Food Service

“Make us dinner,” snapped my brother quickly. “We want Mac and cheese.” What was he, seven? But I went into the kitchen and got started. I heard them talking in low voices. When I stirred the pot, I felt my ass jiggle, and I burned with embarrassment, knowing their eyes were glued to it.

When the food was ready, it sat in a big pot on the stove. But before I could turn around, I heard “bend over” from Odis, and as I did, felt his massive hand swat my ass. It stung like hell. My boobs landed in the mac and cheese. I realized Odis’s hand stayed there and started moving down further toward my pussy. He stuck two fingers in me, deep, and chuckled when I grunted in discomfort. Still bent over, I heard him licking his fingers and making a stupid joke about “wanting an appetizer.” He pulled me away from the stove and laid me on the kitchen table, saying “spread your legs.” Pretty soon I had Odis licking my pussy, Zach licking the cheese off my boobs, and Michael taking a video. I tried so hard to hold back any sounds that might suggest I was getting any pleasure from this. Soon Mark walked over and, saying nothing, started shoving his tongue into my mouth pretty forcefully.

There was SO much going on. So many tongues licking me. It felt like this lasted forever, until they all “had a turn.” Soon they were scooping the Mac and cheese onto me just to eat it off. From their kisses, I was tasting them, tasting cheese, and tasting myself, over and over. All the while my ass was still oiled up and it was all I could do not to slip off the table. My head was swimming.