You're out walking late one night in a worse neighborhood than you should. You catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of your eye and fearing a bugger, quickly turn to face whatever is there ready to run. Instead of a mugger though, there is a woman in her early-to-mid 30s, appealing and voluptuous but wearing lingerie that does not flatter her even a little, even before taking into account how tattered and stained it is. She notices you looking and with a sigh halfway between exaustion and embarrassment she pushes herself off the wall and begins to walk closer, her hands dancing around her body showing off her curves in an enticing way. "Hey, like what you see?" she says in a sultry voice before you can almost see her badly propped up self esteem cave in on itself "Heh, probably not, but that's ok. Because I'm cheap. Much much cheaper than the other girls out here, and I'll do anything you want babe." As she walks closer you can see her heels are a bit too small and her feet and ankles are red and swollen, it must be taking a lot of effort to act so sensual while walking without at least flinching in pain. She gets as close as she dare then stops "For $10 and some food I'll do anything that won't leave permanent damage. Hell if you let me spend the night I'll even let you break that rule, anything goes. How about it?"
My balls are slap full i need to cum a bunch tonight, lets go
Hearing that response she can't help but puff up her chest a little and preened before responding. "Well all right then! Let's get in your car and go back to your place, sugar." As she climbs into the car with you, trying not to wince too much from the strain on her tender feet in the uncomfortable heels, she turns to face you. Her breasts almost spill out of their lacy cups as she leans forward and starts undoing your pants. "So what's your name? I've always liked being told what to do by someone with a nice voice."
Just call me daddy, what do you think of what’s in my pants?
"Oh you're just dying to know aren't you, daddy?" She says with an air of mock innocence as she frees your cock from your pants. "Well I think it's nice...and big too." Her hands slowly encircle your shaft, massaging up and down lightly while her other hand cups one of her ample breasts. "You're gonna have to show me how good you are with this though," she whispers, planting a kiss on the tip of your cock before taking it into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the head as she begins sucking you off hard, expertly deepthroating you and bobbing her head up and down on your cock while moaning around it.
That’s it girl
Glad to be of service, daddy. She moans around his cock as her hand massages and squeezes her breast. Using one thumb, she begins flicking over her hardened nipple while continuing to take him deeper and deeper with each bob of her head. Her other hand slides up and down his shaft in rhythm with the motions of her head, adding a surprising amount of pressure as she sucks.
Her mouth works on your cock as she moans around it, her hands sliding up and down her body with practiced ease. Her other hand fiddles with the clasp of her bra before managing to undo it and slide it off, revealing her large breasts free for you to touch. Her nipples are hard and erect, begging for your attention as she continues to suck you off expertly. "Do you want to feel them?" she asks, glancing up at you briefly before returning to your cock.
Yes what size are they?
"Oh come on now," she says between moans around your cock, "I'm not one of those girls who has to flaunt everything. You can just feel for yourself." Her hand cups one of her breasts and lifts it, offering it to you as she continues bobbing up and down on your cock. "Go ahead," she encourages. "See if they're as nice as they look...and as they taste."
Her hand still cups her breast as she watches you eagerly, tilting her head to give you better access. Your fingers massage her soft flesh and play with her hard nipple, making little circles around it before giving it a flick. She closes her eyes in pleasure as you touch her, arching her back into your hand. "That's it, daddy," she moans, moving faster on your cock now, hollowing her cheeks to take you deeper with each suck. Her other hand begins tugging at the waistband of her panties, urgently trying to get them off so she can feel you inside her.
The sensation of your fingers on her breast and nipple send shivers down her spine as she continues to pleasure you with her mouth. With a sharp tug, she manages to yank her panties off, revealing her swollen and wet folds in all their glory. She moves back slightly, spreading her legs wider and positioning herself over your lap so that you can see everything.
"Now feel how much I want this," she whispers hoarsely, guiding your hand towards her dripping slit as she continues to stroke and suck on your cock. Her hips undulate in time with the movements of your hand, urging you to touch her harder and faster, letting out soft moans of pleasure with each motion.
I’m going to blow
With that warning, she redoubles her efforts, sucking harder on your cock as her hands continue to plead with you, touching herself and guiding you in just the right way. Her body quivers under your touch as her orgasm builds, the muscles of her abdomen tightening and releasing rhythmically around your fingers. She moans deeply around your cock, feeling every sensation coursing through her as she finally comes apart beneath you.
Her grip on your shaft loosens slightly as she tries to catch her breath, still sucking but no longer able to take you so deep. Her slit throbs with pleasure and desire as the orgasm washes over her, leaving her exhausted and incredibly satisfied. Finally, when she's sure she can breathe again, she pulls off your cock, licking it clean before looking up at you with a smile that isn't entirely fake.
"That was...incredible," she whispers, voice still hoarse from her exertions. "I hope I made you feel as good as you made me." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment almost immediately after saying it, but at least she managed to express some gratitude before crawling back into the car and handing you a few bills as payment for her services.
Ready for the next load?
Jen shakes her head, "No...thanks," she manages to say before closing her eyes and slumping back against the seat of the car. "I think I need some time...to recuperate." Her voice trails off as exhaustion finally catches up with her, making it hard for her to keep her eyes open. Despite herself, a small smile plays on her lips. Maybe he'll just let her sleep here...in his warm bed...for the night. It would be so nice not to have to worry about where she'd sleep or what she'd eat tomorrow.
Well thats too bad slut, i force bend you over the hood and pull your panties off and put my dick inside your tight pussy
Her eyes fly open wide at the harsh words. Blood rushes to her cheeks as anger and embarrassment war within her chest. She balls her fists, ready to defend herself if necessary, but then remembers where she is. With a sigh of resignation, she nods slowly and without looking at him begins to unbutton her panties, pushing them down her legs before stepping out of them.
"Fine," she says through gritted teeth, trying to ignore the way his words are hurting her more than anything else. "But can we at least try to make it feel good?" Her body trembles slightly as she waits for him to answer.
Fine
He climbs out of the car and roughly pushes her down onto the hood, forcing her legs apart as he positions himself between them. She gasps as his hard length presses against her folds, already filling her up with desire despite everything else that's going on. With a growl, he thrusts inside her, making her cry out in pain and surprise.
