Tricia Time III A Real Date with a Real Man
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Tricia Time IV - My Date with Greg
As I described in Tricia Time III, I ran into my new friend Beth at Club
Paradise when I was out on my real date with Linda's brother, Vince. She
was there with a date and her brother Greg, and she told me how
interested he was in me and that he would like to ask me out. She thought
I should go out with him and gave me her number and his number in case I
decided to do it. I wasn't sure if I could or should do that, since I had
such a good time with Vince and told him that he was the only man I
wanted to be with, but Linda convinced me that since I was entering the
"dating men" scene so late, I shouldn't limit myself to just one man.
After discussing it with Linda, I called Beth on Tuesday night and asked
her about Greg. She was so excited and happy that I had called! When he
saw me at the club with Vince, he couldn't stop talking about me and
couldn't keep his eyes off of me. He told her that he hoped I wasn't
going steady with Vince, and after she gave me his number, he mentioned a
couple of times that he really wanted me to call him.
She told me that he had some sort of accounting job at the local
hospital, and seemed to be doing well financially. However, his personal
life was not so happy. His wife was killed in an accident a little more
than a year ago and he hasn't been out with anyone since then. He really
didn't do much socially, and she even had to talk him into going out the
night he saw me. She wasn't completely happy with Dave, the guy she was
seeing, and wanted Greg there for a little support in case the evening
didn't go well.
Beth mentioned a couple of times that Greg was a really great guy - kind,
funny, and intelligent - and she thought that we would make a good
couple, so I decided to give it a try. I told her that Vince and I were
not seeing each other exclusively, and I would love to meet Greg. I
decided to be honest and let her know that I was married, and she really
seemed to be okay with that. She just wanted her brother to get out and
have fun, and said that we would worry about that later if we had to.
"And you shouldn't worry about him being safe for, well, you know,
whatever happens. He and his wife were high school sweethearts and I
don't think he's even been with another woman but her."
"Are you sure that he's OK with seeing someone like me?" I inquired.
"Tricia, I told him about you as soon as I caught him checking you out,
and you're all he's been talking about since he saw you. He asks me every
day if you've called me about him. So, when can I tell him you're
available?"
That made me blush. A man was really pursuing me and hoping I would call!
I hated to wait so long, but the next opportunity I had was two weekends
away, so we made the date for that Saturday night.
I was dizzy with excitement as I called Linda to tell her the news. She
was very happy for me, and told me, "I really think you're doing the
right thing, Tricia. You need to get out more often and it sounds like he
does, too. And I've got just the outfit in mind!"
I stopped by Linda's once during the time before our date, and we talked
about what I would need to get ready.
"I have your clothes all ready for you, honey, and I think you'll be very
happy with your new look."
Ooh! A new look! I could hardly wait for this Tricia Time to get here!
"Linda, you do so much for me already, and this date isn't even with your
brother! Can I at least buy myself some new lingerie or shoes?" I asked.
"Tricia, you know I love helping you with your transformation and
watching you develop as a woman. I already have your lingerie, but why
don't you treat yourself to a new pair of black heels, maybe four inch or
so?"
"That sounds good," I replied. "I'll pick up a pair tonight. Thank you so
much, Linda!"
"Don't mention it, honey. Just make sure you find some time to break them
in before your date."
It seemed like it took forever for the Saturday of our date to arrive. I
had found a really cute pair of black pumps and had worn them every
chance I had to break them in, and now I couldn't wait to see what I
would be wearing them with.
When the day finally arrived, I went through my usual shaving ritual,
making sure that I was completely smooth and trimmed just in case Greg
did a little exploring. As I prepared myself, I was excited about meeting
him, but found myself surprisingly calm. I was relaxed and really
enjoying the process. Was I already getting used to going out on dates
with guys?
Although I was cool and composed for the moment, the suspense was killing
me as I pulled into Linda's parking lot. What did she pick out for me to
wear this time?
