Baking a cake

Sheri had just got home from work, letting herself in the front door. She was gone before I got up, so this was the first time I saw her today. I lay on the bed as she walked into the room with a "Hi", and turned to put her bag down. She stood with her back to me as she fiddled with something in her bag. She wore a dark grey fitted business suit, figure hugging knee length skirt, with a white shirt under the grey jacket. Black stockings...black high heels... hair braided up behind her head and held in place with a little ornamental hairpin. "You look fantastic", I said. Sheri turned to look at me over her shoulder with a smile, and said "Thanks, baby. You like it? It's a new suit".
"Oh yeah, I like it", I said, and stood up from the bed to come and stand behind her. I slipped my hand inside the slit in the back of her skirt and gave the back of her stockinged thigh a squeeze. I said "Are you allowed to go to work like this?" Sheri laughed. "You're hopeless, Simon...", but she stood still and let me slide my hand up the inside of her thigh. Just before I reached the top of her leg, she turned away from me, and said "Now, now. It's time to eat first".
"Are you going to cook for your man, baby?", I asked.
"Yes, Simon, I'm going to cook for my man", Sheri replied.
"Cook in your suit, while I watch?", I asked.
"Don't be silly. I don't want to get my new suit dirty!", said Sheri.
"Take it off...?"
"What, and cook naked??"
"Well...", I said. "You could leave your stockings on".
"You'd really like that?", Sheri asked.
"Yeah. I would... can't you see what the idea's done to me?"
Sheri looked at the bulge in my jeans and laughed. "OK, big boy... I'll give you a show while I cook. On one condition... you have to be naked too!".
In 30 seconds I had whipped my clothes off to stand butt naked in front of Sheri, clothes thrown onto the bed, my cock already fat and full. Sheri glanced down at my cock standing upright for her and giggled. She walked into the walk in robe and I heard the clatter of clothes hangers for a moment before she walked out wearing only her pantyhose, high heels and a string of pearls around her neck. "Oh Jesus, look at you!", I exclaimed, my cock twitching, as my eyes drifted from her perfect tits to the small dark line of her pubic hair covered by her pantyhose.
Sheri walked towards me and pushed me towards the kitchen. "You wanna eat, don't you?".

We walked into the kitchen, and I sat up on one of the bench tops, my cock poking up between my legs. Sheri stepped over to the fridge, opened the door, and bending from the waist, bent down to slide open the vegetable crisper at the bottom of the fridge. As I watched her tits hanging down in front of her and her pussy thrusting back at me through her gussetless pantyhose, I groaned loudly. "Now where are those carrots?", Sheri asked in an exaggerated voice as she spread her legs a little wider apart and wiggled her ass at me as she bent over. "I've got a carrot for you", I said. Sheri stood up and turned to me, holding a carrot in her hand and said "Too late... I found one". Holding the base of the carrot in her hand, she trailed the tip of the carrot down her cleavage, down her chest, across her stomach and dragged the tip up across the front of her pussy.

With swaying hips, Sheri walked to the counter, took a knife from the knife block and starting scraping the skin off the carrot into the sink. "Ummmm.... you can use that carrot", I said, and Sheri giggled. I watched her trim round ass, hugged by her pantyhose, as she sliced the carrot on the chopping board. I gave my cock a quick squeeze in my fist, but stopped quickly. I didn't want to cum... just yet.

