Fucking in Public with a Sex God in the Library ♕

Fucking in public

I never intend to be caught, but the fact is I love fucking in public. Ok, yes, I am an exhibitionist, but all I do is follow my instincts.

I have always had a high sex drive and love to be a seductress in stockings and heels.

I dress classy and kinky every time I leave the house. Sometimes I get very lucky… for example, once I met a stranger at the library.

I looked up and my breath caught in my throat at the tsunami that flooded me. One look at him and a storm surge of arousal battered my body.

My instincts recognized this stranger was a gift from god. My body knew he is a sex god. Luckily within minutes of seeing him the first time his cock was buried in me…

I did not care where we were or if he was in a relationship or even what might happen if we were seen fucking in public.

All I knew was I needed him to fuck me NOW. For me to submit to his desires for both of our pleasures.

The feel of his masculine arm pulling me tight against his frame makes me feel small and fragile, yet protected and powerful.

His touch sparks fire, building a blaze in me. Our eyes locked, so close I could feel his breath mixing with mine. My body throbbed with desire so strong it was a need.

My breasts were heaving from the inferno that was raging inside me. He turns the heat up more by brushing his lips to my own.

I reveled in submitting to the way our desires match. That tender caress from this gentle savage sparks a magnetic surge.

My clit was craving his cock RIGHT NOW… as if us fucking in public was as essential as air.

Our lips slid against each other’s, our tongues caressing. He pulled back to nibble on my lower lip, suckling it. Making my nipples and clit throb for attention.

He is still not close enough I wrap my arms around my neck to pull him to me.

Still, he is not fully enough, not firmly enough against me. I lift one leg up, hooking my knee over his hip.

His hand glides from my knee to my hip. Bending slightly he slides his hand and forearm under my ass lifting me.

Naturally, my other leg lifts to capture him. Kicking off my heels, my ankles lock behind him.

I felt like a dam had exploded as a flow of lava flows from my core, spreading down my slit readying my body to welcome his power.

My head is higher than his since his lifting me. It puts my breasts level with his face. He nuzzles them, inhaling deeply, smelling my arousal.

That is when his passion turns ferocious. It flare into an all-consuming desire when he realized my ass is naked under the skirt.

Feeling how my soaking wet pussy releases more liquid flames, slide over his forearm.

He growls a little, sending thrills tingling from my ears inward. The sound causes my sex to clench in aggressive anticipation. I needed more; this alone could never be enough that day.

I was out of control, completely feral, like a cat in heat. Not just any cock would do, I needed him to take me.

Fucking in public right here against the shelves of books or a wall or even the floor. I just needed him in me, rough sex is fine with me…