Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Leah S. (leahs31@hotmail.com) ------------------------------------------------------------------ First date {MF, rom?, short} "Do you know what?" she asks him, in bed. "I know someone who likes you. Yeah, they do! Do you want me to tell you who it is...? You do? I think you should have to guess... I'll give you a clue... it's a part of my body. Can you guess?" His hands are running over her bare skin. "No, not that part..." she tells him, "no, not them either... they do like you but they aren't who I was thinking of. Down further. Getting warmer. Getting really warm... but not quite. No, further back than that. Don't you believe me? you still have to go back a bit further... oh yeah, you've found it... yeah right there... it's my ass." "Oh yeah, she really likes you. She might want to go on a date with you. Would you like that? Would you go on a hot date with my asshole? I bet you want to... yeah, I can see you want to. Well, don't tell me - tell her! Go on, ask her out... I want to hear you say it... thank you, that's very sweet, and she says to tell you that she'd love to go out with you. No, not now, silly! A girl needs time to pretty herself up... you can come back and pick her up in five minutes." He's back in four minutes and fifty seconds by his watch, knocking at the door. "Come in," she calls. She's lying on his bed on her tummy, legs spread wide, wearing one of his shirts (unbuttoned) and her skimpiest pair of lacy black panties. "Hi," she says, "yes, come in. Yes, she's home. She's pretty excited to be going out on a date... she's quivering with anticipation in fact. Isn't she looking good tonight? Yeah, come and look... where are your manners? Tell her how pretty she looks... oh yes, that's sweet of you. Well, time to pick her up... touch her... yeah, just slip your hand down the back of my knickers... mmm yeah... oh! that tickles. No - don't stop." "Mm, she definitely likes you. Do you like her? You do? I think she might let you kiss her. In fact I know she wants you to, but she's too shy to ask... Yeah, just slide the gusset of my panties out of the way... ooh! Yeah... you're a good kisser. She likes that. Yes, you can take my knickers off... if it makes it easier. Kiss her some more. You can slip her some tongue if you like... yeah, go on, French her up. Oh God, she loves it... yeah, give her more tongue..." "Do you think you're in with a chance? Do you think you're going to score on the first date? I think you might... I think you might hit a home run tonight. Yeah, I think she wants to do it with you... little hussy. Did you bring some condoms? You didn't? Silly boy - always bring condoms when you go on a date... you never know when you might get lucky. That's ok though... I think she's a good Catholic girl tonight... she'll do it with you without a condom... aren't you lucky." "Pass me that... yeah, there on the dresser... I'm going to lube you up. Don't squirm... there you go. Now you do her. I'll just lie back here while you get her ready. Eek! It's cold. No, keep going, use lots... get her really wet. That's good. I think she's ready now. Are you ready? Wow, you're really ready." "I'm just going to roll over on my tummy again... I'll leave you two to get to know each other... I'm going to rub my clit while you two get thoroughly acquainted. Ah! Ahhhhh... oh yeah. Keep going... she can take it all... but slowly! Slowly, slowly... yeahhhh..." Her eyes close and her head sinks onto the pillow with a little sigh, a picture of languor apart from her fingers working quickly between her legs. He waits for a long moment, letting her get used to the fullness, then slowly starts to move in and out. "Oh, wow, you two are getting along really well," she says after a few minutes, eyes still closed. "I bet you're going to be seeing more of her. Do you like her? Do you think you're compatible? ... oh, you do? She likes you a lot... she likes what you're doing... she's getting really hot. I'm not even invited on this date but I'm getting really hot too. I'm getting there. I bet you're getting there too, I can feel you are. You must love it up her. Yeah, you love fucking her! God, the way you fuck her almost makes me jealous! Do you get this hot when you fuck me? No, don't answer that..." "Roll me over on my back," she tells him huskily, "I want to see you screw her. No, don't pull out! Just stay inside while you turn me over... uh... careful... okay, bring my leg over now... that's it! Pass me that pillow, I want to prop my head up so I can watch... okay, now you two just go on doing what you were doing... I'm going to watch you and rub myself off. God, I should never have let my innocent little girl asshole go out on a date with you. I should have known you'd get her into bed somehow... Are you going to boast about it to your pals tomorrow, are you going to tell them you scored on the first date? You better not..." She moans, bites her lip. "Oh, God, I'm going to stop talking now..." She's writhing soon, head tossing from side to side, fingers working frantically. "Fuck! Oh, fuck! I'm getting really hot now. I'm going to cum soon! I'm going to cum, she's going to cum, I hope you're going to cum too. Stick it right up her and cum... Aaaah... fuck!" Her head rolls back and her eyes close, and for a couple of minutes there is nothing but moans and gasps. After a few moments of silence he pulls out, gingerly gets to his feet and slips out to the bathroom. He tiptoes back in a few minutes later, to find her lying on her side hugging a pillow, breathing evenly with her eyes closed. "End of the evening," she says quietly, without opening her eyes. "Time to take her home... Where are your manners? You should thank her for going out with you... That's better... yes, she says to tell you she had a wonderful time too. She'd like to go out with you another time." She rolls over, lifts her hips towards him. "Now, kiss her goodnight..." L.