Chapter 35: Chapter 35 : Vertical Cake

Kana and Ayaka looked at Haruto with mischievous smiles. "Haruto... go out for a while," Kana said, her tone playful but firm. "Come back in thirty minutes."

Haruto frowned, a little confused. "Uh... okay," he said, still unsure why they were sending him away. Naked, he walked out of the room, his mind racing with curiosity about what they were planning.

Thirty minutes later, he stepped back into the room—and froze. His eyes widened in surprise. Kana and Ayaka were sitting on the bed, legs spread, their pussies completely covered in cake—whipped cream, chocolate syrup, and bits of sponge sticking to every fold. The sweet smell filled the room, mixing with their natural scent.

Kana leaned back on her hands, a teasing smile on her lips. "Surprised?" she purred. "This... is your final dessert today."

Ayaka’s cheeks flushed as she shifted slightly, frosting smeared across her glistening folds. "Don’t just stand there," she whispered. "You get to eat us clean."

Haruto’s heart raced. He hadn’t expected this at all, and the sight of their cake-filled pussies made his cock throb immediately. The concept was clear now—and it was far more delicious than he could have imagined.

Haruto sank to his knees between them, his cock already hard, aching with need. The sweet aroma of frosting, chocolate, and cake mixed with the natural scent of their arousal, making his mouth water uncontrollably. He reached out, spreading Kana’s thighs slowly, letting his eyes roam over her pussy, thickly coated in creamy cake. Bits of sponge clung to the soft folds, and the frosting glistened under the soft room light.

Kana’s breath hitched as his fingers brushed her sticky thighs. "Start... taste me first," she whispered, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.

Haruto leaned in, pressing his lips and tongue against her cake-filled pussy. The first lick was sweet and messy, frosting and chocolate clinging to his lips and sliding down his chin. Kana moaned immediately, hips arching toward him, encouraging him deeper. He ran his tongue along every fold, tasting both the sugary dessert and the subtle, salty sweetness of her arousal underneath.

Then he turned to Ayaka, her pink pussy glistening under the cream. He parted her thighs with both hands, letting his tongue flick over the chocolate-smeared slit. Ayaka gasped, her back arching as he explored the sticky folds. The mixture of cake, cream, and her wetness made every stroke of his tongue melt together in a decadent mess.

Kana giggled, leaning closer to brush her frosting-covered hand over his chest, while Ayaka pressed her hips toward him, letting him taste every inch of her cake-filled pussy. Haruto alternated between the two, licking and teasing, his cock brushing against Kana’s inner thigh, slick with frosting and precum.

The room was filled with the wet sounds of licking, moaning, and sticky smears of cake being spread further across their thighs. Haruto’s mouth and hands were covered in a mixture of cream, chocolate, and arousal, and both girls shivered and trembled, their moans growing louder with every messy, delicious stroke of his tongue.

By the time he pulled back slightly, his lips were sticky and sweet, and both Kana and Ayaka’s pussies were glistening, cleaned only by his persistent, hungry tongue. Their breaths were heavy, their bodies trembling with delight, fully indulging in the messy, erotic dessert they had set up for him.

Haruto didn’t hesitate. He leaned forward again, plunging his tongue deeper into Kana’s cake-covered pussy. The folds were slick with frosting and chocolate, but underneath, the warmth and wetness of her arousal made each stroke irresistible. Bits of cake squished and smeared between his tongue and her slick lips as he lapped hungrily, tasting everything at once—the sweetness of dessert, the salt of her wetness, the heat of her excitement.

Kana moaned loudly, hips pressing into his face, fingers gripping his hair, urging him closer. "Yes... lick it all... every bit..." she gasped. Her creamy folds twitched with every flick of his tongue, the sticky cake clinging and smearing across her thighs.

Haruto’s eyes flicked to Ayaka, whose pussy was equally covered in frosting and cake crumbs. He leaned down, licking a long, slow stroke over her slit, letting the sticky mixture coat his tongue before teasing her clit with the tip. Ayaka shivered, moaning, her hips rocking forward as he licked and sucked, pulling little pieces of sponge and cream into his mouth.

He alternated between them, moving with a rhythm that made both girls squirm and moan. His cock brushed against Kana’s inner thighs, coated slightly with frosting, and a few drops of precum slid over the sweet mess. Ayaka pressed herself closer to his face, her creamy folds sticky yet inviting, as he took long, messy licks, savoring the combination of cake and her wetness.

The sticky sounds filled the room—lips smacking, tongues flicking, frosting squishing against skin. Both girls leaned into him, moaning and giggling, completely lost in the mess of dessert and lust. Haruto’s hands roamed freely, smearing frosting along their thighs, pressing into their creamy folds, exploring every inch of cake-covered flesh.

By now, both Kana and Ayaka were trembling, hips grinding and bodies shivering, moaning louder with each messy, erotic lick. Haruto’s mouth was coated in cream, chocolate, and the taste of their wet, aroused pussies, and he groaned at the overwhelming sweetness and heat of it all.

