From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Blind Date (MF, FMMMMM, exhib) [1/2]
Date: 7 Apr 1996 20:16:59 GMT

			     Blind Date
			       Part One

	We had chatted on line many times, talked for hours about
everything from philosophy to wresting, and yes even sex.

	Needless to say I was more than just a little bit intrigued by
her. I would sing on at night, just waiting to see if she would come.
It had become almost an addiction, but not one that I wanted to give
up. The idea of meeting had of course, crossed my mind more than once,
but since I live in L.A... and she is from the bay area, the
opportunity just had not been there. All that changed one glorious day
a few weeks ago.

	We were chatting away like normal about one thing or another
when out of the blue, Leigh said that she was going to be down in my
area checking out U.C.L.A. and asked if I would like to get together.
My answer was of course, an emphatic yes. I gave her my pager number,
as I am never home and work in the field. The two days I had to wait
for her to be down were filled with anticipation and apprehension.
Would we get along as well in person? Would we have anything to say?
Would we like each other? Did she really look as hot as I imagined her
in my dreams?

	She was to be in town Wednesday through Friday and hadn't
given me an exact day that she would be beeping me. As Wednesday
passed, I was a bit discouraged, hoping she was eager to meet me as I
was to meet her. By the time I got to my 3:30 staff meeting on
Thursday, I had begun to think she would not be calling me at all. I
was too preoccupied with my own sorrow to even pay attention during
the long an boring meeting, when I was startled out of my trace by my
pager vibrating against my hip. Since anyone who should be paging me
was in the meeting with me, I had to be careful who much attention I
gave the page, causally looking down at it to see what number had come
through. It was a near by number, but one I did not recognize. My
heart raced at the thought of her actually paging me. The trouble was,
we were not half way through the meeting, and I could not get up and
use the phone just then. I had to sit and wait, not hearing or even
caring what my boss was saying about my client's annual status
reports.

	My pager went off no less than seven times in the next thirty
minutes, each time with a different number. Each time I prayed for the
boss to end her droning and let me get out of there. Leigh was on the
move, and I knew if I did not get back to her very soon, she might
leave and I would have lost my chance. Finally, at five after five,
the meeting was adjourned.

	My fellow employees must have thought I need to use the
bathroom pretty bad, judging from how fast I raced out of there. With
no privacy in the office, I had to rush down the block to the nearest
pay phone to call her back. I called the most recent number which had
come through seven minutes earlier. My fingers trembled and it took
three tries to actually get the quarter into the coin slot. My heart
raced as the phone rang once...

	...twice... three times... My hear sank by the fifth ring, but
finally someone picked up the phone. A wonderful female voice said,
"Hello?"

	Not sure it was her, I gave the standard response. "Yes,
someone just paged me."

	"Roger?" she answered. Thank God it was her.

	"Leigh?" I asked, trying not to stammer. "Is that you?"

	"Yes it is, I was just about to leave. I thought maybe you
didn't want to talk."

	I hurriedly explained the situation to her, and she seemed to
somewhat accept my apologies. Although, she did seem a bit put off by
having to wait so long for me to call back. Finally, she asked me the
question I was hoping for.

	"So, do you still want to meet?"

	"Yes, I do, where and when?" I responded, thinking I would
just take the rest of the day off to get cleaned up.

	"Well," she answered. "I'm at a pay phone at an Arco station
on... " Her voice trailed of as she spoke to someone there. "At Valley
View and the Five Freeway. There is a Denny's across the street from
here. Let's meet there."

	"Sure," I replied, knowing exactly where she was. "When?"

	"How soon can you get here?" she asked.

	I had wanted to change out of my jeans, T shirt and baseball
cap before meeting her, but no way was I going to pass up this chance.
I blurted out my answer. "Twenty minutes." To hell with the rest of
the day, my work could wait a day.

	"OK, see you then. Hurry." Then she was gone.

	I raced through traffic across town to catch the freeway.

