tl;dr Sex in the bathroom of a crowded restaurant at dinner with our friends sitting a few feet away. Some minor details changed.
For context, and quite a long story short, my boyfriend Pablo and I are both in our mid 20’s, in grad school. I’m short, blonde, and have a round butt and average sized boobs. Pablo is about a foot taller than me, fit, bearded, and ginger/blonde. We’ve been best friends for years, with most of our friends taking bets on how long it would be until we got together, and when we finally got together, we had a lot of fun figuring out what each other liked sexually. He had a little bit of a history with public sex encounters and luckily, I’m rather adventurous sexually and I also have been curious about outdoor sex in particular over the years. We also have a dom/sub dynamic in some regards although both of us are very inexperienced in that department, but it does come out in our sexual preferences for sure. Since we both still live at home, we’ve had to get creative with our hookups (which I would love to write about more if there’s any interest!) and we’ve had a couple of encounters in public places, each getting better from the last. Last night was intense and I had a lot of fun, although I do feel a bit guilty that we were this messy at a dinner with our friends. But I’ve also had a threesome with two of them (another fun story, involving my boyfriend, then friend, as a spectator only!), so I think they just laughed it off in the end, luckily. But I digress…you’re here for the good stuff, after all :)
Last night a group of our mutual friends went out to dinner to celebrate one of us. We went to a packed, but decently upscale American food restaurant in our large city, and Pablo and I, since we haven’t gotten proper privacy to have sex in a while, have been sexting and been handsy recently when we’ve seen each other around with no privacy. I had gotten to the restaurant early to get to our reservation, and when Pablo walked in after work with a few of our other friends, his hand rested on the curve of my ass for a second and patted it before saying hi to our other friends, a clear signal from him to me that he was feeling playful tonight. He sat next to me, of course, and after a few minutes, his warm, large hand rested at the very top of my thigh, fingers slightly kneading my skin and rubbing slow circles dangerously close to my slit in the dark under the table. Before long the drinks were flowing and we became a little more bold. My hand rested on his thigh, returning the favor, and working my hand surreptitiously over to his crotch confirmed that he was hard already. Good. Lets see where this goes.
His arm casually snaked behind my back after the first round of drinks, grabbing my ass in the dark corner we were seated in and slipping his hand into my back pocket. After round two, I was caught red handed by one of our friends rubbing his thigh, verrry close to his package, which was all clearly visible from the other side of the table. Luckily our friends are cool and laughed it off. After round three, where I was quite tipsy, things heated up (and even now, I can feel myself getting wet from the memory). Pablo’s hand snaked once more behind my back, but this time, dug beneath the waistband of my jeans and pulled me tight against him, his palm against my bare skin and fingers tangled in my red lace thong. He slid his hand down slowly, feeling like fire against my hips and ass, and I was vaguely aware that I was getting very wet. His hand explored the skin and curves of my bare ass under my jeans, occasionally grasping hard enough for more pleasure to shoot though my pussy, making me gasp in his ear. Then, i felt him move his arm completely around my body to the front, pulling me tight against him. His hand splayed over my thigh for a moment before moving down, fingers brushing over my shaven pussy lips, feeling for my clit under my clothes, under the table. I felt him grin when he moved his fingers around my clit, and he leaned close to me to whisper, “you’re wet for me, huh?” in my ear. I grinned in response, and couldnt do much but enjoy as he massaged my clit, and slipped his fingers into me to finger fuck me. I was so tightly pulled against him, sopping wet, so horny and just the right amount of tipsy to want to do something about it. He moved his free arm to shield mine from view as I began feeling for his dick over his jeans, and began to jerk him off as best as possible from that angle. A minute later, his hand abruptly whipped out of my pants, and after we had righted ourselves, he nudged me to look at him, and when I did, made eye contact with me as he teasingly slid his wet fingers into his mouth to taste me.
