I pressed against him tighter. I was wet for him. He’d been turning me on all night just looking at him. “What would you bend me over?” I whispered. His eyes flared with more heat.
“I wouldn’t care. A bench, a bike, the swing set. It doesn’t matter as long as I could sink into that hot pussy of yours. Then I’d pound that pussy until we both detonated. I want to fill you so full of my cum, you drip all day.” I shivered hearing his words.
“So, what are you waiting for? Take me.”
He gave me a surprised look. “Babe, more than likely we’ll be seen. I couldn’t care less, but you wouldn’t want others seeing us like that, would you? Bikers don’t care as you can tell.” He gestured around us. I could see the single guys all getting down and dirty. Some were getting their cocks sucked, others eating out a woman. Some were having sex and more than one guy at a time with a few of the women. I even saw some action going on between other married couples from Terror’s club. No one seemed to be paying all that much attention. I looked back at him.
“It doesn’t look like anyone cares. But wouldn’t you worry about another guy wanting to join like those guys over there?” I gestured toward two guys doing one of the bunnies, April. He shook his head.
“No, because they know I’d never let anyone else touch you. They can look and be jealous of what I have, but if they ever tried to touch you, I’d fucking kill them. I’d never share you, baby. Never.” His words turned me on more. I couldn’t believe I was actually considering having sex out in public. But if I was honest, I was getting wetter, thinking about someone possibly seeing us. Maybe it made me a freak, but I found I didn’t care.
“Where do you want me?” His eyes were now glowing, he was so turned on by the idea.
He grabbed my hand and led me over to a bench that was more in the shadows than the others. The firelight from the firepits didn’t quite reach it. You could still see it but not clearly. He sat me down on the bench. I waited to see what he’d do. He didn’t make me wait. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock, stroking up and down. He was hard and long with cum smearing the head. I moaned. “Suck my cock, baby. I need to feel that mouth for a minute.”
I eagerly sucked him into my mouth. He groaned. As always, he filled my mouth to capacity, stretching my mouth just short of pain. His hand went to the back of my head so he could grip my hair. I slid him deep, lashing him with my tongue. I made sure to suck hard and to pump the base of his cock with my hand and tease his balls the way he loved. He gripped my hair tighter and pushed me down on him farther. He was hitting the back of my throat and I fought hard to relax my throat. I wanted him deep. I swallowed. He slipped in a little more. As soon as he was in my throat, I hummed. He swore and pumped in and out of my mouth several times, going deeper each time and holding himself there for longer. He never did anything to hurt me and seemed to know when I needed to breathe. I was so caught up in pleasuring him, I was surprised when he abruptly pulled out. I protested. He dropped to his knees and opened my jeans. He quickly jerked them along with my panties off my ass and down my legs, throwing them to the side.
He pushed my legs apart and pulled my ass to the edge of the seat. He growled right before he attacked my pussy with his mouth. He was licking and sucking at me like he was starved. I cried out. It felt so good. I didn’t care who heard me. He teased my clit with his teeth and pumped two fingers in and out of my hole. I was dripping wet. I felt my orgasm already coming. He must have felt it too, because he licked me faster and pumped those fingers faster and deeper, making sure to curl them and hit my G-spot. I went over the edge, screaming. He gently lapped at me until I partially recovered. Then he stood up and pulled me to my feet. He rounded the bench and pushed me down over the back of it, widening my legs. He pushed my back lower and then I felt his cock probe my entrance.
He slammed into me in one long, hard stroke. I tried to muffle my scream. He hammered away. His breath was coming in pants. I couldn’t seem to catch mine. He made me feel so damn good. He growled. “Don’t fucking try to keep your sounds in again. I want to hear them. Fuck it if anyone else does. God, you’ve got the tightest, hottest pussy ever, babe. You feel amazing. I’m not going to last long, but I’ll make up for it.” He pounded into me harder. I was starting to see stars. I pushed back to meet his thrusts, making them go in deeper and harder. Unbelievably, he sped up. I could hear the sounds of our flesh slapping together and the wet sound of his cock sliding in and out of my dripping pussy. Those sounds turned me on even more.
I could feel my release building and it was going to be even more amazing than the last one. I was now moaning almost nonstop. He was groaning and growling. “Come for me, Madisen. Come all over my cock, baby.” The tightness in his voice and his words sent me over the edge. I came hard and long, gripping him over and over, milking the cum from his cock until I had every single drop. He grunted out his release. I don’t know how long we took to finish and recover, but it seemed like forever before he pulled his softening cock out of my sore pussy. He dropped to his knees and lapped up our combined cream. When he stood up, I looked at him. He grinned.
“I had to clean you up. I didn’t have a washcloth.” I laughed. I had heard most men didn’t like to taste themselves. I guess it didn’t bother him, which made sense since he had kissed me before right after I’d gone down on him. He helped me around to the seat and then back into my jeans before he pulled his back up and fastened them. I looked around. No one seemed to be paying attention. He smirked and then took my hand.
“Let’s get back to our room. We’re not done by a long shot.” I followed him inside. There were people lying and sitting around, getting their sex on in there too. He hurried me to our room. When we got inside, he locked the door and stalked me. He stripped me and took me into the shower. In the hot water, he took his time washing me then himself. He dried us off and laid me on the bed.
“Take a nap. I’ll wake you in an hour or so.” I fell asleep smiling. He was true to his word. It was a little over an hour later that he woke me and fucked me again. In fact, he woke me twice that night to ravish me and I ravished him back.