Her office door opens. A delivery boy enters with a large bouquet of flowers. He sits the vase on her desk and hands her a clipboard. She signs the slip and grabs the card stuck in the greenery.
“COUNTY FAIRGROUNDS RACEWAY – UNDER BLEACHERS – 9PM – DON’T BE LATE AGAIN”
She felt her pussy tighten at the few but powerful words in the message.
She rummages through her closet for something suitable (accessible) for the encounter. She settles on a loose, knee-length skirt and a white tank top. She straps a pair of sandals on her manicured feet and waits.
She arrives at the racetrack 10 minutes before the deadline. She buys a ticket and enters the grounds. She shuffles her way through the crowds of race fans and makes her way to the base of the stands.
Her eyes adjust to the change of light and scans around looking for him. She stands in a spot that allows her to see the racetrack between the steps of the bleachers. She watches a lap or two and hears something behind her. She starts to turn around and is stopped by a deep voice.
“Do not turn around,” he instructs.
He walks up behind her and grabs a handful of her hair. He leans close to her ear.
“Lift that skirt. Show me that ass,” he orders.
She lifts her skirt and exposes her bare ass to him. She feels the thickness of his cock through his shorts press against her. Her legs shake.
He lets go of her hair and rubs her round ass, then smacks it firmly. He repeats this many times until her ass is a nice heated pink.
She moans with every smack. She pushes back into him every time his hand makes contact with her warm flesh.
“No panties. You are my naughty little slut, aren’t you? Turn around,” he says.
She turns and faces him. She keeps her eyes lower than his. Her ass is still bare to the elements with her skirt pulled up over it.
He grabs her and kisses her hard. He leans her against a support post for the bleachers. He reaches his hand down to her wanting pussy. He feels her wetness immediately. He slides a finger along her opening but not inside her.
She moans slightly.
He raises his covered finger between their mouths and pauses. He points it towards his open mouth then turns it and slides it in hers, grazing it across her lips first.
“Now suck that finger clean,” he orders, “taste that sweetness.”
She slowly slides his finger down her throat then backs off and lets her tongue tease him. She sucks until she can no longer taste her own juices on it anymore.
He pulls his finger from her mouth and lifts her leg. He wraps her leg around his waist and positions his throbbing cock against her ready hole. He slides against her wet hole. He teases her entrance, prolonging her torture.
“Please,” she begs.
“What do you want? Tell me. Say it.”
“Take me, please.”
“ I like hearing you beg.”
He slides across her slippery clit two more times then dips into her pussy completely. He presses her against the support post and grabs her hips. He plunges into her eager hole with power.
She moans louder, knowing no one will hear her over the roaring cars and the cheering crowd.
He pounds her until his knees are weak. He can tell by her loud calls and her scratching at his back that she is about to explode.
“You want to cum for me?”
“Yes. Please, please.” she begs.
He slows down and almost pulls completely out of her pussy. He holds her almost hovering on the tip of his erection.
She whines and tries to force herself back down on him.
“Beg. Convince me.”
She raises her eyes to meet his as required when formally begging.
“Please fuck me. I’m such a dirty slut. I have to feel your cock pound me. Please,” she pleads.
His eyes are blank.
He thrusts in and out of her. His hips plunge deeper and faster. His breath gets heavier. He pumps her full of his release as they both climax. His eyes never leave hers.
They stand, leaning on each other, still entwined in a hot combination of sweat and sex.
Kay Arnold is earning her BFA degree in Creative Writing at Full Sail University. She writes mostly BDSM (femdom) but enjoys all areas of erotica. Kay enjoys any outdoor activity and spending time with her friends and large southern family.