Some of my favourite things

They say that diamonds are a girl's best friend but I would dispute that. 

Well, I would not want to speak for others when I says this but, in my case at least, it is cake that is my best friend. It doesn't matter what form the cake comes in, as long as there is no fruit in, I will gladly stuff it in my mouth. I suppose I am a good example of why some people nickname the mouth as the 'cake hole'.

So what is better than a day that is dedicated to eating cake? Let me tell you; It is one where I get to eat cake while someone else gets to eat my pussy! That is a double dose of all of the right kinds of pleasure.

Luckily for me, I have a willing person that is happy to not only provide me with more cake than I could possibly stomach, but who is also a pro at going down. Also, Bob owes me big time for all of the Steak and Blowjob Day treats that I have bestowed up on him.

And this year he really did go all out with the platter of sweet treats that he had laid on for me when I arrived at his apartment. A stack of pancakes, a plate of doughnuts, a few sponge cakes to pick from and a jar of cupcakes were waiting for me.

I was so eager to dive in and get scoffing that I quickly grabbed a seat and selected my first cake; a strawberry doughnut. As I clambered across Bob's couch, I was sure to give him a cheeky flash up my dress to ensure that he knew that I wasn't wearing any panties. I mean, no point hindering him in performing his second responsibility of the day...

Ok, so I said it was a sneaky flash but I'm really overselling the subtly of it. It really wasn't subtle at all. He got the message loud and clear that I wanted his face between my legs a.s.a.p.. 

Cuddling up beside my, he laid me on my stomach as I nibbled my first treat. Feigning as though he was going to give me a sensual shoulder rub, he actually had me convinced that he was going to kick things off slowly. It was all just a ruse though, so that he could us a little but of sleight of hand to unfasten and remove my belt whilst my focus was distracted.

With that gone, he yanked my hips up in the air, causing my dress to ride up and reveal my bare ass and pussy to him. Before I knew it, his tongue was lapping at my lips, whilst also occasionally straying up and around my tight little rosebud. 

It made finishing my first doughnut a little trickier than normal, what with my face being buried in one of his couch cushions, but I managed to finish off the last few mouthfuls as he got into his pussy licking groove.

With that first doughnut devoured, I stretched out an arm to grab for me next treat. With them all be tantalisingly just out of reach, I had to prop myself up to grab one. 

All the slices of cake looked like they might be a bit tricky to nibble on whilst getting lewd, and the pancakes were definitely out of the question, so I selected another doughnut. I thought it was just going to be a plain sugar doughnut. However, I quickly discovered that it had a hidden chocolate surprise waiting inside for me. No complaints from me about that!

Before moving on to that treat though, I took a quick moment to take my dress by the hem and pull it up and over my head so that it could be discarded. Bob's access to down below was fine already but this just made life a little bit easier, especially for me if I wanted to watch him do his work down there.

With my second doughnut in hand and my dress shed, I was content to just lay back and let him get on with it as he twirled and swirled his tongue across my throbbing clit. I can assure you he was doing sterling work.. 

For the most part, his face remained buried between my legs. I cannot say with any certainty that that was entirely his choice though. The vice like grip of my thighs on either side of his head may have prevented him from taking a break, even if he wanted to.

However, he did eventually come up for air and the sight that greeted him must have horrified him. Although I had managed to finish my second doughnut by this point, its fair to say that not all of it had made it into my mouth. In fact, there was a small debris field of crumbs and sugar beginning to form on his couch.

Presumably being mindful of the tidy up that would be needed afterwards if things carried on like this, he moved me across to the end of the table, which would be much easier to give a wipe down to later. 

Secondary benefits of this move were that, as he carried me from one location to the next, it freed me up to unhook my bra and get my titties so that he could give my nipples an occasional rub and pinch as his hands wandered across my bare skin. Also, he could now position himself in a much more comfortable pose where he wasn't awkwardly hunched over the edge of the couch. 

Maybe it wasn't actually that comfortable for him though, as we didn't stay there for too long. He again picked me up to move me to a new spot. As he did, I was just about able to grab another pair of doughnuts to take with me to wherever we were about to end up. Always got to remember your priorities!

And where we ended up was up against a thankfully empty bookcase. I dread to think what would have become of any books that would have been on it if there had been any. No doubt half of them would have been sent flying to the floor as the bookcase aggressively rocked backwards and forwards as it took all of my weight on it as I wriggled and squirmed while Bob continued to expertly eat me out 

It also gave me a handy spot to deposit one of the doughnuts that I'd brought with me whilst I began tucking into the other. For the record, doughnut number 3 had some sort of vanilla icing on it. Pretty yummy although definitely not as good as what was going on down below.

I made quick work of that doughnut. Which was fortunate since, just as I picked up doughnut number 4, a good old fashioned chocolate doughnut, Bob dropped me back to my feet and pressed me up against the window. Although I had been leaning against the book case, I suppose most of my weight had actually been on his shoulders, so he no doubt needed a rest from that.

I don't know what the occupants of the neighbouring apartment block are like, but if any of them are a little bit nosy, or just like to take the occasional glance out of their window, they would have surely been greeted by the sight of my bare ass bouncing against the glass.

Hopefully the windows are double-glazed glass, otherwise the the noise we were making, or rather that I was making (Bob wasn't really producing anything more than muffled slurping sounds between my thighs), would surely have given them cause to look out to see what was causing such a ruckus.

And, by now, I was being loud. A wonderful orgasm was brewing within me and I didn't care who I let know about it. It's inconceivable that any of Bob's neighbours within the same building had not been disturbed by my howls of delight and pleasure as the big O rapidly approached.

As it did, I slumped to the floor as my legs went weak. But Bob was not done with me yet. As I twitched and quivered in the throes of orgasmic bliss, he had one last salvo of tongue blasting to give me. 

Caught completely off guard by his furious tongue fucking, he didn't so much push me over the edge. Rather, he yeeted my halfway to the moon. And, as a thank you, he got his head clamped tightly between my thighs, them threatening to crush his cranium, and a faceful of my pussy juices which fountained up into the air as I lost all control of myself.

With one of my hungers now thoroughly satisfied, all that remained was for me to try to make a bit more of a dent in all of the delicious goodies that were on offer. Seeing as it was still fairly early in the day, the stack of pancakes seemed like a good place to start. You could just about argue that it was early enough for it to still be considered breakfast.

I didn't make much more headway after those though. But I did leave with a healthy little doggy bag of cakes to keep me going through the day. Well, the cakes obviously aren't healthy for you, but you know what I mean...

Anyway, the day is young so fingers crossed that Bob is not the only kind guy or gal to provide me with some yummy cake to nom on. Anyone kind enough to do that is certain to be given a little lick of my muffin. And that is why today is definitely going to be a 'no panties' day!