Chapter Three - Excursions
Darcy and I'd been 'seeing' each other for a few weeks now. We'd get hot and heavy, but one of us would call it off before it got too intense. She was intent on keeping her virginity for as long as possible, no matter how badly I wanted her cherry.
She'd made extensive use of my computer ordering clothes and makeup and whatever paraphernalia she wanted. I'd get the packages then hand them over to her. Lately she'd been ordering items with specific instructions for me not to open them, with only the promise of "it's a surprise." At any rate it was slowly driving me wild.
Darcy made a habit of dropping by my place for "class" as she put it every day around 10am. We'd talk and touch and watch pornos until around 4 when she'd head home before her folks got back. Today she dropped by a little late, around 11:30.
"Sorry, had to do some sprucing up around the place before coming over. I can't have the bitch queen suspecting us." She leaned into me and kissed me deeply. I responded by pinning her up against the wall and feeling up her white tank top and grinding my hips into her cut-off jeans. She kicked off her tennis shoes and wrapped her legs around me, Darcy's bare feet rubbing the backs of thighs. She wasn't wearing a bra and her large nipples were evident through her thin shirt. I lifted up her shirt to suck upon one monstrous tit then the other.
"Oh Lance," she groaned, "Maybe I'm not sorry I kept you waiting."
"I just wish you didn't have to leave everyday."
"Me either love, me either."
I broke contact to pull her to the couch, but she resisted.
"Something wrong?"
"No, I just thought maybe we'd go out."
"Out?" I thought this was a bad idea. I was nearly twice her age and it probably wouldn't look too proper. "Are you sure Darcy? I mean what if someone says something?"
"Well lately I haven't been feeling secure about us, all secret. I just want to go out to lunch for a bit and maybe shopping, just to legitimize us as a couple."
I thought on what she said. I could see her point. She was young and needed a little more than a grope and squeeze to constitute a relationship. She had given so much to me emotionally it was time I reciprocated.
"All right," I acquiesced. "Where would you like to go?"
She giggled with glee. "Let me change and we'll go to Roberto's"
"Rober..." she ran out the door before I could finish my sentence. Roberto's was a nice Italian place common for business meetings and such. I headed upstairs to change myself. After showering, I grabbed a purple micro fiber shirt and black pants. I was putting on my tie when the doorbell rang. The woman standing at the door was a stranger at first glance, but after I moment I realized it was Darcy. She had on a smart navy blue skirt with matching coat. Underneath she had on a white silk blouse with white hose and high-heals. Her hair was drawn up in bun, finishing off the effect that she was at least 28 years old.
"Wow? Are you sure you're sixteen?"
"Yep. Ready?"
"You bet!" I felt emboldened that she looked so old. No one would think twice! We hopped in the car and headed out. Darcy smiled the whole way there and, I must confess, so was I. We got there and headed in.
"Reservation for Darcy O'Donnell and client?"
Reservation? Client? She was really playing this up, but I let her have her fun.
"This way Ms. O'Donnell." the waitress said.
As we walked back I noticed Darcy carrying a notepad, playing the businesswoman part to the hilt.
"Will this be satisfactory?"
The waitress had shown us to a table way in the back, away from the main traffic. It was a booth that was shielded from most passers-by.
"Perfect, thank you."
We sat and opened are menus.
"Well Ms. O'Donnell, what did you want to discuss?"
She giggled, proud of herself and the ruse she'd perpetrated. "Isn't this cool?"
I smiled at her. She was smart and resourceful. And damn sexy. She scooted over to me and pulled out her notepad. She scribbled something and passed the pad over to me.
I'm not wearing any underwear. She wrote.
I wrote back: You are such a sexy little slut.
Touch my pussy you animal
I reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist and ran my fingers up her legs. Her stockings only went up to her thighs and ended in lacy tops. I pulled her legs apart slightly and pressed my fingers into her virgin lips. She moaned softly.
With shaky hands she managed to write: Finger fuck my pussy. Make me soak this seat.
I pulled her lips further apart, grasping her clit with my index and middle fingers. I beat her up and down feeling ass cheeks flex and release faster and faster, an orgasm quickly on its way.
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...she scribbled over and over.
Finally she clenched and stifled a scream, biting down on her lip. Her eyes rolled back as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. After a few minutes she came back to earth, just in time for the waitress to come take our order.
"I'm starved!" she said, barely controlling her grin.
We ordered and ate, alternatively slipping nasty notes to each other. When we'd finished, she wrote: Now, for dessert.
She dropped her pen on the floor, pulled the floor-length tablecloth up and slipped under. No sooner had the cloth hit the floor than I felt her hands at my thighs, then my crotch, finally at my zipper. I was engorged from our note writing, visions of my young virgin teenager arousing primal needs within me. She made quick work of getting my member out and then plunging it down her hot wet throat. I gripped her head with one hand, guiding up and down my shaft. Darcy had become quite adept at oral sex, claiming that she loved giving head as much as I loved getting blown. I doubted it, but her eagerness always excited me.
Suddenly the waitress appeared. She reached for Darcy's plate. "Is the lady done?"
"Yes, but I'm not," I replied, hiding a smile. I could almost feel Darcy smiling around my cock. After the waitress left I whispered, "She's gone." With that she renewed her work, sucking and pumping harder than ever. Soon my balls tightened and fired a white-hot load into Darcy's belly. The horny little teen kept sucking until I had nothing left to give her. Finally she came out smiling wickedly.
"I thought for sure she'd catch us. That was so close."
"Don't worry. Even if she did see you, she probably thought you were closing the deal."
Darcy snickered. "So did I get the sale?"
"Oh yeah, you can deliver your products to me anytime."