Making out

Eleanor never imagined she would be kissing someone more than twice her age, but he was so nice and so charming and so attractive and Kat said he was rich and -

Simon kissed her back hard, arms around her shoulders and waist immediately, and she moaned into his mouth. Her body was pressed against his, and she couldn't get away even if she wanted to - but she certainly didn't want to. She parted her lips and his tongue snaked into her mouth. She could feel her cock stiffening as they made out.

He lifted her up, seemingly effortlessly, and sat her across his lap sideways. With one hand on her waist and the other on her thigh, he resumed making out with her, and she couldn't stop moaning. It felt so nice.

She didn't notice that his hand was snaking up her thigh until she felt her skirt being pushed up, centimeter by centimeter. Part of her wanted him to stop, not just because they were in public but because he didn't know about her cock, but part of her wanted him to touch it so BADLY. She just kept making out with him, single-minded.

Her skirt was pushed up enough that if anyone was looking at their dark corner, she was sure they could see her panties. His hand traced toward her inner thigh and, reflexively and without conscious thought, she spread her legs. His fingers brushed against her panties, where Ellie was sure he expected to find a soaking wet pussy, and she heard him say "hmm."

She looked at him, nervous. "That's unexpected. Do you take it up the ass, babygirl?"

"Well I'd like to." Ellie's eyes went wide. "Er...what I mean is..." She went silent.

He smiled. "Then no problem here." His kissed her hard again, and Ellie melted into his chest.

His fingers kept lightly brushing her cock through her panties, and it was maddening. It was enough stimulation to feel good, but just barely, and she started humping her hips at him against her conscious will.

He chuckled. "You want more?" Ellie looked around the club, saw no one that was paying their booth any particular attention, and nodded.

Simon scooted around toward the middle of the booth, such that the table was between their bodies and the rest of the club, and set Ellie down next to him. He unzipped his pants. "Be a good girl and I'll get you off too."

Ellie only hesitated a moment before getting on her hands and knees and fishing his cock out of his pants. She couldn't believe she was about to do this, but had no interest in stopping. His cock was big, and her knowledge of blowjobs was only theoretical, but she knew she could do this. Knew she wanted it.

As her mouth made contact with his cock, she felt her skirt being pulled up even more, then her panties being pushed down. She helped with her spare hand, pulling them down to her knees and then lifting one knee at a time to help him remove them altogether. She saw out of the corner of her eye as he put them in his pocket.

His cock had a nice musky smell to it, and it was beautifully shaped. She could feel her mouth watering as she sunk a few inches onto it. She choked a little, pulled back, and bobbed up and down conservatively. She knew she wouldn't be winning any awards for her performance, but she wanted him to feel good.

He put a hand on her chin and she looked up. He pushed two fingers into her mouth and she sucked on them enthusiastically, maintaining eye contact with him while she pumped his cock with her hand. He pulled his fingers free. "Good girl," he said as he pushed her head back down onto his cock none too gently.

She felt his wet fingers press against her asshole a moment later. They rubbed circles for a moment, then pushed, parting her hole bit by bit. Then he slipped inside, and Eleanor moaned onto his dick. She picked up her pace as he started fucking her ass with two fingers. She was slobbering now, saliva running down her hand as she jerked him along with her blowjob, and only the noise of the club was keeping people from hearing her moans.

Eleanor knew that in these circumstances she wasn't going to last long, so she took a second to make sure her skirt was bunched up around her waist, so that she'd cum on the seat or the floor rather than her clothes. She knew her ass was fully out, and tried not to think about it. Nobody was watching. Probably.

And there it was. His fingers pushed a little deeper than they had been and Eleanor all but screamed with his cock as far back in her throat as she could take it. Her body shook as she came, spurt after spurt hitting the seat under her and dripping onto the floor.

And apparently that was what Simon needed. He grabbed the back of Eleanor's head, pushing her down as he groaned and came. She felt hot cum hit the back of her throat and she tried her best to swallow it, but there was SO much SO fast. She sputtered and coughed, tears welling up, and she felt cum drip out of her nose. But she kept swallowing as best she could, and he came to a stop and let her up.

She grabbed napkins from the table, cleaning up first her face and then the seat, and sat back, breathing heavily. Simon put his cock away, then sat with a grin, staring happily at her. Belatedly, Eleanor pushed her skirt down to hide her softening dick.

"So," Simon said after they'd basked for a few minutes. "Wanna get out of here?"