Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

As a BDSM Sex Educator and Author, I don't just talk about it. I do it! And then I write about it.

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January 8th, 2007 · 2 Comments

Three weeks before New Year’s I got a craving for Entenmann’s Chocolate Frosted Donuts. Every time I went into the grocery store, there they were. I wanted one, but they come eight in a box. Any time I bought a box of eight, it was a disaster because I would eat eight donuts. I wanted one, but I resisted.

My Daddy came to town and, I swear, without prompting, she was drawn to the box of Entenmann’s Chocolate Frosted Donuts. “We don’t really need those, Daddy.” I saw her wavering, wanting. And I did not want to say no to my Daddy. And I really wanted one, too. “Well, if you really want them, we can buy them, but we really don’t need them.” Part of me wanted her to not resist and to get them. And part of me wanted her to definitely not get them. Daddy left town without experiencing any Entenmann’s. But I can say she had amazing food while she was here.

So, I woke up New Year’s morning, kicked one person out of bed and had sex with the other. Afterwards, I stumbled into the living room, still naked. There were two girls on the air mattress, the girls only air mattress. I slithered like an eel in between them and cuddled.

And then I saw it. Right there next to the bed. I could not believe my eyes. A box of Entenmann’s chocolate covered donuts. It was like manna from heaven. Nobody knew about my recent little obsession with them. Where did they come from? I dunno. But the next thing I knew there was one in my hand.

I held it and looked up at it. And then I sunk my teeth into it. My eyes closed as I concentrated on it. The chocolate broke under my teeth. The donut was fresh and perfect. I ate it slowly and savored every bite. Did you know when you get to the hole it’s more intense? This donut made me very happy.

And, now, I can’t believe I wrote an entire post about a donut. I am crazy.

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2 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Anonymous // Jan 8, 2007 at 10:59 am

    I’ve got a post brewing about home-made caramel sauce.

    There’s absolutely nothing wrong with food porn.


  • 2 Anonymous // Jan 10, 2007 at 5:17 am

    That was the most intensely erotic post I have ever read. Not because I, too, love these donuts but because the sentence structure and sequence of events as described made me want – no, covet – one. To treasure watching you. You sound like an amazing woman. PirateRo.

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