Chocolate covered Oded
By ladybug
“Honey? Can you come here a minute?” she heard Oded
call from the kitchen. She frowned. She was watching “It’s a Wonderful
Life” and it was almost over.
“Can it wait for 15 more minutes, Ded? The movie is almost over.”
“Oh for Christ’s sakes, babe, you watch that damn movie every year!”
He had really hoped to get her in the kitchen without revealing anything, but it
looked like he’d have to use an incentive. “I have a surprise for
you!” he added.
“Alright, alright, I’m coming!” She got up off the couch and turned
the TV off. A few seconds later, she entered the kitchen, stopped, then
began to laugh.
Oded stood in front of the island counter in a chef’s jacket and there were
several jars and paintbrushes sitting on the counter in front of him.
“Where on earth did you get a chef’s jacket?” she asked curiously.
“Borrowed it from the wardrobe department,” he answered with a bright smile
“And what, pray tell, is this stuff?” she asked a bit nervously.
“This?” Oded swept his arm in front of him indicating the jars.
“This is your surprise.” He grinned and winked playfully.
She arched an eyebrow and approached the counter. Picking up one of the
unopened jars, she looked at the label. “Chocoholics,” she read out
loud. Her eyes dropped further down the label. “Body Paint?”
Her eyes widened in shock. “You can’t be serious!” Her eyes
snapped back up to meet his amused gaze.
“Oh lighten up, sweetheart, it will be fun!” He laughed. She was
way too tense during the holidays. All the shopping, decorating and
everything else that went along with Christmas tended to stress her out and he
was bound and determined that she would have fun this year. It was one of
his main reasons for taking care of the tree decorating earlier this week.
“I don’t know, Oded. What exactly did you have in mind?” She
eyed him warily.
His eyes darkened, as they swept over her body. His tongue came out to
slowly lick his lips as his deep voice dropped several octaves. “Licking this
stuff off every inch of your body!” he nearly growled.
“Oh sweet Jesus!” she breathed softly, her body reacting immediately to his
erotic statement. Suddenly her whole mood changed. She felt happy
and playful. Grabbing up one of the jars and a paintbrush, she grinned.
“But first ya gotta catch me!” She laughed and ran from the kitchen.
Oded laughed as he made a grab for a paintbrush and several jars of the
chocolate body paint. Now THIS was the woman he’d fallen in love with!
Playful and unpredictable. He charged out of the kitchen, following her.
He caught sight of her disappearing up the stairs and followed. When he
entered their bedroom, he saw the body paint jar sitting on her dresser, but she
was nowhere in sight.
“Honey? Come out, come out wherever you are!” he called out in an
innocent voice. He looked under the bed, in the closet and was heading for
the bathroom, when she popped out from behind the bedroom door and plopped him
across the nose with her paintbrush.
She began laughing hysterically when he crossed his eyes to look at the blob of
chocolate that sat on the end of his nose. He uncrossed his eyes and gave
her his “dangerous” look. “I hope you know this means war!”
But his lips were twitching and it was too hard for him to keep the twinkle from
his eyes.
She tried to turn and run, but his arm hooked her around the stomach and he
hauled her laughing and shrieking to the bed. He used his own momentum to
tumble them onto the bed and he landed on top of her with a grin. Her eyes
were twinkling up at him as he dipped his nose down to her mouth. “Clean
up your mess, young lady!” he commanded.
She laughed. “And if I don’t?”
“Oh the torture you will receive for your disobedience, wench!”
“Torture? Really? You promise?” she asked playfully, her
expression hopeful.
He laughed. “You are incorrigible!” His lips hovered over hers.
“So are you going to lick this stuff off or not?” he asked a bit more
seriously, his breathing speeding up a bit.
“Oh I don’t know. I kind of like the way it looks . . .” She broke
off laughing as he began to tickle her. “Okay, okay! Uncle,
Uncle!” she shrieked.
Oded stopped his tickle torture and once again presented his nose to her mouth.
She stuck her tongue out and curled it around the end of his nose.
He was not prepared for the intense desire that slammed through his body at the
stroke of her tongue. If he hadn’t already been lying down, his knees
would have buckled beneath him. Damn! Another lazy stroke of her
velvety tongue across the tip of his nose and the chocolate was gone. He
groaned as his lips caught hers and he thrust his tongue into her mouth and
curled it around her own tongue. He could taste the chocolate she had just
licked off his nose and the thought of her licking chocolate off other parts of
his body was almost his undoing.
