Double Soft Cream Novels & Stories

"I've got the perfect thing," said Fred, reaching into the case beside him and pulling out a tube of cream and reading from the label on the back. "This is Erecto-sure. An organic cream that not only guarantees a long-lasting erection, but also helps you get it up again afterwards and makes your load bigger." Claire frowned; she didn't remember the Erecto-sure having a white label and the description that Fred had read from the packaging didn't quite sound how she remembered it. She also wasn't sure why they'd want it at a hen's night or a bachelor party.

The only difference between hers and his dish was his omelet was five eggs. As Alexandra sits at the breakfast bar, Jeremy asks her if she wants coffee and how she likes her coffee. She replied, “I don’t suppose you keep a stock of ridiculously sweet coffee creamer? Just judging by the healthy spread.” She laughed to herself, a slight rose dusting her cheeks, considering how excited she gets at the sweet seasonal flavors during the year. Jeremy smiles and responds, “ I only have one ridiculously sweet coffee creamer, which is Bailey’s coffee creamer non-alcoholic triple sweet cream. Would that work for you? “

The soft fabric soaked up the moisture as I worked through each strand with care. I moved to the creams and oils she had laid out in elegant glass jars, their gold labels etched in a curling script. One smelled like almond and honey, another like orange blossom and white tea. I chose the simplest one, pale and thick like fresh cream, and smoothed it into my skin. The lotion warmed in my palms as I massaged it into my arms and legs, my shoulders, my neck, working through the tension still hiding in the joints and muscles. Next came the hair.

Seeing the cream reminded Xiao Chen of the jam on bread in his former world. "What is this?" Xiao Chen asked, staring curiously at the jar. "It's cream. This thing can be eaten and mixed with bread like this!" Xiao Chen watched as the mermaid demonstrated how to use the cream, which was often referred to as jam in his old world. "Cream? Does this come from the sea? How do you make it?" Xiao Chen asked, very curious about the sea-made jam. The mermaid explained to Xiao Chen without the slightest hesitation or suspicion, that it came from the sea kingdom's farm, which usually produced food for the sea people. It had been created a long time ago and was considered a specialty food of the easter

"I just wanted a hair shampoo." The anger in his eyes dissolves as he comes to a stop in front of me and a smirk replaces it instead. He sighs and shakes his head. "You've got a variety of shampoos in ten different types of hair flavors already - Coconut, Avocado, Frosted Cookie, Strawberry, Cinnamon buns, Pink Frosted layer cake, Grapefruit Mango butter, Marshmallow Buttercream, Strawberry Milkshake, and the -"

Sugar Rush Creamery. I walked around and opened her door. We walked inside together. The bell chimed loudly. The shop smelled like waffle cones and melted chocolate. Medora froze just inside the door. She looked at the massive glass display case full of bright colors. She looked incredibly scared to actually step up to the counter. She thought she was breaking a rule by wanting something sweet. I stepped right up behind her. "You can get whatever you want, Medora," I urged in a soft voice. "You have earned it."

Tony said gruffly, then winked down at Gemma. “Please, guys. I just ate one of Mom’s cinnamon rolls,” Kyle groaned. “I bet you ate the middle one too, didn’t you?” Gemma teased. “Don’t worry, she made a whole cake pan.” “Good. The middle ones are my favorite ones.” “Too bad Dad ate the other one,” Kyle replied. Gemma let out an exaggerated groan and pretended to faint. “But I need that one," she whined. "It has the most frosting, and they’re never as done as the ones on the outside,”

The liquid stung at first—sharp, foreign—before melting into warmth that made me arch against the velvet. Another man came with a bowl of cream. Thick, white, sweet-smelling. He spooned it over my breasts, letting it drip down my curves, over my nipples, coating me until the lace clung wet and sticky against my skin. He smeared it with his fingers, painting me like a canvas meant for consumption.

“Salamat, pwede mo bang basahin ang naka sulat sa huling pahina?” I nodded begone reading it, “Ang mga presyo ay 7 Fells bawat litro ng harina, 1 Nars ng mantikilya, 6 Fells bawat kalahating kilong mantika, 1 Nar 3 Fells bawat kalahating kilong cream, 8 Nars bawat kalahating kilong marquis black tea…”

I felt that I was about to faint, he moved down to my breast as he kept kissing and sucking every inch until he reached one of my breasts. He lifted the lace bra over my head and threw it, he kissed each of my nipples then he sucked on it while he massaged the other one he kept pinching it from time to time I began to moan from pleasure. His tongue played around my nipple, his warm mouth covered my nipple, then he moved to the other one and did the same as he did with the other one. When he brought the wine for he brought a bucket of ice which I totally forgot about I wanted to ask him why did he bring it for but it totally slipped away. he kissed my stomach sucking pausing at my bell bottom