From Famine To Feast Ch 24

Chapter 24: Domestic Bliss

I woke up in my new bed—

our

new bed—with Chris spooning me from behind. I recalled that I was vaguely aware of Chris and Ty coming in late, after Alexis and I had already gone to sleep. They made noises for a while as they moved in, but I must have fallen asleep again because I don't remember him getting into bed with me. I gently extricated myself from his embrace and snuck off to the bathroom to pee. I rinsed my face and looked in the mirror. Seeing the shower behind me caused me to grin as I remembered posing for Camera Man with Alexis. I thought about cuddling with Chris, but then decided that, as tempting as that was, I was going to start our first morning living together with a welcoming breakfast. I walked to the kitchen, only to realize that we didn't have any food, utensils, or dishes. Clearly, becoming a grown-up wasn't as simple as I thought it was going to be.

I put on some clothes and found my backpack and wallet. I quietly left the apartment in search of food that could be eaten without utensils, pots, or even plates. Luckily, there was a small corner market at the end of the block that was open. I realized that I had no way to cook eggs, make pancakes, or even brew coffee. I settled on fruit as the only thing that seemed possible in our current situation. I paid for the fruit, stuffed it into my backpack, and headed home. I set the fruit on the kitchen counter, promising myself that I was going to cook a proper breakfast using the proper tools the next morning.

Alexis emerged from her bedroom, gave me a familiar sleepy wave, and went straight to the bathroom. When she returned, she gave me a hug and leaned against the counter with me. "You got fruit?"

"Yep. We don't have any plates, pots or pans, cups, or anything at all for cooking and eating," I explained as I washed a strawberry and popped it into my mouth.

"At least we won't argue about who has to wash the dirty dishes," she philosophized while peeling an orange. "I wonder if there is a department store that sells kitchen wares near here. We'll have to go shopping today."

"Let's go shopping while the boys unpack."

"You trust the

boys

with interior decorating?" Alexis arched her eyebrows in disbelief.

"Of course not. They can unpack, move everything around, and put it all away. Then, we'll send them out to get something while we fix all their mistakes." She laughed. I grabbed a banana and contemplated it. "This gives me an idea" I smiled at her. "I'm going to wake up Chris and make him feel so happy that he moved in with me. When I've finished him off, I'll tell him about our photo session with Camera Man. He won't feel too bad about being left out if I give his morning wood a good morning."

Alexis grabbed another banana and said, "That's a splendid idea. I think I'll do the same thing with Ty. You know how the song goes: 'Just a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down.'"

"Oh, is that how it goes? I thought the lyrics were: 'Going down makes a spoonful of sugar come out'"

She laughed and then pushed the banana deep into her open mouth and then slid it back out. "Have fun, roomie! I know I will." I lifted my banana as if toasting the occasion. She clinked her banana to mine. Then we each slipped quietly into our respective bedrooms and closed the doors behind us.

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I snuck back into bed, careful not to wake Chris. I snuggled close to him. He uttered a sleepy murmur but didn't stir too much. I put my hand on his chest to get him used to my touch without alerting him to what I was up to. Then, I slowly slid my hand down his stomach toward his groin. When I first made contact with the tip of his penis, he moved, but didn't wake. I hesitated for a while so he would relax into sleep again. When his deep breathing returned, I moved my hand further down and was able to encircle his dick with my fingers. As expected, he was big and full, but not completely hard. "Mmm," I whispered to myself, just what I was hoping for. I felt a stirring in my vulva as my blood began to flow and I felt moisture began to appear. I loved the feeling of having his big cock in my hand, and it was exciting to do it without him being conscious of it—yet. But what I loved even more was the satisfaction of knowing that I could make him as hard as possible. He responded to me and my touch. I stroked him up and down, very gently, careful not to wake him. I wanted him to enjoy it, maybe even cause him to have an erotic dream about me. I'd have to ask him about his sexy dreams, but that would have to wait for later. I was in no hurry; I was enjoying the slow burn in both of us, but I also was looking forward to the next part of the plan.

