The defintion of sin.
Posted Sun Nov 30, 2008 05:52 PM
I couldn't believe it was happening, i had admired him from afar for so long. I was amazed that he was so smart and humorous. I was blown away by how well he lived up to everything i thought he would be. The way he looked at me and quirked up one eyebrow made my heart skip a beat. And i sat in pure disbelief that i was sitting beside him in his car listening to his song on the radio.
We were driving along the freeway, laughing and talking as if we had been hanging out for years. I could see him eying me up mischievously and i playfully swatted his arm. "What?" I asked, my cheeks turning red. "Ohhh, nothing." he shrugged, averting his eyes back to the road. I giggled and asked him again, and he shrugged while casting a quick glance down towards his midsection. My eyes followed. I could see that he was a little aroused. Heat flushed through my body. I hadn't done or said anything. I looked away, the shy side of me coming out at last. "Don't be shy." He said, reaching over to take my hand. He placed it on his leg, lacing our fingers together. He rubbed his thumb across the top of my hand softly. He kept glancing from the road to me, staring me straight in my eyes. I was on cloud nine. "You know what i can't stop thinking about." He urged. We had talked about it so many times prior to this 'date'. I knew what he wanted, but i wasn't comfortable giving it to him. I swallowed, "Yes, but..." He frowned, mocking hurt. "It's okay..." he sighed, and slyly moved my hand right over top of the bulge of his pants. I sucked in a breath. He looked at me, his lips barely moving "Please?" He asked, reaching up to touch a hand to my chin. He ran his fingers over my lips softly, and unknowingly my tongue reached out to touch his fingertips. His touch sent chills through me. I couldn't speak. I couldn't help myself, i felt my fingers softly probing the hardness under my hand. Jackpot. I found the head straining to be freed, and i started to rub my fingers around it. He sighed deeply and let it out slowly as i shyly rested my head on his shoulder. I just couldn't look at him. His hand still rested on mine and his fingers urged mine on and i rubbed him through his jeans. I could feel his precum starting to soak through the thick material, and despite my best efforts i wanted to know his taste. My mouth began to water but i shook off the urge. Then he stilled my hand and pushed it away, leaning in to plant a soft kiss by my ear. Then he whispered "If you don't stop, i'm going to make a mess in my pants." At his words my pussy became even wetter than it already was and i squirmed in my seat. I barely knew this man and i had never done anything like this before. Suddenly i felt all powerful and turned my head to look at him. "What are we going to do about that?" I asked huskily, resuming the rubbing with my hand, but more slowly and softly. He sucked in a breath and moaned softly, sending chills down my spine. "I don't know..." he said. I couldn't believe i could make him so close so easily, and my mind began to work overtime. We were in a car driving down the freeway, there was no way to stop. And his fantasy's about receiving a blowjob from me would have to wait, especially if i had to swallow the load. I don't do THAT on the first date. Again his fingers traced my lips, and i knew he was thinking the same thing. "No way.." i said, shaking my head. "Please..." he ground out, his voice barely audible. "Not so soon!" i said, trying to keep my resolve. "You don't have to swallow, just spit it out the window." he urged, pulling me back down to nestle into the hollow of his shoulder and neck. I didn't argue, but chose to ignore him as his words had an effect on me. I wanted nothing more than to give him a mindblowing BJ, but i had made a promise to myself that i wouldn't be that easy. If he wanted me, he had to work to have me. We both fell into silence, each trying to come up with a solution to our dilemma. By now the was a circle of precum the size of a baseball on his jeans, and i knew that he was overly excited. How i managed to do it so easily, i had not a clue, but it made me so hot. Finallly i asked him, "Why?" and he smiled that sexy smile of his. "It's simple really..." he replied, running his hand up my arm to my shoulder. "It's your eyes, your face, your skin... the way you talk..." I shuddered, loving the way his hands and his words were caressing me. I knew he was talking a load of bullshit, but i didn't care. Feeling blunt, i looked him in the eye and said "Well, you're not cummin' in my mouth so... figure something else out because i am NOT a tease." He laughed and raised his eyebrow again. I shrugged, going back to work on his cock. It was so hard and his pants were so wet, i still was in awe. At the next exit he turned off while smiling at me knowingly. We both eagerly looked out the window, trying to find anywhere to pull over. There were houses everywhere. "I guess i picked the wrong way to go..." he said sarcastically, and i giggled foolishly. We passed a church with a big parking lot, and eyed eachother. He grinned and asked "Are you religious?" "No..." "Me neither." and with that he slammed on his brakes, did an impressive U-y, and sped into the parking lot. Here i took a deep breath, got out of my car and walked to the passenger side. There was a house nearby, but the rest of the parking lot was secluded and could not be seen from the road. He opened his door, using it to block the view from the house, and began to undo his belt. I started to get down on my knee's, and reached for him. When his cock sprang free i was mildly surprised. It was really thick, but not very long. I had never seen one so impressively built. I reached for it and he moaned loudly, reaching down towards my shirt. I stroked it once, maybe twice, and he gave the sexiest grunt in the world and said "Ohhh shit, i'm going to cum all over you." and instantly the first splat hit me in the cheek. I was quite shocked, but didn't budge. With each stroke he hit me in the face, the hair, my chest. I could fill his hot cum working its way down between my breasts and down my belly. It was all over me. As i obediently stroked the last drop out of him, we eyed eachother. And laughed. "Great." i said, looking down at the mess he had made. "C'mere" he replied, and pulled me towards him. "Let me see if i have a napkin..." He didn't, of course. I had a face wipe in my purse, and he dug it out and we tried to get most of it off my face and hair. My shirt was soaked, especially where it had ran down my stomach and soaked through. I started to feel embarrassed. But like a good sport, i walked back to my side of the car. At that moment i had a vision of a bad porno. I waited for him to drive away, leaving me there soaked in his cum. But with a sigh of relief, i climbed back in the car. I could tell he was also embarrassed, and i wondered if it was me, or him that made him unable to control himself. Shaking away the thoughts, i looked at him and said "Thank you for initiating me." And then we both laughed.
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