Blind Date

PearlNecklace

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I bite my lip as I make my way through the apartment complex, looking for the number I need. I glance at the paper in my hand and slowly count down the doors. Huge butterflies dance around in my stomach and I stop a moment, seriously considering backing out of this. I stand there, shifting my weight from one foot to the other then take a deep calming breath and and walk down the hallway. Once at the right door I run my fingers through my hair, run my hands down the front of my dress and knock on the door. I try to smile though Im sure it must look like a grimace, inwardly commanding myself to stop biting my lip, its a sure sign Im nervous.

As I stand there I wonder how I got into this mess. Then it al comes flooding back, while finishing off a bottle of wine with a girlfriend the week before I'd let it slip that I wondered what it might be like to be dominated. I wasn't into whips and chains and calling someone Master. But I was sick of the men I had dated. I felt as if they weren't strong enough to be with me, that they were wimpy. I wanted a man who would have his own opinions and thoughts, that wouldn't be afraid to disagree with me. I wanted a man who would throw me onto the bed and fuck me if he feels the need.

Well, be careful what you wish for! Here I am, at the door of a man who apparently fits the criteria. I had gotten a phone call last night from my girlfriend telling me she'd set me up on a blind date with a man who fit my description. He apparently was everything I wanted and more. I scribbled down his address as she told me it and spent the day flipping between excitment and nerves. Id carefully planned what to wear, a blue halterneck dress, with just enough cleavage to be enticing but not enough to be slutty. It ended at my knees, and swished a little as I walked. Silver sandals with heels completed the look, making me seem taller than I was. I ran my fingers through my hair and waited for the door to open.

OOC: Liz Jeffries. 25. Florist. long red hair, falling in waves around her shoulders. Bright blue green eyes. 5'6. 38c Breasts. Hourglass shape body.

PM me if you're interesting in playing.. not looking for any hard core domination.
 
Jake

It was not typical of me to accept a blind date. I never had issues or problems getting the women I wanted. Ture, it had been a month since I had been out with a lady, but that was my own doing. Extremly busy at work and not finding a lady who truly piqued my interest kept me celibate for the moment. The knowledge that I could get pussy when I wanted kept me from feeling desparate.

So, here I was, a Saturday night, having agreed with my sister to accept a blind date with one of her girlfriends. Work had finally calmed down and, well, is there a guy out there who could say no to his little sister? I had my sister to arrange for my date to come to place, my territory.

I dressed casually, jeans, button down shirt, flops. I checked myself in the mirror and liked what I saw. The jeans comforming to my bulge ass and thick thighs nicely, the shirt loose enough but yet follow the form of my pecs nicely. At the age of 26 my body was in top shape. Years of sports and construction work kept my body hard and toned. I was not one of those pretty boys you see on magazine covers. The wine was chilling, the salad made, the tuna steaks ready for the grill. I opened myself a beer, turned on some music and waited for her arrival.

I glanced at the clock when I heard a knock on the door and smiled, punctual, I like that. I opened the door and caught my first glimpse of her. I was mildly surprised at what I saw, her eyes so bright, the long flowing red hair, breasts waiting to be squeezed, hips waiting to be hugged. A beautiful blue dress accentuating her body exquisitely. She certainly did not appear to be one who would need a blind date.

"Liz, nice to meet you, I'm Jake," I said as I pulled her in to me, my hand at the small of her back as I gave her cheek a light friendly hello kiss. Her body felt warm and inviting. "C'mon in, can I get you a glass of wine? I thought we'd sit out on the balcony, its a beautiful night out."
 
As the door opened I thought my heart might pound out of my chest. It didn't thankfully, and the doorway was suddenly filled with a very gorgeous looking man. I silently thanked my friend for setting me up with him as I stood there a moment and watched his gaze travel over me. I'd normally be annoyed by such blatant scrutiny but this time I was pleased. Not only did it mean he was perhaps interested but it also gave me the opportunity to scrutinise him in return. He seemed muscular, his clothes accentuating the best parts of him. For a fleeting moment I wondered what he might look naked. I feel myself blush as I smile to myself.

He drew me into the room, his hand on the small of my back as his kissed my cheek. I kissed his in return and smiled at him, feeling some of the nervous tension leave my body at his friendly greeting. "Wine would be lovely" I say more huskily than usual, I suppose nerves made my throat dry up a little. I cough softly and smile at him. "You're right, its a gorgeous night Jake, the balcony sounds like a lovely idea."