He motioned for me to move out of the way to go to the bathroom which was about 3 feet from where we were all sitting. Across from us and across from the bathroom as well, was another party of people who had a direct view of the bathroom. I saw him wink as he tested the doorknob for the bathroom (single stall/handicapped, so they were roomy), and motioned for me to come with. I had a split second decision to make here, and luckily, drunk horny me wants to fuck my boyfriend until we both see stars, so I made up my mind and darted in after him. I had one second to worry about the repercussions of my decision here as he locked the door with shaking hands, but all of that disappeared the second his lips landed on mine.
We were both in there for something quick, we both knew this, since it would both be rude and awkward to stretch this out. We kissed feverishly for a couple of minutes before his hands slid from around me to unbutton my jeans. Pablo hurriedly slid them down my body and in one motion, swooped me up to perch on the edge of the sink and sinking to his knees to burrow his tongue between my lips. I leaned back and tried to spread my legs as widely as I could with my jeans clinging to my calves. I settled for half open and leaned back against the wall to give him easier access. It felt so good, his tongue whipping around my clit and lapping at my slit, and I fisted his hair and moaned despite knowing I needed to be quiet. His fingers probed their way into my hole while circling my clit, and this nearly pushed me to orgasm. An abrupt, long knock at the door startled us into pausing for a heartstopping minute, and he called out, “In a minute!” before driving two fingers into me to play with my g-spot.
I shuddered through orgasm on that sink a minute later as he finger fucked and sucked me, and no sooner had I finished was I pulled off the sink and turned around to face the mirror, bent over the sink, as he unbuttoned his pants and drove his cock into me (I have an IUD and we’re both disease free and exclusive so we’re not too worried about always having a condom. I do want to start using them more for good habits but I’m not going to be upset if we do bareback, and with him, I prefer it). I could tell he was living a fantasy we had discussed a few weeks later, so i wasn’t surprised when he grabbed a handful of my hair to bend me back, and as he fucked me, he moved his hand to my throat to keep me in place. I had a lucid moment as I watched him fuck me from the back in the mirror, and, to use Pam from Archer’s favorite catchphrase, sploosh. One of those images I know is going to be burned into my brain for a long time. After a minute, he lifted me once more onto the sink (giving me a gigantic bruise later, lovely…) and spread my knees to fuck me up against the mirror and the wall, which i was acutely aware was just inches from the rest of our friends outside. The whole thing felt so deliciously dirty in that instant, and I ended up cumming again as he pulled up my shirt and bra and sucked hard at my nipples.
Finally, I was to my knees, mouth automatically open for his cock, and I was rewarded with it when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and pushed me down on him. I’ve always been nervous about deepthroating, since I have had some bad gag reflex experiences sucking cock, but luckily, [the thumb trick](https://lifehacker.com/5858128/shut-off-your-gag-reflex-by-squeezing-your-left-thumb) worked and I had the time of my life sucking him off, in perhaps the dirtiest way I had ever done, fully naked from my boobs to my knees, dripping pussy still out and shirt and bra pulled up to expose my breasts, while he pulled on my hair and face fucked me in this bathroom. I gagged a few times but managed to accomodate his decent sized member (7″) down my throat without incident. He came in my mouth, my favorite (I LOVE to swallow) and his cock pulsed in my mouth as i savored the taste and swallowed. He helped me up and we quickly got dressed. He slipped out first, to sudden cheers and jeers from our table of friends, and I cringed as I peeked through the crack in the door to see the table across from us peering bemusedly at me. Oh well, luckily I don’t care that much about what complete strangers think of me, so I waited a minute, took a deep breath, and darted out and back to our table where our friends made fun of us for making out in the bathroom. Pablo did end up paying for the whole dinner and I plan on helping him out with that bill by paying for the next few dates lol…it was a bit shitty of us to abandon the party to fuck but…it led to some of the best sex I’ve ever had and we havent gotten yelled at for being jerks so I can’t feel too bad. One of our friends was the one who knocked on the door, to freak us out, so at least we didnt get in trouble!
Anyway, this was long but I hope you all enjoyed :) let me know what you thought!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8pozcj/public_bathroom_sex_with_my_f_boyfriend_m_last
Well this was awesome. You two are some horny bastards hahaha.