All I knew about him was that he liked big butts, and he couldn't lie about this fact. And though I was not in possession of an itty bitty waist, I had a round thing and was more than willing to put it in his face.
It wasn't that I was desperate, no. I could get laid at any time, it was the idea that it was not anything but a set up for a fuck. A mutual friend had said "I know who is into that" when I told them I just wanted someone who would appreciate my jiggles and only for one night. I did not have time for a relationship and he had, apparently, no interest in one. Perfect.
This was going to have to last me a while so I took my time getting ready. No quick shower and hair up for me today. I wanted him to make a mess of me and for that to happen, I had to look good first.
Long, hot shower where everything is soaped up slowly and methodically. I imagine his hands on me as I rub gently over myself. Not knowing what he looks like just makes this hotter. It is just hands and those hands feel good. I shave my legs and armpits but just trim my bush, because I like to run my fingers over it and if he wants it bald, well that tells me he has watched far too much porn and will probably be a bit crap.
Get out of the shower and dry off slowly. Get the expensive moisturiser out. I want to smell really good for this. It gives me confidence. And when I feel confident, I am a sex goddess. Rub it all into my boobs, softly, gently. Get it all in there. I get really tingly when I moisturise my skin, especially when I know someone is going to have their head in there later. What will it look like? Bald? Long? Short and spiky? I gently pinch my nipples, just to watch them harden.
My clit was already starting to throb in anticipation, and it only got worse when I turned around and, in front of my full length mirror, squeezed the moisturiser bottle so that the cream dripped down my lower back, between the cheeks of my arse, looking remarkably like the cum I am hoping will be there later.
I part my cheeks, still watching in the mirror, and moan as the cream slides down my expectant asshole. I have already douched in case he is into anal as much as I am so I am feeling clean and ready. And right now, so wet I could ride a door knob right now. Deep breaths while I rub the cream into my arse cheeks, but I can't stop myself from thinking about his hands. Will they be rough? Smooth? Dextrous?
I put my hand between my leg and slip a finger in, imagining that it is him, this blind date, this mystery man and I nearly cum. But I don't have time to wank right now, I need to go. I throw a little black dress on, one that accentuates my tits and ass, decide on no underwear and go to leave the house.
One more thing. I pull the pretty butt plug out of a drawer and, after putting some lube on it, slide it in.
When I arrive at the bar, I thank the old gods and the new for my cupid playing friend. He is drop dead gorgeous. I may well have my fuck goggles on, but my friends know my type, and this is it.
Tanned, tall, blond, covered in tattoos, younger than me and cocky looking. He smiles and I swear my wetness starts to drip down the inside of my thigh.
Let me look at you he says and I turn around, slowly, so he can see what he has signed up for. I can tell by his face that he likes what he sees. I think he's coming in for a cheek kiss, instead he whispers wanna get out of here? in my ear and it is all I can do to nod. Your place or mine? I think of the mess I left getting ready, and whisper yours.
In the cab back to his (and for this feeling of safety that I am going to a man's home when I don't even know his name I thank my friend for doing all the vetting) we don't pounce on each other. We don't speak apart from to tell the driver where we are going. We both look ahead while only our pinkie fingers entwine.
When we get there, he stands behind me and presses himself into me while he unlocks the front door. He's already hard. I manage to keep my footing somehow and end up in a tidy hall. Second door on the right he rasps, his voice sounding like he is struggling to keep it together just as much as I am. I go through and am greeted by a standard living room. Big corner sofa, no cushions, coffee table, giant telly, because of course.
Turn around he says. Lift up your dress he says. Dirty girl wearing no knickers he says. Now bend over. I do as he says and grin at the gasp that escapes him at the realisation that I have been wearing a butt plug the whole time.
He pulls it out and runs his tongue round it. It's on.
