Internet Date

The Internet date

It was two years since the accident. Living without Barbra has been difficult. I miss her touch so much, but I thought I was ready to start dating. My son is 6 now and I believe he is old enough to understand that I need to make some new friends. I started with an on-line dating app. It felt so unnatural to shop for a female like I was looking for a used car. I scrolled down the list of local women and found one with some similar interests.

I felt awkward writing to someone I had never met, but I managed to make a connection. She was five years older than me, but that didn’t seem to bother her. We continued writing for almost a month before I got the nerve to ask her out. We made plans for a dinner date and I arranged for a sitter to stay with Trever. The girl had watched him before and lived just a block away. Ellen showed up 30 minutes early and began playing a board game with Trever before I left.

The date went ok I guess, but she seemed a little too formal for my taste. I suppose I was looking for someone a little more fun loving. I got back home around 11:30 and was glad to hear that Trever had behaved himself and was sound asleep. Ellen asked me if I had a good time. I was honest and told her the evening was a disappointment. I handed her the normal fee. Instead of leaving, she sat down on the couch.

My better judgement was nowhere to be found and I sat down on the couch with her and started talking about my evening. I could feel myself becoming aroused and it was hard to hide the large bulge in my trousers. I felt like such a pervert! She slowly reached over and unbuckled my belt while looking up at me. At this point I had lost all perception of right and wrong as I slid my hand under her tube top. She laid down with her head in my lap looking up at me with puppy dog eyes.

Shit what am I doing! I pulled my hand away. She sat up and pealed off the top. Her breasts were impressive for her age and those cute puffy nipples were just begging to be kissed. I leaned over as she smiled, so proud that she was seducing me. She closed her eyes as I latched on to a young nipple.

Damn she smells like baby powder! I pulled the drawstring on her jogging pants and grabbed the waistband as she lifted her little ass to assist. Oh my fucking shit! She had the cutest little hairless pussy in the world. I moved down and pushed her slender legs apart.

Her body stiffened as my tongue came in contact with her clit. I felt her fingers filter through my hair and grab tight. The noises she was making had my cock hard as an algebra equation! I reached under her ass and lifted it off the couch as I slid my tongue into her opening. She squealed in delight. Oh fuck! I stopped and got out of my clothes as quickly as possible. When she caught a glimpse of my erection I heard a gasp.

“Oh Mr Downing, it’s glorious! May I hold it?”

Before I could say a word she had taken me prisoner! Those young curious hands felt so beautiful. She seemed to know what to do as her arm began to move. Her young enthusiasm was intoxicating. Did she know how good she was making me feel? Had she ever seen a man cum before?

With a determined look on her face she started going faster. Oh shit, look at those young tits bouncing! I was almost there and could feel that familiar pressure. Suddenly powerful surges sent streams of warm cream spilling over her hand and down my shaft. I was trying to catch my breath as more was oozing out in long threads. She leaned over and licked the tip to get a taste.

“Sorry Mr Downing, I had to see what it was like. I hear the girls talking at school and needed to find out for myself. I hope you’re not mad at me. I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”

Internet Date ends.

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