Sex with food

You scoot closer and ask her to pick you something. She sucks in her lips. Her fingers, nimble and slender, brush aside some of the regular stuff. She puts away the trail mix and sets it aside. She plucks out an elegant-looking red box with a bow and opens it. Round circles that are brown and smooth greets your view once the top is pulled. “You’ll like these.”

Carefully, she takes on from the box and gently brings it to your mouth. She adjusts herself on the bed to get closer to you. She stares directly into your eyes as you spread your lips to partake of the first of her candies. The candy goes into your mouth and starts to melt on your tongue, letting flavor explode in your mouth.

As you chew, you can feel her hand is placed on your upper thigh. You look at her again and notice she’s leaned in much closer. “Do you like it? Is it too sweet?”

You glance down at the box of chocolates and then at her. You felt somewhat seduced by her words with the influence of the sweets in your mouth. Then, without waiting for you to answer her question, Miranda brings another piece to you. As the sweet circle passes your lips, she leans in and starts kissing your neck while applying gentle licks and sucks between short pauses.

Miranda’s warmth envelopes you. You reach out and touch her, giving her tit a proper squeeze. Her lips curl into a smile just as a soft hiss of air leaves her lungs. You grab her and have her straddle you - within just a few seconds, she has her arms wrapped loosely around you as your first proper kiss begins.

Your tongues start lashing at each other, and your hands begin to rub her sides, untucking her shirt. You swallow; she feels incredibly soft - not to mention warm and clean. Something that was kind of rare since your arrival this far north.

The kiss you were conducting was clean and passionate at first, but it quickly turned sloppy and lewd. She pressed herself against you and lathered her pink tongue all over your teeth and cheeks - she moved again too, knocking the box off the bed. She didn’t care about that anymore. A desire started to burn bright in the pits of your stomach. You both wanted much more from this session.

A tangle of wet tongue ensures - her breath is as sugary and sweet as yours. It mingles perfectly in the moment of increasing tension…

When she pulls away, there’s a string of spit that bridges between your bottom lips. Her cheeks are pink, flushed, burning with incredible lust.

“I...think I want to…” Miranda’s uncharacteristically stumbles through her words, and they lack the confidence that usually backed each sentence. “I’m glad you took me out today.”

You can feel her legs squeeze more firmly around you, securing her straddle. She looks at you and bites her damp bottom lip. Looking at her, you lick your lips. There’s a hint of sugar, a touch of walnut and cherry. You can feel Miranda slowly grinding herself on your lap. Had she constantly been grinding like this? You were so lost by the kiss you were numb to everything outside of her, your mouth’s movements and tangled brawl.

Throb, throb, throb

One thing was for sure. Miranda was well aware of the erection that was twitching between the fabric of your combined pants. She renewed her kiss, where your make-out session didn’t just pick up where it left off but was much more intimate and forceful. You lose control of your hands; they slide up her waist again and grab both of her breasts, squeezing and kneading them as you continue.

She pulls away to catch her breath, mumbling for you to wait, but you lean forward and lock your lips, lashing her tongue with yours. She pulls back and pushes you away, now panting heavily. She looks at you sheepishly and watches your face twist in pleasure as she focuses a little more on her grinding.

You are about to say something when she loses her balance and falls to the floor. Her purple eyes contrast against her pale and pink cheeks. She looks up at you in surprise and laughs a little. “Don’t...laugh! It’s going to kill the moment!”

“Don’t worry. I won’t.” You promise. Your face feels hot. You’re far too horny to let anything kill the mood, but you don’t want Miranda to stop. You lean back into the sheets and exhale, staring at the throbbing lump in your pants.

Miranda gets on her hands and knees to crawl between your legs. She plays with the lump, stroking the long, thick shape through your pants as she looks up at you with wild eyes. “Since you seem to be enjoying everything so far, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I continue to guide this party, do you? There’s always been something I’d love to try…”

You swallow. The tone of voice behind her words was another part of her you hadn’t seen/heard before. Your sexual curiosity made your words for you. Before you could even guess where she was going with this, you were agreeing.

Her smile widens as her fingers find the buckle and button of your pants. She eyes the bulge carefully as she undoes your pants. You can feel the rate of your heart quicken. She had you around her finger, and you couldn’t care less about it! It takes her forever, but you are seen half-naked and in the palm of her hand. She carefully strokes your shaft with her fingertips, planting soft yet enticing kisses all along your penis as it twitches.

Just before you can get used to the sensation, she darts her tongue out and starts to lick your cock like it was a popsicle. You gasp - your cock grows another inch, your nerves scream in pleasure. Miranda looks up at you as she slides her tongue around your base.

You part your legs further apart and start to moan. You can feel the tip of her tongue trace every inch and every vein of your rock-solid cock. It feels like you are about to burst with ecstasy. You think that maybe the chocolate was laced with something or that Miranda somehow **** you, but honestly, this is just talent and lust going hand-and-hand. You close your fingers into the sheets and close your hands, feeling just her effort hit every note of pleasure in your body.

Miranda is focused on the task she’s given herself. She sucks on the tip every couple of seconds to lap up your precum, but not for a single second was your unit left un-stimulated to either her touch or tongue. You were enjoying this far too much to hold back any longer. You started to feel dizzy - you were about to your limit and had your climax when she ceased and settled her actions. Everything comes to an abrupt stop. You had to fight the curse wanting to spill from your throat.

“I have never seen a man twitch so much! I don’t even need to ask if you’re enjoying this.” Her dazzling purple eyes glide over to you. She picks up something from the floor and shakes it gently in front of you. It gleams for a moment, but you quickly see it’s a bottle of chocolate...Liquid chocolate. Miranda becomes slightly sheepish, and she offers her fetish to you. “Perhaps we could introduce something else to this?”

