The scent of the coffee is beckoning, so I climb off the bed and walk over to the breakfast tray to examine the setup. Opening the pot, I'm happy to report that the water is still steaming, and proceed to pour it slowly around into the grounds in the filter that's perched on top of the decanter.
“The coffee will take a few minutes,” Yuki tells me, sitting up on the bed. She smiles and beckons, enticing me to step close to her, and runs her hands around my waist to pull me into her, my boner poking her in the chest. The delightful stiffness of her nipple nudges the underside of my glans and shaft as she rubs it on her tit. She wipes my cock on one breast and then the other, back and forth a few times, her thumb and forefinger imitating a cock ring by encircling it firmly at the base. Her small, soft tits feel so good under and around my throbbing dick as I push it into the cleft of cleavage she presents to me by holding them up and together.
She bends down to take the head of my cock into her mouth, but after a few slurps, it seems like the angle isn't right, so she swings her legs around behind her, lying prone, her feet pointed away and her face right up close. Propping herself up on her elbows on the edge of the bed, she opens her mouth, and opens those pretty almond eyes up at me, longing for my erection. I tease her momentarily by tapping it against her cheek before feeding it to her.
Yuki's lips make a tight seal behind my dick head, and I feel her warm slick tongue wiggle over the tip and flick underneath. I can't help but move my hips slightly forward and backward, time and time again, a few inches sliding into her hungry mouth before she clamps down firmly on the out-strokes. Then she bobs her head as I try to hold still, the oral pleasure she's giving me sending a tingling sensation up and down my shaft.
“Mmmm, Yuki, that's sooooo good!” She smiles as much as her mouthful will let her, working her lips and tongue over the head before releasing it and wrapping her mouth around the shaft from the side a few times, looking up at me periodically. Then she raises up onto her hands and knees and climbs off the bed, evidently wanting to go on to the next thing.
The next thing is coffee, which is done brewing now. I put a bit of cream and sugar in mine, but Yuki has hers black. We stand there naked, sipping our coffee while we look over the tray of breakfast foods: croissants, butter, honey, and three kinds of jam; an array of fruit, but not mixed: melon, strawberries, and assorted other berries; and two dishes of yogurt.
I start by grabbing a croissant, pulling the flaky pastry apart and holding a piece up to Yuki's mouth. She takes it with her teeth greedily, chewing a few times and downing it before I feed her another bite. She takes some and feeds it to me, and before long we've devoured the first one. Damn, that was tasty – good thing there are two more left.
“I think some butter and jam on the next one,” I tell Yuki, carrying the tray and my coffee cup around to the other side of the bed and setting my cup down on the side table. She lounges with me on the king-size bed, which has plenty of room for me to place the tray by the headboard out of the way. She sips her coffee while I cut open another croissant and spread butter and a red jam on it. We take turns feeding each other half of it, and then she stabs a piece of melon with a fork and holds it up for me to take.
She sets her coffee cup on the table on her side after taking a couple more sips, and lies down on her back, looking over at me. I give her a bite of strawberry with the fork, and then hold a piece of melon to her lips. But she takes it off the fork with her fingers and sets it on her chest. It's hard for her not to laugh as I offer her two more pieces, each of which she places on herself. A strawberry follows. I straddle her and eat one of the melon pieces off her chest, then another, licking and slurping the damp spots on her skin where they were resting. Then I grab the strawberry with my teeth and take it up to her mouth. She bites into it, eating half while I eat the rest. Then I pick up the last bite of melon and feed it to her.
My dick is so hard now, I have to rub it in her pussy hair and on her stomach before rolling off. I take a small spoonful of jam and dollop it right on her tit, coating the nipple. After sucking it off, with eye contact, of course, I do the same to her other tit with another flavor. She sits up and grabs her coffee, taking a sip holding it in one hand while using the other to scoop up some of the third jam with her fingers, smearing it on my nipple. She leans over and sucks it off, downing the rest of her coffee and setting the empty cup on the tray.
