My [F17] second date with the bank teller [M27], my

So many panties ruined in the hours following my first date with Mike, a bank teller who I had been flirting with and thinking about in the shower for months. I didn't just want him, I needed him. I needed to feel myself being filled up, not just in my pussy but in my mouth too. I wanted to show off my blow job skills I had just recently discovered.

Even though I was going to be losing my virginity, I didn't spend any time thinking about that. I didn't care. All that mattered to me was what I was going to do to Mike and how I was going to make him feel. I would do anything to make him helpless and cum for me. I wanted to watch his cock cum, see how big his load was, and taste it. This is all I could think about from the time I drove away from the pub til the next evening.

It was 7:00 and Mike hadn't called yet and I was having feelings over that. I was obviously irritated by it, but I was also a little intrigued by it. I wondered if it was intentional. Maybe he was playing with me. It turned me on in a surprising way. He knew he had this horny blonde 17 year old at his fingertips and he was taking his time. When the phone rang I was a little shocked. I answered.

"Hey there miss," he said. I could tell he was smiling. "Dinner is ready."

I closed my eyes as the sensation of talking to him spread through me. "I already ate dinner," I teased.

"No you didn't," he said.

I've never been more turned on by any one sentence ever. The way he said it was incredible, beyond words. He was so cocky.

He gave me directions to his house and I drove over, high on adrenaline. I was hoping he would have some kind of alcohol. I didn't want to be shaking with nerves when he saw me naked for the first time.

He lived in an apartment downtown pretty close to the pub we were at the night before. He lived on the 11th floor, which took a year to get to. The whole elevator ride was nothing but me staring at the wall, imagining what Mike's cock looked like. I felt his bulge the night before, but it was hard to tell how big it was. I didn't care, I knew it could get as hard as a diamond and that's all that mattered. I wondered if he would tell me to lick off his precum, like Ryan, the only other guy I had given a blow job. I imagined what Mike's beautiful eyes looked like staring at me when we were in the bathroom stall at the pub, and how he loved my tits.

When I got to his floor, I stepped out of the elevator and arranged my clothes. I pulled my skirt up an inch and made sure my boobs were in place. I knocked on his door and started thinking about the last porn I had seen. Porn had basically been my sex education. I loved watching women get guys off.

Mike opened his door and his apartment smelled really good. I was instantly helpless being in his presence. He was so hot, his smile was almost as amazing as his eyes. I tried to look there, and not at his crotch.

"You look amazing," he said. His face was hard to read, but he seemed more mellow. He closed the door behind me and led me into his kitchen. He had two drinks already made on his counter and he handed me one. "It's a vodka tonic," he said. I had never had one before but I liked it. "Come sit down."

I noticed how he told me what to do instead of asking me if I wanted to. Mike was never rude but he never asked or said please. He was so sexy, I just wanted to do what he said. I liked it.

I sat on his couch. He sat down next to me. "I made dinner for you," he said. "I broke out my grill!" He laughed. "It's the first time I've ever used it. I just bought it. Are you hungry?"

I wasn't hungry for anything but him, in fact the idea of eating dinner upset me a little bit. I didn't want to have to wait any more. "Yeah, I can't wait," I said.

He presented two filets mignon and a huge salad. It was really amazing, actually, and I ate a lot of it, but barely touched my vodka tonic. I had only sipped it and already felt a buzz. Mike looked at it and asked me if I didn't like it. "I love it," I said, "but I'm 17, I can't handle my liquor yet." Mentioning my age made something flutter inside of me and I looked at Mike. He was staring at me. He changed the subject and we talked about something else for a while, I couldn't tell you what. My mind was on one track. Watching him talk made me think about what his mouth would feel like between my pussy lips. I wanted to feel those lips all over me. If I saw his tongue, I would imagine sucking on it.

After dinner I went to the bathroom. My panties were damp and my pussy was very creamy. I used toilet paper to clean up. I was self conscious about how wet I would get. I didn't really know if it was normal but I would get so wet that using my hand to masturbate was annoying because I would lose friction. So, I thought it was probably abnormal and possibly gross.

I went back out to the living room and Mike was making himself another drink. He sat down on the couch, right next to me. He leaned on his elbow on the back of the couch. He smelled so good. He was wearing jeans and I wanted to touch his crotch worse than I can describe. It was right there.

Eventually sex came up. "So what have you done?" He asked me.

"I…gave my manager a blow job," I said, realizing how that sounded when said out loud. "It was just for….research."

Mike laughed pretty hard at that. "What is the research for?"

"You know, my new hobby," I said, smiling.

"Which is…"

"Um….sucking dicks?" I honestly didn't know what to say, so I laughed and covered my face. "I don't know, I just wanted to know if I was good at it, I guess."

"I'm sure you're good at it," he said. "You're an amazing kisser. You made me hard instantly. I thought about it all day today. I kept getting hard at work."

The idea of him hard at work did something to me. I reached over and touched the bulge in his jeans. It felt like he was already semi hard. "I want to see it," I said.

He moaned and unzipped his jeans. I put my hand in his fly and felt the warmth through his underwear. It was getting harder by the second. It was a nice handful. "Can I…" I looked away.

He didn't need to be asked. He pulled out his cock and I smiled. I licked the tip and appreciated the beauty of it. He moaned again when I licked his cock head. Mike's dick was similar to Ryan's dick…average length, thick, and cut. Mike had a beautiful big cock head. I loved licking it. I started trying to fit him in my mouth, and I heard him gasping a little bit. "No no," he said. "Stop. I don't want to cum yet." He took a deep breath. "I can't believe you. I can't believe how fast you could make me cum."

"You've already made me cum, in my mind, a million times."

"God, you want it, don't you?"

"Yes…"

"Mmm, I want to give it to you, do you want it?"

"Yes!"

He rolled over again so I was on the bottom and he was above me. He put on a condom. He put the tip of his cock right at the entrance of my pussy, just barely pressing, and held it there. "Beg for it," he said.

"Please, please, please," I said as he slid it in, steadily until I was full. It felt like scratching an itch that had been so deep for so long and finally getting relief, but even better. It felt perfect. He was the perfect size and perfect fit for me. His thrusting was rhythmic and watching his hips move back and forth was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Knowing that he wanted to give me his cum just as bad as I wanted to take it. Knowing that my body was making him feel this good turned me on so much. I tried to squeeze his cock with my pussy. I wanted to feel every bit of him. I wanted him to stay inside me forever and give me every single drop of cum he had.

When he came, the sounds he made and the way his body moved killed me…I couldn't believe how beautiful it was. I was speechless. It was everything I had wanted it to be, and I hadn't even cum yet. I started rubbing my clit and closed my eyes. Mike stuck his fingers inside me and gently fucked me with his hand while I masturbated. I came so hard…and then I came again, doing the same thing. My warm, silky cum dripping down my ass cheeks on to the sheets, soaking my lips. It was everywhere. Mike looked down at the mess I had made. "Oh my god."

"I know…"

"You are definitely full of surprises."

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