When I had gotten his cock fully erect and his breathing was louder and deeper, I knew that it was time to take the next step. Without breaking rhythm, and careful not to make any sudden movements, I slipped my head under the covers and moved down to his crotch. Though it was dark, there was just enough light under the covers to see his throbbing dark red cock. It made my mouth water as I gazed at it. It was so turgid and alive. It made me hot. I wanted to please him, to offer him pleasure, but I also wanted to suck his cock for my own pleasure. I puckered my lips and gently kissed the very tip of the head. His skin was soft and smooth, belying the rigid shaft below it. I kissed it again, this time with my tongue poking out between my lips. Soon, I was swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, coating it with saliva. I was really enjoying what I was doing when suddenly Chris lifted up the covers and looked down at me. I froze, like a deer caught in the headlights, my secret discovered.

"Good morning," he muttered, still half asleep. My mouth was around the head of his cock and my hand encircled his hard shaft. There was no way to pretend I was doing anything other than giving him a blow job.

"Um, good morning," I slobbered with his cock still pressed against my lips.

"What are you doing down there?" Chris asked disingenuously, a sleepy smile growing across his face as he held the covers up.

I lifted my mouth off his dick and replied, "Giving my handsome boyfriend a housewarming gift. Do you like it?"

"I think you can tell how much I like it," he said and gave a slight thrust with his hips, causing the head to push into my lips again.

I looked at his hard cock in my hand and then back at him. "Yes, I can tell. And I'm so glad you like it. I like it too. And I'm going to show you just how much I like it." I opened my mouth wide and slowly sank down on his erection, swallowing his entire length. Chris groaned in appreciation. I moaned upon hearing his enjoyment as I slid off him. "Babe, I love you and I'm going to make our first morning together as roommates the best morning ever." He flung off the covers and reached one hand down to hold back my hair so he could see exactly what I was doing to him. I stroked him while looking him straight in the eyes. "You don't need to do anything, babe. Just lie back and enjoy it. This is all for you." I sucked him in my mouth and then popped him out. I guffawed. "Well, actually, it's for you and for me too. I just love seeing how much pleasure I can give you."

Chris plumped up the pillow behind his head so he could watch me. "Win-win," he said with a huge grin. Then his face got serious. "Now suck my cock."

"Oh," I exclaimed. His sudden change in demeanor sent a shiver down my spine and caused my pussy to clench. "Yes, sir. With pleasure, sir." Chris wasn't usually that dominant, but by now he had figured out my cheat code. I guess he had been paying attention to how I responded to others like Lance and Phil. Whatever the case, it worked. I turned my head and sucked his cock into my mouth, moaning as I did so. His hand that was holding my hair gripped tighter, pulling my head back up and then pushing me back down, forcing me to do what I already wanted to do. I sucked and slurped as I went up and down, slobbering all over. I scrambled up to my knees to get a better angle so I could bob up and down at a more rapid pace. Chris began to groan. It turned me on so much to hear how much he was enjoying it. I kept one hand on the base of his cock, but with my other hand I reached between my legs and dipped my fingers into my pussy. Unsurprisingly, my entire vulva was very well lubricated. I pulled my sticky fingers out and began to rub my clit, making myself moan.

"I'm close, babe," he groaned, his chest heaving up and down. "You're going to make me cum."

I slid my mouth off of his throbbing cock and held it in my hand. "Oh, yeah? Does my sweet boyfriend want to cum?" I teased him. He gritted his teeth and nodded. "That's good because I want him to cum too. As a matter of fact..." I squeezed his dick hard, making him flinch. "I want him to come in my mouth. Would he like that?"

"Ummhmm," he groaned. His eyes rolled back in his head, like he was delirious.

"Then do it for me, babe. I want to feel you release. Fill my mouth with your cum. Fuck my face." I slowly slid his cock back inside until it was all the way in. As I gradually built up the tempo, his groans got louder and his formerly subtle thrusts got more vigorous and insistent. At the same time, my hand increased a matching tempo on my clit. I knew he was close, but I also felt my own orgasm catching up surprisingly rapidly. It felt like a huge rainstorm had raised the water level dangerously high behind a fragile dam. High-pitched whimpers emanated from my muffled mouth.

"Oh, shit, oh shit, I'm about to... I'm going to, oh shit, I..." Chris's body went rigid and he held his breath. I felt his cock spasm under my hand just before I felt his cock head pulse inside my full mouth. Jets of warm cum shot into my mouth, one after another. His cock expanded with each jerk. I held still to receive his orgasm with welcoming appreciation, enjoying his pleasure—pleasure that I brought forth. It was hot, it was sexy, and it was loving.

