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*Quick warning, this isn’t the usual “wham, bam, thank you, ma’am.” It was written as an intro for a longer story and turned into its own short story along the way.*

*This is my first time writing/posting anything and any/all feedback is welcome.*

*All characters are over 18.*

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“I still can’t believe you told me that!” she said, shaking her head as she approached the couch and straddled him.

Owen’s half-formed response evaporated as he felt her settle onto him. They had been teasing each other throughout their date night with near-constant caresses, so he relished finally having her directly on top of him.

She still looked at him expectantly, full lips slightly pursed. “Well? What do you have to say for yourself?” she said, each word punctuated by a small shift of her hips, making him uncomfortably aware of the constriction of his pants.

Owen wrapped one hand around her hip, sliding his fingers through her belt loop. The other hand reached behind her head and pulled her down for a smoldering kiss. Even as he enjoyed how her tongue teased his lips, he felt the embarrassment well up. He broke off the kiss. “Look, I’ve apologized. It’s normal to look into people you’re going on a date with.” He held back that it was uncanny how into him she had seemed on their first date, and how he wanted to make sure he wasn’t being scammed. A look of disappointment crossed her face as if she could read his mind. He pressed on, “It’s not my fault that you had kink items favorited on your public Etsy profile that showed up on the first page of search results!”

Ariana leaned back and reached up to pull her curly blonde hair back into a ponytail. Owen’s eyes couldn’t help but be drawn towards her impressive, bra-less boobs and how her motion emphasized the outline of her hard nipples and their piercings against her top. His mind flashed to what a ponytail might imply about her plans but was brought back to reality when her hands pressed into his chest and she ground her hips into him again.

She grinned, “How about we both agree that mistakes were made; some…” she twisted his nipple, “…a bit more egregious than others, and move this to the bedroom?”

He grinned back, relieved. “After all that dancing with this fantastic ass rubbing against me, I think we’re wearing far too many clothes,” he replied, hands running around her round cheeks as he sat up to kiss her neck.

She let out a breath as his lips pressed against her neck, clearly relishing the touch before finally pulling back. “Then stop distracting us!” She lifted herself off him and started to strut towards her bedroom, turning her head as she walked through the doorway. “Are you coming yet?”

Owen chuckled and stretched out on the couch, adjusting his hard cock in his pants. ‘If only every woman was this clear with what she wanted.’ She really was something else, and despite some borderline red flags, the physical chemistry was intense. This had to be the best second date he’d ever experienced, and it seemed like it was gonna get even better.

“Too hard to get up?” floated from the bedroom followed by a giggle.

“Just letting the anticipation grow,” he said, chucking as he rolled off the couch and padded towards her bedroom.

His eyes adjusted as he walked in, the flicker of electric candles lighting the space, and finally settled on Adriana. “Wow,” he whispered as he drank in her naked form.

“You like what you see?” she smirked at him, already knowing the answer.

He didn’t say anything as he leaned over the bed, reaching down to softly drag the fingernails of one hand up her leg, across her toned stomach, around the underside of her breast, and eventually to the back of her head. He looked into her eyes and finally replied, “Good enough to eat,” before pulling her in for another searing kiss.

Ariana reached down to lift his shirt over his head before realizing there were buttons, and then started hastily undoing them. “Ugh, why are there so many…” she cut off with a moan as his hand drifted down to palm her breast and he ran a thumb around her nipple. She finally pulled the shirt off him.

“What was that?” he said with a grin.

“Get up here already. I’ve been craving this all night.”

He stepped away from the bed with a wink before reaching down to undo his belt. Her eyes followed his hands and her hips twisted from side to side as he slowly pulled the belt off. He found himself drawn back to thinking about the items on her Etsy page. Restraints, paddles, a hood with a gag, even a cane.

“Good enough to eat.” he heard her echo.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts and realized his body had taken off his pants on autopilot, and he was standing there in his underwear.

“No?” she asked.

“No,” he replied firmly. “I’m eating first.” In a back corner of his mind, he knew that this was a distraction, but decided to go with it anyway. There were few things he enjoyed more than making a woman cum, and Ariana was clearly sensitive.

