Pamela—“Ladies.”
Dale—“Nervous?”
Pamela—zzzzzziiiipppppp
Dale—“WOW!”
Pamela—“You?”
Dale—zzzziiiiippppp
Pamela—“Impressive.”
Dale—grunt
Pamela—moan
Dale—grunt
Pamela—moan
Dale—grunt
Pamela—moan
Dale—“Ahhhhhhhhh.”
Pamela—“Mmmmmmm.”
Dale—zip
Pamela—zzzziiiippppp
Dale—“Thanks.”
Pamela—“Bye.”
The Blind Date
The moon was glowing brightly in the starry sky and they danced slowly on the balcony with the sound of crashing waves echoing down the beach and soft music from the stereo setting the mood. The chilled bottle of wine was almost gone, and the room service dinner had gotten cold as they just talked and nibbled, not wanting to miss anything. If there was such a thing as love at first sight, this might be it.
Stan was an average kind of guy. He worked in the computer industry and was reasonably well off financially. But, to be blunt, he was average height, had an average build and average looks. Kelly was a little taller than Stan, with dark hair and long features that made her look slender. This meeting was a blind date. Some friends of Stan’s from work had met Kelly at a company function and hit it off.
The warmth from the wine made her feel relaxed and loose, almost uninhibited. The ocean breeze smelt wonderful and she breathed it in deeply. As it swept over her, the coolness made her nipples sensitive and perky and she moaned softly. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, oblivious to everything around her but Stan. Her long fingernails dragged up and down her legs, moving her skirt up her thighs. She parted her legs a little so she could feel the breeze rush against every part of her body.
She knew Stan was watching and it made her feel more alive and more aroused than usual. Kelly moved down a little and raised a leg up over the arm of the lounge chair and moved her skirt higher. She slipped a long finger into her mouth, wetting it, then moved it between her legs and rubbed the red silk fabric of her underwear. Stan sat a little dumbfounded but extremely aroused by what he was seeing. His bulging pants made it apparent the effect she had on him.
The wine had also relaxed him. He sat in front of her and watched intently as Kelly moved her underwear to the side and he could see the dark pubic hair shimmering with wetness. Her fingers moved slowly but knowingly along her hips and back between her legs. The red nail polish accentuated the vision as he saw her finger disappear between her labia and peeking back out at the base of her pussy. She moaned as she slid a finger all the way into herself and pulled it back out. She sucked on it then putting it back inside as if to taste the wine from the bounty between her thighs.
Her other hand moved up and cupped her breast, pushing it upwards, holding it tightly. Kelly’s thumb rubbed her erect nipple as she deepened the probing of her pussy with her finger.
“Mmmmmmmm. Do you like this Stan?”
“More than you know,” he replied, keeping his hand from pressing down on his bulge.
Kelly moved both hands between her legs spreading them apart and opened her lips wide showing Stan her beauty. The shimmering light made her wetness glisten and the pink inside looked pure and tasty, making Stan almost drool to look at her. The fragrance in the air was like a drug, making him crave more. She massaged her protruding clit, driving herself nuts, but knowing exactly what she was doing. She slid another finger inside her opening and continued to massage her clitoris with the other one. Stan was transfixed and wanted to help her.
“Stan, can you come over here?” Kelly whispered.