When his dick stopped pulsating and began to shrink, I slurped my mouth off of his dick and climbed up the bed. I straddled his chest and returned to fingering my own pussy. He opened his eyes and smiled. "Do you want me to do you now?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but instead of words coming out, his semen dripped down my lips and chin and landed on my tits. I pushed it all out with my tongue. Some of it hung from my chin in a long strand. "No, babe," I drooled, "you are so sexy. I want you to see how much you turn me on. I want you to watch me get off on giving you pleasure." I swiped some of his cum off my tits and used it as lubricant to rub my clit. "Oh, my god that feels so good." I was already close and I could tell it wouldn't take much. My hips began to gyrate on their own, smearing my lubrication on his chest. "Do you know how much I like sucking your cock?" He stared at my hand moving in circles on my pussy and didn't answer. "Do you know how good it feels to get you so hard? Do you know how much I like you to look at my body? To watch you watching me? Do you like looking at my tits? Huh?" He lifted his gaze to my boobs. I smeared the remaining cum around my chest, grasping, kneading, pinching as he stared. "Oh my god, babe, I'm about to cum. Look at me, babe." His eyes darted between my pussy and my tits. "Look in my eyes, babe." I was panting hard and my fingers were working feverishly on my clit. "Oh, oh, oh, oh fuck!" My orgasm hit hard and the dam burst. One hand grasped my pussy while my knees tried to clamp closed, squeezing the torso I was straddling. My other hand grabbed my tit hard and I bit my lip. My body convulsed, wracked by powerful waves of pleasure. "Oh babe, oh babe, oh my god." I collapsed on his chest and he held me tight.

I laid on top of him for a long time and he just held me in his arms. I felt so loved and protected and cared for. Finally, I emerged from my post-orgasmic stupor. I reached down and felt his flaccid cock. I flopped it around in my hand for my own amusement. "Does your little friend want to play some more?"

"Actually, my little friend really needs to pee. Unless you're into water sports, I'd better get to the bathroom quickly." I laughed and rolled off of him. He pulled on some boxers and walked out. I slipped a t-shirt over my naked body, grabbed the banana that I hadn't gotten around to eating yet, and walked into the kitchen. Chris came out of the bathroom, grabbed a strawberry and stood next to me. Just then, Ty came out of their bedroom in his boxers, followed by Alexis, also wearing nothing but a t-shirt.

"Hi, Ty," I said in a coquettish voice as I peeled my banana. "Have you had a good morning?" I wrapped my lips around the banana, slowly pushed the entire thing deep into my mouth, and then slowly pulled it out, licking the tip with my tongue. "Hmm?"

Alexis hid her face in her hands. "Oh my god, Layla!" She let her hands drop and hugged Ty from behind, her face blushing. I continued to deep throat my banana, as they all watched intently. "Well, babe," said Alexis, "answer her question. Was it a good morning?" She looked up at him with a big smile and expectant eyes. "Hmm? Was it good for you?"

Ty looked at her, then back at me, then at Chris, then back at her again. "Yes, yes it was. It was a

great

morning." He kissed her. "Now, let's eat. I'm starving."

"You boys can have any of the fruit you want, but save these big bananas for Alexis and I."

"Yeah," Alexis agreed, "we really enjoy waking up to a good banana in our mouths in the morning." She deep-throated her banana to emphasize her point.

"That would make a pretty picture," said Ty, holding up his hands like he was holding a camera.

"Actually," I began, "we'll have some more pictures to show you guys soon."

"Huh?" asked Chris.

"Layla introduced me to Camera Man yesterday," Alexis said in a teasing voice.

"Oh really?" asked Ty.

"Mmhmm." She hummed. "He helped us move in. And to show our appreciation for his help, we let him help us christen the bathroom. As soon as he starts sending the pictures, we'll share them with each of you so you can add them to your spank banks."

"I can't wait to see them," said Ty.

"Me neither!" enthused Alexis. "I'll finally be able to send you the pics you've been asking for."

"Speaking of banks," I segued, "we need to go shopping. This fruit is the only food in the house, and we need dishes. After we eat, you boys are going to unpack, while Alexis and I go shopping. You guys need to give us money."

"That's not fair," objected Ty.

"If you want to keep waking up to me swallowing your banana, then you'll open your wallet and close your mouth," reprimanded Alexis.

"Yes ma'am," answered Ty. "Come on, Chris. Go get your wallet."

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