	At this time of day, I knew it would be busy, but I didn't
dare try and make it on side streets. I had given her a time that was
at least ten minutes short of the fastest possible time to make the
distance, but I was going to give it my best shot. I didn't do too
badly either, pulling into the parking lot of Denny's at five forty
three, just eight minutes past my twenty minute limit.

	I prayed that Leigh hadn't been clocking me too closely.

	Straighten myself up as best I could, I took a deep breath and
entered the restaurant.

	I was rather afraid of standing there looking stupid, but my
fears melted away when I spotted a young woman sitting in a booth hear
the door. She half rose and smiled at me as I crossed the floor to
greet her.

	"Roger," she said, half questioning.

	I extended my hand and shook hers. "Hi Leigh, it's nice to
finally meet you." I wasn't sure where the words were coming from, as
my heart felt like it was exploding in my chest and my throat felt dry
as sandpaper. I managed to sit down, feeling better to be off of my
shaking knees. Although I had done my best to keep eye contact during
our initial encounter, I could not help but notice that Leigh had
greatly exaggerated her looks in our conversation. She had said she
was fairly attractive and a "big girl". Well, she was far more than
just "fairly" attractive, with long golden blonde hair surrounding a
gorgeous young round face. As for her being "big", aside for her tall
frame which seemed to be 5-10 as she had described, the only thing big
on her was an impossible to miss pair of wonderfully abundant breasts.

	She was dressed casually, for driving comfort I guessed, but
was still incredibly sexy. A black jacket covered what appeared to be
a tight white lycra body suit, which only served to accentuate her
perfect breasts. I had caught a quick glimpse of her long legs as she
stood. She wore a tight pair of biking shorts that hugged her muscular
thighs tightly. It was a struggle not to just sit there and stare at
her. Luckily for me, at that moment, the waitress came over to see if
we wanted anything. I ordered a diet coke and Leigh elected to stick
with water. Our somewhat heavy set waitress looked mildly annoyed at
us, then shuffled off, leaving me again in an uncomfortable position
with this unbearably beautiful woman.

	I somehow managed to stammer through some small talk about my
meeting and asked her how her drive down was. Thankfully, she went
into some detail as to the purpose and specifics of her trip. I calmed
down a bit as she talked and listened to her soothing voice. Just
watching her talk was amazing. Her eyes were so green and so alive as
she spoke I could not help but feel a tug at my heart. Her every
feature seemed to glow when she would smile. I barely noticed when our
waitress brought my soda to me, so entranced was I by her beauty. In
the middle of my trance, I was struck by a rather embarrassing
thought. At least twice before, we had engaged in highly sexual
discussions which had led to a rather furious session of cybersex. I
could hardly believe that I was sitting here with this woman who I had
jerked off to while sitting at my computer. I suddenly found myself
very embarrassed.

	Apparently, she could sense my growing unease. "What's the
matter?" she asked me after a particularly long silence.

	I tried to shake her off. "Nothing," I mumbled.

	"I've been going on for five minutes and you haven't heard a
single word. Tell me what you are thinking about," she pressed.

	"It's really embarrassing," I replied, trying to slow her
pursuit. She just stared at me those big beautiful eyes. She was
making it perfectly clear that she had no intention of letting me out
without an explanation. Sheepishly, I tried to explain. "Remember
those times when we talked in private chat rooms?" I asked, bringing a
smile and nod from her. "Well, I was just thinking about how
embarrassing it is to be sitting here with you after those
conversations."

	Leigh was ten years younger than my twenty eight years, but
was in no way shy about sex. She just broadened her smile and sexily
stroked her hair. "Why embarrassing?" She asked.

	"Just because," I said, knowing it would not suffice, but just
grasping at anything to avoid my growing shame. "Look, I don't know if
you were doing what you said you were doing, but I was."

	She laughed lightly, seeming to enjoy my squirming. "You mean
masturbate?" she asked matter of factly. "I was. I'm not embarrassed,
why should you be? I think it's kind of sexy that you were playing
with your cock while fantasizing about me."

