3 comments/ 38560 views/ 7 favorites Skater Girl Date Ch. 01 By: unsafelevel I was getting ready for my date with Zach the 20 year old hockey player I had sex with earlier in the day at the ice rink. I'm 18 years old and live with my parents until I go away to college in the spring. I used to be a competitive ice skater until I blew out my knee. Now I skate for fun and exercise. I'm 5"9", 127lbs and am 34b-26-34 with my best assets being my legs and ass. I have only had one boy friend who introduced me to oral sex and took my virginity, but he was no where near as big as the 6' 1" Zach. Zach plays hockey for his college team "The Beavers" and if they all eat pussy like he does that name is right on! His dick was the biggest I have seen in real life. It was probably 8 inches long and almost 4 inches around. He really knows how to use it too. He filled me up this morning. I don't have a lot of fancy clothes as I don't go where I need to get dressed up that much but I do have a great Max Azria Little Black Halter Dress that I wear whenever I can. It is not real short; it ends about mid thigh and ties around my neck. It crosses over evenly about mid back and is cut high along the sides of my breasts. It covers them pretty well until the knot comes loose on my neck. I have big nipples so I like to wear red heart shaped silicone nipple covers as you can't really wear a bra other than a backless one with that dress, and I don't like how they make me sweat when I wear one. The nipple covers work great until I get all sweaty and they tend to lose adhesion. I put on my Audley of London black pumps with a 3 ½ sculpted heel. They are made in Spain and have a wide instep strap and they really accentuate my calf muscles. I put on my black mesh Perfect Touch Thong they have a cute little bow on the front of them right next to my where they hit my stomach. I am totally shaved and the black mesh shows everything and damn I look good with the black thong strap splitting the globes of my ass cheeks. My parents were out for the evening with some friends. Zach picked me up around 7:30 and we went out to eat at Hot Tomato's in Hartford. Zach looked good. He was wearing khaki cargo pants with a nice grey shirt that clung tightly to his wide shoulders and six pack stomach. He has some guns on him I gotta tell ya. We were getting to know each other a little better. We played footsie under the table. I had to hike my dress up to the tops of my thighs so I could open my legs. His foot was in my crotch and my foot was rubbing is balls and dick under the table. He was stroking my pussy with his right foot he had his right shoe off and I had both of mine off under the table. It is a well lit restaurant and we were out in the middle of everybody at a small square table with a red table cloth that didn't hang down far enough to hide my exposed legs or to cover what our feet were doing. We had good service and I could see the male wait staff and a couple of the female ones stealing glances over at our table. My nipples were getting hard and were pushing my silicone nipple covers out against the tight black halter top off my little black dress. The heart shape of them was becoming obvious to anyone that looked. "What's going on with your nipples?" Zach asked. "What do you mean?" I said. "You have two hearts on for me." He said smiling while his foot rubbed my increasingly wet pussy under the table. I was beginning to leave a wet spot and could almost smell myself even over the odor of roasting garlic that filled the restaurant. "Well I think you have a hard on for me too." I said rolling his dick with my foot as I licked my lips seductively. I was wearing CoverGirl Iced Mauve continuous color lipstick. I was pretty sure he had no underwear on as his dick was tenting up down his left thigh and there was a wet spot getting bigger that he kept trying to cover with his red linen napkin. We were both getting pretty hot. We made it through dinner with nothing really happening that was too bad. There were a lot of people staring as we left. My dress was tight enough that if I pull it up it stays where I put it so people had a good look at the cheeks of my ass and the bottom of my thong showed in the front. They basically got a beaver shot as my thong is black mesh. There was a silver dollar sized wet spot on the back of my dress that I don't think anyone noticed as they were too busy looking at my shaved pussy and bare ass cheeks. Zach was getting a lot of stares as well. You could clearly see his ginormous cock through the thin material of his cargo pants. The head was clearly visible and I swear I could make out a vein that ran the length of his cock. He had is hand on my exposed right but cheek and I had mine on his left but cheek as we walked out of the restaurant. There is a really cool bar called The Brickyard Café about a half block away. It has 3 levels. A lounge on the first floor, dancing and a long bar on the second floor and a sports bar with pool tables and a bunch of couches and tables with 27 TV's on the third floor. It is really packed Thursday through Saturday. The Hartford Civic Center is in the middle of the block. It's a big building with lots of steps and walkways and trees in big cement rectangular planters. Both the Hot Tomato and the Brickyard Café face the Civic Center; the restaurant on the south side and the bar on the west side. We were both pretty hot by now. Zach was rubbing my ass and trying to finger me as we walked. I had my hand in his loose front pocket massaging his balls and rubbing his cock as much as I could. We weren't moving too fast. The whole area is well lit to cut down on hookers and robberies. I think there was some kind of car show or something that Thursday night that ran through the weekend so there were a fair amount of people around. We went over to one of the large rectangular pots holding some trees and various plants that surrounded the building. We went to the backside facing the building and I pushed him to a sitting position on the edge of it. