Have you ever been hypnotized by a force so powerful that it controls your every mental conception, your every thought??? Just imagine that you have lived your entire life thinking basic, fundamental thoughts and then all of sudden, out of a clear blue, you are blinded, and completely overwhelmed by a mind-paralyzing image.
That is the reality that Walter Mitty faced when he reached his 45th birthday a few years ago. Walter had thought that he had fucked all of the sweetest, most succulent, sperm-sucking pussy that a man could ever fuck until he met Queen Aphrodite.
Aphrodite was a gorgeous, blue-eyed, blond haired, voluptuous, wide-hipped and big assed goddess whom Walter Mitty met on one of the Internet Dating Sites. In fact, she had pursued him from the start one day when he saw her Profile inside of his In-Box and thought to himself that it must have been his lucky day.
Walter, being a superstitious type man, knew immediately that because of Aphrodite's beauty and desirability he had to put forward his best catch-lines in order for him to have any chance at capturing this exquisite sexual nymph! He thereafter proceeded to project himself in the most cautious, conservative way to ensure that he didn't scare off this divine creature of curvaceous cunt covetousness.
Walter Mitty proceeded to cultivate a methodical, deliberate correspondence with Queen Aphrodite to reassure her and to lull her into a sense of comfort, confidence and enticement. Aphrodite was approximately 5'4' inches in height, of fit and trim build, with a round, plump ass and bulging fat titties spilling from her chest.
In order to capture his prey, Walter followed a strategy of responding to every E-Mail message that she sent to him with Humor, Wit and Intelligence. He conscientiously sent her messages that titillated her titties and triggered the moisture-gland inside of her pussy whenever she read his responses.
He sent her cute messages with jokes and tokens of his affection which stroked her interests and he asked her interesting and stimulating questions which spurred her curiosity about his character and his personality. The range of their Internet conversations became so arousing and enticing that Aphrodite could hardly wait each night until she rushed home from work to retrieve Walter's latest communication and was able to respond in kind so that she could find out what his witty reply would be which steadily excited her libido.
One night after Aphrodite had taken care of her pets and had completed all of her personal affairs she settled down at her computer terminal to Instant Message back and forth with Walter when he asked her, "What Clothing Items Do You Have On?" The question caught the Caucasian temptress off guard by its directness and its erotic nature.
Walter had gotten extremely suggestive in his questioning and it made her self-conscious to have to tell him about the very obscene Victoria Secrets garments that she regularly wore to bed each night. And now with Walter quizzing her about her particular night-time wardrobe she caught a chill when she cuddled herself in the sheer naked Goddess halter gown and crotch-less panties that she was presently clothed in that night.
"What do Y-O-U have on?" Aphrodite asked Walter trying to shift the sensual feeling of voyeurism back onto his side of his computer screen. Not missing a beat he responded, "At this time of night I typically am down to my Skivvy "Big Daddy" Hung THONG briefs!"
And with that admission he briskly grabbed his long, studly, cock inside his loincloth which grew fatter and thicker with each manly stroke of his muscular, mushroom-headed stump. The heated dialogue quickly proceeded into a full-blown computer-sex session with Walter inquiring about Aphrodite's favorite fucking position, the type of sex she preferred, and whether or not she liked to RIDE or be RIDDEN?
For her part Aphrodite wanted to know if Walter would send her a Selfie of his "swollen penis" and whether or not he slept each night in the "buff" or whether in fact he remained clothed? Her questions had more to do with how he liked his sex and whether or not he fucked "aggressively" or "rhythmically"?
Their computer banter became so salacious and pornographic that the lustful couple quickly moved to arranging their first date to be at the neighborhood drive-in movie theater for that coming weekend. It was effectively arranged that Walter would come by and pick Aphrodite up at her residence and that the indecent pair would step out on their first engagement later that week.
When Walter showed up at the suburban residence of his new Internet Mistress she was an absolute vision of loveliness dressed in a sizzling hot, red, Summer strap-less chiffon, body-suit. The garment was of a clinging character which perfectly sculpted Aphrodite's suave and bootylicious physique.
