EroticReverie

Trey Thomas

The shop is closed and it's just me and Ella, the second the other girls leave and say good night. I walk to the door, locking it and look back at Ella. God, I was going to hell for this, for wanting her. 

"Take your clothes off Ella." I say, my voice calm and quiet, and she stares at me for a moment. But she lifts her shirt, her perky tits in a plain white bra, she removes that next. Her tits sitting perfectly, they're the most gorgeous, perfect tits I ever seen in my life. 

Ella unbuttons her shorts, slipping them off, along with her panties and I groan at the sight of her as she steps out of them, tossing them to the counter along with her shirt and bra.

"Turn around for me...slowly Ella, show me your body." I say, fighting the urge to grab my dick. Ella bites her lips and then licks them and turns slowly.

"Now come here." I say and she walks over, in only her socks and sneakers and I look up and down her naked body. Fuck she looks so good, curves in all the right places. 

She stands in front of me, and I place my hands on the curve of her waist and pull her gently towards me, until her body is against mine.

"Being around you for hours and not being able to kiss you....I fucking hate it Ella" I say and slip both hands behind her back, one slipping up her spine to the nape of her neck , the other sliding down over ass. I grab her ass, squeezing gently as I bring my mouth to hers, and I watch her shut her eyes as she waits, and I smile, then bring my mouth to hers. 

Instantly, I'm fucking starving. Instantly i'm harder than ever as I taste her mouth. She's a fantastic kisser. Passionate, and needy, desperate and hot. The right amount of tongue, the perfect sounds of her little moans in my mouth. 

"I hate it too" she whimpers as I break the kiss and then step back, both of us breathing heavy as her tits rise and fall with panting breaths.

"Please dont say we cant do this again" she whines. I smile and shake my head. 

"no...there's no point in trying to keep my hands off you...i'll fail everytime." I say and then look at the soft serve machine. 

"But...I do need you to do something for me." I say and she lifts her brows. 

"Okay" she says all too easily. 

"Make a soft serve cone." I say. 

"what?" she half laughs and looks to the machine and then back at me. 

"Trust me. Just do it." I say and she scrunches her nose. I just smile and nod to the machine. 

I watch Ella step over to the machine and give me another raised brow. "You really want me to make you an ice cream cone right now?" she asks and I smile and nod. 

"Yes." I answer. 

She gives a little laugh. "We're not done kissing, are we?" she asks and I smile as she grabs a plain cone and holds it under the machine, and lifts her hand to the silver lever. 

"No baby." I shake my head. 

She bites her lip. "Okay." she says and then looks back to the cone in her hand and pulls the lever. She watches it, as it swirls into the cone, moving it in the smallest circles as she piles it up. She makes a decent sized cone and then holds it up. Plain vanilla. 

"Okay? Now what?" she laughs as she holds it. "I feel stupid." 

"Yet you look so fucking good right now, come here." I say and she smiles and walks back over. 

"It's kind of weird to be testing my cone making skills right now" she says and I smile. 

"Kneel for me Ella." I say and she blinks as I take the cone, her eyes going to the cone in my hand. 

"Kneel?" she asks. 

"Mhm." I nod and she swallows. 

I watch her as she gets on her knees. Smiling down at her as she looks up at me. 

"Okay" she says and then reaches for my pants. But I shake my head. 

"no baby, not that." I say and then lower the cone, putting it right in front of where my cock is straining behind my zipper. "But im happy to know you'd do that for me Ella...but I want you to show me first....with the ice cream...how you'd lick my cock" I say and her eyes widen.

"What?" she asks. 

"I want to watch you lick it Ella. Nice and slow. " I say and she blinks and I just smile down at her. 

"you dont have to if you don't want to" I say. 

she shakes her head slightly. 

"You...want me to lick the ice cream cone...and ...NOT your cock?" she asks confused and I smirk. 

"Yes baby. That's what I want." I say. 

"Okay." she says as if unsure, but she has no idea how hot it's going to be to watch her do this. My cock pushes harder against my jeans as she drags her tongue up along the ice cream. Her tongue covered in white, and then swallow it down. 

"Like that?" she asks softly. Her pretty eyes on me. 

"Yeah baby, just like that." I whisper to her and she does it again, her tongue swerving slightly to the side and I groan just barely. That fucking tongue....that white cream covering her tongue ..fuck it was hot. 

"good girl Ella, keep licking" I say and she licks her lips, a bit of the white left on her top lip as she licks again slowly, her eyes on me and I groan just a touch louder. 

"this is turning you on?" she asks. 

"mhm" I nod. "You want to know why?" I ask and she nods, taking another slow lick up along the side. 

