I’m sitting on his lap outside enjoying the night air.
I really want him to kiss me. He seems to be a little pre-occupied with my body; enjoying his access to my legs, ass and hips. I can see him studying my curves with his finger tips, I also notice when he briefly pauses from studying me, to experiencing me… squeezing my hips… I like that.
I feel like he’s teasing me; with every touch and squeeze, I feel myself getting wetter and wetter.
I’m trying to keep my cool, so I’m totally quite and still, and after a few minutes he asks me,
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m just a little tired”
“Do you want me to take you home?” He asked, with a tone that indicated to me that really didn’t want to.
“No, I’m enjoying our time together.”
“Good I am too…” he said, sounding relieved.
I turn to look at him and he’s smiling. I look down at his lips and have 5 or 6 quick fantasies about licking them, sucking them, biting them, and having them all over my body. I bite my lower lip for a moment and somehow one of my hands finds its way to his arm, and the other has grabbed the back of his head and pulled him to me. I kiss him, slowly and passionately, licking and biting his lips in the process.
I can feel my pussy start to throb. I feel like my pussy is a drum and a little man is inside of me beating the hell out of it. I can feel the vibration throughout my body… it makes me tremble.
I want this dude so bad… I open my eyes to look around to see if anyone is walking by… I see no one. I break from him for a second to contemplate on whether or not I’m really going to fuck him… right here… outside.
I forehead is resting on his and we’re both breathing heavily… I guess he liked that kiss…
“What are you thinking about?” He asked.
“Nothing” I responded. This dude has no idea.
I am so wet that I can feel it on my inner thighs… I start to squeeze them in hopes that my juices will not drip down any farther and expose my secret.
I continue to kiss him; this time he is freer with his hands. He grabs my ass with one hand and takes the other and glides it up between my breasts to my neck, to my chin… to my lips. He breaks from me kissing me and rubs his finger across my lips; I eagerly stick my tongue out to lick it… I see him mouth the word oooh. Then I throw him a little wink, to show him that every movement is deliberate and that I know what I’m doing.
I spread my legs to get him comfortably between them… I’m facing him now; and I can feel his hard dick up against my stomach. It makes me want him even more.
He sticks his tongue out and I dive in to receive it, too eager to suck it. I take my arms and anchor them under his arms so that my hands are resting on his shoulders and I can pull myself closer to him – I start to grind on him. I didn’t realize I was grinding on him until I saw a family walk by with his their young children… all the while the parents trying to shield the eyes of their kids from our exhibition… oops.
The family finally passes and he pulls my hair back and thrusts himself on me. He somehow quickly positioned himself so that his dick is thrusting directly on my pussy. He’s so hard that it hurts a little, but that doesn’t lessen my arousal in the least. It just makes me wish that dick was inside of me, instead of inside his jeans.
I look down and I see a wet spot on the front of my dress… damn it. What is this man doing to me?
He starts to aggressively grind on me, forcing my body to move up and down… I feel my temperature rising. I’m getting more and more excited with passing second.
He then takes his hand and firmly pulls my hair back so that my eyes are looking directly up at the sky and then he softly licks between my breasts and licks a trail up to my neck.
I’m arching my back so I can feel as much of him as possible all the while looking towards the sky and allowing my hands to move freely through my hair. My body temperature is steadily rising and the cool night air is having a very sensual effect on me. I feel like I could cum right here.
I take his hand and put it between my legs… I want him to know what he’s doing to me. I’m so wet that my silk thong is sticking to my pussy and he has to anchor his finger to move it out of the way so that he can enter me. He goes right for my G-spot…
He hits it once; I bring my eyes back to him and kiss him.
He hits it again; I bite my lips to keep from moaning and squeeze his back.
He hits it again, this time with two fingers and much faster, over and over and over.
I have to put my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming. Tears are starting to flow down my cheek. I quickly wipe my face clean and look down to see that I creamed all over his hand… thank goodness I have napkins in my purse.
My heart is still racing, and I feel a foreign emotion, something between joy, excitement and sadness- because I ‘m really happy and satisfied but for some reason I feel like I could sit here for 10 minutes and have a really good cry.
I rest my face on his neck to recover from my explosive orgasm. He rubs my back and whispers in my ear… “It’s okay baby…Daddy’s here.”