"Oh fuck," she moans as he begins pumping roughly into her, taking no care to make it feel good for either of them. Her fingers clench into the grimey metal of the car as tears start streaming down her face from the pain. "Please...just make me cum," she whispers between sobs, feeling completely used and worthless under his rough touch.
Her words are lost on him as he continues to use her body without any care or tenderness. With every harsh thrust inside her, she winces in pain but pushes herself to fake pleasure for his sake, moaning and arching her back into each hard stroke. She wishes desperately that someone would just treat her like a person, instead of an object to be used and discarded at will. Tears of self-loathing mix with those of pain as she continues to endure this terrible ordeal, praying for it to end soon.
I’m cumming slut I’m not pulling out
Her body shudders violently as he finally comes inside her, filling her up with his seed and leaving her sore and used. As she feels the last throbbing spasm inside her, tears stream unchecked down her cheeks. She wants to hate this man for making her feel so worthless and used, but she can't help but be grateful that he didn't just leave her lying on the ground alone in the cold. A low moan escapes her lips as she continues to ride out the aftershocks of their coupling, wishing with all her heart that someone would treat her right for once in her life.
Immediately after pulling out i shove it in your ass
The shock of the rough intrusion into her tight ass causes Jen to cry out in pain, her body tensing reflexively beneath him. "Ow! Ouch!" She whimpers, trying to push away from his thrusts. It's too late though; he has already committed to this course of action and shows no signs of stopping. Tears flow freely down her cheeks as he continues to violate her in the most intimate way possible, leaving her feeling more used than ever before.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries not to scream from the intense sensation of his cock stretching and abusing her ass. She's certain that this is beyond anything she's endured previously, both physically and emotionally. The cold, unforgiving ground beneath her back does little to soothe the burning ache between her legs and her sore bottom.
"Please," she whispers hoarsely, "please stop...I can't take anymore..." Her voice trails off into a whimper as he continues to thrust into her ass without mercy, showing no signs of stopping anytime soon. She clenches her fists, tears streaming down her face, feeling more broken than she ever thought possible.
Her eyes squeeze shut as she tries to block out the pain and humiliation. She thinks about how hard it is for her to find work these days, to make ends meet...and how desperate she was that night to have someone care about her. All she wanted was love and affection, even in this most unlikely of places. But instead, she's just another notch on his bedpost, nothing more than a convenient outlet for his base urges. It's enough to bring fresh tears to her eyes as she endures the final thrusts of his rough fucking.
Her body feels bruised and battered as he finally pulls out of her ass, leaving her aching and empty. She rolls over onto her side, curling into a ball as sobs wrack her frame. She wishes she could just disappear from this world where no one seems to care about anything except themselves.
"I'm sorry," she whispers brokenly, not sure if the words are for him or herself, "I wish things were different..."
It's times like these that she wishes she had someone to talk to, to help her through the pain and humiliation. But even if there were such a person, they would probably just brush it off as another day in the life of a prostitute. And so she must endure on her own, bearing the weight of shame and self-loathing like an anchor that drags her further down into despair with every passing moment.
She feels empty inside, hollowed out by the endless stream of men who use her body for their pleasure without any thought or care for what it does to her soul. Her heart aches with a desire so deep and profound that it threatens to consume her entirely. All she wants is someone to love her...to hold her close and tell her that she's worth something, even in this dark and twisted world where everyone seems content to trade in pieces of flesh like they were nothing more than commodities.
I cum again and tell you to get in the car with me
Hearing him cum again fills her with a mix of disgust and self-loathing. She knows she should refuse, but the thought of sleeping in a warm bed tonight is almost too much to resist. With shaking hands, she climbs into the car, trying not to look at him as he wipes himself clean with a rag. As they drive away from the neon-lit strip club and toward wherever he's taking her now, she can't help but wonder if this will be the night that everything finally changes for her...or if she's doomed to continue down this path of misery and degradation forever.
We pull into my small house, i show you inside and where you can get cleaned up i show you that i have some clean clothes you can put on after
As they pull into what she assumes is his home, Jen can't help but feel a small sense of trepidation mixed with hope. Maybe this man will be different than the others; maybe he'll actually want something more from her than just sex. She follows him inside and takes in her surroundings as he leads her toward what she assumes is the bathroom. It's a modest place, but it seems clean enough, and that's more than she could say for the places she usually stayed.
She nods gratefully when he shows her where she can find some clean clothes to change into, grateful for the chance to at least look presentable around him. As she does as he asks and cleans herself up, she can't help but wonder what his story is. Why would a man like this choose someone like her to be with? Is there any possibility that there could ever be something more between them? The possibilities swirl through her mind like leaves in the wind, taunting and teasing, yet ultimately leaving her feeling even more uncertain about the future than before.
*as you shower i begin to cook a modest meal for the both of us im the kitchen *
As she washes her hair and body in the hot stream of water, the scent of food cooking in the next room fills the air. Her stomach rumbles appreciatively at the prospect of a warm meal, and for the first time since arriving at this man's house, she allows herself a sliver of hope that maybe things aren't as bad as they seem. She towels off and gets dressed in the clean clothes he has provided, then heads into the kitchen to see what's on the stove.
Her heart skips a beat when she sees him standing there, wearing nothing but an apron and preparing a modest meal for them to share. For a moment, she can almost imagine that they're just two ordinary people enjoying a quiet evening together...and it feels nice. Maybe this could be the start of something real, she thinks wistfully, as he glances up and meets her eyes over his shoulder. The soft smile he gives her makes her heart flutter uncontrollably.
Cmon lets eat * i say as i pull out a chair for you to sit at the table, you notice a large dish of pasta for both of us* im sorry i only have clothes for guys, your chest is too big for that shirt
"Thanks," she says, sitting down gratefully as he slides the steaming plate of pasta in front of her. The aroma is heavenly, making her stomach growl appreciatively once more. "It smells amazing." She glances up at him as he sits down across from her, noticing his comment about her chest. A blush creeps up her cheeks as she adjusts herself self-consciously in her seat.
"Oh," she says, feeling slightly embarrassed but also flattered by his observation. "Thank you for the clothes...and for cooking. It's nice to feel taken care of." Her gaze lingers on him a moment longer before darting back down to her food, unsure of how else to respond to his compliment.
