Blind Date

This story, like all my stories, is a work of fiction. All characters are age 18 or older. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person is unintentional and coincidental. As always, your comments are welcome.

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I'm going to be late, I thought, as I ran across the parking lot toward my car. My boss was not going to be happy.

It was a warm, sunny afternoon in April. The spring semester at the university was coming to a close, and a day party was in full swing on campus. Those sorts of things never really were my scene, but I couldn't go even if I wanted to. I had an off-campus job that I worked on Saturday afternoons, and I was going straight from my shift to a blind date that a friend had set up for me that evening.

I scurried through the rows of parked cars, desperately trying to remember where I parked. After zigging and zagging, I saw the rear passenger side of my car from afar and hurried toward it.

I looked down at my watch as I jogged toward my sedan. 1:38 PM. It was about a twenty minute drive to my job so I really needed to hit the road.

I reached my car from the passenger side and whirled past the trunk to reach my driver side door. All of a sudden, I felt my feet and pant leg getting wet. What the hell? It hadn't rained in days.

I looked down. Much to my surprise, there was a girl in a short pink dress squatting beside my car. A steady stream of yellowish liquid emerged from between her thighs right onto the spot where I stood.

"Sorry to interrupt," I said, "but that's my car you're peeing next to."

The girl looked up. It was tough to tell how tall she was since she was crouched down, but she had dark hair and a friendly enough face. I didn't recognize her, but I certainly didn't mind the glimpse of her clean shaven sex, even if it was soaking my lower half.

"Oh God I'm so sorry!" she said, clearly trying to decide between preserving her modesty and finishing her activity. She half stood up, removing her hand from her crotch that had held her panties aside. As her undies slid back into place, her stream splashed a bit and began to soak the light colored panties nestled up against her pussy.

"You know how these day parties are," she continued. "Nowhere to pee when you're outside for hours. Girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do."

"So you decided to pee on my shoes?" I asked, a bit more gruffly than I had intended, but I was justifiably upset that my grey suede shoes were now soaked in piss.

"Well you weren't here when I started."

"No kidding."

"How about I make it up to you?"

"Look don't worry about it. I just really need to go, so if you wouldn't mind stepping aside."

"Oh, uh, sure. Sorry again."

She stumbled backward, clearly feeling the effects of a few drinks.

"No problem. Have fun out there."

I tried to smile as my feet sloshed through her piss puddle on the way to the driver's seat. I unlocked the door, got in the car, turned the key, and drove off. I turned the heat on full blast and channeled it toward my feet in hopes of drying them off. The extra warmth was not at all what I wanted on an already warm day, but it was a small price to pay to try to look presentable for my job and my date.

I pushed the speed limit a little and made it to work just in time. I dashed in, sat at my desk, and got to work right away.

The work wasn't too difficult. It was a lot of administrative work - copies, filing, and the like. My hands were on autopilot while my mind drifted back to the events of a half hour earlier.

That was really something, I thought. It's not every day that you get to see a pretty girl partially nude on your way to work, even if only for a second.

I tried to recall what details I could, but it all happened so fast. She was clean shaven as far as I could tell. Her amply sized vulva seemed almost perfectly symmetrical - two tight lips with what looked like a coin slot in the middle.

With a body like that, I'll bet she's a good time in bed, I thought to myself. I figured I'd never find out. Besides, with my blind date approaching faster by the minute, I decided to focus my thoughts on her rather than on the buzzed girl who had relieved herself beside my car.

I had reluctantly agreed to the date after a friend suggested it to me. I knew very little about her. Her name was Lauren, and she was a student who studied biology at the university. I only had a few details about what she looked like - thin brunette with a brilliant smile. I hadn't even seen a picture of her.

The time at the office passed by slowly. The pre-first-date nerves certainly didn't help. I finished my work, thanked my boss, and headed out.

I arrived at the restaurant where we'd be meeting a little early, so I went to the bar to get a drink. I was halfway through my Manhattan when I got a text. It was from Lauren.

"Heyy it's Lauren I'm running a few minutes late you there yet?"

"Hey! Yeah I'm at the bar, see you when you get here."

The door to the restaurant was behind me, so only my back was visible given where I was sitting. I was the only person at the bar, so I figured she'd be able to conclude it was me.

I finished my drink and ordered another. A few minutes later, I felt a tap on the shoulder. Here goes nothing, I thought.

I turned around and started to say "Hi, I'm Sam." I stopped halfway through. My blind date was the girl who was peeing next to my car. What're the odds, I thought.

Starting again, I said, "Hi, I'm Sam."

"Lauren," she said sheepishly.

"Grab a seat. I'll buy you a drink."

"Cosmo please," she quickly said to the bartender.

"How's it going?" I asked.

"Oh you know, aside from peeing next to my date's car earlier today, I'm great."

We both laughed.

"I told you earlier not to worry about it!" I responded.

"You have to admit it's a little embarrassing."

"Maybe, but hey, we've all been there, right?"

