Squelch

I closed my lips around the head of his cock lightly as I swept my tongue across the swollen head, tasting and capturing, his groan as I let more of his cock slide into my mouth delighting me. I wanted to please him so much. The hands that had been gripping my shoulders slid away and I felt his fingers tangling themselves in my hair, his palms cradling my head lightly as he began to rock his hips back and forth, fucking my mouth slowly. The cream I had sprayed onto his body was beginning to melt and as it slid through his pubic hair, I used one of my hands to halt its progress, wiping up a palm full of the slop before bringing it between his legs to cover his balls.

His hands tightened about my head as I held his balls in my sticky wet grip, thrusting into my mouth faster now, but I was ready for him, more than ready. My lips gripped around the base of his cock and I sucked hungrily, desperate to feel him cum, my moans of pleasure loud and my teeth gently grazing his shaft a silent warning for him to be careful. He gave a hoarse shout as he started to cum but instead of letting me drink, he pulled free, bathing my face with his hot salty gobs of jism. I looked up and caught the look of naked want in his eyes as he looked down at me, but he said nothing, there was no need to.

I reached for his hands and he helped me to my feet, holding me close to him as he struggled to get his breathing back to normal. I could smell his scent on me; it seemed to block out the sickly smell of the chocolate and cream; despite my sweet tooth, it was him that I hungered to taste more than the chocolate. My hands went to my face, my fingers coating themselves as I pulled free from his embrace.

"Let me taste too Caro." His words were soft as his fingers stroked over my face and as I slid my fingers into his mouth, he slid his into mine, our eyes never once leaving each other's as we sucked them clean.

"I wish I could turn forty every year sweetheart, this is more than I could have dreamed of." I smiled cheekily at him and took a second canister of cream off the table and offered it to him, stepping free of the pool.

"Well, the night isn't over yet is it? We haven't even come close to finishing, I'm just a little put out that you didn't let me in on your secret." I settled myself on the edge of the table, swinging my feet lightly.

"What can I do to make it up to you?" His eyes twinkled as he came towards me, standing between my thighs, the hairs on his thighs tickling mine.

"I'm not sure Ted, there are so many ways..." I trailed off.

He reached for the cream and shook the canister vigorously before squirting it low on my belly; I pulled in a breath, waiting for his next move. Quickly he dropped down to his knees and began to lick at the creamy mess, and it was all that I could do to stop myself from moaning out loud as his tongue began to trail lower, skimming over my newly shaved mound.

"I've always wondered what your pussy would look like covered in cream, I guess now I'm going to find out." His breath was hot against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh and I watched as he brought the nozzle close to my pussy.

I wondered for a moment if I looked half as wet as I felt, because at the mere mention of what he was going to do I could feel my clit start to throb. I didn't have to wait long, the cream that had felt cool against the skin of my chest and belly now felt like ice on the overheated folds of my pussy and I couldn't help gasping.

"Jesus honey I wasn't quite ready for that!" I desperately wanted to feel the hotness of his mouth covering me.

"From what I could see, you were more than ready for something!" He said, giving a laugh that could only have been described as dirty.

My protestations were ignored as I felt the sharp edge of the nozzle against my already dripping hole.

"Take a deep breath darling." His words were soft as he squirted the cream straight inside me.

Shock had me trying to close my legs, a futile gesture as I found out when he brought his shoulders up slightly, stopping my movements so instead I had to be content to put my feet over his shoulders, but I made sure he knew of my discomfort by drumming my heels lightly on his back. My shock turned to pleasure as he buried his face between my legs, bathing his face in my cream covered pussy, his tongue spearing through to find my clit. After a few experimental licks it was apparent that he was going to be in no rush to clean me up and I felt one of his hands reach up, pushing me back down onto the table. I cleared the table of the items I had put there earlier and laid back, watching the curly head, flecked with specks of cream, bobbing up and down between my thighs.

The cream was beginning to melt and it felt as though I had peed myself as it started to trickle down between the cheeks of my ass, pooling at my tightly puckered ass hole. He was building me up slowly, never spending too long my clit; when it looked as though I was about to cum he would move lower, sucking at my cream filled love hole, filling his mouth with the goopy mess before moving back up to tease me. It was only when I started to beg him to fuck me that he brought his hands into play, sliding one underneath me, splaying his fingers over my ass and his thumb against my tight little hole.

I captured my hardened nipples between my fingers and pinched them tightly, feeling the pain course its way deep inside me, heightening the sensations that his tongue was creating between my legs. Faster and faster, he worked me, sucking and nibbling on my clit until all that was coming from my mouth were incoherent mumblings. Suddenly I felt his thumb push through my tight opening and into my ass, I was completely unprepared for the sharp pain and screamed loudly as the first wave of my orgasm hit. The pain I felt was joined with an indescribable pleasure, making it difficult to distinguish between the two. My whole body shook as his thumb stroked slowly inside me, his tongue lapping at the juices that were sure to be flooding his mouth. Gently he blew against my pussy as my breathing started to slow down, sending shivers right through me, distracting me as he pulled his thumb out of my ass.

"I don't think I can wait much longer Caro, do you feel strong enough to get up for a minute?" He sounded as though he had just run a long race.

