Cream X Vanilla Novels & Stories

I scoffed. “Lame? Let me guess.” He takes a scoop of my ice cream and savors it in his mouth. “Mhm.” This was getting me irritated, I just stood and watched. Getting struck down and stained by his habits. “Vanilla and Chocolate. Remember when we used to….”

Carmen said excitedly. She grabbed her hand and took her inside the parlor. She chose strawberry flavor. “What do you want, Hazel?” She asked. She looked at her and Hazel was looking too confused. “The white one,” she said awkwardly. “The white you mean Vanilla?” She asked. She nodded. They took their cup towards the table. “Why did you call Vanilla the white one?” She asked curiously. “Because I have not eaten ice cream since age 6,” she said smiling. “What? Why?” Carmen was shocked.

I replied and he chuckled. “You like boring flavours I see” He pointed out and I gasped dramatically. “I'll have you know that Vanilla isn't boring, it's the OG. No other ice cream can top it” I told him and he scoffed. “I beg to differ. Chocolate ice cream is the best” He argued and I rolled my eyes. “Oh please. Even chocolate ice cream needs a little bit of vanilla in it sometimes” I retorted and he chuckled. “You're very passionate about ice cream i see” He pointed out and I shrugged.

She took out a small cup and asked him, “Do you want me to place two scoops of vanilla and top it with the remaining mango?” “That won’t be a weird mix, is it?” “It shouldn’t be. Vanilla’s quite universal and goes well with most flavors.” “Do that, then.” “Anything else?” He squinted. Would she want company as she enjoys her ice cream? Or would she want an extra cup? “Give me another cup of vanilla.” “Cool. Toppings?”

"You're telling me that you've never had blueberry cheesecake ice cream?" I asked with astonishment as I handed him the controller, and he took his turn. He shook his head slowly as he looked over at me. "It’s vanilla ice cream with swirls of blueberry and chunks of cheesecake in it. It is so good!"

There's a note on it. "Get creative. There's whipping cream and chocolate you can melt. Thank me later" ****************************************************

Bringing my head back up from her core, I wiped my lips on the back of my hand. "Tastes like vanilla!" I said, licking the remaining drops on my lips. You have no idea of my late obsession with vanilla. Firstly, because vanilla is her favorite flavor and now it is mine too. And secondly, she literally tastes like vanilla. I gave her a sexy grin, tossing the bottle of whipped cream away, not before lathering her boobs in it. Trailing my lips from her stomach to her chest, I bit her nipple as I reached it. Her hands instantly found their way into my hair, clutching and tugging them in the process. Arching her back further, she shoved her boobs more in my face. I continued sucking and, without

I grinned hearing her question and opened the fridge that was placed in front of her that had a lot of ice creams stuffed in it. "Ice cream." she squealed. "All for you." "Which one you want, chocolate, mango, strawberry..." I wasn't even done telling her all the flavours when she said, "Vanilla." "Sure, Ma'am," I said and took out the vanilla in a bowl. Unlike always I didn't choose vanilla and was eating chocolate flavour. "I want that too," she said licking the spoon as she had finished the content of the bowl. I felt hot out of the blue.

I asked him. "Vanilla. Yours?" "Anything except strawberry and vanilla. Those are bland flavours." "Don't you dare speak ill against vanilla." He threatened. "I shall!" "Then pizza is aweful- ouch I can't even say that as a revenge." Blake tried to comeback but couldn't. "Ha! See I was right. Vanilla ice cream is bland." "So is your humour, but you don't see me complaining, do you?" I gasped at this. "Excuse me? I-"