Untouched Love Ch. 05

It had been quite awhile since Rogue had updated her site with any news of her past and future projects. You felt like it had been over a year since she had made my presence known on the site or her various social media handles. While the other girls had kept the site up to date with their own videos and picture sets, the site's titular star was nowhere to be seen. The last piece of media she had uploaded was a soft core food-play video, involving some whipped cream, cherries, and a bit of masturbation (on both ends of the screen). While you had watched it several times during Rogue's absence, along with other videos of hers, and others, you felt it prudent to watch it again. After all, if you watched the most recent video, perhaps the timeline would resume and Rogue would return - or something else as equally farfetched.

The video started black, with only the sound of clothed feet making soft padding noises against a hard surface. As the pictured faded in, the camera was set on a pale, barely covered, ass, in motion. The rear was front and center in the frame, leaving an increasing amount of negative space around it as the woman moved slightly faster than the camera man who followed her. As more of her was allowed into frame, the scene became clearly set.

She was walking down a long hallway, beautifully decorated and dimly lit. The moonlight broke through the tall windows on her left, and the orange glow of the lamps along the wall to her right cast a favorable light on her white skin.

Her cheeks rubbed against one another, one rising and one falling, as her toned and covered legs carried her curvaceous form down away from the camera, though the camera was persistent in following. Dividing her cheeks was a pair of dark green boy shorts, half cut so the bottom half of her ass was clearly visible and the rest was hidden. Thick green and black stripes adorned her knee-high socks, and a matching pair of sleeves went from the middle of her palms up to her elbows. To match her panties, a dark green tank top was draped over her torso. The outfit was notably sexier than it would logically be for a girl getting up for a midnight snack, as you later learned during the video when you first watched it. Still, losing logic to make room for more sex appeal was always a welcomed trade.

The short-haired girl pushed open a set of double doors and entered into a far more well lit room: the kitchen. A large kitchen island cut through the middle of the room, with cabinets on either side, and a fridge and stove opposite each other. Further down, a couple tables and several chairs to each. Normally you don't take too much note of the scenery in a porn shot, but the videos on Rogue's site featured such a lovely mansion that they shot in. Many porn studios would rent large homes to shoot in, but Rogue's was by and large the largest and most tastefully decorated. It had been a topic of some discussion by fans, like where this location was and how they were able to afford it, but the discussion, much like your thoughts of it, was always put on hold when something sexy was going down - just as it was right now.

Rogue, as she was clearly seen to be, had arrived at the fridge. She pressed her plump ass, shoulder blades, and left foot against the tall appliance, and made a pouting face as she peered down past her breasts and at her stomach. A delicate hand rubbed her flat tummy, and while she spoke no words, she was clearly saying she was hungry, through her body language.

The camera panned back up from her mid-section and to her face, her dark blue lips (matching the blue of her eye shadow and the blue balls at either end of her the barbell piercing her right brow) now being nibbled on, impatiently as she thought of what she wanted to eat. Convinced she had to solve her problem, she pushed off the fridge and spun around on a heel, and quickly opened the thick door.

Inside you could see all the essentials and many tasty snacks as well. Many reasonable choices for a midnight snack. Of course, being the video that it was, Rogue chose the jar of cherries and the bottle of whipped cream. With her tasty contents in either hand, she pushed the door closed with a thrust of her bum and approached the kitchen island.

The camera swung around to the side opposite Rogue on the island. Of the two sweet food options, Rogue started off with the sweeter: the whipped cream. A reasonable dollop was sprayed onto two finger tips, and then disappeared between her painted tiers, leaving only a satisfied moan from its consumer as evidence that it ever existed. Another helping was applied to her fingers, this time larger than the last, and again it was consumed without delay. The third application proved to be the extend of her hubris, as it was too much to be contained on her fingers and some fell into her deep, and nearly as white as the cream itself, cleavage.

