“Yes please”.
This is part 3 of my sex life. Everything here is true. For backstory, please read
Scene 1: I kept seeing SN. It wasn’t a relationship but we were kind of exclusive with each other. SN had this desire to always true and buy me stuff. She would work during the week just so we could go out on the weekend. She paid off her main bills, helped her parents, and the rest we spent. She got enjoyment out of seeing me smile and showing me off. She loved buying herself underwear and showing me. I didn’t mention this before but SN had a very good lower body. She always wanted to give me an orgasm. “Yes please” became our phrase. When we texted and we asked if we wanted to see pictures of each other, or just about any question we would always reply with “yes please”. I was not expecting this at all. The first date we went on, we went to a diner that she worked at part time. We sat at a booth with some of her friends. As soon as we sat down, she put her hand on my thigh. As the night progressed, she starts rubbing my dick through my pants. This is the first time that I had to keep a calm face while being turned on. I could see her smiling as other people were talking because she was feeling how hard I was getting. She then stopped, leaned over to her friend and whispered something. She then turned to me, leaned over, and said “do you want to cum?”, I of course replied “yes please”. We went to an employee only area. Apparently, it was an area that employees used to either hide out or do stuff since it was outside and gated. She pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. As we were making out, she took my dick out through my zipper and start giving me a handjob. As we kissed, I would grab her butt and she would start stroking faster. After a couple of minutes of kissing and rubbing I would cum all over the floor and her hand. As we went inside, she went into the bathroom and I just went back to the table and sat down with a smile. The part that amazes me till today is that no one cared or batted an eye. They just continued talking and I joined in the conversation as if it was a normal thing. The next week I was told to meet her at a bowling rink. I hate bowling! Its nothing against the sport, I just don’t enjoy it. I obliged and met up with her at the bowling rink.
Her family was there and I could tell they were sizing me up. I was introduced as a friend, so I behaved like one. I kept my distance and didn’t touch her, however we still looked at each other. The longer the night went on the more the tension built up. I could tell she wanted to do stuff that she wasn’t allowed to. The entire night, if one of us wasn’t bowling we were giving side looks and always caught each other staring. The bowling got boring and SN told her mom that we were going to go get ice cream and would be back.
The second we got to a spot that her family couldn’t see us outside we started making out. The tension and the passion was so intense we just couldn’t wait. I wanted to touch her so much that I took a risk and start putting my hand in her pants. She moaned. As I slid my hand in her pants I could feel her wet pussy through her underwear. Her pants were so tight on her ass that I could barely move my hands around. I put a finger on her clit but I couldn’t move much more than that. As soon as I touched it she clenched her fists. She looked at me and said I can’t take much more. We got in the car and continued. I told her I wanted to touch her more since she always touches me; she said “yes please”.