Our third date. Tonight I've promised myself that I'll make my move.

I've been fantasizing about you all week, and at dinner I can't keep my eyes off of you. In my mind I'm undressing you, and exploring your body I can hardly keep up with our conversation. As we leave the restaurant, I fall back slightly so that I can watch that seductive walk of yours, the way your hips move from side to side with each step. My eyes travel up your stocking-clad legs, taking in your shapely calves, those silky thighs, until they disappear under your enticingly short and clingy mini, just below that incredible soft place. I get a little tingle thinking of how it felt in my hands when we kissed goodnight last time, knowing that this time I've worked up the nerve to ask you to spend the night. I hedge my bets, though, just asking you if you want to come over for a drink. I can see from the way your face lights up that you're thinking along the same lines.

Once we're at my place, I get our drinks and join you on the couch, unconciously leaving a slight separation between us. You reach over to get the remote, and somehow end up sitting back down right next to me, leaning your head against my shoulder. I'm so nervous, but so turned on, too.

I feel my length grow hard, straining in my pants, and I hope that you don't see my state, or accidently brush against it and find out. But it's no accidental brush when it happens. You lean into me, turn your head to me and kiss me, your mouth opening wetly against my lips. While I respond, your hand alights on my knee and works its way up to my crotch, where you grasp my hardness. "Mmmmmm, what's this?" you murmur I stiffen, and respond, inanely, "Yeah, Ummm, Mmmmm.

" I run my hand along your thigh the same way yours traveled up mine, but more tentatively, and skip over the best part - I go instead to unbutton your blouse.

From your reaction, I see that you know I chickened out at the last second. I hide my embarrasment by caressing your stomach and breasts, wanting all the while to let my hand stray downward. Curiosity, and the realization that it will be more embarassing if I just do nothing, get the better of me. I reach down and cup you with my hand. It's actually a relief to find that you're not hard yet. I stroke you gently, and you open your legs a little and push toward me. We kiss and grope for a long time, while my mind races through the pros and cons. I've never done this before, and it scares me. But, on the other hand, it feels like my body is on fire, every nerve tingling.

I may never get another chance, at least with someone as hot as you. You break away from our kiss, look at me and say "Well?" Lust wins out after all.

I can't bring myself to actually say the words, but I get up, take your hand, and lead you to the bedroom.

We take turns in the bathroom, you first, so that when I come out you're already on the bed.

I see your blouse and skirt over a chair, while the lacy teddy you still have on highlights every sexy curve of your body.

I gaze upon the lacy cups, as they push your breasts up towards me, and then my eyes follow the trail of buttonloops down. I marvel at your slender, feminine waist, at the exposed smooth side of your thigh, crossed only by the thinnest of garter straps. And at that intriguing bulge in your thong. I realize that I'm gawking, so I quickly strip off all but my undershorts, take your outstretched hand, and settle onto my knees beside you. You pull me down and we kiss for a long time, tongues exploring each others mouth, our legs intertwined, crotches pushing against each other. I raise up, nibble on your ear as you moan softly, then kiss my way down your neck to your chest. Relieved to be in more familiar territory, I unbutton your teddy and start to nibble on your breasts, sucking gently on first one nipple, then the other. I kiss my way down your smooth, soft tummy, while my hands caress your hips, then squeeze your firm soft place. You shrug out of the teddy and reach down to you thong. I sit up and help you pull it off, my eyes following it all the way down your legs, taking your stockings with it until I can drop them over the side of the bed, then I quickly pull off my shorts and consign them to the floor as well.

My hand strays over to caress your lower stomach, then the insides of your thighs.

Finally I slide my fingertips up over your balls and grasp you with my palm. Feeling you grow hard in my hand releases my final inhibitions. I kiss my way down, around over your hipbone, to your leg.

I run my lips up and down the inside of your thighs, from one side to the other, skipping over the center for now just to tease you a bit longer. You draw your legs up around my head, and I kiss the underside of your thigh, making my my way down to that smooth curve at the bottom of your tight, shapely cheeks. My tongue teases you, flicking between them, then under and around your balls, as you arch your back slightly and moan softly. Your hand grasps mine as I take first one ball into my mouth, then the other, rolling them from side to side with my tongue. Finally, it's time to claim my prize. I gaze lovingly at your gorgeous, swollen length -- uncut, one of my biggest turn-ons. I love the way the tip of that little purple head shyly peeks out at me, nestled deep in its pink turtleneck, its arrowhead shape outlined in the skin. I gently pull the skin down, watching as it unrolls to expose first the litle valley on the underside, and then the flare of the top.

Push it back up, and that little knob snuggles back into its protective cover.

Don't hide, baby you don't need any protection from me! You're going to get all the love and affection you need.

I pause for a moment and gaze at you in wonder, how you lie there with your eyes closed, looking so sweet. I can't believe that such a gorgeous, sexy creature is under my control. I fondly trace a vein with my fingertip, then caress you between my hands. All this attention is starting to have its effect you, I see, as a glistening pearl appears at the tip. Mmmmm, it tastes so sweet! And then I stop, suddenly realizing that's maybe not the safest practice.

