We’d been together for over a decade, teenage sweethearts. It’d gone from hot and heavy to once a month repeatedly then when I was pregnant it stopped completely even after our kid was born. We settled into a family routine and our sexlife was barely an after thought in our sleep deprived minds. It was when our kid was a year old that we finally admitted our relationship felt stale so we began having day dates just the two of us. And it was on those dates that we discovered a new kink, well kinks, plural.
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“Can I start you off with a couple of drinks?” The waiter that had escorted us to the table from the foyer asked once he’d seated us in a back booth. I nodded my agreement, I didn’t trust myself to answer him without asking if he was old enough to drink himself, he looked barely 18 but he was peppy and efficient so who cares. I slipped my jacket off leaving my shoulders bare apart from the thin white straps of my sundress, my husband slid into booth with me, his knee pressing against mine as he always did, he took the two menus offered to him and passed one to me. “Two buds for now.”
He didn’t wait for the waiter to fully turn and leave before putting his hand on my bare inner thigh, the tips of his fingers grazing my white cotton panties. “What are you doing?” I whisper hissed at him but didn’t move away, my heart started thumping violently and my pussy began to ache. We’d started to push our boundaries a few weeks ago, in the back of our taxi going home, a more intimate kiss and it escalated with every day date that we have.
I hid my face in the menu as my husbands hand cupped my pussy, his palm ground against my covered clit and his fingers pressed against my opening. He leaned into me, his lips against my ear. “Pinch your nipples for me baby.” My breath caught in my throat at his request, my nipples were taught and straining against my dress. I looked around us, apart from a few people at the bar near the front, we were alone, at least alone enough to reassure me that we wouldn’t get caught. I let go of one side and of the menu and cupped my breast, pinching my nipple through the fabric, rolling it between my fingertips at the same speed as my husbands hand ground against me. “Harder.” He growled, his eyes darting between my eyes and my nipples. I did as I was told and a soft moan escaped my lips, no sooner had he started he stopped.
Our waiter practically bounced back to us and placed our drinks in front of each of us. “Have you decided what you’d like to eat?” My husbands lips twitched at the corners at his question.
“I’ll take the gourmet cheese burger and chunky fries.” He handed his menu back and they both looked at me expectantly. I stuttered as my eyes frantically scanned the menu for the first time. “Same for me please.” I smiled tightly and handed mine back too. “I’ll be back when your orders ready.” He grinned at me, his eyes quickly darted to my chest before he bounced away. I looked down at myself, noticing for the first time how see-through my dress truly was when my nipples pressed so hard against it, the bars of my piercings clearly visible.
For the rest of our meal my husband didn’t touch me in that way again and with each passing minute my pussy throbbed harder and becoming wetter. I crossed and uncrossed my legs countless times trying to find some relief but it was hopeless.
At the end of our meal I excused myself, the bathrooms were further back than our table in a dark corner. I felt a heat press against me when I reached the door to the hallway. My husbands hand pushed the door open and he used his entire body to push me through it, one arm encased me to him and cupped my aching tits and his other arm clamped over my collarbone with his hand covering my mouth. He walked me like this down the length of the hallway to the very last door that was marked for the disabled. He pushed us inside and kicked the door shut, he spun us around and roughly shoved my front against the door with a thud. “No noise.” He whispered against my ear, biting my neck hard for emphasis. I nodded my agreement. “Don’t move.” Again, I nodded eagerly.
He took a step back and exhaled loudly as his eyes devoured me. “Push your bum out.” I spread my legs and arched my back. He stepped towards me, one of his hands caressed my bum over my dress before lifting the material up to the small of my back. “You’re that wet, you’re panties are see-through.” I could hear the smirk in his voice. And as quickly as he’d stopped teasing me in our booth he pinned me painfully to the door with his forearm on my shoulders and ripped my thin cotton panties off, the sound of tearing fabric was the only sound that filled the room for a second but it was soon replaced with the sound of his fingers thrusting in and out of my soaked pussy and his palm slapping against my skin.
I couldn’t stop the moan that rippled out of me but he could, he shushed me harshly, his arm moved rapidly from my shoulders to my neck where he pressed even harder. “Shut your dirty little mouth.” He growled at me. *Fuck I loved it when he was dominant*.
His thrusts became more erratic, the sloppy sound of my pussy echoing in the white sterile room. My knees started to buckle as he finger fucked me closer and closer to the edge, but just as my orgasm started, he stopped. He pulled away from me entirely, gently straightened my dress to cover my bum, picked my discarded panties up off the floor, put them in his pocket and took my hand and led me back to our booth. My legs shaking the whole way and my pussy clenching seeking even more relief. He was making me desperate.