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his 8" Johnson. It was big and leaking pre cum. I took the helmeted tip and began licking up his pre cum sucking just the head. He was moaning and I was moaning as I began to stroke up and down his cock. His dick was very wide and I really had to open my mouth to suck it in. I was trying to force my tongue down the slit at the head of his dick. His precum tasted sweet. "Your dick tastes sweet to me." I said as I spit in my hand and began to jerk him off. "I drink pineapple juice two glasses a day." He said. "What?" "Yeah. I had an old girlfriend who didn't like the taste of cum so we experimented with my diet. The pineapple juice made it taste good to her. She got to like the taste so much she would call it her 'snack'. Jeez you sure know how to stroke my cock." He said. "Your dick is beautiful and it's so big that I just like playing with it." I said shoving his dick in my mouth as is stroked up and down the length of him. I'm not a deep throat girl so I like to jerk a guy off as a suck his cock. My tongue flicked under the head of his dick as I sucked it stroking him fast in rhythm to my sucking. I was kneeling in front of him while he sat on the big flower pot. To his left about 15 feet away was about 20 feet of windows behind which was a steak house bar that was in the civic center. My dress was hiked up so my bare ass was hanging out with just my thong showing. I sucked and jerked for about 3 minutes before he started groaning. "I'm cumming!" He grunted. "Oh yeah baby. I want my pineapple desert right now. Give it to me now." I said with his cock in my fist stroking it as fast as I could. He was groaning and I was looking his dick right in the eye. I had one hand on his balls and I could feel his ball sack tightening up. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. There was lipstick on the head of his dick as it shot a hot stream of cum that shot over my head and actually hit the building that was about 3 feet behind me. I think some got in my blond hair. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed as I aimed his dick lower. His second shot got my cheek and right ear as well as my hair and it felt like had been hit by a super soaker. I quickly clamped my mouth over the head of his dick as I sucked for all I was worth. The third shot of cum hit the back of my throat and my tonsils making me almost gag. It was like it was jet propelled I had never felt anything like it and there was a lot of it. I have to tell you his cum had a sweet taste that I really could get addicted to. Altogether he shot twice in the air and on me and 6 more times into my mouth. He must have come like a 1/8 of a cup of jism all told. I couldn't swallow it all and as fast it came out and some was dripping down my chin in a thick dangling string. I cleaned his cock with my tongue sucking hard. There was banging on the window behind to my right. I looked into the steakhouse and there had to be 30 men and women plastered against the glass with drinks in their hands. They were pounding on the glass and shouting. Some of the guys were grabbing their bulging crotches and some of the women looked envious. I grabbed Zach's cock, stood up and waved it at them. I also waved my hand. This was cool. "My turn lover." I said. We switched positions as I took my thong off. My cunt was soaking wet and my juices were dripping down both sides of my inner thighs. My labia was purple and thick with blood. Zach was between my legs standing leaning over as he kissed me I continued stroking his thick cock. It was still hard but I needed some release. "Eat me. Eat my pussy." I mumbled into his mouth. "We have a large audience." He said. "I know and it's making fucking horny as hell. Eat me now." He moved to the side of me his hand in my pussy. He used two fingers to spread my lips apart giving the people in the steak place a kind of glimpse. "Move so they can see your pussy." He told me. I did. I rotated so they could see my soaking cunt. This was turning me on something fierce. He was still holding me open. There were 30 or so people looking up my gaping pink love tunnel. Zach moved in front of me and quickly reached around my neck untying the halter top part of my dress. I was now sitting on a big cement planter with my tits 34b tits hanging out with my legs spread and my dress bunched around my stomach. The only thing I still had on were my black pumps and two heart shaped silicone nipple covers that Zach sucked right off. My nipples stood at attention in the open air as he sucked one and rubbed the other with his right hand. He was rubbing my breast and pinching my nipple with his thumb and forefinger. He began to kiss his ways down my stomach while massaging both of my breasts with both hands. He started licking the juices from my pussy that had run down the inside of my thighs. My pussy lips were plastered to my inner thighs and my vagina was wide open. I could feel the cool summer air actually blowing into and over my pussy. I was hot. He shoved his tongue into my pussy while his right hand began to finger my pussy. One finger then two began moving in and out of my vagina. He was sucking my clit while flicking it with his tongue while he was fingering me. I had both hands in his hair and my legs were spread akimbo over his big shoulders. My eyes were closed and I was starting to cum. I began to shiver and shake. "I'm cumming Zach." I said. He stopped fingering me and began to shove his tongue into my pussy. He had a long tongue. It felt almost like a short dick. He was rubbing my clit with one hand just in front of his nose while with the other he was fingering me while his tongue was fucking me. He was noisily slurping and sucking my pussy. My legs clamped together squeezing his head shoving his nose into my clit. I don't think he could breathe but I was cumming big time. There was this huge tightness in the center of my stomach or uterus or somewhere that just exploded outward. I couldn't feel my arms, hands or legs the only thing I felt was an explosion pushing out from my clit and the invaders in my vagina. I felt a big gush of fluid explode from somewhere in my womb towards Zach's head. He was sucking and licking for all he was worth. I exploded again and again. It felt like I had blown a load or something. It felt like gallons of liquid were shooting towards his hungry mouth as I convulsed around and over his head. My orgasm had to last for at least 25 or 30 seconds easy. Zach was yelling into my pussy. I finally relaxed my legs from around his head and he fell onto his back. His face was a slippery mess of my pussy juice and cum. His grey shirt looked like he had run a marathon or something. My juices had run down his face and chest, under