It's just sex

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Bill glanced around the restaurant for eavesdroppers, then turned his gaze back to her and, smiling politely, said, "Listen ... I like you, and I think you like me. And we both know that ... well, that neither of us are the relationship type. This is what it is ... a blind date ... and I think we both know that we ... well, we really aren't meant for one another. But ... we both like--"

He hesitated, again scanning about them. He whispered, "Sex..."

Her reaction was just about what he'd expected. He continued, "So ... I'm thinking maybe we should just get out of here ..."

(OOC -- Left a lot vague. Have fun with it.)
 
Erika didn't like relationships. She was a career driven women and didn't have time for relationships or breakups. It was all just a bunch of bullshit to her and she didn't have time for it. She was an attractive girl with needs and she had a couple of one night stands in her day and she wasn't against it.

Her friends set her up on this blind date. While Bill was a nice guy, she didn't want a relationship. She wore a sexy black dress on the date, keeping it simple. Halfway though dinner she heard him whisper to her, mentioning just sex. She leaned under the table, her hand inching up his thigh softly.

She wasn't against the idea. They were a man and woman with needs and she figured they could fun without all the bullshit relationship stuff.
 
His semi-alert hurried to full mast as he felt her hand slipping up his thigh, the tips of her finger just far enough to the inside to confirm that she too liked the idea of hitting the road for more private activities.

Bill signaled the waitress, giving her the check gesture. When she arrived, asking for his plastic, he smiled knowingly to her, pulled a wad of bills out of his pocket and ripped off a six twenties, plenty to cover both the dinner and a substantial gratuity. "We're, um ... in a hurry. Take care of this for us...?"

"Yes, sir," the waitress answered, a smile crossing her lips as well. She retrieved the bill, pulled the table out a bit for their escape, and wished them a good evening.

Bill stood, offering Erika a hand and taking the moment to refresh himself with a quick ogling of her body. She was a beautiful woman: a flawless face with dramatic features; a well rounded body -- not petite, not voluptuous, with curves in all the right places and firm breasts whose pert nipples, off and on again all evening, had been teasing Bill through the thin fabric of her sexy, black cocktail dress.

As she stood and moved past him, Bill's gaze shifted first to her tight ass, then to the waitress -- whose own gaze shifted from Bill's now obvious erection to his face. She tried to restrain a knowing smirk, but failed.

"Enjoy your evening," she said softly.

Bill couldn't contain his smile, which spread wide across his face. As he fell in step behind Erika, he responded softly, "I hope to."
 
Erika wasn't some sex crazed woman. She was a career driven woman who didn't have time for the bullshit of breakups. She liked a man's company..she enjoyed the flirting and the sex. But she didn't have time for dates. She laughed a bit as Bill took care of the bill for them. He had picked her up for their "date" so they headed out to the parking lot to his car and got in.

Erika had been noticing all night that Bill was a very good looking man. It was obvious he worked out and she knew they'd be having some fun of their own tonight. She was a woman with needs, needs that hadn't been met in quite a long time.

She got into his passenger side seat on his car. As he drove out of the parking lot, she slipped her hand up his thigh, feeling his massive hard on through his slacks. She knew it was most definitely going to be a fun night.

Her black, sexy dress was slightly low cut, showing off her wonderful cleavage. The dress went to her knees, showing off her firm, yet tanned long legs.
 
Bill's dick was simply throbbing with anticipation; it had been far too long since it had seen duty, and he didn't honestly think he could wait until they got to his place, half way across town, or took the time to check into a nice hotel, then nearest one nearly as far away as his apartment.

He had a flashback to a previous date, nearly a decade earlier, a date that had been going nicely -- meaning clothes were beginning to be shed -- and ended dramatically as the dark night was illuminated by the red and blue of a slowly approaching squad car.

Bill checked the road signs, did a quick U-turn, then turned left after just a couple of blocks. He looked to her, smiling, informing her, "I have something I'd like to show you..."
 
Erika hadn't been with a guy in awhile. She didn't have time for it. Most of them wanted relationships and sometimes she just wanted hot, mind blowing sex. She found that was becoming wet with anticipation of what was to come tonight. She didn't even care where it happened..she just wanted it. She continued to let her hand slip up his thigh as he drove down the highway.

She smiled as he did a U turn in the middle of the road. "You're the driver....you can go anywhere you want." She whispered, inching her hand up higher. Wherever he was going, she wanted him there quick because she wanted him now. And she didn't care where.
 
Sometimes, buddy, he thought, as he pushed the accelerator a bit lower and hurried the car out of the city, you just ... get ... lucky.

It wasn't a long drive, just five or six minutes, away from the downtown buildings and suburban ranch homes to the closed and locked stone and steel gate of MacArthur Park. Bill carefully maneuvered the car off the pavement onto the shoulder, then through the shallow ditch -- dry as a bone this time of year -- and onto the gravel drive paralleling the highway. He threw it into reverse, backed up to the park side of the gate, threw it back into drive, and sped up the tree lined road that would lead them to the outcrop known to the hot blooded lovers of the county as the "Park and Spark Overlook"...
 
