First Date

Usually when I see old classmates from high school in public, I usually try to stay away. Unless it is one of my friends, but I usually plan on that. But sometimes I might see a person who I don't ignore.

I was just at my job one day, a simple grocery store cashier in lane 14, when I noticed a familiar looking face looking at the mints. I was about to go on break, so I just closed my register and headed near. I took a closer look and noticed it was a girl from high school, Rachel. I didn't really talk to her in school, but we had talked a little. I decided to take my chance.

I headed over to here. She smelled so good. It was some form of lavender. But that's not important. What was important is how she looked. In 6 years, she hadn't changed a bit. She was around 5'4", and gorgeous as hell. She had medium black hair with a blonde streak through the front. She had a tight little ass that shook while she walked. Her tits were small, but very perky (and she didn't look to be wearing a bra).

"Um, do you need any help ma'am?" I asked her, acting like an employee.

"Oh, no," she said, "I was just getting some mints." She paused and studied my face. "Hey, you look familiar. Did you go to high school with me? I'm Rachel Sanders."

"Oh yeah," I said acting surprised, "I did. I'm Dave Myers. We had, like, 3 classes together senior year."

"Cool. Hey, wanna have dinner sometime?"

This seemed like a very bizarre offer since we didn't talk much, or even hang out once. But hey, yeah. "Sure. How about tomorrow night, I have off."

"Sounds great!" she said and hugged me. "Here's my number. Call me latah." Oh you know I will.

The rest of the work day went by slower than ever before. I couldn't wrap my head around why she had asked me out. My mind was not in the right zone and I almost got myself fired over this. Eventually, I just decided to let this all play out so I can figure it out.

When the work day finally did end, drove straight home to get some sleep. It was 10:30 and I wanted time to go by as fast as possible so I could just get to this date. I struggled, however, to sleep because my mind was still lost on this whole date thing. But I did end up wearing myself out thinking, and finally drifted off to sleep.

When morning came around, I realized I hadn't even called her. Being early, I waited until around noon to call her to confirm the date.

"Let's meet up at my place," she said, "It's big and I have my own cook so there's no price or hassle."

I never knew that she had money. This didn't impact anything, though, except for the fact that I didn't have to empty out my wallet over this. The dinner was set to be at 7, so I had time to prepare.

I decided I didn't need to dress up too much, but with her having money, I wore a suit. I hoped she would be okay with it since this might not be formal judging by her personality, but I really wanted to impress her. After I dressed, around 6:30, I headed on over to her place.

She wasn't lying about it being huge. Her house was HUGE. It was like 6 stories, was white, and was decorated very well on the exterior. But I had to shake this off. I couldn't let her social status over mine cause me to ruin this date. I parked my car and head to her porch to see her outside, clad in a sexy purple dress waiting for me.

"Loving the suit," she said, "Ya look nice."

"You don't look to bad yourself."

She led me in to the dining hall, which was also quite fancy. The fact that she is so proper made me worry about my chances with her. I would like you to know that I am not at all proper, but the exact opposite.

When we sat down, the chef she told me about brought in our food. It was very quite delicious. The meal only took about 45 minutes, and then we headed out into the living room. It was also as majestic, but the house meant nothing anymore at that point. I was just ready to make my move. We went over to the couch and sat down. We got into a deep conversation about our lives, and that's when I started feeling it.

Rachel had stopped talking for a moment and looked into my eyes. I got a feeling of butterflies in my stomach, but decided it was now or never. I leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. Thankfully, she returned it. After a few seconds of deep kissing, Rachel pulled away. She got up from the couch and turned around.

"I don't think this is right," she said, "You and me."

"Come on now," I said, "What's wrong with us? We both seem to care for one another."

"But, it just seems weird. You and I were never really even friends, but no we want to be close. I don't get why I asked you here, it was a mistake I think."

"It wasn't a mistake. Come on and sit down."

She sighed and came back over. I looked into her eyes and leaned in for another kiss. She let it happen again and we kissed for another few seconds. But then she stopped again.

"Hey," she said, "I have a better idea than this."

She stood up and grabbed my hand. She pulled me up and started to twirl me around. I had a confused look on my face, and she just laughed and asked what the problem was. After a few moments she just stopped, and she looked into my eyes. She leaned in close, but not for a kiss. She whispered something to me. "I want you to take me tonight."

"Like, sex?" I asked. She smiled slyly and nodded. At that, I grabbed her by the sides of her head and began making out with her. As I did so, she started to loosen my tie and pull off my coat. I had to let go to let her, and decided just to take all of my clothes off right their. She watched as I got naked, and my 8 inch cock sprung out.

Rachel took one look at my cock. "I don't think I can take you in my mouth."

"Nonsense. Watch." I took my cock and put it between her lips. She grabbed a hold of it and stroked it a little. It felt nice to have another hand around my dick for once. As she stroked, she liked the precum off and then began working on my cock with her mouth. She smiled to me as she used her tongue to lick all over my cock.

I guess she decided she wanted to try taking it in, because it was then she finally took my cock into her mouth, where I felt the heat. She went slowly at first, just taking in a few inches, and she worked on that. I hadn't gotten much head in my life, but this was easily the best I've ever had.

She started to add more and more length into her mouth. She only got to about 6 inches, so I decided to give her some extra help. I put my hand on the back of her head and started to fuck her mouth, and I was able to get all 8 inches in. I think she meant it when she said she couldn't take it in because after a few thrusts, she started to gag. I pulled out, but she just took t right back in, but only the 6 inches again.

I had felt like I was close for some time, and I told her so. Se said that she wanted me to cum in her mouth. At this, she took some length out of her mouth and started to jerk me off faster than I can to myself. This pushed me over the limit within seconds and I came into her mouth, stream after stream of cum into the back of her throat.

She swallowed the cum. Never throughout me cumming did she stopped sucking me, and got everything I had out of my cock. Put I wasn't done. I unzipped the back of her dress, and she slid out of it. Underneath, she had nothing on, which led me to believe this is what she wanted to happen all along.

"Dave," she said, "let's take this to my bed." She led me down the hall into her bedroom, and we both got onto her bed. I kissed her hard on the lips, and then In got on top of her. I broke the kiss and lined my cock up with her pussy. "You ready?" I asked. She nodded.

I took a deep breath and entered her. I went into her slowly, and discovered she was so fucking tight, I had to actually force my way into her. She must have felt that, and she moaned as I entered her with about half of my member. I thrusted into her slowly, and began to build up a pace.

Rachel's pussy was the tightest one I had ever fucked, and did a number on me. I felt like I might come early, but I started to think about other things and just fucked her. In my pumps, I put in a lot of power. She was a tiny girl, but seemed to love the pain I watched as her tits shook as I fucked her. I grabbed a hold of her left boob and squeezed it, trying to get her off faster than me.

I needed to find other ways to make her cum first. I remembered one thing an ex of mine liked: putting my fingers in her ass. I decided to do so, and I got a reaction from her. It wasn't a bad one either. She was panting as I gave her multiple pleasurings at once. She added to it by rubbing her own pussy as I fucked her in it 8 inches deep.

A few moments into this, I felt her pussy get even tighter, and she came all over my cock, bucking her hips wildly. This sent me over the edge as well, and I filled her womb with my spunk. When both of our orgasms died down, I pulled out and she sucked her juices off my cock and everything I had left in it.

"Dave, that was exactly what I needed. A good fucking." We both laughed. We got under the sheets on her bed, and she was so tired, she fell asleep.