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To Be Young At Heart Redux
“D,” I said slowly, conspiratorily. “Have you ever played ‘Pin The Tail on the Donkey’?”
“Of course I’ve played Pin The Tail on the Donkey. How do you get a cab in this crappy neighborhood anyway?”
“How about horse shoes?”
“Sure in camp.”
“And ‘donut toss’?”
“We’re not going to the Doughnut Plant. Let me say that again Alexa. We are not going to the Doughnut Plant. We’re going to sleep on The Upper East Side”
“It’s sort of like horse shoes. But you don’t use a stake”
Something about my tone caused D to give me a sideways glance. “What—what do you use?”
I raised my eyebrow and smiled.
“Which way is it?” he said.
“Follow me.”
I spread them out before me on the bed like little treasures. Vanilla-Bean. Apricot. Valrhona-chocolate. Malted Milk. Rosewater. Coconut Cream.
“What’s your fancy birthday boy? Coconut cream or jelly?”
“What kind of jelly? If it’s strawberry I can’t eat it. If I even look at a strawberry these days I break out in—”
Before he could finish, I ripped open my shirt popping a few buttons and revealing my bare skin. I picked up the coconut donut and brought it slowly to my mouth. “Mmmmm.” I said licking the sticky glaze as I squeezed the donut hard. The gooey center oozed in my hand. I brought it to my breasts. To my nipples. “Coconut okay?” I cooed.
“Uhhh,” he whispered.
I walked over and grabbed him by the waist of his pants. “Do you want a taste?” D leaned down and tentatively tried to lick my nipple. I backed off and dropped down to my knees, then looked up at him while I unzipped his pants. I squeezed the donut again around him and slipped my breasts on either side. The room smelled of sugar, coconut and D’s sweat. He hardened between me and I began to hear his breath quickening I reached up and offered him the Valrhona-Chocolate. Before he could take a bite though, I brought it to my own lips. The first taste was a revelation. Deep. Rich. Pungent. “Ohhhh,” I moaned. My taste buds yearned for more, I felt light-headed. I reached my mouth up to D. He bent forward in a kiss and stole the donut bite from between my lips. He arched his head back, swallowed then grabbed the Rosewater, brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply. I took the Malted Milk and whispered to him. “Watch me. Watch me D.” He fluttered open his eyes and looked as he took in labored breaths.
“What…what are you going to—”
“This. This is how you play donut toss.”
I took the Malted Milk and pushed it around him until it hit the skin of his pelvis. D moaned as his cock slightly jerked upward. I slid my sticky glazed hand over him then grabbed the Vanilla Bean and shoved it hard next to the Malted. It fit tight, snug, then broke a bit. The glaze nestled in his hair, began to melt from our heat and coated him ever so lightly. I licked my fingers then took the Apricot and moved the hole in and out through the tip of his cock. I squeezed the donut and the room filled again with the smell of rich sweet sweet fruit. “Mmmm. Apricot,” D moaned. I began to eat. First the bottom of the Malted Milk. My tongue grazed his balls, my breasts rubbed against his thighs. I bit the Vanilla Bean, the rush and smell making me woozy. I took the Apricot off of him, brought it around his backside and ran it down between his cheeks, then with one final movement pushed it inside of him. D exploded just as the donut burst forth its rich fruit center.
“Alexa,” he panted afterward. “I think…I think I do like donuts after all.” And he began to giggle, giggle and shake and guffaw like that was the best joke his new teenage ears had ever heard. He couldn’t stop. His laughter was like music. His eyes danced. And his smile, it lit up his face like a room full of biggest birthday candles I could imagine. I smiled and laughed along with him.
Mission accomplished.
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Damn you Alexa, I don't think I'm ever going to be able to so much as look at a donut again without getting a raging hardon!
Posted by Dan on Oct 12 08:04AMWow Alexa, you have a way of making something so sexual into something so innocent. Or was that the other way around? :D I would love to eat doughnuts with you any day and you can definitely eat it off of me. Pretty please! Hehe... If anyone can make a guy feel young again, it's gotta be you girl! A job well done and thanks for sharing it with us! :)
Posted by Pete from Cal on Oct 12 02:27PMInteresting. And hey.. how can he feel 50 when he feels like a 25 yr old in your mouth?
Posted by Scarlett on Oct 12 03:50PMNice story. Are you saying you shoved the donut up his ass? and tickled his prostate?
Posted by Sam on Oct 12 10:31PMOh yummy thanks for the errr tip .. how to have your donut and eat it *smile*
Posted by Leela on Oct 13 02:26PMIf every woman were as skilled as you with things like this, then Krispy Kreme would never go out of business. Then of course, if we were all always playing sexual games with donuts, we would surely gain some weight... And it may not be sexy if your breasts and your stomach are hanging down and rubbing against his legs... would it?
Just a thought... You are amazing Alexa. D is a lucky guy.
Posted by Modern Guy on Oct 17 01:55AMPost a Comment

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A jorb well done!
Seriously, Alexa, that's too fuckin' cool. Bravo.
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