Her pussy lips stroked and massaged his entire length. It wasn't the same as actually 'being burled up her cunt, but it came close, damned close.
He loved it.
The way she moved was enough to, make him happy. But she added a lot of little touches. Her hot breath blew into his ear. Closely following was her tongue.
She stabbed her tongue tip out cock-hard into his ear, then carefully made a slow trip around the outer rim. When she got around to nibbling on his earlobe, he was ready to cum.
The heat of her cunt boiled out and amused his cock. The wet kisses of her pussy lips on his prick told him how very close they were. Her hands explored his chest, tangled in the, mat of hair recovering his chest. And her mouth avidly worked on his ear.
He couldn't have cared less about the football game at that moment. This was better than a million touchdowns. And it was getting better.
She started bouncing up and down on his lap. At first, lie didn't think that much about it. She was caressing his prick, sure. She had been doing that with smaller motions of her hips. When her hand suddenly gripped his cock, her body lifted higher than usual and positioned his prick directly under her grinning pussy lips, he knew what to expect.
He was suddenly surrounded by grasping, hot cunt flesh. She had lowered herself onto his cock. And once there, she seemed to hate letting it loose.
The way she used her cunt muscles threatened to crush him flat. She had a way of rippling the walls of her pussy up and down like she was milking him dry.
"God, I… "and then words failed him.
Her mouth worked faster, more insistently, on his ear. Her tongue was duplicating exactly what was going on underneath the blanket across his lap.
Every time her tongue stabbed out and into his ear, she lowered her hips and fucked herself on his cock.
"Keep going. I love it! Fuck yourself crazy! And I'm going crazy with you!"
His hands began stroking along her sides, her flanks, tracing out her ribs through the thick sweater she wore. He moved underneath and found a smooth plain of belly. He diddled a few seconds with her navel, then worked up. It didn't surprise him to find she wasn't wearing a bra.
She seemed to hate the things. That was something else they had in common. Bras always got in the way of really serious lovemaking.
His hand gripped tight on her boob. He began guiding her up and down in the motion he liked best.
He held her at the top of her arc just long enough for his cock to recover from being engulfed in warm pussy. Then lie let her drop. He was swallowed up by hungry cunt.
He was having a hard time keeping all the carnal sensations separated. Then he no longer tried. Her hot mouth on his ear, the warm tit throbbing under his hand, her cunt gobbling up his rigid cock, all of it faded and flowed and came together into one tremendous experience.
"Fuck me faster. Let me go faster!" she begged. "I'm on fire inside. I need you stoking my cunt with your prick. I have to have it, all of it or I'll go crazy!"
The girl was feeling the full effect of her amorous activities. The way his prick separated her pussy lips and split her wide open was enough to make her gasp every time she came hurtling down. The hot rod of delight threatened to rip her apart all the way to the chin.
She twisted as she felt the cock inside her cunt. Her pussy walls avidly clamped down hard on his length. She tried to squeeze him flat. This way, she could feel every contour of his mighty prick.
The arrowhead-shaped end of his cock spread her cunt walls in the most delightful way imaginable. The thick blue vein on the top of his prick pulsed with life. She had eight inches of male vitality inside her quim. She was going to keep it there.
As she lifted slowly off his cock, she used her stomach muscles to try and hold him inside her twat. It was a losing battle. Her cunt juices made her love tunnel too slippery. But the fun was in trying.
The teenager's hand gripping firmly on her jugs made her all too aware of how the lovemaking was going. She'd meant to get him hot, make him beg for release.
He was turning the tables on her now. He was the one fondling her tits; stroking up and down the snowy-white cones, tweaking the rock-hard pebble of her nipples.
And he was able to control the speed with which she fucked herself. All he had to do was hang onto her tit. She would rip the breast off if he didn't yield to her.
"Oh," she sighed. "It's soooo good!' And sooooo hard!"
A tiny twitch of her hips told him exactly what, was hard and how much she loved his cock.
"Keep going. And remember," he whispered hotly in her ear, "that people are watching."
People, could see what she was doing!
The thought sent a lightning bolt of joy into her guts. She came with the suddenness of a summer storm.
As her cunt collapsed around his cock and tried to swallow it whole, he gasped and rocked back on the hard bench. He was hardly able to hang on to her. She was thrashing around like a fish out of water. He had never' seen her have a climax this intense.
As she settled back down, he started fucking her on his upright cock again.
Slowly at first, he had her build up the tempo of her movements. He could feel the sex lips lewdly kissing his prick all the way up until only the knobby end of his cock remained inside her pussy lips.
Then he held her at the top of her fucking movement. He rolled the little marble of her nipple around, pressed hard on her tit, then allowed her to sink back down.
His cock entered her cunt inch by slow inch. It was sweet agony. He gritted his teeth and felt the warmth slowly engulfing him. He was being eaten alive by her obscenely hungry twat. And there was nothing in the world he wanted more!
"Yeah, baby, yeah. That's it. Keep it nice and tight like that. God, you could be a virgin, you're so goddamn tight!"
She tensed her muscles a little to give him a loving squeeze. She felt his cock give a sudden jerk and knew he wasn't far from cuming.
"Better not lose control. People are staring at us," she told him. She was delighted with the nervous quiver of his prick hidden so far up her belly. She could play with him now. There would be no more of his tricks. She had the upper hand. And she was going to play it out.
"Where?"
"Never mind. Just get on with it. Fondle my titties. Make my cunt burn with lust!"
She lifted and dropped into his lap. His cock was white hot with desire now.
There was no way he could hold back much longer. She decided to give him one extra little incentive to really get off, then enjoy the ride.
"They're coming over here! My god, they've seen what we're going. Quick! Finish it! Fuck me fast!"
And he did.
It was like being hooked into a vibrating machine. She fucked herself with all the speed and power she could summon up. And his hips were actually leaving the bench to meet her downward thrust with a hard up-thrust of his own.
Their crotches banged together, grinding hard, passionately locked. By tormenting him with the possibility of discovery, she had pushed him over the edge.
His cock split and burst out with a huge fountain of creamy manseed. His cum splattered her cunt walls, made her acutely aware of how a woman reacted to a man's jism.
The light, liquid touch set off her own cum. She blasted into orbit. In the stadium. Hard cock fucking her. His hands cupping her tits. Pressing close.
People watching. Hot breath coming hard. Their bodies smashing together in lust.
All this and more seared into her brain as climax seized control of her body.