Backseat Teasing...

 I originally wrote this immediately after our date, but held off to see diligent she'd be on reading my blog or if she would mind.  Since I'm unsure of our relationship up to this point, I'd thought I'd post it anyway since there are no "telling" details.


We piled into the back of my car and promptly started some passionate kissing, I adjusted my new shorts to allow her easy access to my cock.
It was only after a couple of minutes when I discovered one thing I overlooked while we were kissing like 40-something teenagers;  I forgot to turn on the car, and therefore, the air conditioning.
We were incredibly hot and sweaty, but for some reason, that just made it even more arousing.
Climbing on top of me, we got a bit more involved as  I freed her breasts from her bra and alternatingly sucked, pinched, and bit her nipples as she ground into me. It was a welcome touch that we both needed as we both hugged.

"So tell me what you like to be forced to do?", I asked between kisses.  It was something I was curious about.
"I like to be held down while I'm being fucked.  I enjoy being forced to suck cock!", she could barely utter the words as she was getting more aroused as she was telling me.

She climbed off after a few minutes, to what I assumed was to cool off a bit, reached down into my shorts; and started to slowly stroke my cock as I continued my nibbling and kissing.


Not really remembering what prompted her to do it *, she suddenly went down and wrapped her lips around my cock and proceeded to give me a marvelous blowjob while I stroked her head.
"It's been awhile since I've done this, and I can't believe how much I missed it!", she said as she continued to inhale my cock.  After some time, she said that she didn't want me to cum in her mouth for whatever reason that escapes me, but I agreed to give her warning.
I eventually allowed her to sit up and exposed her breasts to me and I attacked her breasts, I started with little nibbles, but I don't know why; but the biting, nibbling, and sucking became more savage.  After a few more minutes, her breathing became heavier and asked me to stop.**
An additional half hour flew by when I decide I couldn't take it anymore and did a few acrobatics and reached over to start the engine to get the AC going again.
While time and smooching went on for another half hour, I started getting close to orgasm and signaled for her to move away, I jacked off to complete my orgasm, spurting onto the floor.  I reached down and scooped up some of my cum and put it up against her lips and she greedily sucked it down. Then I asked if she wanted to clean off my cock and immediately did so.

From there, we continued onto more serious topics afterward, we parted ways.

Overall, I thought it was a wonderful conversation and a nice petting session.


*maybe it was the cock in her hand?  I'm just sayin'.
** I was told later that was exactly what she wanted....including bruises and bite marks!

Sparks fly after the AC/DC concert.....

I answered an ad that a woman put out a few months ago.
She seemed incredibly shy, but she eventually got her voice in describing what she wanted.

Her thing was to see a man masturbate while she did the same.
We met up initially at a big mall to get to know each other.  I wasn't in a hurry since I figured this might fall apart and I didn't know if I would be her "type."  But we got along well enough that she wanted to go do something in the mall parking lot!
Not having anticipated this, I had to back out due to another engagement, but I assured her that it was something I was interested in.   To show good faith, I gave her a number to call.

I call that my "Craigslist phone."  Every CL cruiser should have one.
Maybe I should market one...hmm...

She called this past weekend to see if I was available since the stars aligned and her kids were away.  She was unable to join me at my party on that friday and I was busy on Saturday.  I told her I COULD see her on Sunday night, but I had a concert I had already committed to. Since she was taking the next couple of days off, she was okay about waiting up late.

Fast forward to Sunday night.  Right when the band stopped singing, "For those about to Rock", I sent a text msg to let her know I was leaving and we'd meet where had discussed earlier.

She parked her car in the strip mall as I was coming out of the store.   She hopped into the back just as I reached the rear passenger door.  She was already in the process of unbuttoning the lower half of her dress when I climbed in, and I immediately undid my jeans and brought out my cock.

Now remember, this is in front of an exposed strip shopping center in a busy little neighborhood with no tinted windows, we were totally (and literally) exposed. The size of her car certainly made things rather intimate as we literally.  Note the location.

We did little talking as she focused on my increasing erection and I was just looking at her slowly rubbing her clit.
We continued this for a few minutes, then  I saw her licking her lips as some of my precum came out, reached out with her free hand and rubbed it on her thumb before placing it on her tongue.
Having slowed down my approaching orgasm was greeted with some disappointment as she was getting closer to hers and asked me to continue my pace as she casually picked up another dab of precum.
After Ten more minutes, she had already climaxed once, resulting to her squirting on her back seat, that had already sent me over the edge and I was starting my own orgasm and was trying to contain it when I saw her hand suddenly close over mine and told me to "let it happen."   My cum didn't shoot very far, due to the grip, but most of it landed on her arm and hands.
Her facial expression was one of one in a complete state of bliss as she raised her hand to her lips and proceeded to lick our combined juices.

"I thought you didn't want physical contact?"
"I didn't, I just couldn't help myself."

I couldn't find a reasonable response to that.
She proceeded to button up her dress and thanked me for a fun evening climbed into the front of the car as I was getting myself composed.

The car door barely slammed closed when she put it in gear and backed out.

Twenty minutes later, I got a txt telling me she was about to go on a masturbation marathon and that we need to do this again.

This has been one of the more interesting CL meetings.