special ingredient[MF]

This was with the girl I slept with last time, the redhead. We had been dating for six months at this point and for the most part had a healthy sex life. We did it about three to four times a week normally, usual stuff. We were open about sex though, because we both figured out if we told the other person what we liked, suddenly, sex gets better. I know, crazy right? I had moved in with her after about three months of seeing her, I know this sounds fast, but we had know each other for over ten years prior. Whenever one of us was stressed, we made sure to do something to relieve that stress for the other person. For my girl, she liked back rubs and for me to cook, while I liked what most dudes like. If we were both tired and stressed we usually just crashed and fell asleep, sometimes that was easier and better that doing whatever.

Well, I was working a 12 hour shift at my line cook job. It was slammed busy, I was working over time, I was tired and stressed. I was sitting on the couch watching TV, almost falling sleep. I had just taken a shower, the warm water relaxed me so much I fought to stay awake. The redhead was in the kitchen making some sort of pasta with white sauce, she called me in.

“Hey, I need your help with something”

“ugh..what?”

I thought she needed a taste test or something grabbed from a shelf or something, she pulled out long strands of angel hair pasta and put it on her plate, then covered it in white sauce with meat balls. She set her plate on the table besides me.

“What do you need?”

She put her arms around me and kissed me, I put my arms around her hips and pulled her in. She turned me around and ran her hands down my back and shoulders. Instant goosebumps. She leaned in and whispered in my ear,

“I need a special ingredient”

Then reached down and gripped my dick through my pants. I let out a long sigh, I wanted to ask what she was doing, but I wanted to just see instead of know. She continued, brushing her hands up and down my dick through my track pants. I got hard within seconds. She pulled my pants down and aimed my dick over her plate, and started to jerk me off. She kissed my neck, I moaned, her hands were like silk, cold but soft. She gripped my balls with her other hands and lightly squeezed them. I felt myself about to cum.

“[her name] I’m..i”

“shhh…”

She pointed it right at the center of her pasta, I exploded, soaking the strands in cum, I let out a long moan, she laughed, looking at the webs I was shooting all over her food. She rubbed my back with her left hand and squeezed the tip of my dick with the other, ensuring every drop landed in it.

I reached down to pull my pants up.

“No, keep them off, I might need more of it”

She then sat down, spun the pasta around, and took a bite smirking at me.

I was almost speechless. I grabbed a plate and ate with her, she finished the whole thing. It was by far the dirtiest thing I have EVER seen her do.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8hooy2/special_ingredientmf

2 comments

  1. Holy crap. Won’t lie I am not into food fetish but have seen a few poems with like cream for coffee. Which I find hawt. But dude this cut the cake amazing and hope your still with that amazing gal!

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