Blind Date

Tapping his fingers on the beer garden table, Kirk looked around, impatient for his chiropractic business partner to arrive with the chick his latest girlfriend had lined him up with. A nose-to-the-grind kind of guy, Kirk spent far too much time perfecting his craft, his social life suffering as a result. Nervous, he was really looking forward to meeting this friend of a friend. Impatient, he checked his watch. Quarter to two. They were fifteen minutes late.

Finally, while scanning the area one more time, he spotted Gary. Zowie! Walking beside him, each clinging to an arm, were two women--one dark-haired, the other a blonde. Both were cute as all get out. Built like your proverbial brick shithouse, the brunette looked as if she belonged on some Playboy magazine foldout. Undoubtedly Gary’s latest flame. Standing 6’5”, muscular as well as handsome, Gary invariably got the pick of the litter when it came to the ladies. Since this Amazon beauty was surely Gary’s latest conquest, Kirk homed in on the second gal. Blonde, petite and short, she was dwarfed by her two companions. Although not dressed nearly as flamboyantly as her friend, she was nonetheless stunning in her own right.

When the three arrived at his table, Gary said, “Ladies, meet Kirk, my business partner and fellow chiropractor. “I believe you met Melissa once before,” he said, nodding toward the brunette. “She and I have been dating a while now. When I mentioned my friend Jake had offered us the use of his vacation cabin, she insisted I invite you along, that I she set you up with a friend a friend.” Leaning forward, he stage-whispered, “I think Melissa has a thing for you.” Then, reverting to his normal voice, he gestured toward the blonde. “Ergo, meet Andrea.”

“Nice to meet you both,” Kirk said, offering his hand, affording him his first up-close view of "his date." Stunning, it was all he could do not to lose himself in those pale blue eyes of hers.
“Can I order you guys a drink?”

“Save your money!” Gary blustered. “I have a keg of beer and two bottles of liquor in my trunk. Let’s go find Jake’s cabin.”

Since they had two cars, Melissa rode with Gary in his car, with Andrea accompanying Kirk.
He and Andrea made small as they rode. Although friendly, she was very shy, forcing him to carry most of the conversation.

It took roughly an hour to reach Jake’s cabin. Save for the covered hot tub beside the front porch, the place was rustic. Likely used as a hunting cabin at some point in its past. “Why didn’t you tell me there was a hot tub?” Melissa whined. “Had I known, I’d have brought my bikini.”

Winking, Gary said, “Who needs a bathing suit?”

Going inside, Gary placed the keg on the kitchen counter. The place was freezing. While Gary lit a few logs in the fireplace, Melissa turned the hot tub on. Done with the fire, Gary filled four beer glasses and handed them out. The party was officially underway.

The longer they drank, the more boisterous Melissa became. Even the now tipsy Andrea came out of her shell, sharing stories of her past—a couple of them rather risqué. After passing a joint around, those tales grew even more bawdy. Before long, all four were stoned and drunk as skunks.

Suddenly, Melissa stood. “That hot tub must be warm by now. Let’s get into it!”

Looking mildly alarmed, Andrea pointed out that none of them brought bathing suits. “What’s the difference between underwear and a bikini?” Melissa countered, taking off her blouse and stepping out of her pants. Man, oh man, was that body of hers ever hot.

“Let’s do it!” Gary said, stripping down to his boxer shorts. Kirk had no idea where this was leading, but thinking 'I'm game,' he stripped down to his boxers too.

“I can’t believe you guys,” Andrea said, shaking her head, eyeing the guys' bodies. But succumbing to peer pressure, she too stood and stripped down to her bra and a rather revealing thong.

Feeling his cock rise, Kirk made a mad dash for the hot tub. Removing its cover, he hopped inside. Moments later, all four were in the water. With the sun having set, the air had cooled, forcing everyone to sit shoulders deep in the warm water.

It didn’t take long before Melissa had her arms around Gary—crushing her body against his.

Andrea sat watching them, as of wondering how she should behave. Finally, with an, “Oh… what the hell,” she pulled Kirk’s face to hers, and wrapping her arms around his neck, instigated a torrid kiss of their own. Kirk’s body responded in the predictable fashion as, with a seeming mind of its own, his rapidly swelling erection found its way out his fly. He prayed Andrea hadn’t noticed.

After what seemed forever, Andrea broke their kiss. Coming up for air, she glanced at the other couple. Kirk looked too, just in time to see Melissa stand and unhook her bra. Tossing it out of the tub, she leaned her body against Gary's, rubbing her tits back and forth on his chest.

Andrea sat staring at him for what seemed an eternity. Then, once again muttering “What the hell,” she reached back and unclasped her bra, too. Heaving the garment out of the tub, she leaned forward, resuming their kiss, in a naked tits-against-bare chest make-out session. Shy little Andrea had come a long way since first arriving at the cabin. Heavy breathing was all that could be heard for some time.