I slid off the bench top and went to the fridge. I picked out a long, fat, cucumber from the vegetables. Sheri's eyes widened when she saw me, putting the knife down. "What are you going to do with that?", she asked.
"Turn around and lean on the bench", I instructed, and Sheri did as I said, leaning forward on her arms and thrusting her rear into the air. I hefted the cucumber in my hand and spanked Sheri's ass with it with a dull thud, making her skin ripple inside her pantyhose. Sheri jumped a little and turned her head to watch me.
"Do good girls eat their vegetables?", I asked.
Sheri made mock big sad eyes and shook her head. "Uh-uh", she said.
I whacked her ass again with the cucumber, watching her ass jiggle inside the pantyhose.
"You're a bad girl then...", I said, and slid the tip of the cucumber up the back of Sheri's thigh. "Bend over further", I ordered, and Sheri rested her elbows on the bench, her breasts resting on the chopping board next to the slied up carrot. "Show me your cunt", I commanded, and Sheri obediently tilted her hips down and thrust her pussy back. I stood alongside Sheri, with my back to the bench, and pulled her left ass cheek away from her pussy with my hand. "Spread your legs", I said, and Sheri shuffled her feet apart. I slapped the cucumber against her pussy, the thud sending jolts of pleasure through Sheri's belly. I slapped her pussy again, and ground the curved tip of the cucumber around and around against Sheri's pussy through her pantyhose. "Spread your legs wider!", I ordered, and Sheri spread her legs wide apart. I put the cucumber down on the chopping board next to Sheri and said "Now suck the cucumber while I look at your pussy". I stepped back and admired Sheri's lovely cunt as she gyrated her hips at me and started to slide her lips down over the cucumber. "That's it... suck it like you want it...", I said, as Sheri worked her lips and tongue over the cucumber. "Use your lips and your tongue... make it really wet and slippery". Sheri slobbered on the cucumber as she rocked her hips up and down for me. She stopped sucking on the vegetable and said "Simon, I'm not going to put this in my pussy, if that's what you're thinking".
"No, of course not", I said, but thought "Fuck. I wanted to fuck you with the cucumber...". "It's time for me to make dessert now".

"Get me some flour, some butter, some milk...", I said, and Sheri gathered the ingredients, putting them on the bench. I opened the flour container, and scooped up a little flour in my hands. I turned to Sheri and said "Turn around", which she did. I moved up behind her and lifted my hands in front of her chest, before cupping her tits in my floury hands. "Mmmmm, that feels nice", said Sheri, as I rubbed the soft flour over her skin, feeling her nipples hardening against my hand. Little drifts of flour wafted down in front of Sheri, frosting the fine blond hairs on her skin with a white dusting. I pressed my rock hard cock against Sheri's ass, showing her what was waiting for her.

"Pass me the milk", I said, and Sheri handed me the carton. "Drink a bit", I said, as I squeezed her floury nipple with my fingers and rubbed my cock against her pantyhosed ass. I lightly rested my other hand on Sheri's neck, and felt her gulps as she drank some milk from the carton. I whispered hotly into Sheri's ear "Mmmmm...all that white liquid pouring into you, lining the walls of your throat... makes me want to fuck you". Sheri whimpered and pressed her rump against my cock.

I took the milk carton from Sheri's hand and pushed her down again, making her lean down on her elbows on the bench again. I poured a little milk from the carton onto the groove in the curve of her back. Sheri shivered as the milk ran down her spine and soaked into the waistband of her pantyhose. I bent foward and licked the trail of milk from her back in long, slow licks, working my way down to her rump. I kissed her ass cheeks through the fabric of the pantyhose. I hooked her waistband away from her back with my thumb, and poured some milk onto her back into the gap under her hose. Sheri moaned a sexy "Mmmmmm" as she felt the milk run down her ass crack under her pantyhose and
trickle down onto her pussy. "The cold milk feels so good against my heat...". I poured more milk down her ass, and pressed my mouth against her pussy as she bent over. I could taste the small beads of milk that oozed through her panhtyhose as I pushed at her pussy with my tongue. The fabric slid roughly against my tongue, but I could also feel Sheri's hot pussy lips being pushed around as I probed at her with my mouth. Sheri moaned and thrust her pussy out for me, needing to feel my tongue sliding over her pussy and to feel the mix of my hot breath and the cold milk.

I stood up and pressed my fingertips between Sheri's legs as she leaned onto the counter. I could feel Sheri's milky wetness squelching around as I massaged her pussy with my hand. "Are these stockings..."
"Yes", Sheri interrupted me. "You can cut them..."
I laughed. "You always know what I want to do, don't you".

