"Jesus, I've missed you." My hungry eyes drank her in as I pulled back from the kiss for a moment.
I could feel my cock thickening and pressing against her through my slacks, and I grinned into those perfectly sexy, wide eyes of hers as I watched her cock an eyebrow. “Oh really, huh? Missing certain parts of me more than other's, Mr. Harding?"
I growled and my pulse jumped in that way it always seemed to do when she called me by that name. It was as if referring to me like that - Mr. Harding, instead of just Jake - highlighted the illicitness of the affair. That name brought it back that she was little nineteen year old Chelsea from next door; my best friend's daughter.
I grabbed my ass and pulled her tightly to me, and she moaned as I let my thick bulge press into her. She knew that I wanted her. Not later, not when the "how" and "when" and "where" were so unsure, but right there, right then.
"Can we be quick?"
My eyes went wide as she quickly started pulling on my belt, and I cocked an eyebrow at her boldness. “Here? You remember what I said about playing with fire, don’t you?”
“I’ve got a fire, Mr. Harding,” she husked seductively into my ear. “You can play with it if you want to.”
My cock twitched as quickly pushed her fumbling hands aside and yanked down my zipper. She cooed as she slipped her hand inside and clasped her small fingers around my thick cock, and I knew I had to have her right there.
I pressed her hard against the stall door as I practically tore the buttons from her shirt getting it open. She moaned - louder than she should have given our current situation - as she th
rust her small, perky tits up to my hungry mouth.
I was pulling at the front button to her skin-tight jeans, and I grunted as he pulled my lips off of her soft little nipple. “You know a fucking skirt would've made things easier."
She giggled, reaching down to pull the front of her jeans open and push them down over her slender hips. “Are you kidding? It's fucking freezing out there!"
She gasped as my mouth attacked the side of her neck, nipping at the tender skin there as I growled into her ear. “Language, young lady."
She about came right there at my words, her whole body shuddering against me as she whimpered.
I shoved her jeans along with her soaking wet panties down to her knees, before finishing with my own trousers and letting them drop to the floor. She moaned, clutching my face to her neck as my rock-hard cock pressed against her belly, the thick shaft pulsing hot trapped between our bodies.
"We have to be quick, honey." I rasped into my ear, and she moaned as I spun her around and started to bend her over the back of the toilet.
“Oh God, Mr. Harding, are you gonna fuck me right here in the bathroom bent over the toilet like this?” She was teasing me, using that cutesy little voice of hers to get my blood fucking boiling. And it was damn well working.
It was pretty raunchy and dirty to fuck her like his in the damn men’s room. Given my choice, I’d lay her out on the softest bed in the world with obscene thread counts and her fuck her like a Goddamn queen. But, I fucking needed her right then. I needed to feel that tight young pussy clench around me, and I needed to fill her with every drop of cum I’d had boiling in my balls since she’d left.
"Just fuck me, please Mr. Harding!" She turned and whimpered at me, biting her lip as she watched me slowly pump my cock and move in behind her.
"Oh yeeeessss..." She moaned out as my fat knob pushed between her slippery lips and began to ease into her tight slit. Fuck I'd missed this.
"Fuck my little pussy, Mr. Harding! I want to feel you come up inside me again! I want to go back to the dinner table and to my parents with your cum leaking out of me!"
I grunted like a damn animal behind her, and she groaned and gasped as I suddenly rocked my hips forward and wedged every thick inch of my cock into her tight cunt.
There was no time for slow and steady here, or finding a rhythm. We both knew we were pushing it to the absolute limit this time, and I know we were both so hot for each other that we just wanted it hard and fast; animalistically and rough.
Her knuckles were white as she clawed at the wall behind the toilet, bent over with her jeans and panties around her knees getting fucked hard and deep like a slut. Like my slut. My big hands held her firmly by her slender little waist as I fucked her, my fingers digging into her skin as I sawed my dick in and out of her tight slit.
"God, Chelsea, I missed you; I missed this."
She moaned and sucked her bottom lip into her mouth as she turned to watch me fuck her, pushing back onto my thrusts.
As before, I let myself imagine the consequences of fucking her bareback like this, with no protection. I was willing to be she still wasn't on the pill, and seeing as how I’d had the full fertility exam after the whole debacle with Lenore, I knew for a medical fact that I wasn’t firing blanks. But that was that little extra, beyond the fact that he was so young, and my buddy’s daughter, hat made it so fucking hot. Being bare inside of her added such an extra edge of sinfulness that I found myself clawing at my own sanity as I pounded into the slick wet heaven of her pussy.
And I knew she was close, as I started to feel her channel clench me even tighter, even more of her juices dribbling down to my balls as I pounded her tight little nineteen year old pussy hard, making her min. My heavy balls - so swollen and full of potent seed for her - slapped her stretched lips with every thrust, and I could hear her whimpering moans begin to mimic my own growls in intensity.
Suddenly, the door to the men's room opened. In one quick move, without ever pulling out of her tight, velvety slit, I suddenly pulled her up and spun us both around - a move that impressed even me just about as much as it surprised her. All of a sudden, instead of bent over with me fucking her from behind, I found myself sitting squarely on the lid of the toilet with her in my lap. She was still impaled to the hilt on my thick rod with her legs up in the air and my hands gripping her thighs.
I could feel my cock pulse inside of her, both of us suddenly dead silent and grinning as a pair of shoes walked past the door to the stall to the row of urinals next to it. I groaned quietly, feeling her pussy clenching my cock tight; milking me gently with her muscles and making my growl as I nipped at her ear.