Photo Booth Sex

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. 

Big Things Come In Small Packages

Let me start by introducing myself.  My name is Casey and I’m what they call a free spirit.  I️ walk to the beat of my own drum.  I’ve been asked what am I️ passionate about? The answer is simple...SEX, SEX, and more SEX. Why... you may ask? It’s the root of all things good and bad.  Something about being able to control situations and people with some form of sex or seduction further enthralls me with sex.  I️ promise you will learn so much more about me in due time, but let’s get get down to the topic at hand.  BIG THINGS COMING IN LITTLE PACKAGES!

I️ met this guy who I️ normally wouldn’t entertain.  He didn’t fit my 6’0 criteria.  He was coming in about 6 inches shy of that😒, but his approach was different than other guys (Gentlemen take note).  Fast forward we went on a date.  Afterwards, the conversation and chemistry was still flowing effortlessly. He asked me to come back to his house so we can finish getting to know each other. No problem...right?   We were playing games, conversing, having a good time.  I️ noticed he had tattoos that were peeking from under his shirt, so I️ asked to see them.  This man took off his shirt and what do you know, he had a nice little body under that shirt😜.  I️ held my composure, slightly.

We were still having a good time but now he’s shirtless with this nice little body, so the freak controller inside me wanted to see what this little body could do.  Playfully, I️ challenged him to see if he could pick me up.  I’m not a small chick, I’m  5’9 and I️ love my share of cupcakes lol.  Not only could this small package pick me up, he slung me over his shoulder with ease. At that moment my cookie box was thumping.  One of us was in trouble.  I️ laugh in the face of trouble and I️ definitely don’t back down from any challenges.   When he put me down, I️ could see his dick print in those sweats (swoons 👀😍). Now I️ just have to see what he’s working with.  When he unleashed the beast, my first reaction was this man would give someone a hysterectomy with that appendage he’s working with.

The thoughts running through my head were insane, instead of acting on all of them, I️ touched it and he made it jump (I️ like that).  If he can make it jump on command, imagine what his stroke game is like.  Now let me tell you something, I’m a sucker for a big dick and a beautiful mouth, and he possessed both.  Ohhhhh the fun we will have.  I’m stroking this monster watching it come to life and all I could think about was this small man is the epitome of big things coming in small packages. Until next time lovers 😘

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He licked everywhere but...

You would think in your late 20s early 30s, the men you come across would half way know how to perform the sacred art of cunnilingus. My oh my how naïve of me! In today’s society, giving head is indeed apart of sex.  It’s what get the juices flowing. (The wetter sex, the better your pleasure). If you’re dealing with a guy and he says he hasn’t had his face coated like a glazed donut from giving head.... Runnnnnnn 🏃🏻‍♀️!!  There’s nothing like a man who knows how to please a woman and enjoys it. (We can tell if you’re just going through the motion or if you’re really into it)

Now I’ve had some of the best and the worst head ever.  My #1, lets call him Exhibit A, was a head enthusiast.  Exhibit A spoke multiple languages in cunnilingus.  He was a master at making sure I reached my peak multiple times. I’m talking about legs shaking, completely out of breath, seeing the stars, sun, and the moon, he was that good.  Exhibit A was very spontaneous with his sexcapades.  I remember this one time we went out for his birthday and it was raining. He had a little too much to drink so I was driving.  He kept touching my thighs saying how he couldn’t wait for us to get home.  I’m just as eager, I was doing like 80 mph on the freeway in the rain trying to get home. Thinking back now, we could have died lol.  So now he’s kissing all of my spots whispering sweet everythings in my ear and he tells me to pull over under the viaduct.  As soon as we stopped and the truck was in park, we both were ripping our clothes off.  He dived head first into my honey pot.  He’s already amazing, but with the liquid courage he took me to another dimension. He’s was alternating between those gentle suck of my nub to tongue lapping with a combination of rolling my nipples between his fingers.  Simply sensational!  Coming down from such a euphoric high I was ready be his sex slave, whatever he wanted I was ready to give it to him.  Do you know what he said? “Let’s go home so we can finish this.” You can’t just give a girl the ultimate experience and expect her to be good with a sample, I wanted to finish it right there lol. Needless to say when we got home I put on performance worthy of an Oscar.

Let’s talk about Exhibit B, the let me just fake it so it will be over experience.  We’ve all experienced those fake it moments, but who ultimately loses in those scenarios? We do, every time! Now you have a guy whose ego just went up a notch because he thinks he made us climax... NOT!!!  Exhibit B was what I like to call boyfriend material, established, well mannered, humorous, all that was missing was whether or not he could make me want to stay and make him breakfast in the morning.  Exhibit B and I built up a great relationship without actually engaging in sex.  Sure there were sexual acts, but the main attraction, we had yet to visit.  I was positive that I had something to look forward to based on the other sexual acts, I was wrong.  When we finally decided to go all the way to the finish line, I was, to say the least, unimpressed.  He hyped his sex game up a little too much and couldn't deliver.  It's hot and heavy, we are licking, groping and sucking each other into a frenzy.  He's lightly kissing my honey pot through my panties, in my head, I'm like yes, finally.  He pulls my panties to the side and literally licked everywhere but the clit.  Almost like he didn't know where it was.  Gentlemen, let me tell you, if you don't learn anything else from me, please take note that the clit is the most vital part of giving head... thank me later.  Anywho,  now I'm thinking maybe he can't see or feel in the dark, so I'm trying to move my hips to guide him to the right places.  Nope, no luck.  He even has the nerve to come up for air and say "You like that, don't you?" Um, sir... you can't be serious right now.  Being the coach that I am, I'm giving him suggestions like "you know how you suck and lick my nipples, do it just like that."  And he did, the problem was, IT STILL WASN'T THE CLIT.  It was the outer lips, the vaginal opening, hell every part of the female anatomy except the clit.   Poor thing! The second time was no better, again, he licked everywhere but the clit.  I officially gave up on Exhibit B.  Until next time lovers.

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