I folllow him out to it, thaking hte opportunity to check out his ass in the jeans. As we reach the balcony I stop a moment, looking out at the view then take a seat and wait for him to get my wine. I cross one leg over the other, resting my hands in my lap and try to think of small talk to make upon his return. He didn't seem like the kind of man who would have a whips, chains and paddles under his bed and I was glad. Only time would tell just what he was like though.
 
I poured a glass of wine for her, using every chance I could to gaze over her body. She certainly did not seem like a lady in need of a blind date. In fact she seemed like she would have a book full of proposals. Her eyes shone brightly, her skin soft and silky. Her body looked inviting, one that was made to be loved and pleasured. Only time would tell for sure, but I fully expected to find out what was under that dress, to find out just how pleasureable her body could be.

I stepped out onto the balcony, handing a glass of wine to her. "I hope you don't mind dinner here rather than some restaruant. It's such a great night out, this is a wonderful view, and its easier to get to know each other here, rather than some crowded restaurant." I watched as she took a sip of wine, noticing the delicate way in which she drank. Her petite fingers grasping the glass turning my thoughts to her fingers wrapping around me.

I bent over and took her hand, pulling her gracefully from her chair. My hand wrapping aorund her waist as I pulled her close to me. "I'm not usually this forward, but your lips, I just have to taste them." I licked your lower lip, before closing mine over yours, tasting you for the first time, feeling the heat from your body for the first time. I heard a giggle from you as if I had paid you a compliment you don't normally hear. My free hand gliding along your arm, up over your shoulder, gently rubbing your neck and caressing your cheek.
 
I could feel his gaze burning over my body. Not for the first time I wondered why I was allowing such scrutiny and not being annoyed or uncomfortable. I was unaccustomed to being watched so closely. Unused to being looked at in such a way.

I thanked him as he handed me my wine, smiling at him as I sipped it. It tasted good, so I took another sip. I didn't want to become drunk so I was being careful. He spoke as I drank, "I hope you don't mind dinner here rather than some restaruant. It's such a great night out, this is a wonderful view, and its easier to get to know each other here, rather than some crowded restaurant." I shook my head and replied "No, this is wonderful thank you Jake. I don't really like big, fancy, crowded restaurants, I never know which fork to use." I shrug as I look up at him. "I guess I'm just not used to them." Not wanting to admit my inexperience I looked out over the balcony "And you're right, the view is gorgeous!"

He still stood there, beside my chair and I had to look upward or my gaze would have been else where, on places I shouldn't be thinking about just yet. I was surprised as he took my hand and pulled me from my chair. His arms suddenly around me, holding me close to his body. I looked to him in surprise, wondering what he was doing. Then he answered my unspoken question. "I'm not usually this forward, but your lips, I just have to taste them."

I giggled, I couldn't help it. Whether it was nervousness or too much wine, I'm not sure. It was probably the fact that noone ever says such things to me. I started to tell him how wrong he was, that I had plain and boring lips. But the sound soon died as his lips touched mine.

I felt as if I was kissing the sun, heat from his lips spread through my body and warmed me. His hand was caressing my body, in light, safe ways. He wasn't trying to grope me and for that I was glad. The other hand still held me closely to him. Before I really realised I'd done it my own hands were in his hair, holding his head and making sure he didn't stop this amazing sensation. My lips were moving over his and almost instinctively my tongue moved to dance with his. Standing there burning each other up with heated kisses, I soon lost track of time as I made love to his mouth.

I was brought back to reality when I heard myself purring, deep in my throat as we kissed. I wondered where the sound was coming from. Then realised it was me, What was I doing? Where was the real Liz? The one who was shy and reserved. Who could barely speak to guys let alone kiss one she'd only just met! How had this man so easily made me forget all my inadequacies.

I pulled back, just my lips though. I didn't want to leave his embrace. Looking up into his eyes, my own a mixture of lust and surprise. "We should slow down Jake." I finally manage to say huskily. I didn't regret kissing him, but I was a little scared by how fast we were moving and the fire I felt burning over us.
 
