19 comments/ 70682 views/ 21 favorites After The Date By: Ashson It was a first date for Paul and Brenda. They were relative strangers to each other, but Paul had been attracted to Brenda on first sight, and had pestered her to go out with him. They had gone to a restaurant and then on to the theatre to catch a show. Brenda was feeling pleased that while Paul had been attentive he hadn't turned into all hands once they were in the dark of the theatre. Now they were heading home, and Brenda was anticipating a bit of innocent kissing and maybe, just maybe she'd permit a bit of not so innocent necking. Approaching her house, Brenda was slightly surprised when Paul pulled up outside the park just down the road. Not overly surprised, as the park was a reasonable place for a little bit of slap and tickle. Paul hopped out, crossed round to her side and opened the door, suggesting a stroll in the park on a nice moonlit night wouldn't go amiss. Brenda smiled and agreed, and let Paul take her hand and lead her into the park. As soon as they were in the shadows of the first group of trees, Paul stopped and turned to her. "Right," he said, in a matter of fact voice. "This spot'll do. Take off your panties." "I beg your pardon," returned Brenda, slightly shocked. "I said this spot will do. Take off your panties," said Paul clearly. "I'll do no such thing," protested Brenda. "What on earth makes you think I would?" "I paid for dinner and I paid for the show. Now you pay me back with sex," said Paul, apparently seeing no problem with this. "I'll do no such thing," said Brenda. "I think you'd better see me home now. On second thoughts, don't bother. I'm nearly there and can walk from here." She turned to stalk off, but before she'd taken more than a couple of steps she felt a jolt and then she was falling. She lay on the ground confused and weak. "What had happened," she wondered. While she lay there she could see Paul walking towards her, holding something in his hand. He grinned down at her. "Taser," he said, holding it up. "Wonderful for calming bad tempers and people who don't pay their dues." Paul crouched down next to her, lifting her dress up around her waist. Taking her panties, he carefully worked them down over her bottom before sliding them down and off. Brenda was twitching slightly, but couldn't seem to gather the energy to do anything to stop him. Paul idly ran his hand over her pussy. Brenda felt herself flinching but didn't have the strength to stop him. "You know," said Paul, "Seeing I'm having to do the work I might as well remove all your clothes." To Brenda's fury she could feel him running his hand over the back of her dress, feeling for the zip. His fingers nimbly ran it down and then he helped her to sit up while lifted the dress off. "You'll thank me," he told her. "This way there won't be any grass stains on your dress when we get down to serious fucking." Brenda blinked and mumbled. She could feel strength stealing back into her limbs but was still far too weak to resist. She groaned slightly as Paul reached around and unclipped her bra and slid it off. Paul carefully spread Brenda out on the grass, legs nicely separated. He slipped of his own trousers and settled to the grass, sitting between Brenda's spread thighs. Brenda could feel panic starting to overwhelm her. Paul was going to rape her, and there was nothing she could do. Hell, he'd probably be able to take his time and still finish before she was capable of moving again. Paul meanwhile was playing with her. He would stroke her breasts and then shift his attention, stroking her pussy and slipping a finger inside to feel her internally. "Don't worry," he told her. "I won't actually start until you've come around enough to properly enjoy it. I enjoy an active partner and I'm sure you'll co-operate now that you have no choice. Or alternatively, I'm sure you'll wriggle nicely trying to stop me from entering you. In future you need to remember that when I want you, you should hasten to obey." He smiled at her, confident in his rightness. Women just needed a firm hand. Brenda lay there, thinking frantically. She could feel strength gathering but not enough and not fast enough. She tried to stall by laying still, trying not to react as Paul's fingers continued to dance around her body. After a few minutes Paul frowned. "You should have recovered enough by now to start paying attention to my needs," he told her. His hand darted down and into her, roughly moving between her labia and feeling inside her. "I thought so," he snapped. "You're getting wet so you must be recovering nicely. You're stalling. Well, time's up, sweetheart, and you have to pay your dues." Paul started stroking her pussy with more intent now, getting ready to take her. Brenda panicked. "Please," she