I [F] have a wild night’s goodbye with my sort of fuck buddy [M] [public sex] [long]

This occurred about a year and a half ago. I think about it often, probably too often.

My sorta partner J and I were saying our goodbyes the because he’s moving. Very bittersweet, it’s been a rocky relationship. I am more sexually attracted to this man than I have ever been to anyone, basically… our sexual chemistry is unreal.

J is 5’8, an inch shorter than me, with sort of deep tan skin that hints at Latino somewhere in his lineage. He’s broad chested,stocky, strong and muscular from constant physical labor, but not toned, but his muscles jump out when he flexes. He has long thick dark hair and beautiful dark eyes and brows, a spray of light freckles on his nose, sort of has a rockstar look to him. His beard is short, thick and pointed.

I’m quite thick; big tits, small waist and an even bigger ass. I have very pale skin, green eyes, dark hair with colored tips and a lip piercing.

We hang out and talk. Its a long story but there is no place for us to have goodbye sex, because of reasons I won’t get into. I’ve come to accept this but I am salty about it. It’s 3 in the AM and he’s slated to leave around noon the next day. He suggests we go to a bridge over the nearby body of water, in the middle of nowhere, and pull off on one of the offshoots where people go to birdwatch and whatnot and look at the city lights and enjoy the quiet and the mild weather. We get there and it’s a gorgeous, clear night…It’s dead quiet and dark as hell.
I have a futon pad in the back of the car and I suggest we fold it out and get comfortable *wink wonk*. He seems amenable. He says “hey come here a second”. I go around the other side of the car and stare at him, confused…and he gently but firmly bends me over the passenger seat and I go OOOHKAY WELL THEN. It’s completely dark tho and no one is around, any reservations I had (and I had quite a few) are completely erased by the fact that god I want to fuck him and the fact that everything feels so completely isolated. I hear that zipper come down and I lose all composure… I wiggle out of my shorts and panties as fast as I can. I feel his warm cock head pushing against my ass and I spread for him, reaching back to grasp my thick thighs and butt so he can get that damn dick into me faster. He obliges me, immediately sinking into me with a grunt, and I brace myself against the seat.

He’s thrusting into me hard from behind. He’s moaning constantly and keeps telling me how good I feel (He’s usually pretty quiet during sex, his last girl gave him something of a complex about it so this was particularly satisfying). He abruptly stops fucking me and says tightly “Don’t move” and I freeze for a moment… but being me, I just can’t help myself. I look over my shoulder at him with a wicked grin and clench my muscles once, tightly. He groans, long and loud, “Oh fuck you just made me come”, and spanks me hard as he’s emptying himself in me, thrusting real slow and milking it completely. I come too on his slow thrusts. I love it, every moment.

We keep going. I’m about to have orgasm number four and he is rapidly approaching number two, my head is lolling because god I’m going to miss this dick. My legs are spread wide, my shorts and panties down around one leg because I was just too eager to get his cock into me to do anything else with them. I can feel our combined slick coating the inside of my thighs and oozing down as his cock is forcing it out of me. The angle has my public bone and clit pushed up against the seat of the car so I’m stimulating myself with every thrust. He’s rubbing my ass and legs, long dicking me, using his nails to raise goosebumps in between grabbing and squeezing my ass cheeks, spreading me wider so he can hilt himself completely. He describes for me in a husky voice, which breaks occasionally with low grunts of pleasure, how good I look with his dick pushing into me. He sinks his thumb into my asshole occasionally when he grabs and squeezes, fucking it in and out of my butt, to my squeals of delight.

And then the police pull up.

like, out of fucking nowhere.

And I’m sure everything is fucked.

Long story short, to save you readers the pain and anxiety I experienced, everything was not fucked. Everything was fine, we got off with a laugh and a warning.

But both of the young, hot police officers totally got an eyeful of what exactly was going on and probably a lot of my ass. And that I completely lost my composure and cried. And that they both knew they weren’t going to bust us but the officer who was talking to me made it sound very much as tho they were going to. After several minutes of grilling me and him separately, the officers waved us off with “find a warm hotel or something. this isn’t funkytown.” (Yes they actually said that.)
And that I was shaking too hard to drive after.

He drove us back to my place, both of us with nerves frazzled. Took a moment in the car to get high together so we could calm ourselves. We went into my house and sat in the living room to talk quietly. It’s extremely late, around 4 am, and completely dark and quiet.

( important info: I am polyamorous and live in a communal household with many people. My boyfriend was home that night which is why J and I didn’t just go into the bedroom)

He quickly turns the conversation back to what just happened. Neither of us had ever been caught like that before. I know J has a huge kink for public sex and from the way he was talking about it I could tell he was getting excited. I smirked at him and scooted closer on the couch.
“Yeah it looks like you didn’t like it at all” I said as I brushed my fingers over the hard-on tenting his tight black jeans, he sighed and sunk back into the couch. Then he looked at me with that fucking devious expression he always got. And I’m such a fucking slut for this guy, god I would do nearly anything for his dick I swear… I was so uncomfortable knowing what was about to happen but I didn’t even try to protest because I absolutely wanted it. He grabbed a blanket and threw it over us, snuggled close to me, and I felt his hands part my legs and I let out a little moan. His fingers went right down my shorts, straight for my clit, softly circling it, just barely touching it, god he knew how to drive me fucking crazy. I couldn’t get my hands on his dick fast enough, and when I did he already was hard and dripping precum everywhere, and started thrusting into my hand.

