"Where do you want to sit, Laurie? Up front or in the top of the stadium?" Sid looked up the many-tiered stadium, almost dreading the climb to the top. Yet, if they did get it on in public, the very top row would afford them a little privacy.
He wasn't sure if that would be good enough for the girl, though. She might insist on doing it right in front of the newscasters booth with the TV cameras.
Sid wasn't ready yet to fuck on camera. If he wanted to do that, he could find himself a starring role in a porno flick.
He turned the idea over in his head a couple times. With a hot bush like Laurie, he wouldn't half mind. Then his attention was pulled back to the here and now by the girl.
"The top will do."
So they hiked about to the top. He was panting from the exertion by the time they got to the fortieth row but she was happy. And if Laurie was happy, she'd make him ecstatic!
"Brrr, the wind's cold. Hope you have the blanket, Sid."
He did. He wanted to make sure of some privacy for whatever the girl had in mind. He wasn't opposed to just outright screwing but not in a football stadium almost filled with students and teachers and a group of Jaycees and other team boosters. The blanket provided some semblance of modesty.
The hard bench bit into his ass. He hated coming to football games for just this reason. The seats were uncomfortable, the weather was usually lousy and the football team seldom won. It was no fun watching your school beaten by even the worst of teams.
Tonight, he'd be playing another, better, game. With Laurie.
He spread the blanket over their laps and snuggled close to her. She was a hot one, he had to admit. His arm went around her shoulders and her head rested easily on his shoulder. Sid didn't care what the football team did now. He was content.
Especially happy when Laurie's hand strayed under the blanket and began massaging his prick.
In a few minutes, he was erect and ready for more exciting action.
"Now that you've got it," he said, "what you going to do with it?"
"I was thinking of a forward pass," she answered. Her hand moved up and down in a slow, steady motion. He could feel the heat building in his loins. It wasn't as satisfying as driving hard and fast into her cunt; but it was nice. Her fingers are seemed to touch all the right places. He was feeling content with the situation.
"How about just being forward?"
The crowd cheered, drowning out her answer. The ball had been kicked off.
He felt her shoulders shrug and he was suddenly holding thin air. She had wormed her way down onto her knees and under the blanket. The huge bulge between his legs now included her head.
And she was giving him head.
The feel of her mouth on his prick made him groan loudly. Luckily, the others in the row were cheering. Their team had just made a first down. Sid knew his own first down was just under way.
The girl felt enclosed under the blanket. Lonesome, the only companion she had was an eight-inch long prick. She held it like some religious object. It was certainly worthy of her worship. Her mouth touched it gently, lightly.
Then she pulled at it and kissed it firmly on the tip. She felt it buck when her ruby lips caressed it. She knew he was hot for her. And she'd get him a lot hotter before she let it into her pussy. There was nothing like an aroused prick to really get her off fast.
Her need was growing by leaps and bounds. And the jerking, wildly bucking cock was making it harder and harder for her to concentrate on what she had to do.
"Ummmm!" she moaned from under the blanket. She'd taken his entire plum-tipped prick into her mouth. The rubbery tip bounced off the roof of her mouth, then went down her throat. She was adept at swallowing cock. She had even taken longer ones than his.
But she didn't let it stay too long down past her tonsils. Just swallowing rubbed her Adam's apple over the most sensitive portion of his cock. That would rob him of his iron control in a hurry. She wanted him to enjoy this mouth love as much as she was. It wouldn't do to have him shoot his wad in her mouth.
She wanted it up her cunt.
Sucking, her cheeks went hollow. Her tongue flittered back and forth in her mouth making certain she touched every portion of his captured cock. When she began pulling her head back and letting his cock slip from her face, she used that tongue to whip and thrash around the end of his prick.
Lips tightly held in an "0" ring, she pressed her tongue into his glans.
Sucking him in, pushing him out. The tug of war resulted in a heartfelt groan of delight on his part.
She knew what he was experiencing. If she was getting just a portion of his delight, he was in a carnal paradise.
