Low rise - Sex Stories

Low rise

... hold of my cock. We passed the gum back and forth a couple of times between sucking and stroking. “Do that sexy dance thing, babygirl,” I said. She looked at me a little puzzled. “When you’re tugging your jeans up.” “You want me to tug them UP?” “No, just tug them up a bit and then drop them.” She did her little dance, unbuttoned the jeans and let them drop, revealing a nicely trimmed bush. I stood up and let my jeans fall as she stepped from hers and mounted my cock. We fucked hard, with her bouncing and grinding as I sucked and chewed on her tits and nipples. She knew exactly how to ride so my cock was hitting her sweet spot over and over, her pussy was already soaking wet when I shot my load into her. She leaned back and arched her back even more, grinding her pussy on my cock as she orgasmed. “Fuck, I needed that,” she said. “Thanks trucker. We gotta do that again sometime.” My arms were still around her, hands running up and down her back, “yes we do, babygirl and more.” She climbed off my cock slowly, “I like the ‘and more’ part, perv.” She did that sexy little dance as she started pulling up her jeans. “I’m going to feel your cum dripping the rest of the day,” she said with a grin. Standing topless in the jeans, she examined the bite marks and bruises on her tits, “you’ll have to give me a few more of these too.” She pulled on her top and leaned over to give me a long, lingering kiss. “Make sure you have more time to play next time you come through,” she said.