Clyde
I was already a few beers down when I arrived at Moon Bar. As I sat down, the girl across the table from me was no moonface – she had flowing raven hair, and was looking sexy and sophisticated in a dark blue winter coat and chesnut Italian leather ankle boots. I knew immediately that I wanted to fuck this girl. Hard.I ordered steak, while she ordered vegetarian pasta. That’s about all I care to remember of the non-sexual part of the date.
With the bar tab drained, we got in my car and drove to St Kilda. It was dark, and we parked on the side of the road. I leaned across and kissed her hard, running my hands all over her body and down her shapely legs. I reached down and drew circles on her clit while she moaned in my ear. I told her to cum for me. She did. One minute later, she came for me again.
I couldn’t hold off any longer, and I pulled her on top of me on the passenger’s seat, pulling off her dress and taking off my jeans. She positioned herself above my cock and slowly, luxuriously slid down onto it, making us both gasp with sheer pleasure. I pulled her head down by her hair and kissed her passionately, while she grinded back and forth on my cock, moaning against my lips while she enjoyed the feeling of my cock deep inside her pussy. She said my name again and again, and I told her to cum on my cock. She did. Three or four times, I lost count.
We fucked face to face while intimately kissing. As much as I would have loved to fill her pussy with a load of hot cum, the simple logistics of banging in the passenger’s seat of my $1300 car made it difficult to thrust with the requisite force. I pulled out and she obediently sucked my cock, tasting her pussy and cleaning her cum off me as she worked it with her mouth and both hands. I said her name again and again, and she sucked harder and faster as I grabbed her hair and came gloriously in her waiting, receptive mouth. She swallowed my cum, cleaning off every drop from the tip and having one last taste of herself on the shaft of my cock. Then I kissed her and pulled her head onto my chest, patting her hair and calling her my good, good girl.
Amazing date, cheers to Moon Bar for the bar tab.
Bonnie
In the interests of completeness, my date and I collaborated a little on these write-ups – he said he’d cover the car sex, so I’m going to skip straight ahead to Round 2 of the night, aka the Hardest I’ve Ever Been Fucked By Anyone Ever, including that rabid stray dog that attempted to vigorously fornicate with my shin in Nepal. As regards the earlier part of the date, the only things you need to know are that he had thick-lashed Maniototo-brown eyes, deliciously broad shoulders, and I knew immediately that terrible things would happen if we did not bang at the earliest convenience.After the glorious St Kilda car sex, we drove back to his flat and watched the new Game of Thrones. It was inconclusive and unsatisfying. Thankfully, what was to follow was the exact opposite.
The moment the credits rolled, I grabbed him and kissed him hard. The epicness of the Westerosi theme music infused the kiss with so much passion that I knew immediately that no foreplay would be required to get me soaking wet. I ripped off our clothes, revelling once again in his huge, thick, yet perfectly proportioned cock. I immediately leapt onto it, but instead of letting me ride him, he began fucking me so hard from below I couldn’t do anything but yell out his name over and over again. I came so hard I wasn’t sure if I wanted to declare love, cry, pass out, or all three. I ended up having no time to do any of them. He immediately picked me up, flipped me over and fucked me from behind, while spanking my ass and pulling my hair. It felt like he was fucking my clit through my G-spot. It felt like being fucked by dopamine , serotonin, and adrenaline all at once. After cumming twice, I couldn’t wait any longer – I needed his cum. I told him so. He grinned. “Yes you do, my good little girl. Now suck my cock. Taste your pussy.”
I sucked him hard, fondling his balls with one hand and using my other hand and my mouth to work his cock. He breathed my name faster and faster, and I realized with ecstasy that he was going to cum. His cock pulsed in my mouth, coating every tastebud with a massive hot load of delicious cum. I swallowed every last drop. “Good girl. Now clean my cock.”
I luxuriously licked every inch of his still-hard cock while he patted my hair and murmured, “Good girl. You’re my good girl, aren’t you. Suuuuch a good girl.”
I was overwhelmed with a rush of pure, subservient pleasure as I realised that that was exactly what I was.