That time [M]y internet date was a little [F]orward, and asked to see my cock.

Internet dating is always rough, sometimes it’s just boring meet and greats over a drink, where they feel more like an interview than any sort of date, and you just become numb to the possible romantic aspects of them.

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This one was no different. Her name was Marissa, she was 29 years old, an aspiring actress by day and a waitress by night. She’s a caramel colored Mexican girl, with short dark, straight hair, a very cute face and some slight curves. She’s very cute, but not the kind of girl you stare at from across the bar. She was pleasant to talk to, sarcastic and smart, but the whole date felt rushed. She had to get to work at 8pm at a restaurant nearby, so we met for happy hour after I got off work. The conversation wasn’t remarkable and there didn’t seem like there was time for any connection to form. I think we’d both been doing this internet dating thing too long. I think she only agreed to meet because the bar near my house is close to her work. I’m several years older than her, and it’s showing in our conversation..

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Anyway.. another internet date in the books. So I guess I don’t have to save Marissa’s number into my contacts. And I’m home by 8, to watch Futerama reruns, eat ice cream and browse reddit….

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More than a week goes by… And I get a text

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555-555-5512: What are you up to tonight?

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Me: Umm, nothing, I just got out of work.

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555-555-5512: Oh, so you’re off? Let’s meet for happy hour. I just showed up for work and they canceled my shift, so I’m in your neighborhood.

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That’s when I recognize the number and realize it’s Marissa.

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Me: Oh, yeah.. Let’s meet at the same bar as last time. We can get some food there too. I need to eat!

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Marissa: Great, I’m starving.

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I walk over to the bar. And she’s already there waiting for me. She’s dressed in her work cloths, white collared shirt with the top two buttons undone, makeup on point and black slacks. She had the look of a cute waitress from an upscale restaurant. She’s tells me she’s in crappy mood. That she’s pissed about work and having her hours cut back and she needed a drink and someone to vent too, and I was close by. I’m not too upset about being someone’s back up plan… but whatever. It’s someone to drink with on what would normally be a boring Tuesday night. We sit at a booth together and we get drinks and some food and start to chat.

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I’m drinking beer and she’s switching between beer and water. Insisting she can only have 2 or 3 drinks and be good to drive later. I respect that, but that doesn’t stop me from having 4 or 8 right? Anyway.. She’s not in a hurry this time so the conversation is much better than our first date and I’m 3 drinks in so I’m more relaxed and being more myself. Yes…yes… I use alcohol for a social crutch, I’ve accepted this and embrace it, don’t judge me.

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After happy hour ends the bar suddenly gets crowded and we realize it’s Trivia night. We don’t join the tournament, but we are halfheartedly playing along on our own. At one point to see the TV’s better, because they do some videos with the trivia, I decide to switch sides off the booth to see better. That puts me sitting right next to Marissa.

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Somewhere along the line she laughs pretty hard at a joke I make and she says “You’re cute” and smiles at me. It creates one of those odd pauses where I don’t know what to say, she doesn’t know what to say and there’s just quiet for a moment as we both smile at each other. This would be the perfect time for me to lean in and kiss her, but I’m a chicken shit and I need another beer to be that brave and the bar is pretty crowded, so it’s not the best place to be trying to kiss someone. But! Apparently Marissa isn’t a chicken shit! And during that long pause I feel her hand slide onto my leg, then my thigh and she gives a little squeeze and smiles at me again. And then she gives a little “Hi..” and smile to relax me.

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I do relax and put my arm around her. She can’t seem to stop smiling at me now and just looking in my eyes. The way a girl looks in your eyes when she wants to be kissed. But, yeah, stupid crowded bar and I’m not 25 anymore. But none of this is stopping Marissa. As we keep talking and having quiet pauses, her hand is sliding up and down my thigh, her finger tips tracing up and down and sending shivers through my body. Against my better judgment, my cock has gotten fully hard, but I’m wearing jeans and it really doesn’t have anywhere to go. In the middle of our conversation Marissa’s hand slides from my thigh, over my crotch and down my other leg, where she finds me hand under my jeans. Her hand pauses and she gives a little squeeze. She smiles at me and says “Oh, good, I was worried I wasn’t making you hard”.

