First date fuck

I'd been chatting back and forth with a guy that I had met through OK Cupid for a couple of weeks. He lives about 2 hours north of me, and after getting to know each other the conversations turned to dirty descriptions of what we would do to each other in bed. This past Saturday, we made plans to meet up in my city and spend some time together to see if there was both mental and physical compatibility.

When I woke up on Saturday, I was so horny from dreaming about all of the things that he said he would do to me. Shortly after waking up, however, he sent a text about how he had to work that evening, but if I was willing to drive to his city then we could spend more time together and he would make it worth my while. He told me to meet him at his office and I made the drive up there.

The first few moments weren't all that strange considering we had been chatting fairly regularly for a little less than a month leading up to that point. He took me inside his office, where he was the only one working. He works for a media company that publishes a newspaper and runs a local radio station. He was showing me the room from which the radio station broadcasted and shut off the lights before getting ready to usher me out. Before I could leave, he leaned into me and kissed me hard, with the kind of urgency that three weeks of dirty talk inspired. He confided that he'd been wanting to do that for awhile now, I smiled, and before I could say anything back, he kissed me again. It was only a brief preview of what was to come.

We spent a few hours walking around the downtown area of his city, stopping for a little bit in a nearby park. It was a beautiful Saturday and the park was busy with families and groups of friends enjoying the weather. We found a bench and continued to enjoy each other's company. Occasionally, when no one else seemed to be around, he'd lean in and kiss me. In the middle of my telling a story, he asked me to wait, leaned in for a kiss and slid his hand up my dress and along my thigh. We stole a few more kisses when we could, not wanting to be one of those couples making out without regard for the families and small children nearby. After awhile, we agreed that we should go grab a drink and continue our date.

We walked another block up to a bar where we ordered a bourbon and I a champagne cocktail. We split a meal and kept talking about ourselves and our lives and telling stories from our past. Not long after we finished, we decided to head back to his office. Yet again, it was deserted, although he was expecting a few colleagues to join him in about an hour and a half. He led me to a couch in a lounge area, sat close to me and leaned in to kiss me yet again. This time there was more passion and his hand made its way up my dress again, pushing my legs apart. He mumbled that he could feel my wet pussy from outside of my panties and asked if I'd been wet for our entire date. I told him that I had, and without hesitation he pulled aside my panties and began fingering me and rubbing my clit slowly.

He pushed me back further against the couch and knelt before me, sliding my underwear down my legs and out of one leg. With my legs spread wide for him, he dove in face first, his tongue plunging into my wet pussy eagerly. I inadvertently moaned, taking for granted the fact that we were alone in his office building, and ran my hand through his hair, pushing his tongue deeper into my pussy.

He sucked on my clit, inspiring my moans to heighten in pitch, my chest heaving in pleasure. One hand reached under my dress to squeeze one of my tits while the other reached under my pussy to find my asshole. I couldn't stop moaning if I wanted to at this point, feeling his finger push into my tight ass slowly, matching the rhythm of his tongue. He shifted his focus to my clit next, his tongue lapping at it continuously, increasing in intensity and speed. My entire body tensed up and I cried out as I came, my hand burying his face against my pussy with pleasure.

"You taste incredible," he said, climbing back up on the couch. I immediately straddled him and leaned in to make out, tasting myself on his lips and agreeing that I did, indeed, taste very nice. He grabbed my ass hard as we made out, my hand reaching down to feel the bulge in his jeans. I pulled away just long enough to ask if he would fuck me, and he immediately sat up and said, "God, yes."

He helped me to my feet and discretely collected my panties from the floor. He then led me by the hand to a conference room on the other side of the office. I asked if he left my panties out there, not knowing he had taken them and worried that his coworkers would show up and find them. He played coy, shrugging innocently as he shut the door to the conference room and turned to me. His innocent smirk turned serious and he pushed me against the wall hard, kissing me passionately. I could still taste myself and felt my pussy getting wet again. He forcefully pulled me away from the wall and against the conference room table, bending me over it as he undid his jeans and let his pants and boxers drop to his feet.

Both hands caressed and squeezed my ass, pushing my dress up around my hips. He ran one hand up my back and pressed my head down against the conference room table while his other guided his cock, pressing it against my eager pussy. With one swift thrust, he slid inside of me all the way, my pussy enveloping his hard cock, stretching to accommodate him. Again, I moaned for him, my hand pressed against the table, my fingers digging in as he began to fuck me.

As he found his rhythm, he started thrusting harder, his cock driving deeper into me. He spanked my ass hard, causing me to squeal in delight. I begged him to fuck me real good, to which he grabbed my hair and pulled me up from the table, leaning my head against his shoulder. He kissed my neck and sucked on the skin, his cock buried deep inside of me, before he pushed me away and demanded that I get on the floor. I did as he said obediently, and he climbed on top of me, again spreading my legs apart. His cock found its home inside of me swiftly, not bothering with gentle niceties anymore. He thrusted harder and harder each time, commenting on how good I felt and how bad he wanted me.

He pushed my legs up and over his shoulders, his cock burying itself into my pussy over and over again in sync with my hips and my moans. Not long after, he told me to get on top of him. I took my time, however, first leaning down and licking his cock slowly as my eyes stayed locked with his. Yet again, I could taste myself on him, and I teased him for a few minutes before finally climbing on top of his cock and lowering my pussy onto it. His hands took control of my hips, moving me up and down on top of him urgently. I pressed my hands against his chest for leverage, leaning into his thrusts. I told him that I wanted to cum, and he told me to bend my ass over the table again for him.

I climbed off of him and he pulled himself up quickly, again bending me over the table. He played with my ass for a few teasing moments, demanding that I tell him yet again what I wanted. "Make me cum," I begged between moans as two fingers slid in and out of my asshole. He pushed my head down on the table again, this time knocking the conference phone off the hook. I pushed it aside quickly, seeing that the clock read 10 minutes to 8 – the time his coworkers were set to arrive. He must've noticed it, too, because he wasted no more time, thrusting deep inside my pussy urgently. I reached down to play with my clit while he fucked me, the feeling of his cock eliciting more moans from me. "Be quiet," he demanded, and I did my best to silence my moans for fear that someone would show up early and discover us. The urgency of his coworkers imminent arrival and the potential of getting caught drove me crazy, and it wasn't long before I told him I was about to cum. He fucked me harder then, his hands gripping onto my hips tightly. "I'm gonna fill you up with my cum, baby," he said, "so you can feel it on your drive home." I peaked right then, feeling my pussy tighten on his dick as wave after wave of pleasure hit my body. I did my best to stay quiet, but I heard him grunt a few times before I felt the splash of his warm cum shooting into my pussy. We were both breathless at this point, and he helped me stand up straight, wrapping his arms around me for another passionate kiss. "You're amazing," he mumbled between kisses, his fingertips tracing along my body.

He bent down to pull his pants back on, and I asked him if he had my panties, which he produced from his pocket. I thanked him and slid them back on under my dress, trying to straighten my clothing out. I tied my hair up into a knot on the top of my head and he moved to open the conference room door.

"So, yeah, this is the conference room!" he announced, as if he were in the middle of giving me a tour. We found that we were still alone, so I took a moment to step into the bathroom and check my makeup. All seemed good, and made our way to the exit together. He walked me to my car and told me to enjoy the feeling of his cum inside of me on my drive before kissing me goodbye and sending me on my way.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/35omp4/first_date_fuck