Mia & The Conqueror's First Date

"Good job for being on time shawty." Jeremiah said. "Damnit, you look fine, too fine for a movie."

Mia blushed. He was much more direct then Eric, but about what she'd expect, especially from his photos. A tanned, muscular young man, he physically dwarfed Mia by at least a foot, a fact she'd soon learn once they were out of the car; not just in height was he dwarfed, but size wise. Jeremiah kept a very light conversation flowing throughout the car ride, and Mia tried her best to respond to the young man's words nicely.

"Si. Um, Mexico is very nice. Hot, muy warm, but nice." Mia said.

"I bet. They have hot girls like you down there, place is probably fucking hotter then hell." Jeremiah responded, causing a light laugh from Mia, who realized he was parking the car. He did not open the door for her, but once she stepped out, did make sure he got alongside Mia, wrapping his hand onto her waist tightly, and escorting her into the theater.

They walked through the lines, Jeremiah doing the talking, and generally controlling the flow of conversations. Mia tried several times to probe deeper into his life, but he seemed dismissive of her comments at best, annoyed at worst, merely ignoring some of the questions and directing her that the line was moving. They got popcorn, and Jeremiah made her carry it, patting her bottom as they walked into the theater.

"Don't go eating all the popcorn nina. It'll go straight to your ass." Jeremiah said, and Mia felt horrified at the comment, wanting to cut it and run, especially after the pat.

"U-um...senor, I won't eat all the popcorn." Mia responded. She didn't want to argue with him, especially not as they were taking their seats. The theatre was dead for a premier showing.

"Awh girl, come on, you know I'm just kidding ya. Here, sit down, best seats in the house." Jeremiah said, empathizing her to sit down by patting her bottom, with Mia giggling. His hand stayed around her shoulder, and the two watched the previews in relative peace, Mia munching on the popcorn between her legs, with Jeremiah refusing due to his strict diet.

The movie came on, and the two got wrapped up into the action-romance story that played on the silver screen, Mia not realizing how much popcorn she ate until she reached into the bottom of the bucket and it was empty. Had she eaten an extra large all by herself? Wanting more, Mia moved to get up, and Jeremiah kept her down in the seat.

"It's jus' gettin good." He said without whispering, and Mia sank back into her seat, huffing. "Awh girl, you need to take jokes better. Go get ya self some more popcorn, and get me a water." He let Mia up, sliding her a very crinkled 20, with Mia scurrying down the side of the theater as she went for popcorn.

It took a few minutes, but eventually she was back, carrying a large water and the popcorn. Really, she didn't even like popcorn that much, but getting an escape from this date would be nice; she could just relax and not act on a stage for that brief pause. Sitting back down, she gave the water to Jeremiah, who nodded, putting his arm back around. He leaned over to her after a minute or two.

" 'member how I like Mexican movies?" He said with his husky voice.

"Si. American are better." Mia replied with a smile. Talking during a movie was annoying, but if that kept the date flowing, Mia was all for it.

"Well this one sucks. You just going to let the movie ruin my opinion of Mexico like that?" Jeremiah replied. His voice had the tones of a man who wanted something. Mia had a pit in her stomach at what that something was.

"No. Not everything from Mexico is malo, how you say, bad? Mi muy bien." Mia replied. She tried to sound smug, but it came across as more flirty then smug, and she emboldened him.

"Mhm. Prove it." Jeremiah replied.

"Como? How?" Mia asked, staring at him. His eyes briefly looked down, and he grasped onto her right hand, pulling it onto his jeans, unzipping them for her. His dick popped out. Mia gulped. Tell him no. Directly. Like Tanya said.

"N-no. Senor Jeremiah Yo...." Mia stuttered. Her confidence was fading after Jeremiah looked her directly into her eyes. His deep blue eyes were intimidating and captivating at the same time, and Mia felt him guide her hand onto his dick, wrapping it for her.

"Get to work, puta." Jeremiah said. Mia looked at him, scared of his look, and her mind clouded over, her second dose of the medicine hitting her like a truck at the worst time. Unable to do much but nod, she felt her hand stroke up and down, up and down, up and down. It was a robotic motion. Still, Jeremiah clearly enjoyed it, and soon enough, he grunted, and Mia was broke from her daze as he creamed over her hand. Eyes wide, she looked down, and Jeremiah shot her a look.

"Put yo hand away. Worker coming up." Jeremiah said. Mia nodded and followed his guidance, putting her hand in the bowl of popcorn, the cum making the kernels stick to her hand. Once the worker was gone, she used the napkins to wipe the off as much of the cum and popcorn as she could. Her hands were still very crusty at the end of their movie date, and Jeremiah looked annoyed with her when she asked to go wash them.

"Jus' make it quick, alright? Places to be you know." Jeremiah said, and Mia meekly nodded.

