MAYBE A ONE NIGHT STAND … MAYBE MORE? [mf] [mast] [oral] [creampie]

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She’d been fucking Elliot for a few weeks, now. They met on Tinder and did the standard coffee meet and greet to make sure they got along, that the photos matched reality, and, most importantly, that they didn’t get a strong creeper vibe. At the end of the date, they parted ways and even though he offered to drive her home, adhering to first date protocol, she opted against it.

In Kate’s Uber drive home, she noticed her panties were damp. She was horny. It was all she could do to hold herself together until she was back upstairs in her apartment. She was a woman on a mission, stripping her clothes off in a hurry as she made a beeline for the bed.

Diving under the covers, she grabbed her vibrator, turned it on and gave herself three back to back orgasms. So relaxed, she got up, forgetting that her blinds were open. She gave her next door neighbor a full show while she went to the kitchen and then stood, resting on her island, eating an apple. Her cunt was still dripping down her inner thighs as she composed herself.

Her Tinder bio was very, very brief: “Nothing serious.”

As a result, her inbox was constantly flooded with messages. Most cut right to the chase, asking lewd questions in place of friendly greetings: “Spit or swallow,” one would ask. “Bush or no bush?” Another asked. “Anal on the first date? Y or N?” But Elliot’s message, though similar, was not lewd at all.

“I see we’re looking for something similar,” he said with the eyeglass face emoji.

Kate didn’t care much for romance. She preferred to be alone. But a woman still had needs. And if she posted a lengthier bio, she might attract guys who were looking for girlfriends. The downside of a brief bio like hers was the creepers. Elliot, though, was no creeper.

Kate couldn’t stop thinking about him. She was horny. She needed to be fucked. Hard. As she tossed and turned on her sofa, debating whether or not to text him, HE actually texted HER.

“Hey,” he wrote. “I really enjoyed meeting you today.”

“Same!” She wrote back. “Actually, I was just thinking about you.”

“Were you?” He asked.

“I was. I like that you’re in the same boat as me, re: relationships. Do … you wanna come over? A girl’s got needs.”

“Sure,” he said, playing it cool.

She sent him her address, he got dressed and drove to her place, parking outside. He’d never had a legit one night stand before. What was the protocol for this sort of thing? Make small talk? Rip off her clothes and make love to her? Something in between?

When he knocked, she opened the door wearing a silk bathrobe.

“Wow,” he said. “You look as cute as ever.”

She kissed him deeply, stepped back, and undid her robe, dropping it onto the floor, exposing her nude body to him. She was fit, toned, beautiful. She had a small bush, firm 34C breasts. Her pink nipples were rock hard. Her long brown hair cascaded down her shoulders. She bit her bottom lip and held out her hand. He took it and she escorted him to the bedroom, where he immediately undressed.

He stepped out of his boxer briefs while she watched. She sat back in her bed, spreading her legs. He looked down. Her flowering pussy lips were waxed. Her cunt was dripping wet, running down her inner thighs.

“Hi,” he said.

“Hey,” she said as she called him closer.

He crawled into the bed and leaned forward, kissing her on the lips. He kissed her cheek, ear, and then neck. She moaned as he continued to kiss her breasts, sucking her nipples, and kissing her flat, toned stomach. She broke out in goosebumps as he ran his hands down her thighs. He looked up at her and smiled.

“You’re beautiful,” he said as he disappeared between her legs, kissing her legs, running his tongue up and down her thighs.

She was squirming with delight as he slid a finger into her. She exhaled heavily with delight as he continued to tease, kissing her thighs. Her heart was pounding. She was breathing faster and faster.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Mmm,” Elliot moaned as he licked her juices up. He continued to softly finger her.

“I can’t take it,” she giggled. “Please. Please eat my pussy.”

Elliot looked up at her and winked.

