FRUIT CAKE My wife, unlike many women today, decided Almost since we got married, I have dedicated myself exclusively to

FRUIT CAKE My wife, unlike many women today, decided Almost since we got married, I have dedicated myself exclusively to taking care of the home and children. children. I supported their decision and from the beginning each one assumed the role corresponding, me as provider and she as absolute queen of the house, which ended up making me completely useless for any type of work domestic, as I painfully discovered some years later when we had to separate us for a couple of months. We had decided to spend the summer vacation at the beach. Everything was ready and prepared when one day before departure a problem arose. problem at my work that ruined all plans. After a tremendous family drama due to the possible cancellation of the trip, we decided that It was better for my wife to go ahead with the children and for me to catch up with them even if out for the last couple of weeks. After leaving my family at the airport I returned to my now silent house, and I understood that I had ahead of me more than a month of absolute loneliness. The first days were terrible, but little by little I began to see the positive side to the matter. I had the bathroom to myself, I could take a shower everything I wanted without any kid banging on the door because already He couldn't hold back the urge to urinate. I could read the newspaper at breakfast, accompanied by a delicious cup of coffee, without having to fly away because I had I had to drop the kids off at school, and I could go have a beer with them. friends calmly when leaving the office, without giving explanations and seeing faces long upon my return. My newfound happiness ended after the first week, when the cupboard began to empty and I was faced with the first of my disabilities: going to the supermarket to shop. My wife had always been in charge of those things and now I had no more left. I had no choice but to do it myself, no matter how much I hated it. Early Saturday I I put on some shorts, comfortable shoes and armed with patience and a short list. I set out to fulfill the odious task. Everything was going more or less well until we reached the fruit section. and vegetables. The ladies pushed, took this and that, weighed it and They put them in the cart, while I felt like a fool not knowing how to distinguish Which fruit was ripe, which was not, and how much should I buy for just one? person. Can I help you with something? offered a guy suddenly. No, thanks I answered almost automatically. He smiled and continued on his way. I thought better of it. Better if I told him almost instantly I really don't even know What to wear I confessed desperately. He approached again. He was just a few years younger than me, He was about thirty-something, and he looked leagues very comfortable with the stroller. shopping overflowing with items. What do you need or what did they order you? he asked with half smile. I don't know I said honestly I'm alone at home, my family is traveling and I don't want to exaggerate but I don't even know how to choose the correct fruit I said smiling. "I understand," he said, taking charge of the situation. Follow me, useless and abandoned husband. I followed him smiling through the rows of fruits and vegetables. “First for breakfast,” he said, standing in front of a pile of oranges He took a couple of them and weighed them in his hands look, round and fresh, ideal for a juice in the morning, you squeeze them firmly, until everything is removed. He made the comment while holding the pair of oranges over the chest, as if they were a pair of small, hard female breasts. Both We laughed and the tension I felt until that moment eased a lot. moment. And after squeezing them? I asked, playing along. "Then of course you're going to want more," he said, passing to the place where there were some green watermelons. He took a slice and without anyone asking him viera placed it on his pelvis don't you feel like giving it a bitten? he asked in a honeyed tone, and I burst out laughing again. "Stop fooling around," I told him, laughing. "Then maybe you prefer this," he said, taking a thick banana, exchanging it for the watermelon slice. He had the nerve to I shook it as if it were a huge yellow penis and I blushed uncontrollably. be able to avoid it. They will see you! I said alarmed, looking around, although He didn't even flinch. "There is something for everyone," he said, pouring a bunch of bananas in my cart. He continued stacking fruits between jokes and ridicule. A couple of rounded and hairy kiwis were the perfect excuse to arrange them on his crotch as testicles and when I still couldn't stop laughing he started to suggestively lick a juicy strawberry, as if it were an inflamed and erect nipple. "You better stop," I warned him, "or you'll end up." "exciting me" I said in the best joking tone. "I don't have any problem with that," he answered seriously, and at Seeing my worried expression, he burst into laughter. I understood that it was still joking and we continued shopping in that style. We ended up paying together at the checkout as if we were already the best friends. I don't know what I'll do with so much fruit, I scolded him, actually. I hate getting into the kitchen. "I'll take care of it," he said with great confidence, "I invite you to Have breakfast at my house, I will be your private cook. I felt a strange fluttering in my stomach, which I decided was hungry, so I accepted his proposal without further delay. I followed him in the car to his house, small but quite luxurious. Take a dip in the pool, relax and let me work he said as soon as we