Time to Unwind: Samantha vs. Her Horny Wet Pussy - Sex Stories

Time to Unwind: Samantha vs. Her Horny Wet Pussy

... and hugged her large java to her chest contemplating her dilemma. Again the bl**d pumped between her legs causing her to shutter in filthy delight. Succumbing partially to her body’s call she ran a hand down and pressed on the tight pillowy mound. She gave out a goofy giggle. There was a bit of thrill in touching herself in a parking lot. What if she got caught? She went down the list of possible mishaps as she heavily petted herself through her leggings. She stroked hard over the engorged little bump opening the flood gates to her desire. Her crotch now oozed through the fabric with slick nectar. The more she played the nicer her fingers felt gliding over the lubricated fabric. Sweet pussy filled the air along with the strong heavenly scent of a woman after a long day on the job. It wasn’t before long that this pervert was clawing at the gap in her legs. She stopped with a gasp and tried to get herself together. “I should stop” she thought, but her pussy practically wept with need. “Should I just take care of this now?” Samantha debated with one hand pressing firmly on her snatch. She looked around to make sure there was absolutely no one around. The café lights revealed an empty lot with only one vehicle parked up against the building. It must have been the workers car. This disarmed most of her worry of being discovered. It was just Samantha. She thrilled herself again by thinking “That fine café worker is still in there”. Her clit throbbed hard under her fingers ...

... defeating any objections to having a nice wank. “Screw it” she stated still not completely convinced that this was the best idea. She slowly slid a hand down the front of her taught pants still looking around for any unwanted spectators. Her fingers infiltrated her panties and slid down from there like hot butter over her sleek wet clit. She shuttered in pleasure, and let a deep primal moan escape her lips as she was finally defeated by her desires. She needed no further convincing. She started by gently caressing her very sensitive bean. She wanted this to be a tame session. Samantha was often put to her knees by desire and she didn’t want to lose control like she so often did. Her fingers stroked deep between the deepness of her lips and she tried to stir up every fold of slippery flesh she could feel for. She panted and held still as her fingers worked below. After all she didn’t want to make what she was doing completely obvious to any outsiders. She breathed in deeply the inescapable aura of her downright sloppy pussy and swallowed hard as her mouth watered at her own heavy scent. “Oh!” She cried out in frustration. Her hips jerked forward enraged with deprivation. Samantha could only rub herself so hard and it wasn’t enough. Breathing deeply she looked around halfheartedly to appease her lingering paranoia and turned it up a notch. She plunged three fingers inside herself eagerly sending a shockwave of pleasure and surprise to her un-expecting senses. One thing Samantha never ...