Meet and Fuck: Tuesday Night - Sex Stories

Meet and Fuck: Tuesday Night

... her lips back onto mine hard. She bit at my lower lip and gave me a look that told me I was in for it now. As I rammed my fingers in and out of her ever slickening hole, she reached down and undid my zipper. Her hand rummaged in my pants for a minute before she began working my cock out of it. It grew inch by inch as she gently tugged it back through the hole my downed zipper had made. In no time it was standing fully erect, blocked from view only by her propped up legs. She began working it not so gently now, getting as far down to the base as my slacks would let her and working it all the way to the tip of the head. It was driving me insane. I lost concentration and my hand was suddenly just sitting inside of her. "Are you up for something truly naughty?" I asked between my own convulsions of excitement. She nodded her approval. Taking my fingers out of her, I spread my legs and motioned for her to sit between them. She let go of my cock and slid over, pulling her skirt up around her waist as she did. "Lean forward on the table like you're about to get spanked." I commanded of her. She complied without a word. At first I was mesmerized by her ass. As suspected, the skirt did the real deal no justice at all. It curved just right and was firm as a melon, yielding just slightly to pressure. Her lips were just barely peaking out the bottom and I knew I wanted to feel them on my bare skin. I stood behind her and positioned my cock so that it brushed her lips, but did not ...

... penetrate. I began thrusting my cock back and forth against her lips. She laid her palms and forearms flat against the table as she bent lower, trying to feel more of me on her. Her hips began to gyrate as she grind-ed backwards towards me. My thrusts became faster as she became wetter. My cock was almost sliding on it's own towards her, like she was some kind of gravitational f***e and it was helplessly caught up with no chance of escape. I look out into the rest of the bar. There was a group of three straight ahead, but they were either too d***k to notice or too caught up in their own business. There was a couple that I hadn't noticed before, but they were sitting almost around a corner, it's not likely they'd see anything. Max kept throwing glances our way, but this was his idea, so I was cool with it. It seemed it was time. With my next thrust I pushed completely inside of her. I buried my cock until I could feel her ass cheeks resting on my hips. She let out a low moan that let me know she had been waiting for that for awhile now. I resumed my thrusting. I started out slow, making sure not to draw too much attention. She lifted off her left arm and reached back between her legs. From the fidgeting motions her shoulder was now making, I could only assume she had started fingering her clit. Her moans grew a little louder and a little more frequent. She was starting to lose control. As I continued to slow thrust into her I weighed my options. Keeping the course would probably get ...