The Candy Bar Liaison Read Free

Once she’d pushed his underwear down, his cock reared eagerly. She hiked up her skirt, pulled her underwear aside, and straddled him.
    He shot her a questioning look. “What are you—?”
    Jill’s pussy connected with the head of his rod, and all rational thought exited Cory’s head. She lowered her body, impaling herself on his cock. Her slick, hot core encased him tightly.
    Cory arched his hips, the sudden pleasure almost too much to bear—almost. The sound that broke free of his lips embarrassed him, but Jill’s cries of climax and the rhythmic pulsing of her inner walls erased any embarrassment he felt.
    She collapsed on top of him. “I’ve wanted to do that for weeks.” She kissed the skin that peeked out of the v-neck of his shirt. “Now, what do you say we retire to the bedroom and make love properly?”
    “You got it,” he whispered. “I’m ready to blow, but I want to make you come again first.”
    She got up and took his hand as he stood.
    “I’ll meet you in the bedroom,” said Cory. “There’s something I want to get first.”
    He watched her walk away. She paused long enough to drop her skirt to the floor and stand in front of him in three-inch black heels and a black G-string, the red blouse she wore hugging her slim waist.
    “Get your ass in the bedroom,” said Cory, “or I’m going to throw you to the floor and have you again.”
    “Tease,” she quipped and sashayed into his room.
    His cock throbbed with the need for release, but he wanted to make love to Jill slowly until she screamed for him to fuck her. Besides, he had an idea he wanted to see through.
    In the kitchen, he took two Peppermint Patties from a drawer, placed them in a bowl and then in the microwave. He nuked them and stirred the confection with his index finger. Hot, but not too hot, and just right to spread on interesting places.
    Grinning, he hurried through the apartment to his bedroom, his dick so hard it hurt.
    He found her naked on the bed, lying on her side, her arm propping her torso. Startled at the site of her lithe, curvy body, Cory paused, mouth ajar, eyes taking in every satiny inch of her.
    “What do you have in the bowl?” she asked.
    Her words jarred him back to reality. “Uh...I’ll show you in a minute.” He set the bowl on the dresser and quickly disrobed.
    “You look good enough to eat,” she drawled lazily and rolled to her belly, ass pointed skyward.
    At the sight of her round, firm derrière, the only thought that penetrated Cory’s mind was to fuck her right there, right now, her ass his to massage and slap.
    “Funny you should mention eating,” he said. He picked up the bowl and moved to the bed, his cock at attention and bumping against his abdomen. “Remember how you’d always steal candy bars, especially Peppermint Patties?”
    She chuckled. “Yes, and they’re still my favorite ones to snack on.”
    “Well, I’m going to show you a different way to eat them.”
    “Oh?” She raised a fine strawberry blonde brow.
    That simple facial expression proved one of the sexiest images Cory had ever seen.
    He admired her behind as he settled on the bed. Scooping his fingers into the bowl, he withdrew a dollop of melted candy bar and smoothed it at the top of her ass crack. He smeared it down along her butt to the pliable, velvety folds between her legs.
    “Ohhh!” Jill buried her face in a pillow and arched her hips, giving him better access to her pussy. “That’s nice,” she said, her voice muffled.
    Cory spread her legs and knelt between her thighs. He dipped out more smooth chocolate and peppermint cream and slathered it onto her nearly hairless cunt. He stifled a groan. If his cock throbbed any harder....
    Occupying his mind, he reached up and massaged Jill’s back down...down until he reached her hips where he kneaded the muscles there as well as her buttocks. Little chocolate fingerprints and smudges decorated her skin.
    “Mmph...!” her voice drifted out of the