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-=[ Mistaken Identity ]=-
Glancing nervously in the mirror for at least the fiftieth time this
evening, I make minor adjustments here and there on my outfit. I feel
so out of my element. My room mate Krissy has set me up on a blind
date with a guy she knows from work. She chose this outfit for me to
wear. A tight, very short black skirt, the hem of which ends just a
couple of inches below my silky black thong panties, and a red button
down shirt, which she has rolled the sleeves up and undone the first
four buttons, exposing a bit of my cleavage and the very top of my
black lacy bra. The bottom ends of the shirt are tied together,
instead of being buttoned all the way down, this shows off my flat
stomach with it's pierced navel. I feel totally sexy, but also very
apprehensive about actually going out of the apartment dressed like
this. "If the people at work coud see me now!" I think to myself.
This is so unlike me, especially the blind date. I haven't been on a
date in at least a year, turning down all men who ask. This has earned
me the title of "Ice Princess". It took many weeks of pestering from my
room mate to get me to agree with this. "Let's have a look at that
face," Krissy says. "Definitely more mascara . . . and a darker shade
of lipgloss." She says, busily adding the final touches to my already,
in my opinion, overdone face. "And you need to loosen up, stop being
so critical of every guy you meet. If you look for something to be
wrong with them, you'll find it. Don't settle for anything less than
what you want, but realize that the perfect man does not exist." She
should know, I smile to myself . . .she's tried enough of them. She
offers to take me to the coffee house that I'm supposed to meet this
guy at. I readily accept, not trusting myself to drive in these four
inch heels. Arriving early, she asks if I would like her to wait with
me. "No, I'd rather you didn't." I say. "Okay," she smiles, "Just
remember . . loosen up! Have fun!" "Uh-huh, I promise to try." I
answer, getting out of the car.
Making my way into the coffee house, I find a table close to the window,
where I can watch the people on the street, and also see the door. I
order a cup of my favorite Cinnamon Spice Cappucino, and savor the
taste slowly. Glancing at my watch, I realize my date is a bit late.
"Good, maybe I can get out of this after all." I think to myself. I
get up and walk through the main area of the coffee house, the lighting
is very subdued, but I catch a couple of stares from men seated in
various places. Finding the ladies room, I push open the door, going
to the mirror. Checking on my makeup and hair, I decide that if my
date is not there when I get back, I'll just catch a taxi home.
Heading back out I take one final glance, not finding anyone that
matches the description that Krissy gave me. I pay for my cappucino
and exit onto the street. This is not a safe neighborhood, so I
quickly step to the curb, wanting to hail a cab as soon as possible.
A sleek, bright yellow sports car pulls up to the curb, just in front of
me. The window slowly comes down, revealing a handsome man, maybe in
his mid-thirties. Leaning over, he's doing nothing to hide the fact
that he's staring at my semi-exposed chest. "What can I get for a
hundred?", he asks, licking his lips. "Pardon me?" I say, a confused
look crossing my face. Then it dawns on me. This man thinks I'm a
prostitute! I open my mouth to start setting him straight, when I get a
crazy idea. "Hmmm . ." I purr, in my sexiest voice. "What would you
like to get for a hundred?" "Get in and we can discuss it on the way."
He answers, reaching over and opening the door for me. I take a deep
breath, amazed at my stupidity/bravery. "This is your last chance to
run!" My mind warns me. I pause only one second longer before throwing
caution to the wind and stepping into his car.
Pulling back out into traffic, he's got his eyes on the road. I feel
this is a good time to take a better look at him. He looks like a nice
guy, thick brown hair, grey eyes, nicely muscled, but not overly so.
No wedding ring. "That's a good thing!" I think to myself. He's
definitely not my idea of a serial killer. He must feel my eyes on
him, because he glances over. His eyes travel from my wildly teased
light red hair to my face, down to my chest. I know my face is
crimson, and I'm glad he can't see it very well because of the lighting
conditions. "Been doing this long?", he asks. "Long enough." I
answer. Hoping that will satisfy his questions. "What should I call
you?", he asks next. "Whatever you like." Knowing better than to give
him even my first name. "Well my name is Drew." He says, "And this is
the first time I've ever done this." My eyes widen in shock. Then an
instant feeling of relief. If he's never done this before, then he
doesn't know how a hooker should act. Great! That takes a bit of
pressure off of me. "Well, don't worry, honey, I'll show you
everything you need to know," I say, grinning at him. He laughs
nervously. "I was hoping you'd say that."
