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This is the third chapter of Cassie's Dream Date. In the first chapter,
Cassandra (Cassie) meets Roger Wilson, author of "Love, Lies, and Lust",
a story of transgender love. She's 30, and he's 40-something. She's a
supermodel. He's average, dresses well, and has a nice car. They make a
date to have dinner and go dancing later. Cassie gets his phone number
written on her hand. After he leaves, she has a wild fantasy date, which
turns out to be pure fantasy, as she had been daydreaming the whole
thing in Starbucks. In the second chapter, she gets ready for her date
by masterbating onto his picture. He arrives at her house. They go down
to his Ferrari. Cassie has a wild fantasy about him giving her a helping
hand while he drives, and finds that Roger hasn't even gotten into the
car yet.
... "Roger, I need to go back upstairs for a moment, Sorry!" I said,
opening the door and getting out of the car with surprising ease.
I sprinted up the stairs to my apartment, fishing the key out of my bag.
I quickly opened the door, rushed in, and went straight to the
bathroom.
I need to get the latina wonder out and dried off, and back downstairs
before Roger thinks that I'm calling off the date.
If I just pulled up my dress and down my panties, there's a possibility
that the latina wonder would drip or sling some come onto my dress. So,
I decided to remove the dress. There's no hanger in the bathroom, so I
sprinted to my bedroom and hung it up. Back to the bathroom, I planted
my butt on the seat as I pull off the panties, expecting the worst...
Surprisingly, the panties are only moist, as is the latina wonder. I
guess I didn't have a full orgasm after all, just dripped a lot of pre-
come. I dropped the panties into the hamper. I wiped myself for good
measure, although it wasn't really necessary. As I exited the bathroom
door, the latina wonder, now free, is quite hard and bobbing up and down
in front of me.
"Hello, Cassie, are you all right?" comes a call from Roger, who has
opened the apartment door, which apparently didn't close when I came in.
I'm between the bedroom and the bathroom, completely naked except for my
red shoes and earrings. He's getting a great view. I froze, and
instinctively closed my eyes thinking if I can't see him, he can't see
me.
"Oops!" he says, turning away.
I hurried to the bedroom. "Roger, you can come into the apartment now."
I yelled.
I hear the apartment door click shut.
"Roger, are you out there?" I yell.
"Yes, I'm here Cassie. Sorry about that, I didn't realize you'd be
walking around naked," Roger replies.
"I had a little problem with the panties. Apparently, your Italian car
isn't compatible with French cut panties," I said.
Roger laughed. "It's an insidious plan of Italians to deprive girls of
their virginity."
"Ha! I lost my virginity in a Ford!" I replied.
"I lost mine in Suzy's parent's bed!" Roger replied.
"Naughty boy!" I cried out.
I made the decision to go for it. "I'll be just a minute. Have a seat,"
I called to Roger.
A few minutes later, I emerged from the bedroom. I was wearing a pair of
white leather thigh high boots, a white leather corset, a white collar
with a big D ring on the front, and two white leather cuffs on my
wrists. I struck a wonder woman pose, feet wide apart, hands on my hips.
My latina wonder was rock hard, and was twitching up and down with my
rapid heartbeat. My nipples were rock hard, and visible over the top of
the corset.
Roger was sitting in a chair facing away from the bedroom and hadn't
heard me come in.
"Roger, can you help me with my dress?" I said.
Roger stood up, turned around, and his jaw nearly hit the ground. He
stammered, "Wow!"
"Roger, I think you know what I need right now," I said, looking down at
the latina wonder.
Roger took off his coat, tossing it onto the sofa.
"That's enough undressing for now," I said.
Roger came over and kissed me, gripping the latina wonder with his left
hand and giving it a playful squeeze. It was so hard it didn't squeeze.
I broke the kiss and looked him in the eye.
He knelt on the ground, still holding the latina wonder in his hand, and
began to kiss it. It felt great to me. It felt even better when he
began
to lick it, and even better when it finally got into his mouth. While
he's not in my league when it comes to cock sucking, he's obviously not
inexperienced. His tongue danced over the head as he enthusiastically
worked the latina wonder in and out of his mouth. After a few minutes, I
grabbed his tie, pulling him close. I like to feel my man's lips touch
the root of the latina wonder, his nose pressed against my abdomen. That
means that he'll usually have to get some of it into his throat. As I
pulled Roger by the tie, he got the idea that I wanted more in his
mouth, and accommodated me. He coughed a bit, and gagged a bit as it hit
the back of his throat, but he was a trooper and kept going. When I
grabbed his head and seated my latina wonder down his throat, he got a
little frantic. I guess he never did that before, and wasn't aware that
he wouldn't be able to breathe with it embedded in his throat. I pulled
back.
"Breathe in when I pull it out," I said.
Roger breathed.
"Swallow" I said, pushing it back into his throat.
He swallowed, and my latina wonder was back in his throat. His nose was
against my abdomen. I could feel his lips tickling the root of the
latina wonder. He began to struggle again. I pulled back. He breathed.
"Swallow," I said, pushing it back into his throat.
He swallowed, and I pushed the latina wonder deep into his throat again,
a little harder. We continued the breathe/swallow exercise until he
overcame the gag reflex. Soon, I was fucking his throat and he was
remembering to breathe. Eventually, though, all good things come to an
end. I felt it begin in my balls, as they slapped against his chin. It
travelled up to the head, which was being squeezed beautifully by his
throat. And then, it exploded. I held his head tightly, possibly yelling
at him, as I came down his throat. He squirmed a bit, swallowed, and
moved his head. My hands held him tight. He was going to take it all.
