Jessica’s Birthday Cake

By Mad Hatter

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My seven-year-old son, Tommy, had a crush on the little girl next door. Cute, right? Oh, he'd never admit it, but I could definitely tell by the way he behaved whenever she was around. Her name was Jessica, and she was the definition of adorable. If he DIDN'T have a liking towards her, I'd be worried that my son was harboring some homosexual tendencies!

Anyway, when I asked if he wanted to help me make a cake for her birthday, he leaped at the opportunity!

Being a single mother, sometimes I become a little too... well, to put it bluntly, horny. I manage to attract plenty of guys, but they always turn out to be such morons. So to help fill that void in my life, I used any excuse I could to get my little guy naked.

"Making a cake is messy, baby." I explained while tying on my apron. "I don't want to have to wash your clothes after this. It would be so much easier if you just stripped." Now, my son is somewhat submissive, so he nodded and removed his shirt and pants. But of course the underwear stayed on. "Those too!" I ordered.

"Really?" He questioned, staring up at me with those puppy dog eyes. That wasn't going to work.

"Yes, or we can forget about baking the cake."

He relented and slid his knickers down to the floor. So cute! "Don't worry, nobody will see you but me," I assured.

My naked helper handed me the ingredients as I placed them into the bowl. Then I turned on the electric mixer and started stirring. Of course soon I let him have a turn, but while he was mixing a few parts of the batter managed to splash out and land on his body. Aw! After about thirty seconds, I took the bowl from him, finished mixing it properly, and then poured the batter into the pan.

"Open the oven for me, cutie." I directed. Watching his ass stick out when he pulled down the door was orgasmic. Fortunately I caught myself staring, and quickly placed the pan in the oven. He shut the door and I set the timer.

"Now what do we do?" Tommy asked.

I stared at the cake mix splattered over his body. There wasn't much, but it was noticeable. "I think we should get you cleaned up, you messy thing!" I lifted him up underneath the arms, and sat down him on the kitchen counter. "Now lay down and I'll clean you off." I instructed.

He did as he was told as I grabbed a rag. Before I finished wiping away a larger splotch on his upper chest, I paused and wondered out loud. "Hmm... no sense in letting that delicious mix go to waste." I threw the rag into the sink and then lowered my head to his chest. He giggled and kicked his legs up as I slid my tongue along the batter. "Hold still, cutie!" I told him.

"It tickles when you do that!"

"I know it does, but this is the best way to get you spotless," I replied. And so off to work I went, licking the different parts of his body to remove the cake mixture. "Ooh, there's some on your lips!" I lied, licking his mouth. "And some on your nipple!" I lied again, sucking his nipple like a baby would to a breast. He continued to laugh. "Oh, and what's this? There's even some on your..." And before I could say the word, I engulfed his tiny, limp penis into my mouth. The giggling stopped, and I could feel his cock beginning to erect. I continued to suck, making "mmm" sounds like I was enjoying the cake batter (when obviously I was enjoying something else). After about thirty seconds, he was hard as a rock. I raised my head and stared down at his newly erect penis.

"It goes like that sometimes..." He admitted, almost sounding like he was ashamed. The boy was at least embarrassed, and definitely confused.

"That's okay." I giggled. "I think I missed a spot though." I bent down again, stuck out my tongue, and slowly licked from the base of his cock to the tip. I was in heaven! Tommy, on the other hand... I don't know what was going through his mind. He was just lying there, staring blankly up at the ceiling, no longer giggling. As much as I wanted to continue sucking his cock and playing with his nude body in general, I figured I had better call it quits. I moved my head to his and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He smiled, and I felt a bit relieved. I hadn't completely traumatized him!

Tommy played his video games while we were waiting for the cake to bake. I, on the other hand, excused myself to Tommy's bedroom. With the door locked, I removed my knickers and laid down on his bed. Usually I waited until the house was empty to pleasure myself, especially when I was doing it in Tommy's room, but after what had just happened... well, pardon my language, but I was horny as fuck!

Soon I could hear the timer beeping. The cake was ready! Tommy and I made our way into the kitchen and I thew on my oven mitts.

As I pulled the cake out of the oven, I decided it would be the perfect opportunity to have a little fun and inflict some pain towards my naked helper. Instead of directly lifting the pan up onto the bench, I quickly tapped it right into Tommy's penis. He screamed, but because he was standing in the corner, wasn't able to jump away. This allowed me to hold the pan against his cock for at least a second, maximizing the burn while still making it look like an accident.

"You burned it!" He cried, grabbing onto his penis with his hands, trying to numb the pain. "It hurts!" Tears were beginning to stream down his cheeks.

"Aww, poor baby." I removed my oven mitts and pulled him in close, one hand on his back and the other grabbing his cute, little behind. "You'll just have to be more careful in the kitchen from now on, won't you?" I rubbed my hand over his little buns in a circular motion and then gave it a few love pats as he continued to cry. He was adorable. "Let Mommy have a look." I knelt down in front of him and gently pulled his hands away. Holding his penis in my fingers, I inspected the damage. There was a slight burn right near the head.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. "Okay, cutie. I'm going to go see who that is, but first I'll grab some frozen vegetables out of the freezer. You keep the packet pressed up against your little burn there." I told him, while walking over to the fridge.

"Don't let them come in here!" He said, panicked.

"Aww, I won't." I gave him a reassuring smile, and handed him the packet.

I left the kitchen and opened the front door. It was the birthday girl herself, six-year-old Jessica! I had secretly invited her over earlier to pick up her birthday cake. She looked gorgeous wearing a little sunflower dress with a bow in her hair.

"Come inside, Jessica. We still have to put the icing on, but you can wait around until then." I told her, taking her by the hand and leading her into the kitchen.

And there stood an inconspicuous nude boy, his back turned and tending to his injured genitalia.

"Tommy!" Jessica yelled, giggling. "I've never seen this side of you before!"

The boy froze, slowly turned around, and immediately started going red from embarrassment. Jessica and I were in hysterics as he used the packet to cover his genitals and made a dash out of the room and down the hall.

"Happy birthday, Jessica." I laughed. "I hope you enjoyed your present!"

And judging from the enormous grin on her face, I could tell that she did!

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