It’s always the ones who move quick that I like. Within a few texts, he was already asking if I’d like to meet him. He wanted to be spontaneous. So within half an hour, I had a dress on with no panties underneath and I was off to meet him.
He bought us drinks and we sat on a park bench, chatting. I noticed he was a lot more built than I’d anticipated and I wondered how he’d manhandle me when he had me all to himself. It didn’t help that there weren’t many people in the park. My pussy was tingling under my dress.
Our conversation was friendlier than I expected. I began thinking that he wasn’t interested in fucking me, even though the conversation was going well. We were basically alone, but he didn’t make any moves.
As the evening darkened, he told me he wanted to take things slow. I knew he wasn’t going to fuck me, so I decided to toy with him. I waited for the right moment before I flashed my little pussy, freshly shaven with my landing strip pointing towards my dripping hole.