I've been seeing this guy... a professional, dad, and golfer. Not really my type, but so far it's been great, right? The conversation flows and we laugh, and after a few times of seeing him, I think my attraction is growing for him. Let's call him Paul.

Last night he came over to my house for dinner. I was running late and we were just going for takeout, so I asked if he would hang out with my dog while I jumped in the shower quick. No problem, I've got a lovey Labrador retriever who loves everyone, so Paul was quick to grab a ball and head to the backyard. When he reached the door, I was pretty taken aback by a sudden rush of physical attraction I was feeling, but I just stood there watching him for a second. He caught me, and I felt a warm flush in my cheeks... and my pussy. Paul laughed and pulled me in for a big kiss. I could clearly feel a hardening bulge under his zipper as he pulled my hips toward him. He knew I could feel him as he pulled away, winked, and shut the back door.

I got in the shower, piping hot as I always do, and as the soap was running down my tits and the water was hitting my newly-waxed puss, I became insatiable. Paul and I hadn't had sex yet, I hadn't even seen his cock. But goddammit, I wanted it. I quickly hopped out of the shower to find any type of toy I could grab from my box on the tallest shelf... surely I could squeeze in a small orgasm to get past this and get to dinner?

The first thing I pulled out was a double-ended dildo. Nice and black, about 3.5" in diameter, just over 16 inches long. The idea of being stretched out and filled in with this thing was enticing, so I took it to the shower. When I stepped in, I immediately opened my legs and slid one end inside of me.

There was a knock on the door. "Do you just want me to order delivery?" I tried to talk, but this dildo felt like ecstasy, all I could get out was a "what?" Paul cracked the door and said, "delivery?" "Oh sure, that sounds great," I mustered. "I'm almost done."

I have a confession: I couldn't orgasm with that dildo after that, I tried, but I just kept thinking about Paul waiting out there. So I let it hang. The weight of the dildo being held in by my pussy was erotic. Every time it moved, it sent different sensations into my body. Feeling spread apart made me want to fuck Paul right this----

My thoughts were interrupted by cold hands on my tits. I tried to talk, but Paul found the dildo and push it deeper into me from behind with his right hand while his left hand covered my mouth. I relaxed in consent and submission. "Good girl, don't say a peep. I want this too." He turned me around and put the loose end of the dildo between his legs, his cock resting on top, and began to slide over it. His cock teasing my clit, his hands simultaneously pulling my hair and tits.

My hands were in his curly, salt and pepper hair when I felt him begin to shake. He came all over that dildo at the same time I did.... I knew I was going to be having sex all night with this man.