I hate blind dates, need I say more?

March 30th 2007 So you can image my frustration when my friend, Shiobahn, set me up on one, without even calling me and getting my consent. I hate to think of myself as shallow or, God forbid, opinionated, but I like to have a little say so over what type of guy I choose to date. In a blind date, you have no idea what to expect, or what kind of man you should expect it from, if you know what I mean. I only go for a small portion of the male population, and I’ve got a very strict ideal of what I’m looking for. It was six o’clock, and I’d just finished going through my pre-date routine of bathing, applying my make up, carefully choosing my lingerie (well, you never know what might happen) and dressing. I knew we weren’t really going to be going anywhere special, so just in case he wasn’t what I was looking for, I chose a happy medium between formal and casual. Just in case my instincts told me wrong. My gut feeling was that this evening wasn’t going to be a pleasant one, and being something of a sceptical person myself, I had no problem believing it. I grabbed the keys to my new Merc, gave myself one last look in the mirror, smiled and turned to leave. As I opened the door to walk out, the phone started ringing. "Hello?" I answered. "Hello, Sonia! Why haven’t you left yet? You’re not going to stand him up, are you?" Shiobahn asked, sounding a little annoyed with me. "Not unless I don’t like what I see when I get there." I said, still upset with her for setting this whole thing up to begin with. "Don’t be like that, darling. Give the man a chance and I bet you’ll really like him. Listen, I know I shouldn’t have set this up without your permission, but I wouldn’t have done it if I thought the two of you wouldn’t get along." she sulked. I laughed as I hung up the phone. I couldn’t stay cross with her for long. She had meant well after all. I locked the door behind me and left, swearing that if this man turned out to be ugly, I’d hunt Shiobahn down and make her suffer. This was pretty much my attitude during the entire drive to meet Perry. I’ve only met two types of men with the name Perry: stuck up and obese. Knowing my luck, this man would turn out to be a healthy dose of both. But oh my, was I wrong. I pulled into the cinema car park, and there he was. I knew who to look for because Shiobahn had told me exactly what he’d be wearing. He was leaning against the wall of the cinema, several feet from the front door, smoking a cigarette. I was so surprised that I almost crashed the car when the idiot driver in front of me hit his brakes. He drove on, and I parked the Merc. Getting out and setting the alarm, I turned to see that Perry had already realised out who I was. "Sonia?" he asked, as I approached him. I smiled and nodded, slipping my mobile into my handbag. He looked so much better than I had assumed. Now I would have to let the evening run its course, and see if he had the personality to match. "And you must be Perry”, I responded, as I extended my hand to him. He smiled and shook it, nervously. "I’m sorry, I really hate blind dates, but Shiobahn insisted." He told me, laughing. "Yes”, I agreed. “But she does mean well. I just hope that I was what you had expected." I said, as politely as I could. "Oh, my God. You’re much better than what I expected. I just had a feeling that either some blonde bimbo or an overweight, plain and spotty blob was going to turn up. That they would spend the evening telling me how handsome I was and be slobbering all over me" He said, laughing. “It’s happened to me before when my date just wanted to film some porn together”! "Aww, but porn has such great money-making opportunities." I said, half-joking. "If you want, I’ll be your agent." I suggested, causing him to burst into laughter. We had decided to see the most popular film in the cinema, but both left with a disappointed opinion of it. The plot had been slow and the actors were second rate. "Well, that was a waste of time." he said, as I followed him into the car park. "I think I saw better acting in the Teletubbies." I couldn’t help but laugh. "So, what else do you have in mind for tonight?" he asked. "Well, how do you feel about coming back to my place?" I asked, before noticing that he was staring at me. His eyes squinted a little. "What? Are you trying to get me into bed?" He asked, smirking slightly. "No, just into porn. I spent three hours getting the cameras all set up." "You’re funny!" he said cheerfully. We chatted a lot on the way back to my house, getting to know one another a little better. I unlocked the door and let him go in first. He took a couple of steps in and looked around, giving me the perfect opportunity to stare at his beautiful ass. Of course, you know, when opportunity knocks, I’ll be there to answer. "Nice." He said, sounding sincere. "Thanks, I try." I responded, closing the door behind me, as I followed him in. "Well, maybe I’m just not used to seeing such a clean house. My housemates are far too messy." He said, surprising me with his statement. "You share?" "Oh, yes. Sorry. That’s why I couldn’t really invite you back to my place." He said, blushing slightly as he looked at me. I smiled and threw my keys on the hall table. "That’s ok. I quite understand. Would you like a beer or maybe something a little stronger?" I asked, doing my best to hide my excitement. It was time for me to work my magic. We walked into the kitchen and I passed him a beer from my well stocked refrigerator. He followed me as I led him into the lounge and we sat quite close on the large sofa. We chatted well into the night and polished off a few glasses of beer in the process. "God, I needed that. I haven’t had a drink