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.
“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.
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