Melissa’s demand of: “Sit on the edge of the tub!” finally broke the silence. Not needing to be asked twice, Gary did just that. Melissa had his boxer shorts pulled down and off him in a jiffy, putting his erection on full display.

Biting her lower lip, Andrea stared at it, her expression hungry.

Melissa stood and peeled off her thong, getting every bit as naked as Gary. Christ was the woman ever built. Gary cuddled his chest with his arms. “It’s cold as hell out here. How about we go inside?”

They were out of the tub and gone in a flash.

Only after they’d gone did Andrea rise out of the water, putting those pert breasts of hers on display. She locked eyes with him, and after letting him ogle her body a while, suggesting that they, too, go inside.

Kirk rose to his feet, his erect cock poking out his fly. Giggling, Andrea took hold of it. “My, oh my. What have we here?”

Winking, he said, “He's dear friend of mine. I always bring him along on dates.”

Climbing out of the tub he turned around to help Andrea out too, stunned to discover she’d ridded herself of that skimpy thong while his back was turned.

Sitting on the edge of the tub, dragging her tongue along her upper lip, she parted her thighs, offering him a full-on view of her pussy. “I brought a friend of mine along, too,” she cooed. "Would you like to meet her?"

Instead of answering, he swept her into his arms and carried her inside. There they were stunned to find Gary sitting on the cabin’s only couch, his legs spread wide, with a moaning Melissa crouched in front of him, his cock in her mouth.

Grabbing Kirk by the cock, Andrea dragged him to the unused side of the couch. Jerking his shorts down, she pushed him onto the cushion. Then, after one final assessment of what Melissa was doing to Gary, she dropped to her knees and took Kirk’s cock into her mouth, mimicking what was happening on the other side of the couch.

Blinking, Kirk could hardly believe what was transpiring. Three hours ago, this shy little blonde could hardly utter a sound without being embarrassed she’d done so. Now here she was mauling his engorged penis like some starving beast. Far be it from him to complain, however.
Their activity caught Melissa’s attention. With a wink at Andrea, she said, “Let’s get these boys off.”

It wasn't long before Gary cried out, “God! I’m there!” Thrusting his cock up toward Melissa's mouth, he emptied his load into her mouth.

Andrea’s reaction at watching them was to ease Kirk’s cock out of her mouth and jackhammer him with her fist. It was beyond him not to succumb to such ministrations. His first ejaculation splattered into her lips. She gobbled him in, assuring all remaining spurts took place inside her mouth.

“Time to reciprocate,” Gary announced, pushing Melissa onto her back. Then, shockingly, he walked over to Kirk and Andrea, his cock still stiff bouncing as he moved. Andrea’s eyes raked his body before settling on manhood. “It's time to switch partners,” he announced. Then, parting Andrea's legs, he buried his face in her muff.

Kirk had expected at least one of the girls to complain about the switch, Andrea for sure. Boy, was he ever wrong. Grabbing Gary by the back of his head, releasing a moan, she pinned his face to her crotch. A pang of jealousy rippled through him. She was his date. But Melissa's query of, “Don’t you want a taste of pussy, too?” quickly vanquished his consternations. Dropping to the floor in front of her, he answered her question with his mouth. “God, yes! Eat my pussy! Make it cum!”

It turned out that Melissa was a screamer. She made so much noise; she drowned out Andrea’s quiet moans. That is, until he heard Andrea' gasp. He looked over in time to see Gary thrust his cock into the very 'friend' Andrea had shown him earlier.

“Oh, God! You’re fucking me!” she protested. Leaning on her elbows, she rocked her tits from side-to-side, watching Gary ravage her pussy. "I never said you could," she whined, her voice a whisper. But the way her pelvis was humping upwards to greet Gary's every downward thrust belied any sincerity in her objection.

Melissa’s pronouncement of, “Hey, handsome? Want to do a little fucking, too?” drew his attention back to her. She had the right of it. After all, who was he to deny the wants of the sexiest-built creature he’d ever laid eyes on? Maybe Gary was right. Maybe she did have a thing for him?

The instant he was inside her, it began. “Oh, God! Yes! Do it! Fuck me, Kirk! Fuck me hard! Feed me that gorgeous cock! I need it really, really bad!’”

Her lewd instructions seemed endless, crescendoing ever louder. It was erotic as hell, a fact apparently not wasted on Gary, as seconds later, he was tapping Kirk’s shoulder. “Time to switch back. I want me some of that.” Nodding Andrea’s way, he said, “You do her.”

Pushing Kirk aside, he parked himself between Melissa’s outstretched thighs and plunged his dick inside of her. In truth, that was fine with him. Andrea was who he’d wanted to be with all along. But how would she react to her abandonment? To being shared? He crawled over to find her laying on her back on the carpet.

