We'd been dating for a few weeks now and after dinner tonight I was fully prepared to take this man back to my home for the night of passion I had been dreaming of since our first meeting. If only he knew the times I had thought of him naked, the times I had slipped my fingers into my warm slit and rubbed myself thinking of all the things I wished him to do.

I was fully prepared for tonight, beautiful new underwear graced my, well what I think is sexy body. My huge breasts are hugged nicely in black satin and tiny bottom looks fantastic in the tiniest thong I could find. I had spent hours getting ready and here I am sitting across from James, not listening to a word he's say but getting wet wishing dinner could be over so I could take him home. While the poor man is half way through talking about his day at work I suddenly blurt out 'take me home and fuck me' in the sexiest voice I could muster.

I panicked, believing I'd scared the life out of him, but to my delight he looked up and grinned, the hottest grin id ever seen.
'My pleasure'
The waiter was called over, dinner paid for, although only half finished and we were out in the open air giggling like school children.

James pushed me up against the side of his car and kissed me. I could feel my thong getting wetter with every kiss, along with feeling his hard erection rising against my leg.

It took only a short ride to reach my from door, once inside James took control.
The pleasure of his hand reaching up my skirt and he held me up against the wall. I felt for the zip on his jeans, pushing my hand inside to release his hard cock, oh what a cock, large enough to satisfy the most demanding women, as hard as steal. I longed for him inside me. I rubbed hard but he pulled from my reach, pushed my thong to the side exposing my clit to the air, I was the wettest I'd ever been.

James circled my clit with his fingers, then pushed one, two, three inside harder than I was used to but I wanted more, I wanted his cock, I needed to be fucked so hard. Before I could beg for him, he led me to the stairs, only making it half way up he went down on me. The feeling of his tongue lapping at my cunt was amazing, warm and perfect. I cried out that I was 'gonna cum', I wanted to cum on his face, but he stopped, wasn't sure I could take the teasing.

James told me he wanted me to fuck his face, I was so turned on by how dirty he was being. In my bedroom he lay down naked on the bed his huge erection was so hard and inviting I wanted to hop on but I stuck with his rules, I straddled him, he grabbed my arse and pushed me towards his face, I rocked my hips and his tongue circled my clit and pushed in my cunt. I could take no more I came all over him. the pleasure exploded, I could barely breathe.

Although I was still not satisfied, I wanted his cock. James was more than happy to oblige. He turned me over telling me he wanted a better view of my arse. I could feel his breath on my neck, his kisses down my back and cock slid easily into my wet slit, in and out it slid. Harder and faster each time.

To my suprise I could feel a finger slip into my arse hole; my muscles tensed around it in delight and his cock continued to pump inside me. I could hear him moaning louder and louder. I shuddered as did he and we came within seconds of each other. Definitely worth the few weeks wait - I couldn't have been more satisfied laying next to the fittest man I'd ever been with.

After an hour or so I led him to my bathroom - nothing like showering with a sexy man - and of course I couldn't resist another fiddle with that stunning cock!