Public Outdoor Sex at the Bar Deck ♕

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My body ignited for him. Yes, since I started my sexual peak, the air turns me on… but give me that gentle yet lightly callused hand. And my body strains to a rougher touch. And this man… I could already feel my feminine core’s weeping passing the midpoint of my inner thighs. But I was not thinking about having public outdoor sex at the bar.

His hand was like a brand of fire, low right above the material of the skirt as it curved low on my hips. My pearl thong’s string rocks at his fingertips. I could not help but wonder if would he tug on it making the pearls go between my pussy folds.

I could not stop looking at his face. The fact that he could drive me so insanely aroused while looking so innocently interested in other things. I can never tell when it is deliberate and sincere.

The material of my top fluttered as a breeze rushed through, making my nipples almost pierce the material. A shiver of anticipation went through me As I felt his hand glide down gently caressing the silky material causing it to curve exactly to my ass.

Allowing my body to sway with my high heels, the silky material of my skirt brushed against my thighs. The handkerchief hemline is almost like little fingers against the skin of my upper calves.

Only with him could even my clothes send little darts of fire straight to my core. I allowed him to take a couple of steps ahead of me and waited for him to look back.

I still was not thinking about public outdoor sex as I twirled quickly, flaring my skirt.

It flared straight away from my body only to fall in graceful drapes. Of course, that little notion of mine caused everyone looking my way, even the bouncers, to stand up straighter.

I love knowing that all the men want to be with me and all the ladies want to be with me… If only they knew how addicted to dick I am.

I noticed that I felt the cool rush of the air as it wafted up under my top and under my skirt. That cool air was enough to make the hottest parts of my body, my core, release more fluid.

Even though he was no longer touching me, I could feel my own arousal’s slickness on my inner knees. Without waiting, I walked straight to the door of the club.

Yes, the blues were playing, and I was desperate just hours ago to dance to it. But now, I was simply desperate to dance to the music that my body throbbed to.

I walk straight out the door to the patio deck, straight over to the shadow corner. Waiting for the low 60s-degree air to cool my fires some. There I could relax, erasing my hands onto the top of the rail; I pushed back straining my ass backward lengthening my back like a cat.

I was a sex kitten in full Heat. From the moment he touched my back, my heartbeats thundered in my ears. The thundering arousal worked against me at this moment. I suddenly felt his hip his hands gripped my hips snuggling his groin against my ass which was pushed back so tantalizingly.

NOW, public outdoor sex was not a conscious thought, but all I wanted.

My breath caught as I heard him say, “You know this is my favorite position.”

I could not stop the whimper at his little growl as my eyes closed. I pushed back further as his hands slid from my hips to my ribs, under me to my breasts. Lifting them up till I stood. My backside pressed in front of him.

I reached my hands back between us releasing his cock. Now I was demanding Outdoor Sex because I am a Southern MILF, Whore in Heat. And he was going to give me public outdoor sex at the bar on the deck, or I was going to…

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