The Lewd Cookie の小説・ストーリー

Littering kisses from my cleavage to my crotch, Leo stroked the beady flesh of my clitoris, seemingly preening at the vulgar sounds that exited my lips as he performed his ministrations. “You are the most gorgeous woman on earth, Allie,” He said, eyes full of adoring warmth. “So gorgeous inside out. Just look at how beautiful your wet pussy is.” Trust Leo to easily turn an heartwarming confession into a wanton utterance. For some reason that turned me on even more. In response to his nasty utterance, I moaned, grabbing his shoulder. He darted me another smirk before pressing a kiss to my clitoris, multiplying the pleasure within me.

Leo quickly covered the bowl, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over him. The employee laughed mockingly. “Mr. Leo, it seems your wife isn’t completely satisfied with you! I know some experts in… that area. Want me to recommend them?” Leo's blood boiled at the comment, but he forced himself to stay calm, clenching his teeth in frustration. “Greg, what is this?” he asked, glaring at the man who had brought in the soup. Greg glanced at the bowl and chuckled nervously. “Oysters, Chinese chives, and lamb testicles? Boss, isn’t this the… aphrodisiac package? Why would your wife make this for you?”

Samantha growled as she unloaded twenty packs of my craving stuff in front of me. “She is a cookie monster !!” Jax cracked up and suddenly all my siblings went wild as they sung the extremely R- rated song, “Cookie Monster” by R. Kelly together. Ughh. These ape shit crazy bastards !!!! They were going to ruin cookies for me, weren’t they ? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Mm like an Oreo I love to lick the middle like an Oreo (Turn up)

Was it too late to regret this? … The tray of cookies had finished baking. In fact, they’d baked a little too long. Several had melted into odd shapes, some were half-burnt on the bottom, and a few chocolate chips had exploded and oozed out like lava. What should have been a tray of golden, soft cookies had turned into a battlefield of misshapen blobs and crispy chaos. Raina rubbed her forehead and hesitated. Still, she used a spatula to pry a few survivors from the tray and managed to plate two “cookies” onto small dishes. She handed one to Leif and kept the other, squatting beside him on the carpet.

Talking in hushed voices and whispers. “What have you made?” I asked. “The soup you are having, tesoro.” “No wonder it tastes like shit.” “You!” He squeezed my thigh below the table. I gripped the spoon hard and pursed my lips. “It’s delicious.” “You’re lying.” “Okay, shit it is then.” This time he trailed his fingers higher on my thigh and gently rubbed there, making me let out a breathless gasp. All eyes fell on us. I quickly lowered my face on the bowl of soup. Leaving him to deal with it. “I made cookies! Has anybody tried the cookies yet?” He blurted. I was dying with a silent laughter that my eyes started to tear up.

He doesn't just taste my cookie, he takes a greedy bite that sends the phone flying out of my hand! “FUCK!!!”

I abruptly leap to my feet. “Is something wrong?” he asks, concerned. Oh fuvk! just stay far away from me. “Nope. I'm great.” “I'll get us drinks.” “No, drinks! Anything, but no drinks.” He shrugs, goes to a mini locker and brings out a bunch of cookies which he spreads on a flat plate. “Why am I getting spooky when I'm only having cookies…” I mumble after a few bites. “These cookies contain a bit of alcohol ingredient…”

Her fingers hook into the waist band of my shorts, and I lift my hips to help her pull them off. My dick springs free and her eyes go wide. "You are so big." She whispers and I can't help but chuckle. I watch as she reaches for me slowly, wrapping her soft hand around my throbbing shaft. Her movements are kind of clumsy and unsure as she starts stroking up and down. "Fuck baby. Your hands are so soft." A small bead of precum comes out and she leans forward sticking her tongue out slowly as she licks the head of my dick. Oh fuck. I hate to admit how embarrassingly close I am to cumming and she hasn't even put my dick in her mouth yet.

That seemed to raise some red flags as far as Leila was concerned At the sound of Mrs. Morten’s footsteps echoing back across the linoleum kitchen, both girls scrambled to take a seat on the couch before they were caught snooping. Zen remembered to be the picture of modesty by crossing her legs at the ankle as their host came into the living room carrying a tray with iced tea, lemonade, and what appeared to be Fig Newtons. Leila remembered those nasty cookies from her childhood, the only ones her grandmother would keep in her house, and the only dessert she would serve her granddaughters. That was the only thing Leila and Lily had ever agreed on, as both girls found the cookies gross and fed

At this point, Jamie could barely control the waves of lust that were sailing through him but he grabbed onto the armrest of the sofa, digging his nails into the sleek leather with clenched jaws just to hold back from going to devour her like he wanted to. “Like this, daddy?” Cookie asked in a low voice, sounding as though she was high from the pleasure. Jamie gulped, his eyes still glued to her pussy. “Just like that, doll. Rub that tiny little pleasure nub,” Cookie didn’t need much coercing to dive into it as her middle finger dipped into her slit to gather some wetness before trailing back to her clit and she began rubbing tight little circles on it. Soft urgent moans escaped her lips as