Last weekend, I met a guy for drinks. We met on a fetish website, and decided to see if the chemistry held in person to be fwbs. It was warm, so I wore a short dress that was pretty low cut, and sandals, hoping to tease him a bit. We ended up hitting it off so well we went to an arcade after the drinks, then to dinner. Every chance he got he was touching me, running his hand down my back all the way to my ass, rubbing my thigh under the table, holding my hand while we talked. It started raining super hard right after we left the restaurant, so we ran through the rain to his car, laughing the whole time.
As soon as we closed the doors he leaned over, pulling me in close for a kiss. After all of the buildup from his little touches, it was electric. Our tongues met and danced over and over while his hands ran over my body. I spread my legs a bit when his fingers lingered between my thighs, giving him access to my pussy. We moaned together when he slid my panties to the side and dipped his fingers into me, stroking my clit and feeling how wet just his kisses made me.
We both seemed to forget that despite the rain it was still very bright, and that people were walking right past us every few moments. He ordered me to spread my legs as far as I could, and as soon as I did he slid one finger inside me, his thumb rubbing my clit. Without even thinking I pulled the top of my dress down and began rubbing my tits, tugging at the rings. I was fully exposed now, my wet pussy making sucking noises every time he slid his finger back in.
The sound of an ambulance going past snapped me back to reality. We were in downtown, security for other bars and a concert venue were steps away, I had walked past a police car on the way to the lounge, what the fuck was I doing?
“We need to stop” I finally sighed, instantly missing his touch after he stopped. I melted all over again when he licked his fingers, tasting me. My lips were on his again a moment later, my hand sliding down to the very hard cock pressing against his pants. My sense of danger was already fading again at the feeling of him, and my pussy pulsed imagining him filling me.
“Let me taste you too” I whispered in his ear, already undoing his pants. “Just for a minute. Keep watch.” I took one more quick look around, then practically dove down, taking his full length down my throat. His precum hit my tongue and was intoxicating. The minute I promised passed, then another and another. He felt so perfect in my mouth and I just couldn’t stop.
A quick tap and a “here comes a crowd” finally made me sit back up, trying my best to look natural despite the slightly steamy windows and my tits hanging out. As soon as they walked past the car his hand was parting my thighs again, his fingers going over my clit in little circles. “All I want is to taste you. You’re so fucking wet for me. Just a few good licks.” He murmured, pushing two fingers inside me and exhaling hard at the tightness he felt. “And I want to be right here. Pumping my cum in you.”
My hips moved against his hand, fucking them back. Everytime someone walked past he would stop for a moment, putting his hands in his lap, then start again as soon as the coast was clear. It was a slow, torturous edging that felt like it would go on forever.
Eventually, I knew I was going to cum, right here in full view of whoever walked past and I couldn’t care less at that point. Let them see my pierced tits and soaked cunt and hope for even a sliver of the pleasure I was feeling. “You’re fucking dripping down my hand. So needy for me.” I nodded at his words, tugging at my nipples again, moaning and squirming in the small space until finally, I came. Arching, shaking and moaning his name, I rode the pleasure until I sank down in the seat, content. Luckily I did at that moment because we heard the ‘beep’ of a car unlocking next to us.
Scrambling, I shoved my tits in my dress, and pulled the skirt down. That was entirely too close but so worth it. He seemed unphased however, and was actually slowly licking his hand clean, making sure I was watching every movement of his tongue. When he was done he kissed me again, letting me taste myself.
From there he suggested we get a hotel room, and since he didn’t get to cum, he was paying, and obviously eager for more, I agreed.
But that’s a story for another time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12y23qt/i_got_fingered_gave_oral_in_public_fm
What a lucky fella!