Thursday, July 07, 2005
It was 2 am, they were alone at the park. It was such a warm summer night. No one else was around. She wore the most summery dress she could find in her closet. Pink, with spaghetti straps, showing incredible amounts of leg. They both wanted more. They both needed more. The picnic table just seemed to call to them. Inviting them. She lay back on it and spread her legs over it's sides. Panties now long gone from the earlier round in the parking lot of the club. Her pussy so wet, so hot. Her clit, still swollen from the onslaught of pleasure he had provided her numerous times already that evening. But still wanting more. She licked her fingers and slowly traced circles around her clit. Watching him as he watched her. Needing to touch her, needing to feel the heat, the moisture, he starts to caress her slit. Instant currents of lightning flash through her body at the first touch of his flesh. She furiously rubs her clit as he begins to thrust his fingers inside her. Begging her to cum. Demanding her to cum for him. She squirts her hot liquid into his hand as he feels her tighten around his fingers, hears her moans of desire. Her body convulses, her pussy squeezing tighter with every quake rushing through her body. Feeling every wave with her. Watching her. Her body as it quivers and shakes. Her pussy swollen, enveloped in his hand. Her clit, so hard, so sensitive, so responsive to his touch as he taps it lightly dragging out the sensations of the orgasm exploding inside her. Slowly her pussy begins to relax. He pulls his finger out ever so slowly. Allowing her to release him, feeling every last ripple as it ebbs from her body. His cock rock hard now from this glorious scene laid out before him, he pulls her gently by her legs to the end of the table. He slides in with one fluid motion as he lifts her legs to his strong shoulders. Buried inside her to the base he holds himself there, feeling her pulsate, as the velvety walls of her pussy caress every vein of his cock. He begins to thrust, slowly. The head grazing her clit as he withdraws, balls pressed firmly against her hot ass as he buries himself again. In and out until her body tenses and starts to shake once again. The muscles in her legs tighten as her pussy squeezes him tightly. Hot liquid flows from her. Drenching his cock. His balls. He never stops thrusting. Taking her. Her pussy now tighter than any virgin he had ever felt. He feels it building as his cock begins to throb. She knows he is going to cum. She senses it, she feels it. She wants it. She begs him for it. He withdraws as she drops from the table to her knees just in time for the last and final strokes to be provided by her hot, wet mouth. Cock buried deep in her throat as she sucks and swallows with an intensity that causes his legs to weaken. Grasping him by the ass she holds him there. Deep in her throat until she Has taken from him everything. Hands traveling as she lightly caresses his balls. Feeling him quiver and shake as she lightly sucks the last remaining drops from him. Slowly she slides her mouth upward. Releasing all but the head. Tongue running slow, light circles around it as she kisses the last of the ripples of pleasure from his body. No longer able to stand he drops to the bench with her body collapsing into his lap. Arms wrap each other tightly as their lips meet in a kiss that is long...deep...and hot.