I wrote this story the other day but wanted to share this since I really got into it's writing. While I write for my own enjoyment, I like to indulge with like minded women on crafting individual stories (sometimes even live them out). Enjoy.

You and I have agreed to a casual date and to get to know one another. What you didn't tell me beforehand is that you have a thing for CNC and being drunk during sex. You've already done some heavy predrinking at home before we meet up but you don't mention it to me.

We plan to meet at Mic Mac mall for the first time. It's mid day on a weekend so it's expected to be light and fun. When you arrive just a little late, I can see the visible swagger in your steps. We greet and you're already slurring your words. Your first instinct upon seeing me is to paw at my chest and arms, to which I find flattering. You make some sexual jokes and some stick but you hit me with the sideways look and say "I bet you fuck hard don't you?". I take a moment, touch you for the first time by lifting your chin, looking you straight in the eyes and say "Want to find out?"

I grab your hand and lead you away without saying a word. I hear the high pitch giggle coming out of your mouth like you couldn't wait. We check out some clothes discretely at a larger store, and find there's no one monitoring the rooms so we manage to go in without question. You look up at me with eager eyes and biting you lip. I tell you to get on your knees and without hesitation, you obey. I unzip my pants, pulling them down to expose my boxers telling you "Now show Daddy how much of a slut you can be" to which you claw at my waistband and reveal my cock. You grip it with both hands and instantly your mouth is drawn to taste the small amount of pre-cum collected on my tip.

Your movements become more rapid as you get caught up in the moment, sucking off a guy you've only just met but your so intoxicated from the drinks and my cock that you no longer care what happens. You drop one hand off my cock to play with yourself, sliding a finger down your skirt and inside your lips. You can feel how wet you've become. You crave the feel of this cock inside you more than you can comprehend at the moment.

I pull you up off your knees and tell you to turn around and show me your ass. You're still quite drunk so bending over is making you wobbly, but you manage to put both your hands on your ass and spread your cheeks without prompt so you can show off how wet you've become. My cock throbs as I look at your swollen pussy dripping down your thighs, so I place the head of my cock against your soaked lips and tell you to be still. You grab onto the edge of the seat in front of you, obeying and being still. The thought crosses my mind in that instant whether I should ask about a contraceptive but the allure of your wet folds clouds all judgement. I start slowly pushing the head of my cock inside you as I hear the deep moan from every inch sinking deeper. Your make an audible gasp as you feel me completely inside you, how much you've stretched to accomodate the girth. Your mind is racing at this point, realizing a man you just met is deep inside you without protection and you simply can't get enough of it. My thrusts become more constant and long, allowing you to feel every inch from the head of my shaft down to the base. Your legs I feel begin to quiver at the sensation running through your body. It's overwhelming your senses, the feeling of giving up your body to me more readily than you would normally but now it's all you want. You start to push back with your arms, bracing against the bench in front of us. Your body yearns to have it deeper so you force yourself back harder and harder against my hips. I give you one deep thrust and you let out a loud sharp moan, while I hold onto your hips and maneuver around to sit on the bench with you following onto my lap. You eagerly bounce on my cock, a slur of your words while you try to tell me how you can't get enough. You hungrily look back at me as if to win my approval, to which I tell you you're being a very good girl. It sends you over the edge and you have a shuttering orgasm on my lap. I feel the squeeze you've placed on my cock and I can no longer hold back that building urge.

I stand from our position only to put you leaning back seated on the bench now, your legs now in the air with your throbbing pussy on display for me. I align my cock once more against your lips and thrust hard. Those lips part effortlessly now, allowing me to slide inside you with ease and coming down hard against your hips. You grip me hard, your fingernails digging into my skin at the slight amount of pain that turned you on. Your legs shutter yet again as I feel you clench up again on my shaft. The pressure builds again as I get close. As I bury myself into you harder, you get excited at the tempo. You feel the climax building but your too far drunk to care what happens now. Any rational thought has left your body and all you care about is riding my cock until we're both in ecstasy. I remove my hands from your legs and firmly plant one on your pelvis and the other around your thought. You have a sudden gasp as you weren't expecting that to happen but you're all the more turned on now. I close in closer to your face as I look at you deep in the eyes and tell you "I'm going to cum inside you". Your brain could only muster the words "yes daddy" in response. The buildup reaches it's apex as I feel my cock bursting inside you, the flow of my warm cum washing over your cervix. The feeling sends you over the edge, tightening your legs around my waist and climaxing hard, pulling all of my warm load deeper inside you.

With our bodies intertwined, you don't want me to pull away just yet, I feel your legs still wrapped tight around letting you soak in the moment. You feel my cock start to slowly pull out as you let out the quietest of whimpers almost in opposition. You nearly collapse out of the bench seat onto the floor in both exhaustion and ecstacy. As we both try to recover our shaking limbs, I lift your chin to look you in your eyes again. I see them a little glazed over in that appearance of bliss, and I mutter "What birth control are you on?". You giggle while looking at me with a smile, not entirely sure what is going on at this point and softly say "what birth control?". I'm both taken aback by your words and wholly intrigued. You sought just as much risk as I did today, and we're both reveling in it.

After we do our best to get clothed and appear that no one knew what happened, we exit together to see an employee from a distance watching us intently. We both laugh as you stumble beside me, holding onto my arm for support. As we head outside, the sun hits you and you feel light headed and dizzy now. Walking across the parking lot you ask me "are you taking me home?". I take pause in my response, as we arrive at the car door. I seat you in the passenger side, you immediately slump in and get comfy. As I return to my side and close the door, I take another pause before looking at your face with a beaming smile of satisfaction and look that the booze will soon make you pass out. I speak the words that make you shudder once more in glee like it's the only thing you wanted, "I'm taking you back to my home for more".