in a long time. What do I have to do to get another?" He asked, after downing his third beer. This was great. It was time to make my move. "Hmm. What would you do for another?" I grinned. Without hesitation, He grinned back at me and responded almost immediately. "The question is what I won’t do for another." He said, smiling at me wickedly. That was all it took. I was off the sofa, en route to the kitchen to fetch him his fourth beer. When I returned, he smiled and thanked me with "Excellent. Now, what do you want?" I smiled, locked eyes with him, and without a word I put my hand on his thigh. As I began tracing lines along it with my nails, he moaned softly and closed his eyes, his head leaning back against the cushions. "Mmm, that feels good. Are you as good with your mouth as you are with your hands?" He asked, before pulling the top of my blouse down and exposing my firm breast. Without answering him, I leaned forward and, unzipping his flies, I curled my fingers around his erect cock and gently eased it out of his jeans. Adjusting my position on the couch I opened my mouth and took over half of him into it and began sucking on him. After a few minutes, I leaned back, smiled softly and looked into his eyes. "How was that?" I asked. "Shit, don’t stop now." He said, pulling my head back to his crotch. I licked and sucked at his hard cock as I felt his hands slide across my back. He dug his nails into my skin, and began pulling my blouse up. I pulled back and took it off, causing him to smile. "Wow, you have gorgeous tits. Now where were you?" he questioned, far more eagerly than I had anticipated. I responded immediately though and knelt between his legs. Taking hold of the waistband of his jeans, I carefully pulled them off over his muscular and tanned thighs. "Better?" "Much." he grinned, before I once again opened my mouth and took the full length of his cock into my mouth. Within seconds, he was even harder than before. I couldn’t believe this! This handsome piece of ass was allowing me to suck his dick like a professional porn star. Oh, if only he knew! He told me to sit down and finish taking my clothes off. I did as I was requested, and almost immediately, he was sinking his head straight into my lap. He took my throbbing clit between his teeth and lips, flicking it with his tongue too. He was unbelievable! He paused long enough to whip his top off and throw it over the arm of the sofa, and I got my first glimpse of his hot body. Within seconds, he had his arm around my waist and his fingers teased and probed my soaking pussy while I continued sucking his tool. And suck I did. So much so that he couldn’t even control himself. I gagged at first as he blew his load deep into my mouth, and then watched his expression as I swallowed it immediately. I sat up slightly and smiled at him, minutes before his fingers brought me to my first orgasm. "I’m not through with you, yet. If you thought cumming this early was going to get you out of having sex with me, you’re wrong." I said, as we recovered. "Oh, is that what I was trying to do?" he asked, playfully. "Probably" I replied, giggling. I put my head in his lap once more, wrapping my hand tightly around his cock. "You’re not getting away with it, though." I smirked, before once again, sucking him back to a full erection. After recovering from my third orgasm, thirty minutes later, I knew it was now time to show this hot stud exactly what I could do. I pulled him from my lap, and ordered him to stand. He was eager to do as he was told, and did so immediately. As I slapped him across the ass I also stood and then turned to bend over the couch. He grinned and bit his lip, before doing exactly what I asked. “Get behind me, and put your cock between my wet lips” I ordered him. "Oh, shit. Oh Yeah!" He exclaimed, as his fingers gripped my hips. I pushed against him and with little effort; I impaled myself fully on his erect cock. He loved it. "Yes!" He moaned, as I pumped myself into him, frantically. His eagerness only served to excite me more, as we pounded onto each other. I gave him everything I had to offer, and he loved every second of it. This guy was saying things that would make Richard Pryor blush. I ploughed into him until I reached the inevitable. I knew I was more than ready to explode. "I’m cumming!" I yelled, as I turned my head to look at him. With a look of sheer passion, he asked – he actually ASKED me if he could cum too! "NO! I shall allow you to do that when I say you can" “Please,” he begged, “I can’t hold back for too much longer!” I reached back and tightly squeezed at the base of his sopping wet cock. “Just do as you are told,” I ordered him through gritted teeth. Pulling me harder onto his solid rod he pumped me another half dozen strokes then bringing me to my most powerful orgasm. I pulled away from him and sat on the couch and immediately and took him into my mouth one final time. Tasting my own juices, I sucked on him for a moment before taking him down my throat once, and he moaned loudly. He knew it was time, but pulled his cock out of my mouth. I pursed my lips and kissed the head once, before opening my mouth to accept his load. He exploded over and over again, shooting streams and globs of his steaming seed into my open mouth. He came so much, that I couldn’t swallow it fast enough. I looked up at him, and he blew one huge final stream all over my lips and nose. I giggled and licked the head of his dick clean, as it dripped off my chin and onto my erect nipples. "So how was the date, darling?" Shiobahn asked me the next morning on the phone. "Are you joking with me? I absolutely love blind dates!" I answered, as I ran my fingers through the sleeping Perry’s hair.