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Note: This story is excerpted from a longer story from the editor's private collection and has been adapted for OVG with the author's permission.
"Thanks for the lift home," Tanya said as she invited Adam in; the house was quiet as Kat and her family were away for the weekend.
"No problem. If we want to do anything tonight, you need to get that report written," Adam said. He flopped down on the coach as Tanya spread her papers all over the coffee table. "Do you mind?" he asked, gesturing with the remote to the TV.
"Go ahead; I can tune out just about anything."
As Tanya read over her notes, Adam began flipping through the channels; after a while, she gave up and put her pen down, finding the constant changes more than a little distracting.
"Can't you pick one channel and just stay with it?" Tanya grimaced.
"I haven't found anything interesting yet," Adam smirked.
She shook her head and chuckled. Adam finally stopped channel surfing and Tanya was able to concentrate on the papers before her. After a couple of minutes, her concentration was interrupted again. She sighed when Adam began massaging her shoulders. "Oh, that feels so good."
Adam bent over and nibbled on her neck. "If you put that stuff away, I can do even better."
"I really have to finish this," she told him even as she closed her eyes and her head fell back.
"Well, let's see if maybe I can distract you for a little while." His hands ran lower and he began massaging her breasts. He lightly stroked and pinched her nipples to pebble hardness.
"Adam...." she moaned.
"You know," he whispered in her ear, "I could give you a much better massage," his hands reached for the hem of her t-shirt, "if we got rid of this." He pulled the shirt up and she lifted her arms so he could take it off.
Adam sat up and pulled her up on his lap. Tanya leaned into his chest, and his hands returned to her straining breasts. She happened to glance at the TV and was surprised when she saw a couple on the screen engaged in a heated sexual encounter. "What are you watching?"
With a little help, Adam dispensed with Tanya's shorts. "Well, you told me to stop switching channels, and this looked interesting."
Adam put his hands on her knees and spread her legs apart.
"Is this part of the massage?" Tanya sighed.
He slid two fingers inside her, and his thumb massaged her engorged nub. "It seems to be working for her."
His eyes were drawn to the couple on the TV.
Tanya arched into his hand. "It's...." She gasped, "...working for me."
Just a look or touch from Adam could get her going, but his 'massage' was quickly taking her to the brink. She raised her arms over her head and curled her hands around his neck, pulling his head down. Their mouths met in a hungry kiss. She kept one hand around his neck and used the other to guide his free hand to her breast. He kneaded the soft mound, and she moved her hand to the other. They both tweaked and pinched her nipples while she bucked wildly on the hand between her legs.
She tore her mouth from his as she came with a shout. "Oh, God, Adam!" She strained to catch her breath. "What do you do to me?"
Adam smiled. "Whatever you want me to."
Tanya relaxed against him. Her eyes drifted to the TV and saw the woman on the screen give the man a blowjob.
"I see our friends have moved on without us," she murmured. She scrambled out of his arms and pulled Adam's shirt off. "And you are way overdressed."
"Not for long," Adam grinned.
Tanya grabbed his hands and tugged. He stood, and his mouth latched onto hers in a deep, hard kiss while her hands roamed from his bare chest to the bulge in his shorts. Tanya gave the rise a squeeze. "I think you're as ready as our friend."
She knelt and pulled down his shorts.
Adam yelped and almost fell over when her mouth closed over his manhood. Playing with Tanya had made him hard, and her mouth was quickly bringing him to the brink. Suddenly, her mouth was gone. He opened his eyes and found Tanya staring at the TV. "Uh ... Tanya?"
Tanya waved her hand at him. "Wait. Let's see where to next." They watched as the couple moved through the house. She turned to Adam with a leer. "The kitchen!"
Adam raised his eyebrows and looked at the screen. His eyes widened as the woman sat on the counter and helped her partner put a banana between her legs. "A banana?"
Tanya shrugged. "I don't think we have any bananas. We'll have to improvise."
