I started to unbuckle your belt while you began to work on my dress, pulling it up and exposing first my thighs and then my red satin panties. I got your pants unzipped and whipped out your dick. I told you to sit down on the steps of the fire escape. I sat on the step directly below you.
I started sucking your dick, immediately getting to partake of some delicious precum. That only made me want to suck it all in. That’s exactly what I did. I deep-throated your dick until I could feel your balls slamming up against my chin as I took it in and out my warm mouth.
You leaned back on your elbows and enjoyed being my late-night dessert. I pulled your pants down farther around your knees and spread your legs, biting gently on your kneecaps as I worked my way up to your balls. I carefully took your ball sack into my mouth and then suckled on it, contracting my cheek muscles around it.
I sucked you long and hard. I had never sucked a man’s dick so fervently before, and that, mixed with the excitement of being on a fire escape, turned my ass out. I sucked you royally, like the Nubian king that you are, until you gave me the succulent treasure I was hunting for and came in my mouth. I sucked you soft and then worked at it until it was hard again. After all, we still had some unfinished pleasure to attend to.
Once you were hard again, you got up and told me to get on my knees on one of the steps and spread my legs. I complied and pushed my booty out to meet you as you rubbed the head of your thick, juicy dick up and down the crack of my ass.
I was craving for you to take my ass, but you moved your dick farther down and aimed for my pussy instead. Your dick entered me, and I was dazed. So many nights, I had dreamed of a dick completely filling my pussy to the brim like yours.
You started fucking me hard, just the way I love it, and spread open my ass cheeks so you could finger-fuck my ass at the same time. Before you pushed your finger all the way in my ass, I was cumming like all hell.
You used your free hand to reach around and caress my hard nipples, managing to pop one out of my cleavage-showing dress and bra with little effort. We could hear all the horns and tires hitting potholes on the street below. For a few moments, I had forgotten we were so high up. I looked down and saw all the people and cars and almost freaked.
Being the intelligent man you are, you sensed my fear and told me to enjoy it and give you all my pussy. I started grinding on your dick hard, trying to grip onto it like a vise every time it tapped the bottom of my pussy.
I’m not sure exactly how long we stayed up on that fire escape fucking, but by the time we went back downstairs, the place was practically deserted except for the band members getting their things together and the manager.
You took me up on the stage, grabbed the sax again, and played me a private solo. I grabbed a microphone and sang a romantic ballad to you I wrote for one of my music classes.
You took a Valentine’s Day that otherwise would have been spent in my dorm room feeling lonely and depressed, and turned it into the best one I ever had. Instead of taking me back to my dorm, you did what I requested in the restaurant. You took me home to your penthouse apartment and fucked me in all three holes until I passed the hell out.
Now, I live in your penthouse with you, and every day is Valentine’s Day, because every day you give me your heart and I give you mine.
The Interstate
You pick me up from my office around 6 P.M. It is cold and damp, and the sun has been replaced with gray clouds. There is a light drizzle as I push my way through the faceless people on the crowded downtown street, holding a newspaper over my head to shelter me from the rain.
I make it to the curb, where you have reached over and pushed open the passenger-side door for me. I get into your black sports car. You help speed up the process by taking my leather briefcase and tossing it in the backseat.
You glance into your side-view mirror as I buckle my seat belt, hoping for a break in the traffic so you can pull out and join the slow-moving parade of cars headed toward the interstate. When you realize it will be a few seconds before you can maneuver the car into the street, you turn toward me, lean over, and give me a kiss on my painted, full lips. They are a little damp.
There is a break in the traffic. I take off my high heels to rest my aching feet as you proceed slowly in the direction of the on ramp to the interstate. You have some jazz playing softly on the stereo system. The only other noise in the car comes from the wipers clearing the droplets of rain off the windshield.
The rhythm of the wipers moving back and forth in slow motion makes me fantasize about the way your dick moves in and out of my pussy when you fuck me slowly in our king-size waterbed. I can feel my white silk panties beginning to get moist because I have been dreaming of having you inside me all day at work.
I gaze at you, the outline of your profile as you patiently make your way through the four city blocks of traffic to the interstate. Once we get on the highway, the traffic is moving slowly. You relax a bit and start asking me about my day. We exchange standing-around-the-water-cooler stories, but my eyes are concentrating on the bulge in your pants. I lick my lips, admiring the fact that you always fill out your pants so well, even when you aren’t hard. I want you to be hard, though. I want you to knock the bottom out my pussy.
I begin to run my fingers up and down the inside of your right thigh. You look at me, and I give you the look you know all too well in return. The look that tells you how much my body is yearning for your touch. The highway is crowded with thousands of people in cars, trucks, but we are in our own little world. The rain begins to come down heavier, and you turn the wipers up to a higher speed. The faster rhythm of the wipers only makes me hornier. I hate the fact we won’t make it home for at least another half hour. I need you with a quickness.
The traffic has come almost to a standstill. There is an accident up ahead. That makes me even more perturbed. By this time, I am feenin for you big-time. I take off my seat belt, lean over, and start suckling on your earlobe. The scent of your cologne arouses me even more.
I continue to suck on your ear and flick my tongue in and out of the canal as I caress your dick through your pants. You bring the car to a complete halt long enough to bury your tongue in my awaiting mouth. Your kisses always bring me so much joy. The car behind us blows the horn. The traffic has started moving again, and we are holding up the flow of cars in our lane.
I pull away from you so we can move on, but my pussy is on fire. I sit in the passenger seat with my left knee on the leather and my other leg over by the door so you can see my panties while I move them to the side and begin to finger my pussy. I suck my own juice off my fingers as you watch intently, darting your eyes back and forth between the road and my pulsating clit.
I continue to finger myself and then let you have a turn of tasting the sweetness. I put my fingers up to your mouth so you can suck them. I kiss you again, this time both of us tasting my pussy on our tongues as they intertwine. I unbuckle your trousers and dig for the treasure until I have it safely removed and easily accessible.
I place my head between your stomach and the steering wheel and take the head of your dick in my mouth, contracting my cheek muscles on it and drawing some of the precum out of it. As always, it is delightful. I waste no time deep-throating your dick. You begin to shiver as y
ou lose control of the steering wheel a little. I suck harder. I don’t care if we wreck or not as long as I get my freak on.
We are in the far left lane, and you see a small dirt road coming up in the median, one of the ones that is covered by trees and has a sign stating “Authorized Vehicles Only.” You pull off the highway onto the road and park up among the trees so the car is practically invisible to those passing by.
You push your seat all the way back so I can get to your dick better. The rain starts to come down in heavy spurts, as if all the angels in heaven are crying tears of joy at the same time. I deep-throat your entire dick and gag a little on it because of its mass. You begin to moan and caress the back of my neck with your fingertips and run fingers through my hair.
I suck you for endless moments, caressing your balls gently in one of my small, delicate hands and holding the base of your dick in the other. You tell me you are cumming seconds before you shoot a hot load of cum into my mouth. I lap up every drop that escapes from the sides of my mouth until I get it all.