We’re skipping ahead to DILF #4, because DILF #3 is a much longer, wilder story.
DILF #4 was 32 and in fact, a daddy. We went our for drinks at this bougie expensive older crowd kind of bar by me. We drank and chatted on this couch and started to cuddle and get closer while we laughed and talked. He was funny and very cute, and him telling me about his kid just made me wanna fuck him even more. But I had to behave myself.
We spent so long talking at this bar that we didn’t realize everyone else had left and the bartender was kicking us out. We weren’t ready to call it a night yet, so we went to another bar. Another long island for me, and for fun he suggested tequila shots. Whenever I take a tequila shot the night ends up way crazier than I expected, and this night was no exception.
As the alcohol starts to hit, I can’t stop staring at him and laughing. He takes his cue to kiss me, and I’m so entranced I can’t let go. I could have made out with him for hours. We’re in the middle of this bar and people are probably staring and all I want to do is taste more of him.
Eventually we finish our drinks and decide we need to get the fuck out of there and go outside, but now it’s POURING. You know those autumn nights where the rain is just heavy and constant and soaking? It was that. Luckily, I brought my umbrella. He offers to drive me back to where I parked my car, but his car is a bit of a walk. Logically, I pull him under my umbrella and start kissing him in the rain.
We hid under a tree, under my umbrella, kissing in the rain probably for another 10 minutes. At this point I’m drunk, and I want him. We’re getting handsy under the umbrella but it’s a little awkward, but making out in the rain never felt so hot. I was getting soaked…….
Eventually he grabs me by the hand and pulls me into his car. We both jump into the backseat and I throw the umbrella on the floor of the car while I lay down on the seat and keep kissing him. God, he was such a good kisser, I just couldnt get enough. I wanted to taste more of him. We’re making out in the backseat and the rain is pouring down on the car and he’s biting my neck and grabbing my tits from under my sweater and all I can think about is how bad I need him in my mouth.
I get up so I can unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down, and I whip out a beautiful, fat cock. I dive in, ready to slobber all over it, and the sound of him moaning gets me even more hot and bothered. I lick his cock up and down, I kiss the head, I suck on his balls and then start to play with them while I really get to work bobbing up and down on his slobbery cock. I take him all the way in, then slap his dick on my mouth for fun. Then back to deepthroating. He can’t take it for too long and starts moaning that he’s gonna cum. I take him even deeper down my throat and swallow every delicious drop. I can’t remember the last time I swallowed cum before then. It had been so long. I had stopped giving me ex BJs ages ago because he kept pissing me off or we’d just end up having sex. But the need to suck off this DILF consumed me. Knowing how potent his sperm was made it that much more delicious. I licked every last drop up, then looked up and kissed him. This time, it was my turn.
He pulled my pants off and dove his face into my pussy. I was so wet already, but his beard scratching my thighs while the rain poured down on the car was a special type of pleasure. He fingered me and let me have a taste of his fingers, and I looove tasting myself on someone else. It was so hot. Ugh.
Eventually he drove me back to my car. When I got home I stepped in a giant puddle and got totally soaked. Still went upstairs and masturbated thinking about swallowing all his cum. We had another fun night, but I just remember that being one of my favorite first dates.