	From that point on, our conversation seemed to flow a little
more smoothly. I still felt somewhat embarrassed, but felt more
relaxed and rather turned on by the thought of this beautiful sexy
woman pleasuring herself while on line with me. For the next hour or
so, our conversation never strayed far from sex, putting me in a slow
and constant state of arousal the entire time.

	At last, Leigh excused herself to use the restroom. As she
stood, I joked, "I'll try not to stare."

	She paused a moment beside the table. "Go ahead and stare."

	She whispered, sexily tossing her hair as she strode away. I
did as she instructed, and watched her shapely round behind sway as
she walked. This was one incredibly gorgeous woman. I watched her all
the way across the restaurant, hoping she would not look back and see
me gawking. As she passed a group of men who were waiting to be
seated, she slowed just a bit, giving these men an extra second or two
to openly stare at her lovely body. A wave of jealousy shook me as I
saw this.

	By the time she came back, my jealousy had passed however, and
I was looking forward to whatever conversation we would be having for
the remainder of the evening. Leigh was a truly fascinating woman.
Upon her return to the table, I excused myself to use the restroom.
The idea of jerking off quickly to relieve the building tension in my
groin crossed my mind, but I thought better of it. As I passed through
the group of five men, still waiting for their booth, I caught brief
portions of their conversation. They were still remarking on Leigh and
her assets.

	"Did you see that?"

	"Wow, what a body."

	"Those are the most perfect tits I've ever seen."

	"What I wouldn't give to have some of that."

	"Pure sex machine."

	"Let's get some of that."

	Their words cut into me deeply. For more than one reason.
Firstly, because of the crudity with which they talked about a
wonderful, funny and brilliant woman. Secondly, because I had thought
them all to myself as I took in her physical beauty, and thirdly
because I was becoming very attached to my new friend and the thought
of losing her hurt me. A ridiculous thing to be thinking, but I
couldn't help myself.

	When I cam back from the restroom, I could see the five men
seated at a booth near us. They looked me over as I sat across form
Leigh. "I did some staring of my own," she said playfully, flashing me
her perfect smile and melting my heart. "Not bad," she added.

	As we talked, Leigh let her leg rest on the seat next to me.
Oh how badly I wanted to steal a glance under the table at her strong
legs. I took a bit of a chance and let my hand rest on her bare calf.
She smiled warmly as I stroked the perfect skin of her legs. She had
hard, solid muscles, and the feel of them made me hard in an instant.
We sat there talking, me stroking her leg, for some time. Apparently,
my glances sideways at the men in the next booth did not go unnoticed.

	"Do you know them or something?" Leigh finally asked.

	"No," I replied. "I just overheard some of their conversation
after you walked by."

	This seemed to intrigue her a bit. "Really? What did they
say?"

	"They were just talking about you," I replied, now knowing
what she wanted to hear. "Commenting on your body," I added.

	Leigh sat straight up, smiling and glanced over her shoulder
at the men. She was flirting with them. I couldn't not believe this.
As she turned around to face me again, Leigh had a very serious look
on her face. "Wanna make them jealous?" she asked.

	"Sure," I stammered, a bit confused. "How?"

	"Follow me," she said, standing and strutting towards the
door. I fumbled in my pocket for some money and tossed it on the
table.

	I saw the men stare at Leigh as she stood near the front door,
sexily swaying her curvaceous hips. I almost ran to her. Leigh took
me by the hand and led me out into the well lit parking lot.

From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Blind Date (MF, FMMMMM, exhib) [2/2]
Date: 7 Apr 1996 20:15:44 GMT

			     Blind Date
			       Part Two

	I walked slowly across the parking lot to my white Toyota
Tercel, giving the guys at the booth ample time to see where we were
headed. I unlocked the back door and turned to kiss Leigh again.