When I entered the store, she gave me a big hug, saying, "I'm so glad
you're doing this, honey. You're going to have a great time. Now get in
there and let's turn you into Tricia!"
On the chair in the dressing room was a styrofoam head holding a new wig,
longer and darker than my usual one, with very loose big curls at the
ends. Removing my clothes, I looked in the bag and saw a fuzzy red
sweater and a black leather skirt - wow, that's going to look good! I
pulled the items out of the bag and found a pair of black pantyhose and a
sexy, lacy black bra and panty set. Hmmm - no stocking and garter belt. I
guess she's still looking out for her brother and doesn't want to make it
too easy for Greg to get into my panties. I didn't plan on going that far
with him, but my dates with Vince taught me to never say never!
I fastened the bra, stepped into the panties, and worked the very sheer
pantyhose up my smooth legs. Next was the skirt, which fit perfectly, of
course. That Linda never misses a thing. However, it was extremely short,
showing off almost every bit of my legs! I hoped Greg would like what he
was going to see, since he was going to see a lot of me in this skirt. I
arranged my breast forms, pulled on the sweater and slipped on my new
black pumps.
After arranging the wig on my head, I took a look in the mirror and
almost didn't recognize myself. Wow, this was a sexy look! Compared to
the girly pink outfit I wore on my last date, this was a darker and much
more sophisticated style.
When I emerged, I my first words were, "Linda, are you sure about this
skirt?"
Looking me up and down, she smiled and replied, "Honey, now I'm even more
sure than I was before!"
Linda did her usual great job on my makeup. She gave me dramatically dark
eyes with very long lashes, and glossy red lips and glue-on nails that
were the exact shade of my sweater. This was my hottest look yet, and I
really thought it Greg would like it - I know I did!
"You look beautiful, honey," she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"Now go show him just how much of a woman you can be."
I thanked Linda, gave her a kiss, and was off for my first date with a
new man!
Traffic was light so I got to the club in plenty of time, finding a
parking spot less than a block away. Feeling the cool breeze on my legs
as I walked from my car to the club made me feel nearly naked, which only
added to the excitement of being out again in public as Tricia. As I
walked through the front door of Club Paradise, I couldn't believe that I
let Linda talk me into wearing such a short skirt! I hoped that I didn't
look too slutty, but I had to admit that it felt good to be showing off
my legs like this.
I found the three of them sitting in a semi-circular booth, with Beth
sitting between the two guys. When Beth saw me, she jumped up and gave me
a big hug. "Wow, Tricia, you look great! I'm so glad you could make it.
Doesn't she look great, Greg?"
Greg stood up with a shy smile and said, "She sure does." I could see his
eyes travel all the way down my exposed legs to my heels and back up
again, ending up looking directly into mine. God, he was handsome! I felt
a familiar stirring in my panties as he gently shook my hand while Beth
took care of all of the introductions. She told me to slide in next to
her, which I did, with Greg taking the spot on the other side of me.
He was quite the gentleman, polite and respectful, but at first he was a
little nervous and seemed a bit distant. I made it a point to touch his
arm as we talked, hoping the contact would help him relax. I don't know
if it was the drinks or the company, but he did loosen up quite
noticeably as the evening went on.
Beth's date Dave, however, wasn't quite as taken with me as Greg was. At
first, he had a constant smirk on his face whenever he spoke to me, as if
he wasn't quite playing along with me being Tricia and it was a bit of a
joke to him. I pretty much ignored his attitude, and Beth gave him a
couple of dirty looks and nudges under the table until he finally let up
and treated me with a little more respect.
We had a few rounds of drinks and everybody relaxed (even Dave), and
before we knew it, we were carrying on like we had been friends for
years. I found myself flirting with Greg and he was giving it right back
to me. All of a sudden, Beth stood up and grabbed me by the hand, saying
"We have to go to the ladies' room." Laughing at the sudden change in
direction, I excused myself and allowed her to lead me down the hall.
