Romance My first Onsite Experience

[madiha.agarwal]

Slowing he eventually stopped with his cock as far inside me as it could go as he waited for me to enjoy my orgasm. I held on tight until my pussy calmed and I was able to breathe again. We had only been going for about ten minutes and he hadn't even shown sings of being close to cumming.


Without a word he slipped his cock out of my pussy and spun me around. Bending me over I barely had time to grab the railing before he was shoving his cock back inside me. Lifting my skirt he spread my legs with his hands while he shoved hard with his hips. This time wasn't as painful as I was already dripping, and he was back to full speed in no time.



I had to hold onto the railing to keep myself up so there was no way to prevent the moans escaping me. Each thrust made them louder and soon I was crying out in pleasure. I distantly felt the coldness of the railing and something in the back of my mind registered coldness hitting my body.

"Wow! Snow," he exclaimed.

I will never forget my first experience with snow. It was a rare November snow storm. Usually it only started in December.

Ricky put his hand in my hair and pulled until my face pointed upwards. With eyes blinking rapidly to avoid the flakes I tried to catch them in my mouth to taste them. Leaning against a rail with a huge, thick cock burying itself in my pussy over and over again will always be my first memory of snow.

The thrill of snow was nothing compared to what he was doing to me and even the feel of soft wet flakes hitting my body soon disappeared. He was pumping harder and faster now and I could hear his cock sliding inside me. I was so wet that I was sure I was leaving a puddle on the balcony.

From the corner of my eye I saw the room beside us light up, and the curtain peek open. A man's face scanned the night to finally settle on us. As I leaned there taking Ricky's cock I suddenly felt embarrassed and violated. Looking back at Ricky I saw that he had noticed as well but his grin and thumbs up told me that he didn't care.

Somewhere in the back of my mind I thought that the idea of someone watching wasn't a bad thing. Americans were more open than us. The guy watching was just a stranger and I would be gone tomorrow anyway. I suddenly felt hornier and made sure to get even louder.
I could feel the orgasm building inside me. With each thrust he got me closer and closer.

When it finally hit I exploded harder than I had last time and my shaking legs barely supported me. Ricky grunted hard and shoved as deep as possible. Jet after jet of his cum shot into me and I could feel it filling and then dripping out of my pussy. With a small cry my hands lost their grip on the railing and my legs gave out. Ricky's now flaccid cock slipped out of my pussy. I hoped the snow would wash away the mess I left on the deck.

I sat there for close to a minute and finally felt the cold. My hands were numb from holding the railing and a shiver went through my body. Ricky must have felt it as well as he picked me up by my waist and carried me inside. I could feel both of us dripping out of my pussy and left a trail of cum from the door to the bed.