	"One thing," she whispered. "Will you wear a condom?" I
smiled. "Wouldn't have it any other way," I replied, producing a foil
packer from my back pocket. Leigh grabbed it from my hand and hopped
into the back seat. Before getting in myself, I looked at the front
door of the restaurant. Just as I thought, the five men were already
on their way over towards my car. "All right" I thought. "They wanted
a show, now they were going to get one." I joined Leigh in the back
seat.

	It had been almost ten years since I'd made out in the back
seat of a car. After that incident in high school with the cops, I had
sworn never again to get naked in my car, but there was no way I
wanted to pass up this opportunity. In an instant, we returned to our
kissing, making out like two horny kids after the prom. Our hands
groped each other wildly, exploring our bodies as our tongues explored
one another's mouths.

	By now, I guessed that our audience had to be near, and hoping
that they would serve as look outs, I decided to go ahead with the
plan. I slid the straps of Leigh's body suit down over her shoulders,
expecting to see bra straps. To my surprise, when the body suit was
peeled down below her breasts, there was no bra. I couldn't believe
it. Her breasts had looked so big and firm in the suit that I never
could have imagined that she was braless. Her full breasts defied
gravity, so firm and oh so suckable. I just could not resist. Taking
one huge breast in my hand and the other in my mouth, I went straight
to work on Leigh's sensitive nipples. She was gasping now, clutching
my hair in her fingers, pulling me closer.

	"Oh Roger," she moaned. "Please, take me."

	I stroked her face and held it close to mine. She was
absolutely the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on...

	"Slowly my dear," I whispered. "We wouldn't want to disappoint
our audience now would we?"

	The words excited Leigh all the more. Her eyes darted from
side to side, seeing the five men lurking outside of my car, watching
as I continued to suck on her hard nipples. I began to use one hand to
tug her shorts and body suit over her hips. She raised her ass up off
the seat to make it easier for me to pull them all the way down. Now
Leigh sat in the back seat of my car, in plain view of the onlookers,
clad in just her light gray Jockey panties, looking so hot and ready
to go that I just could not wait any longer.

	I kissed my way down her stomach, turning her so that her back
rested against the passenger side door and I could curl up on the seat
next to her. I got into position and kissed up Leigh's thighs. She was
squirming in the seat and reaching for me as I teased her gently with
my lips. Her panties were soaked all the way through with her fresh
smelling juices. I just had to taste her. I took down her panties and
as a measure of good will, rolled down the window part way and slipped
them into the waiting hand of one of the guys. Leigh didn't seem to
mind, as she spread her legs as wide as my cramped back seat would
allow and beckoned me to return to the task at hand. I took her thighs
in my hands and worked my way back up until my face was even with her
pussy.

	Leigh has a light patch of soft hair between her legs. I
brushed against the hair with my face, teasing her jut a little bit
more. She thrust her hips upward, bringing my face in direct contact
with her warm, wet pussy for the first time. She smelled clean and
very sweet. I slipped one hand under her ass to hold her steady as I
kissed her glistening outer lips softly. Her moans of desire rang in
my ears as I began to slowly lick up the length of her opening.
Leigh's juices were every bit as sweet as they smelled, and flowed
freely as I traced her outer lips with my probing tongue.

	"Please, eat me Roger, make me cum," Leigh pleaded.

	I let my tongue penetrate her outer lips, exploring her hot
pussy as deeply as I was able. I added a finger to the action,
slipping one inside of Leigh and causing her to buck upwards and hiss
loudly. "Fuck," she blurted out. "Suck my clit now, please."

	As much as I was loving her taste, I knew that she was very
hot and ready to cum. It also struck me that this might not be the
best place for a nice lingering love making session. Someone was bound
to notice the guys hanging around the car eventually.

	Besides, they wanted a good show.

	Continuing to penetrate her with my finger, I was amazed at
just how tight she was. My cock throbbed in my jeans at the thought of
being inside of something this wet, hot and tight.

