I have the kind of sex appeal that can get a guy stiff in an instant. Have you ever taken a girl on a date and been so into her that you could hardly contain yourself walking her up the stairs to her apartment at the end of the night? That’s what it would be like with me. Just imagine seeing my tight ass in that tight dress doing a tease while walking up the steps and having you completely aroused and ready for it. We get to my apartment and your cock is sticking straight out, you can’t resist any longer. You go to grab my ass and BAM the door gets shut right in your face. You can’t have my pussy tonight, babe! It’s only the first date. I love being such a cock tease!Archive for the 'Dating Phone Sex' Category
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I have the kind of sex appeal that can get a guy stiff in an instant. Have you ever taken a girl on a date and been so into her that you could hardly contain yourself walking her up the stairs to her apartment at the end of the night? That’s what it would be like with me. Just imagine seeing my tight ass in that tight dress doing a tease while walking up the steps and having you completely aroused and ready for it. We get to my apartment and your cock is sticking straight out, you can’t resist any longer. You go to grab my ass and BAM the door gets shut right in your face. You can’t have my pussy tonight, babe! It’s only the first date. I love being such a cock tease!
We started out in the front seats, kissing and making out like teenagers. It was erotic but also an exercise in frustration. After the third banged knee against the gear shift column, I realized why people don’t fuck in cars anymore. The change in the automobile industry to move from bench seats in the front to individual bucket seats was such a detriment to getting it on in your car. Our hands roamed above waist level but our bodies could not touch. My pelvis was humping the air of its own accord, a testament to how horny I was getting and how badly I needed a finger or three in my cunt.
Finally, I looked to the back seat and said “Move back. Now.”
And out we scrambled, like a perverted Chinese Firedrill, all mussed-hair and disheveled-clothes. Ah, the back seat. Considerably better than bucket seats and gear shifts. Speaking of gear shifts, in a brief “that would be so hot” conversation in between kisses we lamented the fact that the car had the straight-up style gear shift typical of automatic transmissions rather than the curved fat shape of manuals. I think that sort would have filled my cunt and given my hips something to buck against.
We got more daring and soon clothes were a hindrance to our insistent hands. I fully believe that there is little else more delicious than the slow drawn-out saunter from second base to third base and so on.
Hands groping with thin barriers of satin or cotton adding a frisson of naughty teenage-like lust.
Lips always kissing, never parted from skin in some way.
And when hands finally dare to delve into skin-on-skin contact it is electric and heady.
We tried in vain to find a good position in the back seat to allow easy access to each others’ bodies but it wasn’t happening. We stopped, frustrated and breathless and thought. At apparently the same time we both realized that there was one more area to explore: the back cargo area of the SUV. Of course this meant that we had to get out, yet again.
“Move back….”
A quick glance around and we confirm that no one appears to be around. So I grabbed the keys and we got out. I unlocked the back – up went the window first and then the bottom half of the door. The dome light came on but a flick of its switch killed it. We had enough light from the parking lot, we didn’t want more.
But before we got into our makeshift sex cave, my hormones and need got the better of me. I lifted his tshirt over his head and quieted his protests by explaining that it would waste too much precious time and energy trying to remove clothes after we got in. He quit complaining the moment I was topless, standing outside of the car in the parking lot light. We scrambled in and closed the door behind us. He went to pull the window portion down and I stopped him. “It will get way too hot in here if we don’t leave that open”, was all it took to convince him.
So we laid in the back, limbs entwined kissing as we got comfortable with the latest stage of undress. Not only were we more exposed to each other, but the thin layer between us and the outside world was distracting. We heard the crickets and felt the warm breeze over extra-sensitive skin, and slowly relaxed against giving a shit about each car we heard drive by somewhere in the lot. Before hands resumed exploring, our bodies teased. I ground my cunt against his hip, groaning as the pressure and the friction from our underwear made me even more wet. I brought my knee up slowly, lighting pressing and rubbing my knee and leg against his hard cock that was trapped in his boxers.
