What I was going to do tonight went against everything that I believe in. So why was I going through with it? I always said that I would never be set up on a blind date. I mean what is wrong with me? It's not like I am bad looking or can't hold a conversation or don't have a personality. I have plenty of friends! Actually my problem is that I work too much. I never have time to mingle with people. So when my girlfriend Gianna set me up on this date I was totally against it. I can hear her voice now telling me how nice looking he is, that he has a good job, and lives on his own. Plus, she said, what did I really have to lose? There was just one little catch... he is into Erotic Fantasies. Something about him having sex in public places? Sighing, I wonder, really how bad can this be? It's been a long time since I have been out on a date. Plus, I am up for a bit of excitement! When she finally talked me into it, I told her to make sure the date is only for drinks.
We are meeting in the city at a bar called The Lime Light. It's supposed to be one of those places where everyone who is anyone goes there. All of a sudden I feel this rush of excitement. I really want to go. The thing is I don't really even know what he looks like. I was only given this basic description of him, black hair, blue eyes, great body and that his name is Jack. It sounds like he is so hot. Meanwhile he was given a picture of me, so he should have no trouble finding me. I have already decided that I am going to dress really sexy.
After taking a shower I go into my bedroom and all my clothes are lying on the bed already. There is a sheer thong with matching bra. It fits so fine that you can make out my nipples through it. Below that are my thigh-high stockings in sheer offβblack. And then let's not forget my Fuck Me Pumps. I have this one piece black leather outfit, short, strapless and skin-tight. One wrong move and I am busting out of it. After I am dressed, I look in the mirror. God, I am so hot that I would do me! My make-up is perfect with red lipstick on my full pouty lips. My full head of long curly hair is beautiful and soft to touch . Hope he likes brunettes! Just a hint of perfume and then off I go.
I take a cab so I don't have to drive into the city and I get there within a half hour. The place is jumping and the music is so loud it's flowing outside along with all the chattering that is going on. I get out of the cab after paying the driver, and I can see how eyes are on me. It makes me feel good and this way I know that I look hot. I just hope that my blind date finds me hot too!
Once inside the place I have no idea where to go. I work my way over to the bar and hope that he finds me. I stand there for what feels like an eternity and then I feel someone looking at me. I mean really looking at me. I slowly turn my head and straight across the bar I see a set of stunning blue eyes looking right at me. He was tall and muscular. His black curly hair was just long enough so that I would be able to thread my fingers through it. Even from across the bar I could see that he had straight white teeth and a wicked grin. Damn, he is so handsome! There is no way that can possibly be him. No way in hell someone that good looking is single. I blink my eyes quickly, but when I look again he is no longer there. Was it my imagination? It can't be. I know I was looking at him.
All of a sudden the hair on the back of my neck stands on end. I feel someone right behind me and standing so close that I can feel his breath on my neck. He whispers in my ear, "No one told me how hot you are. You don't know how glad I am that you showed up, Tara."
Before he finished whispering I could feel him run his tongue gently on my ear and the feeling of it makes me gasp. He licks and plays with my ear with his tongue. His breath is hot and my body responds immediately. I just met him and he is getting me all worked up! Never before has anyone ever made me feel the way he is making me feel right now.
Then he turns me around and says, "By the way I'm Jack." Then he asks me if I had ever been fucked in public! Before I could reply he says, "Thought not."
I feel something press against my clit unexpectedly. "Spread for me baby, I want you to feel how it is to have your hot cunt played with while you have so many people around you. Just think, if you start to sweat and drip a bit, anyone around you will be able to smell your scent of sex."
He isn't giving me a chance to think, to respond, to do anything. I don't understand how he has so much control over me! All I know is that I am so overcome with all these different emotions all at one time. I can feel the heat of my body just running all through me... and I know I want to do what he says. I spread my legs for him and I feel him nudge the crotch of my thong to the side and just push something cold and long right into me.
I hear him whisper in my ear, "Wrap your pussy lips around it baby. You are going for a ride." He licks my ear once again. Before I can react, I feel that cold thing start to vibrate with a slow deep buzz. Little by little it begins to vibrate more quickly. Oh my God! My knees feel like they are going to buckle. Jack is controlling the speed of the vibrations with a little remote in the palm of his hand. My head starts to spin and I wonder if I am going to pass out.
The bartender walks over and asks us for our order. Chuckling Jack says, "I think my little lady need something real stiff here, to drink that is," as he winks at me. I can't believe that he is saying that to the bartender when he turns the vibrator up another notch without warning. A bit of a moan escapes my lips without me even realizing it.
The bartender turned to me. "Is something wrong?"
I am beyond speaking at this point, completely aroused and embarrassed at the same time. Jack answers for me, "She is just very thirsty. You see, she's been working up a sweat. Please bring us your best champagne on ice! The little lady and I have a lot to celebrate." The bartender leaves to take care of our order.
I glare at Jack. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
"You are my fantasy date for the night, baby," he smirks at me. As the bartender returns to pour our champagne, Jack holds up his glass to me. "Tara, I am going to make this a date for you to remember." I feel a chill run up my spine.
I sip at my champagne, trying to act calm and natural even though that vibrator is still pulsing within me. Jack swiftly pulls it out of me and I squeak out a startled, "Ahh!" I can feel wetness running down my inner thighs. Then I feel Jack's finger stroking the front of my thong, closest to my clit.
"Mmmm. Tara, you are so hot and wet... Your thong is so moist. Slip it off for me baby, I want them."
I turn looking at him straight in the eyes. "You want what? Are you nuts! You just expect me to slip it off and hand it over to you? All these people around us?" I feel his hand ready to tug them. I just know he will rip them right off me if I don't take them off myself. Jack seems to be someone who doesn't take no for an answer and I am secretly thrilled by his forceful nature. "OK! I will slip them off for you."
Once my panties are off Jack takes them from me and squeezes them in his hand. He brings them to his nose, sniffing at them and then licking them before he puts them into his pocket. I stand next to him in disbelief wondering What have I gotten myself into?
"Baby, your scent, your taste... I want more of you and I will have all of you." Jack takes me by the hand and we weave through the crowd. As we are walking he rubs my hand lightly over his cock. I couldn't believe how HARD it was and it just felt so BIG. Our eyes meet and Jack assures me that everything will be alright.
All I can think about is how I am walking around with no thong on under my tiny dress. I feel so exposed... so naked. One slight move and my cheeks will be sticking out of this dress! I wonder if that's what Jack wants. Is he trying to put me on display, show me off? Naw, that's a stupid thing for me to be thinking. Yet, the thought of all this is making me very excited. The club is so big and crowded and I finally think to ask Jack where we are going.
"Have you ever played Billiards?" he asks.