I got a pair of scissors from the second drawer, and said to Sheri "Hold still". I plucked up the pantyhose fabric over her pussy, making a little tent, and carefully snipped a little hole with the scissors. I put the scissors down on the bench and tugged at the hole with my fingers - it ripped into a big tear. I opened the rip wide until it ran from the waistband on Sheri's back, right around to in front of her pussy. Sheri said "Ahhhh... that feels better", as her pussy was exposed, unrestricted. I knelt behind Sheri, in a little puddle of milk on the floorboards, and lapped at her pussy with my tongue, pushing drips of milk across her pussy. I teased her with my tongue, flicking it across her pussy lips, glancing across her clit, but not pushing it into her or spreading her lips open. Sheri groaned and moaned as she leant onto the bench, feeling my tongue flickering across her pussy, caressing her, torturing her. I pulled my head back and ran my fingertip down the length of her pussy lips, pushing them open ever so slightly to dip lightly into her pink hole. Sheri trembled, and muttered "Simon...." against the chopping board before her voice trailed away.

"Time to finish my cake", I said. "Kneel on the floor".
Sheri got down and knelt on all fours on the wooden floor, thrusting her rear out. "Down on your elbows", I ordered, and Sheri bent further down, so that her ass was thrust up to the ceiling, pussy open and ready to be fucked. I scooped up some flour in my hand from the container, and dumped it onto her ass. I wiped the flour across both of her spread ass cheeks, letting drifts of flour waft down onto the floor. Then I picked up the milk carton as Sheri waited for what was coming next, and poured some milk on Sheri's ass, aiming for her tight little asshole so that the cold milk would splash off of her hot skin. I watched it splash and run down between her pussy lips and down her thighs before dripping onto the floor. I poured a little milk onto her back and let it run down to drip onto the back of her neck. Sheri trembled as I made a meal out of her.

I unwrapped a block of butter and sliced off half and inch with the knife. I knelt down alongside Sheri and pressed the slice of butter against her pussy with my fingers, sliding it up and down her cunt lips. The heat from her pussy soon started melted the butter, which coated her pussy in a golden yellow syrup. As my fingers melted through the butter, they came to press against her buttery pussy lips. Sheri groaned an "Oh God..." as I slid my buttery fingers around her opening, tracing her lips and the folds of skin, dipping my sticky fingers into her burning hole, soothing her aching pink skin with the smooth butter.

"Up on all fours", I barked, and Sheri rose up to rest on hands and knees again. I handed her the milk carton. "Take as big a drink as you can, but don't swallow it, OK?"
Sheri swigged a big mouthful of milk and held it in her mouth while I moved around to kneel in front of her. Sheri looked up at me, cheeks bulging, while I told her "Now this cake that I'm making... it has a soft centre, right? It's full of cream in the middle, see? So I have to pump you full of cream with my cream pump." Sheri nodded, mouth still full of milk. I continued: "This cake... I can pump cream into three places... there are three openings for the cream pump. I would like to pump cream into all three holes, but I have to choose just one. And I choose...." I paused, and Sheri looked up at me, eyes flashing. I dragged the tip of my cock across Sheri's lips, pressed tightly together. "And I choose.... your cunt". Sheri moaned in the back of her throat, her hips tilting back and forward, swaying from side to side.