With another groan, he broke the kiss and pushed away from her. Sitting
up, he began tugging at her shirt. She also sat up and began unbuttoning
the chef’s jacket he was wearing. Minutes later, they had their clothes
removed and Oded pushed her back down on the bed and straddled her hips.
His manhood jutted up between them at full mast. Grinning at her, he
reached for one of the jars that had landed off to one side when he’d tackled
her on the bed earlier. He twisted the lid and tossed it to the floor.
Locating the paintbrush, he picked it up and dipped it in the chocolate
frosting.
“Hmmmm, let’s see.” He pretended to be thinking about what he could
possible do first and she watched him in avid anticipation.
He touched the paintbrush to her chin, then stroked it down across her throat to
stop at the little hollow spot located just below her throat. Leaning
forward, he touched his tongue to that hollow spot, then ran his tongue back up
the trail he’d just left with the paintbrush. When he reached her chin,
he took it into his mouth and sucked the chocolate off.
“Oh my!” she muttered as she felt his warm tongue wrap around her chin.
The sucking motion caused a delicious shiver to race up her spine.
Straightening up, he dipped the paintbrush back into the jar and drew circles
around each nipple. He dipped the paintbrush again and drew a circle
around the base of each breast. Setting the jar and paintbrush down on the
bedside table, he scooted down so that his head was easily positioned over her
breasts. Her breath sucked in sharply as she felt the hard length of his
shaft brush across her femininity. He grinned knowingly and bent his head
to stroke his tongue across the line of chocolate that went beneath one breast.
She breathed deeply through her nose, causing her breasts to rise up against his
mouth. She brought her hands up to tangle them in his dark curls. As
he continued to stroke his tongue around her breast, following the trail of
chocolate, she made a ponytail with his hair and held it in her hands. She
had to do something with her hands; the feel of his velvety tongue stroking her
was making her fidgety and oh so hot!
She felt the warmth of his tongue curl around a nipple and she about jumped
beneath him. He chuckled softly, the deep husky tone curling through her
body just as his tongue curled around her nipple. He drew the erect nipple
deep into his mouth, effectively sucking off any chocolate that might still
remain. He released her breast and moved to the other one, quickly follow
the same path he had with the first one. She squirmed beneath him, hardly
able to catch her breath. She pulled and played with his long thick hair
to keep herself from going crazy.
Finally, he sat up and reached for the jar and paintbrush again. His brown
eyes had deepened to a dark mahogany and they nearly scorched her as he raked
them down her body. “Now, lets see. I think I shall write
something witty across you stomach.” he announced, his deep voice showing the
effects of his ministrations.
“How about ‘fuck me now?!’” She threw out to him.
He tossed his head back and laughed. She rarely used vulgar curse words,
so when she did, it always caught him off guard. He flashed her his
mega-watt smile, his dimples deepening in his cheeks. “That, my love,
will come later.”
“Actually, I think it is my turn to do the painting and licking,” she
announced and snatched the jar and paintbrush from his hands. “On your
back, Israeli!”
He laughed and decided to comply with her command. He suddenly wanted very
much to feel her tongue stroking his body. She rose up over him and
straddled his waist. She dipped the paintbrush into the jar and sat
considering for a moment.
“Aw the hell with this!” she announced and tossed the paintbrush to the side
and proceeded to dump the entire contents of the jar on Oded’s chest.
She heard his shocked gasp and grinned. “I feel like finger painting
anyways!”
She placed her hands in the middle of the chocolate goo and began to spread it
around his hard muscled chest. He began to laugh when her fingers found
his ticklish ribs. He grabbed her wrists and brought her hands to his
mouth and proceeded to lick the chocolate from her fingers. One by one, he
drew them into his mouth and sucked the chocolate off, curling his tongue around
each slender finger. He then proceeded to lick her palm until the
chocolate was off. He then turned his attention to her other hand and did
the same thing. She was so stunned by the intensity of the heat that
rippled through her whole body that she momentarily forgot that it was supposed
to be her turn.
When he finally finished, he stared at her in amusement. “You plan to
clean up this mess?” he asked referring to the chocolate spread over his
entire chest.
She flashed him a wicked grin. “If you’ll quit distracting me and going out
of turn!”
