man’s frantic lunges are violently shaking my entire body – my breasts rolling in undulating waves on my chest and my bare feet flopping loosely in the air. The flesh of my vulva is burning hot from the relentless friction, and the urgent ache of tingling pleasure is beginning to engulf my thighs and as far up as my chest.
“Oh god, yes!” I moan between wheezing, ragged breaths; my hands braced against the slippery countertop for support. “That’s it you bastard... fuck me harder! Oh fuck, yes, yes – I’m almost there!”
“Fuck, baby... your cunt’s so tight... so hot, an’ wet... I’m gonna fuckin’ nut it!”
It takes my preoccupied brain a few seconds to process his slang. “Uh, please... mmm, please... don’t finish in me,” I whisper – my standard direction to every intimate partner I’ve had since being tricked into losing my virginity in the sixth grade.
The man’s formerly smooth and measured strokes turn rough and erratic, and I can feel the muscles in his body straining with pent-up tension – and I know he’s right on the edge of release.
“Oh god, fuck what?” he groans, just as his hips plunge forwards and his crotch holds tight against mine.
My eyelids flutter open in alarm. “Hey – I said don’t come in me!”
The brown-haired man grunts loudly and I feel the length of his manhood pulse and swell larger... but then at the very last moment, what I said finally registers in his brain and his groin jerks backwards.
No sooner does the bulbous pink head of his cock clear the threshold of my canal, than a huge spurt of thick white cum shoots out and splatters me square inside my gaping cleft – the boiling hot fluid thoroughly coating my labia and streaming down the crack of my ass.
With his face all red and sweaty, the man grabs his slick penis and squashes it hard against the top of my mons, groaning loudly with pleasure as he ejaculates rope after sticky rope of bright white semen all over my pubic hair and abdomen, with a few of the more powerful jets reaching far enough to stain the blue fabric of my dress.
When the last of his cum dribbles out, the man cleans the gooey mess off his cock by wiping it through my bush, and then takes a few unsteady steps back from the counter.
Looking down at my obscenely cum-streaked body, a huge smile spreads across his face. “Goddamn it babe... that was fuckin’ great!”
Trailing my fingertips through the gooey splatters on my skin, I clench my jaw and frown unhappily. He didn’t last nearly long enough to make me come, and that was the whole point of this little endeavor. But, honestly... what did I expect from a random hookup? Finesse? Stamina? Obviously, that was too much to ask.
At least I have a backup plan!
Chapter Three
A s the first man yanks up his underwear, he turns to his friend who’s still lurking in a dark corner of the restroom. “Hey, you gonna have a go at this strange?” he asks, jerking his thumb towards me as if I’m some piece of meat. “Got a wicked tight cunt... though that might be a bit looser now!”
I snort. He was okay... but certainly nothing to write home about!
The black-haired man steps from the shadows, shirt pushed high, and sudden excitement flows through my veins. Turns out, he’s fit like a freaking bodybuilder – with a broad chest, bulging pecs, and a rock-hard six-pack. His pants are already slumped around his ankles, and his fist is sliding furiously over an exceptionally large and curiously pale white cock – but of even greater interest to me, is that not only has every strand of hair been shaved clean from his heavily tattooed body... but he’s also uncircumcised!
“Geez, man! I didn’t know you weren’t cut!” exclaims the first man in genuine surprise. “How did I not know that?”
The second man snorts. “Like that’s something I’d fuckin’ share with you!”
Without speaking
“Oh god, yes!” I moan between wheezing, ragged breaths; my hands braced against the slippery countertop for support. “That’s it you bastard... fuck me harder! Oh fuck, yes, yes – I’m almost there!”
“Fuck, baby... your cunt’s so tight... so hot, an’ wet... I’m gonna fuckin’ nut it!”
It takes my preoccupied brain a few seconds to process his slang. “Uh, please... mmm, please... don’t finish in me,” I whisper – my standard direction to every intimate partner I’ve had since being tricked into losing my virginity in the sixth grade.
The man’s formerly smooth and measured strokes turn rough and erratic, and I can feel the muscles in his body straining with pent-up tension – and I know he’s right on the edge of release.
“Oh god, fuck what?” he groans, just as his hips plunge forwards and his crotch holds tight against mine.
My eyelids flutter open in alarm. “Hey – I said don’t come in me!”
The brown-haired man grunts loudly and I feel the length of his manhood pulse and swell larger... but then at the very last moment, what I said finally registers in his brain and his groin jerks backwards.
No sooner does the bulbous pink head of his cock clear the threshold of my canal, than a huge spurt of thick white cum shoots out and splatters me square inside my gaping cleft – the boiling hot fluid thoroughly coating my labia and streaming down the crack of my ass.
With his face all red and sweaty, the man grabs his slick penis and squashes it hard against the top of my mons, groaning loudly with pleasure as he ejaculates rope after sticky rope of bright white semen all over my pubic hair and abdomen, with a few of the more powerful jets reaching far enough to stain the blue fabric of my dress.
When the last of his cum dribbles out, the man cleans the gooey mess off his cock by wiping it through my bush, and then takes a few unsteady steps back from the counter.
Looking down at my obscenely cum-streaked body, a huge smile spreads across his face. “Goddamn it babe... that was fuckin’ great!”
Trailing my fingertips through the gooey splatters on my skin, I clench my jaw and frown unhappily. He didn’t last nearly long enough to make me come, and that was the whole point of this little endeavor. But, honestly... what did I expect from a random hookup? Finesse? Stamina? Obviously, that was too much to ask.
At least I have a backup plan!
Chapter Three
A s the first man yanks up his underwear, he turns to his friend who’s still lurking in a dark corner of the restroom. “Hey, you gonna have a go at this strange?” he asks, jerking his thumb towards me as if I’m some piece of meat. “Got a wicked tight cunt... though that might be a bit looser now!”
I snort. He was okay... but certainly nothing to write home about!
The black-haired man steps from the shadows, shirt pushed high, and sudden excitement flows through my veins. Turns out, he’s fit like a freaking bodybuilder – with a broad chest, bulging pecs, and a rock-hard six-pack. His pants are already slumped around his ankles, and his fist is sliding furiously over an exceptionally large and curiously pale white cock – but of even greater interest to me, is that not only has every strand of hair been shaved clean from his heavily tattooed body... but he’s also uncircumcised!
“Geez, man! I didn’t know you weren’t cut!” exclaims the first man in genuine surprise. “How did I not know that?”
The second man snorts. “Like that’s something I’d fuckin’ share with you!”
Without speaking
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