We finish the rest of the ride in silence. I'm having a battle with my
conscience. One part of me knowing that this is a crazy thing to do,
the other part wanting this more than my next breath. I rationalize
that I'm in too far to back out now, not to mention that I'm really
turned on.
We eventually pull up to a brick apartment complex on the outskirts of
the city. "Nice area," I think to myself, stepping out of the car. My
skirt has ridden up, showing off my firm ass, with a small line of silk
running up the center. I see him staring as I adjust the hem to a
lower, more conservative level. He leads me to a set of stairs,
following closely behind me as I slowly climb them. "Here it is," he
says, coming up behind me as I stop in front of the door. He fumbles
with the keys for a minute before dropping them at my feet. I bend at
the waist to pick them up, and I hear his sharp intake of breath at the
sight before him. I know the whole crotch of my panties is exposed, as
are my buttocks. As I bring myself to a standing position, I feel his
hand lightly touching the back of my thigh. He finally fits the key
into the lock, swinging the door open. We step into a very nice
up-scale apartment. Shiny hardwood floors, an oriental rug just in
front of the fireplace, and sky lights in almost every room. "Nice
place," I say. "Thank you. I just moved in a month ago." "New to the
area?" I wonder out loud. "Yeah, just moved here from the west coast.
New job, new life, a whole new me, it seems." Smiling, I'm feeling the
same way. "No girlfriend to keep you busy?" I ask, maybe I'm being too
personal. "No, no girlfriend. Not since I've been here anyway." He
replies, handing me a martini. We sit together on the sofa, his thigh
brushing against mine. "So what do you do?" I ask, trying to make
conversation. "My family owns an auto parts company, I moved out here
to set up operations on the east coast." He answers. "That's alot of
responsibility . . . so . ..what do you want from me?" I ask, turning
towards him, running a long red nail down the front of his shirt. He
swallows slowly and says, "Just a release, that's all I need."
"Hmmmmm," I say, pouting my lips . . ."Just one?" His face breaks into
a smile and I hear his deep laughter. "Well, we'll have to cross that
bridge when we come to it." He answers, getting to his feet and taking
my martini glass. Thankfully, the liquor has toned down some of my
inhibitions, but I'm still working on pure adrenalin here. Still
disbelieving what I'm about to do. Still scared spitless!
He returns from the kitchen, standing directly in front of me. I lean
forward on the couch, running my hands from the backs of his calves, to
his ass, around to his waistband, and as I rise from the sofa, my hands
rub from his stomach to his chest. He takes me by the wrist and all
but drags me into his bedroom. Turning around as soon as we near the
bed, I drop to my knees and unfasten his belt. I press my face into
the bulge in his pants. Although I can't see it yet, it certainly
feels like a nice cock. Still on my knees, my hands shaking, I slowly
lower his zipper. I put my fingertips in the waistband of his
underwear and pull both them and his pants down together. His pubes
are nicely trimmed, and his cock is amazing. Nice and thick, with lots
of veins. I run my hands up his bare legs, kissing his lower stomach.
I can feel his dick throbbing in time to his heartbeat. My hands are
on his ass now, pulling him toward my face. I dart my tongue out and
touch it to his balls. His whole body twitches, as he puts his hands
on my shoulders to steady himself. My hand closes around his shaft,
pulling upwards so I can get a straight shot at his balls. My tongue
slathers each one in saliva, as I suck them one at a time into my
mouth. My thumb plays with the head of his cock, swollen and purple,
leaking tears of precum. I smooth it over the upper part of his dick,
loving the slippery sticky feel of it. My tongue begins a slow journey
from his balls to the top of his dick, swirling my tongue around it,
gathering his juice. I take just the head into my mouth, sucking
gently. "God," he whispers, his voice shaking "You really know what
you're doing." I smile around his cock thinking "If you only knew that
I was just as sex starved as you are!" I slowly run my lips and tongue
down the outside of his dick, then back up towards the head, lic
ing
and sucking gently, I pull the head back into my mouth. I slowly start
taking more and more of him into my mouth, my hands going to his hips,
gently pulling him to me. I have his cock as far into my mouth as I
can get it, and there's still at least three more inches that I grasp
with my hand. "Take off your shirt." He grinds out, his voice deeper
with sexual tension. I release him from my mouth and come to a
standing position. He finshes taking of his shoes, socks and pants
while I start to work the buttons loose on my shirt. Finally all the
buttons are undone and I slowly let the shirt fall around my shoulders,
exposing my black bra and my chest. He licks his lips and says huskily
"Take that off too. I want to touch them while you finish sucking my
cock." I take the shirt off my arms and reach behind me finding the
clasp to my bra. I release it then pull the straps off my shoulders,
still holding the bra over my breasts. I walk over to the bed, he
looks up at me as I lower the bra and toss it on the floor behind me.
