Spiders Eggs

My favorite sweet thing. Besides you, of course.

I was introduced to it as 'spiders eggs'. I think some people have called it 'frogs eggs'. I suppose most people just call it tapioca pudding.

And now I am going to combine my two all-time favorite sweets.

We sit, naked, at the dining room table and I place the small container of tapioca pudding you have brought home for me between us. You eye the open container. I don't know if you want the tapioca as much as you want the way I might feed it to you.

I take the container from you and I dip a breast into it, covering my areola lightly with pudding. You can still see the dark chocolate brown skin underneath. You lick your lips as I lift my tit and lick the tapioca off, tilting it slightly to get under the areola. There are so many benefits to a larger chest.

I dip two fingers into the tapioca and spread the pudding more thickly on the same breast. I look at you and you take my tit in your hand and begin slowly licking it off. You finish with a deep suck. My breathing is heavier. We do the same with the opposite breast. Savoring the pudding and getting me hot and wet indeed. We eat about a quarter of the pudding this way.

I tap the top of the dining room table and you take the hint, hopping up and leaning back on your elbows. I take a handful of the tapioca and grab your cock, sliding my pudding filled hand up and down. The pudding is lukewarm, not cold. The moans I hear tell me the feeling is nice. Very nice indeed.

I stand before you and I lick the pudding off of my hand, licking the palm with the flat of my tongue and sucking on each finger in turn. Little. Ring. Middle. Index. Thumb. Then I lower my head and begin to lick the pudding off of your cock. Long licks. Slow licks. Wet licks. The more I lick the greater my job becomes as you get harder underneath my tongue. I finish by engulfing you as best I can and slowly raising my mouth from you. And then I do it again, this time beginning with a very hard cock. There is only half a container left for us to consume.

You shudder and sit up, sliding to the floor. I stand looking up at you. You take me by the shoulders and turn me around with a grin that can only mean you have had a wonderful idea.

You lift me onto the table and kiss me. You gently lay me on the table and hop up on top of me, straddling my waist. Your cock is just below my chest. And suddenly I realize what you have planned and I raise my chin and moan at the thought.

You spread the rest of the tapioca between my breasts. You let me lick the pudding off of your hand and fingers as you move your body further up my torso. I put my hands over yours as you push my breasts together, trapping your cock. And you begin to rock. I lick at your tip, first tasting only pudding. Then there is the taste of your pre-cum as you begin to slide yourself faster and faster between my coated tits.

You cum on my face with a deep groan and several bucks of your hips. I get some in my mouth, but I am not trying very hard. I enjoy your warmth on my face. My chin and my cheeks. My forehead and under my eyes.

You let me lick you clean before you get off of me and lay beside me, panting slightly and getting erect again from my cleaning of you. You rest a moment before you prop yourself up on your elbow and begin licking me clean. You begin with my forehead and work around my face, kissing me deeply when you are done, so I may taste your cum from your mouth.

You lick my neck clean and begin licking and sucking my chest. My moans double as you slip your free hand between my legs and as you suck clean, at last, one nipple then the other I cry out with my orgasm. You never let me go without.

I have tapioca in my hair still and we are both sweaty. We take advantage of the opportunity to head for the shower.