Adam picked her up. Tanya wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
"I'm game." He gave her another deep kiss and proceeded to the kitchen.
She shrieked when he deposited her on the kitchen counter. "It's cold!"
Adam went to the refrigerator and looked inside. "I'll warm you up in a minute. Let's see what we have here."
Tanya wiggled on the counter until she sat on the edge. Just thinking about what was to come had her excited all over again. Adam started naming off items he saw, and she found herself getting hotter. Without any thought, her hand drifted between her legs. She didn't often play with herself --with Adam around she didn't need to-- but the suspense and excitement was driving her crazy. Adam continued to tell her of the different items he found and the pros and cons for each one while she stroked herself.
Adam closed the refrigerator and grinned. Tanya's eyes were shut, her hand moving frantically. He put the containers on the counter and placed his hand over hers. He helped her stroke harder, and his mouth latched onto a straining nipple, tugging at it with his teeth. That was all the encouragement she needed, and she was soon thrown over the edge. Her body tightened as she cried out.
"No fair! You were supposed to wait for me," Adam teased her when she finally opened her eyes.
Tanya shrugged sheepishly. "Sorry." Her eyes lit upon the items on the counter. "So what did you pick out?"
Adam hid one of the jars and pulled something out of it. He turned away for a moment, then faced her with a wicked grin. "A cherry."
He held out a juicy, red maraschino cherry.
"A cherry?"
"Well, you haven't had one of those in awhile; I thought we could see about fixing that."
Tanya rolled her eyes. "Funny."
Adam put the cherry in his mouth, leaned down and pulled her legs further apart. She moaned as his mouth touched the sensitized flesh, and she jumped as he placed the cold red fruit within her heated opening.
He stood up and grinned wickedly. "You are now back to original form."
Tanya gave him a seductive look. "Sure, but for how long?"
"We'll see." Adam reached for another container and dipped his fingers in. His fingers came out covered with strawberry ice cream. "I was kind of in the mood for a sundae."
Tanya jumped again as he spread the icy confection around the cherry. The ice cream quickly began to melt.
"You're so hot the ice cream is melting. I'd better hurry." He reached for another container, and his fingers appeared again, this time covered with whipped cream. "What's a sundae without whipped cream, huh?"
Tanya's eyes slid shut as Adam placed a dab of the desert topping on each nipple. He swirled his fingers around, fascinated by the whiteness against her dark skin. Tanya whimpered, and he lowered his head to lick lightly at the whipped cream. Her hand went to the back of his head and pulled him closer. His mouth became rougher in its assault, eating up most of the white cream.
Tanya jerked as Adam's fingers found their way between her legs, and he spread the frothy topping over her. Adam looked at her flushed cheeks before he plundered the other confection-covered nipple while he continued to smooth on more of the whipped cream over the ice cream and cherry.
When her breasts were almost completely clean, his mouth moved downward.
"Let's see if I can find that cherry," he said, before attacking her 'sundae'.
Tanya's giggle turned into a moan when Adam's warm mouth assaulted her with vigor. He licked and sucked through the melting ice cream and whipped topping before concentrating on the engorged nub. She thrashed about as his tongue and mouth brought on yet another earthshattering orgasm. He continued lapping along the entire length of her slit until her body relaxed. She slowly opened her eyes, and she had to giggle when Adam grinned up at her, the cherry between his lips. "Got a cherry, huh?"
Adam popped the cherry in his mouth and chewed. "Yeah, and this one was delicious."
Tanya hopped down from the counter and pushed Adam towards the kitchen table. "Now it's my turn. I'm feeling like having a little dessert myself." She cleared off the table and had Adam lay on the surface. "I am sooooo hungry."
"Should I be scared?"
"Nope. You should stay just the way you are." Her hands grasped his straining erection. "You are just right."
Adam laid his head back on his folded arms. "I'm all yours."
