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Dinner Date 29

Dinner Date 29

by lcrowe
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"Pu... pu..." Doug stammered before coming to a stop, his cheeks turning a bright red while he looked anywhere besides at Jamie.

Jamie spluttered, the tomato sauce from the spaghetti twined on her fork spraying onto the dinning room table while she choked back a laugh.

"Oh, really!" Jamie said with a grin, her large, brown eyes sparkling in delight.

"Pringles!" Doug stammered, his face still a bright red, "I meant to say pringles but... choked!"

Jamie sat her fork down in her plate and smiled at Doug, the two of them sitting at his dinner table in his small apartment.

"Phu and pri..." Jamie said and made the sounds a couple of times as if testing them out, "Hmmm, I'm going to guess that pringles wasn't what came to mind when I asked what you love to eat but never have the chance."

Doug gave his head a rueful shake while he grinned, "Maybe not."

"Umm hmm," Jamie said and licked her lips before biting her lower one, "So... what is something that starts with phu you love to eat, but never seem to have?"

"Phhh... stachios," Doug replied with a grin, "Yep, pistachios or maybe... um... oh, pupusa!

"I really enjoy pupusa, but I hardly ever get to have any!"

"I'm... not even sure what that is," Jamie replied while still smiling, "I guess it was just wishful thinking on my part that you meant to say something... else...

"Fine, I'm busted," Doug said softly while staring at Jamie, "It's just... having dinner with you feels so natural that when you asked me I just blurted the first thing that came to mind without even thinking."

Jamie smiled even broader, her teeth a brilliant white in her dark caramel skin. Doug smiled back and admired her tall, lithe body as she leaned back in her chair, the fabric of her tight yellow tube dress molding to her curves so that he had to consciously not glance down at her breasts or the way her nipples dimpled the thin fabric. If she minded his occasional glances she didn't make an issue of them and even seemed to lean back to press her C cup breasts out more.

"It's nice that you feel comfortable having dinner with me," Jamie replied and then slowly raised her hands up over her head to stretch languidly while staring at Doug, "But I still don't know what you were going to really say."

"Ahhh, you can't guess?" Doug replied while his face heated in embarrassment again.

"Nope," Jamie shot back, "What is it that you love to eat, but never seem to have and starts with phu?"

Doug chuckled while shaking his head again and glanced down at the plate of half finished spaghetti in front of him and then back up.

"Pussy," Doug said simply, his eyes never leaving Jamie's.

"Ummmm, interesting," Jamie purred, "That certainly sounds promising.

"I'm sure you got to eat plenty of pussy while you were married though, so I'm not sure how honest that is."

"You might be surprised," Doug said with a shrug, "I wasn't... allowed to go there when I was married, so yea, didn't get to indulge even then."

"Your wife wouldn't let you go down on her?" Jamie asked in amazement, "You're serious?"

"I don't... l hate talking about ex's," Doug began and then hesitated for a moment, "But yea, she thought it was disgusting giving bj's and having me go down on her, so yea, not something I got to do."

Jamie stared for a moment and then took another bite of spaghetti.

"What?" Doug asked after Jamie had been staring at him for almost a minute without saying anything.

Jamie gave a shrug while still smiling and staring at him.

"What?" Doug asked again with a laugh.

"It's just I've had so many guys in the past say they love to eat pussy and then when they get between my legs they barely give me a kiss and a quick lick and then want to shove their dick in," Jamie said, "Ok, yea, I get messy when I get excited, but hell, most of'em can't even bother to get me wet eating me out before they want to fuck me."

"So many guys?" Doug teased.

"You got a problem with body count?" Jamie shot back, "Cause I might have a few bodies that got nothing to do with if with I slept with them or not!"

Doug laughed and took a swig of his Deschutes Red Chair pale ale.

"Honestly?" Doug replied and shrugged, "Not really, we're both old enough to be over all that crap I hope.

"My ex had a low body count and sex sucked, it was nasty and disgusting and something she never wanted to do, so yea, to me a high body count just means you're comfortable with sex and sexuality and enjoy it."

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"I am and I do," Jamie said with a nod, "But it still means I've had guys tell me they just love eating pussy and then can't bring themselves to give me a good lickin for more than sixty seconds."

"Well, that's on them," Doug replied, "I know what I like."

"And you like eating pussy," Jamie said huskily.

"Absolutely," Doug replied.

