overflowing with amazing excitement and I got lost in my orgasm.
I couldn’t take it anymore; I wanted him inside of me. I straddled his lap and felt his cock touch my stomach. I jerked him off for a few minutes. Then I raised myself up. I placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of my pussy which by then was burning from desire and was overflowing with juices.
The tip of his cock was huge and I sighed. He held my hips. I closed my eyes, threw my head back and started to push down. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh… arghhhhh…” My ramming was followed by moaning and sighing. I was sweating profoundly, weeping and moaning at the same time. He placed his lips on my tits and started licking and kissing them.
That gave me extra pleasure and made me even wetter, when I thought I couldn’t. I managed to get only half of him inside of me so I got up and went back again. I didn’t stop moaning and sighing from pleasure and comfort. Then he joined me.
“Ohhh, Aaron… Oh, oh, ooooh… that feels sooo good… you are the best… Ohhhhh!” I screamed, fighting for control. It didn’t take long for me to come. With screams and tears I came while he was still very aroused. I fell on his shoulder exhausted and kissed him.
I was still impaled on him and felt his cock pulsating. He was breathing deeply and shaking lightly. He lifted me up, still impaled on his hard cock and carried me away. He took me to a tree and gently lowered me down and my knees started to buckle.
He turned me around so I was facing the tree. He started to play with my clit, very gently with the head of his cock and the hole that couldn’t wait to take him inside again.
”Come on; give it to me… Fuck me… break me… God I want you so much… Give it to me…” I said delirious and he finally started to penetrate me. He was slow and gentle.
He caught one of my tits with his hand. Then he rammed himself inside with one jerking motion, making me screech. But it was a very good feeling. He took it out and put it back again and again. He was very good. I wanted it to go on forever. The feeling that went through my body was like nothing I have ever felt. I was shaking and lost in a delirious state of mind. I wept and cried from the beauty of it.
The orgasms shook me one after another. He soon started to shake and convulse. He came loudly and spilled his sperm all over me like he had just taken a piss. We calmed each other down hugging.
Slowly we kissed, fighting for breath. He took me to the car and laid me on the hood. He knelt in front of me and started licking me. He was good at that too. I again started to lose control over myself and just when I was going to come he penetrated my pussy with his cock once more.
I was screaming and shaking and he was twirling inside of me. When I calmed down, he remained inside me. I twirled my hips and he started to fuck me hard. We were in a position where I could see him spreading me and entering me halfway, leaving me all wet and sticky. That turned me on even more. All the time he was fucking me, he was squeezing my tits.
“Oh you’re the best… just keep going like that… ohhh,” I moaned.
“God, this is so nice…” he said. I lifted myself up and hugged him tightly. I squeezed his shoulders, back, and ass, pulling him inside of me even deeper, and harder. I came again and lost track of everything.
I don’t know how we found ourselves lying on the grass on a blanket. Well, that had never really happened to me before. Did I fall asleep for a moment or lose consciousness from the beauty and the strength of the orgasm? I have no idea. I started riding him vigorously and manically. We were both so wet like we had just gotten out of the ocean. He flipped me over and was on top of me, not with his full body weight. He was keeping himself up with his palms. He fucked me faster and then he slowed down.
He had excellent technique and the right kind of tool, of course. I don’t know how many times I came that night. It was a night to remember. He brought me home and asked if we would see each other again. I promised him we would.
“I want to take your beautiful cock all the way in. Break me to the end. ” I said to him and kissed him.
“Of course. No problem. I can’t wait to see you again. You are one fiery lady and I like being with you,” he said, and that made me very happy. The next morning, the phone ringing woke me up. It was my work colleague…
Chapter 2: Mysterious Encounter
After an unforgettable night of sex with a complete stranger, I avoided those kinds of situations for a while because I knew that the same thing wasn’t likely to happen again. I had his phone number and there wasn’t any reason that would stop me from calling him again to have a repeat of the experience.
Maybe I was a coward or all of the other failures before him made me happy with what happened and content to wait. I was simply waiting for a new moment when it would happen all by itself. But things never happen by themselves, or by accident.
I was very committed to my work, so I expected a Sunday spiced with a seminar that lasted three days. If there was anything going through my mind these last couple of days, it was the different subjects I was preparing for the seminar.
Finally the day arrived when we had to go. I decided to spend those three days with a friend that lived in the town where the seminar took place and after a hardworking day relax my brain with various women topics. I arrived early in the morning and went to the amphitheater right away, with a bunch of papers in my hand.
I left my things somewhere in the last row but since I was the second speaker I sat in the first row so I could be more focused on the things I was supposed to be saying.
Although we were all grown-ups, just like children people avoided the front row, so I could prepare myself in peace. In front all of us, there was an old lady who gave an introductory speech and introduced another colleague who was supposed to speak before me. Her expose was very short and pretty soon the same old lady invited me to come to the stage. I said what needed to be said, got a round of applause and headed to the last row where I had left my things.
In those few seconds as I was leaving the stage and another speaker was being introduced, I felt enlightened and I looked down, watching not to miss any of the steps. But the person that was speaking after me bumped me with his shoulder and I momentarily looked up, taking a breath of air to help myself from reacting hysterically. Although I took a breath, it left my lungs that same instant.
The gentleman that bumped me was not an unknown person. I saw the very same guy that I made me feel like a complete woman. I went towards the last row of seats with a hint of a smile visible on my face and carefully hid my excitement of seeing him again. While he moved with ease around the stage, the images of our last encounter were passing through my head. I, of course, wanted everything to repeat itself, to feel him again. He finished his speech and headed to the last row.
I waited for exactly that, to at least feel his warmth if nothing else. He came up to me and asked me to stand up so he could take a seat. Of course, I got up and pulled backwards so I could make some room for him to pass, but he wanted to pass behind me. Although there was enough room, he stood close to me for a few seconds just to let me know how attracted he was. I felt it at my ass because that wasn’t a touch from his pants but his hard cock inside his pants.
We sat next to each other and gazed at empty space because all we could think about was sex.
He put his hand on my knee and reached further down underneath my skirt to my thong. It was a pretty embarrassing situation. A full amphitheater of colleagues, beside me a person I was terribly sexually attracted to and I was already horny. We looked like a pair of kids messing around in class but acting as though everything was okay. Our eyes faced front while he consistently put his hand in my thong. I tried at first, against my will of course, to stop him. Then I tried with my thighs to squeeze his hand because I knew if he kept going there was a question of my control and focus.
There was no way to stop him. He played with his fingers at the entrance of my already wet pussy. I wanted and expected to feel his fingers inside of me, although that would be a very risky move. I had the impression that we were both turned on by the fact that this was a public space and we wanted to play those dirty games even
