I am waiting for Stephen. I look down at my phone, 7:58, he still has two minutes. I don’t understand why I even care, why I would at all be worried about being stood up. Our first date wasn’t good, why do I want a second one. I’d probably be happier in this bar by myself, then at least I wouldn’t have to share my onion rings. But for some reason I want him to show up. I want to have sex with him. He seemed sort of sad last time, somehow unsure. I want to make the moves. I want to push him into a dark corner and make his dreams come true. I take another sip of my beer, and I see him walk in the door. I undo another button on my dress. I didn’t wear a bra this time. I want to be one hundred percent sure of what’s on his mind. The moment he sits down I can see that he noticed. But he is polite, he doesn’t stare.
Small talk.
Small talk.
More small talk.
“Let’s play a game” I interrupt. He has stopped looking at my boobs and I am growing impatient. “It’s called questions. The only rules are; you take turns and you HAVE to answer. I will start with an easy one…What’s your favourite colour?”
“Blue”, he replies. “What’s yours?”
“Yellow. Have you ever gone roof climbing?”
“No”. He laughs as if that is a ridiculous notion.
“Let’s go tonight then” I say raising my eyebrows, “I know of a roof or two.” He is intrigued. I can tell that this is not something he would usually agree to. He doesn't say anything, but I know he will do it. He is looking at my chest again. “Your turn…”
“Why did you agree to meet me the first time?”
“Because you sounded interesting,” I reply.
“How long was your last relationship?”
He looks down, “Four years.”
I try not to look surprised. He looks back up and I nod. I understand now.
“Let’s go,” I say and I reach for my coat.
He follows me through the dark streets.
“How many people have you slept with?”
“Do you own any sex toys?”
“Have you ever slept with another girl?”
This game always ends up being about sex.
“This one… I need some help up,” I lie. Stephen steps towards me, he smells damn good. He grabs my waist and lifts me up until I can reach the ledge. I know that he can see straight up my dress. I am glad. I reach down to him and pull him up. I walk back across the roof and lay on my back. I can feel his footsteps as he walks to lie down beside me.
Quiet.
I am excited and proud, he is nervous and hopeful.
“What would you say if I asked to kiss you?” He timidly breaks the silence.
“I thought you’d never ask.” I roll onto my side and press my lips against his. He tastes like beer and he smells like snow. He slides his arms around my waist, sliding his hand up my spine. I press myself closer into his body and I can feel him through his jeans. I pull away and push him onto his back. Straddling him he tries to pull me down towards him but I resist. I look straight into his eyes and begin to unbutton my dress.
“C-can I go down on you?” He stammers.
I say nothing. I lean back towards him. Pressing myself against his chest I kiss him long and hard. I bite his lower lip and turn over, pulling him with me until he is on top of me. My dress is pulled up around my waste. Stephen pulls aside the gusset of my cotton panties. He smiles at me and then his face disappears between my legs. Instantly I gasp and every single muscle in my body tightens. I am wet already. As I relax he pushes a finger deep into me. He traces his tongue in circles around my clitoris. He pulls his finger in and out, in and out, in and out together in the same rhythm with his tongue. I can’t help but cry out. My hips pull up from the shingles, but he doesn't stop. He pushes in another finger, faster now. He gently nibbles my labia.
“Kiss me” I whisper. He obeys, pulling up towards me, but his fingers don’t leave my cunt. He replaces his tongue with his thumb, pressing circles in just the right spot. He reaches his hand to my chest and I involuntarily begin to rise. But he pushes me back down, holding me there as my muscles tense. I contract viciously and tightly around his fingers and then slowly relax. He pulls his hand out from between my trembling thighs. It is dripping with my cum.
Unable to speak I lay back for a moment, but only for a moment. I want more. I climb on top of him. In a post orgasm stupor I fumble with the button on Stephen’s pants. I am able to push them down revealing black cotton boxers. I push those out of the way as well and take all of him into my mouth. He is hot and stiff and I can feel him pressing into the back of my throat, but I push deeper. Then slowly I pull back, threading my tongue around like a corkscrew. I pause at the tip, he gasps. He likes this spot. I suck harder, running the tip of my tongue up and down his frenulum. I am getting excited again, and so I stop. He looks up at me questioningly. I sit up and climb on top of him .
“I want you inside me.” He doesn’t object, he allows me to lower myself onto him. Moving my hips in circles I moan and look up at the sky.
“How many people do you think are watching us right now?” he asks me.
“Just one or two,” I laugh and lean in for a kiss. Fiercely, Stephen grabs the back of my neck and holds me down. We roll over until he is on top and he takes control. He is pushing himself deep inside me. Each thrust deeper than the last; it is as if his penis is growing inside of me. He runs his hands slowly up my sides and I quiver at his touch. I reach for his chest. I run my hands across his nipples and along his shoulders until I grip his strong biceps. I trace my fingers slowly down his back. I softly caress the cheeks of his butt. I squeeze his ass and I push him further. I move him at the rhythm I desire, and I come again. I kiss him softly. He pulls out and looks straight into my eyes as he comes all over my inflating chest and rapidly beating heart. Without a word I pull my dress back down, now stained by both of us. He hops down off the roof, and helps me down after him. This time I know for a fact that he is looking at my now very wet panties.
We kiss goodbye and he says he hopes he can see me again.
“You can count on it.” I reply with a smile. “I want to do this again.”
[xpost r/sexstories]
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/2mwq4l/sex_on_a_rooftop_freal