Biker Dude II

My stomach is doing back flips this morning. I can’t tell if it is from the incredible date I had last night or food poisoning. We met at this amazing Tapas restaurant. The food was out of this world. I had never been there before but recommended it as a halfway point between us. We met online of course and as you well know that’s not anything new for Kitty. He was waiting for me at the bar and kissed me on the lips as we introduced ourselves. I loved that. I could feel the chemistry immediately and that broke the ice enough so the rest of the meal flowed nicely with few if any awkward moments.

We shared our food and held hands here and there throughout the meal and although it was so nice I was anxious for it to be over so that we could get to the good stuff. I recommended taking a walk along the streets of the very quaint town we were in. The main part was very small so we sat on a park bench and talked and kissed then talked and kissed. We seem to fit into each other perfectly and my entire body tingled. I haven’t felt this way in a very long time.

We discussed the distance between us and how we would manage that. “What would we do? Get a room?” He asked. I looked at him and smiled nodding just a bit. Then he smiled too.

It was chilly for May so we walked back to my car. We got into the front seat and immediately began to kiss again. His hands began to roam touching me in all the right places at all the right times.

“You’re a good kisser,” he said

“So are you,” I answered breathlessly “you are good with your hands,” I added. We both smiled. He’s a mechanic and so he truly is good with his hands. We began to kiss again as he said “are you good with YOUR hands?”

 I smiled into our kiss and said “I think so.”

“Are you good with your mouth?” He asked

“I AM good with my mouth,” I said with more confidence as the kissing became more intense. “What do you like?” I asked him.

“I like going down. I like eating pussy and I like getting oral. Do you like giving oral?”I smiled as we were still kissing throughout this entire conversation. His words along with his roaming hands were making me lose control. We continued talking and kissing as he tried harder and harder to take off my clothes.

“Stop,” I said. “You’re making me crazy.”

“Let’s crawl in the back,” he said.

“I’m not going to fuck you in the back of my van,” I said more seriously. Then at the same time we both said “Tonight” and smiled.

We agreed that we didn’t want our first time to be in a car. I want it to be special this time. This may be something real. This may be the relationship I have been wanting for years now. I want everything to be perfect…at least for the first time.

“Let me have a little taste,” he said as he kissed me and ran his fingers inside of my pussy. He licked his finger then put it into my mouth. The flavor was familiar to me.

“Do you have any wild fetishes I should know about?” I asked hoping that the one thing he said was not that he wanted me to wear a strap on.

“Would you think it was crazy if I said I wanted to stick my tongue in your ass?” A part of me tensed just a little bit as this was something that AG had always wanted to do.

“That would be okay,” I answered hesitantly.

“How about something else? Can I stick my cock in your ass?” I smiled again as we were still kissing relieved that I had done this before.

“If you are very very careful,” I whispered remembering the attempt at anal between AG and myself.

“I will be very very careful,” he whispered back smiling as he said it.

We chatted and kissed some more. “I’ll bet you have a little bit of a wild side to you,” he said with hope in his eyes.

I smiled my devilish smile and assured him he would not be disappointed.

And so begins my relationship with the man I will now refer to as Biker Dude II. Kitty is a happy happy Kitty.