When the girl I’d been hooking up with invited me after hours to the ice cream parlor she owned, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

By the time I arrived, the lights were dimmed and the chairs were lifted up onto the tables.

“Back here,” I heard Jessica call from the stock room.

I walked back to find Jessica straightening the shelves. A tub of vanilla ice cream still sat out on the counter. When I moved to put the container away, Jessica turned to me, revealing that her apron was the only thing she wore.

“I’m not done with that yet,” she said. “I thought I’d make you a little dessert.”

Jessica gripped the hem of my dress and tugged it over my head, leaving me in nothing but my black lace bra and panties. She snaked her arm around my back and with a quick twist of her wrist she released the clasp on my bra and tossed that to the floor as well.

She looked at my breasts and licked her lips. “Just like two scoops of vanilla ice cream with a cherry on top — my favorite.”

Jessica scooped her hands beneath my ass and helped me onto the counter. “Lean back,” she whispered as she grabbed a can of whipped cream.

Once my body was reclined, Jessica began to spray swirls of whipped cream over my chest and tummy. The fluffy cream cooled my heated skin. Jessica was squirting the stuff on faster than she could lick it off, and the cream was already starting to melt, sending long, white rivulets of liquid down to my hips.

“I’m going to need you to lie all the way down for what I want to do next,” Jessica said as she eased my body back. She arranged my body on the cold stainless workstation, then she rolled my panties down my legs and tossed them onto the floor.

Now that I was completely naked, Jessica climbed onto the counter with me. She crawled between my legs, hovering over me as she trailed her tongue over my abdomen to collect all the sweet cream that melted there. Her tongue dipped into my belly button. She swirled it around, tickling me as she lapped up the cream that had settled inside.

Once my belly was clean, Jessica started moving upward. Her tongue trailed along the underside of my breast, stimulating the sensitive skin before journeying even higher. When she reached my nipples, Jessica spritzed on even more cream from the can. My breasts actually resembled ice-cream sundaes now, and I couldn’t wait for Jessica to eat her fill.

I didn’t have to wait long. As soon as Jessica put the can back on the counter she went to town on me. The flat of her tongue circled my breasts, scooping up all of the fluffy white cream.

Gradually, Jessica worked her way to the center, saving my cherries for last. By the time she got to my nipples, they were already hot and engorged, peeking out from the mound of whipped cream.

Groaning, I rocked my hips against Jessica. I was desperate to feel a bit of friction between my legs.

Rather than move down my body, Jessica crawled up and gave me a kiss. Her tongue dipped inside my mouth and tangled with my own.

I wound my fingers through Jessica’s hair and pulled our bodies closer together. My pussy rubbed against her thigh, spreading my juices all over her skin.

Needing to catch my breath, I broke away from Jessica, only to have her tug my lower lip between her teeth to pull us back together.

Jessica threw her full weight on top of me, pressing our breasts together as she pushed me down onto the cold metal countertop. The last of the whipped cream squished between us, causing our bodies to slip and slide against one another.

Though I couldn’t move my hips, my hands were free to roam. I skimmed my palms over Jessica’s back, mapping her from her shoulder blades to her ass. Then I cradled her soft cheeks and gave them a squeeze.

I smiled when Jessica moaned against my mouth. Her fingers curled into my shoulders, pressing me down onto the counter.

Then Jessica pulled away. She kneeled between my parted legs. Hovering over me, she brushed her lips against mine and whispered, “I’m still a little hungry.”

She grabbed the container of vanilla ice cream that sat near our feet and dipped her fingers inside, scooping up a nice big serving for herself. A mischievous smile lifted Jessica’s lips as she slowly tipped her hand, allowing the melted ice cream to fall over my sex.

The frozen dessert began to melt as soon as it hit my heated skin.

Shocked by the sudden chill traveling through me, I gasped. Streams of cold white cream ran over my clit, making me jolt.

Jessica didn’t seem to notice. She leaned back to admire her handiwork and licked her lips, clearly delighted by the meal she’d made. “My very own ice-cream taco,” she said with a smile. “You’re just missing one thing.”

