Reckless Rendezvous
Megan is not interested in sweet and romantic dates.
“What I’m trying to understand here, Megan, is why you continue to put yourself in these situations?” He sat forward, leaning his elbows on his knees. His forehead was scrunched as he fixed his gaze on her, trying to connect with this woman.
She sighed, tipping her head back on the sofa and staring up at the ceiling. At the base of her neck, right where the collar of her Joy Division t-shirt ended, he saw another bruise peeking out that he had not noticed earlier. The deep purple on her arm was rather obvious as soon as she walked in.
“Because I like it!” She finally announced, her tone frustrated. “I enjoy the sensation of being scared, of that adrenaline rush. It’s such a high to not know what’s going to happen next!”
“But there are safer ways to get the same sort of rush,” he argued, tilting his head to the side. “Roller coasters, just off the top of my head.”
“That’s different. I like roller coasters too, but they lack that human unpredictability. And they are the same every time.” She leaned forward too and met his gaze from a few feet away. “Plus, would you really compare the thrill of an orgasm to riding a rollercoaster? They’re not the same.” She smirked, making him blush.
***
Megan smiled to herself as she threw her cigarette down on the ground and stubbed it out with her foot. She wasn’t sure why exactly she just thought back to elementary school and the way they used to teach them to never meet strangers from the internet in person. She was skeptical about it even then.
She leaned against the wall of the mini-mart, stuffing her hands inside her pockets. Casting a glance in each direction she waited for the date that she had made yesterday.
A white Honda parked in the shadows on the other side of the parking lot. She had noticed that spot before because the closest streetlight to it was out and it suggested privacy. A burly man got out of the driver’s seat and looked around, spotting her there. She was quite certain this would be Jerry. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at her, no doubt waiting for her to approach. He wasn’t about to come anywhere near the mini-mart and risk getting spotted by the employee inside.
“Hi Jerry,” she greeted him with a smile as she halved the distance between them.
“Get in the car,” he replied gruffly, his expression serious.
He held the door to the back seat open for her and a thrill immediately ebbed up inside Megan. Were they going to do it here, or was he going to take her somewhere?
She only had to wonder for a moment because as soon as she was in the dingy backseat, the floor of which was littered with wrappers and empty soda bottles, Jerry lowered himself onto the seat beside her. He shut the door and opened his pants, not wasting any time. Was he worried that she’d change her mind?
“You told me you like sucking cock. I didn’t want to make you wait for it,” he announced, producing his half-hard cock.
She reached her hand out to grasp his shaft and gave Jerry a flirty smile as she began to stroke.
“You’re quite direct, aren’t you?”
“I don’t have all fucking night, slut.” He grasped the back of her neck firmly and pulled her in closer to his crotch.
The pain of grip on her neck shot right down to her pussy. She was tingling from the way he pushed her down when she tried to resist. And she felt herself growing wet when the chubby dick slapped her face and dragged across her lips.
“Open your fucking mouth!” He shouted, squeezing the back of her neck. He had no idea what that sort of brutality did for her!
Megan opened her mouth, accepting the stranger’s penis. It was musty with a tinge of sweat, the skin still a bit loose and wrinkly around its length. She circled the shaft with her tongue, offering it a bit of suction, stretching it out to erectness. The man’s hand shifted into her hair, pushing her head down onto it. It wasn’t hard to take — even as it grew stiffer, it wasn’t very long.
The arousal pulsed through her entire body, tingling between her thighs as she sucked the cock of this man she just met. Her thighs clenched tightly while moisture formed between them. Megan moaned around the cock, enjoying the hard length between her lips.
