Food and Sex - The Perfect Combination?

I was feeling excited about the trip and also quite horny as I hadn't actually seen Kyle for two days, well not in real life but he had sent me a couple of pics of his dick while we were both chatting and masturbating the previous evening. That was fine but I think he gets more out of it than me as I have seen and played with his dick so often that its easy for me to close my eyes and re-live it being in my hand, mouth or vag when I bring myself off. Kyle's parents went away on holiday the day before us so we had his house to ourselves, I had finished work at lunchtime and my mother dropped me there around 4pm. She gets on well with Kyle and came in for a few minutes, he opened a bottle of French red wine and offered her a glass but she declined and said she was driving and after giving both of us a hug she left and we were alone. Pretty much straightaway Kyle came up to me, we kissed and hugged again but this time our hands were all over each other and as we undid buttons and zips he whispered that out holiday had now started. It felt just a little bit strange being naked downstairs, although we knew his parents were away his elder brother had a key and sometimes came home unexpectedly and there was also the slight chance that somebody may come to the door and look in. Normally such risks of being caught or seen add to the thrill of sex for me but not in Kyle's or my home....... I think it was the possibility that Kyle's brother might come back and see me stark naked that caused me to pick up my panties and put them on again (and yes I know that was highly unlikely but its how I felt). Kyle had no such concerns, he was already slowly stroking his hard dick, he scooped up our clothes then took my hand and we went upstairs to his room. I was already aroused, the sex was intense and gratifying, his tongue did what my own fingers had done for the last few days then his dick briefly took over before he pulled out so I could watch his cum spurt onto my tummy. The intention had been for us to have tea downstairs but once I had wiped his cum off me and had another mouthful of wine I couldn't really be bothered to get dressed and Kyle said we should just have a picnic in his room which sounded good to me. He had planned what he said was a typical French meal of croque monsieur and then bread and smelly cheese which he knows I love. There is no elegant way to sit on the ground and eat, let alone on a squashy mattress, I really didn't want to spill the wine so we both placed our glasses on his bedside table and then sat cross-legged with the food on two trays in between us. Kyle said it was exactly like any other picnic except we were both naked and indoors so we didn't have to worry about flies which made me laugh. Of course we were looking forward to being with Marc and El in Paris but for the next few hours it would just be the two of us and we hadn't spent quality time together for probably a couple of weeks. I was feeling quite romantic and still enjoying the inner glow from my orgasm a few minutes earlier, Kyle was sat pretty much directly opposite me and we ate the croque monsieurs as  sandwiches rather than with a knife and fork, we were happy and chatting about Paris......the world was good. When we had both finished he reached across to get my wine glass then handed it to me, there wasn't much left so he went downstairs and brought the bottle back up. As he stood at the side of the bed topping up my glass his dick was right by me, neither fully hard nor fully soft, it just seemed the natural thing to do to give it a gentle kiss. Kyle smiled and casually asked if I was horny again and wanted to suck him off, I said not just yet and he said okay and that he would get the bread and cheese. We were both laughing and knew we would have more sex that evening but there was no hurry.....we were officially on holiday. Although I didn't let on to Kyle I was actually feeling a bit horny and if he had really wanted a bj then I would have happily given him one. The past two weeks had been very busy with both of us working odd hours and mainly socialising by text.  We had managed to fuck a couple of times in his mother's car (she wasn't in it at the time) and also masturbate each other when he had met me after I finished work at 10pm but we never had the opportunity for more adventurous fun. When he came back into the room with the food his dick was fully soft but I still felt a little bit guilty, he had done most of the organising for this break and I wanted to let him know how much I appreciated it. He had got the cheese from a supermarket a few days earlier and let it ripen but had bought proper French bread that morning getting two fiscelles which are like thinner  baguettes. We cut the cheese into pieces and balanced it on the bread instead of making proper sandwiches and between mouthfuls and chatting we also managed to finish that first bottle of wine. Kyle had another bottle downstairs and when he got off the bed to get it he leant across and kissed me and also cupped my boobs, I made a playful grab for his dick but he quickly moved away laughing and saying I would have to wait.......I like it when we tease each other. I licked my fingertips and teased my nipples so they were fully hard and when he came back with the wine I made sure that I was sitting cross-legged on the bed in such a way that he had a direct view of my vag but I just acted like normal as I wanted to see his reaction. I knew he was also playing the game as he looked but made no reference to it when he sat back opposite me, however I could see that his dick was getting hard. We hadn't yet started one of the fiscelles and I picked it up like a sword and playfully jabbed at him, particularly at his dick which was now fully hard. He was laughing and saying to stop as we had to eat the bread, I made some comment that if the bread now tasted like his dick that would be fine by me which made him laugh even more. He suddenly pulled the bread out of my hand which actually broke off the small piece at the end I was holding, he then held it there and said it was his turn to make what he called  "artisan bread". For a couple of seconds I thought he was going to jerk off and cum on it, that would have been hot to watch and even help with, but I was wrong. He reached across the bed and very gently pushed the end of the bread against my vag, I hadn't expected that but it made me laugh and felt both odd and rude, one of the things I loved about Kyle was his unpredictability and this was a classic example. Other than sometimes playing together with a vibrator it was practically  always the usual body bits that entered me (the only exception I can think of was a chunky kit-kat chocolate biscuit when we were at his house once watching a film.....). If I had pushed the fiscelle away I am pretty sure that Kyle would have just laughed but a part of me wondered what the crusty texture of the bread would feel like against my clit so I leaned  back and opened my legs a bit more. I am pretty sure that Kyle was not expecting this but he just smiled and shuffled nearer to me and casually stroked his dick a couple of times. The bread was a bit thicker than his dick and just in case it felt rough I quickly loosened my vag up a bit with two fingers which Kyle watched intently then he gently guided it onto my clit and then down a bit and just a little way into me. We were both laughing, I asked Kyle if he was still going to eat it and he said of course....which I already knew. Although this was more about fun than sex I was getting horny but I didn't want him to masturbate me with the bread or push it in any more than it already was...just over an inch I guess....in case it broke off (...imagine having to go to hospital to get it removed.......).  I shuffled back just enough for it to pop out of my vag and before Kyle could say anything I had two of my own fingers deep inside. I know he loves to see me do this and when I whispered that I also wanted to watch him he moved just a little bit further away so we could easily balance and sit opposite each other with our legs open.   Sometimes when we watched each other masturbate it was long and playful but this time it was intense and deliberate, a sprint not a marathon, as I saw his hand quicken on his dick I knew that I was also nearly there. Although my eyes were fully focused on Kyle's dick my mind wasn't....I wondered if El and Marc were having sex right now.....if she ever imagined  Kyle and me fucking......did they now regret the fun we had all enjoyed together........ A loud deep sigh from Kyle brought me back to reality, he quickly knelt forward so his cum spurted out onto my body, this was the final piece of the emotional jigsaw puzzle that I needed. I clenched my muscles round the two fingers inside me as though it was his dick then relaxed as the orgasm dwarfed all my other senses. We lay side by side doing nothing other than holding hands, after a couple of minutes Kyle sat up and wiped his cum off me then we kissed before he reached for our wine....and yes we both ate the bread and cheese. Our holiday had got off to a good start, later that evening we made love as we tried to get a good night's sleep, and the next morning we set of for Paris........I will tell you about that next time.