There's just not enough public nudity or sex, these days. Wouldn't it brighten up our lives if you could catch the occasional glimpse of a naked breast or arse or couple fucking each other senseless? It would brighten up my life, I can tell you.
I was contemplating the joys of fucking in public, over my flat white (ie, no froth for me, thank you!) when a horny babe walked in and ordered a flat white. My contemplating turned to her. I imagined my hands running up her long legs, over her waist, up and onward to her lovely breasts, to her long, flowing hair and her neck, down her back to her superb arse.
Mmmm, arse ...
I noticed she was looking at me and smiling.
"Er, don't I know you from somewhere?' I asked, putting my tongue back in my mouth.
'That's why I don't go there anymore,' she said, with a twinkle in her eye.
Well, it was only a short hop, skip and a fuck -- er, jump -- from there to a deliciously naughty chat over our flat whites. Seems she was horny as fuck too.
Charmingly and smoothly I got her talking about sex in public with horny babes bent over, ordering flat whites while being fucked senseless from behind by 8" cocks. She asked me if I fucked in public much.
'Not nearly enough,' I replied sadly.
'Me neither,' she sighed. 'Let's do it!'
I let her suggestion hang in the air, as my eyebrows made a leisurely trip up my forehead, and a wicked smile lapped at my lips. Yep, a real lip lapper.
'You have an idea?' I asked hopefully.
She frowned as she pondered. I ran my hand up and down her thigh, as I frowned and pondered too.
She reached under the table, and felt my cock. She sighed.
'I gotta have me some of that,' she drawled.
I wanted some of her pretty badly too.
'Eight inches,' I informed her, needlessly.
She sighed and bit her lip.
Damn, I liked the way she bit her lip!
'Why don't you play with yourself under the table,' I suggested. 'And make yourself cum.'
'Mmm ... that might help me think,' she said. She undid her jeans' button, and slid down the zip. She ran her right hand down her flat, smooth tummy into her g-string -- all the way down to her pussy. As she started fingering her clit, her left hand automatically grabbed her left breast and squeezed.
She sighed as she went to work. Or, rather, play.
She dropped her left hand to her lap, so that, to a casual sex fiend, nothing seemed to be happening. However, I could see she was frigging herself something fierce.
Her mouth dropped open ever so slightly, her head dropped back ever so slightly, her eyes glazed ever so slightly. She looked mouth-wateringly and cock-stiffeningly delicious.
