Tasty Treat


I hear myself let out a low moan as you lick off some of the substance that has trickled down to the side of my waist. I wonder what that tastes like, I think to myself, but no sooner did I have that thought, then I feel your lips on mine. You kiss me and I taste chocolate on your tongue. I tilt my head upward and lean forward in an attempt to sneak in a longer kiss, as you begin to pull away, but you gently push me back into the pillows.

“What did you taste?” you question me. “…Ummm, I’m not quite sure, I think I need another taste,” I say coyly, knowing beyond a doubt that it was chocolate syrup. I’m sure my huge grin gave away the fact that I am fibbing just so I can get you to lick and kiss me again. I feel your finger circle my left nipple where some syrup still exists before placing the tip in my mouth for me to taste. Still tastes good to me! “Mmmm, that’s chocolate syrup, mixed in with you,” I say laughing. You continue to tease me with more sweet treats, tracing moist pieces of fruit on my neck and then licking it off sometimes, or sticking your finger in thick liquids then letting me suck on them, or even putting pieces in your mouth and placing them in mine along with kisses. This continued on for about an hour before you announced that our little game was over.

“Okay, so did I win the surprise?” I say clapping my hands.
“No, you answered incorrectly two times so you don’t get it,” you notify me.
“Wait that’s no fair, I only got two wrong, and it’s hard to distinguish between a lemon and a lime anyway,” I say in protest.

“Alright. I’ll give you one more chance,” you say shifting on the bed. You grab my feet and pull me until I am laying flat on the bed. I strain my ears to hear what you are doing, but I’m not getting any clues. I can feel you carefully place your knees around my ears. A familiar scent reaches my nose mixed with a hint of cinnamon. I can feel the pressure of your body on my chest. Ooo, ooo, ooo, this is exactly the sort of treat I have been waiting for since the beginning of our game. The scent is getting stronger and I have started to lift my head to get a taste, to no avail.
“Are you ready for your tasty treat?” you ask me in a sexy voice. “Yes” was all I could say before I taste your femininity, flavored with cinnamon sauce all in my mouth. <<BACK