Knowing the bar was packed and people were still trying to cram in at the front, Max believed people might come out this way to leave. She'd been lucky not to be caught out already, but she did not want to risk it any further.
Her only problem was the man thrusting away inside her. He was close, but not sure how close. Max knew he'd get mad if they stopped now. But she needed to control the end or else she'd still be unsatisfied after he finished.
The heat was steadly building again, and Max had to do something now or risk being caught. Max pushed away from the man and slid down the wall. As the man came back at Max, she spun him so he was backed to the wall and softly kissed his lips to stop any protests.
"Relax. You've got me finished. Let me now do you." Max teased. Keeping her eyes fixed on his, she bent down on her knees, using her discarded trousers to cushion her knees. Taking his shaft with her right hand and cupping his balls with her left, she guided him into her mouth. After a few gentle sucks, Max proceeded to bob up and down, taking him deep down her throat. Resting her left hand on his hips to prevent him bucking, she parted her legs slightly and stroked her swollen clit with her right. All the while, Max kept looking up with her Doe eyes, keeping eye contact, watching him moan in pleasure. He broke the stare first as he writhed is head up, trying to delay his orgasm.
Max now dropped her eyes, knowing she had him where she wanted him, but more importantly where she wanted herself. She could control and time her next orgasm with his so she would feel the heat build so quickly afterwards (though she conceeded that the heat would build afterwards) by playing with herself. She had also positioned herself with her back to the exit of Crash. No one would recognise her from the back. Her hair, wet from the misty rain, had given her more disguise by matting up and tangling her hair.
The man was moaning rhythmicaly as Max engulfed his cock, his left hand gently but firmly guiding her head, blocking her view from his face. Max's eyes closed as she concerntrated on trying to get both him and herself off at the same time. Her left hand left his side and she started to delve down below, fingering her pussy while playing with her clit. All the while sucking on his pole like a pro.
The Man's right hand traversed down, past Max's cheek and squeezed her left breasts, massaging and finding the nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.
Max could feel his cock pulse more with urgency, and knew he was about to blow. She furiously worked on her clit, racing herself to orgasm with him. And she and he did with a vegence.
"Ah Gawww, Aw GAWWW.... YEAH!" Max screamed with her mouth full as her latest heat fueled orgasm ripped trough her body. She sucked on him with urgency and was rewarded as he similarly yelled and his dick started to spew it load down her throat. Both his hands were holding onto her head so tightly, ensuring she did not pull away. His load filled her mouth, and he was too deep in for Max to swallow. Excess was dribbling down her cheek, on her soaked top she was still wearing and on her damp thighs. Only once Max had come down from her orgasm did she recognise that her ass cheeks were being squeezed and massaged by yet another pair of hands.
She turned her head, letting his cock pop out of her mouth to view his friends, one was kneeling behind Max with his hands on her arse, two others on each of the gropers side.
"Hey! Get off Perv" MAx shouted but Within a flash, the first man who'd she just finished had moved out of the way, the two side men had each grabbed one of MAx's arms and held them outstretched, and the groper wrapped his arms around Max, one snaking up her chest holding her neck, the other snaking around her lower half, rest his hand between her legs.
"Come now dear!" The groper from behind whisppered in her ear. "Surely you want some more!"
Max could feel the heat building again along with an encore of another gangbang behind Crash. |