Little Haiti Heat: Bus Stop Seduction

Chapter 4: The Cigar Stand

The cement wall was cool against his back as Kayla pushed him hard, her tongue diving deep into his mouth. His hands fumbled with the buttons of her shorts, trying to get them down while she ground her pelvis against him. He felt her wetness through the thin cotton of her thong and his dick pulsed in anticipation.

"Take them off," she said, breaking their kiss to undo his belt and unzip his pants. "I need you inside me." With shaking hands, he pulled his shorts and boxers down past his knees, letting them drop to the ground. Kayla stepped forward, straddling his hips and guiding his now free cock between her thighs.

He started to move, sliding in and out with controlled strokes. But she pulled back, standing up straight and wrapping her legs around his waist. He was buried deep when she sat down again, her pussy squeezing his dick as she began to ride him faster.

The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the small alley, muffled by the thick wall behind them. Kayla reached between their joined bodies and took hold of his balls, massaging and pulling while she fucked him harder. He grabbed her hips, flipping her over so he could fuck her from behind. Her hair fell in front of her face as she bent over, giving him full access to her tight ass.

He pounded into her, feeling her walls tightening around his dick as she came. With a primal yell, he followed her over the edge, cumming deep inside her. They stayed like that for a few moments, locked together on the wall, the heat of their bodies radiating off them into the humid night.