He immediately pulls me into the bed with him. His hands go from my
waist to my ribcage, his fingers lightly touching me. I lay sideways
on the bed, where I can still reach his cock with my mouth and he can
still reach my breasts with his hands. Taking him back into my mouth,
I feel his hands rubbing the undersides of my breasts. I pick up the
pace of my sucking, again taking all I can get of him in my mouth. I
get up on my hands and knees, still sucking his cock. I feel his palms
rub across my nipples, and it sends shivers all over my body. He
gently begins thrusting his hips upwards squeezing my nipples in time
to his thrusts. I gag for a second on his cock, before it pushes past
my tonsils and into my throat. He groans loudly and his hands tangle
in my hair. I can't believe I have all of his cock in my mouth and
throat. His pubes brush against my nose as his hips gently thrust. My
hand goes to his balls, slowly rolling them with my palm. I can feel
them beginning to pull up closer to his body, signaling that he is
close to cumming. His speed increases and I feel him arching his back.
His cock twitches and I can feel his hot cum as it splashes against
the back of my throat. He lets out a loud roar, as his body shudders
before going limp on the bed. I roll over onto my side, watching his
chest heave. He raises his head and looks at me, a grin on his face.
"Jeeez! That was intense!" He says, pulling me up beside him. His
hands find my nipples again, piching and rolling them gently between
his fingers. He brings his head down, I feel his hot breath on my
nipple, just before he closes his lips around it. I close my eyes,
trying not to moan. His hand rubs from my knee, all the way up
underneath my skirt. I can feel the warmth of his fingertips tracing
circles just centimeters away from my wet pussy. His head moves lower,
taking my navel ring into his mouth, gently grasping it between his
teeth and tugging on it. I lie completely still, the agony of being so
aroused is killing me. His hands slide down my ribs, to my waist as he
pulls the skirt free, throwing it on the floor next to our other
discarded clothing. He gazes at my panties, with just the thin strap
of silk covering my shaven lips, and the string extending between my
buttocks to the back. Once again, I feel his hot breath on me. This
time he's kissing along the top edge of my panties. His finger slowly
pulls the fabric from my pussy lips and I feel him touching my wetness.
He glides his finger slowly up and down through my pussy, causing me
to bite my lip to prevent myself from moaning. He stands up and walks
to the foot of the bed, leaning over and pulling my panties down my
long legs. Now I'm completely nude before this almost complete
stranger. He stands there, just looking at my naked body. "Is it okay
if I taste you?" He asks. "Fine with me, its your money." I whisper.
My voice sounds incredibly husky. He lies down between my legs and
spreads my lips with his thumbs. His tongue flicks out, running along
the outside of my pussy. His finger is once again running up and down
between my clit and my wet hole. He slowly pushes it inside of me,
pulls it back out and adds another. Gently forcing two fingers into my
tight hole while his tongue dances along the top of my slit, not quite
touching my clit. I'm aching, needing to feel his tongue directly on
my clit. I raise my hips off the bed a bit, hoping to give him the
idea. He pulls his head back, denying me what I need most right now.
"What do you want, baby?" His deep voice asks. "Just ask me for it, I
want to hear you say it." I take a deep breath . . ."Please, just do
it. You know what I want." I whisper. "No, baby . . . I want to hear
it from your mouth." Closing my eyes and taking another deep breath, I
whisper "Please Drew, eat my pussy." I hear him chuckle as his mouth
closes over my clit, releasing a flood of fireworks and shocks through
my entire body. His two fingers driving in and out of me now, and his
tongue on my clit, I can feel myself beginning to cum. I reach down
and run my fingers through his hair. "I'm almost there!" I moan.
