Food Fetish Phone Sex – Rhiannon Makes Herself a Meal Part 2
Well, hello again! I see that you’re back to read the conclusion of our food fetish romp. Get yourself prepared, and then when you’re finished reading, be sure to give me a call so we can have our very own version of food fetish phone sex. I’ll be hungrily waiting, of course. If you haven’t had a chance to read part 1, you’ll want to. It will tie everything together so very nicely. Shall we dive right in?
Anxiously, I hold my breath as I hear the door open. Your footsteps echo through my place and I hear you call out in search of me. “I’m in the dining room,” I call back, my heart pounding in my chest. That’s when I hear you. You’re so silent, so I peak over my tits, past the sushi rolls that are covering my nude body. “Do you want dinner?” I ask, trying to be sexy, but also ready for rejection. You don’t answer, however. At least not verbally. As I peek between my tits and over my food-covered body, I see you stripping your clothes off. It truly is a beautiful sight!
Feeling much more confident and relaxed, I lie back on the table and wait for you to further approach. The warmth of your tongue running up my left leg is so sudden, I nearly jump. Instead, I lightly chew on my bottom lip and moan softly, feeling you work your way up to my thigh. Mmmm. Fuck. It feels so, very, very good. The sushi rolls that I have laid out on my thighs are swallowed up by you, and I can hear you gingerly chewing them and the hard, deep, swallow that follows.
Hearing how sexy you are when you eat makes my pussy far too wet and excited!
Your fingers reach upward and pluck a cute little sushi roll from my stomach before you plop it into my mouth. It tastes like heaven! The little bit of sour vinegar with the rice, the earthiness of the nori, and the clean, crispness of the cucumber. I’m entirely unsure if my soft moans are from the food or from how you’ve now made your way directly between my legs. Your fingers part my soft folds as I snatch another bit of sushi and hungrily chew and moan.
As I devour the sushi, you devour my pussy. My moans and panting are loud and match the sweet rhythm of your tongue and lips on my cunt. With my orgasm mounting, I left my lips from the table to meet your face over and over again. As I do so, the sushi rolls fall from my naked body and end up on the table top.
I couldn’t fucking care less what a mess we’re making of smashed rice, seaweed, and veggies. Loudly, I moan and thrust my pussy against your face as I cum hard. Your thick fingers plunge inside of me, causing me to cum again. Oh fuck! I’m squirting all over your fingers, the table, your face – anything that is in my way, and it feels so fucking amazing. The scent of the sushi and my pussy is thick in the air. I want more! More of you, more food. With a quick motion, I reach down to you, and tell you to get on your back.
I scoot over the table, pushing crushed sushi rolls this way and that before I straddle your cock.
Oh fuck. You feel so amazing as I lower myself onto you, feeling your thick member in my already soaked and pulsating pussy. I ride you, all the while forcing pieces of food into your parted mouth. Food fetishes are so fun and messy. Mmmm. My own orgasm mounts again as grind against you, your cock firmly inside my cunt. With a gush, you feel me squeeze your cock with my pussy walls and it sends you over the edge. Fuck yes! Fill my pussy with the sweet cum as I ride you, pulling it from your balls.
Your moans are so cute, and while your mouth is open, I plop another piece of sushi into it. Mmmm. Dinner was so wonderful. I love when things go as planned!
I hope you enjoyed my version of a food fetish. Be sure to give me a call so that we can come up with our own version of food fetish phone sex. Strawberries and whipped cream? Honey? It all sounds amazing to me. Don’t forget to check out the audio as well, because I know you’re going to want to hear all of my orgasms!
Until next time.