his arms. It looked like he had dunked his head in a barrel of rainwater or Jell-O or something. "Holy shit! That was fantastic." I whispered. As my senses returned I looked around the area. There were now all kinds of people standing around looking at us. Zach looked kind of stunned. He was on his back with his dick standing straight up along his zipper and hitting his stomach and I was sprawled out with my tits out and my legs spread at like at 75 degree angle. My cunt was dripping and the cement walkway under us was soaked with liquids. I could see some of Zach's cum on the Civic Center window across from us. I looked into the restaurant and saw a bunch of guys rubbing their bulging crotches. There was a girl pressed up against the window with someone's hand down the front of her pants fingering her while another hand rubbed her tits under her shirt. "Zach, I think we should go now." I said. I noticed a security guy was coming our way and their was a police car parked down the block. I grabbed the strings of my halter top and tied them behind my neck while standing and pulling down my little black dress. My thong was in the planter. Zach had stood up shoving his dick back into his pants where it made a huge impression. He had switched it to the other side of his pants and there was a new wet spot beginning there too. I grabbed his arm and we walked through the little crowd that had gathered and by the windows of the steak place. I still had some cum on the side of my face and on my chin. Probably in my hair too. I used my finger to wipe as much off as I could. I stuck my finger in my mouth and sucked it off as we walked. I looked once more into the restaurant and waved as we walked towards the Brickyard Café. I thought I saw my parents in the restaurant and quickly looked away. I looked over at Zach who had a large happy smile on his still shiny face. "Dude. We really need to clean up." I said. He looked at the cum in my hair and the sticky residue still on my face and smiled. "Yes. Yes we do. Let's go back to the parking garage. I have some Windex towlets that I use to clean the car windows in the trunk. I may even have another shirt in there." "How about an extra pair of panties?" I asked. "Sorry. It looks like we're both commando for the rest of the night." Skater Girl Date Ch. 02 We headed back to my car in the parking garage. I keep a bag in the trunk with car cleaning stuff. Armorall, Turtle Wax those Windex towlets stuff like that. Trisha looked so smokin' hot. Her nipples were poking through her black dress and there were globs of my cum in her hair and drying on the side of her face and chin. My shirt didn't look any better. It was getting cold and clammy and I reeked like the floor of a messy video booth in a bad porn shop. I looked like I had run a marathon. I was soaked with Trish's pussy juice and cum. I loved it though. I have a Chevrolet Concourse 4 door sedan the 1993 model in metallic silver. Hey it's not a muscle car I know, but it has a big back seat and lots of trunk space and a $2500 stereo system. I can blow out your eardrums from a block away. In college I had roommates that were always taking my shit so I learned to keep all of my important stuff in the trunk of my car. Tools, snacks, car care stuff, condoms and an overnight bag, shit like that. I had half a stiffy still 10 minutes after the show we put on at the Civic Center. We had walked to my car with her head on my shoulder holding hands the whole way. We laughed and talked about how turned on we were by the whole thing. "I think I saw my parents as we were walking by the restaurant you know." Trish told me. "I hope to God they weren't watching our show or if they did that they didn't recognize me." "Jeez I sure hope your right about that. I don't think they would like me much after they saw me eating out their daughter in public." I said opening up the trunk. Luckily I had a blue dress shirt in my trunk bag. I took out the plastic container with the wipes in it. Instead of giving her one I began to lick her clean like a mother cat cleaning her little pussy. "What are you doing?" "My grandmother always said you can clean anything with a little spit." I said licking some drying cum off her ear. I began to suck her ear and closed the trunk. She was leaning her head to the side so I continued sucking her ear and began to suck and kiss my way down her neck. I guided her to the side of the car and opened the back door on the driver's side and she kind of fell back onto the seat. I landed on top of her. Continuing my kissing only now it was her mouth. I had slid one hand onto her right tit from the side of her halter top and was massaging her very firm boob. I was pinching her erect nipple. My other hand was running up and down her leg from the side of her pussy down to her knee. She reached up and untied her top to give me better boob access. I began to suckle those beautiful tits like a starving calf. I had both hands up massaging them and I was sucking and kissing and licking my way from nipple to valley and back to nipple. She was fumbling with the unbuttoning and unzipping of my pants. She grabbed my cock and began to jerk me off. She would run her thumb over the head of my dick at the top of each stroke. When she did that it would pull my urinary meatus apart as she rubbed the constantly flowing pre-cum onto the head of my dick. She certainly knew how to give a great hand job. I pushed her skirt up and began to rub her pussy. I slid a finger in while putting pressure with the palm of my hand on her mons veneris and clit. She was still soaking wet and so very, very tight. "Put it in me. Fuck me now. I need to feel you in me." "No problem." I said as I fumbled around and pulled a rubber from my pants pocket. I held it up to her. "Put this on me." I said. "You don't need that I'm on the pill." She said. Our faces were inches apart and we were looking in each others eyes. "In that case," I said "have you ever seen the Madonna movie with William Dafoe? I think it was called Body of Evidence. They fuck on the hood of a car in a parking garage and I've always wanted to recreate that scene. Minus the glass of course." "No, I've never seen it. You want to fuck on the hood of your car?" "Not mine the one next to us. I don't want to scratch my hood." She laughed and said why not. I kept my socks on but took off my pants and lay on the hood of the