This was the destination (Duh!)

You looked up from the book, about three pages in and already decided that you would probably find a copy for yourself when April came back out of the bathroom. She’d touched up her makeup, and her hat was gone and she’d redone her hair. It wasn’t quite as perfectly presented as it had been earlier for the photos, but looked more natural because of it.

“This is pretty good,” you said, raising the book and then closing it.

“I’m enjoying it so far,” she said, walking across the living room area with a slightly raised eyebrow as she looked you over. You started to stand up, thinking you’d be leaving, but she stepped right up to you and put a hand on your chest, leaning in and kissing you.

“Mm!” you mumbled in surprise and sat back down, April followed you without breaking lip contact and then was straddling and sitting on your knee as she kept kissing you.

“I don’t normally do this,” she murmured in between kisses. “I just really like you, Ollie.”

And she kissed you again.

Eventually, she realized you weren’t really kissing her back and she pulled away looking confused. Then she saw the look on your face. “Wait, what’s wrong?”

“I- uh… um…” you stammered.

“Do you not… was I reading all of this wrong?” April asked.

“I… April, I don’t know what’s going on,” you said.

April looked at you like you’d spoken in Klingon or something. “Wait, I thought you were flirting with me,” she said. “And I was flirting back. I invited you up…”

“Oooh,” you said, things clicking into place. “I didn’t realise-”

She blinked. “You didn’t realise… what asking you up to my room meant?”

“Um- No,” you said, blushing furiously.

April opened her mouth a little and then clicked it shut as she looked your face over again. She frowned a little and reached down and took your hands in hers as she looked at you seriously. “Ollie, are you a virgin?”

Again, that heat in your face got warmer. “Yeah. I- Is this like a candid camera prank show or something? Because I don’t-”

“No!” April said. “God, no, Ollie. The whole App thing ended as soon as we left the restaurant. I promise. Cross my heart. Fuck, I should have realized I guess…” She stopped and took a breath. “Ollie, I really like you. I didn’t know what to expect with the whole App contest thing. I figured I’d show up, take some photos with a fan, have an awkward dinner and then go see that crappy movie. Maybe give him a kiss on the cheek before I got a ride back here. I never thought I would meet someone as sweet, and goofy, and full of heart like you. You’re funny and get my references and the way you talk about your friends tells me you really love them and that tells me a lot about who you are. And then you brought me to a place that was special to you, and you didn’t try to show off by telling them who I was, and you made it special for me too. You swept me off my feet - this has been the best date I’ve ever been on, and that includes when my high school crush asked me to the prom.”

You looked at her, a million thoughts running through your mind all at once and becoming a jumbled mess.

“Really?” you asked.

“Yes, really,” she said. And then she sealed it by kissing you again. This time you managed to kiss her back a little.

“So… what happens now?” you asked, thinking of the fact that April would be leaving sometime soon. It wasn’t like you could date her or something, even if that would be awesome.

“Now, I need you to trust me,” she said and slipped from your knee to stand. She was even shorter without her heels or just the small boost of her Converse shoes, but she still pulled you to standing and led you from the living area into the bedroom. You were sweating as she brought you over to the end of the bed and had you sit. Then she took a step back, letting go of your hands, and she unzipped her sweater and let it drop from her shoulders before pulling her shirt up and over her head to reveal the smooth, softly caramel-coloured skin of her stomach and the burgundy bra that was holding her heavy breasts in place. It was lingerie the same colour as the dress she had worn earlier, with a flower-like lace detailing that was sheer enough in places that you could see the soft outline of her areola through it.

April wasn’t done though, and she undid her pants and slowly pushed them down from her hips and legs, kicking them off roughly from her ankles. She wasn’t the kind of curvy woman with big hips to match her chest, and that made her seem more real and natural to you. April was a real person who took care of herself but wasn’t obsessed with her looks, or her weight. Her body was soft, her matching underwear to the bra softly bulging a little above and below the elastic of the undergarment. She jiggled a little as she moved, not in a fat way like you hated to see in yourself in the mirror, but in a healthy way that spoke of a sexy squishy feeling.

“Wow,” you said, unable to stop your eyes from looking her up and down repeatedly.

“Thanks,” she said, flashing a bit of a shy smile as she let you look at her. She stepped forward and tilted your chin up, standing a little taller than you sat on the low bed, and she kissed you again. Then she pulled back a little. “I want to prove to you this is real, Ollie. I- I don’t know if it’s your first time, but if it is I’d like to give you a blowjob. Is that OK?”

“Um, y-yeah. Yes,” you said, still stunned at what was happening.

“OK,” she nodded. “I want to do this, OK? So I just want you to enjoy it.”

“OK,” you nodded, your mind feeling like you’d left your body and it was on autopilot, watching a porno occurring in front of you instead of to you.

April slowly went to her knees and ran her hands up the thighs of your slacks. You were already starting to get hard, and when her hand hit the bulge of your cock it felt amazing. She looked up at you with eyes that you could only think of as ‘sex’ and then she reached up and undid your belt from under your gut, then the button and zipper of your pants and you sat up a little to help her pull them off of you. Your boxers went with them, caught with her fingers, and for the first time ever your cock was out in front of a woman.

Her mouth opened a little as she looked at it, then looked back up at your face, then back at it.

“Holy shit, Ollie,” she said as she slowly, almost timidly, reached forward and wrapped her fingers partially around your quickly-hardening cock. “This is huge. You’re really a virgin?”

“Mhmm?” you mumbled. “I don’t know. Is it?”

April looked up into your eyes again as she took a firmer grip on your cock with her hand, right below the head. Her fingers didn’t close around it. “Ollie,” she said. “I’m no slut with a huge amount of experience, but this is the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“Is that bad?” Ollie asked.

“I mean, if I was some little twig of a thing it could be,” April said. “But I’m not. It’s… It’s scary like getting hooked up to a bungee-jump rig. You know it’ll be fine, but it’s still a thrill of excitement and worry and wonder.”

“I’ve never been bungee-jumping,” you said a little stupidly.

“Stop thinking about that,” she giggled, almost a little manic as she slowly stroked your cock down the shaft to the fattest part, then back up. “Just- I want to make you feel good, Ollie. I want to make you feel wanted. So just tell me when you’re about to pop, OK? It doesn’t matter if it happens fast, you’re a virgin and you’re not used to this. I won’t be mad or disappointed, OK? I expect it, and that just means that we can go longer before the next one.”

You nodded, your eyes wide, and April lowered her mouth to the head of your cock and took a long lick as she stared into your eyes.

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