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Subject: Title story: "Food" Author: Anonymous                                                                   55147207
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Food

The day is warm and sunny as I drive up to your house - perfect for

the picnic we've been planning for weeks.

I tap the horn, and you

come running out of the house.

As you cross the lawn, I take

advantage of the opportunity to watch your breasts bounce and your

body gracefully sway under the lightweight blue dress you're wearing.

This is not without effect - when you reach the car, my cock is almost

poking out the leg of my white shorts, and the bulge created by its

length is plainly visible. We kiss quickly, and I slide the car out

into traffic.

The drive to the marina is only about half an hour, but seems to take

forever. We even have a few near misses when my attention drifts from

the road's hazards to your charms, but we eventually arrive safely to

find my uncle's boat right where he promised it would be.

It starts

up on the first try, powerful engine roaring, and we skim out over the

water, leaving a trail of churned white foam behind us.

Soon we are out on the open sea, bouncing across the waves.

Here,

where there is nothing to hit, I'm paying more attention to you than

to the boat.

You are teasingly shifting in the seat to make your

skirt slide higher up your thighs, and leaning over to examine the

dashboard, not incidentally giving me glimpses of your tanned tits

sliding inside your blouse.

All of this is giving me a monumental

hard-on, a detail that has not escaped your notice.

We spend the

entire hour making each other hotter and hotter without a single

touch. By the time we reach the secluded cove on the back side of

Catalina, both of us are fantastically horny.

I run the boat up to the shore, and help you out - not missing the

chance to caress your soft breast and give the stiff nipple a quick

squeeze.

Handing you the blanket, I grab the paper bag and ice chest

that hold our provisions, and we walk up the shore several yards to a

grassy little area overhung by shady trees.

You spread out the

blanket and barely have it on the ground before I am holding you

tightly, my hands squeezing your bottom, my groin rubbing against your

belly, and my mouth locked to yours, tounges writhing and twisting

together.

Our embrace lasts for several minutes, just holding each

other close and kissing hotly.

Finally I raise my head and say,

"Shall we eat?"

Our clothes drop off quickly - I actually pop the button off my shorts

in my haste to get them off. We hold each other again, enjoying the

sensation of skin against skin.

My cock is trapped between our

bodies, and you can feel it throbbing against you.

I move gently

against you, feeling your soft breasts crushed against my chest, the

hard nipples standing out like bullets.

I lift you in my arms,

carrying you across the grass to the blanket, where I lay you down.

Reaching into the ice chest, I pull out a glass and a bottle of

champagne.

I hand you the filled glass, and with a wide smile kneel between your

legs with the bottle. I hold it over your smooth crotch and begin

pouring a slow trickle down, licking it up as it runs through your

pussy. The combination of the champagne and your own juice is

delicious, and I lap rapidly at your cunt trying to catch it all. You

are feeling incredible sensations, as the champagne tickles your

sensitive pussy and I voraciously lick you.

The champagne in your

glass is not going to waste - dipping your fingers in it, you rub it

on your nipples, which are quickly becoming as hot as your crotch. I

begin concentrating on your erect little clit, and the pleasure grows.

You know that orgasm is not far away.

Then I abruptly set the bottle down and reach for the chest again,

this time pulling out a bunch of grapes.

Leaning back over you, I

lick quickly at one champagne-flavored nipple and exchange a kiss

before moving back down between your legs.

Spreading and stroking

your cunt, I begin pushing the grapes inside, one by one. Finally,

they are all inside, and once again I place my mouth over your crotch,

sucking them out. As each pops out and into my mouth, new shivers of

excitement shoot through you, culminating at last in a raging,

explosive climax that almost lifts you off the blanket. Lying back

gasping for breath, you look down at my head, still buried between

your thighs.

"C'mon, I'm hungry too" you say softly as you sit up and I roll over

to take your place on the ground. My cock stands up straight, stiff

and hard, as you bring out the condiments - chocolate sauce, whipped

cream, and a cherry for the top.

Soon my crotch is a mound of

chocolate and whipped cream, the cherry balanced precariously atop my

rigid cock. You waste no time in lapping up the sweet mixture, my

shaft quivering with each stroke of your tongue. A steady stream of

fluid is trickling from the swollen red head, and you lick it off,

swirling your tongue around and around the cherry still miraculously

balanced on top. Finally you slip me into your mouth, and after only

a few moments in that hot wet grip, my cock lets loose, shooting it's

own special sauce into your throat.

Looking down at your chocolate-smeared face next to my still half-hard

rod, I fumble behind me in the bag to see if there is anything left in

our supplies. I find what I am looking for, and gently draw you up

next to me.

Sliding down, tracing a trail over your body with my

tongue, I lie down again between your legs and taste your pussy.

If

anything, it is wetter than before, and a slight taste of the

champagne remains. But then I take the bananna that I am holding in

my hand, and begin rubbing it up and down along the length of your

slit. You moan with pleasure, and reach down to hold your cuntlips

open, showing me your hot pink hole. The bananna slides in easily,

and you gasp as it twists inside you.

Leaving it buried inside, I

lick and nibble your clit for several minutes before pulling it out

again with my teeth, eating it as it emerges from you.

When it is gone, your body is hotter than you can ever remember it

being.

You are desperate to come, your body straining for climax.

Your fingers are rubbing and digging at your clit, and you beg me to

make you come. "We're out of banannas - I guess this will have to do"

I chuckle, and shove my hard cock all the way inside you. Your scream

and my shout at the sensation emerge at the same time, and for a

moment I hold still inside you while we enjoy it.

Then I roll

sideways and pull you close, our sweaty bodies sliding together as my

cock slides in and out of your quivering pussy. Our hands are roaming

over each others' bodies, stroking, squeezing, caressing, and we are

kissing hotly, trying to devour each other with our lips and tongues.

Your climax is first, even more violent than the last, and as your

body shakes and quivers my release is triggered. For long moments we

are held in ecstasy, rolling and bucking on the ground together.

We finally catch our breath, and lean together against a tree, you

sitting with your back to me between my spread legs, with my arms

around your waist and hands idly stroking your belly. You turn your

head and laugh as you say "Hey, you want to go into town and get

something to eat?"
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