Swing Date + More - Sex Stories

Swing Date + More

... such a pleasant morning. We could go inside if you prefer," she offered.

"No, outside is fine." she walked over to the table she had been sitting at and I pulled back out the chair for her.

We ordered our coffee then danced around the usual questions. Have you met many people from the site? How was it? How long you been in the lifestyle, etc. She told me about her sixteen-year-old daughter, and said she was staying over with her boyfriend.

Then she simply came out and asked, "What would you like from me? How do you like it in bed? Sometimes women don’t like to admit their likes/dislikes, but it’s always better when they do.

"Uh, well, just treat me like a human being, with respect." It's not much to ask for, but most men don't grasp the concept.

"I can do that," I replied.

She smiled and said, "That's great!" I felt like this was going well.

Our coffee came, and we sipped it and chatted about other stuff. When we were done, she asked if I wanted to go with her to her place. Asked, not insisting, and without expectation. I said, "I would love to."

She gave me her address, in case we got separated when I followed her - more consideration for the single guy. As it happened, there was no drama getting to her place. We parked our cars, and she led me to his door, softly holding my hand.

We went inside, and I asked to use bathroom. She pointed the way, and I lost the coffee we had drunk, which I like to do before playing.

She asked if I wanted ...

... anything to drink, and I declined, saying I was okay. She sat down on the couch and I sat next to her. I put my arm softly around her shoulders and gazed into her eyes and said, "I like you a lot. I would love to please you."

That seemed to be the right thing to say. She seemed be already getting ready for me. We leaned together kissed, softly at first. Then passions flared, and our tongue darted into each other’s mouths as our bodies became plastered together.

Unlike other guys, I tend to go slower, taking my cues from her. I didn’t immediately grab her breasts. I pulled her gently to me and caressed her back with my hands while kissing her. She wass melting. She pressed against me, and I could feel her nipples getting hard.

My hands started caressing her sides, and only slowly made their way toward her breasts. She was ready for them to be there, but I was gentle, and my gradual approach seemed to excite her. When I touched the sides of her breasts, she moaned into my mouth and she kissed me passionately.

I gently pushed her away, so my fingers could caress her breasts through her dress. She moaned and pulled her head back. My fingers slowly found her nipples and rubbed them gently. Her moans increased, as I made her nipples so hard that you could see them through her bra and dress.

She breathlessly whispered, "I want you."

"Oh, Lisa, I want you, too."

She kissed me again, as I fondled her breasts. She moaned and moaned. My hands then reached around and ...