We matched on one of the dating apps, I can't remember which one. She looked like a thick, fair-skinned, curly-haired brunette. I was first struck by her sense of humor and forwardness. My profile made a joke about latex from Seinfeld, and she jumped at the opportunity to say something provocative about latex, of course. We hit it off quickly and I was horny, so we decided to meet that night at a hipster hole in the wall bar.

She looked just as good in person, with some nice fitting jeans, a black bodysuit and a biker jacket. Our in person conversation was just as good until I finally got up the courage, and leaned in to kiss her. She reciprocated. Once I broke the seal with that, things escalated quickly. The side of the bar we were at got taken over by people wanting to play their different bar and arcade games, so we went to another section with a booth. As much as I hate it, the bar was loud and we sat on the same side of the booth, but this provided plenty of opportunity for more kissing, making out, wandering hands, and she was stroking my cock through my pants a few times.

I never have any expectations, but I don't like PDA so I wanted to make out with her in the privacy of a car. We walked over to hers and and I promptly fired her car as it was too messy, and we made it over to mine. The making out got more sloppy, the groping got more heavy, and finally I caved. I undid my belt, unzipped my pants, and pulled my cock out. "Reeeeeally?!" She said, in a mocking tone, her voice rising in the middle of the word. I knew she was just giving me grief but it was funny for her to do so given the circumstances. She gave my cock a few slow strokes before she bent over and put it in her mouth. She slid my head just past her lips and then took it back out again, making the loudest pop noise with her mouth I have ever experienced. It was already completely obvious she knew exactly what she was doing. She popped my head in and out of her mouth a couple more times just like this, almost to tease me as much as anything else, then she started working farther down my shaft. She got her hand involved with perfect rhythm, and it wasn't long before she was taking the whole thing and bobbing up and down with some damn good pace. I was in love and honestly I don't know how I lasted even this long it was so good. Maybe having no expectations allowed me not to build up as quickly as I normally would have, given how talented she was.

I always feel greedy if I cum first, but I could feel myself building and she was not showing any signs of slowing down. "Can I cum in your mouth?" I sheepishly asked as she kept working my entire cock. It was almost as if she was in her own world and sucking me was the only thing that mattered, some women just seem to love it, and I cannot express how grateful all straight men are for you, ladies, haha. Without skipping a beat or it being any sort of a distraction for her, she let out an enthusiastic "mmhmm!" and just kept working me like there was no tomorrow. It took all about five seconds after received permission before she was milking me, my whole body tingling and paralyzed in one of the best orgasms I've had in my life.

After taking the requisite amount of time to figure out what planet I was on, we got ourselves back together, I drove her to her car, and we said goodnight. We kept chatting for a bit and made some loose plans, and she even put me on blast at one point in a very sexy way. "I think you're only talking to me because you want to fuck me...Which is fine." Sadly, our plans fell through and we never met again. I was dating pretty aggressively at the time and just had other things come up, and she lost interest in waiting. But holy cow, that night in my car was as unforgettable as any. Wherever you are, thank you <3.