I saw some delicious looking strawberries when I was at the market, and a wicked though crossed my mind before I placed them in my cart. Strawberries and whipped cream and my lover. Maybe some champagne and chocolate sauce as well. I got all the necessary ingredients and got home to plan our exciting night. I was going to surprise him with a special dinner and a candle lit bedroom and some naughty delights with me for dessert. I knew he’d love it. He’d been too tired the night before from being jet lagged from his business trip. He’d slept in late today, he’d be mine tonight.
I had the meal all ready when he walked in. I’d gotten the strawberries and cream ready in the bedroom, chilling on ice with the champagne. We had our meal and then went back to the bedroom. I took things in hand by undressing him and starting off with a nice, juicy blow job, with a bit of chocolate syrup drizzled on his cock for good measure. I soon had some of the whipped cream on my nipples. I fed him the cream dipped strawberries as I stroked his cock with my other hand. He was as hard as a rock.
My pussy soon had that beautiful prick inside and I was riding him up and down. My whipped cream covered nipples were sucked on by his hungry mouth and my throbbing clit grazed his cock with every thrust. It was wonderful to fuck him again. After three weeks away, I was so hungry for him. He said my pussy felt even tighter than before. I’d been doing kegels to tighten, obviously they worked. It was nice to have a romantic, quiet evening just enjoying one another. We all should have such special evenings like that once in a while.
