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"Oh baby, I'm not done with you yet. I expect you'll cum at least two more times before I fill you with my cum. Three more if you want it in your ass." I looked at him coyly, silently. Though I enjoy anal, I wasn't sure I wanted his baseball bat wedged in there.
======= How did I get there? Well it started with a winter trip down South...
There's a huge advantage to living in the Florida Keys, at least during Winter months. I know it's unusual for a girl to be passionate about fishing, but I am. Mostly, it's the chase I love, so my thing is to 'catch and release' my prize. Others still debate whether fish feel pain or not. Since they react to the slightest touch at their mouths or noses, we know they CAN feel. I know how I'd feel if a fish hook went thru my palate or even my nipple. Imagine how a young child would feel, even if the hook were not toooo painful. Imagine the shock and terror of being hooked out of the blue with no idea if she could get away. Imagine the panic! So I have to convince myself, really believe despite my doubts, that I'm not hurting them. At least I can revel in the joy they must feel when I set them free and scurry away to live out their lives. Such are the profound thoughts that swim thru my head while basking in the hot Winter sun.
Duck Key, not far off the Florida mainland, has become so popular with tourists for who knows what reason, an investor funded a small apartment building several years ago. It's nearly dead center in our little island and the tallest thing on it. Anyone on the 2nd floor or higher has an ocean view from any apartment. A strip mall on our street is the main draw for residents and even attracts tourists when they aren't on our pure beaches. There's only one main road and it's a block from our building. That means our little street has most of the foot traffic, and most of that is in tiny, sexy beach wear. I love the beaches, but only go in the early mornings and early evenings, and never on weekends, to avoid the noisy crowds and the most intense sunshine.
I'm told I turn heads, at 5'7" and 130 well-placed pounds, especially in my usual thong bikini with the tiny top that barely covers my large, dark aureole on my big C-cups. My small waist and wide hips command attention too. Fiery red hair and bright green eyes added to the other God given gifts my parents passed to me. When it comes to humility, I'm tops. Just kidding.
After leaving the early evening beach, or instead of it, I go to the same kind of beach I used to use in New York in Spring and Fall, Tar Beach, a.k.a. the roof. Luckily, there is a large, tin covered section that isn't oozing with tar. So, four stories above the not-so-busy street, I setup my binoculars, cooler and thick towels. When I checked the roof door, it was locked and the doorstop was nowhere to be seen. I leaned over the walled-in edge and watched the people so far below. It wasn't long before I saw a lean, muscular guy wearing just a small swimsuit who seemed my type. As he approached, I hollered down louder and louder. I took off my top and waved it frantically, like a distress flag and finally caught his eye. "HELP! HELP ME! Can you hear me? Yes, you. I'm locked out and stuck on the roof. Please, PLEASE come up here and unlock the door."
"Uhhh, sure, uhh which entry?"
"I'm on the West side so follow the signs. Ummm, the elevator's not working, sorry." I stuffed the tiny top into the cooler's ice pockets and waited patiently for my champion to rescue me. Several minutes later, I heard the metal-clad, red fire door creak open. The stranger craned his head around the door before stepping fully before it. "OH, my hero! Thank you so much..."
With one arm across my pendulous tits, carelessly allowing them to peek and swing around it, I charged him. Before he could react, I over exuberantly leapt on him and wrapped my legs around his waist, above his tiny red Speedo. Since my arms went around his neck to hold me up, my big, bare tits were pressed against his warm, chiseled naked chest. He slammed back against the red door from the force of my charge. I briefly kissed his cheeks several times in feigned relief and gave him a loud 'smmmmack' on the lips before it dawned on him that we'd just closed our exit door.
He dropped me and stared agape at my tits swinging freely on my uncovered chest, then at the door, then back at my tits. Feigning shock, I stared and pointed at the locked door for a long moment so he could fall in love with my breasts. Finally, we both broke into a gut laugh. I shrugged and said, "Now we both need to be rescued."
Drooling over my tits then finally noticing my tiny thong, he slowly scanned my whole body. His already hefty dick began obviously swelling in his tiny Speedo when he said, "Well, I'm in no rush to get rescued. What happened to your top?" As Speedos do, his grew shorter as his unrestrained dick swelled and pulled the unforgiving suit down and away from his body.