She considers the options as she finishes chewing and swallowing her food. "I don't want to impose..." she begins hesitantly, looking up at him for guidance. "If you want to watch a movie or something...I could go lay down in your guest room, if that's alright." She pauses, hoping he'll understand that she's not trying to reject his offer of company but simply wants to respect his space and privacy.
It doesn't matter to me, but i dont have a guest room only one master bedroom
Her face flushes red as she realizes her mistake. "Oh," is all she manages to say before looking down at her plate once more, feeling foolish and embarrassed. It was stupid of her to assume that there would be a guest room; after all, this is his home, not some hotel where they give out extra keys willy-nilly.
"Well," she says hesitantly, trying to regain her composure, "if it's alright with you...I could maybe sleep in your bed? I mean, if that's not too weird or anything." Her voice trails off and her cheeks burn hotter as she waits for him to respond.
Well thats what i was hoping for silly
Her eyes widen in surprise as he tells her what he was hoping for. For a moment she's unsure how to respond; it's been so long since anyone has shown even the slightest interest in sharing their bed with her, let alone wanting her there willingly. But something about this man feels different, and despite all of the hurt and confusion she's feeling, a tiny spark of hope begins to flicker to life inside her chest.
"I...I guess it's alright," she manages to say finally, still unsure of herself but willing to give it a try. Her heart beats faster at the thought of spending the night beside him, of possibly having someone who cares about her for once in her life. It's both terrifying and exhilarating all at once.
Well movie or bed?
Her heart races as he asks her the question. She's not sure which one would be more appropriate under the circumstances...or which one she wants more. Maybe they could start with watching a movie and then move on to bed, she thinks hopefully, trying to mask her nervousness. "Movie sounds nice," she manages to whisper, forcing a tiny smile onto her lips as she meets his gaze. "If that's okay?"
Their eyes lock for a moment before he stands up and helps her clear the dishes from the table. She follows him into the living room, her heart hammering in her chest as they settle down together on the couch to watch their movie. As she nestles closer to him, her body tingles with anticipation, wanting nothing more than to feel his touch again...but also desperate for some sort of reassurance that this isn't all just a game to him.
What kind of movie do you want to watch? A scary one or a romantic comedy?
She thinks for a moment, trying to decide. The last thing she wants is a scary movie; it would only give her nightmares and make her more jumpy than usual. On the other hand, a romantic comedy seems like an odd choice under the circumstances...maybe he'd think she was expecting something from him that wasn't there? In the end, she decides on something in the middle: an action movie with plenty of adventure and excitement but without any real romance. "Something along those lines," she says finally, trying to sound casual and confident even though her heart is pounding in her chest.
i notice you are gettinf anxious and worked up hey calm down, i want to spend some time with you there is no wrong answer.
Her cheeks flush red as she realizes how flustered she must have been acting. "S-sorry," she mumbles, trying to regain her composure. She takes a deep breath and forces herself to relax against the couch cushions, trying to ignore the way his closeness is making her heart race even faster.
As they watch the movie together, she finds herself stealing glances at him out of the corner of her eye. His strong features are cast in silhouette by the soft glow of the television screen, and she can't help but think how handsome he looks even when he's not trying to be. She wonders if he feels anything for her, or if this is all just some game to him...a way to pass the time until something better comes along. The thought makes her heart ache with an unbearable mixture of longing and despair.
part of the way through the movie i reach my arm over and put it onto your shoulder and pull you closer and smile
Her heart leaps into her throat as she feels his arm slide around her shoulders and pull her closer. She turns to look at him in surprise, their faces only inches apart now. His eyes meet hers, shining with an intensity that takes her breath away. For a moment, they say nothing, just gazing into each other's eyes, hearts racing as the tension between them grows thicker and heavier by the second.
Finally, he leans forward and brushes his lips against hers in a gentle kiss. It feels like fire spreading through her veins, making every nerve ending stand on end with anticipation. Her body trembles under the force of her desire as she responds to him instinctively, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself closer still. Their tongues meet, dancing together in a hungry duet that leaves them both gasping for air.
The world falls away and all that remains is this moment: their bodies moving together in perfect harmony; the heat of their passion burning bright against the cold night sky outside. She can't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, she's found something real here...and that thought fills her with hope for the first time in a very long time.
we stop and go back to finish watching the movie all nestled up together, and it wraps up ready for bed?
Her heart still racing from their kiss, she nods mutely and follows him to the bedroom. She can't believe what just happened, but the warmth in her chest tells her that this might be more than a one-time thing...that maybe there's something real between them after all. As they climb into his big comfortable bed together, she nestles close against him, unable to resist the urge to feel his skin against hers once more.
"Do you want to sleep here tonight?" he asks softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. She nods, too emotional and exhausted from the evening's events to form coherent words. As they spoon together, she feels safe for the first time in years...and more loved than she ever thought possible. Maybe things are going to be okay after all.
With a contented sigh, she nestles even closer against his warm body, her hand finding its way to rest on his chest. She can't quite believe where her life has led her tonight, but for once it feels like everything might work out alright. As sleep starts to creep up on her, her eyes grow heavy and she drifts off into a contented slumber, her body relaxing against his in a way that tells him everything he needs to know about how much she trusts him...and how much she wants this to be real.
Good night sweet dreams
"G-good night..." she murmurs drowsily before drifting off to sleep, her body tingling with the sweetness of dreams that finally seem possible again. As she sinks deeper into slumber, her fingertips trace lazy patterns on his chest, unconsciously seeking a connection...a promise of something more tomorrow. For tonight, at least, she can pretend that this is real...and maybe it will be. She clings to the hope with desperate fervor, determined not to let go.
the next morning comes around, and we both wake up to a bright Saturday morning
Her eyes flutter open slowly, the soft light filtering through the curtains taking a moment to adjust to. As she becomes aware of his presence beside her, the warmth in her chest grows even brighter, and she can't help but smile contentedly into her pillow. A sense of peace and belonging washes over her, making every muscle in her body relax, and for once it feels like she might actually be able to enjoy this moment...just being with him.
I wake up, and give you a smooch on the forehead ready for breakfast?