Rogue put on her best surprised bimbo face, lightly slapping her cheek at the "fumble' while looking at the camera in shock. Thankfully, Rogue knew just how to clean up kitchen messes - and it didn't involve a paper towel and cleaning supplies. Two fingers from her other hand dipped between her breasts and scooped out a little bit of cream for her to consume. Judging by her extra-delighted expression at the taste, Rogue had determined that whipped cream tasted even better when it had lain on her tits, first.

Just as the gothic porn star was about to apply a new stream of cream to her chest, she paused, thought a moment, and then bopped herself on the head with her free hand. It appeared as Rogue had just thought of something important. First she set the can back down on the table, and then she pulled her all-too-snug shirt up over her head and left it resting on the island.

As the cloth pulled up, her breasts began to spill out below the fabric. When the shirt was finally gone, her breasts fell with a short and heavy bounce. Before she would pick up her snacks again, Rogue gave her girls a full and healthy squeeze, demonstrating their heft by lifting them and releasing them for another delightful bounce. There was still some white cream left on her chest, and, like a good girl, she would finish her "plate" before asking for more. But Rogue was not a good girl. Rogue was a bad girl. And bad girls like to play with their food. With both hands, the pale punk rubbed the remaining cream over her breasts. There wasn't much left, so it was spread thin, leaving only the notion that her breasts were a sweet, sticky, pair. The way her lower lip was being chewed on, lightly, she was conveying that she was still hungry for more.

With cream and cherries in hand, Rogue moved to one end of the kitchen island, the camera man being sure to follow her - her heavy chest bouncing with even she slight, but deliberate, steps. Rogue ran her sticky, damp, fingers along the granite counter top, and the camera panned up to see her get another wicked idea. Pulling back, the camera saw her begin to apply a small pyramid of cream near the edge of the island. Then, for the first time in the video, the cherry was added, right to the top of the stack of cream. Rogue bent down, pressing her arms together to give her free breasts the kind of cleavage usually reserved for tight t-shirts and bras, and gave the little cherry a little lick, followed by an even gentler kiss.

The cameraman knew what was coming next, and was quick to back up to get her fully in frame. With her surprising amount of strength, Rogue was able to hoist herself up onto the island, but not yet sit down. She hovered her cute bum over the stack of sweets she had just made, and with a moan to come first, she let her weight drop down upon the desserts. The cream splattered in all directions when her left cheek abruptly landed upon it, and the cherry. First she gave a surprised gasp, then a delighted squeal as she began to rock her hips back and forth to further crush the cherry into the cream and counter top.

Panning back around, the frame now showed off Rogue from the front, sitting on the edge of the island with her knees together, hands on her thighs just above the knees, and her breasts pushed together. She blew the camera a kiss and then resumed with her original meal plan. Reaching over to the cream, Rogue began to apply a simple strip of white to her inner thigh - now spread apart from her other thigh with her still clothed pussy between them. It was at this moment you really wished this wasn't a solo video, because this would be the perfect opportunity for another star to step in and clean up that bit of sweet that Rogue added near her sweetest bit. Of course, you knew that wouldn't be the case as Rogue was one of the few girls on the site who only did solo vids. Although, when you thought about it, the only other girl to do solo vids had recently started doing vids with other actors, and they were certainly hot enough to get you interested more with the fetishes to which she catered.

Back to focusing on Rogue, you see that she has cleaned up the whipped cream on one thigh, and the other as she had kept up with symmetry and gave her opposite leg a bit of dessert as well. Knowing what everyone was watching for, she made sure to then cap off her tits, right on the nipples, with whipped cream as well. The cream had started to warm and couldn't hold its shape as well, so she had to run an arm under her heavy breasts and hoist them up so the cream wasn't as subjected to gravity as before.

Reaching into the still open jar of cherries, Rogue plucked out a juicy cherry and gave it, too, a little kiss, just like the one she had crushed, before leading it back down for an application of cream that was situation on her tit. The camera followed closely the cherry's journey from breast to bite. Half covered in cream, the cherry was lifted to just in front of Rogue's blue lips. With a smile, she snaked out her pierced tongue and gently lapped the white off the red. A caring prelude to a predatory act. Rogue severed the cherry in half with her precise and deadly (for the cherry) incisors. With half of the treat in her mouth, she let the other half join in with a toss. She chewed with a moan, and exaggerated her swallow so the camera knew when she was done. A bit of red juice had trickled out from between her thick lips, and that same pierced tongue came out to steal it away from her porcelain skin.

