This is a story from three years ago, when my friend Kate (British) was 22 and I (American) was 26. Kate and I never dated exclusively, but we fucked on-and-off. In particular, we loved public sex, and often found ourselves fucking in the strangest of places, from hotel lobbies and gym saunas to public trains and busy roads. This is one of my favorite public sex stories from our time together.
For reference, I’m 5’10 (178cm) with fair skin, dark hair, green eyes, and a fit but not overly muscular build.
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“I’m bored” Kate whined in an irritated yet adorable British accent. It was our third day of vacation in Costa Rica and we were staying at a tiny eight-bedroom cliffside guesthouse where every porch looked out onto a pool. It was pouring down rain on this morning, forcing us to hang on our porch while the weather passed. It was around 10am when, bored of reading and talking to me, Kate jumped out our her chair and yelled “Fuck this, I’m going for a swim.’