	All of my attention was not on her clit as I sucked the
swollen nub into my mouth and battered it with my tongue as rapidly as
I could. From the corner of my eye, I could see one of the men looking
in the window over Leigh's shoulder. He had his cock out and was
stroking it furiously. I felt Leigh's thighs grasp my head tightly as
she cried out. "Oh God... Cumming."

	I sucked for all I was worth, feeling her pussy muscles
contract around my finger and her juices flowing down my chin.

	Her cries of passion were so erotic in my ears, I longer to
hear them over and over again, and secretly vowed that I would later.

	For now, as her orgasm subsided, Leigh had begun to instruct
me again.

	"I need to taste you now," she moaned.

	I was throbbing in my pants at the idea of her sucking my
cock, but I was realistic. I knew that a few short seconds in her
mouth and I would erupt. There was no time here to get hard for a
second time to fuck, so I knew it had to be now. "In due time dear," I
said, pulling myself up next to her. I struggled a bit with my jeans
in the cramped back seat, and Leigh giggled at my struggles. However,
she never took her hands away from her pussy, which she stroked
lovingly as I undressed.

	My cock throbbed, happy to be free from my jeans. Leigh looked
at it lovingly. "Very nice," she whispered, staring at my hard seven
inches.

	Once I had my pants off, Leigh shifted down into a more lying
position and pulled me between her legs. It was a bit of a tight fit,
both of our tall bodies crammed into the small back seat, but I knew
it would be worth it. Now that I was in position, Leigh pulled out the
condom and expertly tore open the package. Her warm hands cupped my
cock as she slid the tight rubber over my cock, preparing us for sex.
"Take me now," she pleaded, looking deeply into my eyes.

	I think I would have done anything for her at that moment, but
this task was an a absolute pleasure. The tip of my cock bumped
against her pussy, and i felt her hand gently guiding me into her.
Once again, I forgot that we were being watched and simply got lost in
the feeling of entering her. Very slowly, my cock penetrated her
pussy, driving deeper until the entire length now rested inside of her
very tight hole. She was tighter and hotter inside than anyone I had
ever been with and I knew I could have cum right then and there. Once
all the way inside, I just held still, as both Leigh and I reveled in
our new oneness. I longed for this moment to last for all eternity,
but soon, her hips were pushing up against mine. It was time to get
going.

	It was a bit difficult at first to get any kind of rhythm.
The back seat was very crowded, but soon enough, we had found a way
for me to stroke in and out of Leigh's pussy in long slow strokes,
pulling almost all the way out on each back stroke. I could hear the
men outside now. Two of them were behind Leigh and in my view. I
guess the other two must be behind me. The two I could see were busy
stroking away at their cocks, obviously enjoying the show. I could see
Leigh look over my shoulder every now and then, giving the men out
there a wicked look of lust that both made me hotter and made me
jealous at the same time.

	I could feel the car rocking with out increasingly hard
strokes. My cock was pounding into Leigh pretty good now, our sweaty
bodies slapped together loudly. We kissed passionately and sloppily in
our heat. My hands groped clumsily at her breasts and thighs, trying
to feel her body every second that I could. We were going pretty good,
when Leigh started to moan loudly. "Oh harder please Roger, fuck me
harder."

	At that point I was giving her every thing I had. Our position
made it impossible for me to fuck any harder. "Roll over," I said,
coming up with an idea.

	Leigh flipped over as best she could in the back seat, coming
to a stop while on her hands and knees. I got a good look at her
perfectly rounded ass and gave it a playful swat, bringing a cry of
pleasure from her lips. I got to my knees behind her and saw her look
back over her shoulder with a big smile. "Now, really fuck me hard. I
want to cum so bad."

	Her sexy talk only added to my growing passion. I grabbed
Leigh by her shapely hips and held her steady. I rubbed my cock head
against her pussy lips a bit before slipping it back inside of her. By
now, all five men from the restaurant had moved over to her side and
Leigh was face to face with five very hard cocks all being stroked by
their owners furiously. This seemed to add to her arousal, as Leigh
began to moan louder and talk dirty to the men through the closed
window.

