Frosting Fun (Part 1 – Initiation)

You come home to find me making 100 cupcakes for a fundraiser. The girls had disappeared and left me to do all of the work. You come into the kitchen and sit down to take off your boots. You look at all of the cupcakes and me and say, “Looks like you have a lot to do. I guess I will go upstairs and read.”

I say, “If you help, I will make it worth your time.” Noticing the gleam in my eyes, you waggle your eyebrows at me and ask how so.  I tell you to change and find out for yourself. You watch me for a moment as I suck frosting off my finger rather provocatively.  You smile, grab your stuff to go upstairs and as you pass by you kiss the frosting off of my lips promising to be right back.

When you come back to the kitchen, you sneak up on me and stick your finger in the frosting and wipe it on my neck where you can easily lick and kiss it off. You know how much I like that, so it gets the reaction you desire. Your hands slide around my waist, pulling me closer, and you inquire as to what I need help with and what your reward is for assisting. I smile and sigh since I am still enjoying your efforts at getting the frosting off my neck.  I tease you saying you have to help before you can get your reward. Your hands slide up and cup my breasts pinching my nipples gently, and you tell me that you could change my mind.

I say, “I bet you could too.”

You say, “Good because I think I am going to need a little motivation,” as you release the clasp on my bra freeing my breasts.

We both moan as your hands cup my bare breasts and your hard cock pushes against my bottom. You continue to kiss and nibble on my neck while you gently roll my puckered nipples between your fingers and cup the weight of my breasts in your hands. I turn so that our lips meet and our tongues can tangle, heightening our need for one another.

You push the baking stuff out of the way and help me up onto the counter helping me remove my top and bra as quickly as possible. You smile a predatory smile and grabbing the frosting bag you squeeze some onto both of my breasts, and then you feast on them driving me wild.

While I am thoroughly enjoying your ravishing and moaning my pleasure, your hand snakes under my skirt and you run your finger down the center of my panties, thrilled to find them damp. You slip your finger inside and tease me with your knuckle. After a few minutes, I am wet and slick just begging you to satisfy me. We both grab at my panties trying to get them off. As soon as they are off, I release your protruding member from your shorts, and you slide your hard cock into me.

Yes, we both moan as soon as you thrust in all the way. I wrap my legs around you and beg you for more. You are more than happy to comply. You love how wet and wanting I am and thrust into my slick folds with reckless abandon watching my breasts bounce and driving us both over the edge.

Since your sexual hunger is temporarily satisfied, you help with the cupcakes all the while inquiring about your reward. As we clean up, I set aside a bag with some frosting left in it. Once we are done cleaning up, I walk over to you with the frosting behind my back. I snuggle up to you kissing you and telling you how grateful I am for all of your help. I allow our kissing to heat up by running my hands all over your chest and shoulders and through your hair. I eventually slide my lips down your chest as my hands go on an exploration of their own.

I drop to my knees and look up at you with a mischievous grin as I release your semi hard cock from its confines. I trail my tongue down your length, and you moan. I circle your cock with a spiraling ring of frosting and begin a sensuous journey to lick it all off. I lick and suck and slide my warm wet mouth up and down on your hard cock. I swirl it with my tongue and use my hand to help increase your pleasure. You grip my hair and thoroughly enjoy watching my mouth slide up and down on your shaft bringing you great pleasure and pushing you over the edge.

Smiling and thinking about how wonderful frosting is, we head upstairs for the night bringing the frosting with us because you have great plans for it.