Sex stories

The other afternoon, as the weather was nice, I decided to hang around town and do some shopping. Dressed only in shorts and a tank top, I enter a boutique to try on some clothes. As I never wear underwear, I take discreet pleasure in finding myself naked in the dressing rooms.

While I'm naked, I receive a message on Grindr, accompanied by a very sexy photo.

Him: "Hey, would you like to get me naked?"
Me: "Yeah, why not, you got it? I'm out on the town."
Him: "No, in a parking lot, tkt."

Making a plan in a parking lot in the middle of the day seems risky, but my excitement is stronger than my reason.

Me: "It kind of sucks."
Him: "I'll wait 30 minutes in the parking garage **** on the 3rd floor. It's up to you."

I know this covered, guarded parking lot. I hesitate, but end up getting dressed, driven by curiosity and desire.

I arrive at the parking lot, walk past the security booth, wave to the security guard and go up to the 3rd floor as if I were picking up my car. There's a young rebeu leaning against his car, wearing shorts, a t-shirt and a TN, phone in hand. As I cross, I discreetly check him out. He's stroking his cock through his shorts: it's long, wide and hard. He meets my gaze and knows I'm hot.

He moves behind his car as if to open the boot. I follow. He has pulled down his shorts and boxers, his big cock erect. I kneel down voluntarily and pump him straight away.

He: "I knew you'd come! You like a good cock too much..."

He holds my head firmly but I feel that I can disengage at any moment, and I stay in because I love it. I take off my top, pick up my dick and let him know I'm hot. He makes me stand up, sticks me face to the wall and asks me if I want to go any further.

Me (excited): "Go ahead, fuck me."
Him: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Yes."

He pulls my shorts down, spits on his cock and my parting. I smear saliva all over my round. I feel my ass relax on its own. He sinks in slowly, giving me time to take it in. The mixture of tension and pleasure makes me gasp. A car passes in the distance, but he continues quietly.

Him: "Damn, you've got a good ass."
Me: "Go ahead, fill me up."

A few strokes later, he explodes inside me.

"Hey, what are you doing here? - the security guard has just arrived. My rebeu looks at me, gives me a knowing wink and climbs back into his car to drive off.

I get dressed quickly, but the security guard calls out to me and asks me to come down to his dressing room with him.

Him: "What were you doing with that other guy up there?
Me: "Nothing... He was showing me his car."
Him: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

He notices the juice running down my thighs.

Him: "What's that?"
Me: "Nothing..."

He asks me calmly if I want to settle this simply or if he'll call the police. I sense that the tension is also sexual.

Me: "We can settle this between us."

He looks at me, then slowly unbuttons his pants. I understand what he's getting at, and freely choose to follow him in his game.

Him: "Then suck me."

I approach and pump his cock hungrily. He moans and compliments me.

Him: "You've got a good mouth... I hope your ass is welcoming too."

He puts me on all fours facing the door, takes some of the juice left by the other guy and spreads it around as lube. He asks me if I want him to fuck me.

Me (fully aroused): "Yes, go ahead."

He thrusts in slowly, letting me breathe, then picks up the pace. I take every stroke with pleasure, moaning with each back-and-forth.

The door opens - a second security guard enters, tall, bearded, burly.

First guard (laughing): "Don't worry, he's willing."

The other looks at him, then at me, and I nod in the affirmative.

First guard: "Do you want to stay?"
Second guard: "Oh yeah..."

While I'm being fucked, the second guard pulls out his cock and holds it out to me. I take it in my mouth willingly, eagerly. The two of them take me together - one in my mouth, the other in my ass - and I get off like I rarely do.

The first ends up cumming inside me with a deep moan, then pulls out.

First guard (excited): "Clean it up."

I lick the floor with a knowing smile, the game turning me on. The second guard soon turns me around and thrusts his cock into me. I moan with each stroke, willing and completely abandoned. When he comes inside me, I'm empty, trembling with pleasure.

I get dressed again, we exchange knowing glances and he takes the opportunity to send his number to my phone.

Back at home, I get in the shower. My boyfriend joins me. He rubs himself against me, feels that I'm still quite dilated and penetrates me easily.

My man (laughing): "You've had a good afternoon, haven't you, my dog?"

I tell him all about it. He listens attentively, horny as hell, then fucks me wildly before cumming inside me.

As I get out of the shower, I see a message from the security guard: "Come back to the parking lot tonight at 11 p.m."

I say nothing. My boyfriend and I sit down in front of the TV. Later that evening, he hands me my phone with a smile. It's a conversation between him and the security guard:

- "Come back to the parking lot tonight at 11pm."
- "So, did you enjoy fucking my boyfriend this afternoon? You want some more?"
- "Sorry, man, I don't want to make trouble."
- "You didn't answer the question."
- "Yeah, it was hot. He's got a good ass."
- "He sure has a greedy bitch ass."
- "Grave."
- " OK. For tonight, I'll lend him to you. I'll take it to the parking lot at 11pm. You can do what you want with it. I just want to be there to watch."

I look at him, a little surprised but excited.

My man: "Go get ready. Let's go."