[MF] Secret Sex at Ikea

This was probably one of my greatest achievements thus far as a slut, although the logistics of it was a nightmare. This happened prior to the pandemic. Hubby and I would go every weekend to Ikea to do recon to find the best spot for the two of us to do the dirty. Over the course of about two months of going there every Saturday morning, we finally found a showroom bathroom that we felt would be amazing to fulfill this fantasy of ours. Normally what we’d do is we’d arrive, then go to the area and just see how busy it would be and how many people would check behind the shower curtain. In all honestly, it was less than I had imagined but often enough that it was obvious time would be of the essence if we tried to pull this off. From there, we’d always sneak in, make out and dry hump in the shower just to get a feel of it and the space. There wasn’t a whole lot of room since it was roughly a 2×2 square, but we figured if we did a modified standing doggy style, we’d have a chance.

Anyway, once that was figured out, the next part was clothing. We needed stuff that was easy access for both of us but not too suspicious, especially when it came to hiding Hubby’s bulge. For me, things were pretty easy since I was just going to wear a sundress with nothing underneath. Hubby, on the other hand, was more of a challenge. Ultimately we settled on a pair of cargo shorts and a zip-up hoodie with nothing underneath. It wasn’t the best, but it was good enough.

Fast forward to the day we decide to make this happen. I was insanely self-conscious walking in, in only my dress and nothing underneath, while trying to hold it down on every angle, to the point my heart nearly exploded out of my chest from anxiety, but Hubby kept me in check as we got there right at opening, and defied the arrows on the ground. The showroom bathroom we planned to use was close to the front entrance but on the end of the arrow path, so we’d have a little time to get things done and to make a clean getaway if need be. Practically running to the fake shower, I was the first one in, and Hubby quickly followed as our wild sides came to life. I had fingered myself the entire way over to make sure that I was wet for when we arrived. It definitely paid off as Hubby pulled his pants down enough to get his cock out, then spun me around and hiked up my dress before putting his other hand on my chest to keep me pressed against his body. It was the only way for us to make good use of the 2 x2 space. Meanwhile, my heartbeat was ringing in my ears. I was nervous and didn’t feel like my orgasm was building fast enough that I began to hesitate.

I whispered my fears to Hubby, and he took the lead immediately; his hand that was on my chest went to my neck, and he put his head beside mine and growled into my ear. “Cum for me, Cum for me, my naughty little slut. I know it turns you on, knowing we could get caught at any second. Prove to me you’re a good girl, or maybe we should take this up a notch and see how risky we can get.”

His words were working, but then he slid open the curtain and left us exposed to the whole store. Then he turned me around so that I was facing the showroom space. He was right, it drove me crazy as my inner slut woke up, and I started begging him to fuck me harder, to which he graciously did, as my orgasm quickly began to build. Then giving into my lusting instincts, I pulled my dress up further so that my tits were out and I could feel all my wetness running down my legs. Meanwhile, hearing hubby grunting and his subtle orders he’d growl at me, I finally broke. I came so fucking hard that if Hubby wasn’t holding me, I would’ve collapsed on the ground hard, when instead, as I went limp, Hubby pulled me off his cock and gently lowered me, where I rested my back against the wall. He closed the curtain to hide us as I caught my breath. Yet, as overwhelmed with pleasure as I was, my inner slut hadn’t had enough, and I told Hubby to face fuck me against the wall. He seemed surprised by my request, but the next thing I knew, I had his cock trying to find its way down my throat. Loving every second of it, I could feel him throbbing in my mouth, that just as he was about to cum I pulled him out, and he came all over my face, some even getting in my hair.

I was in absolute and utter shock by what I had done, so was Hubby. We looked at each other, unsure of how to deal with the white mess we had made. Then again, this presented me with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I did a cumwalk. With my face splattered and my hair matted together, I looked at Hubby and told him we needed to take the quickest way out. Having seen videos of other girls doing it, I just had to play it off cool and not draw too much attention to myself. I’ll admit some of the bigger globs I did scoop into my mouth. Still, the rest remained on my face as I dragged Hubby out of the shower and just in the nick of time as another young couple was just starting to wander through the showroom on the other side of the aisle. Aside from them, the coast was clear, but I still kept looking at Hubby out of nervousness. He’s my rock, and he kept me close while we walked. A few people passed by us but seemed too oblivious to care then finally we made it outside. My body was telling me to run, as my wetness continued running down my legs, and the cum on my face was starting to drip onto my dress, but I wore that facial with pride all the way to the car, walking past multiple couples and families until climbing into the passenger seat. It was so intense, and probably not that worth it, but the experience and the story of it is something both Hubby and I will always have. It’s also led to a few more cumwalks and risky public adventures/ideas that Hubby and I have gone on, and honestly, I’m glad he’s willing to do stupid, risky stuff like this with me, even if it doesn’t always go to plan.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qybrg7/mf_secret_sex_at_ikea