A story sharing the first time I ever had sex in a public situation – around 18 months ago! I bumped into an old fuck buddy of mine in a pub that lead to some pretty intense sex, and I discovered how much I love the risk of being caught.
It all started with one of those semi-awkward obligatory catch-up exchanges, but after talking for a little those old feelings of attraction resurfaced, and we started looking at each other in “that kind” of way.
I hadn’t had sex in a while and for some reason, in that moment, I knew what I wanted – and I wanted it *now.* So I took his hand and lead him to the first private place I could find.
“Hurry – we don’t have long,” I whispered, looking nervously around me. We were in a cleaning cupboard. We hadn’t found the light switch. Barely able to see, I hastily pulled down my skirt, breathing heavily equal parts arousal and fear.
“I’ll decide how long we have.” His voice was confident, but he knew that they had to be quick too. He felt for my hips and span me around, eager to get inside me. He unzipped his pants; the build-up and excitement he felt was already evident in his hard, swollen cock. He wasn’t surprised to find that my pussy was already soaking wet, aching to be fucked. The impulsiveness and risk of the situation drove me wild – I could feel my pussy throbbing in anticipation as I pictured how many people would be around us while I was getting fucked.
I obediently arched my back and waited to feel him press against my hot, tight pussy. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, and my head was full of different scenarios of getting caught – the sensations I was feeling overwhelmed me as I trembled in the dark.
He pressed the head of his cock against me and I pushed back against him, taking him inside. He could feel how tense and excited I was, my pussy gripping tight against his cock, coating him instantly in my wetness.
A small moan left me as he filled me from behind. Hearing this, he pulled me up and moved his hand from my hip to my mouth. He held his hand tightly there, tilting my head upwards. He felt the delicious hum of my moans against his hand, hot vibrations in sync with his cock sliding in and out of my dripping pussy. It felt like time had stopped – my whole being was focused on this moment, on the sounds of him thrusting in and out of me, of my moans against his hand. Exhilaration coursed through my body; I felt the horniest I had ever been in my life.
“Shhh..” he whispered as he started to build up speed. He knew how much all of this was getting me off, and that it wouldn’t be long until I was cumming all over him.
We heard footsteps going past us, and I placed my hand over his holding my mouth. The cock pounding in and out of me was pushing me to the edge, and I just wanted to scream out in pleasure. My knees were quivering and sweat was beading down my back as I thrust back against him, taking him as deep as I could.
He fucked me harder knowing that we could both hear how closely people were walking past. He moved his other hand around my throat as he knew he was coming close to filling my soaking little pussy with his cum – my mouth had started to drool, his fingers digging into my cheek.
And in the next instant, he knew I was cumming – he could feel the moan forming in my throat as I tensed up in front of him, and his hand cut the sound off with a squeeze around my neck. I had a silent orgasm as he mercilessly pounded me, the lack of air only adding to my pleasure, drawing out the length of the peak.
“Fuck!” he growled as he then emptied his load inside. He thrust deep inside my sweet little pussy, knowing his cum would remain inside me when we had to leave.
He released me and the cupboard became silent save for deep breaths as I pulled my panties back up, the air full of post-sex high. The thought of cum leaking out of my swollen pussy as I walked back outside thrilled me, reminding me what a naughty little slut I truly was.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ktzqsr/my_f_first_risky_fuck_fm
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