Slug CLub

Ch. 53 Fred/Angelina

Food Play

"Ang have you seen my wand?" Fred yelled down the hall of the flat as he came striding out toward the kitchen. He'd thought it had been on his dresser, but he wasn't finding it anywhere. As he came into the kitchen he stopped in front of the counter and felt his mouth fall open. There stood his beautiful girlfriend in nothing but a tank top and panties, holding a can of whipped cream.

"Looking for something?" She said innocently as she stuck the end of the whipped cream can against her lips. Fred had temporarily forgotten how to use words. "I was making us some hot cocoa since it's a bit chilly out," she pressed the tip of the can against her lips and a puff of whipped cream hissed out onto her lips. She slowly licked it away as she stared at Fred, who was also losing the ability to stand apparently as he'd grabbed onto the side of the counter. Pulling the can from her lips, she touched it to the top of her breast and pressed the tip again, this time leaving a line of whipped cream along the top of her breasts. Fred seemed to remember how to at least move, as he slowly approached, eyes locked on hers. When he reached her, he lowered his head and drew his tongue along her skin, taking the whipped cream with it. As he finished and look up at her, she was panting slightly. Smirking though, she pulled down her tank top and popped her breasts free. Taking the whipped cream can a third time, she put a puff of whipped cream just above each of her nipples. Fred liked up the first one, careful to flick his tongue over her tight nipple. When he moved to the other side, he actually captured her nipple in his mouth and began to suck on it as he reached down and grabbed her hips, picking her up onto the counter and slitting her thighs. It was the work of a moment to shove his joggers down and position his cock at her entrance. A slow thrust and he was inside her, savoring the sensations that only she could give him. As he started to pump, he pulled her into a passionate kiss and said against her lips:

"You, Ma'am, are spectacular," she laughed as he picked up his pace and held onto her hips. With a shout she came hard for him, her walls milking his cock. But she would release three more times before he finally climaxed himself with a shout of her name and his knee banging into the counter.

When he finally recovered from his release and the pain that had him hopping on the spot for several minutes, Angelina looked at him and burst out laughing. Throwing a dish towel at her, Fred padded over and picked up one of the mugs that had been set out for what he assumed was hot chocolate. When he picked it up, it was completely empty.

"I thought you were making cocoa?" He said, turning to her and holding the empty mug upside down. She snorted.

"Never actually got that far." Fred rolled his eyes and started for the fridge to make his own cocoa.