THE HYPOTHESIS
Having just re-watched the 1979 movie "10" with Dudley Moore and Bo Derek, one premise in the movie was that the Classical composition "Bolero" by Maurice Ravel was the best sex music ever written. I wondered if that was true, and if so, could "Bolero" be used to help successfully seduce a woman?
So I formed a hypothesis: Maurice Ravel's composition "Bolero" could be played as background music and would allow an ordinary man like me to sexually seduce an age-appropriate woman on a first date.
THE TEST
I'd been flirting with a lovely lady at work for some time, just innocent stuff in the break room, and I thought she'd make a good candidate to test my hypothesis. I figured I'd ask her on a date, and if she agreed, I'd take her to my apartment after dinner. Then I could play "Bolero" in the background and see if it would work its magic, allowing me to fuck her on the first date.
Working together in an office, we had gotten to know each other pretty well. She was in her late twenties, and I was thirty-one. She always intrigued me as a woman who was a bit flirty and fun, but hid an even sexier persona beneath the veneer she showed at work. I wanted to explore that hidden side of her to test my hypothesis, and when I asked her out, I was pleasantly surprised that she said 'Yes'. So, at the appointed time on Saturday evening, I picked her up at her place; she was wearing a black mid-length skirt and a conservative blouse, while I wore jeans and a dress shirt. I took her to a nice pub for something casual. Being dressed rather conservatively, I had no clue as to whether she would be open to being seduced. But when I invited her to my place after dinner, and she said 'Yes', I was encouraged.
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On arriving, she checked my apartment and my male-oriented décor as I got us drinks. We sat on my modern white sofa. Being emboldened by her coming to my place, I put my plan into action.
"Would you like some music?" I asked.
"Sure, just not anything real heavy," she answered.
"Do you like Classical?"
"That'd be fine, but nothing too 'long-haired'."
"Okay. I've got just the thing."
So I started "Bolero" on my phone and turned up the volume on my Bluetooth speakers since the piece starts quietly.
The music put out a calm vibe as it started gently with Ravel's repeating melody. Then I sat on the sofa, put my arm around her, and pulled us together for a kiss, which we held for a long moment. That kiss seemed to trigger her, and she kissed me back, passionately. I kissed her again and rested my hand on her leg below her skirt's hem; she did not react negatively, but kissed me harder. Further encouraged, I slowly slid my hand up to the hem of her skirt, and she continued to kiss me with even more passion. Was the music working?
"Bolero" was growing in volume as more of the orchestra joined in, and it filled the room. I was getting turned on and wanted to proceed, so I moved my hand under her skirt. She surprised me when she opened her legs a little as if to invite me in, so I continued my motion upward until I found her panties. She didn't object... and I thought "the music must be working!"
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Touching her panties did not seem to bother her, but she squirmed a little and seemed to reposition herself so my hand would have space to move about. I was quite aroused and hard by then as I caressed her pussy over her panties with my fingers. She squirmed some more, sighed a little, and I swore she pushed her pussy into my fingers! Very emboldened, I hooked a finger on the panties and moved them aside.
"Oh my! You naughty boy!" she moaned in my ear.
"Does this bother you?" I asked, feigning innocence.
"No. I like it. Keep going!" she said, breathing a little harder.
So, I began to caress her slit up and down, tracing her tender folds as her pussy lips opened for me. She sighed with delight at my touch.
"Oh, you are a naughty boy!" she exclaimed. "I hoped you would be!"
Then she reached for my crotch, finding my hard cock just beneath my jeans. I broke our kiss, pushed her back onto the sofa seat, and continued to caress her pussy as she moaned with desire. She was very wet and began to squirm under my touch, so I pressed a finger into her, and she sighed loudly in appreciation. "Bolero" was definitely working!
Her arousal increased as I fingered her, and she was clearly enjoying it, so I paused my pussy play and used my hands to hook her panties and pull them down and off; she lifted her hips and legs to help me. Her shaved pussy, now fully exposed, seemed to invite me to use two fingers in it, which I did as I resumed finger-fucking her. She was moaning and writhing on the sofa, and pushing her pussy against my hand, clearly wanting more. So I began teasing her clit with my thumb on every in and out motion, which pushed her to a higher level of desire.
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"I'm ready for you," she gasped. "Fuck me, naughty boy!"
"Bolero" was really working, I thought as I got up and pulled my jeans off. She watched with anticipation as I pulled my briefs down and off, and smiled broadly when my erection sprang free, ready to impale her as she lay with her legs spread.
I knelt in the Vee of her legs and slapped her pussy several times with my cock, making sure to strike her clit, which gave her a jolt, a thrill up and down her body, and she jumped a little each time while letting out a moan. Then I pressed into her wet, waiting orifice, and she sighed in pleasure. I drove deep, then backed almost out before pushing deep again. We were soon thrusting in sync, driving each other wild as we fucked with gusto. She was so turned on that she gasped breathlessly as her climax crested, and she jerked, spasmed, and came hard, screaming out in pure pleasure and flooding my cock with her nectar. We fucked for another minute before I erupted into her, my hot spunk sending her to another orgasm.
We both ended in exhausted bliss. I pulled out of her and got her a tissue, and we cleaned up before relaxing in the afterglow of wonderful sex. It seemed that "Bolero" had worked perfectly!
THE RESULTS
"That was great! Tell me, did the music help to arouse you?" I asked.
"It was nice, but 'No', not really. I was horny all day thinking about our date, and I've always wanted to fuck you!"
I was happy about that, but apparently my hypothesis was wrong: "Bolero" had made no difference to her; she just wanted to fuck me all along.
But the test made for a great date, all the same!
We said our goodnights and I drove her home. I kissed her goodnight at her door, and we made plans to go out again the next weekend.
THE CONCLUSION
I went to bed thinking my hypothesis had failed. Sadly, "Bolero" was just a nice piece of music and nothing more, at least for one woman who already wanted me.
Maybe, I thought, I needed to test the hypothesis with a different woman, one I didn't already know, to see if "Bolero" would help seduce her. I guess I'd have to start thinking about how to do that test.
But meanwhile, my hypothesis and trial had led me to have sex with a wonderful woman who was becoming a regular date!
In this case, I'd say "Bolero's" Loss was My Win!