He walked towards the bed, laying himself down next to her and began the slow process of kissing his way down her body. He took note of the spots that made her tighten her hands in his hair, including her neck and collar bone. Her skin tasted faintly salty from the sweat they had worked up while dancing earlier in the evening. Pausing at her breasts, he relished the texture of the piercings in contrast with her protruding nipples. The sides of her stomach were also clearly sensitive as she half moaned, half giggled as he ran his lips near her sides.

As he got closer towards her pussy, he could feel the heat emanating from it. Experimentally, he wrapped his hands around her hips with his thumbs just touching her coarse pubic hair and pressed some of his body weight onto both of her hips at once, holding her down. She moaned again, this time louder.

“Hurry up already!” she told him as she tried to wiggle her hips. “I want your tongue in my pussy.”

He grinned and ran his fingers through her pubes and rubbed his palm in small circles. Her outer labia shifted around with his circling, and her musky smell intensified before he gently blew air across her pussy.

“Mmmm.”

He continued rubbing her mound while his other hand teasingly touched her inner legs and he heard her suck in air as his fingers grazed near her asshole. “I’ll remember that for later,” he said, right before running his flattened tongue from the bottom of her pussy to the top.

She drew out her reply, “Yessss,” and grabbed him by the hair again, moving his face back towards her pussy.

He took her cue, and dove back in, no longer teasing. She tasted sweeter than other partners he remembered, and had the sexiest movements of her hips each time his tongue traveled up her pussy, concluding with a little shimmy as he flicked his tongue at the top. She also seemed to very much enjoy him rolling her outer labia between his lips.

With her continuing to run her fingers through his hair and sometimes pulling him in, his face was quickly coated in her juices. He slid one hand under her bent leg to tweak her sensitive nipple and reached with his other hand to set his upturned middle finger against the base of her vagina.

Ariana groaned, “Oh god, please.”

He ran his finger along her outer lips, letting it become wet with her juices, and pulled his head so she could clearly see him sucking on the finger. “You taste so good,” he said as he easily slid his finger all the way in.

She moaned while making an exaggerated roll of her eyes. “Of course it does! I’m the sweetest girl around.”

It was his turn to roll his eyes with a grin. “Certainly one of the horniest.” He went back to licking her pussy as he slowly pulled his finger in a come here gesture. Her breath was already quickening and her pussy tightening up.

Her hands went to her nipples. “Yes, right there,” she called out with a bit of her southern accent coming through, which he’d learned meant she was either very distracted, very emotional, or both.

Owen could tell she was close to coming already and his cock was rock hard thinking about how good it would feel to push into her wet pussy. He smiled and settled into the motion she seemed to like so much, drawing the flat of his tongue across her clit and flicking it at the end.

After another minute, her hips started bucking, and he could no longer aim his licks, instead choosing to move his free hand back to her hip to hold her down. His lips latched on around her clit, and he made tiny movements with his tongue across her exposed nub.

Ariana’s breath came in short gasps. “Oh, oh, ohhh… I’m cuming” she cried out, her legs squeezing around his head.

Owen continued flicking his finger inside her as her pussy clamped down and worked to maintain the exact same pressure on her clit. She eventually pushed his head back, breathing heavily, and he slowly removed his finger.

“That. Was. Amazing,” she said, emphasizing each word, and ending with a big sigh that left her whole body relaxed.

“I’m just getting started,” he replied, kissing her stomach.

She propped herself up on one elbow, “I’ll be too sensitive. It’s my turn to take care of you.”

He laughed, “Just let me know when you’re no longer too sensitive. We have all night. Plus, you taste too good.” Owen returned to running his fingers up and down her legs and kissing around her navel.

She shivered as he reached one hand up to trace her collar bones. “How did you find that spot so quickly?”

“I like paying attention to things that make people feel good,” he replied.

She was soon shifting her hips again, and he worked her through another orgasm, this time with both his middle and ring fingers. As his other two fingers draped down, he remembered how sensitive her ass had been and made sure to let one of his fingers tease her a bit just as she was about to cum.

This time, she was even more relaxed after her orgasm and lay there with a grin on her face. “Well, that made this one of the best second dates I’ve ever had.”

Owen smiled at her, “I think I have room for dessert. Roll over for me.”

She smiled and shook her head, “I think it’s your turn now.”

“I like things in threes.” This time with a bit more command in his voice, “Roll over for me.”

