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By Anon (Address withheld by request)

I'd never been on a blind date before so it kind of just sucked. I didn't really want to go but my sister Jane is one of those people you can't say no to. She puts on that puppy dog face and you comply just so she'll stop being so damn annoying. She had been trying to fix me up with various guys for... well, forever! I had never had a boyfriend and I suppose she figured she must do something to illuminate this heinous burden from my life.
Jane picked me up at 6 and we hopped into that little car of hers she's so damn proud of. She explained that we'd be meeting our dates at the restaurant.
"Your guy's name is Chris," She yelled over the noise blasting from the radio. "He's really nice, I'm sure you'll like him! I bet you two'll make an awesome couple."
"Yah, I'll bet," I muttered to myself. Jane's idea of the perfect couple was any two people with the same hair color. Before I could finish my thought she yelled again. "I mean, you both have red hair so I figured, hey, they'll probably get along!"
I just smiled and nodded, inwardly resting my case. Jane went on to describe her date. She had only gone out with him once before but apparently he was really hot. Of course, Jane's idea of hot was anyone with a dick and a heartbeat. Obviously this guy qualified.
We got to the restaurant a little early so only one of the guys had shown up. It was Chris, no question. His flaming red hair peeked out from a grungy baseball cap and a freckled face smiled shyly from behind huge round glasses. Did Jane think it would be amusing to set me up with my long lost twin? Good thing I no longer wore glasses was my main thought.
"Chris, this is Natacha, Tash, Chris," announced Jane.
I smiled and held out my hand. Chris shook it meekly and resumed the all-important task of staring at his shoes. Just before the situation became more uncomfortable than a pair of sandpaper undies Jane's guy arrived.
"There he is!" She squealed as Chris snapped back into the realm of the living.
I turned around to see a large man approaching us slowly. He walked with confidence and seemed to exude a sort of relaxed and laissez-faire demeanor. He wore shorts and a tank top with another shirt overtop, opened to reveal curly dark chest hair. A circular amulet depicting the face of a wolf hung around his neck.
I looked up at his face just as he took off his sunglasses to reveal his eyes. And what amazing eyes they were! The irises were a bright, clear blue that I was certain would shine even with the absence of light. He blinked slowly and I watched enraptured, as his luxuriously long eyelashes took on a life of their own. He brushed away a stray curl that had fallen into his gorgeous eye. I smiled weakly and then blushed, realizing that I must look exactly as Chris had appeared when he smiled at me.
"Hi, I'm Brendan." He said, displaying a wicked grin that revealed mischievous little dimples in his stubbly cheeks. He looked directly at me as he introduced himself and held out his hand for me to shake. I reached out with mine and his hand completely enveloped my own. The strength and warmth of his grip was almost overwhelming but I managed to remember my name.
"I'm Natacha," I offered, while still staring at his intense blue eyes.
"Natacha," he repeated, rolling the word on his tongue, as if savoring every letter. "That's a beautiful name." I had never liked my name but at that moment it seemed to be the most lyrical group of syllables ever strung together. Brendan squinted one eye slightly as if hinting at a wink and he complimented my outfit.
I looked down with surprise, having forgotten what I was wearing. My shirt was a dark blue that matched my eyes and it had a bold yellow sunflower print on it. It hugged my body tightly and I realized that my breasts were heaving up and down because I was breathing so heavily. I blushed again and folded my arms across my chest, suddenly self-conscious.
At this point Brendan turned his attention to Jane and he gave her a little peck on the cheek. I found myself imagining different ways of disposing of her body. He then shook Chris' hand, all the while smiling his adorably sly smile. Chris' entire body seemed to gyrate with the power of the handshake and I could tell the boy was extremely uncomfortable in the presence of this man.
We entered the restaurant and Brendan strode up to the hostess. He gave his name and said we had a reservation. Good thing one of us had thought of that. I watched him speak and repeated his name to myself. Brendan... Mmmm, very very tasty... The hostess instructed us to follow her and Brendan indicated that I walk ahead of him.
I could feel his eyes on me and I tugged at the short yellow skirt that rested on my hips. We sat at a round table with a bench encircling it. I slid onto the bench and Brendan sat beside me, on my right. Jane placed herself next to him and Chris sat on my left.
Jane wasted no time in engaging her ditz mode. She giggled and played with her hair and even reapplied her makeup at the table! Every time she did so Brendan would smile at me with a glint in his eye and I would roll my eyes instinctively. Jane dominated the conversation, babbling about her adventures in shopping and such things. Chris sat in silence, eating his meal dutifully. I ate slowly and watched Brendan watch me. Every once in a while he or I would get a word in edgewise and we talked about our various interests. I loved listening to his voice. It was so mellow and deep and it seemed to resonate in my ears long after he had finished speaking.
