Please see part one (cumming in a bar) before you read this story.

After Michelle and I left the bar, with one orgasm already in the books, we let the cool evening air settle our raging hormones, but only slightly. I was still extremely turned on from her moans and it was only a matter of time before she returned the favor.

We walked around aimlessly for about 20 minutes or so, just holding hands, kissing, and enjoying the moment. It was close to midnight by then and when we stumbled upon Central Park, it was dark, quiet, and empty. Perfect.

We settled into a park bench, somewhat hidden by a gazebo and started to get handsy. I pulled Michelle onto my lap so she could straddle me while we make out. If her nipples weren’t hard before, as soon as my cold hands slid up under her shirt, they became little diamond nubs under my fingers.

Michelle had perfect handfuls to massage and rub while I kissed her neck. And her rock hard nipples were just icing on the cake. Every pinch or squeeze I gave them just led to her grinding down on my hard cock just a little bit more. I had made her cum through her pants at the bar and now it seemed like she was about to return the favor.

I told her that I felt myself getting close, and her lap dance / grinding skills were going to put me over the edge. Suddenly, she jumped off of me and slid her jeans and panties down a bit over her thick thighs. “I need you in me, daddy” she whispered in the sexiest voice. We were both clean and she had an IUD, so I unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing dick, angry and purple with excitement.

Michelle leaned forward and sat down on my lap, letting me slide the head of my cock inside of her before scooting backwards to take more of me. The feeling of my penis going into her warm, wet pussy inch by inch from the cold air was incredible. There is no better way to describe it than heaven, and I pulled her back onto me so she could take all 7 thick inches.

I’m glad that I had already made her cum, because I was not going to last long inside of her tight box. Between all of the teasing, grinding, and how warm and wet she was enveloping my cock, every second was a struggle to not cum. In fact, I didn’t even let her bounce, I held her down tight on my lap and thrusted up into her, unwilling to relinquish any control of the movement.

Michelle claims she came again while I kissed her neck, and that’s why her pussy clamped down on my dick. But there’s no way I was inside of her for more than three minutes before she started milking me. I was absolutely powerless as she swayed her hips on my laps and her vaginal walls tightened around my throbbing erection, pushing me over the edge.

I tensed up and held her tight on my lap while my cock pulsated inside of her tight snatch, shooting rope after rope of hot cum deep into her pussy. We both relaxed and kissed while I kept her in my embrace, savoring the moment until my dick softened and I knew she’d be leaking soon.

With one last kiss, Michelle jumped up and pulled up her pants in one fluid motion to keep all of my cum inside of her until she got home. We walked back to her apartment while she gave me a very detailed account of how it felt like to walk with a pussy full of cum. It was extremely hot and I told her that I’m happy to fill her up whenever she wants, and more than one load as well.