Erika was needy, she wouldn't lie. She hadn't had a romp in the sack for awhile now. As much as she would have liked to have a comfort of a bed right now, she didn't care that they were about to have hot sex in the car. Maybe they could do round two at her place, depending on how good the sex was.

Once Bill found an area to pull over. She made sure the car was in park. She wasted no time in climbing into the back seat of his SUV so they'd have a lot of room to fool around with. She smiled from the back area of the SUV, waiting for him to get his ass back there too. She wanted him...badly.
 
The view from "Park and Spark" was spectacular, but watching this exotic creature clambering her way anxiously into the back of his vehicle was like seeing the angels dancing in heaven ... naked!

He turned to sit on his knees between the seats and began unbuttoning his shirt immediately. He smiled to her and commanded, "Take your clothes off. I want to see you."
 
Erika climbed into the back area of his SUV. She grabbed his hand, helping him to the back. It was pretty tacky that they were going to have sex in the back of his car but she didn't care. She watched him take her shirt off and she licked her lips. She kicked her shoes off, not seeing where they landed in the car.

She reached behind her and unzipped her dress so now she was on her knees in the back, with just her black lace bra and matching panties on. She lay back and pulled him closer, kissing him hard and deep.

She knew full well what they were going to do back here and it excited her.
 
He couldn't wait; without stripping either of their clothes fully off, he unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped, pulling his erection out and pulling her panties aside with one hand as he supported his weight above her with the other.

He found her, wet and warm and waiting, and pushed without apology. While she herself was anything but resistant, her pussy was; and despite her foreplay-deprived tightness, he penetrated her -- slowly, and with effort -- his deep groan of delight echoing against the glass of the cavernous vehicle.
 
Erika didn't think he'd have any trouble slipping into her because she was already wet but he was huge. She groaned, feeling him only starting to push his purple cock head inside her wet pussy.

"Fuck..fuck..you're huge..." She groaned. She wanted it so bad though. She reached down, rubbing herself furiously, hoping to make herself even more wet so he could slide in with ease. "Fuck..." She groaned. He was so thick.
 
He paused his intrusion, not because he wanted to but because she simply wasn't letting him inside. He was amazed at how fucking tight she was; it was like high school all over again, deflowering Junior Varsity Cheerleaders.

He withdrew a bit, pushed at her again, then repeated; each time, his erection was further lubed by her juices, and his penetration into her increased. Finally, she opened fully to him, and with a satisfied grunt, he plunged deeply into her, clashing their groins together as one.

(OOC -- Sorry. My computer froze.)
 
She usually didn't have any trouble with guys getting inside her but this guy..he was huge. She groaned as he finally slid all of his thick meat inside her. "Fuck.." She groaned as she lay in the back of his SUV getting fucked.

"Oh fuck...harder..so fucking good Bill. Fuck me good. Show me who's boss.." She grunted, arching her hips as he kept plunging in and out of her and it felt fucking fantastic.
 
Finally open to him, Bill began plunging into her, hard and long; his hands moved from the window ledge to the seat to her thighs to the small of her back, constantly adjusting to give him the best angle, the most strength, the best sensation of being inside her.

It wasn't long before the pleasure at this groin began to swell within him; his orgasm was imminent, and his mind was conflicted between slowing his actions to delay his explosion and intensifying it to heighten the euphoria.

"Show me who's boss!" she commanded him.

The selfish side of his lust knew what being boss meant; he grasped the back of the drivers seat in one hand and the head rest of the one they were fucking on in the other, and rammed, rammed, rammed his way to explosion. With a final, echoing grunt, Bill erupted inside of Erika, pressing their groins firmly together like some caveman ensuring that his seed found home to bring about the next generation.

He lost all sense of now, his body enveloped by pleasure, his brain swimming in a fantastic blur. It had been a long time -- too long -- and he reveled in the pleasure ... forgetting ... that she, too, was looking for her just desserts as well.

His ejaculations slowed, then ceased; and his euphoria surrendered to reality. He opened his eyes, looking down to her; he pulled back from her groin, trying to kick start the fuck, but the feel of her pussy slipping about his shaft was too sensitive still, and he plunged back deep into her again, groaning apologetically, "Not yet ... not yet ... oh, god ... gimme a moment."
 
When he went wild, fucking her silly. She screamed in pleasure. They were lucky they were in the deserted area because she was screaming. Holy fuck. She never thought that fucking a complete stranger could be the hottest thing in the world. She knew he was sensitive now after cumming so hard inside her.

"I'll fix that." She whispered and shifted their positions. This time, he was laying on his back and she straddled his dick. She began riding him like a perfect cowgirl. She rode him slowly at first in case he was sensitive. Her big breasts jiggling as she rode the man laying under her. Fuck, it felt so good to have his dick inside her. She picked up her pace, bounding on him. Their bodies began to slap together.
 
