Game Night

3

Taylor and Travis were still riding high on the success of their last game night. The memories of their passionate encounter against the wall and the intense tie-up session were enough to keep them both aroused for days. But they knew it was time to switch things up and explore a new fantasy. This time, they decided to incorporate food into their play, adding a layer of sensuality and indulgence to their already steamy dynamic.

It was Taylor's idea to blindfold each other and introduce aphrodisiacs into their game. She had read about the power of certain foods to heighten sexual desire and pleasure, and her mischievous smile hinted at the delights she had planned for her friend. Travis, always up for a new experience, eagerly agreed.

They set the stage in Travis's kitchen, dimming the lights and setting out an array of tasty treats on the countertop. Soft music played in the background, setting a sensual mood as they took their places across from each other. Both of them wore silk robes, their bodies tingling with anticipation beneath the soft fabric.

"Are you ready for this, Travis?" Taylor asked, her voice laced with excitement. "I've got some treats lined up that will drive you wild."

"I'm ready for anything, Taylor," he replied, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine. "But you know I have a soft spot for your surprises."

Taylor reached out and gently tied the blindfold around his eyes, blocking his vision and heightening his other senses. She took his hand and placed a small, moist date in his palm, guiding his fingers to his mouth. "Taste this," she whispered, her warm breath tickling his ear. "It's sweet and sticky, just like what I plan to do to you."

Travis obeyed, popping the date into his mouth and sucking on it slowly. The sweet flavor burst on his tongue, and he couldn't help but moan softly as the juice coated his mouth. "Damn, that's good," he murmured, his cock already beginning to stir in his pants.

Taylor giggled, the sound sending a thrill through Travis's body. "I'm glad you like it," she said, her fingers trailing lightly across his chest. "Now, how about something a little more savory?"

She reached for a slice of crisp bacon and held it out for him to take. Travis opened his mouth and bit into the salty treat, the crunch of it contrasting deliciously with the soft dates. He chewed slowly, his eyes rolling back slightly as the flavors exploded on his tongue.

"Mmm, that's a good boy," Taylor purred, running her fingers through his hair. "You look so sexy eating like that. But I think it's time we upped the ante a little."

Taylor took a step back and removed her robe, letting it slide off her shoulders to pool at her feet. She stood before him naked, her perfect body on full display. Her blond hair fell seductively around her face, and her blue eyes sparkled with mischief. "Now it's my turn to feed you," she said, her voice throaty and full of promise.

Travis's cock twitched as he imagined what she might have planned. The blindfold blocked his vision, but his other senses were on high alert, every sound and sensation magnified. He felt her approach, her bare feet padding softly against the floor. Then, something cold and slippery was pressed against his lips.

"Suck on that," she instructed, her voice husky and demanding.

Travis obeyed, his mouth closing around a cold, smooth oyster. The briny flavor filled his mouth as he sucked, and he couldn't help but groan at the combination of textures and tastes. "Fucking hell, Taylor," he cursed, his body trembling slightly.

"You like that, don't you?" she teased, running her fingers down his chest and across his nipples, making him shiver. "But I've saved the best for last."

Taylor fed him one more oyster, then took his hand and guided him to a chair. "Sit," she ordered, her voice firm but laced with desire.

Travis sat, his body obedient to her command, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He felt her straddle his lap, her naked body a delight against his. Her hair fell around them like a curtain, shielding them in their own private world.