I’ve got a pretty intense public sex kink, which results in me getting into some risky situations, but one from last summer still makes me wet whenever it pops into my head.
Last summer I dated a guy a few years younger than me, and any time we were alone we’d be on top of eachother.
On one particular afternoon, we’d just had an incredibly intense fuck over the kitchen counter. I was on my knees, taking his balls inside my mouth to finish him off… When the front door clicked open, with my Dad announcing he’d returned home. We both went into ‘act natural’ mode immediately; I went and distracted him with light conversation, praying to God he didn’t smell dick on my breath, while I left my ex to stuff his cock back into his tight jeans. We both chat to my Dad for a brief moment, before announcing that we were going to hop on the next train to get to my exes’ place pretty soon anyway, and left the house.
Walking to the station my poor guy is clearly uncomfortable, with his huge bulge visible for anybody to see no matter how he positioned it… Not being entirely compassionate, I kept teasing him every moment there weren’t a pair of eyes on us, biting his neck and rubbing his hard cock through his pants.
The train station where I live is tiny, with only two platforms and a metal bridge with two sets of stairs connecting them; however it was still fairly busy at that time of day, with about a dozen people waiting on each platform. As we walk up the first set of stairs to cross to the other side, I ask my ex “do you reckon anybody’s ever fucked on the bridge before?”
We must’ve been on the same wavelength, as after checking nobody was walking behind us, we take a few steps around the corner of the bridge and I immediately drop to my knees while he hurriedly unbuckled his pants, and we keep going exactly how we’d left it off at home. Knowing this was a time sensitive matter, I took his balls into my mouth, sucking each at a time with more passion than I’ve ever done before, while he hurriedly jerked himself off above me. He must have been so eager to burst already, because within a minute he yanked my hair backwards and blew a huge load all over my mouth, hair and face.
Remembering where we were, I was pretty quick to stand up and compose myself, while he put his cock away… And I shit you not, the second he pulls up his zipper, a man rounds the corner behind us, and my God. This man must’ve been a ninja or something because that metal staircase is usually loud as fuck! My instinct was to just continue to walk towards the other side of the platform, facing away from this ninja character, while I wiped off the remaining cum on my face with the sleeve of my cardigan as seamlessly as possible.
We walk down the second set of stairs and I leave my ex at the other side of the platform, who refuses to kiss me goodbye because of my cum breath (but honestly lads, if you refuse to try your own cooking you must be a shit chef!) And walked past the people on either side of the platform out of the station, avoiding eye contact with the ninja man and hoping that I didn’t bump into anybody I recognised with my cardigan sleeve and face still sticky with cum.
In retrospect the man that turned the corner definitely knew what was going on, and I’m sure many people noticed that we went up one set of stairs and didn’t come back down the other, but honestly? I think that turns me on even more. I walked home so smug that day, happy that I’d made him cum so hard in a public place and that we hadn’t been immediately caught, so it definitely felt worth it.
Like I said at the start, I’ve had several public sex encounters but something about this one sends tingles up my spines every time it crosses my mind… If you’re interested in hearing more dirty stories from my past just let me know! ✌?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ku3nco/that_time_i_received_a_full_facial_at_a_very