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"I don't sleep with men on a first date." She said into my ear as we rode the underground back to Victoria. I was glad she couldn't see my reaction because I felt horrified by it. I wanted to be understanding of her wishes, but I really desperately needed to fuck her. Maybe she felt my body tense or something because she followed the comment up with. "Don't worry. I'm making and exception with you. I don't think I've ever been this wet before."
I didn't know what to say to that. In fact, I had this sort of blinkered view of the world at that point where all I could focus on was getting her home and her clothes off. The train came to a stop and she flashed me a look that went beyond aroused, it was base animal carnality. It made me catch my breath a little; like deep down I had maybe bitten off more than I could chew. My hand automatically found hers and we stepped onto the platform with her leading the way to the escalators. Jen bounded on and caught a step two above the one I was on; which put her arse a little higher than eye level to me. It was a perfect angle for my imagination to picture what her pussy might look like from behind. Call it a slight kink but that for me is something I always enjoy; I have it pretty bad when it comes to a sexy bum on top of a gorgeous pair of legs. It was clear that Jen had everything I could ever want in this regard and I was determined to pull her jeans down, bend her over, and eat her out from behind as soon as I could. I looked right at the spot I wanted to bury my tongue inside and realised that the shadow I was looking at was a little too dark there. It dawned on me that she was so wet it had saturated her jeans; Jen was so horny she'd soaked through denim. I'd never heard of that happening, but there it was right in front of my eyes, so close I could literally lean forward and lick it.
Continues in Part 4.
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IanSaulWhitcombabout 9 years agoI feel very lucky, while reading this story, that I'm from the States and they're so enjoyably British. There's something about this line that's simultaneously so natural and yet so unusually flavorful to American ears. It takes all the sexiness of the scene and adds this delightfully sculpted dollop of whipped cream on top of everything else.
