Strawberries for Tippy

"Open" I say. Then I slide the strawberry down your tongue and say "take a little bite". You bare your teeth, I can see they're nice and white, and take a nip from the bottom of the strawberry. As your teeth close on the strawberry, your lips close around the bottom half of it, holding it like the precious life giving magical fruit that it is. Slowly you loosen the chocolate with your tongue, swirling it around the round bottom of the strawberry, eliciting small drops of sweetness.
 
I push the strawberry the rest of the way into your mouth and you devour it ravenously. I like to tease, but you do need some nourishment so I take another strawberry, swirl it in the chocolate, dip it in the champagne, dab it with whipped cream and drop it whole into your eager mouth.
 
With the next strawberry, I leave it naked. Your head is tipped back and your eyes are still shut, but the slower pace of this strawberry has piqued your curiosity. I take the strawberry and slip it under the top button of your blouse. I run it along the underside of your blouse down along the row of buttons.
 
I'm pleased at how far down I can travel with it without finding a button bound. I can make it almost all the way to where your bra would normally be. There's no bra visible. I do see the swell of the inside of one of your breasts in the narrow opening. I run the cool strawberry up the side of the hill and slide it around the swell of your breast along the top, opening your blouse a little more with every inch traveled.
 
You take another deep breath and your chest swells as if by taking that breath, you might make your blouse disappear. "Unbutton it" I say. Quickly your fingers start to work.
 
I take the strawberry and dip it into the whipped cream again and then peeling your blouse back a little bit, I touch your nipple with it. I rub the strawberry in little circles covering your nipple in white clouds of cream. You're beginning to sit up a little, so I say "back" and you tilt your head back again and open your mouth. I quickly drop the strawberry into your mouth and then lean forward to clean your nipple with my tongue. Round and round I swirl my tongue. I bite tenderly and pull your nipple out a bit then let it go and swirl my tongue round again.
 
I sit back again and admire your form. The slope of your breast from your nipple, down around the big curve and then down towards your chest to your stomach defies gravity. It's one of the most pleasing shapes in existence on earth. It's full and round, soft and supple.

I dip another strawberry in all three bowls and load it up nicely and bring it back up to your mouth. I hold it out just beyond reach of your tongue. You reach out to touch it with your tongue and I let just a tiny touch, enough that you have just a drop of cream on your tongue. As your tongue retracts, I dab it again, teasingly. I touch the strawberry to your nose and then drop it into your mouth. While you're chewing, and smiling a little I notice, a reach again to your breast and cup it, admiring it once again. As I cup your breast, I look lower.
 
Your belly disappears below the band of your trousers. It's an intriguing trail down between your breasts, along your belly, but then it stops at the button of your trousers. I look lower, curious as to what you look like below those trousers. I'm getting a reaction from my taste of your breasts and the further speculation that I'm engaging in now and my pants are starting to get tight. "Unbutton" I say.
 
You reach down and quickly unbutton your trousers and unzip them too, but leave them on. The trail is a bit longer now and I feast on the new treats available to my eyes. The skin is soft and smooth and a little lighter in color than the rest of your skin. This is a private place that you're sharing and I smile to myself in pleasure for the sight of it. Further down I can see an ivory color peeking out from between the teeth of the zipper. It has a pattern of twining climbing vines, leaves and flowers, a fecund garden lies below.
 
I dip another strawberry and touch it to the top of your lips. To reach the spot of cream left on your lips, you must curl your tongue up a little towards your nose, exposing it more than it is usually exposed to run it back and forth along the top of your lips. That's a sensuous act, an almost universal expression of pleasing taste. Your blouse is open, your trousers are too, and you’re running your tongue along the top of your lips trying to get the last bit of sweetness that you can find. Are you getting restless?
 
Too racy?

I drop the loaded strawberry in and reach for another naked one. It's my turn for some nourishment. I put the strawberry in my mouth, to hold it, not to eat it, and get up and move around to the lower part of the chair. I reach under you with both hands and pull your trousers and everything down. You lift your hips to help me and as I pull, I watch closely as your mound and then lips come into view. As your panties pull away I can see a little bit of moisture in a thin string from your lips to the insides of your panties.
 
Your mound is round and neatly trimmed. As I drop your trousers on the floor next to the chair, I reach for your legs and lift them up and place them on each side of the plush arms of the chair. I reach for the strawberry in my mouth and start to make a delicate line above your mount with it's tip. I run it back and forth, then down one leg and then back up the inside. I trace it back around the other side and around again. From your hips I move back around to the middle and then down your mound and probe the top of your slit. I slide the tip of the strawberry down, pulling open one side much the same way I did with your blouse and then back up the other side. I can see the insides glistening and run the strawberry down again, a little deeper this time. Down lower, where your lips open a little more, I dip it in further. Then I bring the strawberry to my lips and suck on the tip. "This tastes good" I comment, not expecting an answer.
 
I take the strawberry again and tease your lips again, running it down and then up again several times, each time probing a little deeper. "Back" I say, and I stand up and drop the strawberry into your mouth. As it drops into your mouth and your lips close around it, I lean forward and kiss you again. I kiss you deeply and send my tongue into you looking for the sweet nectar of the strawberry. We kiss for minutes. I'm proud of you for your accomplishment.
 
The rest of this might be too much...I'd hate to see Scarlett swoon in shock.

:)
 
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I got your PM. LOL. :rolleyes: You learn something new every day. :)

I have another call that just started. This is on something pretty complex. :( I have to concentrate.

What would the rest of this be? I guess you'll have to use your imagination. :eek:
 
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