In the Back Row pt. 4
As he manhandled my breasts with his mouth, one hand slipped between my legs. He muttered, "oh, so wet." I moaned in agreement. Breast play really gets me going. His fingers slid over my wet pussy lips. I felt the tip of one finger enter me, and it felt so good. I was in heat, and I spread my legs wide for his touch. His long finger entered me, slipping inside easily. He put a second finger inside, and I could feel my wetness gushing over him.
He took his fingers out of me and sucked them. Then he kissed me deep. As I was recovering from the kiss, he put his fingers on my clit and began stroking it just the way I like it. He put his two fingers inside my pussy and used his thumb to stimulate my clit. It was better than any vibrator I've ever had. I was getting the best handjob of my life.
The seat beneath me was getting so wet, and I felt a little guilty about that. The next patron was going to be in for quite a surprise. Everything felt so good that I didn't care. His magic fingers coaxed a short orgasm from me, and I moaned into his hot mouth. His fingers and thumb kept rubbing faster and faster, and I came again. It's like he had a robotic hand that just wouldn't quit. The second orgasm came in long waves, and I slumped back in my seat.
With his fingers still inside, he slid to the ground. It was a tight fit, but he was able to kneel in front of me. He put his mouth on my clit and sucked it into his mouth. His fingers hooked upwards and further into me. I immediately exploded, and my body started to shake. I didn't even know I could have multiple orgasms. I had always assumed that was an urban myth.
I had my head back on the seat. When we first started, I had one eye out for any passers-by. Now I didn't care at all. My clit and pussy throbbed, and I didn't care who knew it.
He continued to eat me like I was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. He used his tongue and lips all over me and in me. I pulled his head up for a quick kiss, and I licked my juices off his mouth and chin. The bottom of his face was soaking wet. He bent down again and pressed his face between my thighs. He licked me in long smooth strokes, all the way from the clit, down my slit, to my asshole, and starting all over again.
We had agreed that our first meeting didn't have to lead to full sex. At that moment I was so wet and ready that I needed to feel cock pumping inside me. I whispered my intentions into his ear. I could feel him grin, and he answered, "my car's parked in the quiet corner of the lot." That was good enough for me.
To be continued...
He took his fingers out of me and sucked them. Then he kissed me deep. As I was recovering from the kiss, he put his fingers on my clit and began stroking it just the way I like it. He put his two fingers inside my pussy and used his thumb to stimulate my clit. It was better than any vibrator I've ever had. I was getting the best handjob of my life.
The seat beneath me was getting so wet, and I felt a little guilty about that. The next patron was going to be in for quite a surprise. Everything felt so good that I didn't care. His magic fingers coaxed a short orgasm from me, and I moaned into his hot mouth. His fingers and thumb kept rubbing faster and faster, and I came again. It's like he had a robotic hand that just wouldn't quit. The second orgasm came in long waves, and I slumped back in my seat.
With his fingers still inside, he slid to the ground. It was a tight fit, but he was able to kneel in front of me. He put his mouth on my clit and sucked it into his mouth. His fingers hooked upwards and further into me. I immediately exploded, and my body started to shake. I didn't even know I could have multiple orgasms. I had always assumed that was an urban myth.
I had my head back on the seat. When we first started, I had one eye out for any passers-by. Now I didn't care at all. My clit and pussy throbbed, and I didn't care who knew it.
He continued to eat me like I was the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. He used his tongue and lips all over me and in me. I pulled his head up for a quick kiss, and I licked my juices off his mouth and chin. The bottom of his face was soaking wet. He bent down again and pressed his face between my thighs. He licked me in long smooth strokes, all the way from the clit, down my slit, to my asshole, and starting all over again.
We had agreed that our first meeting didn't have to lead to full sex. At that moment I was so wet and ready that I needed to feel cock pumping inside me. I whispered my intentions into his ear. I could feel him grin, and he answered, "my car's parked in the quiet corner of the lot." That was good enough for me.
To be continued...
Labels: erotica, exhibitionism
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