# The Taste Test [wet/messy]
She was so smashed after the party, as we sat in the car talking and giggling, she ran her hand up my thigh, removing my keys from my pocket and handing them to me. Our eyes locked as she said she was ready for her surprise. I handed her the blindfold that was sitting at my gearshift, and she put it on as I cranked up and drove away.
Pulling up to our house, I opened the door, reached for her hand as we made our way inside. I picked up a freshly made ice cream cake with strawberries and whipped frosting, then we went to the bedroom.
Still leading her by the hand, I pushed her into the bed, and we locked lips and began making out passionately, she was feeling herself and could feel her nipples begin to get very hard, as she heard various jars open and felt a cool spoon pressed against her lips. I asked her what it was, she said “umm. peach?!”. I told her she won! and took off the top of her party dress, as I started to unbutton my shirt. She reached out, rubbing my chest and torso as she tried another…”Caramel syrup??” “You’re too good at this!” I say, as she feels my erection underneath while I unfasten my belt. I move the spoon against her collarbone, as she feels the syrup run along her cleavage and drip down her bra, then I take my pants off and am down to only my boxers, her hands squeezing my hard erection underneath the soft cotton. “Feels good”, she says as the cold, sticky syrup runs down her belly, and takes off her skirt, showing off her sheer panties. Her hand slips down, rubbing her wet pussy, getting herself even more excited. I can see goosebumps along her arms, as I lift her and sit her down on the cake. She slurs a drunken moan, and begins to grind up and down, getting the cream on her thighs and rubbing it in with her hands, I say “try one more thing” and instead of a cool, metallic sensation, she feels the warmth of my cock head throbbing against her lips. She smiles, as I rub it up and down and her lips purse against it…
As I rub against her lips, she purses them around my hard cock, taking one of her hands and gliding it into her mouth, sucking slowly and bobbing her head to get it deeper. She reaches down to the cake below her, and takes some of the frosting and whipped cream, and begins to massage it on my shaft, licking my head then wrapping her lips, sucking deep and tasting the sweet cream, licking along the bottom with her tounge. I moan in delight as she starts bouncing on the cake, smooshing it further with her bum and grinding it more. She then slips off her soiled panties and tosses them aside, sitting on the messy cake bare, as she jerks me off with her hand. She tells me that she wants me inside, and lays back, still sitting in the messy cake as I kneel too, smooshing it with my knees. I wrap my legs around her gently, and feel the freeze of the frosting against my balls and buttcheeks. I bring my cock to her pussy, and it slides along the cake too, getting lathered with cream as I take a hand and gently slide it in her. She begins to breathe more slowly and deeply, panting as we are both sitting on the cake and I am grinding in and out smooth and steady, our waist bones grind and embrace as I go deeper and faster and we bounce in harmony. I kiss her neck raptorusly as she moans “More! More!” and I shake the bed, smashing the cake more and getting it all over our bodies. I massage her breasts and rub some of the whipped cream there, leaving a handprint. I pull my cock out and rub it against her hard clit as she clenches and bites her lip.
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/5yrsp5/the_taste_test_part_i_ii_wetmessy