A kinky man with a spoon

“Hmmm” moaned the fork as she orgasmed
In that human mouth.

With reflections filled with lust
The spoon stared at that human,

“Why pleasure the enemy
While you have a spoon
With smooth edges and curves
That will carry your saliva like no one before”.

Devastated and turned on,
That selfish human left the fork.

Soup was next
Excitement filled every atom of the spoon
She had a purpose, she was about to be used
It’s a dream that will come true,

As the cold human hand touched the spoon
She started to shiver only to get warmer.

After being filled with soup
She approached the human mouth,
Anticipating the kiss.

Eyes closed
She was rolled

Hot and turned on
The spoon had “control on”.
Her edging techniques were impressive
that the effect was depressive.

The human pleasured enough,
Took his pants off.

he rubbed it against his dick
His wife didn’t know the trick.

He was lost, empty
He had no idea what to do.
Stuck on the spoon
His wife waited till noon.

The man was confused
And the spoon was consumed.

But that wasn’t all
The wife jealous of the spoon
Had to take actions soon.

The masochistic wife
Couldn’t help but daydream,
About getting spanked by her husband,
That Was her lifelong wet dream.

Her dream was about to come true,
“what a man, he will make any girl wet”
That was the only thought
that raced the spoon mind.

in the end everyone was wet,
everyone was happy,
they were feasted by their deepest desires,
except for the fork,
that was left with no hope.