Soon hands took over and we giggled as noticed that we each had a big wet spot on our underwear. Much semi-chaste rubbing commenced, teasing each other with fingers over fabric. This is the stage of getting drunk on lust. Riding a line between bliss and torture, the ache in your chest from the need for more fights with the pleasure being given that is both mental and physical. Mental in that its a game of how far can you drag it out, of extending that high-school overtone of “we shouldn’t be going this far”. This is foreplay at its best. Where each long-awaited step is so utterly satisfying.
When his fingers first slid across my slippery cunt I let out a string of lusty curse words. When my hand closed around the head of his cock he groaned loudly. Our breathing so rapid that we’d have used all the oxygen inside the car had we not left that window wide open. Speaking of that window…..we didn’t remember to stay quiet until we realized that things had gotten more noisy outside. We had been at it so long that a movie had let out. I licked his cock from base to head with a slow stroke and moans drifted out to the people getting in cars around us. I saw the tops of a few heads walk by out of the corner of my eye. As I rolled to my back to let him bite and suck my nipple my whimperings caused someone to walk by us closer; close enough that we locked eyes for a second.
I needed release, I had reached my breaking point. When the noise around us quieted down, I climbed on top of him and rubbed my cunt on his cock, my hips bucking as I teased him. I was so wet, audibly wet, that no hands were needed for his cock to slip inside of me. He snaked his hand in between our bodies and his fingertips found my clit. I was grinding my clit into his fingers with his cock buried to the hilt. I sat up enough to put one hand on the frame of the door for leverage. I felt the urgency climb and the tingles start to spread at the same time I heard car doors slamming in the distance. As my pelvis bucked furiously against him the lights from that car softly illuminated me from the shoulders up. He noticed this and used his other hand to push on my belly, push me away from him so that I was sitting up more. My skin, from tits on up, glowed now in the bright lights as the car approached. I was in a race to come before the car got to us. It was a tie. With a few jerks of my body I came violently as the car closed in and slowed down, presumably they caught sight of me. I turned my head from the blinding light as I heard the sound of gravel crunching under tires as they drove past slowly. I didn’t look, I couldn’t. But they saw and they knew what they were seeing and what remained hidden.
We laid there a while, naked and recovering on our backs, cooling down with the breeze, just softly talking and laughing. We agreed that our third date had a lot to live up to after following an act like that.
It’s hard figuring out how to get the girl, and there are lots of how-to’s on different tactics and strategies to use to get her… well this how to is a little different. Because there are a lot of things that you SHOULDN’T do. Lots of mistakes to be made, and mistakes are usually general enough that they will cover an awful lot of girls, unlike pick-up tactics which will always only cover SOME.
And, as usual with these how-to’s, I am not in any way saying, implying or encouraging the idea that the guy should be the one doing all the work. However, I do not feel qualified to write a similar how-to from the guy’s point of view and I would like to leave that to a male author, if any feel so inclined.
That said.
First thing you should never ever do is flirt with the girl’s friends in order to get close to her. For some of you, this might be a no-brainer, but trust me I’ve seen it happen. It’s one thing to be friendly with her friends and nice, but when you FLIRT with her friends several things can happen. One might be that she thinks you’re interested in one of her friends, which means that she’s not even going to bother trying for you now because she thinks that you’re not interested in her. And that is not at all the goal. Another could be that her friend whom you’re flirting with gets interested in YOU. This is just as killer because she is NOT going to go out with someone that one of her friends is interested in, no matter how sweet, suave, etc. you get with her later. Or she might just think that you’re a big flirt, not realize that you’re flirting with intent when it comes to her. Or she’ll just think you’re a big player, and that’s not usually attractive.
Don’t ignore the friends, but don’t flirt with them either.