"If you say so." Lauren took a big gulp of her cosmo. I followed suit.

"Besides. It was a great way to break the ice and get our date off to an interesting start," I teased.

"Oh yeah, great way to make a first impression on a blind date. You must think I'm some kind of exhibitionist."

"I don't think that. But from what I saw I'd have to say you're very sexy."

"Peeing on you is sexy, huh? Didn't know you were into that sort of thing."

I blushed. "I didn't mean it like that! I just meant you're attractive and I -"

"Relax Sam. I'm only kidding." Lauren smiled warmly.

We got to talking about other stuff - first date stuff - school, family, travel, and the like. We actually had a lot in common. Lauren loved to travel, especially to Europe, whenever she got the chance. I too enjoy a trip abroad. We shared stories of our travels to Italy and ordered another round of cocktails, then another, then another. The conversation flowed freely.

A few drinks in, Lauren loosened up. Putting her hand on my thigh, she leaned in and whispered, "want to know a secret?"

I nodded.

"Peeing in front of you actually really turned me on today. I didn't plan it or anything. But once you came around the side of your car and saw me like that - exposed and all - I liked it."

I wasn't sure how to respond. "If you want to know the truth, I liked watching. It's too bad I had to take off so quickly like that."

I leaned in and kissed her. It was short - a quick touch of the lips. I pulled away and saw the twinkle in her eyes. We kissed again, this time with more passion. Lauren opened her mouth to me, and I discreetly explored this new frontier with my tongue - as subtly as possible, of course, since we were in a bar after all.

Her hand was still on my thigh. I could feel the heat through my slacks. It was the heat of physical touch to be sure, but also the heat of passion. I put my hand on hers and squeezed.

"Want to get out of here?" Lauren asked.

"Sure thing," I said. "Did you drive here?"

"Nah, I took an Uber. Did you?"

"Yeah, I came here straight from work. Come on, I'll give you a ride."

I paid the bill and we headed out into the final glow of a spring sunset. We reached the car when Lauren said, "mind if I pee?"

"Be my guest. You're welcome to use your favorite spot again if you like."

"Okay but you better watch your shoes this time," she countered, winking at me. I chuckled.

Lauren squatted down beside my car and pulled up her dress. She tugged her thong down to her ankles and lifted her feet out of the apertures one at a time. Then, to my surprise, she rolled her thong into a ball and tossed it to me. I caught it with one hand and could feel the moisture that had leaked from her clearly aroused sex.

With her dress pulled up above her waist, Lauren looked up at me and said coyly, "want to watch?"

I didn't know quite what to say. I stood there, smiled, and said "go ahead."

Lauren unleashed a powerful stream of warm liquid from her exposed pussy. I couldn't make out all the details of her sex in the twilight, but my cock began to harden from what I could see before me. Her stream slowed to a trickle then ceased completely.

"The one thing about peeing next to your car is there's nothing to wipe with," she said as she stood. She wiggled around a bit, hoping to dislodge the last few droplets from her crotch.

"Don't worry," I said. "I can help." I put her panties into my pocket, stepped forward, and with a swift movement lifted her dress. I spread her thighs apart and offered a few well-placed licks to clean her up. She shuddered as my tongue met her soft, smooth sex.

I dropped her dress back to her thighs and motioned to the passenger door. "Let's get going."

She walked around the hood of my car, opened her door, and sat down in the passenger seat. I turned the key and started driving out of the parking lot. Two turns later and we were on the main road. I looked over quickly, and thought I saw Lauren submerging a finger into her pussy in the shadows. My dick began to harden in my pants.

We got back to campus after a short drive and found a parking spot.

"Where to?" I asked, not wanting the night to end.

"Let's go back to my place," she answered. "My roommates are out for the night. We'll have the place to ourselves."

I agreed, and off we went. Lauren lived in one of the newer buildings on campus. Large windows offered lots of natural light, and each roommate had a sizable bedroom off of a shared kitchen and living room.

"Drink?" she asked after unlocking the door.

"Certainly."

Lauren mixed some unidentifiable liquor with a similarly nondescript soda. She handed me a glass and kept one for herself. We clinked rims and took a sip. Several drinks in, it went down much more smoothly than it should have.

"Mind if I use your bathroom quickly?" I asked.

"Only if I can watch. Fair is fair."

We made our way to her apartment's small bathroom. There wasn't much space - a shower with a toilet right next to it and a sink on the other side of that.

I went to unzip my pants as Lauren lifted her dress again.

"Thought you just went?" I said.

"Had a lot to drink. Don't judge. Here, there's room for us both."

Lauren sat down on the seat and pushed her bum all the way to the back of the seat. She spread her legs wide on either side of the toilet, leaving a triangular space for me to aim into. As I removed my member and prayed it wouldn't get hard, I heard the familiar trickling sound as Lauren let go.

"What're you waiting for? Let's see it," she quipped.

