Leopold was the conductor of the Colorado Symphony Orchestra.
Tonight I was on a date to the symphony with Ted. This was our second date; Ted was on of the first guys I met online dating. I would say he was the most sophisticated guy I had met. As evidenced tonight with him taking me to the symphony and wearing a tuxedo.
I was enjoying this very much. I also dressed my best, wearing a long, black, formal evening gown with tiny sequins, my long dark hair pinned up, showing off my diamond earrings and pearl necklace. I wore my gold watch accented with diamond chips and my gold bracelet on my other wrist.
I felt very elegant and was happy to be out with such a well-dressed man.
Ted was also the tallest man I had ever gone out with. Six foot six. And on our first date I learned that all his parts were proportional. I was looking forward to seeing Ted's big staff again.
I got a naughty impulse. I place my hand on Ted's lap and as the woodwinds played louder I slid it slyly up to his crotch, feeling for the large meaty package concealed in his formal slacks.
Ted gave me a surprised, slightly incredulous look which I returned with a impish smile and moved my hand back to his knee. He placed his hand on top of mine and we enjoyed the rest of the performance.
After the performance we stopped into a wine bar. As we sipped Chardonnay we both surveyed all the other well-dressed couples. I concluded that we were most elegant pair out that evening.
"What's new in your life, Diana?" Ted asked conversationally.
"Not much, just enjoying the single life," I stated.
"Right, the single life. Meaning you've been doing some dating?"
"Sure, haven't you?" I smiled and batted my eyelashes.
"Well, yes, I've been dating a few ladies, although I try to be a gentleman and not tell."
"I'm not trying to press, I just was sharing that I enjoy being a single lady right now."
"Understood. I appreciate your candor. It's nice that we can be clear and upload about expectations. A newly single woman as attractive as you, Diana, should not be burdened with emotional entanglements. I'm just glad you can fit to your schedule."
"Oh, I definitely want to fit you in Ted. All the way in."
"Wow, that's an arousing statement. Shall we drink up and head back to your place?"
"Of course; no sense wasting time when we both know what we want."
We headed up to the parking garage and climbed into Ted's big black Escalade. The traffic was still heavy from all the other cars leaving, lined up bumper-to-bumper, waiting to wind their way out of the garage.
"It looks like it will take a while to get out of here," Ted observed. "Shall just wait in this spot for a bit?"
"Sure. And while we wait..." I leaned across the Escalade's big center console over and kissed Ted. He reached back to put his long arms around me and we kissed for about a minute. It was a good kiss, but a little uncomfortable with the console between us. We both looked into the back at the same time. The Escalade had lots of room in the back with two leather captain's chairs in the middle and a leather bench seat for the third row.
"Shall we move back where we have some more room?" Ted asked.
"Absolutely."
We both got out went to the back doors and got back in. As we did I made note of how darkly tinted the windows were. We settled into the roomy third seat while the endless line of cars crawled along behind our parking space.
As we kissed both our hands explored each other's bodies. It felt good when Ted touched my breast through my sequined gown.
I put my hand on Ted's crotch and felt the outline of his massive package. I traced the outline of it with my fingers. Not hard yet, but starting to be engorged. I found the head and rubbed it through Ted's slacks.
Ted squirmed. He paused in his kissing to look at me. He studied my middle-aged face, focusing on my brown eyes, then he looked down at my chest where the v-neck of my black sequined gown revealed a modest amount of cleavage. "You are so beautiful Diana. Even more so tonight in your elegant gown. Everything about you is gorgeous, the way you did your hair, your jewelry, make-up. I felt so lucky to be accompanied to the symphony with the most beautiful woman there."
"Thank you Ted. You clean up well yourself. I love how you look in this tuxedo." I rubbed his crotch some more and then my fingers found his zipper. I pulled it down.
"Diana, there are people all around us." Ted looked a bit worried.
"But you have darkly tinted windows, darling." I pulled the zipper all the way down and slipped my fingers inside.
"You are such a thrilling dichotomy Diana. So sophisticated and intelligent yet so naughty."
