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I kept thinking about Jonah’s proposal. Months had gone by now and we still hadn’t fucked. He was such a tease. Sure, we’d fooled around, but I was craving cock by this point. It just never seemed to happen.
Jonah hadn’t mentioned impregnating me again either, not since that first date confession of his. I had tried getting him drunk and gently nudging at the topic but he either didn’t get the hint or didn’t want to discuss it again.
So now it’s time for date number 7. It’s November now and really starting to get cold. This time he was taking me to dinner and the ballet. He knew I loved the ballet so he surprised me with great seats as usual. He picked me up in an Uber and we had a light dinner with cocktails at a cozy place near the theater. Afterwards we walked over to the theater and found our seats.
He looked handsome as ever, wearing a black tuxedo this time. He looked very dapper. I wore a formal dress in my signature color: green. It was a deep emerald color with delicate straps and a plunging neckline. It cinched in to accentuate my small waist and flowed out over my hips with a high slit up the thigh. I wore black pumps over my fresh pedicure.
The usher showed us to our seats. We were in a box with one other older couple and the remaining two seats were empty. The lights dimmed and Jonah took my hand, resting it in his on his thigh. We smiled at each other and listened as the music began to play.
It was a lovely performance. At intermission I scampered off to the ladies room to freshen up. I was also wearing a new set of lingerie for the occasion. I love to dress up, so I take any chance I can get. I noticed a little wet patch in my panties. Just being around Jonah turned me on. We’d done some flirting but nothing so saucy that I could justify getting wet like this. I paused for a moment and bit my lip. I pulled out my phone and took a pic of my wet panties and sent it to Jonah as a tease with the caption “look what you do to me”. I wonder what stunt he’d pull this time.
I got myself redressed went to check my makeup at the mirrors. I looked around and noticed all the other women doing the same. I love being surrounded by women in their finest outfits, all dressed up to impress. Hair made, makeup done, everyone in heels. The bathroom is a great place to give and receive compliments at these events and I love complimenting a woman. Compliments hit different when they’re woman to woman.
I made my way back out into the crowd and I noticed Jonah at a distance. To my delight, he’d gotten us each a drink. He always seemed to know just what I wanted. He noticed me almost instinctively and smirked at me as I approached him through the crowd. I wondered if he had gotten my text.
He handed me my drink and the lights dimmed, signaling us that the show was about to continue. I quickly drank my cocktail as Jonah watched me quietly. Had he gotten my text? Why wasn’t he saying anything?
“You look amazing tonight. That’s a wonderful color on you. It really brings out your eyes.” He said as I continued sucking down my drink in the quickest but most ladylike way possible.
“Thank you! I planned it that way. Green is my best color. I’m sure you’ve noticed a lot of it in my wardrobe.” I said, very logically. He chuckled in response. I’ve never been great at taking compliments with grace. I finished my drink and set it on a nearby table. I took his arm and we headed back to our seats.
Did he get my text or not?! I found myself wondering again.
We settled in and enjoyed the rest of the show. I loved watching the ballerinas twirl about. Again, I love a good costume, so I had my eyes locked on the show the whole evening. I wasn’t sure if Jonah expressed the same interest, but I certainly wasn’t focused on him. We exchanged a few glances but he let me enjoy the show. He rested his hand on my thigh a few times but he was the perfect gentleman.
Afterwards we walked to a nearby bar for a few drinks. Many people had the same idea, as we weren’t the only ones there dressed up. After our first drink, I heard Jonah whisper into my ear “I like the rest of your outfit too. Are those lacy panties for me?”
That rascal. He HAD seen the text.
I smiled and shook my head. “I wasn’t sure you’d gotten my text.”
“I got it right away. I’ll admit I was pretty surprised. I had no idea I had such an effect on you.” He said smugly.
“Sure.” I said taking another sip of my drink. “So why didn’t you tell me you got it?”
“I was curious if I could double down. I figured I’d let you enjoy the rest of the show and follow up now. I wonder if the… situation… is the same.” he said and kissed me softly.
