Rendezvous in Chicago - Part 5 - Sex Stories

Rendezvous in Chicago - Part 5

... under the sweater and undid the top snap and slowly lowered her zipper. She then gently guided Dave's hand from her thighs into her panties, now made so available. Dave witnessed a knowing little smile form on Jill's face as his fingers began rubbing the length of her moist labia and then parting those aromatic lips to plunge into her pussy. Neither could believe the events unfolding as they did. Here they were in the second row behind home plate at Wrigley Field and he was sawing two fingers in and out of her throbbing cunt. There is no doubt that the riskiness of their actions heightened Jill's arousal and within minutes her breathing was quite labored as she went over the edge and climaxed right there in front of thousands of cheering fans. As she regained her composure, Dave removed his hand from her sex and began cleaning her womanly nectar from his fingers. He then smoothly offered to share this treasure with his lover. Jill's serpent-like tongue collected her own juices from her lover's fingers. They then kissed and shared the product of their salacious actions. Re-arranging her shorts properly, Jill whispered, “I think I need to go find a ladies restroom,” giving Dave a quick peck on the cheek. She rose on wobbly legs and hurried to find her relief. Little did Dave realize that it was not just to clean up following their adventure, but she was still so aroused that as she hurried into a stall and locked the door, Jill soon had two fingers working her hot cunt into ...

... another frothy explosion while it felt like fireworks going off in her mind! She thought, how fucking naughty can you be you little slut! But she couldn't wait to finally get cleaned up and return to her seat to share with her lover her tale of masturbation. Jill leaned close to Dave and quietly informed him that the orgasm he stimulated had not been enough and that she had been so aroused that she needed to continue her stimulation with her own hands replacing his. “Well you dirty little slut,” Dave teased. But the couple was anything but repulsed by their own behavior. Jill blushed a little and then whispered, “Maybe you need to go take care of your own needs Mr. Blue balls," he giggled. “I'll be okay. Some of us are actually watching a ballgame here.” Jill coyly leaned over to Dave knowingly pressing her substantial tits into his arm and “accidentally” stroked the full length of his cock. She kissed him on the cheek and quietly said into his ear, “I would rather feel and lick these balls than watch th ose on the field , but to each his own,” as she dipped her tongue into his ear. Dave couldn't have gotten out of his seat if he wanted to; well not without displaying the huge bulge in his slacks. He tried to scowl at the sexy woman with whom he had shared his bed last night, but couldn't control it and soon had a grin plastered across his face. God he loved her playfulness; she was just so sensuous and her beauty, wow! “Just watch the fucking game,” he quietly but sternly said ...