Fucking In Public

The energy and force of sex is representable of an innate drive to possess, which is stoked by not having, not possessing. Who has ridden their partner like a horse?. We pull on the bridle, and dig in our heels. We writhe and we fishtail, breathing noisily, showing off the workings of our naked bodies, breathing, spouting, to the whole damn world.

There is a virile masculinity to my cock. It looks strong, and lithe, when it is erect. My entire body is in my cock with its accompanying balls. I want from my cock only beginnings. Endings are not for me. I have a bitter-sweet relationship with orgasms. We are each orgasmic beings. The sperm remembers how it got to the egg. It didn't stop to play around. It drilled its way into the egg.

Orgasm kills the play of sex. For ten seconds your body is elevated with a flood of oooohs and ahhhhhhs, then your penis becomes a slug. A big fat slug that slips out of the vagina, covered in all that goo, and your balls are quivering like fresh tofu in a bag. So orgasm is the death shot to sex.

It's really twisted, this sex life. So I resist orgasming, except when I am masturbating.

There is something sexy about pegging out your laundry in public. The crucified shirts, the lace panties, your tit catchers, the sheets where you lay your naked body to rest, even the towel that dried your intimate creases, all on display for the neighborhood to see. Intimacy shared without you, with total impunity.

I wore that little number I stole from your drying-line today. I wore them under my jeans, walking through the Mall, down the street, in the cafe, on the bus. Because I have a cock doesn't mean I don't like the feel of the material you wear riding up your twat. I love the intimate feel of women's lingerie juicing my body. Fuck you looked sexy hanging them out. Yes, I was watching you. When I got back to my flat I took off the lacey panty's smelling of cock, and whipped on over to peg them back on the drying-line. Next time I'll try on a nightie.

We have been given these bodies to use in every way we dream possible. State your fantasies. Breasts, bottoms, stockings, suspenders, spankings, domination, squatting, giant strap on cocks, tying up, suffocation, orgies, threesomes, blow jobs, eating out, voyeurism, visibly watching, touching, masturbation, anal, peeing, stealing another's clothes, exhibitionism, riding dildoes, having sex in a public place. Having sex in a public place, I've done that.

It was winter, and it was fucking cold. My partner and I decided we would fuck in front of other people without their ever knowing. So we dressed, prepared for the occasion. No underwear, and easy access for my cock to get to her cunt, and mine had an unzipped fly. We wore our woolen long coats. They were inside coats. We headed to the party, a bottle of wine in hand. The room at the party was packed with warm smelling bodies in a haze of cigarette smoke. Crocodile Rock was playing from the stereo in the corner. Some people were drunk, and there were many who weren't. My partner and I spied a comfy chair which I sat on, and she sat on my lap. I had a hard on, thinking about fucking her public. She could feel it pressing against her ass. My hand lifted up the back of her coat, and my cock went exploring for the entrance way. All the while we were talking to another couple we knew.

It was harder to do than we thought. She needed to widen her legs to let me in, so pretended to adjust herself on my lap, so I could slip in. And slip in I did, right to the hilt. But how to move without anyone noticing? I love to watch, and be watched. I am definitely an exhibitionist. But this fuck was to be our secret. Our friends were looking at us, and all I could do was feel her warmth. Her velvety warmth. Then I remembered my core, and began to move from there. Thank God for Pilates lessons. I got a rhythm going. Normally my partner is a complete psycho in the bedroom. Now she had to control her cunt. Just the occasional jig of adjustment on my lap. What I type on the screen, I give to strangers to read. Her cunt is so fucking oystery. My cock is bathed in it. Am I crazy to think my words reach you?. You press your beauty against me. I flood you with my cum, as I sip away on my wine.

We had fucked, and nobody knew. How edgy is that!