When Jane began a discourse on the do's and dont's of rollerblading apparel I found I could stand it no longer. I simply HAD to touch Brendan. I had felt his foot touching mine under the table all night but this contact was no longer sufficient. I gave into my urge and dropped my hand under the tablecloth. It quickly found it's way to his crotch.
An eager smile sprang to his face and his eyes opened wide. I squeezed his penis softly and he stifled a laugh. His hands shot under the table and I felt him carefully unzipping his pants. Then his hands came back up and he grabbed his fork, which he held tightly. I picked up my fork with my left hand and continued to eat my meal while my right hand slipped inside his pants. I fondled his balls and touched his penis lightly. My small fingers stroked his rapidly hardening cock.
Bren's eyes darted in my direction but he dared not look directly at me. He fixed his gaze onto Jane's animated face and allowed a goofy smile to remain upon his lips. I squeezed him again and watched as he bit his lip in delicious agony. I attempted to encircle his massive cock with my fingers but found this to be rather futile. He was simple too big.
I nevertheless continued with my efforts to excite him, enjoying myself immensely. I rubbed his shaft with vigor and touched the head with my thumb. A felt sticky moisture on my thumb and I swirled it around the head. I stroked him more firmly and rapidly, still thoroughly enjoying the experience. The expression on Bren's face was priceless but I soon grew tired of this limited form of contact.
I abruptly ended the encounter and withdrew my hand. Bren turned his face and looked at me pleadingly. I smiled and excused myself from the table, saying I needed to use the washroom. Chris moved from the bench and I slid off of it. I ran my right hand through my shockingly bright hair and walked away from the table.
I found my way to the washroom and began pushing the door when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. "You minx!" I heard Bren whisper as he flung me around.
Before I had the chance to respond he pressed his hot lips against mine and kissed me with a passion I had never felt before. I felt his tongue moving within my mouth and I licked it eagerly with my own. He sucked on my tongue and I nibbled on his bottom lip. I drew my head away from his and gazed into his lustful eyes. He looked at me with such desire and need that I could feel myself melting. I leaned back and pushed open the washroom door with my backside that itched to be touched by this man's large warm hands. Bren pushed me against the nearest wall and continued to kiss me. He ran his hands up and down my back causing my skin to tingle with excitement. My shirt was pulled off by his impatient hands and he directed his gaze to my heaving breasts. He stared at them for a second, touching them softly with the tips of his fingers.
"You're beautiful." He breathed. I removed my black bra and let him look at me under the florescent lights. Bren touched me more eagerly and leaned down to kiss my white, soft breasts. The sensation tickled and I smiled. He sucked on my left breast while fondling the right one and I giggled while scratching the back of his neck. I tried to push him away but he grabbed my arms and pushed them against the wall so I couldn't resist. I moaned while he continued to furiously suck on my nipples. I could feel my burning vagina leaking its juices into my underwear. My snatch throbbed with desire and I rocked my hips slightly in response to this ache. Bren's hands found their way to my butt and he squeezed playfully. I laughed and kissed his chest. He snuck his hand into my undies and slid a finger along my lips. I let out a soft groan and closed my eyes. Bren removed his hand and licked his finger, savoring the taste.
Then I smiled slyly and kneeled down before him. I noticed that his pants were still unzipped and laughed at his impatience. I took his cock into my hands and massaged it insistently. I took a moment to admire the size and softness of his penis. I found it quite appealing in its red and hardened state. Wasting no more time I placed it into my mouth and listened to Bren sigh with delight. "Mmmhhmm, yup, uh huh." He murmured.
I took him deep into my throat but soon decided that he was too large for my mouth as well. I sucked his balls into my salivating mouth and licked them playfully. I then licked his penis and fondled his balls with one hand. The other hand grabbed the base of his cock and I put my mouth onto the head. I sucked lightly and swirled my tongue into the foreskin. Bren made noises of agreement and I hummed a yes sound asking for approval. He exclaimed that yes, this humming was quite nice so I continued.
I was so enraptured in this endeavor that I barely noticed when someone walked into the washroom. I had my eyes closed but I heard the sound of the door opening. I turned my head slightly and caught sight of a pink shirt. Bren laughed and waved to the woman as she gasped and quickly ran from the room.