"Si, Yo tengo quick." Mia said, washing her hands off in a hurry, not quite knowing why she was so willing to listen to what he said. Still, she came out of the bathroom, and Jeremiah took her around the waist once more, bringing her back to his beaten up car, and driving her back to her place. Thankfully, it seemed he was happy enough with the handjob she gave, not requesting much of anything on the way back. He parked the car and shut it off.

"Uhm, gracias for the filme Senor Jeremiah." Mia said, giving him a look and stepping out of the car, wobbling a bit.

"Wait, woah shawty, where you goin? You ain't want me to see your place?" Jeremiah said, following her to door, quickly closing the gap between the two.

"Mi-mi roommate is home." Mia said, seeing Tanya's car; her voice sounded without confidence, Simon terrified at the fact he'd given another man a handjob, and now that man was following him back into his home.

"Awh, I'm a good guest. Here baby girl, just show me around, I won't mess with anythin'." Jeremiah said, and Mia nodded, allowing him to follow her in. Once he'd see Tanya, hopefully he'd leave, and she'd be free of this horrid night.

Tanya was nowhere to be found. She was working in her office, projects having come up, ruining her day off. With her headphones on, she didn't hear a thing, but when she got up to use the bathroom and get some water, she heard noises from her bedroom. Specifically, Mia's voice, alongside a husky males voice. Intrigued, she listened in.

"Nice place you got here. Now Mia, you like chica right? Or puta? My Spanish could use some work." The male's voice said.

"Chic-chica's fine, Senor Jeremiah." Mia responded. She sounded more concerned then usual. Tanya kept listening, and peaked through the small hole in the door; it was ever so slight, and gave her the most minor of views, but it still worked. "Puta means whore...Uhm, not a good word."

"Didn't know that." He didn't sound apologetic. Looking down on Mia, he put his hands on her shoulders, pushing them lightly. "Now Senor Jeremy needs a bit more love before he's ready to call it a night. Why don't you provide chica?"

Mia felt herself pushed to the ground, and Tanya heard a belt buckle undone, not able to see it. She was able to see his massive dick, however, and how wide Mia's eyes went. His hands went around Mia's head, and she quickly found herself forced to engulf his dick in her mouth. Tanya watched in amazement as Mia began to suck on his dick, looking confused. Mia felt herself unable to resist anything, merely sucking like she had stroked his dick, and accepting the moans from Jeremiah.

"Fuck yeah. Those lips know how to work. Keep it up puta." Jeremiah said, and soon enough, Mia felt a pulse in her mouth, and Jeremiah pulled out. Thank goodness, she didn't want to swallow any cum, that'd b.....

Her thoughts were cut off by the surprise of a warm fountain of cum washing over her face. Shocked, she let her mouth open, and some dribbled in, but the most remained on her face, getting in her eyes, near her nose. Jeremiah sighed with pleasure, wagging his dick a bit, and then buckling his pants back up.

"What's yo' phone passcode?" He said as Mia sat on her knees, sit looking in shock. Mia stuttered it out and he logged in; Tanya felt like she knew what was coming, and Mia looked up at him. He took some photos of her face with the phone, making her stick her tongue out, and Mia sat their passively, still in shock. He typed something on the phone, and Mia soon got her phone back.

"There you go chica. Now every time you text me, you get a reminder of our first night. Keep your sweetass in contact with Senor Jeremy, I'll be seeing you next week." Jeremiah said, making ready to ditch the house. Very quickly Tanya scurried back to her office, and she was not caught by the man, allowing him a minute to go before she went back to see Mia.

God damn was her horniness up to an 11. Her fantasy had come true. Sure, Mia wasn't in a bikini (yet), but damn that was hot as hell to watch, even with the limited view. The facial expression on her boyfriend as he got the facial....pure erotic.

Mia was in a different world then Tanya. She got up, heading to the bathroom, while Tanya came into the bedroom, smiling.

"You have something on your face." Tanya said with snark.

"I know." Mia said with frustration. "I'm so glad you're here Tanya, I....gave a guy a handjob and blowjob. I can't believe it." Mia said.

"Here, tell me the story while I fix you up." Tanya said with glee, wiping the cum off her boyfriends face with some toilet paper. Washing his face for him, Tanya listened intently, and made Mia show her what Jeremiah had done to her phone. He had added himself into her text messages, with the profile picture being a shot of her with the facial, and the name of 'Senor Jeremiah', having sent himself the photos as well.

"Gosh, I can't believe it! How...ohmygosh. Mi mouth on hi-his di-dick...." Mia said, falling in and out of her accent as she spoke more and more. Tanya's arousal only grew as she heard the details. Eventually, Mia grew tired of her complaining, and she stripped herself from the clothes, with Tanya jumping her bones the minute she was back in the bed.

Simon's dick didn't get touched more then once, as Mia fingered him to oblivion over and over again, while she did the same to herself. His cum-soaked panties stuck to his skin as he slept the night with his girlfriend, thankful the date was over.