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Subject: {ASSM} A Passion for Chocolate {Anoninsac} (Gary's Birthday Celebration)
Date: Thu, 20 Feb 2003 04:10:06 -0500
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WARNINGS: This story depicts consensual sexual
activity between men and women. If you are too young
to read about sex please do not read this.

Happy birthday to you...

              A Passion for Chocolate

Gary lounged in his favorite chair. He was watching
his favorite show, reruns of Gilligan's Island,
laughing at the antics of the Skipper and ogling
Ginger. He was wearing his favorite robe which
charitably could be said to have seen better days.
Actually, it was worn and ratty: the kind of garment
men love to hang onto and drive their significant
others to distraction. 

The commercial started and he noticed that she was
standing in the doorway. His head jerked around and he
straightened in his chair. She was wearing a long
sheer black robe tied at the waist. The robe was sheer
enough that he could tell it was all she was wearing.
"Mind if I interrupt?"

Stammering, Gary said, "No, sure, yeah." He was leaning
forward; his eyes trying to see through the sheer
silken cloth of the robe. As she moved the fabric slid
over her hard nipples, outlining them. His eyes were
locked on the movement of fabric over flesh.

She walked over to the chair her hand behind her back.
"I thought you might like a treat," she said.

Gary tore his eyes away from her breasts and looked
up. "What? Oh yes, a treat."

She knelt by his chair and her hand reached for the
tie of his robe pulling it loose in one long slow
motion. Her other hand joined in. Gary didn't see what
she had just hidden. She smiled at him and slipped her
hands into his robe pushing both sides open. She
massaged his chest and tweaked his nipples. He jumped
from the unexpected sensation. Her hands moved slowly
lower. Her nails barely caressed his belly. His cock
was moving, gaining size, growing with each heartbeat.
Her fingers tangled in his hair circling the base of
his cock then massaging his balls. His cock was almost
erect now as she leant forward, extended her tongue
while looking into his eyes and licked the tip of his
cock. It jumped at the electric touch of her tongue.

She sat back, a bemused look on her face. "Um, I don't
think it tastes very good tonight," she said.

His mind screamed a silent, Noooo. Please suck my
cock, he silently begged. He was panicky now. Was she
really going to get him hard and then do nothing?

Her hand slid along his cock. "Maybe I can think of
something to make it taste better." Her hand
disappeared and then reappeared with a squeeze bottle
of Hershey's chocolate syrup. Gary's eyes lit up.

"I bet this will make it all nice," she said as she
let the thick syrup drip down over the head of his
cock and run down to pool at the base. She bent
forward and slid his cock into her mouth. The syrup
made his cock sticky but her saliva soon mixed with
the chocolate making a gooey but slippery mess. Her
hand was jacking him as her mouth and tongue
concentrated around the head of his cock. She sucked
and licked and jacked while moaning around his hard
cock. It quickly was too much, the thought of her
sucking his chocolate bar pushed him quickly over the
edge. He felt the trembles in his balls. She felt it
too. "Give me the marshmallow topping," she said as
she returned to sucking his cock. He did. The first
spasm seemed to start from his spine causing his hips
to jerk up and filled her mouth with his seed. Another
and then another and another spasm wracked his body
until his balls hurt and he was empty. Empty. The kind
of empty a man feels after having cum for the third
time in an afternoon. He collapsed into his chair
panting from his climax. He looked at the unnoticed TV
to see Gilligan and the Professor clapping wildly.
"Thank you," he said.

She rose up and leaned over him. She bent down to kiss
him. He could taste the chocolate and as her tongue
entered his mouth he could taste the chocolate mixed
with some other slightly salty taste.

She broke the kiss, "Your turn." She pulled her robe
open, settled onto her back on the floor, spread her
legs open and set the bottle between them.

Chocolate, Gary thought and a surge of energy ignited
him. He pulled himself from his chair, shucked his
robe and knelt between her legs. He grabbed the bottle
and upended it over her tits. He made small circles on
her tits outlining the areolas before dripping it
across her belly. He traced around her small
well-trimmed triangle and, with the smallest drizzle
forming a thin line, ran it to the top of her slit. He
held it there as the chocolate slowly ran down her
pussy coating her labia and running down into the
crease between them. Gary set the bottle down and
holding himself over her so he would not smudge the
delicious syrup started to lick clean every inch of
her pale skin. He was in Heaven, chocolate and tit in
one mouthful.

He licked and sucked both tits clean not even noticing
how it was affecting her. He was in chocolate ecstasy.
His tongue followed the thin line of syrup across her
belly and down to her pussy. The chocolate had smeared
and combined with the nectar of her arousal. Gary was
a little disappointed that the chocolate was being
adulterated with pussy. He lunged forward lapping from
the base of her slit to the top to get every drop of
chocolate there was. Gary's tongue sought out every
crevice of her pussy searching for drops of that
lovely sweet syrup. Her pussy was flooding from the
intense sensations. Gary hardly noticed. He found some
chocolate at the top of her slit and Gary fastened his
mouth over it, sucking for all he was worth. His lips
were around the base of her clitoris and the
sensations of his lips massaging her clit along with
his sucking and his tongue ravishing her love bud
pushed her into her own climax. Her hips started
bucking and Gary had to hang on to keep his tongue in
her pussy searching for more chocolate.

She pushed him away finally, "Stop. I'm too
sensitive," she said.

"Sorry. You tasted wonderful," he said.

"Come here," she said.

Gary pulled himself up and lay beside her, their lips
locking in a kiss. "You tasted wonderful too," she
said. "Did you like it?"

"God, yes."

She smiled at the passion with which he said that
pulling his head to rest on her chest. She was happy
her idea had led to such wonderful and passionate sex.

Gary rested his head on her chest thinking about all
that chocolate syrup still in the bottle. He wondered,
`Do we have any vanilla ice cream?'





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