It all started with drinks, me wearing black pants, black leather shoes and belt in a matching dotted texture. With a black dress shirt, smooth yet textured elegantly.
Her in a black dress, tight and curve hugging. Soft and silky, as she moved parts of the dress could reflect the light. Shining against her luscious dark skin, her bright red lips, shining as the light in the dark. But that was only one of many enticing parts of her. Slowly trailing your eyes down you’d come across her ample F cup breasts. Bursting against the hidden safety pin, placed to try to make it slightly more modest. The dark, brown skin against the silky and reflective black, sinking deep into the valley between, enticing and alluring. But that wasn’t what originally caught my attention to her, it was the tight, juicy and round ass. I first saw Amy in these tight black pants, her chest hidden in the shirt but that ass swaying proudly as she walked. Whispering to me, daring me, making me crave it’s smoothness under my fingers.
We arrive and get seated, before ordering champagne, after all we were there to celebrate. Neither of us had much a taste for champagne, although it wasn’t too bad.
Then we moved on, I ordered an old fashioned. Which I know might be weird, but I kind of got hooked on them after watching Mad Men and trying one out. Amy got this lavendar cocktail I forget the name of. Along with some bread and dips to nibble on (and hopefully slow down the alcohol)
We share some cheeky laughter, jokes, people watching before our drinks arrive. Mine a honey yellow colour, in a thick shirt glass. With the biggest ice cube I’ve seen in my life. It tastes good, but the after taste hits hard. Just how I like
But Amy’s drink is amazing. It’s a round glass filled with ice, dry ice and some lavendar, and propped inside it is a triangle glass, almost like a stemless Martini glass filled with a fragrant purple drink filled with glitter. The dry ice is smoking slowly, wafting the smell of lavendar towards us.
And it tastes almost as sweet as she does
We then go for a walk around the resort, hand holding sweetly. We end up going to a noodle bar to get something to eat. I have another beer and we talk more. By this stage, after all the sneaky kisses her lipstick is nearly completely gone, but she still looks as beautiful as ever.
** fun starts here **
We start to head to my car and head to mine, holding my hand the whole way. It isn’t until five minutes in, my hand on her thigh caressing her that she takes my hand, and slides it a little higher, just under her dress.
My hand slides up slowly, further and further, caressing along the way before reaching the edge of her panties. My fingers slide over her panties, creeping towards her slit before sliding up and down it slowly. Feeling the lace of her panties soak as I press harder, deeper, running up and down her slit and clicking a little on her clit.
She takes the iniative to remove her panties, leaning back and spreading her legs as wide as she can.
It’s a completely new experience relying entirely on touch as I focus on the road. I listen for her moans, I feel her body react to me and feel the wetness of her pussy develop as my fingers alternate between circling her clit and sliding inside her, to teasingly brush past her g spot before retreating again.
I can tell she’s getting close, as I feel the seat move as she grips hard, her legs tense and she pushes her hips towards my hand, grinding against me. I slide my fingers inside her again and focus on her g spot, my middle two fingers bending and pulling into it, alternating one finger at a time. I slowly increase pace and press harder until I feel her pussy clench around my fingers, I hear her long low moan as she cums on my fingers. Right as we stop at a red light, but at this stage I don’t think she really cares.
After taking a moment to gather herself, and for us to get moving again she starts grabbing at my belt, undoing it like a girl on a mission. Undoing my pants and rubbing my cock through my trunks. The trunks I chose to wear because I like how powerful my erections feel in them. Like a beast bursting out of a cage, but moving on.
Through the whole time I was half mast, probably the focus on driving at the time stopping me going fully hard. But that wasn’t going to he stopped this time. It didn’t take long of her rubbing me for my cock to feel like it was bursting the seams of my trunks trying to escape, and she sure helped him get his wish.
She pulled them down, fully exposing my cock before unbuckling her seatbelt and in one fluid motion engulfing my cock with her mouth. Straight down to the base, without any hesitation. Luckily I had my hands free now to focus on driving, because boy did I need it.
She was on a mission, and that mission was to take my cum down her throat, or see how long I could take it before pulling over and taking her then and there.
She tried everything, I felt her tongue wrapping around my cock, sliding up every ridge and vein as she thrust her mouth up and down on it. I felt perpetually on the edge of orgasm, but I think the stress of driving kept me from going over the edge.
I’d you’ve ever edged before, or experienced orgasm denial you’ll know the bliss of being held at the edge of orgasm. That was me for a solid 20 minutes, right until I pull up home, where I have to grab her throat, look into her eyes to show her the fucking she was about to receive. No words necessary…
So that concludes part 1…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m4s7ae/fm_cute_date_leads_to_amazing_road_head
Very hot start..