The Date Begins

I was just finished getting dressed for my "date" with Becca when there was a light knock on my door. It was Becca. She came in, shy and demure, her eyes downcast as if she was embarrassed. My God. She was... stunning. She was...sexy as hell. She was wearing a white dress that came down to about mid-thigh. Although the dress came up to her neck, making a collar, it was open in an oval across her chest and her taut breasts made two perfect moons in the opening. Her legs were covered in white lace stockings, gartered up under the short flare of the dress' skirt. She wore white high heels and her hair was up in two pig tails of her pale blonde hair. Her lips had a pink lip-gloss and her eyes were outlined in black. Her eyelashes looked twice as long as normal. She was ravishing beyond belief.

"You look amazing, Becca" I said, breathlessly.

"Thank you, Billy," she said.

I walked around her, checking her out from every angle. "Oh, very, very good," I said. I cupped her tits from behind, feeling their firmness. "Give me your hand, Becca." I ordered her as I came back around to her front, one hand still idly cupping one of her breasts. She offered her hand, and I took it by the wrist, pushing it down under the waistband of my pants. Her delicate fingers immediately found my dick and she started stroking. She bit her lip and closed her eyes in apparent extacy. "Feels so good, doesn't it sis?"

"So good..." She sighed, her hand going circles around me.

"Kiss me," I commanded. She leaned in, her pink tongue coming out to enter my mouth as our lips met. Her eyes closed and she leaned into me, pushing herself against me as our tongues began to stroke each other. Her hand never stopped on my cock. Her breast was firm, almost hard, beneath my hand.

"On your knees," I said. And she slid down my body. I slipped my waistband down as she did, freeing my cock, and put my hands on the back of her head. Her lips were ready, willing, eager, as I pushed my cock between them. I her hands lightly caressed my shaft and balls as I pumped in and out a few times, watching her pale pink lips slide around my cock head. I guided her head with my hand, imagining briefly taking her by those pigtails and just fucking her mouth until I filled it with my come.

Then I stepped back.

"Lets go!" I said, pulling up my waistband. Becca wiped her mouth delicately, stood up and followed me to Mom's car.