Fucked on the Fire Escape

We had been seeing each other for a while, and we were at a party together. It was whilst we where at Uni, and the party was in one of my girlfriends room. It was a punch party, we all had put in some money and the organizers had pooled it up, bought a load of Vodka, fruit juice and wine and had made up an awesome punch. It tasted like fruit juice but was about 25% vodka. Everyone was drinking it in pints and as you can guess, everyone was having a lot of fun.

Even though I say so myself, I'm a hot little fox. I'm 5'9, a size 8 (UK size, I think its a 2 for you US readers), slim waist, curvy hips, DD breasts on the front a firm curvy ass to balance me out. I was wearing a light blue dress. It was sleeveless and short, similar in style to the white one Sharon Stone wears in Basic Instinct, but without the roll neck. He was wearing jeans and a white shirt, which really bought out his tan as well as showing off his body. He played rugby, so was quite muscley and toned. He was also tall, about 6"2', which is always important to me, I don't want a man shorter than I am, I need to feel protected and dominated.

We had both been dancing, both with each other and with our friends, mingling and generally having a good time. After a pint of punch and some bump and grind on the dance floor, I was feeling horny. I had seen him chatting to another hot girl from another hall and it got me a tiny bit jealous. So I made my way over, grabbed his hand and told him I had something to show him.

We went out of the room and straight onto the fire escape which was conveniently right next to the party. It was inside, like a set of back stairs. Close to the party though, we could still hear the music from the party. I led him up the stairs one flight, away from too many prying eyes, reached up and pulled down my zip and in one fluid movement took off my dress.

I was stood in front of him in a tiny black thong and big strappy heels the same color as my dress, an all over tan and a choker style necklace. I'd waxed as well, removing the landing strip I usually had.

"You wanna fuck Me or that other girl?" I asked him, putting my hands above my head and reaching up, knowing that it makes my tits look even perkier than normal.

A look of lust came over him. Without answering he pulled his shirt over his head and came towards me, scooped me up and kissed me, hard. As he kissed me he slammed me up against the wall, which felt really cold against my bare skin. I wrapped my legs around his waist as we kissed, feeling his hard cock through his jeans.

He held me up with one hand and flipped undone the buttons on his fly. He wasn't wearing a belt, and, as usual, was also going commando. His hard cock loose from it's trappings was pressing against my aching pussing, rubbing the fabric of my thong into my hot wet cunt.

After a moment rubbing against me, he grabbed the back of my thong and giving it a very hard tug he ripped it off me. The elastic leaving me with red marks for a couples of days, a nice little reminder of what was to follow.

With nothing between us, his thick rock solid cock did the same trick it did every time we fucked. It had a magic ability to always find its way home hands free.

I don't mind helping a cock inside me, and I don't mind when a guy gives himself some assistance to make his way in. But there is nothing sexier than a cock just slamming itself straight inside my hot wet fuck box, going balls deep in one fluid motion. And that is exactly what he did, from zero to 8" in a moment. I screamed with delight as he did so. He pushed again to make sure he could go no further, then he pulled out and slammed back inside me over and over again.

My arms where wrapped around his neck, my legs wrapped around his waist and my heels where pressing into his thighs, the stiletto points prodding him into me, squashing me against the wall. I could feel the urgency in his movements, his animalistic needs taking over from any feelings I might have. My tiny naked body was being pinned and fucked against the wall, held in his powerful arms whilst that wonderful cock drilled inside my tight cunt, making me yelp with every thrust.

Then he moved, pulled his arms from round me, put his hands under my arms and pressed me harder against the wall. This let him feel my tits with part of his hands as the other half, my legs wrapped round him and his thrusting member holding the rest of me off the floor. It also meant that we could both look down and watch his cock slamming into my fuck box, a sight we both loved and made him go faster and harder, nailing into me like never before.

I was screaming non stop now, my voice echoing round and round the stairwell, sounding fantastic. I always like to make noise when I am being fucked and the powerful acoustics from the echoing stairwell where turning me on even more.

I could feel a powerful orgasm building since my panties had been pulled off, and when he lent down and clamped his mouth onto my left nipple it sent me straight over. It started in the heart of my pussy and spread out all over me, tensing and relaxing all my muscles as it went. My cunt squeezing his hard cock as it flew in and out of me, my legs pressing the tips of the stiletto into his thighs.

"Fuck! Yes! Don't fucking stop! Harder! Fuck me harder you fucking stud!" I shouted, encouraging him to keep nailing me as I came. I reached forwards and wrapped my arms around him, squeezing him as tight as I could, digging my long, manicured nails into the muscles on his back. I scratched him so bad I could see the marks 3 weeks later. Serves him right for ripping off my panties.

The pain I caused him sent him crazy, and he rammed me even faster than before, squeezing me with his big strong arms making me feel so safe and wanted in his moment of urgency. Another orgasm flooded through my body, coursing through my veins, and I yelped with every poke of his engorged member.

I felt his movements go even more urgent, faster, but shorter strokes as he got nearer. I was just clinging on to him now, unable to do anything but scream and enjoy the ride. Then I felt it. Two extra hard strokes pounded into my tight little cunt and on the third one I felt his red hot cum fill my pussy. He let out a long, guttural moan as he released into my again and again and again. I felt at least 6 spurts of his sperm flood inside my little snatch, and it felt so fucking good.

He kept moving slowing in and out of me now, as I squeezed his cock as tight as I could with my pussy muscles, not wanting him to leave. He kissed me, hard and intensely for a few seconds, then slightly more gently as he lowered me to the floor.

Unable to stand, I slid down onto my knees, trying to recover. I wasn't expecting it, but he then ran his fingers round the back of my head, through my hair which felt so good, my neck tingled. Then suddenly, he went from being soft and gentle to being very hard and forceful in a moment. He pulled the back of my head forwards and towards his semi rigid, dripping cock. I didn't need to be pulled any harder and eagerly slipped it into my mouth, feeling his engorged veins rub against my lips. I licked and sucked him desperately, loving the taste of my juices on his cock mixed with his salty seed. I made sure I got every drop, from the base of his balls up to the tip of his shaft. I took him fully into my mouth one last time and look up at him with my big, fuck me eyes fluttering.

He picked me up, kissed me tenderly on the mouth, pinched my nipples with his fingers and said
"What other girl?" with a massive grin on his face.

We both got dressed again, and I noticed him picking up the thong he had ripped from me. Giving the crotch a sniff, he looked at me, gave me a wink and put them in his pocket. He loved having a souvenir.

We walked back to the party hand in hand, and got a few knowing glances at our dis-shevelled appearance. I could feel his cum starting to drip out of me as we made it back to the room, so sneakily had to rifle through my friends drawers to steal a pair of her panties. I found a lace thong that matched my dress, and managed to slip them on in a dark corner without flashing too much to too many others. I did get a nice drop of his cum on my hand as I put them on, which tasted lovely when I licked it off my fingers. I did notice that he watched do this, and you'll be pleased to know that he also kept the stolen thong as a souvenir as well.