Late Night Sex in The Cemetery With a Stranger

It’s so exhilarating to have sex in places you know you shouldn’t.

 

Perhaps I just can’t think straight when I’m horny, surely you know how that goes. My pussy seems to have a mind of her own after midnight. So I take no responsibility for the trouble I get into when my craving for cum takes precedence over the logic in my brain. I’m usually very tactful and intelligent, but fuck it just feels too good to be bad sometimes. Besides, late night sex can get boring without something wild and spontaneous to spice things up.

I was at a halloween party with my then boyfriend when he suggested we have a quickie in the host’s bedroom. Of course I said yes, thinking it would be exciting to be bent over in someone else’s bed. But the loser finished in less than 3 fucking minutes. Leaving my pussy entirely unsatisfied.

I was still craving sex that could satisfy my aching pussy

Frustrated from the lack of orgasm, I went outside to smoke a joint. The fresh air hit my skin under the moonlight. I wasn’t wearing a bra under my costume, the breeze felt good…really good. With my nipples getting hard my mind started to wander in dark places. I needed to go for a walk before I could go back into the party. All I could think about was my lust for late night sex with some real excitement.

There was a cemetery down the road. Figured it would be a nice, peaceful place to wander under the stars. Calm my nerves and my pussy. Not gonna lie, for a second I thought maybe it would be a fun place to make myself cum. Surely no one else is wandering around this late. But the idea of getting caught fucking myself in a place I definitely shouldn’t be doing so, made my panties even more wet. Fuck it, I thought to myself…I just want to cum.

I found a nice tombstone to lean over. Put my hand under my skirt and felt my dripping wet pussy. I closed my eyes and let my fingers give me the pleasure my boyfriend’s worthless cock couldn’t.

It was late at night, so I thought for sure I was the only one there…

I was so close to cumming when I heard movement behind me. I didn’t know what the hell it was, but I needed to fucking get off. Stopping wasn’t an option, besides the thought of getting caught only excited my pussy even more. What sounded like footsteps grew closer and closer, getting me right to the edge of the climax i’ve been desperately needing.

I was just about to cum when I felt a hand grab my waste & cover my mouth at the same time. A deep whisper in my ear said “Up for some late night sex with a stranger, you naughty little whore?” With a voice that sexy and hands that strong, I couldn’t resist the urge to push my ass back on his bulging cock. He took his hand off my waist, kept the other over my mouth. I could hear his zipper come undone. Staying bent over, I pulled my pantied to the side and embraced myself against the cold stone for what was about to come.

I never thought I’d have rough sex in the cemetery with a stranger

But the second he shoved his cock deep inside me, I knew this was the excitement my pussy had been craving. He fucked me so good, felt better than any late night sex I’ve ever had with my own boyfriend. His cock was bigger. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning through his fingers as he tried to keep me quiet. He let out a primal growl in my ear. My pussy began to drip down my leg as his cock swelled inside me. I could feel his hot cum fill my cunt as I finally reached the most explosive orgasm my pussy has ever had.

He pulled out slowly, kissed my cheek and walked away into the dark abyss before I ever got a chance to see his face. I’ll never forget just how amazing that late night sex was. A dirty little secret I could never tell loser boys like my boyfriend.

 

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