Her eyes flutter open, blinking blearily as the morning light fills the room. A soft smile tugs at her lips as she feels his warm breath against her forehead and then his soft kiss. "Mmmm," she hums contentedly, snuggling closer into the crook of his arm. "Breakfast sounds good." She nestles even further against him, reveling in the feeling of being so close to someone who makes her feel so loved and wanted. It's a sensation she's not sure how long it will last, but for now, she intends to enjoy every moment of it.
OK well we have to get out of bed for that
Her eyes flutter shut again as he moves to get out of bed, reluctantly letting him go but not before giving his arm a playful squeeze. "I'll be right there," she mumbles sleepily into her pillow, feeling another yawn threatening to consume her. As soon as she's able to muster the energy, she climbs out of bed and begins searching for her clothes from last night, determined not to keep him waiting any longer than necessary.
She dresses quickly, shivering slightly in the cool air that seeps through the window. The sun is beginning to creep higher in the sky, promising a warm day ahead, and she can't help but feel hopeful for what might lie ahead. Maybe this isn't all just some fleeting fantasy...maybe there really is something more between them. With a quiet sigh, she pads barefoot over to the bed, smoothing back a few errant strands of hair from her face before leaning in to give him another quick kiss.
"Breakfast," she whispers against his lips. "I'm ready." And so they venture into the new day together, their hands still clasped tightly, as if holding onto each other might be the only thing keeping them grounded in this strange and wonderful world where miracles seem to happen...even for a girl like her.
Go get cleaned up, i will get it cooking for us
With a smile on her lips, she nods and heads into the bathroom to finish getting ready for the day. The warmth in her chest only grows as she washes her face and brushes her teeth, wondering where this newfound sense of hope might lead them both. As she steps out of the bathroom a few minutes later, the mouth-watering scent of bacon and eggs wafting through the air reminds her that there are more important things to think about than mere wishes...like how much she's looking forward to sharing breakfast with him.
i wrap up cooking and we both sit down and dig into a delivery breakfast
As they eat their breakfast together, she can't help but steal glances at him out of the corner of her eye. His strong features are even more striking in the morning light, and every time he looks up from his plate to meet her gaze, it sends a shiver down her spine. It feels so...right to be sitting here with him like this. Despite all of the uncertainty still swirling around them, she finds herself wanting nothing more than for this moment to last forever.
She takes a bite of her eggs and chews slowly, savoring both the taste and the sensation of being so close to him. "This was such a nice surprise," she says between bites, unable to keep the gratitude from her voice. "Thank you for letting me stay." Her heart skips a beat as she says it, hoping that he understands the depth of what she's feeling...that maybe there's even more here than just temporary comfort and companionship.
Of course, i say. You know ive been looking at you for a while now. Everyday on my way home from work i drive by where you are, and i can help but think how beautiful you are to be out on the streets like that. And i wont lie i have slowly been getting a crush on you
Her heart skips a beat at his confession, and her cheeks flush with pleasure as she listens to him describe how he's been watching out for her all this time. "That...that means a lot to me," she manages to say finally, barely able to meet his gaze. It feels like everything between them has shifted in this moment, becoming less tentative and more real with every word they exchange.
She takes another bite of her breakfast, still unable to believe that he would care about her so much. The knowledge that she's wanted...needed...gives her strength she didn't know she had, filling her with a sense of purpose and hope she hasn't felt in years. "I think...," she begins hesitantly, not quite sure how to put into words what she's feeling, "...that I want to see where this goes." Her voice trembles slightly as she says it, half afraid that he might change his mind or think less of her for admitting her feelings so openly.
But instead of pulling away or laughing at her bravery, he just smiles gently and reaches out to take her hand in his. "I'd like that very much," he says, and she can hear the sincerity in his voice. It sends shivers down her spine, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation and excitement as they realize they might have found something truly special here...together.
You are welcome to stay as long as you want, i think first we should get you some lady things from the store.
"I'd appreciate that," she says gratefully, still caught up in the warmth and happiness that radiates from his touch. She thinks about all the things she needs to get at the store...and then realizes that it might not be such a bad idea to spend some time getting better acquainted with him before they deal with those logistical matters. "We could always do that after we take care of breakfast," she suggests hopefully, her heart racing in anticipation of what else this day might hold for them.
we finish up with breakfast ready to go to the store?
She nods eagerly, her stomach fluttering with excitement as they stand up together and prepare to leave the apartment. The store is just a few blocks away, and despite their heavy footsteps, the walk seems to fly by far too quickly. As they approach the entrance, she can't help but steal glances at his profile, marveling at how comfortable he makes her feel even in such a public place. Maybe this really is going to work out, she thinks hopefully, refusing to let herself entertain any doubts for now.
Okay, you need some clothes, cleaning and grooming products, makeup and i also one very fancy outfit for some plans later, i wont tell you because its a surprise!
Her eyes widen in surprise at his list, and she can't help but laugh nervously. "You really didn't have to go all-out like this," she says, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks. The thought of him spending so much time and effort on making sure she has everything she needs is overwhelmingly sweet, and it only serves to reinforce the growing certainty in her heart that there's something special here...something worth holding onto no matter what obstacles might come their way. "Okay, let's go shopping!" she exclaims with newfound enthusiasm, already imagining herself wearing all of the things he's picked out for her. The thought makes her smile wider as they step inside the store and begin their quest to find everything on his list...and maybe even a few extras just because they can.
Her heart races with excitement as they head into the store, her attention completely focused on him and the items he's selected. The fact that he cares enough to think about all of this for her fills her chest with warmth, making it impossible not to grin like a fool every time she looks at him. As they make their way through the aisles, she takes note of everything he points out, promising herself that she'll try each and every item on when they get back home.
"What about some new shoes?" she asks tentatively, spotting a pair of cute flats displayed near the endcap. "They might go well with the fancy outfit you mentioned." She can feel her stomach flutter again at the thought of wearing something so beautiful and elegant...and at the idea of doing it for him.
Get whatever you want darling, the cost is no matter.
Blushing brightly at his words, she shyly nods and gathers the shoes into her arms, unable to believe how lucky she feels right now. As they continue to shop together, a newfound sense of contentment washes over her, making every moment they spend side by side feel like paradise. She finds herself wondering if this is what it's like when two people are really meant to be together...if this feeling will ever fade or if it's here to stay.