"Uh hu," Jamie said softly and then pushed her chair back to stand up.

Doug's eyes widened slightly, his view flickering down to Jamie's chest and her nipples that were dimpling out the tight yellow fabric of her dress even more. She took a moment to look slowly around his apartment before staring at the large snow white sheepskin rug he had in front of his entertainment center.

"So... show me," Jamie said and held out her hand.

Doug gave an abrupt, cut off laugh and reached out to take Jamie's hand, her skin hot and moist against his while she pulled him up out of his chair. He stepped closer so that he could take her thin waist in his arms and pull her into a kiss, their tongues sparing and dancing for a few moments before Doug pulled away and began to lead the way to his bedroom.

"No," Jamie protested and pulled him to a stop with her hand in his, "Lay down on your back."

Jamie glanced purposefully at the rug, Doug's eyes following her glance before he grinned and nodded.

"Sure," he replied and walked as calmly as he could over to the rug so that the deep, soft fur slipped between his toes, "Do you want me to take my clothes off?"

"Nope," Jamie replied while following behind him, "I want you to lay down so I can sit on your face."

"You have to promise me something first, though," Doug said and licked his lips.

"Maybe," Jamie replied with a smile.

Doug chuckled and then sat down on the rug.

"You have to promise me that you won't stop until you cum in my mouth," Doug said while looking up and Jamie and then lay back on the rug.

"You think you can make me cum?" Jamie asked and walked onto the rug before her eyes suddenly opened wide, "Ohhh, that feels sooo nice!"

Doug smiled and glanced over at Jamie's bare feet while she wiggled her toes in the deep, thick wool, the soles of her feet a much lighter cream color than her skin tone. When he glanced back up at Jamie's face she smiled and then reached down to begin lifting the hem of her skin tight yellow dress. The dress was mid thigh, the tight fabric bunching up as she pulled until it up her thick thighs and over her hips until he caught a glimpse of pink nestled between her legs. Jamie kept pulling her dress up until it slipped up over her hips to the middle of her stomach and then stepped forward so that she had one foot on either side of his head.

"Do you think my pussy is pretty?" Jamie asked huskily.

Doug stared upward. With her legs parted Jamie's sex spread open like a flower, her mound covered by short, curly jet black hair, her inner lips a deep chocolate several shades darker than her caramel skin. What drew Doug's eye was the wet, pink flesh between her inner lips, a clear thread of liquid already slowly stretching from the mouth of her vulva, growing longer and longer until breaking free to land on his neck.

"I think you're beautiful!" Doug breathed.

"You really do think my pussy is pretty?" Jamie asked again and reached down to spread herself open, her vulva gaping for Doug to peer inside of her.

Another thread of liquid had already formed and was swinging with Jamie's every movement, Doug licking his lips while his eyes tracked the glistening dew drop at the end of that thread until it broke free to land on his chest.

"You have a gorgeous pussy!" Doug said sincerely, "I want to taste you!"

Jamie smiled and then sank down onto her knees while still holding herself open. She had to scoot backward a little and then sank down even more. Doug smelled Jamie before ever tasting her, a strong, pungent aroma of shellfish and salt as well as a musky scent that reminded him of leaves after a heavy rain in the summer. As soon as Jamie was close enough he rose up to lick away the clear thread that had reformed at the mouth of her vulva, her flavor just as strong, just as delicious as her smell.

"Put your hands out!" Jamie demanded and then spread her knees apart while she pushed herself down onto Doug's waiting mouth and tongue.

Doug had began to reach around Jamie's thighs but moved them to the side, Jamie leaning down so that she could take each of his hands in hers and interlace their fingers.

"Fuck me!" Jamie moaned and began to rock her hips, "Fuck me with that nice, fat tongue!"

Jamie began to rock her hips, Doug's tongue slipping over her clit and then dipping into her vulva while her nectar began to flow. She wasn't shy about using him, pressing her pussy down onto his extended tongue and open mouth, rocking her hips so that even Doug's nose would slip inside of her gaping hole, more of her juices coating his lips, nose, cheeks and chin every moment.

"Mmmmm," Doug moaned, Jamie's juice flowing freely out of her and directly into his waiting mouth, the taste of shellfish and salt only growing stronger as her excitement increased.

He stared up her flat stomach to the bottom of her swaying breasts barely contained by the tight yellow fabric of her dress. She moaned even louder while she rocked her hips, her nectar flowing down to coat his chin while Doug allowed her to use his tongue as her own personal sex toy.

