Blind Date

They didn't need words now, nothing they could've said would've stopped the inevitable as they both felt her cock become steely hard inside him, pulsing and throbbing in tune with her heartbeat.
She felt herself crest the peak and she forced her lips tight to his, her tongue driving between his lips to meet his own, equally as excited and keen as her own to make out as fireworks exploded in her head, a surging sensation running down her cock as she began to drain her heavy, smooth balls inside of him, each pulse sending another pool of white deep into him, filling him with even more foreign sensations which were, he couldn't deny, starting to feel good.
This first time, his first ever, may have been a more difficult experience for him, but with how he felt in this very instant, he wanted to feel it again, to see how it would feel now he knew what to expect, now he was more prepared. He had no doubt it would feel better and better as time went on and he was excited to find that out for himself.
She collapsed on top him, spent, her cock still hard, spitting out the last few creamy drops of her thick cum into his seeded ass, his arms gently caressing her body sending shivers down her spine. She was falling so madly in love with him, more so with each passing second and she could only hope and pray he felt the same.
His voice came out soft, worn out and heady with satisfaction even though it had been her who had cum, "W-wow..."
"That... That was amazing... Anthony..." she panted, hugging herself to him, possessively.
"W-we... Didn't go too far on the first date, did we?" he asked and she smiled, he, like her, was looking to their future together, already trying to safeguard it.
"We went the perfect distance..." she reassured him, kissing his chest as she slowly pulled out and snuggled in beside him, "We should plan our second date..."
He bit his lip a little then nodded, "Maybe, coffee and danishes? I know a couple of good spots we could go?"
She smiled at that looking up at him with a twinkle in her eyes, "I mean, we could... But I've got perfectly good coffee and danishes at mine... Tomorrow morning, after a second round..."
"Then maybe we can go for a few rounds of tennis?" he suggested, smiling to himself.