He laughed softly. “Alright, no more cutting in.”
She leaned over him and began to lick the chocolate off his chest. She
placed her hands in it again and smeared it around more as she licked. Her
tongue stroked across a hard nipple and heard him breath in sharply. She
continued with her attentions until she finally had the chocolate licked off his
chest. By the time she was done, his eyes were closed and his breathing
was labored. His hands clutched at the bedspread and he looked very tense.
Finally he opened his eyes when he hadn’t felt her tongue for a few moments.
She was staring down at him with a hungry smile.
He started to sit up. “Oh no, big guy, not yet! I still have one
more item on my agenda that needs attention.” She placed her chocolate
covered hand in the middle of his chest and pushed him back down. When she
removed her hand, there was a chocolate handprint in the center of his chest.
She laughed and he glanced down to see what amused her so. He was smiling
when his eyes came back up to meet hers, and he winked at her.
She grabbed one of the other jars of chocolate body frosting and twisted the lid
off. Tossing it to the side, she scooped her fingers into the jar and then
tossed it. It landed with a muffled thud on the carpeted floor.
Rubbing her hands together, she moved to place herself between Oded’s legs.
His erection swayed at full attention before her.
It suddenly occurred to him what she was planning to do, but it was too late to
stop her. Lord help him, he didn’t know if he could have, even if he’d
known ahead of time. “Son of a bi-.” He broke off with a groan as her
chocolate covered hands circled his hard length.
He heard her giggle as her hands squeezed gently, then ran up and down the
length of him. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!” he gasped as visions of
her licking all that chocolate off filled his head.
And then her head bent and her mouth was on him. Her tongue stroked up his
hard length as if it were a lollipop. She reached the top and swirled her
tongue around his velvety soft tip. He groaned loudly, thrusting his hips
up. She laughed throatily and continued the sweet torture of licking him
up and down, her tongue stroking, tasting the sweet chocolate. After a few
minutes, when she knew she had brought him to the edge, she suddenly released
him and sat up.
“I need some milk,” she stated.
Oded’s eyes snapped open and he snagged her arm just as she started to get up
from the bed. “Don’t you dare!” he growled and yanked her back.
She laughed as she fell back across him. She didn’t think she had ever
seen him move so fast! “Alright, I guess the milk can wait.” She
giggled as she settled herself back between his legs and he leaned back to watch
her.
She took him into her hands again and without further preamble, she took him
into her mouth. “Oooooh myyyyyy god!” he groaned gruffly.
She worked his hard length with her mouth and tongue, sinking as far down on him
as she could before drawing him out. She swirled her tongue around him,
removing every last bit of chocolate. His hips were jerkily thrusting up,
his control about gone.
Finally, he had enough and he sat up and grabbed her by her upper arms.
Raising her up, he flipped her over on her back and covered her body with his.
Parting her legs with his knees, his fingers sought her hot chamber to test her
readiness. He needn’t have worried; she was slick with her essence and
ready for him. She moaned at the feel of his fingers on her and she raised
her hips against them. Removing his hand, he quickly replaced it with his
hard shaft and thrust deeply into her. Her hands came around his back, her
legs wrapped around his hips and held on as he began to thrust wildly.
She felt her climax building as he ground his hips against her. Her breath
hitched in her lungs and her fingers clutched at his back. She thrust her
hips up to meet his as his strokes got harder and faster. His breath was
hot against her neck, coming out in bursts with each thrust. She whimpered
beneath him as her release finally broke loose and sent wave upon wave of
ripples through her body. Feeling her tight sheath clench around him was
enough to send him over the edge. He sank deeply into her several more
times, groaning his release. He collapsed on top of her, mindful not to
crush her. His lips pressed to her neck as they both attempted to settle
their breathing. A light coating of perspiration covered both of them as
he finally raised his head to look down at her. His hands framed her face
as he nibbled her chocolate flavored lips. She closed her eyes and sighed
as her own hands came up to frame his face.
When she opened her eyes again, she began to laugh. She had forgotten her
hands were covered in chocolate and Oded now had it smeared all over his cheeks
and in his goatee. He glanced at her hands and grinned. “Ready for
a shower?”
Her eyes darkened with desire at the idea. “Oh yeah!” she answered
throatily and they both jumped up and raced for the bathroom, laughing.
To be continued . . .