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   Selestial Seasonings (MF, DS, Oral, Anal, con, food) By Randy Rock Star
  There once was a girl named Seleste And I dare say that she was the best
(If you'll pardon my French She is quite a fine wench) For dinner as the
meal not the guest If you haven't read anything I've written before about
my lovely submissive friend Seleste then you don't know what you've been
missing.  Seleste is an attractive woman, about 5'7" with blonde hair cut
just past the shoulders and marvelous blue eyes.  She is a real woman, not
some artificial twig out of Cosmo or Vogue.  She hovers between 130 and 140
pounds and measures around 36-27-40.  Quite a respectable body for a woman
in her mid thirties with a kid, and when she dresses up she always attracts
looks.  She is what you would call a MILF.  And let me tell you, she is an
absolutely perfect sight when I'm driving into her tunnel of love from
behind.  Her ass makes a perfect sound when I smack it and it's just right
for grabbing a couple of handfuls.  But her best feature is her taste. 
"I'd like to have you for dinner.  Can you make it down on Saturday night?"
I asked.  It had been awhile since we had seen each other.  We live a
little more than two hours drive away and we both live busy lives.  I was
really looking forward to seeing her again.  I really like Seleste. 
Romantic and affectionate but above all, she is a lady, a respectable
woman. She has a daughter and a decent job and is well thought of in the
community.  There is something particularly appealing about doing indecent
things with a decent woman.  So I was pleased that she sounded excited
about getting together again.  It was 7:30 by the time she arrived and I
met her at the door to my apartment with a warm kiss and a hug and a
squeeze of her lovely bum.  "How was the traffic?" "Bearable." she replied.
"But busy.  Sorry I'm late.  Thanks for waiting." "Don't worry about it. 
It's not like I was going to start without you." I reassured her.  "There
are fresh towels in the bathroom if you want to freshen up." "Thanks, I
think I'll grab a shower if that's ok." And off she went.  I took her bags
and put them in the back of the closet.  She wouldn't need anything in them
tonight.  As I heard the water come on I began to make the final
preparations.  I slipped into the bathroom and replaced the clothes she had
carefully folded and placed on the hamper lid with the robe I had picked up
in the teen department at Wal-Mart.  It was a large teen size and I had
taken it to a seamstress to have it shortened.  I came out of the bathroom
and quietly shut the door and then hung her clothes in the back of the
closet in my spare room.  Now to the living room, to set up the scene. 
First, the coffee table.  I fastened the velvet cuffs I had picked up at
the Stag Shop to the four legs., tucking them under the table.  Then I
covered the table with the cloth I had turned up in the rummage sale that
hung just to the floor and placed a small pillow at one end.  I got out the
food, hors d'oeuvres, finger food, snacks and that sort, and laid them out
on the side table along with a wineskin filled with a good Aussie Shiraz.
Then I set alongside some small dishes with sauces, some for dipping and
some for dripping.  Then I went about the room turning off lights and
lighting candles, twenty-six in all.  Finally, I retrieved the silver,
serving tray from the dining room and placed the toys, oils and edible
lubricants on it and hid it under the cloth-covered coffee table.  "Paul,
what did you do with my clothes?" she called out from the bathroom and I
realized that the water had stopped running.  "There's a robe on the hook
on the door." I replied.  "This tiny thing?" she asked with a smile in her
voice.  "Tee hee." She closed the door again and I heard her singing as she
finished up.  She came out of the bathroom about five minutes later with
more terry cloth wrapped around her head of hair than was covering her
luscious body.  Her feet were adorned with the white, fuzzy, open toe
slides with the kitten heel that I had left for her.  "Mmmnnn, it smells
wonderful out here!" The robe fit just as I'd planned.  Worn loosely in a
relaxed standing position it hung a couple of inches below the bottom of
her lovely ass.  But with the belt tied, it rode up.  The tighter the belt
the higher it rode.  Consequently, her magnificent breasts were quite
exposed and the front barely overlapped.  Seleste had done her best
compromise with the belt and as a result the bottom hem came to the bottom
of her cheeks.  The slightest bend at the waist or rising of the arms and
her sweet sex would be exposed to the room.  I met her in the hall with a
hug and another squeeze of her now naked behind with my right hand and
replied, "Only because you have now entered the room, my sweet." I put my
left hand behind her head and gave her a warm, wet kiss.  I held her hand
in mine and put it to my face, sucking one of her fingers into my mouth. 
Then I said, "Come, let's have a drink." and led her into the living room.
I heard her catch her breath as we entered the living room when she saw all
the candles.  "You really went to a lot of trouble," she said.  "This is so
romantic!" I had prepared a pitcher of shattered glass martinis and I
walked over to the sideboard to retrieve it, flicking the switch on the CD
player as I walked past.  Philosopher Kings began playing romantic
overtures in the background as I poured a couple of martinis and handed one
to my sweet, scantily clad guest and proposed a toast: "To good taste." She
raised the glass and put it to mine with a clink and then to her lips and
downed the whole thing.  She set the glass down and I sipped my drink with
one hand and slipped the other around her waist and began to dance her
around the room.  The song finished at the same time as I swallowed the
last of my drink and I pulled away to refill our glasses.  The belt had
loosened around her waist and the undersized robe parted at the front.  As
I turned back with the glasses filled she pulled the belt tight.  Too
tight, and the robe now hugged her breasts pushing them up and out and the
bottom pulled up so that I could begin to see her lips peeking out below
the hem.  I handed her the glass and this time in two gulps it was gone.  I
took a couple of sips from mine and set it down.  I would need both hands
now.  I began to dance her around the room, my left arm around her waist
and my right holding her hand up and out in the classic dance position
which pulled the robe both up and apart.  The song was more up-tempo, Lenny
Kravitz.  I spun her around and she almost fell but didn't and the robe
opened wide.  I could tell she was getting drunk now.  Almost ready and I
took a brief moment to enjoy the sight before me.  Here was my sweet,
respectable, ladylike Seleste looking every bit like trailer trash in front
of me.  I pulled her towards me and ground the bulge in my pants into her
now exposed pubes and we danced around to the end of the coffee table.  I
bent slightly and began to kiss and lick her on the side of the neck and
under her chin and I felt her knees weaken.  All I had to do was let go,
really.  She fell backward onto the table.  Her look of surprise turned to
a smile and she giggled when her head hit the pillow.  She had wondered
what that was for.  I dropped on top of her and passionately kissed her and
then reaching down I slipped the velvet cuffs around her biceps, securing
her but leaving her arms free.  Moving quickly now to take advantage of the
surprise I sat up quickly fastened the remaining cuffs around her ankles.