Here’s another… really bad, insulting, embarrassing or grotesque pick-up lines. These aren’t even funny, they’re horror stories that she will later pass on to her girlfriends with “Oh my God, this guy ACTUALLY said this, I swear I’m telling the truth…” Now, cheesy isn’t necessarily bad, I’ve seen it work. Stupid isn’t even that bad, some of those work too.
*Little inside thing, a stupid/cheesy one that actually worked on me:
Guy: “Did it hurt?”
Girl: “What?”
Guy: “When you fell from heaven?”
Just one of those things.*
Anyway, back to the what not to do. =) Try to stay away from overtly sexual pick up lines, unless of course you are trying to actually score and that’s all you want. But if this is a girl that you actually want to ask out on a date, do not, do NOT just go straight for the cheap sex shot.
Example: (Yes, I have seen this one used, do not EVER use it)
Guy says to girl: “Hey, wanna come over here and sit on my lap and we’ll talk about whatever pops up?”
Funny, yes, but bad. And kinda gross. And usually not the way to get a date. She’ll laugh, and if you can make a good recovery from that, like “haha, aren’t I funny when I’m kidding” then you might make it, but very few guys have the suaveness necessary to pull that off.
Also, do not use pick up lines when her girlfriends are with her. Only do it when she’s alone, if her friends are with her she’s going to feel like she has to laugh at you since they are. If you do it alone, it’s just a cute story about how goofy her new man is. Pick-up lines that can be pretty cute/sappy/goofy can be pretty awful if you embarrass her in front of her friends.
For example:
A large group of people is sitting at a table in a restaurant. Guy at the bar keeps checking out the pretty girl in a blue shirt, sends her a milk-shake. Decides that this may not be good enough, so comes over and jumps up on a table (hitting his head on a hanging light, which trust me loses whatever points anything else might have gained) and says,
“Excuse me! Excuse me! May I have your attention please?…” waits for all her friends to quiet and stare at him,
“We have an angel among us…” points her out in case anyone is missing who he’s talking about, “I just think that the girl in the blue shirt is gorgeous.”
Now. Good sentiment. Possibly even a good line. But you just embarrassed the hell out of her in front of a large group of her friends (and I swear to god, that’s a true story). There is no chance there.
Another mistake that’s made is thinking that if she turns you down, she’s playing hard to get. It happens, I understand. But if you make it to three strikes, you are done for. Give it up, stop trying. You might even stop trying after the first strike, sometimes they actually get interested if they think you’re leaving. I’ve seen weirder things happen.
If you don’t know her, don’t start out by touching her. No slinging your arm around her shoulders, nothing like that. Little touches MIGHT, note I say MIGHT, be ok. If you’re slick about it (ex. brushing lint off her arm, bumping into her just a little – A LITTLE, touching a ring or bracelet that you’re complimenting). Anything else is an invasion of space, especially if she’s never laid eyes on you before. Personally, I’m a sucker for a kiss on the hand, but not every girl is. You very may well get written off as cheesy.
I think that covers a lot of the really major mistakes. Ladies (or rejection-experienced gentlemen) please feel free to add your own comments at the end of this! I’m sure I didn’t cover everything, but hopefully I’ve helped a little. =)
I grabbed the bottle of baby oil with shea butter and began rubbing my freshly razored legs and pussy….still dripping from stepping out of the shower. Oh it feels so good, covering the tips of my toes, up my smooth legs, my smooth pussy which has a landing strip….thin…just enough to tease…..my belly……breasts…neck…arms……fingers. There got everything covered. I hurry to put on my black bikini and sunglasses and head to the boat. I feel sexy. Ready for the 102 degree day they are calling for.
I worship the sun. So did he. His body was perfect to me. Dark hair, very muscular. I need a man who can pick me up to slide me into any position at any given moment. I could watch him work for days. I love to watch him sling a hammer, use the saw, climb up ladders….anything he did was wonderful to me. His smile was so big, perfectly straight pearly white teeth, he can flex his chest…..the feeling of nothing but muscles around you….omg. His ass was tight and only got tighter.
