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“What the actual fuck is that.” said Nicky looking at the picture of the man that I was supposed to go on a date with tonight. Ever since moving to New York I have been wanting it to put myself more out there considering I turned 26 what felt like a lifetime ago and wanted to get a start on a new dating life.
“Oh, shut up he’s cute! Plus, look at that watch. He could get us out of this stingy apartment.” I said while the sides of my mouth curved up. Talking to Nicky after work was what we did to de-compress. We talked about our plans with the rest of us the following day and whilst discussing everything that really meant nothing on our tiny balcony that connects to the upper apartments.
Eventually, I had to get up and go get ready for my date with Daniel. He’s just a guy I met off Tindr. Nothing serious…probably. They never were. Guys on this app are just looking for a quick fuck. I’m hoping I’ll find one guy on here that will at least wait for the fifth Goddamn date to make any sort of move.
I had three minutes before I needed to leave, Nicky was sitting at the kitchen counter, calling Sophie and Cathy. She flipped the camera around to show my outfit to them. I was wearing a red sweater dress with a fluffy brown jacket and slipping on my over worn Uggs that I have had for a year too long.
“Oof, good luck girl” I heard Cathy’s voice cut through the thick silence of the apartment. I knew my they would always support me. They practically knew me better than myself. Which is why they knew I was only going on dates to not think about my ex. Anyway, no time to think about that, I got a date to go on!
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“To sum it up, I’m starting to contemplate deleting Tinder. I went on that date last night. We went to some random sushi place in the middle of New York that was an obvious tourist trap.” My friends nodded along while we were lounging at the bar. “It was a normal first date at first, asking basic questions and getting to know about each other. After we were finished eating, we stood outside while I waited for a cab to pick me up. Then, suddenly his phone rings and he pulls it out and oh my God I’m not fucking kidding you-“ I get cut off by Nicky “Just spit it out” I let out a breathy chuckle as I say the grand reveal “The name of the person on the phone was “’Wifey<3”’ and I left him right there on the street I kid you not”
When I looked up from my beer can they were all just staring at me. I can’t read their faces, but Sophie spoke up first “Where are you finding these villains OH MY GOD.” I let out an easy laugh as I felt the alcohol starting to sink into my system. After a while of discussing the date with my friends I decided I wanted more drinks. I walked up to the counter leaning more of my weight against it than I should’ve. “Hey, just four beers please” “Okay, coming right up miss!” The bartender said with a slight chuckle.
As I looked around at my surroundings I noticed there was a guy sitting close to me. He looked about my age, maybe a few years younger. His hair kind of in his face while sipping on a whiskey sour. He looked like the type to sneak some weed into a party and then preform on his guitar. Just my type.
Feeling a tad bit overconfident I decided to walk over and introduce myself. “Hey, mmnoticed you’re sitting alone, mmname is Christine, you?” I said knowing I’m slurring my words but I’m far too drunk to notice. “Sorry not interested.” I eyed him up and down. “Huh” He looked at me and suddenly started checking his shirt and wiping his face. “What do I have something on me?” Not thinking before I speak, I somehow choke out “Just that beautiful face of yours”
For the first time he looked at me and let a soft smile spread across his features. “You really need to get laid huh?” He asked as he looked at me like an open book he already has read once before. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak after that embarrassing sentence, I can’t even call flirting. He suddenly took my hand and dragged me off to the bathroom. Thinking about it, I really did want to get laid by someone who is actually my type.
He brought me into the “No gender” type bathroom and locked the door. He suddenly shoved me hard ageist the door and put a hand on my mouth while leaning his body up against me. I can feel the heat radiating off of him by how close he is. “If you are too loud, I swear to God I will leave your desperate ass here, all needy with no relief.” He looked me straight in the eyes while saying it, sending arousal straight to my center. Again, I nodded and he slowly removed his hand form my mouth and leaned in. At first the kiss was slow, getting used to each other. Then it started to get more heated and hungrier. His tongue gliding across my bottom lip asking for permission. I open my mouth slightly and his tongue darted inside to start lapping at mine.
I can slowly start to feel his fingers at the hem of my shirt, contemplating taking it off. In the end, it seemed like he decided to snake his hand up my shirt. He started gently rubbing at the soft peaks on my chest. I whimpered into his mouth; this seemed to encourage him to grab at the now hard nipples and roll them between his pointer and middle finger. I moaned as we stopped kissing so he can peel of my shirt. It slipped over my head, and the cold air hit my chest, making everything feel more intense. He quickly brings both his hands to repeat the previous motions. When I threw my head back to let out a moan, he took the opportunity to start licking and sucking on my neck. My hand flew to my mouth to stifle my whimpers when he got to a sensitive spot. Slowly his face inches down right Infront of my nipple. He takes it into his mouth and lightly brushes his tongue over the peak. He continues to go back and forth for a while. I’m starting to get annoyed and antsy. Not wanting to wait any longer I take my hand off my mouth. “P-please...”
“Hmm? What is it sweetheart?” I feel him grin on my chest. “I need you…”
He looked up to pretend to ponder for a few seconds. What a dick.
“I need you to tell me exactly what you need.” He sighed out
“…Your fingers. Please…I need it” I asked feeling humiliated.
“It will do for now. Good girl” he purred in my ear as we started to unbutton my jeans. When my panties are revealed, he made sure to take in the sight. “So damn wet for me” I felt his lips kiss both the insides of my thighs while he spread them apart. The dim bathroom lighting and the noise outside all blending together and all my focus going onto the stranger about to eat me out.
Finally. He hooks his finger where my pussy is covered and moves it to the side. The second his tongue hits my clit I let out a moan. He alternates between lapping and sucking on my clit until he can tell I’m close. Suddenly he pulls away. I let out a whimper of distress until suddenly his tongue is back on my clit while two on his fingers enter my wet entrance and start curling up, hitting the spots I can’t normally hit myself while speeding up.
I put my left hand in his hair and my right on my mouth, so I stay quiet. I lightly tug on his hair, and he grunts against my pussy, sending vibrations that send me over the edge. “Fuck-fuck don’t stop…” Then my orgasm washes over me as I bite down on my hand to muffle the sounds. Once I rode through it, I look down to see his grabbing some toilet paper and help clean me up. “Wait- do you want me to...?” He looked confused for a moment before I can see the gears shift in his head. “Oh, no. I’m glad I could help you out though!” He grinned as he went over to wash his hands. Before I knew it, he was out the door saying some sort of sarcastic remark. I was too drunk as high off the night. I haven’t been fucked that good in a long while.
I didn’t think much when I was drunk, but I knew one thing for sure.
I need to see that man again.