“I wonder.”
“Go take another pic for me. This time of your pussy.” He said calmly, whispering into my ear again.
I let out a loud laugh. Unbelievable. Onto his games this time, I said “What’s in it for me?”
He nipped at my earlobe and said “Oh believe me, you’ll get your reward tonight.”
I felt my body tingle. Was tonight the night he’d finally fuck me? I was definitely wet now. These two months of foreplay were agonizing.
“A reward, huh? What kind of reward? I want to know what I’m getting myself into.” I replied.
“You’ll see. Don’t keep me waiting.” He said as I felt him gently push me away.
I took the hint and made my way to the bathroom. I pulled down my panties and, as expected, he’d succeeded in making me even more wet. I gave my clit a quick rub and spread my lips apart with two fingers, exposing my clit and wet little hole. Some strings of slippery cum formed between my fingers. I angled the camera and took the shot. I made sure to be extra careful not to send it to the wrong person, as I was clearly buzzed. I got myself redressed, lingering a bit as I enjoyed the feeling of my hands running across my body.
I returned to the bar area, sliding into my seat next to Jonah. He had ordered me another drink as well as a ride back to my place. He told me to finish up and he’d take me home. Again, no mention of whether or not he’d received the saucy text from me. He put his hand on my low back as I started drinking. He watched me calmly as I giggled and sucked it down. I threw my head back and finish the last of it, returning the glass to the countertop with a bit too much force. It’s times like this I really felt my age. He was always so composed and I was throwing back this gimlet like a shot of tequila at a bachelorette party.
“Ready?” He asked, smiling devilishly. I nodded as I looked around the room. We gathered our things and head to the car out front. He was quiet on the ride. That last drink was catching up to me and I loved to watch the lights pass out the car window. I love the way the city lights up at night. I felt his warm hand on my thigh, reminding me of where I was and what was happening. I looked at him and smiled.
We approached my apartment and he walked me in, as usual. We kissed out front of my door and he whispered into my ear “I got your text. Good girl.” My eyes darted to meet his. I smirked. Without saying anything, I opened my front door, went in, and waited there with it open. He smirked and walked in, closing it behind him.
Finally, I’d gotten this man to come into my apartment.
I started kissing him passionately, taking off his coat and jacket. I hoped he didn’t mind that I tossed them on the floor. We continued kissing and he grabbed me tightly by the waist with both hands, pulling me into him as he kissed my neck. I moaned and moved my hair out of the way for him. He continued kissing lower, down to my cleavage and I felt his warm hand slide into my bra and cup my breast. He popped out my nipple and began sucking and licking it ravenously. I moaned with delight as he pulled me close.
Suddenly he stood up and flipped me around, pressing me up against the kitchen counter. He moved my hair to the side and slowly unzipped my dress. The straps felt to my side and I felt a chill. I felt him pressed up against me from behind and I bent forward, putting my forearms on the cool counter top. He put one hand on my shoulder and with the other rubbed up and down the length of my back, moving my dress out of the way. I heard him growl. I could feel how hard he was. I looked back over my shoulder at him expectantly.
He reached under me grabbing my breast and pulling me back up towards him. He kissed my neck from behind and down my back. I could hear him breathing heavily, trying to keep his composure. He unzipped my dress the rest of the way and it fell to the floor, leaving me in nothing but my lingerie and my heels. I turned around and looked at him.
He took a step back and looked me up and down. “Did you wear this for me? I like it. But you’d look even better without it.”
I chuckled. “Not until you take some of this off” I said, gesturing towards him. I kicked my dress out of the way and started unbuttoning his shirt. He stood there, steady and calm, as I undressed him. He kicked off his shoes and just as I was about to do the same he stopped me and said “no, keep the heels on. I like you at my eye level.” I smiled and complied. I got to his pants, unbuttoned them, and let them fall. He kicked them away and I began to kneel down, taking off his boxers when he stopped me and pulled me back up. “Not yet.” He said.
