Her hand, still gripping Javier's now erect cock, started moving on it's own accord.
Javier looked up at the sky and breathed out a heavy sigh. He was holding his pants up with his left hand. With his right hand he reached in and then freed his balls from his boxers and jeans.
Sheila stared lustfully as she jerked him off. Getting braver, not to mention wetter, she fondled his hanging scrotum with her left hand. Stepping close to Javier, she waited til he met her gaze then she kissed him. Their tongues danced playfully and hungrily in each others mouth. Javier grabbed Sheila around the waist then quickly moved his hand to her ass. He grabbed a handful of ass meat and squeezed roughly. The harsh treatment and the effect of the weed had Sheila's pussy dripping. She could swear she caught a faint whiff of her scent on the breeze. Javier gave a sharp intake of breath through his nose as they continued kissing, making her think she wasn't imaging things.
Javier's fingers explored up the bottom of her dress. They roamed the underside of her ass flesh, then up the crack of her ass over her lace thong. Then back down towards her pussy. They probed and rubbed her lips through the thin material. Then he applied pressure, causing her panties to go inside her wet tunnel just a bit.
Fueled by lust she moved her hand back and forth on his shaft faster. Then she gave a gentle squeeze to his balls while rolling them in her other hand.
Javier's cock jumped in her hand, responding to the attention. He broke off their kiss giving a strained gasp. Sheila kept up her jerking motions and looked down just in time to see a rope of cum shoot from Javier's cockhead. The weed made time slow down, and even in the low lighting, she saw the white glob smack against he front of her black dress in slow motion. Before she could react another blast landed by the first. She slowed her jerking motion as the last of the cum leaked out into her hand.
Both were panting and stunned into silence. Sheila had a brief flash of paranoia.
"You came on my dress," She said.
Javier didn't answer. Just looked at her grinning.
"I mean right on the front by my pussy. My husband might notice that." She said worried. Then she remembered the bit of cum still in her hand. She crouched down by the tall grass and wiped her hand back and forth on the ground, stopping only after she felt most of the cum was gone.
"Dude's asleep by now. It's like three in the morning," Javier said, trying to convince her.
"Yeah we'll see." Sheila tried to wipe most of the mess off the front of her dress, then wiped that in the grass as well.
"Come on, let's get you home. If you think your man is still up, then we can just go back to my house. You can always wash your dress at my lace before you go home tomorrow," Javier said as he fixed tucked his dick away and fixed his belt. |