BMW next to us. It was an older model and didn't have a car alarm. My dick was pressed to my stomach and I was stiff as a board. My dick was like a leaky faucet with drops of pre-cum dripping onto my stomach as I lay on the cold hood of the car. She took off her shoes and started to suck me and jerk me off while I lay on the hood. She had the halter part of her dress dangling down around her legs and the bottom of her dress was pushed up around her belly button. She looked awesome. Her gorgeous blue eyes looked up at me through her blond bangs that had fallen over her eyes while she sucked and jerked my cock. She was humming while she was sucking me. She looked so seductive I was almost ready to blow. I think she could feel my balls tensing because she took her mouth off of my dick and smiled. "You taste fruity." She said with a grin. "Stop smiling and start fucking." I replied. "Oh, so now I have to do all the work?" She said grinning. "Yeah, equal rights. Now get on that cock before it explodes." "It better not explode until I tell it to explode." She said. "Is that a threat?" "Yes." She said gripping my cock. While all this was going on we could hear other cars moving around in the garage. A few had gone by us but I don't think they really noticed us. I was lying down and she was giving me a blow job and there were a couple of lights out where we had parked. We were in a row of cars facing against an inner wall of the parking garage. She stood up and turned around. She straddled my legs with her feet on the bumper of the BMW grabbed my cock and slid it between her labia a couple times to add more lubrication. Like I didn't have enough already with her slobber on my cock and my pre-cum dripping like a leaky faucet. She positioned the head of my dick at the opening of her vagina and slowly sat down. My head was in. She sat a little further. I had my hands on her beautiful ass massaging her cheeks. Half my shaft was in her when she pushed up with her muscular legs, Jesus even her full but cheeks flexed when she pulled back up so just the head of my dick was in her. I could see under her ass where my shaft was glistening half of it wet. This time she slowly sat all the way down. "Oh my God you feel so hot and tight inside. You have the hottest pussy I have ever felt. It's like molten lava around by dick." And it was. I can't describe the heat I felt in her pussy. It was pulsing around my dick. It was so tight there had to be a vacuum seal or like she had a gasket at the entrance to her vagina. "Oh God, you feel so big inside me! You fill me up. If I don't move I can feel your cock throbbing in me. I can feel the veins of your dick. My pussy is on fire for you!" She started to slowly lift her self up and down on my shaft. I just put my head back and closed my eyes. The feeling was incredible. If she gave a great hand job she gave a super fantastic pussy job! I had to look away as the site of my dick going in and out of her pussy was just too erotic for me to watch. She was moaning and going faster. A car was going by and stopped behind us. Neither of us could see it because we were both facing the wrong way. I really didn't care anyway. I don't think she cared either. Unless it was a cop neither of us was stopping. We were both moaning and she was making a "huh huh" sound every time she slapped her cunt to the base of my dick. "Oh my God!" She yelled. "Shoot it now! I want to feel your cum! Shoot your load! Now! Now! Oh shit, Oh shit!" She was slamming down on me so hard I think I left my ass prints permanently on the hood of that BMW. That was when I saw the first flash go off. She was starting to have little convulsions. I could see the cheeks of her but clenching and unclenching. There was another flash. I could see her asshole winking at me. It pushed in and out, in and out. She stopped moving and her shoulders were shaking. I felt a gush of fluid flow down around my dick. Again with the flash. That did it! The rush of hot fluids, the gripping hotness of her honey pot on my shaft, I started to shoot my wad. The first blast made me do one of those stomach crunch things. By the third and fourth blast I was sitting up with my arms around her waist and my head on her back. She was still shivering and I felt another gush of fluid flowing from her vagina. My balls were soaked, my pubes were soaked. There was liquid dripping from the car bumper and I was still coming. 8 times I shot into that godamn Mt. Vesuvius of a cunt. It was mind blowing. There was another flash from behind us. What the hell? Someone was taking pictures of us. I still couldn't move as my dick was stuck inside Trish. She was silent her head was bent and her eyes were closed. I don't think she even knew where she was. There was another flash and it seemed to be moving closer. I pushed her up and my dick popped out of her pussy and was followed by a mixture of our cum. I held her up and rolled out from underneath her. I let her sit back down on the hood of the car. "What the fuck?" I yelled as I turned to see some 45 year old creepazoid taking pictures of me with my dick sticking straight out in front of me. "Smile your on candid camera." He said. He took another picture and ran back to his car. He jumped in and left. I went back to Trish who was now tying the halter top part of dress back behind her neck. She stood up. I heard a dripping sound. I looked under the front bumper of the BMW and there was a good sized puddle dripping from the bumper. It looked like the radiator had burst, but it was just me and Trish. She had a smile on her flushed face. "Godamn we do that well together." She said. "Fuckin' a right we do. That was fantastic." I didn't say anything about the photographer and I don't think that she even noticed. I went back to my trunk and got out the wipes. I was going to clean off my dick until Trish sat in the back seat with her dress hiked up. "I'll clean you off." She said with a smile. I stood at the open driver side door of the back seat between her wide spread legs. She began to lick and suck my cum and her love juice off of my cock. She lifted my dick up with one hand and licked up and down the underside like it was a big ice cream cone. Then she did the same with my balls. She lifted them up with one hand and licked the underside of my balls up to my asshole. Then she sucked each nut individually while licking them at the same