"But...", I said. "If I'm going to really fill this cake with cream, I have to make sure there's enough force built up to push the cream all the way in. So...."
I rested one hand on the back of Sheri's neck and pushed my cockhead urgently against her mouth again.
Sheri opened her lips, and just as the milk in her mouth started gushing out, I pushed my cock into her mouth as she clamped her lips around my shaft, sealing the rest of the milk inside her mouth. "Mmmmmmm", I hummed urgently between my lips as I felt the milk, warmed by all that time in her mouth, sloshing around my cockhead in her mouth. Sheri's milky tongue swirled around the underside of my crown, and as she started sliding her lips up and down my shaft, smears of milk started leaking out and running down my cock. Holding the sides of Sheri's head, I started carefully fucking her mouth as she rested on all fours in front of me. Finally, she opened her mouth and gasped for air, letting the warm milk spill down my cock and splash in a puddle on the floor. After a gulp of air, Sheri grabbed the base of my milky cock in her fist and popped my tip back into her mouth. She sucked down hard on me, the pressure on my cockhead was blissful. At the same time she started jerking my cock up and down with her fist as she sucked hard on my cockhead. I groaned "Fuuuuckkkkk...." as I felt my sperm rising and when I just about couldn't hold it any more I broked from her grasp and hurried around to behind her. I quickly dropped to my knees, grabbed her ass, sticky with flour and milk, and jammed my cock straight into her pussy. Just as I reached the end of my deep thrust, my pent up cum burst forth from me in a huge spurt that made me gasp and Sheri squeal as I drenched her pussy walls. Sheri reached back with her hand and fingered her clit as my engorged cock sputtered and jerked inside her, and she came seconds after me, groaning "Oh fuck...oh fuck... oh fuck..." as her head tossed from side to side.

I pushed her down to the floor by pressing on her ass with my hips. Sheri sank down to lie on the floor with me on top of her, fucking her deeply, my hips rolling over her ass as she lay in a pool of milk on the floor. I couldn't stop fucking her, even though my cream was drained. It just felt so wild and good to be pumping her with my huge cock, feeling her soaked pussy trembling and spasming for me. Sheri lifted her arm above her head and pushed back at the cupboard in front of her, as I had been pushing her closer and closer towards it with each thrust. Her other hand was still cupped under the mound of her pussy, feeling it swelling each time that my cock squeezed past inside her.

When I was done, I stood up and stood over Sheri, still lying on the floor. I looked down at her long legs inside the ripped pantyhose, milk and flour all over her, and watched as she fingered her fucked pussy as she lay on her hand. My cream oozed out of her cunt as she felt inside herself with her fingers, and she wiped it back and forth, smearing it around her hole, not ready to get up yet.

"Christ, Sheri.... hot, hot, hot...." I gasped.
"mmmmmmmmmm", she moaned back as she fingered herslef.
"I wish I could fuck you again, baby, but I'm done", I said.

"Cucumber....", mumbled Sheri. She clearly wasn't done.
"Are you sure?", I asked, surprised.
"Big.... one...." she sighed, as she pushed her fingers into her pussy.
"Christ!" I rushed to the fridge and fumbled through the vegetables until I found the biggest cucumber.
Sheri had turned to lie on her back, with her knees drawn up and legs flopped open wide. She circled her clit around with her hand as I knelt between her legs. I touched the tip of the vegetable to her pussy, and Sheri groaned. She swirled her fingers around inside her soaked pussy, withdrew them and smeared her juices over the tip of the cucumber. "Stretch me, Simon", she begged, and I eased the cucumber into her pussy... slowly, gently. She returned to give her buttery clit attention, and opened her legs wider, tilting her hips up. I pushed more of the thick cucumber into her, stretching her pussy in a big circle around it.

"Uhhhhh", moaned Sheri as I slid the cucumber in and out of her. It was slick with her juices now, and despite its size it slid easily in and out. I twisted the cucumber inside her, and pushed her hand away from her clit before bending down and flickering my tongue across her clit. "Ohhhh God fuck...." Sheri called out, as she bucked and rocked and came again, heat flashing from her pussy through the rest of her body. I pushed the cucumber in and out once more, before removing it and letting Sheri's stretched pussy close slowly up again. "ohhhhh... ohhhhhh...." moaned Sheri as she slowly drifted back down to Earth. I think she was done now.

I looked around at the mess, but thought "Fuck it". I leaned down over Sheri and kissed her gasping lips and whispered "I love you...". She opened her eyes and touched her hand to my cheek, smiled and kissed me.