A Strange Date

My name is Maikel, 36 years old and single again since a few months. I liked it, dating a bit, just getting to know people, having a good time, not being committed to anything. Most dates are fun, but what happened to me the other day was just plain weird. I have quite a lot of experience with sex and I'm not a prude, but things like SM are not my thing and I had never looked into it. Yet it suddenly came into my life.

I was swiping on Tinder and I had a match with a nice lady. The kind of lady who will give your confidence a boost if she turns out to like you too. Priscilla was her name. She was almost 10 years younger than me, blonde, well-trained and judging by her bikini photo, she had a generous front. So generous that I wondered if they were real. I was really looking forward to that date.

She suggested meeting at a restaurant. I knew a good cozy place, but she had another suggestion. I took a deep breath, because I knew that place and it was certainly not cheap there. How would it be worth an evening with such a pretty lady, so I agreed.

On the appointed evening I arrived at the restaurant. I suggested I pick her up at her house, but she preferred to meet at the restaurant. Fine, then went for a walk, it wasn't far anyway, I could drink and saved me the cost of an Uber.

It was really even fancier than I imagined inside. So yes, I was a little tense. I had put on a fashionable suit and luckily I didn't look out of place.

At the host I mentioned my name and he escorted me to the table. She was already there and she was even more beautiful than in her profile picture. She wore a burgundy dress, short for classy and long for slutty. So just right. The dress clung tightly to her tight body. No exaggerated cleavage, but with such a big set of tits that was not necessary. She wore sexy nylons with a pattern in them and red pumps with huge heels to hide the fact that she was not very tall. Wow, what was a girl like that doing on Tinder?

I greeted her with a kiss on her cheek. We ate and drank. That girl had taste, class and humor. We got 7 courses, but I wasn't bored for a second, it was that nice. I had to keep reminding myself to look into her beautiful eyes and not stray to her breasts. That wasn't the only thing that distracted me. Suddenly I noticed a man sitting a few tables away. He seemed to keep looking at us, perhaps not strange with an appearance like Priscilla. Tonight I even got to say my Priscilla, but this was different. Every time he looked secretly and when he realized that I saw him, he looked away. He also ate differently from the other guests. Not 7 courses like us, but some kind of salad and he didn't drink wine, but coffee. Foreign.

What are you watching?

asked Priscilla, feeling her leg against my slacks. She bit her full lower lip sexy.

Nothing

I said, turning my full attention back to her.

Shall we have another drink?

I suggested. Given the prices here I was hoping she would suggest going to a pub elsewhere. I'd pick a bar near my house and slowly direct her there, but Priscilla had other plans.

No, let's go to my house

she said.

I live near here and I really can't stand it any longer

. She said it so sultry.

What do you no longer like?

I asked. She sighed and rolled her big made-up eyes.

I'm so horny

she said. I was shocked by her directness and ashamed that I had not understood her earlier comment.

Sorry

I said and told her an anecdote about a date who was afraid to pee in a restaurant and wanted to eat in a hurry. She gave it a good laugh and assured me that she dared.We can go to the toilets now

she said biting her lip again, leaving lipstick on her front tooth.

Fucking on the toilet was a thing of the past as far as I'm concerned. I had that time.

I think it's a great proposition to pay and go to your place

.

I beckoned a passing waiter for the bill and frankly dreaded what was to come. Then the receipt came and even though I had braced myself I was still shocked. I decided not to give a kick and casually pulled out my debit card, but she beat me to it.

We are paid for

she said.

No, I pay

I protested. That was the role of the man.

No no no!

she said.

He pays for us

and she beckoned to that strange man who had been peeping at us up ahead. He jumped up and came running as fast as he could.

She pressed the receipt into his hands.

You pay and give a big tip, because Maikel and I enjoyed it immensely

. She's so harsh with him.

Are you coming, Michael?

.

I got up and followed her. She didn't give the strange fellow a second glance. What was that? Was he some sort of bodyguard or something? Before that he was a bit petty.

