ice cream shop

ice cream shop

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

the ice cream shop can be a place of eroticism.

Summary

the ice cream shop can be a place of eroticism.

Content

Submitted: February 22, 2016

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Content

Submitted: February 22, 2016

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He sat in the ice cream booth next to the window and noticed in the next window down a view of a woman sitting with her eyes closed as she ate a bite of ice cream from the cone. She is smiling and looking like she has had the best thing in the world at her lips. He moved in his seat, as he dipped into his bowl of ice cream, dropping the spoon instantly as he watches her tongue lick her lips moaning as she sticks it out, laying it on the cone, licking in an upward stroke to move along the creamy ice cream in a slow motion with a look of pure ecstasy on her face. The ice cream is scooped on her tongue and placed in her mouth as a shiver slides along his back down feeling it in his groin tightening and raising his cock into a rod of steel. His tongue licked his lips feeling that coldness and sweet taste of the ice cream he had shivering.

He felt her tongue slowly licking his cock as she licked up in that forward motion scooping the ice cream and seeing it disappear into her mouth, drawing a groan out of him. He reached for his spoon and gathered ice cream on it and placed it in his mouth as he saw her turn her head to watch him. He took the spoon out of his mouth and slowly licked the front and backside as he watched her watching him. He could see her intake of breath as she moved in her seat. Her hand shook as she licked more of the ice cream watching him from the corner of her eye as he continued to scoop and lick the spoon thoroughly.

He felt as if they were making love as ice cream flowed down their throats, shivering as the cold sent chills up their spines watching each other. He scooped the last bit of ice cream off of his spoon as he watched her open her mouth placing the head of the ice cream to her lips, opening them wide and taking it into her mouth. He dropped his spoon again, trying to find a way to get her to follow him out the door to his truck. He watched as she sucked the ice cream down then leaving an empty cone as she cleaned her hands and lips, getting up slowly walking by him as he got up and threw his trash in the can after her, leaving out the door as she did.

She waited for him to lead the way and followed him to his truck. He opened the door and opened the back door as she got in and by the time he got in, shutting the door she was nude with her legs spread for him to treat her like the spoon he had. He leaned down breathing in her scent as his tongue ran along her lips opening them as he tasted her juice of honey, groaning with a new need building deep within him. He treated her lips and opening like a spoon cleaning her juice and pushing deep with his tongue to clean all the juice inside of her. He was groaning deep and reached down to undue his pants that were heavy against his erection.

He pulled his cock out groaning again with the relief from the pain. She placed her hands on his head and moved so he could lie back on the seat and she placed her knees on the sides of his shoulders as she leaned down and placed her tongue on the tip of his cock, licking as slow as she did the cone of ice cream. He jumped with pleasure and reached deep within her with his tongue moving it in and out then placing his lips on her clit nibbling it then sucking it hard. She cried out as he kept sucking on her exciting him more as he moved his tongue back inside of her tasting the honey that was dripping out.

She moved her mouth down over him taking him deep within as he shook from desire riding hard with his hips moving In a slow rhythm, matching her tongue movements, until they both forgot everything they were doing other than the desire that pushed and edged them closer to the cliff. She sucked him hard on the tip causing a deep groan and a hard thrust in her mouth as he fell off that cliff with her following him, taking everything he gave as his face was flooded with her juice. They rested a few moments, with her getting up off of him helping him up to sit back resting from the release. She placed her clothes on then opened the door, turning to look at him with a smile saying; “Next week, same time?”  He grinned, nodding yes, as she got out of the truck closing the door after her.

 

 


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