When only the broad arrowhead of his cock remained inside her lips, she changed her tactics a little. Her teeth closed slightly on the empurpled tip of his cock.
Then she began drawing his prick back into her mouth. Her teeth left fiery red tracks on the sides of his cock. She didn't hurt him. The hard white teeth stimulated. Her tongue quickly laved away any possible hurt. And sent electric messages of pure joy into his groin.
She could dimly see the sac containing his balls. She wanted to tongue it, play with it. Her mouth was too occupied with the cock for her to do that. So she reached down with her fingers and lightly tweaked the skin of his scrotum.
"Oh, shiiit!" she heard him cry. "I can't take much of that! My balls feel like they're going to explode now."
She began bobbing her head up and down on his cock. It must have looked funny to anyone observing them. The blanket across his lap would appear to rise and fall with a huge lump under it. And closer examination would show two sets of legs coming out from under the blanket.
She wondered if anyone was watching. Could one of the TV cameras actually be panning across the rapt faces of the crowd? If so, would they zero in on them?
To be giving head on television was a kick she'd never had the chance to experience. It seemed to give her mouth added suction. She felt power flowing into her body. Aroused already, she was strung out to the highest possible sexual tension.
The electricity of the fellatio was certainly working its magic on the teenager. His cock was pulsing rapidly now. Every time his heart beat excitedly, his cock lurched. She could actually take his pulse by pressing her tongue firmly against the underside of his prick.
"Go, cocksucker, go!" he chanted above her. His hands rested lightly on the blanket now over her head. He started pushing her up and down in the motion he desired most.
She didn't mind letting him face-fuck her. His cock was big, thick, like a telephone pole as it entered and left her mouth. It would feet even bigger when she let him ball her.
But that was still to come. She was still to come. They were both still to cum.
Right now, she wanted nothing but the musky taste of his prick. As her tongue slowly made a circle around the rim of his prick, she heard him muttering low, animal-like sounds.
Her fingers stroked over his balls. She could feel them quivering in their fleshy prison. As she sucked hard on his cock, she imagined she could feel his prick growing.
Her tongue began working like a berserk tornado. It swirled around the very tip of his cock. She wanted to stimulate him to the breaking point-almost. It wouldn't do to have him fountaining out his cum into her mouth. It was a tasty treat, sure. But she had bigger, better, more satisfying plans for that cock.
With a wet plop, she let his cock spring free of her mouth.
Surfacing for air, she smiled at him. His forehead was beaded with sweat in spite of the chill night air.
"Damn, you're trying to get me off too fast!"
"Oh no, you're just excited by all the people around us." She had to look and see if anyone might be watching them. Three or four people were mildly interested but they were paying more attention to the game on the field.
Little did they know an even more exciting game was being played less than ten feet from where they sat!
"Enough people around for you? Or would you like to go down into the huddle on the field and fuck?"
She would have enjoyed the hell out of it but there wasn't any way she could have gotten Sid to agree.
"Why do you say that? Why, just look at this 'blanket! It's doing one of those East Indian tricks. You know, rising up like a rope or something."
His cock was standing straight up from his crotch. The blanket hung over it like a tent on a pole.
The girl agilely slipped into the spot next to him. She looked at the lump in the blanket for a second as if surveying its height, then said, "Lift the blanket. I think I'd like to sit on your lap."
As soon as she'd said it, she was moving. She quickly moved and turned to deposit her warm ass across, his lap. And the first thing he noticed was she hadn't worn any panties tonight, either.
The girl had to save a hell of a lot on her clothing budget. She never wore enough clothes!
His cock pressed warmly against her sex gash. He couldn't quite fit his prick into her cunt. The way his cock was quivering against her pussy lips, it didn't even seem like the best thing to do. Just parting her labia with his cock feeling them wetly kissing his cock, twitching with lust, was good enough.
"Ummm that's more like it," she said.
"I agree. Just stuff it in any time. I think I could sit like this the rest of the evening."