"You like my cunt?" Jamie moaned while griping his hands tightly and holding them pressed against the ground, "You think my cunt juice tastes good?"

"Mmm hmm," Doug moaned and tried to force his tongue even deeper inside of her as she pressed her entire pussy down onto his mouth.

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Doug continued to lick while Jamie rode his face, the amount of milky juice flowing from her increasing by the moment until her inner thigs and even her lower stomach were glistening wet. He had no idea what his face must look like and didn't care, her honey filling his mouth until he was forced to swallow, his tongue always extended for Jamie's pleasure.

"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck!" Jamie repeated over and over, her hips rocking so that Doug's tongue would slip from her puckered asshole up to her clit and back, always slipping deep into her with every stroke.

Doug found that he was thrusting his hips upward ineffectually, his rock hard cock still trapped inside his jeans, Jamie still holding his hands tightly pressed down against the rug without ever letting him pull away, and still he had to keep swallowing the fountain of nectar pouring into his mouth.

"Oh... oh... oh... keep going!" Jamie cried out, her hands squeezing Doug's even tighter, "Keep that tongue inside me!"

"Mmm hmm," Doug moaned, his tongue flicking at the walls of Jamie's sheath every time she pressed her pussy hard against his mouth.

"Ohhhhh, you going to make me cum!" Jamie cried out, her body beginning to tremble without ever slowing her rocking hips, "I'm going to cum in your mouth! You want me to cream in your mouth?"

"Mmm hmm!" Doug exclaimed, his tongue never slowing as he probed the silky smooth flesh inside of her.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Jamie suddenly cried out, her body going ridged while Doug felt his mouth filled with warm, salty liquid.

Jamie squeezed his hands to the point where it was nearly painful, his arms pined to the fur rug. Warm liquid washed over his nose and mouth, his cheeks, neck and even his eyes, and still he kept licking deep inside of her.

"Ohh, fuck, ohh, fuck, ohhh, that is sooo good!" Jamie moaned when she was finally able to catch her breath.

Jamie let go of Doug's hands and climbed off him, Doug barely beginning to sit up before she pushed a hand against his chest.

"Don't you move, just get your pants off!" Jamie demanded, "You ain't even close to bein done eatin my pussy yet!"

"I love the sound of that!" Doug said with a smile and lifted his hips up.

He had to struggle a bit before he managed to get his jeans over his hips without first undoing his belt, but Jamie was instantly reaching down to pull his jeans off his legs before shoving his boxers down as well.

"You got a nice, thick cock, don't you," Jamie breathed when she saw Doug's already hard length spring up the moment his boxers slid down.

Without any hesitation Jamie climbed on top of Doug with a knee on either side of his face so that she could take his cock in her mouth. Doug moaned at the feel of her warm, wet mouth working his glans while her hand stroked up and down his length, this time instead of forcing her pussy down onto his face Doug had to lift up to begin licking her slit. With his hands free Doug reached around to spread Jamie's cheeks, her thick, dark inner lips dangling and pink mouth gaping open. Every inch of her skin was glistening wet, from her asshole, inner thighs and stomach, to the tight curls of her pubic hair matted in a milky cream.

Doug had enjoyed Jamie riding his face, using his face for her pleasure, demanding him to please her, but he loved gazing up at her beautiful flower, slowly and gently running his tongue along each side of her thick, dangling inner lips, circling the clenching, squeezing mouth of her vulva, teasing the large, pink pearl of her clit with the tip of his tongue. He would happily let her use his face as often as she desired but loved making love to her pussy with his mouth while she sucked on his length. He let Jamie be his guide, concentrating more around the mouth of her vulva and clit when she moaned and moved with just the slightest of touches whenever his tongue strayed to those areas.

More than once he simple pulled her cheeks apart and gazed upward, her milky juice dripping in an almost continuous stream from her clit, her pink vulva and asshole clenching and squeezing at his slightest touch. Her body would jump every time he used a fingertip to caress her puckered asshole before pressing inward, his middle finger sliding up to his first knuckle as she moaned even louder around his cock.

He could feel his own pleasure building, but still was in no hurry while he enjoyed Jamie's taste and smell, and the beauty of her flower. The view was one of contrasts, the skin of her mound caramel, her inner lips a deep chocolate, the silky skin between a light pink, and the soft, wet mouth of vulva and even the pillowy glistening wet flesh of her sheath a lighter shade of pink. He opened his mouth wide and let her juice drip from her clit onto his tongue and then leaned up to burry his tongue inside of her.

