The Ice Cream Parlor

You know what, some ice cream sounds divine. You alert your beautiful partner of the change of plans, and she naturally gives you her approval. There's a Stone Cold Creamery not far from the swim club you previously decided to make a visit to, so you pull in next to it's side, and the two of you enter. As Sonja is perusing the treasure trove of choices on the board above the front counter, your hand starts to straight up **** her ass once again. To be level, it would probably only be worth mentioning when you weren't groping the hell out of Sonja's butt. If that sweet thing was in arm's reach, your hand was sitting right on top of it almost guaranteed.

"I think I want the butterscotch," she quirked.

"You can get whatever you want, babe. I think I'm still deciding."

Sonja took a couple steps closer to get the attention of the young dude working at the front. You were still squeezing her ass pretty vigorously, but she was used to it. Little did she know, you had a surprise planned.

"I want to get a medium bowl of the-"

Just then you slammed your finger into her asshole and began rapidly jabbing it in and out.

Her palms slammed down on the marble countertop as she shouted for almost the entire sitting area to hear clearly.

"Oh, FUCK!"

Clearly shocked but still trying to be accepting of whatever you did to her body, she attempted to calm herself and order her ice cream.

"Um, ... I'll h-h-h-*sigh* have a me... a *sigh*m-m-m... oh fuck... a *moan* medium... FUCKING SHIT! Oh my FUCKING GAWD!"

At this point her upper body collapsed over the counter as she surrendered her body in the name of pleasure. A scene was being made, and heads were being turned. Despite her immense physical pleasure, you could tell Sonja was completely embarrassed and trying to be quiet, but failing miserably. Seeing her so uncomfortable yet willing to make you happy only got you harder, and made you fingerbang her even faster. You tear off her barely-there bottoms and begin to plunge your throbbing cock into her already-dripping cunt, to which her exclamations and embarrassment both grow.

You look up to the clearly bewildered kid still standing awkwardly awaiting her to finish her order.

"Oh, she was just having a medium bowl of the butterscotch, and I think I'll just have the same thing."

He quickly punches in your order and escapes the situation as fast as he can. Still dominating your girlfriend's ass in public view, you lean in close to her ear.

"Isn't that right? Is that what you wanted you little slut?"

She looks up with puppy eyes and what seemed to be an absence of breath. "Mmmhmm."

Soon enough the young gentleman returns with your chilly desserts and rushes through the payment. He's been a real trooper, so you slip him $500 on the downlow for being cool about it. Well, he was more or less cool...

You give your set of holes a little bit of a rest as you pull out of her rear. Falsely believing her duties were over she grabs a spoon and plunges it into the soft serve. You suddenly take it from her and place it just below your crotch, and begin to shoot your load all over the top of the immaculate scoop. Then just as a cherry on top of her heaping humiliation, you dig your finger right into the mixture of cum and cream before inserting it into Sonja's pouty whore lips. She eagerly sucks on it and swallows everything. She's so shy, so broken, but she's a **** to making her boyfriend happy, because she's such a good little girl.

Not your average day at Cold Stone Creamery, for sure.