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From: Souvie <femecrivainNOSPAM@netdot.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} "S'mores" (MF, oral, food, flash-fic)
Date: Fri, 31 Jan 2003 00:10:02 -0500
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S'mores
by Souvie
copyright January 2003

Reprint only with permission. BJ's welcome at:
femecrivain@netdot.com - or use the handy form on my website:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Souvie/www/

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"This is my dessert?"

"This is our dessert," he corrected.

"Are you sure this is the way you make it?"

"Of course! You're doubting my culinary ability?"

She raised an eyebrow. "I just thought you made s'mores over a fire,
you know."

"We don't have a fireplace," he pointed out. "I'm working with what we
do have."

She surveyed the contents on the counter. "You take graham crackers,
put pieces of chocolate and gooey marshmallows in between, then you
eat it like a sandwich?"

He laughed. "Basically, yes."

"But," she continued, "we don't have marshmallows, so you're using
marshmallow cream. And you can't find any chocolate bars, so you're
using chocolate syrup?"

"Right."

"I'm sorry, sweetie, but that sounds disgusting!"

"Hey!" He assumed a hurt look. "Don't knock it till you try it."

She stood watching him while his words sank in. An impish smile spread
across her face. "Okay."

She moved forward and grasped his belt, working it through the loops.

"Hey! I'm trying to cook here. We can fool around after."

She shook her head. His pants fell to his ankles, his boxers quickly
following.

"I'm serious."

"I know you are," she replied, using two fingers to scoop out some of
the marshmallow cream. She spread it on his half-hard cock. "Now for
some chocolate," she murmured, taking the bottle of syrup and pouring
it all over the marshmallow cream.

"Sweetheart..."

"Shhh, I'm creating." She knelt in front of him. She took a square of
graham crackers, and crumbled them over his now very-hard cock. "Don't
knock it till I try it, right?" she shot back at him, just before her
tongue darted out to slowly lick at the sticky mixture.

He moaned at the sensation.

She sat back on her heels, sampling her concoction. "You're right -
not half bad," she declared.

He grinned in satisfaction.

"Know what I want to have now?"

"Uh-uh." He shook his head while angling his hips a little closer to
her mouth.

"S'more."

His groan at her pun quickly turned to one of pleasure as she finished
her dessert.

THE END

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