I was having a little bit of a problem controlling my truck. Not because of how much I had to drink, but because of Carla playing with my cock. I finally had to tell her to ease up a bit. She was so horny that she hiked her skirt up to her hips and began playing with herself.
"Is this the way you act on all of your first dates?", I asked with a chuckle.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"You could take your panties off."
"I'm not wearing any, see!"
"Our first date, and you didn't even wear panties?" Oh, I was having fun with this first date thing.
"Well, I figured it this way, I was pulling out all of the stops. I wanted to get the guy I was going out with tonight. So, I am using all of the dirty tricks."
"Just to get him, huh?"
"Yup! Just to get him."
"Well, I appreciate the warning. I'd better watch myself."
"Oh, Mick! I'm having a wonderful time tonight. Thank you."
"Oh, really? Well thank you."
"I mean it Mick. This has been one of those great nights I wish would never end."
You know something? She was right. Even though I was having a good time, I hadn't really taken the time to think about it. But she was right on the money. "I'm glad. I'm having a great time too."
"Are you really? I mean, you're not just saying that, are you?"
I had thought about making one of my normal wise cracks, but I could tell Carla was really serious. I didn't want to screw things up like I did the other morning. "No, I mean it."
She leaned over and kissed me hard on the cheek. "Mick, is it wrong to tell someone you love them on a first date?"
"It all depends on whether it's the truth or if it is just a ploy to get them into bed."
"I really, really love you, Mick Pheury. Now you decide on whether I'm just trying to get you into bed or not."
All of the sudden, Carla realized we weren't heading back to her apartment. "Where the hell are we going?"
"My place. Is that okay?"
"Sure, but you picked me up at my place, remember?"
"Of course I remember."
"My bed is just as big as yours.", Carla said snidely.
"Yes it is, but I have the hot tub."
"That's a good point, but I didn't bring my swim suit."
"Who needs a swim suit?"
"On the first date? Mick Pheury, what kind of girl do you think I am?"
I had better really think about how to answer this one. "I'm still trying to figure that out. That's why I'm taking you to my place." I looked over at her and winked.
She smiled back as she leaned across the console and laid her head on my shoulder. Unlike the last time she did that, she stayed awake.
When we got to my house, she didn't waste any time. She went right to the bar, fixed us each a drink, and took them right to the bedroom. I went in the bathroom and when I came out Carla had found a couple of candles I've had around, and lit them. She was laying on the bed in just her stockings, garter, and bra. The garter and bra were black lace. In the glow of the candles, the normally rather masculine styled bedroom looked rather romantic.
"Mick, I'm not bringing up marriage or anything… '
"I hope not, this is only our first date."
"I'm not. But how would you like to come home to this every night?"
"I wouldn't!"
"Why not?"
"Because, me being the boss, you'd be getting home after me."
I took off my clothes and, unlike I do when I usually come home by myself, folded them and put them on a chair next to my closet. I sat my .45 on top of them. I walked over to the bed and Carla held her arms up as an invitation to join her. I slid on top of her as she wrapped her arms around my chest. As we kissed, I slid my hands behind her and unfastened her bra. She slid her arms out from the straps. I lifted off of her and unfastened the garter and unhooked her stockings.
"I thought you like it when I wear lingerie.", Carla remarked.
"I do, very much. But that's for fucking. I thought you said we were going to make love."
Carla gave me a big grin as she rolled her stockings down her legs and slid them off. She tossed her bra, garter, and stockings off onto the floor. I slid back on top of her as we kissed some more. I kissed my way down to her neck, and to her boobs. I licked and nibbled on each one of her nipples and then continued down her stomach. I tongued her navel and she busted out laughing.
"I'm sorry, I'm ticklish there."
That was funny, all the times we fooled around and I never knew her belly button was ticklish. Carla spread her legs, anticipating my next move. She brought her knees up and rolled her hips exposing her entire pussy to me. Her breathing was more like panting. I watched her firm, tight belly heave with every breath. I slowly worked my way across her abdomen, teasing her with my tongue. I licked around the mound of her pussy and along her upper thighs, but never touching her pussy.
"Ooo, Mick! Stop teasing me.", she purred. "Lick me. Lick my pussy."
I couldn't help myself. I had to tease her. I wanted to get her so excited that she would climax as soon as I slid my tongue across her pussy lips and clit. She grabbed my head and guided it towards her pussy. Then I licked her pussy. I licked her lips, separating them with my tongue. I licked up towards her swollen clit and pressed my tongue hard against it. Almost instantly, she orgasmed. "Oh god, Mick. I'm cumming. I'm cumming!"
She let out a loud moan as she gasped for air. I continued licking her, sliding my tongue inside her. Her juices coated my tongue as I tongue-fucked her. I slid two finger of my one hand inside her pussy as I continued to lick her. I rubbed my fingers against her "g-spot" causing her to have another orgasm. "Oh my god Mick. Stop! Stop!"
She tried to shut her legs, but I held them open. I refused to stop, continuing to rub her "g-spot" and licking her clit. "Oh Mick, please stop," she pleaded as she tried to push my head away, "that's enough. I'm going to cum!"
I kept going until Carla thrust her head back into the pillows. She thrust her hips up, forcing my face hard against her pussy. That was when I felt her squirt. Cum shot out from her pussy in several blasts. I kept licking her clit as I fingered her "g-spot". Carla was screaming like I had never heard. She was finally able to push my head away from her pelvis.
I had heard that some women could actually cum, but I had never actually experienced it first hand, no pun intended. Carla was completely exhausted as she laid on the bed trying to catch her breath. I just laid next to her looking at the expression on her face as she finally opened her eyes and looked at me.