I stepped closer to him, conspicuously looked into the tenting gap his dick created and admired the thick, bottom two inches of his shaft. He adjusted his stiff dick, but that pulled the Speedo lower, against the shaft of ever more enticing cock. He tried pulling the lightweight suit up firmly, but that let his balls form a clear and enjoyable man-toe with their thick convolutions painted onto the thin material. I couldn't take my eyes off his stiff dick and he didn't turn away until he felt the air caress the tip of his straining cock. When his manhood poked above the waistline, I moved with him to keep it obviously in my sight as he turned away. "When I flagged you with my top, the wind caught it and it blew away." I lied. "I'm in no hurry now to be rescued either. I wonder how we can pass the time until someone finds us." Snagging and pulling his suit away from his body, I coyly suggested, "We can talk about whatever pops up, I guess." and brazenly pressed my palm against his stiff rod.
His groan was most satisfying and I hugged him with just one hand. He wrapped his hands around my hips and pulled me firmly into his groin. Finally, his hands slid over my ass and he felt my bare cheeks. His fingers found the slim string that disappeared into my ass crack and he followed it, lifted it, spread my cheeks and rubbed firmly, but slowly around my back hole. The fireworks that released under my eyelids made me gasp and rest my head on his chest.
Since I didn't resist, he slipped his fingers farther South until they were curled around to touch the damp bottom edges of my labia. I squeezed his cock and slipped my hand inside the Speedo, wrapped my trembling hand around his shaft and made him groan loudly. We kissed deeply. While our tongues hotly licked and wrestled, he untied both sides of my thong and pulled it away. I fished his throbbing tool out of his suit and helped his Speedo fall easily to the ground.
Both naked and still kissing, I slowly stroked his hot, pulsing cock while he found my steamy, wet and wanton cunt. His fingers plunged deep inside me and it was my turn to groan. When I broke the kiss, I started pulling him toward the edge wall by his huge cock. As we moved there, he pet, pulled and pinched my hard, swollen, rosy nipples. We stopped at the thigh-high wall and, in easy view of anyone on the street below, he bent and licked my nipple. I scanned the street and noticed two men and a woman on a bench across the street who were staring at us. They energized me even beyond my usual randiness, as being watched always does. "Mmmm, your nipples feel and taste so delicious... I don't know your name. I'm....."
"No! I don't want to know your name and I'm not telling you mine. Let's just enjoy the moment." I hoped our peepers could see the dark fiery red strip pointing to my wet crotch. Speedo shrugged and smiled then sucked my tit while his fingers followed my landing strip over my clit and into my moist folds. I slowly stroked his rigid tool and kept it above the wall for the watchers to enjoy. For his benefit, and our audience below, I lifted my left foot onto the wall. With that knee bent, my moist pussy opened wide and I imagined how sluttish it looked, and I smiled. Speedo bent and stared into my wet cunt. He slowly inhaled my fragrance and closed his dazed eyes before stretching his hungry tongue into the depths of my body. He used his nose to prod my clit and rub its hood. The heat of that wonderful lingua released a flood of my juices which he fastidiously and eagerly devoured. This man knew how to lick!
After directly slathering my wetness all over his face and nose, he licked his way up my body and lingered over my nipples before finally reaching my expectant mouth. I love the salacious taste of my own creme whether from our fingers or, especially, from my lover's face and tongue. As he twisted two fingers deep into my pussy, I savored my tasty tanginess on his tongue. He angled his fingers to stoke my clit as they pummeled my pussy. That took my breath away and I saw stars. Just as I approached my climax, he bit my nipple and firmly pressed my clit. The nerve connecting the two burst into a flame of exquisite pleasure and I distantly heard me scream just before quaking into a soft boneless pile.
When I could open my eyes again, I saw the three on the bench were aglow. The woman gave me a shaking 'thumbs up' with her free hand, while the other rubbed her friend's cock thru his pants. He had his hand under her shear cover-up and was mauling her tit. Even from here, I could see her bikini top was pushed over her tits, but still under her covers. The other friend had an arm wrapped over her shoulder with his hand down her top and tugging her other tit. His other hand was rubbing between her spread legs. I smiled broadly at them.
I finally became aware of my hand autonomously squeezing and stretching Speedo's thick dick. It rubbed the swollen, purple head against my thigh and guided its overheated essence toward my empty cunt. "Maybe you should come off the wall before my dick shoves you over the side. We'll find a way to keep giving our friends below a respectable show." I was struck by his concern and shocked and awed that he was aware of our audience.
