I met her on an app. She was nearly half my age. Pretty, petite, pierced nipples, mixed with a caramel complexion.

She was single, a yoga teacher. Lived in K-town. We chatted here and there for a while but no real spark. We were both killing time and relieving boredom. I expected it to just fade away.

One weekend afternoon we connected at the same time. She was going to a dinner party at her friend’s house. She casually mentioned she was horny and that her fuckbud wasn’t around later. I offered to make her cum, nothing in return.

She seemed surprised at first. Then shared exactly how much time she had. She was in a needy mood. We’ve all been there.

I met her at a hotel near her place. We were gonna have coffee but the cafe was closed. Only the bar was open but she didn’t drink. So I sipped a beer and she a club soda while we talked about yoga, life, whatever.

After about 20 minutes the conversation paused. I finished my beer as asked what she thought. “I’m feeling it,” she replied.

We went up a floor or two looking for a deserted ballroom or family bathroom but no luck.

Follow me I told her. I was parked two blocks away right on Wilshire. A wide busy street but all the businesses right there were closed.

We climbed into the back seat. I kissed her. She felt more petite than she looked. And she kissed softly, lingeringly. She smelled light and fresh.

I felt under her dress. She was wearing panties. Take them off. And your shoes.

She did. I laid her back and made sure she was comfortable. I kissed her again then pushed her tank top down to reveal her breasts. I kissed her neck, her collarbone. I licked and sucked her breasts and nipples. They were so small and hard. I wasn’t sure if I liked the barbells or not. They were fine I guess.

Meanwhile my fingers explored her labia. She was small. But her lips were thick and engorged. She was very wet when I pushed a finger inside.

I sat up a bit and she watched while I slowly sucked her juice off my finger. Then I settled into a floor well, pushed her dress onto her belly and began to taste her.

She moaned a lot. Bucked and squirmed. She tasted so good. She came at least 10 times. Lucky thing to be able to cum like that. I don’t suffer any illusions that I’m the only one who can give that kind of pleasure. But I leaned in to what she responded to.

Finally she told me she was done. I sat up and looked. Her breathing was uneven and she was shaking. She looked slightly confused and very worn out. But only for a minute.

I found her panties and slid them on so she could pull them up. Then I helped her with her shoes.

I dropped her off at the hotel. She gave me a short but passionate kiss. I wished her a good dinner party. Then I went home and made myself cum while still tasting her in my mouth.