Bubbles & Bliss: A Night of Sensual Discovery

They had never met before. Only via the internet and phone had Molly and Tad conversed. This was to be their first real date, and he invited her to his place for a romantic dinner. When she arrived at Tad’s door, he greeted her with one long-stemmed, red rose and a kiss on her hand. He took her wrap and showed her around. “Make yourself comfortable,” he told her.

 

Molly settled at the bar beside the kitchen as Tad brought her an elegant wine glass containing her favorite beverage, Asti Spumante, with the star-shaped ice. Tad added a personal touch. He began to tell her of his plans for the evening as she sipped her drink.

 

All train of thought was lost when Molly cupped a piece of ice between her teeth. She removed the ice and very seductively ran it across her red lips then down her neck.

 

With a shake of his head, Tad continued, “As I was saying,” he paused briefly to clear his throat. “I would like if we could prepare this meal together, but first we need to wash our hands. He excused himself, telling her he would put clean towels in the bathroom.

 

From the bar stool Molly could see down the hall, and she heard sounds of a piano playing softly, then noticed candlelight flickering off the pictures hanging on the wall. He called her to come wash her hands so they could begin dinner. In the bathroom, Tad was waiting for her. The lights were dim, and the glow of candlelight danced about his face as he pulled her near. He kissed her gently as he caressed her ass through her skirt, pulling her closer.

 

She didn’t resist his intentions at all. He gasped for air as he slid his hand beneath her skirt and up her thigh to remove her panties as she said, “I left them at home,” and parted her lips for a deeper kiss.

 

He removed the straps of her top using only his teeth as her skirt fell to the floor. As she unhooked her bra, she heard the water begin to fill the tub. She helped him remove his terry robe, which he changed into when he went to prepare the bathroom for their erotic interlude. He helped her into the tub. Bubbles were flowing over the side as they both submerged.

 

Facing each other, Molly pulled Tad between her legs and cleansed his back. His muscular chest tapered to a thin waist, and the mere touch of her fingertips against his flesh had her craving more. Before he soaped her breasts, Tad turned himself to face her. His legs surrounded her, pulling him closer toward her. She leaned against the back of the tub, inviting him to view more of her contours.

 

He smiled broadly and leaned in to engulf first one breast, then the other, teasing each nipple as he pleasured her. Her fingers grasped his soft curls and pulled him harder against her.

 

She reached below the bubbles and found his cock. Much to her delight, it was firm and quite thick. She could hardly get the fingers of her right hand around it; her left was sneaking up to caress his sac. They fondled each other as they bathed.

 

“Mmmm, so soft, so beautiful,” he said as he stared deep into her hungry eyes. The passion was building rapidly, but he began to stand up and said, “This is only the beginning, Darlin’. We have the entire evening.”

 

He kissed her pouty lips one last time before drying off and then slipped back into his robe. He bent toward her. “There is a robe for you behind the door; come to the kitchen when you are ready.”

 

She couldn’t stand the torture he’d subjected her to, and when he donned his robe, she returned to the warmth of the water. He had her so hot she craved a release immediately. She watched as he left the room, then slid her hands over her firm stomach, stopping when her fingers slithered past her tuft of soft curls.

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She began a slow circular movement over her firm bud, and when she felt the heat rise, the movements quickened. She was careful at first not to splash too much of the water over the edge, but the intensity of her orgasm caused her to lose control. Her fingers pressed harder and moved quicker. With the other hand, she reached between her thighs and inserted three fingers, right off the bat. As she fucked herself, the water sloshed everywhere, covering the walls surrounding the side and back of the tub as well as soaking the floor.

 

Soon, her orgasm rocked through her, and her body jerked, her hips bucked, and her back arched. She continued those movements until her spasms subsided. Then and only then did she feel content enough to step from the water, dry herself, and grab her robe.

When she returned to the kitchen, Tad had already begun preparing the meal. She asked, “Is there anything you want me to do?”

 

He turned and smiled devilishly as he asked her to help with the salad. Everything was previously cut, so all she needed to do was toss in the greens. They nibbled at the hors d’oeuvres and each other until dinner was ready. Tad remembered Molly’s favorite candle scent as well as her favorite flower. As she brought the salad to the table, she noticed them. “Thank you for remembering. They are beautiful.”

Dinner was exquisite as they fed each other and chatted about events of their day. Together, they cleared the table, washed the dishes and tidied up before leaving the kitchen. Standing as close to her as he possibly could without touching her, he whispered, “Come with me.”

 

She clasped his hand with hers and followed him to the living room. The ambience was perfect; the fireplace lit the room with a soft glow, and music softly played in the background. Tad enveloped her waist with one arm and held her hand in the other as they danced cheek to cheek to the sounds of Marvin Gaye. She could feel his excitement, and he could feel her desire.