As soon as the door closed behind us, she started with, "So, what do you
think about Greg? I really think he likes you! I haven't seen him smile
this much in a long time. It's so nice to see him having a good time.
Will you go out with him again?"
When she finally let me get a word in, all I could do was smile and say,
"I like him, too, Beth. He's a really nice guy and has made me feel very
comfortable. I hope we can get to know each other a little better." I was
now blushing.
Beth was beaming. "Oh, trust me, I can tell that he wants to see a lot
more of you! Now let's take care of business here and get back out there
so you can move things along a little further!"
We each finished up our restroom duties and met back at the mirror, where
I touched up my lipstick a bit and accompanied Beth back to our guys.
After another round and another hour of conversation, I announced that it
was getting late and I should be going home. Greg gave me a cute little
disappointed look and Beth asked me to stay just a little longer, but I
knew that it was time to roll. I rested my hand on Greg's arm to signal
that I needed him to move, and he slid out of the booth and stood up. I
scooted to the end of the booth and extended my hand. Greg took it in his
and helped me to my feet. Still holding on to his hand, I said goodbye to
Beth and Dave, and asked Greg if he would walk me to my car. I could see
a big smile spread across Beth's face as we walked out, hand in hand.
It seemed like Greg was having fun, but I wasn't really sure if he was
interested in seeing me again, or if maybe he had second thoughts about
seeing any girls like me. All I knew was that I really enjoyed being with
him and wanted to go out with him again. As we approached my car, I
decided that I had to find out what he was thinking.
I stopped walking and turned to face him, saying, "I had a very nice
evening and you're a really sweet guy. Thanks for asking me out, Greg." I
placed my right hand on his cheek, leaned forward and softly kissed him.
I had wanted to do that all night and just couldn't wait any longer. He
hesitated for a moment, and then took me in his arms and kissed me back.
Wow, and that man sure could kiss!
"Tricia, I want to ask you something..." he said, pausing for just a
second or two as he continued to hold me. "It's been a long time since
I've been on a date, and I was very nervous about this, but you made me
feel so comfortable. I had a great time, too, and I hope that you'll let
me take you out again."
"Oh yes, of course, I would love to!" I replied with a big smile, leaning
in to kiss him again. There was absolutely no hesitation from him this
time. We wrapped our arms around each other and we continued our lip lock
for around half a minute.
"Let's go to my car where we can have a little privacy," he whispered as
he led me across the parking lot.
As we approached the car, he reached into his pocket and pushed the
remote to unlock the doors. Greg opened the door to the back seat, held
my hand as I entered, and then slid in next to me, pulling the door
closed behind him. As soon as the door closed, I turned to face him and
reached up with both arms, encircling his neck. I felt his strong hands
on my sides as he pulled me closer and we resumed our kissing.
I parted my glossy lips to accept his probing tongue and eagerly offered
mine to his willing mouth. We must have made out for about 15 minutes,
and the windows were steaming up from the heat we were generating.
His hand was exploring my thigh and I detected a hard lump in his pants,
so I unbuckled his belt, undid the button and pulled down his zipper to
make him a little more comfortable. His kisses got a little hotter when I
reached into his underwear and pulled out a very long, thick penis. His
dick was so hot and hard! Just touching it sent a thrill throughout my
body, and when I leaned over and gave it a long, warm kiss, he sighed
with delight.
I reached down on the seat between us and felt around in my purse until I
found a condom. Reluctantly, I moved my lips off of him and sat up while
tearing open the rubber. I rolled the condom down his hard cock, saying
with a little smile, "I hope you understand that I'll need to use these
until we get to know each other a little better." I gave him a sweet
little kiss on the lips and turned my attention back to his crotch.