Jake

Her lips were as soft as I had suspected and even more moist that I had thought. Her body heating up mine as we touched, in a somewhat safe way. I felt your hand reaching for my head, your fingers running through my hair, turning my body on more. Your fingers encouraging me on, my tongue slowly sliding into your mouth, tasting more of you, exploring you. When your tongue began exploring with mine I knew where we were headed tonight. Your felt so hot, so sensual against me. Your body screamed experienced sensuality, yet, at the same time, spoke of innocence, inexperince. True, it seem rather impossible for one body to say both those feelings, but, yours was tellling me that now and it was enticing me even more.

Before I was ready, you pulled back, your eyes still telling me you wanted more, but you were saying we should slow down. I smiled, kissed your cheek, "I should start the grille, can I get you more wine?" I held you while talking, eventually letting my grasp on your body loosen. Yes, I would have preferred to continue exploring your body, I would have been more than thrilled to forget about dinner for now, to take oyu inside to my bed, to make love with you as no one else ever has. But, yet, I was not one to strictly force myself on another. I had other methods to use, other ways to achieve my goals as it were. Sometimes, slowing down only makes it more interesting, sometimes slowing down can make one want the other even more.

I let go of your body, immediately feeling your body heat disappear from me as well. Knowing the bulge in my pants was larger than before we kissed. Moving towards the grill and lighting it. I glanced over and admired your body, your curves as you leaned against the railing, looking out over the city.
 
I stood at the railing looking out over the city. Not because I wanted to admire the view, though I had to admit it was stunning. But because I had to get my jumbled thoughts into order, then there was my body. I smiled to myself as I bite my lip, I could still taste you on my lips, still feel your lingering warmth and I liked it.

Iglanced over my shoulder at you and our eyes met. I felt myself blushing and was silently annoyed. Why did I have to be so shy? Why couldnt I be one of those girls who could tease and flirt and not feel embarrassed at all. I was by no means a virgin but a few fumblings in the dark hardly counted as experience, did it?

I turned and picked up my wine glass "More wine would be nice, but I can get it. Do you need any help with dinner? I should have at least brought dessert.." I stand in the doorway to the apartment and look back at you "Did you want some too?"
 
I smiled when you looked over. The way you blushed, so innocent, so coy. I wondered if you was really as innocent as you appeared. Certainly, you didn't dress inncocently. My mind began undressing you, exposing your full breasts, the curves of your hips.

My thoughts were interrupted when you said you would get the wine yourself and asked me if I wanted some. "Just a beer for me, Liz, thanks." I was going to suggest you bring the bottle out on the balcony, but I did not want you to think I was trying to get you drunk. Truth be known, that was far from my mind. I fully intended to keep you sober, just slightly buzzed, I wanted to make sure you were completely coherent to feel and experience the evening ahead of us.

As I placed the Tuna steaks on the grill I watched Liz head for the wine and beer, watching her dress sway, the curves of her calves just begging to be kissed. I passed over her comment about dessert, not sure exactly how to let you know you were dessert.

You came back out, a full glass of wine in one hand, my beer in the other. You walked seductively over to me, handing me the beer. The heat of the grille had begin to make me sweat, my chest beginning to glisten. I took the beer in one hand and while taking a drink, I used my other hand to pull you close to me again, feeling your hips against my side. Still holding the beer I leaned in kissing your lips again. "These shouldn't take long, let me go get the salad." I said as I let you go, our lips separating.

When I returned from inside you were leaning against the railing, your eyes watching me as I set the table.
 
I used my walk to the kitchen to try and calm my body down, though I suspected the only way to to do that was to give into the fire or go and take a cold shower! You certainly were an expert at seduction, I can barely stop myself from begging for more kisses.. then more...

As I walked I could once again feel your gaze on me. I hoped you liked what you saw. The dress was new, our sister had helped me pick it out earlier today. I liked the way it accentuated by breasts, my hips and my legs but I'd have never bought it if she hadnt convinced me you'd love it.

I shook my head as I poured my wine and got your beer, trying to get my thoughts back to safer topics. Walking back out I smiled and handed it to you "There you go honey." Honey? Where did that come from? I blush a little but before I can say anything you've pulled me against your side and you're kissing me.

Again I feel as if I've kissed the sun as heat enters my lips and travels through my body. Before I can get more you've pulled away and you're going for the salad. Salad? Who needs salad? Just show me where your bed is.

I blush and wonder when did I turn into this sex crazed slut? I leant against the railing, hoping a cool breeze might calm my heated body. You walked back out and I watched you set the table. You've gone to a lot of trouble tonight. Not many men would accept a blind date his sister had organised, especially one that was so the girl could explore dominance. You accepted me as I am, making me feel beautiful, even sexy with your words and actions. Both were feelings I was unaccustomed to.