"Anything for you darling, after what you just did to me, I'm willing to be your dutiful slave for life." I was still trying to gather enough strength to pull myself up to a sitting position, but he gathered my hands in his and pulled me up slowly.

"Be careful what you promise. I want to see your beautiful ass dripping with gunge and then I want to fuck it, if you have any objections you better voice them quickly because if we don't do something in the next minute or so, I'm going to cum all over myself!" There was an urgent look on his face and I knew that there was no way I could tease him by saying I didn't want to, I would have done anything he wanted me to.

"What kind of gunge did you have in mind Ted?" I looked about myself quickly and spotted a carton of ready-made custard, and gestured towards it. "Will that do?" I asked.

"Perfect!" He sounded as though all his birthdays had come at once, and within a minute he had torn the top off and was hauling me off the table.

His urgency began to affect me too and I couldn't wait to feel my ass being fucked for the first time, taking only enough time to set the carton down he turned me round and pushed my shoulders down to the table, so that my face lay against the warmed wood.

"I can't promise to be gentle with you Caro, not this time anyway, but later when we're cleaned up I'll kiss any hurt away." These were his last words as he lifted the carton off the table.

The thick custard landed in a heavy splodge on my ass, not dripping, not sliding; just sitting there until his fingers plunged into the gooey mass, spreading it down over the globes of my ass and the backs of my thighs. I shivered with delight as I felt his custard covered fingers delve in between my ass cheeks, tickling against my tightly puckered little hole; as his fingers worked with a little more speed I began to moan, ignoring completely the lovely wet sounds his fingers were making against my skin. All I knew at that moment was that I needed the contact to deepen; I needed to feel his sweetened fingers sliding into me, stretching my ass. As his fingers stroked me gently, I started to move myself back onto them, letting him know that I wanted more, words were pointless; my need had been communicated with my first few movements.

His hands were still on me for the longest of moments and I let out a yelp of surprise as I felt his tongue take a long dragging lick across my ass, again he did this and I wriggled against him, impatient to feel his finger find its way inside me. A couple of times I felt his fingers probing just inside my tight entrance but they were joined by the bulbous head of his cock, covered with a layer of custard. As lubricants went, it was an unusual one but I wasn't for complaining, not when we were so close.

"Are you sure you want me to do this Caro?" His breath was hot across the small of my back.

"Never surer, now please just fuck me Ted!" I wiggled my ass impatiently and his hand grasped my shoulder as he pushed forwards, tightening on me as I cried out in shock and pain. The pain I had felt earlier with the invasion of his thumb inside me was tiny in comparison and my insides felt as though they were being ripped apart as he slid slowly deeper and deeper into my tight ass.

All I could do was close my eyes and hope that he couldn't see the tears that were running down my cheeks and onto the table beneath my head, there was no way that I wanted to spoil this for him. When it felt as though I wouldn't be able to take any more of him, he pulled back slightly and thrust forwards hard, settling balls deep as the thick custard squelched between us.

His hands relaxed on my shoulders and stroked their way down my spine, rubbing in the chocolate and custard that lay in splodges and puddles, circling wetly as they settled on the globes of my ass, pushing at the slippery flesh so that he could have a good view of his cock nestled within my ass. Ever so slowly, I felt the pain subsiding and a throb start up from somewhere deep inside me and I began to squeeze my muscles around the base of his shaft experimentally, laughing softly as his fingers dug into me, his groans filling the air.

"Are you going to spend all night just standing there or are you going to fuck me sometime soon?" I was suddenly feeling very brave and impatient to know what it felt to have his cock spurting in my tightest hole.

"Oh I'm going to fuck you alright, I just wanted to give you a little time to get used to having me inside your ass." His hands held me down as he pulled nearly all the way out of me, poised only for the briefest of seconds before thrusting hard and deep, making the air whoosh out of my lungs.

My screams rang out as he began to pound my ass, the slap of our flesh louder than normal because of the sticky custard. Every time I tried to push myself up I was ordered back down as he impaled me on his cock harder with each stroke, making my whole body shake with the sheer force of his rhythm. I couldn't believe that he had lasted this long, it felt as though I had been through a marathon, my body ached like it had been completely bruised but still he subjected me to his punishing pace, fucking my ass with a fury that I had never felt in any of our previous lovemaking. Suddenly I felt his cock grow harder than ever inside me, and then the first glorious spurts of his cum bathing my raw ass; soothing as he withdrew slowly, breathing raggedly.

"I'm so sorry Caro, it's just that I've waited such a long time to do that, let me take care of you now." He said between long dragging breaths. My mind was upside down, but I knew there wasn't a single part of what we had shared that I didn't want to repeat at some point in the near future.

"I think I've been waiting a long time for that too, and I think I will need some serious kissing to take this hurt away." My ass was still throbbing as he pulled himself free.

"We better get cleaned up so I can properly survey the affected area then my sweet." His hands were gentle on me, leading me slowly from the kitchen.

Looking over my shoulder briefly I could see our sticky footprints left on the hallway carpet and laughed softly, in the morning there would be no work and I had every intention of seeing him naked and on his hands and knees scrubbing, after all, he wasn't the only one with secret fantasies.