Ladies first, ladies first! he began chanting in his brain; he could already feel his second orgasm building and she still hadn't cum her first time. He couldn't do anything about having already enjoyed his first explosion alone, but he was damned if he was going to do that again! Ladies first! Ladies first!

He grasped her hips in his strong hands and, repositioning his hips below her, worked furiously to find that groove that would drive her wild. And then, he saw it in her face, felt it in her grind; her orgasm, like his, was announcing its arrival.

Bill was close again, but he continued his mantra -- LADIES FIRST! LADIES FIRST! -- shifting his hips again in an attempt to continue his pleasuring of her without feeling oh ... so ... good himself. It was a battle -- it simply felt too good inside her -- but he found an angle of sorts that made his body crazy with pleasure yet kept him just short of peaking.

He wanted her to cum first, or at the least with him; he needed her to cum! Bill was an egotistical bastard, if you listened to others; people had been telling him so for most of his life, although most of them had no idea who he truly was or what the hell they were talking about. But one area his ego was the size of an elephant was in making love; he made sure his lovers always enjoyed themselves, and he wasn't going to fail with this one tonight.

He moved a hand to their groins, palm up, and slipped his fingers in below her until her clit was firmly between his longest digits. He fondled the little button until he saw her react positively.

As he watched her atop him, he smiled ... his brain screaming out, Ladies first...!
 
She was riding this stranger in his back seat, fucking him as hard as she possibly could. Their bodies slapping together. She felt his hand touch her clit. And that did it for her. She started riding him like some fucking cowgirl.

"Fuck. Fuck. I'm going to fucking cum." She cried as she rode his dick faster and faster. She was breaking a sweat now. She screamed as she had one of the hardest orgasms of her life.

"Oh fuck." She muttered as she collapsed on this stranger. This fuck session was so fucking hot for her.
 
As she fell onto him, he grasped her hips again, taking control of her body. He rammed into her, again and again and again; he'd been so close all along, and it only took a few more seconds to push him over the edge. He felt his dick jerk inside of her, felt the wave of pleasure spread through him again; this time, past the ticklish phase that often accompanied his first orgasm in a while, he continued his plunging into her, jabbing his erection into her with each ejaculation.

Finally, as the last gasps of climax ended, he held their groins together and enjoyed the feel of her warm body against his, the ample breasts on his pecs, her panting breath on his neck; he moved his hands to her firm ass, gripping it as if afraid she might rise at any moment and head away.

They laid together for a long while, feeling each others' labored breathing lessen, feeling each others' heart beats slow. He thought he should say something to her, but what? He didn't know her; not really. It had been years -- since high school, in fact -- that he'd fucked someone he didn't already know well on their first official date. Did he compliment her on making him feel so good? He should, but she already knew that. He didn't have to ask her if she'd enjoyed herself, although he had been with fakers before, who thought they needed to massage his ego with feigned screams and artificial tremblings of their bodies.

No, he would stay quiet for a bit more, holding her close to him. He had something he wanted to do, but he was a bit anxious about asking. They already fucked each others brains out, strangers essentially, blind dates; how was she going to feel about reenacting -- enacting actually, since he hadn't been able to finish it the first time -- a high school fantasy...?
 
She didn't move. With most guys, she'd fuck them and get dressed, then go. But him..this guy was different. She didn't want to stop. She loved the feeling of his big cock inside her. She stayed still, hoping there was more to this. She knew she needed to catch her breath first because they had just fucked each other's brains out.

"Fuck Bill. That was so hot." She whispered. She rocked her hips a little..not exactly fucking him. She didn't want this to stop. It was so fucking hot for her.

She hoped he didn't want to stop either.
 
He gave it another minute or two, enjoying the mini-fuck that she was performing atop him, keeping him hard within her. But his mind was reeling with fantasies, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Using his strength, he grabbed her at the shoulders and lifted her straight up and off of him. He rose, pulling his legs free from below her, and sat her down on to the passenger side. "I have an idea. Take your clothes off."

He pulled his jeans and boxers from their entanglement about his ankles, tossing them into the front seat, watching her. He chuckled. "C'm'on ... strip! All of it!"
 
She didn't know what he had planned but she was excited to find out. She stripped out of her dress, throwing her panties and bra into the front seat. Now the both of them were completely naked in the back seat.

"Mmm, what do you have planned?" She asked, becoming wet at what was to come next.
 
He moved to her, parting her legs with his body, wrapping one arm around her tightly, pulling her firmly to her. She cooperated, wrapping her legs around his abdomen and her arms around his shoulders, likely thinking he was coming to fuck her again.

"Hold on tight," he said, a wide smile filling his face.

Before she knew what was happening, he'd opened the passenger side door with one hand and, slipping the other under her ass, carried her out of the big vehicle in his arms.
 
They were both fucking naked and he was carrying her out of the car. She had no idea where they were going. She put an arm around his neck so she wouldn't fall. She didn't know where they were going and that was part of the suspense and that was hot for her.

"Where are we going?" She asked, hoping they'd be able to fuck again because truth was he was fucking hot with a big dick and she couldn't wait to have him pounding her again. The thought along was making her wet.
 
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