“Well,” you gasp. “That’s an awfully sweet offer…”

“...”

“...”

“That was horrible.” she sighs, snapping the cap open. She looks at you, her lips curled in a risqué smile. Thankfully, your shitty pun didn’t deter her from advancing on you.

Luckily, it seems both your sex drives are well over the speed limit. There’s no stopping until you are both satisfied with the outcome. Her actions drive hers forward, and it keeps you still and wanting…

Miranda moistens her lips. “I want to try a lot of different things tonight. So don’t be shooting your load too soon~.”

Her eyes fix to the tip of the bottle as it drizzles out. Brown goops of melted chocolate start to cover your cock. “You’re gonna taste so fucking delicious…”

The sensation of the cool liquids coating your privates is less pleasurable than her spit and tongue, but watches do what she wants keeps your mouth shut. You let out a broken sigh as you feel the cool liquids start to slide down your shaft. Before it can touch your testicles, she licks your entire length - suddenly, she’s moaning too. She stares at you and winks. She places the bottle aside. She wraps her lips around the head of your cock - sucking on it tenderly, taking the chocolate and your precum all at once into her mouth.

You run your head through your own scalp and gasp. She starts to bob up and down on your unit, milking you with her sticky, brown lube. She does this until you are on edge again. She can feel your cock’s pulses and throbs increase at every pass. Finally, she pulls away and swallows. She wipes the corners of her lips with one index finger as she continues to tease you with another.

“Let’s see…” she says, looking on the floor. “What else can we try…?”

Miranda plucks something from the floor. It’s a jar of white frosting. She smiles as she rubs the texts over the paper. “I’m not sure if I’ll see the cream you are about to give me. But I don’t see why I can’t try it out…?”

She opens the small container. You can hear the lid snap a few times before it’s finally removed. She takes her slender index finger and scoops some of it out, and sucks on it. She closes her eyes and moans. “That’s super sweet~ I could use something a little saltier to go with it, though.”

Her purple gaze lands on your throbbing cock. Still using her index finger, she scoops out a generous portion of frosting and begins to lather you in a layer of thick, white sugar. You twitch all the way through her application, making her grin widen into a satisfied smile. She often gives a few licks here and there to make sure you don’t go soft during the process. Not like that was possible…

In less than a minute, your shaft is covered and coated by frosting. Miranda looks at her work and lets out a longing sigh. She says nothing; she just looks up at you as she grabs your shaft with one hand and lowers her mouth to the top of your dick - already licking off the frosting.

Miranda moans more. The taste of your dick covered in ignites her fantasies. It pleasures you too. Your fingers curl into the sheets of the bed as you fight the urge to moan. You feel her throat close around you the deeper you go, her tongue still swiping left-to-right. You can feel the head of your penis being teased by her gullet while her lips scrap the applied cream off from your shaft.

She bobs her head, sucking on you to remove every layer of frost she put on you. The frosting melts and pools on your testicles as they are caressed by her other hand, but it doesn’t stop her from the slow, sensual movements of her head movements. The slimy sensation of her saliva is mixed with the sugar is queer at first, but it quickly becomes a fetish of your own as you watch her lips coil and wrap, milking you from the base to the glands. Her gentle movements caress you softly, but it also quickly forces an orgasm.

She pulls away from your cock. She starts pumping your shaft at a generous rate while also squeezing your balls, massaging them, putting them into her mouth to be sucked and cleaned. She does this until you close your eyes and lean back, focusing solely on the stimulation she’s giving to you. After lashing your nuts with her tender tongue, she continues her smooth n’ sweet deepthroat. Her moans intensify, as does yours. She knows you are getting off on this, but so is she. Turned on by her own genius, she also watches her lover begin writhing in pleasure.

You fall back into the bed; it doesn’t bother her a bit. Instead, she climbs on and sucks you off harder. She’s no longer gentle or smooth but naughty and quick—vanilla frosting. Chocolate syrup. The only thing missing is the salty substitute you promised to provide - and she was getting more and more eager to get it out over your fuck-meat.

"Gahh~ gaah~ ggaahh~!!"

Miranda’s mouth as you fully enveloped, she deepthroats you until your hips subconsciously thrust into her. Fucking her mouth as she struggles to fight her gag reflexes. The sound, stimulation, and sight of her watering eyes staring up at you are too much to take. You try holding back for another minute of this intense pleasure, but you are thrown into ecstasy. You let a moan leave your mouth as a steady stream of salty sperm is let go into her mouth. Despite your release, she doesn’t stop either her deepthroating or lashing. She continues to press her nose into your skin as she feels the contrasting flavors spill down into her stomach.

Salty jizz, melted frosting, sticky syrup. They mingle in her mouth as your eruption covers her desires. Then, slowly, she rides her lips all around you to the tip, still gingerly sucking to make sure your balls are fully unloaded.

Finally, your meat slides out of Miranda’s mouth. She rolls her pink tongue over her lips and then plants a strangely sweet kiss on both your balls and then your tip. She swallows and sticks her tongue out at you. She licks her fingers clean, staring at your cock as it becomes flaccid.

When your stares meet, she smiles and winks at you. “Oh, baby. You look all tuckered out. You didn’t have to do all that much.”

“Mm~! Well, that was a lot of cum you gave me. Perhaps you’ve earned some sleep? Doing all this stuff for me today really made me feel SPOILED!”

You sigh, letting your head fall back to the sheets. She continued…”You’re awfully lovely - it isn’t often I get to have such a satisfying dessert on a date~.”