left the shopping bags, pushing me out of the kitchen. But I don't come prepared I complained. Don't be an idiot, grab a swimsuit from the bedroom. Third drawer on the left side. I left my new friend cooking and looked for my swimsuit. There were several but they were all tiny. I tried to choose the biggest one, but still So it barely covered my genitals and left half of my butt exposed. I wrapped myself in a towel and when I left the bedroom I found a tray with juice. freshly squeezed orange and some sweet kiwi slices on the side. I drank the I juiced almost in one go and devoured the fruit with great pleasure. And this is all you can prepare? I scolded him new in the kitchen. I know how to do many more things, you'll see, he answered. pushing me out of the kitchen. I went out to the garden and took a good dip. The fresh water and clean relaxed me immediately. I went out and lay down on one of the bunks. Me I felt sleepy and I didn't know what time I fell completely asleep. When I woke up my hands were trapped in the upper part of the cot, the same as my ankles below. My new friend was lying on the chair next to him. What joke is this? I asked him, jerking, trying to let go of my hands and feet. "It's so you can enjoy breakfast better," he said. pointing out a delicious tray full of fruit. I don't understand I said getting serious you better let go "After you have breakfast," he answered calmly. "This is not fun," I said, already annoyed. For me, yes, he said, standing up, and for you too, you'll see. He started by taking a slice of orange. Squeezed a few drops of her juice on my lips and brought her face closer to lick the drops that They trickled out of the corners. I turned my face away immediately. What's wrong with you, idiot? I complained angrily, it will be You better let me go, I'm warning you. He ignored my words. Squeezed more juice, this time on my chest. I couldn't stop him from licking the sugary substance directly of my nipples. It was the most intimate contact I had ever had with another man. It scared me to suddenly realize what his intentions were with me and the dangerous game in which I had perhaps been involved unconsciously, or worse Still, I thought suddenly, more aware than I'd like to admit. The juice drained from my chest to my navel, filling the small, slightly hairy valley. Of course the restless tongue of my attacker He was ready to drink it until he left me clean. My hormones were starting to betray me as I could see in the growing bulge in my crotch. Why do I Was that happening? I asked myself, I didn't want to get excited or participate. in any way of the perversions of that type. Of course my penis had its opinion different. It was starting to thicken and there was nothing I could do to stop it. The orange juice was now running down my groin. The brief swimsuit let half of my testicles escape from the sides, so as not to talk about the abundant bush of hair that showed out unseemly. The hairs are They were moistened with juice, and part of my eggs too. I found myself waiting for contact of that tongue on my private parts with excited anticipation. The tongue took a while, but finally appeared. I couldn't help but moan pleasure to feel its flutter in my moistened balls. The best breakfast to start the day said the cheeky that. I struggled a little, just to show that I didn't agree participate, but I couldn't shake it off. After licking the juice completely, he stretched the tight garment that barely covered me, releasing my eggs completely. You have a pair of delicious balls he ruled contemplating my exposed testicles. He then took a couple of soft and aromatic slices of kiwi and He began to slide them all over my scrotum. The cool touch on my skin hot it was a pleasant caress. The fruit fell apart against the rough skin, leaving a map of small black seeds on the entire surface, which Of course my friend was in charge of cleaning. By then my erection was already scandalous, and I wasn't even complaining anymore. He was tied up, unable to defend myself and I couldn't do anything but wait for it all to end. To the At least that's what I told myself to alleviate a little the shame of being enjoying it as much as he did. Time for the main course he said, tearing the suit. bathroom and leaving me completely naked and at their mercy. My cock sprang freely and outrageously hard in front of her. face. Wow, wow, but what a great thing we have here He said running a soft finger along the swollen trunk. My penis jumped at the contact and embarrassed I looked towards another On the other hand, because it was very difficult for me to accept that all that excited me. "Let's try another fruit," the friend said calmly, and He took a half of a melon. Intrigued, I watched him hollow out his center, while he was eating the pieces of fruit that he was taking out. When the hole was finished he took half of the melon and showed it to me. With a smile he took my hardened penis and inserted it in the hollow of the melon. The silky touch of the interior was a novel and exciting sensation. He began to slide the fruit over my penis, which he managed enter almost halfway. I writhed with pleasure without being able to contain myself. I never know It would have occurred to me to do something similar, and I began to move my hips almost involuntarily, searching for that strange and novel pleasure. The melon was removed and I opened my eyes curious to see my reddened tool bathed in the sweet juices of the fruit, even with small pieces stuck to the trunk. My friend put it in his mouth even before that I could imagine it. The feeling of his mouth on my sensitive glans was a revealing surprise. I moaned again without being able to