Chapter 4

The next morning, I woke up to the sounds of somebody shuffling around the kitchen. I could smell fresh-perked coffee, and hear dishes being set on the table. It had to be Audrey. I wondered briefly if I was letting this situation get just a little out of hand. Pure raging hormonal lust I could understand. Domestic instincts, I couldn't.

I came shuffling out of the bedroom in my bathrobe to find that Audrey had made coffee and set a beautiful table in the breakfast nook, with a red and white checkered tablecloth, and a place setting for one, complete with silverware and folded napkin. And on the table, Audrey had placed herself as the main course, directly on the placemat. She had not a stitch on and her legs were spread invitingly as she propped her feet on the arms of the captains' chair. My eyes must have popped out of my head, and I knew my dick was rising to attention. I gazed in amazement at her pussy. It was covered with whipped cream, topped with a cherry, and sticking out between her legs was the end of a banana that was obviously stuffed halfway into her twat.

"Breakfast is served!" she said, as she propped her head up so she could see my reaction. It must have been good, because she laughed and said, "What's the matter? Never had a banana split before?" She then casually dipped a finger into the whipped cream and licked it off.

"Not like this one." I said as I sat down between her legs and pulled myself up to the table. I nibbled at the exposed end of the banana, and in the process, nudged it a little deeper. She responded by squeezing it back out a little bit. I nibbled my way down to the whipped cream, making sure that each little bite moved the banana enough to be stimulating. Once down to the whipped cream, I began lapping away at it. As I was going to take another bite of the banana, the tip of my tongue touched the area just above her anus, causing her to quiver and squirt the banana right into my mouth. After munching that down, I went searching for mashed banana residue as far as my tongue would reach into her fruit flavored pussy.

"Ooo..." she said as she wiggled and squirmed. I lapped up all the whipped cream, deftly nipping the cherry from the top of the muff-sundae, and proceeded to suck and nibble on her engorged clit. It didn't take long for her to come. When she did, a dollop of banana-flavored juice oozed from her opening. I licked it up and explored for more. Soon, Audrey was working her way up to a second orgasm that seemed to last for minutes.

When her breathing had returned to normal, she opened her eyes and sat up on the table, then stood up and went to the counter. She produced the can of whipped cream, came back to the table and said, "You're not going to let your guest go hungry, are you?" motioning for me to take her place on the table. I sat on the edge of the table, in my bathrobe, and let my feet dangle over the edge. She put a hand on my chest to get me to lie back, and as I did, my now rock-hard cock popped from between the folds of the bathrobe.

"Breakfast of champions!" she said as she proceeded to squirt whipped cream around the base of my cock and covering my balls. Then, holding the swollen purple head of my prick straight up, she spread the cool, white whipped cream up my shaft until only the head showed through. Still holding the head up, Audrey licked each of my balls clean and then gently sucked first one, then the other into her mouth.

Once she had lapped my balls clean, she lapped her way up the underside of my prick, stopping at the top to tickle the sensitive underside. Her tongue tantalized my cock until I was sure I'd blow a nut any second. She realized I wouldn't last long, and slid her mouth down over the head of my cock as far as it would go. I could feel it touching the back of her throat and her tongue swirled and darted along my shaft.

She had my cock in her warm mouth, bobbing her head up and down. One hand pumped the shaft that wouldn't fit in her mouth, while the other gently tickled the underside of my balls. It was too much for me to resist, and I erupted, spewing gob after gob of hot come into her mouth. She swallowed most of it, but some dribbled out onto my stomach. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and watched the head intently as she used her hand to milk one last drop of sperm to the tip. As it appeared at the peehole, she reached out with her tongue to lick it off.