She was securely subdued now and I took a moment to take it all in.  "This
certainly isn't doing much." I said and with that I removed the belt and
pulled the robe wide open.  "My God!" I exclaimed.  "You are so beautiful.
Is it any wonder I have missed you so." She smiled and blushed at the
remark.  I pulled a blindfold out from my pocket and slipped it over her
eyes and said, "You're going to love this part." I pinched her nipples,
pulling them out and then letting go and she took a deep gasp for breath. I
reached over and grabbed a melon ball and dipped it in some plum sauce and
parting her mouth with a finger I placed the treat to her lips.  She sucked
it just briefly then bit down to savour the taste sensation.  I did the
same next with a strawberry in some chocolate sauce and she repeated the
response even quicker.  As I fed her I slowly undid my clothes and set them
aside.  Time to do something about that biting now.  I grabbed something
harder, a lollipop, and dipped that in the chocolate too and when she bit
down it hurt a little and she knew she should take the time to suck off the
sauce first.  So she began to slowly strip them bare before devouring
anything.  While she was taking her time on one such treat I coated my now
raging hard-on with sweet sauce and then put it to her lips.  She took it
in like any other of the treats I had been feeding her and she began to
swirl her tongue when she realized what I had put in her mouth.  "Mmmmnn,
Dinner!" she said and her hands, which had been idle, now were wrapped
around my cock and balls.  Sweet polite Seleste turned into an animal now
and devoured my cock.  She pulled me out of her mouth only to lick my shaft
up and down and to suck my balls gently into her mouth.  The sauce was gone
in no time and it really wasn't that long at all before I tensed up and
pulled out of her mouth just in time to spray her pretty face with a sauce
of my own making.  After I stopped spasming I bent down and wiped her face
with my finger and then gave it to her to clean off with her tongue.  "You
must be very hungry now master" she said.  "Yes, I think I'll grab
something to eat now" I said and reached behind and cupped her mound with
my hand and jiggled my middle finger.  Seleste was still blindfolded.  I
stood up and grabbed the wineskin.  Holding it about three feet above her I
began to drip and drizzle her body starting with her face and then
progressing down to her chest.  A couple of loops, one around each breast,
then down over her navel and across her triangular patch, and thoroughly
dousing her clit.  "I'm kinda thirsty!" And I began to lick her face.  Down
the side of her neck I went as I followed the scrumptious trail up and over
the mountains, taking time to lick each protruding nipple thoroughly and
giving each a soft bite before moving on to the ultimate destination of her
honey pot.  Home at last!  I licked her mound of Venus all over.  I pulled
her lips apart with my fingers and sucked her now exposed nubbin into my
lips and then pulling back I stabbed forward into her red gash with my
tongue.  Then I started to rub up and down, back and forth from one end of
her now puffy slit to the other occasionally stopping to suck on her clit
while shoving my fingers deep into her hole.  Her hands were holding my
head in place now and she began to buck on the table and shake
uncontrollably.  When she finally stopped she lay there panting, glistening
with sweat and saliva and smelling of food and sex.  "Want a weenie?" I
jokingly asked.  "Sure!" she said and then looked shocked when instead of
me I grabbed a Schneider's Big Red from the tray and pushed it into her
cunt.  I began to push it in and out rapidly and she went off the deep end
again bouncing up and down on the table in waves of pleasure.  When she
settled again I pulled it from one set of lips and placed it to her other
and we shared bites of the wiener covered in her cream.  "Now can I have a
real sausage?" she whined.  And she gave my renewed hard-on a playful
squeeze and began to pump it.  As I placed the purple head of my cock at
the opening of her gash the music changed to Nine Inch Nails.  "I wanna
fuck you like an animal!" went Trent as I ploughed into her and ground my
pelvis into hers before withdrawing to do it again on the next line of the
chorus.  "I wanna feel you on the inside." Her pussy was literally dripping
now and we started to make gushing sounds as she pushed her body up to meet
my thrusts.  We were fucking each other's brains out and when we finally
came together I realized the song had ended some time before and I
collapsed on her exhausted and just lay there breathing and feeling her
breathe.  We must have fallen asleep like that because I awoke about an
hour later.  Most of the candles had burned out.  Seleste was still fast
asleep.  I got up and went to the bathroom and poured a nice deep hot bath
complete with bubbles.  Then I brought the remaining candles that were
still burning in and went to get my sweet sleeping beauty.  "Come, I've
made you a nice warm bubble bath.  Let me clean you up and tuck you in to a
nice soft bed." I said as I undid the cuffs and helped her up.  We never
did get to the toys.