bacardi8
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Sep 21, 2001
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Graham
IC: The dirty girl! My ploy with the bag had been intended to let her pop under the table for a few moments and pleasure me with her mouth instead of her hands. Instead, she was perched on my lap and slowly positioning herself so I could fuck her in public.
Looking as if we were just a couple getting cosy over lunch (and boy, were we ever...), the only visible sign of our actions was a quiet whimper from Samantha as I guided her sopping pussy to my cock and slowly forced myself inside her. I eased my throbbing head past her tight entrance, then carried on pulling her backwards and down onto me til she was sitting flush with my lap and i was in her balls-deep.
Sam was tight and wet around my sex-starved dick, and all I wanted to do was grab her hips and start pulling her up and down my length hard and fast. Unfortunately, the cafe was still half-full of customers and I didn't fancy a trip down to the police station for another indecent behaviour charge. I didn't have time to ponder the predicament for long before I was distracted by Sam. She was still sitting perfectly still on my cock (and had even grabbed a magazine from her bag which she was pretending to read and point out interesting bits to me), but I could feel my cock being squeezed and milked by her cunt. [All those years of sports must have built up more than just good thigh muscles!]
As Samantha fucked my dick without moving, I slipped my hand back down to her pussy. Feeling between the folds of her lips, I spread some of the juice flowing down my manhood up onto her clit, and started to rub her. Gentle circles, with the occasional flick across her erect bud to make her grip my cock harder inside her. Still the urge to start thrusting was almost too much, but this tantric style fucking was a great turn on, and was slowly bringing me nearer to an orgasm.
i leant forward and whispered into Samantha's ear, "Do you want me to come inside you infront of all these people?"
IC: The dirty girl! My ploy with the bag had been intended to let her pop under the table for a few moments and pleasure me with her mouth instead of her hands. Instead, she was perched on my lap and slowly positioning herself so I could fuck her in public.
Looking as if we were just a couple getting cosy over lunch (and boy, were we ever...), the only visible sign of our actions was a quiet whimper from Samantha as I guided her sopping pussy to my cock and slowly forced myself inside her. I eased my throbbing head past her tight entrance, then carried on pulling her backwards and down onto me til she was sitting flush with my lap and i was in her balls-deep.
Sam was tight and wet around my sex-starved dick, and all I wanted to do was grab her hips and start pulling her up and down my length hard and fast. Unfortunately, the cafe was still half-full of customers and I didn't fancy a trip down to the police station for another indecent behaviour charge. I didn't have time to ponder the predicament for long before I was distracted by Sam. She was still sitting perfectly still on my cock (and had even grabbed a magazine from her bag which she was pretending to read and point out interesting bits to me), but I could feel my cock being squeezed and milked by her cunt. [All those years of sports must have built up more than just good thigh muscles!]
As Samantha fucked my dick without moving, I slipped my hand back down to her pussy. Feeling between the folds of her lips, I spread some of the juice flowing down my manhood up onto her clit, and started to rub her. Gentle circles, with the occasional flick across her erect bud to make her grip my cock harder inside her. Still the urge to start thrusting was almost too much, but this tantric style fucking was a great turn on, and was slowly bringing me nearer to an orgasm.
i leant forward and whispered into Samantha's ear, "Do you want me to come inside you infront of all these people?"