Rarely does a blind date inspire my muse to write a story... unless it's a comical relief from another disappointing and frustrating evening. But I was pleasantly surprised with Tony. Maybe because we had talked for great lengths on the phone before we met. His mellifluous voice drew my desire and curiosity to a peak, and when he asked for the third time if I would meet him, I agreed. All the flirting over the phone had left me more than curious.
We decided to meet for coffee in the late afternoon. He told me he was driving a green Pantera; he wouldn't be hard to spot.
When I pulled into the parking lot, he was just walking around to the passenger side of his car. His six-foot frame was taller than I had imagined and his beard surprised me. It was one of those questions I had forgot to ask. I waved as I pulled in next to him and smiled as I rolled down my window.
"I take it you're the cowboy," I said looking down at his well-worn boots. His eyes searched my face as he fumbled with his door.
"Hi," he said holding my door as I got out. It's always odd meeting someone for the first time that you've spoken to at length. Do you hug, shake hands, kiss? We did a little of all of them, I think. His hand reaching around my waist, his lips lightly brushing my cheek as we hugged.
I turned toward the coffee shop, and he walked behind me slightly as if checking out my ass as I walked. We ordered our coffees and made small talk as we waited. His brown eyes would widen and almost roll with his expressions, just like an old friend of mine that I had worked with years ago. I couldn't help but think of her as he talked.
When sat on the bar stools along the window-laden counter. I tried to pull down my short skirt and Tony sighed very obviously as he watched my hands.
"I like this outfit," he said running his hand lightly over the off-white sweater top. "I like soft fabric like this." I smiled and sighed softly as his hand moved down lower on my back and brushed over the top of my ass. I had been talking about something and found myself struggling to maintain the conversation.
Our legs started touching next. First just the knees, then the thighs. Then his hand on his thigh, slowly moving over to mine. First on the short knit skirt, then down to the stocking-clad thigh and over the knee. All while trying to maintain a conversation.
"I think we should go," I said grinning. "Before we get thrown out of here."
"Yes," said Tony standing up from his stool. "I think we're going to wear out our welcome very soon."
"Let's just go for a drive," I suggested. "I think we need some place more private to talk."
We headed towards an area where a bird sanctuary, golf course, jogging path and restaurant sat at the edge of the bay. To my surprise, the place was closed. We parked the car and got out to walk around the abandoned area.
"I'm surprised it's all closed," I said walking down the path behind the restaurant. "Maybe because it's Monday."
The smell of the bay blew gently as we walked along the water. It was an unseasonable warm evening, and the sky sparkled with stars. As we were almost passed the restaurant, I peered over the fence and looked down at the water where a silhouettes of two cranes sat. I turned back around and found Tony standing in front of me. He arms instinctively went around my waist as mine drew around his shoulders. It was time.
His mouth seemed almost synchronized with his hands as he explored my body. First my ass, then up to my waist, and then my breasts. As his tongue explored my mouth, he grabbed my breasts and twisted the nipples so hard that I yelped and then bit his lip as he pressed me against the fence.
"Oh, god!" I gasped as his hands reached down and stroked my legs.
"God, you feel good," he moaned pulling me and pressing against me. He leaned down and bit my neck as our hands search onward.
"Yes," I moaned closing my eyes and giving him full access to my throat. He lifted my sweater and pulled my bra up until my breast fell free. Then he grabbed them both roughly and leaned his head down to suck and bite on them until I leaned my mouth down and bit at his lips.
His hands went back to my legs and he reached up my skirt until he found the waistband of my panty hose. I grabbed his hand to stop him as he pulled them down.
"Tony," I half moaned, half giggled in the moonlight.
"I want to taste your pussy," he groaned. I knelt down and pulled them down to my thighs as he leaned in to lick my pussy. I grabbed the fence for support as his tongue lapped at my shaved slit. He was still tugging on the nylons and finally I stopped him and suggested that he just take them all the way off. Within seconds they were flung over the fence and his head was buried between my legs.
I had never felt so free and uninhibited with anyone, especially in an outdoor setting where someone could come by at a moments notice. His tongue was soon joined with a finger, and then a second finger, and then a third finger, until I was half squatting as he fucked me. His mouth left my pussy as he stood and recaptured my nipples, still finger-fucking me hard until I came all over his hand.
He turned me around and I leaned over the fence, trying to catch my breath in the night air. I felt him lift my short skirt up to my waist, exposing my ass to him.
"You've got a great ass," he said caressing each cheek and then sliding his hand down between my legs.
"Thank you," I whispered, smiling back at him.
His fingers found my pussy again, and then a finger poked at my ass as his other hand caressed my cheeks. Then a quick spank and I wiggled my ass for more. Another spank and his fingers resumed their penetration.
"Oh, yes!" I moaned wiggling my ass back and forth. More spanking and moaning, until I heard the sound echoing against the water and being met by the sound of someone running. I looked up across the narrow inlet of water to see the a figure jogging along the path on the other side.
"Wait," I struggled to say through my passion. "Someone's over there!"
Tony stopped and pushed himself up against me and bit the back of my neck as we panted and giggled, watching the jogger continue down his course.
"Oh shit," moaned Tony behind me. "You are so fucking hot!"
"I dripping on my shoes," I laughed. "I can feel it."
"I love your ass," he moaned into my ear.
"Yeah?" I moaned back. "I bet you want to fuck it, don't you?"
"Mmmm.... you know I do." I moaned pressing my ass against him. His hands were back searching under my sweater for my nipples and pulling on them hard. I cringed as he twisted them roughly and bit at his lips as he reached around to kiss me.
"I like the way you bite me like that," he said pinching my nipples harder.
"What else do you want to do to me," I taunted.
"I want to spank you," he whispered. "And lick your pussy, and let you suck my cock."
"Mmmm..." I cooed as he dropped his hands down to his belt.
"In fact," he said opening his trousers. "I'm getting uncomfortable in here."
Within moments his jeans were wrapped around his boots and I squatted down on my heels in front of him. I licked and sucked on his cock as he grabbed my hair and moaned. It was a perfect cock for sucking. Smooth, circumcised, with a big head and responsive to my tongue. Not so thick as to cramp my mouth. Not so long as to gag me when I wanted to take the whole thing into my mouth. Perfect for sucking... and suck I did until he couldn't stand being away from my pussy for so long.
I think that's when I knew that Tony was one of those rare men who truly love to eat a woman. Not because it's a preliminary duty to get fucked. But because they really love the smell, taste, and sensation of a woman coming all over their face.
Our mouths were soon devouring each other as my hands stroked his cock and his fingers fucked my pussy. Like animals in heat, we knelt against the fence, me crouched over him as we stroked and fucked each other.
"Stop!" I finally said pulling away from him. "I can't breath! I think I'm hyperventilating." I was half giggling, half moaning from his touches. I took a few steps down the path, pulling my bra back over my breasts and trying to straighten out my skirt.
"Hey, wait!" said Tony standing in our original spot with his pants around his boots. "I can't walk."
I turned and laughed at him standing there in the moonlight grappling at his jeans.
"Good," I said walking further away. "I need a head start." I needed to clear my head. I was getting way too carried away with this guy.
When he finally caught up with me, we kissed again. Slowly this time, knowing that more was to come.
