The First Date

I was nervous. I mean, who wouldn't be? Meeting a guy from the Internet for the first time in actual real life?! What if he didn't look like his picture? What if he didn't think I was as interesting when I wasn't hiding behind a screen? What if he was crazy? What if? What if? What if? At least we decided to meet in a public place.

So there I was, waiting outside the Barnes & Noble like we agreed. I was ten minutes early, late by my standards. I shifted my weight from one foot the other wondering if I should have dressed up a little more. It was a date, but we had agreed to keep it casual. For Christ's sake, we were two twenty year old's meeting at the mall! When I left my house I thought my black skinny jeans and my purple Invader Zim shirt was good enough. Now I wasn't so sure. My jeans felt too tight, my shirt too tight and too short. Oh God! What was I thinking wearing this. I turned my back to the walkway, nervously rubbing my face. I should just leave and message him some excuse, I thought.

"Samantha," I heard someone timidly ask from behind me. Shit! I spun around.

"Yeah," I said trying my best to smile brightly and not look awkward, "Hi!" There he was, Mike, he looked like his picture. And, oh thank god, he was in jeans and T-shirt too!

"Nice shirt," he said. "I love Gir."

"Thanks," I said. There was an awkward pause then. We both looked around.

"Want to go look?" he finally said. I smiled and nodded. Why didn't I just say yes? He opened the door and we walked into the Barnes & Noble. We made our way to the fiction and literature section. We talked books, and manga, and nerdy stuff. Slowly, I began to feel more at ease. He was sweet. He didn't seem like a weirdo at least.

We left Barnes & Noble and walked to GameStop. We looked, we talked, we laughed, we joked. Everything seemed to be going great. We decided to see a movie. So we walked to the theater And looked at the times... All of them didn't start for another two hours.

"Do you want to wait?" he asked.

"Sure... I-if you want to," I replied.

"Yeah, but what do you want to do for two hours? Do you want to get something to eat?" Seriously? Do you really need to ask a chubby girl if she wants to eat??

"Sure," is what I actually said. So we walked to the little diner right next to the theater.

We sat in a booth. We ordered and talked. Our food came pretty fast. We ate in relative silence... That took up all of about 45 minutes. As the waitress cleared our plates and went to get us refills Mike asked: "Do you mind if I sit on that side with you?" That's weird. Why would you suddenly move seats? Besides, it makes it harder to talk comfortably together. But I agreed. I was having such a good time and thought he was so handsome, I probably would have agreed to anything.

He sat next to me, I scootched over and turned towards him in my seat. He smiled. Then he leaned in and kissed me. My eyes went wide for a second, then relaxed and closed. Our lips pressed against each others. They parted ever so slightly as the kiss got deeper. Then suddenly his tongue was wiggling in mine. I felt his arm go back around my waist, pulling me into him. That's when the waitress brought our drinks with a rather obvious clink. We parted just enough to thank her. My face went flush and I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I smiled nervously at him. He kissed my nose and smiled. I could feel his hand slide from behind my waist to my thigh.

It felt good. Warm. It slid up the inside seam of my jeans. I jumped a little as his hand brushed against my crotch. He looked at me. Looked for an answer to if he should go on or stop. I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. As our lips locked, his hand pressed harder. Caressing. I could feel the warmth of the moisture he was causing. My breath came quicker. I pulled away remembering where we were. Embarrassed, I peaked around to see if anyone noticed. Only the waitress was looking.

He looked at the waitress too and smiled. She brought our check without a word. He paid and we left the diner.

Outside as we walked he grabbed my hand and stopped. Pulling me into a right embrace. His hands perched lightly on my lower back. His eyes locked on mine. I leaned in and kissed him. His hands lowered and gripped my ass as we kissed.

Our lips parted just enough to allow a small moan to escape from me. He kissed me again smiling. "Did you still want to go to the movie?" He said.

"Yeah, sure," I said with a smile. I had no intention of watching a movie.

