When Friends Say "I Do" (Closed)

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Dallas Monroe
24 years old

"I can't believe you convinced me to do this!" Dallas said to Lacey as she looked in the mirror. She had on a short, cream colored lace dress, with a black belt around her waist, and a pair of black high heels. Her mahogany colored hair was down, and styled to frame her beautiful face.

"You have me going on a blind date with your boyfriends best friend".

Lacey merely smiled. "He's a really good guy apparently although I don't know him very well." She said. "You'll have a good time, I promise".

Dallas rolled her eyes playfully and shooed Lacey away. "Get. I have to leave or I'm gonna be late."

Once Lacey was out the door, Dallas sprayed on a few spritz of perfume and walked out the door. She climbed into her Jeep Wrangler and headed towards the restaurant where she was meeting her blind date. It was a semi-fancy Italian restaurant, known to be a great place for dates.

She pulled up and got out, walking to the front door, she glanced around, looking for someone, although she had no idea who.
 
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"Oh! God! Fuck! Yes, fuck me Tommy!" the blonde cried out, as Tommy O'Ryan did his best to give her what she was begging for. His long, thick cock was slick with her juices as he railed into her, drilling her into her bed. He had to be happy with himself; she was smoking hot, after all, and an insatiable fox in bed.

It wasn't til he was finished with her, leaving her a heaving, sweaty mess on her bed, that he noticed his phone had buzzed with a few text messages. His longtime best friend, Kevin, had texted him. "Don't forget about the date with Dallas tonite! Lacey's friend!"

God damnit. He had totally forgot. Thankfully, he still had an hour before he was supposed to meet this Dallas chick. He was pulling his jeans on when the blonde rolled over and propped herself up on her elbow.

"Where ya goin, stud?" she asked.

"Gotta take care of a favor for a friend," he replied, cryptically. "I'll see ya later Sandy," he said.

"It's Cindy," she replied, rolling her eyes.

Like he cared. He knew she'd be begging him to come back and give her some more dick.

*****

He pulled up to restaurant on his Harley roadster, killing the engine and walking the bike back into a parking spot near the front. He left his helmet on the handlebars, and headed inside. He probably wasn't quite dressed up as much as he should be for a nice joint like this, but he didn't much care, either. Kevin had sent him a picture of this Dallas girl, and he scanned the restaurant looking for her when he walked in. No luck. He grabbed a spot at the bar and ordered a beer, and kept his eyes close to the front door.

He had just finished the beer when she walked in. Looking mighty fine, as well. He stood up and headed over towards her. His six-foot frame dwarfed her, and his well-toned muscles were hard to miss. Leather jacket and jeans, short cropped dark hair.

"Dallas, right?" he said, approaching her. "I'm Tommy, your, uh, blind date for the evening."
 
When Dallas didn't see this man, Tommy, she headed inside, thinking he might be in there. Apparently he was as when she walked in, an incredibly sexy man walked up and introduced himself as Tommy. Lacey had said he was gorgeous, but wow!!

He obviously was the driver of the motorcycle she had seen parked out front, she judged by looking at his clothes.. Which was pretty sexy.

Smiling she held her hand out to him. "I'm Dallas, nice to meet you... I told Lacey this was stupid. That I, and I was certain you, could get our dates without being set up". She rolled her eyes playfully. "But I guess at least I didn't get here and find out you were a 700 lbs man with bad hygiene..."

The hostess seated them then, and Dallas ordered a glass of water and a glass of wine. Tommy ordered a beer.

"So, how long have you and Kevin known each other? Lacey is just head over heels for that guy".
 
Tommy smiled. This girl was even hotter than he had expected from the pic Kevin had sent him!

"Yeah, me and Kevin go way back. Like, grew up together, elementary school, played baseball and hockey together, high school and all that shit. He went to college, I went to work in a garage. He's a good guy. I can see why Lacey is crazy about him," he said.

Their drinks arrived and they ordered their meals. Small talk and chatting came easily between them. Almost like they were old friends reconnecting. Their drinks were downed and they ordered new ones, which were promptly delivered.

