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Chapter 7: The phone call from Layla, and the second date with Layla
On Monday morning, Layla called. She wanted to confirm a time and place
for dinner. We settled on a small Italian restaurant in town, and chose
to eat late so that we would be able to talk. She was time constrained,
because she needed to get to work at the Hospital, so our phone call was
short.
On Monday evening, I returned to the men's store. The same sales person
was there. I explained I needed another set of clothes for dinner the
following night at a casual restaurant after work. He raced through the
racks, pulling out a pair of khaki pants, a designer shirt (at least he
said it was a designer shirt), a contrasting tie (gave me a choice of a
regular tie and a bow tie), socks that had a polka-dot pattern in similar
colors to both the shirt and the tie, and a navy microfiber windbreaker.
He said this was fashionable post-work attire. If I needed something
super spiffy, I should consider exchanging the windbreaker for a pale
cream colored linen jacket. I told him I'd take the jacket. He then sold
me on a matching pair of pants, a capri blue tie, bright blue socks, and
a white shirt, so I could now mix and match pieces. I also got some new
boxers, which he also picked out. They came in a package of six, and were
various colors, but with pinstripes or polka dots. As he was checking me
out, he suggested I burn my present clothing.
On Monday night, my phone rang. It was Layla. She just wanted to "ask a
few questions" before our date. The first thing she asked was whether I
bought new clothes. I confessed I had. We both laughed. She then asked if
I was 100% Italian? I confessed I was. She said she wanted the date to be
perfect, and would I be disappointed if the restaurant didn't have good
food? I told her I had eaten there before, and the food was very good.
She asked if I was hairy? She said she didn't like guys who had a lot of
chest hair, and especially, back hair. After laughing at the question, I
confessed that I was not. She said she'd have asked me to shave, if I
was. She then requested I shave my pubes. I was a bit taken aback and
said nothing.
There was a silence, which she broke. She explained that she was counting
Sunday as our first and second dates. Tuesday would be our third date,
and "something might happen" if we both wanted it to. I told her I'd
comply with her request, with pleasure. I told her I expected her to do
the same. She said she had shaved what little pubic hair she had tonight,
and was "squeekly clean." She asked if I wanted her to wear the falsies,
or can she just go au-naturelle with a slightly padded bra. I told her I
prefer her in her natural state. She said she was happy to hear that.
She then got down to the hard questions... Had I ever been with a man?
No. Had I ever considered being with a man? No, but I don't consider you
a man. She thanked me for that. Had I considered that I may come in
contact with her cock during sex? I had. Was I ok with touching her cock?
I said I was. She asked if I would do more than that? I said I would. She
didn't press for details, and I didn't offer. She asked if I had a recent
AIDS test? I had not. She said she had, and would show me she was
negative tomorrow night. She also suggested I use a home AIDS test that I
could buy at the pharmacy. I said I would. She said I should bring
condoms appropriate to my size. I said I would.
She asked the question that men will always lie to: "How big is your
cock?" But, before I could answer, she said she'd come equipped with a
ruler, and if I was off more than 1/4", she would beat my cock with the
ruler. I told her I'd have to get back to her on the exact size, once I
had an erection and could answer the question. She then asked me, having
seen her videos, what part of her turns me on the most. I told her the
thing that turns me on the most is that she loves anal sex, and her hole
is so pretty. She asked about her breasts, and I told her those were nice
too. She asked which outfit I liked best? I told her the cosplay
schoolgirl. She asked if my cock was hard? It was. So, she told me to
measure it. It measured out at 7" in length and 2" across. She told me
that was a great size for her.
She asked if I had ever done cosplay? I had not. She said she really
liked it. It gave her a chance to play a role. She asked if I had ever
role played? I said I had while playing certain games, but not during
sex. She asked if I would like her to wear the cosplay schoolgirl outfit,
the Nun outfit, little red riding hood, the little bear, or just pretty
lingere? I told her she should decide. She asked if I was still erect? I
told her I was. She told me she was sitting on a chair that has a dildo
attached to it, and her ass was really enjoying it. She said if I wanted
to jerk off, she'd ride the dildo so I could hear her cum. I told her I
was game. She put the phone on speaker and it was pretty clear she was
riding a dildo. She was making moaning sounds, and gasping occasionally.