I wanted to ask, but was distracted by her appearance. Now that she was walking there in her high heels, butt back, that slim waist and that huge bosom forward. She had the allure of a celebrity, so why not a security guard or at least a personal assistant?

I told them that I had come to the restaurant on foot. She was of course with the car, but she liked a walk to her house. We walked for about 20 minutes, mainly because she didn't walk very fast in those heels. We kissed and kissed. I put my hand first on her side, but then shamelessly on her buttock. What a top lady! I wasn't ready for a steady relationship until this date, but I would definitely give her a chance. We had to control ourselves not to dive into an alley here and fuck uninhibited.

We made it to her house. Since I'd given her star status in my mind as I left the restaurant, I'd included a huge house, but this was definitely not that. Just a humble apartment.

She opened the door for me and went in. It was a nice and cozy apartment. I gave her a French kiss in the hall and already pressed my erection against her body. Leaning against the wall for support, we came to the last door that led us to the living room.

She fell back on the huge corner sofa and I fell on top of her. I kissed and caressed her legs, the tops of her dainty hold-ups secured with a suspender. She laughed so exciting and then I was shocked.

There in the chair was the guy from the restaurant again. He just sat there quietly watching us.

Priscilla saw my shock and became angry with the man.

Josh, lol! Look what you're doing! What are you sitting there? Get something to drink for Maikel and me!

.

Yes, mistress

he said softly and I wondered for a moment if I had heard correctly.

What do you want to drink?

he asked me almost shyly. It made me uncomfortable but said I wanted a beer. He ran to the kitchen.

He came back and I thanked him. She herself had white wine. She took it without saying anything.

Now you go stand there in the corner instead of watching like a creep in that chair, pervert that you are!

.

It's okay

I reassured them. I felt guilty that that poor servant of hers had gotten into such trouble because I was shocked. I wasn't used to such a thing. That reassurance didn't really help. The man received a hard slap from her in the face.

It's not okay at all. He must obey!

she said.

In the corner, now!

.

Yes, mistress

he said again.

As if nothing had happened, she turned back to me and started kissing me. Again we ended up on the couch, but I couldn't concentrate with that guy standing there in the corner. Couldn't she send him away?

Don't think about that guy. Just focus on her, she's pretty enough for that. I pushed up her tight dress. There were the suspenders and the beautiful black lace thong with a red bow. She turned lascivious with her round ass. I helped her out of her dress. Her super tight stomach with a piercing in her navel. Then came the black bra containing her nice big breasts that were held in check by 4 hooks on the closure on her back.

What a body. Enough to forget the viewer.

Do you like my breasts?

she asked.They are beautiful

I replied as I felt it. They felt too perfect to be real, but that wasn't a problem for me. I liked vain women who went for perfection.

A present from my husband

she said. Did I hear that right? Her husband? Was she married?

She saw my surprise.

Well dude. Husband, because calling you a man is too much honor, isn't it Joost?

.

The guy in the corner mumbled something. She stroked my chest.

Look Joost, this is a real man! A real man who can play with my tits. The tits he paid for

. She laughed exaggeratedly.

He had an old-timer that he completely refurbished himself, but he had to sell it for this

. She stroked her bosom proudly. I felt sorry for him, but I didn't dare look his way. Again I stroked her breasts. At least that distracted me from this whole thing.

She pushed me wildly on the corner sofa and wildly took off my shirt. A few buttons popped off, but I didn't care at the time. She eagerly opened my trousers and pulled out my cock. She looked at it fondly.

Oh, such a real big man cock!

she cried eagerly.

Josh come closer!

she cried with my cock in her hand.

Look! This is a real cock! A cock that you can pleasure women with

.

I was well endowed and loved to hear compliments on my penis, but this was the first time a woman had shown off my cock to her partner.

Why don't you take your pants off, Joost

she commanded, slowly jerking me off. As soon as the pants dropped, she burst out laughing again.

Not even half of this cock right here!

she yelled at him.

It was true, he had a very modest cock, but what I found most shocking was the steel cage that was around it and locked with a lock.

Was that voluntary? Was all this voluntary?

