#Erotica Every Day: Butterscotch
September 22
Butterscotch© 2018 Giselle Renarde
Where do you even get an inflatable pool that size?
Don’t ask me. This was Noella’s big surprise. She wanted to throw me a party. I told her I’d break up with her if she did. Not that I’d end our relationship over something like that, but I guess she could see it in my eyes: birthday parties were not my thing.
I liked spending time with people one-on-one, not in big groups. Big groups got overwhelming. One-on-one you could engage another person in deep conversation.
That’s not exactly what Noella had in mind for us.
She’d inflated this silly little pool in the middle of her living room… and filled it with butterscotch pudding.
I’m not joking.
When I saw it, I started to laugh.
She said, “If there’s one thing I know about you, it’s that you’ve always wanted to give mud wrestling a go.”
“That’s true,” I told her.
“And if there’s another thing I know about you it’s that butterscotch is your favourite flavour of pudding.”
“That’s true too!”
“So I figured, hey-ho, let’s combine the two! Let’s mud-wrestle in butterscotch pudding!”
I couldn’t believe she’d gone to such lengths for me, but when I tried to kiss her she backed away and said, “No, no, no. First we get naked. Then, if you want a kiss, you need to wrestle me for it.”
Well, okay. The curtains were closed. The music was on. I stripped right in front of her, and she did the same. Her body always aroused me, but it seemed extra exciting because it was about to be covered in pudding.
She stepped into the ring, then got down on her knees. “Better if our centres of gravity start low, because we’re both going to get slammed into this pudding and I don’t want to hurt you on your birthday.”
“Or any other day, I hope!”
I stepped in too, and kneeled in the pool. The pudding felt weird against my skin, but what really surprised me was that it was slightly warm.
“Did you heat it up?” I asked.
“Heat it up? I made it from scratch.”
My heart throbbed with love, and Noella took advantage of my mushy distraction to grab me by the arms and slide me side-ways into the pool.
Instantly, my right side was covered in pudding. I had it in my hair, in my ear, on my shoulder, on my face. I licked the pudding from my lips and savoured the caramel loveliness of its homemade taste.
“Oh wow,” I said. “It’s so good!”
Noella said thanks as she slid behind me and pushed me down flat. Yup, I went face-down into the pudding and came up gasping. It hadn’t quite reached my eyes, thank goodness, but I was pretty sure I could sense dabs of pudding on my eyelashes.
I flipped onto my back and took a quick look at the two of us. My entire front was slick with smooth, silky pudding. Noella was mostly clean skin.
But not for long.
I grabbed two handfuls of pudding and slapped them against Noella’s big breasts. She gasped, and I took the opportunity to grab her good. From my sitting position in the warm pool, I wrapped my pudding-y arms around her waist, then wrapped my lips around her nipple.
No way she could fight me now. Not while I sucked her breasts. I knew how much she loved the feeling. I loved doing it, even without the pudding. But, I’ll tell you, homemade butterscotch made her skin all the more tempting.
To my great surprise, she only let me suck her tits for minute or two before sliding me back into the pool. “I thought we were fighting for a kiss,” she said as she rolled with me in the pudding. Our bodies slid against one another, hot and sweet and slippery. This was fantastic, a dream come true. I didn’t want to kiss her if kissing meant the wrestling would end.
She tried to kiss me, but I turned my head and her face ended up in the pudding. She shrieked and laughed. She looked hilarious with butterscotch all over her face. I licked her chin. I kissed her cheeks. She rubbed her face against mine. And then she kissed me.
I let my guard down, I guess. I let the kiss happen. But, I tell you, that kiss didn’t end things. That kiss was just the beginning.
Come back tomorrow for more free flash fiction!
I am so excited to be able to bring you a full month of erotica. Whether you're enjoying the text version here or the audio version at my Audio Erotica Patreon page, I just want you to know how much I appreciate the time you spend interacting with my words. There's only so much time in the day, and I'm honoured that you spend some of yours with me.
If you've missed a day or you just want to buy the entire collection of Erotica Every Day, please do! It's available as an ebook, paperback, or large print book.
Get the ebook at...
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/890972?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GR4R6JW?tag=dondes-20
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=p39qDwAAQBAJ
Get the standard paperback from https://www.amazon.com/dp/1725995883/
Get the Large Print edition from https://www.amazon.com/dp/1726050483/
Get the audiobook from https://www.audible.com/pd/B07GVS6CLV/?source_code=AUDFPWS0223189MWT-BK-ACX0-126320&ref=acx_bty_BK_ACX0_126320_rh_us
See you tomorrow!
