Peaches

Peaches

Vivian was going to cry. She was hungry and had fooly foy forgotten to buy some groceries the day before. Glancing down at her watch she swore. “Damn, just five minutes.” Melissa was coming by for dinner and Vivian was a wreck. After Melissa had left that morning, she’d spent the whole day sleeping. She had been that exhausted from a night of passion.
Desperately re-checking her cabinets, she discovered a single can of peaches. It was better than nothing. She grabbed a crystal bowl and poured in the fruit. Not wishing for her stomach to give her away, she started eating a few slices. It was then that she was struck with inspiration.
Heading for the bedroom, Vivian undressed and slipped on another of her creations. A sheer turquoise robe of satin and silk she’d created after her first encounter with Melissa. The robe had a deep neckline that gathered just below her breasts, then gaped open to expose her stomach. She stepped into a matching thong and was off. She unlocked her front door and left it open slightly, feeling naughty at the thought of what Melissa would see when she walked in. She dismissed the suspicion that anyone else might come by instead. Vivian busied herself with lighting candles around the apartment and dimming the lights.
Setting some soft music in the background, Vivian paused to admire her work. She brought the bowl of peaches to the living room and set it down on the low table between two white candles. Something seemed wrong…Vivian realized the forks she’d chosen were too big. She went back to replace them with smaller ones when she had another thought: they would just use their fingers.
Her toes curled at the thought of Melissa’s fingers wet, juicy, and oh-so-sweet. Going back to the living room, she positioned herself for maximum affect. One smooth leg was bent, fully exposed, the other stretched out straight, hidden from sight by her robe. She was propped up slightly by pillows in the perfect pose for a sexual invitation.
Dipping her fingers into the bowl, Vivan pulled out one slither of peach and placed it on her stomach, letting it slide down and catch in her naval. She reveled in sensations as the cool juice slicked down her body. She reached for another slice, this time rubbing it between the valley of her breasts before putting it in her mouth. Her nipples tightened into hard pebbles and strained against the robe.
Obliging herself, Vivian untied the front clasp and exposed her breasts. This time, she used both her hands to slide two slices around her breasts, circling and then teasing her taught nipples. Heat pooled deep inside her and her breasts grew weighty. Gasping softly, she led first one, then the other slice to her lips, tracing her own mouth before eating.
Deciding to be more daring, she picked up two more slices, sliding one against the smooth column of her neck and the other along her inner thigh. She ate both of those pieces as well before retrieving the one in her naval. She reached for more and brought her other leg up, leaving both slightly parted so she could slide peaches against her wet lips. She moaned aloud as she used the coolness to stroke herself. This time when she ate the slices, she could taste herself.
This time when she reached for more slices, her fingers had to fish around. She held her eyes closed, savoring the flavor of her own sex. She used one slice to slide along her clitoris, stroking the sensitive nub until she could no longer take it. She slid the second slice inside of her, careful to keep her grip on the delicate fruit as she brought it in and out in slow motion. Soon she held both slices inside her, dipping in and out. Teasing, rubbing, stroking, and bringing herself to the brink.
Vivian felt herself explode, her body convulsing delectably with her orgasm and surprise at the hidden power in a bowl of peaches. She let her fingers slide out of her and reveled in ecstasy, arching her back slightly. Her inner muscles were clenched tight, trying to hold onto that feeling of euphoria when the phone rang. Vivian nearly jumped out of her skin as the sound penetrated her mind. Reality returned to her like a bolt of lighting. Glancing at the crystal bowl, she realized she’d used up all the peaches.
Cursing under her breath, still expecting Melissa to show up at any minute, she picked up the receiver. “Hello?” Her voice held an edge of frustration and was slightly husky from the passion she just experienced.
“Hi, love.”
It was Melissa. “Hi!” Vivian’s tone immediately softened and turned sensual. “I’m still waiting for you…”
There was a soft chuckle on the other end and what sounded like a blaring horn. “I’m sorry I’m running a bit late. I got off at the wrong exit and I’m stuck in traffic.”
“It’s okay.” Vivian tried to mask her disappointment. She was still very eager to see Melissa, her body was heating up again with the mere thought. She didn’t want to have to wait long, but then again, she had nothing to offer for dinner.
“This may take me a few hours, love. Did you already prepare the food?”
“Actually I haven’t set anything out yet.” It wasn’t the whole truth, but she’d be damned before admitting she’d forgotten to buy groceries and then got off on the only can of peaches she found.
“Well that’s good.” Melissa let out a breath of relief. “I think we should just go out for dinner, if that’s not too much trouble.”
“Not at all! We can try Yen Ching, it’s right across the street.”
“Sounds perfect…I have something important to tell you.”
Vivian was so relieved at saving herself, she didn’t even feel the slight bit curious. “I can’t wait to hear it. How long do you think you’ll be?”
There was silence on the other end, then Vivian could hear Melissa blaring her horn and yelling obscenities. “Three hours max.” She said, a little breathless. “You should have a little snack, don’t want you to starve before I get there.”
“Oh, I already ate a can of peaches while getting dinner together.” Vivian felt like her whole body was blushing and was very grateful that Melissa couldn’t see.
“Alright, sweet heart, I have to go. My battery’s running low. I’ll see you in three hours. Bye.”
“Bye.”
Vivian replaced the receiver. She would have to take a shower and change before the juice dried and her flesh became sticky. Closing the front door she set about the task of getting ready. She felt slightly uncomfortable as she quickly went about dispelling the romantic atmosphere she had so carefully created and it wasn’t until she placed the crystal bowl in the sink that she remembered. She still had peaches inside her.

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Author\'s review response:
Azalie...oouldould I say Al!!! *Glomp* thanks for the review! Of course, you already knew of my--singular--genius. So even though I shouldn\'t count you and all (mostly cause we\'re such good friends) *tears* I\'m so happy...!

Haha, very funny Lyan. There\'s you and all my friends who just \"can\'t resist the puns.\" Exept my friends poke fun at me for how I came up with the story (eating peaches off my stomach when I was really bored). Popular theory is that I really tried this. I wish...Well, not really. As much as I like peaches, I love chocolate even more. :P

To Donna: Marbles eh, hmm...now I\'ll have to fantisize on that.

Okay, I\'ve been remiss in checking on reviews, and who can blame me? What with school and beta-ing for Ash...but I\'m catching up now. Yet again, thanks for your review darkdeception. I was thinking of writing another food-sex scene but I\'ve yet to find inspiration and time. I\'m hoping to brain-fart something out during this Thanksgiving break, so if you want you can keep your eyes open and your pants pealed off. ^_^

Thanks Kaiik, you sound very enthusiastic...gives me idea for a story... In the meantime *huggles back* If it\'s any consolation, I don\'t think you\'re obnoxious cause you like my story! XD

*much much later*

J...what can I say to such a blatant request for more literary masturbation? I can\'t add more to this. That\'s why it says: END. It was a temporary spoof. A PWP (plot? what plot?). Course I could be totally misunderstanding your request. I have a few other stories I\'m working on (here), and I\'ll get to writing another food spoof eventually. Thanks for your enthusaism.