"I'm smart enough to know that when you have an opportunity for pleasure there's no benefit in passing it up." I rubbed his cock through his shorts. It was getting warm. I felt around and found the fly. My fingers slipped in and I touched the bare skin of his penis.
"Oh Diana," Ted squirmed and then leaned in an kissed me passionately as I fondled his growing cock inside his Tuxedo pants. Ted had one arm around my body and he placed his other hand on my left breast and squeezed through my gown. He moved to the other breast and we kissed for several minutes as I fondled his cock and he fondled my breasts.
I took hold of Ted's meaty shaft and pulled it out into the open.
"We could get in trouble," Ted worried as he looked out the back window at the car two feet away, with two couples inside, looking bored as they waited for the line of cars to move.
"Yes, there's a chance," I agreed. "Doesn't that make it more exciting?" I stroked his shaft and thought about the last time I had this eleven inch monster inside of me. I had to contort my body just right to fit him in all the way. It was still the longest tool of all the guys I had fucked since leaving my husband, although my first big black cock, Derek, was almost as long and much thicker.
"Going out with you, Diana, is one of the greatest thrills of my life." He raised up my gown and rubbed my thigh around the top on my stocking. He leaned in and kissed me hard.
I continued the stroke his cock as it got harder and harder, longer and longer.
Ted moved his hand further up under my gown. "Oh my, we seemed to be missing part of our wardrobe," he exclaimed as he discovered I was not wearing any panties. He pressed his hand against my pussy.
"Didn't you see me throw them onto the stage?"
"What?"
"Just kidding. When I got dressed tonight I thought it would be fun to be among all these best-dress people and have a little secret."
"I love your little secret." Ted's fingertip found my opening and began to rub its way inside.
I moved my hand up to the head of Ted's penis and rubbed it with my fingers. It was leaking a tiny bit of pre-cum. Ted squirmed as I rubbed it all around his German helmet. His cock now looked like a big floppy sausage; partially erect and curved over in the shape of an arch.
"This is making me nervous, Diana. There are people all around us."
"Risky sex is the hottest." I leaned over and began to suck on him. I grabbed the middle on his shaft and stroked, my hand moving in an arc as it followed the curve. I had his whole head in my mouth and I sucked hard. With each stroke of my arm the curve was less and less as member filled with warm blood.
I put both hands around his long shaft and then began to titillate the end of his penis with my tongue. I darted all around, tracing every edge and curve of the head while pumping the hardening shaft with both hands. I felt like I was creating a work art, creating a long hard penis with each lick and stroke.
Ted had his hand under my gown and was creating a work of his own. He had worked his long index finger into my vagina and was simultaneously massaging my clit with his thumb. He was creating a wet, fuckable pussy beneath my formal dress.
"Oh no, people are getting into the car next to us." Ted said in a worried tone.
"Remember, you can see them better than they can see you. Just act nonchalant; try not to look like a woman is sucking your monster cock." I put his cock back into my mouth.
Ted chuckled. "God you are a wild woman. I love it, Diana."
I just kept working on him, bobbing my head up and down, taking him in as deep as my throat allowed. Then I took it out of my mouth and licked all all around while one hand stroked and my other fluttered around, stimulating different points to see the reaction. I felt like a sculptor, creating a work of erotic art.
Ted kept working on me too, and he was getting my pussy pretty hot. I was beginning to crave a long stiff cock inside me.
And I had now gotten Ted rock hard and ready to penetrate. I leaned back to take in the result of my oral and manual labor. It was a thing of beauty. Ted's penis was twice as long most normal male organs. I had made it stand straight up. I wrapped my fingers around the end, wet with my spit. I rubbed it all over, then slid my hand all the way down the shaft and back up again, making sure every inch was ossified. It was a freakish thing, way longer than any cock should be, like a grotesque broomstick jutting out of Ted's crotch.
And yet I longed for it inside me. Deep, deep inside.
Ted moaned and then said, "You look so gorgeous and elegant, I want to fuck you with your gown on."
"Ok, if you'll fuck me with your tuxedo on. Well you can drop your pants, but I want to see that bow tie looking crisp as you slide your giant shaft into me."
I hiked my gown up and spread open my legs while Ted rolled an extra large condom down over his massive member.