At that moment a housemate fucking decided to come downstairs. At four in the morning, what are the damn chances. We are sort of in an unused corner of the common room, shrouded in shadow, while the area that she came from was brightly lit, so now looking back I suspect she didn’t see anything due to her eyes not adjusting properly. Anyway, the moment before she saw us, as she rounded the corner, I pushed him back slightly and pitched myself back onto the couch, still covered in blankets. She exactly on time saw us and smiled and said hi, to which we both smiled and said hi. She turned her back and looked for something on the living room table.

At that moment I realized that his dick was leaking precum all over my tightly clenched hand…and then I felt him slowly,so slowly and gently, rub my clit. It was all I could do not to buck into his hand. I glanced at him and the look of hunger in his eyes was so fucking intense, I had to bite my lip. He stared into my eyes as he sank two more fingers into my cunt, pressing a finger down on my clit, his other hand reaching around my back and holding my hips tightly and preventing me from squirming away as he did what he knew would drive me crazy. The look I shot him had to be a crazy combination of murderous and super turned on, I was so frustrated but yet I love his teasing bullshit.
As he did this I brought a hand up and maintaining eye contact licked my palm super wetly and thoroughly, and thrust it quickly back under the blankets, jacking him off with pointed purpose in a way I knew would make him bust extremely quickly.
The look on his face was too good… his eyes rolled into his head slightly before he could mask it from me, and he mouthed several slow obscenities.
I noticed housemate turning and with a cruel smile at J I took my hand off his dick mid-jack, and she and I nodded goodnight at each other as she went back upstairs.

As soon as she left our view I felt his hand, wet from my pussy, close around my throat. “You think you’re really clever huh”, he growled. I rolled my eyes to his as best I could and smirked as if in agreement but his hand tightened to the point I was reeling slightly in ecstasy.

He laughed quietly and, letting my throat go, he pushed me back against the couch and made me cum in less than a minute with his clever fingers. I was so blasted from how good the orgasm was I needed to take a breather, but as soon as I caught my breath I wiggled out of my shorts and panties, shoved him into the couch, climbed onto him facing away, and sat my ass on his dick (there was a mirror nearby, so I could check coverage of blankets, it looked super innocent from a bystanders view- I was merely sitting on his lap – and it made me feel fucking nasty and turned on knowing his dick was inside me when it looked like sweet and innocent).
It slid right up into me, as I was still wet from all the cum earlier, and I leaned back against his chest and started grinding into his dick. I couldn’t see his face again, sadly, but I could hear him huffing labored breaths into my ear which turned me on, as well as the fact I knew he was going crazy knowing anyone could come downstairs and catch us. Within a minute or two he was thrusting up to meet me and his hands were squeezing my hips tightly, trying to hold me down on his cock. When he came he bit my neck, muffling a moan, and I moaned softly back, rocking my hips gently in time with his thrusts. I wanted to get every last bit out of him, and I did, we took our time with that.

After a few minutes of slow rocking I murmured “god, you’re still hard. Are you wanting to go again?”
He said nothing , but slid his hands down to my thighs, spread them open wide using both his hands and pinned them that way using his knees on the insides of mine. I laughed a little nervously but closed my mouth as he felt his way up my cum-sticky thighs and rested his right fingertip gently on my clit and pushed his left up my shirt. I hurriedly unhooked my bra, leaving my shirt on but taking it off thru the armholes. As soon as I did his hand slid up to my breast and stayed there squeezing. “Relax”, he murmured. “You were such a busy girl tonight..” his fingertip circled and circled, barely pressing down. I huffed a soft moan, thrusting my weight slowly back onto the hard cock buried up inside me. God it felt so good. “You’re so fucking dirty. I’m gonna miss this.” He tapped my clit with his finger making me jump.
“I’m gonna miss this too,” I whispered, squeezing the cock inside me the best I could with my cunt as he groaned in satisfaction.

This last fuck probably lasted about 10 minutes, but it was slow, full of dirty talk and soft groans. We were only barely grinding but the tiny amount of movement was explosive for me. He thrusted very slowly and leisurely, only about an inch in and out, barely touched my clit beyond the teasing little circles he never ceased performing, and used his other hand to squeeze and play with my tits one after the other, occasionally moving it up to my throat to squeeze that too. “ you dirty girl, are you gonna cum just from this?” My body was very much right on the edge of an orgasm, torn between thrusting into his hand and pushing myself down harder on his cock. He told me to cum and I did, so hard he had to move his hand over my mouth to muffle it. I sagged back into him, completely spent.

He left then, saying he needed to take care of some things, and I masturbated to orgasm again on the couch thinking about all the dirty shit I’d done that night before I went to my boyfriend’s bed, fucked raw. When I woke up my underwear was completely soaked with my and J’s cum. It was months before I stopped masturbating regularly to this memory- but shortly after this, we had a terrible breakup and I am still not the same for it. I put it out of my mind as best I could…. but i just had a good long jackoff session looking at this….I will always miss fucking him, he was by far the best I’ve ever had.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a0sk26/i_f_have_a_wild_nights_goodbye_with_my_sort_of