I promptly returned my attention to Bren's amazing dick. I pulled down the foreskin and sucked the bare head. I licked up the pre-cum and swirled my tongue around. I let my eyes drift upwards and found Bren staring at me as I sucked on his throbbing cock. He smiled at me and indicated the mirror to my left. I looked over and watched myself sucking him. I took him out of my mouth and laughed at the alluring image. He instructed me to keep going and I was only too glad to comply so I put him back into my mouth. I kept sucking and swirling my tongue while tickling and rubbing with my hands. I withdrew again to catch my breath and Bren took his penis into his hand. He jerked off with quick motions while I watched with fascination and delight.
He informed me that he was going to come so I put my mouth back onto his rock hard cock. I sucked eagerly and then felt a hot spray of thick hot liquid pour into my mouth. I attempted to swallow but the flood was overwhelming. The cum leaked out of the sides of my mouth as I slurped up as much as I could. I used my hands to catch the excess fluid and then rubbed the cum onto my breasts. I then licked my hands clean while Bren watched me with a look of dazed satisfaction. He knelt down in front of me and licked up the cum on my chest. I loved the thought of him tasting his own cum! His tongue was hot and wet against my skin and I sighed with pleasure. Bren and I kissed some more but we didn't linger for too much longer.
We cleaned up a bit and I put my clothes back on. Bren told me to go first so I walked back to the table silently. I sat down and blurted something about there being long line-ups for the washrooms. Jane was boring Chris with some story about the finer points of eye shadow selection and they both cluelessly polished off their meals. Bren came back to the table with a wide grin on his gorgeous face. We smiled at each other and finished off our food.
As we left the restaurant we ran into that woman with the pink shirt. Bren smiled widely and I told her that she ought to join us next time. Bren laughed out loud at this and Jane insisted that we let her in on the joke but we just reminded her of her hair and she was off in Jane land again. Chris walked dejectedly and said his goodbyes. Bren shook my hand and I squeezed it happily. He winked at me and smiled that devilishly cute smile of his. He then walked off and Jane and I went to her car.
"That was fun!" She exclaimed.
Yes it was I thought to myself.
"Isn't Brendan totally hot?" Squealed my stupid little sister.
"Yes indeed Jane, he is very hot." I nodded in agreement, suppressing a laugh.
"We should really do that again sometime, like way!" Giggled Jane.
"Yes, yes we should." I snickered, leaning back in my seat with a wide smile on my face. "I would LOVE to do that again!"
*** Two weeks later ***
"No Jane, you didn't!" I exclaimed.
"But you said you had a good time on that date." Whined my sister. She had set me up with Chris again, having convinced the poor boy that I liked him.
"I did have a good time." I smiled to myself, remembering that eventful evening. "But that doesn't mean I want to go out with Chris again!"
Jane, in her usual fashion, persisted annoyingly. "It's just a party Tash, and just because you go with him doesn't mean you have to hang out with him the whole time. Besides, Brendan asked if you were gonna be there and I said yes so don't make a liar out of me."
At the mention of Brendan I perked up. He had asked about me? And he had asked Jane? This guy had balls! (And I would know!) I simply had to see him again.
"Brendan asked if I was gonna be there?" I couldn't help myself from asking.
"Yeah, he said you're really nice. Isn't he sweet?! It's so cool when your boyfriend likes your sister eh?" Gushed my poor ridiculous sister. As if Bren was her boyfriend. They had only been out twice, and the second time I'm pretty sure he was thinking of things other than Jane.

Jane picked me up for the party in her little car and I was ushered into the backseat where Chris sat waiting. He mumbled a shy greeting and I responded in some way or other. All I could think about was the fact that I'd soon be seeing Brendan again. That incredible guy who had been occupying my thoughts so persistently ever since we had first met.
Chris was a little more confident this time around and I wondered what exactly Jane had said to him to boost his fragile ego. He kept looking at me and smiling widely. His cheeks would blush every time I met his gaze. Once he even worked up the courage to compliment my appearance. I wondered if Brendan would like my chosen attire.
When we got to the party I jumped out of the car eager to encounter the object of my desires. I hopped to the door and unfortunately Chris followed. He even stepped on my heal once.
Once inside I turned on my "Brendan detection beacon" and surveyed the room intently, careful not to miss an inch of floor space. I brought my gaze to a couch across the room and spotted him standing next to it. My heart soared when I saw his gorgeous frame. He was wearing green pants and a white shirt and my god, did he look good! I blushed when I saw that he was looking straight at me, with those beautiful blue eyes that seemed to boar right into my soul. He smiled slightly, not that devilish cocky grin, but that sweet, goofy smile that told me he was too happy to bother with appearing suave and confident. I smiled back, also unwilling to hide how pleased I was to see him. Just then, Jane entered the room and she immediately ran across the floor to greet Brendan.