I walked towards the table and stood beside you, "This all looks so lovely." I place my hand on yours, smiling up into your eyes. "Thank you for going to so much effort, I appreciate it!"
 
"Effort? babe this isn't an effort at all, trust me." I moved my arm back around your tiny waist, pulling you back against me. "This is the least I could do considering I invited you to dinner, and considering .......well.............ah...considering your a good friend of my sisters. Plus, for kisses like yours I'd go to a lot more effort than this."

Moving my lips to yours, this time pushing my tongue in immediately, slightly more forcefully, sucking on your tongue as my hand rubs your ass, not grabbing it, just rubbing, pulling you tight to me. Making sure you can feel what you do to me.

"Now, if you could uh contain yourself a bit, I do think dinner is ready." I said, smiling, as I let you go, pulling myself away from you, moving towards the grille and placing tuna on a plate. "Please, sit," I say as I pull the chair out for you.

"I do have one request of you Liz," I said as I sat down moving my chair closer to you. "I find it very erotic to have a lady as beautiful as you, to feed us both, to let me have a bite followed by your own. I trust, you don't have a problem with this?" I looked intently and frimly into your eyes, placing my hand on your thigh as I wait for your answer. I see you look down at the table and notice you have the only place setting. My hand slowly glide over your thigh, traveling not more than an inch of two, but not laying completely still.
 
As you give me the first fork of tuna, I open my mouth, seductively using my tongue to guide the fork in, closing my lips around the fork as I slide the tuna off. My eyes focusing intently on yours as you watch me.

"Your turn, Liz," I say as I take the fork from your hands, bringing a piece of tuna to your lips. I watch as your lips open wide, accepting the meat. Letting my hand slide higher on your thigh, feeling the heat of your body. Your thighs react by closing in tighter, as if telling me to slow down or stop.

As you finish chewing I bring some salad to your lips, "Lets try this and tell me what you think." My hand slides up higher, rubbing your through your underwear as you accept the salad. I hear a soft moan as my fingers feel your moistness even through your underwear. My face nears your ear, licking as you chew, your thighs clamped tightly against my hand but I refuse to move it away.
 
I watch your lips as you take the tuna and suddenly have an overwhelming urge to lean forward and lick them. To taste the tuna as I taste you. I bite my lip as you chew, my gaze never leaving yours.

"Your turn, Liz," I smile and lean forward slightly, taking the fork into my mouth and pulling the tuna from it. It tastes divine and I purr softly as I chew. "So good." I whisper as you offer me some salad.

Your hand is climbing higher on my thighs and I instinctively trap it between them. As much as I want that from you I'm not sure I'm ready. I chew the salad as your fingers continue to creep forward. Closing my eyes I try to concentrate on eatting but a soft moan escapes as you brush my sex.

I continue to chew, though its hard when Im torn between that and moaning as I move against your hand. You tease my ear and I'm glad I'm sitting down. That is one of my most sensitive spots and as I swallow I moan and lean back. "Are you ready for another bite?" I ask huskily, desperately trying to get your attention back to dinner. "Salad or Tuna?"

Not waiting for an answer I pick up some salad and lif the fork as I wait for you to sit back.
 
I quickly make note, its the ear lobe that gets you going. I watch you squirm as you try to finish chewing, your thighs still tightly clamped against my hand. You tilt your head away asking if I'd like more.

I seriously think of requesting something different than the tuna or salad, but then why ruin a good thing right now. There will be time for that later. I see you like playing games, I can tell you fully intend to do your best to tease me as I have been teasing you. I wonder, if you will be as good at it as I am.

Deciding that I am enjoying this playing back and forth. I remove my hand from your thigh, pull my face off your ear. I sit back in the chair, spreading and stretching my legs, "Feed me, my dear Liz."
 
I catch that spark in your eye and realise I'm going about this all wrong. If this night is about me learning more about myself why dont I just do that? Why not see what I can do? Give into the thoughts and feelings I would normally ignore.

Smiling sweetly at you I stand and still holding the fork move closer to you. "Is this seat taken?" I ask as I look down at your lap. Without waiting for an answer (again) I sit myself down and bring the fork to your lips.

Im sitting kind of side on, my side against your chest, my left hand holds the fork, my right is around your back, fingers gently stroking the back of your neck.