On shaky legs, I climbed down and knelt on the thick towel. His cock came with me since I'd never let go of it. I rested my bare ass on my heels and pulled his precious weapon to my salivating mouth. After the stellar pleasure he'd just given me, I wanted to make him cum unrestrained and taste his seed. We were close enough to the wall that our gawkers could see his stiff cock and my face swallowing it. I had him put his right foot on the wall ensuring that and opening himself fully to me. He was primed to blow quickly and I wanted that cream in my mouth before I used his stiff stick to satisfy my snatch.
A quick glance below showed me they were too busy to watch all we were doing. She was sucking a tongue while the other man sucked her newly exposed tit and was obviously finger fucking her under the cover-up. Bared tits are legal here, but not bared cocks or pussies, so she rubbed a stiff cock under his swimsuit.
Though I struggled with it, I managed to get Speedo's dick head over my teeth. I wanted him down my throat so I could feel his heat and squeeze him hard. I'd never tried to get such a big dick down there. "Ohhh, baby. Don't hurt yourself. No one has ever got my fat dick in their throat. It's OK." That added a challenge that I wanted to complete. I lost my gag reflex ages ago, so that helped. Yet it took great effort to allow it to stretch my pipes. When just the tip of the head found its way down, he was ready to blow, but I wanted him deeper.
When I pulled him out and just licked, he moaned, disappointed. All I wanted then was to let him cool down a bit before trying again. I blew on his dick and the chill first made him throb, but then let his thickness shrink a little. "Thanks for trying so hard, but I'm used to...." Before he finished, I blew across his dick again and quickly slid his slimmer pole firmly down my throat. The head and about four inches were imbedded in me.
"Ohhhhhh my God! Haaoow d-d-did you doooo...." he howled. It's hard to grin with a fat cock in your throat, but I felt my mouth curl around it. He started shaking, but I wasn't done. My throat had relaxed around him, so I pulled out an inch, grabbed a breath, then quickly bobbed down the rest of his cock. With my nose firmly pressed into his sparse, brown pubes, I swallowed several time to evenly compress his entire big and ever thickening cock. He howled again, but no words came out. Instead, his knees trembled, his hands on my shoulders tightened and quaked, he gasped helplessly for air and exploded his thick cream the few remaining inches straight into my belly. During his third burst, I slipped his still pulsing meat to my mouth so I could nose breathe and finally taste his sperm. Mmmmmmm, he was delicious. I held his fat head on my tongue and expressed all the male cocktail I could squeeze out of his still twitching cock. He watched thru crossing eyes.
His shouts had drawn the attention of our audience back to us, but I had no time for them. I wanted Speedo's cock in another hole. Now seated on the wall, he slowly caught his breath. "Wow! Just WOW! I...I...I've never felt anything like that before. Now I understand the obsession with deep throating. In-fucking-credible." I felt so proud of myself for beating the challenge and causing the petit mort, hot pink body flash reaction in Speedo. Savoring the remains of his thick cum on my teeth and tongue while watching him recover was intoxicating. His big dick slowly softened and I wiped the last drops of his cum onto my fingers and into my mouth.
When I couldn't hold back anymore, I launched myself at his mouth. If I could eat his cum, then so could be he. He repelled, frightened by the idea of tasting sperm. With nowhere to go but four stories down, he pulled at my head. I held him, but pushed my tongue into his mouth. After a second of squirming in revulsion, he relaxed and shortly was licking my teeth. His tongue began chasing any trace bits of his milk in my cheeks and mouth. Though he began enjoying the taste, I doubt he was ready to suck a full load of cream from my mouth or anyone's dick.
He stood and pressed against me as we held the delirious kiss. His nearly flaccid dick sprang back to life. I felt his hardness creep up my thigh unaided. When I started to grind against it, it found its way into the valley between my thighs. He began grinding it along my cleft, over my clit and against my fiery streak. Though this alone was making me wet again, I opened my legs to tell him I was ready to be impaled. He turned me away from the wall and I put my cheeks on the edge. After pinching my nipple very hard, he aligned his cock with my waiting hole... then reconsidered.
"Baby, you're too close to the wall and I don't want any bricks in my uhh, prick. I'm afraid I'll toss you over the wall like this and even if I don't, the distraction is too much. Why don't you turn around and lean those gorgeous tits on the wall so we can be safe and vigorous?"
