Tenisha’s Sex Scrapbook – Valentine’s Day Chili

Back when she was in college Tenisha had this boyfriend, Mick, and as Valentine’s Day was approaching, he told her he wanted to take her out to a special place for dinner. “I have a better idea,” Tenisha told him. “Why don’t you come over to my apartment and I’ll make you my favorite thing, my super hot chili.”

“Sounds great,” Mick said. “What should I bring?”

“Just your lovely self,” Tenisha told him. “And a couple of six packs of good beer.”

On Valentine’s Day, after some kissing and cuddling, Tenisha excused herself to start preparations, and Mick asked whether she needed any help in the kitchen. “Sure,” she said. And she had him chopping up celery and three kinds of peppers while she browned the meat.

“Be sure to rinse away those seeds,” Tenisha told Mick. He was dicing the three chubby Jalapenos Tenisha had laid out.

“How come?” Mick wanted to know.

“The seeds are way too hot.”

“Oh, I like things hot,” Mick insisted.

“Right,” Tenisha said. “The chili will be plenty hot without the seeds.”

So dutifully Mick rinsed away the seeds.

Soon after that, Tenisha had everything simmering in a big pot.

“How long does it take?” Mick asked.

“A bit over an hour. We have time for a beer and some slow dancing and a few dozen kisses for appetizers.”

“Sounds great,” Mick said. “Let me just pee first.”

Mick returned from the bathroom and Tenisha handed him a beer.

“Mmm,” Mick said, taking a sip. “This is great. I’m really looking forward to the chili. I’m really...”

He paused, an uncomfortable look on his face.

“What is it?” Tenisha asked.

“Nothing,” Mick said. But his face remained contorted. “It’s just ... Ow ... It’s just that my...” He looked down at his groin.

“What?” Tenisha asked.

“My penis,” Mick said. “It burns like crazy. Ow ... ow ... owwwww.”

“Oh, Mick. It’s the oil from the pepper. You got some on your fingers and when you touched your penis you got some there, and that oil is ferocious on sensitive skin.”

“Now you tell me. Ow ... ow ... ow-wow-wow.”

“Poor baby,” Tenisha said. “Let me take a look.”

Mick didn’t resist when Tenisha knelt in front of him, unzipped his jeans and scrolled them down, and peeled down his underwear.”

“Oh baby,” Tenisha said. “So red.”

“What can I do?” Mick pleaded.

Tenisha smiled. “Nothing,” she said. “But maybe this will help.”

For the next dozen minutes, Tenisha used her mouth to minister to Mick’s enflamed cock.

Eventually Mick’s ows changed to ohs.

Eventually Micks ohs lengthened to long urgent moans. And then one last moan of ecstasy and he ejaculated in Tenisha’s mouth.

Mick shivered in post-orgasmic bliss.

Tenisha, her mouth full of cum, smiled up at him.

“Feel better?” she started to ask.

Some of Mick’s creamy seed surged over her lips. Tenisha swiped it up with her tongue. A moment later she swallowed everything.

“Wow,” she said, her mouth empty. “That’s the hottest cum I’ve ever tasted. Wow.” She swallowed three more times, took a long draught of beer, and said, “The chili will be ready soon, but it’s going to seem like ice cream after that.”

Now, whenever Tenisha makes chili, she remembers that time with her old boyfriend Mick.

“It really was hot, his cum,” Tenisha told me. “If there’d been a picture of my face, you’d have seen how it made my green eyes glow.”