NOTE: This is a true retelling. No fabrication or fiction. Enjoy reading about our cowritten adventures.
He had fought off from cumming inside her so many times already today.
Earlier that morning, he restrained his release for over an hour when he tied her down and had his way. So he had kissed and rubbed every inch of her body, fucked her in every magnificent hole--including plunging through her tight bottom for the very first time--and used a dozen toys to make her powerfully climax four times.
She was grateful for his control because she had devised a deliciously sexy plan.
She wanted him to cum more than he ever had before, and she wanted this massive load emptied inside her. She wanted him to overflow her exquisite cunt with his historically huge load in the backseat of her car parked outside their favorite rooftop restaurant so that his hot, creamy cum would be dripping out of her as they enjoyed some drinks and dinner.
While fulfilling her tie down fantasy, he had nearly gone over the edge of his orgasm too many times to count. One more thrust into her sleek, cock-squeezing bottom and their plan would've been ruined. One more stroke of her hand as he fed her his cock and he would've been done right then and there. One more slide through her perfect pussy and he would've been spent.
All day his cock stayed semi-hard. His head sat in a puddle of slick anticipation for hours, teasing him as he walked around and moved. His balls were full and tight and begging to blow.
It was nearing sunset as they pulled into the parking lot. In about 20 minutes the sun would dip below the horizon and the sky begin to darken. The public lot, near many other popular nightlife attractions, was a pretty busy place. Every few minutes, vehicles drove on and off the lot and people got in and out of their cars. Groups and couples walked on the sidewalk about 10 spots over and dozens of people stood along the rail of the rooftop restaurant, oblivious to them crawling into the backseat.
Her SUV was roomy, and they had planned ahead, laying the back seats flat and putting down a couple blankets and a pillow.
She wore a lovely, dark blue dress which hugged her curvy, 5'6" frame. He matched her by wearing a patterned button down and dark jeans.
Once he laid down in the back, he shucked those jeans down off to one ankles and she pulled her dress up above her waist. His eyes peered down between her thighs to her trimmed mound and puffy outer lips. As usual, she never wore panties. This was her way of giving him permanent permission to dip a finger in her wetness or bend her over behind a closed door and pump his cum in her anytime he wanted.
She was a passionate, creative lover, spontaneous and sexier than he could ever imagine. Her drive and desire for him were off-the-charts and he always aimed to keep her well pleased.
But now it was his turn to sit back and relax. Now was his time to enjoy the ride.
She took her favorite toy, a strawberry-sized vibrating ball and pressed it against her sensitive clit. He had masterfully massaged her lovely button over and over and over that morning while pumping his cock deep in her ass until she lost control, wriggling under his body and groaning and growling like a bear.
Now, the ball began sending vibrations through her button. Her smokey eyes closed and she moaned. His cock sprang to life watching her kneeling beside him the back of the car working the red ball around and around her clit.
Her pussy flushed hot and she was ready to make him cum.
With her lovely, dark blue dress around her hips, she straddled his waist. Then she reached down, pointed his dick right at her opening and sat back quickly.
His blood-filled shaft slid the entire length through the first three inches of her cone-shaped cunt until it met a tight, circular ridge, sensually squeezing the rim of his cock head. Once past her ridge, her cunt open up slightly into a warm pool of wetness. Along the top of her vagina, a washboard of small ridges formed her G-spot which tickled his head.
She began rocking her hips in a breathtaking J-hook motion.