"Ommmmmm!" Jamie cried out, his length never slipping from her sucking mouth.

Jamie began to move her hips in time with his tongue, Doug allowing her to set the rhythm and pace by her movements and the sounds of pleasure she made. She began to lift and press down while Doug relaxed, again letting Jamie use his tongue and face for her pleasure while he enjoyed the hard, constant pressure of her mouth sucking on the head of his dick. After only a minute he could see her thick milky cream matted into her hair and hanging in ropes from her inner lips and vulva in thick threads connected to his lips while he breathed in her taste and smell.

"Umm, umm, umm, umm!" Jamie moaned while suckling his cock, his pleasure suddenly spiking.

Without a word of warning he shot his seed into Jamie's mouth, spurt after spurt while she continued to suck hard on his dick and bounce her pussy up and down on his face. Suddenly she pressed her pussy down on his probing tongue while her body shuddered, Doug watching her asshole squeeze around the tip of his finger as a second gush of warm, salty liquid filled his mouth and soaked his shirt.

Even after their pleasure had been spent, they both continued to devour each other, Jamie's tongue circling the ridge of his cock and sometimes suckling his flaccid length while Doug lapped at her milky cream still flowing from her vulva and occasionally sucking and tugging on one of her dark chocolate lips. Doug was gentler than Jamie had been at the height of her pleasure, his tongue gliding slowly over her silky smooth skin, lingering longer with a gentle pressure against her clit or circling the mouth of her vulva to taste her milky nectar without ever moving the tip of his middle finger still inside of her asshole.

"You're going to make me cum again if you don't stop," Jamie said softly after several minutes when she took a moment to pull his flaccid dick from her mouth.

"You're going to make me hard again if YOU don't stop," Doug replied and then went right back to slowly devouring her.

With the immediate need, the demand for release slacked Doug was more than happy to take his time, to savor the beauty of Jamie's flower and breath in her musky aroma. Slowly he used his tongue to explore her wet folds, delighting in the way her body jerked every time he would lick the silky smooth skin just below her clit, or the way the mouth of her vulva would clench when he would circle his tongue around her wet, gaping mouth. He loved the way Jamie would move her hips and moan every time he would lick along the shaft of her clit and use his tongue to play with the horseshoe of her hood, pushing the soft skin back to expose more of her pink pearl for his attentions.

And there was the pleasure of Jamie's mouth suckling his flaccid dick as well, the way she seemed to enjoy taking his head in her mouth and applying pressure before letting him slip out to use her tongue to lick up and down his shaft while she held him in her hand.

There was no rush, no pressure, no need to reach a climax, only the pleasure he took in devouring her, in giving Jamie pleasure while he explored her wet folds while her milky nectar dripped from her body onto his chin and even into his open and waiting mouth.

Minutes slipped away and became a quarter of an hour, and then a half hour, quiet moans of pleasure and wet sounds of their mouths sucking, licking and kissing filling the room. Doug's eyes were drawn again and again to Jamie's gaping mouth, her juices flowing freely from her vulva while he imagined her wet heat enveloping his length. He felt himself stirring and getting hard again, his eyes gazing up at Jamie's dripping flower while he imagined that his seed was mingled inside of her to add to her wetness.

The idea excited him even more, the mental image of Jamie's gaping pussy, his cum and her juice flowing out of her making him swell inside Jamie's mouth while she suckled him. He leaned up to shove his tongue deep inside of her, to lap at her juice covering her sheath in a thick sheen, but also wasn't going to let himself be the one to suggest that they stop enjoying devouring each other.

More minutes passed, Jamie's head bobbing up and down on Doug's dick while he sucked and pulled on her long, thick lips and lapped at her juices dripping from her. When she moved it came as a sudden surprise to Doug, her pussy suddenly jerked away from his mouth, his fingertip pulled from her asshole in and instant. Jamie quickly spun around and then straddled him, a hand reaching down to grab his hard dick and guide him as she sank down, her bodyweight pressing his length home into her soft, wet heat.

"Look at your face, you're a mess!" Jamie gasped while she stared down at him and then sank down, her dress still hiked up around her waist so that Doug could only see the outline of her breasts.

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