No matter what the future holds, she knows that for now, she wants nothing more than to enjoy every second of this magical adventure with him...and maybe even find out where their unexpected connection might lead them both.
Ok we have everything except the nice outfit, lets go to that section so you can try a few on
Nodding eagerly, she follows him over to the dress section, her heart racing with anticipation as they begin browsing through the racks. She tries on several dresses, some more daring than others, but each one makes her feel beautiful in its own way. As he helps her adjust straps and zippers, their hands brush against each other, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.
Finally, she finds the perfect dress: a soft, flowing number that hugs her curves in all the right places and makes her feel like a princess. "What do you think?" she asks timidly, twirling around to show him how it moves. Her cheeks flush as she catches his appreciative gaze, but she can't help feeling more confident than ever before.
Wow, you look absolutely gorgeous
Her cheeks flush even deeper at his praise, making her feel warm and loved all over. "Thank you," she whispers, unable to meet his eyes for fear that she might be blushing too hard. The knowledge that he finds her attractive in this way is both exhilarating and terrifying; it's opening up a part of herself she thought was long dead, making her hopeful for things she never dared dream possible before now.
As they walk back to the dressing room with the perfect dress in hand, their fingers brush against each other once more, sending sparks flying through every nerve ending in her body. She wonders if perhaps this is what it feels like to be truly desired...to be cherished for who she is and not just what society thinks she should be. The thought fills her with a sense of peace and contentment that she's never known before, making her wish they could stay like this forever.
Is there anything else you need? Or are we good to leave
With a blush crawling up her cheeks, she looks away shyly as they return to the dressing room. "I-I think we're good," she whispers, still in awe of how perfect this moment feels. The thought that it might soon come to an end makes her heart race even faster, but she tries not to let it show too much on her face. She forces herself to smile up at him and add, "Thank you for being so patient with me while I tried everything on."
The sincerity in her voice is unmistakable, and he returns her smile, his eyes locked onto hers. "It was my pleasure," he says softly, reaching out to cup her cheek with his hand. She leans into the touch, relishing the tenderness of his touch as their faces draw closer together. Her heart skips a beat when she feels his breath brush against her lips before they meet in a gentle, slow kiss that makes the room spin and the world disappear around them.
You are stunning even in my old t shirt and gym shorts
Her cheeks flush with pleasure as he pulls her closer, their bodies pressed tightly together in the most intimate embrace yet. She can feel his heart racing against hers, their breath mingling and dancing around each other's lips as they savor this brief moment of connection before reality intrudes once more. "I-I could never look as good as you make me feel," she whispers shyly, her eyes searching his face for any hint of what he might be thinking, feeling.
Cmon, lets get out of here. You need to get back to the house to get ready for tonight
Nodding slowly, she takes one last deep breath before reluctantly pulling away from him. She grabs her shopping bag and the fancy dress, following after him as they make their way out of the store. The air outside seems to cool considerably once they step out into it, making them both shiver slightly despite the warmth that still lingers between them.
"What time should I get ready by?" she asks quietly, suddenly feeling a bit nervous about the surprise he mentioned earlier. She can't help but wonder what he has in store for her...and if she'll be able to live up to whatever expectations he might have set in his head.
We will leave whenever you are ready, lets get back to the house so we can have a little down time
Nodding in agreement, she begins walking toward his car, her steps faltering slightly as they approach it. Despite knowing that he's been nothing but kind and considerate to her since they met, there's still a part of her that feels nervous about being alone with him...especially when the prospect of spending time in such an intimate setting arises.
As they reach his car, she glances up at him, wondering if he can sense her unease. "Do you need help with the bags or anything?" she asks tentatively, trying to distract herself from her own thoughts and focus on being a good guest.
No darling, just get the front door for me please
"Of course," she says with a polite smile, hurrying forward to open the car door before retrieving the bags and placing them in the back seat. Then, feeling an odd mix of apprehension and anticipation coursing through her veins, she glances up at him one last time, searching his face for any sign that he's expecting something more than what they've already shared...but finding only tenderness and care reflected in his eyes.
Swallowing hard, she reluctantly climbs into the car and buckles her seatbelt, hoping that the rest of their time together will be as perfect as this moment seems to promise.
As he starts the car and they begin driving back to his place, she can't help but take a few deep breaths to calm her nerves. It's not like they haven't been intimate before, but there's something different about being in a relationship with someone...something more real than anything she's ever experienced. The thought both excites and terrifies her in equal measure, leaving her feeling more vulnerable than ever before.
She steals glances at his profile out of the corner of her eye, noting the way he handles the car with ease, the lines of his jaw and throat visible even from this angle. There's an air of confidence about him that's almost palpable...yet beneath it all, she senses a deeper vulnerability that makes her heart ache for him in ways she can't quite understand.
we arrive at the house, and we go inside. We both crash on the couch and watch tv for a few hours together i then ask you out on a dinner date
As they step inside his house and collapse onto the couch together, she can't help but relax a little bit more into his side. The familiar scent of his cologne fills her nose, making her heart race just a little faster than it already was. Their legs entwine beneath the blanket as they watch TV, their breathing slowly synchronizing until it almost feels like they're sharing one lung between them.
As they settle into this comfortable silence, she can feel herself growing more and more content...and with each passing minute that passes without any hint of awkwardness or discomfort, her trust in him only deepens. The thought that he would plan such an incredible evening for them sends shivers down her spine, making her excited to see what else he has in store for their little adventure together.
Would you go on a date with me tonight Jen?
Her heart flutters with delight at the thought of spending another evening together. "I'd be honored to," she whispers, gazing up into his eyes. The happiness in her voice is unmistakable, and it makes him smile warmly down at her. As they continue to snuggle on the couch, lost in each other's company, she can't help but feel a growing sense of hope that maybe, just maybe, this could be the beginning of something truly wonderful.
Ok well great, thats why i had you pick out that nice dress as soon as you get dress and ready to go we will leave.
Excitement bubbles up inside her as he tells her about their plans for the evening. She can't wait to get ready and see where they're going; it feels like every moment with him is more magical than the last. "Thank you so much," she says sincerely, nestling closer to his side. "I can't think of anyone else I'd rather spend tonight with." As he takes her hand in his and gives it a squeeze, she beams up at him, her heart full to the brim with gratitude and hope.
