Warm Apple Pie Ch. 02

There I stood with a tasty apple pie in my hands as my eyes once again slipped from Betty's eyes, down past her magnificent cleavage to below her waist where she had tugged her skirt up giving me an unfettered view between her opening legs. I stared at white fabric noticing the indentation where the panties clung tightly to her pussy lips. The slight crevasse featured a slightly darkened wet spot that appeared to be growing as I moved closer and closer to the large woman.

I was torn since I had just finished fucking her apple pie, spurting my cum into her mouth as she munched on the sweet apple pie filling. Although I was physically spent, I was ravenous for a sweet pie of my own, yet I couldn't help but be distracted as she slipped her panties off, exposing her curving pink lips and dark brown curled pubes. Still I was able to keep my mind focused on the apple pie and I carefully tore open the packaging.

Just as I was about to take a bite out of the pie, a tiny corner broke off, bounced off her rumpled skirt and tangled itself in her dark, curly pubic hair. That was all I could handle and I fell to my knees, spread her legs wide and leaned in. My tongue slid through the tight curls working its way to the crumb, where I quickly freed the pastry from her pubes and slipped it into my mouth. The sweet taste was divine and I let the sweet crumb melt in my mouth.

I savored that flavor until a slight tickling reminded me to remove the several hairs that my tongue accidentally drew into my mouth as it pulled the crumb from her hairy crotch. Only after I extricated the two hairs I realized that, much like chocolate and peanut butter make a wonderful taste combination, apple pie and pussy make for a delightful taste experience. Opening her lips with my fingers, I dipped the apple pie into her pussy and as the juices slowly coated the pastry, I carefully let my tongue slide up to Betty's clit.

Gently running my tongue over her quivering nub, I watched her juices begin to run down on my apple pie. After a few moments, I withdrew the pie and took a bite immediately tasting the tart pussy juice and then suddenly the sweet apple pie filling. I let the two flavors combine in my mouth before pushing my tongue back in between her lips. The sweet aftertaste of the pie remained in my mouth as I slurped in more of her tart, salty flavor. I swallowed again and again as I lapped up the wetness inside her.

I had been so absorbed in the sticky wet flavors that I hadn't realized how Betty was responding to my sopping smorgasbord, but when she took hold of my head and pulled me against her, I realized she was enjoying my snacking. Feeling her pussy pushed hard against my face I continued my slurping while at the same time I had to turn my head to catch a breath every now and then.

Betty began thrusting her hips and squeezing her thighs on me, but I was able to take a large bite out of the apple pie before slipping my face back in between her pussy lips. I chewed the pie while nodding my head up and down, letting my lips run from her wet opening all the way up to her clit. After a moment or so, I swallowed the apple pie, came up for a breath and then sucked her clit into my mouth.

Some errant pie filling must have dripped onto her clit, because it tasted wonderfully sweet, so sweet, I nearly bit it, thinking it was a piece of apple. Fortunately, instead of biting, I let my tongue circle the sensitive nub until she cried out, "Oh yes, I'm coming, I'm coming."

I quickly reached up and thrust three fingers into her as I sucked her clit in between my lips. Suddenly her pussy began quivering and then contracting on my fingers, so I eased up a bit on the sucking while she came. I rested my head on her thigh, but left my fingers burrowed deep in her pussy while the contractions slowly subsided.

When her orgasm was finished and we hand both caught our breath I realized I lost track of the rest of my apple pie. I pulled my fingers out of her and while I licked them dry, I looked through her pubic hair, over her thighs and up over her belly looking for the pie. Only when I looked up at her face did I see it disappearing into her mouth.

She carefully chewed the sweet morsel and after she swallowed it all she said, "You know, I'm not sure which is better, apple pie coated with your cum or mine. We just may have to give it another try to find out for sure."

Feeling my cock throbbing in my pants I quickly leapt up and rushed over to the machine to purchase another pie and continue on with our session. I leaned toward the machine and looked down at slot 166 but all I saw was a crunchy granola bar.

"A crunchy granola bar!" I exclaimed.

"A crunchy granola bar?"

"Yes, that is all that is left," I replied.

"Well, you sure as hell ain't shoving that inside me," Betty said, grabbing her panties at her ankles and pulling them up.

"But what about a chocolate bar, we have one of those."

"No, chocolate makes me break out. I only do apple pies, besides I need to get back to work."

I watched as Betty stood up from her chair and slowly waddled out of the lunch room. I sat down on one of the chairs feeling my erection slowly subside while I chanted under my breath, "Apple pie, warm apple pie."