Without hesitating, I leaned over and took him into my mouth. I'm not
sure which one of us needed this more, and it really didn't matter since
we were both enjoying the moment so much. Greg had pulled up my sweater
and was caressing my bare back as I bobbed up and down on him. As I
stroked his shaft and gently sucked on the head, I could hear his
breathing change and felt him get a little larger in my hand.
He was breathing so hard, but he still managed to whisper "Oh my god,
please, yes, please, don't stop!"
As my lips slid down his shaft again, I giggled at the thought of this
big strong man looking so helpless as he begged me to suck him off. I
always thought that the man was in the driver's seat when a woman was
going down on him, but now I knew that she has all of the power at a
moment like this.
I also wished that he was still uncovered. Had I never tasted the real
thing, I wouldn't know what I was missing, but after going down on Vince
and experiencing a real cock in my mouth, a rubber-covered one just
wasn't the same.
This poor man had gone without physical contact for quite a while, so I
wanted to make this blowjob one he would remember for a long time. I was
sucking, licking, rubbing and loving his dick with all of the passion
that I had, and I could tell that he wasn't going to last very much
longer.
After just a couple of minutes of this, he groaned and I felt the rubber
fill with shot after shot of his cum. It felt so good to be able to do
that to a man. "Someday, that will be going down my throat," I thought to
myself and smiled as I held him in my mouth and felt the last few squirts
of what was quite a good load.
I released his cock from my mouth and moved up to kiss him, my hand still
holding his dick. I saw tears in his eyes and all he could say was, "Oh
Tricia" as our lips met again.
He gave me a tender, gentle kiss and then held me tightly as his
breathing slowly returned to normal and he recovered from his orgasm. As
we sat there in his car, I couldn't help but notice that he didn't want
to let me go, like he was holding on for dear life. It felt like he
didn't want this night to be over, and I know I was definitely ready for
more.
"Greg, would you like to take me to your place so we could... continue
this?"
His eyes widened and he replied, "Oh, I'd love to do that, Tricia! Are
you sure you really want to?"
I just smiled and nodded, and got a shy smile in return.
Still gently grasping his cock, I noticed that it was still big and hard,
so I offered to get rid of his condom.
"Can I help you with this? After all, I did help you fill it, so the
least I could do is to take it off of you,"
"Would you? I'd really like that."
I carefully rolled it about three-quarters of the way up his shaft, and
then pulled it the rest of the way off, being careful not to drip
anything onto Greg or his car seat. Suddenly, I was overtaken by an
irresistible urge. The combination of the feel of his cock in my hand,
the smell of his cum, and the information from Beth about his lack of
contact with other women overcame any doubts I had about taking the next
step.
Leaning over, I opened my mouth as wide as I could, moved it down his
dick, and closed my lips around him, tasting the wonderful remnants of
his salty load.
"Tricia! Oh my God, Tricia!" he cried out at the feel of my warm mouth on
his bare, sensitive, cum-covered penis.
I tenderly licked and sucked him completely clean, taking my time to get
every last delicious bit.
Finally, I sat up, smiled at Greg, and simply said, "Let's go. I'll
follow you."
As we drove to his place, the ten minute drive felt like an hour. I
couldn't wait to experience some alone time with my new man.
We parked our cars in his driveway and he quickly guided me inside his
home. As we made out in the dim light of the living room, I unbuttoned
his shirt and then threw it back off his shoulders. Next, I wrapped my
arms around his waist and slid down his chest, kissing down his body as I
went down to my knees. His belt was no challenge for me and as his pants
dropped down to his ankles, I pulled his boxers down to follow them. An
erect penis came springing up toward me, which I caught in my warm mouth,
causing him to moan with pleasure and surprise.
Pulling back for just a second, I finally got a good look at his cock. It
was noticeably thicker than Vince's, and a good inch or two longer. Wow,
this was going to feel great inside me!
Taking him back in, I reached down and fumbled for his shoes. It took a
little while to get them and his socks off and to free him from his
fallen pants, but I was in no hurry. I could have bobbed up and down on
that gorgeous dick for hours!
