slap up meal
The other night my partner Mark took me out for a slap up meal
in one of these posh west London establishments. It's
the first time we'd been out alone together for ages,
usually it's just down the local with all of his mates.
We got dressed up all smart and that, and it gave me a chance
to wear some of my old numbers, including some very sexy
lingerie a friend bought me from Ann Summers a while back.
Anyway the meal was very nice and we really got talking to
each other again. We ordered very expensive wine, which
would have helped and by the end of the night we were footsieng
under the table and really looking into each others eyes.
I started to feel really horny and so I started rubbing my
foot against him under the table. It didn't take very
long for him to become hard and I knew then that there was
no way we would be able to wait until we got home. I tried to
get him to follow me into the ladies, so that we could do it
in one of the cubicles like we sometimes do when we go raving.
But thats a lot more difficult in a posh restaurant, so
we decided to pay and leave. As soon as we were out on the streets
Mark had his hands all over me and I whispered to him that
I wanted him to fuck me somewhere right there on the street.
We both started to get really excited at the idea and although
it was a bit scary trying to find the right place, we were
soon nestled in a doorway nearby, me hitching my skirt up
and Mark frantically trying to unleash his erection from
his pants.
I knew he would want to enter me immediately,
so I pulled aside my little thong, put one leg up on the step
and arched my back in true quickie fashion. Mark started
to rub the end of his cock against my vagina, before I felt
him slip a couple of wet fingers inside me to help the penetration.
I spread my legs a little further apart and got really turned
on by feeling the wet breeze blow right up me so to speak.
At any moment someone could have passed and got a right eyeful,
which was a real turn on for me. Mark slipped all of himself
inside me and quickly got his rhythm going although it was
quite a lot faster than when we do it at home. I asked him to
get my tits out and as he squeezed them out of my bra, I could
feel my nipples harden and brush against the brick wall
in front of me lightly. Mark started groaning more and more
behind me and quickly reached around to start rubbing my
hot spot and stop himself from cuming too quickly. I was
starting to orgasm quite loudly when his other hand grabbed
me across my breasts and pulled me back. Soon my muff was
right up against the wall and I could feel Mark coming inside
of me and then withdraw so that the last few jets of spunk
landed nicely on my naked ass. That night really changed
our sex life, because wherever we now go were always thinking
about whether we could get away with a quick fuck.