	Her words set me on fire as well. "Is this what you men wanted
to see?" she hissed, "to see my body. To see me getting fucked. See my
pussy all full of my lover's cock. He is fucking me so good and hard.
I am going to cum all over his cock. Then you want to see my face with
his cum all over it? Keep stroking boys and you will." Her last few
words held such great promise, I forced myself back away from a
rapidly approaching orgasm.

	I had a really good rhythm going now, pounding into Leigh from
behind like she was asking for. I could see her ass shake as our
bodies met, and my balls slapped against her pussy with each stroke. I
was using her hips to pull her back to me as hard as I could. The
mental image of the car rocking this hard almost made me laugh
aloud... Sensing that Leigh was pretty close to climax, I reached
around her body and found her clit with my hand. I started to rub the
swollen nub in time with our stroking, bringing about even more cries
of passion from Leigh and sending us both closer to orgasm.

	Outside, the first of the five men exploded in climax,
shooting wads of thick white cream onto my window right at Leigh's
face level. She started scheming out at them. "Cum on all of you,
shoot your loads at me."

	One my one, they men lined up at the window and started to
shoot their cum. After the third one shoot, I felt Leigh begin to
tighten up, and I knew she was about to cum again. "Oh yes,"

	I moaned. "Me too darling, we can cum together."

	Leigh spoke but never turned away from the window. "No" she
whispered. "I need to taste you so badly, please wait just a little
longer."

	I needed to let go, but was not about to disobey a request
from this lovely woman. I focused all my attention on bringing Leigh
off, and worked my fingers faster across her clit.

	Finally, just as the fourth and fifth men blasted their cum
onto the glass, Leigh shrieked out in climax. Her tight pussy muscles
contracted hard against my cock, squeezing it very tightly and almost
sending me over the edge. Over and over she gripped me, her pussy
trying to milk my cum from my cock. Two things kept me from losing it.
The thought of her sucking me off, and the thoughts of those milking
pussy muscles giving me their treatment some other time.

	By the time Leigh finished cumming, I was almost exhausted
from my furious pumping. The five men were still there, watching. To
my surprise, our waitress was also standing there, her uniform hiked
up around her waist, frigging herself silly.

	What a sight. As I was taking it in, Leigh turned around in a
flash and curled up on the seat next to me. I sat there, throbbing and
ready for release as Leigh went straight for my hard cock. She tore
off the condom, making a loud snapping sound as my cock was freed. She
dove straight into my lap, talking my shaft into her hand and lowering
her warm mouth over my cock head.

	To my left, not two inches away through the glass was the
waitress' exposed pussy. She was not overly attractive, but something
about the total abandon with which she was bringing herself off turned
me on even more. Leigh knew that this was not a time for a long sweet
blow job, there would be plenty of time for that later. What she was
after now was to make me cum as quickly as possible into her mouth.
With surprising ease and skill, she slid her mouth over my cock and
sucked me to the root in one stroke. I don't have a huge cock, but no
woman had ever swallowed it so effortlessly. She bobbed her head up
and down rapidly, fucking me with her mouth hard and fast while
cupping my balls in her hand.

	"Ohhhh, " I moaned loudly. "I'm almost there."

	Leigh let my cock slide out of her throat and concentrated on
the head, tonguing it madly. Just at the perfect moment, she gave my
balls a slow hard squeeze, sending me over the edge at the same time
as our waitress's cum flowed down her fingers. The first volley hit
hard into her mouth. She moaned around me, swallowing most of my cum,
before the second shot came. This one she gobbled up no problem, as
well as the third forth and fifth shot. Leigh swallowed hungrily all
the sperm my balls could produce, letting only the slightest amount
drip from her mouth onto my balls.

	Exhausted, I just sat back on the seat with my arm around her,
never wanting to move from that spot. Slowly, the six watchers moved
back into the restaurant, voicing their approval as they left. Alone
again in the back seat, Leigh and I kissed passionately, celebrating
the first of what was to be many wonderful evenings together.