Kneel he says and I do. Face planted in the sofa, hands holding my ass cheeks apart. I feel him getting closer, can feel his hot breath on my asshole as he tries to tease us both. I moan and he can't help himself, his tongue is out and he is tasting my tight little asshole, lapping at it, my wetness from my throbbing cunt dripping onto it and mixing in with the sexy sweat at how good this feels. I want to push backwards onto his face so he is covered but before I can, he grabs me and pushes his face right in; licking, sucking, tongue darting in and out, pretty much chewing on my hole like he'd never eaten before. It felt so good and I could feel an orgasm building from between my arse and my cunt. Then he reached underneath me, without stopping his mouth from worshiping my ass, and gently squeezed my clit between two fingers and moved them back and forth.
I exploded. I am a wet cummer at the best of times, but I knew after this, there was a patch of carpet that would never be the same. He didn't care. He flipped me over and drove his cock straight into me, not withdrawing, just grinding against me, somehow getting deeper and deeper. I came again. Harder than before, gripping onto his shoulders and biting into his neck. It was so intense that I feared I would pass out.
This was the trick you see, not to do it because it was expected, but to do it because you enjoyed it. We can tell if you don't really like it, if you think that eating ass is a quick way to get to the fucking portion of the evening, and if you make us feel like that when we are face down, ass up, vulnerable, then our hearts will not be in it and you will be dissected on the group chat before we've even got home. In fact, you might as well just pass her the phone.
This guy enjoyed it. He did it like he would die if he didn't, and he wasn't done there. As he led me up the stairs, I checked he had a condom on. He did, though fuck knows when he had managed that. Probably before he used his hands on me. He led me into the bedroom. Sat on the edge of the bed. The jeans and boxers that had showed his ass off to perfection were long gone and I lifted my dress off, and walked the sexiest walk I could muster towards him. His hands were already out so he could play with my tits but I pushed him away, told him to lie down with his head on his pillow.
Round two was down to me, and I'll be honest, what with the pub, the darkness in the cab and my being faced away and bent over, I hadn't had a good look at him yet. So I climbed on top, straddling him with my big thighs, for once, not feeling bad about my belly, and putting his hands on my boobs, slid my slick cunt all the way down his already twitching cock.
Where I sat still. Every time he tried to thrust up, I grinned and squeezed my muscles and said not yet. I wanted to feel him throb inside me before we got to the main event. I moaned as he did exactly that while taking a leisurely approach to playing with my breasts, squeezing and licking and sucking expertly at my nipples. I was rock hard and every movement was bringing me closer to another orgasm and he knew it. I slid off him to a face full of protestation which changed to joy once he realised what I was about to do. He liked ass? He was about to get a face full of it while I sucked his cock.
I fucking love sucking cock and I swallowed his down. Ran my tongue up and down, swirling my tongue round it and letting my tongue piercing do its thing alongside my throat. The whole time, his face was back in my ass and my hands were on his balls. If he'd felt good throbbing in my cunt, he felt amazing throbbing in my throat, but I knew what he was about and it was the same as me. So after sucking on his balls for a while too, I lifted myself off and went reverse cowgirl on him.
He growled low and sexy at me then and I looked over my shoulder at him before leaning forward and bouncing my big, juicy, smooth, beautiful ass up and down on his cock. His hands were on it too now and he was bouncing it up and down too, a steady, gloriously hot rhythm of his cock inside my hot wet cunt while he watched my ass going up and down on it.
Once I felt him starting to tense up like he was going to cum, when I heard his breathing get deeper, heavier; when he whispered fuck, fuck , fuck, fuck on every stroke, I smiled at earlier me for wearing the butt plug. I slid off his cock and slid down back on it using my ass. I bounced once, twice, three times and then I was grinding my ass down on his cock just like he'd done to me earlier. The condom meant I couldn't feel his hot wet jizz explode in me, but the heat was there, fuck yes the heat was there.
And he was still hard, so I swung round, pulled off the condom and swallowed his cock again. Gently squeezing his balls as I did so. Just as I tasted more precum, I pulled it out and aimed half his load on my tits and half on my face. Luckily there was enough for both of them.
In the cab home, I realise I'd left my butt plug at his place. Oh well. Great excuse to get a new one.
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