I smile as I pull the fork away. "Thirsty?" I ask and reach for my glass of wine. I hold it as I wait for you to finish chewing then take a mouthful of wine. Instead of swallowing I lean forward and kiss you, pouring the wine into your mouth from mine.
 
You surprise me with your sudden burst of boldness, but I am quick to recover. My hand on your thigh again as you feed me, this time sliding up under your dress grabbing your ass and squezing. My cock jumps inside my pants as I catch the view of your breasts while you lean over to grab the glass of wine. Your fingers continue to tickle the back of my neck, playing with my hair.

As you lean down to kiss me, to feed me your drink I grabbed your waist with both hands making sure my manhood rubs against you. I readily accept your wine, pushing my tongue in while swallowing.

Timfe for me to take control back into my own hands. Pulling my mouth off, I take the glass from your hand, pouring some into my mouth, I lean forward, kissing your neck and letting the wine dribble from my mouth, down your neck and in the valley between your breasts. I set the glass down and begin licknig and kissing the wine off your body. I slide your dress off your shoulder, rubbing and caressing as I do.
 
I gasp as you kiss my neck and moan again. You've found my other weak spot. I squirm on your lap as you push the dress off my shoulder. One hand pulls your head closer to my body as my other one frees the zip at my back. I dont want this dress ruined by your enthusiastic hands.

I moan with pleasure at the feel of your mouth, arching my back to get more of you. To give you more of me. Its as if someone flicked a switch, making me realise I should give into what I'm feeling not be scared of it. I realise its because you've made me feel so comfortable.

I smile and whisper huskily. "You make me feel like I could do all the things that run through my mind.."
 
"We'll do each and every one of those things in time, Liz, in time." My hands slide down and lift your dress up off your body, finally exposing your beauty to me. My hands grasp your breast kneading and massaging as my lips and tongue taste your skin. I feel your hands on my head, holding me there as if you thought I would pull away. Your scent is intoxicating urging me on.

I look into your eyes and tell you how beautiful you look and feel and taste.

I lift you, placing you sitting on the top of the table with me standing between your legs. I tug at my shirt, throwing it aside and lean into you. My mouth on yours, my tongue pushing in deeper than before with more force. My hand back grasping your breast, teasing your nipple with my fingers.
 
"We'll do each and every one of those things in time, Liz, in time." The way you speak sends shivers down my spine. I know you mean it and I can hardly wait to do them all.

I blush as you pull my dress away but the look in your eyes says I shouldn't be embarrassed, that you like what you see. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and continue to massage your head as it returns to my breasts.

You speak again and I feel as if I could melt. I believe every word you say and start to actually feel it. I feel confident, sexy, beautiful. Those feelings are intoxicating, I could get used to the power I feel.

I gasp as you lift me to sit on the table, its cold against my near naked bottom. The thin lace of my thong barely covering anything. I help you push your shirt off, eagerly sliding my hands up your stomach and chest. They rest there as you kiss me, and touch my nipples. My nipples are so sensitive it feels as if you're touching my clit, simply because of the electricity touching them send through my body. I can't help but grind against you because of it.

"Hmm.. Jake. This feels so good!" I moan against your lips. I smile at you then realise we're outside on your balcony still. I know I should be shocked, should be worried about being seen, but I'm not! "Do you think anyone can see us?" I whisper as I kiss along your jaw to your neck, biting you a little too hard then licking the teeth marks. The idea of leaving my mark on you so appealing I couldn't resist.
 
Your skin felt and tasted so delicious, I knew there was no going back, no stopping now until I received what I wanted, what I needed. You, too, I could tell, were beginning to feel the same way.

I moaned and felt my cock harden even more as you bit my neck, leaving a telltale sign, yet kissing and licking it after, as if saying you didn't mean to be so intense. My hand was sliding from your breast, over your taut stomach, lower still until I was covering what I really was after. Gently applying pressure, feeling your heat, your moistness.

Between your kisses I heard you ask about someone seeing us. I smiled and answered you. "Well, there is the lady to your left who loves to watch me out here. In fact," I say smiling into your eyes, "Her and I have often masturbated ourselves while the other watches. She tells me she loves watching my ass when I'm making love to a lady." My mouth lowering down onto yours, our tongues dueling for prominence. I slide my finger under the leg of your thongs, rubbing your skin, teasing the lips of your pussy. "Then, on the right, there is a guy, not bad looking for a man, who also enjoys watching. An old girlfriend of mine used to get really turned on watching him stroke his cock while I fucked her." My mouth now lowering onto your neck, biting you as well, though not as hard, not wanting to leave a visible mark, yet.

