[FM] Seeing Her in That Dress...and Out of It! | 2016

Seeing her there in that dress, I’m almost salivating. It’s the night of “Semi-Formal”, a college sorority event that throws everyone back into the world of high school. You get a date, dress to the nines, and get secretly wasted on your way to some event location. This time we were headed to an art gallery in the hopes of drunkenly critiquing the budding artists of small town Kansas. It was me, my date, and four other friends of ours. I’ve always thought I clean up well. Not that I dress like a slob, but when you slap a suit & tie on me (and my nice black dress shoes) I can kinda be a stud (5’7”, thick brown hair, slender/toned, sporting stubble instead of a beard). Not to be egotistical or anything. What I wasn’t prepared for though, was how well my date could clean up too. Sitting in the foyer of her sorority there are a hundred different girls all dolled up strolling about, but I can’t take my eyes off the one who I knew was mine. The hottest one at the party. Daisy. I had spent a lot of time with Daisy up to this point. She’s about 5’6”, nice blonde hair, perky little B-cup tits, a bundle of energy, and an ass that was absolutely to die for. However, up until this point I would’ve described her as pretty, cute, adorable, or beautiful. But now, she was “sexy”. I couldn’t believe it. Wonderful makeup (even though she looks pretty without any on too), straightened hair, and a dress covered in gold and purple flowers. I had seen the dress in photos before but didn’t realize the affect it would have on me in person.

Suddenly it dawns on our whole group that the bus taking us to the art gallery is running more than 45 minutes late. Everyone in the building is getting pissed, some of the other dates even throwing hissy fits at the party directors. Personally, I didn’t want to really be there in the first place, but I was willing to put that aside for the date with Daisy. And i’m generally a calm guy, but at this point even my frustration was starting to build. Everyone could feel the tension. At long last though, the bus arrives…and then immediately proceeds to leave without us. Are you fucking kidding me? That seems to be every couples’ last straw. Our group heads up to one of our friend’s room (whose living in the house) to drink our night away as an alternative. All the while though, the only thing I can think of is slipping Daisy out of that dress. Getting the chance to see what’s underneath. I’m trying to keep from salivating like one of Pavlov’s dogs. But she’s just too irresistible. As we get to the room Daisy decides to sit on my lap and I cross my fingers she doesn’t notice the encroaching hard-on that she’s been causing for the better part of an hour now. She just smiles a bit. Maybe she does know? As the time passes our friends get progressively wasted around us as Daisy and I choose not to partake. My frustration continues to build as the night tumbles further downhill. Then…a twist. I feel Daisy’s hand rubbing my thigh. I turn my attention towards her at just the right moment to catch a glance back. Those beautiful green eyes. She’s biting her lip very slightly and raises her eyebrows to give me the suggestive look I had been waiting for all evening. Clearly, both of our minds were on the same subject at this point. Our friends are drinking and paying little [no] attention to us, and being somewhat of an exhibitionist, I return the favor. I place my hand on her leg and slowly slide it up and onto her thigh, stopping just at the edge of the dress. I give her leg a squeeze.

“I think we should get out of here”, she whispers into my ear.

My mind is already focusing on all the dirty things I want to do to her, so I only nod in agreement. Without hesitation we get up and leave our friends. This was perhaps the longest car ride of our young lives. It may have been only a few minutes, but the thoughts going through our heads made it feel like an eternity. I was trying to picture everything down to the last dirty detail, only getting more aroused by the second. The car swings into her parking spot. She’s unlocking the front door. We rush past her roommates and into the seclusion of her room. We make sure to lock it. Finally. Without evening thinking, I shove her back onto her queen size bed. For a moment I thought I got too carried away, but she smiles back to let me know that she likes to be pushed around a little. As I start to rip off my clothes she naturally does the same.

“WAIT!”, I tell her. “Don’t unzip your dress yet. I’ve been wanting to slide you out of it myself all goddamn night”.

“Yes, sir”, she replies. A sexy smirk spreading up her face.

I get down to my boxers and then jump in bed, crawling on top of her. Without words we begin to furiously make out. Our tongues exploring each others’ mouths. The scent of her flowery perfume fills my nose. I could die right here. We stop to catch our breath. I begin running my hands up her lovely, toned legs, this time not stopping below her dress. As my hand goes up her smooth thigh it finally gets to her panties. I can feel the lace. They’re dripping. I caress the outside of her ~lips~, and the delicate sensation causes her to jump a little and let out a giggle.

“Haha, oh my god. You have no idea how bad I have been wanting this all night. Seeing you in your suit all dressed up like that. Your cologne. Please take this fucking dress off me”, she says.

