Sunlight on Skin Ch. 02-03

Chapter 2: The First Date

By the time I got home it was already 4:30, the park was 15 minutes away, and I said I'd bring dessert. I had literally no time to get ready but I wasn't going anywhere without taking a shower. Of course I shaved everywhere. I already knew I was gonna be late, so I might as well be presentable. I let my hair down, used a little dry shampoo, and brushed it a bit. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself so I could do my make-up. Eye shadow, eye liner, mascara, blush, and I went with a lighter shade of lipstick than I usually go for.

I didn't have time to overthink my outfit. Light blue panties and a dark blue sundress with white flowers on it. Tiny socks. White tennis shoes. Done and done.

Now's probably a good time to mention that I have small breasts.

I never wear bras. I have slightly puffy or pointy nipples. They get pointy when I'm excited or just if I'm is cold. It has never been an issue. My nipples are dark and I know they're visible sometimes, especially in light colored clothes. I genuinely don't care. If someone calls me out on it, I try to turn it around against them and make them feel awkward, or just say something sarcastic like "yeah, it turns out women have nipples. Surprise." If a professor or boss told me to wear a bra, I said 'okie dokie' and never complied, and I've never been in trouble for it.

I've honestly rarely been jealous of girls who have big tiddies, but I have been jealous of girls who have nice perky medium sized boobs. I think I have a perfect butt, so if I had perfect boobs too, well then I'd just be too powerful! With great power comes great responsibility, and I can't handle that level of responsibility, or irresponsibility. This ass already gets me in enough trouble! It might even be the only reason he asked me out. I should have asked him.

So, by now it was 4:55 and I still hadn't left yet. I texted him "Sorry I'll be a little late. Traffic!" I was gonna be SO late. I still had to stop and get a dessert, but there was a Trader Joe's on the way to the park. I ran in and grabbed some cookies. A nice old lady let me cut her in line. "You look like you're about to go on a date, dear..." and boy was she correct.

I pulled into the parking lot at the park and texted him that I was here. He texted back a screenshot of a map with his location. I thought 'Oh great, now I had to figure out where that is.' and then I realized I could already see him. He was under a tree by the pond.

He didn't notice me walking up, but I noticed him, and he had a little friend with him. A long-haired weenie dog! I love dogs. I love cats more, but this dog was so cute!

"Hi!" I shouted when I got close enough for him to hear me. He waved. He already had a blanket laid out and a cooler bag opened. "And who is this little guy?!" I asked him.

"Oh this is Sassafras. But I just call her Sassy." he said, and Sassy's tail started wagging at the sound of her own name.

"Sassy. Oh my gosh!" I squatted down to pet her. She was thrilled. I looked up at him and he was smiling. I sat down on the blanket cross-legged, in a dress. I knew what I was doing.

We ate cheese and fruit and drank rosé. We talked about hobbies. I talked about my camera and my music. He talked about hiking, camping, fishing, and how he used to play guitar. We finished the food and he stuffed everything into his backpack. We walked Sassy around the pond, stopping to let her say hi to every other dog. I held his hand. We talked about our favorite books, and movies. He was also a huge fan of my favorite movie, Spirited Away.

I stopped and looked around and then quickly lifted my dress up past my belly button to show him the tattoo on my hip of a little soot sprite from the movie. I saw him mutter "fuck" under his breath at the sight of me just going full panties-out right in the middle of the park. I kept my dress up for a good 10 seconds before letting it fall back down and then I winked and made a kissy face. He gave a deep sigh and looked at me giving me a look that I can only describe as saying [Oh god, I'm gonna fuck you senseless.] It was such a good date.

We sat on a bench and watched the sunset. It was one of those really beautiful orange and purple sunsets. I wish I'd had my camera. I honestly started to get impatient as dusk turned to darkness. Was he gonna ask me back to his place? Should I ask him to mine? Was pulling my dress up in broad daylight not enough of a hint? What about the look he gave me?

"Do you smoke?" he asked, as I was lost in thought, taking a joint out of his shirt pocket. I had thought I smelled weed, but weed was legal here. You always smell weed everywhere.

"Of course, but I drove here." I said.

"I live a block away, let's go back to my place get stoned, build a blanket fort, and sit inside it and watch Spirited Away." he stood up from the bench.