She seemed to have really enjoyed a cherry with whipped cream, so she was eager for more. This was not a video about the efficient way to eat, so of course she couldn't just cover the cherry in cream directly from the can. Instead, Rogue lined the cleavage-side of her breasts with whipped cream, as well as drew a line with it across the tops of her tits. Then, almost as if part of a ritual, she carefully plucked another cherry from the jar of many, and placed it perfectly on the cream and between her breasts.

Her tits were kept pressed together by an arm wrapped across them, obscuring her nipples (sadly). Rogue looked at the camera with a smirk, then refocused her attention on the treat she would soon devour. Slowly the cream lost its integrity and the cherry's weight began to pull it down in the white depths. While the cherry sank, Rogue played with her nipples, licking the cream off her finger tips whenever she got a bit peckish. When the red ball had vanished between her tits completely, she giggled and began to press her breasts together with more force than before. Rubbing them up and down against each other, she wanted to completely cover the cherry with as much cream that had sat on her breasts, as possible.

Moaning more now, Rogue was definitely getting noticeably worked up. She even began to grind her ass into the counter top again, assuredly crushing the first cherry, if she somehow hadn't already. With a satisfied smirk, she released her tits and let them fall away from each other. Between them was a white smear and a single red spot stuck to her right breast. It began to slip down away her breasts, but before it could get far, she snatched up the fruit by the stem and lifted it back up, stopping in front of her moaning mouth.

This cherry had done her a great pleasure, and would soon, as you knew from prior viewings, be treated to a special reward. Rather than suck the cream off immediately, Rogue took her time. She sensually licked the cream off the smooth red exterior. She pressed the bottom of the cherry against her puckered lips and gently sucked off the cream there. Soon, she pressed the cherry completely between her lips, where it disappeared between them, leaving on its stem to reach out to the open air.

While you couldn't see inside her mouth, Rogue was again sure to exaggerate her noises so there was no doubt what was going on inside. Lots of sucking, licking, and general cleaning off of the cherry of the cream it was covered in and the cherry juice it had bathed in, in the jar. Occasionally Rogue would open her lips to show the cherry dancing along her undulating tongue, being tossed against her cheeks, and teased along the edges of her sharp teeth.

Finally the scene the preview picture had come from began. The cherry was expertly pushed so it was half way on one side of her teeth and the other on the other side, the treat kept still by her white incisors. The camera pulled back to get a full shot of the sexy Rogue, sitting on the counter top, legs apart, one hand dipped teasingly into the waistband of her panties (a sign of things to come), her breasts held aloft by her left arm, cream still lovingly spread across her tits, and a single cherry directly in the middle of her mouth, kept still by her teeth and framed by her smiling blue lips.

The camera pulled back in to see the cherry's final moments. The lips began to slowly overtake the dessert topping, and again all that was left to be seen was the stem. Though careful audio editing, you could hear the pop that sounded when Rogue's teeth bit down - but not on the cherry itself. Rather, she severed the stem from the fruit and let it fall from her lips. Now the cherry was all alone in her mouth. Rather than continue to chew, Rogue gave a devilish smirk and craned her head back. With necessary exaggeration, she did her best to swallow the tiny treat whole, holding a hand to her neck as if to help work it down.

The final gulp sounded, Rogue slowly faced forward, again, and opened her mouth wide to show that the cherry was completely gone - the only evidence of it having existed was the way it stained her tongue red and the single stem stuck to her left, cream-covered, breast.

Rogue was definitely worked up now, and her had gained a new kind of hunger. Not one to waste food, she would find new uses for the cherries that remained. Grabbing another, she began to diligently work it over the skin that still had whipped cream on it. When it was fully covered, she would suck it clean, and made sure to moan as she did. All the cream gone, one would assume Rogue would then finish off the cherry as she had the others. Instead, she began to lower it down.

