Over the Railing

Over the RailingMy fellow chikans, when there is a railing nearby, take advantage of it. At concerts, parades, large events with metal barricades, the sexy victim can be pinned against a railing while she’s bent over, enjoying the show, with her humpable ass stuck out for your enjoyment. It’s so wonderful when there are two girls together, and you pick one of them and start rubbing yourself on her. They’ll look at each other and talk out loud and smile, and you’ll see their profiles and you are in heaven, brother!! You can even d**** yourself against her, folding your body over hers, as you feign struggling to see the oncoming parade. One time I had these three young (18-20) beautiful blonde cunts. At first I approached slowly on a reconnaissance mission. I rubbed the head of my throbbing pecker against the blue-jeaned but of one of them–no response;unaware young whore. I moved on to her friend in the middle, who was wearing black tights, and whose every little muscular feature was clearly visible through the thin material of her pants. I humped the bitch like a dog for a while. Finally, I moved to their friend with the skirt, but I couldn’t get my hand up there for a feel, so I ground her canlı bahis siteleri pelvis and buttocks for a few minutes like I had done with her two dumb friends. They were all so beautiful and unaware. As the crowd started to grow, I knew I had to pick one girl for the rest of the show. There were other chikans around and they would soon be landing on my treasure, and I couldn’t horde up my three ladies forever. So I picked the gorgeous cunt with the black tight, the one in the middle, and I went to work as I only know how. I was amazed at the tightness of her buttocks. I loved how my legs, cock, balls, stomach, chest, fit in so perfectly along her body. Since there was music playing, she would bounce up and down to the beat. To my delight, this meant that sometimes I would stop my thrusting and rubbing and just stand still against her, as she “worked” my cock with her gyrations. I just stood there, looking down at her wonderful behind, as she ground my cock, which by now, had become a throbbing snake trying to tear through my sweats. My thrust became harder, I became bolder, using more force. At one point I wanted her to notice. I rubbed up and down into her crack. I rubbed sideways, tipobet tracing the curve of a buttock, falling into her crack, and coming out to trace the curve of the other buttock. I “hit” her hips with my cock. I owned the bitche’s ass. I was all over her. At one point, she shifted away. I moved right into her again. The game was on. She knew. She tried turning around but couldn’t quite make it around. I was now so fucking excited. She then pushed out toward me, as if to push me away. Now my fellow frotteurs, I ask you, What more exciting thing can a woman do to us, than try and push against our blood-engorged cocks when we’re doing our obscene thing to her ass? So she pushed and I trusted, and we were at it, very slowly and discreetly, but very intensely. As our little power struggle was on, I noticed a guy claim the ass to the left of my girl. Now it was two of us doing our thing. The other girl whispered something to mine. The other one, giggled nervously, and mine shook her head and said, “Me too! And he’s been at it for a while!” This statement almost made me cum immediately. The other girl, the one with the new guy on her ass, kept giggling, but mine was clearly upset, tipobet giriş saying things, like “Disgusting” and “Pervert.” Her comments and her attitude were driving me crazy. The third girl was oblivious to all this. Now the crowd was thick all around and there was nowhere for the girls to go. We had them caged in completely. My thrusting was now reckless, hard. I knew now she would keep complaining, but taking the ordeal at her back. I couldn’t hold it any longer. As my cock tightened to finally release its semen, my girl said like a valley girl, “Oh, my God.” The other victim, who by now was being subjected to a pretty intense humping session, asked “What’s the matter?” My girl leaned in and whispered something to her. The other said, “YUCK!!!” The third girl asked what was going on. Mine also leaned in toward her to let her know what had been happening to her for the last 20 minutes. “Oh, my God, you’re k**ding, right?” As this exchange was taking place, I was lifted to an unbelievable height of pleasure, and I began to ejaculate. I knew she felt every jet of jism shoot out of my cock, because she put her head down helplessly in her hands, shook it in disbelief, and said, “Gross!” out loud. The other two looked at me after I was done and made these really weird faces which combined disgust, nervousness, fear, and disbelief. I kept my eyes on the parade, turned around, and negotiated my way through the crowd out of there.