Every stroke of his tongue smeared more cake across their thighs and folds, every moan from the girls pushing him further, deeper, hungrier. The dessert had become a lustful playground, a sticky, messy symphony of moans, frosting, and pure sexual indulgence.

Haruto groaned, his cock throbbing unbearably as he continued to lick their cake-covered pussies. The sweet taste of frosting, chocolate, and cake crumbs mixed with their wetness drove him wild. He glanced down at Kana first, her thighs sticky and shiny, her creamy folds glistening. Without hesitation, he pressed the head of his cock against her sticky slit, teasingly rubbing over the frosting-slicked lips.

Kana gasped, trembling as he slowly pushed inside. The combination of her tight, wet pussy and the slick frosting made his cock glide in almost effortlessly. She moaned loudly, hips pressing against him, cake smearing even more as he moved, the sticky mixture coating both of them.

Ayaka wasn’t being left behind. Haruto spread her thighs with one hand, sliding his other fingers through the frosting and chocolate smeared between her folds, dipping his tongue back in to taste her sweet, messy pussy. She moaned, bucking her hips, cream and cake smearing further as he alternated between licking and teasing her clit with his tongue.

The room was filled with wet, sticky sounds—the squelching of cake and pussy, the smack of lips against frosting, and the girls’ gasps and moans. Haruto leaned between them, switching from licking to sucking and then back to pressing his cock into Kana, feeling her tight walls contract around him with every thrust. The sticky cake made everything messy, but the sensation was intoxicating, every inch coated in sweet, warm indulgence.

Kana cried out as he pushed deeper, frosting sliding down his cock, mixing with his precum. Ayaka arched her back, moaning loudly as his tongue flicked and sucked at her clit, spreading the frosting and chocolate across her wet folds. Haruto’s hands roamed freely, smearing cake across their thighs and stomachs, collecting cream on his fingers and bringing it straight to his mouth, tasting the mess again.

The girls’ moans grew frantic, their bodies trembling as he alternated between licking, sucking, and fucking, making sure every bit of their dessert-soaked pussies was explored. The room became a sticky, sweet, erotic chaos—frosting, chocolate, cake, and wet pussy blending together in a messy, lustful symphony.

Haruto groaned, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation of taste, touch, and sight, his cock sliding in and out of Kana’s sweet, messy pussy while his tongue and hands worshiped Ayaka’s frosting-coated folds, both girls writhing and moaning under his touch. Every stroke, lick, and thrust drove them all closer to an intense, messy climax.

Haruto’s cock was buried deep inside Kana now, sliding slickly through her sticky, cake-coated pussy. Every thrust sent frosting and chocolate smearing further across her folds and inner thighs. At the same time, his tongue and fingers continued to explore Ayaka’s creamy, cake-smeared pussy, flicking and sucking at her clit, dipping into the sweet, messy folds.

Both girls were trembling, moaning uncontrollably, completely lost in the overwhelming sensation of sweet, sticky pleasure. Kana’s hips pressed desperately against Haruto, her body quivering with need. "Ah... Haruto... don’t stop... I’m... ahh!" she gasped, frosting sliding down her thighs with each frantic thrust.

Ayaka’s moans mixed with hers, loud and breathless as Haruto licked and sucked her sticky folds. "Yes... harder... lick me... ahhh!" she cried, fingers clutching at his shoulders, hips bucking into his mouth. The mixture of cake, chocolate, and her wetness made each lick electric, every flick of his tongue sending shivers down her body.

Haruto groaned, feeling his own climax building as both girls writhed under him. He increased his pace with Kana, thrusting deep and hard, frosting and chocolate smearing everywhere, his cock gliding through her messy folds with ease. At the same time, he used his hands and tongue on Ayaka, exploring every sticky inch, bringing her closer with each teasing flick.

Kana’s back arched, her pussy clenching around him as she let out a loud, shuddering moan, spilling her wetness over the frosting and onto his cock. Ayaka followed moments later, shivering violently as her orgasm ripped through her, cream and cake dripping from her folds as she pressed her sticky, sweet pussy into his face, moaning his name.

Haruto finally lost control, groaning as he filled Kana’s cake-coated pussy with his cum, hot and thick, mixing with the frosting and chocolate. Some of it dripped down onto Ayaka’s thighs, adding to the sticky, sweet mess already coating her folds. He continued licking and sucking at Ayaka’s messy pussy even as he shuddered, tasting every drop of cream, chocolate, and her wetness mixed with his own release.

The room was a chaotic, sweet, erotic mess—frosting, cake, chocolate, and cum smeared across thighs, stomachs, and folds, the girls panting and trembling, their bodies glistening with sticky indulgence. Haruto collapsed between them, sticky and spent, as both girls leaned against him, moaning softly, completely satisfied from their decadent, messy dessert play.

Every inch of the room—and their bodies—was coated in the sweet, erotic chaos they had created, a final dessert that left them all trembling, sticky, and sated.