time. Needless to say my dick was clean but hard again. "My turn." I said. "Close the door." "What?" "Close the door." I said. She closed the door. She was on the outside and I was on the inside kneeling on the back seat. "Now put your legs through the window and spread 'em." I told her. Luckily I have those windows that go all the way down in the back, not like newer cars where the windows only go 2/3 of the way down. She slid her gorgeous ice skater's legs through the window and had her hands inside the car holding on to the upper part of the car door and the roof of the car. Her inner thighs were slick with drying juices; her cum and mine. I began to lick from the inside of her knees up to her pussy. First one side and then the other. I don't know how successful this process really was as I could see more juices oozing from her cunt. I put my lips on her vagina and began to lick and suck as much juice as I could. It was a pretty funky mess. My cum and her cum mixing together with the clear nectar of her lubrication. I liked it though. It was a musty, sexy odor mixed with a hint of urine. It tasted just fine to me. I put a couple of fingers in her vagina and massaged her G Spot while I sucked her clit. I was sucking it in between my teeth and kind of gently gnawing on it. I was flicking it with my tongue as I held it between my teeth and sucked on it. She was breathing hard and making little grunting noises. She was pressing her legs together around my head. I took my fingers, wet with her juices, and slowly pushed one into her asshole. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could into her pussy and fucked her with it. My nose was colliding with her clit every time I went forward. My finger in her ass was going in and out. She moaned and I felt her pussy contracting down onto my tongue. Her sphincter squeezed down on my finger so hard I didn't think I would be able to get it out of her ass. This lasted for about 15 seconds and both holes were flexing the whole time. "Jesus Christ!" She said. "We may as well spend the whole night at the car." "No way!" I said. "I want to see you dance. I want to see you shake that booty of yours." Once again I grabbed the wipes. This time I cleaned my dick, and she cleaned her own reproductive area and her inner thighs. I put on my pants. "I have to pee." I said. "I do too." She replied. I walked over to the front of the BMW beside us. There was already a mess of liquid there. "Hold my dick while I pee." I commanded. I unzipped my pants and flopped out my semi erect unit. "Where should I aim it?" She asked. "Hey you're the one with the dick in your hand." I said. Still holding my dick she had me turn around facing the hood of the BMW with my ass prints indented on to the hood. "Okay. Go now." She told me. I have to tell you it's not the easiest thing in the world to pee with a girl holding onto your steadily hardening dick. Once I got it started it was a piece of cake though. She started off aiming at the radiator of the car, she moved up hitting the BMW hood emblem, and then as I was really peeing she got it up onto the hood. My piss filled into the depressions left by my ass on the hood. Pumper Number 9 was running out of gas by this time. I gave a couple of forward hip thrusts and a last couple of spurts. "Shake me." I told her. "What do you mean? Are you done?" "Yes I am. You have to give me a shake to get the last couple of drops out." "Like this?" She asked shaking my dick from side to side. She was enjoying this. "Up and down works better." I said. She was laughing and waving my dick up and down, twirling it in circles and generally manhandling my Mr. Happy. "Okay, Okay. Now you have to put him back in my pants and zip me up." I said. "Oh, but I like playing with him. I like aiming him and feeling him get bigger in my hand." "I promise that if I have to pee again you can hold him for me." "Promise?" She asked with a pouty sound in her voice. "Yes." I said with a smile on my face and in my voice. "Now I want you to pee on the windshield." I said still smiling. She stood there looking at the car and thinking for a minute. "Okay." She said. She climbed on to the hood and sat on the roof of the car with her dress hiked up to her waist. She put her heels on the top of the front windshield with her legs spread and began to pee. I had to move to over to my car because her piss was almost shooting over the front of the car. Damn she had some pressure built up! Her piss stream slowly shrunk back to a trickle flowing down the front windshield of the BMW. "How'd I do?" She asked smiling. "Holy mackerel I think you can pee farther than I can. I wish I could hold you while you pee like you did me." "Maybe next time you can." She said with a smile as she slid off the roof of the car and back to the ground. We both put on our shoes and headed towards the bar. (To be continued) Skater Girl Date Ch. 03 We made our way over to the Brickyard Café. A large 3 story bar in Hartford Connecticut. The first floor was like a lounge area, the second floor had a long bar that runs the length of the building, and the third floor is a sports bar with lots of TV's and small tables and couches. It was now around 9:30 P.M. and the bar was beginning to get crowded. "Zach you know I'm only eighteen, right? I don't have a fake I.D. or anything." I said. "I have a good fake I.D." he said. "They give you a different colored arm band if you are under 21. Don't worry baby I'll feed you drinks." He said looking at me and smiling. He had his hand on my ass and I had my hand in his back pocket as we walked. With my 3-1/2 inch heeled black pumps I was only a half inch or so shorter than Zach. He's 6'1" with curly brown hair. He has really broad, muscular shoulders. I like feeling them. I like holding on to them almost as much as like holding on to his ass. He has a perfect ass for a guy. He's a hockey player for the Beavers hockey team for the college he goes to in Maine, and he has the biggest hunk of man meat between his legs I have ever seen in real life before. We could see a line of people waiting to get in. You could hear the pounding beat of Techno dance music pulsing out of the building. I could feel the vibrations out on the street. "It must be really loud in there." I said "Yeah. Do you like this kind of music?" "I'm not crazy about Techno, but I love to dance to it." "I bet you do." He said squeezing