The cherry traveled down the middle line on her stomach, naturally formed by her attention to physical fitness. With her other hand, she pulled back the hem of her panties and then dropped the cherry in. She cooed at the wet and cool feeling of the cherry touching her most private area (although, for a porn star, can the genitals really be called "privates" anymore?). She let out a long, drawn out, Southern-accent-tinted, moan when she began to rub the cherry against her nethers, hand outside her panties and cherry within. Sure she was operating blind, but who knew herself better than herself, and of herself who knew her better than the right hand that was now rubbing down below, albeit with two barriers between her finger tips and clit.

Before her left hand reached back to brace against the counter top, when Rogue herself leaned back as pleasure washed over her, it massaged her breasts and pinched her nipples, freeing itself from its envious duty only to reach up and drum fingertips against her plump, bitten, lips.

The cherry itself was clearly present within her panties, pressing up against the fabric and away from her skin, forming an unmistakable bulge. As time went on, however, as she rubbed the cherry more and more, the bulge dipped and disappeared. At first you had assumed she had squashed it against herself, having applied too much pressure to the poor thing. How delightfully wrong you were.

This precocious punk began to slide back onto the island, lifting her legs up from dangling over the edge to push her curvy body along the top, so she may lay, stretched out, across the entire island - her discarded shirt acting as a place for her to rest her head. Fully lain out, Rogue brought her knees together, feet, planted on the counter top, though they did slip a few times due to her wearing socks, and started to lift her hips. Purple-painted finger nails disappeared into her green panties, and then the rest of the fingers followed behind the nails. The intimate garment was slowly pushed up and away, clinging dearly to her hot and sticky skin, so much it wanted to stay snuggly wrapped around her, but she easily overpowered it and pushed forward and skyward.

Panties were tossed aside carelessly, no mind paid to where they landed. That bit of clothing gone, Rogue settled her legs back down and forced her knees to part ways with each other. There, nestled beneath her tuft of brown and white pubic hair, half revealed and half hidden between her lips, was the cherry, fully intact. Rogue had managed to gently and precisely push the cherry into herself, without damaging the cherry itself. A challenging feat indeed, and would no doubt leave her with much cleaning to do afterward, but as you noted before - porn was no place for such terrible things such as logic and reason.

Eliciting a much louder moan than she had during this video, before, Rogue was rotating her thumb against her clit while her fingers finished their work of pushing the cherry into herself. Again her lips would envelop a cherry, though this time couldn't be more different than the first. You watched intently, as if it were the first time seeing the scene, as her cheeks clenched tight when the cherry fully disappeared inside of her.

The camera panned slowly across her body, capturing all the pushing and pulling of her legs, the rotating of her hips and grinding of her ass, the undulations of her stomach, and the jiggling of her breasts as her body's motions picked up in speed and frequency. Two buds on her body were expertly played with - on atop her breast and the other atop her pussy.

Time passed all too quickly as her breathing quickened in turn. Gone was the pretense of acting for the camera, and now she was fully engrossed in her own pleasure. Back to the pleasure she showed in the very first video you saw her in, the one that started it all. She was all alone, completely unaware of all the eyes leering at her from across the globe. You like to think that, for a moment, she remembered all those watchful, perverted eyes, and that pleasurable thought is what it took for her to reach her climax.

Rogue had grown more vocal as she pleasured herself, but at the apex she was dead silent. Mouth agape, back arched, eyes wide open and looking up in shock at the joy she had just experienced. When she released the breast she had massaged and pinched so forcefully, it was reddened in all the spots she had. Her body gently relaxed back down onto the counter top, her legs pressed forward and her knees lowered. You could even see her toes uncurling from within her socks.

Back in reality, Rogue afforded herself a laugh and a giggle, smiling at the camera. The camera followed her hand as it trekked down between her breasts, across the flatlands of her stomach, and between her toned thighs. After some searching, it emerged back up across her body, cherry in tow. It was clearly crushed, and by a miracle had kept the stem with it. It disappeared again when it traveled between her tits, the camera seated now at level with Rogue, so her breasts looked to rise high and mighty above her chest.