Eating Out, At Home

So since starting at the Kingdom my schedule has been hectic. I love spending my days talking to horny men and providing them with a much needed service. So much so I have been neglectful of my usual responsibilities.

One of duties I have slacked on is grocery shopping and if you look in my fridge it is very bare. The only thing I have been serving in my kitchen has been my morning coffee.

Tonight, when I was reaching the end of my shift I started to become aware of the gnawing hunger in my stomach.  I ran through a mental list of food options. Quickly I came up with a solution that would solve two problems at once. My boy toy, Jeremy, had been pleading for a play session for two days now so I texted him “Horny and hungry as hell. Bring me food and cock”. Without delay, his response came back, “See you after your shift”. Satisfied all my needs would be satiated shortly I finished my shift.

Right after logging off the phones and computer I hear a slight rap on the front door. I opened the door to find my youngest lover holding carryout containers from a local all night diner restaurant. He looked me up and down with excitement and I realized what I was still wearing. Per a caller’s request earlier I had put on a leopard baby doll style teddy and matching panties. I gave him a sly smile and let him think it was all for him.

He sauntered in my kitchen and put the bags on the counter. I plopped my round ass on the counter next to the bags, and watch him start getting dishes, glasses and silverware out of my cupboards. He filled a glass with ice and water, knowing how I constantly have a glass of water going. Jeremy is really young and still establishing himself. He works at a dead end job as he puts himself through college. He learned shortly after we met that the only thing he had to offer me was his above average dick and his servitude, sexually and otherwise. My every wish is his command. I enjoy being his Queen and in exchange he is getting experiences they can’t teach in school. I thank him for the water. He starts to plate up the club sandwich and side salad he ordered me.  I start munching on the salad’s cucumber slices and cherry tomatoes as we catch up things since our last encounter.

As we converse he moves to where I am sitting on the waist high counter. He places his hands on my knees and parts them slightly, holding my eye contact the whole time. He smirks and tells me, “I am a little worried this new job has given you cock fever, it leaves you hot and throbbing. We are going to have to do something about that.” He moves a little closer so he body blocks me being able to close my legs. I realize I am holding my breath in anticipation not knowing what to expect. Reaching over to my glass, he slides fingers in the water and hooks a cube of ice. Quickly, that same hand is parting my pussy lips and suddenly my internal temperature drops and I can feel the hard lump starting to melt. Before I can recover from this unexpected ploy, he pulls my ass forward and it is hanging over the edge of the granite counter. He spreads my legs further and has thrust in three more ice cubes. He lowers himself in front of me and I expect him to break the seal of my lips trying to hold in the pooling fluid. Instead I feel his tongue dart up my ass crack and he is catching the escaping drips. Although my pussy is now much cooler than its usual hot box, the throb and ache is worse. I want that tongue pushing up in me and it is lapping at my ass. I moan, “Please?”  Jeremy’s eye twinkle mischievously, he knows I usually do not beg, but as always he complies with my request. The tongue slides up, parting my lips, juices gush out of me. He motorboats my lips and I feel the water being sprayed all over. A giggle escapes me; a good thing about young lovers is their playfulness.  Before I can finish the laugh he has me gasping, thrusting his whole face into my pelvic and the tongue is deep inside me. He is darting his tongue in and then sucking juices from me. I can feel as the volume of melting ice is drained out. Even though I am enjoying him tasting my cookie, I have a longing growing deep inside me. I am empty and want to be filled again. He moves up my slit and flicks my clit with that strong tongue. I twinge with excitement and he goes to work on this hot button. As he flicks it back and forth, like a light switch, my knees start to spasm as my orgasm builds. He feels my legs tightening against his body and goes in for the kill. He bites my clit very gently in his teeth and start nibbling. My whole body tightens and releases as I cum on his lower face. He slowly rises, grinning ear to ear and I can see my juices glistening and beginning to drip on his chin.  Grinning myself I purr, “The appetizer was great, but I am ready for the main course.” With that I take him by the hand lead him to the bedroom, ignoring the wet drips running down my legs.