Sean and I had been chatting for several days, and had quickly discovered some common interests. Our messages had become dirty very quickly and we were both eager to meet. Unfortunately he was out of town for a few days, so in the meantime he had kept us both entertained by providing me with tasks to complete, including my [post from the train station](https://redd.it/438eri).
He arrived back on Sunday afternoon and sent me a message almost immediately, asking if I was free for a quick drink. I’d had a terrible day at work and was completely exhausted, but the prospect of finally meeting Sean in person was too tempting to refuse. “Sure”, I replied. “Where would you like to meet?”.
“How soon can you get to Galbraith’s?” he asked.
“20 minutes?”
“Make it 15. Wear a g-string. I’m going to get you nice and wet, then make you go to the bathroom and remove your panties and bring them to me. I will then cum in them and make you lick up my cum like a good little slut. Leave now.”
I scrambled out of bed (I had been napping), threw on a tiny sundress and a g-string, and headed to the car. As I was about to drive off I received another message. “Are you on route?”.
“Yes,” I replied.
18 minutes later I arrived at the pub. I quickly checked my phone. “Where are you?” read the message from Sean.
“Outside in the car. I’m nervous.”
“No need!”
I was nervous. I was about to meet a man who had told me he wanted to do all sorts of filthy things to me, most of which I had never done before. But I was becoming more confident and sure that this was what I wanted. I got out of the car.
Sean was waiting outside. He’s gorgeous; tall, dark hair and beard, blue-grey eyes, fit and lightly tanned, with a cute British accent. He looks a fair bit like Ryan Gosling; just my type. He kissed me on the cheek, introduced himself, and we headed inside to the bar.
He ordered a beer and I had a gin and tonic – perfect for the sweltering afternoon. “Let’s sit down” he suggested.
We headed outside. There are two outdoor seating areas; one downstairs that is quite crowded, and a small deck up some stairs leading off to the side of the larger one that overlooks a garden that where the staff grow herbs and vegetables. We sit down side by side on the low cushioned seating. My dress is very short and is sitting mid-way up my thigh. He moves it a little higher, so that it is only covering the very top of my legs. There is someone working in the garden below us, about ten meters away, and they could definitely see my panties if they looked up.
We spend some time chatting and getting to know each while enjoying our drinks. We exchange a couple on Tinder stories and talk about work. We are sitting quite close, our legs are touching, and I’m starting to relax. I’m already pretty turned on, thinking about what I know he going to make me do, but I’m enjoying the conversation too. After a few more minutes, I subconsciously pull my dress back down a little. “Did I give you permission to do that?” Sean demands. “Leave it there.”
I’m immediately wet, and the chit chat comes to a sudden end. Sean slides his hand up my inner thigh and inserts a finger into my soaking pussy. “I’m going to get those panties nice and wet before I cum in them” he tells me as he strokes my clit and I try to suppress my moans. I’m a little nervous about the man in the garden seeing us, but I’m also insanely turned on and I’m starting not to care.
He stops abruptly. “Get up, go to the bathroom, play with yourself a little more, then bring me your panties. Now.”
I get up and head to the toilets. I’m excited and breathing heavily, hoping the people I pass don’t notice. I finger myself in a cubicle, biting down hard on my arm to suppress the noise I am making, then remove my panties. I had planned on taking my handbag with me, but in my excitement I had left it at the table, so I had to carry them back in my hand.
“Good girl” says Sean, as I handed him my damp underwear. “Now, let me look at that pussy before I cum in these.” I spread my legs for him and stares at my swollen pussy. “I’m going to cum in these now”. The man is still in the garden.
I wait patiently, trying not to play with myself. It looks like it might rain so I move further under one of the umbrellas. The man in the garden leaves.
Sean returns after five minutes or so, my panties in his hand. “That was a huge load. Now lick it up, slut.”
I take the panties from him and bring them to my mouth. They taste of my juices mixed with cum. It’s delicious. I start sucking on them and moaning, and Sean slides his fingers inside and starts finger fucking me hard, “Eat my cum, you filthy little whore.” Sean talks dirty to me as I desperately lick the soaking fabric. I don’t care who sees or hears me at this point, I’m going to come, hard and fast. I let out a huge moan and squirt all over the upholstery. “I think someone just walked out of that staff door and down the stairs” says Sean.
“Oh, shit!” I laugh, not caring much. “Can put my panties back on now?”
“Yes, you may,” he replies.
It really starts to rain so we head inside for another drink. We sit at a table in the corner. There are people at several of the tables nearby. We discussed what we had just done, amongst other topics, for another hour or so. During the course of the conversation he made me put a finger in my pussy and then bring it to his mouth to taste. We had a lovely time.
He asked me to drive him home so he could finger fuck me in the car (he had walked to the bar). As soon as we got in the car, he was pinching my nipples as hard as he could. He fucked my face with his finger in my ass, in broad daylight on the busy road. I didn’t even notice the people walking by, and I ruined some more upholstery.
He needed to get back, so I dropped him home.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/43now6/my_first_time_with_sean
Wooow!! Very hot! :)