He bought our tickets and snacks. We went into the theater. It was almost empty. We sat in the last row in the middle. There was a group of teenage boys in the row in front of us but other than that we were relatively secluded from the few other viewers.

We held hands as the lights dimmed, and the trailers began. The armrest that separated us was one of the ones that lift up. He raised it and I cuddled into him. His arm dangled around my shoulders. His fingers almost able to brush against my breasts. The movie started.

The opening credits rolled. I slider closer into his side my elbow pressing between his legs. The seat was extremely uncomfortable in this position, but his hand could easily rest on my breast now. He gave it a little squeeze. I looked up at him at an awkward angle and smiled.

"If I'm making you uncomfortable," he whispered, "I'll stop." I sat up just enough to kiss him. I really couldn't believe how comfortable I was with him. It was surprising for sure.

The movie rolled on. I didn't pay much attention to it. All I could think about was how I could feel his stiffness against the back of my arm. Should I do something? How would he react? Or would I just make an idiot out of myself? I crossed my right arm under my left and rubbed his thigh. He tensed, but didn't object. I slid it higher and groped at his manhood. I could feel his breath deepen. Still, he didn't object. I sat up turning more towards him in my seat. In the light of the screen, I could see him smile. The twinkle of both the silver screen and lust in his eyes. I leaned in and kissed him lightly, cupping him through his jeans as I did so. Rubbing. Damn jeans! They made it bitch to really feel much. His lips reached for mine, aching to pull them closer. Our lips locked, his tongue moved smoothly around my mouth. I tried to undo his jeans with my one hand. He slouched a little in his seat to give me better access. I fumbled the button until it came loose. The zipper was easy after that. His jeans opened, I kissed him deeply as my hand grasped his rock hard cock. I could feel the heat pulse through it through his underwear. I stroked it slowly. A couple times before pulling it out completely. I felt his heart beat. His breath quickened. I pulled away and wrapped my lips around the head. His body tensed and the air caught in his lungs, as I took as much of his length into my mouth as I could. I took long, slow sucks rubbing my tongue against the shaft as did. He moaned. I sucked harder and faster. He moaned again, digging his fingers into my hair. His fingers tightened pulling my hair slightly as I moved my head up and down. He pushed from the back of my head down forcing his full length into the back of my throat gagging me. I pulled my head back with a gasp for air. His cock flopping out. I licked the tip. Kissed it. Then slowly and with deep even breaths through my nose took his full length again. This time taking my time and sucking slowly. Pulling back slowly, I began to suck faster and harder. I could hear the teens in the row ahead of us shifting to sneak peeks, and whispering about us. I sat up replacing my mouth with my hand. He kissed me.

I stroked him as he turned towards me in his seat. He reached over and rubbed my pussy through my jeans. I could feel the juices seeping through my panties. I moaned as he massaged. I pulled away. My hand leaving his cock. I undid my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles as I climbed on top of him.

His hard cock slid into my tight wet pussy as I straddled him. My hips grinding into him as his hands guided my hips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangled in his hair as his lips pressed into mine. His hips bucked against mine. I buried my face in his neck as I moaned. His nails dug into and scratched across my ass and hips as I ground harder and harder. My breathing became more rapid. I could feel the tingling building in my whole body. He reached up and grabbed my shoulders pulling me down, sinking himself deeper and deeper into me. My body tensed and convulsed. I buried into his neck to stifle my screams of pleasure as my pussy contracted around his dick. I could feel my juices drip and he slammed himself into my pussy. I moaned louder as a second wave of pleasure took over my body. His body stiffened under me as his hips convulsed, I could feel the warmth of his eruption deep within me. I clamped a hand over my mouth as it sent a final surge of pleasure through me.

His fingers slackened on my shoulder as our writing subsided. Our lips met once more in a deep passionate kiss.

As I pulled back, my chest still heaving I slid back into my seat while pulling my pants back on. Both of us buttoned-up out jeans and looked forward to see quick head turns from some of the boys in front of us. Once my pants were back on I snuggled back in under his arm and turned back to the movie. He kissed the top of my head as I did so and I couldn't help but smile.