I froze. [Fuck. He's the one.] I thought to myself. I got goosebumps. I didn't speak, I just stood up and put both my arms around his arm and leaned on him. We walked to my car. He picked little Sassy up and sat her in his lap. I drove around the block and parked on the street. We walked up to his studio apartment and kicked our shoes off.

The apartment was a little bare-bones with just a bed, a desk, a TV stand, a chair, a bookshelf, and a lamp. He fed Sassy and we went out on his balcony and smoked the joint together. We started kissing out on the balcony, like really wet making out. He was grinding his thigh against my crotch and I was pretty eagerly dry-humping him. It was absolutely delightful.

I pulled away from the kiss and grinned like an idiot. While making hard eye contact, I reached under my dress, pulled down my panties, stepped out of them, and held them in my hand for a second. I could see in his eyes that he was feeling pretty baked at this point. I was swimming in the clouds. Without breaking eye contact I balled up my panties and then I chucked those motherfuckers right off the balcony and out into the street.

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(It would be cruel to stop there and not get to the good part. I just can't...)

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Chapter 3: Being Fucked Senseless

(I advise you to take a deep breath and exhale. Read slowly and deliberately. Take your time.)

If flashing him my underwear in the park made him give me that confident [Oh sweetie, I'm gonna fuck you senseless] look, then this little stunt made him look at me powerless like [Oh my god girl, I will gladly let you ruin my entire fucking life]. We just kept our bloodshot eyes locked on each other's. I took his hand and led him back inside. He gave my ass a little spank and I wiggled it for him.

He pulled the mattress onto the floor and started moving stuff around. He pulled a bunch of bed sheets and blankets out of the closet and tied them to various things, the lamp, the chair, a doorknob, the leg of the desk. I crawled under the blanket canopy and turned on the TV, putting my favorite movie on. I wasn't just swimming in the clouds at that point. I was dancing on the surface of the moon.

He crawled into the blanket fort and laid down. I immediately took his cock out of his pants and started to give it happy, wet kisses. I licked it all over and listened to him make noises of pure ecstatic disbelief.

"Fucking hell... Oh my god." That's what he said when I took his cock into my mouth and started to suck gently on it, moving my lips over the head and then finally looking up at his eyes. His look of wide-eyed concern, made me think he was wondering if he died and this was heaven. I slurped on his cock. I sucked it like it was going to reveal the ultimate secrets of life to me.

I pulled my dress over my head and straddled over him. Even stoned out of my mind I still had enough composure to look him dead in the eye and ask "Are we good?". He nodded.

"No I mean like, this is okay? No condom? You clean? You gonna pull out or warn me? I'm serious." I fucking hoped so because I wanted it so bad.

"I swear on Sassy's life that I'm clean and I'm gonna try really hard not to cum in you." he said and I laughed. I had forgotten about Sassy. I looked behind myself and there she was, sitting in her little dog bed, giving me a look of squinty-eyed judgment.

I rubbed the tip of his cock against my opening and took a few deep breaths. His cock wasn't massive, but it definitely was on the larger side. I started to sink down on it and it was definitely a bit much. I sank myself down onto it a little fast and breathed out a deep centering breath, allowing myself to take it all in, both figuratively and literally. It felt so fucking good.

It must have felt good for him too because he put his hands on my hips and he wouldn't let me lift myself back up. I squirmed a little and put my hands on his and just rocked my hips a bit. I started grinding against him and squeezed his hands.

I pulled them off my hips and placed them on my tits. He started pinching and teasing my nipples so nicely. Not too hard but not delicately. He rolled them between his fingers and thumbs and gave them lovely little tugs. I lifted myself up and then let his cock sink back into me again, savoring it even more the second time.

I leaned forward, putting my hands on his shoulders and I started to roll my hips, lifting myself about halfway off his cock and then lowering myself a little harder each time until I was riding his cock with a good pace. We were staring into each others eyes and just fucking.

We were fucking like we both just got out of prison. I've never been so perfectly high, so perfectly horny, and so perfectly fucked all at the same time. I've had 2 out of 3 a few times... but the stars aligned that night.