We had been in the sun for hours. Listening to the iPod to songs we knew were made for each other. Both bodies slick and greased up with oil. We decided it was time to go make some drinks and bring back to finish the evening sun.
He brought his blender over to my house where I had everything laid out. Peach schnapps, peach vodka, club soda, peach daiquiri mix…….and oh yeah the ice. I filled the blender with liquid ingredients then filled the rest of the way with ice. Top on then hit start. I put my fingers in his mouth to suck the licquiros off of my fingers. It was on…..
I felt his fist grab my hair and pull me into him. My eyes locked into his, so big and blue. As my tongue danced with his, I felt his erection firmly press against me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I’ve been thinking of having him all day and now was the time. The bar was the perfect height. I sat on top of the bar. My fingers now running through his hair, my pierced nipples now in his mouth, sucking and pulling. His hands rubbing my oiled back…oh I felt so good. My pussy was dripping…wanting his erect shaft. I leaned my head back closed my eyes and felt the ice start to run down my neck, down my hard nipples making the gold ring cold, to my pussy. I open my eyes only to see his dark hair and eyes looking at my black bikini bottoms covered in peach daiquiri mix.
He licked my stomach to reach the beginning of my happy trail. My bottoms were pulled down, threw on the floor, and his hard tongue begin to circle my inner thighs…The oil, his tongue, the grip…..I was in heaven. My heart was pounding, my pussy was swelling wanting to be touched…licked…..sucked. He inserted his finger into me as my lips were already spread apart…..waiting for this moment. I looked at him and smiled, he smiled back and began to burry his head in my pussy. I’ve never had my pussy ate like he did. He touched spots I never knew I had. Sucking my long lips, tonguing my hole, his thumb rubbing circles on my spot…oh god here I come again. My wetness was dripping down my thighs. I wanted him, I wanted him bad. I grab his hair and pull him to me. Kissing his full sexy lips, tasting me. I wanted his dick to go into me.
He reached over, grabbed a small piece of ice, put it into his mouth and kissed me. The warmth of our mouths melting the ice was a wonderful sensation. His hands rubbing my back, to my breast. I wanted to take him in. I slide to the edge of the bar, perfect height, see his long, erect dick and it’s pointing my way. I can’t take it any longer. I want to be filled, to get fucked. I dig my heels into his tight ass cheeks and pull him to me. Just then he inserts a piece of ice into my wet pussy and rams his dick into me as far as it will go…I immediately came. He held it in for a second, no motion, just feeling the cold inside of me…melting….oozing around his thick dick and down to my asshole. He grabbed my hair, began to kiss my face, and started thrusting. His shaved balls were banging my ass. My ass was lifted off the table only for my elbows to hold me up. He had all control. Fucking me harder and harder til I felt him swell inside me and explode.
We kiss. I take a towel and clean up. Pour our glasses of peach daiquiri and head back to the lake.
I just love hot summer days, fabulous fucks, and ice cold drinks. 🙂
I went on a lunch date yesterday and there was a lot of flirting, I was teasing. I was sucking on my straw, playing a little footies under the table. Anyway’s we were walking out and he grabbed my hand, and for some reason I got a little nervous. Butterflies in my tummy nervous. As we walked up to my car he pulled my hand behind my back pushed me in on the side of the car grabbed my other hand pressed himself in me (with our clothes on of course) and kissed me. Then he started biting on my neck, it took my breathe away. I have never felt that way from a kiss before, I was so wet. I just wanted to wrap my legs around him and have him fuck me right up against my car. I couldn’t though, I had to go. I was late for an appointment. I didn’t want to leave. I get into my car and there he was, he must of followed me to my car. He opened up the passenger door and sat down. He put his hands under my skirt, slide my panties over and starting fingering my pussy. This was feeling so damn good and I wanted his cock so bad. I finally gave in and said hell with my other commitment I was already late for. We fucked in the back seat for nearly 2 hours. I came like 4 times! It was one of the best cocks I ever had. I need to call him again because just telling you this, makes my pussy extremely moist. Thinking about his 9 inch cock makes it hard to concentrate on anything else. Something that I didn’t mention was he is wayyyy older and I mean much older! Let me give him a buzz and let you know what happens.
