Sex On The Go

"You spooned me and whispered obscenities into my ear. You used bad words. You said things about yourself that every despondent little husband the world over waits secretly for some bimbo to whisper. You pressed your nipples into the skin of my shoulders. You were taunting me. When I was hard again, when I couldn't take it any more, I flipped you onto your back and pinned you, holding your hips with my hands. You laughed at me and told me to fuck you harder, fuck you good or I wouldn't get any tomorrow. I laughed back and called your bluff. You moaned, you mewled, you stared stricken into my grey eyes as you came."

"I took one look at that thick meat and sank my mouth down onto it. Wasting no time on the sweet preliminaries, I swallowed Jeff’s cock whole. Sucking my man in a frenzy of frenetic motion, I thrust my head up and back down until I couldn’t take another millimetre of it."

"I kneeled in my seat so I could take him in my mouth. As I ran my tongue in circles around the head, he pulled my skirt back so he could see my ass in the air. I was grateful for the coverage of the trees as anyone driving by would have had quite a view otherwise. He rolled the windows down so that they wouldn't get too steamed up. When the cool evening air hit my ass I felt more naked and exposed than ever before."

"Andreas reached further, sliding one, then two long fingers in and out of Molly's slick cunt. Her pussy sucked at them like a hungry mouth. Good as it felt, her mind began to wander. She tried to remember when she'd last been with Jeremy. Valentine's Day? Before that? Her attention had been so focused on this trip, and on her huge lie, that sex had been the last thing on her mind."

"Her swollen clit explodes as she comes, too readily divulging her combination as its blast radius extends to her toes. Her orgasm stands his hair on end as it invades the very air around her, sets it shimmering like heat rising from a sun-baked road. Her caress, moist now with his pre-coital fluid, quickens along his shaft."

"The sirens seemed very loud now. The car picked up more speed and I ground into Paul’s hand. He tickled me faster, stroking and thrusting, and when I came, I trod on the pedal, pushing it flat to the floor. The engine spurred my orgasm on and I clawed his hand, moving madly with his fingers, gasping and crying out."

“Press your ass against me,” he purred. I wondered if he even knew he had spoken. He seemed so distracted with this encounter. I did as he commanded and stuck my rear out toward him. He grunted. His hands reached round and clasped onto my breasts. He massaged them blindly and tugged at the nipples that were sticking painfully out from beneath my silk blouse."

"In the shower, Mike kissed her mouth, neck, and breasts, while her hands explored his body, and her pussy pulsed to have him inside. When she dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth, his swollen cock almost made her gag, but he drew back to accommodate her, and began moaning."

"In her hand, Roger’s cock had been incredible -- silken skin covering rock-hard muscle, a sweet drop of pre-cum glimmering at the tip -- but in her mouth it was magical. Leaning down, she first kissed the tip, relishing in the salty, sweet flavor of that pre-cum, then licked all around -- smiling at the chorus of delighted groans and moans Roger made -- before opening her mouth and slowly easing him inside."

"By the time her plane landed in Boston, the objects inside her cunt had become an uncomfortable irritant, an agonizing, throbbing reminder of what wasn’t there. Rhythmically, she squeezed her knees together and milked the balls until they jangled, trying to extract a modicum of satisfaction as she climbed into the waiting cab."