She dove on top of me while that guy knelt there beside the couch. I went with my hands on her back and I had the necessary experience, but that bra was difficult to open. Still it worked and there those 2 perfect round tits pressed against my face. I licked her nipple and penetrated her thong with my hand. She was soaking wet.

Fingering, I pushed her thong down. The hold-ups were allowed to stay on her legs. I lifted her slightly and placed her in the corner of the couch. She was lithe and spread her legs as wide as she could. Above her perfectly smooth pussy she had a perfect little dash of pubic hair. So sexy.

I kissed the insides of her legs and slowly moved towards the line. Then I started eating her out.

Oh yeah!

she moaned. I never lacked self-confidence, but when a woman started moaning like that, it gave me a boost.

Hmmmm. Oh yes, you know how to spoil a woman

she just managed to get out.

Just watch Joost how a real guy spoils a woman, maybe you can do it again

.

Compliments on my skills were good, but this was extreme. Fortunately, she was soon overcome with pleasure and could only scream and moan instead of humiliating her husband.

She came wildly flailing her legs and then her praise of me started again and a humiliating diatribe against her husband.

She grabbed my cock and guided it to her mouth. Fortunately, she left that poor bastard alone for a while. She sucked me so good. Calm and clear experience.

5 long strokes and she did amazing things with her tongue and her full lips. For a moment I was afraid that I would already squirt all over her pretty face.

She guided me to her pussy which almost sucked me in with lust. This woman could take something, so I forcefully but controlled I forced my way inside. There she started again.Oh yes, fuck me! It feels so nice! A feeling you will never be able to deliver!

she cried to her husband.

Now I looked at him. He sat there so pathetically and I could see that his modest cock was still trying to grow. It was a consolation that this apparently turned him on. Unfortunately for him, that cage prevented him from having a serious erection. It looked painful. I didn't want to look at it any longer and focused back on her large breasts that bounced up and down with each deep thrust.

I went faster and faster and her moans got louder and louder. It echoed through the apartment. Long strokes until my cock flew out of her. I wanted to stab him back, but she knew better.

Voluptuous she twisted her tight ass. This was without a doubt an invitation. Anal sex on a first date didn't happen to me very often, but I grabbed this opportunity with both hands.

Literally, because I gripped her hips tightly as my head penetrated her star. She lay slightly forward towards her kneeling husband. Their faces close together.

Oh yeah, fuck my ass nice. Only real guys are welcome there!

she yelled in her husband's face.

Joost can only dream of being allowed to take me anally

. She laughed loudly, but then was caught by my deep thrusts. Good thing, too. She moaned. Hard and close to his face. Each thrust from me ended in a scream of pleasure, her spit splashing in his face.

She was so horny with her tight ass back and her big breasts bouncing wildly under her body. My right hand remained on her hip, but dominant left hand grabbed her hair tightly for the final blow. My balls smacked loudly against her buttocks.

Ooooh yes! This is how a man should take a woman!

she just moaned. Something else came after, but I didn't understand it. I came wonderfully and filled her ass completely with my cum.

I had to lean on the backrest to keep from falling forward. Slowly my cock crawled back out of her body and I plopped on the couch. I thought she would come next to me and cuddle for afterplay. Drinking together and making out some more, but no, she turned her ass to her husband. The seed still dripped a little from her anus.

Because you've been such a loyal slave today, you can lick my ass clean

.

I had just taken a sip of my beer, but almost guffawed it out. Was he really going to do that? Yes, he really did. He even seemed grateful for his job.

The ass I had just fucked, he was now licking it. It only now dawned on me that the semen in his mouth was just my semen.

My beer tasted a little different with that thought, but I didn't mean to be squeamish.

When he was licked out, she finally came to me. We toasted and she said she definitely wanted to date me more often. I thought she was a wonderful woman, but I didn't know it yet.

It was late at night when I wanted to go home.

You still sleep, don't you?

asked Priscilla indignantly. I stuttered a bit.

Come into bed with me. This creep sleeps on the couch

.

I felt a little embarrassed to be in his place in his bed next to his wife, but her body quickly made me forget that. What an absurd day and what an absurd date.