I stood and pulled him away from the wall, turned, and leaned against it myself. He watched hungrily as I raised my dress. I exposed my smooth, bald pussy to him, and he was on me instantly. He put two hands under my bare buttocks and lifted me up, my back against the wall. I tried to maintain eye contact as I felt him nudging against my wet slit, but I was so open and ready for him, he slipped right in.
“Oh, absolutely…!” was what tumbled surprisingly from my mouth. I could feel him inside me, every inch slowly sliding deeper and deeper. I felt as if I was at my limit, my poor pussy stretched to breaking, so full, until he pushed even deeper. A small whimper escaped my lips as I felt my clit rub up against the base of his cock.
I tried to stay quiet—we were out in the open, after all—but moans escaped me as his strong arms held me still and he glided in and out of me. I put my hands around his neck and pressed my forehead against his again, and his thrusts became harder and faster. I could feel a heat growing in my pussy, radiating out through my whole body. That heat turned into an electric, almost burning ecstasy that threatened to take over my very being. My vision blurred and my head felt like collapsing in on itself. My body went limp, my arms slipped from his shoulders, and my neck no longer supported my head. The only contribution I could continue to make to our fucking was the high-pitched groans he forced out of me every time he pushed his hard dick urgently back inside me until, finally, an almighty drive sent me over the edge.
I felt as if I was falling and started to panic before wave after wave of excruciating pleasure lifted me up and crashed through me. And it didn’t stop. He kept forcing himself urgently deep inside me and every firm plunge prolonged my orgasm. I couldn’t stop coming. He wouldn’t stop fucking me, and my loins wouldn’t stop exploding in rapture.
“Oh…fuck. Oh…fuck.” I barely managed to breathe the words. “Won’t…you…ever…come? Please…I…can’t…take…much…more…”
He pushed himself inside, deeper than he had ever gone before, and an uncontrolled scream ripped from my throat. I thought I could feel him pulsing there as my orgasm finally began to slip slowly away.
We stayed like that for a long minute, panting against each other, his cock still firmly imbedded within me.
“I… oh my. What just happened?” I stammered, my body vibrating. He smiled at me and, without a word, pulled out and lowered me to the ground. His cock was still rock hard, and after a quick check, I found he hadn’t come. “What’s wrong?” I asked, feeling inadequate. I mean, how difficult was it to make a man come?
“Absolutely nothing.” He smiled. He led me this time, across the courtyard, holding his pants up with his free hand. “If I’m only going to get one shot with you, I’m damn well going to make the most of it.”
He almost dragged me to the low wall that overlooked the parking lot, and with a force I was not used to, turned me and bent me over it. My heart was in my mouth. This felt dangerous, and I was not entirely comfortable. I had no chance to object, though, before he pushed my skirt up, exposing my ass and waiting, wet pussy, and shoved his dick back into me, hard.
I cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure, as his tip hit something deep inside me. He pulled back out, slipping deliciously along my inside walls. I felt every vein and ridge as he glided across my most intimate areas. He stopped, a single, throbbing inch of him still poised exasperatingly at my slick entrance.
“You want me inside you?” he whispered from behind me.
“Yes,” I breathed, still trembling from my first orgasm. The sensations had not yet died, and every twitch of him or small movement sent exciting pulses though my body, edging me closer towards oblivion.
“Beg,” he ordered.
“Please.”
“What was that? Please what?”
“Please, fuck, put your big cock back inside me… Oh fuck!” I screamed as he penetrated me again, driving himself so deep I couldn’t take it. He slammed himself into me, over and over. Small yelps of pleasure erupted from me as he continued to thrust. I saw people crossing the parking lot below us. James leaned forward, still fucking me, and clamped his hand over my mouth. I was turned on even more, my cries changing to muffled gasps under his strong hand.
He increased his pace. I swear his cock was growing. Those waves of ecstasy started lapping at the shores of my full pussy once more, bringing me closer and closer to coming again. I had lost control of myself again, and as I felt him shove so hard, one last time, I banged the wall beside me with my fist, then punched his arm, forcing his hand away from my mouth, and screamed in orgasm once more. My legs weakened, my knees trembled, and only his amazing dick, practically spearing me to the wall, stopped me from falling. My pussy felt like it was on fire as, finally, his cock released its hot load inside me. Pulse after pulse shot jet after jet of cum deep into my grateful pussy.