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We keep talking and she keeps tracing and finger over my cock, but it’s a little awkward because my cock decided to press down the wrong side of my jeans. But she can’t seem to stop playing with it. Eventually, I say to her “maybe we should get out of here, you know I only live a few blocks away?”. This causes her to pull her hand away and her smile fades..and she says “Oh, no.. this is only our second date. I wasn’t planning on anything… anything. Umm, raincheck?”. Bummed, I agreed to the rain check and settled up the bill and I offered to walk her to her car.

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We left the bar and walked the block or two to her car. She was parked along a dark side street and it was semi-private. As she got to her car door and was starting to open the door, I quickly spun her around and kissed her. It was our first kiss and it went to 0-100 really fast. We started to passionately kiss and I pressed her up against her car door. Her hands wrapped around my sides and she started to breath heavy between each kiss. I was ravenous from having my cock teased and she seemed to be in a similar state. Then I felt her hand slide over the bulge in my pants and she started to rub my cock through them as we stood there on the street kissing. This girl was not shy about going straight for my cock in any situation. She pulled back from my kiss…

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Marissa: I want to see your cock?

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Me: Umm, ok… that’s very specific, but I’m not gonna whip it out here?

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Marissa: In my car, silly?

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Me: My house is 4 more streets that way?

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Marissa: Ughh, I shouldn’t… Just let me see it my car, so I can go home and think about it as I touch myself tonight.

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Me: Ughh.. This is an odd end to a date, but fine.. whatever. Who am I to deny anyone who wants to see my cock? (well, not anyone.. creeps).

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We climb into her car. I’m on the passenger side and she leans over and before I can even kiss her, she’s sliding her hand over my jeans again. I’m starting to get the impression that she’s a bit forward, but who am I to judge. I kiss her again and that passion and heat from outside is still there. She starts to fumble at my belt and buttons but she clearly can’t work them with one hand. So I pull her hand away and undo them myself. As I do, she slides her hand down under my jeans and grabs my cock. Her hand feels a little cold on my very warm cock, and she squeezes it hard and pulls on it even harder. She let’s out and audible “fuck” and exhales against my lips. “I like it…” she says and a playful smile covers her face. She pulls me out of my jeans and into the open air and she pulls back away from me as if to inspect it. Then leans back in to kiss me and says “You have a beautiful cock” as I feel the breath of her words against my lips. Then she suddenly leans over and wraps her mouth around me and starts to slide up and down three or four times. I gasp in pleasure and she pressed down until I’m nearly in her throat and comes back up to kiss me on the lips panting.

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Marissa: Ok, here’s the deal

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Me: Oh, I love deals!!

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Marissa: I’m on my period, so we can’t really do anything. But.. I want more of your cock, and I think I just bruised a rib on my center counsel trying to suck on you. So, we can go back to your place, but no sex and no touching me. You just have to let me play with you for a bit until I calm down a little?

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Me: I don’t know… In situations like this I always ask myself, what would a good christian do? Ok, ok, I’ve never in my life asked myself that. I just said “ok, let’s go.. seriously, why haven’t you started your car yet? Car, house, now!!!” Or something like that.

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We get back to my house and she excuses herself to go to the restroom, while I head to the bedroom to make sure it’s presentable. As I’m picking up she walks back out of the bath room with her white button up shirt, two more buttons down and her black bra showing through. She walks over to me and starts to undo my jeans again as we start to kiss. She seems to have a singular focus though and within a few seconds my jeans are open, they’re half way down my hips and my cock is out and in her hands. She’s pulling and tugging on me pretty hard and seems to love feeling my cock in her hands. I undo the last few buttons on her shirt, and pull it back to see her bra and what look like C-cup breasts. She steps back from me and says “Take your jeans off, and get on the bed”. I do as I’m told, but I also throw my shirt off, so I’m just in my boxers as I lay back on the bed. She walks around to stand at the foot of the bed and she takes her shirt off all the way, so she’s in her black slacks and black bra.

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Marissa: Pull your boxers off and play with your cock, for me?

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Me: Only if you take your bra off, so I have something to stroke myself to?