"Mmmm, don't stop Drew. Please don't stop . . ." I feel as if I'm about
to shatter into a million tiny pieces. My orgasm thunders through me,
as I grind my pussy against his mouth. I cry out "Drew! Drew!" But my
voice sounds far away. My breathing is coming in ragged gasps, my
heartbeat racing. I feel him move up on the bed, taking my sweating
body into his arms. "Wow! If you were faking that, you should win an
Oscar." I open my eyes, and he instantly knows it was the real thing.
"It's just been a while since I've cum." I answer. "Apparently so." He
says with a grin. His hands are gliding along my back as he holds me
against him. I raise my head to look at him, and he's staring at me
intently. "I know there's unspoken rules about kissing hookers on the
mouth, " he says, "But I have to know what your mouth feels like on
mine." I know I should pull away, but I'm rooted to the spot that I
lie in as his lips cover mine. Its a soft smooth kiss, lips sliding
against lips. His tongue comes out and traces the outline of my lips,
gently prying them open. The kiss deepens, our tongues touching,
tasting each other. He takes my hand and guides it between us, down
his belly to his cock, which is already hard again. I stroke the shaft
a few times, bringing a moan from his lips. He rolls over on to his
back, and I straddle him. He reaches up and cups my breasts in his
hands, thumbs running over the nipples. "It's your show now," he
smiles. I raise up on my knees, just high enough to position his cock
at my entrance. I reach back and take his balls into my hand as I sink
down onto his big hard cock. "Sweet Jesus!" he groans, "I'm in
heaven." I slowly start to rock back and forth on him. His hands come
up to my waist, pulling me further down onto his cock. I put my hands
on his chest to balance myself, as I raise up, bringing his cock almost
out of me, then driving down again. My speed increases, as does both
of our breathing. I'm fucking his cock furiously, taking all of it
inside of me. The pleasure overrides the pain and I feel myself
beginning to cum again. "No! Wait, stop!" Drew whispers. "I don't
want to cum like this." He rolls me over onto my back without ever
taking his cock out of me and begins thrusting again. He's driving in
deep, my hands clutch at his back. His moans are so sexy. I love men
that are vocal in bed. He lowers his head again, sucking and biting my
nipples. I arch my back, my whole body becoming tense. He raises his
head and looks into my eyes. I feel myself going over the top, I
squeeze my eyes shut as my climax takes over my body. Moaning and
thrashing about under him, I hear him start to groan. He quickly
raises off of me, pulls his cock out and I reach down and grasp it.
Stroking it quickly, his hands on his thighs, the first splatter of cum
hits my neck, the second lands on my breasts . .the third and fourth on
my belly. I keep stroking him until he lays his hand over mine and
collapses on top of me. I can feel his sticky cum in between us as he
gasps and pants into my neck. Our breathing slows down to almost
normal and he rolls off of me. I glance over at him, his eyes are
closed and his hand lies across his chest. "I'm gong to take a shower,
if you don't mind." I say. "No, go ahead, its through there. I'll use
the other shower while you're in there." He says. "Okay," I say,
getting off the bed and walking into the bathroom. I turn around as I
enter the doorway and see his eyes were on my ass. He smiles at me as
I close the door. I quickly wash the cum off of my body, stepping out
of the shower and towelling off. I walk back into his bedroom and find
my clothes piled neatly on the corner of the bed. On top of them lies
a one hundred dollar bill and a note. I pick up the note and open it
slowly.
"Dear Baby,
"I knew you weren't who you said you were from the time you first got
into my car. What a beautiful shade of pink you are when you blush.
I've never had such a satisfying time with anyone. Thank You! I'd love
to see you again." It is signed with his phone number and his name. I
pick up the pen off the dresser and scribble my own note.
"Dear Drew;
The pleasure was all mine, I can assure you. You owe me no thanks, and
certainly no money. It would be an honor to see you again, and thanks
for treating me so nicely." I signed it with my name and my phone
number. Placing the note and the money on his pillow, I quickly dress
and leave the apartment before he returns from the shower. I'm hoping
he'll call, I guess I'll just have to wait and see. . . .
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