“I want you,” she softly said, bringing her full red lips to his and claiming his mouth in a heated kiss. Her tongue entwined with his in an erotic dance, all their own, before she broke the kiss. “I want to make love with you; I have wanted this for so long. Are you ready for dessert?”

 

“Yes,” was his reply in a deep, sexy voice that gave her shivers and melted her heart each time she’d heard it. He escorted her to the plush rug in front of the fireplace. As Tad began to lower himself to the floor, Molly excused herself for a moment.

 

She quickly returned with a glass of ice, a container of chocolate sauce, and the Reddi-wip she placed in the refrigerator when she’d arrived. She lowered herself to lie beside him and handed him the can of whipped cream. “I hope you enjoy your dessert!”

 

He began by applying the cream around her neck and then lapped it up, next moving to her breasts and doing the same thing. He trickled some cream down her stomach, and she could tell he was enjoying his treat as the most wonderful scent of sex wafted around her.

 

“Now it’s my turn,” she said seductively as she opened the chocolate. She drizzled it over his torso and down one thigh. She devoured him as she consumed the sauce, making certain to clean every inch.

 

They were aroused to new heights when she placed the ice between her teeth and traced the path where the chocolate had been. He jumped with the initial contact but soon relaxed, enjoying every moment of her pleasurable torture.

 

As before, with the sauce, when she neared his throbbing cock, he hoped she’d lose control and gobble him up. But Molly was in control, and it was killing him. The ice came so close to his erection that he could feel the heat of her breath upon it. He moaned, and she continued.

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When she was finished, she handed him the glass of ice as she licked her soft lips and then rolled to her back. He kneeled beside her, took a piece of ice, and sucked on it gently before teasing her, beginning at her luscious lips as she parted them slightly.

He continued on his way across her fully aroused nipples, circling each one with the ice before warming the erect buds with his tongue. He devoured his dessert as he pulled the ice across her belly and through the hair on her pelvis.

 

The ice was melting quickly as he guided it along her labia, first the outer, then the inner, before sliding it slightly into her pussy. He planned to tease her like she did him, but when he reached her sex, the only thing on his mind was to taste her. She moaned and writhed with delight as he inserted and then withdrew the ice before melting the remaining piece in his mouth.

 

The fire was crackling in the background as he held her close, kissing her lustfully. He kissed every inch of her soft skin before saying, “We should probably clean up.” Startled by his words, she began to pull away, yet she sensed he had other plans in store for her.

He led her into the bathroom again, candles still burning from earlier. He turned the shower on, and she knew she was going to enjoy this as he held her closely and tenderly. The water was very warm. It trickled over her contours as he applied the slippery gel to his palms. She never had foreplay last this long before, and part of her was hoping it would never end, but her desire for him gained control. He caressed her flesh as the water danced on their bodies. He motioned for her to turn so he could suds her back. As she turned, she pressed her cheeks against him, sliding toward the floor and then back again.

 

His cock was positioned perfectly between her cheeks, and he moaned with each pass. He reached between her thighs to help her up and began to rub her clit. She screamed out with desire when he touched her swollen nub and pressed her ass into his groin even harder, writhing her pelvis.

 

Her legs began to shake as he brought her to her first climax. He gradually lifted her right leg, and she placed her foot on the edge of the tub for balance, as well as allowing for ease of entrance for his throbbing penis. He inserted just the tip and rubbed it along her clit and into her tight pussy.

 

She bent her knee slightly to engulf him even deeper. The fog in the shower was getting thicker with the heat of the water and the heat of their lovemaking. His thrusts became more intent as he yelled out, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” with each push.

 

She turned her head slightly, moaning, “Harder, baby, fuck me harder, please don’t stop.” “Harder, you feel wonderful. I want you to explode inside me.” “Oh, yes, that’s how I like it, nice and hard, mmm.” He continued to pound into her while she alternately played with her breasts and clit. His rhythm was quickening, as were his breaths. “Oh baby, you are so tight, so soft, fuck me.” With one final thrust, his juice erupted deep inside her. She clenched his cock with her pussy as he entered oblivion!

 

Eventually he slowed his pace and pivoted her to face him. Their kiss, deep with passion and lust, tongues dancing with the beat of their hearts, lasted several minutes. Their hands wildly exploring each other before he broke the kiss.

 

He pulled her close again. “Oh damn, Darlin’! You just don’t know what you do to me.” He gave her one last kiss before exiting the shower.

 

She squeezed his ass and replied, “Tell me, tell me what I do to you. I am still learning, and I want to know more!”

 

He helped her from the shower, cradled her in his arms, and carried her to the bedroom for a midnight snack and perhaps more BUBBLES!!!.

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