Skip to [MY PLACE] if you're already feeling steamy ;)

I took an uber to the brewery a little earlier than we planned so I could feel more comfortable in the space. I sat in the back of a grey Prius, crossing and uncrossing my legs while wondering if I should’ve worn a dress. I wore my favorite floral v-neck cold shoulder shirt over a super cute push-up bra I had been dying to use. I even brought out a particularly thong for the occasion. My shoes had a slight heel so my butt could look it’s best. I wanted him to want me.

He was my type. I saw him semi-regularly at a mutual friend’s get-togethers and would try to steal glances. He was fit, handsome and funny. We even shared the same humor as we locked eyes mid-laugh. I’m not sure why but those moments made me hot and bothered. My body was trying to figure out what to do with this feeling. I didn’t know I wanted him at the time. I just knew I had a physical response to his voice, his body, and his smile.

I slid into his DM”s on a Wednesday, shooting my shot completely out of the blue. He said yes. I was elated when we set the date for Saturday. Now here I am arriving at the brewery, practically bolting out of the car. I thanked the driver and walked up to the hostess stand. I stood where others were waiting to be seated and commenced with kegel exercises to calm my nerves as I usually do when I am stressed or anxious… or bored ;) He arrived about five minutes later in his car. The valet took his keys. He wore a button down with jeans - a very cool, calm, and collected casual look. He looked good. I felt myself get a little wet when we made eye contact. How could I possibly be wet already. He just got here. I don’t even really know him yet.

“Hey,” he said to me as I stood there trying to act cool. We chatted while we waited to get a table. There was some small talk about our day and how it was nice that this place allowed dogs and even kids. Our table was on their patio close to the kids play area but far enough away not to be bombarded with the screams of the youth. We ordered drinks and food and conversed more while people-watching. TIme passed, we ate, we drank, we laughed. It was going so well I didn’t want it to end. After they took the check, I asked what he wanted to do. We went back and forth about wanting to take a stroll somewhere scenic. I suggested the outdoor mall that was close-by. We headed to the car and I suddenly felt a chill down my entire body as he touched my lower back helping me to the car. I changed my mind.

I offered for us to go to my place since it was nearby and had a nice outdoor space and a TV where we can watch the show I brought up over dinner. He was open to hanging at my place for a while. I knew I had him where I wanted him but I didn’t think it was going to be this easy. Did this mean he wanted me too? I was excited to find out.

[MY PLACE]

I found myself next to him on my couch with the sound of the TV filling my studio apartment. His arm hung over my shoulders as we sat side by side. I adjusted myself slightly to move my legs close to his and to show my cleavage hoping to lure him in. He began to grab my shoulder and pull himself closer to me. We kissed, lightly at first. Then we found ourselves passionately pressing our lips together over and over again. I’m unsure how but I found myself under him, and it felt right. His body on mine - undulating slightly and pressing against me in all the right places. I moved his hands so he could feel my soft skin under my shirt. He took the cue and started to slide his hands up my shirt and over my bra. He gave my breast a squeeze and I let out a deep, longing breath. I kissed him harder and I felt his other hand run down the curves of my entire body. He moved from the nape of my neck down to the back of my thighs.

I pulled off his shirt while he took off mine. I felt him unhooking the back of my bra, and my bare breasts felt the cool air of the apartment. His mouth went straight to my dark, hard nipples. He sucked and kissed as I began to audibly moan. His lips found mine and we made out on my couch, his bare skin on my bare skin. I found my hands unbuckling his belt without needing to look down, in a weird way thankful that I’ve mastered this skill through the years. I unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans and tried taking his pants off so I could feel what was inside. I unzipped and unbuttoned my own and wiggled out of my tight jeans to show off my new black lace thong that was already a little wet.

I feel like he sensed how wet I was. He grabbed my ass and began kissing me. He started at my lips, went down my neck to my breasts and made sure both of them got equal amounts of attention. He went even lower, down to my bellybutton which he playfully circled with tiny pecks. I wasn’t sure if he was going to go any lower but he did. I was surprised by his sureness and ability to make me feel so good. Usually the first time, everything is awkward and it doesn’t always feel great but with him, it felt like we’ve done this so many times before.

He caught me by surprise while I was lost in thought. I came back to my senses when I felt his stubble tickle the inside of my thighs as he kissed them. Oh my god. It’s happening. He used his finger to pull aside my thong to expose my throbbing wetness. He went in and sucked and licked. I began to moan even louder. I felt his fingers slip in me, it made me writhe with pleasure. He alternated using his tongue and his fingers. It made me so hot for him.