“Here, lie back,” she tells me, pushing on my chest. I take another sip of my coffee and set my cup back on the table, lying on my back, anticipating what she's about to do. Sure enough, she smears jam right on my dick, caressing it with her fingers, then holds them up to my mouth for me to suck clean. Then she leans her head down and takes my raging hard cock into her mouth, sucking and slurping the jam off it. She applies some of a different flavor and sucks that off, too. Then she climbs in between my legs, looking at me with those pretty almond eyes, giving me a wonderful sensual blowjob for quite a while. The feeling is incredible, the sensation of her warm wet lips and tongue covering my head, pushing down my shaft, and kissing and licking all around, her fingers playing with my balls, coating them with a new dab of sticky jam. The room fills with the sounds of oral sex, “mmmm”s, and wet slurping sounds from her, complemented by gasps and moans from me.
“Mmmm, Sebastian, you have a nice cock.” I think I love that we know each other's names now. “So yummy with the jam.” She licks and sucks my balls while pumping her fist up and down my shaft.
“Ohhhh, Yuki, that feels so good. Mmmmm, that's nice. Ha - reminds me of last night's dessert. You told me you like nuts in your mouth!”
“Mmmm, yes, these kind of nuts.” She flicks one of my testes with her tongue and sucks it gently into her mouth. “much better!” After more ball licking and holding my dick upright and caressing the head with her thumb, she adds, “In Japanese, men’s balls are called ‘tama’, or 'gin-nan', the fruits of the ginkgo tree.”
“I'll be fluent in Japanese by the time you're through with me!” She laughs. “You know, they say learning by doing is the best way, not just reading from a book.”
“I think you will remember some of these words!”
She leaves my balls and takes most of my dick into her mouth, sucking hard for a while, with lots of eye contact. She's getting me close to orgasm, and we haven't even finished breakfast yet, so I stop her by holding her head steady and crawling backwards a bit.
“You were about to cum?” Yuki asks.
“You were getting me close.” I pick up my coffee cup and drink the last bit, “Lie on your back now. I want another taste of you!”
She does as I ask, and I dot her chest and stomach with a few pieces of fruit and eat it off. Then I splat a couple spoonfuls of yogurt on her tits and stomach and suck it off. Continuing down, nipping and pulling at her trimmed pubic hair with my lips, I settle between her legs and kiss her labia.
I start to lick Yuki's pussy, flat tongue gliding up her slit a few times, eventually working the tip in between the folds, her womanly scent urging me on. I spread her pussy open with my fingers, looking up at her face while I probe her wet pink insides with my tongue. Her eyes are closed, gasping slightly at my touches. I seal my open mouth over her cunt, French kissing passionately and noisily, moaning and slurping as I push my tongue into her vaginal opening. Her eyes open as I look up again, and she smiles, running her fingers through my hair and moaning.
The tray of breakfast is within reach, so I break from eating her out for just long enough to open the little jar of honey. I apply a little bit to her tummy and lick and slurp it off while she sucks it off my fingers. Then I drizzle some right across her pubic hair and onto her pussy lips. I grab it out of her messy bush with my lips and then lick her sweet honey pussy a few times. After drizzling a bit more honey, spreading her labia open to get some inside, I go after her again. It takes me a while to lick and suck most of the sticky stuff out of her bush and out from the crevice of her warm, wet twat, including from around her swollen clit.
I look up at her, and she's dolloping a serving of yogurt on her tits. So I climb up her body from between her legs and eat it off, then continue up to her mouth for some French kisses while she handles my cock with sticky fingers.
“Get on your knees,” Yuki tells me, fingers in the honey jar. I obey, looking down at her as she applies the honey to the end of my dick. She sucks it for a minute to clean it off; then I spoon some yogurt along the top of my shaft. She takes a few of the smaller berries and aligns them on top. “Mmmm, delicious,” she says, looking up at me, mouth poised at the end of my decorated cock. A few sucks and licks and slurps later, it's all clean.