屋上のコック・ティーズ

眼下には街の灯りが散らばるダイヤモンドのようにきらめいていたが、私の意識はルーフトップバーに寄りかかるマーカスの黒いパンツに張りつめた太く重いペニスだけに向いていた。喉の奥で脈が激しく打っていた。この一時間、彼がドリンクを作る様子をずっと見ていた。力強い手の動き、自信に満ちた笑みの傾き。目が合うたびに、二人の間に緊張が走った。

私はレナ、32歳です。会議でこの街に来ていますが、もう涙が出るほど退屈していました。屋上バーは今はほとんど空いていて、暖かい夜風と、はるか下を流れる車の低いうなり音だけが聞こえていました。バーテンダーのマーカスは私に最後のウイスキーを注ぎ、他の客にはバーが早めに閉店すると伝えました。彼の黒い瞳が私の目をじっと見つめました。

「俺のチンポをじっと見てるけど、まるで自分のものにしたいみたいだな」と彼は低く荒い声で言い、私の前にグラスを置いた。ゆっくりとした笑みが彼の唇の端を引いた。

頬が火照ったけど、目は逸らさなかった。「そうかもね。座った時からずっと硬いでしょ。あんなに大きいチンポ、見逃せないわ」

マーカスは静かに笑い、バーの周りを回って私の正面に立った。街の風が短いドレスを揺らし、太ももに冷たい空気を撫でつけた。彼は手を伸ばして私の顔から髪の一房を払い、指を首筋へと滑らせた。

“Say it again,” he whispered, stepping closer so I could feel the heat of his body. “Tell me what you want.”

私は唾を飲み込み、心臓が高鳴った。「あなたのペニスが欲しい。ここで。この屋上で。」

His breath hitched. Without another word he took my hand and pressed it firmly against the thick bulge in his pants. The size of him made me bite my lip — long, heavy, already throbbing under my palm. I squeezed, feeling it jump.

“Fuck, Lena… you’re direct.” His voice dropped even lower, almost a growl. “I’ve been thinking about sliding this cock into that pretty mouth or your tight pussy since you ordered your first drink.”

私は布越しに彼をゆっくりと擦り、彼のうめき声を愛おしく感じた。彼から溢れる露骨な言葉にクリトリスが疼く。「じゃあ、話すのはやめて見せてよ。全部を感じたいの。」

Marcus didn’t waste time. He unzipped, and his thick cock sprang free — veined, dark, the head already glistening with precum. It was gorgeous, easily eight inches and so wide my fingers barely met when I wrapped them around the base. The night air felt electric against our skin.

He pulled me off the stool, spun me so my back pressed to his chest, and slid both hands under my dress. Strong fingers hooked my panties aside. “You’re soaked already,” he murmured against my ear, voice like velvet. “This pussy is dripping for my cock, isn’t it?”

「ええ」と私は息を漏らし、彼に押し付けるように腰を動かした。「ゆっくり頂戴。あなたに広げられるのを感じたいの。」

He rubbed the fat head up and down my slit, coating himself in my wetness, teasing my clit until my legs trembled. The city hummed beneath us, unaware. Then he pushed forward, inch by thick inch, sinking into my pussy with a long, shared groan.

“Oh god… it’s so fucking big,” I gasped, gripping the bar rail. The stretch burned sweetly, every ridge and vein dragging along my walls. He filled me completely, bottoming out with his balls pressed tight against me.

Marcus stayed still for a moment, letting me adjust, lips brushing my neck. “That’s it… take every inch of this cock. You feel incredible. So hot and tight around me.” His whisper was pure sex. “Tell me how it feels.”

“Full,” I moaned softly. “Like you’re splitting me open in the best way. Move… please.”

He started slow, deliberate thrusts that dragged his thick shaft along every sensitive spot inside me. The wet sounds of my pussy sucking him in mixed with the distant city noise. One hand slid up to cup my breast through my dress, pinching my nipple lightly while the other held my hip.

「俺のためにどれだけ濡れてるか聞いてみろ」と彼は耳元で熱くささやいた。「その濡れそぼった小さなまんこが、俺の肉棒全体に白く泡立ってるよ。誰かが見上げて見えるかもしれないこんな場所で犯されるのが好きなんだろ。」

その言葉に新たな熱が私の中で渦を巻いた。私は彼の突き上げに合わせて腰を押し返し、もっと求めた。彼はペースを上げ、より深く、より激しく私を突き、肌と肌がぶつかる音が大きくなっていった。私の喘ぎ声は息も絶え絶えで途切れ途切れになった。

「マーカス…そこよ。やめないで。あなたのペニス、すごく気持ちいい。」

He spun me again suddenly, lifting me onto the wide bar counter. Bottles clinked as he spread my legs wide, cock still buried inside. Now we faced each other. His eyes were dark with lust, forehead glistening with sweat.

“Look at me while I fuck you,” he ordered softly, voice husky. “I want to watch your face when this cock makes you cum.”

彼は再び私の中を突きました。一定のリズムで深く、片手を私の頭の横に突いていました。新しい角度が私のGスポットに完璧に当たりました。私は彼の腰に両脚を巻き付け、かかとを彼の引き締まったお尻に食い込ませました。突かれるたびに、新たな喘ぎが喉から漏れました。

“I’m close,” I whispered, nails digging into his shoulders. “Your cock is gonna make me cum so hard…”

“Cum on it then,” he breathed, leaning down so our foreheads touched. “Let me feel that pussy squeeze every inch. Say my name when you do.”

The orgasm crashed over me suddenly. “Marcus!” I cried out, body shaking, pussy pulsing wildly around his thick cock. Waves of pleasure rolled through me as he kept thrusting slowly, drawing it out, whispering filthy praise against my lips.

「いい子だ…俺のペニスでイクときのお前は、本当に美しいよ。」

He didn’t stop. Instead he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach across the smooth bar top, and slid back inside from behind in one smooth stroke. The new position let him go even deeper. His hands gripped my ass, spreading me open so he could watch his cock disappear into my dripping pussy.

“God, look at that,” he groaned. “Your pretty lips stretched so wide around me. I’m not gonna last much longer.”

“Fill me,” I begged, voice hoarse with aftershocks. “I want to feel your cum deep inside.”

His thrusts grew faster, more urgent. The wet smack of his hips against my ass echoed across the empty rooftop. He leaned over me, lips at my ear again.

“You want this load? Want me to pump your pussy full?”

“Yes… please, Marcus. Give it to me.”

With a deep, guttural groan he buried himself to the hilt and came hard. I felt every powerful spurt as his cock throbbed inside me, flooding my pussy with hot cum. He kept moving through it, milking every drop, until we were both panting and trembling.

After a long moment he eased out, a thick trickle of his cum slipping down my thigh. We stayed like that, catching our breath under the open sky.

Marcus helped me down, pulled my dress back into place with surprisingly gentle hands, then tucked his still-half-hard cock away. A lazy, satisfied grin spread across his face.

「まあ……とんでもない最後の電話だったな」彼はくすくす笑いながら言った。

I laughed too, light and breathless, the tension between us now replaced by warm, easy pleasure. “Best conference perk ever. Think the bar’s open for one more drink?”

He winked, already reaching for the whiskey. “For you? Always.”