Dinner date into risky creampie [MF]

Sunday evening and I’m winding down getting ready for bed since I have work on Monday. I’m layed down watching TV and flirting with a couple girls on my phone when I get a new follow request on IG. I accept and it’s not long before this attractive petite blonde is messaging me. Im honestly a little surprised because she’s definitely not the type that would normally send me a message first. We’re casually flirting and she’s asking questions about who I am and what I do for work, and the things I like. She’s 21, 5’2, former dancer so she’s built but not as toned as she used to be. Blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a pretty face, recent brace removal had given her a really nice smile. Monday comes and we’re texting on snapchat and she asks if I’d like to meet her for dinner that night.

I have no plans after the gym so I find out what kind of restaurants she likes and we make plans. After we agreed on things she starts getting a little bit more sexual, something I’d honestly been avoiding due to the “Jesus first” in her IG bio. I tease her about needing to behave, and she mentions she can do more than just dance routines, I ask her what she means and she says she’d just have to show me ? Im immediately fantasizing this tiny blonde with a bubble butt grinding in my lap. So many winky faces were dropped in the following conversation it was obvious she wanted more than just dinner.

I get to the restaurant and get out table and wait for awhile, and when she says she’s there I meet her at the lobby. She looked really good in heeled boots, yoga pants and a sweater. I greet her with a hug and rather than pulling apart when we begin to walk to our table she huddle to my side and I enjoy placing my hand on the small of her back. Instead of seating across from me she sits on to my side at this square table and our knees are just barely touching. We talk and exchange questions, and order drinks. Soon we’re margaritas and talking and flirting and I’m touching her thigh and her hip and we kiss halfway though dinner. The kiss was almost immediately intimate and were fighting not to make out in this semi busy restaurant. We honestly didn’t have much in common but with the aid of alcohol I was definitely feeling some chemistry.

Soon we’re making out by her car and I’m grabbing her ass through her yoga pants and pressing my cock against her through my sweats. She reaches down to grab it and I bite her lip and start to pull away to point to my car so she can follow me home.

We get to my house and my roommates turned the porch light off so we giggle as she struggles up my awkward stair case in the dark, and I’m groping her causing her to stumble even worse. We get to my room and manage to hold off just long enough to smoke a little bit of weed together like we discussed at the restaurant . She’s never used a pipe before so I take a hit and then position her in my lap, her facing away from me and hold the pipe to her lips. I light it and she takes a drag and I give her a moment to relax. I take another hit myself and suddenly the flood gates are open.

I didn’t even manage to put my pipe and lighter off the bed before I was kissing her neck and sliding my hands down her slim body. She had small but perky breasts with tiny pink nipples that stayed hard the whole night. I start rubbing her through her yoga pants and I can literally feel the heat and moisture, something that gets me even more aroused than I already was. I slide my hands inside her pants and rub my finger down into her lips and toy with her sopping wet pussy. I’m feeling the folds and shape and I realize she has this cute innie pussy with everything neatly trimmed the way I like it.

Im hungry again, something about being stoned and a well groomed pussy just drives me into the only kind of munchies I get from weed. I toss her on her back and start kissing my way down her petite body and soon I’m pulling her pants off, thong along with one sock.

Her pussy was perfect, pink and glistening and I had already decided I was gonna eat my way to this girl’s heart. I knelt down on the floor, her legs dangling slightly off the bed and pulled her closer to my face as I kissed her tummy and inner thighs. I laid kisses around her mound and slowly worked my way towards her slit tasting her flesh. When I finally had my mouth on her pussy she gasped and I gradually built up a steady pace of sliding my tongue inside her and rubbing her clit with broad strokes. She eventually tensed up clenching me with her thighs and smiled and I stood smiling back. I reached my hand down to dig my fingers inside her and curl my fingers against her g spot. I pumped against her for a moment before she moaned to not go so deep and pulled them back an inch to rub against her in a different spot. I built my tempo up and she moaned “yes daddy” before shyly asking if she could even call me daddy. I picked up intensity and leaned over sucking her nipples and kissing her body until I could feel her hips rising as she gushed on my palm.

I rose and stripped my clothes off, I’m in pretty good shape with a decent cock, and I grinned as she lay there watching me take everything off. I crawled on top of her I moved to kiss her and she turned her head vaguely mentioning something about where my face has been. I laughed and wiped some of her juices off my chin and grabbed her neck to kiss her anyways. She immediately caved and kissed me back and I asked her if she liked the way she tasted. She didn’t answer but licked my lips and tongue and soon I was pulling her to sit on top of me.

She rubbed herself on my cock raw and I was thinking to grab a condom at this point when she started working my cock inside her on her own. The warm wet embrace of her entrance overtook my sense of reason and I groaned with pleasure as she sank down on my cock. My brain was still telling me I could still pull out and grab a condom eventually but my body had decided it was too late. She ground herself onto my cock and I was honestly struggling not to erupt, every now and then she would start moving faster and I’d grab her hips and growl at her to slow down. She’d slow for a moment before picking up pace again and laughing as I struggled not to cum. I told her to slow down, that she was going to make me cum inside her but she didn’t seem to care.

Tired of the torture I eventually pushed her off and mounted her from behind fucking her in doggy style for a moment before pushing her flat against my mattress. I seated my cock deep inside her, deeper than she was willing to go when she was riding me and told her I was going to cum soon.

She moaned for me to cum for her, “cum for me daddy” I bit her ear and asked her where she wanted it. No answer. “Where do you want my cum?” she hesitantly said to cum on her ass. I whispered “that’s not what you seemed to want earlier, I think you want my cum inside you.”

At this point I’m so close to bursting, I’m honestly just dirty talking as this is something I’ve done with girls and exes in the past. Ive always pulled out with everyone but my last 4 year relationship and a girl I fooled with who had her tubes tied.

Occasionally a girl will play along and ask for it, maybe even beg for me to cum inside them. Usually they tense up and plead for me not to and I pull out and cum wherever they originally asked.

This girl did more than play along, she asked for it, begged for it, and pressed her whole body back against me and worked for it. At some moment I hit the point of no return and slowed to a halt to pull out and cum and she pushed back hard and and started rapidly grinding against me.

I snapped, and groaned “Fuck you just made me cum” and grabbed her hips and started hammering her into my mattress. The got so loud, started panting “yes daddy! Cum in me” I had one of the most intense climaxes of my life and continued to fuck her now cum filled pussy with absolute abandon. And that’s when she seemed to go crazy. She started saying things like “mmmm baby daddy” and “I guess we’re meant to be together aren’t we? ” and other vague romanticisms like she’d known me for so much longer than one dinner. We switch to missionary and as we’re kissing and fucking and she says she loves me. My brains in absolute melt down and I don’t reply but only slow down a little bit. She asks me if I have anything to say and I stammer out that I take a lot longer to think about things like that.

We keep fucking and I’m honestly mixed with so much anxiety that I don’t understand how I stayed hard but I did, continued to pump away at her until I came again.

More happened that night and again in the morning but her pussy was sore so it was a different kind of fucking than the crazy drunk/high animalistic sex we first had.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/aea2ol/dinner_date_into_risky_creampie_mf