"Don't count on it!"
"So show me why not!" he challenged.
And she did. Her hips moved only a fraction of an inch-but it was enough to show him exactly what she could do. Her sex gash was well-greased. Slipping up and down a little ways allowed his cock to slide in a cradle of warm sex-meat.
Her pussy lips stroked and massaged his entire length. It wasn't the same as actually 'being burled up her cunt, but it came close, damned close.
He loved it.
The way she moved was enough to, make him happy. But she added a lot of little touches. Her hot breath blew into his ear. Closely following was her tongue.
She stabbed her tongue tip out cock-hard into his ear, then carefully made a slow trip around the outer rim. When she got around to nibbling on his earlobe, he was ready to cum.
The heat of her cunt boiled out and amused his cock. The wet kisses of her pussy lips on his prick told him how very close they were. Her hands explored his chest, tangled in the, mat of hair recovering his chest. And her mouth avidly worked on his ear.
He couldn't have cared less about the football game at that moment. This was better than a million touchdowns. And it was getting better.
She started bouncing up and down on his lap. At first, lie didn't think that much about it. She was caressing his prick, sure. She had been doing that with smaller motions of her hips. When her hand suddenly gripped his cock, her body lifted higher than usual and positioned his prick directly under her grinning pussy lips, he knew what to expect.
He was suddenly surrounded by grasping, hot cunt flesh. She had lowered herself onto his cock. And once there, she seemed to hate letting it loose.
The way she used her cunt muscles threatened to crush him flat. She had a way of rippling the walls of her pussy up and down like she was milking him dry.
"God, I… "and then words failed him.
Her mouth worked faster, more insistently, on his ear. Her tongue was duplicating exactly what was going on underneath the blanket across his lap.
Every time her tongue stabbed out and into his ear, she lowered her hips and fucked herself on his cock.
"Keep going. I love it! Fuck yourself crazy! And I'm going crazy with you!"
His hands began stroking along her sides, her flanks, tracing out her ribs through the thick sweater she wore. He moved underneath and found a smooth plain of belly. He diddled a few seconds with her navel, then worked up. It didn't surprise him to find she wasn't wearing a bra.
She seemed to hate the things. That was something else they had in common. Bras always got in the way of really serious lovemaking.
His hand gripped tight on her boob. He began guiding her up and down in the motion he liked best.
He held her at the top of her arc just long enough for his cock to recover from being engulfed in warm pussy. Then lie let her drop. He was swallowed up by hungry cunt.
He was having a hard time keeping all the carnal sensations separated. Then he no longer tried. Her hot mouth on his ear, the warm tit throbbing under his hand, her cunt gobbling up his rigid cock, all of it faded and flowed and came together into one tremendous experience.
"Fuck me faster. Let me go faster!" she begged. "I'm on fire inside. I need you stoking my cunt with your prick. I have to have it, all of it or I'll go crazy!"
The girl was feeling the full effect of her amorous activities. The way his prick separated her pussy lips and split her wide open was enough to make her gasp every time she came hurtling down. The hot rod of delight threatened to rip her apart all the way to the chin.
She twisted as she felt the cock inside her cunt. Her pussy walls avidly clamped down hard on his length. She tried to squeeze him flat. This way, she could feel every contour of his mighty prick.
The arrowhead-shaped end of his cock spread her cunt walls in the most delightful way imaginable. The thick blue vein on the top of his prick pulsed with life. She had eight inches of male vitality inside her quim. She was going to keep it there.
As she lifted slowly off his cock, she used her stomach muscles to try and hold him inside her twat. It was a losing battle. Her cunt juices made her love tunnel too slippery. But the fun was in trying.
The teenager's hand gripping firmly on her jugs made her all too aware of how the lovemaking was going. She'd meant to get him hot, make him beg for release.
He was turning the tables on her now. He was the one fondling her tits; stroking up and down the snowy-white cones, tweaking the rock-hard pebble of her nipples.