"Cause you look so fucking pretty on your knees, no matter what it is your doing....because that white ice cream on your tongue with each lick...all I can think about is how it'll be my cum on that tongue of yours....that tongue stroking the ice cream...nice and slow....that's how I want you to lick my cock Ella...nice and fucking slow....I want you to taste my cock just like this ice cream cone......now kiss it..." I say and she squirms on her knees. 

"okay, maybe this is hot" she exhales and I grin. 

"kiss the tip Ella" I say again. 

I watch her press a kiss to the cold ice cream, her lips coming away covered in the white. 

"Dont clean your lips...kiss it again, down the side...slowly...little kisses....all the way to the cone." I instruct her and she does exactly as I tell her.

The ice cream is melting slowly, and her lips are covered with the white cream. 

"Good girl" I groan softly. "Now lick it some more....taste it Ella....put that pretty little tongue all over it." 

Ella whimpers but does it, her eyes on mine, blinking once as she keeps her eyes on me without even having to be told. 

"Is it good Ella?" I ask and she licks her lips and licks it again and then nods. 

"so good" she answers quietly and I groan. 

"Kiss it some more...I want your mouth messy Ella" I say and she kisses it again, I turn the cone slightly. she kisses it, her lips coated with the white, and my dick throbs at the thought of her soft little kisses on my hard cock, that tongue stroking me up and down. 

"Are you wet Ella?" I ask and she nods and I groan. 

"Show me...rub your pussy while you keep making a mess of that mouth for me" I say and she moans, reaching down, her knees spreading and her hand slips between her legs. I groan, watching her arm and hand move as she keeps kissing it , I move the cone slightly, forcing a little more of a mess on her mouth. 

"Dont clean it Ella" I remind her as she swipes her tongue over her mouth. 

"It's dripping down my chin." she says. 

"As it should baby" I grin. "I told you..I want you messy Ella" 

"Finger your pussy, let me hear how wet you are...and keep kissing it Ella , lick it a little more too" I say and watch her kiss the ice cream, more dripping down her chin and her tongue licking up along the cone and around it and up the side as she fingers herself. 

"How many fingers are you using Ella?" I ask. 

"One" she answers breathing excitedly.

"Add another...let me hear you baby...I want to hear how wet my girl is for me....how wet she gets being so damn pretty for me on her knees....licking that ice cream for me like its my cock." 

Ella moans, and I groan as she adds the second finger, her mouth parting as she stretches herself a little more with the added finger. 

"Shhhh, quiet, let me hear it." I say and she closes her mouth, her hand working and I groan at the wet sound of her pussy.

"fucking perfect baby...you're so fucking pretty right now.." I say as the white vanilla ice cream drips down her chin, some dropping to her tits and I groan. 

"take your fingers out Ella." I tell her. 

"Show them to me baby" I say and she lifts her hand, parting her two fingers and I groan at the wetness of her pussy, the visible wetness dripping between the two fingers before snapping. 

"Put them in your mouth and suck them clean Ella." I say and she inhales slightly, but does exactly as I tell her and I groan as I watch her taste herself. 

"My god baby, you're such a good girl" I groan and she moans around her fingers sucking them clean. 

"That pussy taste good?" I ask and she nods. 

"mmm, I bet it does" I groan and then step back, reaching down, I hold out my hand. 

"Up now, come here." I say and she takes my hand and stands, and I set the cone on a shelf above the counter, then turn and take her waist in my hands. 

"Over here, I want you up here on the counter" I tell her and she follows my hands and then reaches her hands behind her, pushing at the counter top and I help lift her up as she pushes her feet to the floor. I smile at the way her legs dangle over the edge. The way she licks her lips clean. I take the ice cream down off the shelf above her, and then lean in, kissing her mouth. I groan as she opens up, giving me her toungue and I can taste her pussy, and the ice cream. 

I kiss her chin, licking it, then cleaning the drips on her neck, back up to the other side of her chin and then around her mouth, she pants into my mouth when I return to her lips .

"God you taste so fucking good baby" I groan. 

"I can taste that little pussy on your tongue, it's fucking divine" 

I suck her tongue and she moans and sucks mine back and then I'm kissing down her neck. 

"I'm gonna spend all night sampling every flavor of ice cream off this body Ella" I groan and she moans. 

"yes" she hisses as my lips brush her collar bone. 

"I'm gonna make a fucking mess of your body, then clean you...and do it over, and over again, till every flavor of this shop is licked from your perfect fucking body" I promise her. 

"fuck, thats so hot" she whimpers and I chuckle against her chest. 

"Do you like this game Ella? You like being a messy girl?" I ask and she whimpers.

"Yeah" she answers. "I want to be messy" 

"mmmm, that's what I want to hear Ella, that's exactly what I want to hear."