"Oh my god! You're here!" She squealed shamelessly, flinging her arms around Brendan's neck.
I couldn't hear his response but he removed her arms from his body and smiled with embarrassment. He looked towards me pleadingly and I walked over with Chris on my heels. We said hello and then looked into each other's eyes for I don't know how long. Jane eventually broke our trance when she began tugging at Bren's arm, announcing that they simply must mingle. Apparently she needed Bren's companionship on this mission. He rolled his eyes but agreed to her request, inviting me to come along as well. Jane however, insisted that I do my best to entertain Chris. The next thing I knew Jane had whisked a very worried looking Bren away and I was left with the Baron of Boredom.
I'm not sure how much time passed as Chris explained the importance of a shell account but it seemed like a long time. Longer than was necessary to successfully mingle. I announced my need to find a bathroom and made my escape. Walking around the house, I looked for you know who in vain. I concluded my search outside and sighed with disappointment. Where could he be? Suddenly I felt hands on my shoulders and hot breath on my neck.
"You look stunning." Whispered a familiar voice. My heart skipped a beat and I felt myself burning up with desire. "That dress is... fantastic!" I was wearing my body-dress with the black and white swirly design. "And I love your hair like that." Good thing I had decided to wear my hair down, I thought.
Brendan kissed my neck softly and cupped my breasts in his large hands. He squeezed eagerly and nibbled on my tingling flesh. I giggled and turned around to see his face. His stubbly cheeks couldn't hide the adorable dimples that sprang up when he smiled. His eyes stared lustfully into my own and I pressed my body against his in response to my own longing. Bren pressed his lips against mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. I kissed him eagerly and forcefully. I wrapped one of my legs around his thigh and rubbed myself against him. He stroked my leg and my butt. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter, and I could feel his hardness pressing up against me. He slipped his hand into my underwear and touched my wetness. Continuing to kiss my lips he rubbed his fingers around my vulva. I moaned in agreement and swayed my hips slightly, asking for more. He pressed a finger into me and I groaned with delight.
Suddenly we heard the sound of laughter and we were reminded of our location. Bren pulled his finger out of me and the walls of my vagina burned with disappointment. He mentioned that there were rooms upstairs and we moved back into the house. I asked him how he had managed to escape Jane and he said that he had given her a beer. Of course I thought, just give her the opportunity to get drunk and she's gone to Lahlah-land.
We got upstairs and headed for the nearest door. We opened it and found a bathroom.
"This is where I told Chris I'd be." I laughed.
"He must think you have one hell of a full bladder." Joined in Bren.
We moved on to the next door and found a bedroom. It appeared to be the room of a child. The door didn't have a lock but at that point we didn't care. Bren picked me up and threw me onto the small bed. He ripped off my undies and thrust his head between my legs. I felt him licking up the juices that continued to flow from my quivering pussy. Bren wedged his tongue inside me and I moaned with pleasure. I looked down to see his nose buried in my bright red bush. I must admit, the sight amused me, so I laughed. Bren looked up without moving his face and I could tell he was smiling. I giggled again and he removed his head, telling me that he enjoyed it when I laughed. Then he unbuttoned my dress and watched it slip off my shoulders. I tore off his shirt and pants, completely forgetting where we were and how many people were downstairs.
I told Bren to finger me again and he smiled his devilish grin. He penetrated me slowly and lovingly, caressing the inside of my body with his large fingers. I moaned and sighed, as he watched me with his intense eyes. His rhythm quickened and he shoved harder while I groaned with excitement. I felt him insert another finger and my breath got more labored. When he entered a third I opened my eyes wide and moaned loudly, which made him smile a very wicked grin. He pushed his fingers hard and fast and my liquid made delicious squishing noises.
Without warning, Bren withdrew his fingers and I whimpered in resistance. Fortunately he rapidly inserted his thumb. He moved it around my warm cave and then penetrated quite deeply. All of a sudden, I felt a glorious pounding in my vagina. It felt like a drum beating within me. I gasped with delight and exclaimed "Yes!" It was all I could say, I was so overwhelmed with this new feeling.
"That's your g-spot." Smiled Bren. I didn't care what it was, just as long as he didn't stop!
Thankfully, he continued to pleasure me. I moaned and attempted to catch my breath, almost yelling out loud a few times the feeling was so intense. Eventually I could handle no more and began to resist so Bren stopped. He lay next to me and I held on to him for support.