my ass as we got into line. I moved a hand onto his shoulder as we got into line. I massaged the muscle that went to his neck. It was big and strong and his shoulders felt so solid and strong they made me feel safe. There were two big bouncers at the door. Each of them had a headset on and they were checking every ones I.D.s. I had my Giuseppe Zanotti handbag over my shoulder. It was a crescent shaped handbag made of corduroy with a satin flap and trimmed with metallic leather with an adjustable removable shoulder strap. I had to get my prison photo drivers license out. I look like shit in my driver's license photo. The guys at the door gave me a hard look up and down. I have long legs and my Max Azria Little Black Halter Dress clung tight to my breasts. I have large extended nipples, bullet tipped, eraser tipped whatever you want to call them they stood out against the thin material of my halter top. "She's eighteen." The big bouncer said to the guy with two different stamps in his hand. He gave me back my license while the other guy grabbed my hand and stamped the back with the picture of a dancing bear in red ink. "Have fun." He said and smiled at me. Zach had a picture of a flying eagle on the back of his hand. We went into the club to one of those old style movie theatre windows where he paid for us to get in and they gave us our wrist bands. It was $10 for him and a dollar for ladies before 10 P.M. They put a purple wrist band on his arm and a red one on me. They were those hospital ones, clear plastic with a colored strip of paper inside them. Once you put them on you can't take them off except with scissors. We went into the lounge area. There were a lot of little tables in there and a bunch of diner style booths along the walls covered in red velvet. There was a spiral staircase on the left side of the bar leading upstairs to the dance floor. I could feel the music from the floor above us pulsing down through me. The bass was so heavy I could feel it in my pussy. The bar used to be some kind of factory or apartment building or something. It was brick and not real wide, but it was really long. It was like 70 feet wide and 200 feet long. It must have extended back the width of an entire city block. Zach went and got two Long Island Iced teas. We sat in one of the empty booths about halfway into the long building. We sat across from one another. "Have I told you how hot you look?" He asked. "No you haven't. How hot am I?" "You are so hot I would crawl through a mile of broken glass, on my hands and knees, just to worship at your feet." "Why do you like my feet?" "You have beautiful feet. Your legs are awesome and your ass is like an apple. In fact I would like to eat it right now." "You would eat my ass like an apple?" "Yes." "I don't even know what that means." I said and I didn't. What kind of shit was this? Eat my ass like an apple. "Show me." I said. "Come over here." He said as he got out of his seat and stood up. I got up and moved over to his side of the booth. I slid into the booth against the wall. He sat next to me. He turned to me. "Get on your hands and knees with your head towards the wall." "But every one can see us." "No they can't. The only people that can see are the people sitting in front of us at those tables. I can hide you with my body." I figured what the hell? We already had sex in the parking garage, sex in front of a restaurant full of people that may have included my mother and father so why not let these people see my ass? "Okay" I said and got on my hands and knees with my head facing the wall. I was getting hot again. He began to gently massage my ass with both of his hands through my dress. He moved his hands in circles, grabbing and pressing. My ass is tight as I am an ice skater. It is not bony. My legs and ass are my best assets, I think. "Is this what you do with your apples?" "I have to make sure that it's not rotten. It has to be firm and ripe." He said with his hands moving outward from the crack of my ass. He pushed my dress up over my hips. I was scrunched down with my face on my hands, my chest to the velvet covering of the seat of the booth. My stomach was tight against my knees. My ass was actually sitting on the heels of my black pumps. He had the thumbs of both hands in the crack of my ass as he massaged them squeezing and massaging his way down. It felt good. I was beginning to get wet up in my private parts. "Am I ripe yet?" "Almost." He said. He was beginning to lick the crack of my ass. He spit on my ass hole. I don't really know what my asshole looks like but I could feel it tighten up when I felt the warmth of his spit hit my anus. I haven't been with a lot of guys and none of them have done anything to my ass except for Zach. He had already fingered it twice and I have to say the feeling of being invaded awoke feelings I never had before. I always thought of my ass as being a dirty thing. I mean my shit comes out of it. I never thought of it as an erogenous zone, but I was thinking of it now. I began clenching my but cheeks. "Oh my God. Your asshole is winking at me." Zach said. "You have to relax." He said as he massaged my clenching butt hole. I closed my eyes and tried to pretend I was lying on a tropical beach with white sand and lots of sun. That's my happy place. The place where I go if I can't get to sleep or when I am getting a cavity filled at the dentist. The only cavity getting filled right now was my butt. I could feel Zach licking my ass with his tongue and pulling the cheeks of my butt apart. He had a hand full of each cheek with his thumbs pushed into my crack next to my anus. His tongue pushed his way into my ass. I farted it was just a little puff of a fart but it sounded kind of wet. I was embarrassed. "Oh my God. I am so sorry!" I said. "That's alright." He said as he continued to lick my asshole. He forced his tongue into my anus. It didn't go in far. He has a long pointy kind of tongue. I think he had it curled up, because once he got it in I felt it suddenly widen pushing against the sides of my asshole pushing it open. I could feel the cool air sliding into my ass around his tongue. "Even your farth thmell thweet to me." He said with his tongue in my ass. "This is so dirty, and it's making me fucking hot!" I said. The beat of the music seemed to have slowed down. I couldn't hear it as well. I could feel my heart beating in my ass and my