The Blind Date
Copyright© 2018 by Peeobsession
Chapter 21
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 21 - A Depressed hard working young man who just broke up with the love of his life is being set up by friends on a Blind Date. Things seem to be boring at first, loss of words insecurity and memories of is old high school love still lingering on but then the restaurant waitress decides to help fate a bit and things develop rapidly. Love develops, romance and lots of 'wet' moments. Discovering international foods, culture and sex.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Group Sex Orgy Swinging Interracial Oriental Female Indian Female Cream Pie Exhibitionism Food Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports Nudism
We must have slept like a log, we woke up around 10 am. We sure had a long night because we must have hit the sack around 10.30 or 11 pm or so, not sure. But I felt refreshed and happy when I opened my eyes I was not in my own bed but with Debra, in a bright painted bedroom, sun shining through the window, poking us in the eye. I had a piss hardon, but wasn’t going to use it. I was just getting up quietly to go to the bathroom when Debra also stretching her arms and opening her eyes. I looked her over, what a beautiful body; she sure does take care of herself. Lovely tits, not to big not to small and not too skinny not too fat but full and a tight skin. She must have been working out I thought. I was tinkling away at the toilet while she started talking to me.
“Morning darling, had a good sleep, I sure did, had a wet dream ha ha. You don’t have to hurry, it’s only about 10. We have plenty of time for breakfast; the others will arrive sometime after 12.”
I went to the kitchen after my bladder became its normal size again and put on some coffee, squeezed some oranges, cut a mango and watermelon.
“Deb, would you like some eggs? I’ll make some, how about scrambled this time?” “Yes great thanks Lucas, I’’ be right out.”
We had breakfast in the nude, no point in dressing, full privacy in the apartment and even outside on the balcony and doorstep we were hidden enough from view so no would complain. After breakfast, we showered, dressed up and I put on the clothes I had bought the previous day and she approved.
“Wow, looks nice, who helped you picking them out? I can see the outline of your cock, love the material, if it gets wet it become semi-transparent, looking forward to it ha ha.” she said. We relaxed in the living room, one hand a cup of tea and the other stroking her hair, beautiful shiny hair, love to see that getting wet, I thought to myself. We dozed off a bit until a soft knock on the door, just after midday.
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