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The Chef and His Desire

Published June 23
Soda couldn’t keep his eyes off Cherry’s perky plump breasts. She was unbuttoning her buttoned dress, and he could see her lacy black bra. He could only imagine what she looked like underneath it. Cherry noticed Soda staring and gave him a sly smile. “Like what you see?” she asked, her voice dripping with innuendo. Soda gulped, feeling his pants tighten around his bulging hard rock cock. “I was just admiring your, uh, nice scoops,” he stammered, trying to play it cool. Cherry laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “Nice scoops? Really?” she teased, running her hand over her chest. “I think they’re a little more than that.” Soda felt his face flush with heat. He couldn’t believe he just said that out loud. But Cherry seemed to enjoy it, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She leaned in closer, her piercing blue eyes locked onto Soda’s. “You should take your shirt off,” she purred. “I’m pretty sure this is a ‘topless’ restaurant, not a tapas restaurant.” Soda raised an eyebrow, feeling a thrill run through him. He had never been to a topless restaurant before, but he was certainly intrigued. He stood up, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. He could feel Cherry’s gaze on him, and it made his heart race. He took off his shirt, revealing his rippling muscles and soaked precum abs. Cherry let out a low whistle, her eyes widening. “Wow, you’re in shape,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Soda felt his cock twitch in his pants. He couldn’t help but feel a little proud of his physique. Cherry leaned in closer, her hand brushing against Soda’s abs. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and it made him dizzy with desire. “Aren’t you going to take off your pants too?” she asked, her voice low and seductive. Soda felt his heart skip a beat. He hadn’t expected things to escalate so quickly, but he was certainly not complaining. He undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground. Cherry’s eyes widened as she saw his ginormous cock magically unzip his pants. “Guess what?” Soda said, his voice husky with desire. “That’s not the only thing that’s supersized right now.” Cherry let out a low moan, her hand reaching out to touch Soda’s cock. He could feel her fingers tracing the length of him, and it made him shiver with pleasure. “Do you mind if I slurp your noodle?” she asked, her voice dripping with desire. Soda felt his knees go weak. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He nodded, unable to speak. Cherry sank to her knees, her piercing blue eyes locked onto Soda’s. She licked her lips, her tongue darting out to taste him. Soda let out a low moan as he felt Cherry’s lips wrap around his cock. She sucked him deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him. Soda could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He couldn’t believe how good it felt. “You have had worse things in your mouth,” Cherry said, her voice muffled by Soda’s cock. Soda let out a low laugh, his hands tangled in Cherry’s hair. He couldn’t believe how amazing this felt. Cherry started to move faster and faster, her mouth sucking and licking and teasing. Soda could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. “Fucking eat me,” he groaned, his hips thrusting forward. Cherry let out a low moan, her tongue flicking against Soda’s tip. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge. And then, with one final thrust, he came hard, his juices spilling into Cherry’s mouth. She swallowed him down, her eyes locked onto Soda’s. Soda let out a low moan, his body trembling with pleasure. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. Cherry stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “That was fun,” she said, her voice light and teasing. Soda let out a low laugh, feeling his cock twitch in his pants. He couldn’t believe how amazing this night had been. “You’re right,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “That was fun. But I think we’re just getting started.” Cherry raised an eyebrow, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Oh, really?” she asked, her voice dripping with innuendo. Soda nodded, feeling his cock twitch in his pants. He couldn’t wait to see what else this night had in store. The end.