“Yes, sir,” she answered promptly as she rolled over, presenting her strong back that flared out to her gorgeous ass. It was clear she had put in the time at the gym.

“I’ve been thinking more about those items on your Etsy page…”

“Yeah?”

Owen continued, “and I think there might be some fun we can still have without toys.” He squeezed her ass and gave it a light swat. “Know what I mean?”

She looked back at him with an intensity in her eyes that he hadn’t seen from her before, and she quickly answered, “My safe word is katchup, but I don’t expect to need it.”

He blinked before replying, “Thank you.” His hands ran over the globes of her ass as he wondered to himself, ‘What am I getting into here?’

His mind drifted off, but some part of him still knew what to do. He reached one of his hands up to wrap his fingers through her hair, pulling her head back a bit as he leaned in to whisper in her ear, “I’m going to spank your naughty ass for teasing me all night, and if you promise to be good, I just might let you cum with my tongue in your ass.”

“Yessss” she hissed, wiggling her hips against him. “I’ve been very, very bad.”

He let her head lay back on the bed and started moving his hand in circles across her ass cheeks, warming them up. “You need to be taught an important lesson. Naughty girls get punished.”

“Please no, I’ve just been trying to make you happy.”

“Your punishment for tonight is 10 spankings on each cheek,” he intoned. “You will count for me.”

The staccato sound of a SMACK filled the air as his first blow landed on her right cheek. Somewhere in the back of Owen’s mind, he knew it was the perfect form to maximize the sound and provide sharp, short term sensation while not leaving marks.

“One…” Ariana replied with a cool voice, as if mocking him.

“Your teasing was nothing but trouble, and you knew you were attracting the attention of everyone around you.” His other hand landed another blow on her other cheek. *SMACK*

“Two,” still cool.

“You loved showing off your cleavage and your nipple piercings all night.” *SMACK*

“Three,” this time with a bit more emotion.

The verbal admonishments for her sluttiness during their date continued, each followed by a spank that left the globes of her ass warmer and warmer. *SMACK SMACK SMACK*

As she finally cried out as if in real pain after he landed spank number 14, the part of Owen that was observing his body on autopilot fully retreated.

“Up on your knees with your face still on the bed.”

Adriana complied, whimpering. As she exposed herself, it was clear her pussy lips were puffy and pulsing, and a bead of her juice ran down one of her thighs.

The final six blows landed right between her upper thighs and her cheeks to maximize pain.

As Ariana whimpered, “Twenty,” two fingers were shoved into her sodden pussy and her asshole licked with abandon. Her orgasm thundered through her body in less than 20 seconds, her hips lurching forward and her legs snapping together.

She continued trembling for a full minute to whispers of “Good girl,” before finally rolling over, pushing him back, and yanking down his underwear.

“I need this cock in me. Now.” She sloppily sucked his limp cock into her mouth, fondled his balls, and even reached up to pull on his nipples again. After a couple minutes, she popped off him and asked, “What’s wrong?”

He blinked, finally registering the note of concern in her voice. “What you’re doing is great, but I think that last bit was kind of intense for me.”

“Oh…, well…” she tugged on his cock some more. “I…”

Owen saw a myriad of emotions cross her face, disappointment, confusion, frustration, and others he couldn’t identify. “It’s okay,” he said, gently moving to pull her hands off him and hold them. “I’ve just had a lot to drink tonight, and some of the meds I’m on make it harder for me to keep an erection,” he exaggerated.

He pulled her up to him, and they held each other for a bit.

“You know, that was incredible,” she sighed. “You were incredible, especially for our first time together, but I’m worried about you,” she finished, running her fingers through his hair.

“Yeah,” he replied. “It just brought up some stuff from my past that I wasn’t quite ready to face.” He appended into the silence, “But I do really like our physical chemistry.”

“Me too, and I certainly enjoy kink, but I don’t need it every day. You grabbed the reins there and escalated it, but it was definitely within my boundaries.”

“Yeah, I hear you. It was just an intense immersion into some old wounds.”

Ariana let him have a few minutes and gently reached down to rub his chest. She finally quietly asked with a hint of a southern accent, “Will you stay the night? I love how it feels when our bodies are touching.”

“I would really like that,” he answered ambivalently.

As they drifted off for the night with her curled up next to him as the little spoon, he blinked back tears. He had rarely felt so alone.

NSFW: yes

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