate.” She reached up and put some all over me. Then she held her breasts together again for me so I could continue with my movement. (Oh, just a quick note. The chocolate syrup doesn’t make for a very good lube. She could see that as fun as this was I wasn’t responding very well).

“I think I would like to have my banana now,” she said. So I backed away from her some. “I think I need to gobble you up now,’ she said. With that she took me into her waiting mouth and began to lick and suck the chocolate off of me.

I grew back quickly to my full size. She took her tongue and ran it up and down the full length of my shaft as she took the chocolate off of my hardness. Then she took me inside her mouth and sucked on me. Again and again she repeated this. She could tell I was getting close. She would bring me to the edge and then ease up. She had me very, very excited and hard.

Then she stood up and turned around to me. Her soft round ass was there just waiting for me. She braced herself against the table. The she told me, “I need that banana to split me now. I need it deep and hard.”

I slid in with one long hard stroke. I grabbed her hips and held her tight. I thrust hard, deep and fast. Her ass felt good as we made contact with every stroke. It wasn’t long and wave after wave came over me.

When I was done I told her I guess that was her whip cream. We just laughed.

Side note. Strong kitchen table—good investment. Second, yes this got messy but well worth it. Would Monday laundry day be as much fun?