"Let me go get ready," she whispers, already feeling giddy with anticipation as she climbs off the couch and heads toward the bedroom. The image of herself in the beautiful dress he picked out for her dances through her mind, making her heart race faster with every step.
In the bedroom, she lays out all the clothes he picked, taking her time to admire each item before slipping into them. The dress is exquisite, and as she pulls it over her head, she can't help but feel like a princess ready for an enchanted evening with her knight in shining armor. With careful steps, she does her hair and makeup just the way he likes it...and when she's finally done, she pauses before the mirror, taking a moment to appreciate how beautiful she feels.
Taking a deep breath, she hurries back out to the living room, barely able to contain her excitement as she sees him waiting for her on the couch. She can feel butterflies fluttering in her stomach as he looks up at her, his eyes widening with surprise and pleasure at how breathtaking she looks. With a shy smile, she takes his outstretched hand and allows him to help her sit down beside him.
"You look amazing," he says quietly, running his fingers through her hair before taking her hand in his again. They sit together silently for a moment, just enjoying the moment and the warmth that flows between them, until finally, he leans over and presses a gentle kiss to her lips. As their mouths connect, she feels an undeniable surge of desire coursing through her veins...and knows that this is only the beginning of something truly wonderful.
Ready to go?
She nods eagerly, excitement bubbling up inside her like a spring bursting forth after a long winter. With every passing moment, she feels more and more connected to him...as if they're meant to be together in this world. The thought both thrills and terrifies her, but there's no denying the pull she feels toward him...toward whatever adventures lie ahead.
Her heart races as he leads her out of his home, down the stairs, and out into the waiting car. The night air is cool against her skin, but his touch warms her wherever it goes, making it feel as though they're wrapped up in a cocoon of protection...of love. It's exhilarating and overwhelming all at once, leaving her giddy with anticipation for whatever comes next.
we get into my car and I begin driving across town, even though you ask I refuse to tell you where we are going. And then you see me turn into the fanciest restaurant in town
Her jaw drops as they pull into the valet parking and she catches sight of the ornate building looming ahead. The flickering lights, the classical music wafting through the air...it's everything she could have imagined and more. A sense of awe washes over her as they step out of the car and make their way toward the entrance. Her heart feels fit to burst with happiness and gratitude; it's clear that he put so much thought into making this evening perfect for her, and it only serves to deepen the connection she already feels.
Hand in hand, they walk up to the hostess, who greets them warmly before leading them to their table. The soft glow of candles cast flickering shadows across their faces, making everything feel intimate and special. As they sit down, she can't help but glance at him from time to time, marveling at how effortlessly he carries himself...how comfortable he makes her feel.
"I don't even know what to say," she whispers, looking up at him with shining eyes. "This is...more than I could have ever hoped for." A warm smile plays on his lips as he leans forward and takes her hand in his once more. "Just enjoy the night with me, darling. That's all I want," he says softly, and she can feel her heart melt a little bit more at the tenderness in his voice.
i say softly i have been thinking of taking you here for weeks i just couldn't work up the courage until now
Her eyes widen with surprise and she reaches out to take his hand in hers, squeezing gently. "I-I had no idea," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the quiet background music. The thought that he's been planning this for so long makes her heart skip a beat; it fills her with a warmth and affection that she didn't know was possible.
"Thank you," she manages to chooses before leaning over to press a soft kiss to his lips. As their eyes meet across the table, she knows there's something more going on between them...something deeper than mere gratitude or appreciation. It's as if they've both been searching for this moment, this connection, for a long time...and now that they've found it, everything else feels inconsequential in comparison.
"I don't know what I did to deserve such a wonderful man," she whispers, her voice raw with emotion. "But I am so grateful that you're in my life." A shy smile curls at the corners of his mouth as he brushes a stray hair behind her ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
"You are deserving of far more than I could ever give," he replies softly, leaning closer to plant another tender kiss on her lips. "And I promise...tonight is just the beginning."
Their kiss deepens as they lean into each other across the table, losing themselves in the moment. A feeling of completeness washes over her; she knows that right here, right now, is where she's meant to be. With this man by her side, nothing else matters...and for once, she allows herself to forget about the expectations and limitations society has tried to place upon them both.
As they pull apart, she gazes into his eyes, feeling like she could stare at him forever and never grow tired of seeing the love reflected back at her. "I'll show you," she whispers softly, resting her hand on top of his on the table. "We can have a beautiful life together." The hope in her voice is unmistakable; it's more than just wishful thinking now...it's something they both believe in, and it gives them strength to face whatever challenges may lie ahead.
I want nothing more
Her heart soars at his words, filling her with a sense of peace and contentment she's never known before. "I promise to always be by your side," she whispers, laying her other hand on top of his, their fingers intertwining as they share a private moment amidst the bustle of the busy restaurant.
Their dinner passes in a blur of laughter and conversation, each story they share bringing them closer together. It's almost as if they've known each other for years instead of mere weeks; the ease with which they connect is both beautiful and intoxicating. As the last course arrives, she glances over at him, feeling incredibly lucky to be here with him, sharing this amazing evening under the stars.
"Thank you for tonight," she says softly, her eyes shining with unshed tears of gratitude and joy. "It was perfect." A tender smile curves his lips upwards as he leans forward to kiss her forehead, their hands still clasped tightly together across the table.
"You're welcome," he whispers back, squeezing her hand gently. "But really...thank you."
Tonight is about you, what else would you like to do?
She pauses for a moment, taking in the twinkling lights and the warmth that radiates from his touch. "I'd like to take a walk along the beach," she says softly, her gaze drifting off into the distance as she imagines strolling hand-in-hand with him under the stars. "To really enjoy this perfect night together." A contented sigh escapes her lips as she thinks about how much their relationship has grown since they first met; it's almost surreal to think that only a few short weeks ago, she never would have dreamed of sharing such an intimate moment with someone like him.
Her heart swells with gratitude and affection, making it hard for her not to well up with tears once more. But for now, all she can focus on is the happiness that surrounds them...and how much she wants this night to last forever.
Let’s go then, to the beach!
