The place was packed and they had to wait before being allowed inside. Jessica rocked slowly on the heels of her feet, awkwardly thumbing at the lid of the plastic container in her hand. Noticing this, Lucas placed a comforting arm around her shoulder, smiling encouragingly. She looked up at him, pursing her lips in excitement.
Once allowed in they found a well positioned table. It was in the centre of the bustling food court but the booth obscured them partially from view. She produced the punnet of fresh, plump blueberries. She’d taken time to ensure they were the sweetest she could find. She kept her eyes on the entrance as the people came and went. She felt the tension in her body rising, the excitement increasing.
Her thick-rimmed glasses and tight high ponytail gave her the look of a well-read student. Her sharp features were softened by the deep red lipstick that contrasted with her pale skin. She dressed conservatively but always found her breasts made any top look a little racy. Though the top wasn’t intentional, the tight black trousers which framed her butt perfectly were the result of many hours of shopping around.
He slid over to her once they were seated and took her hand in his. He squeezed it gently, feeling the heat emanating off her palms.
‘I’m so glad you agreed,’ he said. ‘You look amazing, Jess’
She giggled and blushed slightly. She met his gaze, trying to keep the nervousness out of her eyes. Was she really about to do this?
He kissed at her neck, sending goosebumps down her arms. ‘Are van seks hikayeleri you ready?’
‘Yes!’ she replied enthusiastically, nestling her face into his shoulder briefly, before looking him in the eyes and grinning excitedly.
Her soft hands slipped down, under his waistband and onto his already hardening cock. He let out a low moan. He felt her fingers wrap around his shaft and begin slowly pumping up and down. He moaned deeper in response.
Working the length of his shaft with one hand, she rotated the other over the tip, her thumb teasing at the top ridge of his glans. His breathing quickened and she knew he wouldn’t be long, the teasing in the uber over ensured a quick climax. After all, she’d have to hurry if she was going to get him off before they were discovered.
Her small fist moved faster on his cock. He groaned as he started to come closer. She felt his shaft tense under her fingers.
‘Are you going to cum for me?’ she whispered into his ear she continued to pump his cock quickly.
“Y-yes,” he gasped. “Just…”
His hips bucked, pushing back against her hand. With a sharp tug she released him, allowing his cock to spring forward. Just in time, she delivered the tray of blueberries below his shaft. His cock pulsed; spraying thick ropes over her hand and the waiting glistening fruit.
Releasing him, she held her hand over the blueberries allowing the last of his warm load to drip onto the fruit waiting below. The soft plump berries now glistened as the cum dripped into the little plastic tray that held them.
He breathed heavily, watching eagerly as she picked one up between two sleek fingers. She tilted her head back and bit down hard on the juicy fruit, savouring the taste of his cream. Her eyes closed and a tiny moan escaped her lips as she swallowed it.
Never in a million years would she have considered eating cum, let alone in the middle of a mall cafeteria. She pulled another berry from the tray and popped it in her mouth. She smirked, licking the remaining juice off from a red varnished nail.
“Mmmmm…” she unwillingly moaned.
“You like?” he asked breathlessly.
“Oh.. I love!” surprising even herself.
His dick swelled again, at the sound of her sincere enjoyment. He watched as she delicately placed another berry into her mouth, before tonguing it, savouring, and chewing happily. The sweetness of the berries with the saltiness of his seed tasted blissful. Until today she would’ve felt it was so wrong yet, now, it tasted so right.
She looked up at him over her glasses which had slid to the tip of nose, her cheeks flushed pink.
“Enjoying yourself?” he asked with a smirk.
She nodded, and giggled sheepishly. She had never hated cum, the reward of a warm load was in her mind the sign of a job well done. She had always swallowed diligently and proudly presented an empty mouth, but the taste was never good, never an enjoyment.
This was different, she loved eating his hot cum on the still cool blueberries. It made her feel… not naughty…but something else entirely. Like she wasn’t just taking a load, but that she was letting him reward her with one of the best tasting things she’d experienced. Like he wanted to give it to her, as if he were feeding her a treat. A delicacy.
Unable to help herself, she gently slipped in under her skirt, massaging herself through her panties. She was wet, so fucking wet. She continued eating, the tart aftertaste abated briefly by each bite offering a burst of sweet juice. The flavour lingered in her mouth and heightened her arousal.
She moved her hand under her panties and rubbed faster at her clit, her ecstasy rose and the juices flowed from her pussy. She was going to come, she couldn’t stop it.
Before she could stop herself, an orgasm rushed up her body and exploded through her mind. Lowering her head to the table, she bit firmly down on the sleeve of her shirt, her legs shaking uncontrollably as she came. She let out a muffled moan and her back arched.
As her heart rate slowed as she lifted her head. Someone must have heard. She could feel his eyes staring intently at her.
“Let’s go!” she cried urgently, rising from the table. As she stood she tossed the now empty box on the table, the remnants of both their orgasms smeared across the thin plastic.
He stood too, pulling his jacket from the back of the chair and grabbing her hand.
They left quickly, giggling as they did. They weaved their way through the crowded mall, fingers locked together and minds racing, adrenaline still coursing through them.
“I think… I might love this.” she whispered, smiling.
“Me too,” he answered, squeezing her fingers.