We decided to meet on Saturday. It was Tuesday.We agreed to meet at a hotel bar to have a drink and if things clicked we could get a room for some al...ne time. By the time Saturday came, I was a horny mess. All I could do was think about Nikki. Cold showers weren't helping. Sex was always on my mind, especially with her. It was so hard not to touch myself while rereading all of our messages. Saturday night is finally here. It's about time to get ready. So, I showered, got dressed and was about. I let my fetishes steer the wheel a tiny bit, and ended up also picking out a Perfect Disguise, which would make me unrecognizable to even my closest friends, and a Rubber Constitution, which would make rough sex so much less painful. And those went so well with the Boon of Social Ambivalence, which would make it so that everything I did was totally normal, no matter how weird or illegal it was. And then? I didn't really have an excuse for also requesting the summonable strap-on that gave real. Cupping his balls, I tickled him with my tongue, feeling more sharp jerks. I had barely even touched him and already it felt like he would come any second. I looked around myself nervously, hoping all those distant faces weren't staring at us. Then again, it turned me on a little more, to think we might be being watched. He was so eager, he pushed his hips up toward my face and shoved his dick desperately into my mouth. I sucked hard, then released, caressing his hard pole with my tongue, then. He kissed her, closed-mouthed and chaste for a few moments as he waited for her to be ready. He felt her hesitation melting and her body softening to his. He prodded her closed lips with the tip of his tongue, willing her to open for him. She parted her lips slightly and he took her invitation. He deepened the kiss and began exploring her mouth with his tongue. The taste of sweet cake batter mixed with a taste that was purely her. It was heady and he was getting more and more lost in her..