"So what do you think? Lacey and Kevin? Think it's gonna last?" he asked her.
 
She thought about it for a moment, then smiled and nodded. "They'll last. Mark my word. We will be going to their wedding in a few years or so. I think they're both pretty stubborn too- am I right about Kevin? So I think they'll be too stubborn to NOT let it work".

The night passed by quickly. Almost too quickly for Dallas. She thoroughly enjoyed Tommy's company and the meal. She had always thought blind dates ended in disaster every time. This one was the opposite. She didn't want it to be over. She glanced up at him.

"There's a bar right down the street with some dancing and stuff. Would you like to walk over there with me for a few?" She asks quietly as he paid for the dinner for them.

"I'd love to spend some more time with you".
 
"Sounds good to me, sweetheart," Tommy replied. This girl was quite the looker, and what's more, he could actually have a conversation with her without getting bored or annoyed. That was a rare quality in a woman.

"Let's do it," he said, after paying the bill, and they headed out, making their way the couple of blocks down to the bar. They headed in; he'd never been inside before, but was happy to see it was his kind of place. Dark, smoky, loud music, loud enough that he and Dallas would have to get real close to each other to have a conversation, which he would never complain about. He ordered himself a beer, and a long island iced tea for her, and the bartender was quick to fill the order. Normally, Tommy would have been distracted by the redheaded bartender's ample cleavage on display, but tonight his focus was on Dallas.

"You come here often?" he asked her, leaning in close.
 
The walk to the bar was short. The bar itself was just as she had expected. Packed with people, young and old. Some dancing, some drinking, some just chatting. Tommy and Dallas headed to the bar to get drinks.

"Not often but I've been here a few times." She answered. She noticed the bartender giving him some very suggestive glances. He didn't return them which impressed Dallas. Together they found a booth in a corner and sat their drinks down.

"Do you dance?" Dallas asked, giving him a pretty smile that made it almost impossible to resist. She loved to dance and the thought of being intros gorgeous mans arms for a few songs was like heaven on earth.
 
Tommy smirked, and took a long drink from his beer, finishing it. He set it down. "Poorly," he replied to her question.

"But that's never stopped me before," he said with a wink. "Finish that drink and let's do it," he said. His gaze didn't leave her, drinking her in... practically fucking her with his eyes. She was incredibly attractive, and he was definitely looking forward to getting very up close and personal with her.
 
Dallas smiled at the invitation and quickly downed her drink before holding her hand out.

"Let's go, stud" she said as they walked to the dance floor. The song playing was a fast one. Dallas immediately began to shake her hips in time to the beat. She was a decent dancer- had taken dance classes up through high school instead of sports. She would never make it a career but she enjoyed it and looked good doing it.

She pulled Tommy close so that their bodies pressed together in the front. Her chest was pressed against his, her hips meshing with his. Their groins even pressed together as she grinded against him.

She looked up into his eyes and smiled broadly before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close so that their lips were a hair apart. At the last second she turned away, teasing, and spoke into his ear.

"You aren't as bad as you think you are!"
 
His body responded to her closeness, the way she danced against him, in the only way it knew how: with a rush of blood to his cock. He was sure she could feel his erection against her in spite of his jeans.

"Thanks," he replied, quite happy to keep her this close to him. His cock was throbbing, but he didn't let that stop him from dancing with her. In fact, he took the opportunity to pull her close to him, his strong arms taking control as they danced, and made it quite obvious just how aroused she was making him!
 
She could definitely feel his arousal. It was big and hard against her belly, and she smiled at him as they danced. Spinning in his arms, She bent over and placed her butt against his cock as she continued to dance, effectively fucking him through his jeans. Teasing him and making him even harder.

People began to watch and smile as the couple danced together. They were quite a scene. An erotic, yet still somehow tasteful one.

Eventually they got hot and Dallas stood up, grinning and turning. She boldly placed a kiss on his lips and several people cat called.