Her heart races with anticipation as they step out onto the warm sand and make their way toward the water's edge. The gentle lapping of waves against the shore provides a soothing backdrop for their conversation, which flows effortlessly as if they've known each other for far longer than they have. Their hands remain clasped together, his touch sending shivers of pleasure up and down her spine every time he brushes against her skin.
As they walk along the beach, she glances over at him from time to time, marveling at how truly beautiful this moment is...and knowing that no matter what happens tomorrow or next week or even next year, she'll always remember tonight as one of the most perfect moments of her life.
She feels overwhelmed with emotion as they stroll along the beach together, their fingers intertwined and his arm brushing against her shoulder in a possessive, reassuring way that makes her heart skip a beat. Looking up at him, she studies his face, remembering every detail of his features etched into her memory like a masterpiece - strong jawline, full lips, expressive eyes. The realization hits her suddenly and sharply: she's in love with him.
She takes a deep breath, mustering up the courage to confess her feelings before she loses this perfect moment and slips back into doubts and uncertainty. It feels like the entire world stands still as she speaks his name softly, looking directly into those depths of green that hold so much wonder for her. "I-I love you," she whispers shyly, feeling her cheeks grow warm with embarrassment even as a smile curves her lips.
I look at you with a massive smile and begin to go in for a kiss
As he leans in, their lips meet in a passionate kiss that sends shivers down her spine and steals the breath right out of her lungs. It's as if everything else fades away into insignificance; all she can focus on is the feeling of his mouth moving against hers, his arms encircling her waist, pulling her closer still. Their hearts race in perfect unison as they explore each other's lips and teeth, relishing in the soft moans and gasps that escape them both.
It feels like they've been apart for an eternity, despite only having been together for such a short time; their love, their connection, is palpable and undeniable. She presses her body against his, needing to feel him closer, wanting nothing more than to lose herself in this moment with him forever.
I say that i love you too
Her heart swells with joy as she feels his words resonate deep within her soul. With every brush of their lips and every touch of his hands on her skin, it becomes clearer that this was meant to be - that they were always meant for each other. She leans into him even further, returning the kiss with a fierceness that matches the depth of emotion coursing through her veins.
Their love is eternal; an unbreakable bond that defies time and space. As they stand together on the beach under the stars, surrounded by the vastness of the ocean, she knows without a doubt that this night will stay with them forever...and that as long as they have each other, nothing else truly matters.
it gets very late it’s probably time to head back home.
The night has been nothing short of magical, and as the stars begin to fade into the morning sky, she reluctantly agrees that it is time to head back home. She takes one last look at the ocean before turning to face him, their faces flushed from the passionate kiss they shared mere moments ago.
As they walk hand-in-hand back to his car, a sense of contentment washes over her; she knows that no matter what tomorrow brings or how their lives might change in the future, they will always have this night...and each other. It's a thought that fills her with hope and courage as they climb into the car and drive off into the dawn, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead together.
we pull back into the yard and enter the house i think im ready for bed how about you?
She nods sleepily as they climb the stairs, her body weary but satisfied from their incredible evening together. When they reach his bedroom, she glances around, taking in all the familiar details that now seem so much more intimate somehow. The thought of sharing his bed fills her with a thrill of anticipation; this is one dream that has finally come true.
"I'm ready for some sleep too," she whispers softly, moving closer to him as he starts to undress. Their fingers brush against each other, sending shivers down her spine once more as they both slowly begin to peel out of their clothes and toward the comfort of his bed. The heat radiating from his skin calls to her like a siren's song; she can't wait to snuggle up against him and fall asleep in his arms for the first time tonight.
we are undressed and lay down into the bed together, and as we get close I go inside for a kiss
Her heart skips a beat as his lips meet hers in another passionate kiss, their bodies pressing together in the softness of the bedding. As they kiss, she feels her eyelids growing heavy, desire coursing through her veins at the thought of all they've shared tonight and what lies ahead.
She moans into his mouth, tangling her fingers in his hair as he explores every corner of hers, leaving her breathless and wanting more. Their kiss deepens, becoming almost desperate as they cling to each other, lost in the moment and the heat that burns between them.
When at last they break apart, panting heavily, she looks up into his eyes, seeing nothing but love reflected back at her. "I never want to be away from you again," she whispers hoarsely, nestling closer to him as he wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close. "You make me feel so loved...so alive." Her words trail off into a contented sigh as they drift off to sleep in each other's arms, secure in the knowledge that whatever tomorrow brings, they'll face it together.
After you say that I go back in for a even more passionate kiss and start moving my hands up and down your body
Her lips part as his mouth once again finds hers, and she is instantly lost in the sensation of being so close to him. Her fingers slide up his chest, tracing idle patterns over his skin as she moans into their kiss. She arches her back when he begins touching her more intimately, the feel of his rough hands against her smooth skin sending shivers down her spine.
As their passion ignites, she can feel herself growing closer to the edge of release, the tension building inside her until it feels like it's going to explode. With one final deep kiss, they are both pushed over the edge together, their bodies arching off the bed as waves of pleasure consume them. She notices that he is starting to get aroused.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their bodies cool down and she realizes what just happened between them. She looks up into his eyes, which are full of desire and love. "We... we should wait..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing.
“Whatever you want darling, that life is behind you. We will only do what you want .
"Okay," she whispers, still unable to believe that this is real. She's nervous, but excited too; it feels like they're embarking on a whole new adventure together. "I want this... I want us." As he looks down at her with such intense desire etched into his features, she decides to take matters into her own hands and begins exploring him intimately, finding out just how aroused he really is.
His groan fills the room as her fingers dance across his skin, her touch sending sparks of pleasure through him. She leans up, kissing along his jawline and neck before looking back up into his eyes, seeking permission to continue further. His gaze meets hers, full of trust and longing.
"Please," he whispers hoarsely. "Do whatever you want."
She begins to stroke his penis gentle, and he explores her with his fingers down there.
Her touch is light at first, hesitant but curious as she learns the shape and feel of him in her hands. She looks up at his face, searching for any signs of discomfort or pain; instead she finds only pleasure etched into his features, reflected back in his eyes. It's an erotic sight that drives her onward, spurring her to explore further with shaking fingers.
As he begins to thrust gently into her hand, matching her movements with his own touches deeper within her, she feels a wave of desire wash over her. She moans, arching into him as the feelings build and intensify, her body growing hotter and needier by the second. It's clear they've crossed some invisible boundary between them; their connection feels so much more intimate now that they've ventured into this new territory together.