I had no idea what you would think of my neighbors and how I described their voyeuristic and exhibitionistic activities, but I imagined it would turn you on more, even if you would not admit it.

I began licking and kissing my way over your body. First spending time at your ear, licking, biting your ear lobe, sliding my tongue in, then back to suck. My fingers opening the folds of your pussy, running them along the length, barely touching your clit in a teasing manner.

I felt your hands on my head as my mouth opened, sucking in your nipple before biting down. This is one place I would be willing to leave my mark. Sucking your nipple, running my tongue over it before biting down again against the hardness.
 
I moaned loudly as you finally touched my sex. It was all I could do not to grab your hand and place it there myself. I sat there grinding my hips against it, on the verge of begging for you to touch me there. You must have read my mind?

You told me about the lady near by and my eyes automatically turned in that direction, wondering if she was there. Your fingers finally dipped inside my thong and I almost screamed at the first electric touch of your skin on mine. But you teased me, nothing more. I continued to grind into your hand trying to get you to touch me but you werent.

I moan again as you bite my neck, my fingers sliding into your hair to hold you against my neck. I feel myself getting wetter at the thought of the man and woman watching. I want to have you fuck me NOW!

You tease my ear and Im moaning almost continually now. Partly because you're kissing such a sensitive place of my body more because you're touching my pussy. Stroking me so nicely, though you barely graze my clit and its dying to be touched.

My fingers tighten in your hair as your mouth moves to my nipple. I grind against your hand, fucking it as if it were your cock. God I need your cock. You're teasing my nipple then biting it, hard. I realise if I can leave a mark on your neck, this is where you'll leave yours. I welcome it. I want to wear your mark.

I arch my back and push more of my breast into your mouth. Looking over your shoulder to see if your neighbours are watching. My hands slide down your back to your jeans, moving inside. I grab your ass, my nails digging into it.

"God Jake. You've turned me into your slut. I need you to fuck me! Lets show your neighbours how to do it properly. No one else they've seen counts!" I murmur possessively as I undo your jeans and push them down.
 
The kissing, rubbing and teasing were all getting you to where I wanted. As I enjoyed the taste and feel of your body I could feel your head and eyes, surveying the area, looking, actually wanting, one of my neighbors to be there.

My fingers now sliding deep into your sex, my thumb rubbing your clit making it as hard as I was. Felling your wetness around my fingers I knew your body was enjoying this and I knew I would enjoy the feeling of my cock inside of you.

I felt your hands slide inside my jeans grabbing my ass, digging your nails in. My cock jerked, the feeling of a lady getting more agrressive under my spell turned me on more.

I slide a second finger in, feeling you expand just enough to accomodate it. I felt your hands slide from my jeans, reaching to undo them. Your hands pushing them down as you tell me your my slut, that you need me to fuck you. I push my fingers in deeper and rub my thumb hard against your clit, "That's right, you are mine, mine to do as I wish. I will fuck you Liz, but when I'm ready. We have all night and I want to make sure you really need it."

I pull my fingers from you, bringing them to my mouth, sucking them in was you watch, tasting you. "Hmm, you taste good Liz." I feel your hands on my cock, both of them stroking me.

"Before I fuck you Liz, I want to feel your mouth around me, I want to fuck your throat before I fuck your cunt." I easily maneuver your body so that you are now laying on the table, your head barely hanging over the edge, a perfect position for my cock to fuck your mouth.

I hold my cock over your face. "I know you want this Liz, I know you want it badly. But, if you want me inside your pussy," I suddenly push two fingers in you deep, "I need you to show me with your mouth." I rub the head of my cock over your lips, your mouth immediately opens and your tongue comes out, tasting my precum. I know your more then ready, but I like to tease, rubbing my cock over your cheeks. leaving strings of precum on your face. I feel your hands grab my ass again, trying to pull me closer.

I smiled down at you as I slowly slide my cock into your warm wet mouth. "Mmmm, yea Liz, that's it suck my cock good.. Oh yes, that feels good." I decide to enjoy the sensation you ar eproviding before I move on to more.
 