And he was able to control the speed with which she fucked herself. All he had to do was hang onto her tit. She would rip the breast off if he didn't yield to her.
"Oh," she sighed. "It's soooo good!' And sooooo hard!"
A tiny twitch of her hips told him exactly what, was hard and how much she loved his cock.
"Keep going. And remember," he whispered hotly in her ear, "that people are watching."
People, could see what she was doing!
The thought sent a lightning bolt of joy into her guts. She came with the suddenness of a summer storm.
As her cunt collapsed around his cock and tried to swallow it whole, he gasped and rocked back on the hard bench. He was hardly able to hang on to her. She was thrashing around like a fish out of water. He had never' seen her have a climax this intense.
As she settled back down, he started fucking her on his upright cock again.
Slowly at first, he had her build up the tempo of her movements. He could feel the sex lips lewdly kissing his prick all the way up until only the knobby end of his cock remained inside her pussy lips.
Then he held her at the top of her fucking movement. He rolled the little marble of her nipple around, pressed hard on her tit, then allowed her to sink back down.
His cock entered her cunt inch by slow inch. It was sweet agony. He gritted his teeth and felt the warmth slowly engulfing him. He was being eaten alive by her obscenely hungry twat. And there was nothing in the world he wanted more!
"Yeah, baby, yeah. That's it. Keep it nice and tight like that. God, you could be a virgin, you're so goddamn tight!"
She tensed her muscles a little to give him a loving squeeze. She felt his cock give a sudden jerk and knew he wasn't far from cuming.
"Better not lose control. People are staring at us," she told him. She was delighted with the nervous quiver of his prick hidden so far up her belly. She could play with him now. There would be no more of his tricks. She had the upper hand. And she was going to play it out.
"Where?"
"Never mind. Just get on with it. Fondle my titties. Make my cunt burn with lust!"
She lifted and dropped into his lap. His cock was white hot with desire now.
There was no way he could hold back much longer. She decided to give him one extra little incentive to really get off, then enjoy the ride.
"They're coming over here! My god, they've seen what we're going. Quick! Finish it! Fuck me fast!"
And he did.
It was like being hooked into a vibrating machine. She fucked herself with all the speed and power she could summon up. And his hips were actually leaving the bench to meet her downward thrust with a hard up-thrust of his own.
Their crotches banged together, grinding hard, passionately locked. By tormenting him with the possibility of discovery, she had pushed him over the edge.
His cock split and burst out with a huge fountain of creamy manseed. His cum splattered her cunt walls, made her acutely aware of how a woman reacted to a man's jism.
The light, liquid touch set off her own cum. She blasted into orbit. In the stadium. Hard cock fucking her. His hands cupping her tits. Pressing close.
People watching. Hot breath coming hard. Their bodies smashing together in lust.
All this and more seared into her brain as climax seized control of her body.
She screamed, she shouted lustily, her body shivered and thrashed about wildly on the impaling spike of hard cock.
Then she was quieting down.
She quickly looked around to see if anyone had noticed. It didn't seem that anyone had paid any attention to her.
In her quim, she could feel the rigid length of prick begin to die. It went limp and then dribbled out of her cunt amid a flow off his cum and her own fuck fluids. Running down the inside of her thigh, she wanted to laugh.
That was nervous release. Laurie realized how keyed up she had been. Being an exhibitionist required ever more daring lovemaking. She had just performed for an audience of four or five thousand people-and none of them had noticed. They had all been busy cheering for a crummy football team.
She enjoyed her balling and cheered all she wanted!
"That was something else!" exclaimed Sid. "I never thought we'd get away with it."
"Why not? We're just two of many fans."
"Yeah, but we're fucking fans. Not football fans."
He, looked at her, kissed her soundly, then laughed. He asked, "Where were those people who saw us and were coming over? Or were you getting back at me for what I did when we were screwing in the parking lot?"
Before, Laurie could say a word, the voice came from behind them, "Sure, we saw everything. God, are you two depraved! You should be arrested!"