Angel Food (not EXACTLY cake)

Thur picked me up and carried me over the threshold of the suite. The room was elegantly furnished and the bed was king sized.

"Do you even know how long I've been waiting for this?"
"No."
"A very, very long time." He sighed, kissed me passionately and set me gently on the bed. "Something you should know, something you should see." He began to unbutton his shirt.
"Here, let me," I finished unbuttoning him and he slid his shirt off and then he pulled off his t-shirt. He had worn a v-neck under his dress shirt, which I thought was unusual, considering how hot it is in Tucson.
He turned his back to me and then a white glow began to pulsate out of his back. "Stand back a bit," he warned.
I shifted away from him, never taking my eyes off the white glow, which kept getting brighter and brighter-and then, wings appeared.

"You're, an- um, angel?" I asked uncertainly.

"Yeah. Is that a problem?"

I gingerly touched the wings protruding out of his back. "You're, you're beautiful." I said. The white glow that had emanated out of his back completely surrounded him and I touched his face gently. A  tear slipped out and I gently wiped it away.

"You want me."

"Yes."

"Like a human woman wants a human man."

"Yes."

"This doesn't bother you, my true form?"

"You're beautiful." I kissed him slowly and deeply, climbed onto his lap facing him, my hands on his face.

"So are you." He stroked my naturally platinum blonde hair and pulled gently.

"Ouch."

"Sorry."

"Can you, um, you know, do this with the wings out?"

He laughed. "I can do anything." He ran his hand down my body and my clothes disappeared!

"That was a neat trick."

He took my hand and ran it down his body and the rest of his clothes disappeared as well.

"But, you know, I really liked that outfit I was wearing." I paused. "And you didn't even get to see the hot lingerie I was wearing!"

He laughed, "Relax, I can make everything reappear too."

"Okay. Prove it."

He snapped his fingers. And we were both fully dressed!!!!

"Prove it again," I laughed.

He blinked and we were naked again.

"Wait, can you just put the lingerie on me and then you can take it off manually?"

He laughed. "Sure."

The little black bra and panty set reappeared.

And then: he put me on my back, kissed my stomach. "I love this, " he said, running his powerful hands over my fatly little tummy. "And this," he took my face in his hands and kissed me. Then he was on my neck.

"Careful, no marks," I had to tell him.

"Don't worry, I can make them go away."

"Of course you can." Yes. Thur could do anything. That was evident.

"I like this," he touched the bra and put his mouth on the fabric that was covering my nipple, "but it has got to come off.

"Okay." I reached around and undid the clasp, throwing the bra to the side.

"Now these," he said as he cupped my breasts, "these are beautiful."

"Yes. Bubble gum colored nipples. A favorite flavor of yours, I hope."

He paused, then said, "Yup, " as he devoured each one. He worked his way down to my belly and then, he ran his hand over the sheer black fabric on my panties. "I like these too," he said as he skimmed his mouth over the area covering my mons, "but these too, must come off." He pulled them down and off. Running his hands over my thighs he opened them and rained kisses upon my adductors,  my anticipation building as his hands caressed my little bottom . When he finally reached my little blonde vaggie, he began licking me. Up and down and left to right, over and over again, until he felt me come. I came hard.

"You know, I have never sucked angel cock before," I told him.

"Never?" He grinned. "What do you want me to taste like?"

"Angel. You, " I said, as I put my mouth on him and began to lick. He was so incredibly hard. "Come for me," I said. "Wait. Can you get it up again really fast so you can fuck me?"

He laughed. "Yeah."

"Okay." I moved my hand up and down his shaft as I suctioned the tip and licked his frenulum. When he came, I swallowed it all. And the taste? Angel food cake.

"It tastes like whatever you want it to taste like," he said as if he could read my thoughts.

"Can you read my mind?"

"Maybe," he grinned.

"Then you know what I want now, don't you?"

He lay me down on the bed and got on top of me and pushed into me. Yikes! Every stroke felt so very good, it was like nothing I'd ever felt before.

Then we slept. And slept.

When I woke he was between my legs, licking me.

"Thur!"

"Yes?" He blinked and looked up at me.

"I want you to fuck me."

And so he did.

I remain,

Hilda Stinson