wept. "Not without a condom." Her hand waved weakly at her bag. Paul frowned. "I don't like condoms," he said. "You don't need one." "Please," came the reply. "I'm not on the pill. You don't want me pregnant do you?" Paul glared down at her. "This is nonsense. I don't have any on me." Brenda managed a blush, and looked away. "I keep some in my purse," she admitted. I dropped it when you zapped me. I can put it on for you," she offered. Paul fretted. She was obviously going to need some strict training. "All right," he snapped. "Hurry it up." Brenda groped for her purse and took out the little box inside it. Nervously reaching for Paul's erection she touched it, and then pulled the trigger. Paul gave a frantic scream before collapsing and lying on the ground, quivering and whimpering. Brenda held up her hand. "Taser," she said. "For those creeps who won't take no for an answer." After the Date The lights grew dark in the cinema where they sat. It wasn't her first choice of movie to see but it was time with him so she was not complaining at all. They were the only ones there too except from the couple that sat down at the front. The movie turned out to be good but half way though she got a grin on her face and an idea. Leaning her head on his shoulder, he moved his arm around her and she moved a hand to his leg...slowly moving it higher. She felt him freeze for a second when her hand reached the top of his inside thigh but he relaxed quick enough. She kept her eyes on the screen as her hand moved and unfastened his belt and the buttons of his jeans before slipping under the denim and over his hardening cock. Still he didn't stop her and she stroked his cock softly until it was hard enough. Moving her hand she slid it under his underwear, placing her skin on his. Wrapping her fingers around his shaft she started to stoke him more. She could hear him catch his breath and feel his heart rate increasing, her eyes still not leaving the screen. He moved his arm from her and lifted his hips, pushing his jeans and underwear lower just a bit to free his cock and her hand instantly moved faster, squeezing his shaft. His arm moved back around her and his hand gripped at her arm his other covering his mouth. Faster and faster her hand moved. She could tell he was trying really hard not to moan and by the way his body moved that he was close already. The grin filled her face again and she began to stroke harder until his body flexed and she could feel his warm cum slid down on her hand. Slowly she stopped her hand, her thumb rubbing the tip of his cock as she lifted her head and his lips immediately found hers. Finding the napkin they had from their food she cleaned him up and her hand and they both went back to watching the movie, smiling from ear to ear. On their way back from the cinema, their bus was crowded. Only on the back row was one seat left. They decided that it was prudent that he took the empty seat and she would sit sideways on his lap. As the bus followed its tour, slowly but surely the bus emptied a bit and not for long they were the last on the last benches. She lifted her arm and wrapped it behind his head and kissed him full on his lips. Naturally he enjoyed her kiss and welcomed her tongue in his mouth. He felt her knees lock at first as he laid his hand on her bare leg below her skirt. But after a little moan her legs relaxed and allowed his hand to glide further under her skirt all the way up to her knickers. His other arm was wrapped behind her back and she started to lean a bit against it as their kiss became more intense, giving him just enough room to grasp her purple patted bra, which made her sigh. His hand felt the dampness of her knickers as his fingers took them aside, exposing her soft lips. Gently the man slid a finger between her lips and caressed her clitoris, making her move her legs wider. Her eyes shortly opened, encouraging him to proceed. His right hand massaged her boob as his fingers explored the depth of her womanhood. Soon two of his fingers reached so far inwards that they could massage her special spot. She briefly stopped kissing because of her shortness of breath. His massaging was not without effect, soon she reached her peak, making her body tense all her muscles as she was burying her nails in his arm. The man gently removed his fingers and licked them clean cause all tissues were used before. Needless to say they missed their stop and had to wait for another bus to return them. That ride they spend kissing until the red blushes returned to their cheeks. They could hardly wait to return to their home and to start ripping each other's clothes of. After all this was just a little fore play to take the edge of, as a teasing start to get their juices flowing for a night filled with lust and passion.