I needed him inside of me. As I came down off the wave of the powerful and surprisingly quick climax, I reached down between my legs to pull open his pants. Memories of my office when his cock was the only thing outside of his clothes thrilled me, no matter how much I wanted to strip him naked and lick every inch of his body. His zipper came down, and I unbuttoned his pants to get more access. He was long, and thick and throbbing with a need for my touch. I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked, enjoying the feeling of it pulsing in my grip. I looked back up into his eyes, and a grin spread across his face before his head leaned back to focus on the touch.
Pressing my knees down into the bench and sitting up on them, I guided the head of his cock to my opening and let it slide along the folds. He groaned as I pressed him into my clit and covered him with my wetness, making him slick and ready. I adjusted so the head was at my entrance and slowly slid down onto him. I couldn’t help but cry out a little as he filled me, and his hand reached up to cup over my mouth. Something about him silencing me made it even hotter, and I groaned louder as I pushed down onto his cock. I waited as my pussy adjusted to his fullness, and a moan escaped me before I sat down completely and he pushed against my walls, bringing me pleasure in the pain of my stretching around him.
His hands cupped my ass and helped guide me into a rhythm on him. I scanned the top of the hill behind us to make sure we were still alone and was thankful for the distance from the track. I wasn’t entirely sure I would have stopped even if I had seen someone. My need for him was all-encompassing. I rolled my hips, riding him and reveling in the feeling of him sliding out and then back deeper into my pussy. One arm wrapped around his neck, and he pulled down on the collar of my dress until one breast was exposed. Pushing away the cup of the bra, he latched his mouth around my nipple and suckled on me as I increased the speed.
My eyes were closed as I let him fill me and I focused on the ecstasy of his cock. I knew we didn’t have long, not out here in the open, and I went faster, wanting to make him come as fast and hard as possible. I wanted to feel his body clench and shake and hear the roar of his climax in my ear like I had heard in my office. I was slamming onto him now, letting him guide me with his grip as he pulled me up and down, harder and faster. I was getting dizzy with stimulation and reached one hand down between my legs. I was close again, and I wanted him to feel the full measure of my orgasm on his cock. I wanted him to feel my body pulse and squeeze around him and let him know that his body created that ecstasy.
I touched my clit with one finger but felt it brushed away by his hand. A thumb pressed into me, and our lips crushed into one another again. I took control of the rhythm and made deeper, longer strokes, letting his hand rub my clit until I felt the powerful wave crashing over me again. My body locked up around him as I came, and I arched back, letting him take my breast into his mouth again as I climaxed hard.
I rocked a few more times, letting my body come down slowly from the orgasm, and looked into his eyes. There was still hunger there, and I wanted to please him. I wanted to feel his orgasm and know it was my body that gave it to him. I shuffled off him, letting his cock slide out of me, and settled beside him. He turned like he was going to face me, but I pushed him back. My hand reached down and clasped the base of his cock, and I kissed him deeply.
When our lips parted, I lowered my head into his lap. I had longed to take him into my mouth since I had seen his long thick cock the first time. Flicking my tongue over the head, I adjusted so that I could massage his balls underneath with one hand and stroke him into my mouth with the other. His moans above me told me that he was close already, and I slid him into my mouth as fully as I could take him. Tasting the juices of our combined bodies was sweet and sticky and warm, and I let my tongue ride down the underside of his cock, swirling as I rose back up toward the head.