The British are Cumming.

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Date Night with Jonty

I arrived first and grabbed a booth in the dimly lit downtown bar. Jonty texted me that he was parking and would be just a few minutes. We had chatted a couple of days and I was looking forward to meeting this handsome young man who was fairly new to town being born and raised in England. I hadn’t really gone out with any foreigners unless you count Canadians.

    He hugged me hello and grabbed us some drinks. I loved his accent right away. He also had a great smile and we had a good time getting to each other. Jonty had been transferred to Phoenix for his job and was enjoying it. We laughed quite a bit and soon I was moving next to Jonty in the booth instead of across from one another. He put one hand on my thigh and the other under my hair on the back of my neck as he leaned into kiss me.

    It was fairly obvious that our first date was going well and we’d probably be going back to his place. He continued to rub my legs, slipping his hand under my dress up to my panties. He complimented my knee high black boots telling me that it’s going to be so sexy to slowly unzip them and take them off. We seemed to have similar views and sexual preferences. I thought that our sexual chemistry would be good and I was soon being invited back to Jonty’s place.

     He poured us drinks and we sat down on his couch. He kissed me again and his hands began to wander. He laughed when I showed him my “mrs Sexy” panties and then promptly removed them. He pushed me onto my back on the couch and slid the zipper of my boots down. Jonty looked up at me and smiled a naughty little smirk. He removed my boots and pushed up my dress as he positioned himself between my thighs. I think just hearing his accent giving me little instructions was making me wet.

    I had only had one sip of my drink and Jonty’s tongue was already on my clit as he used his fingers to rub around my pussy commenting on my wetness. He gently grazed his tongue down toward my asshole and used his fingers to rub my clit now as he teased my ass. He grabbed under my thighs and lifted my hips upward as he continued to lick and moan into my ass. He seemed to enjoy tending to me and I could feel myself nearing orgasm. He slid a finger into my ass, licked and kissed my ass, and grazed my clit with his other hand. I could feel myself throbbing as I came to his touch.

    I laughed as I asked if I could have some of my drink now. I had to catch my breath a moment. He came back from the kitchen and I stood up to kiss him in the living room. My dress was lifted over my head and he only briefly fumbled with my bra as he continued kissing me. I felt his erection pressing against me. He caressed my breasts and kissed my nipples. I got down on my knees and took his cock out of his pants, letting them fall to the ground.

     I looked up at the handsome Englishman and he looked down at me as he toyed with my hair. I licked the palm of my hand and wrapped it around the head of his cock. I leaned down to lick his balls, taking one and then the other into my mouth as I stroked the head of his cock. I ran my tongue up his shaft and smacked Jonty’s cock on my tongue.

    I spit on the head before wrapping my lips around his hard cock. I slid it back to my throat. He pulled my hair and reached down to put his hand around my neck. I reminded him that I don’t do choking but he just lightly held it as if he wanted to feel it change with his cock going in and out of my throat. He was starting to thrust his hips forward as I took his cock in and out of my mouth.

    I wiped the drool off my chin and stroked him firmly before I took Jonty’s cock back to my mouth. He was getting a little more aggressive as he fucked my mouth causing me to gag. My husband has always told me that men enjoy the gag reflex on their cock and Jonty seemed no exception. He was breathing heavy and started to moan before popping it out of my mouth, kind of stepping back, presumably resisting the urge to cum.

     He pulled me up to standing, kissed and caressed me as he began walking towards his bed. I was walking backwards so I had to trust he was watching where we were going. I bumped into the bed and kind of fell back into it. He laid down next to me as we continued fondling one another. He put on a condom and slid his cock into me as he continued kissing me. He moved my legs around as I was on my back to get deeper into me. He reached under me and slipped his finger into my ass. He held gently onto my neck again, looking into my eyes, and continuing to pound me.

     I was rolled onto my side but we were still facing one another as he fucked me and ran his hands down my body, fondling my breasts as I dug my nails into his back. I figured he liked it a bit rough and some guys like fingernails. I asked him and he said yes that he liked it all. I slid my hands down to his ass and pulled him into me, before I let my own finger rub down towards his ass. I couldn’t quite reach but he seemed to enjoy the tease of my finger just being at the very start of his crack and began moaning.

   We rolled over again so that I was on top. I leaned down to kiss him before sitting upright to ride Jonty’s cock. He rubbed my clit as I leaned back a bit, moaning with my new lover’s touch. He smacked my ass and grabbed my hips, thrusting upward. I was close to cumming so I rubbed my clit until I could feel myself pulsating on his cock. He smiled at me as I caught my breath and asked me to lay on my stomach as he got on top of my back, squeezing his cock between my thighs and sliding his cock back inside of me. Jonty held me closely and came shortly thereafter with a deep thrust.

    After a little clean up and cuddle, we stepped outside to his yard so I could finally finish my drink and have a cigarette. We agreed that the chemistry seemed good and both had a great first date. We chatted and laughed some more before heading back in. It had gotten late so I was collecting my things, like shoving my bra into my purse that I couldn’t be bothered to put back on. I sat down on the couch to put my boots back on and Jonty sat down next to me.

      He leaned over to kiss me again and played with my hair. The kiss didn’t stop. He put his hand under my hair again on my neck and leaned me back. I thought it was a good night kiss but it was becoming clearer that the young man, fully erect again, was ready for another round. He was kind of on top of me on the couch again as he caressed my body and my dress was being hiked up. I could feel myself becoming wet with desire again myself. This time he put on a condom and slid into me with little foreplay. He held me close and kissed me as he fucked me. I was surprised that the first round lasted well over an hour and this time he seemed to be ready to cum already. I didn’t mind not cumming in this round as I already had two orgasms so it only seemed fair. It was very sexy to be held as he looked at me, moaned,and came rather quickly for this round. A lovely good night fuck.

-Juliet Adelaide

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