Chocolate Pussy
by Sven the Elder
Copyright© 2003 by Sven the Elder
Erotica Sex Story: This is a Birthday story for Gary - who is a chocoholic. It describes a very messy evening - if you don't like mess, chocolate and sex then I should give this a miss (not really....)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual True Story .
© Feb 2003
Write a story about chocolate he said - 'Gee thanks Ray!' I looked at the email he'd written and thought again to myself 'Jeez - I don't do chocolate - how the blazes do I write a story about it? Hell! I know we writers are supposed to have dirty minds and all that jazz but chocolate - c'mon fella!' And I put it to the back of my mind.
Except it wouldn't go away.
I kept thinking back to 'The Experiment'.
That was chocolate.
That was sex.
Boy was that sex - oh yes and it was hot.
That's one of the problems about chocolate - as if you need me to tell you - it gets hot, it melts - oh and it gets messy - very, very messy.
What was that quote of Woody Allen's - 'if it ain't messy you ain't doin' it right.'
Yeah or some such thing - whatever!
Let me tell you about it.
Sam had read about it somewhere, some stupid article in a women's magazine. I'll give Sam that, she was adventurous. For some reason that became clearer as the evening went on, the magazine article wasn't frightfully clear as to the details. It did, however, suggest that the enjoyment could be prolonged if the 'Mars' bar was placed in the fridge for a little while before hand. So we did. At this point for those who don't know about this article of confectionery its base is caramel, with a layer of nougat on top, the whole then being encased in a thick, hardened layer of chocolate.
No detailed description, so we extemporised. Having placed said article of chocolate in the fridge we got mildly hot and heavy - for that - read we screwed each other silly! Then we remembered the Mars chocolate bar. I held it in its wrapper and asked, what in hindsight was a stupid question, - "So what do I do with this... ?"
Having peeled off the wrapping paper I inserted the already melting but still cold bar - for those of you who really don't know, they're about one inch square by about four long - into her ever so hot and already juicy cunt.
It slid it in very easily and it vanished - to be followed by an exclamation of "Oh, shit! That's cold, take it out!"
Like I say I couldn't - it had gone - swallowed whole!
So I did what any red-blooded male would do in the circumstances - I got down closer to have a look.
I saw Coral pink tinged with the colour of chocolate - so I had a taste.
Chocolate covered anchovies sprung to mind - now call me perverse, but having never tasted chocolate covered anchovies before I discovered I quite liked this flavour and, holding her thighs well up out of the way, I stuck in my tongue and went to work to explore the situation further.
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