Towel Dropping, Pussy Popping

I moved my fingers down to her sopping wet pussy and put two fingers in. She gasped and began moaning as I gave the “come hither” motion inside of her.

While continuing to finger her, I laid her on the bed and began kissing my way down to her kitty. I then went to work licking her clit while picking up the pace of my fingering.

“Oh Rick, I’m going to cum,” she screamed. I picked up the pace even more. Meghan let out a moan that the upstairs neighbors had to have heard and I pulled my mouth away. It was covered in her juices, but she didn’t care. She pulled me in and gave me another round with those beautiful lips. I was hoping I’d get to experience them on my cock next.

“I think it’s your turn now,” she said seductively. Thank goodness! I began to take off my pants when we heard a barge on the door to the apartment, followed by laughing.

“Oh shit, it’s Sara and Rita,” Meghan said.

“This place reeks of sex,” I said.

“Put on your clothes. They sound wasted, so we will say hey and get you out of here.”

I was completely and utterly dejected, and had no idea how I was going to get rid of this hard-on. As we got dressed, Meghan grabbed my phone and put her number on the phone.

“I’m out of town for work until Thursday, but let’s hang out then, ok?” she said, giving me that intoxicating half smile.

“Totally, can’t wait,” I said and gave her another Towel Dropping.

We walked into the living room. Sara and Rita were dancing to eighties music, clearly wrecked from wherever they went after the crowded bar.

“Oh, my! Look who it is!” shouted Sara. She came over, gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek. When we parted, she looked up at me and put her hand on my still raging cock. She leaned up and whispered, “How dare you, keeping this hidden from me.”

Could my balls get any bluer?

I kissed Meghan again and went to my car. It had been two hours since I’d had a drink at this point, so I drove home. Inside the apartment, Jack and Sammy were passed out on the couch. A half-eaten pizza was sitting between them.

“Yep. Guys’ night indeed,” I said to myself

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I was excited to see Meghan again, so didn’t play any games. I texted her a day later asking if we were still on for Thursday. She replied within minutes saying yes and that she got off work around five, so any time after that worked.

I got on planning a fun night. First dinner and then options for a cool salsa dancing bar or a movie, if that was her thing. We lived on somewhat opposite sides of town, so I scheduled everything for her side.

When Thursday finally came, I was beyond nervous. Despite the fact that I’d eaten this girl out and made out publicly, that was after a few drinks. We’d be starting somewhat cold here. While I am comfortable in my own skin, this was going to be like returning to the batter’s box despite having just hit a triple.

I picked Meghan up at 5:30. She broke the tension immediately by planting a kiss on me. This led to a fifteen minute session of making out in the car. I suddenly began having visions of skipping dinner, dancing and movies altogether and going back inside her apartment. We finally came up for air.

“Towel Dropping?” she asked.

“It’s called Tails. It’s a sushi place right around here.”

“Oh, my god!” she exclaimed. “That’s my favorite restaurant!”

I didn’t let on that I had Facebook-messaged Rita and had pried this information from her. Maybe she’d think I was just that good.

We got to dinner and settled into our booth. The conversation was amazing. We both couldn’t stop smiling the entire time. For dessert, she moved over to my side of the booth and nestled in close. We fed each other the cheesecake while trying our damnedest to keep our hands to ourselves.

After I paid for dinner, I asked her if she’d prefer to go dancing or see a movie.

“What’s behind door number three?” she said with that smile. That damn half smile. I melted and quickly drove Towel Dropping back to her apartment.

We settled on the couch and instantly started making out. She had my shirt off in a few seconds and began circling my nipples with her tongue. During this, I took her shirt off and began cupping her amazing breasts.

“I believe I have a favor to return,” she said. “We better go to my room. If my sister gets back and sees us fucking on the couch, she will go nuts.”