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Oh noes.......... not a doughnut thread.
My favorite doughnut? A chocolate éclair taken from the mouth of my slave in the men’s room of the Dunkin’ Donuts at 7mi & Harper in Detroit. That was the best in doughnut I’d ever had. I’ve personally never been a big fan but, I had a very mischievous and frisky slave that enjoyed doughnuts very much. The story goes…
Although 7mi. road is on the fringe of the city, the inner city “rules of engagement” still applied and the shop is declared a neutral zone. You see, this is where the dope dealers stop for some coffee while refilling the dope houses in the middle of the night. It is where hookers come to get out of the rain in the summer or they stop in during the winter to warm up for a moment. It is where the drunks come to sober up on coffee after the bar so they can drive home. It is also one of the few places in town you can almost always find a policeman at. So the cops, dealers, hookers and drunks have a pact to keep the Donuts flowing and watering hole sacred. No one disrespects each other for any reason. The cops left everyone alone and vice versa.
I remember learning that Dunkin’ Donuts was a “no fly zone” when I saw a woman trying to tell a cop about someone breaking the law. The cop said, “lady, I am off duty. When I am in here I am just another civilian like you.” Pointing he said, “there is a payphone, call it in.” So that is the ambience of this Detroit donut haven, where the din is riddled with hookers calling their pimps from payphones, whispers of nefarious dealings drift from the tables, the chirping of pagers and the squawk of crime reports come from police radios.
I had been at a party with my slave and we were both feeling very frisky so we left early to go home and share some passionate moments. The 7mi Dunkin’ Donuts was the exit before my house and we stopped in for a quick snack. We were seated at the counter in the doughnut shop and she ordered something Called “chop suey”. It was like a fritter with fruit cake ingredients. I had ordered a chocolate éclair.
I turned my head to look at a something in the parking lot and when I looked back, half my doughnut was gone. She had a big mischievous grin and her cheeks were stuffed. I told her I was pissed and that I wanted my doughnut back. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her head back and forced her mouth open, kissing her and taking bits of the doughnut from her. It was a messy cream- filled, erotic kiss topped with chocolate and I liked it! I whispered chastisements in her ear about being a “thieving little doughnut whore” and when I cleaned out her mouth, I asked her if she wanted more. She said “oui mon papa (yes daddy)”.
The shop wasn’t very crowded so I grabbed my slave and the éclair dragging them both to the back hall. I paused in the hallway behind the phone to refill her mouth with the éclair commanding her to open up her “whore’s hole”. Then I filed her mouth with éclair and my tongue while filling her pussy with my fingers. It was so hot, so passionate, I became very “aggressive” slamming her hard against the tile wall as I forcefully penetrated both her mouth and pussy at the same time. The creamy kisses and the prolonged foreplay from the party had her at an orgasmic peak in moments. I could feel the spasms on my fingers as her sex dripped from my wrist.
I dragged her into the men’s room and bent her over the sink fucking her from behind. I thought it would be hot to use the creamy goo from the donut as lube so I jerked her head around, scraped some off her face and scooped it into her pussy… For those of you whom have never stuck you cock into a sludge filled doughnut or a pussy stuffed with thick doughnut cream, I warn you now, BAD IDEA! There is no “lube factor”, it is more like glue. I had her clean me with her messy mouth and that worked out much better. The thick pastry filling was not a deterrent with her slippery saliva. I left some creamy filling of my own deep in her throat.
I am still fond of chocolate éclairs to this day. If you are ever in the area late at night, stop in at the Dunkin’ Donuts at 7mi & Harper in Detroit. The ambience is raw and earthy.
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RE: What's your favorite kind of doughnut? - 
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RE: What's your favorite kind of doughnut? - 
When I used to eat them ( I don't anymore these days), my favorites were blueberry glazed and chocolate glazed. Of course, you had to get them fresh from the bakery at the supermarket (in this case, Kroger). 
Let's just say that there's no other doughnut for us! 
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