I stroked my cock. After a few minutes, she started crying out. "Tony,
fuck my ass. That's good. Right there. Oh! More! More! That's it. That's
the way I like it. Oh! Right there! Yes! Yes! Pound my ass! Oh My God!
Yes! More!" I came. I told her I came, loudly. "Take it in your ass!" I
cried out. She continued her dialog for another minute. Out of breath,
she asked "Did you come?." "Didn't you hear me?" I asked. She said she
was zoned out while riding the dildo, because she was more or less
continuously coming for the last 3 minutes. She said she had a "huge
puddle" on the floor in front of her. She asked about me. I confessed I
had shot it all over my pants. She told me she was so comfortable with
me, that that was the first time she had ever done anything like that
over the phone. She told me she'd send me a selfie, to hold me over until
tomorrow night's date. I thanked her in advance for the selfie, and was
looking forward to Tuesday's date. We both said good night and hung up.
A few minutes after we hung up, I got a selfie of her. The picture showed
her licking cum off the floor. It took all my willpower to not jerk off
to it. Instead, I shaved my pubic hair, and then went to bed.
On Tuesday morning, Layla called me and asked if I liked the selfie. I
said I had. She told me not to forget the home aids test and the condoms.
I told her I would be stopping at the pharmacy for both. She said she was
on her way to work, and was eagerly awaiting our date tonight.
On the way into work, I picked up the test and condoms. At work, I
administered the test. I was negative.
I arrived at the restaurant 20 minutes early, and Layla was already
there. She was wearing a white blouse and capri pants. Her skin glowed in
contrast to the white clothes. I told her she looked very pretty in such
a simple outfit. She complimented me on my new clothes. We went inside.
As we were going in, she patted my ass and whispered in my ear, "I hope
you remembered to shave." I turned and said, "I did remember." Once at
the table, we ordered some wine and exchanged tests. Hers was 2 days old
and negative. We had a nice meal. The restaurant was mostly empty. We
talked about work, mostly, like an old married couple. Underneath the
table, she was rubbing my leg with her foot. She asked me if she could
come home with me. I told her we could skip dessert.
Outside the restaurant, she told me she knew where I lived, and she'd
drive her own car over and meet me there. We both raced back to my house.
She had a large purse she was carrying, instead of the small clutch she
had at the restaurant. When we got inside the front door, I didn't even
have the door closed and she was already stripping out of her blouse! I
closed the door, and she was down to underwear and shoes by the time I
turned around. She was a vision in plain white cotton underwear. "Help me
off with the bra" she said, and turned around. I unsnapped her bra. She
dropped it to the floor. Without turning around she raced up the stairs.
I followed her, discarding the jacket and tie as I was going. It took me
a few extra seconds to get upstairs. I saw the hall bath door close as I
got up there.
"I'll be out in a sec. I just need to do some girl things. Meet you in
the bedroom!" she yelled through the door.
I went into my bedroom and took off my shirt, pants, shoes, and socks. My
cock was straining my boxers, but I left those on.
I heard the toilet flush, and she came in a minute later. She was wearing
a white silk camisole and silk tap pants. Her nipples were clearly
visible against the thin fabric. I looked down as she got onto the bed.
She had an erection visible through the fabric, as well. She crawled up
to my face and climbed on top of me, kissing me hard on the lips. I
kissed back. She wiggled on top of me. I put my arms around her. I could
feel her thigh against my cock. She was intentionally rubbing against me.
I could feel her cock against my abdomen. I moved my hands to her ass.
She kissed me harder, and put her tongue in my mouth. I squeezed her ass
and she humped against me. I rolled her over onto her back. I was on top
now. She broke the kiss.
"I want to be on top," she said and then started to kiss me again. I
rolled us back. She was back on top. She broke the kiss and slithered
down so she was sitting on my knees. Her hands took mine and put them
under her camisole. I felt her hard little nipples. She smiled and said,
"Pinch them." I pinched them. She moaned and reached down to feel my cock
through the boxers. It was making a tent pole. She stroked it and then
pulled the boxers aside and let out a moan as I pinched her nipples
again. She was holding my cock in both hands and stroking it. Her head
was thrown back. She was enjoying my touching her breasts. I couldn't
hold back. I came. As soon as she felt the cum erupting, she pulled back
and made a bee line for my cock. The first two squirts were onto her
face. The rest were directly into her mouth. She continued to stroke my
cock with her hands, and held if in her mouth until it got soft. I sighed
when she took it out of her mouth. "I'm sorry," I said. "No problem.