He flipped us over and put his hands behind my knees, holding my legs and fucked me down into that mattress like an animal. We were moaning and grunting and making these noises that somehow conveyed this whole [you gotta be fucking kidding me, there's no way this is THIS good] feeling.

As his cock sank into my insides and I started at him just rhythmically pushing himself in and out of me, I started to tremble. I took a deep breath and held it. He completely understood the assignment I just presented him with. He kept one hand behind my knee and held my leg, but the other hand he placed right on my pubic bone, pushing me down into the bed, holding me in place so I would stop bouncing with each thrust.

His thumb vigorously danced across my slippery clit and he held me still and fucked me like a man possessed by hundreds of millions of years of mating mammal instincts driven by sexual reproduction and the entirety of evolution leading to just this fucking moment. This single act. My stoned mind contemplated the entirety of existence as my little pussy got fucked raw and I was at peace with the universe. I exhaled that breath that I had been holding for what felt like eternity.

And to say that I had an orgasm would be the stupidest, silliest understatement of all time.

I drifted outside of spacetime. I felt pleasure that asymptotically approached infinity. For a brief singular moment in that climax I feared death, because I thought my heart was going to explode. I came so hard I may have slipped into a coma for a few seconds. He fucked me through it. He didn't even slow down.

I don't know if it was 10 seconds or 10 minutes. I squealed, curled my toes, and screamed like I just matched all five lottery numbers and the PowerBall. He grinned a specific kind of cheeky grin and gave a wide-eyed little laugh and nod. It didn't seem prideful, nor like he was saying [you're welcome], it was more like [I know, this is pretty fucking insane, right?].

I started thinking of what our kids would look like and if he was about to put a boy or a girl in me. The thought of him pulling out at this point seemed like an affront to nature itself.

But truthfully, I'm glad some semblance of sanity still existed in him, because I had none left. I was just a vessel full of pleasure. I reached up and held my feet and just stared at him like [Come on, do it. Give it to me motherfucker.] but he pulled his cock out of me and shot thick, beautiful lines of cum across my stomach and chest. I sighed and probably even pouted a little bit in that moment, but even then I knew how fucking dumb I was.

One date and one stoned fuck did not warrant life-altering decisions made under the influence of my stupid hormones trying to get me pregnant. I watched him cum on me and I started to catch my breath. I whispered "Holy fuck." and he squeezed the last drops of his cum out of his cock and they dripped right into my belly button and I just watched it all pool on my stomach. I wanted to apologize to it. Like, sorry I tried my best to take it but he saved us both from a colossal dilemma.

"That was..." he started.

"That was the best fuck of my life, without contest, and it's not even remotely close." I cut him off to say.

"I thought I killed you for a second." he nodded.

"And you didn't even stop..." I giggled.

"No, I had to fuck you back to life." he said while blinking. He was starting to parachute back down to Earth and reality.

I reached down and started to play with his cum a little, drawing little circles on my skin with it.

"I need a towel or something..." I finally let my legs fall to the bed and I laid there flat.

"I know, but I can't move yet. My legs are asleep." He said while rubbing his thighs.

"I appreciate your sacrifice." I said and smiled. Well, at this point it was physically impossible for me to NOT smile.

He was smiling too. He leaned down and started to suckle on my left nipple and I let out a deep groan and said "Fuck."

He wasn't teasing it or flicking it, he was just suckling. I played with his hair. He switched nipples and I reached down, dipping all 4 fingers into the pool of his cum on my stomach, and then I took my cum-covered fingers and ran them up his stomach, smearing some of his cum on him.

I felt him laugh with my nipple still in his mouth and then he pulled away. He quickly grabbed a towel and wiped my stomach and then offered me his hand. I grabbed it and sat up.

"Shower?" He said. I nodded and he helped me up. I looked at Sassy sound asleep in her little cozy bed. I followed her doggy-dad into the bathroom and we showered, washed each other, and kissed a bit, pressing into each other.

We rinsed, toweled off and crawled, naked, into our little blanket fort full of pillows and blankets and comfortably spooned as the credits rolled. I knew my favorite movie was about two hours long. I knew that shower wasn't very long.

How long was I fucked for?

It was in that moment that I started to become aware of just how sore my pussy was and realized that I was going to pay for this tomorrow.

He spooned me.

We slept until the middle of the afternoon.