"This is great vehicle for fucking in. How many times have you done it?"
"This will be the first. I usually manage to get my dates inside a house or hotel room before we get intimate."
"Well you and I have done that already. Now it's time to christen this Escalade in style."
"Oh yes, we're going to christen the hell out of this vehicle," Ted proclaimed as he got on his knees between my open legs and aimed his cock at my pussy.
"We listened to some great classic music," I said, "but now let's do some rocking."
"I just hope the police don't come a knocking."
"Enjoy the thrill, baby."
Ted grinned and pushed his tip against my pussy. He let it slide up the slit and stopped on my clit. It felt good just sitting there, not moving, not pressing, just the weight of his massive member laying on top of my pleasure hood. Then he moved back down and up again, pausing a few more seconds at the top before he began to move his hard head all around my vulva with gently increasing pressure. He found my vaginal opening and gave a slight push, just enough to squeeze out some of my wetness onto his tip. He slid back up to my clit and then repeated this several times; with each push his tip he went ever so slightly further in, spreading more and more of my love juice around my vulva. As his cock tip visited my clit he began to make small circles, giving me pleasure quakes.
"Damn, you're a good fucker," I proclaimed.
"You give me inspiration, Diana. I want to savor every moment I'm with you."
"And I want to savor every inch of your wonderful cock, Ted." I lay back and closed my eyes as his pleasure wand did its magic. It felt so good. My heart was beating fast as pushed against my opening with a tiny bit more force and I felt that wonderful sensation of my vagina opening up and letting him in. I felt him move about three or four inches inside before the tightness of my tunnel brought him to a stop.
Ted began to slowly fuck me with just the top part of his long cock. "You're so beautiful, Diana," Ted whispered. "So sexy, so desirable, it gives me chills to be with you." He kissed me on the mouth.
I kept my eyes closed as we kissed, enjoying his short, deliberate strokes. My pussy relaxed and I felt him move deeper, all the way into my pelvis, and his strokes went faster. Soon I felt my tummy tingle and then a bump and a shutter went up my spine as Ted hit my cervix.
I knew he was a deep as he could get without special positioning, but I was feeling fine. I had a good nine or ten inches of hard cock inside me; what more could a girl want?
Ted switch from fast, short strokes to long, slow ones. Now that my birth canal was fully stretched he was able to pull himself back until just the tip was in, then move all the way in again. He grabbed my waist to steady himself as he had to move his hips, back and knees to complete these long strokes.
I was enjoying myself. Of course, I get the most pleasure from direct clitoral stimulation, but when a man moves inside me it pulls and tightens the skin to produce a good feeling. And when a man like Ted is able to move in for so long and out for so long, it was a very different sensation. A marvelous one indeed.
Ted began to vary his rhythm, alternating between fast, short strokes and the long slow ones. It was doing the job on me; my pulse was racing and my breathing shallow.
"The traffic is letting up," Ted observed as he looked out the window during a long deep plunge. "I didn't even notice," he said as he pulled slowly back, "that the cars on both sides of us have left already."
"Well we're not going anywhere until you make cum, darling."
"I wouldn't dream of it. I could stay here all night, making love to your beautiful body."
Ted fucked me with a new enthusiasm. I could feel the sexual energy build as he pumped me with his mighty penis. I reached down and pressed my fingers onto my clit and started to message it vigorously as the long cock pounded away. My whole body squirmed beneath Ted's large frame as my fingers struck cords of pleasure.
"Oh God, Ted, it feels so good."
"Yes Diana, you make me so hot. My penis feels incredible."
"Yes, your cock does feel incredible. I love being fucked by your long, long, cock."
"What an awesome woman you are."
Ted's strokes were both long and fast. I never had so many inches per second of man meat moving through my fuck tunnel.
I rubbed my clit harder and faster and my breaths were so short and fast I could now barely speak. "Oh, oh, oh," was all I could say.
"Yes, yes, yes," Ted responded, out of breath himself.
I felt electricity flowing through every nerve of my body into my clitoris. Then a wave of pleasure washed over and my head started to spin as my vaginal muscles contracted, over and over, squeezing the penis that filled it.
