Meeting Kiki

I met Kiki on a dating app. Not a great one like RHP; one of the other ones where there seem to be a lot of fake profiles and dead ends. Kiki however, was different. She had my attention instantly with her smile; her strength, and her ability to be open and honest about what she wanted.

Kiki and I messaged for a few days before we’d both had enough; it was time to meet. We chose a pub close to her place with a decent beer garden and I arrived well on time. Kiki; in classic hot girl behaviour, arrived just late enough that she’d kept me waiting. She knew she was worth it. We grabbed our drinks and sat down.

Kiki looked tired, and then I remembered why. Kiki was a very assertive woman; she knew what she wanted, and her good looks meant that she could get it whenever she wanted. She wanted to fuck. And to fuck well. In her words, she was “a woman with a high sex drive, who is confident in what she wants, and reminds most men of Niagara Falls.” She had made clear to me that she had a full dance card and that meeting with me for a drink had had two conditions:

1) We would not be having sex, or any sort of sexual play, because;

2) She’d just come from another playmate, and therefore would be sore so I’d need to be OK with that.

We started chatting and the chemistry was obvious and immediate. Before our drinks were even half gone, she was already smiling, laughing, and tracing lines of electricity across my wrist, while my hand was already squeezing her thigh; which sent her off into a journey of reflection of the great times that she’d had. Sitting at that table was incredible, the sexual tension was off the charts; with both of us having to pull away from each other at times to save us from ourselves. Afterall; we’d agreed to no sex, and we were both too stubborn to cave….

Our second drinks arrived and the conversation continued. It was at this point that Kiki introduced me to a little online community called RHP; a place I’ve been an avid member of since! By this stage it felt like we’d known each other for years, not the 40 minutes that we’d actually been sitting together. I knew what I wanted to do; and I knew that Kiki wanted it too. But she was sore, and I was too stubborn; so, we continued to tease each other’s skin wherever we could find it, and eventually to kiss deeply and passionately as our drinks slowly lowered in our glasses.

After another 10 minutes of exceptional flirty banter, we finished our drinks and I went to say my goodbyes. Kiki had other ideas.

“Would you be able to drive me home? Its not too far, just around the corner.”

“Sure,” I replied; “but I’m not going to have sex with you.”

“Of course not,” she said with a smile; “but if I wanted you to, I could make you fuck me.”

“I’m not sure that you could,” I said with a grin; both of us knowing that she was of course correct. Kiki gets what Kiki wants…

We walked to my car, and as we arrived I held Kiki by her arms, pressed her body against the doorframe and kissed her deeply. My cock; which Kiki has made hard for the entirety of the last hour, pressed against her. Whether it was the kiss, the pressure from my throbbing bulge, or a combination of the two; Kiki melted into a long moan. As she moved her hands to my back to try and pull me in for more; I pushed myself away; my grin huge, saying “no sex right?” With that Kiki made her way around to the passenger door and jumped in.

We set off, and Kiki gave me directions while I shifted through the gears; my hand somehow finding her thigh whenever I wasn’t in the process of shifting. Reaching higher and higher up her thigh as I drove; we arrived at Kiki’s place. It was indeed close; and I hadn’t quite gotten my Kiki fix at this stage. She directed me to where I could park and I did; stopping the car and turning back to her. The afternoon sun was hidden by the buildings around us, but the street was still quite busy.

Kiki and I kissed again. Our tongues fully intertwined and our hand all over each other. I reached up and found one of her nipples through the fabric of her clothes, and twisted ever so slightly; just enough to make her moan into our kiss. She returned the favour; finding my dripping cock under my shorts, and proceeding to rub and tease and stroke it through them. I sat back; loving every second of her touch; she was a master at teasing me and I didn’t want this to end. It was at this point I noticed the jogger moving towards us; and we made eye contact. This didn’t slow me for a second, and as he passed I noticed him turning his head to look more closely at what was happening in my cabin. I lifted Kiki’s chin; kissed her again and said; “no sex, right?” Even as those words left my mouth I could feel the precum dribbling from the tip of my cock.

With my right hand, I reached back to Kiki’s thighs; only this time when I moved upwards I didn’t stop. I pushed my hand up in between her thighs and moved my fingertips in tight circles against her shorts. Kiki’s response was instantaneous and mind blowing. Before I knew what was happening she had started grinding herself up against my hand; and I could feel her warm wetness through her shorts. Kiki’s moans were definitely audible outside of the car; and a few of the people nearby turned to see what was going on; but there was no way that I was going to pull my hand away. We continued in our perfect patter; our chemistry even stronger when we had stopped talking, until I heard Kiki’s moans change. She was building up now, and I loved it. When her moans became pants; and her shorts were soaked through; I pressed harder. Kiki closed her eyes; leaned back and said, “you’re going to fucking make me…….” I honestly thought that she had stopped her thought; but then I felt it more than heard her say it. Her rhythmic contractions were incredible, and all the more amazing considering that she was still fully clothed. The word “cum” morphed into a collection of grunts and moans, and I only pulled my hand away once I was sure that she had entered that wonderful afterglow period. As Kiki caught her breath I turned to her and said “I thought you were sore,” to which she replied; “so did I!”

Having gotten her fill; Kiki squeezed my cock one last time, kissed me, and opened her door to leave. “Oh no,” she exclaimed. “I’ve ruined your car seat,” as I noticed that she had not only soaked her shorts through, but also my car seats. “Lucky your close to home,” I laughed, as Kiki wandered off home and I considered how I could get this swelling in my pants to go down; after all we had agreed to no sex! Maybe I should get on that app she spoke about; what was it again? RHP?