College

New Experience

I wonder how it’s going to be, for the first time. I never done something like this before but yet I feel excited about the experience. A pony tail, will do for this occasion and my black lace shirt with matching skirt. Should I put perfume or not? Maybe just a little at my neck, vanilla is never a bad thing. My closet is so full of shoes, I should probably wear flats because they are easy to take off but its night time and heels are extra sexy. This red lipstick is my favorite color but the last time I wore it was with Jarl, the Italian from New York. We went to a play and fucked all night in the back of his Lexus. That night in the middle of us tussling inside his car, he asked me have I done that before. I said no, he smiled and said maybe next time. After that night I thought about it every day and looked online to watch people do it. Sitting at my desk at work, watching little clips made me so wet and aroused. At night I would lay in my bed tossing and turning then eventually massaging my wet pussy lips. I would often think about calling Jarl, but I knew I wasn’t ready for him. Tonight is something so different for me and well I have prepared myself. Oh, I hear his car pulling up outside to pick me up for the movie. I guess I should wear my mid length black sweater in case it gets cold.

We arrive at the movie theater, and surprisingly there is only a few people inside. He directs me to my seat and asks to take my sweater, I smile and say, “no thank you.” As he walks away briefly to get popcorn I get a hint of pleasure from his cologne. Swept up in his essence, I quickly imagine him kissing down my neck passionately. “I put butter on the popcorn, hope you don’t mind”, as he nestled into the seat next to me. Since there was nothing to divide us, he pushed me closer to him and embraced me into a sweet hug. Laying close to his chest, an envelope of fragrance delighted my senses and sent me wondering. I don’t know why I kept thinking this is the right time, but the thought never left me. His arm draped behind me, I felt his hands go down into my shirt. He soon began searching for my bouncy chocolate breasts and begin to fondle my hard nipples. “Your nipples are so hard, “he whispered as his fingertips grazed over each nipple. Re positioning myself into my chair, I felt my pussy tingle with anticipation. My emotion soon took over and I began to rub the front of his jeans.

His dick was bursting through almost, raging like a hard bull. “Unzip it baby,” as he moved my hand to his zipper. I felt a little unease because there were people still in the theater with us. Although fear ran through my mind, the walls of my pussy throbbed to be touched. After I unzipped his pants, his dick popped out like a piece of candy that had been swelled by Carmel. Looking into his eyes, he took my lips into his and began to massage my tongue slowly. “Baby lift your skirt a little,” as I pulled my skirt up, he grabbed me by the waist then put me on his lap. “Are you ready for me baby?” leaning my head back onto his shoulder I whispered, “yes.” He then slowly pushed his hard dick, into my anal and placed his hand on my mouth. I had never felt such pleasure as he entered inside of me as he helped move my body up and down on his dick. As I become more comfortable riding his dick, he playfully rubs my clit faster and faster. Feeling so many emotions, he lets out a soft moan into my ear, “Fuck this dick baby, “as I grind on his dick as he pounds my ass. “I knew you were ready, pussy so wet baby, “as he continued to rub my clit faster. Enjoying the moment, I didn’t care who was watching us, I just wanted this dick all inside me.

The lights cut on, “Hey what are you guys doing down there?” and quickly he responded “enjoying the show man.”

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