1. Strawberies and Cream, Part 1


    Date: 6/14/2016, Categories: Seduction, Author: Fritz2011, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    trying to rinse it out. That’s when the strawberry penetrated into her vaginal canal. She felt it rotate within her and briefly wondered why. Then she realized the pads of his fingers were now angled upwards, pressing gently against the roof of her inner sanctum. The middle finger continued to push; the fingers on each side massaged her roof, sides and base in a pistoning motion. It took a little while, but the strawberry went as far inside her body as it could go, which was quite a distance. In the process, the middle finger pressed on a patch of slightly rough skin at the anterior wall of her womanhood. The Grafenberg spot. Meanwhile, the pinkie was running along the inside of her lips, collecting nectar which it then transferred to the thumb, which was rubbing along the hitherto-untouched bundle of nerves at the top of her entrance. David had just a little more he wanted to try. He took his arm off Kayla’s neck for a minute to push his place to one side and show her a $50 bill, in addition to his half of the check. So the waitress could get an extra tip, in case she came back a little early or a little late. His right hand stayed where it was for a little bit as his left hand picked up a split strawberry from her plate. He very carefully and gently rubbed it along her chest inside the dress, gathering up her whipped cream and painting her nipples a new shade of red that faintly matched her hair. Then he slid underneath the table very quietly, taking the strawberry with ...
    him. Kayla could hardly describe what she felt next. That damned cold strawberry moved along the insides of her thighs, following the cream pattern. Sometimes it would pull away and she could hear David’s tongue licking it. Sometimes David’s tongue would simply lick up the mixture. He didn’t follow a set pattern she he licked up and down and around her thighs, which were quivering in such a way that they weren’t much good for walking for a while. She certainly gave a thought to crushing his head or neck between them if he didn’t … hurry … the fuck … UP . At last he reached her juncture, his destination. Or was it? Kayla heard him blowing on her strawberry blonde pubic hair; thank God it had grown back, because he seemed to really like it. Then – damn it all over again! -- he went over it and over it with the sliced strawberry. She thought she would lick off the strawberry juice, but no – he used his own napkin, which he had taken under the table, to pat-dry the hair and go on. The sliced strawberry was in his mouth now. Kayla realized her own special brand of cream had been running from her and was lining her inner buttocks right to and beyond the anal opening. There came the strawberry, mopping it up. Then came his tongue, collecting the mixed juices as she raised into an athlete’s stretch position, as if standing straight at a 45-degree angle, her feet still on the floor. She heard a loud smacking sound and assumed he has swallowed the strawberry. Well, half right. Actually, ...
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