breasts still heaved and her nipples strained against her blouse. After a few more ragged breaths, she leaned in closer, dropping her hand to stroke John's inner thigh. Her hot breath tickled John's ear and her lips actually brushed his lobe.
"Don't worry, John," she told him. "You've convinced me.
We are both definitely getting lucky tonight!"
* * * *
* * * *
They skipped dinner.
As Lisa finished whispering in John's ear he stood, slipped his arms around her waist, pulled her off her stool, and 22
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crushed her body against his. His rigid cock pressed against her stomach; his hard lips against her mouth. His left hand began to creep its way toward her breast, stopping painfully just shy.
With obvious effort, John broke away from Lisa's mouth.
"We need to get a cab!" He fumbled with his right hand for his wallet while simultaneously squeezing Lisa even more tightly against him with the left. She responded by encircling him with her own arms, standing on the tips of her toes and grinding against the length of his hard cock. She squirmed in delight as a little shudder of pleasure shot upward toward her breasts.
John turned them toward the door, wallet still in hand as he tossed a few loose bills on the bar. He steered Lisa out onto the sidewalk before once again locking his mouth on hers. She pushed her tongue hard into his mouth and her body tight against him. He was getting even harder and she longed to put her hand between them and feel the length and girth of his cock.
John half released her to begin waving at cabs. It was rush hour and it took quite a while. Lisa used the time to burrow in against his chest, listening to the sound of his heart racing against her own.
A cab finally pulled over beside them. John ushered her inside and gave the cabbie a west side address. Almost before he had finished speaking, Lisa moved halfway on top of him, sliding her left leg over his and bruising her mouth down on top of him.
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John's right hand cupped her breast at last, thumb rubbing across her engorged nipple. She pulled his face down hard into her cleavage and felt his first kisses on her bare flesh.
The cab took a quick corner, knocking Lisa off of John's lap. The cabbie laughed out an apology. "Sorry about that. I guess I should keep my eyes on the road."
Lisa started to make an indignant protest, but John distracted her by pulling her back toward him. His right hand found her inner knee and slid upward where they both wanted him to be.
The cabby's eyes squinted at them in the rearview mirror.
Again Lisa started to complain, but John's tongue thrust into her mouth and his fingers finally found the fork of her legs.
His thumb pressed hard against her lips, forcing her panties and pantyhose a little ways inside of her, then slid straight up her pussy and onto her clit.
A shudder rocked Lisa's body and she missed a breath.
John did it again.
Lisa fought her mouth free of his. John's thumb circled hard over her clitoris and her whole body trembled, suddenly desperate for release.
The cabby's eyes fixed on hers, threatening to ruin the moment even as John's thumb stroked her closer to an orgasm. The cabby kept staring. She hated him. "John, don't!
Wait!"
Lisa's breath came in huge ragged gasps and her glasses began to fog. John's thumb never hesitated. His lips slipped from her mouth and latched onto her neck. The cabby actually pulled the car over to the curb so he could turn 24
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around and get a better view up her bunched skirt through the protective glass.
"The cabby!" Lisa gasped and then the orgasm overwhelmed her, igniting muscle-wrenching spasms up and down her body.
John clamped her more tightly against him and twisted his thumb even more forcefully. Lisa tried to grasp his hand, but failed to move him before the orgasm broke into a second series of spasms even more powerful than the
"Don't worry, John," she told him. "You've convinced me.
We are both definitely getting lucky tonight!"
* * * *
* * * *
They skipped dinner.
As Lisa finished whispering in John's ear he stood, slipped his arms around her waist, pulled her off her stool, and 22
One Night Stand
by Veronica Tower
crushed her body against his. His rigid cock pressed against her stomach; his hard lips against her mouth. His left hand began to creep its way toward her breast, stopping painfully just shy.
With obvious effort, John broke away from Lisa's mouth.
"We need to get a cab!" He fumbled with his right hand for his wallet while simultaneously squeezing Lisa even more tightly against him with the left. She responded by encircling him with her own arms, standing on the tips of her toes and grinding against the length of his hard cock. She squirmed in delight as a little shudder of pleasure shot upward toward her breasts.
John turned them toward the door, wallet still in hand as he tossed a few loose bills on the bar. He steered Lisa out onto the sidewalk before once again locking his mouth on hers. She pushed her tongue hard into his mouth and her body tight against him. He was getting even harder and she longed to put her hand between them and feel the length and girth of his cock.
John half released her to begin waving at cabs. It was rush hour and it took quite a while. Lisa used the time to burrow in against his chest, listening to the sound of his heart racing against her own.
A cab finally pulled over beside them. John ushered her inside and gave the cabbie a west side address. Almost before he had finished speaking, Lisa moved halfway on top of him, sliding her left leg over his and bruising her mouth down on top of him.
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John's right hand cupped her breast at last, thumb rubbing across her engorged nipple. She pulled his face down hard into her cleavage and felt his first kisses on her bare flesh.
The cab took a quick corner, knocking Lisa off of John's lap. The cabbie laughed out an apology. "Sorry about that. I guess I should keep my eyes on the road."
Lisa started to make an indignant protest, but John distracted her by pulling her back toward him. His right hand found her inner knee and slid upward where they both wanted him to be.
The cabby's eyes squinted at them in the rearview mirror.
Again Lisa started to complain, but John's tongue thrust into her mouth and his fingers finally found the fork of her legs.
His thumb pressed hard against her lips, forcing her panties and pantyhose a little ways inside of her, then slid straight up her pussy and onto her clit.
A shudder rocked Lisa's body and she missed a breath.
John did it again.
Lisa fought her mouth free of his. John's thumb circled hard over her clitoris and her whole body trembled, suddenly desperate for release.
The cabby's eyes fixed on hers, threatening to ruin the moment even as John's thumb stroked her closer to an orgasm. The cabby kept staring. She hated him. "John, don't!
Wait!"
Lisa's breath came in huge ragged gasps and her glasses began to fog. John's thumb never hesitated. His lips slipped from her mouth and latched onto her neck. The cabby actually pulled the car over to the curb so he could turn 24
One Night Stand
by Veronica Tower
around and get a better view up her bunched skirt through the protective glass.
"The cabby!" Lisa gasped and then the orgasm overwhelmed her, igniting muscle-wrenching spasms up and down her body.
John clamped her more tightly against him and twisted his thumb even more forcefully. Lisa tried to grasp his hand, but failed to move him before the orgasm broke into a second series of spasms even more powerful than the
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