First Date Femdom F/m


First Date

I met her … you don’t really care where I met her. We hit it off, and I asked
her out.

We had a really great dinner. We saw a sensitively directed and well-acted
movie. And she asked me in for a drink.

After we had each put down a couple, I moved in for a first kiss. She reached
up with her finger and pressed lightly against my lips.

“You may think I’m old-fashioned, but I never kiss on a first date,” she said
softly and with a gentle smile. For a moment, my heart sank. “But you can kiss
me if you want.”

Puzzled, I thought about what she had just said. “What do you mean?” I asked.

“I’ll show you. Lie down here on the rug and stretch your arms out to the
sides.”

Confused but also curious and a bit bemused, I complied with her
instructions. As soon as I had arranged myself on the floor. She walked over
and stood over my head. She was wearing a short skirt. She looked down and
smiled at me again but not so gently as before. “How do you like the view?”
She raised her skirt slightly. “Would you like a closer look?”

I was speechless, but I must have nodded or maybe she took my silence for
agreement. Slowly she lowered her body toward my face. My eyes must have been
glazed, but below my waist there was more activity. She must have noticed
because she said, “I think you like this. Where would you like to kiss me
first?”

Somehow I found my voice. “Anywhere you want.”

“Just don’t move your arms or legs,” she said in a more commanding voice.
Then she lowered herself to my waiting lips and tongue. I kissed her thighs.
“I like that, but I think both of us want more. Take my panties between your
lips and hold on tight.”

I obeyed, and she slowly rose as her panties slipped down her lovely legs and
settled on my face. I was already breathing deeply and her fragrance filled my
nostrils as other parts became inflamed with suppressed lust.

She laughed, perhaps a bit wickedly, and raised each of her elegant feet. Then
she daintily plucked the panties from my face. She spread her legs slightly to
give me a better view always looking deeply into my eyes as though to read my
reactions precisely.

“Would you like another kiss?” she inquired demurely. “You know you’ll have to
ask for it, don’t you?”

“Please. May I kiss you again?”

“I don’t know,” she replied. “How much do you want it?”

“Very, very much. Please, I beg you.”

“You said the magic word.” And with that she lowered herself again. This time
her crotch was centered right over my lips as her anus encircled my nose. I
kissed deeply but reverently.

“Would you like to lick me, too?” she asked.

Now I may have been in a delirium of pleasure, but I learn fast. “Yes,
please, I beg the privilege of licking your sublimely beautiful pussy.”

I couldn’t see her face, but I could tell from the tone of her voice that she
was smiling broadly. “Then extend your tongue as far as you can.” I did so,
and she slowly slid across it back and forth. When her clitoris grew, she
focused her movements so that my tongue gently probed and stroked it. She
sighed and moaned.

Then she stopped. “Do you like my ass?” she asked.

“Your ass is magnificent.” I was getting into the flow of the game. “I know I
am unworthy, but I humbly beg the honor of worshipping your divine ass.”

“I knew I was right about you.” She slid forward slightly. “Kiss my left
cheek first.” I kissed it tenderly. “Now the right.” I obeyed. “Now lick up
and down the crack.” I did that, too. “Now stroke my anus using your tongue
like a paintbrush. Gently explore each little wrinkle with the tip of your
tongue." It took me a few minutes to work my way all the way around.

“I want to hear you beg one more time before I grant your ultimate wish.”

“I understand. Please, I beg you, allow my tongue to enter your sacred
asshole.”

“Very well. But I want it to go very deep inside. First, though, a kiss. And I
think I will kiss you back even if it is our first date.”

I kissed her anus. She squeezed it gently and kissed me with it. “Now the
tongue.” Slowly but firmly I pressed my tongue past her anal sphincter and
then inside. I pushed as hard as I could. She squeezed again but harder this
time, trapping my tongue inside. She released the pressure. “Now fuck me with
your tongue.” Slowly I slid my tongue in and out. Each time it was fully
extended she would squeeze again. “Faster.” I increased the speed until she
moaned again.

She rolled off me and then smiled down at me. “I had a great time tonight.
Let’s do it again soon.”