My FWB and I had something akin to an on-again off-again relationship. It was almost always “on” but once a while I would get the sense that she was “catching feelings” based on something she said or something that a coworker would say to me when they doubted it was possible to actually be friends only with someone you were sleeping with. Basically, I was always on edge that whatever we were was becoming more than just a good time. Whenever that got into my mind I would try to end things with her. She would always talk me out of it by professing her lack of feelings for me and we would always have incredible sex afterward so it became a pattern that we kinda’ got used to.
This event took place shortly after we had one of those many conversations about calling it quits. We were heading to see a few friends who lived just outside the city and used that long drive to talk about things. By the time we arrived at their apartment we were both pretty sure that was that and we would be parting ways when I dropped her off at her apartment that night. Things were a little awkward as we hung out with our friend Pete, his girlfriend Krissy, and his two roommates. Eventually our friend Pete’s mother showed up at random to drop something off and Penny and I decided we should split.
We headed out to the car in slightly somber fashion, hopped in, and we started a brief conversation. She reiterated that she really didn’t have feelings for me and that she really didn’t think we should stop fucking. It was just too good. I agreed that the sex was out of this world, but… I really didn’t want to be in a relationship with her or anyone. The conversation quickly devolved into discussing our various sexual activities and being disappointed that we wouldn’t be doing that again any time soon. Fortunately for our sex lives, that conversation got us both heated up and ready to forgive any confusion we may have had.
We started to make out in the car outside our friends apartment. Something about that post-breakup, but we aren’t really breaking-up, and we were never technically together so why does it matter, tension is very appealing. It is probably something vaguely masochistic or emotionally manipulative that feeds into our more complex human desires. Regardless, it was good. She was an amazing kisser, we had figured out the way that each of us enjoyed to kiss and were masters at it. Likewise, we are both the kind of person who gets more turned on from passionate kissing than anything else. Each time our lips pressed into one anothers or one of our tongues met the other it sent a shiver from my brain to my hard-on urging me to escalate things more.
Our hands began to wander each other and explore the most sensitive areas as a further tease. It was dusk and the sun was almost fully set. The street lamps that lined the sidewalks of the apartment complex were all flickering on. I slipped my hand under the hem of her sun-dress and found her pussy completely bare; I loved that she very rarely wore panties. I slipped a finger inside her and could feel how wet she was already. She had probably been wet since she got in the car hours before and was just biding her time until we had the chance to be alone.
I began to kiss her neck as I massaged her G-spot. She pulled up her dress a bit so she could watch my fingers. She had told me several times she loved the way the tendons and muscles in my forearm looked as I worked my fingers inside her.
“I want you inside me.” She moaned suddenly.
I pulled down my pants and exposed my erection. I was very hard and extremely turned on. I had uncovered that I really enjoyed sex in public spaces and it always made things extra fun for me. She climbed across the center console as I pushed the driver’s seat all the way back. Through some feat of sexual acrobatics she mounted me and guided my cock into her quickly. We made out as I grabbed her ass and she ground her hips into mine.
We remained somewhat vigilant of our surroundings. I had been caught or almost caught a few times in the past and had no desire to be stopped. She orgasmed with the accompanied “Oh my god, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum, I’m cummmming.” Which I absolutely loved to hear. I was pretty close and I knew that if I could just get into a slightly better position I would be able to fill her pussy with thick ropes of jizz. As I concentrated on that thought, hoping it would spur me on, my friend’s mother emerged from his apartment.
“Oh shit.” I whispered — it is so strange that it is natural to revert to whispering in moments like that, even when there was no way she could have heard us in the car with the windows up.
Penny stopped fucking me for a moment and looked to where my eyes were locked. Pete and Krissy emerged from the apartment too, carrying things to load into his mom’s car. I looked around and noticed that Pete’s mom was was parked right next to me. I tapped on my FWB’s arm like a UFC fighter tapping out and she got the hint, jumped off of me and into her own seat, and I jammed my slippery wet cock back into my pants.
A moment later my friend and his people were standing right next to our car and packing it up. They looked at us like we were crazy — we had ‘left’ 30 minutes ago. Penny and I offered a pathetic wave ‘hello’ in response and pretended like we had just been talking the whole time despite that our windows were fogged up beyond belief. Eventually my friend and his girlfriend left as his mom got in her car to drive away. She looked over at us, waved goodbye, and gave me a little wink to acknowledge that she knew what we were doing. I flushed red with embarrassment, but in some way I was glad she knew. It made it hotter.
After she pulled away, my FWB and I slipped out of the car and started to walk around the apartment complex to finish our conversation. I was still wildly horny though, so the conversation quickly became discussing finding a place nearby to have sex. There was a park in the center of the complex… that felt wrong since families played there. There was the car again… that seemed boring since we had already done it. We could go home… nah. Instead we settled on a dark corner in-between two buildings. We rationalized that it shouldn’t be too complicated. All she had to do was lift up her dress and I could push myself into her.
She put her hands up against the wall and gave me her backside. I pulled myself out and entered her easily. She tried to muffle her moans and pants while I looked around the neighborhood like a concerned prairie dog as I humped away. Apparently, just after dusk is a terrible time to fuck outside at an apartment complex. Everyone decided that it was the right time to walk their dog or go for a stroll. We had to stop a dozen times as we spotted people emerging from their homes for various reasons.
In a way, it was kind of fantastic. The frustration of not being able to release was like a very public experiment in edging. Finally I was at my wits end and needed to cum. We spotted a bush — more like a hedge — and snuck behind it. She got on her hands and knees in the mulch and I took up position behind her one last time as I entered her and began to fuck. I placed my hands around the soft part of her waist, held her in place, and used her pussy like a flesh light. As I got close to cumming I decided I wanted to fill her up.
“I’m going to cum.” I whispered for her benefit, but I didn’t need to. She had learned my signs by that point. Slightly faster thrusts. Short breaths through my nose. Low grunts from my throat. It turned her on and she loved to cum with me at the same time. So as I started to spasm and shoot into her she began to quake and tell me that she was cumming too.
As soon as we were done I shook the remaining cum from my cock and gave it a little squeeze before tucking it away. She got into a squat behind the bush and let as much cum drip and fall out of her as possible. We had a laugh and then walked back to the car.
“I have to pee.” She said matter-of-factly.
“Okay, well… lets go back inside.”
We went to our friends apartment, again, and knocked on the door.
“What are you still doing here?” They asked of us in surprise.
“Can I use the bathroom?” Penny asked.
They let her in, and my friends girlfriend, Krissy, said that we looked weird and asked if we were fighting.
“No, no. Everything is good. We weren’t fighting. We were fucking.” Krissy smiled at me approvingly.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mu1b3t/so_close_to_getting_caught_fucking_outside_and_so