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You breathed in deep. You had to make tonight perfect you thought as you pushed up the knot on your newly done tie. You stood examining yourself in the mirror. In the reflection you saw yourself in a suit and dress pants. You straightened out the jacket and confidently strolled into the kitchen. It was 6pm on a fall night and the sun had already set leaving your apartment completely dark with all of the lights out. You started to prepare for the date you had later this evening. You started to pull out the ingredients out of your fridge. Washing the spinach and strawberries for a salad to be the dinner of the date. You had decided it would be in your apartment and you would serve as the chef thinking that perhaps your skill in the kitchen would aid you in seducing your date.
Once your salad was made you placed it in two bowls and took them to your dinning room table and put them down placing the forks beside them. With this you began to prepare other things around the apartment. Cleaning dishes tidying the living, making your bed and other such things. Finally you added the last finishing touch to set the mood. You turned of all the lights in the apartment and light unscented candles placing them around the kitchen and placing one large coffee scented candle in the middle of your table. You backed up to your front door and observed the room taking in your work and let out a content sigh at a job well done. With that you smiled and walked forward, entering your kitchen and opening a cuboard completely empty except for a loaf of wonder bread, still in it's bag.
"Well, hello there." You said in your most seductive voice as you carefully picked up the loaf from it's place and began walking back to the dinning table. You placed the bag of bread gently down on the chair and leaned it vertically. You stood up and frowned seeing that it was too short to peek over the edge of the table. "Hold on my darling." You said sweetly to the bread "I'll fix this for you."
You told the loaf as you turned to look around the apartment for something that could resolve the issue. You returned with a couch cusion and a pillow from your bed. You gently picked up the bread and placed it on the table leaning over it. You leaned down further and started to slowy draging you hand downwards.
"I think fixed your height problem" you whispered into the side of the bread. You pulled yourself back up and gently placed down the bread as you hand before leaving it with a light kiss on the top before pushing in the breads chair and retreating to your own, readjusting your suit as you settled into the dinning chair. "So how was your day wonderful?" You asked the bread. You leaned your head on your hand and stared at the bread as if it would give you a response. You smiled "well my day was woulderful" you said "I got to spend my whole day knowing I was going to get to sit across from you over a candle lit dinner. You're gorgeous tonight you know." You told the bread " enough about me, I'll let you enjoy your dinner." You told it. With that you picked up your fork and began to munch the salad you had prepared. Enjoying the flavours. You stared at the bread while chewing, observing the way the light from the candle danced across it's bag and slices.
You finished your sald and continued to stare. " sorry. Is my starring making you uncomfortable?" You asked the bread, worried for it's feeling of safety. " I really did mean what I said earlier. You're beautiful." You told the bread in a soft genuine tone. You looked at the bread, waiting in case it said something. "Can't finish your salad love?" You asked the bread " I'll finish it for you." You smiled reaching and grabbing the bowl of salad and placing in your own, beguining to work on your dates bowl. "I'll wash these quickly." You said grabbing the dirty dishes and taking them to the sink to be washed.
After the dishes were washed and put away you walked back to your date. "So do you still want to stay over tonight?" You asked the bread, offering it a chance to back out and go back to it's own house. As if the bread might be uncomfortable with the situation. You kissed the bread on it's top, much like a person would kiss someone on the forehead. "I'm going to take a shower, then maybe we can watch a movie?" You told the bread. You walked towards your bedroom where the attached bathroom could be accessed. Before you entered your room you suddenly stopped in the doorway, as if someone had called you and told you to hault your actions. You turned back to the bread still staying in your place and smiled. "Oh? You want to join me in the shower?" You replied, to the silence "Ok my darling, but I can't promise that I'll be able to behave if you do." You smirked. You waited for as response from the loaf. After a pause of silence you smiled and strolled back to the bread. "If that's what you want love" you said to your date as you picked it up and continued the walk to your bathroom with it in hand.
Once you entered the bathroom you placed the bread gently on your bathroom counter. You rolled up your sleeve and began to turn on the water, mixing hot and cold to make sure the temperature would be just right for what was about to come. "Do you want to undress yourself, or shall I do it?" You waited for a response from the loaf, smirking after a long silence. "Shower with your clothes on? Kinky." You replied. You decided that even though your lover would be keeping their clothes on it'd be best if you removed your clothes. You didn't want to ruin the suit that you'd bought for this date, you were rather embarrassed at how much you had spent on it. After you removed your suit you look down to your crotch, and god are you fucking hard thinking about what you're going to do to this bread.
"You ready for this sweetheart?" You ask the bread picking it up and taking it into the shower with you. You push the bread up against starting to lick the bag from top to bottom. This eventually evolves into you desperately making out with the loaf. You break away from the bread for a moment and smile at it as if it would return the gesture. You wrap your hand around your cock and begin to stroke yourself as you go back in for another kiss. You helplessness lick and nibble at the bagged bread as you quicken your speed, whimpering as you feel yourself getting closer. Right when you feel your about to cum bust you stop your movements, panting heavy as you pull away from the bread.
"Are you ready for the main event?" You chuckle out to the bread as you remove the clip holding the bag shut and keeping the bread dry. "I'm going to make you feel so good baby" you say to the now slightly moist bread as you lower it to dick level, slowly inserting yourself with a groan. You begin to thrust into the bag of bread, slowly at first holding onto the loaf itself. You eventually work up a faster pace panting and groaning as you fuck into the soggy bread, now having to hold onto the bag as the bread become more and more drenched with water and pre cum. Your thrusts become more erratic as you reach speeds you didn't know were possible. You cum into the now impossibly soggy bag of bread with a load moan. You pull your cock out of the mess and turn off the shower as you lean on the wall, panting trying to catch your breath.
Once you've been able to regain enough air to stand up straight you find the bread clip and close the disgusting mess in the bag up.
"How was that love?" You ask the bread. The now destroyed food product of course gives you no response but you still smile at it after a few moments like it told you you did a good job. You step out of the shower and place the gross bag on your bathroom counter then grab a towel to dry yourself. "I'll be right back dear" you tell the bread as you pick up the suit to put it away and change into some more casual clothes.
After changing into a T-shirt and pajama pants you return to the bathroom. "Hope I wasn't gone to long." you say to the bread as you walk back into the bathroom "now let's get you taken care of." You lovingly tell the bread as you pick it up and carry it back to your kitchen. You place it down on the kitchen counter and turn around to pull a popsicle tray out of the freezer placing it beside the bread. You rifle around in some drawers before you find your popsicle sticks and throw those with the tray. "This might not be what you expected but I can't wait to use you again later. Even if for a very different purpose." You said to the bag mess as you pick it up. Carefully over your sink you unclip the bread bag and beguin to fill your popsicle tray with the sludgey mix of bread, water, and your own cum. After the mix has been equally distributed in the tray you throw out the remaining back and sludge, putting a stick in each tube and placing the tray back in the fridge to freeze.
You sigh to yourself as you turn and look over your flat. You walked over to the dinning table to put away the pillows that were used to fix the height problem. After you placed your bed pillow back you turned to walk back to the bathroom. Once there you looked into the tub of your shower seeing little bits of soggy bread. "Guess I better clean this mess" you said to yourself as you got onto your knees and began using your hand to scoop the goop from the tub into your trash.
Once that task was complete you washed your hands and returned to the kitchen. Grabbing a now frozen bread cumsicle and taking it to your room. You layed down on your bed and began to scroll online as you eat your monstrosity of a dessert. Today sure was, well, a day.