I like his thinking! "Just a sec. Let me put a towel on the wall so I don't hurt or scrape my tits." I ensured that nearly half the towel length was OVER the wall so I was not only safe, but it would act as a flag and draw more eyes to me as it waved. Speedo sucked my nipples and bit them to relight the fuse to my clit before turning me to the wall. It worked. At first only my hands were on the low wall. I spread my legs wide to offer my ass to him. He knelt and lapped at my dripping pussy. He said he couldn't get enough of my tasty twat or its bountiful juices. If he meant to just tease me, he was doing so much more.
His talented tongue warmed and licked from the top of my vulva, into my labial folds and ohhhhh yes, under my hood and onto my clit. After holding hot pressure on it a bit, he split open my labia, rolled over the outer lips and seamlessly cruised between my fleshy inner lips. I shuddered as his wet muscle explored my vagina proper. He licked the walls clean and exited to flick and lick my phrenulum which shot sparks down to my pussy and up to my rear hole.
When he touched the rippled ridge of my sphincter, I tensed briefly. Once I relaxed my cheeks again, he ran across then around my winking muscle. I knew to bear down to ease that muscle open, and did. His tongue rolled into a tube and rested just inside my dark hole. I relaxed it more and he pressed inside, reaching the inner sphincter. He licked and blew into my ass causing rare excitement. As his tongue began its return circuit, I felt his wet finger slide into the open gap. He twisted it gently and I allowed it inside. It passed both sphincters until it was stopped by his knuckle against my cheeks.
His wet tongue was inside my wet-again pussy, drinking my sweet juices again. I moaned from the simultaneous attack on both fronts. When his tongue found my swollen clit standing and shouting for attention, he easily slid a finger deep into my pussy. He angled it as he pumped my pussy so it would rub my clit shaft as his tongue flicked and sucked my glans. The combination was startling and supplemented by dizzying friction in my ass. I moaned again and put my tits on the wall so I could hold my ass open for him. He shifted his finger so he could rub the rough saddlebags of my clit as he stroked in and out of my soggy snatch. Unique sparks fired from the THREE different parts of my clit. This man was a treasure.
The wall pressed too hard on my tits, so I slid them forward and over the edge. They broke free and swung lewdly in plain view of everyone below us. My nipples snapped firmer, knowing the performance they freely gave. Speedo played all parts of my clit and hood and asshole like a magnificent orchestral concerto. I was already gasping for breath when he found the perfect balance and began a rapid crescendo. With my face and tits over the wall, I began chirping louder and louder in perfect step with his rising concerto. Now eight people watched from below as my chirps rose to 'ahhhh' and 'ohhhh' in perfect time with my oscillating tits. When I screamed my orgasm, startled people along both sides of the street froze and stared up at me. I believe the only reason they didn't call police rescue was the standing applause I got from the original three on the bench.
It helped when Speedo stuck his head up and fed me my pussy juice from his mouth and face. "Oh, Speedo, that was absolutely incredible! You did all that without using your dick?" Holding onto the wall, I added, "Give me a minute. I still want your cock inside me." I licked my sweet nectar off his nose and, still gasping, sucked his tongue.
"Oh baby, I'm not done with you yet. I expect you'll cum at least two more times before I fill you with my cum. Three more if you want it in your ass." I looked at him coyly, silently. Though I enjoy anal, I wasn't sure I wanted his baseball bat wedged in there. "Before you calm down completely, assume the same position on the wall. I see you like people watching you get off, let's do it again... for them..."
"Gladly!" I managed to gasp out. When I threw my chest over the wall again, I noticed the eight peepers were rubbing and kissing each other. I'm thrilled to be an inspiration. One of them noticed my tits swinging freely and Speedo still behind me so he whistled and shouted up. Speedo sat behind me and I assumed he wanted to repeat that incredible performance. I was totally in favor of that. But he apparently had another wild trick up his, ahhh, sleeve.
He started with his finger in my wet cave and his tongue on my clit- a great start. I was amazed at how quickly he had me gasping. When he moved the soaked finger to my ass, I again spread my cheeks open. He entered easily and began pumping my dark hole then put another finger in my pussy, this time it turned out to be a thumb. Nearly repeating his earlier, exquisite, movement made my eyes roll back and close. This felt wonderful again and so quickly! Yet, something was different.