Dateday. He said he’d pick me up at work but aside from that..

Dateday. He said he’d pick me up at work but aside from that, no particular plans were made. I didn’t ask either, I felt like it was up to him to make a good impression.
I know I would make a good one eventually because no matter how the night would end, I’d suck the soul out of his dick. I was in urgent need of swallowing down some cum and I knew this man would be my next victim.

So at 7:32pm I stood outside of the store and looked around me, but he was nowhere to be seen. At that right moment I got a text saying
“I’m in the black VW Polo on the roundabout, jump in my car at the red light.”
So I made my way to the red light and opened the cars door, sat down and saw him for the first time in real life, and gosh he looked even better than on the pictures I saw.

A face you wanna sit on. The kind of lips you want to kiss all night long. And a golden, sunkissed skin. Summer looked incredibly good on this man.

“What do you wanna do”, I asked.
He said “I know a place”. Good. I love me a man who can surprise me.

And he sure did. We arrived at this old brewery outside of the city. I heard of it a couple of years back, but never been before. I remembered vaguely I told him I loved Urban Exploring so him remembering that detail and taking me there was clearly giving him more points. I’d might even end up letting this guy cum on my face.

He took me through the whole building, which he clealry knew by heart, and we ended up at the gatekeepers house on the second floor. An old flat, with dusty furniture. Obviously some youngsters knew about the place because nothing valuable was left and there was graffiti everywhere. But the antique chandelier was still hanging in the living room, and a huge broken mirror stood on top of the old fireplace, which gave the space a spooky, yet classy vibe. I could totally get why he took me here.

He pulled me against him and said “I wanted to kiss you ever since you entered that car, and I want to fuck you ever since you walked up those stairs with that little dress of yours.”

I giggled. This was exactly what I was aiming for when getting ready that morning. I knew very well that this dress was undecently short.
I stood on my toes and kissed him, while I pulled his hand under my dress. I helped his hands find the lace border of my knickers, and helped him push them down. “Fuck me” I said. “Fuck me right here, right now.