“If you say so …”

He exhaled, running his tongue ever so softly over her lips, but completely bypassing her clit. He dragged his tongue to her inner thigh and back over her lips. Lower and lower until he was giving her a rimjob, licking her asshole while her fingers resisted the urge to rub her clit.

Suddenly, she couldn’t take it. She touched her aching pussy, but Elliot playfully whacked her hand away.

“Uh-uh,” he said. “You let me take care of that.”

He pressed his tongue onto her clit and licked and sucked.

“Ohhh goddddd,” Kate moaned as he fingered her pussy and sucked her clit. She was writhing with delight as he continued, fingering her faster and faster until she was soaking the top sheet.

“I need you inside of me,” Kate begged.

Elliot stood up. She looked down at his erection with great excitement, nodding as he guided himself slowly, into her.

“Ohhh,” she moaned as he slid in with ease. “I need this.”

“You feel so good,” he whispered as he glided in and out, slowly. Kate hoisted her legs up and put them over his shoulders so he could fuck her even deeper. And that’s exactly what he did as he began to pick up the pace.

“Fucking hell!” She shouted. “Oh GOD you’re deep. You’re so deep. How’s my pussy feel?”

“So good. You’re so tight.”

Her lips wrapped around his shaft as he pumped. She rubbed her clit as he fucked her.

“Take me from behind,” she begged.

Kate rolled over and presented herself to him. Her asshole was tight, pink, and beautiful. He couldn’t stop looking at it as he put his hands on her hips and fucked her pussy. Kate had a perfect butt. The faster he fucked, the creamier his cock got. Kate really WAS horny. His cock was coated in her grool.

“Fuck me harder,” she begged.

Elliot picked up the pace, driving himself into her. He slapped her ass and pumped away, over and over.

“Let me have a taste,” she whispered.

Elliot pulled himself from her. She spun around and rolled onto her stomach. She lifted her feet to the ceiling, excitedly swinging her legs back and forth as she rested on her elbows. She looked at his creamy cock.

“Wow,” she said. “Look at that.”

Kate opened her mouth and took him down her throat, sucking on his cock. She deep throated him with ease. Her eyes watered as she looked at him. She slurped all of her juices from his cock, bobbing up and down, choking herself softly on his cock. Kate stood and escorted him to a chair in her bedroom. He sat down and she sat on top, riding him, kissing him, pressing her breasts against his chest. Her pussy was perfect. His cock was perfect. She rode him, slowly, savoring every moment, running her nails down his chest as he exhaled.

“This is amazing,” he whispered.

“You’re amazing,” she said. “I want you to cum inside of me.”

He nodded as she began to ride him just a little faster. She never took her eyes off of him. Up and down. Up and down. Slowly. He began to nod. He was close. She could feel his cock pulsing inside of her. She could feel it getting even harder. She could feel his veins against her.

“God, yes,” she whispered.

“I’m gonna cum,” he said as he ejaculated into her. His cock throbbed as he came. She could feel his cock. He could feel his sperm rush down his cock as he continued to pump himself into her.

“Oh god,” she whispered. “I feel you. I feel you.”

Elliot nodded until he was finished, his hands firmly wrapped around her hips. He slowly stopped guiding her up and down until he gulped and exhaled.

“Wow,” he said.

Kate slid up and hovered as his cum poured out of her and onto his cock. She slid off of him and got down between his legs, holding his cock in her hand.

“What a mess,” she said, giggling.

She licked and slurped his cum into her mouth, kissing and sucking his cock until he was sufficiently cleaned.

“I really needed that,” she whispered. “Thank you.”

Elliot leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

“You’re *very* welcome,” he said, laughing.

She stood and retrieved her robe from the floor, putting it on. Elliot stood, not sure whether he should leave immediately or linger and chat for a moment … or somewhere in between.

“Maybe I’ll call you sometime?” She asked.

“Whenever you need me,” he said. “I’ll be here.”

“Okay,” Kate said, smiling.

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