Ice Cream Man Fucks Me and Gives Me A Secret Topping – #Erotica

The ice cream is sweet, but the ice cream man's cream is even sweeter!

Who doesn’t love the ice cream man? I know ever since I was small, I looked forward to the sound of his bells and music coming down the road!  I remember running out full of excitement with the change in my pocket to get a sweet treat and cool off in the summertime. Times have changed and I’ve grown up, but I still love the ice cream man just as much!   I love his cool treats, I love how he makes me smile when he shows up and most importantly now that I’m an adult, I simply love the sexy ice cream man just for being the sexy ice cream man. You see I seem to have taken quite a liking to the sexiest guy ever that runs the ice cream cart at the park where I like to go on a regular basis near my house. I typically spend Saturday mornings going for a walk or run, and many times during the week I go there in the afternoon just for a midday escape.  My already frequent trips to the park began to get more regular once I laid eyes on the sexiest ice cream man I’d ever seen in my life!  He had this grown-up ice cream loving girl’s heart pounding more than my all-time favorite, the bubblegum ghost pop did when I was a kid!

I was really trying to stay away from sweets and ice cream for a while, but I needed a reason to head over to his cart and say hi so one day after a good workout at the park I made an exception and went over to partake in what he had to offer. I was in a tight black and lime green two-piece spandex running outfit, I had my dark hair pulled in a ponytail and was actually pretty sweaty at this point.   An ice-cold fruity popsicle would be so perfect right now, I thought to myself as I headed over towards him pushing the damp hair stuck to my brow out of my face as I did.  I smiled as I approached him pulling my headphones out so we could talk. Up close he was even better than from the distance I had been admiring him from, or should I say stalking him from for the last several months.  He had black hair combed perfectly, hypnotically big brown eyes, exceptional facial features that had me wondering why in the world someone like him didn’t have a ring on his finger. I fumbled my words getting lost in his eyes and his gorgeous facial features forgetting completely about why even walked over to this ice cream cart in the first place, other than him.

“I’ll take a mango and cherry twist popsicle please.”  I said to him while batting my eyes and flashing a cute smile in his direction.  Trying to look as adorable as I possibly could through the smeared makeup and sweaty overheated face that I was left with from my hot early day jog in the park, I peeled the wrapper of my popsicle back and stood there making conversation with this hot ice cream man that I soon learned was named Apollo. I’m sure Apollo could tell that I wanted him! I definitely didn’t hold back with the flirting. I admitted to him that I’d been coming here for months and had been seeing him from a distance, and finally decided to treat myself and walk over for a visit and an indulgence. After a few minutes of talking to Apollo, my sexy fantasy ice cream man at the park, I learned that he indeed did not have a girlfriend and I left there as giddy as a teenager who just found new love! The next several months Apollo and I spent time getting to know one another as I visited him at his ice cream cart regularly, and then one day when no one was around… he kissed me.  It was absolutely magical and from there everything just started to fall into place!

I don’t know where I got the courage, but I spoke to Apollo about a secret fantasy I had.  He was easy to talk to and I just seemed to be able to reveal secrets to him more easily than I had with anyone else.  I didn’t actually share the full fantasy at first, I simply told Apollo that I had a naughty desire that involved a hot ice cream man like him. Then I told him I would show him what I meant in the next few days. His face was red and flushed and I could tell he wanted me as much as I wanted him and I was about to make this happen for the both of us.  I asked this deliciously tempting fantasy ice cream man if he could set up his cart in a more secluded area of the park on Tuesday afternoon, which for whatever reason was when it was typically pretty empty there.

When Tuesday came, I showed up to see who I secretly now addressed as my ice cream man boyfriend wearing short and tight jean shorts that always complimented my heart shaped ass so beautifully and a little spaghetti strap tank top in adorable hot pink with a rainbow on the front. I was wearing no bra or panties under any of it, and my nipples were erect at just the thought of what was about to happen. I found my sweet little sugar shack boyfriend in a very remote area of the park just as we spoke about and ordered up my favorite, creamy white french vanilla!  The best!  I leaned on a decorative brick wall next to him and prayed he watch as I slowly licked the ice cream that was now dripping down the sides of the cone from the heat of the day.   I wanted to put on a little show for Apollo and so I leaned back further and lifted my little top exposing bare tiny breasts underneath.  Then I sort of accidentally tipped the cone and my little titties were now dripping with sticky white french vanilla ice cream.  As if I'd asked with my mind for him to help clean it up, he approached me and ran one finger up my abdomen and breast, scraping up a drizzle and licking it off his finger as he stared into my eyes.

Next my breath was taken away when this gorgeous helpful ice cream man didn’t waste any time leaning over to slowly lick the drips of creamy french vanilla ice cream running down my tits and belly. I moaned as his tongue lapped up the sweet sticky cream from my hardened nipples and before I know it he was undoing the button and zipper of my shorts to slip his fingers down inside. Never have I enjoyed an ice cream cone as much as I did that day.  I continued licking it and enjoying the sweet flavor in my mouth as I felt Apollo’s tongue finishing the last of the ice cream drizzles on my nipples and breasts and all I wanted was that tongue to go further.  Apollo put a “be right back” sign on his ice cream cart and we pulled a nearby bench behind some trees where he was parked. Once we arrived to a bit more of a private spot, I got to see another part of this hot ice cream man and it was everything I dreamt of and then some! It was his cock!  It was huge, it was out, and it was in my hand which was drizzling melted french vanilla ice cream from the tip down to his dangling balls.

I got to my knees and began sucking the ice cream man’s cock.  It was sweet and covered in my sticky messy ice cream, but it’s okay because I intended to clean every inch of up!  I had fantasized about sucking the cock of this ice cream man since the day I first saw him and now I was getting to have my ice cream and keep the cock too!  I held the ice cream cone in my hand and ate most of its contents from the surface of Apollo’s cock and balls.  The ice cream man’s cock was growing bigger between my lips with every slurp and lick and now I just wanted him inside of me.  I covered him in sticky sweet cream from my cone, and now I was going to cover him in sticky sweet cream from my pussy.  With ice cream still melted sticky and sweet on his shaft I bent over the bench and offered up my ass so he could finally fuck me.  Right there in the beautiful sunshine of a Tuesday afternoon I fucked the ice cream man in the park and got a special treat of his own personal creamy topping now dripping down me instead of ice cream.  I really do love the ice cream man!

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