"Oh God, here I cum," Ted uttered as he began his own contractions, his big body shuttering on top of mine. His hands were tight around my waist and he shook me like a rag doll as his body forced semen down his long urethra and out the tip, only to crash against the end of the condom that was pressed against my cervix.
Our two bodies were locked together for many long seconds, both of us trembling, as I felt pleasure from head to toe.
"Oh yes, that was good," I proclaimed as my orgasm subsided enough to let me speak again.
"Yes that was incredible. I can't believe we just did that." Ted said as he pulled himself out of me and took care of the cum-filled condom. "I haven't had sex in a car since I was a teenager. And never with people so close by."
"Isn't it good to feel young again?"
"Yes, Diana, you make me feel young and of, so alive."
"Right, the single life. Meaning you've been doing some dating?"
"Sure, haven't you?" I smiled and batted my eyelashes.
"Well, yes, I've been dating a few ladies, although I try to be a gentleman and not tell."
"I'm not trying to press, I just was sharing that I enjoy being a single lady right now."
"Understood. I appreciate your candor. It's nice that we can be clear and upload about expectations. A newly single woman as attractive as you, Diana, should not be burdened with emotional entanglements. I'm just glad you can fit to your schedule."
"Oh, I definitely want to fit you in Ted. All the way in."
"Wow, that's an arousing statement. Shall we drink up and head back to your place?"
"Of course; no sense wasting time when we both know what we want."
We headed up to the parking garage and climbed into Ted's big black Escalade. The traffic was still heavy from all the other cars leaving, lined up bumper-to-bumper, waiting to wind their way out of the garage.
"It looks like it will take a while to get out of here," Ted observed. "Shall just wait in this spot for a bit?"
"Sure. And while we wait..." I leaned across the Escalade's big center console over and kissed Ted. He reached back to put his long arms around me and we kissed for about a minute. It was a good kiss, but a little uncomfortable with the console between us. We both looked into the back at the same time. The Escalade had lots of room in the back with two leather captain's chairs in the middle and a leather bench seat for the third row.
"Shall we move back where we have some more room?" Ted asked.
"Absolutely."
We both got out went to the back doors and got back in. As we did I made note of how darkly tinted the windows were. We settled into the roomy third seat while the endless line of cars crawled along behind our parking space.
As we kissed both our hands explored each other's bodies. It felt good when Ted touched my breast through my sequined gown.
I put my hand on Ted's crotch and felt the outline of his massive package. I traced the outline of it with my fingers. Not hard yet, but starting to be engorged. I found the head and rubbed it through Ted's slacks.
Ted squirmed. He paused in his kissing to look at me. He studied my middle-aged face, focusing on my brown eyes, then he looked down at my chest where the v-neck of my black sequined gown revealed a modest amount of cleavage. "You are so beautiful Diana. Even more so tonight in your elegant gown. Everything about you is gorgeous, the way you did your hair, your jewelry, make-up. I felt so lucky to be accompanied to the symphony with the most beautiful woman there."
"Thank you Ted. You clean up well yourself. I love how you look in this tuxedo." I rubbed his crotch some more and then my fingers found his zipper. I pulled it down.
"Diana, there are people all around us." Ted looked a bit worried.
"But you have darkly tinted windows, darling." I pulled the zipper all the way down and slipped my fingers inside.
"You are such a thrilling dichotomy Diana. So sophisticated and intelligent yet so naughty."
"I'm smart enough to know that when you have an opportunity for pleasure there's no benefit in passing it up." I rubbed his cock through his shorts. It was getting warm. I felt around and found the fly. My fingers slipped in and I touched the bare skin of his penis.
"Oh Diana," Ted squirmed and then leaned in an kissed me passionately as I fondled his growing cock inside his Tuxedo pants. Ted had one arm around my body and he placed his other hand on my left breast and squeezed through my gown. He moved to the other breast and we kissed for several minutes as I fondled his cock and he fondled my breasts.
I took hold of Ted's meaty shaft and pulled it out into the open.
"We could get in trouble," Ted worried as he looked out the back window at the car two feet away, with two couples inside, looking bored as they waited for the line of cars to move.
