As lockdown is just more of the same sex stuck inside – fun but I don’t want to bore you – I figured I would post an older story.
A few years ago I was in grad school and generously my parents agreed to let me live rent free in a house they just bought to retire into in the next few years. Since they lived across the country basically I was in charge of taking care of this 1920s house – pool – lawn, etc – all on my own. Which was fine – I was an adult in my 20’s and this wasn’t my first rodeo into taking care of a place – although f*ck taking care of a pool – that thing was so much work. My parents trusted me – but they didn’t- their insurance that I was actually not letting the place go to hell was to install some “security” cameras in the house/yard. Nothing in creepy places in common areas and out back. I didn’t really think much about it at the time – I basically moved into the house in the wake of a bad break up and my concerns were mostly not being stalked by my ex at the time – so cameras honestly felt like a great idea.
Fast forward a few months after moving in and I started seeing someone new (my current SO actually) and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Even though I lived on my own, and so did he, we would end dates where he had to go home to wake up early, etc., desperately making out and pawing at each other. We’d even sometimes have sex in the back of my car in his apartment complex parking lot – which was really daring since he also was in school with me and so was half of the building who lived there.
It was a Sunday and we had went out on a little day outing together. It was one of those fun playful dates you have when you first start seeing each other. Sitting outside in the warm fall air, eating tacos as our knees brushed under the table. He would reach his hand between the knees of my tiny pink sundress to forcefully pull my chair closer so we were practically sitting on top of each other. He loved to do things that would get me off kilter in front of people. Whisper dirty things in my ear when we were in line some where – things like that. I would mostly laugh it off, biting my lip and blushing.
As we drove home that day I was pretty turned on but I had things to do when I got home. He also had a busy schedule so the plan was to drop me off and then see each other the next day or so. As we pulled into the driveway to park I gave him a small kiss good bye. Meaning to pull away and get out of the car I started to lean back, but he deepened the kiss. My tongue met his and we began fervently lapping at each other. His hands wandering to my sides and then under the straps of my breasts. I told him I really had to go. Which was true and it has just started to rain. He reluctantly let me go and I exited the car. Slightly jogging – fresh rain hitting my dress turning its light pink into dark tiny spots of fuchsia. My blonde waist length hair got the worst of it and strands were stuck together. I turned around now under the carport and wiped the wet hair out of my eyes and smiled to wave at him. It was hard to see his face but a moment later instead of driving away he had left his car and was jogging over to me.
I was sort of surprised – since he knew I had plans and so did he – as he stood in front of me slightly painting. Now wet himself, his t shirt stuck to his firm body. I looked at myself and my skin was slick with water – the cotton of my dress more paper think and now slightly more see through than I had imagined. Instead of saying anything his wraps his strong hands around my ass and picks me up, turning me towards wall at the end of the carport near the back entry door (important note the drive is in the back so one side of the drive faces a semi secluded alley). He begins to deeply kiss me and I grip on to his shoulders sliding my hands to his face, palming the stubble as his jaw line and gasping for air between kisses.
He must have noticed we were a little more exposed than he would have liked and walked me back a bit further so that the edge of the carport wall is now in between us and the alley. We are still outside and are now directly adjacent to the back door. He begins to undo his pants and I think we are about to have a little quickie outside – that he will pull my panties to the side and just slide in me. Instead he pulls his pants completely off and takes off his shirt after letting me down to the ground. I look at his firm body totally naked outside where a nosy neighbor could technically see.
“Take off your dress,” he finally says, breaking the silence. “I want you completely naked now.”
Not being one to follow through on a challenge I quickly take off my dress – unzipping the side and pulling it over my head. Left in a white cotton panties and nothing else – since I hate bras – I looked up at him again. Noticing him biting his lower lip. His cock rock hard and bobbing freely in the air. Part of me wanted to blow him but another part wanted to jump right back on him. The second thought won and a pulled down my panties slowly – staring into his eyes as I twisted and bent over. Letting him see my ass and whatever pink peaked out in between as I went.
As soon as I was completely naked he roughly grabbed me – his hands slightly slipping on my wet skin. Reaching down again for my ass he hoisted me up to him and my legs instinctively wrapped around his torso. One of his hands reached down between my legs and felt my wetness – sliding his fingers to make sure I was ready for him. I was – I but his tensed shoulder as he ducked one finger inside of me and then the second. I then felt him pull back and I felt empty as I heard and felt his hand move to grab his shaft and slide the head between my folds. He then breached me with a swift upward movement and immediately pulled me close to him – one of his hands on my hips to thrust in and out of me. We were basically standing in this little archway out of the rain – technically blocked from the alley view but still exposed and he just fucked me hard. I continued biting down on his shoulder as the rain was quickly subsiding and there became nothing to damped the sounds of my moans and cries of pleasure. His hammering was merciless and my cervix was definitely getting a bit abused but I was in too much of a fog of bliss to mind. I felt him swell greater inside of me – a sensation that takes me from almost coming to breaching the wall. My pussy clamped down hard spasming as I came and he followed. I hugged on to him right feeling his heart racing next to mine. He just held me there for a minute.
Slowly coming to my senses I realized again I was naked and in semi public and decided it was time to get my ass inside. As I untangled my limbs I looked up and him and asked, “what the hell was that all about.”
I pulled my dress over my head as he grabbed and pulled on his boxers, “I just couldn’t let that look go to waste – you wet with that dress see through – I probably will still jerk off to that image later.”
I laughed and kissed him good bye.
A few days later I was leaving the house and forgot my bag. I ran back into the house, through the back door, and just happened to look up. And you can guess what I saw – the wonderful security camera that my dad had installed. Fuck – I panicked and when I got back in the car called my dad and asked if those things were always recording. He told me no, they are motion cameras meant for hunting (he had extra) and he only looks at the feed if something actually goes wrong and it deletes after a day – that they wanted me to have some privacy and be safe so it’s just a back up and they don’t monitor it.
“If you did something you didn’t want me to see, don’t worry it’s already deleted – we don’t want to know your hijinks ,” he said.
Relieved I made a mental note to pay more attention to where these cameras were.
Ps. Please no gross comments about my dad secretly watching it.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kwsjr0/my_accidental_sex_tape_mf