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She nods yes and so pull my boxers off, she reaches back and undoes the clasp of her bra and lets it fall to the floor. She has perky breasts with dark brown nipples to go with her dark skin, and I start to stroke myself and she runs her hands over them. Pulling on her own breasts as she doesn’t take her eyes off my hand sliding up and down my cock. Then she undoes her pants and she slides them down off her curvy hips, to reveal rainbow striped cotton panties. They clearly don’t match with what else she was wearing and I don’t honestly give a fuck, but she pauses and says “I’m on my period, I didn’t think anyone would be seeing my panties, so don’t say a word” “and don’t stop playing with your cock”. I let out a stifled laugh and keep stroking my cock as she looks at me. She slides her hand down between her legs and starts to tease herself as she watches me. Then let’s out another “fuck” under her breath. And pulls her hand away.

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She crawls onto the bed and right up to my cock and she pulls my hand away, so I stop stroking myself. Then she slides her hand over my cock and trails her fingertips down my balls, she leans close and just looks at me, studying it, running her finger tips over it. She looks like she’s mesmerized by it.. then she says “I love your cock…” and before I can respond she’s wrapped her mouth around me and is starting to devour it. She’s a bit wild when it comes to her blowjob technique. She keeps suddenly dropping down, so I go deep into her throat and she gags a little each time, but she seems to love it and does it again and minute later. She pulls up for air a few moments later and trails of drool connect her lips to my cock as she’s gasping for ear, but then as soon as she has her breath back she drops down suddenly until she’s gagging on my cock again. She keeps doing this, repeating this over and over.

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I don’t even realize where her other hand is, but it’s massaging her pussy over her panties as she’s gagging on my cock. Then suddenly she stops her cycle of gagging and sucking, and it’s replaced by smothered moans. That’s when I realize where her other hand is, and she’s making herself cum with my cock in her mouth. She gasps and moans against my cock, holding it in her mouth as her body convulses and pulses with her orgasm. I can feel the vibrations of her moans inside my cock, and the warmth of her deep heavy breaths covering me. Then the convulsions stop and she seems to just be getting her breath back, but not once taking my cock out of her mouth, just holding me there, breathing, gasping, my cock in her mouth the entire time she tries to get her composure back. Then she starts to suck and kiss and slide over me with her tongue now. This is like a totally different blow job than the one she was giving me 5 minutes ago. This is the loving blowjob of a girlfriend, she’s adoring my cock now, kissing, licking her own drool off and just worshiping it.

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She stops… she slides up by body and starts to kiss me on the lips with that same passion. She whispers between kisses “I think I’m in love with your cock”. “I want to cum over and over with that cock in my mouth, please?”. As she strattles me, she reaches back behind herself and presses my cock against her wet panties. She rocks her hips and slides her panties up and down my shaft, her hand keeping my cock pressed against the fabric, her fingers holding me there adding another layer to the sensation. She keeps whispering to me between kisses. “I wish I wasn’t on my period” “I want that gorgeous cock inside me” “I want your cum inside me” “fuck” “I NEED your cum inside my tight little pussy” and that’s where I just lost it. I didn’t want to cum in that moment, I wanted to be inside her, or inside her mouth. But I let out a gasp and felt my cock start to suddenly pulse with pleasure as my cum coated her hand and her panties. She lingered and kept kissing me all through my orgasm, waiting until I was relaxed and catching my breath.

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She sat up on top of me, and said “I wish that was inside me..” and she brought her cum covered fingers to her lips and made a show of her licking them clean. Then she reached between her legs and rubbed her panties and said “Fuck, you got cum all over my panties, I’m soaked” and she closed her eyes and seemed to forget I was there as she rubbed my cum into her panties and sat ontop of me for what seemed like 5 or 10 minutes rubbing my cum into the cloth until she started to grind and moan and orgasm for a second time. While I just watched her her, an the way her body moved. This is the part I think about most when I’m alone.. Her, just rubbing my cum into her panties, pressing it against her pussy as he body moved and she forgot I was even there. She looked so hot..

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Then she collapsed ontop of me and we both dozed off for maybe 30-40 minutes… Then we had a second go.

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