Working Late at the Diner - Sex Stories

Working Late at the Diner

... Christmas presents to good use, Jodi,” you say as my blue stain panties are exposed and taken off. I laugh as I let myself reach you. Your hands shoot out to pull my hips over your stiff rod, but I shake my head. You look pleadingly up at as I scoot away again. “Nuh huh, baby,” I say teasingly. “Not yet.” I giggle as you make a sad puppy dog face, pushing your lip out into a pout. I take pity on you and grasp your huge cock in my warm hands. You groan and lean back into the booth, as my hands move up and down on your hard cock. I take off my shirt, before I kneel down on the floor. I smile as I take your hard cock into my mouth. You groan again and use your hands to push my head down farther onto your cock. I use my tongue to lave around the side of your hot shaft, as my head bobs up and down. I reach around and grip your ass, trying to take almost the whole thing in my mouth. My long nails bite into your ass, as my hot moist mouth sucks hard, and my lip gloss smears all over your long shaft. You look down at the fire fairy that you put onto my left shoulder blade for a similar payment. Your right hand traces the intricate design that you made special for me. You gasp my name, as my teeth graze your sensitive tip. I lick the pre-cum off and like my lips, as you moan. You lean back into the booth, as I stand up. I push my skirt to the floor, and stand before you in all of my naked splendor. You grasp your hard pole and stroke it, as I step out of my skirt, and advance towards ...

... you. I spread my legs wide and impale myself on your huge cock. I moan loudly as I slide slowly down your stiff rod. You hold roughly onto my hips as we grind together. I mash my big tits together as you slam your huge cock into me. “That’s it, baby girl. Fuck me. I have been naughty. Ah! Oh yeah! Fuck!” You grunt out the last words, as I tighten the inner muscles of my pussy, gripping you from inside. “Yeah, Jodi! Fuck me like you never have fucked before! Yeah! Fuck my big cock.” You say dirtily into my ear. You slap my ass, and I cry out at the mix of pain and pleasure from the action. I do a little twist and grind movement with my hips, which I had picked up in a book, as I smile down into your shocked face. “You mean fuck you, like this baby?” I twist the other way and you grunt, beads of sweat popping out all over your forehead. “Or fuck you like this?” I slow down to a crawling pace, as I slowly ride up your iron hard pole. You groan in frustration as I slide down with excruciating slowness. I can’t hold the slow pace for long, because I am too excited by your huge cock deep inside of me. I let the pace speed up. We slam our hips together. The loud squish-sluuurck-a-squish sound echoing through the empty diner. I start to moan, “Oh please, Trevor! Come on, yes! Oh please, Trevor!” over and over. Just when I feel like I am really close, you stand up from the booth, with me still impaled on your huge cock. I gasp with surprise as you lay me down onto the cool hard table, ...