[F]irst installment of public endeavors with with my ex ?

I was once dating a man who I had wonderful sexual chemistry with. He’d made me squirt and cum and squeal a ton throughout our relationship. We’re no longer together, but the following memories are definitely etched in my memory.

I couldn’t have him at my place as my husband was often home (I’m polyamorous) and the space was much too small. As a work around, we had to get a bit, well, creative.

Early on in our exhibitionist forays, we had gone to a cathedral close to my apartment. It was fairly well lit, but ultimately abandoned in the evening. It had started innocently enough. We found a dark corner in a kind of courtyard area, a bit of a walk inside the property so folks from the sidewalks wouldn’t see us immediately. We made out and laughed, clearly excited by the thrill of hiding. The kissing grew more passionate by the second. Fingers ran through hair, across and down backs. He went for my ears with his lips and I shuddered. He worked his way down my neck with gentle kisses while grabbing at my tits, and I returned the favor by fondling his cock through a thick layer of denim.

After a quick look around, I knew what had to be done. I got on my knees like a good slut and undid the button of his jeans. I pressed my cheek against his growing cock, getting a good whiff of his scent and warmth. He always smelled so wonderful, like fresh laundry and a warm bed.

His cock had already been pretty firm when I had first grabbed it, but I felt it grow even thicker and harder in my hands. Then in my mouth.

I looked up at him with a cheeky smile and he looked down at me, lips parted, a hand firmly on the back of my head. He didn’t need to say anything. I littered the length of his shaft and balls with small kisses, then I proceeded to tease the head with my tongue. Enough to get it nice and wet. I wrapped my lips around the tip and got to work. I went down on his cock bit by bit, going further down with each thrust. I would look up at him time to time with innocent eyes, but I knew what I was doing.

He then had both hands in my hair, fingers holding on tight, palms pushing my head deeper onto his cock. I choked lightly, pulled away, and saw strings of gooey spit connect the both of us. He pushed me back on, I pulled away, and after a few more repetitions, I felt so much spit dribbling down my face. God, I was so out of breath but I needed more of that cock inside me.

I placed both hands around his cock, and got to work, twisting lightly while moving up and down the slick length, massaging the tip lightly before each descent towards his balls. My lips soon joined my hands and he would let out soft groans. I was doing a great job, clearly!

We heard a noise in the distance. Perhaps someone in the adjacent buildings, moving around? Or someone exiting a parked car nearby? Whatever it was, I pulled away quickly and he rushed to lift his jeans. I wiped off the spit on my face and brushed my hair quickly to regain some composure. Our hearts raced and our breaths were shallow, but no one was there, thankfully.

Once the coast was clear, he turned me around, pushed me against the wall, lifted my dress, and phase 2 began.

I didn’t watch, but I could hear him whipping out that cock I had been warming up. I felt myself getting hotter and wetter. My nipples throbbed in anticipation. I let out a few wanting moans and bit one of my fingers to help shush my cries. Not long after, the head of his hot cock rubbed against my wet cunt, and was soon pushing inside of me.

It was slow at first. We both assessed our surroundings before getting too crazy, but the coast was still clear.

“Fuck me please!” I hissed under my breath, “Please, give me your cock!”

And he obliged. He thrust into me, hard and fast, and held me in place with a hand in my hair. I cursed under my breath while his thick shaft plowed my slutty cunt and I could hear my juices starting to build. He slowed down for a moment to catch his breath, but he continued to plow into me at a slower pace. The sensation was incredible. I could feel every inch slip and slide against my sensitive walls, and thinking about fucking on holy grounds made it all the more exhilarating.

I began to rub at my clit and I groaned. Soon after, he dove into me again, deeper than before, essentially pressing against my cervix. The rapid thrusting continued and I continued to play with my own swollen nub. With a free hand, I pulled my dress further up and grabbed at my hot tits. I tugged at my nipples and I felt myself squeeze the cock inside me.

We went at it for a while longer, switching up rhythms, letting out lustful noises, all while keeping an eye out for any potential onlookers. At one point, I had gotten back on my knees to get a taste of my juices on his dick, and then I got back into position and he resumed plowing me from behind.

“I’m gonna cum!” He said.

“Please! Fill me up with a hot load, please!” I begged.

And he obliged. He shot thick streams of hot cum inside of me. I felt him warm me up even further with his thick load. I was ecstatic! Blessed even. He pulled out of me slowly and I tried to tighten my pussy to keep anything from spilling out. But alas, there was just too much. His seed spilled out of my used cunt, dripping down my inner thighs, mixing with my own streams of squirt.

I got back on my knees, one last time, to clean up his cock with my mouth. I made sure to get every last drop and when all was done, we held each other and kissed again. After all that, we got our clothes fixed up, held hands, and made our way of the premises, pleased with with ourselves. It was clearly just the beginning of a brand new chapter in our sexual adventures, after all!

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