First Time Out

He seemed nice and friendly, even a little shy and told me he was 25 but didn't have a girlfriend. I told him, he did tonight. He asked again how far I would go and I told him I'd do whatever he wanted. I couldn't believe what a slut I was being but it had been too long since I'd been with a man. And I can't stress this enough, despite his few words in less than perfect English, he struck me as trustworthy, a real nice guy. I felt safe.

He drove for only a mile into an industrial complex, which was deserted at that time of night. When we stopped he turned and asked, "You come in front or I come back?"

Rather than being nervous and submissive as has been the case with my past (indoor) encounters, I felt oddly powerful and confident. Perhaps like a real woman? So I answered, "Come and sit in the back with me. There's more room here."

He climbed in and sat beside me, looking a little unsure as what to do next. I asked if he wanted to kiss but he declined. (Pity that, I love kissing.) So I put my hand on his thigh and asked, "Can I kiss your cock then?"

That did it. I didn't get the chance to undress him as he frantically struggled with his belt, button and the zip of his trousers. With them dragged down to his knees he quickly pulled his underpants down to reveal a hard little cock, sticking straight up in the air. Wow, that was soooo flattering. He had a hard on for ME and I'd barely touched him! He immediately apologised for being so small. (Less than four inches.) However, for sucking, that's my ideal size. I put him at ease by cooing, "Oh no, no. It's lovely. It's beautiful."

He smiled and said, "Yeah?"

I leant forward into his lap, saying, "Yeah, oh yeah."

I proceeded to express my genuine delight by kissing his spongy head and sliding my lips down his shaft until I had taken it all into my mouth. He hissed and sighed his pleasure as I suckled on him while tickling his balls with my pink satin fingers.