For his part Walter came dressed that hot and humid night in a pair of Versace men's short shorts, a pair of naked Ascot leather moccasin shoes, and a Kangol golden-straw Panama hat. His body was also outfitted in the latest Gucci gold bracelets along with a Swatch lemon bright shark watch.
That night the Summer humidity caused the Internet duo to drop the convertible top on Walter's BMW 228 Gran Coupe to allow a steady breeze to cool the couple's aroused extremities and sweaty body parts. As the movie was being rolled out upon the outdoor screen of the drive-in theater Walter took the initiative to remove his hat, shoes and jewelry to lighten his clutter.
Following suit Aphrodite asked Walter to unsnap her chiffon skirt and to unzip the backside zipper down to her waist. With that done she wiggled out of her body suit and left herself in only a backless lift cleavage bra. His eyes were bulging wide when he realized that his first-time companion was sitting there stark naked on a hot Summer night in his front bucket seat in only a flimsy, red push-up bra and a pair of red string thong panties.
The 40-something year old sweethearts were now comfortable in the sticky, hot heat of Summer indulgence imbibing in the cool drinks of Wine coolers that Walter had reserved just for this occasion. The couple was excited about the possibilities that this first Date Night held for them both.
Walter was extremely cautious because he did not want to lose the potential of the possibility that this gathering with Aphrodite held out to him. For the White goddess in the front passenger's seat this chance to be alone with Walter was exhilarating.
Aphrodite was intrigued by Walter, she was extremely curious to see if he could be the dream fascination that she had long held out in her mind that she wanted. She was tickled to think that after all of these years in her life she had finally found the true manifestation of happiness which she had been awaiting.
There they sat, semi-nude, parked in the suburban viewing lot with several other dozens of carloads of movie viewers expecting the start of the evening's drive-in selection. It was dusk dark and the crowd was restless in their automobiles eating popcorn and adjusting their theater audio boxes inside their cars.
Walter kicked off the evening by telling Aphrodite how lovely she looked in her panties and bra. He was tantalized by her beauty and could not resist the temptation to reach his face across the bucket seats and plant a passionate, scrumptious kiss upon her plump, full, expectant lips.
Responding in-kind, Aphrodite innocently returned her sweetheart's affection with a light-hearted peek on his cheek which caused her front-seat mate to recoil in amazement at the minimal nature of her emotional reply. Sensing his confusion Aphrodite said, "don't worry, there is plenty of time, moving forward for us to cover all of those bases before this night is out."
And it was just at that precise moment that the lights in the Drive-In Theater went dark as the movie credits for the night's Starter film began to roll across the giant outdoor screen. The opening feature for that night was the hilarious comedy classic flick ANIMAL HOUSE with John Belushi.
With the facility moving to begin the show Walter quickly straightened up in his bucket seat and started to prepare himself for this blockbuster hit cinematic gut-buster. He instinctively snuggled as close as he could in his seat extending his arm across the gear-shift to embrace Aphrodite and drink their Wine coolers and munch on the popcorn together.
The middle-aged couple laughed and cackled hilariously throughout the first film and occasionally caught each other's eye contact with a mutual recognition that they were suspending their amorous activities for the sake of cinematic entertainment. But every now and again Walter could be seen to reach his hands across the bucket seat divide to pinch and fondle on some of most exposed and sensitive female erogenous zones which were apparent on Aphrodite!
By the end of the first film the evening air was starting to cool and Walter immediately pulled out the home-made quilt he had brought along for the evening and threw it over his riding partner's frame to cover her completely exposed body. That being completed he inquired with his Date Night partner about her refreshment preferences as he bounded out of his roadster and headed to the Men's Room and the Refreshment Stand.
Ten or Fifteen minutes later when he returned he produced gummies, mint wafers and two bags of dried cranberries & pineapples to go along with the Wine coolers that he had previously displayed. As Walter sled back into his bucket seat and reached across the divide to present Aphrodite with her share of the loot he was dumbfounded to find out that she had stripped off her panties and bra underneath the quilt and that his gorgeous, voluptuous, and shapely beauty was now completely naked as a Jay-Bird beneath the heavy cover of the bed-sheet that he had provided to her.