BDSM Erotica
"Hot Chocolate" a sex story by Cynthia Rayne
Hot Chocolate by Alice Mary de Haven
"Women are like chocolate," Cole said, tracing the line of her bow-shaped mouth with the sumptuous square of chocolate. "You do like chocolate, don't you, Puss?" He called all of them Puss, although lately he favored Victoria above all of the others.
She nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Good girl." He popped the chocolate in her mouth. "Let it melt on your tongue."
She did, savoring the sweet melted pool in her mouth. She was blindfolded and every sensation was enhanced.
"Did you like it?" He asked, his voice a husky rasp in her ear. She suppressed a shiver. Cole was the best. He knew just what buttons to push.
She hesitated. "Yes, sir."
"But?"
"It isn't my favorite."
"Of course, a woman like you isn't satisfied by ordinary milk chocolate. No, you want something darker, more decadent. Dark chocolate reminds me of you."
Cole peeled away the gold wrapper from a silky dark chocolate mint and pocketed another. He stopped for a moment to admire his handiwork. "You make quite a picture, Puss."
She resembled some sacrifice ancient man had made to a heathen fertility god. Cole was all too eager to sample her charms. She lay on his bed, pale against the rich burgundy coverlet. Her slender white limbs were lashed to the bed posts. Victoria's hips were supported by down pillows, which left her petal-pink sex upthrust and exposed like some ripe, exotic fruit. Her breasts were large and rounded, the nipples distended red points.
Cole straddled Victoria on the bed, one leather clad thigh on either side of her hips. It was trite, but he felt the occasion deserved a little leather domination. Victoria squirmed; the sensation of warm leather against her sensitive skin was driving her wild. He traced the line of her willowy neck with the chocolate, leaving a silken sweet trail. He eagerly lapped at the melting chocolate, before placing the treat on the crest of one trembling breast. The chocolate began to melt against her heated skin, leaving in its wake a delicious russet ribbon. Cole quickly unwrapped another piece and adorned her left breast.
He idly played with her nipple. "You know, they say that consuming a large quantity of chocolate is like having very good sex." He licked the liquefied chocolate. "I must say I agree."
Victoria's hands clutched at the cool steel to which she was bound.
"Good girl." He hungrily lapped at her soft, feminine flesh. "I love it when you try to get away."
Victoria shivered and murmured as he turned his attention to the open lips of her pussy. Her sex was hot and fluid, the pink lips swollen and ready. He dipped his finger in her essence and eagerly tasted the sugary evidence of her lust. "As always, you are delicious, Puss, but I think I can improve the taste." Cole unwrapped another indulgent chocolate. He placed an exquisite dark chocolate truffle between her nether lips. She cried out, thrusting against his hand. "Patience, dear girl."
Cole gratefully unbuttoned his pants, his thick erection emerged, hungry and impatient for her. With a smirk, he removed a bottle of chocolate sauce from the silver tray at his bedside and liberally coated his erection with the cool substance. He hissed a little at the temperature difference before he descended on Victoria. He straddled her once more, aiming his cock at her open mouth.
Impatiently, Cole ripped away the bonds on her arms. "Which do you prefer, chocolate or sex?"
"Both, sir."
His eyes closed. "Good girl. Drink your fill, Puss. You are about to have both." Victoria had the most superb mouth. He had worked with her every day and she knew just the right amount of pressure and suction that he preferred. He looked down at his eager little Puss, and was charmed by the chocolate smudge around her mouth as she diligently worked on his thick shaft. It wasn't long before he came in a satisfying surge of need.
When he was himself once more, she still lay beneath him. She was warm to the touch, her pleasure nearly bordering on pain. "Did you like your treat, Puss?"
Victoria grinned. "Especially the creamy center."
"And now for your reward." Cole bent to her sex, relishing the combination of woman and dark chocolate. Both had melted into an intoxicating concoction he feared he'd never get enough of. Cole pushed her to her limits, nibbling and suckling her swollen sex lips. She moved against his face, trying not to cry out. He had very strict rules. When she could stand it no longer, he played with her clitoris, sending her into a rolling orgasm.
Cole dropped a kiss on her chocolaty mouth. "Women may be like chocolate, but they are far better with chocolate."
Originally published February 2006 - "L'Amour"
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