Reaching in to grab his cock, I looked up to see him looking back and forth at the people left below us. The grin on his face went from cheek to cheek as I took his cock into my mouth.
He wasn’t hard when I unzipped him, probably from the wine, but as I sucked his cock it throbbed to life in my mouth.
Trey ran his fingers through my hair. “Suck me baby, right here in front of everyone.”
I masturbated him with my hand as I sucked him, paused to lick on his shaft, then sucked him some more. When I thought he was ready, I stood up, and leaned forward onto the balcony rail.
“I want you to fuck me right here,” I said, and I pushed my jeans and panties down to my knees. He stood there, just looking at me.
I lifted my ass, and spread my feet apart. “We have to be quick baby!”
He got behind me, and I reached between my legs to get the head of his cock in just the right place. He thrust it inside me, and it took every bit of self control I had not to cry out in pleasure.
“Your cunt is so wet,” he said.
I looked out over the gallery as Trey fucked me from behind, and grabbed the railing for support.
“Fuck me hard,” I said.
His cock slid in and out of my wet pussy, and with a fast rhythm he thrust hard into me. He unclasped my bra, and he grabbed my breasts as he fucked me even harder. I threw my bra to the side as he grabbed my hair.
“Yes, I’m fucking you right here,” he said.
“Explode in me,” I said. “Fuck me and cum inside my pussy baby.”
He thrust forward and with his cock fully inside me, his entire body shook. “I’m cumming! I’m fucking cumming!”
As his body relaxed, we quickly worked to get our clothes back on.
“Shit,” I said.
“What’s wrong?”
“My bra. Where’s my bra?” I looked around on the balcony, but couldn’t find it. Trey found my blouse, and handed it to me.
“Just put on your shirt,” he said.
We made our way down the staircase.
“I can’t believe we didn’t get caught,” I said.
As I came down around the final turn, Marti was standing at the bottom of the stairs.
“Loose something?” he asked. From behind his back, he reached out and handed me my bra.
“I can explain,” Trey said.
Marti smiled. “I don’t think too many people saw you.”
Even though Trey and I aren’t together anymore, I will always remember my first real sex in public. It still turns me on!
-Kate
Marie tells about the time she almost got a DUI, and how she got out of it. Oh my!
Lick It or Ticket
Dallas-
I saw your post on the private forum, and I wanted to tell you about the most risky sex act I ever did.
One night I was driving home after a night of dancing.
“Be careful Marie,” a friend had told me. “You’ve had a lot to drink.”
“I will,” I said. “Don’t worry!”
It was late, and I honestly did have too much drink to be driving that night. I was about ten minutes from home, and thought I had made it. I turned off the expressway, and as luck would have it, saw red and blue lights in my rearview mirror.
“Shit,” I said. I couldn’t see the cop, but his spotlight blinded me as I came to a stop. I sat there for what seemed like an eternity, then I saw him climb out of his car and walk towards my window.
I really didn’t believe it would help, but I pushed my breasts together to make my cleavage as visible as possible.
What the hell, I thought. It might work.
The cop looked very imposing as he tapped on my window. I don’t mean to sound like the stereotypical spoiled blonde girl, but he was a big, muscular black man. I was intimidated, and turned on a little. The man was good looking. Please don’t judge me, I’m not racist or have any thoughts of that kind, it’s just that I’d always had a secret fantasy about having sex with a black man.
“Do you know why I stopped you miss?” he said. His voice was booming, forceful.
I pushed my chest out. “No,” I said. “I’m sorry if I did something wrong.”
“Miss, do you know your lights aren’t on?” he asked.
“What?”
He pointed to the front of my car. “Your headlights,” he said. “They’re off.”
“Oh my God,” I said. “Something must be broken.”
“Have anything to drink tonight?” he asked.
“Um, I’d rather not say anything else.” I said. Spoiled blonde girl I might be, but Daddy was a lawyer, and I remembered what he told me.
“Ok, step out of the car please.”
I pulled on the door handle, and got out of the car. He was much taller than I was, and for a moment I thought what it would be like to have sex with him. I pushed the thought aside, then thought of the trouble I was going to get into, how my life was going to be ruined. I was due to graduate college the next weekend, and I already had been accepted to law school. Only I knew that lawyers didn’t get very far with a DUI on their record. They probably wouldn’t even let me into the school now.
