My first official date with someone from here. We finally agreed to meet up and it worked out. At home I said I was going shopping. Especially since it was Christmas recently. Needing to buy underwear is always a good cover for meeting someone you’ve been wanting to get to know for a while.
I nervously walked past the café where we had an arranged meeting. My eyes quickly scanned all the tables, but there was no one there yet. I sat down in the corner in front of the café and ordered my favorite latte. We had agreed that I would wait inside, but since there was smoking there, I stayed outside. I don’t smoke and I simply couldn’t explain the smell of cigarettes at home.
I looked up from the phone as he was just walking between the tables into the café. A tall guy, clean-cut, wearing glasses. Although I don’t know why, he didn’t seem that tall to me. Of course, he didn’t read the message that I was sitting outside, so he looked for me inside. I felt a little sorry for him, because he didn’t know who would be waiting for him. He didn’t want to know in advance, he said he wanted to be surprised. I recognized him right away, from the photos he sent me. So I waved at him until he noticed me.
“Hello, I finally meet you” and he kissed my hand. We sat down, he ordered coffee and took a big round lollipop out of his bag.
“This is for you, I didn’t forget”. I thanked him, the lollipop ended up in the bag and we started chatting about what, who and how. I admit that his mouth was grinding more than mine, but I didn’t mind at all. And so I listened to him, looking into his blue eyes, which, despite his body build, shone with something soft and pleasant.
Suddenly my eyes fell on his hand resting on the table, long fingers with impeccably trimmed nails. I don’t even know why, I got an irresistible urge to touch him. It didn’t just stay with the urge, I touched him. Our fingers intertwined, he held me and gently ran his thumb over my hand. Honestly, I’m not used to something like this, so the pleasant feelings began to be replaced by a slowly rising excitement.
Date of …
“I’d like to know how you taste,” he blurted out in the middle of his speech. “Really, right here and now?” He didn’t even have to nod, his eyes spoke for him. I still held onto him with one hand while my other hand fumbled in my purse. I pulled out a lollipop and slowly started unwrapping it in front of him. Bit by bit, I unwrapped the wrapper and watched as he started to drool… Like a Saint Bernard… I put the lollipop in my mouth and since I was sitting in the corner without thinking, I unzipped my jeans. No hesitation about whether someone would see me or not. Sometimes it’s better not to hesitate, but to act. And experiences are much better then.
I kept looking into his eyes, provocatively took the lollipop out of my mouth and slowly slid it under my jeans. It was obvious that from his side he only saw the movement of my hand. I slowly moved the lollipop between his lips and when his coffee spoon somehow fell to the floor and he bent down to pick it up, I buried the lollipop in my pussy and moved it in and out. He almost hit his head on the table while he was picking up the spoon. When our eyes met again, his pupils narrowed and he had a hard time swallowing his mouth full of saliva.
I felt like I had irritated him enough, so I reached out from under the table and offered him the lollipop: “Would you like a taste?” But first I stuck it under his nose so he could smell it and then I ran the lollipop over his lips. When he opened them, the lollipop ended up in his mouth. In the noise of the café, I heard a soft moan. “I don’t want to see what’s going on in my pants now. I don’t know how I’m going to get to the car…”
“Every problem has a solution,” I said, pulling the lollipop out of his mouth.. Well, how do I taste?” “Hmmm, how would I describe it…. I have no words and if it were possible, I would taste you right now and all over.” “Please, bring us the bill,” I said to the waitress who was passing by. “By the way, do you have tinted windows on your car?”
The twinkle in his eyes said it all. There was no need to say more, and when he calmed down, like two little children looking forward to candy, we didn’t rush to mom, but to his car. It was parked in the parking lot in front of the shopping mall, but turned so that another car was parked opposite, and what would otherwise be exposed to the gaze of passersby was protected by smoked glass, so…
“Madam” opened and held the door for me. By the time he went around the car and got in, I had already taken off my jacket and shoes. I was still waiting with my legs still dressed but spread. “If you want to lick, you have to unwrap the lollipop yourself” I said and lifted my hips a little higher. My jeans flew to the front seat. “Wait socks…” “Don’t worry about them, I’m more interested in the smell of your pussy..” He bent down to my crotch and ran his nose down the middle of my panties. “Hmmmm, my God…. What are you wearing under them? and pushed them to the edge… Ohhh…” “Surprise, I know you like it, I haven’t shaved in a while.” “Yes, I’m old school, but these get in the way here” The panties ended where the jeans were.
He buried his nose deep into my lap and just sucked in his scent for a while. And then he started to taste me slowly, along the entire length of my lips to my ass. He tasted it with the tip of his tongue too. “Keep going like this for a while and I’ll be done very quickly. Wait… Don’t you want to jerk it off for me and spray it on me?” He didn’t need to be told twice, he pulled his dick out of his pants, took it in his palm and started jerking it off for me. We looked each other eye to eye, or rather we tried to look. On one side of the car it was dark, and on the other my eyes ran to his hands and his to my nipples which I was playing with.
I don’t know how long it took, I honestly didn’t care where we were or if anyone would see us. The sight of a man squirting is priceless. When drops of his warm semen hit my pussy and he was still breathing heavily, I had one more request for him: “Will you taste us both now?” … my date.