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The Impress of Ice Cream

Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel

Chapter 1

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Piggy Naomi's hogging the ice cream, but Auguste figures out a way to share. Illustrated.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Food   Illustrated  

Ice Cream mounded high above the rim of Naomi’s bowl.

“You going to eat all that?” Auguste asked. “Doesn’t look like there’s any left for me.”

Naomi blushed. “I’m a horrible pig, aren’t I? I deserve to be punished for my greedy impulses and outrageous selfishness.”

“No, no,” Auguste assured her. “You’re much less piggy than I. And surely you deserve that ice cream. But don’t think I’m not going to punish you.”

Kneeling on the spare room bed, cuffed to the bedframe, Naomi had no recourse but to allow Auguste to spoon the ice cold ice cream into her mouth. But before she could swallow it, he pushed a second spoonful between her lips. And then a third.”

Her mouth full, Naomi couldn’t complain. Some of the ice cream squelched out.

“Oh oh,” Auguste said, noticing the incipient drip. “You don’t want to get it on your nice clean nightie. Using the spoon, he bared Naomi’s breast.

Naked woman with negligee, tied to a bed, being fed ice-cream by a naked man

“There. Now you’re safe from spills,” he pronounced, and he smoothed the curve of the spoon around the halo of Naomi’s nipple until the bud became decidedly erect, and then he pressed the spoon against the taut nipple, and when it sprang back, her pressed it again, and again, and again.

Once the stiff nipple was thoroughly coated with ice cream, Auguste applied his lips He sucked avidly, and Naomi whimpered.

“Delicious,” Auguste commented. “What a wonderful topping. I bet the other nipple tastes just as good.”

“I was right,” he declared, after having kissed half a dozen spoonfuls of ice cream from Naomi’s other breast. “But it’s not fair, is it? Your nipples shouldn’t have all the fun.” Without waiting for Naomi to object, Auguste spooned several dollops of ice cream upon Naomi’s belly button. Immediately, the cream began to flow, a thick, milky river hastening towards the plump mound of Naomi’s pussy. After adding an extra scoop, Auguste used the spoon to guide the ice cream river to the notch of Naomi’s sex. Bathed in the cream, her clitoris lifted. Her cunt opened.

“How sweet,” Auguste said. “But this spoon is too wide an implement for the feeding that now needs to be done. Luckily I have another tool that should suffice.”

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