They finally get at it

Yuri stands up from off the ground and walks over to a mailbox near by. It’s your regular mailbox, while box with a red thing-y that Yuri never knew the word to, but nevertheless, it would serve its purpose.

Yuri places her hands on top of the mailbox and bends over. She teasingly shakes her ass at Tom, revealing her begging pussy. Tom swallows a hard clump of air, realizing there’s no going back from this. Even then, Tom feels as if she deserves it from what Tom did to her, even if she seemed to have liked it.

He walks up to Yuri’s rear slowly, causing his cock to swing and bounce subtly with each step. The constant feeling of someone or something possibly watching him still lingers, but he has a feeling this little exchange will be done with shortly.

Tom places his hands around Yuri’s waist, really grabbing onto her love handles. Tom slides his dick along Yuri’s ass, slowly getting into position of her pussy.

“For someone who wants to get this over with, you sure do take your time,” Yuri said jokingly with a hint of arousal and anticipation in her voice. In truth, she’s getting impatient with how tantalizingly close she is to getting fucked.

“Sorry,” Tom said sarcastically. “Kinda hard to maneuver something this big,” Tom said, rolling his eyes in annoyance.

“J-Just, stick it in already!” Yuri said in an uncharacteristically **** manner. Even Tom and his oblivious ass can tell Yuri is incredibly aroused at this point, so he does what Yuri asks him to.

He leans his hips back, letting his cock line up with her soaked pussy and slowly slips his tip inside her. She lets out a low hum that tampers off into a cute groan. Tom starts off by sliding his tip in and out of her, not wanting to hurt her.

Yuri could feel his tip rubbing up against her walls, sending pleasureful shivers down her spine and into her gut, but she wants more.

“Mmmmmmm~ Go deeper~” Yuri mused.

“Are you sure?” Tom asked.

“Oh my fucking god, YES PLEASE!” Yuri begged, seemingly reaching her limit of unintentional teasing at this point.

So, Tom does as she said and thrusts his entire cock inside Yuri, making her gasp for air. She clenches down on the mailbox and curls her toes until they start to cramp. She can feel her walls squeezing against his cock and his tip deep inside her.

“Are you okay?” Tom said worriedly, eyes wide as he watches Yuri recover from Tom’s sudden deep thrust.

“Y-y-yes…. PLEASE KEEP GOING!” Yuri cried out in pure ecstasy.

Confused and shocked by Yuri’s strange behavior, Tom just continues doing what he’s told. He thrusts his cock in and out of Yuri’s needy hole, rhythmically and slowly. With each thrust, he drives deeper and deeper inside Yuri’s wet and cavernous walls.

Yuri begins to moan excessively, each pleasure filled noise getting louder and louder. She could feel a great amount of pressure building up inside her, getting her closer to her peak.

“FASTER~~” Yuri screamed.

Tom doesn’t ask any questions this time, he just does what Yuri wants. He picks up the pace, trusting faster and harder inside Yuri. Their bodies smacking together along with Yuri’s moist pussy makes a noise that echoes around the darkness, only being drowned out by Yuri’s screams of pleasure and Tom’s aggressive grunting.

It’s so loud, that neither Yuri nor Tom noticed a car drive by them, only being aware of their presence by a car horn as it drive by.

Tom looks embarrassed, knowing full well someone just spotted him like this, stark naked while shamelessly fucking a woman on the side of the road, but he can’t stop now.

Yuri on the other hand moans louder, knowing full well someone saw her in all her glory.

After a couple of minutes thrusting and moaning, Yuri can feel her body shaking as she gets close to the edge. Her tongue sticks out like a dog as she lets out steamy breath, prepping for an earthquake level orgasm.

But suddenly, Tom feels his release coming quick. Panicked, he pulls out just in time, shooting out his hot cum like a bullet out of a gun. He lets out a long, drawn out set of groans and grunts as he sprays stringy, bright white cum all over Yuri’s back. Some of it gets on her hair and even the mailbox.

He doesn’t even remember the last time he’s let out such a powerful load, but after a couple seconds, his spraying turns to sputtering as drops of cum drip off his flaccid dick.

Yuri’s knees buckle down to the ground as she feels the lingering feeling of being on edge slowly disappearing. Frustrated, she lies down on the sidewalk, looking up at the dark sky while she catches her breath. Her face is still blood shot red, and her clit is still throbbing, waiting for someone or something to stimulate her and let her go over the edge.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Yuri said in annoyance and arousal as she looses the feeling of ecstasy. No one likes the feeling of getting that close but failing to tip over, and it was obvious Yuri seemed upset by this.

Tom looks down at Yuri, both in shame and regret. He feels bad for the poor girl, not feeling anything but hot and stickiness. To Tom, she may have been weird, but she at least deserves to feel good after all she’s been through.