After a few minutes I got on top of Bren, resting on his chest. He stroked my back and legs tenderly. Bren kissed me softly and told me to turn around so I did. I lay on top of him, in a 69 position and began fondling his hardening cock. He licked my pulsing vagina with his hot tongue. Suddenly the door flew open and someone walked in. I swung my head to the side and I felt Bren straining his neck to see the door. Chris gasped loudly, almost letting out a whimpering sound. He quickly shut the door, and we heard him running down the stairs.
I climbed off of Brendan and we looked at each other in amazement.
I could see the corners of his mouth twitching and his eyes twinkled in amusement. I smiled at Bren and he burst into laughter. I blushed with embarrassment and covered my face with my hands. Bren kept laughing as he took hold of my hands and brought them away from my face.
"Don't worry about it Natacha, it's just Chris! It's okay, it's not like he's going to tell anyone." He said as he kissed me softly on the lips.
I nodded and let out the laugh that had been building up. "I guess pink is a good color for him." I joked. Bren laughed too and hugged me affectionately.
"Now where were we?" I asked as I pinned him down onto the bed.
I kissed his neck and chest and licked his nipples. Bren laughed and pushed me away playfully. I responded by bringing my head towards his large penis. He hummed in agreement as I ran my tongue up and down his warm cock. I stroked his balls and took his length into my salivating mouth. I loved the feeling of his delicious cock hardening inside my mouth. I licked it eagerly, swirling my tongue around the head, inside the foreskin. I sucked hard, taking him deeper into my throat. I hummed the way I knew he loved it and listened to him sigh with pleasure. I continued to lick and suck him while people walked outside the door. Bren told me he was going to cum soon so I took him out of my mouth and climbed on top of him.
"I want you to come inside me" I whispered into his ear. He asked me if I was sure and I told him the truth. "I want you to fuck me hard Bren! Take me now!"
I eased my wet hole onto his hard, throbbing cock and felt him enter me. The sensation was incredible. He was so huge that it was slightly painful but definitely worth it. He slid inside me slowly and gently and I moaned with delight. I groaned that I wanted it faster and deeper and Bren responded by pushing me off of his body.
Before I could protest he turned me over and propped me up on all fours. Then he got in back of me and shoved his rock hard heat inside my wetness. I yelped from the sensation and he slammed harder. In and out quickly and furiously, he made me yell with pleasure. I felt my body pounding from the inside, my flesh tingling with excitement. It was as though thunder were exploding within me. I kept moaning for more and more when finally I felt a hot spray flood my body.
It was so gloriously warm and wet, a sensation of liquid heat cleansing my insides. I relished the feeling for as long as I could.
Bren pulled out of me and we collapsed next to each other on this child's bed. We lay there for a second, catching our breath and then Bren brought his head to my burning vag. He licked up our juices and then kissed me, leaking our combined fluids into my mouth. I took my cue and licked off his wet penis. We kissed and held each other for a while before I decided to look at the time.
"We should probably go downstairs... I guess." I mumbled.
Bren agreed reluctantly and we dressed slowly, stopping every so often to kiss or touch. We emerged from the room together, squinting our eyes in the light of the hallway. A few people waiting outside the bathroom door grinned at us knowingly. I blushed, remembering how loudly I had been moaning. Bren put his large arm around me, as if protecting me from the stares of others. We walked downstairs and ran into Chris. Bren smiled widely and I giggled slightly. Chris turned a bright, intense red, making his face match his hair. He quickly turned away and rushed over to Jane. She was lying on the couch with a dazed look on her face, not unlike the look on Bren's face... and perhaps my own.
"I want to go Jane, I want to leave now!" Chris squealed as he shook her arm furiously. "Now Jane, please!"
Jane mumbled incoherently and took out her keys. Bren grabbed them and announced that he'd drive Chris home. This of course set off Chris into wild hysterics. No, he insisted, it was quite all right. But Bren ignored his protest and grabbed Jane's semi unconscious body. He told Chris that if he wanted to leave the party he had better come along so the boy had to choice but to comply.
We found Jane's car and Bren dumped her into the backseat. Chris climbed in next to her and I sat in the passenger seat. Bren drove Chris home in silent amusement and then we brought Jane to her place. We dragged her inside and let her collapse on her bed. Then we walked towards my house while watching the sunrise. Bren asked me why I had gone out with Chris again. "Jane's doing," I explained. He nodded his head and said he would tell Jane he was done with her.
"I'll just tell her I've found someone better," he smirked, winking at me.
"Me too." I smiled, taking Bren's hand in mine.