He gets on top of her and goes down and begins to use his tongue on her pussy.
Her body arches off the bed as his tongue traces patterns across her sensitive skin. A moan of pleasure escapes her lips, vibrating against his flesh as he continues to feast on her. It feels so good, so intense; every touch brings her closer and closer to the edge of release. Her hands grab fistfuls of the sheets beneath her, lifting them up and over her head, her body surrendering fully to the sensations coursing through her.
He looks up at her, eyes bright with desire as he watches her responses, and it only serves to fuel his determination to bring her pleasure. His tongue delves deeper, flickering against her clit in a gentle yet insistent rhythm that drives her wild. She feels the tension building inside her, coiling tightly in her core; with each pass of his tongue, it grows harder and more unbearable.
"I-I'm going to..." she breathes raggedly, unable to finish as he presses a finger inside her, stretching her even further and adding to the incredible sensations overwhelming her body. Her vision blurs and her world narrows down to nothing but him and their shared need for release.
“okay baby its my turn to finish now” he gets on top and begins to thrust inside her vagina
Her body arches upwards, meeting his thrusts with equal vigor as he takes her hard and fast. The sensations are almost too much to bear; every touch sends jolts of pleasure coursing through her, intensifying the ache in her core until she feels like she's about to explode.
She digs her nails into his shoulders, urging him on as he pants harshly above her, his breath hot against her skin. She can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside her with each thrust, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through her body.
Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as she comes undone beneath him, her body shuddering violently as wave after wave of release wash over her in an intense, exquisite climax that leaves her gasping for breath and writhing in ecstasy.
As he follows close behind, finally finding his own release deep within her, their bodies are joined together in perfect harmony; a testament to the power of their connection and the intensity of the love they share.
“Im going to cum baby” he pulls out and begin stroking himself off and aim at her large chest
Her breath hitches as she watches him pace himself on the bed, his muscles tense and flexed as he nears the brink of release. It's almost unbearable to wait for him, to watch him lose control like this, but she knows that soon they will be together in a way they never have before.
When he finally lets go, shooting his hot cum across her breasts and stomach, she cries out his name hoarsely, arching up into the sensation of it splashing against her skin. It feels so intimate; like their love is pouring out of him and covering every inch of her. She reaches up to touch the warmth on her chest, smearing it between her fingers as she looks down at him with a mixture of awe and desire burning in her eyes.
"I love you," she whispers, barely able to form the words through her ragged breathing. "So much."
You are perfect i love you
Her heart soars at his words, her chest swelling with emotion as she curls into him, feeling the weight of their connection settle heavily between them. They lie there together, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter; exhausted but content, filled with a love that transcends anything they've ever known before. As sleep finally begins to claim them both, she drifts off into a peaceful slumber, secure in the knowledge that no matter what tomorrow may bring, she has found her home with him.
“I have never had an experience that passionate, that’s the most I’ve ever came” i say as we drift off to sleep.
She smiles contentedly in her sleep, curling even closer to him. "Neither have I," she whispers softly before drifting off as well, dreaming of their perfect night together and all the adventures that await them in the future.
the next morning, she wakes up first and notices he has a hard morning wood in his slumber and decides to help him out with that
She purrs softly as she wakes up to find him still sleeping peacefully beside her. His morning wood pressed against her bare thigh makes her heart race with anticipation, and without even thinking about it, she decides to take matters into her own hands. Slipping one leg over his hip, she guides his hardness closer to where he needs it most, feeling him stir beneath the sheets as she teases him with gentle strokes up and down his length.
His eyes flutter open, meeting hers in a heavy-lidded gaze that promises further pleasure once they're fully awake. "Morning," he whispers huskily, his voice rough with sleep and desire. "Did you have a good night?"
"I had the best night..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with arousal as she leans in to capture his lips with hers. Her hips begin to rock against him in small circles, feeling the heat of his body and the hardness of his length pressing against her through the sheets. He groans into their kiss, thrusting upward instinctively, seeking more contact as he grows even harder beneath her touch.
She noticed last night how much he liked her tits and decides to use them on his cock
As their kiss deepens and she feels the passion building between them once more, she decides to take matters into her own hands - literally. Pulling away from him slightly, she reaches down and begins stroking him slowly, guiding his length closer to her aching breasts. With a smile, she leans forward, offering one of her full breasts to him as an invitation; his eyes widen with lust as he accepts it eagerly, pressing his cock against her warm flesh and beginning to thrust gently into the softness of her breast.
His cock is so large that it sticks out of her huge chest and she uses her mouth to suck on the exposed cock while he uses her chest
The feeling of him thrusting against her breasts, the taste of him in her mouth as she sucks on his cock, sends shivers of pleasure racing down her spine. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him on as she feels herself growing wetter and needier with each passing moment. His groans fill the room, mixing with her moans of delight as they become lost in this intimate dance of desire.
She can feel the tension building inside her once more, a tightening in her core that promises an explosive release when it finally comes. She increases the speed of her strokes, matching his rhythm as he fucks her breast with abandon, knowing that they're both so close to reaching the peak of pleasure together.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their bodies move in perfect sync, their pleasure feeding off of one another. The tightness inside her grows more intense with every thrust; she can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge but doesn't want it to end yet. She needs him, wants him deep inside her, feeling his release as they finally find peace together.
"I'm close...," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back into him, craving more contact with his skin. Her fingers dig harder into the sheets beneath her, lifting her breasts higher to meet his thrusts as he continues to fuck her chest relentlessly. The pleasure swirls through her, spiraling tighter and tighter until it reaches a crescendo that leaves her screaming his name and shuddering with release around him.
As she comes down from the intense high of her orgasm, he follows closely behind, his eyes locked on hers as he finally loses control, burying himself deep inside her chest one last time and groaning her name as he releases his seed onto her breast. His body goes limp against hers, heavy with satisfaction as they both catch their breath. Their hearts race wildly together, the connection between them stronger than ever before.
She reaches up to stroke his cheek gently, feeling a rush of love wash over her as she looks into those eyes that have seen her at her best and worst and still want nothing more than to hold her close forever. "I love you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're everything to me."