Sweet Semen of the Sweet Pastry Chef

I lifted myself slightly and grabbed a bit of vanilla ice cream from the display case and thoroughly coated the hot eggs with it. The ice cream melted slowly in my mouth, I sucked on the eggs and crushed them with my teeth, feeding on the melted mixture. The cock bounced on my face, persistently searching for a crevice to nestle into. I squeezed it between my fingers while continuing to lick the swollen eggs. After I thoroughly licked them, I lowered my hungry tongue towards the anus and gave it a little attention as well.

I was waiting for my friend at my favorite pastry shop in the neighborhood, favored not only for its wonderful cakes and delicious ice cream but also for the adorable pastry chef, with whom the two of us always received special treatment of kindness. I arrived twenty minutes early, hoping to enjoy the view of the taut muscles that were visible beneath the white uniform. The light, airy pants and the loose shirt fit the dark-haired, tanned young man perfectly, and he was aware of his appearance, constantly winking and smiling at us, knowing that we were devouring him with our eyes. Sometimes we wouldn’t see him because he was in the kitchen kneading cakes, but most of the time he would be working at the counter and only occasionally going to the back rooms.

I took the table closest to the ice cream display and asked him for a scoop each of chocolate, punch, and strawberry. He quickly and skillfully filled a glass bowl with three scoops, sprinkled it with whipped cream, and decorated it with melted chocolate, smiling at me with his pearly white teeth as he served it. Along the way, he asked me some usual questions, out of courtesy, and gently touched my shoulder again. I watched him intently as he precisely arranged cookies on trays and decorated ice cream cups. I melted from his occasional glances, sensually and unmistakably licking the spoon. Noticing that he was increasingly stopping to look at me, I tried to take longer licks, slowly melting each bite of ice cream. I mixed all three flavors together and licked my lips deliciously until I completely emptied the bowl.

After just a few moments, I received a new serving of ice cream, but this time in a cone. He handed it to me while gently stroking my arm, and as he was leaving, he whispered to me how I enchanted him with my thorough licking and that he wanted to enjoy watching me lick the ice cream from the cone. There wasn’t much work, and he could afford to lean against the display case and watch my tongue dance over the cold, smooth mixture. He approached me again and suddenly licked the tip of the cone, managing to touch my tongue at the same time. I was thrilled by his intrusion and passionately licked his plump lips, letting him know that I would gladly lick something other than ice cream. He responded with a gentle kiss on my mouth, and I, not wanting to waste time, placed my palm on the hot cock, which was already slowly rising under the white uniform.

He looked at me with an even brighter gaze than before, which gave me the courage to discreetly unzip his pants and place the long, swollen cock in my hand. I was ready to immediately put it in my mouth if my favorite pastry chef hadn’t pulled me by the hand and led me behind the glass display case. I knew he was very eager for juicy sucking, and in an instant, I knelt down and shoved the thick cock into my eager mouth. He slowly pushed it deep into my throat, while my greedy tongue danced around his bulging veins. His cock was becoming bigger and juicier, while my pussy was getting wetter and more eager for his truly sweet cock.

While I was working him with my little mouth, he continued to slice cookies, arranging them neatly on metal trays. I was swallowing him deeper, tightening the smooth skin at an increasing speed. Now and then, I slowed down to nibble on the swollen tip, and then suddenly dove the entire cock down my slippery throat. He placed his hands on my head and began to stroke my hair; his caresses became rougher and more aggressive, pulling my head harder, wanting to show that he loved the accelerated rhythm. I sucked him as fast as I could, and he quietly and sweetly moaned, no longer paying attention to the cookies or the guests who were only on the terrace. After a few moments, the moans became louder, prompting me to tighten my grip even more and swallow him completely; I licked him like the finest ice cream until he filled my mouth with warm sperm. I

shook out the last drop of sticky liquid into me, and I greedily swallowed it, licking my lips in satisfaction. His cock stood out over my face as if it was asking for more; I grabbed his balls with my mouth and started to massage them with my tongue in circles. I lifted myself slightly and grabbed a bit of vanilla ice cream from the display case and thoroughly coated the hot eggs with it. The ice cream melted slowly in my mouth, I sucked on the eggs and crushed them with my teeth, feeding on the melted mixture. The cock bounced on my face, persistently searching for a crevice to nestle into. I squeezed it between my fingers while continuing to lick the swollen eggs. After I thoroughly licked them, I lowered my hungry tongue towards the anus and gave it a little attention. The aroused pastry chef held tightly to the edges of the display case, making gestures that let me know he might release the hot liquid again. I quickly grabbed a glass bowl from the shelf, he grabbed his cock, and began to thrust it even harder into my oral cavity.

I no longer knew what I preferred, so I alternately chewed on the cock and the eggs. I pulled them into myself as if I would swallow them, performing a wild massage with spiral movements of my tongue. The aroused pastry chef with the white cap was already dancing quite vigorously, and he was hitting my hungry mouth with his thick cock more and more. I insatiably swallowed him, glancing at his flushed face; he was mumbling something, but it didn’t matter to me, I just wanted to suck him properly and satisfy him. I unbuttoned the first three buttons of my blouse and pulled my breasts out of the tight bra, as my nipples had started to hurt significantly. I worked on his cock like a diligent worker, while my breasts wildly bounced, seeking something to rub against.

I struggled with that sweet giant, firmly squeezing him and hitting him with his tip against my soft lips, and suddenly my sweet boyfriend began to tremble violently, releasing even sweeter liquid onto my lips. I squeezed his cock and drained it to the last drop into a small glass bowl, then licked the remnants of that fine and fresh cream from my lips. I still held onto his cock and pulled him towards the back room where the sweets are made. I took the bowl with the fresh dessert with me. I unbuttoned my pants and pulled the fabric away from my panties from my hot pussy. It was so hot that I could hardly wait to cool it down with thick sperm; the truth is, it hadn’t even had time to cool down yet, but it felt perfect to me. I mischievously smeared it over my clitoris and swollen labia, while my pastry chef watched me with glassy eyes and his cock still held high.

I allowed him to smear sperm over my pussy with his hot cock, but when he mischievously wanted to place it in the wet cavity, I suddenly pulled him back, saying that I was still hungry and that I would gladly tidy him up in my little mouth again.

He laid me down on the cardboard spread out on the floor and greedily began to squeeze my two voluptuous breasts, pressing them together as much as possible. Then he pressed his cock between the two round globes and strongly began to push towards my hungry lips. I lifted my head to reach that delicious morsel; fortunately, it was so big that it quickly reached my mouth. I licked it at the tip, begging him to push it deeper into me. My breasts were tightening around his cock more and more, wanting to capture it as tightly as possible. He was shamelessly squeezing them, pushing his cock deeper into my eager, slippery throat. I squeezed them tightly so that my sweet boyfriend could pay more attention to pushing his cock into my eager mouth. I could hardly wait for him to feed me again.

I deeply sucked him, not wanting to let him out of my mouth at all. He pushed it at great speed, and then released a warm stream onto my face. I greedily caught it with my tongue, licking myself like a satisfied cat. He filled me completely with his warm sperm, but I was still hungry, so he promised me another ice cream in a cone. He would have let me enjoy his cock even more, but my friend had already been waiting too long, so we postponed it for another time. I quietly enjoyed the thought that I wouldn’t let my sweet boyfriend fuck me at all, but that I would always just suck him. And enjoy the waves of his sperm.