Chocolate

Rory laid Alex on the bed. There was a twinkle in his eyes as he pulled open her robe. Let his hand slide down over one soft, warm breast. Fingers traced across her stomach...and stopped, just a barely, just above her pubes. That was when Rory smiled, and she knew that he had something special planned.

"Why don't you go into the bathroom and shave?" he said.

Alex raised her eyebrow.

"What about you?" She asked.

"I shaved this morning. Clean enough to eat off of," he said.

So Alex slid off the bed and wandered into the bathroom. In truth, she didn't much like shaving her pubes. It always felt weird to see her bare pussy without any hair. Her plump vulva stood out a bit from her body. It reminded Alex of when she grew up, how unhappy she had been at her body—ass and hips too big, breasts too small. Not tall enough, not athletic enough, never skinny enough.

It hadn't been until she was an adult that Alex had come to appreciate her body. Rory had helped. She smiled as she thought about how often his hand would find its way to her ass. It didn't matter what they were doing. He just loved the feel of her bottom in the palm of one big hand...and she loved that he loved her.

So Alex as glad to do this small thing for her lover. She took care to cover every nook and cranny, working by touch and a hand-held mirror. A quick wipe and she was smooth and unblemished down there as the young girl she had once been.

When she came out, Alex felt a nervous flutter in her stomach—and then she smelled it. A sweet, familiar smell that made her mouth water a little—and she saw that Rory had spread out a big plastic tarp over the bed, and had laid out several familiar brown bottles.

It wasn't Hershey's syrup. Some smaller, more select brand. One that smelled more like cocoa. As Alex drew near, Rory upended a bottle and squeezed, and a dark brown goo drizzled out...all over his hard cock.

Alex's eye twinkled. This was going to be a treat.

She sank down on her knees as the chocolate syrup oozed over that stiff flesh. Chocolate was one of her weaknesses. An indulgence she could ill-afford, because she was always worried about her weight. Every calorie she consumed here would take hours to work off in the gym later—yet as the brown goo trickled down over Rory's smooth-shaven balls, Alex knew that she wasn't counting calories. Not tonight.

The taste, as she pressed her lips against his scrote, was like Christmas advent calendars. The dark, almost bitter, semi-sweet chocolate mingled with the warmth of clean flesh. Rory moaned as she licked her way up his shaft, to gather that chocolatey goodness on her tongue and suck it down. All the way to the tip, where the sweet flavors mingled with the salt of pre-cum. Her lover quivered beneath her, his shaft half-smeared with saliva and untouched chocolate.

A part of Alex wanted to mount him right there. Yet the more practical side of her told her that was a straight ticket to a yeast infection. And the kinkier side of her had a better idea.

"Turn over," she ordered Rory. "Knees on the edge of the bed, ass in the air."

She grabbed the syrup. There was something she'd always wanted to try, and this seemed like a good opportunity.

To his credit, Rory didn't flinch as Alex squirted the chocolate syrup down the crack of his ass. Her free hand tugged gently yet persistently at his schlong. Her teeth bit lightly into his buttocks as her thumb flicked his balls. She was glad that Rory wasn't one of those macho assholes who was utterly afraid doing butt stuff made him gay.

Not that there's anything wrong with that, Alex thought ass she licked a rivulet of chocolate off of Rory's taint.

Her tongue swirled around his virgin pucker. She could feel him tense—and that was as great a statement of love as anything else tonight. His willingness to let her have her fun. Play with his body. Alex pressed her tongue against that hard ring of muscle. For a moment, Rory squeezed it tight. Then he **** himself to relax, to let her in.

The chocolate made it more palatable. The semi-sweet syrup squished against her face as Alex pushed her tongue deeper in, to swirl around his hot muscle that sucked on her tongue. The soft little moan that came from his lips sent an erotic shiver down her spine, made her heart leap. Her hand stroked his stiff cock a little faster, thumb and forefinger circled his prick and ran over and over the sensitive crest of his glans.

She wanted to milk him. Her nose buried in the crack of his ass, her pussy dripped down her thighs as she worked him into a sexual tizzy. Inner muscles clenched as she pulled her face away from his ass just long enough to drizzle a little more syrup onto his browneye. To plunge her face back into that hot, goo-spattered ass like burying her face into a chocolate cake.

It was too much for Rory. His prick jerked in her hand, but Alex didn't slow down. Even as the hot, sticky jizz shot out, her hand clamped over the head of his prick, to catch his cum in her palm. A part of her wanted to count the spurts, but as it dripped out over her hand and his cock began to flag, a better idea came to her.

Alex pulled her face away. She brought her hand up to her mouth. White jizz and brown chocolate mixed together.

"Turn over," she said, and he did.

Rory stared into her eyes as she raised her hand up to her face and swallowed his baby batter. Licked her hand clean. His dick, flaccid against his stomach, twitched at the sight of her eating his cum. Bitter as it was, the chocolate helped a little.

"Now," she said, and held up the bottle of chocolate syrup. "I'm going to sit on your face for a while, and drink all of this."

He grinned. As she settled herself down on his face, and his lips licked her fresh-shaved pussy, she thought about what other games they could play tonight, with the chocolate. Maybe, after all, turnabout was fair play...and in fifteen or twenty minutes, Rory could get hard again...

Night can be long, and full of magic. Later on, there would be the clean-up, washing chocolate syrup out of strange crevices. The tummy-ache that came from hard ab-workouts and too many sweets. A vigorous brushing of teeth. A warm cuddle beneath the sheets as the exhausted lovers laid their heads down to sleep. It was a night they would remember for the rest of their lives together.