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Note: This is purely fictional. Just a story rolling around in my head. Also first one I ever wrote. Give critiques, and if it sucks, PLEASE tell me, but be gentle.
From a young age, I've had an extremely high libido. The minute I discovered masturbation, I've been doing it every chance I could get, even sneaking off from family to go rub one out. From there, it was only a matter of stepping it up and going public. I masturbated in the middle of class in middle school once, with no one even suspecting a thing. In high school, I was the very first person on the bus, and it took a long time to pick up the next person, so I'd try to rub one out very quickly. With how often I did it, both my endurance and the thrill of getting caught by someone merely grew.
I was only caught by someone once, a girl who I didn't expect to move from her seat. Instead of ratting me out to everyone, all she told was her girlfriends, and even offered to help me out. I guess I impressed her with my size. Unfortunately, I was way too freaked out by this to agree, and quickly tucked myself away. She never brought it up again, and I was far more careful to not let it happen again.
When I finally got a girlfriend (I was a geek, and a bit reclusive, so it took me a while), my kinks made me take it to the next level. I had sex with her in so many public places. Now, I'm a generous lover, so when I say sex, I mean I more teased her and fingered her to an orgasm in public where ever I could get away with it. I adored making her squeal in pleasure as she tries to keep herself quiet. And the few times we did have sex in public, I don't think I ever felt her pussy tighter. I think I got her hooked on it as well.
One of my favorite times was when we were out on a date in the park, and I spotted a little secluded area off the path. The instant I saw it, all sorts of ideas whirled in my head, and she saw that distinct look in my eye. She only rolled her eyes and asked me where, to which I guided her right to the spot.
From where we were, we could hardly be seen by passersby, and only if they were looking for us. Otherwise we were practically invisible. The minute I realized this, I was all over her, making out with passionately and pressing her up against a tree.
My hands quickly stroked her soft body up and down, pushing her clothes out of the way so I could reach that delicious skin beneath. I adored the way she always stayed soft no matter what she did, and I was addicted to its feel sliding beneath my fingertips. Soon they met that evil barrier women called a bra, but I was undeterred. My hands pushed it off her luscious breasts, which very quickly filled the palms of my hands. I squeezed and massaged those lovelies, caressing them enough to force her body to press into mine, if only for more contact as she gasped and mewled against my lips.
This spot was far too perfect for me, and that drove me to impatience. Normally I would have teased her upper body until she begged me for more, but I was slightly hurried by my own need. A hand flew down to her pants, the zipper and button becoming undone quickly thanks to tons of practice, and my hands soon found themselves inside her panties, fingers quickly rubbing her mound. She was already soaking wet, and the heat was so inviting, that a finger slipped inside her entrance quickly, eliciting a moan louder than she wanted.
That drove my finger into overdrive, sawing its way in and out of her, wanting to hear more of those lovely sounds she futilely tried to hold back. It was absolutely glorious, and drove my need to do even more. After a while, another finger was added to the slick hole, and she cried my name out. Her hands wrapped around my back, her claws trying to find purchase as she pressed herself even more, her hips beginning to shake with my movements. She always was a bit easy to please, and this would be the first of many orgasms. As I worked those two fingers, my thumb began to caress her clit, and that was all she could stand before she went over the edge. Her nails dug into my back even more as her body shook from both the orgasm and the effort it took to stay silent. I had to commend her. Besides the slight gasping and occasional moan, she remained quiet.
Something I intended to remedy. Before she could even begin to catch her breath, my fingers started up again, a third one fitting inside her tight pussy while my thumb pressed her magic button even harder. Occasionally, my digits slipped out and caressed her little pearl, spreading her wetness across it to help my thumb, before diving right back inside. The added plus of her wetness sent her over the edge even harder and faster than before, and she couldn’t help but let out a strangled cry.
My hand slowly slid out of her panties, as I gave her a chance to catch her breath and reveled in the pride I felt of making her cum so quickly. I was learning all her buttons, and I haven’t even used half of them yet. When she finally reorganized her breathing, I was descending upon her again, this time pushing her pants and panties just enough to give me full access. I turned her around, and she instantly braced herself against the tree, anxious for what would come next.