After a seemingly endless flow, I knew I had no more to give, and
released my grip on his head. He pulled back, coughed a dozen times, and
breathed heavily.
He looked up at me. His face was wet with tears. He took the latina
wonder in his hand again, and squeezed it's softening length. He put his
tongue on the end of it, and squeezed/pulled out a drop of come, which
he caught on his tongue and swallowed.
"You're the best Roger!" I said.
He smiled up at me, as he continued to lick the head of the latina
wonder.
"Give me a few minutes! I'm not a porn star!" I said laughing.
"Give me the come!" he said, his voice hoarse and cracking, as he
laughed.
I laughed, grabbing his tie and pulling him to stand. He got up and,
with a brief stop to lick my nipples, was soon standing face to face.
His hands roamed over my body.
"Your face is all wet," I said, wiping it with his tie.
He leaned forward for a kiss, and I gave him a hard one. His tongue went
into my mouth, and I sucked on it like a little cock. My hands were
working on his belt, then his pants, and finally, on his erection tent-
poling his boxer shorts. I unbuttoned his shirt, undid his tie, and had
him naked except for his socks in under a minute. I broke the kiss.
"We need some lube and a condom. There's both in the end table right
there," I said.
He stepped back, reluctant to let go off my ass, which he had been
fondling, and stepped over to the end table. By the time he had
retrieved it, I was bent over the sofa, on top of his coat, holding my
ass cheeks apart. I squeezed my sphincter, making my crinkled brown hole
wink at him.
He took his wet tie, now ruined, and threaded it between the wrist
cuffs, tying them together. He had a big smile on his face.
He quickly got the condom on, and poured on the lube generously. In 3.2
seconds he was lining up his cock with my hole. Another second and he
had speared me to the hilt. Roger's cock is perfect for anal. Not too
thick, but nice and long. When he banged the end of my colon, I felt
joy. When he did it again, and again, and again, it sent me into another
world, full of pleasure. After a few minutes, he had me roll onto my
back. He pounded me even harder; my legs turned to jelly, my feet over
his shoulders. His hands roamed between my latina wonder and my bouncing
breasts. He switched positions, turning me onto my side, holding one
leg
straight up in the air as he pulled the latina wonder to life with one
hand. My ass felt like the center of my universe. Roger's cock pounding
it felt like the most natural thing in the world. My latina wonder was
waking up, hardening, and enjoying the attention of Roger's hand. Roger
stiffened, thrusting his cock as deep as he could. His hands squeezed me
hard. He moaned as he came, stroking the latina wonder as hard as he
possibly could. When he recovered, he continued to stroke the latina
wonder, more softly now, as his own cock remained in my ass. It felt
good. It felt right.
"Come for me, Cassie," he whispered, stroking my latina wonder with one
hand and lightly touching my nipples with his other hand.
I was getting aroused, but there was little likelihood I would be able
to come again. "I'd like to, but I don't think I could come again so
soon," I said.
He sighed a sigh of disappointment. His cock, still somewhat hard, was
beginning to slip out of my ass. He pulled it all the way out. I looked
down to see the condom bulging with his come.
"That's a big load there," I said.
"I'm known for that," Roger said.
"Are you sure that isn't some of mine in there?" I said with a giggle.
"That's why I come so much. I drink all that I can from my partner,
metabolize it in my body quickly, and feed it back to her when I come."
he said in a mad scientist voice
I laughed. "You'll have to teach me that trick. I'd love to do that
myself."
"It's not something you can learn easily. There's a lot of practice
involved," he said, winking at me.
"Let's get a shower, hit the bed, and then we can begin the lesson," I
said, untangling my legs from around him.
"Sounds great, but is it ok to leave a Ferrari outside overnight?" he
asked.
"Probably not. Let's hit the shower, get dressed, and go to your place,"
I suggested.
"You can come to my lair..." Roger said mysteriously.
"I expect to come in your lair..." I said, grabbing his hand and heading
towards the bethroom.
...I opened my eyes. I'm standing between the bathroom and the bedroom,
and Roger is checking me out. I'm still naked except for shoes and
earrings. The leather encounter was just a dream dreamt in but a few
seconds. I look down, my latina wonder is bobbing and hard.
"Wow! Nice view!" Roger hoots.
I hurry into the bedroom, unwilling to let him see more. "A nice guy
would have looked away, not hooted like a construction worker," I yelled
out of the bedroom at him.
"I apologize. But, it's not every day that my dream girl streaks in
front of me!" he called back.
"You saw everything, didn't you?" I call out, as I begin to rummage
around my bedroom drawers
"Not everything, but enough to keep me interested for the next 30 or 40
years!" he calls back.
I find what I'm looking for in the drawer, put on a robe, and come out
of the bedroom to the living room.
"I have something for you," I said, handing him the item in my hand.
He takes it, looks it over, and says, "Is this necessary?"
"Yes, absolutely. If you want to go on a date with your dream girl, you
need to play by her rules," I say.
He puts the black leather hood on his head, with some difficulty. I lace
up the back nice and tight. He can no longer see. His mouth is held
open with a metal ring.
"It's just for a few minutes, until I'm fully dressed, Mr. Peeping Tom,"
I say, with a laugh.
And then, I whisper into his ear, "Your book was wet because I came on
it. You looked great with a white mustache and goo dripping down your
face. Be back in a few minutes. Don't wander away!" and I laughed a
mysterious laugh...
Will Cassie take advantage of Roger while he's unable to see, or will
she release him unscathed? The answer in Chapter 4.
Alma
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