"I need another drink then maybe we can get outta here?" She asked against his lips, her hand resting on his lower belly as she spoke.
 
Her dancing had him quite in thrall! He groaned in pleasure as she rubbed her butt into his crotch as she danced on him, lusty display if ever there was one. The kiss she planted on his lips sealed the deal, and he knew he'd have her screaming his name by the end of the night.

"Another drink, of course," he smiled, and they headed off the dance floor, his arm wrapped possessively around her. The jealous looks they got from on-lookers was plain as day, and they both seemed to revel in knowing they were the sexiest people in the bar, and that everyone knew they were going to fuck, and soon.

They stepped to the bar, and he ordered himself a beer and another Long Island for her. He knew at this point he didn't need to get her drunk to nail her, but he had a feeling that the more drunk she got, the more wild she'd be in bed!

"So where to next, hotness?" he asked her as their drinks arrived.
 
Dallas heard his question and sipped her drink contemplatively. The music still pulsed through her veins and combined with the alcohol flowing through her system she was more than ready to get out of there with Tommy.

"I believe this is where the phrase my place or yours comes into play" she said, grinning at him from behind the tall glass of alcohol. She sipped down several more drinks. "My place is about 30 minutes from here. Is yours closer?"

Her eyes twinkled in the neon blue lights that flashed all around them. One man moved to the bar behind her and blatantly grabbed her ass as he did. She turned to glare and he smiled before moving off. She rolled her eyes.

"I'm ready to leave" she said, locking eyes with him, silently daring him to take her up on her unspoken offer.
 
"I'm about ten minutes away," Tommy said, winking at her as they finished their drinks together. "And I don't think I can wait much longer than that til I'm alone with you," he said in her ear as they headed out, his arm around her, giving her butt a healthy squeeze on the way out the door.

They headed back towards the Italian restaurant, and came up to Tommy's Harley. He grabbed his helmet and pulled another one out of the saddlebag. He offered it up to her with an outstretched hand.

"Ready to ride?" he asked, a devilish grin on his face.
 
Outside was blissfully quiet. They were both quiet on the way back. His hand roamed over her body and hers did his.

Dallas's beautiful face lit up on a grin as they approached a Harley. He rode a motorcycle. She should have guessed. She eagerly accepted the helmet and placed it on her head. Then came the dilemma. She had a dress on. She looked at him hesitantly.

"I don't know how to do this with this dress on" she told him as she watched him swing a leg over the bike. "I don't want everyone to see... Well you know... What YOU'RE gonna be seeing in ten minutes".

She laughed softly and winked at him. She thought idly this had to have been the best blind date ever. She couldn't wait to tell Lacey. But right now she had to figure out how to get on this bike without flashing every person on the busy sidewalk.
 
"Why not?" he smirked, buttoning the helmet's strap under his chin. He kicked the motorcycle's engine to life, and it revved up, a beautiful sound in its own right. He patted the leather seat behind him. "It's late. Not many people out," he said, a devious, conspiratorial glint in his eye.

"Let 'em be jealous, babe."

He looked her up and down, curious about her hesitation. "C'mon girl. You know you wanna ride this beast," he said with a wink.
 
Dallas couldn't help but smile at the playful man before her. Glancing around she quickly hiked her dress up and and climbed on behind him. It wasn't as obscene as she had imagined. People on the streets could probably see a hint of the curve of her ass, but her panties were- for the most part- hidden by him as she slid up close behind him.

She put the helmet he handed her on and then wrapped her tiny arms around his waist, anxious to get to his place and have a little fun. He was not a cautious driver and a few times she squeezed him tight as something startled her on the back of the bike, until finally they pulled up to his place and he shut it off.

"You're a maniac" she said in his ear, grinning playfully.
 
"You ain't seen nothin yet, babe," Tommy replied. He let her get off the bike first, and then got off himself. They were packed in the back of an apartment building. He led her inside, his hand on her constantly, possessively. He couldn't wait to get her alone! They made it to the elevator and he pushed the button to go up, and a moment later it dinged and opened up, and in they went.