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It’s late at night and it’s just me. I need to relax and unwind. I’m sitting in my sexiest lingerie with a glass of wine and I’m lonely. I need someone to talk to me, a shoulder to lean on a man who understands me and someone I can confide in. I need you, I want you, to take my stress away. Give me a massage. Rub my shoulders, kiss my neck, caress my breasts, oh I love how you nibble my ear. It feels so good when our lips touch and you massage me. You know just how to take all my cares away and I feel so safe in your arms. “Won’t you call me right now so I can hear your soothing voice and make passionate love with you?When you call tell me you want to hold me and comfort me and I’ll give you 30 minutes for $50.00. But don’t forget to tell me. Teagan
Now that my date had pleasured my feet it was time to get raunchy. To ensure his cock was completely cum free I needed to suck it so I stood him up and dropped to my knees like a good girl. I took his soft cock slowly in my mouth and swirled my tongue on the head licking up any cum left. As I took his cock in my hands and got him hard again I began to take him deeper into my mouth looking up at him. I sucked him fast and deep making sure to get his cock rock hard again as I massaged his balls. He had a big cock too and what’s more it was thick. I took as much as I could handle before gagging and starting again going deeper and harder. Once I knew he was ready to fuck me I took his cock out and beat it against my tits and hardening nipples. I squished his cock tight between my tits as he went up and down thrusting into me. Now it was my turn before we fucked. I took his cock and beat it against my tongue hard to ensure he stayed hard and then I sprawled on the sofa and spread my legs wide. As he laid down I took his head and pushed it deep and hard into my pussy pushing my pussy into his face. He inhaled the smell and lick off my early juices before spreading my lips and sliding his tongue deep inside me. My clit had swelled and he had no trouble locating it and pulling on it with two fingers as I squealed in delight. His tongue swirled on my pussy and he easily slid two fingers inside me and began to finger fuck me fast and hard hitting my clit as he did so causing me to cum wildly. “OH yea I am cummmmming oh yes oh fuck me oh shit fuck me. I was soaked and ready for his cock. He slid his fingers out and after tasting how sweet I was he put his fingers to my lips and let me taste my pussy.
Dressed up and ready for a special night with my lover man. He is all mine Monday-Thursday, however the weekends he heads home to his wife. Husbands that commute out of town for work are the best ones!
I like to tease him. Throughout the week we will go out on a date or two. However I usually don’t fuck him until Wednesday or Thursday. I like sending him home to his wife with his balls drained really good. I give him exactly what he needs, a part-time dirty whore with no limits to what I will do.
We have been email friends for over two years. You finally ask me out for a drink, but I need to go to you. You live and work in NYC and you know that I have always wanted to meet you face to face. You tell me what bar to meet you at and give me directions to get there.
After a two-hour train ride, and two hours of nothing but thinking about meeting you, I step through the door. You already told me where you would be sitting, so I knew right where to look for you.
I’m nervous to finally meet you, but I don’t want you to see it on my face. I hold my head high and walk straight to you. You turn your head and smile as you see me. You get up off the chair and step close to me. I extend my hand to you and we finally meet. Your grip is firm and solid and your hand holds mine a little longer than I expected.
You offer to finally buy me that drink that we have been talking about for so long.
For the first hour, we sit at the bar, sipping our drinks and talking. You are very, very good looking. Very handsome. The moment you shook my hand, I felt a connection. A fire.
I know that we are both aware of the electricity in the air as our legs bump and as our arms brush against each other. We drink slowly and allow the alcohol to mellow, but not enough to dull the senses. During a silence, you gaze into my eyes. You lean in to kiss me you but stop, teasing me and instead hold my eyes. Your one knee is between mine, slowly pushing against my thigh, making my legs open a bit as I sit on the high stool.
