Candy Dish
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2025 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: There's more to the Christmas candy dish than meets the eye. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Illustrated .
“Tess. You’re home a little early. How was the Christmas party?”
“Okay, I guess.”
“You don’t sound too sure. Did something happen?”
“No, Todd, not really. Maybe a little something.”
“Oh?”
“There was this candy dish.”
“And?”
“Yeah, it was like a snowman. Just the head of the snowman. Sitting on a little table in the hall just outside the upstairs bathroom. See, I had to go, and the downstairs one was occupied.”
“A snowman, huh?”
“Yeah, just the head. And his mouth was wide open and the candy was sitting inside his mouth.”
“Did you try any of it?”
“Not exactly.”
“What does that mean?”
“I didn’t try any of the candy per se. But the thing was, the snowman’s nose, it was a penis.”
“Really? Like those carrots people used to stick on snowmen, not just for the nose but for their...”
“Yeah, but it wasn’t a carrot. It was pretty realistic looking.”
“Was it ... erect?”
“It was. And I couldn’t help it. I had to touch it. Just to see.”
“And how did it feel?”
“It felt real. Like a real penis. Hard but softish at the same time. It felt nice.”
“Uh huh.”
“So naturally I touched it a little more. Sort of stroked it. And some fluid seeped up from the slit. Just a little. But naturally I had to taste it.”
“Naturally.”
“Uh huh. And it tasted ... good. Better than real cum. I mean not better than your cum, but better than most cum. Sweet but not too sweet. Spicy but not too spicy. Maybe a little like really good eggnog. Spiked eggnog. With nutmeg.”
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