pussy was beginning to moisten, moisten a lot. His tongue was out of my ass and now I felt a finger replace it. My anus clamped down around his finger as he pushed it in to the knuckle. He began to massage the inside of my bowels. "Oh fuck, that feels good." I said and it did. His finger was moving around in my butt hole, but I could feel it in my pussy. It was a weird feeling but in a good way. "Now sit up." He told me and I did. His finger was still in my asshole moving around for all it was worth. When I put my feet on the floor I could feel my pussy juice begin to flow down my crotch towards his finger. I felt the warmth of his palm between the cheeks of my ass. "Do you finger your apples?" "Only when they are as ripe as yours." He said. I leaned over and kissed him. My but came off the seat when I did but his hand stayed right with me. His finger was still in my ass. I put my hand on the raging hard on in his pants. His mouth tasted of ass. My ass. And it tasted good. Nasty good. Dirty good. Shit! I could feel his cock throbbing in my hand through the thin material of his khaki cargo pants. "You know I like to play with my bananas before I pick a bunch." I said gripping his cock through his pants. I was stroking it with my right hand and my but was off the seat, his finger was still in my ass. "There's only one banana here." He said breathlessly. "I can only eat one at a time." I said rubbing the head of his dick through his pants. I could feel some moistness coming through the thin cloth of his pants. Pre-cum was leaking out of his rock hard cock. I wanted to suck it badly. I enjoy giving head. I am not a deep throat girl. Shove a dick down my throat too far and I will cough and gag but I enjoy the feel of cum filling my mouth. I like the heat of it and the feeling of power I have over the man. I like the feeling of having his balls in the palm of my hand. I began to unzip his pants. I fished around and pulled out his beautiful dick. It was rock hard, it had a large vein that went from the base and kind of twisted around like the stripe on a candy cane ending just under the helmeted tip of his dick. I milked his dick with my hand. I started at the base, squeezing hard all the way up, forcing his man juice to nestle in a big clear drop on the head of his manhood. I looked up into his brown eyes sparkling with lust and licked the pre-cum from the head of his dick. His finger came out of my ass with a sucking sound. My head was kind of under the table in the booth but anyone sitting in a 50 foot radius couldn't help but see me bending over with my head in Zach's crotch. An 8 inch dick is pretty hard to hide anyway. "Fuck 'em." I thought. Thinking of the people watching me stroke and suck the rod in my hand was making me hotter even than before. "You are a dirty little slut aren't you?" Zach asked. "I'm not that little." I replied stroking his cock with my head in his lap. "I like sucking your dick." I said as I sat up. I'm right handed so I was kind of turned sideways in the booth as I fisted his cock up and down. I had a good hard grip on his dick. "Oh shit baby, don't stop! I'm cumming!" He said as his hips thrust up. His butt came off of the seat of the booth. I was jerking him hard and fast now. I looked past him out into the rest of the bar. There were about 5 tables watching us. One table of 4 girls had their eyes open wide and they were whispering and pointing at us. There were a few tables of guys watching. They didn't appear to be talking, but they were staring in amazement. There was a couple that looked to be in their mid twenties watching us. I think she was rubbing his cock and he was fingering her under the table, but I couldn't be sure as they were about 25 feet away and it was kind of dark where they were sitting. It wasn't dark where we were. There was a 50 watt halogen bulb shining directly down on us from a recessed ceiling fixture, but it must have been on a dimmer switch as it wasn't shining down at full force. Still it was pretty hard for anyone to miss what was going on. "Oh fuck!" Zach grunted. His back arched, I aimed his dick at the table top. His first spurt shot across the table and landed on the seat back of the booth bench across from us. The second spurt shot onto the table top, the third landed mostly in my drink and some dribbled down the side of the clear glass. Three more spurts hit the table top. The last few hit under the table and some on the thigh area of his pants. I continued stroking his dick and he would kind of flex up every time I hit the head of his cock. He had to push my hand away. I now had his cum dripping down the outside of my knuckles and there was a bunch on the crotch of his pants. I bent down to suck the last little bit from his dick. I turned my head and could see three or four cum strings dripping towards the floor from under the table top. "Clean up at table 10." I said. I gave him a twist of his dick and flicked the head with my thumb. "Jesus, fix yourself would you please." I said smiling into his glassy eyes. He shoved himself back into his pants and zippered them. "Shit look at the mess you made." I said. There was cum on the table top in thick white ropey streams, cum under the table, on his pants, on my hand and in my drink. I grabbed my Long Island iced tea and licked up the side of the glass his cum adhering to my tongue. I drank some of the drink. There was cum coating the ice cubes in my drink. "I think someone spiked my drink with something. Here taste it." I said. I was cleaning my right hand using the index finger of my left hand to push the globs of white cum into the drink. I even swiped some from the table top and flicked it into his drink. I put my drink to his lips and made him drink some of his own cum. He didn't seem to mind. The drink was strong enough that you couldn't really taste it, but you could feel the cum mixing in your mouth with the soda and alcohol. "You are something else." He said looking around the room. "Did anyone see that?" He asked me. "Only about 20 people." I said. "I think we got those two turned on." I said using my head to point to the older couple now sucking face at one of the tables. She had climbed onto his lap and they were making out. They both had there eyes closed and you could see his hand was clearly feeling her tits under her shirt as they kissed. The table of 4 girls was huddled together, their heads