Page 91 of Indecent Ventures

He rubs his thumb over my face, and we stare into each other’s eyes. The air has become thicker. It feels intense.

I whisper, “Collin.”

He nods, whispering back, “I know,” as his lips find mine. He pulls me as close to him as possible. I run my fingers through his hair, kissing him back with everything I have. This kiss somehow feels different from the rest. I don’t know what it is, but we kiss and kiss, not caring that anyone else is around us.

The slow song ends and a faster one begins, but we don’t stop our slow movements or our passionate kiss. His mouth, his taste, it’s all consuming.

When we eventually break apart, I run my hands up his chest. “Let’s go back to our room. I want you.”

He runs his nose along my cheek. “Not yet. I told you that I have plans for us tonight.”

He looks over my shoulder. “One of the swings is open.”

He takes my hand in his and leads me over to it. He sits on the swing, pulling me onto his lap. The bartender approaches and we order more drinks.

He runs his hands up and down my thighs, knowing full well what those hands on my bare skin do to me. I wiggle a little in his lap. I can feel his breathing pick up and his cock harden under me.

He fiddles with his shorts for a moment and then whispers, “Lift for a second.”

I place my elbows on the bar and lean forward, which lifts my weight off him. I feel him move my dress and then place his cock at my entrance. “Lean back.” I do and sink straight down onto him.

I gasp in shock. I look down to see if I’m exposed, but Collin has fixed my dress so that nothing can be seen. I look around to see if anyone noticed. It doesn’t look like they have.

This feels different from any time before. The plug must be making me tighter, because his cock feels even bigger and the piercing is rubbing me harder, in the best way possible.

He sweeps my hair to the side and brings his lips to my ear. “I can’t begin to tell you how much I love being inside you. You feel so tight around my cock. I want to stay buried in your tight, wet pussy while you come around my cock.”

I’ve never had a man talk to me the way he does. I moan, “Collin.”

“I’m going to start swinging. Every time we come forward toward the bar, I’ll plant my feet on the bottom of the bar and push, both away from the bar and into you. I need you to squeeze me on the way up though.”

I breathe, “I’ll try.”

I feel so intensely full right now. With his cock inside me, and the plug, I must be tight as hell around him. It feels like I am. The sensation is different. Good different. My body is numb and tingling everywhere.

He discreetly starts to swing. Every time we go forward, he plants his feet, abruptly changing direction, and thrusting further into me.

Even though I know it’s coming, each time is a shock to my body. Adeeplypleasurable shock.

Each time he swings back up, I try to remember to squeeze him, but this isn’t exactly easy. I’m on sensory overload having him inside me, surrounded by people, with that plug adding to the sensations. I didn’t expect it to feel this good. The excitement of doing this out in public is only enhancing the euphoria.

“That’s it, baby girl, grip me. Fuck, Jade, you feel so good. So tight. Tell me how you’re feeling?”

I barely manage, “I can’t. It’s too much. I can’t think right now.”

He tightens his hold around my waist. “Give me your words. You can do it.”

I pant for a few moments, but eventually answer, “My whole body is overstimulated. You’re pushing so deep. I’m so incredibly full. Full of you. I’ve never felt anything better.”

“I can feel it. You’re dripping down onto me. You’re so sexy. I love how wet you are. I love that my shorts will be covered in your juices.”

Shit, he’s hot. He always talks during sex, with his dirty words only adding to my gratification.

Every damn time we come forward, he slams into me, hitting the right spot. I think my eyes are crossing. I can’t believe I’m going to be able to come like this, surrounded by all these people.

I feel his textured hand move around my neck. He knows what that does to me. He’s not even squeezing it yet, and he has me on the cusp.

I’m giving everything I have to clench around him. I want this to be good for him too. I reach back and scrape my nails on the back of his neck. He loves when I claw at him, when I mark him.

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