Messy Birthday Café

Today is Shion’s birthday, you get ready to visit her birthday Café, in hope that she’s gonna be there as well. You arrive at the Café, it’s packed, but quickly you know why, she’s here. Looking so cute with her pigtails, her fans sing her Happy Birthday and she makes her wish. Suddenly you feel someone pull on your arm, you look at them and spot the staff lanyard. They tell you to “please go to one of the backrooms in the Cafe”, not knowing what to make of it, you comply and walk back to the room. You definitely wasn’t ready for what’s about to come.

The room is small, only a couch and a small coffee table with a cake and one candle on it. You sit and wait, not sure for what exactly but you wait. Finally the swings open and your eyes snap towards it, in walks Shion. Wearing something that you expected to never see her in, black see-through Stockings and black lace lingerie. Your mouth flies open at the sight of her tiny body hugged by the sexy fabric. She locks the door behind her and walks over to you. Your eyes wander up and down on her, “You like what you’re seeing, huh?” Her voice lower than usual, more seductive and sexy, you stare at her for a bit before nodding frantically.

“Good”, she purrs and reaches behind her back undoing her bra, the lacey fabric falling to the floor and exposing her small but perfectly cuppable breasts. The tent in your pants is growing rapidly, she takes notice and smirks. Her cute dimples such vast contrast to the rest of her sexyness. She walks over and sits down besides you, you cant help but stare at her cute tits, “Go ahead baby, touch them”. You look her in the eyes before doing anything, she nods and you reach one hand towards her chest, cupping one breast. She bites her lip when feeling your grip on her tits, you squeeze a little and flick her nipple, a small moan escapes her lips.

“Let’s make this more fun, shall we?”, she leans forward and grabs the plate with the cake on it and rests it on her lap. She dips one finger into the sweet icing and licks and sucks her finger clean while keeping eye contact with you. Then she does it again but now holds her finger to you, “Taste it”, and you take her small delicate finger into your mouth. Meanwhile she has been spreading more icing on her breasts for you to clean, she pulls her finger out with a wet pop and leans her chest towards you. She places her hands under her tits and holds them up for you, already leaning in and tongue darting out. One long lick over her right breast, one short stop over her hard nipple, swirling and sucking on it before continuing your path over to the other side. Here you gently bite her nipple making her yelp and giggle, your tongue wanders over her chest until they’re clean.

“Good boy”, she puts the cake back on the table and lifts her hips and slides out of her panties. The wet spot on the fabric unmissable, her legs spread wide giving you a good view of her small and wet pussy. She reaches down and parts her lips, it’s so pink and tasty looking. You instinctively lean down but she stops you, “Nuh uh, not so fast baby”. She dips her finger into the cake again and smears it all over her lips, then goes for another dip and inserts her finger into herself. A soft delicate moan follows, “Now you can taste it”, you lean down, but before getting to the main meal you kiss and lick along her inner thigh. She moans and runs her fingers through your hair, keeping you in place.

Finally, you’re at her glazed entrance, you take one long lick from the bottom to the top. Stopping at her swollen nub, flicking it with your tongue before going back through her sweet folds. Her grip on your hair gets stronger and her moans louder, her own juices start leaking adding another layer of sweetness. Then suddenly she yanks your head up and crashes her lips on yours, tasting her own and the cakes icing. She breaks off and pushes you on your back, your pants never have been taken off faster, and your boxers didn’t stay on much longer either. Her small hand wrapped around your girth in an instant, she licked along its underside and swirled her tongue on the tip, coating her tongue in pre-cum.

“Hmm… it’s missing something”, then you feel something cold on your shaft. She completely coated it in cake icing, but she doesn’t clean it off, she straddles herself over your extra sweet cock and aligns her just as sweet pussy. Her puffy lips wrap and stretch around your thick glazed head, the icing working as lubricant as she slides down on your length, a small spurt of squirt trickles out of her once she sat all the way down. Her thighs tremble from being so completely full, as she lifts herself back up you notice that your shaft is covered in a milky white mixture of cake icing and her juices. She locks eyes with and slams back down again, a loud wet smack echos though the room and more milky squirt shoots out from her.

You decide to make it easier for her and reach around her and grab onto her soft cheeks, holding her into place. You angle your legs and lift your hip, with one hard thrust you slam into her sweet hole, more squirt escapes her and a load moan. You thrust into her hard, she leans forward and makes out with you sloppily, her pussy a constant geyser of sweet nectar. You finally feel yourself getting close, her tight pussy squeezing you good. With one last deep thrust you erupt into her womb, she presses her forehead against yours and moans against your lips as she feels herself getting filled to the brim. You stay inside her for a moment and then pull your half limp cock out.

She lays on you, her used pussy leaking cum and her own essence on your stomach, she whispers, “Thank you, baby” into your ear and climbs off from you. She cups her pussy and collects a good bit of your cum in her palm and brings it to her hungry mouth. Cleaning her fingers eagerly, she sees the mess she made on you and leans over. Her tongue running over your abs and cleaning off the mixture of icing, her juices and your cum from you. After she’s done, she licks her lips. She stands up and walks towards the door, her hips swaying seductively, “Until next time baby, can’t wait to feast from you again”