I moan and grind against your fingers as they move inside me. You're touching my clit and it feel so damn good Im moments off cuming. But you're withdrawing your fingers too soon, saying "That's right, you are mine, mine to do as I wish. I will fuck you Liz, but when I'm ready. We have all night and I want to make sure you really need it." When I'm ready? I think. How can I be more ready than naked on your balcony moaning like a whore?

I watch you licking your fingers and I know you'll love my taste. I do, I dont see why you shouldnt as well. I stroke your cock as you suck on your fingers, cupping it with one hand, teasing your cock and balls with my fingernails of the other hand.

"I know you want this Liz, I know you want it badly. But, if you want me inside your pussy. I need you to show me with your mouth." You've moved me so I'm lying on the table now, smearing your precum all over my face. I open my mouth to take your cock each time it nears it, but you carry on past it. Soon I'd had enough, you are going to give me your cock, Im determined.

I reach for you, my fingernails digging into your ass as I pull you closer. Then you finally let me have it. You slide your cock into my mouth and I purr with delight. I suck you in, my head begging to bob up and down straight away. My tongue moves around your shaft as I suck, moving slowly up and down your shaft. If I cant have what I want, you cant have exactly what you want either.

I move my mouth off you and lap at the head of your cock, you taste so good and Im looking forward to doing this after you fuck me. I want to taste us together. Taking you back into my mouth I gently run my teeth along your length. I wont hurt you, I just want to tease you.

I feel your hips thrusting faster and I know you want more. I'll give it to you, only because the cool air is lapping at my pussy and Im dying to have you inside me. I slowly suck your cock in and out, taking fractionally more with each inward stroke. My eyes fix on yours as you hit the back of my throat. I suck you in and out a few times, letting you hit it but no more.

Smiling up at you, my lips wrapped around your shaft, my fingers caressing over your balls and ass I finally let you have what you want. Changing the position of my head just slightly I take you into my throat and look into your eyes. My message is clear: Fuck my throat!
 
"Yea Liz, your good and sucking my cock, I knew you would be." I bend over as my hips begin thrusting my cock down your throat. My mouth breathing on your wet pussy as my cock slides down, feeling the tightness of your throat. "Yea, Liz, I'm going to fuck your pretty mouth for a bit." My tongue laps out spreading your pussy for me, licking at your clit.

I spread my legs a bit further and bend a bit more and can feel my cock deeper in your throat. You take it like a trooper, never gagging. My tongue begins fucking your mouth as my tongue fucks your pussy. Wanting to make sure you're good and wet for my cock. I moan out, "Oh yea fuck yea Liz, suck me good now and I might fuck this tight pussy, I know you want me too."
 
I'm sucking your cock, letting you use my mouth for you pleasure. Somewhere along the way my shyness evaporated taking with it my common sense. Was I really going to do this? Fuck a guy I hardly knew? Was I going to let my hormones racing out of control make my decisions for me?

I continue to suck your cock, if you can call it that. I continue to make my mouth receptive to your cock. My head at the right angle, tongue moving around it. I like the way it feels to have you inside my throat. That feeling combined with your mouth on my sex is enough to make me want to orgasm hard.

I fight for control over my rising excitement, trying to concentrate more on pleasuring you. My hands continue to massage your thighs and balls as you move in my mouth. I won't orgasm before you, I'm determined.
 
I lift my body up and hear you moan over my cock as you feel the absence of my tongue. Thrusting my cock down your throat a few more times before pulling out, rock hard and glistening with your saliva. Your tongue not wanting to give up, not wanting to stop, I feel you licking my balls, hoping I'll feed you more.

I knew the proper first fuck should be in the bed, soft, luxurious, not out here on the hard table. But, I was beyond proper at the moment, there would be time for the slow long fuck in bed later. I spun your body around, placing your legs on my shoulders, looking down into your eyes. I bent down, my cock rubbing your pussy, my lips kissing yours as I push my tongue in your mouth, able to taste that my cock had been there. Then licking and nibbling your ear I whisper, "Hope your ready for a good hard fuck, Liz."

Bracing my hands on the table along side your face I shoved my cock deep into your pussy. Your mouth opens with a gasp as you feel yourself expanding to accomodate me. "Oh yea, Liz your pussy feels good and tight, you're gonna love this fuck." My hips begin moving, pistoning my cock in and out. My hips slapping yours as I want in deeper, filling your sex with mine. Your petite hands grabbing hold of my arms to help brace yourslef against my pounding.
 
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