Meeting Again After Parking Garage

Daya is a beautiful innocent 25 year old never married latino woman who I met in a parking garage and took her virginity. I gave her my number if she wanted to met again. I gave Daya a ride home from work. I’m driving and she reached over to stroke my crotch. She feels my cock getting harder and poking up along my stomach until I pulled over and kissed her. ” Gee, Daya, you’ve got me hotter than hell.” ” Please, kiss me.” I look at her, surprised but aroused, and moves my hands to frame her face. The kiss is urgent and within seconds, she feels her pussy aching. Our mouths part again and this time I let my tongue explore hers. As I move my hand down from her face to cup her breast, She lets out a soft moan of pleasure. As I squeeze and kiss, she becomes so aroused, she can’t handle it any longer, and she lets her hands wander from my shoulders, down my chest and eventually to the big bulge below my belt buckle again. She breaks away from the passion just long enough to say, ” I want you.” I pull away and hesitantly ask, ” Are you sure?” Daya pulls me back and confidently nod her head ‘yes’. I kiss her again but then pulls away and sighs.

” Come to my place then?” I ask, winded. I pull up to a Luxury apartment complex in the exclusive part of Dallas. The car is hardly parked before she is out of it, hurrying around to meet me. I unlock the front door and it is shut behind us. She is very nervous now … jittery with sexual excitement. Her heart is beating faster, and her breathing increases with the palpably erotic situation. I then pin her against the wall, my chest pressed tight against her back, my hands seizing her ribs to either side of her breasts, holding her body in place. She stood there as I lifted her dress up and roughly tore her panties off, she gasped as my foot pushing against her, forcing her to spread her legs apart. I undid my trousers freeing myself, and roughly stroking my cock until covered in a thin, sticky film. Fully erect, I shove my hard hot cock up into her small tight opening, again and again and again, I rose up into her, forcefully, possessively, rapidly in and slowly out, hard enough that she is wincing and gasping with each powerful thrust, each lunge causing my cock head to push against her cervix and keep her on the tips of her toes. Yet she is enjoying it – she wanted it, she craved it, and she definitely did not want it to stop. She has not had sex since I fucked her in the parking garage a week ago. It is not just the fullness, the feeling of being rendered complete, every time I embedded myself deep inside her, sheathing and unsheathing myself, surrounding myself with her desire and her lust for me. It is not just the hot juices seeping from her pussy and running down her legs and dripping on the hardwood floor, adding a scent of the forbidden to the living room. Just as fiercely as I plundered her body, she reaches back clutching at my naked, powerful hips, her fingernails burrowing into my skin with the intensity of a dog wanting to rapidly bury a bone. That thought seemed particularly apt to her at the moment, as I repeatedly bury my cock deep within her.

My face pressed into her neck, my breaths are hot, hard, heavy, just like our sex. I’m extremely quiet during sex, when I’m enjoying a hard rough fuck. Always, the only sounds I make are those of my breathing, and a loud groan as my cum erupts into the woman. Daya is whimpering between her heavy, labored breaths, it is too much for her to take. The primal animal lust, the hard cock pressing her into the wall, the hard cock repeatedly filling her, she cries. The tears begin to come unabated, and she just let them fall. She didn’t care. It is too late to care. There is so much she had wanted to do with her life, ” Fuck me, John!” She pleaded between sobs, no longer caring. In an instant, her entire being is consumed by what is without question the most powerful climax of her life. No longer is she silent: she screams, loud and long, wailing and sobbing without shame, her body basking in the ultimate feminine pleasure yet pleading for more like a the longtime addict. I knew no one would care about hearing me, I roared with each forceful thrust into her, even as I move faster up into her, no longer merely pushing against her cervix. We groan primal duet until, suddenly, I still myself, pushing snugly into her cervix, shaking violently as I swelled within her.
As I exploded within her body, our groans continued, she happened to open her unfocused eyes and look out the window across the living room. Before she can scream from the pain, she feels me literally melt into her, completely fusing with her, so that for another half a heartbeat, we are one single solid entity. Pulling out of her and releasing her from the wall. Leaving absolutely nothing to shield her youthful nakedness from my lustful probing eyes. She is the most deliciously perfect specimen of young innocent womanhood I’d seen in a long time.

Get into the bedroom, ” Get up on the bed…