Let them eat cake! (or, in this case, donuts!)

I should begin by saying...he's home. After six long months, my knight is back where he belongs...under the protection of his Queen. But I am keeping him busy! Unfortunately, a little too busy to keep you up to date with our stories and anecdotes of sex rekindled (oh, and love too, of course) ;-)

One of the things I missed most while my knight was away was the companionship of day t0 day activities...from climbing in bed together to taking turns with household chores...even sharing a meal together. So shortly after he returned home, I took the opportunity to share breakfast on my knight. Yes, on, not with.

Don't mistake me, he was not a human plate or a naked servent (well, he was naked and serves, but not together at this point in time). No, he was not objectified this time, he was simply required to share meal with me.

I opened the box and withdrew the Krispie Kream iced chocolate, white cream filled donut. I placed it gently on a plate with a smirk. My knight, who thought I had a sweet tooth (now has a whole new meaning), simply believed I was endulging in a little snack. But there was more in store for this donut than his unsuspecting mind imagined.

First, I asked him if he would like a bite of my donut. He casually declined. I offered again..beginning again my smirk, and moving a little closer to him. He began looking at me in suspect. I told him to drop his pants and began to open the hole of the donut wider with my tongue. I slipped my tongue into the sweet moist hole and motioned in circles creating a wider opening. He watched me, I licked it (we're still talking about the donut).

Then I spread the opening of the donut a little wider with my fingers. I slipped the hole of the donut over the head of his cock and slid the donut down as far as it would go (he is well-endowed and was definitely aroused by what was going on "around" him). Then I proceeded to stroke his cock with the cream filled donut around him. We were getting stickier and sticker by the second.

I was not looking to "re-fill" the donut, so I proceeded the clean up process. I started by licking the cream filling (from the donut) off the head of his penis, sticking my tongue in his slit, rotating my tongue around the head and sucking down the shaft. Then I instructed him to use the remaining parts of the donut to "mark" places he would like my mouth to land.

A delicious treat for us both. I'll save the details of how it ended, because I am evil that way, but I know your imagination will carry vivid images to completion.

Mmmmm....sweet tooth and craving donuts have a whole new meaning for us. A meaning that I know my knight will understand in the most innocent of circumstances with our families present as I give him that half smirk that he recognizes means, "Let's find someplace private to "dine"!"