"Yes, there's a chance," I agreed. "Doesn't that make it more exciting?" I stroked his shaft and thought about the last time I had this eleven inch monster inside of me. I had to contort my body just right to fit him in all the way. It was still the longest tool of all the guys I had fucked since leaving my husband, although my first big black cock, Derek, was almost as long and much thicker.
"Going out with you, Diana, is one of the greatest thrills of my life." He raised up my gown and rubbed my thigh around the top on my stocking. He leaned in and kissed me hard.
I continued the stroke his cock as it got harder and harder, longer and longer.
Ted moved his hand further up under my gown. "Oh my, we seemed to be missing part of our wardrobe," he exclaimed as he discovered I was not wearing any panties. He pressed his hand against my pussy.
"Didn't you see me throw them onto the stage?"
"What?"
"Just kidding. When I got dressed tonight I thought it would be fun to be among all these best-dress people and have a little secret."
"I love your little secret." Ted's fingertip found my opening and began to rub its way inside.
I moved my hand up to the head of Ted's penis and rubbed it with my fingers. It was leaking a tiny bit of pre-cum. Ted squirmed as I rubbed it all around his German helmet. His cock now looked like a big floppy sausage; partially erect and curved over in the shape of an arch.
"This is making me nervous, Diana. There are people all around us."
"Risky sex is the hottest." I leaned over and began to suck on him. I grabbed the middle on his shaft and stroked, my hand moving in an arc as it followed the curve. I had his whole head in my mouth and I sucked hard. With each stroke of my arm the curve was less and less as member filled with warm blood.
I put both hands around his long shaft and then began to titillate the end of his penis with my tongue. I darted all around, tracing every edge and curve of the head while pumping the hardening shaft with both hands. I felt like I was creating a work art, creating a long hard penis with each lick and stroke.
Ted had his hand under my gown and was creating a work of his own. He had worked his long index finger into my vagina and was simultaneously massaging my clit with his thumb. He was creating a wet, fuckable pussy beneath my formal dress.
"Oh no, people are getting into the car next to us." Ted said in a worried tone.
"Remember, you can see them better than they can see you. Just act nonchalant; try not to look like a woman is sucking your monster cock." I put his cock back into my mouth.
Ted chuckled. "God you are a wild woman. I love it, Diana."
I just kept working on him, bobbing my head up and down, taking him in as deep as my throat allowed. Then I took it out of my mouth and licked all all around while one hand stroked and my other fluttered around, stimulating different points to see the reaction. I felt like a sculptor, creating a work of erotic art.
Ted kept working on me too, and he was getting my pussy pretty hot. I was beginning to crave a long stiff cock inside me.
And I had now gotten Ted rock hard and ready to penetrate. I leaned back to take in the result of my oral and manual labor. It was a thing of beauty. Ted's penis was twice as long most normal male organs. I had made it stand straight up. I wrapped my fingers around the end, wet with my spit. I rubbed it all over, then slid my hand all the way down the shaft and back up again, making sure every inch was ossified. It was a freakish thing, way longer than any cock should be, like a grotesque broomstick jutting out of Ted's crotch.
And yet I longed for it inside me. Deep, deep inside.
Ted moaned and then said, "You look so gorgeous and elegant, I want to fuck you with your gown on."
"Ok, if you'll fuck me with your tuxedo on. Well you can drop your pants, but I want to see that bow tie looking crisp as you slide your giant shaft into me."
I hiked my gown up and spread open my legs while Ted rolled an extra large condom down over his massive member.
"This is great vehicle for fucking in. How many times have you done it?"
"This will be the first. I usually manage to get my dates inside a house or hotel room before we get intimate."
"Well you and I have done that already. Now it's time to christen this Escalade in style."
"Oh yes, we're going to christen the hell out of this vehicle," Ted proclaimed as he got on his knees between my open legs and aimed his cock at my pussy.
"We listened to some great classic music," I said, "but now let's do some rocking."
"I just hope the police don't come a knocking."
"Enjoy the thrill, baby."
