Lunch Masturbation
Lisa is meteorologist at my CBS tv station, she is 32 never married, new to Dallas.
Lisa had no way of knowing, but her skirt had ridden up a little farther than she had intended, and her long bare legs are on full display, from her slip-on shoes right up to her pink panties. I stood for a moment, admiring the view, and then decided that there is no reason I shouldn't get closer. I considered the situation, as she looked around to see if anyone was near. No one around, so she pulled her dress up a bit and reached into feel a large wet spot on her panties, she found herself exhaling with a sigh. She then slides a finger in under the elastic of her panties to feel her wetness. Mmmmmmm! She gasped moving her fingers circling her clit, it feels so good… She had to rub harder. That’s it! She had to relieve herself and couldn’t wait! Her bunched up skirt around her waist, she looked down to see her titties were feverishly poking through her blouse, she reached down inside her blouse and began pinching and rolling her nipples. Ooooooh, it felt so good, it is sending shivers down to her pussy, which she is still petting. She is lightly is touching her outer lips, teasing herself with a touch as soft as a feather. She is feeling a throbbing-like burning begin between her legs.
SNAP! What was that?! She sit up and looked around but everything is just as it was when she arrived at the secluded spot. As she lies back down and resumes squeezing her breasts and caressing the apex between her thighs, she is fully aroused now because in her mind she is imagining that a man is watching her from some hidden spot nearby. Just the thought of that makes her wet and she begins to softly touch her clitoris. She dips her finger into her wet opening for lubrication. Then I move my wet finger up to my clit, brushing by it ever so slightly and I shiver. Then I begin to circle her clit with her fingers again, alternatively rubbing and circling it. From time to time she dips her finger inside to get more wetness. She is breathing hard now and remembers that someone may be watching her.
Her excitement kicks in as she imagines the hidden man getting excited and starting to rub his cock that has sprung free from his pants. She lifts her right leg up and places my foot on the tree to get better leverage. Then her hips begin the movements so familiar to her; fingers and hips moving in a frenzy now and her head starts to tingle, her breasts are throbbing, and she softly whimpers as she feels the orgasm begin to take over her body. She quickly slides her finger inside while her thumb works her clit. Her body begins to tense and the surge of what feels like electricity spreads through her body as she cums and cums.
As she relaxes, her right hand continues a lazy caress of her clit and surrounding areas. She is totally spent, taking a deep breath and putting her right foot back down on the ground. Her body feels limp with pleasure, the tingling slowly recedes. She opens her eyes and gave a gasp. Oh John the corporate CEO? She opens her mouth to scream, but my hand clapped over it and I said. " Bad idea, we are going to a motel nearby, Lisa." she hears. " You do not want to scream." We go to the nearby motel, entering the room I lock the door. Lisa starts to struggle, but I held her firmly and continue talking. " Do not scream," I said. Lisa feels my hand lift and angrily hissed at me. " Are you mad? You can't just grab me and take me to a motel. If I scream somebody will come and I'll tell them you're raping me. Go away and we'll pretend this didn't happen." " Not going to happen," I said. " I want you and I'm taking you now. You'll find it'll be easier for both of us if you just keep silent. Now move your legs apart." " I'll do know such thing," Lisa said, surprising herself that she wasn't already shouting. " Just go away and leave me alone."
" I said legs apart," I growled, hooking one foot around her ankle and drawing it aside. Lisa glared at me, meaning to tighten her legs so that they wouldn't separate, but to her shock she found herself unable to stop me from spreading them. It is easy to do and she couldn't find the resolve to fight my determination. I drew her legs apart, sensing that her sudden shock of the situation in which she finds herself is leaving her confused and unsure, not ready to mount a proper resistance. Then I'm moving between her parted legs, penis standing proud and hand reaching to spread her lips.
Lisa looks down in shock to where I'm kneeling, wondering where her panties had gone, and then seeing in shock my cock, that I'm planning to bury inside her. " No," she gasps, " you can't. I don't want this. Please stop now." All her protests are falling on deaf ears she can tell because my hand is now moving her lips apart and I'm aligning my cock with her pussy. " Wait," she hissed frantically. " Stop or I'll scream. I swear it." " It's a bit late now, sweetheart," came the mocking reply, Just before she reaches her full standing height, I push her back down over the bed, grabbing her panties and ripping them apart with both hands as she lets out a gasp before reaching down to touch her wet pussy. " Nnn... oh....." She moans. " Get a condom," She says, knowing she needs to be fucked. But slowly, I grasp my cock and brush it against the lips of her pussy. Her body stiffens and she looks back. " Hey, get a condom. I'm not on the pill," she says, trying to stand up but being pushed down. She begins struggling and whimpering as I tease her entrance with the head of my cock, whimpering as she tries to struggle away, but she can't move with my hand on her back, holding her down. " I know you've been wanting this for a while," I say, rubbing it up and down.
" No, no, I'm not ready," She says, letting out a whimper and desperately trying to kick back, but I ignore her pathetic attempts. She is hitting me as hard as she can with her legs, but in her panic she can't hit very hard.
Or is it something else? Maybe it isn't panic, but judging by the way it feels the lips of her pussy are throbbing even harder, maybe her body wants this and isn't giving her the strength to fight me.
" Please don't-" My cock attempts to penetrate her two times then on the third attempt it slides with difficulty deep into her, as far as it can go. Her eyes widen. " O-oh god," She moans, shuddering as her pussy stretches and clenches. She begins fighting and struggling, swinging back at me as I grab her hips and begin to thrust in and out of her pussy, growling like an animal. She whimpers and fights. " Please," she pleads as I fuck her, she desperately pleads interrupted by moans as her pussy throbs. My bare cock feels wonderful inside of her, heat and pleasure running through my body. My cock is getting larger and harder than it is when I begin as I fuck her, viciously, slamming myself deeper, more aggressively as she keeps begging me, then it starts sounding like she is begging me to fuck her harder instead of stopping. I'm slamming her harder and harder as her pussy pulses and twitches and clenches me like a vise as she screams, her senses fill with pleasure and sound as an orgasm rips through her. " Yes, yes, yes!" I hear her calling out as she tries to fight against me, her actions saying 'no' but her words and body saying 'yes' while I slam her harder. Before I let out a guttural roar and drive my cock all the way into her as I cum, shooting my hot seed deep inside of her. Her eyes close tight as she screams, her pussy clenching around my cock as it milks me. She feels a mix of emotions. She wants to feel fury, but she knew how long I wanted to fuck her raw, and she knew how long she wanted to be fucked raw. She knew how badly she wanted this, but she didn't want to be taken... and yet, she did. Her body shudders as I keep my cock buried deep inside of her, holding both it and my seed inside of her.
I lay for a moment on top of Lisa, pleased with my lunch adventure. I roll off her and plant a quick kiss on her startled mouth. " Gotta go, love," I said. " It's been fun." Lisa watch me vanish from the motel room, still in a mild state of shock. After that, she has to get her panties on and go home and pretend that nothing happened. Where are my panties anyway and how come I didn't feel him take them off. Lisa abruptly sat up and looked around, seeing the pink material of her panties. In two pieces. That bastard, she groaned, while pulling her dress down. Slowly she got up and headed home, walking listlessly.
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