Giselle Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
Butterscotch© 2018 Giselle RenardeWhere do you even get an inflatable pool that size?
Don’t ask me. This was Noella’s big surprise. She wanted to throw me a party. I told her I’d break up with her if she did. Not that I’d end our relationship over something like that, but I guess she could see it in my eyes: birthday parties were not my thing.
I liked spending time with people one-on-one, not in big groups. Big groups got overwhelming. One-on-one you could engage another person in deep conversation.
That’s not exactly what Noella had in mind for us.
She’d inflated this silly little pool in the middle of her living room… and filled it with butterscotch pudding.
I’m not joking.
When I saw it, I started to laugh.
She said, “If there’s one thing I know about you, it’s that you’ve always wanted to give mud wrestling a go.”
“That’s true,” I told her.
“And if there’s another thing I know about you it’s that butterscotch is your favourite flavour of pudding.”
“That’s true too!”
“So I figured, hey-ho, let’s combine the two! Let’s mud-wrestle in butterscotch pudding!”
I couldn’t believe she’d gone to such lengths for me, but when I tried to kiss her she backed away and said, “No, no, no. First we get naked. Then, if you want a kiss, you need to wrestle me for it.”
Well, okay. The curtains were closed. The music was on. I stripped right in front of her, and she did the same. Her body always aroused me, but it seemed extra exciting because it was about to be covered in pudding.
She stepped into the ring, then got down on her knees. “Better if our centres of gravity start low, because we’re both going to get slammed into this pudding and I don’t want to hurt you on your birthday.”
“Or any other day, I hope!”
I stepped in too, and kneeled in the pool. The pudding felt weird against my skin, but what really surprised me was that it was slightly warm.
“Did you heat it up?” I asked.
“Heat it up? I made it from scratch.”
My heart throbbed with love, and Noella took advantage of my mushy distraction to grab me by the arms and slide me side-ways into the pool.
Instantly, my right side was covered in pudding. I had it in my hair, in my ear, on my shoulder, on my face. I licked the pudding from my lips and savoured the caramel loveliness of its homemade taste.
“Oh wow,” I said. “It’s so good!”
Noella said thanks as she slid behind me and pushed me down flat. Yup, I went face-down into the pudding and came up gasping. It hadn’t quite reached my eyes, thank goodness, but I was pretty sure I could sense dabs of pudding on my eyelashes.
I flipped onto my back and took a quick look at the two of us. My entire front was slick with smooth, silky pudding. Noella was mostly clean skin.
But not for long.
I grabbed two handfuls of pudding and slapped them against Noella’s big breasts. She gasped, and I took the opportunity to grab her good. From my sitting position in the warm pool, I wrapped my pudding-y arms around her waist, then wrapped my lips around her nipple.
No way she could fight me now. Not while I sucked her breasts. I knew how much she loved the feeling. I loved doing it, even without the pudding. But, I’ll tell you, homemade butterscotch made her skin all the more tempting.
To my great surprise, she only let me suck her tits for minute or two before sliding me back into the pool. “I thought we were fighting for a kiss,” she said as she rolled with me in the pudding. Our bodies slid against one another, hot and sweet and slippery. This was fantastic, a dream come true. I didn’t want to kiss her if kissing meant the wrestling would end.
She tried to kiss me, but I turned my head and her face ended up in the pudding. She shrieked and laughed. She looked hilarious with butterscotch all over her face. I licked her chin. I kissed her cheeks. She rubbed her face against mine. And then she kissed me.
I let my guard down, I guess. I let the kiss happen. But, I tell you, that kiss didn’t end things. That kiss was just the beginning.
Come back tomorrow for more free flash fiction!I am so excited to be able to bring you a full month of erotica. Whether you're enjoying the text version here or the audio version at my Audio Erotica Patreon page, I just want you to know how much I appreciate the time you spend interacting with my words. There's only so much time in the day, and I'm honoured that you spend some of yours with me.
If you've missed a day or you just want to buy the entire collection of Erotica Every Day, please do! It's available as an ebook, paperback, or large print book.Get the ebook at...
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/890972?ref=GiselleRenardeErotica
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GR4R6JW?tag=dondes-20
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=p39qDwAAQBAJ
Get the standard paperback from https://www.amazon.com/dp/1725995883/
Get the Large Print edition from https://www.amazon.com/dp/1726050483/
Get the audiobook from https://www.audible.com/pd/B07GVS6CLV/?source_code=AUDFPWS0223189MWT-BK-ACX0-126320&ref=acx_bty_BK_ACX0_126320_rh_us
See you tomorrow!
Giselle Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!
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