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"Really? Because I think you like that idea very much.Ithink you want to fuck my face in this dark, dingy, creepy parking lot. So do it, Cal. I won't be able to enjoy our date if I know you're walking around uncomfortable, and I desperately want you in my mouth.”
"Jesus fuck, Beth. Who knew you had such a dirty mouth on ya, eh?”
“Cal—Fuck. My. Face."
“Alright then, if you insist,” I say sarcastically. “I don't think it's going to take long, the way you've got me revved up. Now open that pretty mouth."
I think I experience a little brain death when she angles her head to look up at me, her mouth wide open, tongue out flat to receive me. A shiver runs through me as I gently run my cock over her tongue, pushing it into her mouth. Not sure how far she can take it, I keep my thrusts slow and gentle, holdingmy breath the whole time. Her mouth closes around me and my hips flex, a strangled moan escaping my chest. Hollowing out her cheeks, she takes control, holding onto my hips and bobbing her head up and down my shaft. Pressure builds in my lower back, and I know I won’t last long. Her mouth and the excitement of it all drives me quickly to an edge that I can't come back from.
"Oh fuck, Beth," I moan. "God,yes, just like that."
As if she couldn't get more perfect, my little wildflower can suck dick like nobody’s business. Shit. I could live inside her mouth. The only thing that could make this better is if I could see her.
Fuck it.I look around me and make sure no one is coming before pulling my phone out.
"I need to see you," I tell her. I don't want her to think I'm recording her or anything. "Just a flashlight so I can see your hot mouth wrapped around my cock." She hums her assent, and I turn the light on. I don't point it directly at her, not wanting to blind her, but point the light towards the ground, and there’s just enough light to see her.
Andfuckwhat a sight it is.
Her dark eyes, watery and determined, looking up at me beneath her lashes. Her full lips stretched out over my thick cock. I nearly choke, the sight of her sending me over the edge.
"Fucking hell, you look so beautiful right now. Fuck," I choke out, caressing her face. Just looking at her pulls me over the edge. My orgasm crests so rapidly, I barely have enough time to warn her. "I'm going to come, Beth."
I'm not sure what I expected, but it wasn't her tightening her hold on my hips and moaning as she takes my cock farther into her throat.
All coherent thought leaves me, and my whole body shudders as an orgasm rips through me. My legs nearly give out with the force of it. My spine turns to jelly and my head spins. Holding gently, reverently, to the sides of her head, I pump into Beth's hot mouth, cum spurting down her throat.
Marveling, I watch her watery eyes as she swallows every drop I give her. Something about knowing that my cum is coating her throat, sitting in her belly like a meal, drives me mad. When my cock finally gives its last jerk, I stumble back.
"Holy fuck, Beth," I say, helping her up from the ground and kissing her deeply. The taste of me on her tongue nearly starts me back up, and the quick kiss starts to get heated again. "Fucking hell, I’m one minute from stripping you down and taking you on the hood of this car. If we don't walk away right now, we're going to end up in a jail cell for our first date.” She laughs and tightens her legs around me, but I pry her off and fasten my pants.
"Stand down, devil woman. This is supposed to be a date. A real date! I'm to be wining and dining you, remember?"
She giggles and brushes off her pants, straightening her now crumpled blouse. She pulls her sweater out of the front seat and we finally start towards the boardwalk, hand in hand.
Beth
Vanilla… his cock smells like vanilla.And I’m probably crazy, but it smells exactly like the body wash I use. I have the hottest mental picture of him in my shower, using my bath products to get himself off. But of course, that’s dumb. He’s never even been in my apartment.
I think I might be stuck in some kind of dreamscape, but if everything was like this all the time, I'd be okay living in the Matrix.
Cal is too good to be true. He's deliciously handsome, sexy as fuck, and our conversation flows so easily that I forget to be nervous or self-conscious most of the time.
I didn't even really think about where we might be headed for our date, because honestly, I didn't care. I don't date a ton, but when I do, it’s usually the standard dinner and a movie. Which is fine. I'd be perfectly happy with that. ButMr. Too-Good-To-Be-Trueblows my expectations out of the water.
He's taken me to the next town over. It’s situated on an inlet of a major waterway and has a boardwalk. In the summer, this place is bustling with young people, carnival games, and street food, but I've never considered coming here during the off season. There’s another month or so before the tourist season really starts ramping up, but there's still a fair amount of people walking up and down the boardwalk, going in and out of whatever little shops are open. It's not until we come to a sign that I understand why it's busier than I would expect.
“Oh, an art walk!" I exclaim happily, only barely holding myself together enough not to jump up and down and clap my hands.
"Yeah, is that okay? I know you kind of live and breathe art with your job and classes, but I thought this might be something a little different, yet still attuned to your interests."
"Are you kidding me? This is perfect. I love it. It's loose and casual so we can be comfortable and talk, and it looks like there are going to be a lot of different artists and styles exhibited. This is amazing, Cal!"
"Well, I can't take all the credit. I had some help, and I have a little surprise. But we'll get to that. Do you want to start in here? It says modern impressionism."
My grin is so wide it makes me aware of the slight soreness in my jaw from our little public exhibitionism just minutes ago.Who am I, even?I can't believe I did that, but I just… wanted to. I wanted to do something shocking to impress him. I truly wanted to get my hands and mouth on him, not to mention get my eyes on what just made me come undone with a hot make-out session and a little dry humping. It was bigger than I expected, seeing it up close and personal and in all its glory. Not so huge that I worry it wouldn't fit, but big enough that I know he could do some damage. And I am ready to be ruined.Gawd, how is this my life right now?
I know I should be wary of forming any kind of attachment here. Not only is he hotter than sin, but considering his line of work, I don’t imagine he’s exactly attainable boyfriend material in any respect. How long will he even be in town? It’s not like we can have a truly meaningful relationship, but it’s hard not to bask in the perfection of his company.
