Paying Him Back

True Story

I went out on a date with a guy. It was our first time meeting so we decided a nice restaurant between our houses was a good idea. Neutral ground. It was a nice date. He was super sweet. But when we had been chatting he had told me how much he loved to tease in public and make his girls beg for him to fuck them so I’ll admit, I was hoping for just a bit of that. I know it was the first date and all but a girl can dream right?

We had a lot in common hobby wise and bonded over having family in the military and nosy brothers. The more we talked the more I started liking him. We finished up eating and he paid for dinner, even after I insisted I could cover my half. After he got his card back he offered to walk me to my car.

I have a habit of parking away from other cars because I’m afraid of someone scratching my car. So we’re walking back and he grabs my hand and is just being super sweet. Then we get to my car. I turn and we have that awkward stare, not sure if the other person wants to kiss. So I took the lead and gave him a light kiss. That seemed to be all he needed. His hand went from my side into my hair, pulling me against him.

It was the kind of kiss that’s rough and hard, any sign of a gentle man gone. He forced my mouth open and had his way with my tongue. His other hand came up to wrap around my throat and gave it a light squeeze. After making out for a few minutes he pulls back and removes his hand from my hair to squeeze my breast roughly while tightening his hand on my throat.

“You are such a dirty slut…” he bit my earlobe and I felt him grind his hard cock against me. “If you want to pay me back for dinner get on your knees.”

Not one to ignore an order, I got on my knees quickly and he undid his jeans, pulling his cock out. No underwear. God that’s hot…

He grabs the back of my head and I lean forward, licking the head of his cock before taking it in my mouth. Sucking on it softly at first, he lets me set the pace as I move my head back and forth slowly. My tongue runs up and down his length as he groans quietly, gripping my hair a bit tighter.

“Take that cock… Such a good slut…” He lightly slaps my face as I pull back. “Play with my balls. Make me cum in that pretty mouth.”

I did as he asked, rolling and tugging his balls in my hand as I moved my head faster and started sucking him harder. I could hear people coming out of the restaurant, laughing and talking. Thank god I had parked further from other cars.

He heard them too and decided to take control. He started thrusting his hips, fucking my face. I let him, loving how he made the decisions. He decided when I could catch my breath. He decided how much of his cock could fit into my mouth. Tears running down my face, spit sliding down my chin. A completely dirty slut.

I could feel my pussy soaking through my pants (I don’t believe in wearing panties) and tried to adjust myself. It earned me a slap on the face and I held still as he fucked my face harder. Finally he moaned loudly and shoved his cock all the way into my mouth and I could feel his cock twitching. His cum slid down my throat in hot spurts.

Once he finished he pulled back and zipped up his jeans, looking down at me. He wiped the tears off my face and the spit from my chin, cleaning his hands on his jeans, then helped me stand. Pressing his lips gently against mine he gave my waist a gentle squeeze and opened my car door.

“Dinner was great. Maybe next time we can meet at mine?” He was back to being the sweet man from inside and I felt wetter knowing he could switch back and forth so quickly.

“I’ll bring dessert?”

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/m07262/paying_him_back