On Friday I went on a date! Dinner, drinks, conversation; the sort of thing you'd expect. We met at a restaurant, and then after dinner we went to his place for a few drinks.

And... Well, to be honest he kind of surprised me! When we'd been messaging before the date there had been a fair bit of sex chat, so we both kind of knew what the other person was into, and we seemed quite compatible in that sense. (I.e. he's a total top - and I'm decidedly not!)

We got to making out a bit on the sofa, I was feeling up his bulge and he was groping my arse, and suddenly he stopped it and told me, that if this was to have any potential at all he needed to know if the sexual aspect would work. Well, I thought we were actually heading towards sex anyway, so I didn't quite know why he'd need to be vocal about it.

But then he told me he'd only be interested in dating a slut. I was still a bit confused, but okay... I mean, I wasn't exactly playing hard to get! And then he dropped the bomb: I could either leave now, or he could call a friend and invite him over to fuck me. Take it or leave it.

I tried pointing out that it was HIS cock I wanted - the bulge felt pretty sizeable - but it wasn't up for negotiation. Anyway, I was a bit drunk by then so why the heck not, right? Any cock is better than no cock when you're horny...

So he made the call, and within 20 minutes his friend arrived and I was pushed to my knees and the friend fished out his cock and told me to suck him hard. That didn't take long, and after a few minutes I was pushed into the bedroom and told to get naked on the bed. That's never a command that I tend to object to, really, but it did feel a bit odd. And when I was in place on hands and knees on the bed, the friend - still fully dressed with his cock hanging out of his jeans - got behind me, lubed me up and started fucking me hard and raw.

My date, meanwhile, pulled up a chair and watched.

And I watched him... He wasn't even feeling up his bulge, but just sat there, watching me get fucked.

When the friend had dumped his load in me he pulled out, zipped up his jeans and left - and I was kind of hoping my date would go in for sloppy seconds, but he got up and told me to get dressed, and then we went back to the sitting room for another drink.

He told me I'd done well and that he'd like to see me again. I might have begged for him to fuck me... But clearly that wasn't happening! Does that count as HIM playing hard-to-get?

Anyway, we finished our drinks and agreed I should come over for dinner on Wednesday. We'll see what happens then.