Anyways, this year, I really wanted to take my enjoyment of the day to another
level, so I came up with a multi-stage plan to enjoy maximum pleasure. But, as
is often the way, things rarely go to plan. Still, it was not a disaster. Just
not quite the 'next level' that I had hoped to be telling you all about.
Ok, so stage 1 was to book out what I've dubbed the 'Sweet Suite'. In other
words, a rather fancy hotel suite that has been stocked full of all sorts of
sweet treats. Mostly, cakes of all shapes and sizes, because, you know, gotta
put the 'cake' in 'Cake and Cunnilingus Day'. But I like a bit of variety, so
there were some other sugary treats as well, such as my favourite brand of
lollipop.
With the 'where' sorted, it was onto stage 2, which was the 'with whom', I
would be enjoying some sweet and naughty fun. And this is where I wanted to
put a twist on compared to how I've celebrated in past years.
You see, I've always focused on the aspect of Cake and Cunnilingus Day where
it is a response to Steak and Blowjob Day, which is, in turn, a response to
Valentine's Day. Just in case you hadn't noticed, its not by coincidence that
they all fall on the 14th of consecutive months.
Steak and Blowjob Day was very deliberately placed exactly a month after
Valentine's Day to give a more guy-orientated day where wives and girlfriends
can show some gratitude for putting their husbands and boyfriends through the
stress of Valentine's Day by showing them oral appreciation.
But you know what? It's not just guys that enjoy receiving some oral
appreciation so, it was always inevitable, that the scales would need
balancing. Hence, exactly 1 month after Steak and Blowjob Day we now also have
Cake and Cunnilingus Day for the favour to be returned.
Why am I explaining all of this? Well, its to give some context that I've
always associated Cake and Cunnilingus Day with being a strictly hetero
celebration, i.e. Husbands and boyfriends providing some pleasure to their
wives and girlfriends, and typically being within some sort of romantic
relationship.
But should it be broader than that? Could it just be about any woman getting
to enjoy getting eaten out by any partner? Does it have to be a romantic
partner or could it be any guy who is willing to offer their services? Indeed,
does it even need to be a guy at all?
These were the questions that I was eager to explore this year so, if we get
back to my plan, I invited a couple of willing volunteers to join me in the
Sweet Suite; my husband Ace to tick off the partner angle, and my gay crush,
Emmy, to explore the non-partner / non-hetero angle.
At least, that was the plan... Reality had other plans though and events
conspired so that Emmy was unable to make, leaving my well-laid plans well and
truly scuppered.
Regardless, I still had my husband at hand and a whole load of cakes to scoff
my way through, so all was not lost. It just means that I can't bring you the
usually sort of lewd but insightful discussion that I try my best to always
deliver. Instead, you'll just have to make do with a bunch of photos of Ace
eating me out while I eat my way through a stack of donuts.
OK so, since we weren't sure if Emmy was just running late or completely
waylaid, we obviously got cracking without her, in the hope that she would be
able to join in at some point, but that obviously never happened.
Instead, I decided I'd go another round with Ace. With the Sweet Suite costing
a pretty penny to book, I didn't want to not get value for money by vacating
the room prematurely. So quick coffee break and then a forced him back to
work!
But that did make me fell a little bad. He had done such a diligent job of
going down on me that, as I sat there on his face, his tongue flicking against
my moist pussy lips, I couldn't help but feel a little selfish for not giving
him anything in return. And his erect cock that was standing tall before me
did look every bit as yummy as all of the treats that surrounded us.
So yeah, I couldn't resist sucking him off in return. And, soon enough. our
roles were completely reversed as I allowed him to tuck into some of the
excess donuts while I slurped on big dick.
Maybe its not quite in keeping with the theme of the day. But whatever... I
do enjoying sucking cock so I'm not going to apologise for straying away
from the pussy licking intent of the event.
If I do need to somehow convince you that giving my husband and nice, sloppy
blowjob for Cake and Cunnilingus Day was somehow thematically appropriate,
then I will just direct you to inspect the photos of how he finished all
over my face. He well and truly glazed my face like a donut when he nutted
all over me and that, ladies and gentlemen, ties things up nice and neatly
in my opinion.
As for Emmy missing out... well, there's always next year, right?
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