I am wearing a 1950’s style dress that flares out at the waist and making chocolate chip cookies. The kitchen smells warm and happy. You come into the kitchen as I am bending over to take the cookies out of the oven. You hope that I am not wearing any panties. You slowly reach up under my dress and caress my ass cheeks gently, pleased I have nothing else on. I can barely concentrate on taking the cookies out of the oven but I manage it. I stand up, set the cookie sheet on top of the stove. You think I am going to turn around and give you what you want. But instead, I act like you aren’t there, keeping my back to you. You hear a quickening of my breath and know I am excited. I proceed to take the cookies off the baking sheet onto the cooling rack anyway. You are kissing my neck, fondling my breasts. You unzip your pants and press your hard cock onto my ass. Doing everything you can to get me to turn around. Finally, I take the last cookie off the sheet and turn around. I give you a bite of cookie. As you feel the warm chocolate melting in your mouth, I kneel down and take your cock into my mouth, slowly, deeply. Finally you can take no more and lift me onto the counter. You slide the tip of your cock into me and can feel that I am dripping wet, that it was torture for me to pretend to ignore you.
I arch my back, begging you to go deeper, faster. I wrap my legs around your hips trying to pull you in. You make me wait, resisting my efforts and punishing me for making you wait. You fuck me with just the tip until I am about to cry from desperation. Then you pull out and finger me until I cum hard, gushing onto your hand and soaking my dress. Before I am even done cumming, you pull out your fingers and fuck me, your cock is aching and straining from all the foreplay. When you do cum, it is intense and takes your breath away. You can barely stand, leaning onto me to catch your breath.
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fv4tqu/playing_1950s
So wonderful.
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