Tanya gave him a wicked smile and grabbed a bottle of chocolate sauce out of the cupboard. She poured some sauce on her hands and grasped his thick shaft.
Adam sighed. "That feels great." He kept his eyes closed and enjoyed the sensations Tanya's hands sent through him. "What is it?"
"My favorite." She ran her tongue along the length of him. "Chocolate."
"Sounds messy."
"Don't worry. I LOVE chocolate." She poured some from the bottle directly on him and then slathered it on.
Her hands left him for a moment, and he couldn't resist opening his eyes when something cool touched him. He leaned up on his arms to see Tanya placing half a cherry on the tip of his erection.
"And what's that for?"
She peeked at him as her head lowered. "I wanted to see what a cherry was like, too." She grasped him with a hand full of whipped cream and smoothed it over the chocolate. Her head descended the rest of the way, and she took him in her mouth. His head fell back as her tongue swirled the cold cherry around him. She drew her mouth away and proceeded to lick off the chocolate. She alternated between licks along his length and taking him in her mouth. When Adam's hips strained forward, looking for release, he found her gone. He opened his eyes and saw her slathering a mixture of ice cream, chocolate and whipped cream over her breasts. He quirked an eyebrow and she smiled. "I love the feel of this stuff. It's even better than oil."
Adam sat up and grabbed onto her arms. "Come here. I've got a banana for your sundae."
Tanya crawled up on the table and grabbed the bottle of chocolate sauce. She straddled him and held herself over him.
"What are you doing with that?" he asked while grabbing her hips
"This." She took the bottle and squirted some on his chest.
"Let's get this sundae together." Adam pulled her hips down and slowly entered her.
Tanya arched her back and pressed her chest into his. "Oh, this feels so good."
Adam leaned back on his arms and let her take over. She raised herself as far as she could without losing him, her hand going to one breast, running the dessert-covered nipple over his lips. Before he could open his mouth she thrust her hips down on him. He gasped, and when she raised herself up again, she placed the nipple in his mouth. He sucked off the cream before it left him again. She continued to raise herself as high as she could before grinding into him, and her hands smeared the chocolate sauce over his chest and back. Her hands held onto his butt, smearing more chocolate there while she ground into him. Tanya cried out and leaned into Adam as she climaxed. Adam was a second behind her. His arms gave out, and they fell back onto the table.
"Oh, man! That was something else," Adam finally managed to blurt out when he was able.
"You're not kidding." Tanya lifted herself up. "But messy."
Adam looked down at them and the table. "I think we might need to take a shower."
Tanya climbed off of him. "Are you up to it?"
They got off the table and looked at the remains of their ëdessert.'
"I think I can handle it. But what about this mess?" Adam wondered.
"Let's get in the shower first and worry about it later."
"Tanya?" Kat called as she hurried into the house. She couldn't believe she had left her backpack behind. At least they hadn't gotten very far before she noticed it missing. The sound of running water reached her. _A bit early for a shower, isn't it?_
She started towards her room when the clothes on the sofa and floor caught her eye. Moans from the TV caught her attention, and her mouth dropped when she saw what was on the screen. "What's going on here?"
She dragged her eyes away from the writhing bodies on the screen to survey the room more closely.
"What the...?" she began, noticing the jockey shorts; those definitely were not Tanya's! Voices wafted down from the bathroom.
"Oohh, Adam...!"
Smiling broadly, Kat slipped into the kitchen where she had left her backpack, thinking she'd better hurry before her folks came looking for her. She stopped short as she cleared the doorway. Her eyes darted from the mixture of ice cream and whipped cream dripping down the cabinet by the sink to the mess on the table. She slowly walked over to get a closer look at the table. There was chocolate sauce and whipped cream everywhere.
"I can't believe it." She covered her mouth to stifle a giggle when she noted the imprint on the table. The chocolate was swirled everywhere except for the perfect butt print. "Gee, I wonder who was on the bottom?"