She leaned back and pulled a bottle of chocolate sauce off the shelf on the wall. “Can’t have ice cream without the chocolate sauce.”

Jessica tipped the bottle over, squeezing squiggles and swirls of chocolate over my sex. It mixed with the already melting ice cream, dripping over my hips and down into my slit.

“Much better,” she murmured appreciatively.

Jessica crawled down lower, looking up at me from heavy lids as she made her way down to my hips. First she turned her attention to the ice cream and chocolate dripping down my legs. She trailed her tongue over the juncture of my thighs, licking up all the sweetness that collected there.

After cleaning one leg, Jessica turned her attention to the other. Her tongue danced dangerously close to my folds, which were completely covered in a thick layer of chocolate-laced cream.

Restless, I shifted beneath Jessica, hoping to redirect her attention to my sugar-coated sex. Instead, she moved up to my pelvis and licked a wide arc from hip to hip. Her tongue swooped and swerved over my skin, gathering up all the sweet, sticky cream as she went.

Feeling Jessica’s mouth move over my skin put my whole body on high alert. By the time Jessica made her way to my slit, the liquid between my legs consisted of more than ice cream and chocolate. Liquid arousal spilled from my core, mixing with the cream to create a new, unique flavor.

“You taste better with the ice cream than the chocolate sauce does,” Jessica murmured against my sex. Her breath fanned over my wet skin, sending a shiver up my spine.

Finally, Jessica sealed her lips over my clit. She circled the bud with her tongue, warming me up as she sucked off my chocolate shell.

Even when the last of the sweetness was gone, Jessica continued. Using the tip of her tongue, she tapped at my clit, working me over until my toes curled and my fingers flexed.

When she released my clit from her mouth, I cried out in protest.

“Let me just check to make sure I’ve eaten up all the cream,” Jessica said.

She dragged her tongue between my folds. Skimming the rim of my hole with the tip of her tongue, she eased me open, then dove right in. Her tongue seemed to swell inside me. She wiggled it around, stroking my walls. Striving to plunge even deeper, Jessica spread my slit with her fingers and sucked me into her mouth.

She lifted her head. A teasing smile played at her lips as she said, “No more ice cream. Now I can do this.”

Jessica lifted four fingers to her lips and drew them inside her mouth. She swirled her tongue around, making her cheeks go hollow, then she released them with a pop.

Satisfied with her natural lubricant, Jessica slipped her fingers between my folds and pressed against my hole. She eased all four fingers inside me, stretching me wide.

Slowly my muscles relaxed, allowing Jessica to sink even deeper. She curved her fingers upwards, rubbing little circles on my wall as she pistoned into me.

Instinct took over. I planted my feet on the counter and lifted my hips off the table, ready to meet Jessica thrust-for-thrust. But before I could rock my hips, Jessica dropped her head back between my legs. She took my clit in her mouth as she pushed my hips back onto the countertop, making it clear that she was the one who would set the pace that night.

I gladly accepted my defeat, content to lie back and let Jessica finish her dessert. Damn, that girl could eat. She lapped at my clit like it was the best thing she’d ever tasted, sending my nerves into a frenzy.

Knowing exactly what I needed to push me over the edge, she cupped her hand inside me so that her fingertips rubbed at the front of my channel while her knuckles massaged the back.

That’s when I saw stars. Waves of pleasure rolled through my pussy and echoed in my ass. My walls clamped down hard on Jessica’s fingers, trapping her inside me until my muscles stopped spasming.

Somehow, Jessica managed to keep on moving. She drove her fingers into me with such a force that my hips bucked against her mouth, and still, she kept on licking, not stopping until molten-hot come squirted from my core and covered her hand.

After I caught my breath, Jessica wiped a towel soaked with warm water over my chest, erasing the stickiness left behind. One soft peck of her lips led to two, then three, and before I knew it Jessica was lapping at my slit again, kicking off another round of hot, sticky sex.