It was a lovely evening in Hyderabad. I was on a date with a guy I met on a dating app. We decided to meet at a vegan place. I am a vegan and wanted to check out this new place. After ordering, we started talking about our shared interests. “So, have you ever tried meat?” he asked. “Never,” I said with a smirk, winking at him, “but I’ve never tried dead meat.” That was my attempt to be bold and adventurous. He smiled awkwardly and looked down at his plate. The date went smoothly enough, but he never asked about my joke. After the meal, he suggested we take a brief drive. I agreed because it was still early in the evening, and the weather was perfect. I would have rejected an offer to drop me home, but I liked this approach. It was romantic, and I felt I could trust him. We started talking about our camping and backpacking stories. I was thrilled to discover that our interests matched. I expressed my desire to go on trips instead of dates, and he smiled in agreement. As he drove, his palm accidentally brushed against my thighs. I felt the warmth of his skin, and before I knew it, I gently lifted my thigh and placed it over his palm. I had no intention to do so, but the warmth of his body made me want more. He tried hard to pretend that nothing unusual had happened and continued driving. While, in fact, my bare thigh was resting in his open palm. His fingertips almost touched my inner. He was immobile for a while as if he was still processing my move. I noticed him steal quick peeks at me from the corner of his eye. Impatient with his awkward freeze, I decided to take my adventurous spirit a notch further. I turned to him and looked him in the eye. I started to press my thigh onto his palm gently. He seemed to enjoy it; I could see him smile a bit. He took a while but responded by moving his fingers here and there. They felt like feather tickles on my skin. I caught him staring at me in the mirror and gave him bold eye contact. I rolled my eyes upwards and tilted my head up while biting my lip. I slowly slid my pelvis down, making his palm move further upward into the skirt. It finally met my pantie lining. He stared at me with awe. I could see him sweating. The AC was doing no good. A few moments later, I repeated this movement. This time, my pantie lining rolled aside, welcoming his fingertips further in. He stared at me, awestruck. “I hope you’re not uncomfortable,” he whispered. “I’m not,” I said, looking at him directly. He smiled and continued to tease me with his fingertips. His fingers moved in circles and traced shapes on my skin. I felt myself getting wetter by the second. “Are you enjoying this?” I asked, knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from him. “Yes,” he whispered, still staring at me. His fingers moved deeper, and his middle finger brushed against my clit. I gasped, surprised by the sudden rush of pleasure. I bit my lip hard to stop myself from moaning. I could feel the heat emanating from my body and hoped he wouldn’t notice. “Are you enjoying this?” he asked, looking at me with a smile. I nodded, unable to speak. His fingers were moving faster now, and I was trying hard to hold back my orgasm. As he slowed down the car on a deserted roadside, he leaned in closer to me and gently kissed my neck. His warm breath on my skin sent shivers down my spine. “I’m going to make you cum,” he whispered in my ear. His fingers moved faster now, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I let out a soft moan and came all over his hand. My body shook with pleasure, and I closed my eyes to savour the moment. When I opened them, he was staring at me with a smile. “You’re incredible,” he said. I smiled back at him, feeling a little shy but also incredibly turned on. “You’re not so bad yourself,” I said, leaning in closer to kiss him. Our lips met, and we kissed passionately, the excitement of what just happened still fresh in our minds. After a few minutes of kissing, I stopped, got up from my seat and sat in his lap. This action of mine lifted my skirt, completely exposing my lower body. I could feel his cock pressing hard against my butt. I adjusted my position a little and started grinding my butt against his crotch. His hands moved up my waist and rested on my breasts. I started kissing his neck and moving my hands over his chest, tracing the outlines of his abs. I could feel the heat emanating from his body, and his cock was rock hard. I started sucking his earlobes, and I licked his face. I moved my hands down to his crotch and gently stroked his cock through his pants. He moaned, and his eyes rolled up. I loved the sight of him helpless and under my control. His hands were still on my breasts, squeezing my nipples and massaging my cleavage. His mouth was on my neck, biting and sucking. His teeth grazed against my skin, and I loved every bit of it. He tried lifting my Tee shirt, but I stopped him. “Let’s save something for the next date,” I said, opening the car door. “Thanks for the amazing date” I said and stepped out of the car. “Anytime,” he said, smiling back at me and then he drove away. I stood there for a few moments, smiling, still feeling his warm lips on my neck and the feel of his body under me. I then walked back home, eager for the next date. This was a perfect start to a long, adventurous journey together. The end. Hope you enjoyed it. Please do let me know if there’s anything specific you’d like to read in my next story. I am new to writing, and I would really appreciate any feedback. Happy reading!
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