You smile as you continue to tease me and your hand goes around my upper waist, pulling me closer to you. Your fingers slightly brush the side of my breast. That simple touch sends my senses reeling.
You lean in and breathe into my ear, ” I know are getting wetter. I am going to take your panties home with me tonight.”
My breath catches in my throat and I let out a small sigh.
After a minute or so, you break the moment and take my hand and lead me to the pool tables in the back. We shoot pool and order two more drinks. You enjoy watching my breasts and legs as I lean over the table and you make certain that I know that you do. When it is your turn, you pass me and mention that you are not the only one enjoying the show. I smile and bend over to pick up the cue chalk off of the floor.
After another hour, the music starts up and I notice the bar has become very crowded. We move to the dance floor and you put your hands on my hips and pull me into you. I can feel your hard cock pressing into me.
You whisper, “I can feel the heat from your cunt.”
Another electric current goes through me as your lips brush the nape of my neck.
After dancing, we go to a booth instead of the bar and sit close to one other. After another drink, you lean over and brush the hair from my eyes. You finally lean into me and kiss me. Deep. Tongues probing. The kind of kiss that you feel everywhere. You put your hand on my knee. Your kiss is nothing like anything I have ever tasted. So sweet. So hot. So needy.
You take your lips from mine. You look right into my eyes and say, “Touch me. Stroke me until I cum hard here in this booth. Until I cum in your hand.”
I moan as my hand gropes at your pants. Your hand moves up my inner thigh as I begin to tremble…
You kiss me again and when my fingers wrap around your bulge, you bite down hard on my lower lip. I squeeze your cock through your thin pants and your hand grabs the inside of my thigh, digging your nails into my flesh.
“Yessss,” you hiss in my ear and thrust your hips upwards to meet my hand.
You pull back a little bit so you can look directly into my eyes as I rub your cock.
I feel you swell beneath me. I squeeze your shaft. I grab your balls and massage them. I press my fingers and my palm into your hard cock.
I watch you as I please you. I see the strain in your face as you try to keep yourself from cumming.
I move my hand from your cock and reach for both of your hands. I pull you up and lead you to the rear of the bar.
I step into the small bathroom and pull you into the room with me. I lock the door and quickly devour your mouth with mine, biting your lips running my hands up your back, under your shirt clawing your skin with my nails. You push me back and look at me with this smirk on your face.
I push you up against the door and unbutton your shirt.
I kiss your neck, nip your skin with my teeth and trail my tongue down your stomach to the belt on your pants.
I get on my knees in front of you.
I look up at you as you put your hands on the top of my head and weave your fingers through my hair. I unbuckle your belt and unbutton your pants. I unzip you and pull your pants down to your ankles.
Your cock is so hard and swollen. The tip is very purple and glossy. I look up at you as I lick my lips.
You are watching me. Waiting.
I shake as I look into your eyes and I slowly take every inch of you deep into my mouth. You groan out loud as I begin to feverishly suck your hard cock as if you were my last meal. You begin to move, pushing yourself deeper into my throat, fucking my mouth. I can feel your cock throbbing. I move my tongue up and down your veiny shaft and swirl the tip of my tongue around your swollen, purple head. I feel your body relax and your grip tighten on my head. I pull my mouth from you and lick the first drops of cum from your cockhead.
I look right up at you as I lick the cum from my lips. I rise to my feet and you pull your pants back up and situate yourself. I can feel the very wet spot between my legs. I unlock to door and tell you to meet me back at the table in a few minutes.
I lean up against the door after you leave. I take a few deep breaths and get myself together. I look at myself in the mirror and notice the pink flush in my cheeks. I splash a little cold water on my face.
I walk back to the table and sit back down. You move close to me and say, “You better have those panties for me.”
I look right at you and say, “I’m not wearing any.”
You smile and whisper, “You tease. Now…it’s your turn.”
