Candy Apples

I look at my phone and realize it’s Candy Apples.

Meet me for coffee later?

I pause. Meeting an Appeal for coffee almost certainly means sex.

In my mind I hear “meet her”. It is an odd request from my Master, but he is not to be refused.

I text back.

Why not. When

I head to the Holy Host, as she is off in fifteen minutes. I pull in and enter the bar. Candy is just packing up.

“Can you follow me? My place is close and I make the best coffee.”

I nod and she grins at me.

She is right about her place being close. I park on the side of the street and follow her into her building.

I enter her apartment and it’s meticulously clean and modern. Before I get a chance to look around more she kisses me.

I haven’t had sex in a while and I feel a bit awkward. However, my body seems more responsive than usual. I kiss her back passionately.

She pushes down my pants and begins to nibble my neck. I’m hungry for her. I unbutton her pants and practically rip them off.

She giggles and one of her fingers finds my clit. I push her down onto the bed and dive into her sex.

She tastes like her name and I lick away, furiously. She is good and juicy. I tease her clit like she teases mine. Soon we are both moaning.

I scream as I climax and I feel her spasm beneath me.

I bask in the pleasure, and lay beside Candy. She looks at me.

“Fuck, for a Blue you’re awfully skillful. Congratulations, you made my fuck list. You can call me anytime.”

“Thanks?” I say, unsure quite how to respond. “I should go.”