I gave a glance back at the path, making sure no one was around getting curious, before tugging my pants down and digging my member out of my boxers. I fumbled at pulling a condom out of my wallet (always go prepared men) and struggled to shove it onto my hardened rod. My hips pressed into hers, my little friend grinding up and down her crevice to tease both her and me, making the moment when we finally connected all the sweeter. My hands gripped her hips, signaling I was ready, just before I filled her needy hole entirely. Her back arched, and I couldn’t help but gasp at how tight and wet she was. It always amazed me how she seemed to magically get tighter the more I teased her, making each time I enter almost feels like the first time.
I leaned over her form when I bottomed out inside her, the tip poking a wall deep inside her. I knew what it was, and just the fact that I could reach that deep sent a thrill right down my spine that set my hips in motion, using slow powerful thrusts to rock her body. My hands slid beneath her shirt, clutching onto her breasts to act as a handhold as they mauled them. My pace sped up as she squirmed and writhed beneath me, her breath becoming increasingly labored as she struggled more and more to not give in to the voices rising in her throat. She was doing well too, until I switched from methodically thrusting to pounding into her like no tomorrow.
She didn’t even last until her next breath before I could feel her silky walls clamping down onto me, a yell louder than I expected escaping from her throat from climaxing yet again. I groan my appreciation, but before I could revel in the feeling and possibly come to completion myself, a snapped twig quickly brought me out of my reverie and forced me to scan around, my heart thumping heavily in my chest. Someone was coming up to investigate the noise, probably due to her moaning.
Hurriedly, I stuffed myself back into my pants and yanked her own clothes up, before turning her around and smashing my lips against hers in a hurried make out session. She hardly complained, her arms wrapping around my neck just as the guy peeked his head around the tree. One thing I quickly learned, is to never be caught with your pants down, otherwise you just might wind up on youtube later. Not something that happened to me, but I gleaned it from others. I locked eyes with the man, and shooed him away, before breaking the kiss and telling her to take this somewhere else. And boy, when we got home, she more than made up for all the pleasure I gave her in the park. But that’s a story for another day.
From a young age, I've had an extremely high libido. The minute I discovered masturbation, I've been doing it every chance I could get, even sneaking off from family to go rub one out. From there, it was only a matter of stepping it up and going public. I masturbated in the middle of class in middle school once, with no one even suspecting a thing. In high school, I was the very first person on the bus, and it took a long time to pick up the next person, so I'd try to rub one out very quickly. With how often I did it, both my endurance and the thrill of getting caught by someone merely grew.
I was only caught by someone once, a girl who I didn't expect to move from her seat. Instead of ratting me out to everyone, all she told was her girlfriends, and even offered to help me out. I guess I impressed her with my size. Unfortunately, I was way too freaked out by this to agree, and quickly tucked myself away. She never brought it up again, and I was far more careful to not let it happen again.
When I finally got a girlfriend (I was a geek, and a bit reclusive, so it took me a while), my kinks made me take it to the next level. I had sex with her in so many public places. Now, I'm a generous lover, so when I say sex, I mean I more teased her and fingered her to an orgasm in public where ever I could get away with it. I adored making her squeal in pleasure as she tries to keep herself quiet. And the few times we did have sex in public, I don't think I ever felt her pussy tighter. I think I got her hooked on it as well.
One of my favorite times was when we were out on a date in the park, and I spotted a little secluded area off the path. The instant I saw it, all sorts of ideas whirled in my head, and she saw that distinct look in my eye. She only rolled her eyes and asked me where, to which I guided her right to the spot.
From where we were, we could hardly be seen by passersby, and only if they were looking for us. Otherwise we were practically invisible. The minute I realized this, I was all over her, making out with passionately and pressing her up against a tree.
My hands quickly stroked her soft body up and down, pushing her clothes out of the way so I could reach that delicious skin beneath. I adored the way she always stayed soft no matter what she did, and I was addicted to its feel sliding beneath my fingertips. Soon they met that evil barrier women called a bra, but I was undeterred. My hands pushed it off her luscious breasts, which very quickly filled the palms of my hands. I squeezed and massaged those lovelies, caressing them enough to force her body to press into mine, if only for more contact as she gasped and mewled against my lips.