Ugh. So close. I stood back up and we started kissing again. We kissed there for a while, him grabbing my ass and pulling me close to him. I was so wet by this point. I wanted to get things going to I took off my bra and tossed it aside. He instinctively started licking and sucking on my nipples, one at a time, really taking his time.
Finally, I felt his hand between my legs. He immediately pulled it back and looked at me “Wow you’re so wet you’re soaking through your panties. I’ll help you with that.” He kneeled down and pulled down my panties. He tossed them to the side and looked up at my briefly before he started licking my clit. I leaned my ass back against the counter and spread my legs for him. He licked and sucked and slid his fingers in and out of me while I moaned. My legs must have started trembling because he took his hands and braced me, grabbing each thigh tightly as he continued tonguing my clit.
He stood up quickly, flipped me around again, and bent me over the counter. I rested on the cool counter and felt his fingers rubbing up and down my slit from behind. He grabbed a handful of ass and shook it a bit while he grunted. I looked over my shoulder and noticed him stroking his cock while he looked at my pussy.
“Are you finally going to fuck me?” I almost couldn’t believe the words that came out of my mouth. Brazen, to say the least. I was so ready for it; I had nothing to lose at this point.
“Oh you want me to fuck you, huh? Is that what you want?” he said from behind me, his hand still tightly grabbing my ass cheek.
“Yes, please, god, fuck me already.” I said desperately
I gasped as I felt the head of his cock at my entrance. FINALLY God yes FINALLY I’d get to feel him inside of me. He teased me for a moment, just with the head. His hand rubbed up and down my back. I felt him grab my shoulder and not an instant later I felt him thrust into me suddenly. I yelled out and he thrust into me again, pulling me towards him by the shoulders as my nipples brushed against the cool countertop.
I moaned deeply as he continued thrusting into me, his thick cock filling me up. I couldn’t believe how thick he was, it almost hurt. It was a good thing I’d been wet all night or it might have. I moaned with delight, I had been waiting two months for his cock. I’d been so patient with his constant teasing.
His hands moved down to my hips as he continued thrusting into me deeply. I melted onto the countertop, my cheek resting against it, mouth hanging open, as I experienced his thrusts. After a few minutes of this I was ready to cum, and announced it to him. He didn’t change anything, just kept pumping away steadily. I came all over his cock and he kept pumping. Luckily my weight was supported by the counter because I could feel my legs getting weak.
I reached around each side and grabbed my ass, pulling my cheeks apart so he could go even deeper. He picked up his pace slightly and I moaned with encouragement. He was going to make me cum again if he kept going. With each deep thrust I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. I loved the sound of his body pounding against mine.
I felt another orgasm coming and this time announced it only with my sounds. My moans got louder and my breathing quickened. He picked up his pace in return as I started to cum again. I felt myself getting so wet and I heard him grunting with pleasure as my pussy gripped his cock in waves. I noticed him grunting more and his breathing quickened too. I wondered if he was going to tell me when he was close.
Just then he made a few extra deep thrusts and I felt myself being filled up with his cum. His thrusts slowed and I started to feel his cum seeping out of me and running down my thigh. He pressed himself deep inside of me and reached around and found my clit. He started rubbing me, rubbing my clit with the cum that was seeping out of me. It felt amazing and strangely dirty, so I let him continue.
He pressed his soft cock into me and kept rubbing. I squirmed and moaned and started getting close to orgasm again. To my surprise, I felt his cock getting hard again. It hadn’t been long at all, so I wasn’t sure what was happening. I pressed myself back into it, making sure I was feeling correctly. I could feel his cock growing inside of me. He started fucking me slowly with his own cum for lubrication. It was an incredible feeling and I asked, between breaths, “how are you already hard again? Don’t you need a break?”
He replied happily “That was my break. I can get hard right after I cum, it just takes a little longer after each time. I’m ready to fill you up again.”
I gasped and giggled gleefully, collapsing back onto the counter. I didn’t know that was possible. Just as my mind started wandering, combing through everything I knew about the male anatomy, he started thrusting into me deeply again, full cock.
Oh boy, here we go again.
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