I’m not going to say I’m perfect. In fact, I knew what I was doing. I cried. I pushed the tears out as hard as I could. I thought of my dog that died in the tenth grade, the time I fell off my bike and broke my leg, and even when a boy who I didn’t really like broke up with me. Any thought that would make my tears come faster I tried to bring into my mind.
“Oh what am I going to do,” I said, balling. “I’m going to be in so much trouble.”
“Miss,” he said. “You need to calm down. Take some deep breaths.”
I cried harder.
“Please,” he said. “Calm down. Everything is going to be ok.”
“You’re not going to give me a ticket?” I asked.
“I didn’t say that,” he said.
I cried even harder, this time almost throwing my arms around his shoulders. I pushed my breasts and body up against him.
“What can I do?” I asked. “I would do anything to not get into trouble.”
“Miss you need to back up,” he said, and started to push my hips away from him.
If I hadn’t been drinking, I wouldn’t have done it. I reached down, and rubbed his crotch.
“Whoa!” he said.
I pushed up onto my tippy toes so I could whisper in his ear. “Anything.”
He pushed me back, and I pulled down on my top, exposing my breasts even more to him. Wiping my tears I said, “I don’t know you, and will never see you again. But I will do anything. Right here and now.”
His hands reached out for me, and I thought he was going to take me in his arms. Instead, he spun me around, and grabbed my hands. I felt handcuffs lock onto my wrists.
“Please,” I said.
“Shut up,” he said.
He led me back to his car, and put me into the back seat. It smelled like plastic and sweat. The cop got into the front seat, and sat there for several seconds. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, then glanced into his rearview mirror at me. Then tapped his fingers some more.
He turned off his red and blue lights, and said, “Fuck!”
I watched him as he got out of the front seat, and he took off his gun belt.
I’m actually going to have to fuck him, I thought. I realized my pussy was getting wet.
He threw his belt in the front seat, then got in the back next to me.
“We never met,” he said. “I never stopped you. Understood?”
I nodded, but didn’t say anything.
“Anything?” he asked.
I nodded, and smiled. “Anything.”
He reached over, and pulled my dress down off of my shoulders, then further so that my breasts were exposed.
“Damn,” he said.
I turned towards him as best I could in the handcuffs, so he could see them. “Use me for sex,” I said. “I want you to.”
He leaned over, squeezed my breasts together and started sucking on my nipples. I threw my head back, moaned, and could feel a wanting build up between my legs.
“You have nice tits,” he said. “Now, we don’t have much time.”
The cop sat back in the seat, and unzipped his pants. I watched as he pulled his dark cock out of his pants. Even barely hard I could see it was thick and huge.
I wasn’t sure what he wanted, until he reached over and grabbed my head. He pulled me down to his waist, and I opened my lips wide for him. He took the head of his cock and put it into my mouth, and I started moving my head up and down on him. His cock tasted of sweat, but again, I didn’t care. It was the first black cock I ever had, and I wanted him to fuck me with it.
He throbbed in my mouth until he got hard, then started moving his hips to fuck my face.
“You like that?” he said. “You like sucking this cock?”
I pulled back, licked the head of it, and then he pushed me back down. I couldn’t take it all into my mouth, he was just too big, but I flexed my throat so I could let him go deep in my mouth. He was pumping into me faster and faster, and without warning, I felt his semen explode in my mouth.
It was hot, salty, and he held my head until I swallowed it.
When he was done, he zipped up his pants and got out of the car.
“You’re not letting me go?” I asked.
He smiled, and put on his gun belt. For a moment my heart sunk, but then he took out his hand cuff keys.
“Turn around,” he said.
I maneuvered my hands towards him in the seat. He opened the door, and took off the hand cuffs.
“Fix your top,” he said.
I slid out of the car. “I can go?”
“Are you okay to drive?” he asked.
“I’m fine now,” I smiled.
He watched me get into my car, and I drove off with him sitting there. I never saw him again, and never told the story to anyone until now! I would love to hear more about you and hubby!
- Marie
THE END
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