And right into each other's arms as soon as the doors shut! He kissed her deeply, pushing her up against the wall, his hands groping at her ass just to feel her body against his. Her lusty heat was evident, and his tongue explored her mouth woth reckless abandon, as his hand moved up under the hem of her skirt to squeeze her butt!
 
It was instant. The moment that door shut behind them they were in each others, practically sucking each others faces off as they kissed and groped at each other. His hands were on her ass, hers on his chest.

She quickly slid his shirt up over his head and helped him off with it, all the while allowing him to slide her dress up over her ass and expose her dainty thong. He had pinned to the wall and she moans softly, blatantly rubbing her sex along his jean clad leg.

The kiss broke and she grinned at him as she reached for the button of his jeans.

"Gonna show me what a maniac can do?" She asked with a grin as she undid it and let her hand trace along his stiff length.
 
"You know it," Tommy replied quickly, his stiff cock throbbing at her touch as the elevator dinged its arrival on his floor, and opened up. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the elevator. His apartment was right across the hall, and he pushed her into the door, not exactly gently, and his lips descended on hers while he fumbled with his keys.

They kissed, they groped, right there in the hallway, before he got the door open and they stumbled half-drunk into his dark apartment. He kicked off his boots and dropped his pants immediately, slamming the door shut behind them.

"Get down on your knees," he growled.
 
Dallas giggled as they stumbled into his door. She had practically undressed him in the elevator. But not completely. He took care of the rest the moment the door shut behind them. She smiled sexily at him as he stood before her naked.
Her dress was still pulled above her ass, her panties sporting a growing wet spot between the legs.

He commanded her down on her knees. At first her eyes widened at his change of tone and then she did as he said. She fell to her knees before him, his cock bobbin deliciously in front of her mouth. She licked her lips and reached for it, taking it in her hand as she darted tongue out and licked it from top to bottom.

Then she took a breath and placed her mouth around him before pressing down until his entire cock was engulfed in her mouth and throat, her nose buried against his lower belly.
 
Tommy smiled as he watched her obediently descend to her knees before him, and pleasure coursed through him delightfully as she started sucking on his hard rod.

God damn but that felt fucking good. He groaned in pleasure and was happy to let her continue her ministrations. He watched her, curious almost, as she did her naughty work on him, and enjoyed it immensely! The sight of his cock disappearing into her pretty face, her pouty lips stretching around his thick engorged member, was the stuff of pornos!
 
Dallas continued to suck on him harder and harder until her head bobbed relentlessly upon his cock. Finally she had to take a break and give her jaw a rest so she sat back on her heels and continued to stroke him, every once in a while guiding him to her tits and letting his cock run between them as if they were ass cheeks.

Her eyes glanced up and connected with his and she grinned broadly. Her mascara had began to run a bit when she was giving him head and her eyes had watered, and she had some spit on her chin and neck but she looked gorgeous nonetheless.

"You like that?" She whispered huskily as she stared up at him from below his big cock.
 
"God, yes, very much," Tommy replied, running his hands through Dallas' long dark hair as she jerked his cock. He was in a state of pure bliss. He reached down and grabbed her arms and lifted her up to her feet, and kissed her deeply, full on the lips. His hands tugged at her dress, and within moments it was being pulled off over her head, and they crashed into each other's arms again.

"Come on," he said, grabbing her arm and leading her deeper into his dark apartment. He crashed onto the sofa, and led her right into his lap, easily guiding her into a straddling position above him, her panty-covered crotch grinding against his bare, rock hard dick...
 
Dallas moaned softly as they landed in a heap upon his couch. She could feel his rigid length pressed against her wet panties, and she grinded herself against him, as they kissed passionately and deeply in that dark room.

There were no sounds in the apartment except a few cars going by and their heavy breathing. Without hesitating Dallas reached down and pulled her panties to one side so his cock was rubbing her dripping wet slip with no barrier in between them.

"Fuck me" she whispered hotly. Only those two words. No more. It was all that needed to be said.
 
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