I tugged on my half-erect penis and pointed toward the bowl. Unfortunately, I misjudged the angle, so when I began to pee, it splashed up against the front of her pussy.

"Watch it!" she said playfully.

"Sorry," I said, and quickly adjusted the trajectory to make a direct line to the water below.

Lauren finished before me and waited for my final rivulets to dry up.

Once I finished, she looked over at the toilet paper roll and said, "do I need this, or will you be cleaning me up again?"

I needed no further encouragement. I dropped to my knees and again took a few quick licks of her exposed pussy. The remaining drops of salty liquid registered with my tongue upon contact, but the taste was soon replaced by the familiar taste of a woman's sex.

"Come on," she said, prompting me to stand.

We both rose, and I pulled up my slacks while she dropped her dress to cover herself again. After a quick flush and rinse of hands, she grabbed me by the arm and pulled me toward her bedroom. I flicked the lightswitch on my way out the door.

We reached her bedroom and almost instantly embraced. I lifted her and tossed her on her bed, causing her dress to rise above her waist in the process. I moved forward and returned my head to the junction of her slender thighs.

Her pussy glowed in the warm yellow light of her bedroom. Her tender sex lips glistened with desire, and the bare skin of her mons was much lighter than the comparably tan skin on her legs.

I spread her labia apart with my thumbs and gently stroked her slit from bottom to top with my tongue - softly at first, but then with more pressure as I worked my way toward her clit.

Lauren's arousal intensified, and her pussy began to leak with desire, much like a faucet that wasn't completely turned off. I worked my way back down from her clit to her opening and inserted my tongue deep inside. I didn't wait long to retract it, and again placed some careful kisses upon her vulva. She tousled my hair as my mouth worked its way through her sex.

Keeping her legs spread apart, I dropped my head suddenly and licked her tight and cleanly shaven bumhole. I could feel her body jolt from the unexpected sensation.

All it took was a few more licks, kisses, and caresses - paired with a finger or two that targeted her G spot - to push Lauren over the edge. Lauren bucked hard, clamping my head between her thighs and lifting her hips off the bed in pleasure. My mouth and hand were rewarded with a flush of orgasmic juices as her body shook in ecstasy.

Lauren grabbed me by the ears and pulled me up toward her. We kissed. Her tongue dashed into my mouth as she tasted her own juices with a ravenous appetite.

I pulled her dress off of her body, and she similarly removed my pants, boxers, and shirt. A few moments later, our naked bodies were pressed together on top of her covers, the soft fabric tickling our flesh as we explored each other's bodies.

Lauren had small boobs with small nipples that stood out prominently from her flesh. She had very small areolas of a somewhat lighter shade than her nipples. I savored each breast with tender sucking while Lauren ground her bare pussy against my now erect shaft. The remains of her orgasm produced a slickness that let her easily glide back and forth along the length of my bare member.

I released her breast from my mouth, and she said "your turn."

She slid down my body, adding small kisses here and there as she went. She took my shaft in her left hand and greeted my tip with caresses. She opened her mouth to me, and my cock disappeared into her warm, welcoming mouth. As her mouth worked up and down, Lauren cupped my swollen balls with her other hand. I shivered as she grazed my thigh with one of her perky tits.

"I'm close," I said after a few minutes of rhythmic repetitions from Lauren. She slowed her pace and removed her mouth from my cock.

"Did you bring a condom?" she asked.

"No but I'm clean if you are," I said.

She nodded, adding that she was on the pill so she was good without latex if I was. I agreed.

Lauren spun around and faced my feet. She lifted her ass and guided the head of my cock to the entrance of her glistening pussy. She slowly dropped her ass down, letting my dick delve further and further into her sheath. Her vagina received my member, and she began to work her magic with a slow grinding motion. I matched her efforts with forceful thrusts.

As she worked her way up and down my shaft, I reached out to place my hand on her ass. I must've mistimed it, as my hand reached out at the very moment she was lowering herself onto my pelvis. My index finger slipped slightly into her bumhole - only up to the knuckle - and Lauren shrieked at the surprise intrusion.

I pulled my finger out gently and stroked her round cheeks while her pussy did its thing.

I put my hands on her shoulders and lowered her back onto my chest. Lying as two parallel bodies - her on top, me on the bottom, both of us looking up toward the ceiling - I began thrusting vigorously into her pussy.

She reached down to play with her clit, moaning loudly as she rubbed herself. A few pumps later, and I felt her sex tighten around my cock. Knowing full well that I couldn't last much longer, I thrusted twice and granted my balls a much needed release.

I ejaculated and sent several ropes of cum inside my date. We rested for a few minutes, each listening to the other breathing, until she raised her pelvis off of my penis and placed her head on my chest.

"Want to stay the night?" she asked.

"I'd love to," I replied.

We burrowed under the covers. I held her close as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

"Not bad for a first date," she said, as her body surrendered to the exhaustion of the evening's events.

Not bad at all, I thought, as I smiled and joined my date in a silent slumber.