Seeing him about to join her, she spread her thighs until they were perpendicular to her body. “I guess you’re stuck fucking me,” she whispered. Pulling him to her, she guided his cock up and into her wetness.

“I'm not fucking you. I may have fucked your friend, but I’ll make love to you.” Leaning down to kiss her, he began a series of slow, tender plunges, in and out of her love nest.

“You must think I’m an awful slut, letting you and Gary do what you're doing.”

“Awful is the last word I’d use to describe you,” he said, continuing his gentle taking of her. “As for being a slut, I'm pretty sure there are four of them here.”

His comment evoked a giggle. “I know you won’t believe me, but I’ve only been intimate with one man before tonight—in the backseat of an old boyfriend’s car. We felt so guilty afterwards that we never did it again.”

He smiled. “So, are you going to feel guilty about what we’re doing now, because I’m sure as hell not. I'm curious. If you're a near virgin, why the sudden change of heart?”

“Because, between the two of us kissing naked in the hot tub; and watching Melissa suck Gary's cock; then having you cum in my mouth, I was beyond horny, ready to be taken. When Gary put his thing in me, all I felt was pure, unadulterated lust.”

“Lusted for Gary, eh, but not for me? That’s not exactly a boost to my male ego.”

She laughed. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it. With you, sex is something far more. Having you inside of me is… fulfilling, both physically and emotionally. It’s as if we were born to do this. It’s special. I love that we’re coupling.” Grinning, she said, “Now get back to what you were doing. Having you inside me not moving is frustrating as hell.”

A loud, “Oh, God,” from the other end of the couch interrupted them.

“She’s sure noisy, isn’t she?" Andrea said. Then, searching his eyes with hers, she said, "If you find it erotic—I can be noisy, too.”

Melissa's lewd pronouncements grew even louder. To the point the two of them found it
hard to converse. “This place has a bedroom," he said. "Why don’t we go where there’s less noise to distract us?”

"OK."

As soon as they were in the room, Andrea shoved him onto his back. “How about I fuck you?” Without waiting for his answer, she mounted him and began riding his cock.” Sighing, she said, “I've never been the one doing the fucking. I like it. It’s kind of kinky, say nothing of feeling very, very nice.”

Her efforts eventually took their toll, and she collapsed on top of him, exhausted. Rolling her onto her back, he took over.

They spent the bulk of the night making whoopee. Come morning, after one final coupling, they returned to the great room where they were taken aback to find Melissa lying flat on her back on the couch with Gary fucking her mouth.

“I wonder what it would be like to be used like that?” Andrea asked, sounding wistful.

Judging from the look in her eyes, watching their antics was most definitely turning her on. "Let's go get our discarded underwear and give them some privacy."

The cold air hadn't dried their underclothes. Going back inside, they turned on the oven then draped them over nearby chairbacks to dry. Gary and Melissa were up and about now.

With their underclothes still wet, the four of them spent the morning nude. The sight of one another’s naked bodies kept their blood boiling. So much so that at one point, Melissa walked up to Kirk, dropped to her knees in front of him, and started sucking his cock. Wondering what prompted her sudden need to perform felattio, he looked around the room. Andrea was sitting naked on the floor with her back pressed against a sofa cushion, putting her beautiful tits on display. Kneeling above her, with his swollen cock buried deep inside her mouth, Gary was face-fucking her like he’d done to Melissa earlier. Andrea stretched her head upward, greeting his every plunge, her non-stop moaning making it clear just how much she was relishing her debasement, the one she’d been so curious about earlier. Despite a few jealous pangs, Kirk had to admit that watching them perform was erotic as hell.

Looking down, his pangs of jealousy quickly vanished. After all, Gary’s beyond sexy girlfriend was giving him a blowjob? And boy, did it ever feel divine.

Done with her kinky fellatio, Andrea returned to him looking sheepish. "Sorry, but I needed to find out what it was like."

"Not a problem. I wasn't exactly being faithful."

Glancing in Melissa's direction, she said, "So I noticed."

They left the cabin an hour or so later, with Andrea once again riding with him.

Five months had passed since that fateful night at Jake’s cabin. Kirk and Andrea were now living together, their sex life as torrid as ever. Such was not the case with Gary and Melissa. As was his pattern, Gary had moved on and was now dating two new women. Andrea and Melissa had lost touch, too. Not really surprising in that they barely knew one another prior to that lost evening at the cabin. Andrea speculated that Melissa had chosen her as Kirk’s blind date hoping she might get into Kirk's pants. Outwardly, Kirk disagreed. Inwardly, he wasn't sure she wasn't right.

In the months to come, Kirk's and Andrea's relationship continued to grew. That Christmas, Kirk presented Andrea with an engagement ring. All because the two of them had been set up for a blind date.