contain myself and tensed my legs. feeling the orgasm close. "No, no, no," said my friend, moving his mouth away from my cock. " The fun is just beginning, no one is going to finish yet. Frustrated, I watched him walk away. The desire was terrible. If there is Had my hands free I would have masturbated at that precise moment, without I don't care about anything else or anyone. But I had to suck it up and endure the painful pressure of my testicles to explode. He let me become consumed with my desire. He looked at me smiling. It was put standing and only then did I see that she was also wearing a brief swimsuit like mine. The bulge in his crotch was impressive. He stroked his cock see that he was observing him, and sadly I turned my eyes away, but like a magnet, my eyes fell again on the fat piece that the transparent garment left it completely guessable. Sure that he was looking at him, he took off his bathing suit and naked He completely stopped in front of me. His huge cock swung almost in front of me. face, thick and furrowed with translucent blue veins, looked like a lighthouse that I would control my gaze. Do you like it? he asked taking it with his hand and offering it to me as if it were the best gift. "You're definitely crazy," I said in a somewhat believable tone. of anger. "Suck it," he said, bringing it a few centimeters away from me. mouth. Never! I spat sharply at him. He didn't even flinch. He took the hollowed out melon and introduced his throbbing penis in the opening previously enlarged by me. I saw his member slip into its cool interior and I couldn't help but imagine what was feeling. Desire consumed me fiercely. I gasped for relief unbearable need to reach orgasm. The cock emerged from the fruit bathed in its sweet juices. If you suck me I'll masturbate you my perverse friend offered. I doubted it for just a few seconds. It wasn't me who opened the mouth. It was not I who humbly capitulated and welcomed the swollen head of that melon-flavored member. It wasn't me who suckled like a newborn calf born the intoxicating mixture of cock and fruit, nor the one who moaned in despair trying to catch between his lips the intoxicating substance that the enormous member seemed to exude in his comings and goings. Of course he didn't keep his promise. had started to masturbate, yes, but as soon as he felt the proximity of the orgasm, he left my troubled member without the expected relief, and tortuously stopped. Don't do this to me! I demanded furiously, this time seriously Let me finish once and for all I shouted desperately. Without any response, I watched him cup a fat piece of watermelon. Now I knew what was coming, and I waited anxiously for it to end. The red one fruit dissolved easily with the spoon and I could almost imagine the feeling of Her cool walls on my crazy cock. And so it was. When he held her On my excited tool I thrust my hips eagerly, eager to now pierce its humid interior. Again I felt the closeness of pleasure, and of Once again I saw my longed-for climax frustrated, because the watermelon was removed, and the My friend's Machiavellian smile rested briefly on my sugary glans, not for long, just enough to keep me on the edge of that knife that was becoming increasingly difficult for me to bear. Whatever you want I begged I swear that whatever you want, because I can't take it anymore I meekly accepted, without even knowing the extent of my words Testing my promise, he brought his member closer to me. face. I didn't have the slightest hesitation. I opened my mouth ready to eat myself again his thick and powerful member. Instead of the satiny head, he let the hanging balls of their eggs will swing over my lips ready to receive them. I didn't stop at that and began to lick the rough bags with applied dedication. First one, then the other, and then together at the same time, even if I had You have to open your mouth to its maximum capacity. I played with the soft skin inside from my mouth, containing the desperate sensation that its abundant hairs they caused. As a reward for my efforts, I felt his hand grasping my cock, sliding his fingers gently, bringing me just millimeters away. get the desired climax, but he skillfully stopped, leaving me on the crest again and crazier than ever trying to achieve the desired goal. No! I screamed desperately, not again! With the same usual calm he untied my feet and He settled between my legs, kissing my knees and the inside of my thighs. I was already so sensitive that even in that part of my body where that I had never paid attention to before, I felt the powerful effects of excitement. My thighs trembled at the contact of his lips, and even more at the feel them rise slowly, approaching my crotch. I opened my legs to that I had better access and I did not put up any resistance when I felt his hands under the hamstrings raising my legs, until I felt them almost against my chest. I believed stupidly that he would lick my balls again and when his tongue landed on around my anus I jumped like an eel under an electric shock. Not that! I begged, alarmed as I felt that I was maintaining pressure on my legs, forcing me to remain in that position. Of course he ignored my request, and in a mix Out of shame and pleasure I let him get inevitably closer to that forbidden and forbidden area for anyone. Except for him, I thought when I felt his mouth. gladly skirting the anal perimeter with irrepressible determination. His tongue in The very center of my anus was a shock of sensations that were difficult to handle. I moaned, I begged, I cried out for a little respect and dignity for a married man like me, but he kept me in the same degrading position, and the desire, the damned