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It’s a tradition that when you go to the coast you eat a lot of sugar. It can be candy floss, doughnuts, boiled sweets or rock. For anyone who isn’t familiar with rock it’s a kind of aerated sugar concoction made to encourage kids to each it quickly because it’s softer than normal boiled sweets and consequently rot their teeth faster. It is also often run through with the name of the resort from which it is purchased.

But to my story …

The shop was busy. Children queued with handfuls of coins to buy as much sugar based confectionary as they could so they could spend the rest of the day hyperglycaemic, terrorising each other and their parents. I waited in line to be served until one of the assistants shouted “Who’s next” above the din of the diminutive throng around me.

She had brown hair with a tinge of red and a pair of red-framed sun glasses perched on top like an Alice band. Her white coat was stretched tight over full breasts, soft and inviting and far more sensual than any artificial sex toys. She watched me with playful eyes while I scanned the counter full of calories. Sweats of every description, every shape, colour and size, a display that delighted and excited the children around me just as much as their dentist who would have known that he could put a deposit on a new Mercedes because of the damage they would soon be inflicting on their enamel.

Then I noticed she was sucking on a lollipop. The stick rolled and flicked from one corner of her mouth to the other as she sucked on it. I scowled “Anything else to tempt me with?”. I licked my lips, and looked her square in the eyes.

“Something special? A little bit more tasty?”

“Yes please …”

I followed her into the back of the shop stacked high with trays of sugary goodness, the nemesis of ten thousand milk teeth and then into the office at the back. I shut the door and pulled the blind down then turned to see her sucking on her lollipop again.

“That looks tasty” I said.

“It is, try some.” She took the lollipop from her mouth and waited for me to plant my lips on hers. I slid my tongue inside and experienced the sugary sweetness blended with her own flavour. I could feel my cock growing, the uncomfortable confines of a new pair of jeans corralling my expanding member. Our lips parted leaving us both a little breathless. She placed the lollipop back in her mouth and unbuttoned her white coat to reveal a tiger striped bra. I resisted the urge to say “Grrr”.

Her breasts looked ready to spill out despite the tight fit of the cups but she was intent on freeing them as soon as she could, letting the coat fall to the floor and unclipping the bra before shrugging it from her shoulders. Now wearing only shoes and tiger striped panties she looked good enough to eat. She took the sugary saliva coated lollipop from her mouth again and rolled it around each nipple in turn.

I leant down and licked at her hard pink buds, flicking them, making her shudder and gasp, biting them, making her yelp. She pulled my head into her chest the soft fragrant skin between them smothering my face. My hands cupped her, squeezing the soft fleshy mounds that enclosed my face until she released me.

She lay on the desk and tugged off her panties leaving her pussy invitingly exposed but as I made to drop between her legs to lick her delicious looking slit she said “Wait, get one of those.” She waved towards a box full of sugar dummies, what in the states I suppose they’d call candy pacifiers, the sort that come with a ribbon to hand round your neck. She raised her eyebrow when I returned and looked down between her legs. I got the message.

I unwrapped the candy and licked it a little, the sweet cherry flavour not entirely to my taste but the thought of tasting her pussy making my mouth water nonetheless. I ran the now wet pacifier along her glistening gash and found her hole so I could push the t inch wide, candy dildo inside her. She gasped with fake surprise and genuine pleasure when the sweet sex toy lodged in her snatch leaving only the red base exposed.

Leaning over I resumed the sucking and nibbling of her breasts while one of my hands slipped between her legs to play with the candy in her pussy. She moaned and bucked from my enthusiastic attentions until after a few minutes she could stand it no longer; A relief to me whose cock was hard, dripping wet and straining to be released in more ways than one.

“Cum on my tits.” She asked. Who was I to argue?

I removed my trousers and boxers so I could straddle her and placed my dripping cock between her tits. She brought up her hands to press the soft flesh around my cock and fixed her eyes on the end of the shaft as it appeared and disappeared between them. I leant forward placing my hands flat on the floor above her head to steady myself and allow my cock to push forward until it reached her lips and was sucked into her mouth. I would pause every few strokes to let her lick the ever-flowing precum from the end.

My balls rolled on the skin of her torso, my cock slick, sliding between her breasts and her hands pressing them around me. She saw my demeanour change, my face contort and the pattern of my strokes change as I began to cum. She smiled and awaited the eruption or white sticky syrup over her neck and chin. I offered my cock up to her mouth so she could taste the oozing aftermath of my ejaculation and she licked that particular lollipop clean with an enthusiasm that showed she licked the salty as well as the sweet.

Then we both shared the newly created cherry-pussy flavoured candy dildo from her hot, wet cunt.

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