Strike Day - Sex Stories

Strike Day

... my naked bottom. Her right hand curled around my cock and stroked me slowly from base to tip.

“Well, you are a naughty, wet, boy. Aren’t you?" She said emphasising each word in her sexy Welsh accent as she pulled my foreskin back over the swollen head of my cock.

My legs turned to jelly. I am sure I would have fallen to the floor if there had been space. I realised that I had not taken a breath since she undid my belt. I was seeing stars! I gasped and let out a moan as she expertly manipulated my cock.

The guy in front of me turned his head.

“You ok?” he asked

I tried to speak, but nothing came out. “You ok?” he repeated louder.

“Yeah,” I breathed. I realised that he would not hear with all the noise, so I found the will to shout, “Yeah. Thanks. I’m just a bit stiff.”

I only realised the double meaning after I had said it. I prayed that he would not turn around to see my fully erect cock being stroked by a very feminine hand. Fortunately, the crush made it difficult for him to do that. Instead, he went back to chatting with a young female in front of him.

Natalie’s voice whispered into my ear. “Are you enjoying this as much as I am?”

“Oh yes! Probably more.”

“Well! That’s not fair!” she said playfully “See if you can turn around.”

She slipped my cock back inside my jeans, and I gradually managed to turn clockwise until I was facing her.

“Now, you can help me enjoy it even more.” She purred.

She took my hand and led it to the top of her ...

... jeans, which she had already unfastened. My hand slid down past a neatly trimmed bush, over her mound, and down into her wetness. My middle finger pushed her lips apart. She gasped and shuddered as my fingertip found her swollen clitoris.

Her legs gave way, and, suddenly, I was supporting all her weight with my finger. She quickly recovered and then retrieved my cock from its hiding place. Natalie’s eyes fixed on mine as she worked me, unmercifully, until I was fully hard again.

I thrust two fingers deep inside her and felt the hot rush of her juices over my hand. Her eyes widened, then lost focus.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” she breathed.

I only made a couple more thrusts with my finger before she came hard into my hand. Her eyes were fixed on mine as she orgasmed first with a shudder, then a second time, even harder, with a deep guttural moan. I could not stop. I kept finger fucking her until she came, for a third time, with a loud squeal.

Fortunately, the crowd around us was chanting slogans and cheering a speaker so loudly that we did not attract attention. Everyone around us was caught up in a different kind of ecstasy. No one noticed Natalie slide down my body onto her knees.

She took my cock between her lips and pushed the foreskin back over its head. I thought I was going to pass out. My hips began to thrust uncontrollably and forced my cock down her throat, which made her gag. I thought she might not like that, but when she stopped gagging, she gave me a big ...