desire It made me close my eyes and let him control the situation. His tongue made attempts to penetrate me, but I was too tense to allow it, what I realized later was a serious mistake on my part. This beautiful little ass is still too closed I He informed so we will have to continue with breakfast. I didn't immediately understand what he meant. Of the abundant fruit platter he took a banana and I understood then what he meant. You won't dare I warned him with a hint of helplessness that I couldn't erase it from my voice. "You know well that it is," he said without taking his eyes off me. body. He raised my legs again and I was open again, totally vulnerable and available, and deep down, deep down, that same increased my excitement. From the table he took a pot of honey, and dropped a squirt over my exposed anus. With one finger he distributed the amber liquid, conscientiously smearing around and throughout the opening. The pure caress of his fingers already had me again on the verge of an inexplicable enjoyment and I tried not to think nothing more than seeing how he used the same honey to lubricate the thick and yellow fruit. Prepared? he asked, as if it were really of any use. my answer. He slapped my buttocks loudly and I jumped in surprise and scared. Still laughing, he brought the banana closer to my open buttocks, making it slide down my slit and over my anus. I shuddered at what was about to happen. I practically held my breath as I felt the hard tip of the fruit touching the folds of my ass and even more so when I felt how it pressed for entering. In a second that seemed to last forever, the banana defeated the natural resistance of my sphincter and slid into my body. Really It was not a painful sensation, but I was already so predisposed to surprise that I screamed as if they were killing me. Don't worry, he recommended, you know you can enjoy it. I didn't fully understand his words, but I breathed more calmly. and he took advantage of the moment to let me have another good portion of the banana. You already have everything inside he informed me as if would matter. I released the tension in my legs and the guy started sucking me the cock again. The combined sensation of having your ass full and your mouth Sucking me at the same time put me on the verge of orgasm in a matter of seconds. Of course he stopped and I almost cried in despair. I would like to continue playing with you all day, but you are a "So sensual guy that I really can't stand it anymore," he said in my ear. as I slowly removed the banana from my tail. Then he untied one of my hands and turned me around. He made me kneel on the floor, lying my torso on the cot. Still I had one hand tied and so overwhelmed with desire that it didn't even occur to me resist or fight now that I was practically free. The guy stood behind me and grabbed my buttocks with his He kept his hands separated while he licked my anus and I like a bitch in heat he let me do it without offering the slightest resistance. I only wanted finish, I no longer thought, nor reasoned, I was a piece of excited meat from the feet In the head, I didn't care about anything other than sex, in whatever form, like outside, with whoever. He entered me with some difficulty. The modest was not the same banana than the thick, veiny piece of meat he now intended to insert into my body, but we were both so hot that we both made an effort and The solid cock finally ended up entering. The touch of his member on my inner walls seemed to turn on an unknown button that connected with the most powerful sensations never felt before. Surely my prostate was being skillfully stimulated and I began to gasp and moan loudly, screaming with pleasure feeling their continuous comings and goings, waiting uncontrollably and feverishly for that man finished putting out that fire that seemed to consume me inside. The experience as a lover told him the right moment to slide one hand under my body and grab my cock to masturbate at the same time that penetrated me. I only needed a couple of shakes to empty myself like I had never done it in my entire life. My vision and my entire body became blurred. He trembled in a succession of spasms impossible to control. I felt them in my ass determined attacks from my attacker and the precise moment when his cock swelled and He exploded in a gush of semen inside my body. After that we both fell into the satisfied lethargy of the consummation of sex. I didn't want to know anything until I regained control of myself. body and my emotions. He untied me silently, perhaps thinking about my reaction to the see me finally freed. I could have done many things, but I didn't have the strength or strength. the certainty of having been entirely the innocent victim of what had happened. I took my clothes from the bedroom and after dressing I left without saying anything to him. I spent a couple of weeks trying to accept the facts and their consequences, without reaching anything concrete and immersed in a sea of confusion I used up the pantry supplies again. I know I could have gone to any of the hundreds of supermarkets that exist, but for strange reasons I ended up going shopping at the same store where I had met the guy that. This time he knew exactly what he wanted. I put the oranges, kiwis and melons. Before the bunches of bananas I could not help but have a moment of terrible hesitation. Can I help you choose? asked a familiar voice to my backs. I stopped dead, listening to the furious flapping of wings. beats of my heart. I took a deep breath. My cock started to stand up immediately. What reason was there to reject the selfless help of a good man? If you liked it, let me know. altair7@hotmail.com