My favorite call so far this week was a feeder fantasy chat. He wanted me to feed him, and feed him well, by way of extensive and luxurious foreplay. To that end, I prepared for him a luscious feast.
His starter was a light but sumptuous charcuterie. I prepped a large board with a couple of cracker options and some toast points. With those, I sliced some gouda, pepper jack, and sharp cheddar. I then thinly sliced some hard salami, a bit of cajun-style tasso, some crispy bacon, a nice sweet and smoky ham, and a bit of fois gras. Alongside those delicacies, I also placed a small dish of home made preserves and confit to accompany all of the richness of the charcuterie. I proceeded to feed him these tidbits myself, by hand, making sure that my fingers brushed his lips with each morsel, and that I gently wiped his mouth after every bite.
His main course consisted of a hearty lasagna that I had baked fresh myself, along with a fresh garden salad and some garlic bread. The lasagna was oozing cheeses and fresh tomato sauce and meat, and it smelled of Italian heaven. I spoon-fed him each bit, dipping his garlic bread into the bowl to swipe out all of the leftover sauce before delivering each tidbit to his lips. He cleaned that plate and issued me a kiss on the cheek.
For dessert, I had made a classic cheesecake, and I spoon-fed him two whole slices before we finally got into the hot and heavy. He made love to me for hours after that. It was amazing.