I wasn't particularly excited about the prospect of going on a blind date, but it had been a while since I'd gotten any action, and I was getting desperate. The whole thing had been arranged by my friend Maddie. She knew I was in desperate need of some pussy, and she had just the girl for me.
The girl was one of Maddie's coworkers named Heather. Maddie wanted to keep it a true blind date, so she refused to show me any pictures of Heather. Instead she gave me a description, saying she had shoulder-length brown hair, green eyes, and tan skin. She also told me Heather was a little on the bigger side, but was thick in all the right places. This quip about Heather being a little bigger gave me some reservations, and made me wonder if it was the reason Maddie refused to show me a photo.
After giving me the physical description, Maddie told me about Heather's personality and interests. Nothing of Maddie's description struck me as out the ordinary until the last thing she mentioned. "Oh, one last thing," she began. "She loves to give head."
I did a double-take. "Say what?"
Maddie giggled. "You heard me correct."
"Come on, no girls actually enjoy giving head."
"For the most part that's true, but Heather does. She's always going on about all the guys she's blown. Just a few weeks ago she gave our co-worker Kevin a blowjob in the break room."
"You're just fucking with me."
"Afraid not. Just remember to thank me later."
I can't lie, when the day of the date came, I was very excited. It had been much too long since I'd gotten a blowjob. The plan was to meet at the beach, which was also exciting because I was in good shape, and it meant I'd get to see Heather in a bikini.
It had been arranged for us to meet at a relatively secluded beach called Marinara Cove. I was told Heather would be near the outlet of Blindman's Creek, and would be on a pink towel wearing a black bikini.
From far away I was able to see Heather's bright pink towel. There appeared to be no one else around her. As I drew nearer, I was quite pleased with what I saw. She was definitely thick, but she wore her weight well. If she was self-conscious about her body, she didn't show it. Instead of being covered up, she was wearing one of the tiniest bikinis I'd ever seen. It was obvious she had a shaved pussy because otherwise her bottoms would not have been large enough to hide her pubes. When I first saw her she was sitting up against a cliff reading, so I couldn't be sure, but I was fairly certain she was wearing a thong.
I approached her cautiously and said, "You must be Heather."
"And you must be Tommy," she replied.
I took off my shirt and plopped down next to her. I noticed her eyeing my body, and her smile indicated she liked what she saw. I was also liking what I was seeing. Heather had a nice tan, tremendous curves, and a very pretty face.
Conversation came naturally as we mostly talked about work and our interests. At no time did she mention her interest in giving head, but as I watched her lips move, I couldn't help but think about how nice it would feel to have them wrapped around my cock.
Eventually conversation reached a standstill, and there was an awkward silence. "Do you want to go for a swim?" I suggested.
"I'm keen," she replied.
She then stood up, allowing me to see her ass for the first time. She was wearing the skimpiest thong I'd ever seen, leaving her whole glorious ass exposed. "That's quite the bikini you've got there," I commented.
Heather grinned. "I like the attention."
Her comments made me horny. "Well if you don't mind me saying, it looks stunning on you."
She lightly slapped her ass. "If you got it, you might as well flaunt it."
For as great as Heather's ass looked before we got in the water, it looked even better when it was wet and glistening after we got out. When we got back to our spot, she even laid face down so I could check it out some more.
We continued our conversation, and as we talked a few people passed us by. Every dude that came by snuck a glance at Heather's amazing ass. One guy stared for a little too long, resulting in an angry scowl from his wife.
Another gentleman wasn't even being remotely discreet as he checked out Heather's derriere. "I'm going to give him a little show," Heather said.
From her prone position she preceded to climb onto her knees with her ass facing the man. She then stood up and stretched for a minute. Finally, she bent over and pretended to be searching for something in her purse. Satisfied, the man walked away with a huge shit-eating grin on his face.
After the man left, Heather laid back down, and we started talking about dating. "Is this your first blind date?" she asked.
"I don't go on many dates period. Normally I hate dating."
Heather grunted. "Ugh. Me too. You have to put up with so much bullshit, when really we all just want the same thing."
"And what's that?"
"Don't act like you don't know."
"To meet someone and make a connection?"
"Don't kid yourself."
"Okay then. To fuck."
"Exactly. It's what we all want, and yet we make it so difficult."
"It doesn't have to be that difficult."
"Yeah?"
"I say we just cut the bullshit."
I brushed the hair off Heather's face and went in for the kiss. She didn't object. We made out for a solid two minutes before I interrupted the action. "This is nice," I said.
She looked at me and smiled. "Sure is. No bullshit."
She then playfully bit my lower lip and tugged on it. We were lying next to each other on the sand, and her large tits were pressed against my chest. It wasn't long before I was rock hard. "Well hello there," Heather said as she felt my hardness on her thigh.
I turned bright red. "Sorry 'bout that."
She laughed. "It's okay. I like to see that."
She took my hand off her hip, and placed it firmly on her bare ass. I couldn't help but grab a handful of flesh.