You put your hand on my knee and look deep into my eyes as your fingers slowly slide up my thigh. You lean into me and breathe into my ear. You don’t say anything. You just breathe. You hand moves towards the insides of my trembling thighs. You hold your hand there and continue to breathe. You tease me with your needy, raspy breath. Your hand moves up even further to the crease in my thigh so close to my hot cunt. I start to shake.
I am now aware of my own labored breathing.
You finally speak. “You don’t like being teased, do you?”
My mouth is dry. My breath is coming in short, ragged gasps. My entire body is shaking. I need to have your hand on my hot cunt. I need to have your fingers in me. I need you to feel how dripping wet you have made me.
You ask, “How bad do you want to be touched?”
All I can do is let out a moan.
“How bad do you need to cum?” you ask.
I groan out loud.
I gasp as your hand cups my cunt and presses against my wetness.
“Mmmmm” you say. “You really have made a mess of yourself, haven’t you?”
I am visibly shaking as you take your hand from my aching cunt.
You smile at me and sit back in your chair and sip your drink. You continue to watch me as I try to get myself under control.
You let me stew for a few minutes then lean into me to kiss me. I can almost taste how bad you want me on your tongue. You pull away from me, look at your watch and say, “It’s almost 2. Let’s get you home.”
I just smile at you and let you help me with my coat.
We walk the few blocks to the train station in silence.
There is an undeniable sexual tension in the air.
I still need you to touch me, to take me, to fuck me.
You wait with me and kiss me as my train comes into the station. You turn and walk away as I climb the steps and settle into my seat.
The train begins to move and after I hand my ticket to the conductor, I remove my coat and place it over my lap.
I put my hand down the front of my pants and within minutes, I explode and gasp out load. Loud enough for the man in the seat in front of me to turn around and look at me. I smile at him as I finally close my eyes and drift off to sleep.
I had been seeing this guy for about two weeks. I met him at a little cafe where I had lunch with friends. He was new in town and he had always seemed almost too good to be true, so attractive, intelligent, such a gentleman. He had promised to take me someplace special tonight and told me to dress really sexy for him. I thought, “Yes! this is going to be the night!”.
He picked me up at my place. I felt and looked beautiful; a vision, short black dress clinging to every curve, shoulder length blonde hair, and low vamp high heels that showed toe cleavage. I said, “I dressed just for you and I’m wearing really sexy lingerie underneath.” He said, “You’re perfect!”
We got in his car and began driving to the dark side of town, a part of the city where anything and everything forbidden happens. I asked nervously “Where are we going?” He said that he just had to pick something up for work.
He stopped at the most shady apartment building imaginable and asked me to come in with him because he didn’t want to leave me alone. I followed him up the stairs and was shown into the most dingy place I had ever seen. It smelled of stale beer and cigarettes. There were five guys sitting around in their soiled T-shirts watching porn.
I turned to my date with tears welling up in my eyes and stammered, “What’s going on?” My date said, “Sweetie, you’re going to be the entertainment for the evening.” He pushed me over to the guy in the middle…the biggest one. He told me, “Strip for us, you little slut…It better be sexy.”
My fingers shook as I unzipped my dress…it fell slowly and I stepped out of it. The big guy, the one in the middle of the couch, drew me toward him and while the others held me he ripped off my bra and panties leaving me with just my stockings and heels. He unzipped his pants and grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my knees. He told me to suck him off. After I swallowed that first load they dragged me into a room with a dirty mattress and, then, well they made me do things that night I had never done before…gang banged, double and triple-fucked…circle jerked. I had no choice…I only did as I was told, but the really strange thing was that after the initial shock, I began to get so damned hot that I came over and over again.
My date was the last one to really have at me that night and then suddenly… everyone was gone. I collapsed on the bed from exhaustion and woke up in an empty room, my head swimming. I found my things and called a cab.
Of course, I never saw him again or anyone else from that night of nights. After a while, it began to feel as if I had dreamed the whole thing.
