Rooftop Bachelor Game

The city lights glittered like scattered diamonds far below, but all I could focus on was the way Lena’s short black dress hugged her ass as she leaned against the rooftop railing. My cock was already half-hard just watching her, the cool night breeze doing nothing to calm the heat building between us. We’d come up here after my buddy’s bachelor party downstairs, both of us buzzing from too many drinks and the dirty secret we’d whispered about for weeks.

“Mark, you sure nobody’s gonna come up?” Lena asked, her voice low and teasing as she glanced back at me. Her nipples poked visibly against the thin fabric, begging for attention.

I stepped close behind her, pressing my growing bulge against that juicy ass. “Party’s winding down. Door’s locked. It’s just us and the city tonight, baby.”

Her breath hitched when my hands slid up her thighs, pushing the dress higher. “Then let’s do it. Right here. Like we talked about… your bachelor game rules.”

We’d agreed on this wild twist for months. No touching ourselves until the game ended. I’d tease her first, make her beg, then she’d take control. Tonight we were breaking every safe rule on this empty rooftop twenty stories up.

I dropped to my knees fast, yanking her panties aside. Her shaved pussy glistened already, slick and ready. The scent of her arousal mixed with the faint smell of rain on concrete. I spread her cheeks and dragged my tongue straight up her slit, tasting her sweet juices.

“Oh fuck… Mark!” Lena moaned, gripping the railing tight. Her hips pushed back against my face. “Lick my clit… yeah, just like that. Don’t stop.”

I sucked her swollen clit between my lips, flicking it hard with my tongue while two fingers sank deep into her tight pussy. She was soaking, dripping down my hand as I pumped faster. The city hummed beneath us, distant car horns blending with her gasps.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum already,” she whimpered, legs trembling. “Your mouth feels so good on my pussy… keep sucking, please!”

Her first orgasm hit hard. She cried out, pussy clenching around my fingers as fresh wetness flooded my tongue. I kept licking through it, drawing it out until she was panting and laughing breathlessly.

“My turn to play,” Lena said, spinning around with a wicked grin. She shoved me back onto the wide lounge chair we’d dragged up earlier. Her hands made quick work of my belt, freeing my thick cock. It sprang up, veiny and throbbing, pre-cum already beading at the tip.

“God, look at this big dick,” she murmured, wrapping her fingers around the base. “All mine tonight.”

She didn’t tease. Lena opened wide and took me straight down her throat in one smooth motion. The wet heat enveloped me completely. I groaned loud, fingers tangling in her hair as she bobbed fast, saliva dripping down my balls.

“Fuck, Lena… your mouth is incredible,” I growled. She hummed around my cock, the vibration shooting pleasure up my spine. Her free hand cupped my balls, rolling them gently while she deepthroated me again and again. The sloppy sounds of her sucking mixed with the wind whipping around the rooftop.

I pulled her off before I lost it. “Not yet. Bend over the railing. I need to fuck that pussy now.”

Lena stood quickly, bracing her hands on the cool metal. She arched her back, presenting that perfect ass and dripping slit to me. I stood behind her, rubbing my cockhead up and down her folds, coating myself in her cream.

“Put it in me,” she begged, looking over her shoulder. Her eyes were dark with lust. “Fill me up, Mark. Fuck me hard where the whole city could see if they looked up.”

I thrust forward in one smooth stroke, burying every inch of my cock inside her tight, wet heat. We both moaned at the same time. Her pussy gripped me like a velvet fist, so hot and slick I had to pause or risk cumming immediately.

“Shit, you’re so deep,” Lena gasped. “Move… I need you to pound me.”

I grabbed her hips and started thrusting, long powerful strokes that made her tits bounce inside her dress. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed across the rooftop. Each thrust pushed her harder against the railing, her moans growing louder and filthier.

“Yes! Right there… your cock hits my spot every time,” she cried. “Harder, baby. Fuck my pussy like you own it.”

I reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles while slamming into her from behind. Her second orgasm crashed over her fast. Her walls fluttered and squeezed my dick so tight I saw stars. She squirted a little, warm juices splashing against my thighs and the concrete.

I pulled out, spun her around, and lifted her. Lena wrapped her legs around my waist as I lowered her back onto my cock. Face to face now, I fucked her standing, bouncing her on my dick while she clung to my shoulders. Her breath was hot against my neck, lips brushing my ear.

“I’m close again,” she whispered urgently. “Cum inside me, Mark. Fill my pussy up. I want to feel it dripping down my legs when we go back downstairs.”

That dirty plea pushed me over. I thrust up hard, burying myself to the hilt as my cock pulsed. Thick ropes of cum shot deep into her, pulse after pulse until it overflowed. Lena came with me, kissing me fiercely, her moans vibrating into my mouth while her pussy milked every last drop.

We stayed locked together for long moments, breathing hard, sweat cooling on our skin under the night sky. Below us the city kept moving, unaware of what we’d just done.

Lena smiled against my lips, still impaled on my softening cock. “Best bachelor game ever. Think we can play round two before they notice we’re gone?”

I kissed her again, already feeling myself twitch back to life inside her. “Lock the door tighter this time.”