This spot was far too perfect for me, and that drove me to impatience. Normally I would have teased her upper body until she begged me for more, but I was slightly hurried by my own need. A hand flew down to her pants, the zipper and button becoming undone quickly thanks to tons of practice, and my hands soon found themselves inside her panties, fingers quickly rubbing her mound. She was already soaking wet, and the heat was so inviting, that a finger slipped inside her entrance quickly, eliciting a moan louder than she wanted.
That drove my finger into overdrive, sawing its way in and out of her, wanting to hear more of those lovely sounds she futilely tried to hold back. It was absolutely glorious, and drove my need to do even more. After a while, another finger was added to the slick hole, and she cried my name out. Her hands wrapped around my back, her claws trying to find purchase as she pressed herself even more, her hips beginning to shake with my movements. She always was a bit easy to please, and this would be the first of many orgasms. As I worked those two fingers, my thumb began to caress her clit, and that was all she could stand before she went over the edge. Her nails dug into my back even more as her body shook from both the orgasm and the effort it took to stay silent. I had to commend her. Besides the slight gasping and occasional moan, she remained quiet.
Something I intended to remedy. Before she could even begin to catch her breath, my fingers started up again, a third one fitting inside her tight pussy while my thumb pressed her magic button even harder. Occasionally, my digits slipped out and caressed her little pearl, spreading her wetness across it to help my thumb, before diving right back inside. The added plus of her wetness sent her over the edge even harder and faster than before, and she couldn’t help but let out a strangled cry.
My hand slowly slid out of her panties, as I gave her a chance to catch her breath and reveled in the pride I felt of making her cum so quickly. I was learning all her buttons, and I haven’t even used half of them yet. When she finally reorganized her breathing, I was descending upon her again, this time pushing her pants and panties just enough to give me full access. I turned her around, and she instantly braced herself against the tree, anxious for what would come next.
I gave a glance back at the path, making sure no one was around getting curious, before tugging my pants down and digging my member out of my boxers. I fumbled at pulling a condom out of my wallet (always go prepared men) and struggled to shove it onto my hardened rod. My hips pressed into hers, my little friend grinding up and down her crevice to tease both her and me, making the moment when we finally connected all the sweeter. My hands gripped her hips, signaling I was ready, just before I filled her needy hole entirely. Her back arched, and I couldn’t help but gasp at how tight and wet she was. It always amazed me how she seemed to magically get tighter the more I teased her, making each time I enter almost feels like the first time.
I leaned over her form when I bottomed out inside her, the tip poking a wall deep inside her. I knew what it was, and just the fact that I could reach that deep sent a thrill right down my spine that set my hips in motion, using slow powerful thrusts to rock her body. My hands slid beneath her shirt, clutching onto her breasts to act as a handhold as they mauled them. My pace sped up as she squirmed and writhed beneath me, her breath becoming increasingly labored as she struggled more and more to not give in to the voices rising in her throat. She was doing well too, until I switched from methodically thrusting to pounding into her like no tomorrow.
She didn’t even last until her next breath before I could feel her silky walls clamping down onto me, a yell louder than I expected escaping from her throat from climaxing yet again. I groan my appreciation, but before I could revel in the feeling and possibly come to completion myself, a snapped twig quickly brought me out of my reverie and forced me to scan around, my heart thumping heavily in my chest. Someone was coming up to investigate the noise, probably due to her moaning.
Hurriedly, I stuffed myself back into my pants and yanked her own clothes up, before turning her around and smashing my lips against hers in a hurried make out session. She hardly complained, her arms wrapping around my neck just as the guy peeked his head around the tree. One thing I quickly learned, is to never be caught with your pants down, otherwise you just might wind up on youtube later. Not something that happened to me, but I gleaned it from others. I locked eyes with the man, and shooed him away, before breaking the kiss and telling her to take this somewhere else. And boy, when we got home, she more than made up for all the pleasure I gave her in the park. But that’s a story for another day.
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