I sucked on his warm meat for another minute or two, and then it was time
to move on to even better things.
I popped him out of my mouth and asked, "Which way to your bedroom,
baby?"
He took me by the hand and led me down the hall. As we approached the
door, he motioned for me to enter first as he reached in and turn on the
light switch.
The bedroom was neat and clean, with yellow walls and lacy curtains,
obviously decorated by a woman. This was the bed he had shared with his
wife, so I hoped that he wasn't going to be bothered by the fact that he
would be making love to another woman here.
The lights were brighter here than in the living room, and as Greg walked
across the room to turn down the lamp, I got to see his full nude
gorgeous body - and what a body it was! I felt a shiver run from my head
down to the tips of my toes at the thought of having this wonderful
specimen of masculinity all to myself for the night. Back at the bar, he
had mentioned that he was an athlete in school, and he obviously kept
himself in great shape since then.
Turning my back to him, I unzipped my little skirt and wiggled my hips,
causing it to fall to the floor. I stepped out of it and told him, "You
wait right here, honey. I've got to take care of a little business". As I
grabbed my purse and strutted away to the adjoining bathroom, I could
feel his eyes on me watching every step I took. He couldn't see the big
smile spreading across my face as I knew that this man wanted me as much
as I wanted him.
The first step was to take care of important matters. I stepped out of my
pumps, peeled off my pantyhose, pulled down my panties and sat on the
toilet to relieve myself. Next, I stuck the end of the tube of KY up
inside me and gave it a good squeeze, making sure to deposit plenty of
lubricant.
I slipped my panties back on and then removed my wig and pulled off my
sweater. Looking in the mirror, I realized that I should touch up my
makeup a little and replace the lipstick that I had left on his lips and
his dick. After accomplishing that, I carefully replaced my wig. I took
off my bra, but then noticed that it did add to the feminine look, so I
put it back on. I decided that I really did need to look into getting
real breasts.
I finally emerged wearing just my black bra and panties, ready to be
taken by my man.
He looked so cute sitting there on the edge of the bed, all naked and
nervous, like he couldn't believe what was happening. I walked up to him,
extended my hand, and guided him up from the bed so we could resume
making out. His hand went straight to my ass and never left it as we
kissed. I have to admit that it is Tricia's best feature and I'm happy
that it can bring joy in a couple of different ways to my men.
He caressed and massaged my cheeks, eventually slipping his hand inside
my panties to feel more skin. I broke our kiss just long enough to
recommend that he get rid of the panties, which he did, sliding them down
my smooth legs to my knees, where I reached down and completed the job.
The sensation of his hands on my bare butt was wonderful!
Greg maneuvered us to the edge of the bed and gently guided us onto it,
with me on my back and him lying to my left. He kissed my forehead, then
my nose, my lips and my chin, and then rested his head against my
breasts, facing away from me. As we silently lay there, just enjoying the
company of each other, he softly ran his fingers up and down my sides and
belly, occasionally brushing against my clit. After a few minutes of
teasing me, he surprised me by taking my little member in his hand.
Although I always assumed I was average sized, it was smaller than
Vince's, and therefore much smaller than Greg's, but that didn't bother
me. I actually considered it to be more feminine like this, if that's
possible. Besides, I was getting much more pleasure these days receiving
sex than I ever did giving, so I wasn't using mine much anyway.
When he started to gently stroke me, I mumbled, "You don't have to do
this, baby," but he continued for a little while until the sensations
were getting a little too strong for me to hold back for very much
longer. I could see that he was still quite erect and ready for whatever
I wanted to give him, so I decided that it was time to give him more.
"Greg, honey, I've got a little something in my purse that will help us.
Could you reach over and grab it for me?" I asked with a little smile.
