Lizzie peeked out the peep hole after she heard a heavy knock on the door.
It was a breezy cool fall night in southern Virginia, and Lizzie was so excited to finally meet her date. They had been talking online for months. He was smart, funny, attractive, and best of all - very sexual. Lizzie had always been more sexually adventurous than her boyfriends, and this posed a huge problem in the bedroom (or elsewhere). However, her and Bruce had already had phone sex, and even played on their webcams for one another.
Bruce had planned to take Lizzie to dinner in the city at a small Italian restaurant, then a drive in the country.
As Lizzie opened the door, a huge smile went on her face. He was just as tall, tan, and sexy as his pictures made him out to be.
Bruce stared at Lizzie in amazement. Her body was even more curvy and voluptuous in person than he saw in her pictures. He had never been with a girl with such beautiful curves. She was petite, her smile was gorgeous, her long brown hair flowed over her very low top, and down into her cleavage. Her top hugged her waist and hips. He couldn't help but hold her as tight as he could when he hugged her.
Lizzie didn't want to invite him in quite yet, so she closed the door behind her and they walked out to his car.
The whole night at dinner, as they talked and laughed, Bruce couldn't keep his eyes off of Lizzie's amazing cleavage. She had a very low cut lace top on, and every guy in the restaurant noticed.
After two hours of talking and flirting, they finally walked out of the restaurant.
"I'd love to have a ride in the country, the night is still young. What do you think?"
"The sounds wonderful, I know just where we can go." Lizzie said, remembering a spot about 15 minutes away that had a gorgeous view of the city lights. Her and her boyfriends used to go there in High School to make out, she seemed to be the only one who knew about it. She hasn't been back with a guy in ages, she only goes alone to listen to music and relax away from her home.
The road was just as curvy as Lizzie, and Bruce could hardly keep his eyes on the road. His hand moved over to her leg and started to rub it softly.
The car ride was pretty quiet, Lizzie could hardly speak. Bruce's hand was rubbing her thigh in a way that made her think of nothing but fucking him. She imagined his lips kissing her, his hand rubbing her body, his cock bulging. Before she knew it she opened her eyes and realized they were only a minute away. She grabbed Bruce's hand and told him to turn right. They went about half a mile down a dirt road, which ended with a wide open view of the city. There were woods behind them, and a cliff in front of them. They were completely alone.
"Lizzie, this is almost as gorgeous as you are. Do you come here often?"