Ted grinned and pushed his tip against my pussy. He let it slide up the slit and stopped on my clit. It felt good just sitting there, not moving, not pressing, just the weight of his massive member laying on top of my pleasure hood. Then he moved back down and up again, pausing a few more seconds at the top before he began to move his hard head all around my vulva with gently increasing pressure. He found my vaginal opening and gave a slight push, just enough to squeeze out some of my wetness onto his tip. He slid back up to my clit and then repeated this several times; with each push his tip he went ever so slightly further in, spreading more and more of my love juice around my vulva. As his cock tip visited my clit he began to make small circles, giving me pleasure quakes.
"Damn, you're a good fucker," I proclaimed.
"You give me inspiration, Diana. I want to savor every moment I'm with you."
"And I want to savor every inch of your wonderful cock, Ted." I lay back and closed my eyes as his pleasure wand did its magic. It felt so good. My heart was beating fast as pushed against my opening with a tiny bit more force and I felt that wonderful sensation of my vagina opening up and letting him in. I felt him move about three or four inches inside before the tightness of my tunnel brought him to a stop.
Ted began to slowly fuck me with just the top part of his long cock. "You're so beautiful, Diana," Ted whispered. "So sexy, so desirable, it gives me chills to be with you." He kissed me on the mouth.
I kept my eyes closed as we kissed, enjoying his short, deliberate strokes. My pussy relaxed and I felt him move deeper, all the way into my pelvis, and his strokes went faster. Soon I felt my tummy tingle and then a bump and a shutter went up my spine as Ted hit my cervix.
I knew he was a deep as he could get without special positioning, but I was feeling fine. I had a good nine or ten inches of hard cock inside me; what more could a girl want?
Ted switch from fast, short strokes to long, slow ones. Now that my birth canal was fully stretched he was able to pull himself back until just the tip was in, then move all the way in again. He grabbed my waist to steady himself as he had to move his hips, back and knees to complete these long strokes.
I was enjoying myself. Of course, I get the most pleasure from direct clitoral stimulation, but when a man moves inside me it pulls and tightens the skin to produce a good feeling. And when a man like Ted is able to move in for so long and out for so long, it was a very different sensation. A marvelous one indeed.
Ted began to vary his rhythm, alternating between fast, short strokes and the long slow ones. It was doing the job on me; my pulse was racing and my breathing shallow.
"The traffic is letting up," Ted observed as he looked out the window during a long deep plunge. "I didn't even notice," he said as he pulled slowly back, "that the cars on both sides of us have left already."
"Well we're not going anywhere until you make cum, darling."
"I wouldn't dream of it. I could stay here all night, making love to your beautiful body."
Ted fucked me with a new enthusiasm. I could feel the sexual energy build as he pumped me with his mighty penis. I reached down and pressed my fingers onto my clit and started to message it vigorously as the long cock pounded away. My whole body squirmed beneath Ted's large frame as my fingers struck cords of pleasure.
"Oh God, Ted, it feels so good."
"Yes Diana, you make me so hot. My penis feels incredible."
"Yes, your cock does feel incredible. I love being fucked by your long, long, cock."
"What an awesome woman you are."
Ted's strokes were both long and fast. I never had so many inches per second of man meat moving through my fuck tunnel.
I rubbed my clit harder and faster and my breaths were so short and fast I could now barely speak. "Oh, oh, oh," was all I could say.
"Yes, yes, yes," Ted responded, out of breath himself.
I felt electricity flowing through every nerve of my body into my clitoris. Then a wave of pleasure washed over and my head started to spin as my vaginal muscles contracted, over and over, squeezing the penis that filled it.
"Oh God, here I cum," Ted uttered as he began his own contractions, his big body shuttering on top of mine. His hands were tight around my waist and he shook me like a rag doll as his body forced semen down his long urethra and out the tip, only to crash against the end of the condom that was pressed against my cervix.
Our two bodies were locked together for many long seconds, both of us trembling, as I felt pleasure from head to toe.
"Oh yes, that was good," I proclaimed as my orgasm subsided enough to let me speak again.
"Yes that was incredible. I can't believe we just did that." Ted said as he pulled himself out of me and took care of the cum-filled condom. "I haven't had sex in a car since I was a teenager. And never with people so close by."
"Isn't it good to feel young again?"
"Yes, Diana, you make me feel young and of, so alive."
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