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*”Come on.” He laughed in a hushed tone, he was pushing the bottom corner of an 8ft metal gate open, just enough for us to slip onto the empty construction site. We’d just left the restaurant, where he’d made me sit for another half hour after finger fucking me to the edge of a mind blowing orgasm.
“What are we doing here?” I couldn’t help giggling as he grabbed my hand and lead me through the machinery towards the skeleton building, bare steel and brick exposed to the elements.
“Just follow me.” He grinned as I hurried to keep in step with him. He let my hand go and climbed up a ladder to the next floor, I quickly followed and clasped the hand he offered to me at the top. We did this for another 6 floors before he finally pulled me flush against him, one of his hands slipped into my hair and the other to my bum, holding me tightly against him. The hand in my hair curled into a tight fist, he pulled my jerked my head back and kissed me hard, his tongue thrust into my mouth at the same time as I moaned. The throbbing between my legs that had finally simmered to a dull ache kicked back up to an almost painful need again. My nipples hardened and strained against the flimsy white material of my summer dress. He was walking me backwards and didn’t stop until the small of my back hit cold scaffolding, I pulled away to look around and his mouth moved to my neck. Licking and biting. His hard cock ground against me, my breath caught in my throat.
“We can’t.. Fuck.. Here.” He bit me harder, making me breathless but when his hand moved from my bum to pinch my nipple I moaned loudly into the open, empty space. My eyes closed just as he spun me around, he was moving fast. *Thank fuck*. One hand snaked beneath my dress to my bare pussy, massaging my clit and his other hand was pinching and twisting my nipples, the mixture of pain and pleasure had my hips thrusting backwards to rub against his cock.
“What were you saying?” He chuckled against my jaw, he dipped 2 fingers inside my soaking pussy. “Fuck, you’re still so fucking wet for me.. Are you sure we can’t fuck right here..” I couldn’t talk, he was too good with his fingers, he was pushing me closer and closer to the orgasm that had barely calmed in 30 minutes, I wouldn’t last much longer, his fingers thrusting faster inside me. “Do you want my cock?” I nodded so fast it was making me dizzy, he’d edged me so badly that I was willing to beg him for it.
He pulled his fingers slowly from my pussy and grazed the hard bundle of nerves with his finger tips making me shudder with pleasure. He pushed my body down until my forearms rested on the rail of the scaffold, I was facing the street, if people looked up they’d surely know what we were doing, the thought made my stomach flutter with excitement. “Put your neck on the bar.” He commanded my submission and I gave it willingly, the cold metal was biting to my skin but it was just another sensation that added to the sheer pleasure he was exposing me too. We’d never been this bold. We’d never openly fucked in broad daylight before.
Hearing the zip on his jeans lower had my back arching and my legs spreading wider waiting for him. Without warning or anymore foreplay he slammed his cock roughly into my pussy without mercy, I couldn’t muffle the scream of pleasure bursting from me. Finally he was scratching an itch that he started. Relief flooded my veins and raw pleasure rippled through my pussy and clenched around his cock.
My thighs were trembling and my moans made me breathless, I couldn’t help the volume that they tore out of me, but I didn’t care either. One hand threaded my into my hair, fisting it tightly at my scalp and pushing my neck hard into the pole, stopping my ability to breathe, my eyes drifted closed as pure ecstasy lit my entire body on fire and i started to crash over the edge of my orgasm. “On my fucking God,” I cried out, my pussy started to convulse around his hard length, my knees trembled and buckle as I came harder than I ever had before. “Don’t stop.” I choked out.
“You fucking whore,” He slammed into me harder and faster, my moans and our slapping skin echoed into the empty space. I could see a few people stopping on the sidewalk, looking around for the screams that they could hear. “This pussys mine, you’re my slut.” He growled and slapped my butt cheek hard over and over, matching the speed of his thrusts.
“Fuck, come for me baby.” My voice was distorted and choked but I fucking loved it, I met his thrusts with my own, making our skin slap together hard and louder, rivalling my screams.
“Where do’u want it? Huh? Tell me where you want my cum baby.” His grip in my hair tightened, he pulled me up and my head back against his shoulder, arching my back into a C so our eyes could meet.
“All over me.” I growled, my jaw clenched my cream coating his cock.
His grin was predatory and his movements fluid, he pulled out of me completely, spun me to face him and slammed me to my knees just in time to shoot his hot load over my face with a loud roar erupting from his chest. “FUCK!”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/e0y6jr/day_date_mf_piv_voyeurism_exhibitionism_edging
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Oh, my!! That was so well written and intense! Thank you!