I wanted to feel his dick inside of me. If he was this good with his mouth and fingers I couldn’t imagine how his cock would feel going in and out of my tight pussy. I pulled his face up to mine so I could taste myself. Yeah, I was definitely ready. I used my hands to feel for his dick while he slipped out of his boxers. He was so hard, I pulled at it a little and heard it hit back against his body. I love sound of a nice, hard dick. I couldn’t wait. I wrapped my hands around it and moved up and down his shaft, stroking him ever so gently. I managed to get myself out from under him and pinned him down.

On top, I felt the urge to repeat what he did to me. I kissed his mouth, went down his neck, his chest, and straight to the tip of his cock. I paused and looked up at him looking back down at me. I smiled then widened my mouth to take in his girth. I sucked the tip for a little then slowly moved down to the base. I pulled back and just kissed the tip a little and waited a couple seconds just to tease him. Then I took the whole thing in my mouth. I gagged a little, but enjoyed hearing his heavy breathing so much I didn’t mind. I sucked him off while using my hand to jerk off the rest of his cock I couldn’t fit in my mouth. He gave out a moan and I felt myself getting even more wet. I wanted him.

I got up, wiped my face and mounted him. I angled his cock up towards the opening of my vagina and slowly eased myself down onto him. Yes. It felt just as good as it tasted. I moved up and down feeling him fill me up with every inch of his throbbing member. I couldn’t contain my pleasure. I moaned every time I felt him hit me at just the right spot. He squeezed my waist with his strong hands, I tightened myself and he felt it. He squeezed me more while I rode him. He felt so good. Then, I felt it. I was about to cum.

I brought my hand to my mouth and sucked two of my fingers. I saw him watch me as I guided them down to my clit and started moving it in tiny little circles. I looked at him and said, “I’m so close.” He thrust himself into me at a faster pace. I rubbed myself faster too. Then, with a loud, moan of pleasure and relief, I came. I came on his hard dick but he kept on going. It felt too good, I had to move my fingers away from myself, I was getting so wet. But I couldn’t help it, I came again. He got on top of me after feeling me cum the second time. I knew he wanted more.

He kissed me and slid right back into my soaking wet pussy. He filled me with his hard cock while I played with my clit so my insides would tighten around him. My moans sounded like I watched too much porn, which I might be guilty of. He was making me moan so much. It just felt so good. He picked me up off the couch as he stood up. He held me up against his body and bounced me on his big dick.. I’ve never done that before and I loved the way it felt. His strong arms holding me and his hard dick fucking me.

We moved to the bed. He laid me down on my back. He stood at the edge of the bed and pulled me close to him. His dick was still hard and my pussy was still wet. He slid back inside, it fit like a glove. He used his leverage to pound me so hard my boobs were bouncing up and down. I grabbed them and squeezed so I could contain myself. He made sure i was angled just right while he slapped my ass and fucked me. “You’re so tight,” he said between thrusts. “Yeah, you’re so fucking hard,” I returned, “You feel so good.” I made sure to give an extra tight squeeze down there, just for himzzz

As soon as I did that, he pulled out his dick and came on my chest. We were both panting and breathing hard. We looked at each other and let out a meek chuckle. He gave me a quick kiss as we wiped ourselves down and rinsed ourselves off in the shower. Of course, we continued our fun while we were both naked and wet. We made out in the shower and couldn’t keep our hands off each other. He grabbed my butt and had a playful smirk on his face. He then bent me over and stuck himself in me from behind. I was caught by surprise. It was such a great surprise. He drove in and out of me while being showered with water. He straightened out my body against his as he pulled me closer to him. He caressed my breasts and massaged them, still making me feel good with his dick. Mmm, I wanted to make him feel good, too. I stopped him, reached over to turn off the water and got on my knees. I wanted to taste his freshly cleaned cock. I gave him a blow job right there in the shower. He played with my hair and started to breathe heavily once again. He became harder the more I sucked him and played with his balls. Pretty soon I felt him fill my mouth with his cum. I swallowed and looked up at him. We both smiled. We quickly rinsed ourselves one more time, dried ourselves off and got in bed.

I woke up the next morning naked under my sheets. I turned to my side and found him fast asleep, still also naked. I noticed our clothes everywhere, I guess it didn’t matter what I wore to this first date. I mean I didn’t even want to put my clothes back on. I wanted to stay naked, in bed, with my new, special friend. I couldn’t wait to wake him up with another blow job.. ;)