I don’t know if i’ve ever heard a single sentence that has made me more erect. So, I do as she wishes. I move my hand up her back to grab the zipper and undo her dress. As I lean back and pull on the dress she slinks out the top to reveal her beautiful, perky little tits. To my enjoyment, she wasn’t wearing a bra with this outfit. At this point her naked body is the only thing I can think about, so I just toss the dress off to the side, and in the same motion grab one of her breasts in one hand and put my mouth on the other. Gently caressing her perfect nipples with my fingers and tongue, she starts to squirm. Soon enough I can’t help myself any longer and I need to taste her. I kiss my way down to her panties, grabbing them in my mouth and pulling them down a little bit with a smile on my face. Daisy eyes are closed, but she’s still nodding in approval. I pull her thong all the way down and toss them over the bed. Personally, I find teasing to be really fun so I kiss up and down her legs, getting as close as possible to her perfect little pussy without giving it it lick yet. Eventually, I can tell she can’t take any more of this torture. I give three long licks up the length of her slit before flicking my tongue furiously against her throbbing clit. She closes her thighs around my head, her hands grabbing my hair so she can move me like a joystick. I love this feeling. Watching her buck from that angle. My cock is harder than I ever remember it being. She is trying so hard to be quiet for her roommates but a few soft moans still squeak out. She can’t help it.

“Use your fingers”, she whispers from the top of the bed.

“How about I use something bigger”, I reply.

I like to have fun and joke around in bed, and Daisy is clearly on the same page. She laughs a little at my remark.

With a smile on her face she says, “Good idea. Just fucking hurry, cause I can’t take much more of this torture!”

I wipe my mouth, rip off my boxers, and get a condom. Like lightning I climb on top and have her help me inside her. I slowly thrust all the way in, both of us gasping from the sensation. She’s so wet, it sends my whole body into ecstasy. I start picking up speed, thrusting in and out of her tight pussy. Her terrible bed frame starts to rock and it’s louder than we expected. I try to hold back the head board as I move in and out of her. It does little to help the creaking. I can feel the sensation building, but I don’t want things to end, seeing as how they just got started.

“You get on top”, I tell her.

“Yes, sir”, she replies.

I pull out and we switch positions. She slides down on top of me, taking every inch.

“Fuck! Sorry.”, slips out of my mouth because I could not have predicted how good that truly felt, even though I had been dreaming about it all night.

“It’s ok, you’re not wrong”.

She starts bouncing on top of me, masterfully lifting up right to the tip of my cock and going back down without me slipping out. Daisy is like some sort of sexual wizard to have a skill like that. And now, I get to look up and watch those perfect little tits bounce too as she goes up and down on top of me, rubbing her clit at the same time. I have my hands on her hips to help guide her, occasionally moving them around to grab a handful of her incredible ass. As I can see her becoming more and more consumed with orgasmic sensation I sit up to be closer with her. I hug her as she rocks back and forth on my cock, getting just a little bit deeper. Enough to send her over the edge. She squeezes her face and tenses up, cumming all over me. I can feel her tighten. That almost sends me there too, but I hold on.

“Ooooo. Fuck. We need to switch again, my hips can’t take any more on top”, Daisy says.

I flip her around again, this time getting ready to finish myself. I enter her again, now with one hand on the head board and the other lightly clutching her throat. I fuck her harder than before. Faster. Her moans becoming more audible. I’m really trying to hold the bed together as I thrust into her, but the creaking is getting louder. Her roommates have to know what’s going on by this point! Just then, she grabs my arm and pulls me down close to her.

“Forget about the bed it doesn’t fucking matter!”, she says into my ear.

I don’t argue. I start fucking her with everything I got. Both of us trying to keep our moans quiet even though the bed is making more than enough noise that being silent is irrelevant at this point. I’m getting closer. Trying to hang on a little bit longer I go to adjust by taking my hand off her throat, but to my surprise she grabs my hand and holds it down tighter. That was it. I explode into the condom inside of her, thrusting as deep as possible as I slow to a stop. My body fills with orgasmic pleasure. Daisy digs her fingers into my back.

“Oh my god”, we let out in unison.

I pull out and toss the condom. After slipping my boxers on quick, I pop back into bed. We just lay there silently for a little bit before verbally reliving what just transpired between us. Soon enough we both get into some pajamas and cuddle up together under the covers. Luckily, she’s the perfect height for me, so our bodies wrap up together quite nicely for falling asleep. And I don’t think I’ve slept better to date. The only thing that could’ve made that date more perfect, would’ve been waking up to a morning quickie. And thankfully, that wish would cum true too.