It's such a shame that in this day and age I'm not going to get to taste you in your full glory. I hate the taste of rubber! So first, while I still can, I wet my lips and run them up and down the underside of your shaft, relishing the feel of your smooth skin against my tongue, squeezing your balls gently with my hand. I nibble you gently as I make my way up and down again, just like eating an ear of corn. But no ear of corn ever felt so soft and silky between my lips. I lift your sack, and do the same where your length continues underneath. A long slow toy all the way up, and just a little tickle with my tongue on the underside of the head.

OK, it's time to cover you up so I can give you the rest of your treat. There's a trick I saw once on a porn site that I've always wanted to try -- I take out a condom and unroll it a bit. Then, holding the tip oh so carefully between my teeth, I push it down over your head, first pulling your foreskin down to expose it - to give you the maximum sensation. Then I unroll it down your now rock hard shaft, pushing it a little further with each bob of my head.

My, I have to press my lips tightly around you to make this work. Finally, its all the way down, and I've engulfed you.

I love the way your firm but soft flesh fills my mouth the feeling of your whole length along my tongue, which gently massages you back and forth. Now I can have my way, feeling your warmth as you slide you between my lips, in and out, for what seems like a blissful eternity.

I swirl my tongue around your head for a bit, then plunge back down until my lips touch bottom.

As I come up each time, I marvel at the way the fringe of your head catches on my lips.

On the way down, I purse them tightly before pushing over you, so excited by the the thought of you forcing your way into my mouth. I feel your sack contract, and you start to buck your hips, helping me. Then you squeeze your legs around my head, pushing me down with your hands, and I know the end is near. I press my tongue hard against you squeeze your cheeks suddenly you arch your back and gasp. I feel your eruption pulsing up through your shaft, flooding into my eager, waiting mouth. I continue, more gently now, milking you, squeezing out every last drop, until you quiet down again. Then I release you and climb up into your loving embrace. We kiss for a while, and fall asleep in each others' arms. You wake up in the middle of the night, in the midst of an incredibly erotic dream, only to find that it's not a dream after all. I couldn't sleep, and the sight of your sexy body was just too much for me, so once again I've got my lips wrapped tightly around you. You grab my arms and pull me up for a long passionate kiss.

"I want you inside me, " you say, so I grab a condom and quickly roll it over my hardness, as you turn over onto all fours. I slide my length up and down between your cheeks, then push into you slowly.

You press back against me, taking me inside all at once. I gasp as you warm tightness surrounds me, as you rock back and forth on your knees, stroking me in and out. I get into the act now, thrusting in and out, more rapidly each time. It seems like an eternity, yet all too short as well, until I feel the eruption rising inside me. You sense it as well, and buck against me, brinig me to a convulsive explosion.

I settle down onto your back, nuzzling your ear, and tell you just how awesome you are, before rolling off to lie beside you.

"Mmmmm, now it's your turn, " you say to me, with a sly grin, pushing me down onto my back and climbing up along me, spreading your legs between mine, forcing them apart so that my knees and ankles get pushed up into the air. I'm actually a bit scared, but too turned on to resist, as you suddenly turn into a wild animal, raking your fingernails over my stomach, biting my nipples, and teasing the rim of my soft place with a ky-laden finger, pushing little blobs of it inside me. "Put your knees over my shoulders, luv, " you say, and I comply. You grap a pillow and shove it under my soft place, propping it up off the bed. I feel a gentle pressure against my warmth, and unwillingly contract. I want to do this, but something inside is trying to stop me. I look up at you, your beautiful face smiling down at me, and realize that you're the one -- I want to give you my virginity. I force myself to relax, and you push just a tiny way inside me. Then you withdraw and push in again, a bit further this time. Over and over, each stroke going deeper, slowly filling me with your length. It feels so incredible each time you penetrate me anew, as your head passes my rim, and equally incredible in a different sort of way as the length of you slides into me. The way out each time feels just as wonderful. At long last you're all the way in, and I clamp again for a moment as your hipbones press against my cheeks. We stay this way, practically motionless, for a good bit, as every little squirm I make fills me with ecstacy. You release my legs, and I wrap them around your back. My squirming turns into a more determined pushing back against you, while pulling you down into me with my legs, and you realize that I've fully relaxed. You pull back and plunge one full stroke into me, then another, and another, a little faster and harder each time. Now my playing begins in earnest! This has got to be the most incredible moment of my life. What's turning me on the most now is not so much the physical sensation as the mental one.

The thought that right now you own me.

I'm just a slut for you, your little bitch, your whore for the night, letting you play my brains out.

Which you continue to do, pounding into me mercilessly, your pelvis slapping away against my cheeks as I cry out. I find myself practically screaming - "Oh God, God, yes, play me, play me, play me! Oh, oh, God, yes, yes, yes, arrgggh, ...

" I release the death-grip I've had on the sheets to claw wildly at your back, frenzied with my sudden lust. Moving down to your butt, I dig my nails in, helping you pump away at me, like a jockey digging in the spurs, urging you on to the finish line. I want you to come like you never have before. Then ...

suddenly, you give one incredibly long, hard thrust, all the way into my soft place, and go rigid, letting out your own cry.

I feel you spasming repeatedly, deep inside me. Even though you're not touching me, I come too, as I realize what I've done for you. I pull you down with my arms, into the sticky mess I've made on my stomach, careful not to let you slip out of me - it still feels so wonderful to have you inside me. We kiss slowly, passionately, murmuring softly to each other. And now you're gone, and I write this, wistfully thinking of our night together, and hoping I get to see you again soon.