You'll last longer the second time," she said. "This usually doesn't
happen to me," I said. "It's really not a big deal," she said, and then
began to pick the cum off her face with her fingers. She then licked my
cum off of them. "Tasty," she said. When she finished with her hands, she
stripped off my boxers entirely, shed her camisole and hopped back into
bed.
"Would you be embarassed or ill at ease if I took off my shorts?" she
asked. I answered that I wouldn't. She got up on her knees and pulled
down her shorts. Her cock popped out, completely erect. I had seen it in
videos, but that's somehow detached from reality. Having her real cock
not even an arms length away was causing me to wonder about my sexuality.
She sat back down and wiggled the shorts off completely.
"Would you like to see my ass in real life?" she asked. I swallowed and
nodded. She turned around and sat on my abdomen, then leaned forward. She
had a scent of some kind of soap. Her hole was right there, not even a
foot from face. It was prettier in real life than on the video. I told
her it was very pretty. She winked it at me. I reached out to touch it.
She pulled away and turned around. She said she'd like to snuggle a bit
until I was ready again. She climbed back on top of me. I could feel her
cock against me. She leaned down and kissed me. I could taste something
different. I realized I was tasting my dried cum on her lips. She put her
tongue in my mouth. I pulled back.
"Something wrong?" she asked.
"I wasn't really expecting, well, you know," I said.
"I don't know," she said.
"You just had cum in your mouth," I said.
"Oh, you'll have to get used to that. I'm very greedy when it comes to
cum. I don't want any to go to waste. When it's warm and fresh, it's very
sweet. By now, you're probably tasting the saltiness it gets as it dries
out," she said.
"Yes, that's the taste I was getting," I said.
"If you want to be with me, you'll get used to it," she said again.
"I guess I will," I replied.
She started kissing me again. We kissed for maybe another minute and then
I noticed she was rubbing her cock against me.
"Do you need relief?" I asked.
"Yes, I do," she said.
"What would you propose?" I asked.
"Would you touch it?" she asked. I reached between us and lightly touched
her cock. She broke the kiss and leaned back, giving me access to touch
more than the edge. I touched it lightly with both hands. She was
smiling.
"You know what a cock likes. Don't be shy," she said.
I put my hand around her cock. It was very hard. Not as thick as mine,
but it was definitely longer. "How does that feel?" I asked.
"Stroke it," she said. I began to pump her cock. She shifted position to
give me a better view and access. Her cock was about a foot from my face.
I continued to stroke it. She began to knead her breasts. She was
breathing hard. The first spurt took me by surprise. It sailed through
the air and landed on my nose. Instinctively, I pushed her cock down and
stopped stroking. I closed my eyes. The second spurt spread over my
chest. I pushed her cock lower. She pushed my hands away and stroked her
cock to continue the orgasm. More cum dripped onto my chest. I was
blocking my face with my hands. She stopped stroking and scooted back
down, bringing her face up close to mine, my hands between our faces. She
lightly touched my hands.
"I'm done. You can look now," she said. I moved my hands away and opened
my eyes. She had the angelic smile I had grown to love.
"Let me clean you up," she said, wiping the cum from my nose with her
finger and then depositing it in her mouth. When that was done, she
continued with my chest, scooping up cum with her fingers and putting it
into her mouth. I laid there and watched her. It was a little erotic. At
the end, she forced a kiss on me. When she stuck her tongue into my
mouth, I could swear she had saved up the cum she just licked up. The
taste was sweet, much sweeter and much more juicy than regular saliva. I
sucked on her tongue, forced my tongue into her mouth, and squeezed her
ass. We rolled around on the bed a bit, kissing and touching each other.
When I was finally ready for round 2, she looked at the clock and
announced that she had to get home. She had to be at work early the next
day. She suggested a shower before she left. I took that to mean she
wanted to shower with me. We showered. We touched. I even cleaned her
cock for her. I also cleaned her ass and her breasts, of course. When we
towel dried each other, I didn't hold back trying to get her to stay for
another go at it. She was, however, adament that she had to leave and get
a good night's sleep for work.
After she got dressed, she asked if we could skip the date and she could
come over tomorrow night. I told her that I'd very much like that. We had
a passionate kiss at the door, and she left.
After she left, I furiously jerked off to the mental image of her licking
her fingers.
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