So let me tell you this one time I should have been arrested. I’m a spontaneous, free spirit and it’s something about public sex that makes it that much better. Don’t you just love it when your mate is just as spontaneous and experimental as you? All my friends know that if we are in a group setting, we have our spouses, and we duck off, nine times out of ten, we’re somewhere fucking.
This particular night, we went bowling. We love bowling and betting. My boyfriend at the time challenged me to a bet. The person with the highest score had to give the other head in the car. Although I’m not very good at bowling, I accepted the bet. So we’re bowling and talking shit to each other. I’m purposely messing with him to get him off his game. When he goes up to bowl, I’m licking his ear, whispering all kinds of nasty things in his ear. When it’s my turn to bowl, he’s biting my nipples through my shirt, pulling my hair and licking my neck. He’s just hitting all my spots with his nasty ass. Surprisingly, I won the first game, I guess my antics really worked.
We were on our way to the car so he could pay up. On the way to the car, there was a photo booth. Naturally I wanted to take pictures with silly faces and kissy faces. My dear, sweet, lover had other plans. First picture, silly faces. Second picture kissy faces. Third picture, he decides to pop my titty out my shirt and put it in his mouth. Now we all know there’s literally three seconds or less to change poses. He was plotting on me the whole time lol. The fourth picture was my ecstasy face and him sucking on my tits. Imagine that hahahhahahaha. So let me illustrate how tight and out in the open this photo booth was located. The photo booth was about the size of a porter potty, almost in the middle of the bowling alley, close the the entrance and it had a long curtain that stopped at calf level for privacy. My freak nasty boyfriend whispered in my ear “I should fuck you in this photo booth.” Instant geyser! I had on jeans, now how in the hell is this supposed to work?!? He told me to leave one leg inside the jeans, the one that could be seen outside the photo booth and take the other leg completely out. Genius right ?!? He must have done this before lol. GAME ON!!! You know that first thrust, when you both moan off the initial pleasure, yeah I love that feeling. It’s makes me want it even more. Ok, sorry back to the story, I’m having flashbacks.
So I’m riding his dick reverse cowgirl, he’s pulling my hair and kissing my neck and ears. Sorry guys, hair pulling gets me every time. You have to know how to do it right, not that porno hair pulling where you rip my hair from the scalp, just a firm grip. I’m trying not to do a lot of crazy bouncing and moaning, but this sex session was ah-maz-zing!! He’s keeping everything controlled, me, his strokes, being alert, just everything. Every time someone walks by, talks, or I hear loud cheers, I tense up and stop. We were right by the entrance and I could hear a group coming in and registering. I knew it would be a wait because most of the lanes were full, I’m such an over thinker that I started panicking thinking while they were waiting they would want to take pictures. Imagine the horror on someone’s face opening the curtain and there we are busting down the walls. Still bouncing on his dick I asked him if he wanted to take it outside and finish, of course he said no and that he was about to cum. So I started pulling out all the tricks, those Kegel exercises come in handy. Finally, he cums. I moved so fast trying to put my pants back on and the whole time, he was laughing hysterically at me like it was a game.
I literally ran to the bathroom to clean myself up. When I came out, I bumped into my friend and she asked where have we been and I just smiled and said taking pictures. She asked to see them and do you know we never grabbed the pictures from the dispenser. Hahahahahahha. My friend and I walked back to the booth the grab the pictures and one of the employees walked up to me and handed me the pictures, laughed, and said “I know what you did” and I just bust out laughing. So needless to say we didn’t finish playing, I was too embarrassed. And that my friends, is how I should have been arrested for having sex in public.
So I’m riding his dick reverse cowgirl, he’s pulling my hair and kissing my neck and ears. Sorry guys, hair pulling gets me every time. You have to know how to do it right, not that porno hair pulling where you rip my hair from the scalp, just a firm grip. I’m trying not to do a lot of crazy bouncing and moaning, but this sex session was ah-maz-zing!! He’s keeping everything controlled, me, his strokes, being alert, just everything. Every time someone walks by, talks, or I hear loud cheers, I tense up and stop. We were right by the entrance and I could hear a group coming in and registering. I knew it would be a wait because most of the lanes were full, I’m such an over thinker that I started panicking thinking while they were waiting they would want to take pictures. Imagine the horror on someone’s face opening the curtain and there we are busting down the walls. Still bouncing on his dick I asked him if he wanted to take it outside and finish, of course he said no and that he was about to cum. So I started pulling out all the tricks, those Kegel exercises come in handy. Finally, he cums. I moved so fast trying to put my pants back on and the whole time, he was laughing hysterically at me like it was a game.
I literally ran to the bathroom to clean myself up. When I came out, I bumped into my friend and she asked where have we been and I just smiled and said taking pictures. She asked to see them and do you know we never grabbed the pictures from the dispenser. Hahahahahahha. My friend and I walked back to the booth the grab the pictures and one of the employees walked up to me and handed me the pictures, laughed, and said “I know what you did” and I just bust out laughing. So needless to say we didn’t finish playing, I was too embarrassed. And that my friends, is how I should have been arrested for having sex in public.
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