We have just had dinner, a great bottle of wine, and we decide to walk around downtown. There is a light breeze in the air that suddenly feels very cool against my skin. It's hard to behave, to keep from touching you, wanting you. Suddenly you stop, take me in your arms and kiss me gently then more passionately. I feel a longing, an urgency inside of you. You take my hand and start walking faster. Barely keeping up, I trail behind you through the crowd. We turn a corner and suddenly it's dark and quiet. We walk half a block, leaving the street traffic behind us. You lead me toward the back wall of a building. You move closer to me, pushing me up against the wall. Sliding the straps of my sun dress down my shoulders and arms, my breasts are exposed to you. You grab both of my hands, holding them down at my sides. I feel your body up against me, and for a moment, I'm frightened by your quick movements. I am pinned against the wall. I can't move. You look into my eyes. I see only you, wanting me. You pry my legs apart with your leg and kiss me. I can feel your cock against my thigh, getting hard. You run your tongue up my neck and into my ear, biting me. Your strength and your eagerness only make me hotter but I can't touch you. 

Finally, you let to of one of my hands, and reach for my breasts, squeezing one of them, gripping me tightly. I put my arm around you, holding you to me. As you kiss me again, I reach down to feel your cock straining against your jeans, your mouth moves away from mine and clamps around one of my hard nipples. I unzip your zipper just as I feel your hand moving up my thigh inside my dress, moving toward my wetness but you don't touch me, you reach up to pull my panties down. As I reach inside your zipper for you, and feel your warmth and your hardness, you grab my panties and rip them off me.

Releasing my other hand, we move towards the stairs. You take one step down leaving me on the top stair but still up against the wall. You reach for me. Looking into my eyes you whisper, "don't move" as your hand once again reaches inside my dress, and moves up my legs. You look at me, watching my expression as your fingers slide into me. When you feel how excited I am, you smile. Bringing your index finger to your mouth, you taste my pussy and moan. I feel your cock as it replaces your fingers, teasing my pussy lips. Grabbing my ass with both hands you lift me onto your cock and I wrap my legs around you. The intensity of your entry makes me cry out and you kiss me to muffle my moans. I move my tongue inside of your mouth to the rhythm of your thrusts. We are unaware of the world around us. Your hands are still on my ass, as you push into me harder, then stop. My arms are wrapped around your neck. "Don't stop," I plead. You watch intently as you begin to move inside of me again. You have the expression on your face of a wild man as your thrusting increases. My lips are all over your neck, your eyes, your mouth, I am so close to you I can hear your heart beating. So deep and strong, we move together, the tension is unbearably beautiful. I want to cum hard for you. I feel it welling up inside of me like the rumblings of an explosion. I can't wait any longer. Knowing I am close makes you so hot you plunge deeper into me. I open my mouth to scream. You cover it with your hand fearing we will be noticed. As you do this, we cum together, moving into each other, riding the waves. . .