close, talking and looking over at us. "Lets go dance." I said. The Techno beat of the music was back and I could once again feel the heavy base of the music vibrating through my body. "Sure. I want to see you shake that money maker." He said. We slammed down the rest of our drinks. "I'm gonna shake more than my money maker." I said grabbing his hand and pulling him off of the seat. "I may even rock your world." We climbed the spiral staircase up to the dance floor above us. It was fucking loud. There was a skybox kind of thing with a DJ in it. He had bunch of equipment in an enclosed booth raised high above the dance floor. This floor had the longest bar I had ever seen. I'm only eighteen so I can't say I've seen a lot of bars but still it was fucking long. There had to be 40 bar people. Hot chicks in tight Hooter style midriff baring tee shirts, and well built guys in the same type of shirts. They all had a picture of a brick wall with the words Brickyard Café stenciled across them at an angle. There was a big disco ball and lights on a metal frame work up close the high ceiling that were spinning, changing colors and moving all around. The Techno beat was so loud you had to yell next to someone's head to even have them hear you. They were just finishing up the Money Mark song Push the Button and the DJ mixed it into a new Madonna song I Love New York. It starts off kind of slow, but the DJ was remixing it as he went. The lights were flashing and spinning. The dance floor was crowded and we started to dance. The song had a catchy rhythm. I love to dance. I could dance all night. We danced well together. For a white guy he had good rhythm. I turned my back to him and started grinding my ass into his crotch. Doing a bump and grind. Fuckin' a the beat to the song was made for fucking. The DJ mixed into the Chemical Brothers song The Boxer. It was all Techno. It was kind of hard to get a rhythm going; as the song kept kind of stopping he cut the song short and faded into Esthero O.G. Bitch, the blow up psycho remix version. I love that song. It's another song with a good fucking beat. "I am a big ass bitch." I was shaking it and spinning. I ran my hands through my hair. I would grind my ass up and down the tent pole in Zach's pants. There was sweat beginning to flow between my tits and on my forehead. Now they were playing the B-bop remix of Pink's God is a DJ. "If God is a DJ, life is a dance floor, love is a rhythm, you are the music, you get what you're given, its all how you use it." That's what Pink says. And baby I was using it. My halter top was getting loose and Zach had both hands moving up and down my body, feeling my tits, as I shoved my ass back against him. My eyes were closed and both arms were up on my ears my fingers were stretched out into my blond hair and Zach was playing with my nipples; he used his teeth and untied my halter top. Now they were playing the Lillix version of What I Like About You. There were girls dancing on the bar after doing body shots on the bar top. Some had tops on some didn't. One girl was totally naked dancing on the bar. People were jumping around. Sweat was flying. Now the DJ was playing Analog Pussy's Future the Shagaramma remix. I was topless, bottomless, and my sweaty tits were out for all to see. The lights were flashing and my pussy was grinding on Zach's huge Johnson. He pulled away from me for a couple of seconds. He grabbed my waist with both hands. I felt the head of his dick sliding up and down the crack of my ass. I reached around and grabbed his cock. I slipped it into position. I felt the head of his dick slipping into my wet snatch. I pushed back hard. I was bent over in the middle of the dance floor with my hands on my knees. Zach's cock was pumping in and out as I moved my ass in rhythm to the music. "Don't stop. Yeah harder. Fuck, harder boy!" I thought. We had a rhythm going now. He was pounding my pussy. I was now standing at a 45 degree angle with his dick in me. My hands covered his hands which were covering my tits. He was manhandling them, pinching and squeezing while he fucked me on the dance floor. The different colored lights flowed over us. It seemed surreal. I was beginning to cum. His dick would brush against my G-spot when he would pull back and again when he shoved in and I shoved my ass back hard against his crotch. The song was now the Asian Dub Foundation song Flyover. A Techno Reggae type song. It was a fast song with a lot of bass. I could feel it on my clit. I had a hand rubbing myself; my finger was circling my erect clit faster and faster. I could feel a whale of an orgasm building. It felt like a string stretching tighter and tighter until it would reach a breaking point and release itself inside my body and head. I was getting a good hard fucking on the dance floor. There had to be 500 people out there dancing some noticed us some didn't. Oh man I was cumming on the dance floor. I bent over; actually I almost fell over, as Zach shoved himself hard into my pussy. I don't know if it was the lights or my orgasm but I saw little flashes and floaty things flitting around in front of my closed eyes. I know I yelled, but only those within 3 feet of us could hear me. I could feel spurts of hot cum shooting into my pussy. Hitting the walls of my vagina and shooting into the opening of my uterus. It felt good! Skater Girl Date Ch. 03 I reached down between my legs and into Zach's pants, and rolled his loosening balls and ball sack in my hand. He slipped out of my pussy, but I didn't want him to. I could feel his cum and my juices oozing from my cunt. I slid two fingers into myself coating them with love juice. I turned and shoved them in to Zach's mouth. He sucked them hard, licking our juices from my hand. I got some more from my dripping cunt and sucked my own hand. I retied my top, Zach's dick was still dangling all slippery looking and stuff was dripping off of it onto the dance floor. I grabbed his dick and shook it around spraying drops of our juices on some other dancers. One guy gave me a dirty look and shook his hand and wiped the back of it on his jeans. Zach pushed my hand off and tucked himself back in his pants. "Lets get a drink." He yelled. We moved over to the bar. "I want mine with extra cum." I yelled back as he took my hand and pulled me towards the bar. There were now two totally naked women dancing on the bar. (to be continued)