Storm Warning - Sex Stories

Storm Warning

... guide the tip of my cock towards her dripping-wet pussy. Her hand is closed around her breast, squeezing it tightly. I place the tip on her clit, teasingly sliding it from side to side, spreading the mix of my spit and her juices all over it. Then I bend my cock downwards, splitting her lips with the tip, in search of her opening.

"Come on, baby, please," she whines softly, as I pass by her hole, gliding my cock up and down across it. Mmm. There. I slide in, just the tip, keeping it there for a second without moving. Michelle grabs hold of my arm, burying her nails into my skin.

"Noooo, baby! All the way!"

I give in, to her, to my burning desire for her, and I press forward, slowly, sliding deeper and deeper into her warm, tight wetness. My eyes are fixed on hers all the way. Fuck! Such a perfect fit.

There's the sound of a glass getting knocked over, accompanied by a set of swear words from across the bar counter, but my eyes stay locked on Michelle's as I retract and start moving back and forth inside her. Pressing slowly inside her, then pulling almost out, leaving only the tip inside, and then back, all the way back inside her. I reach around her, locking my hand around the back of her neck. And then I start fucking her.

Deep thrusts, with increased intensity now. Michelle has her back to the bar counter, one hand clutching the edge and the other in a tight grip on my ass, her nails piercing into the softness of my cheek. I look over her shoulder, and my ...

... eyes connect with Anna’s. She’s managed to fit her tiny hand inside her pencil skirt, arousal painted all over her face. Soft, muffled whimpers escape her lips, mixing with Michelle’s lustful, low-pitched moans. We keep our eyes locked in a passionate, wordless exchange, all while I’m repeatedly thrusting deep and hard into Michelle at a steady pace. Michelle looks up at me and trails my line of sight, turning her face, stretching to catch a glance of Anna. I stop in my tracks, keeping still inside her.

“Would you like to take the scenic route, babe?” I ask with a brazen smile. “Here. Let me help you.”

I pull out and grab a hold of her hips, spinning her around on the turnable seat to face Anna. Their eyes meet and a wide smile spreads on both faces.

“Hey there,” Anna exclaims in a sultry voice.

“Mmhmm. Much better,” Michelle agrees.

I tug at her dress to pull it up, and she lifts her ass momentarily to make it happen. That amazing, curvy ass of hers. As she sits back down, I pull her backwards, just enough for her pussy to reach out over the edge of the seat. Then I place my hand on her back and press her upper body forward, making her lean in across the bar counter towards Anna.

My cock is throbbing, eager to get back inside Michelle. Her wetness is dripping onto me as I lead myself back into her pussy, sliding all the way inside her in a single forward motion. She exhales in a loud moan, startling Anna enough to make her do another quick scan of the room ...