He leaned over the bed and retrieved my purse, handing it to me with a
curious look on his face. His curious expression changed to a smile when
I pulled out that same little tube of KY that I had used on my bottom.
"Just sit back and let me get you good and ready for me, baby," I said as
I leaned over and gave his cockhead a soft kiss.
Squeezing a generous amount into my palm, I spread it up and down his
rigid shaft, feeling it grow even larger as I stroked it. When I had
thoroughly lubed him from base it to tip, I straddled Greg with my back
to him, and peeked back over my shoulder at him. He looked like he
couldn't believe what was about to happen.
"Before we go any further, let's just make sure this huge thing even fits
in me," I teased with a devilish grin. I wanted to make sure that he had
no worries about hurting me when he mounted me.
Reaching behind, I guided his cock toward my ass and lowered myself until
his head was just touching my puckered, pre-lubed opening. When he first
started penetrating me, I could feel him tense up as if he was afraid
that he was hurting me. As the tip slipped in and I opened up to accept
the head, he sighed and relaxed, giving out a little moan at the pleasure
of my tight tunnel wrapped around his sensitive organ.
"Mmmm, I think we can make this work," I commented as I slid slowly down
and felt inch after inch of him disappear inside me. When we reached
bottom, I just sat there for a moment, getting used to the wonderful
sensation of fullness. I began to slowly ride him, rising up about
halfway on his shaft and then sliding back down it. God, it felt so good
to have him inside me! I repeated this motion about a dozen times, just
enjoying the feeling of this big, beautiful cock and the sounds of
pleasure he was making, and then I dismounted him. His eyes were big and
he was speechless, wondering what was next.
After arranging the pillows with one at the head of the bed and one
halfway down, I lay down on my back with my head on the first pillow.
Raising my hips, I slid the second pillow under my lonely ass,
positioning it for easy entry.
"Come here and make love to me, Greg."
I spread my legs and Greg took his position between them, placed his
penis on my slick opening and gently pushed, barely opening me up. I
moaned, encouraging him to enter me. He leaned into me a bit, allowing
his lubed head to just slip inside my wet tunnel. This poor man wanted to
be inside me so badly but was being so considerate, afraid of going in
too quickly, but I needed more and I needed it right then.
I wrapped my legs around him and swiftly pulled him toward me, burying
his cock in me down to the balls and pulling his face down to mine. It
took my breath away for a second, but all I felt after that was pleasure.
After a few seconds, Greg began the familiar motions of lovemaking,
giving me sweet kisses as he established a rhythm in my bottom.
His eyes were closed as he slowly plowed me, sinking deep on every
thrust. He had a look of pure joy on his face as he repeatedly rammed
that wonderful cock in and out of my welcoming ass. I could have taken
him all night. Good thing that I sucked him off first!
As I watched him, I realized why all of this was happening to me - the
dressing up at Linda's, dating Vince, meeting Beth, and having her fix me
up with Greg. This poor, lonely man had everything going for him, and
then suddenly his world was shattered. He needed someone to make him see
that there was still life left in him, and that someone was me.
Everything I did as Tricia helped get me to this point, and I felt
honored to be the one to help him.
In the mean time, Greg's movements were getting quicker and more forceful
as he became more aroused. His thrusts were touching something inside me
that was bringing me to the edge of cumming.
As I was just reaching the point where I couldn't hold it back any
longer, he groaned, stopped moving, and began pumping out his semen,
flooding my insides with his hot juice. I dug my heels into his bottom,
forcing him to bury himself to the depths of my body. I wanted to take
all he was giving me as far inside as possible. The sensation of his
orgasm sent me over the top, too, and I released several long, satisfying
squirts between our warm bellies.
As he held me close, his cock still buried deep inside me, I was Tricia,
right where I wanted to be, with a wonderful man doing just what we both
needed to be doing. No matter what else happened from that point forward,
at that moment everything was perfect with the world.
Did I mention that I really love my Tricia Time?
Stevie
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