Baking him cakes because I want to give the urge to put buns in my oven [FM]

I’ve been seeing this guy AJ for a several weeks and things hadn’t been developing to my liking. I decided to bake him cakes to see if he’d be more effusive and get that I wanted to please him. In all honesty I wanted him to be touchy feely with me. The lack of touch from this man has been driving me to the point of irritability from my horniness and extreme desires for playing with myself all day long.

I woke up early to bake this second cake since nothing changed after the first one the previous week. I put on Spotify to some fun music to start preparing everything for the Persian love cakes. I started mixing the different types of sugars. The darker demerara sugar and then the lighter one. It reminded me of his warm skin tone and my paler one. I proceed to add in the almond flour and other ingredients mixing it slowly but firmly gripping onto the whisk as I stir the thickened sweet cake mix. I dip my finger into the mix and savour it off my finger. Something about baking a cake for this man I wanted to impress made me feel a little warm inside. Eventually I put it in the oven and went to go get dressed for my date.

I went into my drawers to find my undergarments and stocking. I put on a nice cute bra that lifted my perky breasts and went to put on some fresh panties. When I noticed my current panties were a little damp, I ran my finger along them and then sniffed my finger. I loved the smell of my desires for AJ so I decided to keep my damp panties on and pull on my black stockings. I threw on my red dress and was feeling excited to see him.

I brought the cake from the oven to cool and then decorate it. I glazed the cake slowly in honey watching how it trickled off the brush and licked some from my fingers wishing I wasn’t alone. I sprinkled pistachios over the cake and admired it. I thought maybe it was lacking something. I wasn’t feeling very traditional today so I looked in the fridge for something else. Ooh cherries would be a cheeky addition. I reached into the tub of glacé cherries and brought it to my lips. I licked the smooth icy outside and then ate it. In this moment my mind couldn’t help but surrender to the naughty thoughts I had been suppressing. I wanted my flushed and needy nipples to be licked and glazed just like those cherries.

I thought about what I wanted to achieve with this cake. I wanted AJ to realise that I want to submit to him and that I need his touch badly. That I dream about his big hairy hands roaming over my petite body, teasing me and pleasuring me until I was losing all control. Until I begged him helplessly to be bend over the kitchen counter whimpering as he licked my dripping little pussy and telling him what I was desperate for. That I was so desperate to be used in the kitchen little his slutty little wife like I’d loved to be, moaning away begging for him to glaze my untouched pussy and to put buns in my oven.

With this thought I raised my dress and slipped my hand into the waistband of my tights reaching in for my soaking needy little pussy. I placed one hand on the counter leaning into it as I stroked my pussy imagining getting licked, fucked and glazed in the kitchen to become his little domestic slutty wife. My pussy was throbbing so much imagining his thick cock thrusting in and out as I held onto the counter top with both hands for dear life. I began rubbing my pussy more and more until I moaned and lost all control and orgasmed with my hand in my tights in the middle of the kitchen. I was so breathless and shaking imagining such a tall man bending me over in the kitchen and making me fulfill my true purpose.

I quickly packed up all my things and brought the cake to the park to meet AJ with my flushed cheeks and soaking wet panties. My cake certainly made him lick his lips…..

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n3cdz7/baking_him_cakes_because_i_want_to_give_the_urge