The Happiest Place on Earth - Sex Stories

The Happiest Place on Earth

Thank you to my good friend Melody, for providing the inspiration for this tale~ As we ride the monorail, it's dark and quiet. I relax against the seat, enjoying the time with you. I'm a bit tired, resting on the hard blue bench, chuckling as you swing around gleefully on the handlebars in the compartment. As we reach the Contemporary, I see a gleam in your eye. Suddenly, you swing onto the bench where I sit, straddling me. The lightweight pink skirt you wear flutters up, settling back down over my lap. I realize what it is you want and feel my cock twitch in response. Sensing my hesitation, you grind your hips into mine, over and over. "Please fuck me," you beg, voice breaking with lust. "We're alone here, the cast members don't care. I need you. I need this." At this point, your thong has slipped aside, allowing your bare pussy to rub against my jeans, leaving a dark wet spot. "I know this is your fantasy, too. Just please..." I want you so badly. I know you can feel my erection as your grind your sex into me, but I resist at first. I try to pull you off my lap, but you clamp your legs tightly around my hips to stay in place. Your hand moves down between us to rub the bulge in my jeans. I shudder. You run your hands down your voluptuous body, trying to entice me further. They then begin to caress my body, slowly but steadily breaking my defenses.You continue to straddle my lap, grinding your sweet pussy against the obvious bulge in my jeans as you beg me. I want you so ...

... badly it hurts, but I'm trying to resist. As much as it thrills me, I'm nervous. The idea that someone could catch us makes my heart throb but my fingers tremble. My cock is threatening to rip out of my jeans as your hands caress my chest and shoulders, squeezing the muscle beneath my shirt. When you reach down to stroke me through my pants, I shudder and moan, "Mel." but still I hesitate. When I feel your soft lips against my neck, your teeth nipping the flesh of my throat, I can no longer resist you. I moan again, softer this time. But you can hear the desperation in my voice. You've won. Sliding my hands up your smooth, sensual thighs, I squeeze your delicious ass, my warm, strong fingers kneading your supple cheeks. I kiss you deeply, my tongue wrestling with yours as I feel your delicate fingers grasp my throbbing cock. You grasp it tightly, your fingers not quite able to wrap completely around the thick shaft. I pull you closer as we pull into the station. Just as the doors open, I grasp your gorgeous hips and whisper in your ear, "We're not stopping now. You started this, so now I'm gonna' fuck you on this monorail." We pause, my eyes staring out of the windows into the darkness of the almost empty station. I see a few people leave the car in front of us, replaced by two more. No one enters our compartment at this late hour. The doors begin to close as you open your mouth to speak. Lifting you by your hips, I pull you down onto my cock, sheathing it inside of your tight, ...