Sex & Public Places

01
Apr
2011
public-sex

I'm still running wild in DC so the homey @AO1379 is handling Nasty Friday this week. He had the ladies open with his last post and I'm sure he won't disappoint you this week. Be sure to overshare with him in the comments.



There is an indescribable exhilaration that comes from taking reckless risk. It is what drives the bike rider who abandons the comfort of a key for the freedom and speed of a motor bike. It is what drives bungee jumping and mountain climbing. To the world, those who love these acts are irrational or downright stupid; to the actors nothing brings greater joy. This is how I view fucking in a public place.

Car parks, night club, office, stadium, swimming pool, cinema and shopping malls. The list of public places to go at it like wild dogs is endless. Today I will share a few personal and not so personal experiences with you.

Cinema Hall – Wednesday 4pm

My friend had always said her fantasy was to be fucked silly in a cinema hall during work hours. Several months after casually sharing this with me, I called her and casually asked her out to lunch. She came dressed in a grey shirt, short black skirt and black heels. There’s something about a short skirt and full thighs that awakens the beast in me. So lunch breezed through and I offered a movie. We hit the cinema and they had two movies running. Day and Knight, and some movie I can’t remember now. We chose Day and Knight. We got in, and it was pitch black, best of all it was empty. We had barely taken our seats when she pounced on me. Kissing me passionately and my hands immediately went for the moist area between her thighs. I pulled out her boobs to see firm, erect and pink nipples. So I went to work. I started rolling my tongue over her nipples, sucking them gently while my finger caressed her clit. She started to moan, begging me to fuck her. I ignored her, till she held my hands, turned her back to me and sat on my hard cock. Then I started fucking her from beneath, hard…thighs strained from the effort I knew she always appreciates. As she started moaning loudly, we realized we had company. Two lovers strolled in, holding hands and took front row seats. So we continued fucking at the back. She got up, held on to the seat in front of us and I took her from behind. I fucked her slowly, and gradually picked up the tempo. All the while my finger kept massaging her clit. As I felt her start to quiver, I started fucking her harder, covering her mouth to stop the moans from escaping. All I will say is, coming silently has never been more fun. So with her treat done, we abandoned what was left of the movie, arranged what was left of our clothes and left the cinema to envious stares of two lovebirds in front. I’m sure we inspired another movie the moment we left them to their excited minds.

Housing Estate Car Park – midnight

There’s always this random girl in every man’s life. The one you don’t talk to, don’t really know but you really want to fuck. I had one from my younger days; it took me almost a decade to act on this fantasy. Anyway, I struck gold, got an opportunity to meet her, took her digits and we started talking. Very soon the relationship got very steam and I discovered she gave a killer blow job. All the works, tongue action, lip action, to top it up, she swallows.

We had been at it for about 6 months when she called me one evening to come over. I had been at a friend’s gig, had a few bottles of wine so I didn’t need an invitation to get behind the wheels. I drove to her house in minutes and asked to come up. She said her mum was home so she had to come down to see me in the car. She came down in a night dress, a wine short and flimsy piece of clothing. As she got in the car all I could think of was spreading her legs and fucking her brains out. So I reclined her seat and spread her thighs, found the spot within her clit that gets her moaning my name like a whore. I set my tongue to work, up and down, slow and fast. I kept teasing and licking that spot till she came all over my face, squirting on my car’s leather upholstery. Then she begged for sex….so we drove away from her block and found a space between two abandoned cars. I got out of the car and set her on my hood, spread her legs apart and pulled her dress around her tummy. I started sucking her tits and quietly pulled out my cock. As I eased into her, I felt her gasp. I started thrusting slowly, as she moaned gently. As the moans grew louder, I started fucking her harder. She set her soles against my chest; her knees bunched up around her throat, the feeling of such deep penetration cannot be described. I kept fucking her till her pussy started clenching my cock, quivering. She was beyond control at this point, moaning and screaming my name. Then as quickly as the wave came, it started to subside. She got her dress straightened and I pulled my pants up. Just as we got in the car, we realized we had been watched the entire time. I looked up and saw a man in shorts giving me the thumbs up. I hoped the show was worth the time he gave up.
A few more interesting ones come to mind but I have to stop now, sadly the day job calls. If you enjoyed the note I shared today and Max lets me do this again, I’ll be back to complete what I’ve started.



10 Comments

  • Starita 34 says:

    Lawd!! I know LaLa does NOT appreciate you filling my head with these amazing stories while laying in bed with her! Lol.

    Great storytelling. Outside is the bomb and the*possibility*of an audience…wow, I will be reading this again, thanks for the guest post.

  • KeepItMovin says:

    MY GOODNESS!!! Well this surely is a good way to start my work day. (Or maybe not because I will probably be frustrated the rest of the day.) On the hood of the car? I am about that life. I need to store that idea away in my brain for future use

  • René says:

    “So I reclined her seat and spread her thighs, found the spot within her clit that gets her moaning my name like a whore. I set my tongue to work, up and down, slow and fast. I kept teasing and licking that spot till she came all over my face, squirting on my car’s leather upholstery.”
    I’m waking up to this post. And it’s got me thinking about my ex.

    Not just because he’s my ex, but because he’s the only one who’s made my cuming ‘orgasmic’. He alone, knows that spot, he alone, knows how to work it. From the rhythm to the strokes, to the intervals of my jerks, to the adlibs I make when I’m calling out his name. Woah!!!

    I still tell him till tomorrow to patent his tongue, so when he dies, it can be placed in a museum.

    The thought of it alone is making me wanna paint my nails. He’s just Godsent. The guy I’m seeing now doesn’t know jack about eating my puss, though he makes me wet the bed (literally), there’s just something missing.

    I wish I was the ‘Knight and day woman’, because when this movie came out, I vividly remember telling my partner I wanted to be fcuked in a cinema.

    Oh well!

  • Maisha says:

    WOW! A great read during my lunch break! :-)

  • chrisyjai says:

    Wowzers…. I’m not supposed to be thinking these dirty thoughts on campus! *logs out and runs home*

  • mmmmmmmmmmm i might have to get up on Freaky Fridays….nice work :)

  • NaijaSweetz says:

    I am a punk. The odds of me doing something where there is a decent-to-high likelihood of being caught are next to nil, but damn it if I don’t read stuff like this and wish I were more exciting. I’ve done a few things (never sex) in public, and although it was fun, for example, having to play as though I was merely studying from his lap as the janitor made his rounds, the possibility of expulsion from school, an arrest, or simply pure embarrassment is generally enough to seriously limit my escapades.

  • MsEsquire77 says:

    I shouldn’t have read this at work. I’m not in desperate need of a drink, an orgasm and a nap…in that order. I’m forwarding this post to my man. Right. Now!!

    Please come back with more stories ;)

  • iriediva says:

    *tries to pick jaw up from floor* *fails*

    i need a moment. and a cigarette. and i dont smoke.

    thinking back to the hood of a car….in the night sky of a cool jamaican breeze…sigh. good memories.

    the cinema bit i’d have to try abroad, our cinemas are only night time and always packed.


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