FIRST STORY: ON THE DANCE FLOOR - Sex Stories

FIRST STORY: ON THE DANCE FLOOR

... around, folding my torso over the hood of the car. He lifted my skirt, caressed my ass and gave it a nice hard smack. I moaned out with a mixture of pain and pleasure. He grabbed my arms pinning them against the hood and began to rub his hard cock against my drenching pussy. My pelvis lurched back, craving him inside me and he smacked my ass hard. “Patience,” he snarled in a sexy voice that made my pussy throb more. He continued teasing me with his sturdy cock and finally gave into my wants. He f***ed himself inside my tight pussy and my moan was loud and full of pleasure. He pounded into me, fucking me hard and deep. My moans grew louder and he f***ed his fingers into my mouth muffling my cries. I sucked his fingers and tried to run my nails down the hood of the car, desperate to express my pleasure in some way. His strokes became slow and deliberate now, as he drove into me and then pulled out, almost leaving my now tender pussy. He switched again and drilled his cock into me harder and harder, pushing my body down onto the car, making me powerless. I couldn’t contain myself anymore..I came around him and he fucked me through my climax. My body intensifying and my moans barely being stifled by his fingers. As my body peaked my pussy tightened around his cock, finally collapsing my body onto the car. He pulled out and turned me over so that he could cum on my stomach. I gazed up at him and bathed in the glory and lust that had been the last 30 minutes. After his finished he gazed into my eyes and planted a deep kiss on my lips. “I could definitely get use to that tight little pussy of yours,” he stated playfully. “I guess you’ll have to buy me dinner now to get another taste,” I teased back.