On our first date, I never expected to give him a sloppy handjob

On our first date, things took a wild turn. I was a typical college girl, eager to please my new guy. On our way home from the cinema, I found myself craving his touch. As we sat in his car, I impulsively reached for his pants, my hand shaking with anticipation. I had never done this before, but the thought of pleasing him made me incredibly horny. My movements were clumsy at first, my hand slipping and sliding over his length. But he didn't seem to mind, his moans encouraging me to continue. As I gained confidence, I became more skilled, my hand moving in rhythmic strokes. It was a sloppy handjob, but it was also incredibly arousing. We both knew this wasn't how a first date was supposed to end, but it didn't matter. The fact that I was able to please him so quickly was a thrilling experience. And as we parted, I couldn't help but wonder what other surprises awaited us in our budding relationship.