A Public Encounter

I was really nervous while I sat at a cafe waiting for my date to arrive. It was my first time meeting someone from an online dating app and I wasn't sure what to expect. I hadn't even wanted to sign up to the dating app, but my friends had made me a profile so I figured it couldn't hurt to try. I had decided that if I was going to do this, I would simply meet up with anyone who was keen to meet me. The first person to message me was John. From his profile, he had a friendly looking face and I saw we had some common interests. After a week of messaging back and forth via the app, John asked me for my phone number. He promptly called me and asked me if I'd like to go out for coffee. I said yes. We agreed on a time and place.

I had arrived early, and had just received my coffee when a voice said "May I join you?" I looked up to see that friendly face I'd been messaging all week.

"Uh, sure. It's John, right?" I said nervously.

"Yes, thank you for agreeing to meet me." John sat across from me, and we chatted away while we had our coffee. There was something about him that made me feel safe, and I told him about how this was my first time meeting someone from an app and how I wanted to try new things and take some risks. I was feeling a bit overwhelmed, so I excused myself to use the restroom.

When I got back, I went to sit back down, but he patted the seat next to him and said "come sit next to me." His tone was friendly, but the look in his eyes meant business, so I obliged. He said "I've been thinking about what you said about taking risks, and I think I can help you with that." I had become extremely aware that his body was so close to mine, his leg pressing against my leg.

I nodded. John's hand was now resting on my bare knee. It wasn't an overly sexual gesture, but I was aroused at the heat from his hand on me. I began to question my choice of outfit. I was wearing a slim fitting shirt that showed off my DD breasts and a short skirt, although not a mini skirt by any means. I hadn't realised I'd been staring at his hand on my knee until his other hand lifted my chin to get me to look up at his face. My eyes met his and I saw his desire for me there. The next thing I knew, his lips were on mine and he was kissing me.

My whole body was on fire with arousal. I had never felt anything like it before. I realised at that moment that John could do anything to me and I would let him. Our lips parted, and it was then that I realised John's hand was dangerously close to my pussy. I had forgotten we were out in public and had lost myself in the moment. My cheeks reddened with embarrassment as I looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that no one had been watching us.

John's hand took one of mine and placed it on his knee. He looked at me knowingly, silently commanding me to do the same thing to him as he had done to me. Looking down, I could clearly see his hand resting against my lacy knickers. I could also see he had a big bulge in his trousers. I thought "we're out in public, so things can't get too crazy," and I had vowed to myself to take some risks. Besides, if I went to stand up now, John's fingers would press through the material of my knickers and firmly against my pussy, rubbing my clit through the material.

Instead, I slowly moved my hand up his leg, getting closer to his bulge, watching as it got bigger and harder in anticipation of my touch. John started talking to me again, as if we really were just out on a date and not touching each other under the table. He leaned in close to me to whisper in my ear "whatever you do, do not moan out loud," as his fingers pushed my knickers to one side and he slid one finger inside my incredibly wet and tight pussy. My hips bucked a little as I fought to suppress the moan that was at my lips and his finger slid deeper inside me. "Good girl," he said as my body responded to him, to his words, and to his touch. At this stage, I'd long forgotten or just didn't care where we were, I needed to touch him.

I unzipped his trousers and his cock sprang free. My fingertips gently explored his cock. Rubbing softly over the head and down his shaft, feeling every inch of his 7-8 inch cock. As I wrapped my hand around his cock, I stroked my thumb over the tip of his cock and sensitive spot just underneath. He kissed me to stop me from moaning while we played with each other. He slipped another finger inside me, his thumb now rubbing my clit. It had been over a year since I had been intimate with a man and here I was getting very intimate on the first date, and in public no less! I had definitely fulfilled my vow of trying new things already. I began to relax as I focused on enjoying the moment.

John stopped kissing me and smiled at me knowingly as his fingers slid in and out of my pussy. His free hand held my hand still against his cock. He whispered in my ear again but this time told me I had been doing such a good job of stroking him that he needed to cum but if we made a mess, it would be too obvious to everyone that we'd been playing with each other.

"Ride me," he insisted as he was already tugging my knickers off me. My hips automatically lifted to help him. I watched as he slowly pulled my knickers off and put them in his pocket. John then pulled me on top of him, making sure my dripping wet pussy lined up with his rock hard cock. His hands were on my bum pulling me down on him, his cock slowly filling my pussy. I felt him tense up the moment his cock was balls deep inside me. I knew he was going to cum. I started to grind my pussy on his cock with my own orgasm building. My arms were around his neck as we kissed, tongues entwined and exploring.

I felt jets of cum spurt deep inside me as he orgasmed, setting off my own orgasm. So intense, my body shuddered, pussy pulsing and squeezing his cock hard. Both of us were breathing heavily. We waited, not moving, until our breathing slowed back to normal before I slid off him and back onto my own seat. "You said you wanted to try new things and take risks," he stated plainly as if we hadn't just fucked in public.